by Sasha Scott
Her arms wrapped up around my neck, fingers wrapping together as she clung on tight as I kept her firmly held and put all of my strength into fucking her hot twat. The incredible feeling of her pussy was bringing out all of my instincts. I was returning to my primal roots, lusting to seed this young body.
Our bodies clapped together wetly, her pussy truly gushing with juices, more of it being forced out by the pumping motion of my fat dick. Her toes curled up tightly as her nails dug into my skin, her eyes rolling back as she showed me quite clearly I wasn’t the only one feeling bliss.
I lifted her body up, my mighty body standing tall with my firm hands holding onto her legs, forcing her to bounce upon my large member, manhood spearing her tight, dripping, mound.
Zoey buried her face again my neck, moaning hotly and covering me in a messy layer of drool, dripping down and glistening over my sweaty skin. I was going to be forced to strip out of all my clothes at this rate, I was feeling far too hot; she was making me far too hot.
Listening closely I could hear her begging to me, begging me for more, begging me not to stop. The words were hazy, messy and being muffled by my skin but this close they were clear as day and I was more than happy to give her what she needed.
I pushed her back first into the stall door, using the extra purchase to really drill into her depths, invading her womb and reshaping her pussy for my personal use.
“Daddy,” she groaned out, the feeling of bliss clearly shown on her face. “Daddy you’re amazing. Please breed me. Please put your baby inside of me.”
The look on her face. The sparkle in her green, leaking eyes and the quivering of her soft, moaning, drool painted lips was enough to send me over the edge.
I slammed my hips into her, the door creaking from my force as I began to orgasm, as I began to seed her pussy. My jizz was hot and thick, spraying in messy loads into her pussy, filling that womb with enough cum to pack that teenage womb with a child.
She accepted it all, every rope of cum, her body trembling in excitement as she orgasmed around me, her juices gushing down into a splashing puddle on the ground, the two of us locked in a hot, horny, lustful embrace.
Once my orgasm had faded I pulled out of her, white seed pouring out of her, splattering down to join her juicy stain on the ground.
“Now baby,” I tutted, shaking my head at her as I gasped to catch my breath, “You’ll never get pregnant if you let all my cum out like that. I’ll just have to breed you again.”
Before she could give her own opinion I pressed myself back into her incredible pussy and began to pound her again, her angelic squeals filling up the room, a sympathy for just the two of us.
The sky outside was orange when I finally emerged from the bathroom. Had it really been so long? It must have been hours since I first went in there. With how many loads I’d blown into Zoey it wasn’t really too surprising.
Finally my body had been satisfied. It had only taken enough orgasms to enter well into the double figures but finally my lust for the day had been sated.
Alone I left the restaurant, another day well spent thanks to Slut Finder. Zoey could help herself out when she finally found strength in her legs. They were really going to need that cubicle later, I’d more than left my mark on it.
Speaking of leaving my mark I’d have to make sure to check up on Zoey another time. With the amount I’d came I’d definitely left my mark in her too.
Actually I’d probably need to check up with all the other I’d slept with thanks to Slut Finder as well.
Those were all concerns for another day. I had the power of Slut Finder at my possession and it would be a crime not to use it to my fullest. For today my needs had been satisfied but tomorrow I was going to back on the hunt for more A+ caliber woman to sleep with.
Level five now unlocked.
Level 5: The MILF
There was a time when I hated waking up in the morning and feeling a ray of sunlight glimmering across my face. I’d roll over to find I’d came home alone again and feel the throbbing down in my lap, another piece of firm morning wood to take care of.
Now, thanks to Slut Finder, I couldn’t wait to get my new day started.
Once again I still had the memory of a hot sexual encounter fresh in my mind. I could recall every detail and sensation of that tight, teen, pussy rolling along my cock. On the memory alone I’d be able to keep my libido in check but that would just be a waste. I had an obscenely powerful app at my disposal which allowed me the chance to sleep with the most beautiful and talented women I could find; it would be a crime to let a day go by without putting it to use.
I’d moved up another level. The app had a trend going of advancing a level after every new woman I slept with. This wasn’t an issue as every new level meant an increased scanning radius which meant more prime A+ rated women for me.
The only issue I had was my wallet was starting to feel a bit light. The fact I no longer had to pay rent didn’t offset the fact I was jobless and had no money coming in come payday. Still though I needed to eat so headed off to my local store.
Even though my trip was all about business, the business of getting myself some grub to eat, I still made sure to check up on Slut Finder so that I wouldn’t miss out on the possibility of any potential targets I could hit.
On the way to the store I didn’t manage to find anybody of an A+ caliber through scanning. With disappointment looming I put it out of my head and collected a few essentials; lots and lots of noodles. I was just about to head home when I gave my scan one. The list populated. The app gave me my personal recommendation. A+ rating.
