TABOO | CHEATING | MILF | VOYEUR
A Hot and Horny MILF Watches Her Boyfriend’s Son Rail Her Daughter
And it turns her on!
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Man of the House — Episode 2
Constance Hart stood before the large, five bedroom house on Poplar Street, her hands full of Whole Foods bags. She smiled ruefully to herself. She had gone a bit crazy with the groceries. Before living with Todd, she and Jenny were living paycheck to paycheck, and it was the first time she had been able to buy food without worrying whether her bank account was empty.
She stooped to set the grocery bags down and fumbled with the lock before finally pushing the heavy door open. The cool air of the house embraced her like a hug. She stepped inside and was once again awed by the wealth of space. She flashed back to the small one-bedroom apartment they had lived in after Jenny’s father had left them, where laundry machines rumbled from the laundromat downstairs late at night and cooking smells lingered in the hallways. She closed her eyes and murmured a prayer of gratitude for Todd, her loving boyfriend who worked hard to provide for her and Jenny.
Though the house was beautiful, she and Jenny now had to share it with Todd’s son, Richie, who had just returned from college. Richie seemed arrogant and unappreciative of all Todd was doing for him. The young man still blamed Todd for leaving his mother, although from what Todd had told her, Richie’s mother was no peach.
Constance shook off the negative thoughts and started lugged the bags of groceries to the kitchen. She decided to cook Todd his favorite meal tonight and, if the opportunity arose, she would show him just how grateful she was for all he had done for them.
She was just starting to put the groceries away when she heard noises coming from upstairs. She stopped and listened, then gasped as she realized she was hearing the unmistakable cries and moans of people having sex.
What the hell? Was Jenny having sex in the house? How could she be so stupid? What if Todd came home to find her fucking her boyfriend? Constance shivered at the thought and stormed up the stairs.
As she reached the top of the steps, the sounds grew louder and Constance couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. She and Todd hadn’t been intimate since Richie got home, and the sounds of her daughter being railed sent a shiver of lust through her pussy. It was a completely primal urge, but so wrong considering her daughter was the one having sex, but that didn’t dampen the twinge of desire in Constance’s body.
When she got to the opened the door, she stopped and immediately stepped to the side and peeked around the corner. The young mother’s mouth dropped open as she saw who it was in the bedroom.
Richie.
She couldn’t believe her eyes. Richie, Todd’s son, was fucking Jenny in her bed.
Constance’s insides quivered with excitement as her gaze followed Richie’s every rock-hard thrust. His body moved like a panther, hard and menacing, muscles gleaming beneath his sweat-slickened skin. A chill of fear ran through Constance and she felt hypnotized by the power of his movements, imagining that with one swift stroke he could easily crush her frail body just like he was destroying her daughter beneath him.
Todd has never fucked me like that! she said to herself, then shook her head, pushing down the traitorous thoughts. Get a grip, Connie!
“You like that, don’t you, Jenny?” Richie grunted, and Constance felt the words deep in her belly. “You like that cock?”
“Yes!” her daughter moaned, her eyes drunk with lust.
“Yes, I love it!”
“Better than your boyfriend?”
Oh, God! Kirk! Constance suddenly remembered Jenny’s date with her boyfriend and her anger swelled. Not only was her daughter having sex, but she was cheating on her boyfriend.
Constance felt her heart race as she tried to suppress the surging heat that was radiating from every inch of her body. Richie’s overt masculinity stirred something deep inside her, reminding her of Jenny’s father Russo; his burly frame and relentless pounding could not be denied.
She became lost in the lust or the lewd scene as Richie thrust further and further into her daughter — each wave of pleasure more intense than the last. In the furnace of his passion, Constance suddenly saw Richie in a different light.
“I’m going to make you mine, Jenny!” Richie growled. “I’m going to make it so you can’t fuck Kirk without thinking of me!”
“Oh, God!”
Her daughter’s whimpers turned into cries and the young mother standing at the door felt a wave of pleasure wash through her, making her pussy drip. This was something a mother should never see, her daughter having an orgasm. Yet, here she was, watching as the powerful young stud drove Jenny’s body into a frenzy of lust until her daughter’s cries bounced off the walls and her firm, young body convulsed in spasms of bliss.
Richie removed his cock from Jenny’s pussy and the young woman lay still on the bed. Constance watched as Richie stroked his shaft, staring at her daughter’s naked body in a way that made Constance’s heart pound and her pussy ache.
Richie stroked his cock and looked directly at Constance. He smirked and said, “I’m going to mark your pretty face.”
Jenny moaned in response, her body covered in sweat and her legs quivering from the intense pleasure.
Constance felt her heart begin to race. Was Richie going to cum on Jenny’s face? The thought made her pussy quiver. Without thinking, her hand dropped between her legs, lifting the hem of her summer dress. She was so wet she was dripping, and she bit her lip as her fingertips grazed the front of her panties.
Richie’s cock spurted in his hand and his thick, white cum splashed across Jenny’s face. Jenny moaned in ecstasy and opened her mouth wide, her tongue sticking out as if she were ready to be fed. Richie rubbed his cock over her lips, cum dripping down her cheeks. Jenny closed her eyes and licked the sensitive tip of his shaft, catching the rest of his load and sucking it all into her mouth.
