Open Door Policy 29

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 29
by DirtyMindedMom

I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the thick steam. Vera was showering and hadn’t locked the door. The kids were at school, it was my day off, and I was in nothing but a pussy-hugging thong. I innocently busied myself at the sink as my houseguest finished rinsing herself then turned off the water. My clit tingled with anticipation.

The shower curtain swished to the side and I heard a surprised noise from Vera.

“Good morning,” I greeted her with a smile. My eyes traveled over her wet nakedness. “Looking good. You really need to stop being selfish and share all that with some lucky man…or boy.”

“You always talking crazy,” she admonished as she stepped out of the tub and began drying herself as modestly as she could manage.

“I’m not going to lie, I wouldn’t mind getting some cock myself,” I said as I cleared a circle in the fogged mirror. “It’s been too long. Maybe we should go out this weekend and pick up a couple studs to take care of us.”

“Oh, no. No man is interested for me. I am too old for doing a thing like that.”

I plucked a few strays around my eyebrows and let her finish drying off. “I’m really glad you came to stay with us, Vera.” I turned to her and she couldn’t help taking a quick look at my nearly naked body. “I haven’t thanked you enough for all you’ve been doing around here.” I stepped close and trapped her in a hug before she could react.

Our bare bodies pressed together. The moist skin of her breasts felt good against my own. Our bellies and our thighs were in full contact. I held her tight. After a moment she relaxed and hugged me back. Everything between us was soft and smooth in the warm mists of the tiny room. I kissed her on the cheek, then on the lips. She didn’t kiss back, but she also didn’t resist. Vera didn’t want to admit how much she needed to be touched – not even to herself.

“You’re far from too old for a good fuck,” I told her without letting her go. “But maybe you’re right. We don’t really need cocks, do we? You and I have everything we need right here.”

“Yes…the rubber penis toy…”

“No. I mean this.”

I kissed my way down over her right breast and along her tummy as I slowly sank to my knees. She made a few tittering noises of protest, but she stopped when I nuzzled her damp bush of pubic hair. I knew this was way outside her comfort zone, but it was time I pushed things forward. I didn’t know if my plan would play out the way I wanted it to, but I was at least going to taste her pussy before it all fell apart.

With gentle kisses and darting licks I teased the area around her mound. Her hand pushed weakly at my head – her insincere way of telling me to stop when she really didn’t want me to.

“What are you doing? This is no right.”

“You know what I’m doing, Vera.” I nibbled a sensitive part of her inner thigh. “It may not be right, but you want it as much as I do. We can ask for forgiveness later, but right now I’m going to suck your pussy.”

I took hold of her ankle and lifted her leg. She could have fought me, but she placed her foot up on the rim of the toilet like I wanted her to. She grabbed hold of the towel rack to balance herself. Before her religious convictions had a chance to take over, I went for it. I buried my face in Vera’s womanhood. There was a clean, soapy scent, but I could easily taste her natural flavor through all that. She had become excited while we talked and hugged. Her tangy juices were fresh and slick on my tongue.

There was no more teasing, I was intent on eating this woman out in the truest sense of the term. I aggressively sucked her pussy, opening my mouth wide. It must have looked like I was trying to devour her whole cunt. All the while my tongue aggressively roamed over her hole, her lips, and her clit. I felt her nub go from a soft knot of flesh to a hard projection of lust.

“Oh, Joanne, this is so bad what you do to me,” Vera whimpered even as she held my head to her crotch. “Women aren’t supposed to do the sex with another women.”

My only response was to grab her ass with both hands, then suck and lick her clit even more intensely than I already had been. Her shuddering moan told me that I had fully tempted her to my way of thinking on what women are supposed to do, and not do, with other women.

“We must stop,” she moaned. Her words stood in stark contrast to the way she was humping my face. The last thing in the world she wanted right then was for me to stop.

I had the urge to talk dirty to her and encourage her orgasm, but my mouth was too occupied to speak.

“It is very bad what you do to me,” Vera said as she panted her way toward orgasm. “The bible say this is the way of sodomy. The priest tell everyone sex with the mouth is unnatural. What would ladies at church say if they know I let you suck on my pussy? If they know I cum on your face?” Vera grabbed my head with both hands and let out a long keening cry. “They say I am an evil woman. That I have devil in my heart for fucking woman’s tongue with my pussy! Fuck my pussy with you tongue, Joanne! Give me orgasm with you mouth! Oooohhh, Jesus, forgive me for what I do! I’m cumming! I’m cuuuuuummmmming!”

