Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

She was getting wild with his movements. He knew that the bitch was now in heat. He quickly unbuttoned her pant and tried opening but she didn't let him do it by putting her hand in between. He bit her nipples and she arched her back, he quickly removed her pants in this jerk till her knees. He caught hold of her panty and parted it sideways. He then rubbed her pussy lips and this made Shraddha Srinath go crazy. Shraddha Srinath was on the verge of orgasm, he left her nipples and put his mouth on her pussy lips. 




Vicky started licking Shraddha Srinath's juicy pussy which made Shraddha Srinath moan in ecstasy. He continued his work with his tongue and she released her cum with 3-4 jerks which made her pussy slippery with her own cum and Vicky was lapping in with his tongue. Shraddha Srinath hadn't come to her senses yet and was lying on the bed, breathing heavily and her hands were roaming in Vick's hair. She was pressing Vicky's face more into her pussy and Vicky was enjoying the taste of her juices.


He stood up and looked at Shraddha Srinath, Shraddha Srinath opened her eyes and looked into his eyes and this conversation took place -

Vicky: I love you.

Shraddha Srinath: hmm...

Vicky: Your pussy tastes really very gud.

Shraddha Srinath: *blushes*

Vicky: How are you feeling now?

Shraddha Srinath: (Never felt better)...

Vicky: (There's more to come..)

Shraddha SrinathNo please.. You know I am not that type of girl.)

Vicky: *While removing his shirt OK.. Can I sleep in your arms for a while?

Shraddha Srinath: (Come..)

*Shraddha Srinath hugged Vicky and both lay down in each other's arms*

Vicky took Shraddha Srinath's hand in his hands and kissed her hands and said I love you Shraddha Srinath. Shraddha Srinath also said that She loves him too.

Vicky kissed Shraddha Srinath's forehead, then her eyes her cheeks and then her lips.. soon they were sucking each other's lips and tongues. Vicky again got hold of Shraddha Srinath's soft boobs which were now a bit harder than before because of Shraddha Srinath's excitement, her nipples were also erect... This time Shraddha Srinath caught Vicky's hands and asked, "You love them?"



Vicky said Yes and started munching on them again. Shraddha Srinath was again on fire and was wet like anything. She wanted to stop it but was unable to do so. She gave in. Vicky now caught hold of her boobs and started pressing them harder. Shraddha Srinath was breathing heavily. She didn't realize when Vicky removed her Jeans and made her in Panties only. Vicky now went kissing belly and then her belly-button. He was licking her belly-button and she wanted him badly now. Vicky placed his palm on her Pussy and again started rubbing her clit and pussy lips. Shraddha Srinath was moaning now. Vicky tried to insert her finger inside but Shraddha Srinath was virgin, His finger stuck at the entry and Shraddha Srinath also got half-up with jerk.



She asked Vicky not to do anything with her pussy. Vicky said ok and again started kissing her. He kissed her like a pro and Shraddha Srinath lost control again. He was pressing her boobs. He removed his paint and underwear and was now standing near the bed with his tool erect and hard. Shraddha Srinath had her eyes closed. She didn't know that he was nude now. When Shraddha Srinath opened her eyes, he looked at her and said you are very beautiful.

Shraddha Srinath blushed with his compliment. She liked to be complimented about her beauty, she had ego about it.

Now Vicky got above her and started kissing her. He held her boobs and started pressing them. His penis was rubbing against Shraddha Srinath's inner-thighs. She was in heat as well. She didn't know what to do. She was in dilemma. It ended when Vicky suddenly pushed his tool into her wet-tiny-love-hole. She didn't expect it and gave a jerk but Vicky was too muscular to get away from.



He caught her and gave a slight jerk which made her tool go half inside her Vagina. Shraddha Srinath was in deep pain, she started crying, tears rolled off her eyes. Her pussy was torn, she was no longer Virgin. Vicky gave her no time and started kissing her and slowly making his TOOL go in-out of her pussy. It took a minute when Shraddha Srinath got normal again. And then Vicky gave another big stroke and was now completely inside her. Shraddha Srinath was scared and wanted to get away but Vicky gave her no space or time. She was crying loudly. She couldn't bear the pain. She was feeling guilty as well. She hadn't thought it would happen with her before her marriage as she believed in the Indian Ethics.

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Vicky was now stroking her pussy with his 8 incher Tool slowly. Shraddha Srinath became normal in a minute again. She could feel the burning in her pussy and the tool going in and out like a hot-steel-road. Shraddha Srinath was feeling strange now. She felt some kind of itch and she wanted to rub her pussy. She put her hand on her clit and started rubbing it softly. It was giving her pain but she was feeling itchy. Vicky understood her situation and put some of his saliva on her clit and rubbed it with his finger. It reduced her burn and itch. A minute later she was feeling good and had a mix of pain and excitement.




Vicky understood it with her facial expressions and increased his speed of strokes. Shraddha Srinath now started moaning and she started liking this act. She was now in some other world. She was enjoying his every stroke and every Kiss. He was constantly pressing her boobs and kissing her neck and earlobes. Shraddha Srinath wanted to kiss him on the lips; she wanted to lick his tongue.

She put her arms around her head and pulled him closer and locked his lips with hers. She was kissing him frantically. She wanted to eat him perhaps. Shraddha Srinath was nearing an orgasm. She clenched him tightly in her arms and jerked her body heavily. Her juices started flowing and Vicky was in ecstasy that he brought her to orgasm. Vicky stopped for a while and let Shraddha Srinath relax. After a few seconds Vicky again started stroking slowly and Shraddha Srinath had her eyes closed. Vicky asked Shraddha Srinath to open her eyes and see how he is making love to her. 



Shraddha Srinath opened her eyes and gave him a smile. He asked her how she is feeling and she responded positively. She said she is loving it. She wanted him to go faster now. She asked him if he had an orgasm yet? Vicky said no. And Shraddha Srinath could not believe that he is still going on. Shraddha Srinath knew about man reaching orgasm in maximum 5 minutes and this boy hasn't reached orgasm yet? She wondered.

Anyways, She was enjoying his strokes with a little bit of pain. Vicky asked Shraddha Srinath to turn into Doggy position which Shraddha Srinath denied because she was feeling pain. And so Vicky continued with his full speed in missionary position only. Now Vicky was nearing an orgasm and told Shraddha Srinath that he is coming. Shraddha Srinath came to senses and realized that he was not wearing any Condom. She was smart, she asked him to take his penis out, and he followed her command. Vicky went close to Shraddha Srinath's boobs and Shraddha Srinath caught his penis with her cute little hands. She had small palm and fingers and her skin of palm was very soft. She grabbed his penis and clutched in her palm, she then realized the size of his penis. She then started stroking furiously and soon Vicky came on her boobs.



They both were tired and laid on the bed.. Vicky tried hugging Shraddha Srinath but Shraddha Srinath refused as she was feeling pain in her back.

After a few minutes Vicky got up and went to use the bathroom. He cleaned himself and came out naked. Shraddha Srinath was half asleep. He woke her up and asked her if she wanted to go to bathroom. He then took Shraddha Srinath to the bathroom by supporting her because Shraddha Srinath could not walk properly.



After cleaning her pussy, Shraddha Srinath came out of the bathroom and laid on the bed by Vicky's side. Vicky kissed her and asked her how was it, Shraddha Srinath replied that It was good but she will never meet him again because she thought it was wrong and Vicky broke her trust by taking advantage. Vicky then laughed and took out his Mobile and showed her the video which he took when Shraddha Srinath was half asleep.



Shraddha Srinath was horrified and asked Vicky to delete this Video. Vicky then said don't worry and he will delete it when the right time comes, until then Shraddha Srinath will have to do whatever he wants. 






And this included them having sex many times, which Shraddha Srinath also started enjoying later...

THE-END

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[SidRamya]

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[Krishan202]

#Rakul preet singh

Rakul preet singh was a one and only daughter of her parents. They were very rich. and their Major source income was MBA colleges. at the time of childhood they had only 3 colleges. when she comes to teenage they had 2 universities. one in north and other one in South Indian. Her parent were strick from childhood when comes to Educations.  



 
Rakul preet singh was always to be into girl eductions only. she  went to a near by girls' boarding school, she never really was around boys much. After the +2 she joined in their own university and she was in co-education. Some how she attracted to girls. She can do whatever to get good grades. 



But she didn't how it change her life . she was blackmailed by her Professor, the horrible, fat, Professor Hari with his hairy body and his manboobs and his habit of staring at girls' tits. She don't know how She let it happen, really.She was such a little bitch, honestly. She thought She knew it all/ Thought She would walk in a slowly infront of them to teas their cocks.



