Incest, bondage, domination, young, consensual sex. Karen adjusted her thin bra while speaking with her husband John. Her large nipples clearly visible and poking through the thin fabric, just the way her husband John liked them. She continued talking to John. I just don't know what it is with her John, she answered our ad looking for another woman for the two of us. She keeps telling me that she is open to the idea of taking a cock again after all the past years of being unwillingly celibate but when I bring up the idea of my husband joining in I am getting a obvious cold shoulder.
I don't get the idea that she is just looking for a gay experience either. She certainly has no problem going down on me or letting me enjoy myself with her. "Whats her pussy like?" John asked again. "Pooo, you are just horny as hell aren't you?" Just like I told you before.
She has a "mom" style, not quite a full bush but trimmed short. She certainly has some lips on her though that is for sure.
Once you get to working her little slit she opens up in the most deliciously obscene way. Small breasted with little nipples that stick out rock hard when she is turned on. But anyway, today I plan on tying her naked to the bed and blindfolding her. We're going to play 20 questions and they are all going to be dirty. If I don't get the answers that I'm looking for I swear I will leave her naked and on display for her son to find when he comes home from school.
Now it was Johns turn to stop and stare, "oh my god that is so fucking hot, are you serious?
You'll really do that?" Karen looked at her husband with a blatantly lustful smile and just licked her lips, oh yes, he was certain that she meant it! Now wait a minute here he said, you said he is in High school. That could mean that he's 18 or that he's really, Ah Ah Ah, Karen cut in, certain questions I really think we should just not ask. I've given this some thought and.
Well, is there a proper age for a teenage boy to walk in on his mom? If he's in High School then that means that he is certainly old enough to remember it if he does. That's all we're talking about now isn't it? His wife did have a way with reason, he had to admit that for certain.
A short while later Karen met up with Jan, her teenage son safely away at the local high school. Perhaps it was Karens formation of a plan that gave her just a little more confident look.
Jan certainly noticed it, she was anxious as usual whenever they had their "meetings" God knows how desperately horny Jan was, devoting all her time to raising a good son. No husband in the picture for some time now, between work and home and raising a son, there really had been no time for meeting anyone.
Now that her son was finally in high school Jan decided that she just had to try to make time for herself so she looked at the adult ads and came across one with a couple.
That appeared safe enough at least, less likely at least to pick up a stalker if they are already a couple. But here she was, looking sultry and confident, Jan was certainly ready for something, anything. Karen put her arms around Jan and gave her a sexy slow kiss, breaking it only to trace her tongue around the outside of Jans lips before softly whispering "I've got something planned for you today" Jan couldn't help it she shivered before pulling Karen towards the bedroom.
What is it? She couldn't help her self, she looked forward to sex with Karen, not a man but she was certainly open to being taken by a woman as well. The assertiveness that Karen was showing was new and certainly welcome. Jan was certainly not the dominate type. Only now in the bedroom did Jan finally notice that Karen had come in holding a small bag, my god she thought to her self, can I really be that horny that I miss things like that?
But now Karen was smiling and kissing her again on the lips while gently pushing her towards the bed. Oh god yes Jan thought Chris is still at school but only another 2 hours of safety before he comes home. So she let Karen direct her to the bed, she still had that illicit thrill of exposing her breasts to a "stranger" While Karen couldn't really count as that, at the same time she really didn't know as much about her as she probably should but here now it was too late for that concern wasn't it.
Jans breasts were now exposed and she was working her way backwards on the bed while Karen took off her slacks. My god how slutty this made her feel, stripping naked in front of an almost total stranger, just for sex. To be taken by a woman no less. Karen seemed so much more in command today, she certainly did have something in mind today. Now naked Jan started to get that last second feel of shame, here she was totally on display, her brown pubic mound clearly on display with her small breasts wobbling back and forth as she propped her self up on her elbows to see what her lover had brought.
Karen finally spoke, Jan, you know how you really haven't been totally truthful with me, as she brought out some ropes. So what I have planned for us today is a game of 20 questions. I tie you up naked and ask you questions, if you give me good answers I'll make you come for me. If you give me bad answers, well, you'll make me come for me, giving Jan a beautiful wicked smile.
