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Bondaged Christine.

"Can I sit on your cock, buried in my cunt meanwhile?" I moaned, partly to just flirt - or was it speaking dirty to make him harder? -, but partly wanting to do just that. I felt that I needed only his hard meat, in any way I could get it, as my dinner.

Of course my rational mind overrode my lust, just as it was always if I was not unable to do anything. I wanted to be bound, to made to do anything, as my sex and body was hot for cock, but my consciousness, my mind knew that it was bad... or just inconvenient.

So, we sat to eat dinner, then clean up, then... it seemed he waited me to start anything, while I trembled with excitement waiting for him to tie me up and fuck me, use me, make me cum.
 
He grinned widely at her words but knew that she was still in need of being bound up fully to comply with his every need and want, the time had to come when she did not need the restraints or so he hoped as they ate and cleaned up.
The meal was nice but dessert for him tonight was going to be extra special as he pulled out the thicker rope and threw it around her petite wrists, tying them together securely he leaned down and began to torture her nipples through the shirt she wore. His words left hanging in the air as he stripped off his clothes and led her to the couch. "So my little hottie, won't you show me with your mouth how much you missed my cock."
 
Of course I tried to get my hands out of the binding... but just after he had time to tie them up. And I was surely playing being reluctant enough that he needed to push my mouth towards his maleness... After that it was just the need for my dessert, kissing, sucking, licking his cock like a popsicle, moaning, loosing myself in the fun of cocksucking, like a whore in love with it... I just had to feel my arms kept in strong hands, the rope connecting my hands, almost like it was a short circuit for my core. But I wanted to feel him in my cunt too! So, after a long time to cool down from my frenzy, I tried to leave his hard and throbbing cock alone, pulling off my throat and mouth from it.
 
His grip on her tied up hands was kept firm as her mouth worked over not just his cock and sacs but every part of him, he was so hungry for more that when she pulled back away from him he glared at her and reached out with his free hand to almost rip her shirt off. Pushing her back towards the other end of the couch her legs were spread and forced open by his own, the pulsating and throbbing glistening tip of his phallus was soon piercing her labia in a blur of movement. Buried to the hilt inside her pussy he spoke. "Say it, you need my cock to fuck you daily."
 
"No!" I growled at him, trying to get my hands out of the bondage. But my legs was hugging him, pulling him to fill my depths. "I need it continously!" I moaned out, as he was finally sliding home into the cunt that gave life to him.

I knew that I was bad... and hoped that I would be punished for it, but I no longer cared that the man having his cock in me, and who manipulated me into firing up my heat in the last weeks was my only son. I just felt even hotter, for he had started to grow into a man I needed... God bless his father...

I only had the smallest of fears, it being that my daughter would be teared away from me, that she could not spend time with us if her father got wind of how unnatural my love life was... But deep down it was even more perverted, for I hoped that Harry would become the perfect lover who could give my Jennifer - his little half sister - the greatest pleasure when she turned 16 (and he turned 21) in three years... But until that, he was all mine!
 
The growl and words combined with the pulling of her hands against the bindings at the same time her legs wrapped tightly around him was almost too much for his soul to bear but fighting back himself he moved his body back breaking the solid contact and leaned down to bite hard into the tender flesh of her right breast. Shaking his head he repositioned his body so that just the tip of his rampant phallus was teasing her protruding clitoris and glistening labia.

His words were harsher. "Say it my whore, you need my cock to survive."
 
At first I cried out, real tears coming to my eyes as he got harsher. It hurt my nipple and my heart, even my soul... His words making me sob... or was it he keeping his cock out of my cunt?

"I need it! Your cum is my cocaine, Master!" I meowed, not even knowing if I spoke or it was somebody else... I wanted to give all of myself to him, to not keep any distance, but the more I could move, the more my mind could think... And thinking in place of just feeling was not really constructive for having a blissful orgasm.
 
He was a little worried that he might have pushed her too far when she actually shed tears, the words hitting the tip of his cock so fast that hips gave way. Seconds later he was fully buried deep inside the soft velvety inner folds, tip probing away against her cervix trying to penetrate it slowly this time making her pleasure grow and stay. Lips soothingly made contact with each breast, sucking and kissing them taking extra special care with her nipples this time around as he only sought to heighten her arousal.
 
