The Tattoo

[Maid of Marvels]

I barely remembered the ride. Sean kept talking to me the whole while, his hand on my thigh for reassurance. Irregardless of my condition, my thigh wasn't where I wanted it. Ultimately, I must have dozed, because suddenly we were there. Home. In the driveway with Sean unbuckling me and helping me inside.

Still a bit wobbly from the booze and the pot, though my head felt a lot clearer, I swayed against Sean while he unlocked the door to let us in. Adam was still with Sue and probably wouldn't be coming home. Lars. Well, Lars was "where ever". It was just me -- and Sean.

"Sean," I whispered, turning into his arms as we walked in and he closed the door behind us. "I'm not all that high. I mean, I still know what I want. Do you?" I paused. "Still want me?" I closed my eyes while I waited for a reply, hoping that I hadn't made such a complete and utter fool of myself that he'd have second thoughts.

 

[Gareman]

I had made my mind up while driving back to the Ingersol's house that I would not attempt anything, considering her impaired mental state. I looked over at her several times on the way and felt good at what I had accomplished...hoping our night out had allowed her to be free of her chains for a little while.

Helping her out of the car and up the front steps, I began having second thoughts about my decision. What harm could come from a little sex between two consenting adults after all? Although I may very possibly lose a very good friend if word ever leaked out.

And then VeeVee made my decision much easier...

"I'm not all that high. I mean, I still know what I want. Do you...Still want me?"

I digested her words...

My ears filled with the sound of my heart pounding heavily...

Could this really be happening?

Adam's sexy mom, asking me if I wanted her?

Her beautiful, lonely eyes looking into mine...her need so obvious...

And then her eyes closed as she surrendered to the moment...

Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to hers and wrapped her tightly in my arms, crushing her breasts against my chest. My tongue slipped easily into her mouth as she willing parted her lips...

My hands moved down, sliding her dress up and grasping her ass firmly...pulling her close.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned as I slowly began grinding against her.

Our kiss was passionate, our lips pressed tightly together, tongues slipping and sliding against one another.

There was no turning back now...

I was about to betray my best friend by fucking his mother right in their home...

But God it felt so right...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I slipped my arms around Sean's neck as he pulled me into him. I wanted him like I'd never wanted anyone else. Maybe my inhibitions had been knocked down a bit by the booze and weed, but even still there was no denying the attraction and my need.

I could feel his cock, hard and straining against my body as we gyrated against each other. "I want you... naked" I murmured against his mouth as I broke from our kiss and stepped away from him.

Sean arched an eyebrow and grinned. "Oh? And what do I get in return?"

"You get... " I reached down for the hem of my dress, pulling it up and over my head. Letting it drop to the floor, I stood before him in my bra and panties. "...more when I get more."

He grabbed for me, pulling me close as his hand dove between my legs. "What if I don't want to wait?" he growled against my neck.

Gods! I was still aching from being on the verge of cumming and then being denied my release all evening. I ground against his fingers, knowing he could feel how wet I was and how much I wanted him. "Then I guess... " I began to answer but he stifled my words with his mouth, kissing me deeply.

I traced the length of his erection through his jeans before beginning to unbuckle his belt. I wanted to touch him. Feel him. Taste him. I wanted... Slipping my hands into the waist of his pants, I began to push them down over his ass.

Sean was still rubbing my cunny through the sodden material as I felt his cock spring free of its confines. "Now... " I mewled against his mouth. "Gimmee."

Free of his hips, I felt his jeans drop to his ankles as my fingers circled his girth. I could feel him throbbing in my hand, my thumb smearing the precum over the swollen head of his cock as I began to stroke him. "Two can play at this... " I whispered naughtily.

 

[Gareman]

Her hand on my cock felt magnificent, but I couldn't let her have the upper hand. Taking her by the shoulders, I turned her around and walked her over to the big sofa in the livingroom. Pressing forward on her back, I bent her over the arm of the couch and peeled her panties off of her sexy legs. Not being very tall, VeeVee had to stand on her tip-toes to bend over the thickly cushioned arm.

Stepping forward, I positioned myself between her spread thighs and guided my thick cock head to her slick opening. Pushing slightly forward I began to enter her...

"That's it baby," I encouraged, sliding further inside. "You know you want it."

Mrs. Ingersoll moaned softly as my hard tool began invading her neglected pussy. Her legs began trembling and I knew that tonight would be something to remember.