What do you mean "truthful?" she just had to ask. Karen gave Jan a hard look while slipping a loop over an ankle. I want to know what things make you come, and come hard. Jan shivvered. Karen continued as she tied the first rope to the bed leg. You know I have made you come in my mouth, on my hands, even while humping yourself silly on my leg but all of that is physical. I want to know what turns you on mentally. Now Karen was working on the other ankle.
This is getting past any point of return and rapidly. Jan is now laying with her legs spread obscenely displaying her slit for Jan to see. And Karen was obviously looking. Karen did look, and smile seeing the obvious excitement that Jan was showing, Her slit was flowering open, starting already to show the thick full lips that so prominently displayed her womanhood.
Karen had to comment.
I can see from the way you are starting to show that you like being dominated. This was not a question and Jan had to blush, oh god was it that obvious? Too late. Karen was finished with her legs and now taking a wrist. I, I, Jan began to stammer. Nothing to say really, just embarrassment over being so obviously turned on from being tied up naked by a fully dressed woman. Jan surrendered just laying back and looking over at the other side of the bed away from Karen.
She relaxed her legs acknowledging that she was naked and on display. Her most private area now wet, open and unavoidably on display. So embarrassed was Jan that she still did not look when she heard the rustling of clothing next to the bed. She couldn't look when she felt the weight of Karen climbing on the bed. She had to look when Karens exposed slit came into view over her face as Karen began slipping the final rope around Jans wrist.
Thinking that this was a command Jan lifted her head to try to lick at Karens slit, her position wasn't good and all she could do was pathetically try to lick and fall back to the bed looking helpless and servile.
Oh God, Karen smiled at this. Jan shivered, what was she in for today? Karen slid off the bed taking the final rope to the floor to tie off Jans last wrist. Being totally obscene, Karen bent at the waist with her legs spread showing off her slit from behind to Jan as she tied off the last rope. Finally finished Karen again spoke to Jan, Are you so certain that you're not going to answer my questions that you decided that you'd just try to get me off right from the start?
Jan was on the verge of babbling, she responded with I just, I was, Oh god. Karen was thrilled, my god Jan, you really do like this don't you? Again Jan had to look away.
Just look at yourself. Your gorgeous little breasts just open and on display, and your slit. Oh My. Just look at you. You are open and shiny wet already and I have yet to touch you even! Well Jan, you know you really do need to start telling me what some of your sexual fantasies are.
No response? Well Jan, can you imagine sucking on a cock as easily as you suck on my slit? Can you answer that? Very softly Jan answers yes. Oh my, you said that so quietly, how can this be a difficult answer?
Can you imagine sucking on my husbands cock as easily as you suckle on my slit? Oh god no, was Jans immediate response before she could even stop to think. Mmmm? What is this now Karen had to ask.
If you are willing to suckle on a cock but not my husbands then this must mean that you have a certain cock in mind that you'd like to suck? Oh god no, was the immediate answer that Jan spit out without time to think.
Oh god no? Hmmm how can you answer like that? Obviously there is a cock that you would think of sucking. And it seems to me that the reality of whos cock that is seems to frighten you. Oh god was Jans reply where she involuntarily humped her hips a little. Not that she had noticed that she had done it but with the view point that Karen had it was obvious.
Karen was on to something with her first question. Thinking out loud Karen continued. Well Jan it seems to me that there certainly is a cock that you fancy, and that for some reason this cock is one that you fear me figuring out. Jan turned her head towards Karen with a pleading look.
But found no relief. Karen was fascinated with the illicit. Ok Jan, I think this might qualify as question #2, while I have certainly learned something from your answers, I have only learned what you are not telling me is certainly more interesting than what you are telling me.
This cock that you desire, it is your bosses cock? NO Jan blurted out before stopping to think.
Oh god this could have been so much easier if she had just stopped to think. If she could have mislead Karen just some. Karen, climbed up on the bed, facing away from Jans face she positioned her pussy slit just above Jans face before speaking again. Ok Jan, I am in this position for two reasons, you have not been satisfactorily answering my questions so I am getting ready to shove my slit in your mouth and take some satisfaction from fucking your face like you are some sort of sex toy.
Secondly I am in this position because I intend to watch your slit as I ask this question. You see I have already noticed that being tied up like this has caused your slit to bloom open. It is going to be hard for you to show any more signs of being turned on so I want to watch closely as I describe what I am thinking here.
