Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her Again:>Ep3

"And you think she'll fuck me?" I asked. "That would be amazing!"

"She will devour you whole, dear boy. She will literally fuck you to exhaustion," Mom promised. "And if you compliment her legs she'll be yours forever." "Can you set it up?" I asked.

"Anything for my new fuck toy," she smiled, getting out of bed. "But I need to get ready for work."

I watched her disappear into her bathroom; I lay in my parents' bed, a variety of nasty upcoming fuck sessions scrolling through my head like trailers for porn movies.

*****

I was just arriving at Ellie's high school, my Alma Mater, when I received a text.

It was from Mom: Meet me at 847 Wisconsin Drive NOW!!!

I texted back: Why?

Mom's response: Miranda's house.

Although I was dying to talk to Ellie, it would have to wait. I adjusted the erect cock that had appeared awkwardly in my pants and started the longest twenty-minute drive of my life. My mind spun and spun with the upcoming possibility that I might get to fuck Miranda Collington, the pantyhose-wearing dream girl of so many of my stroke sessions!

I arrived at the house and Mom's car was in the driveway. I parked and tried to tone down my anxiety. I took a few deep breaths and walked up to the door. It was opened a moment later by Miranda herself dressed in a black skirt, matching pantyhose and a blue blouse. She looked like she was ready to deliver her weather report tonight.

Her radiant smile greeted me. "Come on in Curtis, I've heard a lot about you."

I walked in, still really nervous, and followed her into her living room. Mom was there and greeted me. "Hi, Curtis."

in mind, or what she may have

on the couch and I sat on a lone chair as Mom explained, "I was just telling Miranda here that you're her biggest

I blushed.

on the couch

gave an affirmative nod, so nervously, like a virgin approaching a prostitute, I walked over to

my leg, her voice dripping with seduction, "So tell Miranda, what

up my leg was a major distraction as I stammered, "Um-I-I-I grew up obsessed with your legs. I have a nylon fetish and you were one of the only women on the planet that always wore them."

Mom, who is

you want to touch my nylons?" Miranda

nodded my head like

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took my wrist and placed my hand on

last night, Mr. Beast." she began. "But

to grow and I slowly moved my hand up her leg, my fingers tracing around on her sexy nylon-slick

hand wasn't roaming, it was hovering... until it landed

incontrollable moan. Wanting to replicate her aggressiveness and sensing nothing but encouragement from her, I reached her pantyhose-covered crotch and

I'd be entertaining

aroused moan. I looked at Mom, who was smiling perversely, enjoying the torment of

had our hands on the other's private parts through

when Miranda said, "So, young stud, your mom also told me that you really want to fuck

out a shocked

true, Curtis?" she asked, giving my cock a squeeze, as

I replied, "Yes,

Ma'am is for old people. Am I old?" she asked,