Mummy dearest (kaz&Fulgrim)
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				Title: <strong>Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Fulgrim</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 20:37:21</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 21:08:07</strong>
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				Elene was three weeks away from hitting the big 40 and she was not looking forward to it.&nbsp; She didnt look bad, but she was feeling old.&nbsp; It had been 5 years since her husband had died.&nbsp; He had been a bully, but she had loved him, and she missed him.&nbsp; She also missed Ryan.&nbsp; She had often felt guilty about the boy, she felt she took her husband's side over his and she wished she could speak to him, explain it to him.&nbsp; But he had joined the forces when he was younger, and it had been 5 years seen she had seen him.&nbsp; She often wondered if he was happy, what he was doing.&nbsp; If there was a woman in his life.&nbsp; Or a man!! She hoped he was happy.<br><br>She hadnt had much of a life since Don had died.&nbsp; She had perferred to sit at home and write.&nbsp; She was quite successful now, she had three books out, under her pen name of course.&nbsp; She was working on her fourth and had a nice nest egg in the bank.&nbsp; She was getting ready to move.&nbsp; She had finally bought a new house out in the country, away from the prying eyes and busy tongues of her neighbours.&nbsp; She was sitting alone tonight, the sky streaked with purples and reads and oranges.&nbsp; She had just washed her hair and was drying it with her old hair dryer.&nbsp; She was studying herself in the mirror as she did so, she didnt look bad, in fact she looked good.&nbsp; Her hair was a dusty blonde, cut to her shoulders.&nbsp; Her eyes were brown, deep, warm and calming.&nbsp; She had a good figure, she went to the gym a couple of times a week, she had even had a boob job just after her husband died, something to boost her deflated confidence.&nbsp; But she had never let a man touch them, in fact no man had touched her since Don.&nbsp; She wasnt sure she wanted another relationship.&nbsp; She wanted something more but what she didnt know.<br><br>She saw starring into the mirror, her back to the door when it opened and a man in unform stepped in.&nbsp; He was tall, young and handsome,&nbsp; Who was he?&nbsp; She let the dryer fall to the floor, switching off automatically as she turned to face him, "what are you doing in my house?" she demanded, her face hard, her voice still held traces of the European accent.&nbsp; <br><br>"Who are...?" but as she stared at him she felt her hands shake and her eyes fill with tears, "Ryan?" she whispered, "is that really you?" she couldnt beleive it, her son, her boy was here.&nbsp; But he was no longer the boy she remembered he was a tall, muscular, handsome man and her tummy flipped.&nbsp; She licked her lips, "what are you doing here?" she asked him, rivetted to the spot.&nbsp; He was so handsome and she had a wave of desire, something a mother was not meant to get when faced with her son.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 22:54:15</strong>
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				"The end of your....you mean your back?&nbsp; To stay?" she asked him, her eyes wide.&nbsp; She reached for a tissue and wiped them, smiling at him.&nbsp; "You're back for good?" she asked him, suddenly looking forward to having someone to look after again.&nbsp; She had not had anyone to look after in a long time, it would give her purpose again.&nbsp; Deep inside Elene was a submissive, she had no idea, all she knew was that she loved to please, to serve and now he was back she would have him to look after.<br><br>She blushed when he said she looked great, "I got fed up with feeling so fed up after your dad died.&nbsp; So I treated myself to these" she gestured to her chest, "then I joined a all ladies gym.&nbsp; I go there two, maybe three times a week." She explained, approaching him.&nbsp; "I take care of my self." The cat appeared then, jumping onto the table and glaring at Ryan.&nbsp; "This is Satan" she said, stroking the black cat.&nbsp; "He's been here for a while, adpoted me" she stroked him, and the cat was quite happy to let her do that.&nbsp; But he glared at Ryan, as if daring him to touch him.&nbsp; Claws were at the ready.<br><br>She flew into his arms, kissing his face hard, soundly.&nbsp; He was so strong, so fine and she felt her heart pound in her chest.&nbsp; Her nipples were so very hard, she hated that she was turned on by her own son.&nbsp; She felt ashamed by the need rushing through her.&nbsp; "Welcome home babe" she whispered, aware her breasts were pressing into him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 00:51:25</strong>
