by D STEP
“When did you start seeing her,” suddenly her tone was now low.
“A couple of months ago.”
“Are you still seeing her?” she asked curiously.
“No.”
“I don’t believe you. Why don’t you be honest with me?”
“I told you because I love you. Let’s do this, when she calls me, I’ll let you know so we can stop her.” This idea sounded so good to her since she wanted revenge and also to make her mother stop her indiscretion. She agreed to this plan.
CHAPTER TWO
Rebecca loved her lakeside lodge for her sex escapades. She roamed in the living room with her red lingerie on as she sipped a glass of white wine. She had called Luther to meet her there. This was their love nest. She paced up and down in the room as she waited. She couldn’t handle the fact that Luther had dumped her for Connie, she had to make it up to him. She wanted him back and would do anything to keep him.
She saw the lights of a car pull up at the parking lot. She knew Luther would never disappoint her. She had lied to him that she wanted to say goodbye because she was leaving for good and will never get between him and Connie. She was sexy and beautiful at forty-four and knew her charms will work on him. No man has ever rejected her. Being a successful actress, she had fans younger than her age that would do anything to get her in bed.
She peeped outside and saw Luther on the phone. He looked serious. He’s probably on the phone with my daughter, she thought. The door opened and Luther walked in. she licked her red lips at the sight of him.
“You said you were leaving, I don’t think you are leaving dressed that way?” he asked.
“Don’t worry I said that to make you come and see me.” She moved closer to him. She ran her finger on his chest as she kissed him gently on the lips. He felt uneasy like he didn’t know her.
“Why the sudden change of heart?” she asked curiously.
“I’m not here to play your little games; can you tell me why you called me?”
“The usual my love, I’ve missed you.” She started to unhook her bra but the door opened. It was Connie. She was shocked to see her daughter standing there.
“How dare you call my daughter?”
“I’m the one who should ask questions mother,” Connie interjected.
She moved closer and slapped Rebecca hard on the face. She wiped what appeared to be blood and slapped her back. Luther stood there without knowing what to do. They both wrestled to the kitchen and Luther followed them. When he reached there, Rebecca was holding a knife. He got between them but Connie was fast enough to approach her mother. They both wrestled for the knife and as Luther was trying to separate them, they both let go of the knife and it stabbed him in the chest.
“What have you done?” Connie asked. She was shaking and mad she was going to lose the love of her life. She held Luther by the head. “Hold on Babe, just hang in there, I still need you.”
“I didn’t do anything it was you who stabbed him to death.” Rebecca covered her mouth with her hand.
“Go call the paramedics.” She yelled. Rebecca stormed out of the kitchen. Her world was spinning around; she was confused and didn’t know where the phone was.
Luther looked at Connie as he closed his eyes and mumbled a few words. “I love you Connie.” He closed his eyes and stopped breathing instantly. Connie sobbed slowly. She had to think fast, the police would be arriving any time soon.
She took her handkerchief and wiped the knife clean as she rested his head on the floor.
CHAPTER THREE
The sound of the siren made them both afraid. The silence between them was awkward. Connie hated her mother for getting involved with her boyfriend, now Luther was dead and she had no one else. All she wanted was to get this over with. She juggled between telling the cops the truth that it was an accident or to lie her way out. She was young and still had a life ahead of her.
The paramedics pulled over, it was too late. Luther was already dead. Connie cried as she saw the police car stopped next to the ambulance. She ran and hugged the officer who was coming out of the car.
“Miss, we have to check the crime scene first.” The officer said as he stopped her in her tracks. Three officers went in the house and two others went to the ambulance.
“Anything you might have seen or noticed about the victim?” the officer asked one of the paramedics.
“He was stabbed to death,” he handed him the bag which contained the knife.
“We will need to run some prints on the knife. The officers went to the house to see the scene. Everything was scattered all over the kitchen. Connie and her mother were outside waiting to be interrogated.
“Connie my darling, you know what happened was an accident and we are both to blame for it.” Rebecca said.
“I don’t know what happened.” Connie answered
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know what happened, that’s all.”
“You know both our prints are on that knife.”
“How sure are you mine’s on the knife?” she looked away.
“You planned all this thing to get back at me, you planned to meet Luther her, didn’t you?”
“Yes mum and it worked out so fine except for the death part that was not supposed to happen.”
“You will pay for this.” She swore. The policemen approached them. Rebecca was shaking, how could she be so stupid to trust her daughter.
“Ladies, let’s go to the station to take your statement.
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The police interrogated them individually. Rebecca was all shaken up after finding out what her daughter was up to. She had already called the family lawyer but it was hard for her to get away with this. Her prints were all over the knife and this guy was her daughter’s boyfriend. She tried to sink it all in.
Connie smiled at her mother as she got in one of the police cars. She was shocked to know she was already leaving like nothing happened.
“Why is my daughter leaving?” she asked one of the officers.
“She’s free to go home Ma’am.”
