Stud Maker
Copyright© 2015 by Jaded Lady
Chapter 7 : Cricket Match
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 7 : Cricket Match - 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
I had awoken with a deep sense of embarrassment from what had taken place in Guy's presence the night before.
But Guy had already left the manor with Ralph when I appeared at breakfast. I was welcomed by a cheerful Iris and forgot my troubles.
Her wholesome warm appearance had no resemblance to the viperous feline that had ruled affairs the night before.
"Aha Margot! I can see you slept well; you'd certainly had a busy day of it!"
I caught her wit and responded with a chuckle of mirth, "I certainly did. I just hope today is less hectic" adding sheepishly, "actually I'm a bit saddle sore."
She giggled with glee and came to me with a hug.
"It was a lot to take, I grant you; but you did enjoy it; didn't you?" she crooned.
I giggled, "Well, after the shock of it, I suppose I did; It certainly gave me a crucial climax; but with Guy watching! Honestly Iris, I don't know how to face him?"
"Guy got a vital lesson on what's expected Margot; don't you see?" "It showed what's required from him."
"Oh, I see." I said wide eyed, "Well we've rather set Guy a challenge with the size of that dildo!" I chuckled.
Iris smiled at me benevolently and thought. "I wont be a minute" she said leaving me. Then upon returning sat next to me with a photo in her hand.
It was of a beautiful naked youth with a fabulous hard, nine-inch cock.
The image had a studio style about it.
The youth posed; his cock thick and plump; it's head glistening in it's foreskin. Yet for a youth, the cock was heavily veined, putting me in mind of a mussel-builders biceps.
Bizarrely the plump young testicles were cruelly clamped in a stainless steel ring.
Just looking at the image had caused my nipples to harden and my snatch to juice up.
"Wow, that would most certainly hit my sweet spot Iris." I whispered.
Then her thumb lifted away and I was amazed,
"My God! It's your son Ralph!"
"Yes. He's got what you like in a boy. Am I right?"
I flushed-up, " I guess so. I cant help it. Am I a terrible slut?"
"Well, yes Margot but so am I. That's why I worked at beefing-up what Ralph had."
I looked at her, " You mean?"
"He had a fine cock for his age Margot, but I worked hard on it; beefed it up; added stamina, girth and punch; enough to satisfy every time; a quality stud."
I stared at her, " Wow."
"I can do the same for your boy too Margot."
Her suggestion was outrageous yet it set my mind alight with sexual delight. I feigned disinterest and moved to another topic of what the boys were up to.
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