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 Vacations are always fun, Rick thought as he mused about his well-earned break.
He looked down at his sperm dripping from Melanie's pussy. That's what he
liked about being a DJ. He worked weekends and evenings. That gave him plenty of
time to fuck his neighbor's wife while he worked nine-to-five.
"How's my beautiful bride?" he asked the ravaged, gorgeous blonde.
Melanie didn't answer. Her head reeled from the trance/high Rick had induced in
her with his beloved substance.
Her marriage was not what she had expected. Instead of a wonderful, happy
union with her husband, she was forced to share her firm and slender body with Rick.
They were Rick's lips that most often met her own. They were Rick's hands that most
frequently groped and massaged her breasts. And it was Rick's cock that most often
pumped in and out of her tight, little pussy. At least she was on the pill...
Rick mounted Melanie from behind. "One last fuck before I go..." he cooed.
Melanie's sperm-filled pussy soon trickled with the new excess. After Rick left her, she
would eventually regain her thoughts, wash herself, and prepare to make love with her
husband. She couldn't end the cycle -- she knew she needed the pumping of Rick's cock
and the substance that soothed her cravings. She was addicted. She was his slave. The
funny thing was, she enjoyed it. This was the sex she looked forward to.
Rick soon found himself at his destination. Sunny Florida. He patted his most
prized luggage: the pouch in which he carried his precious substance. He hoped to find a
woman to fuck on this trip. With the substance, he figured it should be little difficulty.
He couldn't believe his luck when he stepped onto the patio of his beach house.
He looked to the left, into the courtyard of the second house adjacent to his, and beheld
the lovely ass, the sexy legs, and the flowing blonde hair of a fine, young prospect.
The woman turned slightly, but didn't notice him. She was tending to two
children, probably hers. She knelt down, and properly adjusted the swim trunks of her
little boy, then the bikini of her little girl. The lean tightened the hot pink shirt across her
chest. Rick felt his tongue was ready to fall out as he eyed the firm shape of her breasts
through the shiny fabric. He watched the slight jiggle the constraining pink allowed as
she pulled and yanked on her children's swimwear. Then her body stopped moving, but
Rick's eyes stayed locked on her breasts. Her body stiffened, and Rick finally brought
his gaze upward. The woman was glaring at him.
Rick smiled. He had been caught, but made no effort to conceal the appreciation
of her tits. He returned his eyes to the pretty sight as he spoke.
"Hi, my name is Rick. I guess I'll be your neighbor for a little while."
The woman folded her arms over her chest and turned away. "Hello. Sorry, don't
expect to see much of me." The words had a direct meaning.
"Oh? Plan on getting busy, do ya?" Rick formed his own meaning.
The woman scowled, but it looked more like a self-assured smile. "I have a lot of
exciting things planned, but none of them involve neighbors."
Very good! This one could look out for herself. The woman sat down in an
opened lawn chair. She stretched out across it's length. Rick immediately flashed an
image in his mind of sharing that long, wide chair with her. The woman pulled down a
set of sunglasses. The image made her look cool, but to Rick she was nothing but hot.
The children went to the beach, and began to splash each other in the water. The
area was quite secluded. The other beach houses were small and far away in Rick's
sight. So much the better.
The woman turned toward Rick, who had yet to break his gaze of her for more
than a second.
"I'm sure you have better things to do than stare at your neighbor all day."
"Oh, I love to take in breath-taking sights." he replied.
"Me, too." she answered. "Hopefully I can find one or two. I haven't seen
anything breath-taking so far." She took a sip from a water bottle at her side.
"Too bad. I'm sure something will pop up." She ignored him. "Would you like a
drink?" Heh heh. A drink with the substance!
"No. I don't drink. Except for this." She wrapped her red, luscious lips around
the water bottle, and took a deep gulp. If it wasn't for the stone fence separating the two
courtyards, she would have seen Rick's cock spring to attention.
"What a shame. Well, honey..."
"Stephanie, the name is Stephanie. Now please, if you wouldn't mind, I would
like to rest and be with my children." She turned ahead away.
"Maybe I could buy you dinner tonight?" Rick was still willing to try
conventional ways to get sex. And if they failed, the substance would wind up doing the
job.