Hari in his late fifties. He doesn't dress well. He makes dirty comments to female students  some time even harassment. She told Divyanka tripathi, her girlfriend, about it, and she said She should tease him till he rose to it then stamp him down, and so She did. Divyanka tripathi was also Professor in the University.  She was early thirties and looking gorgeous. Rakul made her bed Partner for good grades.



one evening she observed he was looking at her. She could see he was watching her tits. She was braless, deliberately, and wearing a thin T shirt, so She waited till She was sure his eyes were on them and then She deliberately popped her nipple out and tweaked it with her finger. her teat stood to attention like a small erect cock, and She saw his eyes widen, and She pushed it back in again. She held his eyes, just long enough so that he knew She was teasing him, then She just carried on. On the way out She said to her friend , who had been there with her, "God, it must be tough for a fat old man to have a cock." She knew he heard. The next time She passed him in the corridor She heard him say to the man with him, "there are some cock-teasing little bitches in this place." She thought She might tell someone and get him fired, but he wasn't worth it. 

she should have known better, but She was a naughty rich bitch, in truth. She didn't like men, so She put them down all the time. She remember a boy coming onto her in a pub once, and She let him do his whole chat up line and then She just said, "try wanking, you'd be better at it." 



After that She made a point of sneering at Hari when She saw him around and about. She was always with female friends and put her arm round their waists, play flirty, make it clear what She wanted. Once She saw him in the supermarket, buying vegetables, and She deliberately picked up the hugest banana She could find and smiled at him nastily as She stroked it thoughtfully. She could see he looked angry. She thought he deserved it. Anyway, her father had earning lot of money from the University. There was nothing Hari could do, the nasty pervert. He knew who was boss.

Rakul was cruel, and proud. In her defence, She was rich and spoiled and nineteen years old, tiny, but She have good round tits .she've been started licking girls' pussies and playing with their tits. And here at University She had found the best pussies and the best tits. Sometimes  she conduct pussy parties when we would just pleasure each other gently all night, listening to music, licking and lapping, stroking and fingering. The wonderful thing about being a real girl, not one in a porn novel, is you don't have to moan and scream and cry and beg all the time, you can just suck and gobble gently for hours.



She was having the time of her life. She looked good, She felt good, She had wonderful girlfriends, a gorgeous sex life with her beautiful girlfriend Divyanka who had learned to milk her lovely titties. She loved the milk, she'd suckle for hours. Sometimes She could read half a novel whilst Divyanka sucked me, then Rakul stir her pussy with one finger till Divyanka came in a great heave of orgasm. Sometimes Divyanka fucked Rakul with her fingers and Rakul tongue on Divyanka plump little clit. Rakul took Divyanka virginity with a huge dildo and She screamed with pain and pleasure. But Rakul still virgin except finger she never try any dildo.





Rakul was rich, charming, cleaver and sporty, and She was hot. She played netball, She ruled the University, She got top grades for every paper.... Life was pretty charmed. Do She sound vain? Oh She was.

It was the end of the last term of her first year when She got a message that She had to go and see Hari. He wanted to talk to me about her course work.

This wasn't so unusual, talking about course work, and She wasn't expecting a problem. It was late afternoon, a lovely sunny day. She was wearing a short silk dress, and enjoying knowing She had no knickers on. This was because She had just been to have her muff waxed and was feeling a little hot and horny down there, thinking of Divyanka waiting for me back at her digs with her lovely tongue. Divyanka knows how to tongue her clit. She can rough it and toy with it and stroke it till Rakul ready to howl at the moon like wolf, and then Divyanka suck Rakul with tiny bites in rhythmic holding on the edge until She beg her to finish . Rakul had been so hot in the wax salon that the woman had offered to use a vibrator on me, waxing does that sometimes, they go so intimate. Rakul fucked her with vibrator and  leave a tip as well. 
"Sit down, Rakul." He sounded haughty, off-hand. She was surprised. She thought She might tell her father She didn't like him, get him fired. 
her dress was, frankly, too short for that chair, and definitely too short for an appointment with Hari the lech, but She hoped it would be quick. She wriggled uncomfortably. She was worried he could see her thighs and panty . her pussy was hot and wet. She was thinking of the salon girl's tits, thinking of how she was sucked and fuckeb by Rakul.



She pressed her knees together and tried to ignore the heat in her pussy. She summoned her cold voice. "You wanted to see me?"

"Hmmmm," he smiled, his eyes half hooded. "I can already see you." He was staring straight at her crotch. She was astonished and furious with bad behavior. 

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"I don't think you should look at me like that," She said, in her most upper class tone. "My father pays your wages and, frankly, I'm above your pay-grade."


she thought it was a nice one-liner. She was preparing for the next one, to tell him he was fired, when he said, "call me Sir, you jumped-up little madam."

she swallowed. What was this? "Goodness me. Sorry Sir." She said it in her most sarcastic voice and She glared at him. He smiled and a yawning sort of nervousness started in her belly. It suddenly felt like She was the mouse and he was the cat. What was going on.

He scratched his groin, seemed to be...adjusting something down there. "Sorry," he said, but i have a huge dick, its' a little awkward sometimes when you bring those tits in here..."



Rakul mouth fell open. "what did you just say?"

"You heard, Miss Rakul."

"How dare you. my father will have you fired....."

"Aha..." He cut me off, played with his zip slightly, leered at me. "I expect he will, Rakul, if he ever finds out, but She don't think you'll be telling him. Not once I've fed off those hot boobs of yours...."

She stood up, angrily, "in your dreams, pervert." In a trice She pulled her top up, showed him her hot boobs. "Look at those, Professor, it's the nearest you'll ever get. I hope you enjoy your retirement....!"

She started to move towards the door, her face flushed and angry, trying to get two bouncy boobs back into her dress at the same time.... She felt excited and angry and proud of herself. Dirty bastard. I'd see to him for this. He didn't know who he was dealing....

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

The sudden shout startled her so much that She stopped, half turned to look at him. "nice show, little bint, but I'm afraid you are going to need to do something quite lot more dramatic than that or you will lose your place at this university." And he licked his lips, and dropped his gaze down her body. "You are facing a fail."



She was astonished. her hand went to her breasts as if to shield them from his gaze She was conscious of her  left nipple. It was sticking out, hard and hungry, dammit, it had made a little drip. She hoped he hadn't noticed. She used her coldest voice. It was a defence against little shits like him. her father had paid for her place. She didn't need him.

"I don't believe you. I was always get As. I'm the best in my year and you know it."

"Ah yes. Clever, rich and beautiful, everyone says. She guess it's just luck." She heard a dark edge in his voice. "So you would have had us believe." She felt suddenly nervous.

"you work hard for grades.."

"Lick all the right pussies do you?"

She gasped. She didn't know what to say. She pushed her thighs together. Little shit, how dared he?

she had straight As. It was impossible to fail at this point in the year. The marks add up. Daddy had had private tutors help me with every essay.

"My father..."

He smiled, and there was something behind about that smile. "You're pretty sure of yourself aren't you, you naughty little rich bitch?"

She was sure. At least, She had been. "I don't think you can..."

"But I'm pretty sure of myself too, Rakul. It's not the quality of the work that's an issue..."

she frowned. He was staring  at her panty now. She wondered whether to say something cutting, again, about his ugly fat cock or his dirty leching, but there was something wrong. 



He had something for her. 

'What is the issue, Sir?" She asked as politely as She could manage. She was thinking, her Dad will get you fired, you bastard.

"Come over here and take a look."

Puzzled, reluctant, She went over to his desk round to the back so She could see his computer screen. He moved over, turned his computer towards me, and her blonde hair swung down and brushed his face. He moved it aside and, as he did She saw the screen. Moving figures.Look like Porn.... 
Oh my fucking God.

Rakul was fucking Divyanka since She got to college. She's wonderful. Night after night we lie in her room, heads to pussies, licking each other's sweet little pussies, teasing and playing and gently caressing, bringing each other to wild lovely orgasms on our fingers and tongues. Every evening She suckle on her beautiful tits and she squeezes and twists mine. Every evening Rakul use her vibrator on Divyanka.





And now, here we were, playing out on video on his desktop. Rakul, on top, queening Divyanka, tits clamped and mask of lust face. As She stared he reached across and turned up the volume, and there Rakul was, calling her bitch, begging her to suck, riding her tongue as Divyanka orgasm shuddered through Her. And then as She lift her pussy from her face and move to go down on her she says, lazily, "I think that's an A star, Rakul."