"Fuuck!" I cried out in pleasure, my body arching then undulating all around the place. normal squirming was no longer an opption, for it was a full body movement, almost tearing out my arms from their socket, throbbing hard around the cock, and nipples standing so hard that if he was softer, he surely would be speared by them.

I found the whole situation surreal. There I told him to care more, then I am making him hurt me by grinding against him this hard? Never before I felt like this need to please him... He wanted to hurt me, it hurt, but he wanted to... so he would get it as he wanted, making me just hotter. Even if I fought against my ties and him, what he wanted, he could do with my body, and my mind followed like an overeager puppy... Humping him, seeking release, but not wanting anything, just hoping that my master would help me reach it.
 
His teeth along lips made harder contact with the soft supple skin of her breasts and perky nipples, the tip of his rampant phallus pounding harder and faster into her cervix as the ridges along the edge massaged her walls at a fast pace. His own release was building up slowly, no need to rush what would ultimately be beautiful to experience he though to himself as he slid three long thick fingers of his large strong left hand in between their bodies to pinch and twist her engorged clitoris hoping to set in motion one of her longest releases ever.
 
I do not know what he had done then, as it seemed that after he reached for my clit, the world exploded around me. The pain and pleasure, being unable to move - and I do not think that it was from my hands bound either -, caused me an orgasm... What I remember that it was like being thrust out of time, with a nice big cock throbbing in my cunt, my womb speared on a rod of hot pleasure, clit being grabbed into hot pliers.... It was a timeless experience, too long to the pain to still count, too short for the pleasure to kill me.

But when he moved, I think I was feeling the continous movements as one, finally his cumming deep into me was like he was doing it from the start... What I remember next was that I crashed from the high hard, trembling, my body gripping his cock, my strenght gone, breath coming in pants, and my clit felt like a miniature cock in his hand. And a great feeling of fullness, of hot seed gathered in my womb, my feminine side dancing in excitement as my egg raced to reach the life giving fluid. I swear that I ovulated from both sides, or it felt like that.
 
He could feel every one of her emotions and movements, his body riding each wave of pleasure that she was experiencing as he fully unloaded the contents of his heavy tight sacs deep inside her pussy. Eventually coming down from the high his body coated in a thin layer of sweat, breath coming in short spurts as he fought for a few seconds to keep eyes open. Shaking his head from side to side seemed to have the desired effect as he pulled her up from the couch, with her hands still bound he moved them both to the bathroom. Pushing her over the basin for a few he ground hips against her ass and knew that tonight she would sleep even sounder.

After quickly showering he took her to bed and buried his cock up her ass, cradling her close he played with her clitoris and breasts, loving the fullness of her mounds in his hands, tip of cock lightly pulsating as he found yet more energy to unload another load of hot jism up her ass.
 
I was loving it... There is no other words for it, but I was just living for the moment, for the bliss... And as I found myself in bed for the night, hands still bound, his cock in my ass, I could not do more than purr and push against him, even as my bowels wanted to push out his cock, I wanted to have it in me. It was making him happy, for I felt him release another load, and all was right...

We just forgot that my daughter and his little sister would arrive early, with my ex transporting her to us for a weekend of family hiking... And she had a key.
 
He woke early the next morning and untied her body, taking a shower and dressing he left his mother to sleep and started on preparing a light breakfast. It was about an hour later that he heard the key turn in the door, eyes watching his sister enter and laughing with her for several minutes. He was really looking forward to the camping trip and watched his sis run in and wake her mother.
 
I was laying there like a well fucked slut, my last dream making me caress myself, feeling the cum drip from my pussy and ass. I relished in the depraved feeling, the wet spot in the bed, the smell of steamy sex... I lay there on my back, legs open, waists sporting the leftover trails from the rope... hands caressing my pussy and breasts...

And my virgin sweet innocent daughter coming in to try wake me up, with her big half-brother out in my kitchen, freshly showered...
 
His sister came back out a few minutes later realizing something was wrong with Mom, luckily the ex had stayed outside. Entering the room he shook her vigorously and pulled the sheets up over her as he spoke firmly.
"Up and gret dressed, you are making us all late and keeping your ex."
 
"Okay, okay! I did not knew it was this late!" I moaned, then scampered towards the bathroom. Only the cry of surprise making me realise that Jennifer was already here. Still, blushing I jumped into the shower, hoping that she did not seen anything... And that she would not realise how bad it was for me to be naked before my grown up son.