Stephanie sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm here with my boyfriend."
"Oh..." Guess it would have to be Plan B. Oh well.
Rick continued to stare at Stephanie's body. The tight, hot pink shirt did nothing
to conceal the tantalizing shape of her chest. Her golden, smooth legs extended
wonderfully from her shorts and ended in a pair of dainty, paler feet. Rick strained his
eyes on her hips, trying to determine if the black he saw against her flesh was a bikini,
or her panties. She turned her head quickly and caught him eyeing her once again.
"Look, you're not going to have sex with me, Ok?"
Rick was a little taken by surprise.
"I... I..."
"I'm not an idiot." Stephanie had the tone of a scolding mother. "I see how
you're looking at me. You think that just because I'm you're neighbor I'm going to hop
this wall and beg you to take me." She sighed at Rick's feigned ignorance. "Don't deny
it! I know you want to have sex with me."
"Honey," Rick eyes her intently, "I want to fuck you."
Now Stephanie was taken aback, but she quickly composed herself. "Whatever
you want to call it... I'm not interested, either way. I'm here with my boyfriend. We are
gong to have sex tonight. I am going to fuck HIM!"
"Ok, ok..."
Both of them heard the sound of the telephone from inside Stephanie's beach
house. She gave him one last spiteful look, then headed inside to answer it. Rick
watched her all the way in, never letting his eyes break from her firm, little ass. He was
disappointed to see she had taken the water bottle with her. Damn! If she had left that
out, he would have had his chance!
It was a good while before Stephanie re-emerged. Her children had run in and
out of the house, playing God-knows-what. Rick watched for her, intent on his prey.
Hoping for the right moment to strike... Finally, Stephanie did re-appear.
"Hey, listen I'm sorry for what I said." He offered.
Stephanie looked at Rick, ready for another defense.
"You caught me off guard back there. I was just trying to be friendly." He added.
Stephanie wasn't sure if he was sincere, but realized she had been the first to
turn nasty. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have barked at you."
"I didn't mean to be too forward, I just thought dinner with a beautiful woman
would be a great way to start the vacation." Of course, he knew fucking the beautiful
woman was his intent, but he couldn't say that.
"Friends?" he offered a handshake.
Stephanie eyed him, trying to read anything on his face worthy of distrust.
"Friends." She answered. She walked up to the fence, and shook his hand -- still
untrusting but hoping he was sincere.
The next couple of hours offered some inspiring views. The landscapes, the
waves, the vegetation, Stephanie's legs, Stephanie's bent-over-ass. Rick patted the
substance he carried in his pocket. He was growing antsy. Ever passing second seemed
to add the pressure of his hard on. Her thin little arms... her flowing hair... and those
cute little titties under that hot pink shirt! But how could he get her to take the
substance? He looked hopelessly at the water resting beside her on the patio. If he could
only get to it...
They hadn't spoken since their handshake. Rick sat in his own lawn chair,
stealing glances of her when he got up to refresh his drink.
He noticed some suntan lotion next to the water bottle. A conversation topic!
"Aren't you going to work on your tan?"
Stephanie gave him a cautionary look. He had behaved for awhile, and hoped he
hadn't re-discovered a hard-on. She figured he was hoping to see her in the bikini she
had on underneath her shorts and top. She wished she hadn't worn such a skimpy one.
She had intended to work on her tan, but not if it meant exposing any part of her that
might kick him into high-aggression.
"I might." She answered flatly.
"So where is your boyfriend now?"
Stephanie didn't mind answering this. He would surely give up when she
informed him of her intended lover.
"He's coming on a later flight. We weren't dating when I originally made this
reservation, so we couldn't fly together." That was true. She had only been dating Dave
for a month and a half, though she had first met him seven years before. He had tried
and tried to get her to date him, but gave up when he saw her sucking her ex-husband's
dick at a party. She realized she picked the wrong man to blow and marry. After two
kids, the marriage fell apart. She ran into Dave, and decided to give a 'nice guy' a
chance. He had been wonderful so far, and fully understood her wish not to have sex
right away. But she was going to make love to him tonight. He deserved it. She was
eager for their first time.