"That's private. her private sex life. You've been spying on me Sir?" But her voice sounded weak. She hoped to God he didn't know who she was.

But of course he did.

He smiled, slowly. And that's when She realised he had her. "gathering evidence, Rakul dear. It's a matter of fairness, you see. You and your pussy and your lovely round tits are not being entirely fair. There needs to be a bit more... sharing around between professors. A bit more space for cocks and balls in that sweet little cunt of professor than Miss Divyanka seems to be so... enthusiastic about."

she felt the colour drain from her face.

The trouble is Divyanka was her maths professor, and She get really good marks in maths. She loved her pussy so much. Loves her hot tits, they're very special, I'm one of a kind. She gives me A-stars for everything. Divyanka finger fucks me after class. That doesn't mean She cheat....

"You're accusing me of cheating?"

"Divyanka is your professor. She will be fired for this, her career ruined but you... do you know how serious this is, Rakul? For your degree? Your career? Your future?"

"Sir, She really don't think you can infer from this that I....."

"Oh She can infer all She like, little bitch, I'm on the governance committee. Would you like to watch some more?"

He clicked a link and there She was again, licking and teasing Divyanka as she stood over me, pussy spread out. You could see She was gobbling and slobbering and fingering her and she was saying, "Oh yeah baby, if you make me cum I'll give you an A star..." and I'm grunting and nuzzling, and then she'd shuddering and cumming and She was fingering her, deep in her lovely cunt, as she rides her and tells her she was top of the class...

"But it's just sex talk..." She said desperately.



He reached up and took hold of the neckline of her dress. "I like sex talk too," he said. "Perhaps you could try a little on me?" And then he ripped her top open, so that her hot tits spilled out in front of him, leaving me half naked standing next to her desk and before She could move away he was squeezing her left nipple between his finger and thumb, milking it.

Immediately She started to squirt and he laughed nastily. "Well well, She thought so...lovely drinkies-poos for Master Hari...."

she pushed him hard away, "that's her dress.... get off her tits you creep." She went to pull the torn fabric back, face red...

"Leave them out, slut, i like you better with your tits hanging out.....you look more the horny little slut I've been enjoying on screen...."

"How dare you..." But She left them out. She was scared. She didn't want to get Divyanka in trouble. She stared at him. She was shaking. "What do you want, you filthy bastard?"



Slowly, and deliberately, his eyes never leaving mine, he unzipped his fly. From it, bouncing out, as if it had been fighting for air its whole life, sprang a long, fat, turgid cock. her eyes widened. It was ten inches, maybe eleven, thick as five or six fingers, as big as the dildo Divyanka had taken by her. It looked rearing and shiny and angry and hot.

"Oh I can see you like that don't you? i thought you would. Let's be very clear, Rakul. You're going to service my horny fat dick, right here, right now, you're going to suck it and ride it and fuck it and please it and beg for it if you don't want this to be the end of both of your careers. You're going to lick it and love it like a little posh whore. And if you're really lucky I'm going to fill your virgin pussy with cum whilst you ride me like the slut you really are. That's what you want, isn't it?" And be waggled his tongue at her.

Rakul took a step backwards. She had no idea what to do. She was kind of paralysed with shock and fear. She summoned up her last bit of fight. "How dare you? I'm going to tell someone about this..." her throat felt tight. her tits felt tight. She was scared now. "My father will have you fired."



"But you're not going to tell anyone are you, honey?," he said, smiling dirtily. "That's what makes it so delicious. On your knees, you naughty little bitch, and feed on your Master's fat cock..."

Rakul put her hand over her tits. He looked as though he meant it. His sneery fat lips were curved into a happy smile, his rather piggy eyes boring meanly into mine. She could smell his aftershave. Musky. His cock jerked and moved in his groin. She didn't want to look at it. She was furious and ashamed. her tits, like traitors, still ached from the wonderful sucking she had from Divyanka this morning. They were red and swollen.

He leaned towards her and put his mouth on her horny, leaky nipple, and sucked it hard. She shuddered and began to cry. "Rakul don't want to..." But She didn't pull away. She was afraid.



"Kneel down, and suck my hot fat cock you naughty little bitch. You and your airs and graces, you think you're too good for me? This is only the start of it. Look at my cock. Isn't it fantastic? Kneel and suck... here..." he rolled back his foreskin and his fat, mushroom-shaped, purplish glans eased out like some kind of monster. He was going to fuck me. She was going to suck him. No..... 

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"Get started, Miss Rakul. Work my dick nicely and show me how much you want me, I'm a busy man."


She shook her head. "she won't, She hate him, She don't want him"

"Hate away little bitch. You love disgusting, girls like you. Now suck me properly or I'll put this on social media.... Facebook, do you think, or Instagram? Oh why not both...should put the cat amongst the proverbial..."

Rakul was shaking inside. He was right. Divyanka would lose her job for fucking a student. I'd be out for cheating. She swallowed, trying to harden her resolve. She could get through this. It was only one cock.

But it was one monster fucking cock. It stood waiting, rearing, hungry for it, precum glistening on the end. She trembled and closed her eyes...

"Open your eyes bitch. You're going to please it, so you need to look at it..."

He stood suddenly, pushing back his desk chair, filling the space. His belly jutted out, the cock rearing below it... then he put his hands on her shoulders and with a strength She hadn't expected he forced her to knees. 



Now it was above her head, a proud monster, smelling of man, long, thick, hairy balls dangling....first time

She looked up at him, tears of anger and humiliation, looked at the monster cock, swollen and horny. "You're blackmailing me. i won't forget this."

"I know you won't. You'll be begging for it. Call it revenge of the working classes, posh bitch..." he took hold of her head. She fought and twisted, but he held her face steady. 

"Open your mouth for my cock, Rakul. This is it, the moment you've been dreaming of..."

"Oh no, oh please don't make me...."

"Too late for asking nicely, you haven't been nice have you? Go on, lick my lovely cockhead... that's right, put your tongue out. Oh yes, oh that's lovely... see, you can do it, there's a good girl..."

Slowly, reluctantly, shamed and humiliated She opened her lips and the fat cockhead pushed into her mouth. The feel and scent of it filled her. She opened and gobbled it in, and as She looked up at him.



"Oh stroke it there... nice, girl. Run your tongue there... that's right, tickle it where her foreskin pulls.....lick harder girl, lick me and feed off me.... Ahhhhh very nice. Yeeaaahhh you like that, don't you? Does that make your fat little teats swell? i can't wait to suck them...can't wait to see you begging me to feast on your clit as you drink me down.... Oh yeah, open wide and feed on her fat prick baby, suck it the way you want to... and look up... you're on camera..."

Tears ran down her cheeks. He was filming on his iPhone, laughing at me as She started to suckle and lick inexpertly on that huge swollen mushroom. It felt like velvet in her mouth, plump and solid. She had to do it. She had to. This ugly blackmailing bastard was making her. Rakul daddy paying his wages, she was being forced to suck his dick.

No. This wasn't happening. She pulled off. His cock reared, filling her vision. "You can't do this to me... there are laws against this...."

"Oh, there may be girl but this is a simple exchange of contracts, you want to keep your god name, i want a posh little whore for fat cock. You can pretend all you like, girl, but I know how much you want my cock, it's written all over you. I'll make a bargain with you. If you can bring me off in five minutes, and swallow every single drop of cum, I'll let you go. We'll call it quits."

"F...five minutes?" she never sucked a man. I'd kind of hoped twenty seconds would do it. She was terrified he would cum on me.

"Use your imagination, honey. Fucking, licking, sucking, rubbing, nice and smooth, nice and horny, beg and play and please my dick and you're a free woman...here, stopwatch has begun. Go on. Use your hands, use your tongue, take me in, swallow me down.... Time's ticking and you're on. That's it... yeaaah, stroke that shaft, slut. Oh you love that don't you?"



Humiliated, raw and furious She took her chance. Five minutes. She thought of Divyanka. He had both her boobs, one in each finger and thumb, and he was milking me. She shuddered in horror. Kneeling up She took her blackmailing tutor into her mouth, her throat, sliding right in, caressing his hairy balls She gagged....

'Oh no gagging girl. Swallow me right down... that's right. Oh yes. Down you go... oh very nice, oh lovely tits, oh She do like to see a rich bitch get her comeuppance. Oh lovely, She love to see your mouth on my, now play with me nicely. Oh you like that don't you..."

