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Other Woman 2/3 (ffm)
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Subj: Other Woman(f/f/m) 2/3
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aren't you?" He nodded. That produced a long laugh from the older
woman, before she spun back around and sat upon the couch. "Come
here," patting the couch beside her, "sit with me."
Gord looked from the attractive white woman to his scared
looking mother who looked pitiful siting there with her hands over
her privates. The boy paused unsure of what to do, but his mother
didn't tell him to leave again. Perhaps she didn't mean it the
first time!
"Lynn show Gord you want him to stay. Let him see your
breasts!" The black woman did, unable to control her body. "You
see Gord its OK. Come here and sit with me."
Obediently the lad followed orders. But in reality he
really wanted too. As he walked the few feet to the large couch he
couldn't take his eyes off his mothers small pointy breasts and
hard nipple toping each. Amazed that she obviously didn't mind him
seeing her this way. If she did, why did she obey the pretty white
woman? Of course the boy understood what had been going on with
his mother and this stranger, but he had been confused at first.
And now that he had time to think about it, he was even more
confused.
Lynn watched the saleswoman wrap her arm around her sons
shoulders and fear ran through her body. She wished she could cry,
but again she couldn't control her body enough to let that emotion
out. The fact that her son stared wide-eyed at her bosoms was
testimony that she was beyond control. Gord barely even noticed
the pretty white woman sitting next to him, but only gazed in
excitement at his mother.
Time seemed to go very slowly the three of them were
silent before Cathy again ordered Lynn to move. This time to
spread her legs to let them see her "wet cunt". Then more silence
as Gord sat forward to look at his mothers spread crotch. Lynn lay
on her back, her legs spread, her eyes staring at the ceiling in
humilation, feeling every inch of her vagina being visibly
searched.
"She's very pretty isn't she Gord?"
The lad could only nod in a definite agreement. Too
taken in by the sight before him to even notice that Cathy had
pulled him right up against her naked body.
"Do you know what she was doing when you walked in on
us?" He didn't answer. "She was licking my cunt." For the first
time in several moments the lad turned away from his mother and
stared into the pretty eyes of the strangers. "Some girls like to
have sex with other girls, your mommy is one of them. Your not mad
at her are you?"
"No." He turned back to the spread black legs.
Again silence before Cathy spoke up, "Play with yourself
Lynn. Let your boy see how his mother masturbates!" Automatically
the athletic woman placed both hands upon her short black bush
before beginning to stimulate herself.
Lynn could feel her sexual moisture coat her fingers and
even slide down past her buttock to the carpet below her. She felt
her nipples turn into hard little points, and her body ripple in
anticipation of an orgasm. Unlike other orgasms, her mind was
totally aware of what was going on around her, while her body still
went through the paces. Of course she knew that she had an
audience but tried to forget it since she couldn't do anything
about it.
Cathy couldn't believe her luck! The bitch had a son,
and he had the timing to walk in on them. It was obvious the boy
was more interested in his moms ebony nudity than her own.
Excellent! She could even see the little bastards hard on
straining in his jeans. Watching his mom masturbate was probably
going to make him cum in his pants. Cathy wasn't sure what the
next moment held for the three of them but she was sure it was
going to be interesting! She could not have asked for a better
revenge.
Then she had an idea, "Lynn stop." The woman pulled her
hands from her sloppy cunt to place them at her sides. "Get on
your knees and crawl over here to Gord." It took several seconds
before the woman was on all fours before her son. Her pretty brown
eyes looking at her own hands, ashamed. "Your son has a hard-on
Lynn. Take it out and kiss it!" Cathy's voice was beginning to
shake with her own excitement fuelled by the power she had over in
this little room. In fact she even missed the flush of
embarresment on the boys face or his body tense.
With slow moments Lynn balanced herself on her knees and
spread her sons legs with her hands. That moment more than any
other she wished she could control some part of her body. Why was
she doing this? She prayed even as her hands unzipped his pants.
A hand fished into his zipper to finally pull out a rock hard cock.
It was large for the boys age, about five inches, and the head was
red with excitement. Lynn forgot everything for only a moment
while she proudly appraised her sons cock.
Gord tensed up, every muscle in his body froze. He saw
his mother pucker her lips as if she was about to kiss him before
he left for school. But this time, her head dropped to his hard
pecker to plant a firm kiss on the top of his private part. When
she pulled away, she left her hand grasping the base of his cock
still aiming it at her moist lips. He couldn't take his eyes off
his cock and her hand, then back to her lips. He knew about sex
but had never experienced it. Was this the way it is done?
Whispering in the boys ear, "Would you like her to kiss
your pee pee some more Gord?"
"Yes madame!"
"Did you hear that Lynn, your son wants you to suck his
cock!" Cathy bent forward and kissed the boys cheek. Out the
corner of her eye she saw the dark mane of hair descend to his lap.
Gord immediately gasped out for breath then tensed up his body yet
again. Then he began to rhymically pump his hips and cock upwards
into his mothers warm sucking mouth. Instinct must have caused him
to grab his moms head in both his small hands and pump with his
hips, because it came naturally to the lad.
Cathy watched for only a moment, realizing the boy would
not last very long. She got off the couch and knelt behind the
black woman. Pressing her sex mound against the raised bottom of
the kneeling woman, Cathy bent forward to place her lips next to
her ear.
"Your going to get a mouthful of your sons cum Lynn!"
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