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Put a Ring on It

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Reunited

Fiction Sex Story: Reunited - This is a blend of Fiction built on splashes of truth. An older man takes advantage of a down-on-her-luck mother and her oldest teenage daughter.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   Coercion   NonConsensual   Rape   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   Rough   Spanking   Torture   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   First   Lactation   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Violence  

I hadn’t seen or spoken to Jasmin directly for over fifteen years. Her mother and I had split. I heard and saw on social media that Jasmin had gotten married. She had twins and was doing well.

I went to a party and was shocked to see Jasmin there. She was a grown woman now and looked great. She was a mom. She is thirty-two years old, thick in all the right places. Instinctively, my dick started getting hard. I watched her from a distance, and she hadn’t seen me yet. It appeared that she was friends with the wife of someone who knew the party host. She was tending to her kids when our eyes connected.

She was in shock. I waved to her shyly. She smiled and paused before going back to her kids. I didn’t see her husband as I watched her from afar.

She was getting food for her kids. She went inside to get them a drink. I followed her, and she and I were alone. She saw me in the doorway, and I could see she was nervous.

“Hello, Jasmin. How are you? You look fantastic,” I said.

“Hello, I’m fine,” she said without making eye contact.

She got drinks and hurried past me to go outside.

I thought about leaving the party because of the uncomfortable situation for her. Jasmin’s kids and the woman she knows were enjoying the party. I decided instead to stay. I was determined to at least talk to her. My dick wanted more as it was hard and ready to really reunite with thirty-two-year-old Jasmin.

I was stalking her like prey, looking for an opportunity to move in for the kill. I saw her go inside with her kids. She went down to the family room, where there were toys.

“You guys stay here and play while mommy goes in here to use the bathroom,” she told her toddlers.

I overheard her, so I quickly snuck into the bathroom and hid in the shower. She came in and looked in the mirror before she pulled her shorts and panties down. My god, her sweet thighs were like hams. Her ass was thicker but still in perfect shape ... my dick was about to explode. I heard her start to pee. I decided to wait until she was done before I came out to see her. When her pee slowed and stopped, I came out of the shower. She gasped and froze in shock. She tried to cover her pussy because I’m sure she knew I would try to get there.

“Ssshhhhhhhhh!” I said as I covered her mouth.

“What are you doing here? What do you want? I need to go to my babies!” She said as she tried to get up.

I put my hands on her shoulders and coaxed her to stay seated.

I put my hand between her legs on the toilet and wiped her pee dripping from her pussy. I licked it off my fingers.

“Mmmmmm, still sweet!”

“It’s good to see you, baby. I see you have babies; they should be ours. I wanted a baby with you. Look at you! All that jelly and no toast ... your thighs thick like sweet hams, sweet thick booty, full baby milk breasts...”

“I need to go!” She said as she started to get paper to wipe herself.

“You ain’t going anywhere until I get some of what’s mine!” I said sternly.

I pulled her up, took her hand off the toilet paper, and held it in mine. I lifted her chin and moved to kiss her beautiful lips gently. Without saying a word, she opened her mouth, and our tongues met. I sucked her tongue and licked her mouth as she returned the favor. My hands began to explore her body: her naked ass, her fuller breasts from bearing children.

“So you’re gonna rape me now? Please, I’m married, I can’t be doing this. This can’t happen! This is wrong! I need to get to my kids,” she said as we kissed.

“Wrong? According to society Jasmin things between us have been wrong since you were thirteen, with the thoughts I was having about you. Wrong when you were fourteen and I went into your room and dropped my towel and jerked off in front of you while you watched. Wrong when you were fifteen and I pulled your panties down and took your cherry! I don’t give a damn about your husband or them kids. You and I have history. I’m a part of you! It might be wrong, but it’s damn good!”

I lifted her to the counter, took her panties off her ankles, and put them in my pocket to sniff later. I nudged her thighs apart and moved my mouth to her pussy. Dans’ marks on her inner thighs were still visible. She put her hand on my head and said, “Please don’t,” as she opened her legs wide and leaned back on the sink. She knew Daddy was gonna eat her and eat her well. I put my mouth inside her mommy pussy and drilled my tongue inside her. She began to moan and buck her hips. She fed her married pussy to my hungry mouth. She continually said she shouldn’t be doing this. I concentrated on satisfying her body. She seemed to be starving sexually.

“I’ll clean that sweet pee hole for you, baby! You’re so fine, your piss is sweet!” as I licked her urethra and licked every drop of her piss.

 
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