Unhooking her bra, I pushed the straps over her shoulders and reached around to feel her mature breasts.

"Oh God, Mrs. I," I groaned, entering her farther. "You feel so fucking good."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I drew in my breath sharply as Sean eased into my aching pussy. I was hot. And ready. I'd been on the edge of cumming all night, and the feel of his thick cock spreading me was more than I could bear.

He hadn't taken more than a couple of deep strokes before I felt myself tensing, waiting for that exquisite moment when the butterflies that were flickering across my skin would converge and I would -- "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna... "

Every nerve ending in my body was sending electrical pulses from the top of my head and the tips of my toes toward the goal between my legs, and my skin was crackling with the tension of it.

Closer...

closer...

almost there...

Now!

Sean grabbed my hips, thrusting in and out of my slick wetness as my pussy began to convulse. I couldn't stay still. Crying out in wanton abandon, I relinquished all my inhibitions and ground my ass against him, pulling him closer, deeper, harder.

If I hadn't been leaning over the arm of the couch, I would have collapsed. My knees buckled as I came; my whole body overcome by paroxysms of total, blissful release. And still my young lover kept on -- urging me to completion only to begin again.

 

[Gareman]

VeeVee came quickly, her cries of intense pleasure filling the dimly-lit room as I thrust forward, impaling her on my long penis. Holding her hips firmly in my hands, I slammed into her in a series of deep stabbing motions, giving her no reprieve from the sensations ripping through her deprived body. Her knees trembled and then gave way as her orgasm intensified, leaving her draped over the soft arm of the sofa.

The sight of my best friend's mother allowing herself to be fucked like an animal was intense. I could help wondering what Adam would think if he happened to walk in and see me pounding my cock into her and her begging for more. The whole scene excited me in a rather perverse sort of way.

Slipping my hard cock from the older woman's pussy, I lifted her up and rolled her onto her back on the soft couch. Spreading her legs wide, I positioned myself to her slick opening and began re-entering her. Taking her small wrists in my large hands, I pinned them over her head and began moving in long slow strokes.

As she lies beneath me my mind goes back to my first older lover (Mrs. Mason). She had tried so valiantly that first time to fight me off...reasoning with me...pleading with me...struggling against my superior strength. But finally she had given in and I had taken her, just like I was taking VeeVee right now.

"That's it baby," I moaned thrusting deeper and harder. "Take my cock all the way inside."

She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as I began fucking her more and more powerfully...our bodies slapping together with each forward thrust.

My hands tightened around her wrists...

"That's it VeeVee...just lie back and enjoy it."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

There was something uncomfortable about the way Sean held my wrists, but I was too lost in the haze of the booze and weed to sort it out. That and the fact that I was on the verge of cumming again.

My entire body was buffeted back and forth as he thrust his cock into me. At first I had thought I was in control, but I wasn't. I was like a marionette and he was the puppetmaster -- pulling my strings and controlling my every movement. And the look in his eyes. The tone of his voice. No. I was not in control at all. Sean was.

"That's it VeeVee... just lie back and enjoy it."

How could I not? Gods! It had been ages since I'd been fucked so good. But what if someone came in? What if Adam...

"Ohh... " I could feel Sean's cock swelling even further inside of me. He was going to cum. I could see it in his eyes. I wanted... I wanted... I was almost there. Almost...

My eyes widened in surprise as he pulled out, my pussy aching to be filled again. I moaned... long and low. More of a plaintive mewling. "Sean?"

"Get up, VeeVee," he said, yanking me to my feet. "Upstairs. Now!"

This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. What had changed? I didn't have time to think as I glanced down at Sean's bobbing cock, glistening with our combined juices. I wanted it. I needed it. And right now I was willing to do whatever he wanted to get it... Even if it didn't feel right.

 

[Gareman]

Pulling VeeVee to her feet, I felt a wild rush of adrenaline. Her surprised, fearful look fed something powerful within me.

Grasping her wrist, I led her upstairs and into the large master bedroom. Several times I swore she tried protesting, but her words were inaudible and her mild attempts at breaking free were timid at best. Entering the spacious room, I closed the door behind us and guided her to the king-sized bed.

She tried desperately to avoid eye contact as we stood at the foot of the bed, but I placed a hand beneath her chin and raised her face up toward mine. A tear streamed down her cheek and she began trembling...

