1. Difficult Boy Part. 2


    Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Author: kristak, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    turned to go, she grudgingly called after him, "you could make me some coffee?" "Sure," he turned back. "Just pour the water in the top and--" "I know how to use the machine," he interrupted harshly. "I'm not a child," he added significantly, as if she should have that figured out by now. It didn't escape her notice how his eyes lingered on her nakedness before he went. How the hell was she going to fix this? She moved to close the door then turned to the sink. She was shocked by the creature staring back at her in the mirror. Her hair was wildly unkempt, full of snarls, and parts of it were wet with toilet water and vomit. Her makeup was a mess, with mascara running down and old lipstick smeared across her cheek. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot, her skin pallid. How could anyone want to fuck this, even her own son. Especially her own son... She quickly brushed her teeth to get rid of the acidy puke taste, then dug in the medicine cabinet for the ibuprofen, downing 4 of those to combat the pain in her head. Shower, shower, her mind chanted. If she could concentrate on one thing at a time, she might just hold on to her sanity. Shower. She turned on the water. You fucked your son! Oh shit, back to the toilet for some dry heaves. No more vomit, but more incriminating evidence leaked out of her vagina. She leapt into the shower and adjusted the water as scalding hot as she could possibly stand. She started with her hair: lather, rinse, repeat, repeat, repeat. Once the manic ...
    shampooing was done she began to relax a bit, letting the hot, soothing spray massage the tension away. As she began to soap her body, she finally could at least think about what had happened without puking. Everything from last night was still pretty fuzzy. She could remember how angry she had been, first with Brad-Chad--surely that wasn't his name?--and then with Tommy. She could remember a big fight with Tommy that somehow turned into sex... Anger, sexual frustration, and booze: a lethal combination. The last thing she remembered was getting into his bed, him crawling on top of her, putting his big dick in her. Big dick... Tommy has a big dick... She shook that thought away angrily. God her pussy was sore, she reflected as she gently soaped the area. She'd be walking bow-legged for a day or two. No telling what the perverted little bastard had done to her after she'd passed out... No telling how much cum he'd left inside her... She shuddered despite the heat. She took down the hand-held shower. She needed to clean herself out. Squatting, she gingerly inserted two soapy fingers and swirled them deep inside while aiming the spray at the area. Before she knew it, she was leaning back against the wall, her eyes closed, fingers slowly sliding in and out, in and out, as the hot water drummed on her swollen lips and clit. Her mind had drifted, thinking of a big, hard, lovely cock. Only as she climaxed did she realize what she was doing. A nice, relaxing, tension-reliever of an ...
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