"Looks like he sun is already starting on you..." he said, pointing at her arms and
legs. "Want me to rub some lotion on them?"
Oh, here he goes... "No, I'm ok."
She called her young son over to her.
"Bobby, will you put some lotion on mommy?"
She sat down and let her son rub the lotion on the bare portion of her shoulders,
back, and neck. She could have done it herself, but wanted Rick to see her let someone
besides him do the honors. He saw, and just smiled back at her. His smile turned
somewhat frownish however, as she let her son spread the clear lotion onto her easily
accessible arms, and then the length of her smooth, beautiful legs. Her son wasn't
rubbing it in, SHE was!
Stephanie rested smugly. That should end it...
The day continued on. Rick was going insane. If he didn't get an opportunity to
drug Stephanie soon, he might lose his chance to fuck her. He had eyed her water bottle,
hoping he could get it long enough to put the substance in. But she always carried it. She
made a few trips inside, but always took it with her.
Finally, he had to make a trip inside himself. He strode into his beach house,
rubbing his sore penis as he headed for the bathroom. He couldn't shake her image from
his mind. The hot pink shirt seared in his memory with a yearning he felt in his crotch.
He had to see her again...
He opened the bathroom window ever-so-slightly. Good. He had a view of her. It
wasn't the best angle, but it would have to do. He looked down the length of her body,
wishing he could taste, touch, and feel every inch of her flesh. What a sight she was,
here on this magnificent beach. The sun, the sand, the crest of the waves, Stephanie
unbuttoning her shirt.
Rick almost had a heart-attack at the unexpected sight. Stephanie's breasts
bobbed in a tight, skimpy, black bikini top. Evidently she thought Rick had left, and was
no longer uncomfortable baring her sexiest parts. She pulled off her shorts, and the glint
of the black bottom sparkled in Rick's eyes.
Rick slid his hand into his shorts. He stroked himself as Stephanie stretched out
on the blanket. The rub of his cock made him desperate for her. Desperate for her cunt.
Stephanie was about to open her shirt when Rick saw her jump to her feet -- not
because she saw him or heard the slapping of his cock, but because her daughter was
crying down by the water. She raced to her child. Rick watched the beautiful mother
comfort her offspring. Evidently, the little one had gotten sand in her eye. She led her
into the beach house -- leaving her belongings unattended.
Rick pounced. He pulled up his pants and raced for the door. In a blink he
hopped the separating stone fence and immediately grabbed Stephanie's water bottle.
Empty...
Fuck! Nothing to mix the substance with! Rick was desperate, he had to have
this woman, he had to fuck her. But now what?
The he remembered something. Something he had been told when first given the
substance.
It works through the skin.
There it was, that fuck-saving tanning oil. Rick grabbed it, his hands shaking
with nervousness. It wouldn't do him any good for her to come out and catch him here!
The cap came off easily. The substance went in easily. Rick place it in its original
position.
He leapt back over fence and made his way back inside. Please, please let her
use more of that lotion! He resumed his position at the bathroom window... hoping...
Stephanie re-emerged from the house, and took a noticeable look into Rick's
courtyard. Confident he wasn't looking, she removed the hot pink shirt that dangled
open in front. She sat back in her chair, now clad in the bikini only. She reached for the
lotion.
Rick was careful not to jerk himself to ejaculation as Stephanie oozed the oil
into her hand. He wanted to. He wanted to cum right then as she spread the lotion onto
her breasts. They looked so fucking good glinting in the sun. She took careful measures
applying it to her generous assets. She seemed to enjoy it -- lingering her hand on the
soft, rounded flesh for much longer than necessary. She looked again towards Rick's
courtyard, and seeing she was still alone, spread the lotion onto her thighs.
How long should he wait? How long until the effect kicked in? Would it work
the same way through the skin? His past experiences would hopefully help him here. He
waited for the familiar writhing motion. The motion induced by the substance that more
than anything else revealed her condition.
But it never came. Stephanie rested comfortably in the chair, and never writhed a
centimeter. Was it working? Was it working? Rick paced his bathroom with desperate
longing. He couldn't jut go over there. Her couldn't just grab her if the substance hadn't
kicked in.
