The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 5

... mother lapped slowly and softly at her daughter’s lovely red gash. At last she touched the upper part of it’s opening with her middle finger and drew away a thin line of gel-like dew that broke after a gap of no more than two inches. ‘I think my little baby is ready.’ She said, as though talking to a small child. Her tone changed when she turned to Gary. ‘Mr. Fowler, I would like a nice slow rhythm from you with a sudden, sustained jolt on the very last in-thrust. Is that within your capabilities?’

‘Aye, I guess Mrs. Barton.’ Gary was not thrilled to be patronised in this way, but the prospect of the welcoming, lubricated young tunnel of a youthful girl thrilled him more.

‘Don’t forget what happens if you revert to your old behaviour Mr. Fowler.’

He wasn’t likely to forget that and rolled over slowly on top of Rachel to begin the process of copulation.

‘Now, can you kneel between her legs Mr. Fowler, are you okay baby?’

‘Yes, Mummy, I am feeling tingly Mummy.’

‘That’s natural darling, I’m going to put these pillows beneath your bottom to lift you into a more comfortable level for his cock, mmm honey?’

‘Yes Mummy.’

Gary looked down to where Samantha was placing the soft bedding as Rachel crabbed her mid-section into the air. Eventually, his dick was pointing directly at the drooling cunt as it quivered tantalizingly. The mother pressed his bottom onward to encourage the union.

Rachel’s mouth was slightly open as his smooth, deep red exposed cock ...

... head began disappearing and, when wholly inside, the young girl’s eyes widened. Samantha continued her encouragement. ‘Relax poppet, let Mr. Fowler’s penis stretch you out a little.’

The young girl greeted his first two inches of entry with a soft little whine, followed by a lusty groan. ‘Oooo, nnnngg!’ another inch and Gary was given his next instruction.

‘Thrust hard now please Mr. Fowler.’ He did so and Rachel responded with a little squeak. ‘Very good honey; again please but a little firmer.’ The last request, directed at Gary, was complied with and the squeal was repeated. He saw no reason to relent and made these movements again and again as Rachel’s short high pitched noises began to grow in intensity. They reached a point where her mother felt she had to intervene.

‘Now, darling I want to talk to you okay? Please keep up the pace Mr. Fowler.’

‘Aye, aye…' repeated Gary, not altogether in control himself.

’Now, I want you to think of something special baby. We don’t want you to waste all of your lovely orgasmic energy too early do we?’

‘No… Mummy.’ Rachel screeched.

‘No, we need to be able to manipulate the gentleman. But, and this is very important, the gentleman mustn’t know this. He must think that he is in control. Hmm?’

‘I...remember… Mummy’!

‘Now, do you feel his wide soft glans rubbing up inside you? Pretend it is something really, really silly. Like a gummy bear or something like that.' Rachel scrunched her eyes as she let go her small ...