Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her In The Air: #1

Note: This is part four of a continuing incest series. | highly recommend you read the first three parts in the

previous chapters.

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The remaining days before our trip to Vegas for the wedding were the best rerun of all tas | lived my own

sexual Groundhog Day over and over. | was awakened daily by Mom with her superb cock sucking lips. This was

followed by a lengthy fuck session, where | blasted my first load of the day into Mom... usually into her eager

mouth; | then went to college and tried to learn things, which was difficult with my mind preoccupied with my

wild sex life.... except in philosophy class where Professor Williams seemed like another MILF | might one day

pillage. | chfor supper, which usually included if Dad was home, a quick discrete poke, a quick

clandestine suck or occasionally a stealthy unloading inside my Mom; or if Dad wasn't hthere'd be tfor

another lengthy full out sex session with all the bells, whistles and shout choruses. In the evening | would meet

Miranda at the television station where | would always fill her mouth with my good luck seed before the newscast

and later usually fuck her in a marathon post-broadcast sex session. For Miranda | varied where my final load of

the day went, either her equally tantalizing mouth or pussy. When we weren't fucking we talked about our plans

for our Vegas trip, which was going to include my joining the mile-high club... with my Mother.

The night before the trip | had already unloaded a load down Miranda's sweet mouth when she asked, following

her final weather presentation for several days, "Why haven't you gone for my other hole yet?"

| was surprised by the question, but responded, "It isn't because | haven't thought about it."

"Well good," Miranda smiled her seductive smile, allowing her dress to fall to the floor, "because tonight | want to

get a little dirty."

| replied with a joke. "Are we not always a little dirty?"

"Enough with the semantics," she countered, sauntering over tolike a predator hungry for fresh meat,

discarding clothing as she went. "Tonight you're going to fuck my ass and I'm not taking no for an answer," she

added, reachingwearing only tan thigh high stockings and a seductive look that madealmost cream my

jeans right then and there.

| stammered, still unable to believe my good fortune. | was fucking Miranda Collington... the Miranda Collington...

my dream girl through so many of my teenage stroke fantasies and half the reason for my obsessive stocking

fetish (my hot Mother being the other half), "N-n-no is not in my vocabulary." (At this moment suave is what |

was not.)

"That's because you sir, are a male slut," she accused playfully as she squeezed my cock through my jeans. |

was about to try for a witty comeback when my mouth was obstructed by Miranda's luscious lips and busy

tongue. Miranda was an enigma. She was beautiful, powerful and confident, yet not a stuck-up bitch like all the

high school and college girls who were similarly pretty. She loved to be fucked hard and used... even

dominated... like a slut, but she was also the sweetest woman | knew. She was usually submissive when we were

alone but not always, yet only someone who'd encountered her in a bedroom setting would have a clue about

her sub side as her public persona oozed a confidence and charm that was super sexy but with no outward sign

of the enthusiastic slut lurking within. She calledher boyfriend but allowedto fuck my mother and was

even assistingwith the seduction of a friend of hers and Mom's... Ellie Weatherton. She was perfection in

mind, body and spirit, and she was mine. Not all mine, but primarily mine, which was plenty good enough for

me, since she liked to share.

Breaking the kiss, she went to my ear and nibbled, her hot breath sending pulsing sensations directly to my hard

cock. She whispered in a sultry voice, "So when are you going to fuck my ass, stud?"

| moaned at her nastiness and her hot breath. Taking charge like she lovedto do, | put my hands on her

shoulders and guided her to her stocking-clad knees. | replied, "Right after you getnice and ready."

She looked up, her eyes sparking, her smile divinely dazzling, but said nothing as she unbuckled my pants and

pulled them down. Pulling my cock out of my underwear, never breaking eye contact, she grabbed my fully stiff

eight-inch member. "I think just the idea of pounding the literal shit out ofhas your missile ready to launch."

| ignored the nasty pun as her hand on my cock and her nasty mouth indeed hadready and willing and | was

thankful I'd already shot two loads today (one in Mom this morning and another in Miranda a couple of hours ago

just before her newscast). Trying again for suave when | was completely overwhelmed by this perfect woman, |

said, "Less talk, more action, my pet."

She meowed playfully atbefore taking my cock in her mouth. Miranda was the most amazing cock sucker I'd

ever experienced and she had a variety of styles, but two were her go-tos. The first I'd received earlier today,

which I call the 'Fire in the Hole', in which she hungrily devours my cock and bobs up and down relentlessly,

eagerly swallowing all of my cock until as soon as possible she makescoat her throat with cum. The second |

have named the 'Slow Burn' because she doesn't so much suck my cock as make love to it. She bringsto a

plateau and won't allow my blood to boil enough to shoot my load, but she controlswith such infinite

precision that | linger in a state of pleasurable suspension forever. It is the most intense tease in the world. She

swirls around the cockhead, she sucks my balls, she deep throatsbriefly, and she licks my cock like an ice

cream cone. But it's not a static plateau, an ongoing sameness, for she also mixes speeds to keep me

unbalanced in an everchanging, perpetual sexual limbo. She loves it when | assert myself and throw her around

and skull fuck her and call her dirty names and lots of etceteras, but whenever she decides to assert herself she

has all the power and we both know it.

This t| received the Slow Burn. She started by swirling her tongue around my cockhead and then clamping

her mouth tight around my mushroom top and slowly pulling her head back. Each ta clear 'plop' sound

echoed as her lips briefly backed off of my cock. This was new and brought intense pleasure to me... adding to

the lengthy tease.

| moaned, "Holy shit Miranda, that feels amazing."

Stroking my cock with her left hand, she teased, "Wait until this big snake of yours is buried in my ass."

"I can't waiiiiit," | moaned as she switched gears, deep throated my cock and furiously bobbed back and forth for

thirty seconds or so.

After the quick build up, she took my cock back out of her mouth and continued the filthy talk, talking in third

person. "Did you ever stroke yourself all those years thinking of pounding Miranda Collington's ass? Making her

your personal ass- slut? Burying your love stick between her perfect seat cushions?"

"Fuck yes," | groaned, completely at the mercy of this sex goddess.

Downshifting again, she slid her

tongue down the side of my cock

slowly, like a snake slithering its way

toward its next IEE Reaching Fy

bells: she took each one in her mouth

and pleasured them individually... all

part of the Slow Burn. Her hands

caressed my ass as she moved her

tongue back up my eager member

and returned to teasing my

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After a couple more minutes of

teasing, | was revved up and raring to

go. | picked her ap) 30d dartied her to

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She giggled with a moan, "Oh you bad boy, eat my cunt!"

Like her, | could tease too. | avoided

her overly sensitive ligyvhichtustally

tiggerecauickr © asms, and

slowly licked her damp pussy lips.

"Stop teasing me, baby," she moaned, "the sooner | come, the sooner you get my ass."