A sudden rush of pungent juices ran down my chin and neck. Her entire body spasmed above me again and again, making me worry that she might topple over. Maybe it was a bad idea to give Vera her first oral orgasm while standing. Her first lesbian oral orgasm at that. I lovingly kissed and snuggled my face against her swollen vulva as she regained her senses. I stood, briefly pausing on the way up to suck in one of her dark nipples for a moment.

“That wasn’t enough to pay you back in full for all you do around here,” I said with a seductive purr in my voice, “but there’s plenty more where that came from. All you have to do is ask and my mouth is all yours.” I kissed her on the lips. This time she kissed back.

“I…I don’t know what to say.” She glanced up to the ceiling as if she expected to see an angry angel looking down on us. “I never feel like that before. No from sex or anything else. But so very wrong.”

“Look at it this way,” I said touching the tip of my nose to hers and looking into her eyes. “God is good. He loves us and wants us to be happy. Sex feels good and that makes us happy. God gave his children sex so we can make each other happy. If what we just did was wrong, God would have made it feel bad. Did what I just did to your pussy with my mouth feel bad?”

These ideas churned through Vera’s mind. Her brow furrowed as she tried to sort through my logic. There were plenty of religious arguments to be made to dispute my cockeyed proposition, but, standing there naked in my arms with her pussy dripping fresh lady cum, the poor woman couldn’t come up with a coherent retort. I kissed her on the nose and turned to leave.

I paused at the door, lowered my thong to my ankles, and stepped out of it.

Looking over my shoulder, I said, “I’ll be waiting in my room if you want to find out what if feels like to fuck a pussy with your tongue. Just imagine what the ladies at church would say about that.” I gave her a wink and headed for my room praying she would be right behind me.

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I heard the door to the apartment close. I wasn’t sure who it was, but that didn’t prevent me from carrying on with what I was doing in my bedroom. I pushed my buzzing vibrator deeper into my pussy and waited. No matter who it was, I wanted them to see me pleasuring myself.

“Hey, Mom.” Gary greeted me when he appeared in my open doorway.

“What’s up, Mrs. Harden?” Valerie added as she followed my son into my room. They both flopped onto my mattress while I continued to fuck myself with deliberate slowness. I was naked, as I had been ever since I left the bathroom after eating out Vera that morning for the first time. “Where’s my mom?”

“She said something about confession on her way out.”

“In the middle of the week?” Valerie wondered, tickling her fingers along my bare leg in that tantalizing way she had.

“Your mother has a lot to confess after what we did today.”

Valerie’s eyes went wide. “You didn’t!”

“Come give me a kiss,” I said lustily.

Valerie gave me a long, slow, tongue kiss while my son dropped his pants and began stroking his hard-on. “I still get goosebumps whenever we do that,” my son’s girlfriend purred.

“Maybe it’s because you just tasted your mom’s pussy on my lips.”

“Get out! Are you messing with me?”

“Swear to God.” I worked my dildo a little faster. The thrill of telling Valerie her mom was as much of a horny slut for lesbian sex as she was combined with seeing my first cock of the day spurred me on. “And if you kissed your mom, you’d probably be able to taste my cunt on her tongue.”

“What the fuck…? I can’t believe it.” As she said this she was shedding her own pants and panties. Valerie spit on her fingers and began rubbing her pussy. “Details! We want to hear everything!”

The three of us masturbated together as I told them the way I got things going in the bathroom. I went on to describe how Valerie’s mom came to my room afterward. She had watched me play with myself for a minute or so, then came and sat on my bed. My reticent housemate was still naked from her shower as she explained all the reasons what was happening was bad, bordering on evil. This devout woman only hesitated for a moment when I asked her to suck my nipples while I masturbated. Her naked flesh against mine made it nearly impossible not to cum too quickly.

“That’s so crazy,” Valerie moaned as she leaned over and sucked on one of my nipples just like her mother had earlier that day.

Gary moved so that he could dangle his balls over my face. I happily licked and sucked his nutsack for him while he stroked nice and slow. After a couple minutes they backed off so that I could tell the rest of my story. I explained how I put my toy aside and began touching Vera everywhere I could reach and telling her how good her pussy tasted and how exciting it was to fuck her with my tongue. The heat built until I felt she was ready. It only took a little pressure to move her head down to my belly, where she kissed and nuzzled my soft tummy. After that, she worked her way lower all on her own.

It started with a few tentative kisses above and to the sides, but soon she was running her lips along my womanly slit. I wanted to shove my cunt in her face, but I controlled myself as best as I could and encouraged her with little moans. At her own pace, my mature first-timer parted my outer lips and ventured within. It was divine. She was even more unsure than Gary had been the first time he licked my pussy, but it didn’t take her long to find a few techniques that worked for both of us.

