1. Sleeping?


    Date: 12/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Domination/submission, Incest, Males / Female, Young, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    never sat together before that Sunday. She had her own chair and the sofa was my domain ~ until now. Her new routine was to sit on the opposite end and lay her legs across me. Since I refused to give up an inch, this meant her thighs and knees were on my lap. Added to this, Mom was wearing next to nothing. Bra and panties, or bikinis, were the new normal. My Mother had no problem letting me run my hands over the length of her legs, stomach and hips. Only the lower part of the pubic zone was off limits. On Wednesday, I chose a policy of denial. Mom got pissed and no amount of subtle hints would get me to engage. Lydia was vicious, evil and sadly, smart. She pushed onto all fours, pretended to do some cat-like stretches then settled down so that her groin was resting on my lap. Yes, the precious, plush, puissant posterior was mouth-wateringly close. With a herculean force of will, I ignored it, focusing my activities to her thighs and back. When she languidly raised her buttocks, I broke down and lavished all the attention on her derriere it deserved. This time, when my fingers wandered between her butt cheeks carefully, Mom allowed it. I didn't molest her pussy and she was happy to let my take pleasure from the rest of her muscular physique. No actual sex. Thursday, with the aid of my massage, she fell to sleep for real and I had to rouse her for bed. Friday afternoon I found a room for rent nearby and close to the university. It turned out to be a surprisingly small world. ...
    The leaseholder on the apartment was known to me. She was a former member of Bianca's high school clique - Bianca didn't really have friends. She was also one of those girls who had stolen my towel and seen me naked. She had initially been opposed to having a male roommate, but when she realized who I was, we had a good laugh and she agreed to show me the place the next morning - Saturday. All the workouts, jogging and showering had already been done and we were cleaning up the kitchen. Mom began that fateful conversation as we stood up from the dinner table. (Changes) "Benji, I need you to come with me to school tomorrow morning at nine," Lydia announced. "We will be packing up my office for the summer." "How long do you think it will take?" I asked. "You should inform me before you agree to extra shifts at work," she made an assumption. "It's not work," I replied. "I'm checking out an apartment at ten." Silence. She started the dishwasher and I put away the leftovers. After that, I made my way downstairs while she went upstairs. I didn't see her for an hour. With some relief I noticed she was wearing a sleeveless back t-shirt and tight blue shorts with daisies on them when she did show up in the basement. Had she been wearing lingerie, I would have forecast a disaster. Mom fixed a drink, walked past me to snatch the remote then took a seat in her recliner - just like old times. At the eight/nine primetime split, Lydia took a deep breath and stood. Scowling at me, she walked ...
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