Mommy's Hot Erotica

by Alina Sawyer

  "Don't you do it, Ron," she warned.

  I ran my fingers down her neck and said, "See, she would have no control! She should just relax and submit herself to it."

  When I reached the top button at her neck she said, "Ron you better not!"

  But I did.

  When the button opened her blouse spread wide giving me a beautiful view down her cleavage. I opened the next few buttons and spread her blouse open. For the first time in my life I had a clear view of my sister-in-law's beautiful tits through the sheer black bra.

  "OK Ron, that's enough now. Untie me and let's stop this." Lori gasped.

  "I thought you said she was always in control. She obviously couldn't fight her way out of this situation. Do you think she could TALK her way out?

  Look at this picture and tell me how much control she had."

  I turned Lori so that she could see the picture of another tied woman. Two guys were enjoying her, one feeling her cunt and tits and one had his dick in her mouth.

  I couldn't control myself I had to touch her vulnerable body. I lay the palms of my hands on her tits, "How could she avoid this?" I asked feeling her wonderful breasts. Her big nipples were hard against the palms of my hands.

  "You are not allowed to touch my breasts!" She almost moaned. I was so excited I thought my heart would burst or my dick would explode.

  "Lori, she would have no options in a situation like this." I was still pretending that I was just showing her that control could be taken away from our fictions subject.

  I boldly slid my hand into her bra and lifted one boob out of its confining cup. Oh my god; I felt her bare breast. I massaged it and pinched her nipple. This was wonderful. I slid my other hand down and touched her crotch. I could feel the stubble of her pubic hair sticking through the stockings.

  "Please Sir, you must not touch between my legs." She meekly begged.

  Sir? Was she playing along now? I pressed the raging bulge in my pants against her restrained head as I pinched her bare nipple and diddled her covered crotch.

  "OH please stop Sir, I can't let you do these things to me!"

  "You have NO choice, Madam!" I barked in my deepest villain voice.

  Then I ran my hand down inside her hose and panties and slipped my fingers deep onto the crease between her legs. She began to respond with hunching actions against my hand all the while protesting and moaning that I must not be touching her private parts.

  Her crotch got really wet and when I said, "Madam, I'm afraid you have no choice but to let me maul your exotic tits and manipulate between your legs." I worked my fingers, one at a time, into her warm moist pussy until I had all but my thumb in her cunt. I felt inside her wiggling my fingers and then I pressed my thumb against her clitoris. She exploded into a wrenching climax. Her breathing almost stopped completely, her cunt bathed my fingers in copious amounts of juice and her whole body jerked as I repeatedly rubbed my thumb against her clit and my fingers inside her cunt.

  I spun her around and knelt between her splayed legs. I held her bare breasts in one hand and her covered one in the other and laid my face in her cleavage and I pressed her hot flesh to my cheeks. I pressed my throbbing prick against her crotch and she hunched against me. She was delicious and I was feeling more aroused that I can ever remember. As I licked and sucked her tits I shot off in my pants.

  We pretended nothing had happened and as I pulled her bra over her wet breast I said, "She couldn't have gotten out of that situation, Lori." then I buttoned her blouse and finally I untied her and continued commenting on various situations we saw on the screen.

  Lori never acknowledged that she had been exposed and we both pretended that our afternoon together was perfectly normal.

  The next day Lori called me on my cell phone and told me that she was having some problems with her banking programs and needed my help. I jumped at the opportunity.

  When I arrived Lori was wearing an extremely conservative business suit. The skirt was thigh length; she wore a heavy high neck white blouse under a long sleeve jacket buttoned all the way up. She looked sexy as hell because her chest is just too large to hide and her shiny stockings and high heels made her so feminine I was already getting hard.

  We resolved her problems rather quickly and then I stood behind her and asked if she thought that type of "Business Suit" would keep a girl from loosing control.

  She stood in front of me and defiantly replied, "Of course it would. People give off signals. If a woman looks and acts strong she will stay strong...and in control."