“There’s no way my mom ate your pussy out,” Valerie said even though she knew it was true.

“Your mom is a horny bitch, just like her daughter.” I picked up my pace again, knowing that the two of them were getting close. “Your mother sucked me off. She licked my clit, and fingered my hole. Your mom tasted my cunt and loved it. She couldn’t get enough. I came three times on her face and she lapped up every drop of me.”

“Did you two sixty-nine it?” Gary asked, getting ready to blow his load into my mouth.

“We did. Valerie’s sweet mother rode my face like a nasty whore. She begged me to make her cum with my slutty tongue.”

“Did you lick her ass?” Valerie wanted to know. She inserted a third finger into her tight hole and eagerly awaited my answer. “Please tell me you sucked my mom’s asshole…”

“I didn’t.” I paused with a naughty smirk on my face. “I thought it would be better if her daughter was the first one to tongue fuck her virgin ass.”

“God, no! No fucking way!” Her hand was pounding into her pussy like crazy. “I’ll never do anything like that with my own mother.” Valerie’s head lolled back as she passionately molested herself amidst her false denials. “I’m not going to have sex with my mom. Even if she spreads her ass and pussy for me and shoves it all in my face. Oh, God! I can’t do it! I can’t suck my mom’s cunt! I can’t!” Her orgasm began to overtake her. “No matter how much I want to…I can’t ever eat my mom’s cunt.”

“Oh yes you will, young lady. You’re going to eat your mother’s fuck hole and we’re all going to be there to see it. Me, Gary, and your brother.”

“No!” she wailed. “Not Cris!”

“Yes! He’ll be jacking his cock while you swallow your mother’s cum right in front of him.”

That finally did the trick.

“Ooooooh, fuck!” Valerie came up off the bed, thrusting her hips upward and pushing her fingers as deep as she could while her pussy contracted violently around them.

“So fucking hot, Mom…uhhh…” Gary leaned in and I opened my mouth just in time to catch his thick load.

The taste of my boy’s jizz and the sight of his girlfriend frigging herself like mad to the idea of sucking off her own mother sent me over the edge. Hearing me cum prompted Valerie to renew her efforts and she rubbed out a second orgasm right on the heels of her first. As soon as the aftershocks subsided, she lunged at me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to taste Gary’s cum or get another sample of her mother’s intimate flavor. Whichever she was after, I was more than happy to let this sexy teen girl have her way with me.

As the two of us made out, and Gary went down began alternating between tonguing his girlfriend’s pussy and his mother’s, I decided it was time to put my plan into high gear.

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The sexual tension in the apartment was almost palpable, but it wasn’t until a couple days later that Cris and I found ourselves alone. As soon as I knew we had the place to ourselves, I stripped naked and went out to the living room where he was playing Gary’s Xbox. He was initially surprised to see me completely nude, but a smile slowly came to his face as his army man in the video game got his head blown off.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about that naughty thing we did the other day,” I said as I tweaked a nipple.

“Yeah, uh…me too…”

“I know I’m just a crazy old lady to you, and that you can have any girl in school that you want, but I was wondering if you could do me a little favor and fuck me. You have no idea how horny I get sometimes, and my pussy is just dying for a nice hard cock.”

“Really? You and me?”

“Really.” I turned, bent over, and spread my pussy lips. “Look how wet I am. I need a cock real bad and I want it to be yours. Please, Cris, I promise it won’t take long. You’ll be able to get right back to your game.”

He tossed the game controller aside and came toward me, his bulge already showing. “But what if someone comes home?”

“Mmm, that would be exciting, wouldn’t it?” I went to him and pulled his shirt off over his head. “My son already knows how attracted I am to you, so he wouldn’t be surprised to walk in and find his best friend balls deep in his mother’s cunt.” I undid his jeans and pulled them down for him. “And I had a long talk with your mom the other day.” I rubbed Cris’ hard-on through his boxer-briefs. “I told her how I wanted you to make love to me. She confessed that she wanted to do the same with Gary.”

“My mother would never say something like that. She…she…” He became distracted when I pulled down his underwear and let his cock hit my cheek.

“Your mother is very open with me about her secrets…especially right after I make her cum with my mouth.” I licked the pre-cum from the tip of his dick.

“You shouldn’t say such dirty things about my mother, even if they are made up.” He struggled to focus as I sucked on the head of his cock. “She is a good woman and, aaaah mm…she’s not like that.”

“Not like me, you mean?” I took half his erection into my mouth and slowly drew back. “Your mom is a saint, is that it?”