Time seemed to pass like lightning. Stephanie dabbed some lotion on her from
time to time, but never displayed any extreme sexual heightening. She teased her breasts
with her massaging hands, and even seemed to run her fingers ever-so-close to that
treasure between her legs. But she didn't seem wasted. She didn't seem excited. Before
long the sun was obviously in a setting stage. No more lotion would be applied. No more
tanning.
In fact, Stephanie told her children to go in the house. The ran in, laughing and
playing. Stephanie stood up, the beautiful folds in her shiny black bikini bottom glinting
sexuality to Rick's worshipping eyes. Her breasts jiggled a bit more freely now that they
were freed from the tight shirt. Her body seemed more tan, and looked like a definition
for the word 'sex.'
Stephanie lifted the hot pink shirt onto her shoulders, and slid her delicate arms
through the sleeves. Then she stood. Her head was drooped, almost as if she had fallen
asleep while standing. She stumbled. She caught herself on the chair, but the motion
gave Rick all he needed to kick him into high-aggression. Her right breast fell out of the
bikini.
Rick eyed the exposed nipple for only a second. I was far away, he planned to
get closer. A lot closer.
Stephanie regained her balance, and placed her breast back inside the skimpy
top. She turned, and again almost fell. She rested one knee on the chair while she
worked at the buttons on the hot pink shirt.
Rick was through his door, his eyes fixed completely on Stephanie. Her back was
turned to him, and he could see the motions of her buttoning up her shirt. He hopped the
fence and moved towards the woman he was going to fuck.
Her arms stopped as he placed his hand on her shoulder. They froze, motionless.
Rick was trying to determine how she was going to react. Stephanie... her mind was
trying to comprehend what was happening. Her body froze. Her hands locked in place
on one of the buttons.
That touch... that touch... her mind swirled around the sensation, but struggled
with the meaning. Something told her it was bad, but she didn't know why...
Rick moved his other hand to her other shoulder, and started gently rubbing.
That feels good... Stephanie's mind thought.
Her supporting leg started to buckle. Rick guided her onto the chair, continuing
his massage in the process. Stephanie lowered her other knee onto the lawn chair, and
sat on her calves.
"What are you doing?" she asked, turning her head up to him. Her voice was
slow and sweet. It's tone was full of innocence and questioning.
"Enjoying the view." Rick replied.
Stephanie followed the path of his eyes, and looked down her own chest. She
hadn't finished buttoning her shirt, and an ample portion of her breasts were still
exposed. The black bikini top formed a nice cleavage. She looked at her body, almost
remembering that there was something wrong about him being able to see so much of
her breasts... wasn't there? ... They're just pretty....
The massage felt good on her shoulders. A tingling spread down her arms. It was
so nice... so peaceful. A warmth grew across her skin, calling for the touch. Her body
became jealous of her shoulders.
"Could you go a little lower?" she asked.
Rick was still a little uncertain of her condition. His subjects had never spoken
before, at least not more than a word or two at a time. Stephanie was forming sentences,
but it was like she was a little kid. Her voice had lost its abruptness. Was she ready?
Rick moved his hands down her back. He wasn't quite ready to move yet. He
eyed the gentle jiggling his massage induced in her breasts as he felt the smooth, pink
fabric.
"No. In front."
Rick's heart quickened with her words. A pulse shot through his raging penis.
Something was happening!
He moved his hands over her shoulders, and rubbed near her collarbone.
Stephanie's body appeared to relax into the chair. Her head rested back, and she closed
her eyes.
"Could you go a little lower?" Could she actually be asking this? Could this
woman, who a few hours before wouldn't even sunbathe in front of him for fear of
exposing too much of her breasts, now be asking him to rub an area of her just a few
inches from her sexy pair?
Rick moved his hands down, his palms on her chest, his fingertips near the tops
of her breasts. Stephanie gasped slightly with the touch. her voice quivered as she issued
the next command.
"A little lower?"
The words seemed to take on sensation. They traveled up his fingertips, through
his arms, and finally into his thoughts. Rick flashed on the image of Stephanie's stern
face and fully buttoned shirt. She had been a wall to his advances. She had steered him
away with the experience of turning many away. But Rick had beaten her. He had
bettered the men who failed before him. Now, to follow her instructions...
