by Lisa Reid
“Don’t be sorry, daddy,” she tried to comfort him. “You had no clue I’d be so incredible at it. It’s not your fault.”
“Your right, I’m sorry for getting so upset. You’re one astonishing woman. Rohan is one lucky man.” Vladimir smiled.
“Rohan? Oh, my dear husband.” Her thoughtful and ecstatic mind was dragged onto the grounds of reality. “Talking about Rohan,” Beverly said, looking at the clock. “That can’t be right, I swear we began almost an hour ago.”
“I’m sorry, but I really enjoyed it so much, I came sooner than normal. I usually last a lot longer. I’m certain Rohan will improve.” Vladimir chuckled deviously.
Beverly was kept on intensely staring at Vladimir, it was kind of amusing, and it felt so euphoric and animated as she pulled her sweat pants on, seeing how wet the zone between her legs was. Beverly slipped into her top and expressed her gratitude before turning on her heels towards the back door.
“Don’t thank me,” Vladimir said, gazing at her in wonderment. “You’ll do incredibly great.”
Beverly’s heart was filled with pride as her savage and unrighteous conqueror showered his praises and realizing he was still feeding on her juicy tits and sexy bubble-butts. She put an extra shake into her walk, wiggling her ass that was almost in the exhibition due to her tight sweat pants. And she went out.
Vladimir chuckled wickedly when she left. He was certain his mid-forties aged mature slut would come back for more.
Story 9: Full Sweat – Part 1
This is a story of how I and my mom turned into a personal slave for my stepfather, my stepfather. This is also a story of how my stepfather replaced my father not as the man if the house, but also as the man in my mom’s life. My friends would consistently tell me how hot my mother was and how their dads all desired to fuck her. She was a ravishing and incredibly hot lady. She was 39, with wavy dark hair and splendid black eyes with a supermodel’s face with the hottest lips I’d had ever seen, however like most things she was very naive and ignorant of the impact she had on men. My mom, Shalini, had been my stepfather’s secretary for over 3 years. Ever since he took charge of the organization, she was a secretarial pool standout, both in expertise and looks. At thirty-nine years of age, 125 wpm, shorthand, and proficiency in the office and accounting software, my stepfather had no choices left, but to appoint my mom Shalini to be his secretary. Shalini possessed a statuesque figure that often made men’s jaws fall open. Although she had a waist with a slight belly, they were much fit and trim, and with growing age, she had gained her weight in perfect proportions filling her body seductively. Not to mention that her ass was well rounded, smooth, soft and firm portraying her as a white booty. With gracious charm and an elegant smile on her face, she always resembled like the fresh dews of the morning carefully crafted by nature. But, it was her juicy mounds on her chest that turned male heads completely. Every year perfect proportions of weight and flesh were gained by those pairs of succulent bust, gradually transforming them into an EE size that even the bra would find difficult to conceal. The way she accumulated her mass on her breast made them heavy, luscious, and jaw-dropping resembling the pendulous udders hanging over her rib cage. And both their breast size and the way that they were amazingly sensitive had constantly embarrassed her. Her nipples were round stubs that would poke embarrassingly from the firm globes with simply the faintest pressure from fabric or fingers. Her seductive curves and tempting edges, accompanied by shiny black hair made a pleasant impression on my stepfather. After all, who doesn’t want to have a titillating personal secretary? So, he had made it clear from the very first day in the office that he would always expect that her appearance should be as essential as that of the new multimillion-dollar home office complex. Very quickly, my mom, Shalini also learned that my stepfather expected her to be a full administrative secretary.
My mom was married, dad always worked out of town and I stayed with my mom. I’m Herman, the only child to my mom and dad. I was studying at college back then and was eighteen years old. My mom lived a lavish lifestyle and loved to use branded cosmetics to enhance her sensuality. With her by my side, I never had a problem regarding my finances. The first time when I saw mom’s boss, John, my childish mind was fascinated by his looks, personality, and appearance. John was a white, muscular man; around six feet and six inches tall; a muscular hulk which even his formal or informal dress couldn’t hide. What was stunning that he was fit as fiddle even in his sixty five years of age! He was quiet and spoke only when needed and his authoritative voice was so resonating, yet soft; gentle yet deep. He also had tattoo on his back and biceps which added to his macho character. Due to reasons unknown I always sensed, my mom Shalini, was always submissive toward her boss, John. She would unquestionably obey whatever command he would pass onto her. Truth be told, John would always try and park his car in a manner so he could see my mom venturing out of her car with her skirt hiked up high, uncovering her legs as she spread them getting out. What truly got me stimulated was that my mom really appeared to secretly enjoy the most of her boss’s attention. Yes, John used to frequently visit to our house and I was too naïve to think that they just discussed business. During a summer weekend something happened that changed my life forever. This is the story of how my life and my mom’s life changed.
