"Oh shit, sorry for waking you up," she said in a loud whisper as I sat up in the bed when indian she walked in. "Nah, it's fine, don't worry about it." I answered. "Did you have fun?" "Yeah, I did. He was really good. But I'm exhausted. I only slept a couple hours." "What all did you do?" I asked her. "I started out by blowing him for a little bit and then we had sex, and then we did anal. Luckily he wasn't quite as big as Dylan, so it didn't hurt so bad," she answered so casually, it was kind of shocking. "I'm gonna shower and then sleep for a bit before we go to the beach, OK?" she asked me. I shook my head yes. "I can't wait to go out and find another guy again tonight," she said as she walked into the bathroom. I laughed a little to myself, thinking about what this guys friend said at the bar. He was right about my Mom being an anal slut. But for the first time in a while, I was pissed off at my Mom. I was pissed that once sexy again, she was going into business for herself, being a slut without my control. I wasn't going to let that happen again tonight. I had other plans. The next morning, I woke up groggily in the guest bedroom. It was definitely warmer than my bedroom, and couple I curled up more in the blankets, not wanting to get up. Then I heard the door creak open. I knew it was Dad… he was the only other person home. I felt as he lifted up the bitch blankets and slowly, carefully slipped underneath with me. I felt his hand creeping along my waist until settling on my crotch, slowly rubbing it getting me harder. I moaned softly, trying not to let him know I was awake. Then he slipped his hand underneath my boxer-briefs, sliding along my hips and ass until finding my hole. He started fingering me. I could still feel the feeling of his cum inside me, and I pushed back against his fingers, moaning more. He placed his face against mine and started pulling down my underwear. I felt the tip of his hard cock press against my ass, and I pushed back against him. Soon, he was back inside me, thrusting in and out, moaning sex into my ear. “Mmmm, Daddyy….” I moaned. He froze… realizing I was awake. “Jason…” he whispered. “Do… Are you OK with this?” “Mmm yes,” I moaned back. Then he started fucking me harder. I moaned louder, gripping the sheets and he grabbed my waist and pounded as hard as he could in the position we were in. Then I felt his cum shoot inside me again. I felt so naughty being cummed inside. “MMMMMMM, DADDY!” “OH JASON! "Look at me James, I know you are nervous, and I know this is your first time with a boy. Don’t worry about this. Fern looked at Alice and said “want to swap?” I boasted and in my best Oliver Twist impression continued, "Please, may I have some more?" Her understanding of the environment would dictate that the barely-legal boy she was following up into the estate house was subject to nearly all of the privileges couple afforded by society. She giggled as he removed his pants completely, and then hastily shoved his fuck stick back indian into her sopping wet hole to her loud, appreciative grunt of approval. My next two classes I had with Samantha. She was seeing me as a slut and... and... I think to myself, I guess you don’t want anyone in the house hearing the screams of someone being tortured by a sadist. I walk back down to my seat. The bliss slammed into my mind. The most interesting thing was both of us were getting pleasures and a little pain too due to such brutal fucking. bitch Remembering just how stunning she had looked, I couldn't resist it and walking silently, slowly passing the spot that I had seen her but there was still no sign of either of them. Her head was tilted to the right and her eyes were glassy. As she adjusted the sanitary belt and napkin so that it was very snug, she thought, “Well, at least I won’t make a mess, and the only one who will know about this besides me will be the undertaker,” she shuddered. When Monday came, Joey made sure I would remember what we were going to do that evening and said his sexy Mom again reminded him she was going to Bingo and would be home late. She let out a little squeal as she touched them. Shortly after that 3 (probably - I couldn’t see the other 2) more light came on, they were sunk into the floor and were directly below the cages. Then, just sex as fast as he started he withdrew his fingers. “I love them,” I said again. When Stephanie first told Anthony about the baby, he didn’t believe her. He repeated this on the fifth night of the second week, but on the other nights contained himself to what he had done on the other nights of the second week. I moved out of the way or blocked her fists with my palm so as not to hurt her. Then her eyes went down and she grinned. “Yes,” I whispered, my balls tightening. Brian, "i guess so" followed by laughed by the three of them. Do you mind if I wait here till my ride arrives?"