Somehow She did it, took him right down. She held onto his thighs, stroked his hairy balls and worked him down into her throat until the swollen purple length of him was right down, gripped in her gullet. And then She drew back a little and thrust him down there again. A few thrusts and She thought She had it, the gag reflex had gone... She moaned slightly. She sounded like a slut.

He was sniggering. "Oh, that's nice, good girl, yes, you really love that don't you? Posh little girls like you love it when they get to taste cock. That's right, Rakul, now come off there, lick the base, suck those balls -- that's it, gently, gently, one at a time, rim her arse with your finger..."
Desperately She obeyed, ashamed and humiliated, stroking his puckered arse, fondling and sucking his balls, running wet hands down the fat shaft that seemed to be getting thicker than ever. 

"Oh good girl, that's right, suck my cockhead, stroke my shaft. Ah, yeah that's nice, work baby...two minutes left....let's see if you can fuck me with that warm throat of yours....push your fingers into her arsehole, that's right, oh lovely, She love it when you stretch her ring....feed on that shaft, that's right, take it deep... oh you're a hot little bitch on heat I can't wait to fuck your tight wet cunt..."

Tears were streaming down her face, but She was doing it. She was on him, fully only him, feasting on his fat blackmailing cock, bastard that he was, desperate to finish him, sucking and rubbing and working his long shaft, stroking his velvet cockhead, teasing his slit, grunting and slobbering like a animal. Urgently She worked him, fucking him with her face. She was desperate for it to be over, fasting and gobbling, licking and sucking, milking and teasing and rubbing and rimming, playing and throating and stroking and beginning.

Lick.. gobble.. gobble.. suck.. "Tell me you love my cock, Rakul."



She didn't want to come off, She needed him to cum. "Grmph, grmph,' She said, pushing his lovely shaft in past her gag reflex...

Did She say lovely? She hated him. She was disgusted. She didn't mean it. It wasn't lovely. It was a fat, horny, swollen horrible luscious cock. Oh God, what was happening to me?

"Mouth off, slut. Play with me. Tell me how you love it. Tell me what you want me to do..."

Desperately She took her mouth off his cock, stroked and played with it as She sobbed/ "Master i love your dick. Oh Master fuck my face and fil me with your... your cum..."

"Oh I'm going to cum baby, you have no idea.....work on my cock, that's it, lick me nicely like a good girl, there you go, you love that don't you? Is that what you want? Do you like that? Oh he can feel his balls tightening, oh yes, oh that's good, lick that, lovely, suck and rub her little slave..."

"Oh Master, yes, please let me suck you... "

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 She worked him, and She suckled and rubbed and gobbled, She worshipped that fabulous cock, She made herself deep throat it again and again as She penetrated him deep and satisfying....but the five minutes was over too fast.


"Bad luck, baby. Time is up," he said, pulling away from hwe, his cock more swollen and purplish than ever, his fat stomach handing over me, his ball sacks dangling and wet where She had sucked on them, her saliva and his precum making him shiny and beautiful. No, not beautiful ugly. Ugly. She stared in fascination at the big veins on the side of his shaft.



"Please, i did my best, can i go now sir...? I'm begging you."

'What? You call that your best? She thought you were the best in the class,bitch. Rakul, best at everything. i don't think so...take my trousers off, bitch." 

Obediently, ashamed and red, She pulled his trousers off, his pants. The rigid cock reared at her, wet with her saliva. She was angry with herself for failing to bring him off. 

"Didn't manage that did you Rakul? Didn't get an A star? Strip for me, show me both your boobs...that's it, play with them for me..."

He moved across his desk, now, and sat on his sofa. He was wearing his T shirt but naked from the waist down,, legs splayed, fat cock rearing. Slowly, trying not to cry, She undressed, releasing her pert tits from her dress, pulling her panty off. Then She started to fondle her own tits, her eyes on his as She tweaked her nipples. Slowly She started to milk the right one till fluid started to come from it. She saw his face harden with lust.



"Oooh yes, I was looking forward to that."
She was like a rabbit in the headlights now. She didn't know what else to do. She stood in front of him, naked.

"What now sir?"

"Oh Rakul. Now you're going to come over here. I think I'm thirsty...."

Slowly, fearing that She knew what was in store for me, She walked towards him.

And now when he put his mouth on her left boob and started to work it, harder, rougher than Divyanka ever did, pulling and twisting and suckling and chewing and God it was lovely. As he suckled her boob he worked her milking and kneading it, and She felt the milk start to come, just a tiny bit, then faster, drawing and pumping out and She felt her orgasm starting as it always did. She couldn't orgasm with this blackmailing bastard. She arched and cried. "Oh God... oh God....stop, no...."



As he suckled his fingers parted her pussy lips and She felt him probing me, feeling her tight contractions as the suckling fired her pussy. "Are you a virgin?"

She shook her head, fighting her orgasm, clenching down on his fat questing fingers. "Yes sir, But Divyanka had only penetrated me once with the small vibrating dildo. She had really loved it, She had orgasmed deeper than ever before, but she had refused to do it again. Said it was antifeminine.



"Oh Good. She do like to put her cock into virgin territory. Let's get you properly fucked, Daddy's little rich girl. Let's see you stretched till your eyes are popping....

"Oh God. You're going to fuck me."

"No, slut. You're going to fuck me. You're gong to have to work for your lover's spunk, girl, like a proper tart. Stand over her lap.... That's it, girl, one leg each side, straddle me, spread your legs. We'll need to get that cock in properly....

Oh yes, you do look nice and ready. You're going to fuck me like a bitch on heat. Don't want anyone suspecting I made you do it..."



Shaking like a leaf She stood over him. His cock reared between them.

"You like this, don't you Rakul? You've wanted me since the first time you saw me?'

"OH God. Yes Master."

"And now you're going to ride my cock till I cum."

She blinked, "I... can't. I don't know how..."

"Yes you are, but first speak to the camera. Tell the camera you're going to ride my cock in return for better grades and you want my fat dick in you, that you'll ride me and please me until I'm done with you... and then, well.....Ride Master's cock, and if you cum in five minutes... well, you know the score... "

She wondered about running away, even then, but She couldn't. She did it. She spoke to the camera. "Oh Sir, oh Master, all I have ever wanted is to ride your fat cock. I have sucked you and pleasured you and now i want you filling me with your luscious cum. Please let me please you. If you give me better grades i will please you until you are done with me..."



He smiled, leaving the phone trained on me. 'That's nice. Now lower that tight pussy onto his knob. That's it, drop own onto it. Oh, lovely shaved muff. Oh, nice pussy lips, little bitch, that's right, do you like that? Do you feel her lovely cock waiting to fill you? Are you ready for the best cock you're ever had....?"

"Oh God..." my legs were shaking. They threatened to give way. If She wasn't careful She would fall onto him. Carefully, gingerly, She started to lower her tight shaved pussy towards his cock, preparing to impale her virgin pussy on that magnificent hard fat pole.

Not magnificent, blackmailing. Bastard.

Now her pussy was touching him. She felt the first contaction of her internal sheath warm and swollen, as his fat mushroom started parting her plump vagina lips, nestling there, pushing at her. She started to shake. She was going to be fucked.

"Oh, very nice. You like that don't you? You want that don't you?"

She gulped. 'No.... please don't make me do this."

"You want to pass your exams? And see your pussy-eating friend on your tits again? Grind your muff on her dick, slut..."



She thought of Divyanka. Desperate, scared and furious She started to move her slippery pussy over his cock, sliding and pushing gently, feeling it nosing into her, like a huge fat tongue, bulbous and slippery and hot and gorgerous....like "Oh Yes, Sir. Please fuck your slut sir."

"Yes Master."

"Yes Master. Master please fuck your slut."

"Let's try again then.... You want to fuck me over and over till you scream with pleasure."

He put a hand on each of her lovely tits and tweaked and twisted her fat teats expertly. 

Sensations fired through her like electricity. her back arched. She gasped. The cock felt like a fire in her cunt.

"You like that, Rakul?"

"... oh yes Master, I like that...." with crying voice

"Beg for it. Take my hot cock, Rakul, lower your virgin pussy onto it till it fills you and beg for more... beg to take me baby..."

She was doing it for Divyanka. "Oh God. Master, let me take you...Oh Master, oh Yes... Oh master I'm taking you, do you feel it, do you feel my tight pussy wrapping round your hot cock....?."

And as he put his mouth back to her boobs She lowered herself onto his huge rearing cock. Slowly the cockhead started to plunder the space between her pussy lips. She felt the cockhead start to spread her, start to open her......



