<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Idle Hands Inc. <strong>Tags:</strong> Andi, soon-to-be Mommy and Sara, unsuspecting Mummy</em></span></span><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/10081886/740full-sean-teale.jpg)</div>Orgasms are a vicious experience. The body contorts into illegible shapes of its own accord, the mind is lost in pure chemical euphoria, and yet such is the greed of man that the simple incentives are never enough. Why else would sex in a public place feel so much more satisfying? How else could the idea of a orgy been born? We truly are flawed creatures.<br/><br/>But rather than wallow in that fact, I prefer to embrace the discrepancy that even those at the top of the food chain are nowhere near perfect. It is somehow poetic. So began my obsession with everything taboo, though there could yet be a simpler explanation, like a teenage boy with an overactive libido finding the closest source of release.<br/><br/>In any case, I find myself on the precipice of a new life, one where rules are distorted to suit their masters and morals are cretins shunned to the wayside. An addict's paradise. Neverland, through the eyes of the brothers Grimm.<br/><br/>Mother lies prone and naked for me, her nipples painfully erect and her face a mask of lust. Her lover nestles in from behind, stroking my cock with breathtaking vigour. "<strong>Don't waste a drop</strong>..." The words are as profound an aphrodisiac as the friction between skin on skin.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://57.media.tumblr.com/50d748ce95f48c272c261013cde405c0/tumblr_o2fk6qMy0A1rx5y5ko1_500.gif)</div>"<strong>Yes</strong>," I growl, my head thrown back. "<strong>All of it for you, mumm... <em>my</em> love</strong>." The pleasure in my voice renders it unrecognisable without my having to do anything. I can only hope that is enough of a distraction, along with the blood-chilling anticipation, to safeguard my identity after yet another gaffe. Although, at this moment, with cum welling out of my balls and surging through my hard-as-iron shaft, I do not seem to care one way or another.<br/><br/>I erupt in a manner never before, the spurts hot and toxic.<strong>Ohhhh, fuuuckkkk.....</strong>" Gravity ushers them where they should never go and I watch with eyes wide and heart thudding as mummy takes all of my offering. "<strong>Oh my fucking God...</strong>" I gasp, turning to mommy and shoving my lips on her, and my fingers inside her, gratitude for fantasies fulfilled. I want so desperately to continue, her pussy is so deliciously wet but that brutal orgasm has stolen so much of my strength. "<strong>Jesus... fuck... I.. can't...</strong>" my legs start to wobble and I realise I will never be content with masturbation ever again. "<strong>Oh my God...</strong>" I pant, unaware that I had committed the gravest mistake.