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Hey, Happy Day After Thanksgiving/Black Friday everyone! For anyone not in the States, Happy Friday! Here's a story. Enjoy!
Mohindra
by
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
"Mo, cut it out--we're gonna be late!"
Mohindra 'Mo' Shankar ignored her boyfriend, Danforth P. Frain, and tore at the button up powder blue shirt he was tying to put on. When he succeeded in getting his shirt on, she yanked down the red boxers he was wearing; his erect member immediately sprang free. Dan quickly pulled his boxers back up, whereupon Mo started in on his shirt again.
"For fuck's sake, Mo--haven't you had enough?" Dan sighed whilst struggling to keep his clothes on.
"Never!" Mo squealed, wrapping her arms round Dan's waist and kissing him passionately. Mo's period had ended a few days ago; whenever she entered a new menstrual cycle, she was horny as hell for the first few days. Her sex drive returned to normal soon after that, but for the time being, she needed to be fucked on a near hourly basis.
"Baby!" Dan whined as he made a futile attempt to push his girlfriend away. He'd already fucked Mo three times that morning, and he was exhausted. "We're supposed to be meeting my parents in an hour!"
"We've got time for a quickie, sweetie!" She said in heavily accented English. "I need your dick, Danny--give it to me!" She reached inside the hole in the front of her boyfriend's boxers and yanked out his stiff member; unlike the dozen or so cocks she'd seen in her twenty six years on Earth, Dan's was uncircumsised; seeing the tip of his huge hard-on covered by a sheath of pink skin always turned her on.
"Fine." Dan sighed. He didn't resist as Mo pushed him onto their bed and lowered herself onto his erection. He squeezed each of her massive breasts as she slid up and down on his cock. She always fucked like a madwoman; the poor boy was still sore from their previous fuck sessions, so he knew that he was in for some serious pain when they were done.
"Ohhh....grab my ass, Danny!" Mo ordered. Dan immediately did as he was told and put his hands on her shapely chocolate bottom. "Mmm...ohh...tell me I'm a whore...call me a dirty whore, Danny!"
"You're a dirty whore." Danny muttered without feeling.
"Say it like you mean it!" Mo rasped as she draped her body over his, her hips thrusting like a piston.
"You're such a dirty little whore!" Dan gasped. He wrapped his arms around his lover's body and held her close. In spite of himself, he was getting seriously turned on. After a few minutes, they changed positions; Mo went to all fours with her face resting sideways on a pillow whilst Dan entered her pussy from behind. "God, could you get any wetter?" He grunted as he pounded her. Each time that he withdrew from her, a trickle of her vaginal fluids shot out and landed on their satin sheets.
"I'm going to squirt all over your dick, baby!" Mo murmured. She reached between her legs and fingered herself, her body twitching like mad as she brought herself to orgasm again and again."Pull my hair, baby--pull my hair!"
Dan caught hold of the end of his lover's coal dark hair and pulled it as hard as he could. "I'm gonna cum, baby," He whispered. "D-do you want me to--?"
"Don't pull out, Danny--cum inside me!" She shrieked. Before she finished speaking, Dan fired several thick spurts of cum deep inside of her pussy. "MMM...that feels so good, baby!" She moaned. Dan stayed inside of her for a few seconds as the last of his cum dribbled out of his dick. When he pulled out, Mo rolled onto her back and stroked her cum filled pussy.
"Mo, get up!" Danny pleaded. He pulled on his boxers, shirt, and a pair of black pants. "We gotta get downtown so we can get a good spot!" It was early on Thanksgiving Day, and Dan and Mo were meeting up with Danny's parents to watch the parade downtown. "Mo, please--!"
"Lick my pussy, Danny." Mo purred.
"Mo, come on--!"
"Please, Danny!" Mo spread open her caramel colored cunt lips and exposed her bubblegum pink interior. A thick gush of cum--her juices mixed with that which Danny had just deposited--was seeping out of her. "It'll only take a few licks before I cum." Knowing that arguing with Mo when she was like this was pointless, Dan dropped to his knees and buried his face betwixt her legs. Truthfully, he loved eating his girlfriend out--the sight and smell of her hairy pussy turned him on like crazy. His tongue darted in and out of her tart cunnyhole; their intermingled fluids tasted as sweet as honey to him. She placed her hands atop his head and ran her fingers through his blonde hair. "Yes, honey--eat my pussy! MMM...ohhhh...I'm gonna cum...You're making me cum!" Mo laid her head back on her pillow, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came.