That day, I was out in the neighborhood playground for my trial to represent my neighborhood football team. The selection process was too tiresome and as it was a hot and humid day, I was too exhausted as well. Being rejected from the team made me depressed and downhearted as well. I decided to return home and get some rest to rejuvenate myself. When I was in the vicinity of my home, I saw John’s black Mercedes parked outside our home. I was little bit dubious, because that day was Saturday and generally, mom and John never used to meet with each other during the weekend. I tiptoed straight towards the front door. I was too tired and wanted some rest.
So, I walked to the front door and banged my hands on it as if I was going to break it. The force was so terrible that it unbolted the door as the bolt was partially locked. My abrupt entry must had terrified my mom as she didn’t expect me to return so soon and it must had outraged My stepfather at the sudden loss of his sensualities. He was not a man to let go of this situation unpunished.
But what I saw completely stunned me. My stepfather was standing totally naked before my mom, Shalini, who was incidentally on her knees. My mom was on her bra and panties and all messed up due to sweat. John’s gigantic cock was vibrating noticeably all around at per my mom’s facial height, and it was rock solid. It was glistening with my mom’s saliva. Although teary, my mom was almost hypnotized at the gigantic pole throbbing with excitement and wild lust. She leaned forward and took the bulbous head of his shaft into her mouth. She had to open her lips wider than usual and strived hard to fit in. “Shalini just look at his huge balls. Wonder how much juice that massive sack contains?” Perhaps, lecherous thoughts conquered my mom’s and I was too aroused to move my feet. My mom sensed her pussy dripping wet. My stepfather’s hand grabbed my mom’s hair as her lips and mouth enveloped his gigantic cock. His hardness appeared to throb in her mouth as she encircled it with her lips. She could taste a lovely salty taste as she churned her tongue around the free skin at the head of his shaft. Delicately, she facilitated a greater amount of his length into her mouth and bobbed her head back and forth on his length. My stepfather delicately pushed his hips forward as his manhood slid all through my mom’s mouth. He was face fucking her. As it was too hot and humid, my mom and my stepfather were sweating hard. Drops of sweat settled on my mom’s glowing skin radiating her seduction. As for My stepfather, he wasn’t any man; he seemed to me a beast as he continued pummeling his mammoth white cock inside my mom’s mouth.
I was utterly shocked at the suddenness of what I was seeing. My mom on her knees kneeling before a man and serving his cock. Was I daydreaming? And for a moment, my sudden entry must have overwhelmed my stepfather and my mom.
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br /> “What the hell are you up to?” I screamed at John. “What do you think of yourself?”
Stunned at my utter shocking entry and atrocious entry running his ecstasy, My stepfather jumped from his couch and within seconds his hands were on my face making me to count the stars. I was nearly unconscious. I heard my mom crying and pleading my stepfather not to harm me. The blow was severe; I felt dizzy and started to assess the current situation lying on the floor. Then I saw my mom on her knees kneeling again in front of my stepfather and he was playing with her hair grinning deviously toward me. My mom was on tears immediately. She was getting heavily humiliated and embarrassed. This was something she never thought. She liked to dress sexily but never thought that her dress would send such a wrong indication in his boss’s mind.
“Yes, this weekend should be lots of fun - for both of us. You’ll my hot dirty slut, and me, your dirty minded ‘master’.” My stepfather teased.
Mom was sobbing standing in front of her tormentor, my stepfather. She was breathing hard; she was sweating hard in tension, bur more so I believe in excitement. Perhaps, she couldn’t believe her fate what her boss was up to.
“Please!! I am begging you, Sir!! I please don’t harm my son,” my mom pleaded.
