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READ CLOSELY: This blog represents the desires and fantasies of a successful man living big in the city, for which those fantasies are plenty: primarily incest and voluptuous women, but oh, there's a little bit of everything: promiscuous sluts, seductive strippers, doms, cucks, bullies, and bimbos. I write captions utilizing one or more of these elements. Don't be afraid, no one is watching you - Take a look around. Talk to me. Let me know what you like (all conversations always remain private).

The parents drove off for the evening and as I anticipated, I heard her coming upstairs, the high heels hitting the floor closer and closer to my door. My big sister let herself in my room, before suggestively laying down besides me, staring at me up and down for a few moments, running her hand under my shirt as to caress my stomach and my chest with her fingers. She spoke softly, asking the question with the type of attitude that got her the answer she always wanted.
“I know you have plans with your girlfriend tonight but I’m hoping you can cancel them, tell that girl to stay home tonight? I really wouldn’t want you to leave me alone, you know…”
She stared down at the blanket, smiling when I told her I would do anything for her. My girl was already a lost cause, as soon as my sis entered the room. She rolled over and was laying right on top of me, giving me a kiss on the lips that lasted more than a few seconds, before reminding me that I was the best brother a sister could ever ask for.

The parents drove off for the evening and as I anticipated, I heard her coming upstairs, the high heels hitting the floor closer and closer to my door. My big sister let herself in my room, before suggestively laying down besides me, staring at me up and down for a few moments, running her hand under my shirt as to caress my stomach and my chest with her fingers. She spoke softly, asking the question with the type of attitude that got her the answer she always wanted.

“I know you have plans with your girlfriend tonight but I’m hoping you can cancel them, tell that girl to stay home tonight? I really wouldn’t want you to leave me alone, you know…”

She stared down at the blanket, smiling when I told her I would do anything for her. My girl was already a lost cause, as soon as my sis entered the room. She rolled over and was laying right on top of me, giving me a kiss on the lips that lasted more than a few seconds, before reminding me that I was the best brother a sister could ever ask for.

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Her ex had just broken things off with her a few days ago so she reminded me how much this meant to her, me agreeing to be her date on this big night of hers, this prom she was so looking forward to. She finally came downstairs and impressed the whole family as she showed off her skin-tight dress, and walked up to me slowly in her high heels, subtly seducing me while our parents and other siblings watched both of us cluelessly. She told me that she had a limo reserved just for us two, whispering in my ear how much she was looking forward to thanking me, in the privacy of this limousine we were minutes away from entering.

Her ex had just broken things off with her a few days ago so she reminded me how much this meant to her, me agreeing to be her date on this big night of hers, this prom she was so looking forward to. She finally came downstairs and impressed the whole family as she showed off her skin-tight dress, and walked up to me slowly in her high heels, subtly seducing me while our parents and other siblings watched both of us cluelessly. She told me that she had a limo reserved just for us two, whispering in my ear how much she was looking forward to thanking me, in the privacy of this limousine we were minutes away from entering.

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“You know baby, you shouldn’t stay home from school, but if you did, I think we could have a lot of fun…”
That was what she told him this morning, and allowed her to rationalize her selfish behavior so she could get what she wanted all along, which was to bounce on her son’s dick when no one was around. Just thinking of the many things that were wrong with this, all things that she was enabling, was putting her over the edge, and furtively whispered things to try to get him to stop, and all it did was get her wetter, and get him harder, until they both climaxed at the same time while she repeated “This is so wrong…” again and again while cumming, and smiling, as the son’s seed was dripping out her cunt.

“You know baby, you shouldn’t stay home from school, but if you did, I think we could have a lot of fun…”

That was what she told him this morning, and allowed her to rationalize her selfish behavior so she could get what she wanted all along, which was to bounce on her son’s dick when no one was around. Just thinking of the many things that were wrong with this, all things that she was enabling, was putting her over the edge, and furtively whispered things to try to get him to stop, and all it did was get her wetter, and get him harder, until they both climaxed at the same time while she repeated “This is so wrong…” again and again while cumming, and smiling, as the son’s seed was dripping out her cunt.

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She had been blowing all of the masseuses for a while now at this favorite spa of hers; old news to the girlfriends in her close circle, though her husband and children still had no clue. Not that it would’ve mattered as she never really went out of the way to hide such facts. In fact, she found out the owner of the spa would be stopping by today, this old greasy mother fucker, and so she canceled plans with the family, just hung up the phone on the husband while he was complaining, just so she could be here now, bringing her A-game to get some discounts for her friends.

She had been blowing all of the masseuses for a while now at this favorite spa of hers; old news to the girlfriends in her close circle, though her husband and children still had no clue. Not that it would’ve mattered as she never really went out of the way to hide such facts. In fact, she found out the owner of the spa would be stopping by today, this old greasy mother fucker, and so she canceled plans with the family, just hung up the phone on the husband while he was complaining, just so she could be here now, bringing her A-game to get some discounts for her friends.

