1. Difficult Boy Part. 2


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

    planned to say to him fled her brain in the face of her surprise. "A-are you hungry?" was all she managed to stammer. "Starving!" he answered. "Can we have steak and fries? I've got an appetite for meat!" Gretchen nodded, turning away from his grin that so reminded her of his father. As she waddled off to the kitchen, she mused, he really has become a man--fuck 'em and feed 'em, that's all they really need to be happy. Maybe it would be best to talk over dinner anyway. Dinner was a slightly uncomfortable affair, at least for her, in which the small talk covered many topics, none of which were incestuous sex. It just never seemed the right time to bring it up. Afterward, Tommy, still in a happy mood, offered to clean up, another shockingly rare occurance. While he was occupied with that, Gretchen decided she had better do a little cleaning job herself--namely, getting the dirty, sex-fouled sheets off her son's bed. She went to Tommy's room and quickly stripped the bed, confirming by sniffing that the sheets were indeed funky. Gathering the bedding in a great armload, she also grabbed the decorative throw which had briefly been her modesty attire last night, and lastly clinched her forgotten shoe between her teeth. Carrying such a big load caused her bow-legged walk to be even more awkward, but she eventually made it to the laundry room, pausing along the way to drop-kick her shoe into her own darkened bedroom. After loading the sheets into the washer, she carried the throw ...
    back to the living room, arranged it on its chair, then gathered her bits of clothing that were scattered about the room from last night. She found her shirt, bra, and skirt just fine, but her panties were nowhere to be found. Tommy? Either him or Brad-Chad. She shuddered to think how funky those panties must be, after how worked up she'd been last night. Oh well... She carried her clothes to her bedroom, tossed them into the darkness, then went to the linen closet for fresh sheets. Back in Tommy's room, she was just finishing up making the bed, bent over tucking in the last corner, when she was suddenly grabbed by the hips and rammed from behind. With a startled yelp, she looked over her shoulder to see a wicked grin on Tommy's face as he ground his crotch into her ass. She could feel that his cock was already hard. "Tommy, no!" she cried as she slipped out of his grasp. She ended up sitting on his bed to protect her nether regions. Unfortunately, this put her at eye level with the tented front of his shorts. She had to force her eyes away from that spectacle as her tummy did flip-flops at the mere sight. "Tommy," she said, trying to keep her tone reasonable even as she inwardly cursed her own cowardice for avoiding having the talk earlier in less awkward circumstances. "Now, Tommy, what happened between us, uh, last night..." "And this morning," Tommy interrupted, still grinning. "And this morning," she amended, licking her lips nervously. "What happened was a mistake. It--it ...
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