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Early Mother's Day Gift
by Autumn Author (autumnauthor@webmail.co.za)

***

Daughter, mother and daughter's boyfriend have a 
Ménage à trois. (Ffm, adult/teens, underage, inc, 
milf)

***

Hello everyone, my name is Marisa, and when I was 16, 
my love life kind of went off the rails. I thought it 
would be a good idea to write it all down to get a 
grip on what happened. It was only recently I thought 
to share it with the world. I don't know if I'm brave 
enough to do it, but if you're reading this, then I 
am!

One day in September I brought my boyfriend James home 
to hang out after school, we had only been going out 
for a month, but we got along great and we were having 
a lot of fun, if you know what I mean. Nothing too 
serious, at least not until this happened.

"Hey mom, we're home!" I yelled as I opened the door.

Mom peeked at us from the kitchen and came out to meet 
us. She spied my boyfriend just behind me and said, 
"Oh yeah, you told me you were bringing James over, 
great!" As she rounded the corner I could see she was 
wearing her jogging outfit, a tight t-shirt and short 
Lycra shorts. My mom by the way is stunning and I have 
always been jealous.

Her 36d tits were bigger than mine at just 32b, and 
even though she was in her mid-30s they were almost as 
perky as mine. Her ass was big and round and she loved 
to show it off. Today she obviously wasn't wearing a 
bra and even out of the corner of my eye I noticed 
James' eyes lock in on her semi-hard nipples.

I decided to cut off the view for a while and gave my 
mom our customary hug. While we were hugging I smelled 
something delicious. Breaking off our embrace, I took 
a step towards the kitchen. Behind me James said "Hey 
Ms. Carroll, how are you?"

"I'll be great if you learn to call me Jasmine, James. 
Come here and say hello."

"What are you cooking Mom, it smells great," I said. 
After a few seconds of not getting an answer, I turned 
around expecting to see my mom giving James her 
customary hug but to my great surprise she was kissing 
him, and directly on the lips. James had his hands on 
her hips and was definitely not fighting back.

After the initial shock I cleared my throat loudly. My 
mom spun around and blushed, and I noticed her nipples 
were even more obvious though her top.

"Sorry honey, it's not his fault. He looked a little 
down so I thought it might cheer him up." She couldn't 
even look me in the eye while she said it. I would 
have felt jealous if I thought James was really my 
type, but I was more shocked at my mother thinking 
that I would accept that explanation as the truth.

I excused myself and ran off to the bathroom, since I 
had been holding it in for the past half hour and it 
would give me time to think about what happened.

While I sat with my panties around my ankles, I 
realized that my mother was probably dressed like that 
because I told her James would be here. She had been 
dressing a lot more scandalously whenever he came 
over.

Understandable, I thought. She hadn't had a boyfriend 
for a year. She had been too busy with work and taking 
care of the house. Except now with her new job taking 
up less of her time, she must have been thinking more 
about men again.

She has told me also that the dating scene was pretty 
dry in town and couldn't find a guy worth her time. I 
imagine she was pretty sexually frustrated. Once I 
looked at it from her point of few I couldn't help but 
mellow out, and even chuckled. Poor mom!

I washed my hands and looked into the living room. I 
saw that my mom was definitely not done with him. She 
had him cornered at the end of the couch, sitting as 
close to him as possible and talking his ear off. With 
my mom wearing that outfit I knew I needed to step my 
game up to be competitive.

I spun back around and went right back to my bedroom. 
When I finally walked into the living room, I was 
wearing my shortest belly shirt and a mid-thigh length 
lavender cotton skirt. You can bet I wasn't bothering 
with underwear at this point. Two could play this 
game, as the old saying goes.

I plopped myself down on our bean bag chair opposite 
the couch just as my mother asked James what he looks 
for in a girl physically. I smiled at him ironically 
as he looked from me to mom, tense with not knowing 
how to answer.

Mom glanced at me and said "It's okay, there's no 
wrong answer. Just be honest." The problem for me was 
that my mom was next to him, with all her curves. Then 
she rubbed her left leg against his right leg, skin on 
skin. Her legs looked smooth and shiny, like she just 
waxed and put lotion on them.

That got him talking, because James suddenly said "Oh 
God Jasmine, it's just I uh... like all types of 
girls. Marisa is really hot, but I can see where she 
gets it from." She really had him squirming and I was 
enjoying seeing this, despite the fact I wasn't the 
one causing it.