Mom pleaded and tears stained her reddened cheeks. He felt her cheeks burning.
“Whatever bitch!!? You’re a whore!! You’re my whore and you can’t deny that you always desired a strong man to rule your fantasies. So stop pleading and crying. I promise you you’ll surely enjoy as much as I’m enjoying this,” My stepfather asserted.
Mom sensed a wild temptation taking the form of a volcano in her mind as she felt her pussy moistening. This was obviously a natural reaction for any woman who would see a hunk muscular lover in the form of my stepfather with his cock having gained its full length and poking in his crotch.
“On your knees my slut, I need to feel you sucking my cock, I need to see your lips around it.” My stepfather ordered. I was completely baffled as his words erupted from his mouth and so was my mom. This could not be happening. This was abuse. But I was too excited to even move from my position from the floor. Perverted thoughts also started to corrupt my mind. Somehow the scene felt so damn erotic. My mom strolled towards my stepfather. But, he asserted, “No my slut, I want you to crawl on your knees and come to me.” Her nipples were hard to the point of aching and they had returned to life for the first time in years, by and by stirring and agonizingly sensitive. My mom gazed at them in dismay gradually becoming mindful of the dampness between her legs. No, they weren’t simply moist; her panties were soaked through to the point where she was dripping through the fine silken fabric. “Why is this exciting me?” My mom must have wondered in absolute shock. She was all the while crawling like a dog on all her four limbs on the floor toward my stepfather.
Right now even when I’m writing down this story, I feel a surge of adrenalin pumping my heart. That day what I heard was really breathtaking. I too think that my mom was too consumed in her perverted lusts and desires. The power of his words, the sternness of his voice and the masculine enraptured gaze just placed invisible restrains on my mom’s body. Under those circumstances, he was her master; at that moment, everything seemed natural and right in the world, even the mistakes she committed seemed so perfect right to her. He was the yin to her yang, attracting both of them and gradually balancing into perfect equilibrium.
My stepfather asserted, “You will be the first Asian lady to ever suck on it or and taste it.”
For reasons unknown, my mom felt fortunate to be the first Asian lady to suck such a splendid erection of a potent man. She desperately wished that she wasn’t out of practice. “I haven’t done this for anyone in years,” she thought unmindfully, stretching her mouth open and taking the bulbous head into her mouth. She looked at her the old family photograph, but the lust that possessed her soul never let her consider her marriage vows.
“DAYUMN!” the Herculean hunk getting his fascinating rewards, snorted once more, his whole body trembling in passionate excitement. My mom grabbed his thighs to steady him as she began bobbing her head around the tip of his monster penis. “Your mouth is so hot! It feels so damn good, slut,” My stepfather exclaimed with wonder and disbelief.
This was too much for me to take in. How could that bastard my mom like a roadside slut. This was outrageous. For a moment, my mom must have thought about me. And that must have drifted her oral services finally stopping them. She looked at me. I could see her teary eyes and sweaty body glistening. Utterly displeased at my mom’s sudden stop, he grabbed her hair and turned her face to him. “Don’t you dare to turn away from me, understood slut,” sneered my stepfather while my mom turned pale with fear and anguish at the unexpected turn of events. “I want you to pleasure me like those cheap roadside sluts. Understand?” Asserted my stepfather. He the spat on my mom and slapped her twice. My mom tried to turn her head but she was too powerless in the hands of a strong tormentor.
I regained some of my strength and sat on the floor watching in dismay at sheer humiliation of my mom. I felt like an impotent man.
“Your mom is one hell of a slut. She just saved you from severe consequences. Respect is everything. And besides when two adults are engaged in something, kids should never poke their nose in between. I just decided to teach you a lesson for your outrageous behavior. You would be our servant while we are busy fucking ourselves. If I see any shitty reactions, I’m going to break that pimp face of yours,” My stepfather snickered.
His voices panicked me beyond limits. All my resistance faded away within seconds and all I feared at that time was my jaw and my mom.
“Now, get me a beer servant. I’m feeling fucking boy.” My stepfather commanded.
He turned towards my sobbing mom and ordered, “And you slut, you better worry about your son and your job and finish off what you started.”
