It seems i will come after Selina, nice to meet you

Don't asked if isn't OC.

Well i like your storys Selina but could you make one that isnt with cheating?
It turns me kinda down somwtines.

I'll start doing stories that aren't OC only.

But don't expect too much if I don't know much about it ^^

Based Off of: rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=2420850

"One day Twilight was sitting on her bed practicing spell casting, until a piece of paper flew into her window, she quickly grabbed it and examined it, it was a invitation to Pinkie's "Cherry POP" Semnar, Twilight was interested to see what Pinkie had plan now so she decided to go."


"When Twilight got there she was greeted by a nude Pinkie Pie who was happy to see Twilight join, "Hey Twilight, You're her for the Semnar?" she said, Twilight replied confusingly "Yeah, why are you nude?", Pinkie pie giggled "Why don't you come here and find out?", Twilight blushed as she willingly went inside and got some useful "information" ~"

((Good?))

"Before dinner, Jessica jerked me off onto her tits. I had spent all day in the office and my balls were swollen, so when she took off her top and started pumping my cock, I came pretty quickly. Like a good little vixen, Jessica kept stroking every drop of cum onto her chest, even sticking out her tongue and licking the tip of my cock for a few more morsels."
"Dinner was at IHOP with Jessica's friend Melanie and her new boyfriend. Melanie was a slut and a cocktease, and had a reputation around town as an easy lay. I thought Melanie was hot as balls, especially that tight perfect ass. For months, I had been begging Jessica to invite Melanie to our bedroom, so I could smoosh my face into my girlfriend's pillowy tits while the thin slut Melanie rode my cock. Jessica said no every time I asked, which was a bummer. "
"Jessica was a thick bitch, with huge titties and hips that are easy to grab as you fuck. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing I love more than a curvy girl who slurps down cock like a milkshake. And Jessica spills flesh out of a bikini in every way a man could want. Really, with tits like hers, there is no such thing as a conservative outfit. Every piece of fabric stretches and strains under her body until she's just dripping sex.

But every once in a while, I'd get a craving for a thin tight slut like Melanie and my eyes would wander. It wasn't just her cute ass and adorable tits. Melanie's life was like a porno designed by a horny teenager. She lost her virginity in a gang bang with her step brother's hung friends. She got two thugs from rival gangs to spit roast her, and then drain their loads into her mouth like a mixing pot.

But most famously, and most frequently, she was a sucker for any big cock that swung her way. Melanie would approach strangers in the grocery store if she thought they had a big bulge. She hung out naked in men's locker rooms (nobody fucking protested to the hottie sprawled nude on the carpet) looking for big dick. If you were under 6 inches, Melanie wouldn't give you a second glance. But if you were well hung, then everything and anything was on the table, at any time. "
"To be perfectly honest, my cock was 5.8 inches, slightly below Melanie's prick size minimum. But I was hoping that if it ever did happen, Jessica could cash in on years of friendship with the big cock slut to get my underachiever into the most well fucked pussy in town. It's not like Melanie would actually fucking pull out a ruler to measure my cock, but with a size queen like Melanie, I guess anything is possible.

But Jessica said no to a threesome every time. It's not like Jessica is a prude: I've heard the stories of what kind of trouble she got into before she settled down with me. With knowledge of all the black cock that has passed through my girl, it's a wonder I can stay hard inside that seriously fucked pussy. Not that Jessica and I fuck too much any more. At the start of us dating, we were having sex pretty regularly, but it's slowed down a ton. She'll jerk me off onto those massive breasts, and then sit on my face for an hour each night while she watches the Daily Show and creams.

Anyway, Jessica and I arrived to dinner and Melanie texted saying she would be late. Even after licking all my cum off her tits, Jessica said she was still hungry so we got her a salad to start. Sitting across the table, watching my big titty girlfriend eat was hypnotic. She looks like a Carl's Jr ad, if she were blonde. Let's just say that when she drizzled a glaze over those lettuce leaves, I was thinking about drizzling another kind of glaze all over those tits."
It took them long enough, but Grant and Melanie finally arrived. Watching Melanie come through the door in her booty shorts made my cock start to rise. Even though I had just cum less than an hour ago all over Jessica, if there was any fuck slut in the world who was going to give me a stiffie, it was Melanie. I reached across the table in my lap to try to get Jessica to press down on my cock. She jerked her arm back and shot me a glance. "Hey y'all," she said, turning to a smile as she greeted the new couple. I waved.

Melanie sat next to my girlfriend, and the fucker Grant took a seat next to me. He wasn't what I expected from Jessica's description of the horse-hung stud. Instead of big and buff, he was kind of lanky, though really tall. He had a bad smell, like body odor and cigarettes, but with a skank like Melanie, I shouldn't have expected James Bond in a suit. Across the table, I watched Melanie give a wink to Jessica, as if to say, "Did you check out the bulge?"
Instinctively, I shot a quick glance to the lap next to me. Grant was fucking hung all right. He had on gym shorts that were no match for the bulge he was packing between his legs. I mean, it looked like a roll of cookie dough, but even longer. With all that slack, and with the flimsy gym shorts, he was risking the tip of his cock to just dangle out the right leg. Good thing he was so tall.

I'll admit, seeing Grant's bulge was a little sexy. I'm not gay or anything, but it was hard for my mind to see that thing and not picture it splitting open sexy little Melanie from the inside. Like, can you imagine Melanie's tiny tight body taking in all that fucking cock, inch by inch by inch? God, the idea of him spinning that slut on her back and feeding his whole length to her pussy was better than any porno I could think of. No wonder my girlfriend was dripping wet every night from looking at it.
Everyone ordered pancakes, plus my girlfriend got a side of bacon. I drooled a little thinking about how that bacon was going to make her thick fat ass even juicier. There was no denying it: my cock was rock hard under the table with these two drop-dead sexy ladies across from me. Melanie especially, casting out natural "fuck me" eyes that made her even more irresistible. She was telling a story about her writing class, and what a perv her professor was and how she was worried she might fail. I wasn't listening but I sure was paying attention.
When the conversation died down, Jessica started asking Grant about himself. "So what do you do?" He shrugged. "Play lacrosse with the city college, and I sell weed on the side." "Oh sweet, I like to smoke but I haven't done so much since I started dating him." Grant turned towards me. "I'm not much of a drug guy," I answered, but he didn't seem to care. "You're missing out. Melanie and I blazed on the way over and I'm pretty chill right now." He glanced over to Jessica. "Do you want to get high now? I have some out in the truck, it would only take a second." I looked at Jessica, then back at Melanie. "Go ahead," I answered, then slyly added, "But Melanie, why don't you stay here and keep me company." She scooted out of the booth so Jessica could exit and soon enough, I was alone across from Melanie.

