I’ve always been told a woman is never broke because she always has something between her legs. Well, I kept this in mind as slid on this Red teddy crotchless lingerie piece. I let my hair down and swallowed down this Stella Rosa wine. Someone knocked on the door, come in I yell. I hear him say how good it smells. I told him thanks and how I wanted to talk to him about a bill I needed help with. Some shoes the brats need. He said come out so we can talk. I head out and it’s not just him it’s him and his oldest son. I get nervous. His son says calm down we are all grown. You see he was my best friend’s father. He comes up and speaks on the medicine he’s on and how he knows he can’t fuck me so he wants to swallow my juices and watch his son fuck me. So they both start kissing my body he start licking my pearl while his son is sucking on my breast. His son tells me he’s been waiting on this day for years. I let out a slight moan because it feels so good. He stops while his son puts me on all fours and begins to eat me from behind.then he slides behind and slowly slides in. I let out a slight gasp. As he slowly goes deeper till I can feel every inch. I’m enjoying it and I begin to moan as he fucking me his dad goes under starts licking my pearl while his son is going deeper. I begin to moan louder as I scream an ecstasy. I try to run but then grip he has I could never. He tells me to cum and I do. They leave and tell me they’ll be back for more. But before they leave, they leave a couple of hundreds on my table.
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Breeding Bitch Gets Bent
I’m a hot-as-fuck milf, that’s for sure. I’m a mature woman, but I’m still in my prime to breed, you know. I had a fantastic fantasy this morning; You come in, baby, all hot and bothered for my sweet Mommy cunt. Your cock is hard as a rock, and you need to fuck something, someone, soon or you’re likely to be overcome with madness.
I’m standing there, bent over my kitchen counter, washing dishes. That’s enough of an invitation for you. You come up behind me, slipping a hand up my dress, and two fingers into my cunt. I moan on instinct, and it’s seconds before my hot cunny is dripping down your fingers.
That’s a sign for you; you slam your hard cock into me, fucking me mercilessly. One of your hands in my hair, one on my throat. You don’t even care that my little ones are watching. In fact, I think it turns you on even more.
You’re slamming me into the counter; I know I’ll have bruises on my belly later. You’re squeezing my throat, and I’m screaming as I cum all over you. My tight cunt milks your fat cock until you can’t help yourself, and you explode deep inside of me. You lean over, until your lips are pressed against my ear. Your cock is still buried in me. You whisper throatily “I just put a baby in there. I bred you, you bitch.” And then, you’re gone. Who knows who you are, or where you went? All I know is three weeks later, I’m not feeling so hot, and the thought of having your baby makes my pussy soaked.
Step-Daddy Made Me His Breeding Whore
I remember the first time I was with a man. My mommy’s boyfriend, my step daddy, showed me exactly what it means to be a woman. I was a teen, I’m hornier than anything. Being a French girl in the Southern United States? That got me a lot of attention from the boys. But down in Baton Rouge, down in New Orleans, it’s not as uncommon as you might think. My step daddy took a special interest in me. Mama was out at the market, shopping with my sister Marci. He came to me after I had finished my back. Wordlessly, he sat me on my bed, laid me down, spread my sweet, young, bald pussy lips, and gave me a true kiss. The kiss that let his younger flicker over my clit. The kiss that left me screaming, and shaking. He scolded me, as I called for God’s blessing in my native tongue. Over his knee I went, freshly dripping and trembling from my first orgasm. He spanked my bare ass again, and again. Until I counted in English, and spoke never again a word of French. Then, he kissed me again on my young cunt before slipping his fingers inside of me. Only a taste, he said. When I was begging, he’d let me have his cock. It was later that summer on a sticky Louisiana August evening that we conceived my first son. He branded me as his breeding whore. And I lapped it all up; a kitten with her cream. Now, I teach my own little ones. I smile; I’m the cat that got the canary.
600 Miles To Miami
With quarantine being lifted, I decided a little beach trip was in order for my boy brats and me. We planned to ride down to Miami. Now, I know my boys have to rub one out first thing in the morning, or they’re trouble all day. We were leaving at 4 a.m., and I warned them that if they wanted to satisfy their hungry teen cocks, they’d have to do so before the “train left the station” so to speak.
Being my rugrats, they procrastinated until they had no time left. I loudly walked into each of their rooms. Embarrassed, they each stopped stroking their cocks in turn. I smirked to myself as I ushered these hot boys into my van. I had just caused them all to edge on purpose. If they couldn’t listen, they’d have to suffer the entire 600 mile ride.
Around the 100 mile mark, I noticed the two in the back start to squirm uncomfortably. The little tents they pitched were obvious. I chanced a peek at my oldest beside me in the passenger’s seat, and caught him subtly rubbing his cock through his shorts. I pretended I hadn’t seen. I know they were all too shy to cum with Mommy in the car. They were seeking relief, perhaps they couldn’t help it; all they were doing was edging themselves more and more.
My sweet Mommy pussy started getting wetter and wetter as their quiet panting became louder wines, and even the occasional moan. Around the 300 mile mark, I needed the bathroom, so I pulled over into a more secluded spot on the side of the road. I wandered into the brush to have a sweet piss, hurrying back to catch them with their cocks in their hands.
And that I did. “Young men, are you masturbating in my van?”
“Yes Momma.”
Their need was obvious to me. I teased them with a smile and an “accidental” slip of my nipple as I adjusted my tank top. That was all they needed. My three boys were out of the car, and on me before I knew what was happening. My youngest forced his cock into my mouth, my middle son slamming himself into my tight little asshole, and my oldest claimed my sweet Mommy pussy for himself.
I had no choice but to take it. All three blew not one, but two loads into my holes before they were truly spent. As we got back on the road, they slept like babies as I dripped cum from all my holes, heading down to Miami.


