"Oh," my mom replied, "So what do you like most about 
Marisa?" To my pleasure he didn't hesitate.

"I love her legs, she's tall, and they and all my 
friends say they go on forever. She looks great in PE 
shorts." Unconsciously I crossed my legs with pride.

My mom smirked and asked "And what would you say is my 
best feature, James? Tell the truth." He took longer 
this time, looking her up and down like a piece of 
meat, which she seemed to enjoy. He seemed to work up 
some courage as he finally looked into her eyes.

"Well your boobs, Jasmine, they look so nice. Everyone 
calls you a MILF." His newly found courage seemed to 
evaporate into thin air as he realized what he just 
said.

I knew very well that my mom understood what MILF 
meant but she pretended never to have heard it. "What 
James? What does that mean? MILF?"

James practically stuttered. "W-well it's uhh kind of 
rude but it's like... mom I'd like to... you know."

"Like to what? I think I know what you mean but this 
is my first time hearing of it."

I got a little impatient with this game so I spelled 
it out for her loudly. "It means his friends think 
you're a mom they'd like to fuck... mom."

She almost laughed when I said it, I must have sounded 
a little petulant, and it amused her. But that would 
have given her game away so she held herself back. She 
turned back to James, "You think they want to fuck me? 
I know I look decent, but I am pretty old."

"Decent? Wow no you look amazing, you're awesome, just 
look at you!"

My mom smiled back at him. "Thanks James, you make me 
feel pretty good. I was a little worried about wearing 
such revealing clothing, but now that I know you feel 
this way I think I will more often. God knows Marisa 
does, sometimes I worry about her dressing so slutty, 
but I know you must enjoy it. I see you staring at her 
legs, I can't really blame you."

I smiled at them and decided to try to get his 
attention back a little and not let my mom have all 
the fun. I uncrossed my legs and spread them slightly 
and leaned forward up on the bean bag chair so that my 
skirt moved up on my thighs. I obviously went too far 
though as I saw my mom's mouth drop open and James 
audibly gasp.

There was an awkward silence and I felt pressured to 
say something. "Yeah I try to keep them in good shape, 
James loves kissing them up and down." Rather than 
seem uncomfortable flashing my pussy I tried grinning 
although it must have looked shaky for sure.

My mom's mouth formed a tight line for a moment as she 
watched me, and then grinned. She clapped her hands 
together and looked back to James.

"Hey James, you've made me feel really special, and 
I'm very comfortable with you. Would you mind if I 
changed into something else, and you give me your 
opinion on it?"

James dragged his eyes from between my legs as I re-
crossed my legs. "Oh yes, absolutely I will, that is 
if you don't mind Marisa."

Inwardly rolling my eyes I said, "No, I don't mind, 
she could use a man's opinion. She hasn't had a date 
in a while."

My mom and I joked around like that sometimes so all 
she did was stick her tongue out at me and pat James' 
leg while getting up. "Oh, Marisa, can I talk to you 
for a sec?"

Uh oh, I thought, am I getting yelled at? I met my mom 
at the door to her bedroom.

"Marisa, I'm sorry for teasing your boyfriend so much, 
but it's been a while since a guy made me feel so 
sexy. I'm not trying to be a bitch."

"It's okay mom, I understand that part. Sorry for 
accidentally flashing everyone."

"Haha, no, it was shocking, but fair. I didn't know 
you shaved completely."

"Uh yeah..." I replied, running a hand through my 
hair. "So, didn't you have babysitting tonight," she 
continued. "I don't want you to be late."

"No, that's on Friday mom."

"Oh right. Well we do need milk, would you mind 
walking and picking some up?"

In my head I understood what she wanted, and she knew 
that I knew the milk would only take 10 minutes; 
instead she was asking my permission in her own way to 
try and seduce James. He didn't exactly mean the world 
to me, but some shred of possessiveness in me wouldn't 
let her do this without me being there. I loved my mom 
but that didn't mean she could do this without me 
here.

"Oh I'll take care of it later mom, I really want to 
see what outfit you want to show James, can't wait!" 
With that I flounced back to the chair and made sure I 
sat with my legs closed but to the side and my skirt 
bunched up around my hips. I still felt like showing 
off my legs and a little of my ass too.