"Jessica's tits look fucking amazing tonight," Melanie said, right off the bat. So fucking sexy. She was right, too, and I told her that. She smiled. "Have you been fucking her senseless like she deserves?" I hesitated with my answer, but Melanie didn't wait. "That's okay, I know the details. Jessica and I text each other everything." "Like what?" "Like the fact that you eat her out every night and make her cum like an orange juicer." Holy fuck Melanie was getting me hard. Even the way Melanie moved was sexy.

"Did you see the way my boyfriend was checking out her tits?" Melanie asked. I hadn't noticed anything, but now it seemed obvious. "Grant is a very sexual creature, and he fucks me senseless, but I can't offer him the giant fucking rack like Jessica can. The things we used to do before she starting dating you. We would pick up guys together, I would make out with them while Jessica let them fuck her big tits and then lick their asshole clean while he fucked the shit out of me. We could have done wild things to a guy like Grant if you weren't in the picture."
Melanie continued. "Man, he really like those tits. Grant's jaw was on the fucking table practically while he was listening to her talk. Like, did you see the drool coming down his chin? Jessica knew it too, she was shaking those things all throughout, trying to get more of his attention. I warned Grant too, I said, this chick we are having dinner with, she's my friend and she's got the biggest fucking melons you've ever seen. Delicious big knockers that she can really fuck with. But she's got a boyfriend now."

Melanie was getting hot and heavy now as she kept going. "So I said to him, listen, if you want to fuck this slut I get it, those fucking tits, right? But she does have a boyfriend and he'll be there. And she loves him, even if they haven't had sex in a while and she's been touching herself like crazy to pictures of YOUR MONSTER COCK. I don't think it's going to be so easy for you to get her alone. It's not like you're going to be able to pick this slut up under the nose of her own fucking boyfriend."

Melanie's warning about my big titty girlfriend got me worried. It had been a long time since she went out into the truck with Grant and his horse cock. Was it really possible that she had whipped out her big tits and was currently stroking off that prick? But I took a breath. I could see them out the window of the restaurant, the truck was right there. I could see Jessica and Grant in the front of his truck, smoking weed maybe a little too blatantly. Nobody was naked, nobody was fucking around. "Melanie, you fucking liar," I said, smiling, "You're trying to freak me out for no reason. Look at them out there, they're not even fooling around" Melanie sighed. "Dude, I'm not lying to you. The point is that they could be. You think that if you weren't sitting right here, her tits wouldn't be popped out of that tight fucking shirt? Of course they would."
reached across the table and grabbed Melanie's hands. "What about you, Melanie? You just told me how you and she used to take guys together. Why don't you come back home with Jessica and me? Why don't you slip off that outfit and dance naked with her, and let me fuck you both?" Melanie didn't pull her hands back, so I kept going. "Take that tight little ass of yours and plant it on my face and I'll show you what kind of pussy eating I can do. Sure, I don't have a huge cock like Grant but I'll make you cum ten times harder using just my tongue."
Melanie leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Why don't you and Jessica come back to Grant's place after dinner?" I looked at Melanie and nodded. I don't care about that fucker Grant or his huge cock, but I was looking at Melanie's body and I couldn't say no. As long as I could plant my face in Melanie's round tight ass, who was I to complain?

After dinner, I paid for the group since Grant and Jessica were too high. Everyone piled into Grant's truck, expecting me to drive. "No come back here, sweetheart," Grant said to Jessica when she tried to get into the front seat. As I took instructions from my phone on where to drive, Grant blazed up with Jessica and Melanie in the back. He sat in the middle, with one hand on each girl's thigh. I wanted to say something, to tell that big dick prick to lay his hands off my woman, but then I thought about how badly I wanted to get some action with Melanie so I stayed quiet. Keeping my eyes on the road, I only imagined Grant groping my girlfriend's tits.
They were whispering something I couldn't hear. Jessica called my name. "Babe?" she said, stoned out of her mind. "You wouldn't mind if Grant took out his cock back here, would you?" I glanced behind me, past Grant's shit eating grin, to Melanie. She shot me a cold look that confirmed that this wasn't really a request. "Of course that's fine," I lied. Grant pulled out his huge white cock where I saw it in person for the first time. In the rearview mirror, I could see Melanie curled up next to it, her arm waving above it to demonstrate just how girthy Grant's impressive penis was.

The rest of the car ride was painful as I waited for things to escalate. Grant couldn't keep his cock still for a moment. He was waving it around, making both girls smile and giggle. He rubbed it against Melanie's thighs, then had the audacity to rub it against Jessica's. She didn't try to stop him, only smiled as the heat of its bulbous head pulsed against her tan skin. I was waiting for him to go farther, so I could stop the car and make a scene. Instead, he only kept playfully rubbing it against my girlfriend, her holding it for a moment, until we arrived at his apartment.
At Grant's place, I sat on the couch with my blazed girlfriend, gripping her tightly with my arm around her fit curvy waist. I pressed her against the corner, trying to make sure Grant wouldn't sit next to her. He hadn't put pants back on, and had taken off his shirt. With Melanie, Jessica, and I still clothed, the buck naked Grant looked like a Greek God. His cock and balls swayed low as he stepped around the carpet. Melanie helped him pack a bowl across the room as I hugged my girlfriend. He pressed a button on his phone and music started to play. Jessica, suddenly alert, leapt up to dance. I asked her to sit back down, but she wasn't listening. She grabbed her shirt sensually, twisted her knees and danced to the floor, smiling and grooving to the music.

