The Airplane Ride Home
Copyright© 2013 by Oedipus Rex
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - Like most teenagers, Sam had lusted after his mom for as long as he could remember. One drunken night he got his chance to fuck the same pussy he exited as a squalling baby
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Fa/ft Consensual Drunk/Drugged Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Incest Light Bond
Jamie stood to open yet another beer and to refill their cups with the homemade brandy. She staggered a little. Lord, she thought, that brandy packs a wallop. The heat, humidity, and alcohol had her sweating profusely. Unconsciously, she undid the top three buttons of her housecoat. The coat fell open. I probably should rid of this ratty old coat, she thought. Her fingers idly moved from just below her breasts down over her waist and hips. A shiver ran over her body as she recalled Sam taking her on the kitchen floor in this coat. Her pussy moistened as the memory of his young, virile cock, pounding her into submission, filled her mind. Sam had just taken her over her objections. He was like a trip hammer, bam, bam, bam! No technique just a big hard dick having its way with her pussy! She smiled ruefully, a pussy that was leaking a lot right now!
Her hands went to the open vee of the coat, containing her cleavage. The buttons just under her breasts held it together.
John watched bleary-eyed as Jamie turned and walked the few steps back to her chair. The sensuality his wife projected now struck him. In their 20 years, he had seen her naked countless times. He had seen her partially dressed more time than he could count. Yet now he saw her in a new light. She seemed to glow. There was a ... sexuality that he was sure wasn’t there before.
“Undo the other buttons!”
“John,” Jamie exclaimed, slurring her words, “The other camp is just through those trees. They might see me!” Her eyes scanned the thin row of trees. She could clearly see the back of the Comstock’s RV.
“Undo the Gawddamit buttons!” John slurred.
“You are naughty, John,” Jamie giggled as she unbuttoned her robe. She glanced over her shoulder toward the camp of the father and son. It was quiet and had been for a while. Perhaps they were in bed.
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