Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... since I can't get my own husband to fuck me anymore. I let my husband take my virginity over 13 years ago, when we first got married, and I have been faithful to him over all these years--up until now."

"So why are you wanting to be unfaithful to him now?" I asked Sofia.

"Because that son of a bitch is cheating on me. He's having an affair with his secretary at work. I'm sure of it.

"Pablo--that's his name--well, he doesn't know it, but one day I actually caught him kissing that blonde-headed bitch in his office. They both had their mouths wide-open, and they were using tongues for Christ's sake. And my husband was squeezing one of her God damn tits with his hand, and grabbing her ass with his other hand, while he was kissing her.

"If that's not cheating, I don't know what is. It hurts even more that his little office bitch is only in her early 20's, and I'm in my mid-30's now. The worst part is that I have to be nice to her whenever I see her, because she doesn't know that I know that she's fucking my husband behind my back."

"So why don't you confront your husband about his cheating?" I asked her.

"What good would that do? He's already traded me in for the latest model. He doesn't care about making love to me anymore. He's got his two God damn kids, and that's all he cares about."

"Are those kids that you had with him, or are they his from a previous marriage?" I asked.

"No, they're mine. My son, Richie, is 13 right now, and my daughter, Leana, is ...

... 8 years old. And I'm a stay-at-home mother. The only reason I was able to come over here to have sex with you this afternoon is that both of my kids are at school right now, and my husband is at work.

"But if we're going to do this, we need to get started, because I have to be back at my house before 4:00 PM, when the school bus drops my daughter off at the house."

"Looks to me like we've already gotten started," I remarked, gesturing towards Sofia's naked body.

And Mom jumped in with, "No, we haven't. Let me go get the shaving gear, and we'll get underway."

Mom ran into her private bathroom, located just off of her master bedroom, and grabbed some supplies. She brought them back to her bed where Sofia and I were both sitting.

"Sofia, spread this bath towel across the foot of the bed, and sit on top of it at the edge of the mattress, with your feet spread apart on the floor."

"Like this?" Sofia asked, after she had assumed the body position that she thought Mom had wanted her to assume.

"No, Sofia. Spread your feet as far apart from each other as you can get them."

Sofia spread her feet farther apart, and then asked Mom again, "Like this?"

"Yes, Sofia, just like that," Mom said in a patronizing tone-of-voice, as if she were talking to a young child.

And Sofia really was behaving very immaturely. She seemed incredibly embarrassed and very bashful.

I asked her, while I was staring at her hairy vulva, "Have you ever shown your pussy to any other ...