"Now..now...VeeVee," I whispered, moving closer. "Don't get cold feet on me now."

Pushing her back onto the bed, I spread her legs wide and stood between them. Her chin quivered visibly as she tried to supress her tears, but there was no stopping me now.

Guiding my hard meat to her pussy, I slowly began entering her again. Standing over her and leaning forward, I had plenty of leverage and soon buried myself completely inside of her.

"That's nice baby," I said softly. "You know you want this too."

As she turned her head away from me, I began moving in and out...slowly increasing the rhythm...slowly increasing the force of each thrust. She tried to act as if she wasn't enjoying herself, but I could tell by her breathing and intermittant soft moans that she was.

In and out, I began pumping...fucking my best friends mom....

In and out, I gave her exactly what she needed...

Lifting her up, I moved onto the bed and positioned myself on top of the small middle-aged woman. Her head turned to the side presented me with her ear and I leaned forward and began speaking to her.

Thrusting forward...

"I'll be your husband hasn't given you any of this lately..has he?"

Pulling out and slamming back in...

"Just take it VeeVee..no guilt."

My hands pinned hers above her head...taking full control..giving her no way out.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"No... he... hasn't," I replied through clenched teeth. Lars was giving it all to that young chickie he was so cock over heels in lust with. But I had told Sean this already -- hadn't I? I couldn't think. I needed to think.

I struggled against my son's best friend as he held my arms over my head. Gods, it felt good! Gods, it was so wrong. What had I been thinking? What was I doing?

"Please... " I pleaded. "I made... a mistake."

Sean grinned lasciviously as he continued to pound into me. "Just take it, VeeVee. No guilt."

I wriggled my hips in an attempt to dislodge him, but that only served to bury his cock into me even further. Much to my shame, I knew that I was going to cum yet again. I tried to stifle the cry that hovered on my lips as I hovered expectantly on the edge.

The look in his eyes told me that he knew. Knew that I wanted to break loose and just enjoy it. But I didn't. It was wrong. I'd made a mistake, dammit.

"That's it, baby. Cum with me. I know you want to. I'm ready... "

No! I wouldn't. I could stop myself. I wouldn't cum. Not this time. Not now. Not...

I felt him slowing... swelling... throbbing. He was going to... I closed my eyes and tried to block it all out. Tried to make it go away even as my body betrayed me and I felt my internal muscles clench before I was completely overcome.

"That's... it!" Sean groaned and shuddered as he started to empty himself into me, the unintended contractions of my pussy as I joined him in release milking him of every drop.

 

[Gareman]

VeeVee began to resist...twisting her body and begging me to stop. Gripping her wrists tightly and pinning her to the bed, I had no intention of stopping.

"Please... I made... a mistake."

My cock pistoned into my friends mom and despite her protests to the contrary, I knew she was enjoying our sexual union. Her words told one story and her body something completely different. I chose to listen to her body.

Deep, powerful thrusts into the warmth of her slick pussy began to bring me close to my own orgasm. Her cries of protest only intensified the moment...

Several more hard deep plunges did the trick and my cock began to spew it's sticky fluid into her motherly womb...her own orgasm following the start of mine by fractions of a second.

"Oh God VeeVee," I growled as my powerful sexual release intensified. "That feels so fuckin' good."

Her neglected vagina responded...contracting violently...squeezing more and more of my hot jism into her pulsing hole. She tried desperately to hold back, not wanting to allow herself the pleasure of our forbidden union, but it was too powerful to deny.

"Arggggh!" she screamed, finally giving in to the intense eruption from within.

Lowering my head, I covered her open mouth with mine and plunged my tongue inside. Despite her earlier misgivings, she was in no position to fight and she began kissing me back.

My hips slammed forward, each new thrust coinciding with another jet of semen spilling into her spasming pussy. Our mouths worked feverishly...breaths combining...saliva mixing as did our bodily fluids down below.

And then I my body began to relax...my orgasm subsiding...my penis slowly softening. Mrs. Ingersoll turned her head, breaking our kiss...a tear streaming slowly down her cheek. The silence was deafening...and awkward contrast to our heated lovemaking.

Rolling off of my friend's mom I lay on my back and tried to catch my breath.

She rose from the bed and entered the large master bathroom where soft sobs echoed behind the closed door...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Leaving the bed I'd shared only with my husband for over 20 years, I walked across the room and closed the door of the bathroom behind myself, trying to catch my breath. It was a while before I could bear to turn on the light, unwilling to face myself in the stark glare of the lights over the vanity mirror.

