When Dad's Away....

Little Boy Lost

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OOC: Duke Trella. 19 years old. 5'10". 175 pounds. Sandy brown hair. brown eyes.


IC:


My father travelled alot on business. It took him away from home for weeks at a time, but it also made us rich beyond measure.

I loved the old man, but I didn't miss him.

There were compensations.

Like today.


I stared out the window and watched his limo pull away. Then I took the handcuffs out of my pocket and smiled at my mother.

She started shaking her head in horror and disgust.

"Come on, Mom," I said coldly. "You know what happens when you disobey me."

She flushed a wonderful scarlet. But she got the message. With trembling fingers she started unbuttoning her blouse....
 
Mom

OOC
Gloria Trella, age 35. 5'7" 166 weight, blue eyes and auburn hair. Her 42C- 34-38 Usually wears cotton dresses that are green or rose in color or silk blouses with a skirt. Is a social drinker and occassionally smokes cigerettes.
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I hate Eric's job sometimes. He left on many business trips in the last four years and I started to get lonely. I once turned to my son for comfort and things started happening. I had opened a side of my son that I never dreamed that was possible.

As Eric's limo was pulling away Duke reminded me of my station as he pulled out the hand cuffs.

I was shaking my head. Eric hadn't even hit the main road and Duke was already putting me into the role that I was trapped in. I was disgusted that he wasn't even waiting til Eric was on the flight.


"Come on, Mom," he said coldly. "You know what happens when you disobey me."


I shivered, I didn't need reminding of the last time I made that mistake. My face went red and I knew where he was going if I didn't obey quickly. I took my fingers and began to undo the buttons of my blouse.

I was the coward, I didn't stand up against Duke at all. I dropped the blouse to the floor and undid the bra letting my breasts hang free , the nipples turned up and aching to be sucked on. I started to play with them and tugged on the nipples until they were bright red and hard, matching the redden aerolas of my tanned skin.
 
Duke

I was a bottle baby. Maybe that's why I was so fascinated my Mom's tits. I was overcompensating for a traumatic childhood.


Still. I had to admit. Mom had a fantastic rack. All my friends thought so. In fact, it was all their crude talk about all the things they'd do to her if they had the chance that started me to thinking about making a move on her. For that I will be eternally grateful.

"You are so sexy, Mom," I said as I watched her squeeze her nipples. I was only wearing a pair of running shorts, so it didn't take me long to get naked.

"Lie back, Mom," I ordered. She did, and I got on the bed and straddled her. My cock was already three quarters erect. It wouldn't take much stimulation to get me completely hard.

I placed my cock between Mom's generous mounds. Then I took one in each hand and pushed them together, trapping my rod between them. It felt so damned good. Slowly I started to titty-fuck my mother....
 
Gloria

Duke knew how sensative my breasts were. He had caught Eric fucking me that way once and his eyes were always burning.

As Duke gripped them together I moaned. His hold tighter and stronger then mine left marks and indentions.

His strokes between my breasts caused me to get wett. The scent was getting stronger and stronger. Duke's eyes lite up as he knew he was getting me hornie and he loved making me beg to be fucked and then making me beg to have the orgasms afterwards.
 
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