The sight of her daughter sucking off her boyfriend’s son made Constance moan softly, her fingers rubbing her pussy. Richie grabbed Jenny’s hair and jerked her head back, making her daughter’s eyes pop open. He pushed his cock against her lips, forcing the last drops of cum past into her mouth.
As her daughter’s head fell exhausted to the pillow, Richie turned. Constance gasped and pulled her hand, which had somehow slipped inside her panties, out of her waistband, and ducked out of the doorway.
She stood with her back against the wall, her heart pounding. Had Richie seen her? What should she do?
She padded down the hallway and slipped into her bedroom, then shut the door with her back against the wood. A few seconds later, she heard footsteps coming down the hall and held her breath. The footfalls stopped outside her door and Constance bit her lip to keep from screaming. She waited for Richie to open the door and walk in, but the footsteps finally continued down the hall and she heard the steps creak as the person outside her door went downstairs.
She waited for several minutes, but the footsteps didn’t come back. Her heart was pounding and her skin was sticky with sweat. She wanted to run down the stairs and confront Richie, but she felt as if she were in a dream.
And her pussy was still throbbing.
Constance moved to the bed and sat down on the edge, her mind a whirl of emotions. She had just witnessed her daughter having sex, something a mother never should have to see, but now she was sitting in her room with her hand inside her panties, her body quivering with desire. She wanted to blame the encounter on her arousal, but she knew that wasn’t true. She had felt the same thing when Richie had been fucking Jenny.
Her daughter had always been so strong and loyal. She couldn’t believe she had let Richie treat her that way. Constance slipped her hand back inside her panties and imagined how it would feel to have Richie drive into her, fucking her like a wild animal. She moaned at the thought and felt the tension in her body begin to melt away. She rubbed her clit in a circular motion and bit her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure.
As she imagined the feeling of Richie’s cock driving into her body, Constance slipped her other hand beneath her bra, finding her sensitive nipples and tweaking them gently. The soft caress on her breast sent waves of pleasure through her body, and she imagined it was Richie’s hands touching her instead of her own.
She moaned as she slid two fingers inside her pussy. It was so hot and wet; it felt as if she were fucking a living being instead of her own hand. She imagined Richie’s fingers replacing hers, and it made her pussy burn with lust.
She pulled her fingers out and lifted them to her mouth, tasting the tangy sweet juice that coated them. It wasn’t enough, and she dipped her fingers back inside, feeling them glide easily in and out of her slit. The thought of Richie fucking her so hard it made her pussy gush, and she was soon fingering herself in a frenzy, imagining his thick cock stretching her inner walls.
Finally, she cried out and released her pent-up desire in a wave of ecstasy. Her body shook and convulsed, and she could hardly catch her breath as the intense pleasure washed over her. It was a tidal wave of lust and her body quivered as she finally came down from the blissful high.
Constance lay back on the bed and smiled to herself. She had just gotten off masturbating after watching her daughter fuck her boyfriend’s son, but somehow that just made it even more exciting. She giggled crazily to herself and rolled onto her side, the smell of sex permeating her panties. She would have to change them before Todd got home, or he might get suspicious.
She was still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm when she heard the front door open. She jumped up and quickly pulled on a clean pair of panties. As she dressed, she realized that her lust hadn’t diminished at all. If anything, her desire had only intensified.
She left her room and headed down the steps to the front door, her legs shaky from the excitement. She opened the door and started down the steps just in time to see Todd coming in the front door.
“Hi, honey!” she said, as brightly as possible.
“Hey,” he replied, setting his briefcase on the floor. “Where’s Jenny?”
“She’s getting ready for her date,” Constance said, hoping that would satisfy Todd.
Todd didn’t seem to notice. “Is Richie home?”
“Yes,” she said, descended the steps, and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. “He’s around somewhere.”
“Okay,” he replied, hanging his briefcase on a hook by the door. “How has Richie been acting?”
“Oh, fine,” Constance lied. She wasn’t sure how Todd would react to her daughter having sex with his son. The two of them could be step-siblings, if all went well, and this… episode… certainly wouldn’t endear either young person to her boyfriend.
Plus, what if Richie had seen her touch herself? Would he tell his father?
“He mostly stayed out of everyone’s hair.”
“Well, that’s something,” he said. “Although I’d rather he get a job than lie around the house all day.”
Constance nodded. She certainly would not defend Richie after what he had done.
“I’m going to go clean up,” Todd said. “What are we having for dinner?”
“Oh!” Constance suddenly remembered the groceries sitting on the kitchen counter. She remembered that she had been going to cook Todd’s favorite meal, but that all seemed like so long ago. There was no way she could finish his steaks by the time Todd was ready to eat. “Maybe we could order Chinese? I went shopping today, but didn’t have time to cook anything.”
Todd smiled back at he, and Constance felt the heat in her cheeks. She felt ashamed, both for her daughter and herself.
“Sounds great,” he said. “Egg rolls?”
“Egg rolls,” she smiled and watched her husband until he disappeared at the top of the steps.
She sighed, feeling like she had dodged a bullet of some kind. Now all she had to do was hold it together when she saw Richie again.
I hope you like this story. I am trying to make each chapter standalone with an overarching story arc. Let me know how I’m doing by leaving a comment or some claps!
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