"Oh master... Oh yes, God it's so big...my pussy is so tight, i want you to filing me...."

"Look at me as you fuck me, I'm your hot fucking master."

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My face went bright red. She didn't want to look at him. Trying not to cry again She met his eyes. He was sneering. "What can you feel in your soft warm juicy muff?"


"I can feel your cock, oh my hot fucking master, pushing at her soft warm juicy muff as i fuck you..." It was going in, further and further, deep inside.

"You like it? You like my cock there?"

She swallowed, "oh God yes Master." Oh God She loved it there. And She hated it, and him. She couldn't be loving this, yet She was. She had to hide it from him, had to just get through this.

"You feel nice and tight, slut, tight and wet, like a new whore. You've wanted this since you first saw me, haven't you?"

"Oh yes Master, oh yes...." Somewhere inside me She was afraid if She said it enough it would be true, was afraid She might make it true. She might be imprinted, like a duckling, on this fat ugly lecher and his hot fat dick....



"Shall i suck your boobs and drink your milks as you fuck me?'

"Oh Master, Oh God yes please suck my tits...."

'We'll see. your clock started a whole minute ago, bitch."

"Oh God," desperate, suddenly, to get through it, She plunged her near-virgin pussy slowly and deliciously down onto his huge erect member, and She started to fuck him. She felt her tissues parting, his cock swelling as it entered me. She felt every millimetre as the whole fat lusting length of him advanced into the depths of her virginity, filling me as She forced herself onto him, his eyes on mine the whole time. "Oh let me fuck you master, i want to fuck you, i want your cock in me, i want to make you cum.... Arghh..."

"Oh, you love that, don't you, you posh little bitch?"

"You bastard... oh God yes master..." She felt the whole length of him in her now,with single push. shemade loud moan. she was cryin in pain. her virgin tissues filled with his dick, her muscles throbbing, gripping it. She felt hhe tearing her two parts. She move slightly, adjusting herself and felt it stirring her, stretching her, playing deep inside. "Oh God oh God." She gripped him and arched her back, pushing her tits at him, "oh God suck my teats you dirty bastard. I'll do everything you want..."



He mouthed her left boob again, suckling it hard, and She felt her inner muscles contract suddenly, in a spasm, round his cock. He laughed. 'oh yes now we know what you like. You can have another five minutes, Rakul. From now. Fuck me like the whore that you long to be..."

"Thank you, Master, I will fuck like the whore "
And She lifted herself a little, as he mouthed her throbbing tits, and started to ride him her pain increasing.

Up and down She rode, gentle at first, rubbing his cock with her pussy, feeling it swell and strain as She gripped and slid, pushing and twisted. As She rode She arched her back and gripped him with her pussy. She needed to an orgasm, She had decided.  ride him convincingly, But She had to make it convincing..."

"Oh God..."

"You like your master's cock, Rakul?'

"Oh God yes..." She was pumping like a whore, her breath coming faster and faster as his delicious thick cock rubbed her raw virgin pussy, rasping and stretching and filling me, banging at her G spot....



"Look at me then. That's it baby, work me. If you're going to cum you'd better get on with it.... work that dick, her posh little totty..."

Oh God She worked him. She rode and rode, rubbing and thrusting and gripping and moaning, and somewhere in the middle of it all, as his mouth worked her boob and the hot, fat cock worked her pussy, She realised  God it was good. The cock, the humiliation, the forcing. She loved being a little humiliated bitch. She remembered the dildo and Divyanka, but this was so much better, so much more. She started to fuck him for real, now, lost and horny. 

"Oh God Master. Oh let me fuck you more. I want it, I want your cock, oh please take me and fuck me and play with me, let me serve you, let me fuck you and drink you and rub you and pleasure you like this again and again and again.....it's soooooo gooooood...'"



He was laughing at she as She rode him, lost in lust, "look at you, little whore... that's it baby, play with me, go on, play with me and ride me till you cum...'

She was sweating and gasping, riding and lusting. her pussy  was on fire, her pussy lips rubbed and aching, her cervix loving every bang. Oh God She rode and rode, and as She rode he laughed and swelled, and She built and built, and the feeling got bigger, until She great spasm built up in me and took me over and her orgasm swelling... and as She rode him She was seized by the most terrible lust, and She pushed her mouth against his and She tongued him as She came in wavs of glorious lust, probing every corner of his mouth as he filled me, shuddering and spasming and shivering until She ground to a halt. 

As She stopped he gripped her round the waist, forcing onto him, and She felt his fat belly wobbling and saw his eye roll as great shudders shook him and spurt after spurt of cum erupted from that huge swollen tool.



Horror and revulsion overcame me. What had She done? What had She promised? She took her mouth off his. His cock, still huge, stretched like a cat purring. She felt him vibrate it inside. She stared into his lazy, hooded eyes. He smiled.

'Eight minutes,' he said. 'Too slow. You'll have to keep trying. But we've lots of time now, haven't we, little slave? What was it you wanted?" 

Rakul gasped, "but it can't have been..."

"Oh time flies when you're enjoying yourself. You can get off my cock now..."



Gingerly She lifted herself off his fat knob. She was crying. "Can i go, please?..."

"nowwe try doggy style"he said, and She recognized the reference from the porn movies.

Tears flowing again She got down on all fours, and then he took her from behind, entering her hard and long , driving deep into her till her ovaries bounced in her stomach, and fucking her horny lusty muff like a dog fucks bitch, like an engine, riding her great, happy, driving fucks as his hands gripped her boobs and squeezed her. And She thrust back at him, aching and roaring, taking his cock as he took me, gripping his shaft with her tight, swollen pussy, arching and crying .


Oh God, how he fucked her. And all the time, She was ashamed to say, She begged for it. 

"you like that don't you? You love my cock don't you?'

"Oh Sir yes, oh fuck me harder, oh yeah, oh that's nice, She love the way his shaft her, oh God sir you're so big, so deep, I can feel you rubbing my tight sheath sir, I'm so full, you're stroking my Gspot... oh sir I love your cock in me, I'll do anything... do me, fuck me, let me service you for ever..."



By the time he swelled and surged and came She was with him, cumming again, humiliated and used but consumed by lust. She wanted his cock in her. She wanted his hands on her tits. She wanted his swollen knob filling her with his delicious cum. He didn't even have to order her to kneel before him and feast on him till he was clean of his juices and mine. She wanted to. She needed to. 

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She had me sign the contract then and there, and as She signed he tongue me, sucking and playing her clit, her lips, her horny muff so expertly that She almost forgot She like women too. She signed his slave contract, all of it, the spankings, the bondage, promising to serve and worship his beautiful dick for all that was to come, to ride him and suck him and be obedient with his friends, to know his as her master. She signed it as She rode his tongue, and after he had finished with me She knelt and worshiped his fabulous cock again, one more time. And this time, as She stroked and sucked and rubbed and begged, he honored her with his cum, and She felt it bursting into her throat like a volcano exploding as She teased his balls She cried in gratitude and begged for more.






She love it. She live for it. Nobody knows. Every time She go for a supervision now he uses her, teaches her more. But she was really good at grades.

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#Chitrangada Singh 


The boy was a typical teenager. Though in his last year of College, instead of worrying about what he would be doing next year in term of going to Higher studies or going out to work; ever since his hormones took over, most of the time, all he could think about was sex. In the last year, he had found that he was growing like a beanstalk and was rapidly approaching the six-foot mark. Though still thin, he was starting to fill out but not just his body. His cock had somehow turned from a small worm into a fat slug overnight. And that was when it was soft. Fully erect, it stuck out like some curved pole. He was quite proud that when he had a really big hard-on, his hand could just encompass its circumference. He also managed to measure its length once and found it just came over 9 inches. 


Lately he found that his sexual urges were getting more and more powerful. Not only did he have to wank first thing in the morning, he also started doing the same as soon as he got home from College and, of course, before he went to sleep at night. Not only that but he found that he was steadily taking longer to cum as his experience grew. More and more often, he risked being late for College and it was only his mum banging on the door to tell him to get up forced him out of bed, with an aching erection still waiting to be satisfied.

College had one major problem: it was an all boys' College. No girls at all. Nor did he know any girls of his age. Yes, there were women there but they were teachers. The chances of shagging one of them were practically nill (though there were a few he could easily have a go at).

As time went on, he got more obsessed. He finally got to a point where he was sizing up every female (girl or woman) he saw. No one was safe from his gaze. This eventually included his mother.