“Yes…” He put his hand on my head and moaned as I ran my tongue across and around his balls. “She is devoted to the bible…and the Virgin Mary…and the church…She would be very angry with me for committing these sins with you.”

I turned my head and tickled the underside of his balls before leaning back and looking up at him. “Cris, go get my phone for me. It’s there on the counter.” I watched his dick bounce as he went and came back. I navigated to what I wanted to show him and handed my phone back.

He looked at the screen and his knees literally buckled.

“That’s…that’s…”

“That’s your sainted mother between my legs with her face buried in my pussy. Turns out your mom loves eating cunt, and she’s quite good at it if you must know.” I began stroking him. “I think you’ll like the next one.”

He moved to swipe but hesitated, his hand shaking. I peeled his foreskin back and playfully bit the tip of his cock. He went to the next picture. The look on his face was priceless. I’ll bet when he woke up this morning he wasn’t expecting to see his mother with her legs in the air spreading her pussy and ass wide open. He swiped again, which meant he was looking at a close up of his mom’s coochie from behind while she fingered her own asshole.

I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft. “Your mother said it was okay if I fucked you, as long as she could fuck Gary.” That conversation hadn’t actually taken place yet, but it would.

“I can’t believe it.” He swiped back through the images, then went through them again more slowly. “This doesn’t seem possible.”

“Did you ever think this was possible?” I took his cock all the way down my throat. He sucked in a breath as my nose tickled along the fringe of his pubic hair. I pulled back and smiled up at my soon to be lover. “All those times you jerked off while fantasizing about me, did you ever think it was possible that you would really be in my mouth some day? Or that I’d let you put your cock deep inside my pussy?”

“It was you,” he managed to say as I used my tongue to toy with his balls. “You forced my mom to do those things. You tricked her.”

“Your sweet mother tells me I’m the devil when I’m sucking on her fat clit, or when we’re grinding our cunts together and she’s about to orgasm.” I grabbed his taut ass and gave it a nice squeeze. “I won’t deny trying everything I could to tempt her into doing those things with me, just as I tempted you into letting me swallow your cock.” I fellated his erection for a few moments to drive home the argument in my defense. “But you only gave in because you wanted it as much as me. And that goes for your mother as well. She wanted to spread her legs for me. She wanted to ride my face and cum in my mouth. She wanted to eat my cunt and suck my tits. I may be the devil, but you two have been very willing sinners.”

I turned away from him and went down on all fours there on the living room carpet. I wiggled my rump invitingly, then set my knees wider apart so he could see how open and easily accessible my most private holes were to him.

Cris looked from my lewd mating stance to the crude pictures of the pious woman who raised him. His expression was a mix of lust and denial.

“I’ll send those to you,” I assured him. “And I can get more if you want. Maybe one with my son’s cum all over her face. Would you like that?”

“No!” he roared and threw the phone at the couch. “You sick fucking whore! That’s my mother!”

I was afraid I’d overplayed my hand and ruined everything.

Cris came at me with a fierceness I’ve never seen in him before. I prepared myself for the pain of his angry fist striking me, knowing that I deserved whatever retribution he chose to punish me with. Instead of beating me, he dropped down, grabbed my hips, and rammed his cock forcefully into my cunt!

It hurt and I screamed out in pain. He pulled back and slammed into me again. Once more I screamed as his cock mercilessly stabbed into me, but I didn’t do anything to escape or stop his assault.

“You filthy whore!” he bellowed, punctuating this accusation with another brutal thrust. “First your son defiles my little sister with his dirty prick.” A hard smack landed on my ass cheek and the sting of it elicited a sobbing whimper from me. “Then you corrupt my good mother with your lesbian perversions.” He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head up.

“Yes!” I cried. “My son fucked your sister! I fucked your mother!”

“And now it’s your turn to get fucked!” Cris began railing into me with a relentless fury. “You trapped me with your whore tricks. Tempted me with your tits in tight little shirts, and your ass in nothing but panties. Is this what you wanted, whore? You happy now? Fucking whore!”

To any observer, the scene that was playing out would look like a rape. And it would be rape if I it wasn’t exactly what I’d hoped for. The mix of pain and pleasure from Cris’ vicious attack brought about a kind of fear I’d never known before – a fear that somehow brought the act of fucking to a place I hadn’t ever experienced before. He smacked my bare ass again, bringing me to focus my mind on the sexual onslaught I was being subjected to.