As Jessica danced, Grant came over and planted himself in the seat where she had been sitting. He didn't seem to notice me one bit. He was grinning and hollering at Jessica as she danced, egging her on. I saw her smile back at him and respond, jiggling more flesh, sticking out her ass, shaking her shoulders so her big tits moved. Grant grabbed his cock and waved it at her from the couch, and my stoned girlfriend giggled and took her top off to the music. My cock stirred seeing her sweaty brown tits dangling free.
I called her over to me. "Yes babe?" she asked me, brushing her melons up against my shoulder. "I think this has gone too far. Can't you see the way that big cock stud is oggling you? I mean, he's stroking himself right next to me, drooling all over you." Jessica leaned in closer until I could feel her hot breath on my neck. "Just let it happen, babe. Let me fool around with him and you can have your time in the sun with Melanie. Wouldn't you like that?" In the moment, all I could think about was the big beautiful pair in front of me and how much Grant wanted to rub his face in them. But then I thought about the sex vixen across the room, and I nodded.

My girlfriend stood up from me sensually and grabbed Grant's hand, pulling him across the room as she sauntered towards Melanie. Grant, hard cock poking out in front of him, lunged forwards, groping my girlfriend's tit with one hand and yanking off her shorts with the other. Her juicy ass swaying, her big tits bouncing, Grant rubbed his cock against my girlfriend's thigh and dug his lips into her neck, making her tilt her head and moan slightly. She whispered something into Melanie's ear as Grant licked her shoulder, and they called me over to the middle of the carpet.
"Before Grant fucks me," my girlfriend said, "I want to make sure you feel comfortable. Okay baby?" I looked down at Grant's stiff cock and gulped. "Take a look at my titties." She started bouncing up and down slowly, her big breasts floating out of step with the rest of her body. I was mesmerized. Grant's raging boner was leaving my mind as every thought I had was replaced with those tits. Jessica saw the glazed look come over my eyes as my heart quickened and my cock got hard. There was no one else in the room but me and those bouncing, bouncing, bouncing, tits...

"Let me see that cock," a voice whispered. I immediately shed my own pants, my attention never swaying from Jessica's heaving bouncing chest. Beneath me, Melanie was down on her knees, my stiff little cock on one side and Grant's twisted fat boner on the other. "Shit, bro," Grant sneered, "You've been fucking this chick with that thing? How do you even tit fuck her? Boobs like hers need a cock that can actually fit all the way through them." Some other time, this would have bothered me, but Jessica's tits had made me a drooling animal.
With two cocks to choose from, Melanie slipped her lips around Grant's enormous third leg. I heard her sloppily gagging as my girlfriend instructed me to lay down on the floor, beneath her. "Open your mouth, baby" she said, squeezing her breasts with her elbows, "I want you to eat this pussy like your whole life depended on it." As she lowered her cheeks onto my face, I started licking furiously, flicking her clit with my tongue as her warm thighs squeezed my face. Her gaze was glued to Melanie's sloppy blowjob, something I could only hear with my busty goddess girlfriend on top of me. "Holy fuck Melanie can take that thing down," Jessica squealed.

"Stop," Grant commanded, yanking Melanie off his cock. "I want the titty bitch to suck me off now." Wordlessly, following his command, my girlfriend lifted herself off my face and crawled over to where Grant's wet shaking cock dripped onto the carpet. I saw her open her mouth and lurch forward to accept it into her throat, but before contact my view was blocked by the heavenly perfect ass of Melanie. "Hey boy," she teased, shaking her ass over my face, "Ever flicked a girl's shit box?" Before I could even comprehend what that meant, Melanie's spread ass cheeks were planted on my face and I was lapping at her asshole and drooling down my chin.
As I licked Melanie's tight hole, I heard my girlfriend gagging on Grant's cock. With Melanie's sweaty flesh pressed onto my face, my cock had already been rock hard. Now it was twitching and squirting bits of precum. "Looks like someone wants some release," Melanie said, rising off my face. She spun around, sitting down on my face backwards now, her small hands reaching down my stomach. "Keep licking that asshole," she ordered me, "And I'll give your little cock some love." Warm wet lips engulfed my prick, licking up my precum as a thin hand cupped my balls.

"Get the titty bitch ready for my cock," Grant yelled, and Melanie's warm body left me on the floor. I turned around slowly, my cock still aching and ready to burst. Grant was on the ground, his hard cock in between my girlfriend's breasts as she stroked him off. And sweet sexy Melanie, hands crawling underneath my girlfriend's thighs, slipping inside her and making her drip wetness onto the carpet. I was once again mesmerized by the sway of Jessica's huge breasts. She needed two hands to stroke the entirety of Grant's perfect penis, and still her tits were taking on a fair share of the work. My girlfriend's eyes were sharp and lusty, and she moaned whenever Melanie pressed inside her sweetly.
In one swift motion, Grant shoved my girlfriend onto her back and mounted her. There was no need for teasing or slowly entering her: Melanie's fingers had seen to that. Instead, the entire length of his dinosaur cock pumped inside my girlfriend's wet cunt and didn't stop. Melanie had backed away. Grant power fucked my girlfriend as we watched it happen, our jaws on the floor. Grant's bloated ball sack slapped into Jessica's ass as he pounded away at her. The room was echoing with the fierce slaps of his balls, her shrill frequent moans, and his determined animalistic grunts.

Jessica's juices were forming puddles underneath them from how many times she had cum. Grant showed no signs of stopping. Then, without warning, he flipped upside and pulled her entire body forward. Her big tits were finally useful again as she took Grant's cock between them, smothering his fat meaty prick with her sweaty bosom. Finally, Grant came. Jizz shot out of his cock in a torrent. The length of his dick spasmed with white gunk spewing from his balls through his shaft and erupting over my girlfriend's face, lips, neck tits, and arms. She passionately lapped it up, drinking from her cleavage, wrapping her lips tight around his cock head and sucking.
My girlfriend didn't guzzle Grant's seed alone. Once Jessica's flesh was overflowing with cum, Melanie offered her out stretched tongue to lick every drop of Grant's spunk. I watched as the two women ran their tongues over the pulsing cock and over each other's bodies. Before long, the greedy cunts had erased every sign of cum: only a thin layer of saliva covered everything. But Grant's cock was still raging hard. He spun the women onto the floor, hoisted their wet sticky asses up into the air, and began hammering away at Melanie's dripping hot twat. I saw my girlfriend's gaping pussy and started towards it. "Get the fuck away, bitch boy," Grant barked at me, shoving me forcefully with one hand as he continued to plow away. "Get in the laundry room and don't come back." I look at Jessica, hoping for some support, but there was none. "Do what he fucking says," my girlfriend told me, and as I sulked into the washroom, Grant rewarded her with another dose of hard beating cock.