  "What if an important client were to compliment her and caress her cheek and neck like this?" I asked as I caressed her cheeks and neck.

  "Clients do stuff like that all the time, its no big deal," she said.

  "What if one had more nefarious plans in mind and did THIS!" and I grabbed her collar and yanked the buttoned jacket it down her back pinning her arms to her sides.

  She gasped and fought me but with her arms pinned she could do little more than squirm, she didn't jump away or kick, she just stood there and tried to pull away. I held the jacket and informed her that she was going to remain completely in my control. The jacket was under her breasts and I opened her blouse and barred her black slip. To my great surprise and joy she was not wearing a bra.

  Lori again acted as if this was being done to someone else. She said something like, "Nobody would just stand there while a villain was restraining her like this. She would be fighting like an animal."

  I was getting pretty turned on. As I talked I lightly caressed her silk covered boobs and her chest and face became very flushed. I unfastened the waistband of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She cooperatively stepped out of it and she let me tie her ankles to the legs of the desk chair. I slid my hands up under her silk slip and felt her legs. Oh was this ever making me hard. My hands rubbed her smooth stocking covered legs. I slid blindly under her slip expecting pantyhose so when my fingers reached the top of her stockings and I felt warm bare flesh I almost came. I slowly let my fingers climb to her crotch and then lightly grazed her panties. As I felt and caressed her puffy pussy I realized that she had shaved her cunt...no more stubble.

  Suddenly Lori resisted and she forced her knees together clamping my hand tightly restricting any movement. I brought some cord in my briefcase and I used it to tie around her knees. I made her sit down and I wrapped the cord around the arm of the desk chair and as I pulled the ropes slowly. I watched the rope bite into the soft flesh of her shapely leg and gradually pull her legs apart until she begged me to stop. I tied her legs apart.

  Her full slip still hung down between her legs and kept her crotch covered. I stood up and removed my tie but this time I used it as a blindfold. I wanted her to feel real loss of control. After she was blindfolded I took the camera from my briefcase and took lots of pictures of my beautiful sister-in-law tied up for my pleasure.

  I forced the front of her slip down exposing her big breasts and hard nipples. The pictures became as exciting as exposing her. I licked them until they got all slippery and shiny with my saliva. Then I bit and chewed them and enjoyed hearing her painful protests. I reached under her slip and touched her crotch. Moisture had begun to develop on her panties. She needed more and she humped my hand. I slid my finger into the leg hole and grazed her bare pussy, she moaned. This was nice but I wanted more. I lifted her slip and took pictures. Then I lowered my head until her hot covered cunt was right in front of my face. I blew on it and she moaned more and she tried to push her cunt towards me. I kissed the warm silk covering her sex. This was so erotic that I had to rub my face all over her crotch. Then I dropped down and licked her stocking covered knee. I nibbled my way up her thigh to her bare upper leg. I spent lots of time just lightly lapping the seam of her leg and her crotch with my hot tongue. Finally my hot mouth reached her panties, I licked lightly at first then harder and harder until my stiff tongue was pushing her silk panties between her cunt lips. I sucked her cunt through the pa
nties until she was writhing and I was going nuts. Then I pulled her panties aside and I stuck my tongue into her cunt and I sucked her clit and she had a violent and wet climax.

  I covered her cunt with the wet panties. She was still panting. I noisily unzipped my fly and took out my throbbing hard on and I touched the tip to Lori's nipple. I smeared some of my leaking lube on her tit. Then as I pressed my hard prick into the soft flesh of her flushed breast, I reached down felt her cunt through her transparent soaked panties.

  I wanted to show her just how in control I was so I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed it down towards her chest, then I raised her big boob until her sticky nipple was touching her lips. "Lick it clean" I instructed. She resisted so I squeezed her cheeks until she opened her mouth and I forced her big tit in.

  "Now do it!"

