TABOO TALES(erotica)

Upon arriving at the impressive campus and unloading Matt’s belongings from their station wagon, they moved the items into his impressive suite. Matt kept glancing at the kitchen wall clock. By the time the moving was finished, it was almost 5:00 pm and both of them were sweating heavily. Janice’s blouse was plastered to her chest, leaving nothing hidden.

They sat in the living room with cold cocktails. Janice guzzled her double white Russian. Matt mentally reviewed the surprise plans for the evening. They should be a lot of fun, he thought.

He glanced at the wall clock, which said 4:45 pm. He suggested another double for Janice, who looked at him searchingly, wondering but not daring to ask whether or not her clever son had an agenda for the evening. He made the drink and handed it to her as she sat restlessly, repeatedly sipping, the alcohol having taken effect. It was 4:50, almost time. Matt forced himself to wait another couple of minutes.

Accidentally on purpose, he knocked over the dregs of his drink and told Janice to get on her knees and clean the coffee table. She found a rag in the kitchen and without thinking, knelt and automatically spread her knees and feet, cleaning the spill while he stood in front of her, his groin level with her face, writing a list of household items he still required. It was five to five. He tucked her skirt into her waist so her ass was exposed to the front door. His sub mother wasn’t even wearing a thong. “Blow me,” he ordered.

Janice undid his zipper, extracted his limp dick and proceeded to lick him for a couple of minutes, rubbing the pre-cum from his dick thickly across her forehead, cheeks and chin before deep-throating him. “Put two fingers up your pussy.” She started breathing in a labored way as she drilled the digits into her gushing cunt.

Like the fabulous cocksucker she was, he felt himself about to surge after another two minutes. “Slow down,” he ordered, slapping both breasts beneath her clammy blouse, needing to prolong his release. “Stick a finger in your ass.” She wetted a finger with her pussy juice and steadily pushed it as far as possible up her rear, “Wait,” he said. Carefully, he grabbed her hair to hold back her head while he pulled out of her eager mouth, positioned his cock, and erupted all over her hair, face and the sticky blouse where it clung to her damp breasts. It was a sizeable load, even for Matt. That was authorization for Janice to climax on her pumping fingers, uttering extended moans.

At that moment, the stroke of 5:00, the front door opened silently and Matt’s roommate, Floyd, entered, thrilled at the lewd picture he saw. Matt’s thick red cock was bobbing in front of the slut’s face, dripping jizz onto her upturned face. No wonder Matt had emphasized that Floyd should be on time, down to the minute, and be quiet. The woman’s ass and thighs were incredibly tight for what Floyd assumed was a graduate student or adult education student that Matt had just met. She actually had a finger rammed up her own ass.

Janice opened her cum-drenched eyelids to look up at her son and master. When she saw he was staring at something behind her, she froze. “Turn around and say hello to my new roommate, Janice.”

In shock, all she could manage to do was extract a long finger out of her grasping ass, and two others from her clinging cunt. The sucking sounds resounded in the otherwise silent room. She remained kneeling, immobile except for the thick drops of cum dripping off her brows, nose and chin. “Now don’t be rude, Mother. We want to make a good first impression on Floyd, don’t we?” Matt asked, tucking his cock back into his pants. Floyd was stunned. Matt had described his hottie mother to him on the phone, but not that she gave him head and let him shoot all over her.

Matt placed a hand on each side of her head, although it was not possible to avoid the ropes of thick ivory-colored semen criss-crossing the short black hair. He forced Janice to swivel until her eyes met Floyd’s. “Hello, roomie!” Matt said warmly. Janice was alarmed by the glint in Floyd’s eyes as he feasted on her extreme debasement, impressed by the load of sperm covering her hair, beautiful face and chest. It was hard for him to believe this gorgeous cumsucker was actually 34, let alone his new roommate’s mother. Matt held her shoulders and forced her to turn 180 degrees so she was facing Floyd. “Say hello to Floyd, Mother.”

She knelt there, as silent as a stone. Matt reached into his pocket, unfolded a tawse, lifted her skirt, tucked it into her belt and thrashed her ass. Janice’s lips were drenched with sperm, so when she opened her mouth in pain, a cum bubble formed between her thick lips. “H-hello,” she muttered weakly and licked her lips, eyes downcast in humiliation. The three were immobile. The only movement in the room was the steady dripping of fresh jizz onto Janice’s breasts. She now knew that Matt would use her, wherever and whenever it pleased him. Her cunt fluttered in anticipation. Floyd was on the heavy side and his hair was already receding, but he was not unattractive.