"Don't worry about giving my mom all those compliments 
James, I love her, we're best friends, and I'm not the 
jealous type. I don't want you to think I'm mad at 
you." He seemed relieved and I felt better, I didn't 
want to hurt him or give him a panic attack.

"Thanks Marisa, you're great. You guys are great. You 
look amazing, and your mom, oh my God."

"Haha," I replied, "Yeah she's a looker too. But don't 
forget who found you first." I gave him a wink, spread 
my legs and rubbed my pussy for him until I heard my 
mom open her bedroom door.

Great, I thought, now I'm super horny. James looking 
as good as he was helped, believe me. I moved back to 
my original position so I could show off my thigh and 
waited to see what my mom was wearing.

She didn't disappoint. She came out in something I 
hadn't known she had bought. It was a white, teal, and 
orange cheerleading outfit, but it was ridiculously 
small. I always knew she was a Miami Dolphins fan and 
I still think if she tried out today she'd make the 
cheerleading team.

You could never wear this though, it buttoned once at 
the chest, showed a huge amount of cleavage, and with 
how busty she was, I could even see side-boob. She did 
a little spin and flashed the bottom of her ass. "What 
do you think guys?"

"You look sexy, mom!" That answer wasn't to my 
advantage but I didn't have it in me to lie about 
this.

James was blown away. He couldn't stop staring and 
didn't say anything. "Do you mind if I sit on your lap 
honey?" She asked him.

"Oh no, please do!" She sat down sideways on his lap. 
Her skirt was so short that even though she kept her 
legs tight I could see my mom's landing strip. I 
suppose just in case I didn't notice, she spread her 
legs for a couple seconds to show me her pussy lips. I 
rolled my eyes to the side and she laughed.

"So you really like it, James? I was thinking of 
wearing it for Halloween."

"Oh you'd be popular for sure, mom," I interrupted.

"Well that's the idea, being sexy equals being 
popular, right? Do you think it's sexy enough James?"

"Oh for sure Jasmine, I love it, I love... well 
everything. Your boobs look so great in this, and your 
ass, wow, sorry Marisa but you said it yourself. So 
sexy!" Mom grinned and I felt good for her, she 
definitely needed some TLC if she was going this far 
to woo him.

"James what I really want to get is a reaction, do you 
think this will do it?"

"Of course, yeah it will get a reaction out of 
anyone!"

"Even you, James?"

"Yeah me too Jasmine, I promise."

"Well it's nice of you to say so but I can't just take 
your word for it." Mom jumped off his lap and sat to 
his side.

"Can you stand up for a second James?"

"Uhh, yeah, if you want." Even wearing jean shorts it 
was still very obvious my boyfriend was hard as a 
rock. There's no way mom couldn't have felt that. 
Still she played it for all it was worth.

"Hmm, I don't know, Marisa you should know, did I get 
a reaction out of him?"

Giving into my mischievous nature I said "I don't know 
mom, it's hard to tell from this angle, sorry."

Jumping on this chance mom said "Oh well, you heard 
her, you're going to have to prove that my costume got 
a reaction James. Don't worry, I know what to do."

Before he could move or protest, Mom had grabbed him 
by the waist. She unbuttoned his jeans and dropped 
them to the floor. I saw that James was wearing his 
red satin boxers, they happened to be my favorite on 
him. Hard as a rock didn't quite say it, he was almost 
poking out of the waistband.

I could see him breathing very fast, he was really 
into it. Mom didn't waste this opportunity as she spun 
him towards her and reached a hand down the front, her 
face looking so innocent like she was reaching in a 
drawer for a spoon.

"Hmmm, yep. This is the reaction I was going for, what 
do you think Marisa?" After saying this, she spun him 
sideways and pulled the front of his boxers down, 
exposing my favorite part of James.

"Wow, mom" I said with fake sincerity. "I have to get 
completely naked before I get that reaction, you did 
even better."

"Hehe, well you probably never wore a cheerleading 
uniform for him, now did you?"

"No, that's true," I conceded.

"He looks nervous Marisa, better come over here and 
calm him down." I instinctively got up, walked over to 
James, and turned him back towards me. I slid his 
boxers down, cupped his cock with my hand and kissed 
him hard. He responded back, holding my head while he 
reached under my skirt and grabbed my ass like he 
usually did whenever we made out. It seemed to be one 
of those moments that lasted forever, but eventually I 
felt him being pulled away.