  She did as I told her, tentatively at first, but as she licked her own tit she began to respond and to suck her own nipple. Amazing pictures. I had her stop and her boob popped out of her mouth all slick and clean. Again I put my dripping prick against that now swollen nipple and worked more of my spunk all over it. I pushed her tit back to her lips and she eagerly sucked. I lifted both of her heavy breasts to her face and had her pleasure them. I straddled her body and kept my dick between her breasts. I slid it between them and she sometimes licked the sensitive tip of my prick. I considered having her suck me but I decided that this was too soon. I reached down and pressed her clit and told her to suck her tits until she climaxed. It didn't take her long. She had spasms, which jerked her violently against her restraints, and I exploded between her hot tits.

  I got a warm washcloth and cleaned up her slick boobs. I covered her beautiful breasts with her slip and buttoned her blouse and then I tended her crotch. I pulled her panties down her thighs and cleaned her sticky pussy with the warm washcloth. I dried the crotch of her panties as best as I could and pulled them back to cover her pretty pussy. I untied her and rubbed her legs where the rope caused welts. Still blindfolded, she stood up. I slid her skirt up her legs and adjusted her jacket; then I began to work on the computer. Lori finally removed my tie from her eyes and we finished the afternoon as if nothing had happened.

  These encounters were never mentioned and our lives progressed for the next several months as if other people were involved...never even an embarrassed glance between us. However, I was masturbating daily thinking about those two erotic adventures. One afternoon while we were all at our pool I asked Lori if she was using her computer often and for the first time she blushed slightly.

  "I use it every day but I take longer to get done than I did when you were there."

  "Could you use some more intense instructions?"

  "Oh I don't know if I am ready for anything more intense." She said.

  Our spouses were right there listening to this totally unaware of the double meaning our conversation carried.

  "I'll be there Thursday afternoon so you don't forget my last two lessons."

  Lori squirmed uncomfortably and said that it wasn't necessary that she remembered everything.

  I insisted and my wife said I shouldn't push. "If Lori wants you she will ask."

  God if she just knew what that meant. Lori was flushed and her nipples got visibly hard. I doubt if our spouses noticed but I surely did.

  "No Lori knows that more instruction is necessary and she MUST be ready for me." I said rather forcefully with my words and stern face directed at Lori.

  "You are right, Sir." She said in mock obedience. "I will be ready for you."

  Everyone else let that whole exchange just pass by unnoticed. I, however, couldn't get that conversation off my mind. I beat off several times a day just thinking about what Thursday afternoon held in store for me.

  Wednesday evening I called Lori to remind her that we had an "Instruction" scheduled for the next day. I told her that I would be there at 9:00 AM and I expected that she would be ready for our class.

  I arrived at her house early and I watched her husband and son leave for the day. I gave her until my scheduled 9:00 appointment and I rang the bell. Lori answered the door wearing a yellow dress. The hem was short and I could clearly see her nipples and panties through the sheer material. I asked her if she was ready for a more intense lesson. She said very boldly that I couldn't teach her anything that she didn't already know.

  Lori was walking in front of me as we started up to her office. I had a great view up her legs to her ass. I stopped and said, "I believe that today we should hold class right here."

  She turned her head and gave me a puzzled look and asked me what the hell I was talking about.

  "Right here." I barked.

  "Why? The computer is up there." She said pointing up the stairs.

  "Listen to me," I said and I slapped her ass and grabbed her ankle. I removed my necktie and used it to tie Lori's right ankle to the metal railing support on the right side of the suspended staircase. I opened my briefcase and removed some cord. I tied Lori's other ankle to the other side of the stair.

  "What are you are doing?" Her tone was very annoyed.

  "I'm in control."

  Lori was kneeling in front of me and I reached around and thoroughly enjoyed feeling the front of her dress. I pulled it off her boobs; it was like opening a present. Her position on the steps had her big tits hanging down. I grabbed them and I was not gentle as I rubbed her nipples against the rough carpet. I squeezed her big full breasts and I pulled and pinched her nipples until she screamed in pain.