Dan stood up, wiping his mouth and watching as his gorgeous girlfriend trembled ecstatically. "Jesus, girl..." He sighed. He reached down and stroked her cheek.
"You make me mad, Danny!" She grinned. She jumped out of bed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him once more.
"PLEASE get dressed, Mo!" Dan pleaded.
"I can't help it, Danny--it's like there's a fire burnin' in my belly, and only you can put it out!!" She wanted to fuck again, but she could tell by the look in Dan's eyes that he was eager to get going, so she let him go. "Very well, Danny; I'll put my clothes on. When we get home, you'd better give me the fuck of a lifetime." She put on the clothes that she'd laid out after her earlier shower: powder blue bra and panties, a lowcut black dress with spaghetti straps, and high heeled white pumps. It was a very mild November day, so she merely put on a white button-up sweater instead of a jacket. Finally, she grabbed a white clutchbag off her nightstand and dropped her keys and other sundries inside of it. The two lovers had a quick bite to eat before they headed out the door.
On the drive downtown, Mo gave Dan a blowjob, and when they were briefly stuck in traffic, she had him finger fuck her.She was still all over him when they arrived at the parking lot nearest to the main parade route. There was already a massive crowd heading toward the street where the parade was due to pass in a few minute's time, so Dan quickly took Mo's hand and followed them. They ran into Dan's parents, Phillip and Mary Grace Frain, a few seconds later.
"Hello, beautiful!" Phillip embraced Mo and kissed her cheek. His embrace lasted longer than it should have, and the tips of his fingers briefly grazed her shapely ass.
"Hello, Mister Frain." Mo smiled. She was well aware that Dan's father was attracted to her, but she knew that other than coping a quick feel every now and again, he was mostly harmless. Besides, the way she was feeling now, she didn't mind some extra male attention.
"Now, I told you to call me Phillip, Mohindra!" Phillip grinned, holding Mo's hand and caressing the backof it suggestively. "You're practically family, or at least you will be when this jugheaded son of mine finally pops the question!"
"Dad!" Dan chuckled.
Mary Grace grabbed her husband's hand and yanked it away from Mo's; she was aware of her husband's wandering eye as well. "Come along, everyone--the parade's starting!"
They nudged their way through the crowd until they got a decent view of the parade route. After over an hour of watching the multi-colored floats, balloons, and marching bands pass by, Mo suddenly felt the need to go to the restroom. Unlike her boyfriend and his parents, she wasn't one of those people who could "hold it" for very long. She started anxiously looking around for a Port-a-Potty as she put a hand over her crotch in an attempt to hold in her piss.
"What on earth are you doing?" Dan whispered in Mo's ear, grabbing her elbow and pulling her hand away from her pussy.
"I-I need to use a bathroom--NOW!" Mo replied.
"I think there's a Port-a-Potty over there." Dan pointed towards to his left.
"Come with me!" Mo cooed. In spite of her full bladder, she was still horny as fuck, and she was unable to keep a note of lust out of her voice.
"Is this just another attempt to get in my pants?" Dan sighed. "Can't you give me just a few hours off?"
Mo stormed off in a huff without saying another word. She smiled as she saw that there was a bank of Port-a-Pottys standing side by side nearby, but her heart sank when she saw that there was a line in front of each one. She cursed in Hindi and got into what seemed like the shortest line. As the minutes ticked by, she pressed both hands against her crotch and started shifting back and forth. It wasn't long before she felt a massive weight in the pit of her stomach, and she started involuntarily passing gas. She felt her cheeks burn with shame. She'd once messed her panties when she hadn't gotten to the toilet in time; she was determined not to do it this time.
"Shit!" A teenage girl in front of her shrieked and doubled over. Not only was she peeing her pants, she was messing in them as well; a massive brown stain was spreading across the seat.
"Holy shit, Becky!" One of the girl's friends gasped. She and another girl took the girl by the arms and led her away from the jeering crowd, most of whom, truth to tell, were seconds away from having accidents themselves.