For the last few months, ever since his birthday, the boy had started taking notice of her. She was a statuesque woman who was in her early forties. Still reasonably attractive (though a little old for his tastes), he knew that she was not having any sex since his father had died 10 years ago and she had not been involved with anyone since.

However, he didn't become obsessed with her until that fateful day when he came home from College early. He had just slipped into the house when he saw his mother, stark naked apart from a towel wrapped around her head, coming out of the bathroom. That was when he found out what a sexy woman his mother was. Well-fleshed than fat. He watched how her big breasts swung heavily as she walked, her large but shapely arse swaying back and forth. 



Suddenly, the boy found that he had a pillar of granite inside his trousers like never before. Once in the sanctity of his bedroom, he had to wank himself three times before his erection died.

After that every time the boy saw her, he instantly got an erection and every time he masturbated, his mother was the woman he fantasised about. When she was not looking, he would lustily gaze at her, noting how her big breasts jutted against her dress or blouse. Since the weather was hot at the moment, she would often have a few buttons of her top undone and sometimes he would be lucky enough to get a flash of her heavily laden bra.



For as long as he could remember, him and his mother would spend a fortnight each year visiting his aunt and uncle, the aunt being his mother's best friend since childhood.

It was boiling hot on the first day of their visit, so his mother decided to go swimming at the local beach. The boy was only too happy to go with her, eager to see more of her body. As they came out of the water, he could not help but notice that his mother's wet swimming costume was clinging to her body. She wore an old-fashion one-piece suit and the soaked cotton material was moulded against her figure. He couldn't help but take in her big shapely breasts, the large nipples perky like fingertips. 



Below, between her thighs, a very prominent and bulging cunt mound was sculpted by the waterlogged costume, the very split of her quim visible as the material was tight against her crotch as if drawn in by suction. Immediately, images of his mother naked coming out of the bathroom that day came back to him as the boy stared at the female goodies displayed by his mother. To his embarrassment, he realised his mother had noticed him looking at her and that he had a hard-on which he was trying to hide. She looked away, clearly embarrassed herself.

Nothing was said and that evening, his mother, his aunt, his uncle and he all went out for a meal. After they had got back to the house, he decided to go straight to bed while the others stayed downstairs.



In bed, the boy felt a twinge in his loins as he remembered the incident on the beach. He had already shot off two loads of spunk into the air and his cock was started to get sore. But he still felt horny.

He had been tossing and turning in bed for about half an hour and when a light tap on his door and his mother peeped in. She wore a flowered dressing gown and her hair was unpinned to hang down over her shoulders. Immediately, he felt his penis starting to stir back into life. Sitting beside him on the bed, she asked what he was reading, how he was finding the holiday and other small talk. Her scent filled his nostrils and sent his head spinning, such the fairness of her face, sprinkled with attractive freckles, that her full soft lips seemed red as cherries. He could also smell the drink on her breath and seeing the slightly glazed look in her eyes, he realised that she was slightly drunk.



"Are you too old for your old mother to still kiss you goodnight?" she asked.

Well, she hadn't kissed him goodnight for several years and he eagerly lifted his head up for her to kiss him, his cock now a huge thick pillar throbbing painfully under the bed sheets.

The boy couldn't stop himself, as his mother went to kiss him on the cheek; he found his mouth on hers. He was surprised that she didn't pull away. Instead, the kiss lingered for a long moment, her lips soft and sweet. When he heard his mother mutter "Oh!", still making no attempt to move away from him, he found himself putting his arms around her; pushing his tongue to her lips and feeling her mouth slowly open, her body trembling. Their kissing continued, getting more and more passionate. The boy now on automatic, driven on by his huge throbbing hard-on, he slipped his hand inside her dressing gown and cupped and squeezed one of her big heavy breasts.



"Oh, honey," she moaned and he saw her glance at the tent in his sheets made by his rampant hard-on.

Suddenly she pulled away from him.

"Noooo! This is wrong!" she cried out.

"Mum?" the boy said, all bewildered. But his mother tore herself away and fled from his bedroom. He never felt so horny, so frustrated. Though still a virgin, he had kissed and fondled girls his own age, but his mother's kisses and the feel of her body was the best he had ever known. Now she had left him with a raging cockstand. It never felt so huge or hard. It was if his cock was made out of granite.

God! He wanted so much to fuck her, fuck her so badly. Even in his lust-driven mind, a small voice told him that it was wrong to do such a thing, that the chances were his mother would throw him out for daring such a thing. He could lose everything and what if his uncle and aunt heard? But he had wanted her for too long and his need to fuck his own mother overpowered everything else.

With his erection throbbing painfully, he got up out of a bed and tiptoed along to her room. Not wishing to risk announcing himself with a knock at the door, he went in to find her sitting before her dressing table brushing her long hair.

When she turned, her eyes were wide as she glanced at the tent raising from his groin. Her large breasts tits jutted out against her nightie.



"What are you doing here? You should be in bed."

Ignoring what she was saying, the sex-crazed teen moved across the room to where she was now standing.

"No, you mustn't. It's not right!" she protested as he took her in his arms. His body pressed into her yielding flesh and his upstanding prick pressed hard against her plump cunt.

"I'm your mother. Oh! This is so wrong ...(umph) " She gasped as he forced his mouth onto hers. The boy could feel her resolve weakening as he started rubbing his thick stiff shaft up and down against her cunt mound, which pressed back then began to push back meeting his thrusting.

He guided her across the room and lowered her over the bed, her legs dangling to the floor.

"Let him see you, I want to see you naked," he said, pleadingly, desperate to see her fully naked.

As he pulled at her nightie, he could feel that she actually raised her bottom and lifted her arms so that her lovely body was quickly revealed. Before him her big heavy breasts hung down and he buried his face between them, clasping each globe and sucking hard at the nipples.



She fell back so that her opened thighs were directly opposite his face. The cunt hair on her mound was a ginger bust, curling about a parted slit that pouted and showed the dew of aroused lubrication. The boy put his mouth to it and sucked the lips, his tongue piercing the warm wet recess.

His mother raised her knees, gripping his head and pushing her cunt against his face, muttering, murmuring and sighing, aroused beyond caring as the boy sucked and chewed on her cunt lips.

"(Oh God) this is so wrong," his mother moaned, "But it's been so long. Oh do it, honey. I want it so much. Do it, do it. Fuck me!"

The boy felt a shiver as he realised that his mother was actually asking him to have sex with her, and to use the word fuck. He'd never heard his mother even say damn before. He went between her legs and groaned as he felt her grip his stout shaft between thumb and forefinger, guiding it to her quim.



The sensations the boy felt as he slowly pushed his aching penis into his mother's vagina almost blew his mind. He could feel the rippled walls of her wet sheath slide tightly down his engorged erection as he slid inside. He couldn't believe it, he was finally fucking.

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The boy's mother groaned as if in great pleasure and moved her pelvis forward to receive his full length, feeling the knob enter her womb.


"(unnngh) Cherry! You feel enormous!" she gasped, making her son tremble even more.

Finally he had penetrated her up to his balls, her cunt channel was tight yet comfortable, moist and warm.



"Oh Mum, " the boy moaned, "This feels so good. I do love you. Tell me you love it up you."

"(oooh) Oh my God! I do, you naughty boy," his mother whispered back. "(oooooh) Oh it's so lovely, but terrible what we are doing! We mustn't, we shouldn't."

All the same, her legs locked behind his knees and her buttocks lifted from the bed in great heaves.

"Oh  Cherry! It feels so good! Oh my baby, you feel so good. So big and hard."

Getting more turned on by the minute, the boy started returning his mother's thrusts, first pulling halfway out of her hole before ramming his entire erection back into her up to the hilt.



"Oooh! I'm cumming, CUMMING! Push harder, baby. Shove it right up!"

Such was her frenzy, he felt she was going to buck him off her but clasped tight by her hands and legs. Unable to hold back, he thrust his thick erection into her up to the root and held himself there. He listened to his mother groan as the mouth of her cunt stretch impossibly around the base of the boy's huge shaft, and unable to hold back anymore, he started squirted his potent baby-making sperm into her cunt, her womb again and again.

Finally, with both of them gasping, they both rolled apart.

His mother pulled a sheet across her nakedness as if ashamed to let him see her breasts and vagina.




"Oh my God! What have we done?" she said terrified, "You must leave at once! What if we were heard?"

With the lust gone, the boy realised what he had done. With a sob, he ran out of her bedroom back to his own.