I was sober now, no hint of the lazy, dreamy feeling left from the pot. And I was horrified. Disgusted by the depths of depravity that I'd allowed myself to sink to. I was no better than some common whore. How could I look anyone in the face -- let alone my own?

Blinking as I flipped the switch, I stood still for a moment. My hair was a mess, my mascara -- even if it had been lightly applied -- was streaked around my eyes, making me look the ghoul that I felt I was. I was revolted.

Sliding back the shower door, I turned the water on hot and hard and stepped under the stream. Scrubbing and scrubbing. And scrubbing some more. Trying to wash away all traces of my perverted foray.

It wasn't until the washcloth touched my mons that I truly began to wail. I'd never be able to wash this away. The tattoo. I was branded. Like Hester Prynne in The Scarlet Letter. A bright blue moon and a hummingbird instead of a letter 'A' for adulteress, yet the meaning was the same.

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CONGRATULATIONS on the newest edition to your little family, G!

 

[Gareman]

After heading downstairs to gather our clothes, I headed back to my room. Shoving the discarded clothing into the bottom dresser drawer, I lay down and began digesting what had just happened. Everything had been going so well until the very end when her conscience had gotten the best of her. Of course by then there was no way I was going to let her turn me down. Once I'd gotten a piece of that hot mature tail, I was going to finish goddamnit...fuck her wavering morality...she moaned and groaned like she enjoyed it enough.

Somehow I drifted off and awoke to a beautiful, warm morning.

Hopping into the shower to wash away the remnants of the night before, I couldn't help but be aroused at the thought of what had transpired. I had really fucked Adam's mom! And the best part was...there was plenty of time to get a little more of that action before the week was up.

Drying off and heading downstairs, I enter the kitchen. God am I hungry! Must be something about banging your best friends mom that makes a growing boy hungry. The thought makes me laugh to myself.

Opening the refrigerator, I grab a pitcher of juice and pour myself a large glass. The after effects of a night of drinking always makes me thirsty the next day. Leaning against the cupboard, I drain the glass in seconds and I pour a second glass.

Suddenly I hear the sound of soft footsteps coming down the stairs. And then VeeVee enters the large kitchen wearing a long bathrobe and slippers. Her eyes are red and bloodshot...from drinking?...or maybe from crying? I wait...wanting her to speak first, but she just ignores me and grabs the milk from the fridge.

Fuck...she's really pissed!

Watching her, I again become aroused. She is so hot for a woman her age.

Why couldn't she just accept her need and feel good about what had happened? Why the anger? We both know that the alcohol only sped up what was inevitable. She was going to scratch her itch somehow...I just happened to be here at the right time.

Finally, I speak...

"Good morning VeeVee," I say politely, hoping for some response.

She continues as if I hadn't spoken.

"I think we need to talk," I move up behind her and place a hand on her shoulder. "You ignoring me is gonna be pretty obvious to Adam...don't you think?"

She's pinned between me and the cupboard. My hand spins her around to face me.

"God...you're sexy when you're mad..."

Her anger is written all over her face as she glares at me, the cocky kid with nothing to lose..who might have just ruined her life. But behind the anger lies something else...something that escaped for a while last night before being pushed away again.

My hands move down and open the front of her robe, exposing her mature breasts. She moves to close it back up, but I grab her wrists and pin them behind her back. I know she can't make much of a commotion without waking everyone.

"You may fight your true nature for a while," I whisper leaning forward to press my lips to hers.

She spins her head away violently.

"But sooner or later you're gonna let it happen again."

Stepping closer I press my hard-on against her belly.

"Give me a call when you're ready..."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sean walked away, strutting like he was cock of the walk, leaving me shaking. No matter what he said, I would not let it happen again. The gentle sting of my unfinished tattoo reminded me of my indiscretion and how I had almost ruined everything. Best I could do now was to pray that no one ever found out.

"Mom! Where are you?"

Adam!

"In here, sweetie!" I quickly turned and splashed some water on my face to hide my tears. By the time he walked into the kitchen with Sue in tow, I was genuinely smiling.

Their love for each other shone brightly on their faces and I embraced each of them in turn. I was a dolt for risking their happiness and I swore once more never to do anything to ruin their wonderful and promising beginning.