Mo was beginning to sweat profusely. The heavy feeling in her stomach quickly headed south, and before she knew it, she was struggling to keep her asshole shut. The poo seemed to be fighting back, and a few times, the tip of the turd actually touched her panties before she sucked it back in. "I musn't mess in my panties again!" She muttered after a few minutes of struggling to keep her panties clean. She broke wind loudly at that point, and as the laughter of those around her filled her ears, she gripped her ass with both hands and ran off. She weaved in and out of the crowd in a futile attempt to make it back to the car, but she could already feel a bit of shit seeping into her underwear, and some urine was starting to run down her leg. Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore, and her ass erupted with thick, mushy shit that quickly filled up the seat of her panties. Urine simultaneously poured down her legs and fell noisily to the concrete. Finally, she was empty. She breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of her filthy panties, leaving them on the pavement and returning to her boyfriend's side.
"What took so long?" Dan asked.
"There was a line at the Port-a-Potty," She explained.
Dan looked at her curiously. He suspected that she'd taken so long because she'd been masturbating inside one of the Port-a-Pottys, but he said nothing.He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and watched the rest of the parade in silence.
A few minutes after her return, Mo jumped as someone lifted up the back of her dress and started stroking her bare ass. She looked at Dan; he was thoroughly engrossed in the parade, and both of his hands were accounted for. She looked over at Mr. Frain--Phillip. He was leering at her like she was a piece of meat, and he was close to her, so she guessed that he was the one fondling her; after all, this wouldn't be the first time. She didn't call him on it--she was super horny, and his caress felt amazing. Suddenly, the hand got more adventurous, gripping her left ass cheek and pulling it aside until her asshole was gaping wide open. While the hand held her ass cheek thusly, another hand began running up and down the length of her ass crack, which was still super slimy from the massive shit she'd taken a few minutes earlier. "Mmmm..." She moaned lightly. She casually put one hand up the front of her dress and started playing with herself. After a few minutes of that, her eyes widened with surprise as she felt an index finger sliding into her asshole! She turned and looked at Phillip again; he still had the same lecherous grin on his face.
"Anything wrong, Mohindra?" He asked.
"N-no," She haltingly replied. "And please, call me 'Mo,' everyone else does." She turned back to watch the parade. She shut her eyes tight as the finger was joined by another and both of them started finger fucking her ass. "Oh god, oh god, OH GOD! Fuck me!" She moaned, thrusting her rounded ass into the invading digits.
Dan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Babe?"
"I-I'm fine." She said, biting her bottom lip to contain her animalistic grunts of pleasure. The vigorous ass fucking continued for what felt like an eternity,and she certainly didn't want it to stop, but she felt her orgasm coming on, and she tapped the back of the hand to which the fingers belonged to get them to withdraw. "Umm...ohh...OHH--!" She growled as she violently came.
"What are you doing?" Dan demanded, watching as Mo pitched forward and put her hands on her hips. "For fuck's sake--you've been...God, Mo, you couldn't wait until we went home to get yourself off?"
Mo looked over her shoulder at Phillip; not wishing to start an argument between the man and his son, she decided not to tell Dan what he had just done to her. "No, I couldn't." She sighed. Even as she spoke, she felt herself getting turned on again. She wrapped her arms around Dan's waist and stared up into his hazel eyes. "We've seen enough of the parade--can we please go home, Danny? I need to fuck--I'm going crazy!"
At that exact moment, the last 'float' of the parade went by--it was a man dressed as Santa in an oversized sleigh being pulled by nine reindeer (the ninth being Rudolph, of course). "Well, that's the end of the parade--let's go." He sighed as he thought about the long night of sexually servicing his girlfriend that was ahead of him. Back in the days when he was a horny teenage boy jerking off in his bedroom, he never imagined that there could be such a thing as too much sex, but now he knew that such a thing was possible. "You guys are coming to our place later, right?" Dan asked his parents.
"Of course, sweetheart." Mary Grace replied. Every year, Dan's parents ordered a fully catered Thanksgiving dinner; usually, Dan went to eat at their house, but this year, they were bringing the meal over to his place. "See you there." She kissed her son's cheek and did the same to Mo.
"See you kids in an hour...have fun!" Phillip winked at Mo whilst he shook his son's hand. He then put his hand around his wife's waist and squired her to their car.