I opened my eyes and saw mom pull him back to the 
couch. I noticed she had unbuttoned her top and thrown 
it over the back while I was kissing James.

I hadn't seen my mother even topless in such a long 
time, that I was shocked by how big and pink her 
areola were. Being a natural redhead my mom has always 
had fair skin so I shouldn't have been surprised, but 
her areola were as wide as two quarters put side by 
side, if I had to guess. Her skirt was now bunched 
around her hips, and it might as well have been off 
too.

"That was sweet, but I was feeling lonely, James dear. 
Take off your shirt." After he obeyed she pushed him 
back down on the couch, but in a way where he was 
almost horizontal. As I sat down on the floor in front 
of them, she sat herself down on him so that his cock 
was sticking up between her legs and rubbing her slit.

"Oh that feels so nice, I'm not hurting you am I 
honey?"

"Oh no Ms. Carroll. I mean Jasmine. You're light as a 
feather. You are so nice, you smell so good." He 
sounded so dull, but I realized there must not be a 
lot of blood left going to his brain.

James was obviously moving his hips around to create 
friction. He looked like he was on autopilot. My mom 
put her hands down to support herself on either side 
of his legs and began to move her hips up and down to 
rub her pussy against the shaft of his cock.

Watching as James put a hand over one of her tits I 
pulled my skirt up to start to rub my clit, feeling 
overwhelmed by being able to see this. My mom looked 
at me the entire time, grinning, encouraging me to 
finger myself with hand motions.

"Oh James, look at Marisa, she seems to be having as 
much fun as we are." While he looked at me briefly she 
continued, "But Marisa, James feels kind of dry 
against my skin, isn't there any way you can help with 
that?"

I couldn't believe what my own mother was asking me to 
do for her, but at this point, I was too far gone to 
care. I wanted a cock in my mouth no matter who was 
there to see it. Mom, dad, our pastor; I didn't mind.

As my mom climbed off James and sat down next to him, 
I got on my hands and knees and crawled towards them, 
looking up into James' eyes before licking him from 
his balls to the tip of his cock. Then I eased the tip 
past my lips and began to bob my head up and down. 
James gave out a lovely moan.

"That's my daughter, you do this as well as I used 
to." While I continued to suck my boyfriend's cock, I 
moved one hand up to James' leg and braced the other 
against my mom's knee. My heart was racing, my entire 
body felt like I had a fever; I hadn't felt this way 
since the first time I can remember masturbating when 
I was 11.

I was getting so horny from the contact and James' 
cock I was moaning every time I moved my head back 
down on it.

"You know to hold the back of her head, right James? 
Like this." Mom took one of her hands and rested it on 
the back of my head, forcing my mouth down on his cock 
a little deeper than it had been. I kept on with my 
rhythm though, and didn't gag.

For some reason I thought if I gagged or coughed I 
would be humiliated in front of my mother. Through the 
horniness I felt I needed to prove myself to her that 
I wasn't just a girl anymore, that I was old enough to 
suck a guy off as well as she no doubt could.

As she helped me suck James' cock I rubbed her leg up 
and down, starting to feel closer to her than I ever 
had before. Why had she never told me about this side 
of her? We really were a lot alike, which felt good, 
even if that meant we were both such twisted sluts 
that we could never tell anyone else about it. Except 
James of course, who probably believed this was all 
just a great dream.

Once James started making those little noises most 
guys make when they're about to cum, my mom pulled me 
off of his cock by my ponytail.

"Good job sweetie, but I think James is getting a 
little over stimulated. I'll take care of the rest." 
With that I backed away from between his legs and my 
mom straightened James back up and straddled him 
again. This time taking her hand and guiding James' 
penis into her obviously wet cunt.

From here I could see his cock wet with my saliva 
entering her over and over again, and her clit 
sticking above it.

Even though my mom had just man-handled me, I still 
felt like I wanted her to feel great for all she had 
done, taking care of me all by herself for so long. I 
moved up against James' knees and reached towards my 
mom and began to rub her clit for her.

She moaned in a deep voice that just sounded like pure 
sex. That sound alone got me even wetter I have to 
admit. Throwing her head back while James rubbed her 
tits from behind and with her daughter stimulating her 
clit, she must have been in heaven. I grinned widely, 
mom deserved every bit of this.