  I lifted her skirt up over her back and was pleased to see that she had on sheer panties. I slapped her ass until the flesh was red and hot and then I pulled her panties down. Her naked bottom was positively glowing and I felt it appropriate to blow on the beautiful beaten globes of her ass to cool her off. She responded by repeatedly puckering her rectum. Next I blew directly on it and she clinched her sphincter even more. Finally I could resist no more and I placed my tongue on her crotch between her cunt and her ass and I slowly drew it up until the tip was touching her tight ass hole. I slowly and wetly worked my tongue against that muscle until she began to moan and loosen ever so slightly. I reached up between her legs and continued mauling her hanging tits. I pointed my tongue more and then slowly began to press just the tip into her. She relaxed more and I worked my tongue in deeper until it was all the way up inside her beautiful butt. I had never done anything like this before and I was in a place I never knew existed. I loved the control.

  I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing dick. "What are you going to do?" She asked.

  "Shut Up! You'll see." I replied.

  I went back to her ass with my tongue until I thought I would explode so I stood up and took aim with my prick and buried it into her ass. I lay down on her back reached around and pinched her tits with one hand and her clit with the other. I slammed my dick into her ass until she climaxed violently and brought forth an ejaculation from my dick that will probably never be equaled.

  I pulled out and took pictures of lovely Lori tied to the steps with her tits hanging down and her red ass sticking up and my spunk dripping down her legs from her rectum. I still beat off to these images daily.

  I don't particularly love or even lust for my sister-in-law. In fact I'm not sure I ever liked her very much because she is such a bitch. Granted a beautiful one but a bitch nonetheless. She is in her early forties and I am in my mid fifties so we have little in common.

  I have discovered that I do love controlling her amazing body and punishing her. Apparently she needs it too. I plan continue to control her and I hope that we never get caught.

  The End.

  On a Hot Summer Night

  I was on the verge of tears as my car sputtered and wheezed on a seeming death roll into a small town in the middle of the vast emptiness, and nowhere, of southern New Mexico. Hell not even a town; more like a roadside rest area with a zip code. With just four street lights lining the main stretch through the center of "town", I saw
only three buildings; thank God that one of them was a service station.

  Willing my hemorrhaging vehicle with all my heart and soul to hold on just a few seconds longer, I managed to pull it off the road and into the service station parking lot where it then proceeded to die. I tried desperately to start it again, but it didn't even so much as stir. Pounding my forehead and fists on the steering wheel, I felt the tears begin to flow.

  I dug into my purse and pulled out my cell phone only to find that I had no service. Naturally! And besides, who was I going to call anyway? My son was in Iraq on his second tour of duty while my philandering husband was on yet another one of his "business trips" to consult with a client. I wondered how long he'd been "consulting" this particular "client"; and how old she was. The last one was just nineteen; just a year older than our daughter.

  Rapidly reaching the end of my emotional rope, I stepped out of my sweltering hot car in the hopes of finding a refreshing evening breeze. Not a chance! The air was completely still and dreadfully stale; and even though the sun had set over an hour ago, the stifling late August heat refused to relent. As I stood in that parking lot in nothing but a white pair of sandals and a lake blue colored strapless summer dress that smocked at the bust and fell into a ruffled hem to the middle of my calves, I felt like a beach-walking hooker. I still couldn't believe that I had let my daughter talk me into buying it; let alone into actually wearing it. But God love her, she had!

  I had spent the last three days getting my daughter all settled into her dorm room at Arizona State University. Though Amanda had insisted that she didn't need my help, I ultimately pulled rank on her; not to mention a little bit of a guilt trip too. I still couldn't get over that my baby girl was eighteen years old and a freshman in college. Grumbling at first, Amanda finally came to appreciate having me with her and it turned out to be a wonderful girl's weekend getaway. Once we got her all moved in, we spent the remaining two days giving my American Express Gold Card a massive workout. And one of the purchases we made was the silly little summer dress I was then wearing. I'll never forget Amanda pressing it up against me, still on its hanger and virtually ordering me to try it on.