He slid his hands under he hot pink shirt and onto her breasts. They both moaned
as his fingers cupped the soft, round bottoms of her curves.
Yes... Oh God, Yes! Rick thought as he felt the luxurious texture of her breasts
and bikini. He had his first taste of the soft lobes that he had lusted for in constant heat
since first setting eyes on their firm beauty. He pushed his hips against her, rubbing his
cock against the back of her head as he groped her breasts with deep, quick closes of his
hands.
Stephanie felt good. Her body tingled and responded to the warm touch. She
didn't know why she felt so good. She couldn't remember. Her body felt warm and
electric, but she couldn't think. She couldn't remember who she was, or where. She
couldn't remember there being anything wrong with her bikini being unclasped.
Oh, her nipples! Rick felt them first, then leaned over to see the erect, protruding
circles. He rubbed her tits through the pink fabric, then whispered into Stephanie's ear.
"We have to get your top off."
"Ok." She answered innocently, sweetly. She enjoyed the firm massages, and felt
no uneasiness at the notion of baring her breasts fully to the comforting man. Rick began
to realize the nature of this substance high It was different through the skin, making the
subject more like a child.
Stephanie twisted her body as Rick removed the shirt. Her breasts hung loosely,
freely down her chest. Her bikini top fell to the ground. Rick repositioned their bodies
so he now faced her. He stroked her breasts, smiling into her face which smiled right
back. But his smile was the triumphant. He imagined it must have looked a lot like the
one she wore when she won her little battles with him earlier. But it didn't matter, she
was to be conquered. She was so helpless, so trusting.
"I like touching these." He said. Rick wondered just how gone she was. "Do you
know what they are?"
"They're my boobs!" she said with a giggle. It wasn't an embarrassed giggle of
naked sexiness. It was a proud giggle of knowing her anatomy, even if she didn't realize
the womanhood of her appearance.
"Do your boobs feel good when I touch them?"
"Yes." She smiled with the answer.
"I think your boobs deserve a kiss. Which one should I kiss first?"
Stephanie pressed her right finger against her right breast, indenting the soft skin.
"That one." She giggled.
Rick pressed his lips softly against her breast, then again on the nipple.
"Which one should I kiss now?"
"This one!" She pressed the other breast. Rick kissed it. He delicately pressed his
lips against her tit.
The played the game for several more kisses. Stephanie didn't speak, she just
pressed her finger into her breasts where she wanted to be kissed, and Rick did so. He
kissed her nipples, a few freckles, and several rounded, bare areas.
"Does it feel good when I kiss you?"
"Oh, yes."
"Can you feel it anywhere else when I kiss you?"
"Yes... Here..." Stephanie cupped her hand between her legs.
"Your pussy. Would you like me to kiss your pussy?"
"Yes." Her legs instinctively opened.
Rick knelt down, and tenderly kissed her through her bikini. Stephanie gasped
from the kiss.
Rick smiled, then slipped his hand inside. Her found her wet cunt, and began
rubbing his fingers up and down her slit.
"Ohh, ohh!" Stephanie thrashed her head, swaying her breasts with the same
motion. Rick pressed her, rubbed her, and probed. He started to realize she experienced
the pleasure, but know longer knew what it was. She wanted to be fucked, yet she didn't
know it! She couldn't even ask him to fuck her!
"I can make you feel really good, but you'll have to ask. Do you want to feel
really good?"
"Yes! Make me feel good!"
"Do you know what you have to ask?"
"No! Please? Please make me feel good? Oh please!"
"To make you feel really good. I have to do something to you. I have to fuck
you."
"Will you fuck me? Will you please fuck me?"
Her sweet voice and evaporated coldness flashed through Rick. In seconds, he
would be in her, fucking her like a wild dog.
"Mommy?"
Rick looked behind him. Stephanie's young daughter and son had appeared from
the beach house. Stephanie didn't answer her children. She stared ahead, oblivious and
bare-breasted.
Rick wondered what he should say. They had to be too young to realize he had
drugged their mother. And certainly too young too realize he was in the process of
fucking her. But what to do? If he rammed his cock into Stephanie's cunt, they would
probably think he was hurting her. They might not be able to stoop him, but he didn't
want any couples on an evening stroll to hear shouts of freaked-out children.