"Oh Marisa yes, why haven't we been doing this before, 
your fingers are like magic," she whispered.

Eventually I got a little uncomfortable and stood up, 
throwing my clothes off and sitting next to the two of 
them. Knowing James well enough sexually I leaned back 
to look at him and said "Don't you dare cum before my 
mom James, she deserves better than that." He gave me 
a sheepish grin and nodded, not because he was scared 
of me but I'm sure he wanted to impress her.

"Oh honey, you are so sweet, this is the best, but 
there's no way I can last very long," she said. I 
splayed my right leg out to the side and rubbed my 
clit furiously with my right hand while doing my best 
to stroke my mother's with my left.

Every couple of seconds I would slip and my hand would 
feel James' cock doing its best to fuck my mother into 
oblivion. I thanked God I didn't have long fingernails 
today. I didn't want to hurt either of them.

"God James, you're so good at this, but so quiet! Say 
something, call me something dirty." I knew James 
wasn't up for that, he was cute and athletic, but 
hadn't broken out of his shell yet. I waited for James 
to say anything at all, but I was pretty sure there 
was operating just on instinct at this point. Banking 
on my mom still being in a good mood, being fucked and 
all at that moment, I took a chance.

"Mom you are such a fucking slut, you'd do anything 
for dick wouldn't you?"

"Oh fuck, you're right sweetie; I would have done 
anything earlier today for the chance to get fucked 
like this."

"You might even be a bigger cum whore than me mom, do 
you love the taste of it, too?"

Mom giggled. "You better believe it. I've gone without 
it for so long I could have it 3 meals a day for a 
long time. Don't get any ideas right now though James, 
I need this in my cunt first."

Without warning, she lifted herself off of James' cock 
and turned around. She set her knees on either side of 
James' body, and hovered over her slit above his 
penis.

Bracing her arms against the top of the couch, she 
looked at me and said "Honey, would you help your mom 
out a bit?"

Knowing what she wanted, I grabbed James' cock in my 
hand and lined up the tip between her pussy lips, 
putting my other hand on the small of her back to let 
her know to sit on it.

As she eased herself back down I withdrew my hands and 
slapped her ass. "Ow!" In retaliation she pinched one 
of my nipples. When she started to use her hips to 
fuck herself on James' cock, she leaned over so James 
could suck on one nipple at a time at hers.

I felt a twinge, for some reason I thought James was 
very lucky at that moment. My mom had once told me she 
breastfed me until I was 4. I couldn't remember any of 
it but I must have been one happy little kid.

I got caught up simply staring at their bodies moving 
together and rubbing myself, again it seemed like time 
was crawling. Had it only been 10 minutes ago that we 
were just teasing James a bit?

My mother looked so gorgeous, eyes closed in 
concentration, doing everything she could do to enjoy 
bouncing up and down on my boyfriend's 6 inch cock. He 
wasn't huge, not that I was very knowledgeable about 
sizes or anything, but it was so good looking. Often I 
would just drool thinking about it at school.

After a while I got the urge to touch my mother again. 
I took turns rubbing my mother's clit for her, and I 
even felt comfortable pinching and rubbing her pale 
pink left nipple when James wasn't licking it. Every 
time she would moan, it would make me jolt inside.

While I was rubbing her clit for a few seconds mom 
half-yelled "I'm going to fucking cum on you James!" 
For no reason I know of, I got off the couch and stood 
up straight behind my mom, I reached down with one 
hand around her to keep rubbing her wet clit as fast 
as I could.

At the same time I felt her slam back down on James' 
cock and not go back up again she yelled out "FUCK! Oh 
FUCK YES!"

I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other still 
rubbing her clit and kissed her back and neck.

Every muscle in her body felt tense as she had what 
must have been an amazing orgasm. Her breathing was 
fast and loud and she didn't un-tense for a good 20-30 
seconds.

When she lifted her head back up, she looked at James 
and noticed he hadn't cum. I was so fucking amazed 
that he didn't, he even kept wiggling for my mom as 
she came. What a guy.

"Oh fuck Marisa, take my place honey, you need to cum 
like I did. Take my place sweetie." My mom slowly 
eased herself off James' dick and curled up one end of 
the couch, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"You both look like you're ready to explode, I really 
want to see this," she continued.

I turned to James. "Get up babe, I want this from 
behind."