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Here we were, a bunch of my friends and I sitting on the couch watching my mom shake her ass, flaunt it in front of all of us. All she was asked was how she met my father, who was taking a nap upstairs, and it seemed to bring back her days as a club rat, reinvigorated her a bit for the evening.
“Well boys, to be honest, that night we were a bit drunk, I don’t remember exactly what happened but I do know that this good-looking man approached me from behind and grabbed me like I was already his. I think I knew it at that point. We got to dancing, and I know you’ve probably done this already, but you know how these hip hop clubs are…”
This was when she grabbed the remote and muted the TV so she could put on her favorite radio station playing some nice R&B, careful not to turn it up too loud, before bending over a bit and reenacting that fateful night while closing her eyes and smiling.
“Yea, we started dancing real close, I could tell he was excited, and he grabbed me tight and was soon just thrusting himself into this big ol’ booty.” She laughed and turned around to see our faces before offering each of us a dance. “Son, why don’t you dim the lights a bit, and I’ll show each of you boys what it was like.”
One of my friends, the decision-maker of the group, was quick to get up and be first, who walked up behind my mom close enough that he could feel her butt pressed against him. She was quick to tell him “Both hands, baby,” and they started grinding right there in the living room, my mother sensually moving her ass left and right while my homie held it harder and harder, moving his hips along with hers. Mom put her head down and closed her eyes while my friend basically started dry humping her, slowly,  but she was rocking back and forth with him, ensuring her ass never escaped his crotch, and after a few minutes of that, the speed slowly increasing, my mom grabbed one of his hands and moved it to her breasts, so he was grabbing her ass with one hand and her tit with the other, still behind her as she was bent over the table. Homie got a little forceful now, and started thrusting into her, and he looked back at all of us before muttering “fuck it” to himself, unzipping his jeans and yanking down his own briefs. My mom saw this and was quick to lift up her own skirt, revealing her lack of panties. She grabbed my friend’s cock which she had made hard as a rock with her grinding on it, and slid it in her, and just like that my mom was getting fucked over the table. The music that was still playing was covering up the clapping of my mom’s ass against my friend but it didn’t matter, he came in her mere minutes later, thrusting so hard while mom just held the table tight so she wouldn’t fall off.
Afterwards, he fell back onto the couch, his pants still down, closed his eyes as if he didn’t care how he looked anymore. My mom snapped back into it after a moment, turned around to look at me, at all of us, and said, “Which one of you sweet boys is next?”

Here we were, a bunch of my friends and I sitting on the couch watching my mom shake her ass, flaunt it in front of all of us. All she was asked was how she met my father, who was taking a nap upstairs, and it seemed to bring back her days as a club rat, reinvigorated her a bit for the evening.

“Well boys, to be honest, that night we were a bit drunk, I don’t remember exactly what happened but I do know that this good-looking man approached me from behind and grabbed me like I was already his. I think I knew it at that point. We got to dancing, and I know you’ve probably done this already, but you know how these hip hop clubs are…”

This was when she grabbed the remote and muted the TV so she could put on her favorite radio station playing some nice R&B, careful not to turn it up too loud, before bending over a bit and reenacting that fateful night while closing her eyes and smiling.

“Yea, we started dancing real close, I could tell he was excited, and he grabbed me tight and was soon just thrusting himself into this big ol’ booty.” She laughed and turned around to see our faces before offering each of us a dance. “Son, why don’t you dim the lights a bit, and I’ll show each of you boys what it was like.”

One of my friends, the decision-maker of the group, was quick to get up and be first, who walked up behind my mom close enough that he could feel her butt pressed against him. She was quick to tell him “Both hands, baby,” and they started grinding right there in the living room, my mother sensually moving her ass left and right while my homie held it harder and harder, moving his hips along with hers. Mom put her head down and closed her eyes while my friend basically started dry humping her, slowly,  but she was rocking back and forth with him, ensuring her ass never escaped his crotch, and after a few minutes of that, the speed slowly increasing, my mom grabbed one of his hands and moved it to her breasts, so he was grabbing her ass with one hand and her tit with the other, still behind her as she was bent over the table. Homie got a little forceful now, and started thrusting into her, and he looked back at all of us before muttering “fuck it” to himself, unzipping his jeans and yanking down his own briefs. My mom saw this and was quick to lift up her own skirt, revealing her lack of panties. She grabbed my friend’s cock which she had made hard as a rock with her grinding on it, and slid it in her, and just like that my mom was getting fucked over the table. The music that was still playing was covering up the clapping of my mom’s ass against my friend but it didn’t matter, he came in her mere minutes later, thrusting so hard while mom just held the table tight so she wouldn’t fall off.

Afterwards, he fell back onto the couch, his pants still down, closed his eyes as if he didn’t care how he looked anymore. My mom snapped back into it after a moment, turned around to look at me, at all of us, and said, “Which one of you sweet boys is next?”