1. Home Schooling 2


    Date: 11/7/2019, Categories: True Story , Boy, Incest / Taboo, Mature / Older, Group Sex, Voyeur / Exhibitionism, Author: James Forrest, Source: sexstories.com

    It was near the end of summer, and I’d been reluctantly counting down the days until I’d have to go back to school. On Saturday, I hopped out of bed as soon as I woke up. Barefoot, I padded down the hall. My mother’s bedroom door was usually open, but this morning it was closed. It wasn’t locked, and I quietly opened it, intending to sneak into bed beside her and wake her by caressing her breasts. I had the door only halfway open when I realized there was someone in bed beside her. I carefully closed the door. My parents had divorced more than two years before that summer. She had started dating right away. I remembered that there had been a few men around on Saturday or Sunday morning, but until now, I hadn’t thought about what that meant. I joined my brother at the TV but kept listening for sounds from the bedroom. I was eating a bowl of cereal when my mother and a tall blond man came into the kitchen. She said his name was Thomas. They chatted while she made coffee and scrambled some eggs. I went back to my bedroom and the book I’d been reading. My brother came in and dressed. He said he was going to go ride his bike. Thomas left about an hour later. I heard her go to her bedroom. I followed her. She was making the bed as I came in. She looked up and smiled. She turned from the bed to face me when I walked to her. I put my hands on her blouse over her breasts. She put her hands over mine. She might have been going to pull them away, but I pushed past her hands and began ...
    to unbutton her blouse. She kept her hands on her blouse for a minute before dropping them to her sides. I turned her around to undo her bra. I dropped it on the floor and unbuttoned her skirt. It fell to the floor. I pushed her panties down to her ankles, and she stepped out. She pulled the covers back and climbed onto the bed. I went back to the door, closed it, and locked it. Next to the bed, I took my clothes off and crawled on the bed. I lay on her, slipped my penis down her crease, and entered her. She was very wet. I thought that might be because Thomas had been in her that morning. The idea of her with him excited me, and I quickly arched my back and thrust hard in her. I lay on her for a minute before I asked her if she had done that with Thomas. She was quiet for a few seconds before she said that she had. That answer made me hard, and I slid down and into her again. Maybe she had done it so much with Thomas that morning that she wouldn’t be able to come with me, but soon she was pressing herself hard against me with every thrust. I sped up and pressed her harder. A few minutes later, she arched her back, moaned, and her insides gripped me tightly. That pushed me over the edge, and I pressed hard in her as the waves of pleasure passed through me. She was dating regularly, and sometimes we’d have to skip one of our mornings, but she managed to take me to her bed at least once each weekend. If a man stayed the night, we’d catch up in the afternoon. If she stayed away ...
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