In the laundry room, I curled up in the corner and grabbed my cock. I could hear every grunt and moan as Grant destroyed the two cunts in the other room. My girlfriend's eager moans were incessant, whether loud and clear or muffled as she gagged on cock. I drifted asleep with my dick in my hand, and woke in the morning to find Grant gone and Melanie cleaning cum from my girlfriend's fucked asshole. The two women, and the rest of the room, were moist and sticky, and they didn't hear me grab my car keys and walk out the door. I never got a text or call from Jessica, or hear from any of them again. Though even now, years later, I still jerk myself to sleep thinking about those bitches, that cock, and that terrible double date.
THE END

( very good, amazing as always miss Selina. *kisses your hand in respect to your talent*)

The Valentine's Day Surprise

This story is about a mother's betrayal. If that's not your think, than don't read this story. All characters are over 18.

Prologue

It was the Christmas dance soon and Will had spent the past 10 minutes sitting in the common room summoning the courage to ask Sarah if she wanted to be his date. He timidly shuffled over to where she was sitting.

"Hi Sarah," he mumbled, "Um... about the dance."

"Hey Will," she replied, with a polite smile, "Speak up, I can't hear you."

"I... uh," he coughed, aware that half the room was watching him, "just thought you might want to go to the dance... with me"

"Sarah," shouted Alex, as he walked over, his phone out, "Be warned, he might piss himself."

Alex held his phone out for Sarah to see. Will could see the photo of himself looking angry and his crotch darkened compared to the rest of his trousers.

"Uhhh... I'm just gonna go back to talking to Jess," said Sarah, awkwardly, and then made a point of turning away from the both of them.

Alex started walking back to his group of friends but Will rushed to stand in his way.

He meant to shout at Alex, but instead it came out as a hushed tone, "You dick, tell her that was you spraying me with a water bottle."

Alex shoulder barged Will as he replied to him, intentionally avoiding eye contact, "Push off you twat, you could have shat yourself and it wouldn't have made her any more completely not interested in you."

Like he always did, Will headed to the toilets to hide his embarrassment until the next class started.

The Valentine's Day Surprise

'Ellie?' called Alex, the good-looking barista. Elaine smiled as she took her cappuccino from Alex, their hands brushing gently as the cup was exchanged.

Elaine walked towards the back of the café, as if she was heading towards the toilets, however, as soon as she was out of sight, she walked through a door marked 'Staff Only'. The staff room had a few lockers, a door that lead to a storage room, a long desk with some chairs, and, in the middle, a round table that could seat four. She put her handbag down by the door then mischievously smirked to herself as she walked over to the table and ran her fingers over its surface. She put her coffee cup on the desk, along with coat she had just removed, before hopping up onto the table and planting her buttocks right in the middle.

She faced the door expectantly, crossed her legs and leant back onto her hands. She kicked her feet, as they hung in the air, in a fidgety way, until the door handle finally turned. Alex walked in and grinned ear to ear when he saw Elaine uncross her legs and spread them wide. He turned back to the door and locked it before eagerly making his way over to Elaine. He kissed her briefly before pulling her dress over her head, leaving Elaine in just a bra and heels.

Elaine had been ready for this since arriving at the café and both of them knew there was no time for foreplay. Alex grabbed Elaine by the hips and pulled her towards the edge of the table. She lay back and put her ankles on Alex's shoulders, whilst he used his right hand to ease his hard-on into her. She sighed as his shaft slid down her pussy; she was so wet already but his thickness still managed to provide some pleasurable resistance.

Alex grabbed Elaine's knees for purchase and Elaine reached out to grab his wrists. The fact Alex was standing meant it was easy for him to thrust into her quickly and forcefully. She cursed and grunted as the table rocked back and forth. Noises of skin slapping skin echoed across the room until Elaine stifled an orgasm-induced groan.

"Don't you dare cum all over my stomach again!" she chided Alex, in a jokey manner. A couple of times he had pulled out and jizzed over her body, which made it difficult for her to clean up and get dressed again.

"Inside you is fine by me," he grunted as he lurched forward and convulsed a couple of times.

She sat up and kissed him deeply as his limp cock fell out of her. She then moved to kissing his neck and playing with his curly brown hair. She liked cuddling up to him after sex but today, it was a delay tactic; she had something to tell him. She shuffled back to the middle of the table, her modestly large breasts were still covered by her bra, but the rest of her was naked. In contrast, her fuck buddy was completely dressed, having pulled up his trousers again, which made her feel a little awkward about what she had to say.

"I've not been completely honest with you," said Elaine, her voice nervous.

"OK... I've not either..." replied Alex, "But since you brought it up... you can go first."

"I'm not 35 and I don't work in a recording studio. I mean... I wanted to at one point in my life but I don't actually. I work as a manager in a supermarket. I saw you were quite a bit younger than me... and wanted to impress you. I'm sorry. I didn't think we'd actually end up... doing this..."

Elaine looked down and anxiously started tugging at her wavy blonde hair. Clearly wanting to convey that he wasn't upset at her for lying, he lightly touched his index finger to the bottom of her chin and coaxed her to look up at him.

"I'm not quite 23... so we both lied about our age," he said, laughing nervously.

They had been messing around in the staff room of the café for about two months now but it was just a series of 10 minute trysts. Like today, Alex's friend was often the other barista on shift with him, so Alex knew he could sneak off with Elaine to the staff room and not be disturbed but it still limited their time together.