Of course I did not see that as he watched me moving, she was watching him, licking her young lips.

I was ready shortly, but it would be a mad dash again as I do not had any clothes with me in the bathroom... Well, and I choose a too small towel to show off to my son... Again not realising that my daughter was staring at me too.
 
He had left the room and vicinity for the time being, going outside to speak to her ex briefly as he started to load up the car with the camping gear. Telling him that things were moving fast now he entered the apartment, voice cutting the air like knife through soft butter.
"Everyone to the car, we have 5 minutes or the car goes without us and we have to walk"
 
I was almost ready... if jumping from one leg to the other, trying to pull up my shorts could be called that. Inside I was screaming, calling myself a slut... but it only made me hot and bothered!

Finally I was ready, boots, socks, shorts, and a T-shirt... Not enough time to see what my son got for me inside the backpack for me, and not even time for a breakfast. I just hoped that he was adult enough to make us ready for this trip.

Smiling, I kissed him on the mouth when passing by, then welcomed my ex with a peck on the cheek... I was blushing when my daughter looked at me with curious eyes, and pulled back from me when I was nearing with a kiss. "Did you brushed your teeth?" she asked, and as I stood there rooted to the earth, she giggled, and kissed me... on the mouth. It was a fleeting, short kiss, I was not even sure it happened, but I almost hit my head into the car when sitting into the back with her. The men sitting in the front...
 
He had moved to the car and sat in the front seat, it was the best position for him and turning his head only slightly he glanced back at both ladies before laughing as his father drove them towards the camping ground. Having packed most of everything they would including some adult supplies, something he was now fearing they might not use with the looks both his mother and himself had been getting from his sister.

The trip was shorter than expected, getting out and stretching his arms above his head along with almost cracking the muscles in shoulder and back he began to unpack the car, watching his father kiss his daughter good bye promising to pick them up in two days he laughed as soon as the car was gone.

"That was painless, now onto the cabin up the short trail. Last one there has to cook dinner naked." He laughed loudly and sped off carrying almost all the bags over his shoulders, feeling muscles rippling beneath his clothes.
 
I was stunned at his words, knowing that he could be making me do it if he really wanted. I squeeked, tried to situate the left over pack better on my shoulder and start jogging, not to be left back. I tried to speed down my son, not seeing that my girl was deliberately keeping back...

So, I stood there gawking at her not understanding why she was pouting and asking "Do I have to?" already getting off her jacket and eyeing the small kitchenette.

"No, no, it is all right, Leo was just joking, after all the stud is only a teenager!" I tried to diffuse the situation... badly. For my daughter giggled, and said "I mean cooking dinner, Mom! Get your mind out of the gutter!"
 
He was not sure how much of the lead he had built up would remain as the packs began to weigh down his movements quite a lot, it was a struggle to even keep walking for the last few meters yet alone run. Barely looking over his shoulder as he heard their footsteps and voices approaching fast he staggered as best as he could towards the verandah area that would ultimately lead to the threshold of the house. Stumbling up the last step one pack dropped and in the time it took him to reach down and settle himself before moving on into the cabin they had both entered. A shake of his head was sufficient for now as he set the packs down in each room and began to remove his jacket first followed by shirt. Just as he was about to remove his jeans in the hallway he spoke. "Well a deal is a deal isn't it ladies."
 
I just got more flustered, when my son arrived too, clearly thinking that he was the one needed to cook..

"Okay, you two win! I wont cook anything this weekend!" I tried to not react sexually at my two child throwing off their clothes, almost like they raced to see who was more daring...

It was quite hot, and after my run I too started to loose my outer clothes... Or more like jacket and shoes, for my short and T-shirt did not had anything underneath.
 
He glanced at his sister and laughed pushing her back out of the kitchen and stripping down to his boxers, it would be close enough to fully naked for now as he still wanted to keep some modesty around at least his sis. Chuckling loudly he spoke. "You ladies go relax in the outer area, let me cook the food."
 
We both stripped to our lingerie slowly... Or more like she stripped to her bikiny, and I became naked, blushing.

Still having a little sunbathing in the middle of nowhere did not needed me to get anything on, even if I started to look around for sunscreen lotion in my bags....
 
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