1. What Mom and Dad Don't Know


    Date: 6/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: bager, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    stroking, and smiled up at him. "I think I´ll call you Studly. What will your private name be for me?" He was sweating and breathing heavily, but his eyes wandered around the room as he considered her request. A private name? What silliness. But it seemed important to her, and he had already sensed that making her happy was crucial to getting his own wants fulfilled. His gaze locked on an emptied jar that had been washed and set upside down to dry on the drain board. His mother never discarded a reusable container--the garage was full of them. "How about Pickles?" he muttered. "Pickles! Oh, that´s too cute! Pickles and Studly." She turned back to the cock that she was gently manipulating. "Wow! That stuff´s really coming out now." "I´m about ready to pop," he gasped. "Really? I want to see--" The first blast sent a stream of creamy whiteness that splattered her cheek, ran down her chin, and dripped onto her right breast just above her taut nipple. She jerked backward in shocked reaction, causing the second spurt to pool in the gap between her breasts. She was able to protect herself from the third eruption, pushing his cock back so that the fountain of come went straight up almost a foot before falling back to flow over her wrist. The organ pumped a few more times, thoroughly drenching her hand. Dripping with come, she just stared in open-mouthed amazement as his cock shriveled out of her sticky grasp. "So that´s how it all works! You just stick that thing way in, rub it ...
    around, and all that stuff squirts up inside and chases the eggs around and makes babies." "Egg," he corrected her, remembering what they had taught him in school. That was one class he had excelled in. "One egg, lots of sperm. Really, didn´t you know?" She stood up, her body aglow, with her come-splattered cheeks forming a dimpled smile. "Of course I knew, silly. But actually seeing what happens kind of puts it all together, doesn´t it?" She looked into his eyes. "You don´t know how many guys have tried to get into my panties, Studly, but no one has ever gone to all this trouble to impress me and ease my fears." The sweep of her hand took in everything from the pink tablecloth with the nudist magazine centered upon it to his tired cock, which was drooping downward, now, with a final drop of come dangling from its tip like a crystalline teardrop. She hugged him, smearing both their bodies with his splattered come, and gave him a sweet kiss. He was too tired and satiated to initiate any spirited tongue action, so the kiss was just one of promise and gratefulness, which satisfied them both. She licked his cheek, cleaning away the come which had smeared from her cheek onto his. "Now, you can do me," she said, pointing to her cheek, which was covered by the cream from his cock. He started to balk, but then reasoned, if it hadn´t harmed her, it probably wouldn´t kill him. His first taste made his stomach churn, but then he realized that it didn´t really have much taste at all. It was ...
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