“That means I’m also free to go.”
“No, you’ll be detained here for some time until everything is cleared.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your daughter gave her statement of what happened. She was the only witness to the crime. We are only waiting for the lab results, and then we’ll free you if we don’t find anything on the knife.”
She cupped her hands on her face and cursed her daughter silently. The press van arrived outside the police station just after Connie left. This was a very nice scoop for the media.
I’m doomed. She said to herself. I’ve lost everything, my career, life and all thanks to my daughter. The media crew peeped through the window while taking photos of her. She tried to hide her face. All was lost for nothing.
TOO BIG
STRETCHED Me So Deep
FILLED Inside Me So Hard
SQUIRTING Non-stop
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HE’S TOO BIG, TOO THICK, PERFECT
Once I had fantasized about fucking my bedpost. My bedposts are slender polished rods, made of wood and have a smooth sphere shaping ball at the head and three ball shapes under them. I had bought the XXL magnum condom to try and sit on it but I knew my hole wasn’t ready for such deep stretching.
Stretching my pussy has always been a fantasy of mine. Just thinking about the feel of being stretched by a fourteen inches long and thick black rubber dildo with real life-like veins raised and ripping down the side makes my pussy cream. What I didn’t know was a real life big cock rammed in deep into my pussy until my hole was suffocating would make me squirt. And squirt so fucking hard. As the warm squirt leaked out my pussy and spilled splashingly on the bathroom floor, my knees got weak and trembling and my body kept declining towards the tile the more I shook even though I was fighting to stand. As soon as I got my feet together with enough energy to stand but thighs still slightly trembling, I stood and quickly spun around to face him, rest my palm on his skull and forced his matured face down, stuffed my trickling of my squirty pussy in his face, in his mouth, let him lick out the remainder of my squirt out the warm canal of my yawping pussy with his tongue.
This was new and I was letting loose. I had never had a huge cock in me before. My boyfriend, Michayle was about seven inches and he was my only lover ever. I was worrying about being stretched by a cock or by a toy bigger than his cock was and he would notice the physical change in my pussy and consider it loose.
I personally didn’t mind having a loose pussy, as a matter of fact I wanted it loose so I could shove and stretch it with the bedpost, with huge cocks, with monster dildos. He had no idea how kinky I was because he didn’t seem much into the kink, so of course when I saw his unenthused and disgusted reaction to certain kinky stuff, I shut down on him and didn’t venture into telling him how far kinkier I was.
Well as far as it went for kink, he only knew what I had confessed to him. I confessed that I would love to try sucking on a girl’s breast and fucking her hard with a dildo. Maybe a strapon with a huge bulby head, or a black face dildo the leather straps harnessed around my mouth and face, it didn’t matter how. I just really wanted to experience fucking a woman even for once. And that was as much as he knew about me being kinky. The tip of the iceberg.
I had already creamed a bucket-full just from this man’s slow stretching penetration into me from behind, doggystyle. Just from the heavy meaty feel of him painting his huge smooth cock-head up and down my slit, teasing me before he put it in made me creamed so hard that the juices trickled to the outer portions of my pussy-cheeks, matting the light and soft re-growth of my brunette pubic hair in sticky white, creaming both cheeks almost totally in white honey. He sunk the head of his cock in, he held it in still without moving, let his cock pulsed inside me. I felt it jumped and then he pulled out. Not fast. He pulled out slowly and carefully, using the shiny top of his cockhead to shovel out some of my juice on top of it, held his cock at the root and said,
“Look at this.”
I spun around and looked at his cock. He had a splatter of my creamy pussy juice under the opened-umbrella rim of his cockhead and all over the head of his cock close to his cockhole. His cockhole seemed to be opened up wider than it should be. I didn’t know if it had to do with how horny he was or how big his cock was but his cockhole was big too.
He too was looking down looking at my cream on top of his glistening slick head and he grabbed the root of his cock and slapped it on my swollen clit. Slapped my clit with the underside of his cockhead once. It stinged the peak of my clit and the stinging burn swelled from the peak down the clit. My pussy began to melt with sweet sensation. My clit hardened and twitched and jumped. It felt like he had allowed all the meaty weight to drop on top of it with his slap. Such a heavy meaty drop on my stiff clit. He slapped it there again, harder, the slap wet and sticky and stimulated me to do only one thing. Drip more cream down between my folds.
He cock-slapped my pussy again with his heavy cock right in the middle of my sappy pussy hole, slapped it again, again and again without giving it a break, cockslapping the mouth of my pussy and right after he slapped it in me, he slapped on my clit with his thick hand, a firm hand, fingers together, then raised his hand as if it was a belt about to spank and slapped in the middle of my pussy again, fingers spread apart. My hole was so wet one of thick finger slipped in. He quickly spun it around. I felt the twist and turn of his bulky finger against my drenched walls. He hooked it against my g-spot and held on it firm with tension and pressure on it. It felt like I wanted to piss or squirt. The tension, the feel, the press he made was perfect. My thighs wobbled as I fight the squirt from coming I wanted the friction right there. I began to rotate my hips on his thick finger and he pulled it out.