They had talked about meeting up elsewhere, but they still hadn't swapped any contact details, or even their surnames. Both had something to hide so they never pressed the other. Besides, there was something exciting about sneaking around with someone you barely knew. That excitement had run its course however, and Elaine wanted to come completely clean.

"So... how old are you then?"

"Um... you go first..." replied Alex.

"I'm... 45..."

"OK... I was 18 in November."

'Wow,' she thought to herself, he was only two months older than her son. She was married with two kids when he was born.

"Also..." she spoke cautiously, sliding herself off of the table and walking over to her coat. She ruffled around in her pocket then retrieved two rings and slid them onto her left ring finger before continuing, "I am married..."

"Are you breaking up with me?"

"No!" she exclaimed, "God no! I just thought you should know everything, in case you want to stop."

She walked right up to him and rested herself against his body, her forearms and hands in a cutesy begging pose between their chests. She looked up at him; he was about six foot two, whilst she was five-eight in her heels.

"Wow, um... well then if we're being totally open, I have one last one I suppose. I'm still at school," he said, his voice trembling a little, before quickly adding, "but I finish this year."

Unfazed, Elaine went on her tiptoes to give her teenage boyfriend a peck on the lips.

"Also, I told you my name is Ellie because I thought it made me sound less like an old fart... but my real name is Elaine Murphy. I don't think anyone has ever called me Ellie... oops..."

"I like Ellie... but my name is really is Alex... short for Alexander," he paused to give her a quick kiss back, "but we need to go now. Maybe we can exchange phone numbers finally and we can meet up outside this place?"

She kissed him again and put on her dress before going over to her hand bag and searching through it.

"Dammit, I can't find my phone. Here's my business card," she said, feeling oddly formal considering the scenario, "Text me so I get your number too."

****

Elaine was at the dinner table with her husband, Stephen, and her son, Will. Stephen was finishing telling them about his day; Elaine already had given her summary of her day, of course, omitting the part about sleeping with an eighteen year old the back room of a café.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drop you at the airport?" asked Elaine.

"I appreciate it, honey, but I need to leave here at 5:30am, and the company will pay for the taxi. I'll just sleep in the back of the cab on the way there."

Stephen had a business trip to the States, so he'd be there from Tuesday afternoon right until his flight on Sunday morning.

"I still wish the company would have told you sooner, I could have booked holiday and come with you."

"I know, I know but we can go another time. I'll be in the Chicago office all day anyway, it's better that we go as a proper holiday. That way we can take Will too."

"Yeah, sounds fun, I spose," mumbled Will.

"You won't be here for Valentine's either..."

"I'll be back that evening, we can have dinner if I'm not too tired.."

"You better bring me some flowers when you're back," she demanded. She had compartmentalised the guilt that came with cheating weeks ago.

"Anyway, Will, how was your day?" asked Stephen.

"Same, did school stuff. Went to after school cello lessons. Mum picked me up. Then here we are."

"Nothing new then?" Elaine asked her son.

"I suppose the past few months have been less of a pain from Alex. He only picks on me at lunches."

"Do we need to come and talk to the school?" asked his dad.

"Nah, it's just words mostly. I still think it was him that was stealing my homework for a week. Oh and also made my phone stop working but I don't have any proof of anything. We're leaving school for good in a few months anyway. Everyone knows he's a dick anyway."

"Why only at lunches?" asked Elaine.

"Well he got a..." started Will when the fire alarm started beeping.

"Will! Did you forget to turn the cooker off? I ask you to reheat some food and you somehow get that wrong!" she scolded before running to the kitchen.

****

Alex hadn't wasted any time and had texted Elaine on the Monday evening after they confessed the truth to each other. Equally eager, and with her husband in the US for a week, Elaine had agreed to meet up on Wednesday. Will was in that night but Alex's parents were at the cinema. Conveniently they were at the 7pm showing of the Revenant, so Elaine and Alex had plenty of time if she went to his house.

She had felt a little awkward at first, messing around in a bedroom that reminded her so much of her son's; a bit messy, a few computer games lying around and even the same poster of a half-dressed female pop star. That ebbed quickly once the two of them got completely undressed and started kissing. His body; well-toned and strong muscles, certainly did not remind her of her scrawny teenage son.

Unlike with the café, the extra time they had now meant they could fool around a little more. Elaine had spent the first 10 minutes giving Alex a slow blowjob; it was more like a massage with her lips and tongue, and he was now returning the favour with his fingers inside her and thumb on her clit.

"Uhn, you're so good at this," she sincerely groaned, writhing on Alex's bed, "I can't believe you're only 18."

"Natural, am I?"

She cooed in agreement.

"So, um... I gotta tell you something..." Alex started.

Elaine waited a few seconds but then sat up on her elbows when Alex didn't say anything more, "yeah... go on..."

"So..." he said, not stopping his fingering action and focusing intently on her crotch, "I... know who you are..."

"Yeah..." she said, sighing and convulsing just as Alex hit a really good spot, "we talked about this on Monday."

"No I mean... you have a son... Will. William Murphy."

"How do you know...?" she started the question then suddenly a dozen previously unconnected things in her head all came together.

Alex was at school. He worked on weekday evenings, so the café she met him at must be near his school. The days she met him were always those days when Will had after-school activities; she'd go to the café and wait until she could pick her son up. Will had started to tell her that his bully only picked on him at lunch. He never got to finish the reason why he stopped bothering him after school; part of the reason Elaine went to get Will in the car was because his bully would pick on him at the bus stop. It sounded like Will's bully was busy after school, possibly with a job. Will's bully's name was Alex... Will's bully was fingering Will's mum right now.

"Oh god, you have to stop," she blurted out in alarm.

Alex instead pushed his fingers deeper and rubbed her clit faster.

"You sure?"

"No... I mean yes... you're Alex! THAT Alex..."

She was close to climax, less than 30 seconds away, but she shouldn't do this, not with this hateful bastard.

"You absolutely, definitely want me to stop?"

Her mind focused on saying 'yes' but her hand had other ideas. She grabbed his right wrist; his right index and middle fingers were buried deep inside of her, and pulled it towards her while bucking her hips.

