NovelEnglishFucks Her Ass: #3
Obeying my Mother like a good son always should, | grabbed her hips and easily penetrated her very wet pussy.
| limited myself to slow strokes although they were deep, still pretty scared of getting caught by Dad while | was
fucking Mom. Mom's moans were quiet and controlled, unlike the loud, animated slut she was when we were
alone. We continued to fuck for three minutes or so, but then the phone rang. My Dad never answered the phone
and it was here in the kitchen, anyway.
Mom cursed under her breath, "For fuck sakes," and went to the phone, reluctantly allowingto slip out of her.
Picking up the receiver, she rolled her eyes. "Hi Mom."
Knowing this would be a long conversation, | put my cock back in my pants and winked at Mom, whose red
cheeks would have been incriminating CSI evidence of our crime. She said, "Mom, givea second. Curtis is
just leaving." Mom set the phone down and cover to me. She whispered in my ear, her hand firmly on my
stiff cock, "Don't forgot about Mommy while you're out gallivanting with Miranda."
"Of course, not Mom. You'll always be my first choice."
She kissed my lips, shoving her tongue in my mouth, before saying, "And don't you ever forget it."
| quipped, "How could | Mom, you're my MILF slut. You're family."
She smiled and mocked being my authority figure, "Don't you dare call your Mother a slut, young man... unless
you're inside me. Fuck, | wish your Dad was gone. | guess I'll have to fuck him tonight." "Oh, the sacrifices," |
mocked.
"Don't getstarted," she sighed, before asking, "Have you fucked Miranda in the ass yet?"
"No," | admitted, even though the thought had crossed my mind when she was bent over and | was fucking her
in her favorite position, the submissive doggy style.
"Have you fucked anybody in the ass, son? Ever?" she asked, still rubbing my cock through my jeans.
"N00000000," | moaned.
"Well, tomorrow your Dad is heading out of town again and mine is going to be the first rosebud you ever pluck.
Is that understood?"
"Yes indeed, Mom," | agreed, very enthusiastically.
"Good, so tomorrow is mine, all day, understood?" she commanded with one final squeeze.
"Yes, Mommy," | replied.
| watched her saunter away, flaunting her sexy wiggle. She went to the phone and resumed talking to her Mother
seconds after promising her son her ass. My life was fucking amazing!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| headed out to see Miranda again.
When | arrived at the stuMark confrontedin the parking lot. He'd clearly been waiting to intercept me. "I
thought | warned you to stay away from Miranda."
I replied, "Aren't you getting married to someone else? I'd think such a commitment would veto any such
territorialism."
"Don't get smart with me," Mark threatened.
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"Or what?" | asked.
"Don't mess with me."
| sidestepped him and resumed walking, tossing back over my shoulder, "I'm not here to mess with you. I'm here
to mess with Miranda, over and over again."
"You fucking punk," he retorted impotently, as | walked into the studio.
Mark did seem to carry sweight around here and | wondered if he could do anything to restrict my access to
the station. But | shrugged off any concerns for now and went to shoot my usual pre-show load between
Miranda's perfect cock sucking lips. As soon as | entered her dressing room she smiled and pulledin for a
passionate kiss.
| eventually told her about my encounter outside and Miranda cursed, "Fuck! He just won't grow up! Fucking
men, they don't know what they've got till they lose it."
| asked, a bit worried about the answer, "You don't want to get back with him, do you?"
"I'd rather beccelibate, and you know how much I love sex," she replied, before her angry expression
morphed into mischievous. "But two can play at that game."
"What do you have in mind?" | asked. Her face looked scary and | was glad she knew | was on her side!
"You shall see. But you'll have to wait for your blow job until right before air time."
| shrugged, "Whatever suits you're fancy."
We talked about the Vegas trip for a while and she confirmed Ellie was coming along and Miranda planned to talk
to my Mom tomorrow. Miranda smiled, "Your devious plan to get your Mom to submit herself to a Mistress while
you and | spectate is almost in place."
"Don't forget, the plan also includes my fucking Ellie," | added.
"That will be yours to orchestrate, although if you need my help, just tellwhat to do. But don't you go getting
She took my cock in her mouth and after a couple of deep bobs asked, "Was your car recently parked in your
Mom's garage?"
| laughed at the horrendous visual.
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"Oh, you poor boy. You didn't get to cin your Mom," she mocked, before asking, "Will | do?"
| grabbed her head and led her mouth back to my raging hard-on. "Yes, baby, you'll more than do."
Ten minutes later, which is as long as | could usually last in the sauna of lust that was Miranda's mouth, | began
shooting my cum.
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"What the fuck, Miranda?" Mark questioned.
Miranda, now openly mad, threatened for all to hear, "Leave my boyfriend the fuck alone!"
"Boy" is right," he quipped back confidently.
Miranda laughed, a knife dripping with scorn, "Don't you dare judge him, Mr. Can't-get-it up-for-round-two-
without-a-nap."
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