"So," I said, looking from face to face. "What's on the menu for today? Everything at your house must be in a flurry, Sue. Is your mother driving you mad? Us moms have a way of doing that when we want things to go 'just so'."

I looked at Adam and grinned. "Speaking of which, boyo. Have you checked on the tuxedos yet? Shouldn't you be picking them up today? Oh... and Sue. Did you hear they were doing a bachelor thing? I could ground him for you if you like."

"Hmm... now that's a thought. Unless I can trust you, Adam. Do you think I can?" Sue winked coyly and pinched my son's arm as she spoke. I had to smile, remembering how things used to be with Lars and me centuries ago.

"Hey, Adam!"

My heart caught in my throat when I heard Sean's voice. Would they know? Could they tell? He had better not do anything to ruin this time for my son. Gods! Would he tell??

 

[Gareman]

Coming downstairs, I hear a bit of the conversation and chuckle to myself. VeeVee certainly turned on the loving mother act pretty quickly after last night. I wonder how Adam would feel about mom if he got a glimpse of the tattoo, or maybe discovered that she opened her legs for his best friend.

Striding confidently into the kitchen, I smile at my buddy and act as if all is normal. Grabbing an apple from the counter, I take a bite and join in the friendly banter.

"Trust Adam?" I start, slapping him on the back. "That's why I'll be there...to make sure he behaves himself!"

I notice that Mrs. Ingersoll is trying her best to act naturally, but can sense her tension. Making her a bit more uncomfortable seems like the right thing to do, so I walk over and place my arm around her.

"You trust ME...don't you?" I look at Adam and give him a knowing wink which makes him laugh histerically.

"I'd never let anything happen to your precious son."

She shakes her head and walks away...acting the part pretty well. I've gotta give her credit...Adam never noticed a thing unusual.

After VeeVee leaves, I make plans to run some errands for Adam. He tosses me the keys to his car, mentioning that he and Sue would probably be gone for most of the day. I knod and take off...wondering how VeeVee will react if we happened to be alone together again.

Making a few stops, I return around 2:00PM and notice a different car parked in the driveway. Entering the house quietly, I hear voices coming from upstairs and decide to investigate. Slipping off my sneakers, I tip-toe up the carpeted stairway...moving down the hall.

"Look Vee..," a man's voice says impatiently. "We've tried to make this work before. I don't think there's anything we can do."

Sneaking a quick peek into the room, I see Adam's dad standing before a crying VeeVee. She sits on the bed and I can barely understand anything she's saying because her head is buried in her hands.

And then she looks at him and slides off the bed onto her knees.

"Please Lars," I hear her say. "I'll do anything...just give me one more chance."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Frankly, what had happened between Sean and I had me wavering somewhere between outright disgust at my behavior and the fear of anyone finding out -- especially Adam. So when Lars decided to stop home, I decided (out of desperation) to give it another shot. If I gave in so easily to Sean, god only knew what would tempt me next.

"Please, Lars... " I pleaded as I fell to my knees in front of my soon-to-be-ex-husband and began to unfasten his pants. Lars always said I gave the best head and I was going to try to use it as my bargaining chip.

Pushing his trousers down, I watched as his cock sprang free, hard as steel. He never could resist my mouth -- I could only hope it was enough as I leaned forward and circled his girth with one hand and cupped his sac with my other.

"Mmm... " I murmured as I traced the bulging vein on the underside of it with my tongue, nibbling back up its length with my lips. Lars groaned, his fingers weaving through my hair as my lips parted and he thrust into my mouth.

It seemed like ages since I'd sucked him. Not since he'd taken up with that young chippie. By the sounds he was making and the way his cock had begun to swell even further in my mouth, I knew he either wasn't getting this from her or else she wasn't doing it right.

For a little while the only sounds in our bedroom were our moans and the wet slurping as Lars fucked my mouth. He was almost ready and so was I, even though I hadn't touched myself. I couldn't believe how turned on I was!

"Touch your pussy, Vee. Play with your clit. I want you to cum with me."

I didn't need a second invitation as I slid my fingers into my dripping slit and began to swirl them through my wetness and circle over my clitoris. I was so ready. Sooo...

Knowing what Lars needed, I began to suck harder, faster. His hips bucked toward my face and back as I made love to him with my mouth. He was longer. Harder. I felt him pause before suddenly picking up his movements. He shuddered and groaned loudly as thick, ropy jets of cum began to erupt into my mouth.

