1. Majestic III


    Date: 10/5/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Extreme, Hardcore, Young, Author: Me4Lgs, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    baby." Before she realized what was happening to her, Betsy was in her room with her mother standing at the door. Julia had a serious look on her face. "Now, go to sleep, baby. I'll shut the connecting door. See you in the morning." Betsy was shocked. She stared at the closed door to her room and shook her head in wonder. It was obvious that her mother wanted to be alone with that man. For the first time in her life, the little girl realized that her mother was a human, that she got lonely - and that she needed sex!! Betsy was shaken. She knew that a part of her childhood was dead, that reality had pushed in and destroyed something very fragile and steadying in her life. She was tired. Pushing her thoughts aside, Betsy hurriedly stripped out of her clothes and into her nightgown. The pretty little girl refused to think about what was happening to her and around her. She snapped off the lamp beside her bed and felt the sleep creeping in on her before her small head hit the pillow. Something, a sound, a feeling woke her up! Betsy found herself sitting upright in her bed, staring around her darkened bedroom. The little girl's heart was beating hard and her breath was coming in short, panicky bursts. At last, Betsy realized that there was nothing threatening in the room and began to relax. The little girl was ready to laugh at her fears and go back to sleep when she heard a low, wavering moan of pain and pleasure! The little brunette felt her nerves jump under her skin and the ...
    hairs on the back of her neck lift. Betsy jumped out of bed and headed for her door. That moan wasn't a dream. It was real. And it was coming from her mother's bedroom! Betsy didn't know what to expect. She could not imagine what would make Julia moan and whimper the way she was. The little girl was frightened and nervous as she crept down the darkened hallway that led to her mother's bedroom. With each step she took, the little girl could hear her mother groaning and whispering to someone. "Awwwwgh, God! Oh, baby, I...you can't know! Ohhh, honey, it's been so long!" She recognized the sound in her mother's voice and Betsy was tempted to turn around and run back to her room. But the memory of that lady in the audience taunted Betsy and called to her. The little girl felt a sweet stirring between her slender thighs and knew that she couldn't stop. She had to know, had to see what her mother was doing! The door to the bedroom was partly open, and Betsy found that she could see into Julia's room by pressing her eye against the crack by the hinges. The lamp over her mother's bed was on and it bathed the room in a muted, pink light. Betsy felt her knees shake with excitement when she saw her mother, lying spread-eagled on the bed. Mr. Henry was kneeling over her and they were both naked! The pretty twelve-year-old shuddered and slowly sank to her knees as she watched the big man work a stiff forefinger in and out of her mother's dark, hairy sex. Each time that the finger sank home, ...