1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Andrea regards him with the eyes of a starving cougar. The teen grasps the legs of her jeans and is about to tug them downward when suddenly the cell phone in Andrea’s purse rings. Andrea gives an abrupt start, and Brandon backs away. She springs from the chair, nearly tripping because of the way her jeans—pulled down to mid-thigh—encumber her movement, but reaches the nearby purse and answers the phone before the third ring. “Mommy,” Jeremy wails on the other end. “Mrs. Connelly won’t let me play The Walking Dead!” The half-naked mother of the eight-year-old boy sighs and rolls her eyes. She sinks back into the overstuffed chair and runs a hand through her hair. “Jeremy, honey, I know she thinks these video games are too violent. Look, do as she says and tomorrow I’ll let you play for two hours, okay?” “That’s why I wanted Brandon to baby sit!” the child yowls. “Look, honey, I can’t talk right now, okay?” She looks up at Brandon in exasperation. “Please do as Mrs. Connelly says. Play some Disney game, okay? Tomorrow you can play The Walking Dead.” Not happy, the woman’s son moans. Andrea’s voice is firm: “No arguments! Look, I’m going to hang up now and I’m turning off my cell phone. I’m going into a meeting and I can’t have my phone on. Okay?” “Okay,” the child says, obviously still quite miffed. Andrea powers off her phone and sets it aside. She sighs heavily and leans back in the chair. “Sorry about that,” she says softly to the teenage boy who has been standing ...
    patiently before her. “Such are the perils of a double life.” She gives what can best be described as a half laugh, and then a wry smiles plays at the corners of her mouth. “Hard to be a mother for my children and a sex toy for you at the same time.” As the boy stands in front of her, she notes with disapproval how the bulge in his jeans has softened perceptibly. Nothing that can’t be corrected. The adult woman notes how the minor boy licks his lip in indecision, and she smiles demurely. “Get our wine glasses, Bran,” she says, crisscrossing her arms in front of her and grasping her shoulders, covering her bare breasts once again. “We need to get back into the mood of things.” She watches as the teen does as asked, retrieving the glasses from the floor where both had fallen, and then pouring wine into them. “No, you don’t fill a wine glass more than half full!” she admonishes, but too late. Brandon now stands before her with full glasses in each hand. “Fill your mouth with wine and set the glasses down,” she instructs him. He obeys, and now stands facing her, his cheeks slightly swollen with the liquid contents in his mouth. “Now…share it with me.” The boy hesitates, then kneels before the chair where Andrea sits. They lean toward each other, Andrea still grasping her shoulders, and bring their mouths together. Andrea opens her lips and delights in the taste of the wine that trickles from the boy’s mouth and onto her tongue. “Not all of it!” she exclaims when her young pupil opens his ...
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