I swallowed all of it as my own body began to convulse in spasms and I moaned in my release, sending vibrations through his cock. Lars always loved that.

"That's it, Vee. Cum for me. God you're good."

Smiling with satisfaction, I licked him clean. Maybe there was a chance after all. But as I looked up, he was moving away and pulling up his pants again. "Gotta go, babe. I'll be late."

I held my breath as Lars walked out the bedroom door. "Don't wait up, I'm going to Vicki's after work. Probably won't be back til morning."

"You bastard!" I called after him quietly, my words falling on deaf ears. "You bastard."

 

[Gareman]

I'm facinated as I watch VeeVee try desperately to save her ruined marriage. Kneeling before Lars she works expertly on his cock...her mouth taking him eagerly..wanting something....

He's rough...uncaring...cold...his hands grasping her head...his hips slamming forward fucking her mouth. He treats her like a whore...and she responds...touching herself when he commands...

masturbating...

allowing him to cum into her mouth...

And then I leave...walking quickly to my room. The images dancing in my brain...

To have Adam's mom kneeling before me...sucking my cock....mmmm.

I know she's pissed at me. I know she hates me. But I'm not done with her yet. There's so much I more that I want and I believe that she has some unsatisfied needs as well.

Lying on the bed, I hear the front door slam and hear Lars rev up his car...backing down the driveway...squealing his wheels as he races down the street. The house is quiet...only soft sobs coming from VeeVee's room break the silence. And then the sound of the shower running...washing away her anger...her loneliness...her broken marriage.

My heart pounds in my chest...she has no idea that I'm in the house. She's totally naked just a few steps away. I could be in there in seconds...my hands on her...touching her soft skin...squeezing her round breasts...spreading her legs...forcing myself inside...

"R..R..R..RING! R..R..R..RING!!"

The phone breaks my train of thought...

I hear the water turn off and hear footsteps down the hallway....down the steps....

I follow...seeing Mrs. Ingersoll turn at the bottom of the stairs..heading into the kitchen...only a towel wrapped around her...

"Hello?" her voice echoes in the large house. "No...I'm sorry...you must have the wrong number."

She hangs up the phone and gasps as she turns to see me standing directly behind her.

I just stand and smile back...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I'd completely forgotten that Sean was in the house when I'd come down to answer the phone, but that wasn't the worst of it. I could feel the flush of embarrassment combined with anger and resentment spread over my face as he stood not a foot away, his eyes burning through the towel I'd wrapped around myself. But there was more... his smug grin only served to underscore the fact.

We hadn't closed the bedroom door. Had he heard? Did he hear the sounds of me sucking off Lars in a last desperate effort to save my marriage? Did he?? And why should it matter whether he did or not? I was still married to Lars. Husbands and wives did those things. But had he heard how I begged? That I couldn't bear.

Sickened by what I had done as well as bearing the shame of having someone the likes of him witness to it, I tried to step around Sean to go back up to my room. It was like a dance as he mimicked every step I took, blocking my escape.

Frustrated, I raised my hand to slap his face. I couldn't bear to look at that... smirk one more minute. As fast as I had moved, Sean grabbed my wrist in midair, pulling me against him. "Good morning, VeeVee," he murmured as he ground himself against me. "Did you sleep well?"

 

[Gareman]

My heart pounds rythmically as she struggles...my hands holding hers behind her back...my hardness pressing against her.

Moving her into the middle of the room, I pin her against the kitchen table...her breathing becoming labored...partially from the exertion of trying to free herself...but I suspect, partially from sexual excitement as well.

Tick...Tick...Tick...the sound of the large grandfather-clock, in the livingroom counting out the seconds fills the empty house.

Leaning forward, I push her onto her back and pin her hands over her head, easily holding them both with one of mine. My other hand pulls away the towel, throwing it onto the floor.

"Oh...VeeVee," I say with a feigned sound of surprise in my voice. "Just look at how hard these nipples are!"

I slide my hand over her breasts, stopping at each nipple to give them a little pinch. Adam's mom looks away...shame and embarrassment covering her face at her body's betrayal...tears beginning to form in her eyes.

My hand slides down between her legs...

"And.. my...my...your pussy is a little wet too!"

I slide my fingers along the length of her pussy lips...slipping one inside slightly only to remove it...