"Is mommy Ok?" the little girl now spoke to Rick. An idea flashed in his mind.
"No, mommy is not ok. She is very sick."
"Why are you kissing her?"
"To make it feel better! See?" Rick kissed her right nipple. Stephanie opened her
mouth and took a breath. Rick wondered how long the children had watched him grope
and kiss their mother. So far, they seemed unafraid. Evidently their mother's smiling
face was enough to make them feel comfortable. They were definitely too young to
realize the appeal of Stephanie's lustful beauty, her slim, sexy legs, and her firm,
rounded breasts. They didn't know the extent to which men wanted to fuck the woman
that gave them life. They didn't understand very man she encountered wanted to bury
his penis deep inside her vagina.
"Are you going to give her medicine?" her young boy asked.
Rick was about to say no. But he liked the idea.
"Yes. Would you like to help?"
"Ok!"
Stephanie's son stepped beside her mostly naked body. Rick grabbed the suntan
lotion, and oozed out a handful. He pushed Stephanie gently between her breasts,
causing her to lie back in the chair.
"I need you to put the medicine on these..." Rick rubbed her breasts with his free
hand. "You need to rub it on her boobs, ok?"
"Ok!" The child took the gooped lotion into his tiny hands, then spread it on
Stephanie's tits. Rick sat back as he watched her breasts glisten in the setting sun and
jiggle from the massage of her rubbing son. Stephanie laid back, breathing heavy, but
not remembering there being anything wrong with her young son running his fingers
over her erect nipples.
"I want to help! I want to help mommy!" The younger daughter insisted and
pulled on Rick's shirt.
"Ok! Ok! You can help, too. Come here." Rick moved her by Stephanie's waist.
"This..." he cupped his hand between Stephanie's legs, "is your mommy's pussy.
Can you say pussy?"
"Puh...ssy." She repeated.
"Very good! Now I need you to put medicine on mommy's pussy."
Rick lifted one strap of her bikini. "Help me get her bikini off, precious." The
little girl lifted the other strap, then matched Rick's sliding motion. Within moments,
Stephanie was completely nude in front of Rick and her two children.
"It's all hairy!" the little girl said.
"Yes it is. That's a mommy pussy. Yours will be like that some day."
Rick eyed Stephanie's cunt. It awaited his penetration eagerly, yet innocently.
The little girl pressed her lotion soaked hand against Stephanie's cum-soaked opening.
Stephanie twitched, an moaned slightly. The little girl's hand snapped back.
"I'm hurting her!"
"No, it's ok. She liked it. Watch..." Rick ticked her clit.
"Ohh... Ohhh!" Stephanie moaned.
"Does that feel good? Does that feel better?"
"Yes... Yes!" Rick pulled his hand away. "Do it some more?" she begged.
The little girl was satisfied. She pressed her little fingers into her mother's cunt,
and rubbed the lotion across her folds. Stephanie wriggled, but urged for the touch to
continue.
Rick stood back, and watched the groping hands of the boy on her breasts, and
the pushing, penetrating fingers of the daughter. The sight was so innocent, and Rick
almost felt touched by the sight of Stephanie's jiggling breasts and the loving look of the
son. He was helping his mommy, and had no idea of the sexual ramifications of his
actions. The little girl oozed her hand, soaked with lotion and cum, into Stephanie's
pussy, probably unaware the penetration of a man's penis and ejaculation of sperm had
created her life.
As for Stephanie, her body responded as though it was a man's touch. Her hips
quivered and humped slightly the hand of her daughter. She occasionally guided her
son's hands with her own over naked breasts and erect nipples.
She had been so opposed to fucking him. She had been blunt, she had been cold,
she had been uneasy. She was even opposed to baring a large portion of her chest to him
by sunbathing.
Now she was naked, and about to have Rick's dick filling and unfilling her
pussy. And not only was she going to be fucked, but fucked in front of her children.
Rick dropped his shorts as he continued to watch the tender touch of the children
on Stephanie's sex areas. He allowed his rigid cock to spring forth.