It was like all the world had stopped around me. A moment of calm before the sudden storm of joy flooding my insides. I’d done it, I’d managed to find another one. But where was she? I checked the locator function. It was a problem, my target was on the move. If I didn’t get moving I’d miss out on another slice of heaven. I couldn’t let myself lose out like this!
I hurried after the arrow on my phone, desperate to find the woman of my immediate dreams and desires. Had she been in the shop with me and I hadn’t noticed? It didn’t matter, all that I was focused on was keeping up with her and not letting her get away.
My breathing had grown heavy by the time I finally managed to catch up with her, entering into a residential area. I peeked at my target from around a corner, watching her enter into a house. Had I done it, had I already missed her.
I slapped myself across the face sharply. No, snap out of it, this is not the end. I would not be denied like this. For now I had to check out who it was I was actually targeting and allow the mist to fade away from my vision.
Emily. Age 40 but still looking good. If the word MILF was in the dictionary and for some reason the dictionary had pictures, a picture of Emily would not be out of place.
Slut Finder, always knowing just how to help me, guided me towards the extra information tab. It seemed Emily was married but her husband was a businessman and he hadn’t been home in months which meant that she was all alone. I’m sure there were a lot of moral questions about cheating and the such but those were all moral questions for somebody else to consider. I had a new target in sight.
Ding-dong.
I’d taken the time to formulate my plan of attack. To make Slut Finder’s hypnotic powers work I had to make her look at my phone. I’d already inputted my hypnotic style of choice, now I just needed to activate it.
“Hello?” the mature woman asked as she answered the front door, giving me a good look at her. She was every bit as good looking as she appeared in the picture.
Despite being forty she was hot, seriously hot; it wouldn’t surprise me if she’d been a model when she was younger. Her face still looked young and her body was still in great shape, along with wide hips and a sizeable rack. My downstairs were throbbing just looking at her.
“Hello miss. Could you look at this for a moment?”
I held the phone up towards her and caught her gaze. It really was that simp
le, my plan worked perfectly. No need to complicate things, sometimes the simplest methods can be the most effective.
Emily’s face went through the usual motions. The life drained out of it, a voidness in her brown eyes, before everything suddenly came flowing back. She’d been under and now she was hypnotised to follow my selected play.
“What are you doing standing out there son? Please come in.”
Last time I had a sexy little teenager to play around with and I decided to play the daddy. This time I have a sexy MILF instead so I decided it would be fun to play the son.
With my hypnosis complete in her mind I followed her into the house. I’d already checked on Slut Finder and she didn’t actually have a son at all. However thanks to this amazing app I was still able to plant the image of me as her son simply into her mind.
“Would you like anything to drink? Tea maybe? Perhaps some coffee?” Emily asked as she led the way, but there was only one thing I was interested in drinking up and that was her.
I moved in close, wrapping an arm around her front and pressing my hand down between her thighs, squeezing my touch up against her covered pussy. My chest pressed firmly into her back and pinned her body up against mine, another hand coming around to grasp at her huge rack, groping one of her tits.
“No need to be concern about me mom. Dad has been away for so long now, I bet you haven’t had a good fuck in months.”
A whimpering gasp poured from her hips the moment that I touched her, that I groped her and rubbed her. She squirmed around and tried to break free but my arms were too strong for her. She couldn’t escape my hold.
“W-what are you doing?” she whined, words breaking up as she appealed to me. “You can’t do this. This is wrong, I’m your mother.”
“I don’t care,” I growled. It was true, I didn’t care but then again I also knew that the connection she felt between us wasn’t truly there. We weren’t connected by blood, we weren’t family. She was just another sexy woman for me to conquer. “You’re so sexy mom. Everytime I look at you it’s hard to hold back.”
She gasped, her cheeks illuminating into a bright, pink, blush. Her desperate struggles from my first contact had drained away very quickly.
“R-really?” she asked me again, curiosity rich in her words.
“Really. You’re the sexiest woman I know. It’s a crime that dad would just leave you here. A woman like you needs to be plowed every day and every night.”
Those words were true though. What was up with her husband to leave a hot piece of mature ass like this? If I had a lover this hot, one who was rated A+ on Slut Finder I wouldn’t go anywhere without her. This wouldn’t be cheating, it would be justice.
The strong resistance had all but drained away. Rather than fighting me she’d already submitted to my molestations, letting me finger against her mound and rub over her chest. A natural slut or the power of Slut Finder, I’d never know which was the cause.
“A-a young boy like you should b-be interested in girls your age, not an old woman like me.”
“Age is but a number,” I scoffed, my hand rising from her chest up to her chin. My fingers hooked up and cupped her jaw, tilting it upwards so she had to look straight into me. “Why wouldn’t I be interested in somebody as sexy as you no matter the age?”
