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HALLOWEEN IN HELL (Throwback)

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  HALLOWEEN IN HELL (Throwback) We were old enough, and that was all the excuse we needed. The moment my friends and I came of age, we dove head-first into the kinky-sex-underground that our home town thrived on. There were sex clubs, sex parties, car washes that may or may not involve blow jobs for the right donations, and so much more! And we had to admit, we only knew about all of this because of my Mom and Dad. Yeah. Apparently my parents were not only very into the scene, they were actually a very popular and active part of it. Now, I admit, at first that knowledge was horrifying. But, when I actually tried to be open minded, and start asking them questions, well… they started answering them. And Ho-Ly Shit! Those answers were hot! The whole town was just corner to corner nymphos, swingers, and horny people of every shape, size and perversion! And uh, you can imagine how well my friends and I took the news. As a group of horny and healthy teens, just recently old enough to par...
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A SECLUDED BEACH (One-Shot, Throwback)

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  A SECLUDED BEACH It was a lovely little moment. My Son and I had slipped away from my annoying husband, our needy friends, and the bustling crowds. Together, we had found an off the road, almost off the map spot of beach. In fact, we’d conspired to get there. To actually spend some time relaxing together. After all, this was supposed to be our vacation! Well… I say they, and us. But the truth was that my Son had planned the whole thing. He’d seen me stressing, and hatched a plot to get me hours of semi-alone time under the sun. Of course, I’d noticed him noticing me. He wasn’t used to seeing his Mom in teeny tiny bikini shorts, or little swim tops that barely held my, rather impressively large breasts in check. And, under the warm sun, with the sounds of the waves, and a delightful little breeze playing with my long red hair, I had to admit that I started to take his awkwardly sexual glances towards me as a compliment. In fact, I decided, he deserved a little reward for giving m...
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Video of Mommy

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  Video of Mommy Dad wanted a video of my Mom getting gangbanged. Or at the very least, having a train run on her. I mean, it would kind of half to be the second one, since, he sort of chickened out at the last minute and insisted that he didn’t want to know who was doing it. No faces. Or at least, no face on the video, except for my Mother’s.  Of course. I found out about all of this, because my Mom, who had been really open with me about her and Dad’s open relationship since I turned 18, actually came to me and asked for advice on how she could discreetly find a group of guys to fuck her, one after another.  And just, wow.  Yeah, how on Earth could a gorgeous, busty, charming woman convince a group of guys to have sex with her?  It was a real conundrum… In fairness though, I did a bad job of explaining it to her. When Mom asked, I tried to answer her as kindly as I could. I simply thought of the dumbest guys on Earth that I personally knew. My friends. Ages 18...
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My Favorite Sexy Photo

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  My Favorite Sexy Photo Growing up, I had an unusual problem. The problem was, my Mom was insanely hot. It would be one thing if she just had a great ass, or big tits, or long hair, or a great personality. But no, I had to have it so much worse than that. Because not only did my Mom have ALL of those traits, but, as if to make things so much worse, she was flirty. And I mean like, flirty as a way of life. She simply dripped with sensual energy.  Then, when I turned 18, things got a lot harder on me. It turned out that my Mom had been taking lovers, with Dad knowing, for years. They simply had a very open and loving marriage. Which, cool. Good for them. But for me? Well, now that I was 18, Mom felt like she no longer had to hide anything. So, she introduced me to her “Work Wife”.  Her Work Wife, was a hot, slutty, punk rock chick. Judy.   Judy was also a Married woman, and a Mother. But where Mom acted like a sensuous MILF, wise in the ways of driving men wild, J...
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GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD

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  GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD   I was having the most amazing dream! I was getting this incredible blowjob from a mystery woman that I’d met at a store of all places. It was incredible, like, better than any blowjob I’d ever gotten in my life. The dream was total heaven, and even when I realized it was a dream, and felt the call of the real world, I was doing everything I could to hold on to those thoughts and those sensations.  The image of it faded first, but I could swear that I could still feel that warm, wet throat coaxing pleasure out of me even as I started to open my eyes.  Then I opened my eyes…   And uh, the first words out my mouth were just, “Mom!?” Looking down, my very beautiful Mother was laying between my legs, her head bobbing up and down in my lap. At my outburst, Mom froze for a second, then she glanced up at me with, what I was now noticing were really stunning eyes. After a moment, she began to, ever so slowly, pull her mouth off of me. ...
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The Unnoticed Heels

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  The Unnoticed Heels   Strangely, the sentence, “Your Mom is in the men’s bathroom” wasn’t that unexpected. Partly because it wasn’t a “real” men’s room. I mean, it had working toilets, sinks, and stuff. But it existed, not as the legitimate bathroom where guests of the brothel were expected to pee, but rather, it was a play-room for guests to have their fantasy’s carried out.  So, since my Mom worked at the brothel, she was always waiting for me inside of, or just outside of one of its many, themed, playrooms. Although, the men’s bathroom was definitely one of the seedier rooms that she could have been in.  I tried not to think about it too much. My gorgeous, long haired, big titted Mother worked as a high priced escort on the weekends. In fact, she worked at what many considered to be one of the 3 most prestigious brothels in the world. And yet, even her car broke down from time to time. So, for the last week and a half, I had been picking her up “after work...
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