Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>49

He was spanking me harder and harder, making me shiver with excitement. I hung on to his neck as my husband punished me. In my mind I imagined he was punishing me for what I did... for what I did with our son... for what I did with Frank and with Suzie and with Gina and Elaine... and... oh my god, our son! Oh god I couldn't stand it, I needed more!!!

Suddenly we heard footsteps approaching the kitchen and my husband quickly pulled my nightshirt down gasping, having difficulty controlling his breathing. It was Tommy. He walked into the kitchen saying hi and grabbed a cup of coffee. I was sexually frustrated being teased by my daughter and my husband without a release but couldn't do anything about it. We made small conversation and my husband excused himself to get ready for work.

At one time during the morning I asked Tommy what his plans were for today and he said he was going to hang out with Gina. The thought of the two of them "hanging out" brought vivid thoughts of Gina's pussy to my mind. I felt a little jealous, part of me wanted to be with him and another part wanted to be with Gina, it was so confusing!

Soon after my husband and Tommy left the phone rang. I picked it up thinking it could be Tommy.

"Hallo?" I said into the phone.

"Kate?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"It's Frank..."

My heart froze! I couldn't say a word as the dreaded phone call I was so much anticipating became a reality!

"Kate are you still there?"

"Yes, what do you want Frank?"

"You know what I want, I want you and you want the pictures back."

"Ok Frank, how do I get them back?" I said with a trembling voice.

"Hmmm... I like your eagerness, are you excited?"

"Frank, please, I just want to get those pictures back."

Although I knew my daughter who was still in the house could not hear me, I lowered my voice.

do and you will... if you do exactly what

you want?" I said

to check for me if

"What! I will not!"

breathing became deeper. How dare he ask

it's the only way you'll get

much as I despised him, I felt I didn't have much choice. I would go along with what he wanted for the moment. I waited a few moments but he didn't say anything. I turned away from the stairs in case my daughter came downstairs

it, now what?" I

"Good, are you wet?"

"No."

your pictures back," He said and I could almost visualize

am, you're satisfied?" I said after a short pause, my face becoming beet

rub it in circles

demented person wanted

satisfaction of fucking me but no more!" I almost yelled into the

confusion between decency and hate for that person and the perverted pleasure his demands were insinuating creeping into my mind. "Kate, Kate, Kate... I could easily post your pictures all over the internet, better yet, I could e-mail them to your

I gasped

Jesus, I'll do it... ok...

the horror of those pictures getting out and quickly rubbed my pussy. Another surprise was that I immediately felt pleasure

can hear your heavy breathing... good girl, now stick your

to Frank's perverted pleasures I slid them in and moaned. What else could I have done? I did not want those pictures reaching my husband, it would definitely cause him to divorce me and I was afraid that I would loose my kids. I tried very, very hard not to enjoy myself but those fingers... god those fingers

out

juices softly moaning into the phone, forgetting who listened to my moans on the other end. The thought of doing that with

good slut Kate, now are you alone

my daughter's

Kristy... she's a hot little number, her tits and her ass... I'd

caught me

not,