The Arrangement
Copyright© 2020 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 18
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 18 - Two friends, a white Jew and a Black Christian, have forged a friendship despite racial attacks growing up. At 16, with both fathers away for long periods of time, a life-changing event happens that sends all on a sexual journey of illicit activities as one finds out about his best friend and best friend's Mom. Can they maintain their friendship while getting closer than either thought? By the author of The Awakening, Getting Caught, Changing Dynamics, Blackmailed Mom, My Desires and others.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Incest Humiliation Rough Group Sex Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex
Batya
I hate that my son is forced to do this thing to me. Aaron’s probably fighting back the urge to gag right now, just as I had to fight. Everything about this is wrong and we both know it, but the monster hasn’t given us a choice.
My son starts to get up and my body tightens in anticipation of what’s about to happen. I couldn’t open my eyes even if I wanted to and can feel my son’s face getting closer to mine. He needs to see my strength, but I lie here like a coward.
I feel my son press himself between my legs and he’s already too close. There’s a part of me that wants to scream out to make it stop, but I can’t fail him now. Aaron’s hands are guiding him into some place only my husband has ever been and feel the force of his hard thrust enter me.
There’s no tenderness to his movement at all, which means he must be fantasizing I’m someone else. I wish I could do the same, since I want to see my husband’s face as he does this to me. All I can see is my son’s face hovering over me. His fingers press against my nipples and squeezes them in an unpleasant way, which causes pain to be added to the humiliation.
Every thrust sends revulsion through my body and there’s only one way this can end. His hips start to move quickly between my legs and I just want it to be over with. He grunts as he hammers away at me and I feel his fingers tighten on my breasts as increased pressure is brought to my already pain filled nipples. I’m sickened knowing my son is inside me and wish I’m unable to feel anything.
He buries himself deep as he twitches inside me and groans out above. Every twitch sends shivers through my body as he leaves some of himself buried some place it should never be. The twitches tell me this ordeal is almost over and I wish I could say the same of the blackmail. That evil monster isn’t going to let us go anytime soon and I will do whatever I need to protect my son.
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