From the moment Mo and Dan got into their car to the time they got to the front door of their loft apartment, she was all over him. By the time Dan's parents arrived with dinner, he and Mo had fucked six times in a row, and he was exhausted. All throughout dinner. Mo kept playing 'footsie' with him under the table, once going so far as to put her foot directly on his dick and rub it until he came in his pants. After dinner, Dan and his father sat on the couch to watch the Rose Bowl, the annual Thanksgiving Day football game. She sat on Dan's lap, pretending to watch the game while she was actually grinding her ass against his overworked dick. "You wanna move this party to the bedroom, lover?" She whispered. When she got no reply, she looked over her shoulder and was disappointed to find that Dan was sound asleep.
"Looks like you've worn the poor boy out!" Phillip chuckled.
"I'm--er--gonna go and lay down for a bit," Mo said, looking suggestively at Phillip before she hopped off Dan's lap and headed for the bedroom. She was hoping that Phillip would take the hint and follow her; after the way he'd fingered her ass today, there was no doubt that he wanted to go all the way with her. What Dan didn't know wouldn't hurt him...
"Are you not feeling well, sweetie?" Mary Grace asked.
"Um...something like that," Mo said before vanishing into her bedroom. She left the door open slightly, threw off her dress, shoes, and bra, and got into bed. She spread her legs wide so that the first thing Phillip saw when he entered the room would be her pussy. She didn't have to wait for long;the door flew open and in walked...Mary Grace! Mo jumped up and pulled her satin sheets over her naked body. "M-Mrs. Frain!" She stammered.
"Why so shy?" Mary Grace walked over to Mo's bedside and ran her fingers through her hair. "I was just coming to finish what we started this morning at the parade."
"Wait--that was you?" Mo gasped, letting the sheet fall and exposing her huge bust once again. "I thought that was Phillip!"
"Oh, please." Mary Grace laughed. "That man's all talk and no action. I notice the way he's always checkin' you out, but he's too much of a pussy to actually make a move on you. Me, on the other hand..." She untied the severe bun atop her head and let down her long, auburn hair. She quickly removed all of her clothes, revealing an impressive pair of tits and a body no-one would expect a woman her age to have.
"Y-you're beautiful...how have I never noticed that before?" Mo asked in an awed whisper.
"Too busy with my son, I'd imagine. I'm sure he satisfies you, but there comes a time when you just need a woman's touch..." Wiith that, Mary Grace shut the bedroom door and joined her future daughter-in-law in bed.
THE END
Mohindra
by
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
"Mo, cut it out--we're gonna be late!"
Mohindra 'Mo' Shankar ignored her boyfriend, Danforth P. Frain, and tore at the button up powder blue shirt he was tying to put on. When he succeeded in getting his shirt on, she yanked down the red boxers he was wearing; his erect member immediately sprang free. Dan quickly pulled his boxers back up, whereupon Mo started in on his shirt again.
"For fuck's sake, Mo--haven't you had enough?" Dan sighed whilst struggling to keep his clothes on.
"Never!" Mo squealed, wrapping her arms round Dan's waist and kissing him passionately. Mo's period had ended a few days ago; whenever she entered a new menstrual cycle, she was horny as hell for the first few days. Her sex drive returned to normal soon after that, but for the time being, she needed to be fucked on a near hourly basis.
"Baby!" Dan whined as he made a futile attempt to push his girlfriend away. He'd already fucked Mo three times that morning, and he was exhausted. "We're supposed to be meeting my parents in an hour!"
"We've got time for a quickie, sweetie!" She said in heavily accented English. "I need your dick, Danny--give it to me!" She reached inside the hole in the front of her boyfriend's boxers and yanked out his stiff member; unlike the dozen or so cocks she'd seen in her twenty six years on Earth, Dan's was uncircumsised; seeing the tip of his huge hard-on covered by a sheath of pink skin always turned her on.
"Fine." Dan sighed. He didn't resist as Mo pushed him onto their bed and lowered herself onto his erection. He squeezed each of her massive breasts as she slid up and down on his cock. She always fucked like a madwoman; the poor boy was still sore from their previous fuck sessions, so he knew that he was in for some serious pain when they were done.
"Ohhh....grab my ass, Danny!" Mo ordered. Dan immediately did as he was told and put his hands on her shapely chocolate bottom. "Mmm...ohh...tell me I'm a whore...call me a dirty whore, Danny!"
"You're a dirty whore." Danny muttered without feeling.
"Say it like you mean it!" Mo rasped as she draped her body over his, her hips thrusting like a piston.