"Oh god, please do not stop," she cried out before convulsing all over the bed.

The hand gripping his wrist tightened and then released, so Alex pulled his hand away and crawled between her legs, simultaneously entering her and lowering his mouth to hers. Still in post-orgasmic bliss she kissed him back with genuine passion.

However, he only got ten seconds before her mind came back from its haze and she pushed him away from her chest. She didn't quite have the energy to pull her hips away, so Alex was still bucking his hips in and out of her but they were no longer in a lover's embrace.

"We can't do this, not if you're picking on my son. Why did you tell me this?"

"Would you rather I hid it?"

'Yes,' she thought.

"NO!" she shouted.

"You'd have found out anyway, I thought I might have a chance of keeping you around if I told you. Besides it's going to come out anyway."

This time, Elaine made an actual effort and pulled herself away from Alex, sitting up on the bed facing him, but not touching him in any way.

"Are you blackmailing me?!" she questioned him with incredulity in her voice. She pulled a pillow across her naked chest and shot him a disgusted look.

"What? No!" he panicked, "I... told my friend Biggsy ages ago about you. Then I told him about our convo on Monday and he basically looked you up on Google or Facebook or something and said that you were Will's mum."

"Well stop him then!"

"I can't, he hates Will just as much as I do. I didn't do anything here. It wasn't like I knew you were married. I didn't even know your name. You said you were 35! How was I supposed to know you'd have a kid."

"No one asked you to bully him..."

"I'd say having his wimpy attitude and stupid voice was asking for it."

"How dare you!"

"What? It's not just me, if it was, I maybe coulda said yeah I'm the one in the wrong but It's Biggsy and like three other people at least. And he creeps on Jeremy's girlfriend all the time."

"You have to stop it getting out."

"I can't. He hasn't told anyone yet but he said he will tell everyone if I don't. He said he might keep it secret if it Is because I want to keep having a go and even said I could secretly video us and show it to Will but I didn't want to do that..."

"I'm supposed to applaud you for not being a criminal sex pest?" interrupted Elaine

"No, I just mean I actually like you and didn't want to take advantage of you and ruin your life."

"I suppose I'm a little grateful," said Elaine, before taking a deep sigh and looking away in shame, "but it sounds like that's already going to happen."

"Ellie," Alex whispered and leant close enough to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand, "I get that this is not ideal, but you can be with me. In fact, I'd like that. Sorta something good coming out of something bad."

She held his hand and her lip quivered as waves of fear and guilt washed through her stomach.

"Bet you'd like that. You could be all 'Will I'm fucking your stupid idiot mum'."

"I'll admit that the fact you're Will's mum is fucking incredible but you're not stupid. You're amazing and gorgeous and even I our brief flings at the café I really have fallen for you. I can't stop Biggsy but I can make it better for you if it does all end up coming out."

He stroked her again and moved forward towards her. They kissed as Alex entered her and didn't stop until a perfectly simultaneous orgasm 10 minutes later.

"I needed that," cooed Elaine, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

"I'm sorry that this hasn't gone the way you'd hoped but I think you need to be the one to let Will know."

"Yeah... I'll tell him tonight I suppose. He's going to hate me, no matter what I say. He might never forgive me."

"I was thinking about that... so I have an idea... there's no good way to break the news but maybe at least one of us could get something out of this..."

Alex told her his idea, literally buzzing with excitement as he told it.

"Are you fucking mad? That's the worst idea ever."

"Please, it's not like it's going to make things WORSE, and at least I can enjoy it."

What he was proposing was the end of her family, and he just wanted he to do that so he could 'enjoy it'.

"Is that what I am? I exist so you can 'enjoy it'?"

"No, that's not what I meant. You could try and say all the right things but likely end up upsetting Will, sorry to say. So why not choose it. Embrace it. There's nothing you can do, other than make it fun for yourself. Are you gonna do the 'right thing' just for the sake of it?'

Do the 'wrong thing'; choose her teenage lover over her family. She wanted excitement... that's why she first slept with Alex... betraying on her husband was one exciting taboo... but her son too...

"I need to go," said Elaine, dressed herself in silence and left.

"Ellie..."

"I'll think about it..."

****

Elaine was in her husband's home office. She rifled through the drawer of folders until she spotted what she was looking for; a letter

'Thank you for your application. It was great to speak on the phone last week. We would like to offer you the role for Studio Manager...'

It was her job acceptance letter from Big Apple Beats, a recording studio in New York. She remembered receiving that letter, nearly two decades ago. She remembered the choice it forced upon her...

Her husband, or rather fiancé as he was back then, gave her a disappointed look as she told him the good news.

"Ells, I can't get a work visa, I've tried for most of a year. Do you still want to get married? I understand if you want to go instead."

"Steve," she replied, apprehension in her voice, "I'm pregnant."

Back in 1997, she chose the 'right' choice. She didn't regret it but maybe this time, she should do the fun thing, the crazy thing. She could try and chase the ambition of 'good wife, good mother' but somehow, she thought that ship had sailed the first time she snuck into the café staff room with Alex. She was about to be thrust into a whole new life, and maybe it was best to take on a new attitude.

Mobile phone in hand, Elaine trembled as she typed a message to Alex, 'Let's do it...'

****

It was Sunday, Valentine's Day; Elaine was with her new boyfriend, in her bedroom, and she was dressed for the day. Her hair was up in curls; she had silver-coloured heart earrings and a necklace, which had been given to her by Alex; she was wearing a red garter belt, which was frilly and two inches tall with silk bows above both of the front suspenders; attached to the garter belt were black frilly topped open toe thigh-high stockings; on her feet were red 6-inch platform heels, which were open toed and had a bow for a strap around the ankle; both her fingernail and toenails were painted with red gel resin but her fingernails also had white hearts on the thumb, middle and pinkie nails; the final touch was a temporary tramp stamp, which was around 8 inches wide and consisted of a central red heart framed with a tribal tattoo design.

"Sexiest woman alive! Pose for the camera," suggested Alex as he pulled out his phone.

"Photos? Is that wise?" retorted Elaine.