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				Having him home was all that mattered.&nbsp; She smiled at him, kissing him again.&nbsp; "I am glad to see you" she said, her hands on his chest as she tiptoed and placed a tender kiss on his lips.&nbsp; It wasn't the sort of kiss a mother should give, and she suddenly stepped back, blushing, "I...I am sorry I am just so glad to see you all grown up" she whispered, not thinking about that hardness she had felt pressing against her. He was her son dammit!!<br><br>She lead him to the sofa, moving a couple of boxes away so he could sit down.&nbsp; She smiled down at him, "well why don't you undo your jacket, get those boots off. " She fused over him, "I'll get the kettle on, or would you rather have a beer" she kept some in the fridge, she quite enjoyed a beer at times.&nbsp; "Boyfriend? Me? Oh don't be daft, why would I want to do that when I have a perfectly wonderful man in my life again" she told him, kissing the top of his head and going to the kitchen.&nbsp; She had to stop then and close her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>He was home.&nbsp; he was here, and he was so man strong and fine.&nbsp; She gulped, she couldn't have these feelings for him. She got a bottle out of the fridge, found some potato chips and put them in a bowl.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through her hair, making sure it was OK.&nbsp; She hoped he hadn't picked up her manuscript.&nbsp; She was writing a porn novel this time.&nbsp; It was classed as Erotica, but it was porn.&nbsp; This one was about a woman who was almost 40 being taken by a man much younger.&nbsp; She was just at the point where he was about to half rape her, and she suddenly had an image of her and Ryan in those positions and that made her groan. <br><br>She put the beer bottle down and the chips and started to rub her nipples through the fabric of her dress.&nbsp; Undoing the buttons she ran her fingers over them, feeling them grow harder.&nbsp; "Oh damn I want him so badly" she muttered, pressing herself against the corner of the table, imagining him watching her, touching her......fucking...her...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 01:26:09</strong>
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				She was caught in her dream, thinking of him.&nbsp; Wanting him.&nbsp; she was oblivious to him standing watching her.&nbsp; She groaned softly, her eyes closed and her face red.&nbsp; She was so wet, and her nipples so hard.&nbsp; She pressed further against the chair, wanting to cum, she needed to cum.&nbsp; She couldnt believe she had these feelings, these urges for her son.&nbsp; But damn he had grown into a damn fine man and her body ached for him.<br><br>She pinched her nipples hard, both hands busy on her large cherries, she was so close, she needed....<br><br>She opened her eyes to moan and saw him there, watching her.&nbsp; her face exploded in a blush and she dropped her hands, stepping back and turning from him, burning with shame and embarrassment.&nbsp; She trembled hard, seeing him there just made her wetter, hotter, hornier..."I'm....sorry" she whispered, her voice croaky.&nbsp; She was sorry, sorry he had caught her, sorry he ahdnt just forced her over the table and.....she got redder...<br><br>What was going on with her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mummy dearest (kaz&amp;Fulgrim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 11:56:26</strong>
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				She couldn't move, she was frozen to the spot as she felt him approaching.&nbsp; Then suddenly hands on her..his hands.&nbsp; His voice, his words, eventhing happened in a frenzy.&nbsp; A frenzy of clothes, emotions, needs.&nbsp; Unspoken need and a forbidden fruit about to be picked. Sampled.&nbsp; Tasted.<br><br>He was on her in a flash, hands everywhere, making her mouth for him.&nbsp; She felt her body react, she was so aroused.&nbsp; She was aroused by her own son.&nbsp; She loved the Way he took control,the way he did what he wanted.&nbsp; He touched her in a way that told her he was in charge, in control and that drove her crazy.&nbsp; That drove her to the point of knowing she loved him in a way a mother should not love her son.<br><br>Kissing, her nipples his new toys.&nbsp; She felt him them force her down, pinning her under him, facing the floor she knew what was coming.&nbsp; She wanted it, longed for it.&nbsp; She felt him then, a heavy cock rubbing against her and then...then the colors danced behind her eyes as he claimed her, stuffing his hard shaft deeply into her silken tunnel.&nbsp; She cried out, her body bucking back against him.&nbsp; She had never felt such a fine cock in her.&nbsp; He was hard, claiming a prize..<br><br>"Yes yes Ryan, fuck me, fuck me so hard.&nbsp; Make me cum for you" she cried out, her body writhing under him..<br>
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