"You're such a dirty little whore!" Dan gasped. He wrapped his arms around his lover's body and held her close. In spite of himself, he was getting seriously turned on. After a few minutes, they changed positions; Mo went to all fours with her face resting sideways on a pillow whilst Dan entered her pussy from behind. "God, could you get any wetter?" He grunted as he pounded her. Each time that he withdrew from her, a trickle of her vaginal fluids shot out and landed on their satin sheets.
"I'm going to squirt all over your dick, baby!" Mo murmured. She reached between her legs and fingered herself, her body twitching like mad as she brought herself to orgasm again and again."Pull my hair, baby--pull my hair!"
Dan caught hold of the end of his lover's coal dark hair and pulled it as hard as he could. "I'm gonna cum, baby," He whispered. "D-do you want me to--?"
"Don't pull out, Danny--cum inside me!" She shrieked. Before she finished speaking, Dan fired several thick spurts of cum deep inside of her pussy. "MMM...that feels so good, baby!" She moaned. Dan stayed inside of her for a few seconds as the last of his cum dribbled out of his dick. When he pulled out, Mo rolled onto her back and stroked her cum filled pussy.
"Mo, get up!" Danny pleaded. He pulled on his boxers, shirt, and a pair of black pants. "We gotta get downtown so we can get a good spot!" It was early on Thanksgiving Day, and Dan and Mo were meeting up with Danny's parents to watch the parade downtown. "Mo, please--!"
"Lick my pussy, Danny." Mo purred.
"Mo, come on--!"
"Please, Danny!" Mo spread open her caramel colored cunt lips and exposed her bubblegum pink interior. A thick gush of cum--her juices mixed with that which Danny had just deposited--was seeping out of her. "It'll only take a few licks before I cum." Knowing that arguing with Mo when she was like this was pointless, Dan dropped to his knees and buried his face betwixt her legs. Truthfully, he loved eating his girlfriend out--the sight and smell of her hairy pussy turned him on like crazy. His tongue darted in and out of her tart cunnyhole; their intermingled fluids tasted as sweet as honey to him. She placed her hands atop his head and ran her fingers through his blonde hair. "Yes, honey--eat my pussy! MMM...ohhhh...I'm gonna cum...You're making me cum!" Mo laid her head back on her pillow, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came.
Dan stood up, wiping his mouth and watching as his gorgeous girlfriend trembled ecstatically. "Jesus, girl..." He sighed. He reached down and stroked her cheek.
"You make me mad, Danny!" She grinned. She jumped out of bed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him once more.
"PLEASE get dressed, Mo!" Dan pleaded.
"I can't help it, Danny--it's like there's a fire burnin' in my belly, and only you can put it out!!" She wanted to fuck again, but she could tell by the look in Dan's eyes that he was eager to get going, so she let him go. "Very well, Danny; I'll put my clothes on. When we get home, you'd better give me the fuck of a lifetime." She put on the clothes that she'd laid out after her earlier shower: powder blue bra and panties, a lowcut black dress with spaghetti straps, and high heeled white pumps. It was a very mild November day, so she merely put on a white button-up sweater instead of a jacket. Finally, she grabbed a white clutchbag off her nightstand and dropped her keys and other sundries inside of it. The two lovers had a quick bite to eat before they headed out the door.
On the drive downtown, Mo gave Dan a blowjob, and when they were briefly stuck in traffic, she had him finger fuck her.She was still all over him when they arrived at the parking lot nearest to the main parade route. There was already a massive crowd heading toward the street where the parade was due to pass in a few minute's time, so Dan quickly took Mo's hand and followed them. They ran into Dan's parents, Phillip and Mary Grace Frain, a few seconds later.
"Hello, beautiful!" Phillip embraced Mo and kissed her cheek. His embrace lasted longer than it should have, and the tips of his fingers briefly grazed her shapely ass.
"Hello, Mister Frain." Mo smiled. She was well aware that Dan's father was attracted to her, but she knew that other than coping a quick feel every now and again, he was mostly harmless. Besides, the way she was feeling now, she didn't mind some extra male attention.
"Now, I told you to call me Phillip, Mohindra!" Phillip grinned, holding Mo's hand and caressing the backof it suggestively. "You're practically family, or at least you will be when this jugheaded son of mine finally pops the question!"
"Dad!" Dan chuckled.