"Considering the plan, could there be anything wrong with a couple of photos?"

Elaine nodded in agreement and then made a kissy face as she turned to the camera with confidence. She posed for a second photo with her back to the camera, but looking over her shoulder and the tip of her right index finger in her mouth. Alex put his phone away and smiled at Elaine. Her new life was going to start in a few hours, but each time Alex smiled, she was that little bit less scared.

Elaine and Alex had planned how let her son know she was about to leave them for Alex. Not all of Alex's friends hated Will; a couple were actually reasonably close to Will. In fact, Will had been invited to a couple of places by them, but because of his enmity with Alex he'd never gone. Alex had asked Biggsy to invite Will out that afternoon. Will didn't really know that Biggsy hated him and because Will had been told Alex was busy with his girlfriend, whose identity was still unknown to all but Elaine, Alex and Biggsy, so Will accepted.

Meanwhile, Elaine would pack all of her bags, wait for Alex to come round, give him a couple of hours of a 'Valentine's Day treat' and then send him home, with her bags, and wait until her family would come home. She had already given her husband an excuse as to why she couldn't come and pick him up, so he would get a taxi back, and be at home around 6pm. Will would get the bus back after the cinema, so he was expected to be back just after 6. She'd tell both of them she was leaving and then head across to Alex's home.

Well, that was the plan that Elaine would claim she had, to give her plausible deniability. The real plan started when Biggsy intentionally told Will the film was an hour later than it was. Will would be home an hour earlier than expected and walk in on Elaine and Alex going at it. Pretending she didn't mean to be caught was the only way Elaine agreed to the plan, but it didn't mean she hadn't been taken away by the excitement.

She knew her old life was over, so she intended to enter her new one with a bang. It was her idea to make sure they were all dressed up and bought all new clothes just to look extra sexy. Alex had offered to buy her jewellery and that led him to talking about belly button piercings, which then led further on to them talking about tattoos. When Alex said he liked lower back tattoos, Elaine excitedly offered to get one, thinking it was a perfect way to say goodbye to her old self. They even went into a tattoo parlour and looked at some designs, which is where she bought the temporary transfer, but not before promising to come back as early as Monday to get a real one.

So there she was; wet and trembling with excitement, standing near their front door, still only in heels, stockings and a garter belt. She was hand-in-hand with Alex, who was dressed in a nice shirt and trousers, both smiling at Biggsy's text. He was going to drive Will from the cinema to the end of the street. According to the text, it was just 15 minutes until the start of Elaine's new life.

"Come on Alex, let's get set up!"

"We could just do it on the floor here," he replied pointing at the ground two feet from the front door.

"Don't be stupid," she retorted, entering the open plan dining room, "for starters, that just makes it obvious this was staged and secondly, it's a wooden floor."

She pulled a seat out from the dining table, looked at the front door and then looked back at the chair. She turned it so that its side was directed towards the door.

"Sit down," she said, directing Alex to the seat, "and pull your trousers down."

He followed her instructions, revealing his semi-erection to her. She knelt down between his legs and used her right hand to hold his partly soft member in her mouth. The warm strokes of her mouth hardened him quickly. She took him as deeply into her throat she should before coughing and coming up for air. She looked up at him and grinned.

"I think this is the perfect line-of-sight for the door, but I don't think I could kneel on this hard floor for the next 10 minutes. It's a shame, I think this would have been the best position for us to be... uh... caught in."

"Yeah, would have been great to cover your face in cum as that little twat walked in."

She beamed at her boyfriend as she got to her feet and straddled him. She made eye contact as she slowly lowered herself down onto his lap. He penetrated her, making her feel full and relaxing the last of her nerves.

"This is quite exciting," she said, undoing his shirt and tossing it across the room, while gently rocking back and forth, "by the time you pull out of me, I won't be someone else's wife; I'll be your girlfriend, completely."

She gyrated forward and back but not too quickly; they still had a few more minutes to hold out.

"You better not cum before the big moment," she warned Alex, "Now kiss me, as hard as you can; as desperately as you can; we have a show to put on."

They locked lips and tongues and kissed like lovers who were never going to see each other again. They held their kiss for nearly five minutes, until Alex stopped to pull out his phone from his pocket.

"Ellie, selfie?"

She giggled, took the phone and held it out with her right hand. She pressed her left cheek to Alex's right and pouted as she angled the phone to get as much of their faces and bodies as she could. She snapped a few and then gave the phone back to Alex. He slipped it into his pocket and the two of them got back to kissing and grinding again.

Elaine began to feel stirrings in her groin. She hoped Alex would hold out long enough for Will to arrive, even if Elaine were to speed up. She bucked faster and faster, feeling her climax coming. It was less than 15 seconds away she knew it. This would the most inopportune moment for the door to open and her son to walk in, as she did not have the will-power to stop herself and act embarrassed, so close to a body convulsing orgasm. Naturally, thanks to the way of the world, this was exactly the moment the door opened.

"Mum?! What the fuck?!"

Elaine pulled away from the most passionate kiss she had ever had with anyone in her life, enough to pant a few words, "Alex... so close... don't stop."

She was almost there, and she wanted to make sure Alex knew that she didn't want to cover up and pretend they had been busted, not when she was about to cum so very hard.

"Mum, is that Alex?! MUM!" screamed her son, probably, reasonably, expecting her to stop and show some shame.

Instead, more desperately than ever, she bucked hard and felt her nether regions explode in a wash of pleasurable sensations. She screamed, knowing that it didn't matter now, there was no going back. Maybe, just maybe if she'd shown some remorse as he walked in the door, but it had been at least ten seconds and she hadn't even recognised his presence. She had almost no energy but, with some last vestiges of respect for her son, she sat up and put her right arm over her breasts.

"I'm sorry..." she said, feeling Alex's dick go limp and slump out of her.

She stood up and felt some cum dribble out of her, and run down her leg. She hurried over to Alex's shirt, as it lay close to her son's feet, the clicking of heels on the wooden floor echoed across the now silent room. Her son looked at her, his face pale, as she picked up the shirt and quickly threw it on, wrapping it round herself to give her some much needed modesty.

"Why?" Will rasped.