"Ohh." he moaned. "I think I'm sick , too!" He stroked his engorged penis.
"It's all big and fat!" the boy cried.
"Do you need medicine?" the daughter asked.
"Yes. But we're out!" The children looked around. Rick had tossed the lotion
bottle away. They found nothing.
"I have.. I have..." Rick feigned illness. "I have to have medicine." The
children's faces grew concerned.
"Could you put it on these?" the boy asked, pointing to her breasts. Rick shook
his head, and turned to the daughter. Rick turned to the daughter.
"Could you put it in her puh-ssy?" She asked.
"Yes. That should help!"
Rick climbed atop Stephanie. "Ok children, if you hear us go like this...
"Ohhh!"... it means the medicine is working. I'm going to have to rub it inside her for it
to work, but if it goes ok, it will be all small again when I bring it out."
Rick leaned down and kissed Stephanie deeply. Her tongue met his, but with a
curious probing rather than an experienced one. He whispered something in her ear.
Stephanie turned toward her son.
"Thank you for helping mommy's boobs." She said. She looked to her daughter.
"And thank you for helping mommy's pussy. Mommy is feeling all better!" She looked
at Rick.
"The man is going to fuck mommy now."
Rick guided his throbbing cock with his hand. He rested it at her opening, then
moved his arms through between Stephanie's arms and chest, pulling her to him from
her shoulders. He mushed his penis into the lotion-filled cunt.
Rick penetrated her slowly, and watched her lips tremble and quiver with her
gasping mouth as his penis gorged inside her. She took short, loud breaths with his
fucking, as if she didn't know how to sexually respond to the pleasuring sensations that
filled her body. Rick was silent at first -- he just listened to her gasps and the slight
squeaking of the chair.
Her cunt was warm, and the cum-and-lotion mixture oozed between his penis
and her vaginal passage. Rick supported his humping body with his arms, and looked
down to their joined hips. He watched with great fascination the sight of his penis
entering Stephanie. The pink of her cunt... the glistening of the round lips... the purplish
color of his own large, teeming cock. He watched as the head slowly buried itself into
her, pushing some of the skin in with it -- only to reappear from the pleasure-giving
mound, listening with her juice and aching for the next thrust inward.
A thought fired in his mind, but extinguished with the life if a misfire. His cock
in her pussy... his hands on her breasts... his tongue and lips on her nipples...
The substance!
Again, the thought was gone before he fully realized he, too, was now under its
spell...
Curves... beautiful curves...
Rick liked looking at the female body under him. She had boobs. They were all
jiggly and bouncy. He liked looking at them, but his mind wasn't sure why. He tingled
when he saw them.
And she was pretty. She had her eyes closed, and her lips pursed. Rick looked at
her lips, and felt an itching in his own. Maybe if he put them together... He kissed
Stephanie, and felt his head fill with warmth.. He continued mouthing her face, feeling
her somewhat colder, wetter lips against his own lips and cheeks.
Her boobs are soft...
Rick realized the bumps on Stephanie felt good and cushiony against him. He
moved his body on her, feeling the softness across his chest. Her breasts moved with
him, and he soon noticed two poking objects in his skin.
Rick's hips stopped their bouncing. His eyes trained on Stephanie's left nipple.
He touched it carefully with his finger, watching it bend away from his press. He
touched his own nipple, but preferred the touch the firmer, larger, rounder ones on
Stephanie's boobs.
Jiggly...
His movements induced several quick jiggles in her breasts. He felt his hips grow
warm was he watched them. He pushed them against her, and felt a good, wonderful
feeling spread up from his penis. He pushed against her, making her breasts jiggle some
more. He rubbed his penis against her abdomen, and realized it felt really good. He
continued rubbing it, and watching Stephanie's boobs jiggle. The jiggled more and
bounced more the harder he rubbed.
Wet... and warm...
Rick's rubbing on her caused his penis to graze her wet, heated cunt. He was
doing something... what was it? He couldn't remember more than a few seconds in the
past...
