Stud Maker
Copyright© 2015 by Jaded Lady
Chapter 5
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A college boy returns home and seduces his attractive Mom. As a lone parent she is torn between her natural urges and being a respectable mother. But it leads her to another world of SUB-DOM Lesbian-love and even horse- sex when she enters Iris's upper-class ways in leafy Hampshire: England. A measured yarn that hopes to entertain its reader. Thanks : J L
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Coercion BiSexual Mother Son FemaleDom
As I lay back in bed with my eyes closed, frigging and fantasising on Madam Margot's deeds, a voice startled me.
"I can guess it was OK then?" she giggled softly.
Iris had just finished in the bathroom; looking ravishing in a short night-shirt.
"Oh ... Iris ... yes it went well; I think, " I said sheepishly.
"I just looked in to check your OK and I could see you were ... well ... sorry."
She turned to leave. " No, please don't go." I pleaded.
Lifting the duvet aside I asked, " Please, ... will you join me for a while?"
She giggled gregariously and hopped in beside me; replacing the duvet over our heads; like naughty teenagers.
Her skin felt divine against mine and then her hand explored my waist. My own hand responded in kind.
Our bodies came together in embrace; our first kiss deep and hungry. Silently we franticly explored each other.
Then came soft crys and sobs; fingers seeking out each other's clitoris.
Then her head was down between my thighs and her teeth began chewing into me. My mind went delirious; I guess I fainted in ecstasy.
I awoke to find the sun well up and myself alone.
Last nights activities had certainly given me a good nights sleep.
As I showered I gleefully pondered on my new sex-life.
I couldn't think what was more exciting. Guy or Iris. Male or female!
What I did with Guy was the kind of fantasy that many Mom's around the world probably toyed with, while having a quickie at home in the afternoon.
But what I did with Iris in bed last night came as a shock to me; that I would respond to another woman so hard sexually.
I was discovering things about my hidden self.
Back in the guest room I noticed I had been left an outfit to wear; comprising a pretty top, tennis skirt and trainers.
It was sweet of Iris and we were both a size ten.
Downstairs on the kitchen table was a breakfast waiting for me.
I ate ravenously.
Wandering into the yard I saw Iris leading her horse into the stable.
I felt a pang of guilt.
Here was I, just sauntering out from breakfast and she had been on a morning ride.
"Good morning!" she called; gleefull at seeing me in the short tennis skirt.
I called back and joined her at the stable.
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