"I'm sorry! I didn't think you'd be back so soon," Elaine lied.

"Why him?"

Alex stomped over to Will, grabbed him by the t-shirt, and thrust him hard against the wall, lifting him a few inches off the ground in the process, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Don't think I'm good enough for your mum? Do you?"

"No... I... um... that's not what I said," her son babbled, going even paler.

Elaine stood behind Alex, her chest pressed closely against his back; her right hand was gently holding Alex's waist and her left was resting on his left bicep. She put her lips against his left shoulder blade and looked at her son from over Alex's shoulder. Post-orgasmic hormones were still flooding her body and making her want to nuzzle up close to Alex.

"Alex," she cooed softly, as she stroked his bicep and pecked kisses on his shoulder, "just calm down, please?"

"Nah, why? I asked him a question and I want a proper answer. What about you? Do you think I'm good enough for you?"

"Of course! Of course I do!"

"Why?"

"Well, you're so handsome, and strong," she said in a soothing voice.

"Tell him," barked Alex, bashing Will against the wall again, "I want him to know."

"Will, he's handsome man; he's strong; he's funny; he's lovely..."

"Lovely?! He's a dick!"

Alex bashed him again.

"Probably best to antagonise him, sweetie," suggested Elaine.

"What about how good I am at sex?" grunted Alex.

Elaine wrapped her arms tightly around Alex's torso, before she responded, giggly with embarrassment, "I think he may have seen that for himself..."

Alex tightened his hold on Will and there was a ripping noise from the t-shirt, "What do you think now?"

"Alex, you're great... I'm glad... glad you and my mum... I just didn't expect it..."

Alex dropped Will to the floor forcefully so that he landed on his bottom. Alex turned around, Elaine releasing her grip on his torso enough for him to stand to the side. He kissed her but almost without warning, his hand darted to her pussy and three fingers pushed inside of her.

"Oh... uhn... Alex... maybe not now..." she gasped, as he very vigorously fucked her with his fingers.

Barely able to concentrate, eyes rolling, Elaine tried to grab his wrist and push his hand out from inside of her, however, before she could, he pulled away himself. He bent down in front of Will and flicked all the fingers of his wet hand right in front of her son's face. Sex juices, Elaine's and probably some of Alex's, visibly sprayed out as he flicked twice more. He grabbed the bottom hem of Will's t-shirt and dried the rest of his hand. Will sat there glowering but didn't say a word.

"I'm gonna head, so I'll need my shirt babe."

"Umm... I'll..." she started to say she was going to go upstairs and change into her own clothes, but she realised that he specifically wanted her to undress here, "Sure."

She turned round and undid the shirt. She put her right hand across her breasts and handed Alex his shirt with her left. Once he took it, she covered her sex with her left hand and turned back round to face her son.

"When did you get a tattoo?" whispered her son, seemingly unsure if he was allowed to ask a question."

"Oh, it's temporary," she answered, feeling a little awkward, "but I'm getting a real one like it... tomorrow."

"Yeah," guffawed Alex, grinning smugly, "We were talking about getting 'Alex Harper' just above it. Whadda ya think? Good idea."

Will nodded silently.

"Good to hear we have your blessing," he smirked, "I'll send you a pic of it when it's done, probably as I'm taking her from behind."

He mimed having sex doggy style and then laughed to himself. When he stopped he put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Speaking of pics, how about..." he paused for a few seconds to type on his phone, "A memento for the occasion..."

Elaine peered at Alex's phone and saw three sent picture messages; one of her from the back posing in her outfit; one from the front; and one of the selfies she'd taken whilst they were having sex.

"Oh Ellie, want me to take that outfit, as I've got the rest of your clothes?" he asked Elaine before turning to Will, "It's a special outfit, she got it for this occasion, except the jewellery, that was a gift from me."

She silently smiled at Alex then turned around again. As dignified as she could be, she sat down on her ankles and undid the straps of her heels. She took her shoes, stockings and garter belt off handing them to Alex, again covering herself with her hands. They kissed quickly before Alex headed to the door.

"Ellie, I'll see you in an hour or so," he looked down at Will, "And I'll see you tomorrow... heh... that's twice in two days you'll have seen me just after I pull out your mum."

The door shut and Will got to his feet. It looked like he was struggling to hold back tears. For the first time since he walked through the door, Elaine felt a genuine strong twang of guilt at her actions.

"I'm going to go... and get dressed. Let me know if you need anything. I'll be going when your dad is home."

"Don't you love me, Mum?" sobbed Will.

"Of course I do, you're my son."

"Do... do you love him?"

"He's my Valentine."

****

Epilogue

Alex held a tub of chilli con carne out in front of Will, and with a grin said, "Your mum asked me to give you this."

He took the tub and looked at it, concerned Alex had done something to it.

"She also asked to give you this," continued Alex.

Just as will looked up he saw a squeeze bottle of sour cream pointed at his face. Alex's hand contracted and the white fluid sprayed his face.

"She didn't actually. That was from me. Kinda funny because that sorta looks like what I did to her this morning," he quipped, "Check your phone."

Will wiped his face with his hand and through clench teeth managed a sarcastic 'tell her I say thanks'.

He went to the toilet to clean up but after washing his face and hands, Will sat in one of the stalls. He pulled out his phone and looked at his newest message. It was his mother's face, tongue out, covered in cum. Ashamed at himself, he held his thumb over the photo and chose 'save photo'. He went to gallery and looked at it for a second, before adding it to 'favourites'. He switched to the 'favourites' album, and selected a video of Alex ploughing his mum doggy-style, making sure it was on mute. Just above her butt-cheeks was a tattoo, almost identical the temporary one she had had on a couple of weeks ago, but this one was a little larger and, in calligraphy writing, read 'Alex Harper'. As he had a dozens of times now, Will waited for Alex's cum to stream across his mum's back tattoo and a giggling voice to say, "All done, baby? You're so incredible."

The video finished there and Will put his phone back in his pocket. He rested his face in his hands and waited until the next class was ready to begin.

i read all your story that so impressive, i guess you can be a novelist.

A story based off of this one would be quite fun:
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