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."

Mom had in mind, or what she may have told Miranda, I played it

chair as Mom explained, "I was just telling Miranda here that you're her biggest

I blushed.

an open spot on the couch invitingly and asked, "Is that

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

seat Miranda's hand went instantly to my leg, her voice dripping with seduction,

distraction as I stammered, "Um-I-I-I grew up obsessed with your legs. I have a nylon fetish and you were one of

other than my hot Mom,

want to touch my nylons?" Miranda

head

next chapter is

placed my hand

Mother was telling me about your little charade last night, Mr. Beast." she began. "But

surreal situation, began to grow and I slowly moved my hand up her

hand wasn't roaming, it was hovering... until it landed directly on my erection. "Hmmm, nice! Alexis wasn't

aggressiveness and sensing nothing but encouragement from her, I reached her pantyhose-covered crotch

be entertaining guests, I would have worn stockings...

out another aroused moan. I looked at Mom, who was smiling perversely, enjoying the

a moment of silence as we each had our hands on the other's

was broken when Miranda said, "So, young stud, your mom also told me that

out a shocked

true, Curtis?" she asked, giving my cock a squeeze, as she leaned over and bit my

I replied,

for old people.