I bent over the arm of the couch that my mom was 
curled up against and looked at her with nervous 
excitement. They had both had teased me so badly, it 
felt like I was ready to release a river down my 
thighs.

James and I had done this before while my mother was 
away, so I knew just the right angle to have my ass at 
and swayed it at James to make an inviting target. I 
may not have the curviest butt like my mother, but 
enough that I knew it was still feminine and cute. As 
I felt James grab my hips and rub his cock past my 
opening to tease me, my mother stroked my long brown 
hair.

James' teasing drove me nuts, nearly to the point of 
annoyance. I wanted to get fucked hard and now, an 
orgasm wasn't far off.

"Stop fucking around James, you know I'm your whore, 
fuck me like one!"

"Bad girl!" my mother said in mock disapproval.

James happily obliged and rammed his cock in me so 
hard it almost hurt. He took long deep strokes. Not so 
fast I couldn't enjoy it, but fast enough that every 
pounding of my pussy took brought me closer to 
oblivion.

My mom cupped my chin and brought my eyes to hers and 
mouthed, "Thank you."

I grinned back, thinking that nothing was ever going 
to top this day. I closed my eyes again for a moment 
but then suddenly felt a pressure on my lips.

When I opened my eyes, I was shocked. My mother, who I 
had thought was completely normal until this day, had 
gotten on her hands and knees and was kissing me hard 
on the lips. I melted in that moment, staring into her 
gorgeous green eyes that seemed so full of happiness.

The moment after that I exploded with the strongest 
orgasm I've ever had due to that kiss, my brain 
registering just how erotic her kissing me was.

I almost blacked out, I felt like I was on a steep 
roller coaster plunging back down to earth. I'm 
surprised I didn't have a heart attack.

I do remember my mother sitting straight up straight 
on her knees in front of me and me grabbing her with 
all my might. I remember burying my face into her 
breasts, and making whimpering noises as James kept 
pounding my pussy from behind during my orgasm. What a 
beast he was that day.

A couple of seconds later he pressed himself all the 
way into my wet cunt and I felt a rush of something 
warm enter me. For who knows how many times that 
afternoon, time dragged on forever.

"Honey, are you okay?" my mother asked me. "You look 
like such an angel when you're having an orgasm."

I nodded that I was okay, and looked back at James. 
"You okay too, babe? You look like you just ran a 
marathon." For the first time that day he laughed. As 
he did so he pulled out of me and I felt what must 
have been a gallon of cum start to leak out of my 
pussy and run down my thighs.

Straightening up and smiling I exclaimed, "We made a 
huge mess!"

Everyone laughed again, we looked at each other like 
we had just collaborated on something amazing and it 
had turned out better than we ever expected. James 
started looking in the direction of the bathroom, but 
I stopped him before he could take a step.

"No way James, I have to see how this tastes." I 
turned around and dropped to my knees again, I 
couldn't let this opportunity go by. I knew I liked my 
own taste on his cock after I came on it, but this had 
to be different, right? For some reason that was when 
I noticed that we had left the back door open with the 
curtains to either side.

It wouldn't be easy for the neighbors to have seen 
what happened, but it was possible. I shrugged it off 
mentally as too late now, and lifted James' penis to 
lick at the underside of his cock and his balls.

The taste was definitely different after all! When 
it's just me I notice I taste a little tart, like 
yogurt, which James had agreed with when I brought it 
up. Now with mom's cum on his cock too, it was 
certainly sweeter, and I could barely notice any 
tartness.

I turned to my mom who looked like a queen, completely 
naked and regal with her legs spread wide open sitting 
on the couch and told her what I found.

"Well honey, don't be surprised, I do try to eat a lot 
of fruit, and drink quite a bit of V8." I couldn't 
help but chuckle at that even though that was God's 
honest truth. Chuckling isn't easy with a cock in your 
mouth!

After I finished cleaning up James and sent him off to 
the bathroom for towels, I sat back down next to my 
suddenly sexy mom. I looked to her, asking "What 
next?"

She looked back at me and patted my head. With a wink 
she said, "Well sweetheart, I think we've learned a 
lot of things about each other, but you seem like 
you'd be a great partner for Truth or Dare."

"Mom, you're scaring me!" Secretly I couldn't wait to 
play with her. With or without James, I knew we would 
have a blast.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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