Mary Grace grabbed her husband's hand and yanked it away from Mo's; she was aware of her husband's wandering eye as well. "Come along, everyone--the parade's starting!"
They nudged their way through the crowd until they got a decent view of the parade route. After over an hour of watching the multi-colored floats, balloons, and marching bands pass by, Mo suddenly felt the need to go to the restroom. Unlike her boyfriend and his parents, she wasn't one of those people who could "hold it" for very long. She started anxiously looking around for a Port-a-Potty as she put a hand over her crotch in an attempt to hold in her piss.
"What on earth are you doing?" Dan whispered in Mo's ear, grabbing her elbow and pulling her hand away from her pussy.
"I-I need to use a bathroom--NOW!" Mo replied.
"I think there's a Port-a-Potty over there." Dan pointed towards to his left.
"Come with me!" Mo cooed. In spite of her full bladder, she was still horny as fuck, and she was unable to keep a note of lust out of her voice.
"Is this just another attempt to get in my pants?" Dan sighed. "Can't you give me just a few hours off?"
Mo stormed off in a huff without saying another word. She smiled as she saw that there was a bank of Port-a-Pottys standing side by side nearby, but her heart sank when she saw that there was a line in front of each one. She cursed in Hindi and got into what seemed like the shortest line. As the minutes ticked by, she pressed both hands against her crotch and started shifting back and forth. It wasn't long before she felt a massive weight in the pit of her stomach, and she started involuntarily passing gas. She felt her cheeks burn with shame. She'd once messed her panties when she hadn't gotten to the toilet in time; she was determined not to do it this time.
"Shit!" A teenage girl in front of her shrieked and doubled over. Not only was she peeing her pants, she was messing in them as well; a massive brown stain was spreading across the seat.
"Holy shit, Becky!" One of the girl's friends gasped. She and another girl took the girl by the arms and led her away from the jeering crowd, most of whom, truth to tell, were seconds away from having accidents themselves.
Mo was beginning to sweat profusely. The heavy feeling in her stomach quickly headed south, and before she knew it, she was struggling to keep her asshole shut. The poo seemed to be fighting back, and a few times, the tip of the turd actually touched her panties before she sucked it back in. "I musn't mess in my panties again!" She muttered after a few minutes of struggling to keep her panties clean. She broke wind loudly at that point, and as the laughter of those around her filled her ears, she gripped her ass with both hands and ran off. She weaved in and out of the crowd in a futile attempt to make it back to the car, but she could already feel a bit of shit seeping into her underwear, and some urine was starting to run down her leg. Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore, and her ass erupted with thick, mushy shit that quickly filled up the seat of her panties. Urine simultaneously poured down her legs and fell noisily to the concrete. Finally, she was empty. She breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of her filthy panties, leaving them on the pavement and returning to her boyfriend's side.
"What took so long?" Dan asked.
"There was a line at the Port-a-Potty," She explained.
Dan looked at her curiously. He suspected that she'd taken so long because she'd been masturbating inside one of the Port-a-Pottys, but he said nothing.He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and watched the rest of the parade in silence.
A few minutes after her return, Mo jumped as someone lifted up the back of her dress and started stroking her bare ass. She looked at Dan; he was thoroughly engrossed in the parade, and both of his hands were accounted for. She looked over at Mr. Frain--Phillip. He was leering at her like she was a piece of meat, and he was close to her, so she guessed that he was the one fondling her; after all, this wouldn't be the first time. She didn't call him on it--she was super horny, and his caress felt amazing. Suddenly, the hand got more adventurous, gripping her left ass cheek and pulling it aside until her asshole was gaping wide open. While the hand held her ass cheek thusly, another hand began running up and down the length of her ass crack, which was still super slimy from the massive shit she'd taken a few minutes earlier. "Mmmm..." She moaned lightly. She casually put one hand up the front of her dress and started playing with herself. After a few minutes of that, her eyes widened with surprise as she felt an index finger sliding into her asshole! She turned and looked at Phillip again; he still had the same lecherous grin on his face.
"Anything wrong, Mohindra?" He asked.
"N-no," She haltingly replied. "And please, call me 'Mo,' everyone else does." She turned back to watch the parade. She shut her eyes tight as the finger was joined by another and both of them started finger fucking her ass. "Oh god, oh god, OH GOD! Fuck me!" She moaned, thrusting her rounded ass into the invading digits.