"Was all of this for Lars?" I ask sarcastically. "Or is it all for me?"

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Let me go, dammit!" I demanded through gritted teeth as if I were in a position to do any demanding at all. To Sean I was nothing but a two bit whore, which I had proven the night before. Even so, that was last night... today was today. And I wanted up.

"Was all of this for Lars? Or is it all for me?"

The smug look on his face when he felt my wetness made me struggle all the more. I fought to bring my leg up between us, but Sean had conveniently stepped closer, effectively blocking any movement I might make. That, however didn't stop me from trying. Adrenalin pumping throughout my body, I twisted and turned my torso, attempting to lift both legs up against my chest.

"Ah. Ah. Ah," he said with a grin as he leaned forward, pressing down with his full weight. I couldn't move my legs at all now, except to bring them up around his waist -- which I refused to do. Instead, I twisted my arms to break free of his grip. How could he possibly hold both of my wrists like this? I had to get loose.

"Let me go!" I demanded yet again.

He grinned again, twisting my nipple hard. I cried out and tried to move away again, but he held fast, still pushing against me. "You know you want it, VeeVee. Just give in and give me some of that sweet pussy."

"Never!"

He accentuated his demand by grinding his erection, which was straining against the thin material of his shorts, between my legs. Making me remember. Making me... Gods, no! I don't want this! I don't!

"Please?" I begged quietly, wriggling my body, so eager to betray my mind, away from his. "Please, no."

 

[Gareman]

Her protests quickly turn to weak pleas...

"Please?" she begs, making me want her even more.

"Please, no."

I look down at her and feel the strong surge of adrenaline rushing through me. She's so helpless lying on the kitchen table, her hands pinned...legs spread...eyes pleading. I reach down and slide my shorts over my bulging penis. Allowing it to spring free.

Leaning forward, I move my face close to VeeVee's and speak very softly.

"Here's the way it is," I begin...staring directly into her tear-swollen eyes. "You either give me what I want...when I want it or we're going to sit down with Adam and tell him everything."

The words strike home. Her eyes now overflow with tears and she begins to sob beneath me...head shaking slightly.

"You bastard..." she sobs. "You wouldn't."

Her reaction is exactly what I want.

"Try me," I respond, releasing her wrists and stepping back. "And as much as I'd love to fuck your brains out...I'd rather have what Lars had."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

The bastard was going to tell Adam! Everything else seemed to pale in comparison. She'd rather Lars and the entire Woman's League knew what she was doing before her son and this mother fucker instinctively knew it. VeeVee pushed herself into a sitting position on the table as Sean backed away, waiting, his cock pointing lewdly in her direction as he idly stroked it.

"And as much as I'd love to fuck your brains out... I'd rather have what Lars had."

She stared at him through the tiny slits her eyes had become -- a combination from crying and sheer hatred -- a mouthful of spit ready to launch.

Did she dare? She did. But at what cost?

He wants head. Like Lars. Would she? She would. Anything to keep him from telling Adam what a slut his mother was. At least until she could figure out what to do about this and how to stop it.

"Come on, Mrs. Ingersoll. I don't see you having much of a choice here. Suck me or I -- we -- tell Adam everything." His voice was a low growl, a threat laced with lust. VeeVee slipped off the edge of the table and fell to her knees in front of him.

There was a bead of precum glistening obscenely on the livid purple tip of his cock. Any other time -- any other man -- she would have longed to taste the salty sweet honey of it. VeeVee loved oral, both giving and getting, but the thought of taking Sean into her mouth made the bile rise up her throat in a burning wave that she quickly swallowed back.

She could always just bite down hard and...

"Suck it." This time his voice was more demanding, as he twined his fingers into her hair and used it to pull her face closer.

"You disgust me. Pig." If looks could kill... Genevieve held Sean's eyes with an icy glare of her own as her lips parted. She would do it -- this time... and only to keep it from her son.

Replacing his hand with her own much smaller one, VeeVee's fingers circled his girth as her tongue snaked out to trace a trail from the root of his cock up to the tip before flicking away the offending droplet and finally engulfing his entire length. She would do this. She wouldn't have to like it -- but he would.

Maybe she could turn the tables, she thought as she began to hum, sending vibrations surging through his repugnant erection. Hearing him gasp at the sensation, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she struggled to resist the gag reflex that was keeping her from taking him fully. She could do this. She would! For her son. For Adam.