“I am a whore!” I acknowledged shamelessly. “Fuck me like the whore I am!” He renewed his impassioned violation of my pussy, jarring my entire body violently each time he smashed himself into me. “I’m going to tell your mother what you did to me and it’s going to turn her on so much that she’s going to masturbate her cunt while I tell her the story of how her son fucked me…of how you raped me and filled me with your cum.”

“Shut up!”

“Your mother is going to shove her fingers into her cunt and think of you…imagine it’s your cock inside her…while she prays that someday her son will rape her like this…”

“No!” His denial was accompanied with even deeper penetration of my already ravaged pussy.

“You want to fuck your mom, Cris! You want to fuck your sister! I know you do! Stop lying to yourself.”

“Shut your whore mouth!”

I felt him reach around and clamp his hand on my throat. The fear shifted to a new level. My heart was already beating too fast to go any faster. I tried to take in a breath, but couldn’t. Too far. I’d gone much too far, and now it was too late to pull back. I struggled, but my assailant was much stronger. This was it. It would be called a crime of passion in the news, and poor Cris would spend the best years of his life in prison. Strangely, the only thought that came to me in what I was sure were going to be my last moments was whether I’d be able to cum before I died.

Suddenly he let go of my throat and pulled out of me. I heard a feminine gasp that wasn’t my own as I sucked air into my burning lungs. Warm wetness began falling on the backs of my thighs and my ass. Cris was cumming. Another few seconds and I would have been doing the same.

“What the fuck, Cris?”

I looked up to see who was speaking. Valerie and my son were standing in the doorway. She was aghast, Gary stood behind her smiling as he took in the scene.

I pushed a sweat-soaked stand of hair out of my face. “You two are home early.” Cris’ jizz trickled down over my skin where I was sure there’d be bruises tomorrow. “Don’t mind us, we were just having a friendly little fuck.”

Cris jumped up, and without a word ran to his room and slammed the door. I angled my ass toward Valerie.

“If you ever wanted to know what your brother’s cum tastes like…here’s your chance.”

Valerie’s eyes went to my sperm-covered ass. She looked at Gary, silently seeking his permission. My son looked at me and chuckled, then nudged his girlfriend forward and closed the door behind him before any of the neighbors could see the debauchery that was about to take place.

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Chapter 30 >>

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18 thoughts on “Open Door Policy 29

  1. Whew! This chapter was plenty hot. And it doesn’t look to be cooling down anytime soon. Well done Rachael.

  2. Oh wow! What a smoking hot chapter!
    You are really the Shakespeare of erotic literature!
    Please let there be many more chapters :-)

    Thanks a lot,
    Markus

  3. I thought I could get to the end without cumming. No, couldn’t help it, took three times to get through the whole thing. Three…whole…times. Yay!

  4. WOW.. I love this story and can’t wait for each chapter to be published. My cock cant handle all this stimulation you give it… Each chapter I read make me more desperate for the next. I love, I thank you and so does my hard throbbing cock. If only there was a way I could show you my appreciation. ;)

  5. Rachel a super dirty story. But I wish you would gone into more detail about Vera and Joanne. But there more time in the next chapter for that. I think I came four or five time reading this chapter. I’m trying to find away that I can get my new girlfriend to read your story and like them as much I do. Do you have any suggestions how I can go about doing this???

  6. Omg Rachael what a very hot chapter. I need a clean up twice wow. The next ones seem to just get better & naughtyer. so love your story’s. XOXO

  7. Oh my good Jesus. I was a several chapters behind and caught up on this snow day at home. Came so hard. You are truly a gifted writer.

  8. Another amazing instalment! My fingers worked furiously as I read this one, and my the brutality of the last fuck was intense and wild. Thank you Rach, thank you xxx

  9. Hi DMM, First this has been an amazing story! I just wanted to say that going ahead, I would really love to see Gary and his mom go at it in some super sexy way while Valerie watches and pleasures herself! I do not remember reading any action of this sort in the prior chapters… Or maybe I missed it! Anyway, I do not know what plans you already have for the characters over the next chapters… So just a suggestion! :)

  10. Reading this story with my boyfriend and currently have his dick in my hand. He said he was ready to cum. I stopped stroking him but now he’s angry haha. Oh well, he’ll get his revenge when it’s his turn.

  11. @Depraved: I don’t have a set schedule, but I try for one chapter a month (though I’m not always successful).

  12. I’ve been enjoying this series again since Episode 21, when Vera moves in with her kids. So much potential to explore!

    What had made this story especially arousing to me is that I’ve been reading all of it in my mind from the point of view of Cris (a close variant of my own first name), because I know a woman named Joanne, who is older than me and whom I’ve had fantasies about in the recent past.

    So you can imagine how much I’ve anticipated what happens in this episode 29!

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