I pressed my lips into hers, sealing her with a kiss. She could fight about our age gap and it being taboo all she wanted but she couldn’t fight from a passionate kiss pressed tightly into her lips. She resisted for a mere moment before accepting my all and kissing me back, allowing me to slide my tongue inside of her mouth to deepen the embrace, an embrace she happily continued to savor.
The moments passed as I held her in place, wetly making out with the hot MILF, grinding my fingers between her legs, feeling her body quivering to my touch. I had her wrapped right around my little finger.
Our lips drew apart, a light trail of glistening saliva connecting the two of us as her breaths rolled out heavily, chest rising and falling as she gasped for air, the breath drained from her lungs by my empowering kiss.
“Oh sweetie, I never knew you felt that way,” she moaned up to me, her bottom lip quivering in place.
“Of course I do, you’re just so hot. Here.” I scooped her up tighter into me, my throbbing hardon being pushed tightly against her. “Feel what you’ve done to me. I got this hard because of you, because I lust for you so badly.”
The truth was I’d be throbbing like that ever since I’d awoken but she certainly wasn’t helping. She was hot enough as it was and I knew what abilities she’d have to show me.
“Because of me,” she moaned, almost to herself.
“Because of you.”
“Well, if it’s my fault, I guess I better take responsibility.” She moaned, nibbling down on her lip, obviously envisioning my thick cock in her mind. She reached down to grasp my wrist and began to pull at me. “Come with me son, let’s move to somewhere a bit more private.”
I was happy to oblige.
I waited on her bed, sitting undressed while she said she was going to slip into something more comfortable. I myself felt a lot more comfortable too, out of those stuffy clothes and back into my birthday suit, letting my cock get some air.
After a few moments the door creaked open and I saw Emily leaning against the doorframe, one hand on the frame and the other on her hips. She’d changed out of a rather unerotic outfit and into something to help show off her sexy body.
A piece of red, erotic, transparent nightwear hugged into her body and gave me a close to unobscured view of her curvy body. She had the hourglass shape down to perfection, her waist so narrow but her hips and her chest were huge. She wasn’t one of those little, shapeless, stick figures who women said they wanted to be like she was a real woman. Thick, curvy, sexy.
“So, how do I look,” she asked nervously, unable to read my mind. Surely though she could read my body, especially that erect member.
“Oh momma.” I wolf whistled to sound my affection for her body. Seriously the nerve of her husband to abandon this for months. “Fuck you look sexy. You’re even hotter than I imagined you’d be.”
Her cheeks almost got as red as her outfit, she was clearly enjoying the attention. She must have been starved being left alone for all this time.
“You really mean it?”
“Do I look like I’m lyin?” I asked, spreading my legs to direct more attention to my cock, not that she could miss it anyway.
“No,” she admitted, shaking her head as she began to move in closer to me, eyeing up my large dick. “C-can I touch it?”
“Of course you can mom. I’ve wanted you to touch it for years!”
She outstretched her shaking hand and wrapped a hand around my manhood, grasping it in her grip. A look of amazement was rich on her face as she casually rubbed me slowly up and down, in awe at my size.
“Wow, I never knew I raised such a big boy.”
“So mom, is it bigger than dads?”
“It’s not even a contest,” she slowly said. She looked like she was about to enter into another trance. I knew I was big but this reaction? Was her husband small as well?
“What about you mom?”
“What about me?”
“Your tits of course. I’ve never seen such huge tits. There is no way they can be natural, right?”
She gasped out, cheeks burning up as her hands scooped up to cover up the fat mounds on her chest.
“No they’re completely natural,” she said slowly, sounding embarrassed. Why?
“Don’t hide them mom,” I commanded of her, reaching in and pulling her arms apart so that I could see those huge melons. I didn’t know what size bras she wore but it wouldn’t surprise me if they were hard to find in stores. “You don’t know how sexy they are. I fap every night thinking about your huge titties.”
“D-don’t say such lies.”
“They aren’t lies,” they were for the record, “You don’t know how bad I’ve want
ed to feel those tits wrapped around my dick.”
She eyed up my cock again and I saw her mind race, obviously picturing the scene in her head. She nibbled on her bottom lip and looked up at me with her deep, brown, eyes.
“Would you like me try it with me?”
“Hell yeah,” I cheered. I knew she was into it. She couldn’t not be into it with Slut Finder working its magic. I just needed to get her to drop her act, I could see the way her pussy was glistening with juices already.
I leant back again and invited her onto my wrap, Emily crawling onto me as she pulled down the front of her nightwear, letting her bare breasts slide free, hanging down against my lap. She really did have huge breasts, especially on her frame. Sure she was curvy but her breast size was something else.