In the darkness, the boy just lay there in his bed. His mind was at war. A part of him was disgusted at what he had done. He had bangd his own mother. The other part enjoyed it. Not so much the actual banging but the fact he had finally fucked someone. His own mother in fact. Finally after what seemed like hours, exhaustion overcame him and he fell asleep

When he woke up the next morning, he remembered what happened the night before. He could not believe what he had done. He had fucked and came inside his own mother. The same mother who had looked after him all his life, especially after his father had died. How could he have done it? Sure he had fantasised about her but he was sure a lot of boys his age did that. Doing it in real-life was something altogether different. At first he blamed his mother. She did come into his room after all and allowed him to kiss and fondle her. But that was no excuse. She was his mother and he should respect her, not lust after her. Besides she had been drunk.



He lay there in bed thinking what had happened last night. He could not help but to picture her underneath him as he roughly fucked her. The feeling of her cunt wrapped tightly around his cock. The more he thought about it, the more aroused he became and the less guilty he felt. He suddenly realised that more anything, he wanted to fuck her again, despite the dangers, despite her protests.

Trembling with lust, he pulled back the bed covers, he quickly fished out his now aching erection and started to fondle it. As his passions mounted, he started to stroke himself harder and harder, reliving the moments when he was lustily fucking his parent. With a large groan, he came, shooting large spurts of white cum into the air.

As soon as he felt satiated, the guilt returned.

Getting washed and dressed, he went downstairs for breakfast and found his mother wasn't there. His aunt informed him his mother was a little under the weather. It was obvious that his mother could not face him after what he had done to her. Feeling ashamed, he decided to spend the morning down at the beach.

That afternoon, when his aunt and uncle were out for a local race meeting in Blackpool, he tapped at her bedroom door. The guilt was still there and he was also worried that he may have hurt her.

"Who is it?" A voice said softly on the other side of the door.

"It's me." The boy replied.

There was a pause and then she told him to come in.

She was lying in bed, her face wet with tears. On seeing him, she pulled herself up so that she was sitting upright. Immediately the boy's gaze fell onto his mother's breasts as they swelled out against the fabric of her nightdress. He groaned inwardly as he felt his prick lurch within his pants. Tearing his eyes of her boobs, he sat next to her on the bed.

She looked at him. "I am so sorry." She said and then she burst out crying again.

His lust forgotten, the boy took her in his arms.

"Why are you sorry?" he asked.

His mother suddenly stopped sniffling as she said: "It was so wrong we did last night, what I allowed us to do."

Hearing the angst in her voice, the boy pulled her head to his chest, his remorse suddenly overpowering his feelings of desire.

"It's not your fault. It's was mine. I r-r-bangd you." He said.

On hearing that, his mother pulled her head back and looked straight up at him.

"No! Don't ever say that!" she said with force, "You are young and could not help yourself. I have forgotten how lusty boys -- I mean young men your age can get." Then she added "BUT you never bangd me."



With a surprising show of strength, she pulled the boy's head against her bosom.

"Please, sweetheart. Please don't ever think that. It was my fault! I should have never have gone to your room."

"But Mum, "protested the boy, "If I didn't come to your bedroom after and..."

"No darling, "interrupted his mother, "You did not bang me." She pulled his head tighter to her chest. "It is not if I put up much of a fight."

They said nothing for a few moments. The boy felt his mother's large chest against his face. Images of her breasts naked appeared in his mind and he felt his arousal starting to overpower his feelings of guilt.

"Oh, Mum. I-I-I know I shouldn't say this." And then he paused.

His mother lifted his head up. "Yes, honey." She said, looking into his face with concern. She had stopped crying by now.

He looked at her. Cherry! She looked so good. So horny. So fuckable. Taking a deep breath he said: "It did feel so good. I-I-I never thought it would feel so good."

Seeing his mother's mouth in surprise, he quickly added "But if I hurt you in anyway..."

She looked at him for a few seconds before replying.

"Oh my God, No," she admitted, "You did not hurt me. Not at all. In fact..." she caught herself before she said anything further. His cock sprung to a full erection as he realised that his mother almost admitted that she had enjoyed last night.

She had enjoyed their fuck.



She then looked up at him. "But it was so wrong what we did."

"But it felt so good." The boy said again.

"But it was wrong. I am your mother and you are my son. We shouldn't do things like that -- no matter how good it feels." She said.

The boy's face was only inches away from his mother's. He studied his mother's lips. Cherry! He wanted to kiss her. He had to kiss her. That thought caused his stone-hard erection to throb even more painfully.

"Mum? Can I kiss you." He blurted out.

She looked at him and then offered her cheek.

"N-no." he stammered, "I want to kiss on the lips."

"What?", she said looking up at him in surprise.

"Please? Just this once." he pleaded.

"No. It is not right." Though to the boy's ears, his mother sounded hesitant. Ignoring her pleas, he gently kissed her mouth. She did not kiss him back. He pulled away.

"Honey. Don't" she gasped as he kissed her again.

"Honey.." a third kiss.

"No." a fourth but this time he felt her return his kiss.

The fifth and her kiss was stronger.

He had won. Groaning, he brought his mouth firmly onto hers. His tongue snaking inside her mouth to duel with her own. He heard her moan as he grabbed hold of one of her breasts through the nightdress.



Trembling with lust, the boy pulled away and started undoing his trousers.

"That's what you do to me." the boy said, showing his mother his large throbbing erection, causing her to gasp, "Let me put it in again like last night. Pllleeeassee! You know it's so nice."

In anticipation, he pulled off his shirt, noting how she kept staring at his stiff erection. This time, he had a bit of a tussle to get off her nightdress. He wasn't about to have it any other way and with kisses and pleas and endearments, he had her with the bedcovers pulled back, laid before him in all her glorious nudity. How he fondled and kissed her tits, inspected her cunt from close range, placing little kisses on the parted lips and inserting his tongue tip to lick her clitoris.

As he sucked her clitoris, the boy pushed one then two fingers into her now wet cunt. By now his mother was ardently responding to his caresses.



Suddenly, she got up, pushing the boy on to his back. Then quickly, almost desperately, she straddled him, positioning the opening to her vagina above the purple head of his hugely erect penis. In one swift movement, she impaled herself onto the prick of the boy, causing them both to cry out.

"Oh Cherry! (gasp), you feel so good." She moaned. Comfortably mounted, she started sliding her wet cunt up and down his huge hard shaft, moaning aloud, her full lips parted excitedly.



His mother began to slowly raise and lower her hips, sliding up and down his jutting rod. The boy placed one hand on her smooth ass, as he continued to play with her breasts with the other.

The boy loved the feel of her flexing rump muscles as she continued to fuck him slowly. Sometimes she would roll her hips from side to side, really screwing in a mild way, and sometimes she paused at the bottom to grind her pubic area against his. Up and down his mother's beautiful big ass moved, creating the most delightful friction as her cunt moved up and down his tingling cock.

Gradually the his mother began to speed up, grunting a little with each down stroke now, her belly smacking against his as she rammed his erection to the extreme depths of her vagina. Her gasps became louder and more insistent.



"Look (ummph) what you are (huff) making your mother do, " she panted, "look at (unggh) her fucking your huge penis! Cherry! (ooohhh!) You don't know how much (unnngh) I wanted us to do this. (hummph) Oh the times (oh god) I would lay in bed at home, knowing (oooohhhhh) that you were only in the next room, wanking your (gasp) huge boner! Wishing that every huge inch of your hard cock was (unngh) buried up my cunt! All the times (oh god) I would see your cum (huff) stains (ooohhh) on the sheets, wishing that (uuunnnghhhh) that cum had been in my belly!"

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All this talk from his mother was making the boy want to cum.


"And when you made (uuunggghhh) love to me last night. I couldn't (ooohh) believe it." She gasped.

"I (ungh) couldn't help it, Mum. After that kiss (grunt) last night. I do love you."

His mother smiled, her face flushed. "Oh I know, honey. I (unnnghn) love you toooooooooooooooh!"

At that moment, his mother suddenly stiffened. She was fully impaled on his erection, her groin straining against his. "Oh oh my God! I am going to oooooooooooohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The lad just lay there, not moving as he watched his mother started to shiver. Her face screwed up and she let out a long drawn out groan. He realised that she was cumming.



At the same time, he felt something tighten around his erection causing him to gasp. She was squeezing him with her cunt. Slowly the shaking stopped and she looked down at the boy, a smile illuminated her face.

"Oh darling. That was so good. Oh I do love you. You are such a good boy."

"Did you like it?" gasped the boy, trying to keep his passions in check for the moment.

