Afternoon Delights - Sex Stories

Afternoon Delights

... this, you and Mum both naked, your cock in her mouth, you blow and she swallows it all down. Tell me what would you make of that?” He stepped closer, almost in through the door, and said, “Look okay, it was a one off, you can’t tell your dad.” I stepped backwards and said, “It’s not up to you to tell me who I can and can’t tell. And I know it was not a ‘One off.’ It could remain our little secret.” He walked through and closed the door behind him. The panicked look disappeared and an angry look took over as he said, “Okay little girl, let’s not beat around the bush, tell me what you want for your silence?” I tried to be coy. I lifted a finger to my lips and I said, “I don’t know.” He said, “By the way you look, I think you’ve got a good idea of what you want.” I walked up to him very close. I stroked the side of his face with a finger and said, “What sort of idea do you have to keep me quiet?” He grabbed my wrist and said, “Let’s not play games, little girl, I haven’t the time nor the patience.” I forcefully released my hand from his grip and said, “Don’t call me a little girl you mother fucker.” He came forward and grabbed my whole lower jaw by the chin and said, “If I’m a mother fucker then what does that make you… little girl?” I pulled my way out of his grip and said, “Fuck you, now I am going to tell Dad.” He looked really angry. His face reddened, eyes bulged out and he took a couple of steps back. I thought he was about to leave as he said, “Fuck me! How about I fuck ...

... you?” I thought, 'now we’re getting somewhere.' I said, “I bet you would like that wouldn’t you, to fuck a fit young woman. I bet it’s got your cock going.” I started to remove my skirt and dropped it to the floor. I removed my boob tube and threw it towards him. My firm young tits out for his hungry eyes, I walked forward and grabbed his crotch. He was not hard, but there was something there. I kissed him on the lips softly, moved back slightly, shook my tits and said, “How do these compare with my mum’s.” I still had a hold of his cock; life had definitely awakened down there. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “You twisted little whore, where do you want it?” His cock gained more and more stiffness; I kissed him again and said, “Mum’s bed.” He smiled and said, “See I told you, you’re a twisted little shit.” I squeezed his cock and stepped away and said, “You know the way, don’t you!” I ran up to Mum's room. He was not far behind. He had already kicked off his shoes downstairs and I helped him undress with great urgency when he got up. He unbuttoned and took his shirt off, while I undid his belt and unzipped him. His cock sprang up as I lowered his pants and boxers in one to the floor. I was sat exactly where Mum was. He kicked them to one side as I looked back up to his cock. And there it was, fucking, fucking hell. It was clean, no pubes. His whole shaft, it sort of glistened, very smooth and clean balls. Should complement my pussy very well. And thank you god he ...