You see it is obvious that there is some sort of cock on your mind. And I would bet that you fantasize about more than just sucking it. I have to bet you think about sinking it right up in your slit here. Now this cock has to be one that you are forbidden from playing with. It is not your boss, I have to seriously doubt that it would be one of your neighbors. You would be playing with one of them before answering an ad from a swinging couple if that were the case.
So here is what I have to tell you. If you do not tell me what cock you are avoiding talking about, I am going to leave you here, just like this.
Tied up, naked and hurting for sex.
Your son will come home and find you naked, open and the whole room smelling of pussy if you don't come clean with me. Jans involuntary stiffening accompanied with a small involuntary thrust of her hips with the purple flush that took over her openly displayed pussy lips gave all the answer that Karen needed.
Oh Jan you nasty, naughty dirty little mommy.
I have never sucked on the slit of a mommy slut that wanted her sons cock, with that spoken Karen dove mouth first into the wantonly displayed open slit. She took Jans lush full pussy lips and suckled them right into her mouth while trying to thrust her tongue into Jans sloppy wet hole.
With about 25 to 30 seconds of effort suckling on Jans slit Karen was rewarded with Jans obvious orgasm. Jan tried to speak, say something, anything to deny what she was feeling. All she could say was Innn'gg Iaaafffkkk before just giving in to an almost full body spasmodic jerking of her legs and torso as she lost control of her trapped modesty and let go with the most intense orgasm of her life into Karens mouth.
Jan didn't remember passing out but she did realize that she was still naked, still tied up and helpless. It did appear that Karen had righted herself and was now kneeling with her knees on either side of her head with her pussy slit right over her mouth.
It appeared at least that Karen was fully upright, no memory of her moving after that orgasm. Maybe her breathing had changed, hard to say but Karen now seemed to know that she was aware again. Ok Jan honey. I am really turned on by all that we've done dear. And while you did answer my questions I also have to admit you only answered them with your refusal to answer them. I really need you to take care of me now. "WAIT" Jan tried to say, she needed to know that she was not going to be left naked for her son to find but too late.
Karens slit was already pressing to her lips. She tried to speak but was only rewarded with Karen rubbing her slit around on her mouth.
Oh well, I guess she was entitled her due too. Jan submitted to Karens request and began working at the dominate womens slit.
Trying to focus on her clit and apply proper tongue. Eventually she was rewarded with Karens spasmodic thrusting letting her know that she had taken care of her lover. Karen finally slid off the bed, began walking around to the side where she had shed her lower clothing. My god she had never even fully undressed. She still had on her blouse and bra even! Jan felt mollified that she could be that much of a desperate slut that she could have gotten that engrossed with a woman who hadn't even had time to undress!
Jan was worried now and said You have to untie me! Karen only smiled and continued to dress. Jan began to beg and was barely able to hold back some desperate sobs.
Karen finally spoke. Jan, dear, please understand. I came here to make love to you and to find out what turns you on the most. I did that. I am afraid that I just wouldn't be true to myself or to you if I gave you exactly what you ask for. I think that I need to give you what you need. Jan gasped, oh god no, that's, that's just a, just a dream, not a, not something that.
Karen interrupted. Jan dear. I am pulling out a piece of paper. Which she then did. I am writing my phone number on it, which she also then did.
Now I am going to close your bedroom door and place this number on the kitchen table. If you are seriously able to convince your son Chris to not open the door and to just call me on my cell.
Well then I will come back and untie you without Chris walking in on you. If Chris does not call me then I will assume that you have found another way to, ahem, take care of your situation. But I could tell that with the way that you came that this is something that simply needs to be done this way.
Karen walked out listening to Jan sob and beg. Sadly, an hour later her cell phone did ring. There was a hesitant sounding young man on the other end. Chris he said his name was. His mom wanted her to come back and come into her bedroom. Karen assured him that she could come back, and only told him just a little bit more. That if he wanted to know more, he would have to call the same number tomorrow after he left home for school. So that his mom couldn't hear.
Chris was smart enough to write the ladies phone number down separately while he could remember it. Sure enough his mom took the original paper and blanked out all recent calls from his phone.
Continued in Pt 2