“Hi, Matt. So this is. . . Janice, is it?” Floyd was impressed at how obscenely sleazy she looked. It was obvious she wore only a partial bra. Nor had she moved from her degrading position on her knees in front of her son.

“Yup.” Matt looked down at Janice, ready to impose Act 2 of an elaborately planned evening. There were many more acts to come. “Greet Floyd properly up close, but stay on your knees.” Floyd was amazed to see her actually crawl over to him, her skirt still tucked into her belt. Only then did Floyd realize that she was wearing a remarkably sheer blouse, and that she’d been perspiring. The cum-splattered blouse clung to her large breasts, clearly outlining her dark aureoles and massive nipples. He thought he saw marks on her breasts but he wasn’t sure. She surprised him again by putting her hands behind her, accentuating her breasts even more. With eyes downward, she stopped at his feet. Matt gave him the green light. “Floyd, be my guest.”

Floyd, who until then had been transfixed, jerked his cock out of his pants and began stroking himself. Being a well-trained slave, Janice automatically knelt, widened her stance and thrust her pelvis forward. Floyd gawked at her mound, shaved clean except for a tiny strip a half-inch wide. “I like a shaved cunt, don’t you Floyd?” Matt said with a grin. Floyd increased the tempo on his dick.

Janice was so humiliated she actually turned her head completely to the side. Of course, she was also incredibly turned on. Matt gathered the cum off his mother’s forehead, cheeks and chin, collecting it in his palm, and slowly spread the stuff along her puffed up labia, working it into her big clit and slit. She began moaning, quietly and without stop. When Matt was finished spreading his jizz, her pussy glistened lewdly, the thick lips even more aroused and engorged. He thrust his finger up and down the length of her slit, accompanied by the sloppy sounds as her cunt leaked juices. “Matt, Matt! I’m I’m gonna cum,” warned Floyd.

“Hold on!” Matt said.

He spun Janice around, pushing her head and shoulders to the floor so her bare ass was upraised, roughly kicking her knees far apart. Floyd admired the heavy hanging breasts and had his first close-up view of the whip marks densely covering her ass. Matt ordered Janice to spread her ass cheeks, an act so degrading in front of this college boy that even she could not comply.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Floyd watched as Matt, furious, took the leather tawse, yanked her up, and swung it with all his might into the pendulous breasts. She screamed at the first impact. Accompanied by her gasps, Matt repeated the breast whipping several times until the shaking tit flesh was livid and shoved her down again. Finally, she placed her hands with their long fingers on her ass cheeks and slowly spread them apart, to the extent that the dark target of her rosebud actually opened. That was the limit for Floyd. “Go for it, buddy!” Matt urged.

Floyd yelled as a fountain of cum spurted up in the air and made a direct hit on the mother. He shot his giant teenage load all over her welts and bruises, his aim becoming more accurate until he erupted time and again into her gaping asshole. As soon as he’d finished spurting, Matt scooped up the steaming load from her ass cheeks and began pushing it deep into her ass, first with one finger and then with two. She let go of her ass and shoved two fingers deep into her cunt, her fingers feeling Matt’s double digits fucking in and out of her rear channel.

“Yeah! Yeah!” she screamed, flopping around the floor, cumming in a sweating, keening frenzy. Finished, her knees slid out and away and she collapsed on the floor, the wide knees leaving her asshole wide open, a pool of cum filling the cavity and flowing in thick strands to the floor.

The boys had a quick beer together while Janice lay in a daze. When they’d finished, Matt slapped both her ass cheeks to arouse her and, hands under her arms, lifted her up. She was barely able to stand, so Matt lowered her skirt in back and front, hiding her dripping ass and pudenda.

Flustered, unsure what was expected of him or permitted Floyd suggested the local Italian restaurant for dinner. It was just off-campus. “Great,” Matt said. “We’ll go dressed the way we are.” Janice’s head flipped around to Matt, her huge eyes wide with consternation. “Don’t worry, Janice, of course we’ll clean you up first.” Refusing to let her clean up any more, he threw a coat around her shoulders and they departed.

In the car, she frantically tried to put her blouse, hair and makeup together with the tiny mirror held in the sun shield. Considering it was dusk and the ride was brief, it was neither easy nor particularly successful.

When they arrived, the restaurant was dimly lit and, since it was a Monday night and few students had yet arrived for the new term, was almost empty, fortunately so for Janice. With every humiliating step, she was conscious of two cum loads seeping out of her cunt and ass. Business was so slow that the maitre d’ had taken the night off, leaving only one waiter. He tried not to stare at this gorgeous, dishevelled woman he’d never before seen, clutching her coat together, looking as though she’d just been fucked for hours. She reeked of sensuality.