Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
A Slut For Her Son:>49

He was spanking me harder and harder, making me shiver with excitement. I hung on to his neck as my husband punished me. In my mind I imagined he was punishing me for what I did... for what I did with our son... for what I did with Frank and with Suzie and with Gina and Elaine... and... oh my god, our son! Oh god I couldn't stand it, I needed more!!!

Suddenly we heard footsteps approaching the kitchen and my husband quickly pulled my nightshirt down gasping, having difficulty controlling his breathing. It was Tommy. He walked into the kitchen saying hi and grabbed a cup of coffee. I was sexually frustrated being teased by my daughter and my husband without a release but couldn't do anything about it. We made small conversation and my husband excused himself to get ready for work.

At one time during the morning I asked Tommy what his plans were for today and he said he was going to hang out with Gina. The thought of the two of them "hanging out" brought vivid thoughts of Gina's pussy to my mind. I felt a little jealous, part of me wanted to be with him and another part wanted to be with Gina, it was so confusing!

Soon after my husband and Tommy left the phone rang. I picked it up thinking it could be Tommy.

"Hallo?" I said into the phone.

"Kate?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"It's Frank..."

My heart froze! I couldn't say a word as the dreaded phone call I was so much anticipating became a reality!

"Kate are you still there?"

"Yes, what do you want Frank?"

"You know what I want, I want you and you want the pictures back."

"Ok Frank, how do I get them back?" I said with a trembling voice.

"Hmmm... I like your eagerness, are you excited?"

"Frank, please, I just want to get those pictures back."

Although I knew my daughter who was still in the house could not hear me, I lowered my voice.

"I know you do and you will... if you do exactly what I say."

"What do you want?" I said in a cold voice.

"I want you to check for me if you're excited... touch your pussy."

"What! I will not!"

For some reason my body tensed and my breathing became deeper. How dare he ask me something like that!

"You will, it's the only way you'll get them back."

I felt trapped. As much as I despised him, I felt I didn't have much choice. I would go along with what he wanted for the moment. I waited a few moments but he didn't say anything. I turned away from the stairs in case my daughter came downstairs and inconspicuously placed my hand inside my panties. I was surprised to replace my pussy already wet.

"Ok, I'm doing it, now what?" I said.

"Good, are you wet?"

"No."

"You're lying Kate, that's not the way to get your pictures back," He said and I could almost visualize him smiling.

"Ok, I am, you're satisfied?" I said after a short pause, my face becoming beet red.

"Good, now rub it in circles as if you're masturbating."

I couldn't believe what this demented person wanted me to do!

"No way, you might have gotten the satisfaction of fucking me but no more!" I almost yelled into the phone frustrated at my situation.

I also realized with a startled bewilderment that my hand was still inside my panties. I felt the confusion between decency and hate for that person and the perverted pleasure his demands were insinuating creeping into my mind. "Kate, Kate, Kate... I could easily post your pictures all over the internet, better yet, I could e-mail them to your husband... how would you like that?" He said with a laugh.

"You wouldn't..." I gasped in panic.

"Please don't... Jesus, I'll do it... ok... here."

I felt the horror of those pictures getting out and quickly rubbed my pussy. Another surprise was that I immediately felt pleasure and more moisture flood it.

"Yeah, I can hear your heavy breathing... good girl, now stick your fingers in it," He demanded.

Giving up to Frank's perverted pleasures I slid them in and moaned. What else could I have done? I did not want those pictures reaching my husband, it would definitely cause him to divorce me and I was afraid that I would loose my kids. I tried very, very hard not to enjoy myself but those fingers... god those fingers just wouldn't stop!

"Now take them out and taste yourself Kate."

I did. I didn't want to but I did. I placed my fingers in my mouth and sucked my own juices softly moaning into the phone, forgetting who listened to my moans on the other end. The thought of doing that with my daughter just upstairs added to my pleasure and excitement. Part of me wanted the release I was denied this morning.

"You're a good slut Kate, now are you alone in the house?"

"No... my daughter's here, she's upstairs."

"Uhmmm, Kristy... she's a hot little number, her tits and her ass... I'd love to fuck that wouldn't you Kate?"

His question caught me off guard.

"N... no, of course not, she's my daughter," I whispered.

"That sounded a little hesitant, have you had sexual thoughts about your daughter? Come on Kate, tell me."

Oh god no, no he couldn't know!

"No, no I haven't."

I denied it but as much as I tried not to, my daughter's perfect ass pooped into my mind.

"You never thought about her full tits... dark nipples, the kind of nipples you wanna lick and bite?"

"No... please."

"I can tell you're getting excited... I can tell you thought of her, you'd probably want to eat her pussy wouldn't you Kate? Your own daughter's pussy..."

I listened to this man I hated but my hand instinctively reached down to my hot, wet pussy.

"Ahhh... no, please stop," I begged.

"You'd like to run your tongue between those young pussy lips and suck them into your mouth... taste those juices flowing into your mouth and tongue fuck your daughter until she cums, wouldn't you Kate? Tell me!" I leaned against the wall with my eyes closed and my hand moving in circles over my wet pussy.

"Oh god no... oh god... ahhh... I don't know... oh please, what are you doing to me?" I moaned into the phone realizing what I said.

I don't know? I don't know? She was my daughter for Christ sake!

"Are you playing with yourself? I can tell you are, I can tell by your gasping and heavy breathing, tell me Kate."

My hand was moving faster over my clit making me crazy with lust.

"Yes... yes I'm playing with my pussy..." I whispered.