Subliminal Control Pt. 03

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The sun was beginning to set as I rode home on my bike. Boy, what a day! I hoped that my sister was out with her friends so that I wouldn’t have to deal with her crap. I really could use a beer or several and just chill out. I know, I know, I’m not of legal age to drink, but a guy can dream can’t he?

I pulled into the driveway and saw that Mom was home. My stomach rumbled as I imagined what yummy dish she made for dinner. My Mom worked hard as a legal secretary and made really good money, but she was also a damn fine cook.

I opened the door next to the garage and the smell of Sausage and Peppers caught my nose, making me salivate. My stomach gurggled again…god, I was hungrier than I realized!

I walked into the kitchen and there was a dish on the stove wrapped in tin foil. A note was attached that said, Steve, I made your favorite dish. Enjoy! I took off the tin foil and sure enough, she made sausage and peppers and the plate was still warm. Excellent!

I got some silverware and went over to the kitchen table and began to chow down. I was halfway through the meal when I realized I needed something to drink, so I went to the fridge and got out a Miller Genuine Draft beer. I twisted off the top and took a few gulps. I then proceeded to eat the rest of my food before getting up and going into the living room.

I plopped down on the couch. Man, I was more tired than I realized. I looked for the tv remote and saw that it was next to the tv, so I got up to retrieve it and suddenly büyükesat escort the room got wonky. So I sat back down and closed my eyes and passed out.

I don’t know what time it was when I came awake, but I couldn’t see because there was a blindfold covering my eyes. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, my hands and feet were secured in a spread eagle fashion. I started to panic and called out for help, only something was secured in my mouth and it came out muffled. I heard movement and then something was tickling my feet. A hand maybe?

Whatever it was had a relaxing effect on me and whoever was doing it knew it. But I couldn’t think. My mind was hazy and my thoughts were jumbled.

I then felt something teasing its way up my leg and as it worked its way to my thigh, I started to get aroused. But then I had another thought, I was naked. Oh fuck!

Each minute that passed I was coming more and more out of my hazy state of mind. And now I could feel someone kissing my stomach and then my neck and then licking my ears. And then a soft whisper, “I’m so very wet for you Steve.”

My mind raced. Was this Becka? Oh no, no, no, no, No! Oh fuck! I was so screwed. Please don’t hurt me Becka! My mind screamed. And I groaned. But then I remembered.

Earlier that day, my older sister found my hypnosis cd’s and listened to them. And she became nicer to me. And then she gave me a blow job on the couch. But why was she doing this to me. It didn’t make sense.

I çankaya escort felt someone sucking on my nipples and then kissing up to my ear again. And then another whisper, “I’m dripping for you Steve. In a minute I’m going to stand up and finger myself for you and move my pussy onto your chin so that I smear my juices on your lips.”

“Oh fuck, Becka. What did I do to you?” I pleaded in my mind.

I then smelled her pussy. She was definitely excited and my dick grew hard. I felt something tickling my chin and then something wet touching my lips around whatever was in my mouth.

Her smell was intoxicating and beyond anything that I had ever even dreamed about. But then I had an epiphany or rather 2 in short order.

Earlier that day, I found my sister Becka’s panties on the floor of her room and they were drenched with her juices. I remembered bringing them to my nose and inhaling her fragrant scent. And then earlier she stood naked in front of me in the living room and she was bald as bald could be between her legs. And one thought entered my brain at that moment.

Mom? I think I just felt my mother’s pubic hairs on my chin. Oh double fuck!

I then felt something very wet touch the tip of my dick before sliding down my shaft and I groaned, “Ohhhhhh.” I figured her mouth was on my dick and it throbbed as she stroked my thick shaft with her hand and gently cradled my balls. So I closed my eyes because I was in heaven. And then all too soon, the voice ankara escort was back at my ear.

“If you liked that, you’re going to love this.” I felt her hands on each of my shoulders and then I felt her hot wet pussy slide down my hard cock. The sensation was better than anything I ever even dreamed about. “Oh, fuck! Your dick feels good Steve.” As she inched her pussy lower and lower on my dick.

The blindfold was removed and yep it was my mom. She kissed my face as she slowly rose and fell on my hard cock. Her pussy was incredibly tight and so, so wet.

“Oh, Steve, I love your hot cock in me. Oh yeah. Oh Yeah! OH YEAH!! Oh fuck! It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked like this!” She cried out. She was practically sobbing.

I was close. So very close to cumming! Just a few more strokes and I would be filling my Mom’s cunt with my sperm.

Mom was riding my dick faster and faster. She was almost there herself. “Oh Steve, Yes! Yes! Yes! I’M CUMMMMMIINNGGG!!” She cried out as her hands clutched my head to her breasts and her juices poured out all over my balls and thighs.

And so did I. “FUUUCCKKKK!!” I cried through my gag as my cock erupted again and again and again. Easily the biggest load of cum inside her impossibly wet, tight pussy.

After she calmed down, she said, “Now I’m gonna lick up the mess we made because I love you Steve.” As she rose up off of my dick and a huge rush of my semen dripped out of her vagina and covered my dick and thighs adding to the mess there.

And that’s when it hit me that she found my cd’s and listened to them. Fuck!

But then I saw the bedroom door open. Becka was now in the room and before my Mom could go down on me, I saw two hands reach around and grab both of her tits from behind.

to be continued…

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