"Oh did I", she moaned her face growing serious, "Did I ever."

Then after a pause, she said "You are still hard."

"That's (arrh) because I haven't (oooh) c-cum yet." He gasped as he felt his mother started to again squeeze his cock with her cunt muscles.

"Oh you haven't have you?" she asked with a mischievous look in her eye, as she slowly started to move her hips up and down, slowly moving her cunt up and down on her son's cock.



"Cherry!", he groaned, "y-yyyeah".

The boy could not believe the change that had come over her. No longer was she hesitant or unsure. Now seated on top of him was a wanton female who wanted to give sexual gratification to them both.

"Well, we can't have that can we." And she started to move a little faster, squeezing him a lot harder.

"Oh fuck! (unnngh)", moaned the boy, "This feels so good! You are so wet and tight! (unnngh) I wanted to fuck you so much too!"

"I know", she whispered, her eyes staring into the lad's. "And you have got your wish."

"(oooohhhh)" gasped the boy.

"But now I want something." She said.

"Y-yes? (oooh)" the boy gasped as she squeezed his cock even harder.

Taking one of his hands of her hips, his mother placed on the lower part of her stomach. "I want this filled."

"Eh?" the boy moaned, not understanding.

"I want what ever in these", his mother reached behind her and grasped his balls, "to be ejected into here" pointing at her belly. The boy felt her sink down on him, taking every single inch of his hard-on into her cunt, her womb.



"I want you to cum in me." His mother gasped, as she started to squeeze his cock with her cunt in earnest. At the same time, he felt his mother's hand started to gently squeeze his testicles.

"Oh shit!", he gasped, "this feels so good."

"Yes, honey. I can feel you getting even stiffer. You are ready, aren't you? Ready to cum in me. Ready to unload your huge balls. To fill me with your rich potent sperm."

The boy groaned out loudly. His mother's words were enough to make him want to cum. Moaning constantly, feeling his mother's tight wet sheath tightening around his aching erection.

"I-I-I'm going to cum." he moaned, twisting his head, his eyes closed.

"Yes, darling, but look at me. I want to you to look into my eyes as you cum."



He felt her hands cup his head, turning it to face upwards. He opened his eyes and found himself looking straight into his mothers' face.

"That's it. My baby, shoot your hot thick potent cum in me. See if you can make me pregnant."

That did it. Hearing those words, the boy's body stiffened. He pushed his groin as hard as he could against his mother's and felt his balls tighten.

"Oh I do love you, Mum!"

Holding on to her as hard as he could, he felt his spunk starting to ride up his stalk of an erection. Using his muscles, he tried to keep the flow back but it was no use. With a loud cry, he felt his sperm literally erupt from the head of his cock, straight into his mother's womb.

"Oooh! My darling. I can feel it. I can feel you cumming inside me." His mother moaned, as she gently but firmly massaged his ejaculating cock with her cunt muscles.

The boy felt his mother's soft hand on his brow as he again and again ejaculated inside her. He felt his mother nurse him as he finally finished cumming.

Panting, his mother leant back, her arms holding her up. They were still linked at their loins and the boy noticed that he was still semi-hard.

"Did you really enjoy it?" she asked him.



"Boy! Did I! It was even better than last night." he replied. Then after a pause, "Did you?"

"Oh God! You bet I did!" she replied.

The two of them stayed in that position with him laying on his back with his mother comfortably mounted on him, his semi-erection held firmly in her vagina.

"Do you want me to get off?" his mother asked.

"No. You feel great." He said, "especially your erm vagina over my penis."

"You naughty boy!", she giggled. "I still can't believe we have just done this."

"And we did it last night as well. " the boy boasted.

"Yes," she sighed, "we did didn't we."

This was a long pause.

"Mum?"

"Yes, darling?"

"Did you mean what you said just now" he asked, referring to what his mother said whilst in the throes of passion. "Always wanting to erm have sex with me".



His mother looked embarrassed, "Erm.. I didn't realise it at the time but yes I suppose I did." she said quietly.

"Why?" asked the lad.

Her dark brown eyes fixed on his.

"I think it was because you looked so much like your father."

"Oh!" said the boy, disappointed.

Sensing her boy's disappointment, she continued. "That was what got me to notice you. But then I saw how much better built you were compared to him. Even though you are still a teenager"

The boy gave a slight smile.

"But when you made love to me last night, I couldn't get over how well endowed you were, so much bigger than your father - God rest his soul!".

The boy felt his cock twitch as it started to get stiffer within her vagina. His mother noticed it.

"(oooh) You randy bugger. I see that you have not finished with me yet. You are going to wear your old mother out at this rate."

"I can't help it. You turn me on so much." He hungrily eyed his mother's heavy breasts, "a-and your breasts, your tits are so big (oooh!)"



The boy groaned as he felt his mother's cunt tighten around as his erection slowly became larger and stronger.

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"Your ermm penis was so big and hard, I thought it was going to rip me apart. Cherry, darling, no-one has ever made love to me with so much power as you have done." She lent forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.


"Now it's your turn." His mother said, tracing a finger down his chest. "You said that you had wanted to make love to me as well."

"Yes." Gasped the lad as he looked at his mother's full pouting lips, her large breasts hanging invitingly in front of him. He started to move under her.

"Cherry! You ARE getting stiff again. How long have you wanted to make love to me?" she asked, as she again started to squeeze her boy's growing erection again and again with her cunt.

"I always thought (gasp) you were sexy but when I saw you naked (gasp) that time did I really want you".

His mother was surprised. "Naked? (ooh) When did you see me naked?". She slowly started to raise her body up and down.



"The other week, when (gasp) you just had a bath." The boy groaned, his hands grabbing her hips and he slowly started to thrust under her.

His mother chuckled. "You know, I didn't even (gasp) know you were in the house."

His erection back at full strength, he started to thrust against his mother even harder. "Oh Mum, you were so beautiful. I could see your big boobs and lovely arse. I was so turned on, I had to go to my room and (gasp) w-wank myself three times."

His mother was now moving up and down at a more rapid pace as her excitement mounted. "Y-you had to (unngh) play with yourself three times (uungh) because you saw me naked? Oh you poor baby!"



"Yeah!", he replied as he started to put more power into his thrusts, meeting his mother's lunges halfway before she pushed him back into the bed. "Cherry! (unngh) I wanted you so much. I almost rubbed myself raw."

"And what were (gasp) you thinking (uungh) about?" she huffed.

"You" he moaned.

"What about (ungh) me?" she moaned back.

They both hear the wet slapping of their bodies as they thrusted against each other.

The boy gasped. "That I wished I (unngh) could have gone up behind you...."

"And?" panted his mother.

"and grabbed your lovely tits and bum (Cherry)"

"(oooh) and?".

"That (ungh) that I....I could have fucked you!"

"Oh!" In her mind's eye, she could see her son stripping off and approach her with his huge erection and that within minutes, he had her on her hands and knees in the middle of the hall, with his hard cock shoved up her from behind.



"Ohhh! Darling. I --I-I wished you had!" She gasped as their thrusts got more and more rampant.

"Oh Cherry, baby.", she continued, "If we keep (ungh) this up, I (ungh) think we should (oooh) go home. I (ooofff) don't want your aunt and uncle finding out about this."

"But (ungh) won't they become sus-suspicious?" The boy moaned.



"They will (gasp) if w-we stay here." She gasped as she felt her son grab hold of her swinging boobs. "W-w-we'll just say (groan) I don't f-feel very well and have (oooh) go home early and t-that my b-baby (Cherry) will look after me (unnnnghh)"

"Cherry! I will definitely look after you. I do love you!" The boy groaned as he imagined them buck-naked in his mother's bed, fucking away. The same bed that he was conceived.

"I love you too (uuumph)"

Grabbing hold of the back of her head, he brought his mother's face down onto his, their mouths coming together hard. Their tongues entwining as he pulled her tight against his body. Thrusting his throbbing shaft to the hilt of his mother's wet cunt, the boy then rolled them over so that she want on her back with him on top. The mother then brought her legs up around his back, while her arms encircled his neck as she proceeded to hang on for dear live as her son started thrusting her against as hard as possible. The boy did not care how long he lasted, all he wanted to do was empty his replenished balls of his rich fertile spunk into his mother's boobs.






For a little while after that, all you could hear from coming from inside the bedroom, were the sounds of gasps, moans and groans mixed in with terms of endearments accompanied by squeaking bedsprings (along with the headboard banging against the wall) which were getting louder and louder as the activity got more and more frantic.



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