1. Jason's Journey


    Date: 5/21/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Incest, Interracial, Author: Schaka, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    39” hips. She stood 5’8”, and admitted to being a little north of 200 pounds. Her brown paper skin color attested to her creole heritage. That and her startling grey eyes gave her an exotic look that meant she never had any trouble standing out. She steered her 1990 Cadillac Eldorado through the curves of the mountain road. Her full skirt was across her lap, exposing most of her thighs. She was bare leg wearing open toed clogs. The pearlescent pink of her toes and fingers caught the light. “Good, Mama, very good! The extra course works paid off. I’ll graduate this January.” Stealthily, Jason looked at his mother’s full firm legs. She always drove like this. He first noticed it when he entered puberty. His mom was in the car impatiently waiting for him. As he walked by the driver’s side window, he looked down and saw, for the first time, his mother’s panty clad pussy. It became an obsession. He manufactured reasons to look in the car and under his mom’s skirt. He was sure she caught him a few times. He would see her looking at him with a slight smirk. “While you are here, I want you to help your Aunt Helen.” “No problem! What does she need done?” “Well,” Susan began, “she has separated from Andre and she is 24 weeks pregnant!” “What!!? What happened? Why didn’t you tell me?” Susan raised her right hand and flapped it at the wrist. “That’s grown folks business, baby! Your father and I decided not to worry you with that!” “But…but…but!” Jason sputtered. “But my ass! Wasn’t a ...
    damn thing you could do. However, you can help out this week you’re home!” As Susan negotiated the winding mountain road, she thought back to the conversation with her sister. *** "Susan, I just put Andre out!" "WHATT!!?? "Well, I told you I thought he was fucking around on me!" "Don't say another word! I'm on my way! You got any rum?" "Bitch, you coming to talk or get drunk?” Helen laughed. "Both and I'm bringing something else for the head!" Susan unzipped and stepped out of her housecoat. She stood in her bedroom in powder blue boy shorts and matching demi bra. Her gaze travelled slowly over her extensive wardrobe. Her eyes fell on an A line denim dress with roll cuffs. It had four buttons at the top and slits on each side that came to her lower thigh. She took it off the hanger and replaced the hanger in the closet. Susan slipped the dress over her head and wiggled it into place. She turned slowly in front of the mirror. She liked the way this dress moved when she walked. It slid nicely across her hips. Her fingers moved to the four buttons at the collar. Fuck it, she thought, may as well show the girls off. She eyed her shoe collection. She chose the silver turquoise faux high-heeled sneakers. Susan eyed her toenails critically as she slipped on the shoes. No time to do them. She grabbed her purse off the dresser and turn to leave. She stopped. One more thing, she thought. Susan went back to the wardrobe and felt along the top shelf. Her hand hit the large baggie. She took ...
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