Dan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Babe?"
"I-I'm fine." She said, biting her bottom lip to contain her animalistic grunts of pleasure. The vigorous ass fucking continued for what felt like an eternity,and she certainly didn't want it to stop, but she felt her orgasm coming on, and she tapped the back of the hand to which the fingers belonged to get them to withdraw. "Umm...ohh...OHH--!" She growled as she violently came.
"What are you doing?" Dan demanded, watching as Mo pitched forward and put her hands on her hips. "For fuck's sake--you've been...God, Mo, you couldn't wait until we went home to get yourself off?"
Mo looked over her shoulder at Phillip; not wishing to start an argument between the man and his son, she decided not to tell Dan what he had just done to her. "No, I couldn't." She sighed. Even as she spoke, she felt herself getting turned on again. She wrapped her arms around Dan's waist and stared up into his hazel eyes. "We've seen enough of the parade--can we please go home, Danny? I need to fuck--I'm going crazy!"
At that exact moment, the last 'float' of the parade went by--it was a man dressed as Santa in an oversized sleigh being pulled by nine reindeer (the ninth being Rudolph, of course). "Well, that's the end of the parade--let's go." He sighed as he thought about the long night of sexually servicing his girlfriend that was ahead of him. Back in the days when he was a horny teenage boy jerking off in his bedroom, he never imagined that there could be such a thing as too much sex, but now he knew that such a thing was possible. "You guys are coming to our place later, right?" Dan asked his parents.
"Of course, sweetheart." Mary Grace replied. Every year, Dan's parents ordered a fully catered Thanksgiving dinner; usually, Dan went to eat at their house, but this year, they were bringing the meal over to his place. "See you there." She kissed her son's cheek and did the same to Mo.
"See you kids in an hour...have fun!" Phillip winked at Mo whilst he shook his son's hand. He then put his hand around his wife's waist and squired her to their car.
From the moment Mo and Dan got into their car to the time they got to the front door of their loft apartment, she was all over him. By the time Dan's parents arrived with dinner, he and Mo had fucked six times in a row, and he was exhausted. All throughout dinner. Mo kept playing 'footsie' with him under the table, once going so far as to put her foot directly on his dick and rub it until he came in his pants. After dinner, Dan and his father sat on the couch to watch the Rose Bowl, the annual Thanksgiving Day football game. She sat on Dan's lap, pretending to watch the game while she was actually grinding her ass against his overworked dick. "You wanna move this party to the bedroom, lover?" She whispered. When she got no reply, she looked over her shoulder and was disappointed to find that Dan was sound asleep.
"Looks like you've worn the poor boy out!" Phillip chuckled.
"I'm--er--gonna go and lay down for a bit," Mo said, looking suggestively at Phillip before she hopped off Dan's lap and headed for the bedroom. She was hoping that Phillip would take the hint and follow her; after the way he'd fingered her ass today, there was no doubt that he wanted to go all the way with her. What Dan didn't know wouldn't hurt him...
"Are you not feeling well, sweetie?" Mary Grace asked.
"Um...something like that," Mo said before vanishing into her bedroom. She left the door open slightly, threw off her dress, shoes, and bra, and got into bed. She spread her legs wide so that the first thing Phillip saw when he entered the room would be her pussy. She didn't have to wait for long;the door flew open and in walked...Mary Grace! Mo jumped up and pulled her satin sheets over her naked body. "M-Mrs. Frain!" She stammered.
"Why so shy?" Mary Grace walked over to Mo's bedside and ran her fingers through her hair. "I was just coming to finish what we started this morning at the parade."
"Wait--that was you?" Mo gasped, letting the sheet fall and exposing her huge bust once again. "I thought that was Phillip!"
"Oh, please." Mary Grace laughed. "That man's all talk and no action. I notice the way he's always checkin' you out, but he's too much of a pussy to actually make a move on you. Me, on the other hand..." She untied the severe bun atop her head and let down her long, auburn hair. She quickly removed all of her clothes, revealing an impressive pair of tits and a body no-one would expect a woman her age to have.
"Y-you're beautiful...how have I never noticed that before?" Mo asked in an awed whisper.
"Too busy with my son, I'd imagine. I'm sure he satisfies you, but there comes a time when you just need a woman's touch..." Wiith that, Mary Grace shut the bedroom door and joined her future daughter-in-law in bed.
THE END
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