I was too feeble to rise on to my feet and fetch a beer bottle for my stepfather.
With no other options left, my mom thought to comply with the commands for her and her family’s safety. Then, my stepfather handed over one of the cushions off the couch and allowed my mom to position it beneath her kneeling knees. “Now, you’re comfy, eh!” Sneered my stepfather. With dominant looks and silent orders, he reached out and grabbed her hair. Then, he guided her soft, luscious lips onto his hardened shaft. All my mom could do to pleasure her tormentor was to use her sultry lips. As she smelled his thick, potent and musky smell on his hardened membrane, her desires were on fire. Now, she was lusting to taste the palatable meat of a hunk holding her captive. Gradually, she opened her mouth and began to slide her tongue over his long and thick meat, lapping up his sticky and leaking juices with exquisite relish. The sensation of a pair of soft lips and tongue wrapping his cock shot electrifying sensations throughout my stepfather’s nervous system. As a result, he tensed and panted a little. He groaned in a low tone, and his grip on the back of my mom’s head became firmer and stiffer. Soon, Shalini, my mom like a pro tilted her head and licked up the entire length of his hardened membrane, from the base cock all the way to the head. When my mom saw her image in John’s lustful eyes, she couldn’t resist her eruptive horniness. While for John, it was a wonderful pride moment as he had a MILF and his secretary on her knees serving him. Without delay, my stepfather grabbed my mom in the back of her head and thrust deeper into her mouth. It was evident where he wanted her to be. Gradually, my mom opened her mouth and took him in, slowly and steadily, inch by inch, until he filled her completely right down to the base of her throat.
As loads and loads of saliva dribbled out of my mom’s mouth moistening her bra and spilling out on the floor, I couldn’t believe the sensation I was witnessing. For reasons unknown, I felt a twitch in my dick as my mom continued her oral services. And for a moment, I forgot what my stepfather had commanded me a few moments back.
“Didn’t I tell you something, boy?” Mr. Jon snickered again. His words rocked m
e to the real world as I was too mesmerized to watch my sexy mom slurping on his mammoth pole. I accepted his orders and moved on to the kitchen to grab a beer bottle for our tormentor. When I returned I found my mom pleasuring her man relentlessly. The atmosphere was so hot and erotic that my mom was sweating hard. So was my stepfather. I presented him to bottle and he grabbed it and emptied it half in a huge gulp.
My stepfather winked his eyes and told me to strip my mom out of her bra and panties. I was really shocked at his words. This was so humiliating. But I had no other options left. My heart pumped when his words resonated in my mouth. My hand trembled when I thought to undress my mom for a hunk. I knew what inevitable was going to happen.
Story 10: Full Sweat – Part 2
I looked at my mom and she also nodded her head. Perhaps, she was not thinking from her mind but from her cunt. My mom let her tongue slurp around the tip before bobbing her head once more on to my stepfather’s cock. Luckily, for my mom, her expertise in blowjobs hadn’t faded away and my stepfather was getting edgy right from the very beginning. Speaking of married pussies, hers was aching with a desperate urge, an overwhelming want. My stepfather was standing firm now, so my mom pulled one hand off his hips and moved it down to her pussy. Her fingers pushed the fine silken fabric of the panties aside and slid into the warm and moistened folds of her wet pussy. “So horny,” she thought, fingering herself with her middle finger. Her pussy drenched the rest of her fingers till her wrist, she was so wet.
But, my stepfather had other ideas in his head. He reached out for his cell phone and switched on the camera. Panic stuck both me and my mom. We both knew what he was going to do. He was going to take pictures of my mom slurping on his big white cock. As the light of the camera focused on my mom’s face, my cock twitched once again. Perhaps, my cock too sensed the erotic moment and it started to leak juices. I stood behind my mom in sheer horror as I watched her getting humiliated. Her sweaty body glistened under the focus of the mobile camera. She was looking like a perfect porn star acting in any porno. When I heard the snap of the mobile camera taking pictures of my mom slurping on my stepfather’s hardened and glistening cock, I gasped hard; my dick throbbed hard. That was so humiliating yet erotic. “What was he going to do with the pictures? Was he going to show them to his office staff? Was he going to upload them to the internet?” My mind was crowded with all sorts of illicit thoughts.