Rick closed his eyes, and pulled Stephanie's body to him. She was warm, and so
soft. he liked feeling her. He started to see the two of them in his mind. He felt like they
were dancing. They held each other, their bodies tightly pressed, and moved and rubbed
against each others nakedness. Rick could see all of her... her jiggly boobs... her wet,
hairy pussy. He could also see himself,. His muscled, holding body... his stiff, erect
penis. They danced together in his mind, while their bodies rubbed and rested together
on the chair.
A dance...
There should be a dance, he thought, where they put themselves together. His
penis, her pussy. He moved his hips on hers, and felt surprised when his penis went into
her hole. It really felt good. He pulled it out, then let it go in her again. It really felt
good! It didn't feel as good just leaving it there, so he pulled it out again, and put it in
again.
Wow!
He continued putting his penis in her pussy, and taking it out again. Each time it
went in her, it felt really good. She seemed to like it, too. Her hips started bouncing with
his, and she made noises when it went in her. And it felt better if he went faster! He put
it in her, and pulled it out as quickly as he could. He kept doing it, it felt so good! He felt
his penis rub inside her. It was all wet in there, but he liked it.
Soon, he started to feel like he was going to pee. But he didn't want to stop
putting it in her. His body bounced on her, and he felt something squirt out. He was
scared at first, wondering if he had hurt himself. But it felt really good and soothing. He
started to relax, and stopped bouncing on Stephanie. He felt really tired, and the two of
them soon fell asleep.
Rick didn't know what time it was when he heard the sound of footsteps. He
opened his eyes slowly, and realized where he was.
Stephanie's naked body was underneath him. He had fucked her! He started to
remember the night and realized he had ingested the substance. What an experience!
Stephanie stirred underneath him. Her head moved with sleepiness, but it didn't
take long for her to realize Rick's naked body was mounted on her.
"Oh My God!" She started to squirm underneath him.
"Heya, beautiful." Rick smiled as Stephanie struggled underneath him.
"You, you FUCKED me!"
"I know, wasn't it incredible?"
"Oh my God, oh my God!"
Rick started feeling her naked breasts.
"My kids!"
Rick noticed the two children sleeping beside the chair.
"Get off me!" She yelled.
"Don't you remember? Don't you remember fucking?"
"I... I..." Stephanie grew limp. Her eyes flashed wide. Her chest heaved with
energy. "I do remember. Oh fuck, that was the powerful sexual experience I've ever
had!"
"I know. You see, we were meant to fuck."
"What was it? What did you do-"
Her voice was cut-off as she felt Rick ram his cock into her cunt.
"Uhh! Oh, Oh.. Ohh, yes! Oh, fuck me!"
Rick slammed into her, pounding her cunt with a fury he imagined he lacked
during the high.
"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!' they screamed together.
Rick realized the substance probably still had an effect. But he stopped his
thrusts.
'Stephanie!"
They turned their heads. Stephanie's boyfriend stood in the doorway.
"Dave, oh Dave..."
Rick laughed, and resumed fucking. Dave watched her body bounce underneath.
Her breasts flapped up and down with Rick's driving thrusts. he turned, and walked
away.
"Dave! No Dave!" Stephanie called.
Dave turned. Rick stopped humping, but left his penis buried inside Stephanie's
cunt. Stephanie looked at Dave, then at Rick. her chest heaved. She was breathing
loudly. She felt a pull in her chest to scream for Dave... to give herself to Dave.
But she also felt a pull in her cunt. A pull to ram herself onto the hard cock
already inside her. To try to re-experience the fuck of her life.
Stephanie didn't have time to think a choice. Her body arched her hips, sliding
Rick's cock deep inside her.
"Uhhh!" she screamed, and started humping Rick's stationary cock.
Dave turned, and walked out of view. he was gone.
Rick resumed his own thrusting, and induced a wild bouncing in Stephanie's
breasts. Stephanie rested back into the chair, letting herself be fucked. Her head started
to swarm. Her mind started to obscure. A thought squeezed itself in as her mind closed
like a shutting door... they weren't using protection.
Stephanie fell into a dreamy memory as her muscles gave out. Rick's pounding
cock reminded her of not being on the pill. As she drifted into ecstasy, she remembered
the feeling she had experienced subconsciously three times. Once for each child. Once
during the fucking she received earlier in the night.
She was pregnant.
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