I know that we are all particular about our kinks, please be gentle on the newbie. Enjoy the read -- I dare you! If you want a response please sign in or leave an email address. Angela considered herself a fairly worldly woman. Until that moment she hadn't anticipated there were many things left that would shock her.
Yet as she stared at the text on her screen she had to admit she was shocked She paused, re-reading the message, why the fuck was she turned on? Chip, her online play pal for the last few weeks had typed, "I dare you to do something completely sexual in front of Kyle.
It has to be obviously sexual If you cum from it I'll throw in five hundred bucks. Those things could explain why she was turned on, but when you added in the fact that Kyle was her 19 year old son, well it seemed that the scales should have evened out leaving her completely turned off. Yet there she sat in a daze, wondering whether she'd give in.
In all of her 38 years she'd never walked away from a dare. Back in her younger days, around the time she'd gotten pregnant with Kyle, she'd been a lot more daring than the responsible, professional, mother of two that she had turned into.
But could she really do this???? She closed her eyes and a brief flash of her son appeared. At six foot two he topped her by almost a foot. His height was only a part of his toned athletic physique of young corded muscles under taught skin and a thin dusting of hair here and there. He was pretty care free with an easy going smile that almost always reached his green eyes. He was handsome, even sexy and when he'd been in high school she'd always had to keep the "fast" girls away - though she knew she'd only been moderately successful.
Was she going to be one of those fast girls now, she wondered as she felt her panties getting damp? Unable to stop, she touched herself, her finger sliding inside her panties. She quickly parted her lips and let the tip of her nail circle her clit which was already damp from her wetness. She obviously liked the dare idea. She could over analyze it and talk herself out of it, or she could just do it. And there was the money The idea of being paid to do anything sexual heightened the naughtiness for her.
She'd swear it made her folds slicker. Her finger teased her swelling nub and she had to stop herself before sliding a finger inside. She'd lose it if she did that and she had to figure out this dare. Every time his name popped up in the message window she knew he'd have her cumming hard, very quickly. Turning her attention back to the dare she wondered about the best way to go about this without scarring her son for life.
While she was in excellent shape, with full breasts and a bouncing ass she knew sons didn't want to see their mom ass out and doing naughty things. It was one thing for her to throw out the rule book, but Kyle would never want She paused briefly in her thoughts, her mind catching the trail of a memory about a few stories she'd read on her favorite erotica website.
Some boys did indeed want to see their mothers with her ass out The thought was delicious; it made her pussy tingle with the possible ramifications even as her train of thought changed once again.
She breathed deeply; closing her eyes she allowed herself to mentally picture her home and Kyle, as well as the situation at hand. Within moments she had a plan.
Is your paypal linked to this email account? The idea of a money exchange forced an involuntary moan to escape as she responded, "yes. You know what I want to see don't you slut? She had about fifteen minutes to get everything set up. She jumped up quickly and went to the staging area, also known as the living room. She slightly moved some furniture, switched some couch pillows, and placed her phone up and at an angle that would take in the scene, give Chip everything he wanted, but still allow Kyle and her some anonymity.
Once everything was set she ran upstairs, grabbed her mini vibrator and her bluetooth headset from her dresser.
On the way out of the bedroom she stopped; she slid her panties down her legs then quickly dropped them into her laundry basket. Downstairs she started the video call to Chip. Hearing the tell tale sign of her bluetooth connecting she moved into position on the couch.
Her head rested on the pillows as one leg dangled over the side placing her foot flat on the carpet. Her other leg was arched at the knee on the couch and leaning against the cushions to force the "v" between her thighs wider so her pussy stood exposed to the front door.
They'd only done the bluetooth chatting a few times, but it was like having him in her head. The vibe she'd grabbed was wifi enabled and connected to her internet. Once it was turned on if you had the code you could control it remotely. Chip, of course, had the code from their previous play sessions.
This left her stunned momentarily as it inadvertently brought her view directly to the camera. Knowing that Chip could see all of her got Angela's fingers dancing in and out of her pussy.
It was as though, in that moment, she was holding his stare which served to heighten the intensity of the situation. She heard him curse under his breath. The vibrator was sitting between her lips with the tip touching her clit and her breath caught as Chip turned it on. It felt so good. As always, knowing he was watching heightened the feel; the shivers and tingles coursing through her seemed ten times more potent. Her cunt lips felt engorged and her pussy was soaked where it gripped her two fingers.
Her nipples were hard as stone where they pressed against the t-shirt she wore. After a few more seconds he lowered the setting of the toy. She was panting, trying to get herself under control as she heard Kyle's car roar into the driveway. A nineteen year old with a tricked out Mustang his grandparent's present for getting a full ride to college pretty much always arrived by roaring into the driveway.
All she felt was the incremental increase in speed as she fucked herself harder and harder. She was so close, soooo close. She'd rationalized earlier that timing was key. If she could time her orgasm to just when Kyle entered she could win the dare, and the money, without necessarily ruining her baby boy too much. Her baby boy, now a man. A man that probably had a thick, juicy Not three seconds later, his other door slammed. He had someone with him. But she was too close. There was no way She heard key enter lock.
There was the chime of the alarm as the door cracked. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of Kyle gasping. She didn't actually see his shock though, as her eyes were squeezed tight while her fingers worked like pistons in and out of her tight pussy as the toy danced along her button.
She had to see him. She opened her eyes. Kyle stood in the door way, his best buddy Josh behind him. Both looked like the American dream, muscled and delicious. Hair tussled and slick they looked damn near delectable dressed in only muscle shirts and basketball shorts. They'd obviously been at the gym, their bodies shiny with either the sweat of their workout or the dampness from a hurried shower after. Either way, she was finally catapulted to orgasm by watching them - their mouths gaping open in shock and lust -- watch her.
She was flying so high; the height defied description and words. It was a place only reached by orgasmic muscle memory. Every muscle and nerve tingled and pulsed in rapid succession; her eyes broke contact with Kyle's only to roll back in her head as wetness poured from her pussy and soaked the cushions beneath her. When she was once again able to at least take half a breath again she tried to close her legs and begin to regain some modesty.
They each glanced at one another briefly then dropped the shorts and boxers they'd been tenting and started stroking their rock hard manhoods. It looked like a good seven or eight inches with a flared tip and it was already leaking precum. She watched as he teased it, fisting the mushroom top over and over. Josh's member was just as impressive.
It was a little shorter than Kyle's, but at least an inch or two thicker with a slight bend to it. Josh paid more attention to the shaft with his stroking and squeezing letting his precum build on the tip before sliding up to capture it all then stroking it all the way back down his shaft.
Will mommy let the boys fuck her?