1. Megan and Mitchell


    Date: 3/2/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Masturbation, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    him. He ignored her, going to the kitchen to refill on water. “Hey, I was thinking,” Megan said, jumping into his path back to his bedroom. “No,” Mitchell interrupted her, putting his hand up. “We aren’t going anywhere tonight, we aren’t doing anything today. I have a huge headache and I want to be left alone.” “I can give you a neck massage.” “No. Please, just, no,” Mitchell said pushing her aside, making his way to his room, closing the door. Every time she knocked on his door that day he pretended to be asleep. He skipped dinner. He locked his door at night; she didn’t attempt to get in. Mitchell left early for work each morning that week. He purposely stayed late. When he arrived home he barely spoke to her on his way to his room. Megan invited him to go to dinner with her and Lisa the following Saturday, he quickly declined, hiding himself away in his room. His mother arrived home around midnight Saturday night. Mitchell was asleep. Once again, he was disturbed from his slumber by moans coming from outside near the pool area shortly after she arrived. “What the hell?” He cleared his eyes and peeped out the window. He saw the source of the moans. His mother was in the hot tub, seemingly alone, her head thrown back, her breasts on display. Mitchell quickly looked away. He heard one final moan. “She’s using the jets to play with herself, great. Wake up the entire complex,” Mitchell shook his head. When he looked back at the pool, he saw his mother, naked, walking out of ...
    the hot tub. His mouth dropped open; he couldn’t look away from her large, round breasts, and hourglass body. Megan waved at an old man nearby as he was taking his little dog for a late night walk; the look on his face was priceless. Mitchell watched her make her way inside, smiling at herself. “She’s got to leave soon,” He said, lying back down on his bed, the image of her naked body burned into his retinas. The next week was more of the same. He avoided her. When Megan asked if he was ok, she was met with a quick “yeah” and sometimes a reminder to put the milk back where it goes, or don’t mess with the thermostat anymore, or to take care of her laundry that was piling up – all little things he found himself scolding her for. “Do you have a job yet?” He bluntly asked one evening after returning home from work. He had received several texts from her throughout the day. He was annoyed at her before he got home. “No.” “When will be you be looking? Are you even going to look?” “Yeah, I am – ” “Well get on it. Alright? You’re an adult like me. You need your own place,” he nagged, slamming his door behind him. Mitchell sat as his desk, slight guilt over coming him. Megan, however, was back on the couch, smiling. Megan went out with Lisa once again, arriving home late. This time, Mitchell was worried. It was 3am when he woke up, finding his condo empty. When his mother arrived, he met her in the living room, scolding her about not texting. “You text me all day at work, asking me this ...
«12...151617...2324»