“Oh fuck!” I gasped, “Put it back in.”
I wanted it back there grabbing on to my g-spot. My hole was empty. It didn’t want an empty feel. I wanted my pussy crammed and fucked hard and deep and good.
He pressed his fat warm cock hard on my pussy, wiped it across slow and smooth, his cock slippery from my wetness as he wined his waist and wiped his cock across my pussy and under it at the same time. I wanted to scream from the pleasure shredding my body. I wanted all of it inside my hole, want it fucking the white honey out of me, now.
He swiftly dipped down his head over to my breast with his mouth fully stretched wide open to greedily devour my entire breast into the back of his warm mouth but stopped over it. He stopped really close, only a tongue flick away from my nipple. My breast swelled upward to his mouth as I sucked in and inhaled deeply anticipating his wet tongue. His hot breath pattering over my left breast, he stretched his tongue out to flick a stiff tongue from under the nipple to the stop and my bosom rose heavily again to meet his tongue. It didn’t get the touch of his tongue. He pulled his tongue back in and never sucked over my nipples. I continued to feel needles jamming into all the nerves in the bottom of my belly from the anticipation I had skidding up and down inside me. The anticipation for his warm wet mouth covering my hard erect nipples, all my sensitive nerves bind up into a solid ball in my nipples, I awaited him clasping them between his lips, nipping the sensitive head with his teeth. He didn’t touch it. He didn’t even graze it. Oh my God I wanted to die.
Instead of me feeling his slippery tongue and hard teeth against my nipples, he swiftly sunk his cock deep into my pussy and my cunt was so surprised by his deep swift thrust it slammed its entrance shut, flinched shut tightly from being taken by surprise. An unexpected stretch in my hole. It was a sudden deep strike and my face opened up, my eyes, my mouth, my nose and I helplessly gasped.
“Ooouchhh!” With a wide open mouth that couldn’t re-shut.
It hit far and hard down in the back of my vagina wall where the wall began to curve up, right at my a-spot. And he hammered his cockhead against it hard again. I sucked swift open mouth inhales to withstand the pounding. He slammed in against my deep hot spot recklessly. The head smooth and hard and squishy, it felt meaty and sweet and spongy and stiff all at the same time as it hit against the back of my vagina wall. Fuck me deep. Deeper. Hard. Deep. Deeper than my boyfriend ever had.
To think this naughty act all started off with an innocent question from my boyfriend’s mother about sausages.
DAD I WANT TO FUCK
It started off with a question about sausage and it lead to me looking down again to see if that cock was real. How many inches was it? That was definitely more than a nine or a ten incher. I know a ten inch cock when I see it and this one was no ten incher. Thirteen or twelve at the least. I reeled it out entirely and pushed my pink fist down to the root of his thick sturdy semi-erection. The length that hung out his zipper was at least another eight inches, the hanging length outside my fist bobbed up and fell back down with the veins standing up harder. It got me excited to see the life in it. My hole gaped then squeezed shut against the cotton seat of my tiny panties.
His cock had a slight bend at the belly and midway it arched to the left. What should make his penetrations into me unbearable was that the broadest part of his stiffness was right below the brightly pink and swollen head. Right there was broad and swollen. Broad and fat and thick and hefty and oh so fucking tempting.
I thought it looked too heavy, too weighty to stand completely without help. It would take all the blood in his body and all the strength of the huge veins to get it completely stiff and erect. Even without it being totally, totally erect it was too thick for me to sit on, ride on, bore into and through my moist passage, that broad section beneath the cock head would be a problem to make it pass my narrow walls. It would have to be forced in to makes its way slowly down into me at first then rammed harder and harder and harder. What would it feel like? Exactly where in my pussy would it torment with sweet pain?
I imagined feeling it in my pussy without it even being in me. I imagined how far in me it would be shoved and how it would feel deep down into me. My belly caved in as I lived the sensation in my body. I felt my heart racing in my chest, my breathing pattern changed and I could just feel it banging on the front of my cervix with its fat bulby head right now. Just sweetly hitting against it right now, deep into me, over and over and over again. It felt too good.
I gasped as I looked at it in real life, stepped back and put my hand over her mouth. It was the same hand I was holding his cock with. I smelled the scent of his cock, smelled a bit like sweat mixed with his manly horniness and pre-cum. I pointed at it, it was slowly getting even wider and thicker and climbing up through mid-air in his zipper over his navel. Oh my God! I was changing my mind. I have never had anything that big, nor have I ever seen a cock so big in real life. It was the bedpost in live and living flesh. Can I fuck that? Should I fuck that? Will I let it fuck into my pussy? Will it loosen me and Michayle find out that I have cheated? Cheated on him with his father?
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