15 comments/ 410638 views/ 110 favorites Helping out Mom By: L.A. Wicker Hey everybody! Yeah, I know It's been awhile. Working on bigger things lately. I hope y'all like this. It's kinda short, but I liked it. No more parts, sorry. L.A.Wicker. Helen came in the door, kicked off her shoes, tossed her purse down and yelled out, "Honey, I'm home!" and hoped that Robert was home. She desperately needed one of his massages tonight. Her back was killing her and if she didn't get some relief soon, there was no way in hell she was going out with the girls from work. Robert heard his Mom yell and he quickly ran down stairs to see her. He walked up to her; looked into her big, brown eyes and he saw that she was hurting. "Is your back acting up?" he asked with concern and he couldn't wait to get his hands on her. He knew it was wrong to lust after her, but Mom was a fucking babe. Mom was close to five foot eleven inches tall, brown hair to the middle of her back and she had a wonderful set of D cups that Robert loved. She had a slight weight problem, but Mom still looked good. Her ass was big, but not blubbery big and it filled her jeans out very nice. "I'm in agony!" Mom sighed as her son pulled her against his body. "I was hoping for one of your massages," she whispered as his hands slowly roamed her lower back and slowly down to her fanny. She never knew why he liked touching it so much. It was so big and Helen hated it, but she knew her son felt otherwise. He slowly caressed down her back and over Mom's short skirt, to the ass he loved so much. "You know I will and will you find a sexy pair of undies to wear for me?" he smiled and could feel his cock starting to grow. This happened lots of times, but neither of them seemed to care or maybe it was because they both enjoyed it immensely. Helen had not been with a man in well over ten years and as for Robert, he loved older, sexy woman, so this was a real treat for him. "I wonder about you sometimes," she said in a soft, loving voice, wishing that he wasn't her son. He was tall, dark and the most handsome man that Helen had ever seen in her life. She spent many, many nights thinking of him loving her after one of his massages, but Helen knew it could never be. "Lusting after your old, fat Mom this way, it isn't normal." Helen smiled as she kissed his forehead, wondering if he had the same feelings for her or if she was just a pervert. He lifted his hand and gave Mom's left ass cheek a firm slap. "You're not old, not fat and you look damn good to me, so don't say that again!" Robert said in a firm voice. He hated it when Mom talked about herself this way. "Ouch! Yes sir!" she laughed rubbing her stinging ass cheek and felt that nagging feeling slowly creeping deep into her pussy again, the same horrible feeling that Helen always had when Robert was near her. "Can you fix me a strong drink while I go shower and find a nice pair of panties to wear for my man." Helen said with a smile and deep down, she really wished that he could be her man. He kept caressing her ass and looking into her eyes, hoping that someday, he would get the nerve and just seduce her. He knew that she got just as turned on as he did, but she was his Mom and things like that weren't normal. "You know that I'd do anything for you and I mean...anything." Robert said in a soft, but very manly voice as his hands slowly crept under Mom's short skirt. "You should be careful saying something like that to a horny, old lady. I haven't been with a man in years." Mom purred like a cat in heat and she so dearly wanted a man to hold and love her. "Someone as sexy as you are...should never be alone," he replied and Robert knew that he had to have her. He was tired of playing this silly game and spending the night with a raging hard-on, when he could please both their needs. She heard him and a warm feeling swept over her. She knew that Robert was a ladies' man, but for some odd reason he lusted after her. She knew that lots of young men had crushes on their moms and Helen had a feeling that Robert had more than a crush on her. "Thank you, sweetie, you always make me feel so great." Mom said and she wanted to kiss him, but not as a son. Helen leaned towards his mouth, took a breath and she gently kissed Robert on the lips. He stood and couldn't believe what Mom had just done. 'I knew you liked it just as much as I did!' he thought with a smile and Mom was in for it now. Robert was going for it and he didn't care if she was his Mom or not. "Go shower before you get into trouble," he smiled, felt his cock growing harder and wondered what it was going to feel like making love to his Mom. Helen loved the feel of his lips on hers and now she could really feel his hardness pressing against her. 'You bad boy, getting hard for me!' she giggled to herself and she hoped that her son would take her. She was willing to try, if he was. "I want your best tonight, I'm hurting real bad," she whispered and Helen felt him flexing that big cock on her upper leg. 'Maybe, I'll help you with that too!' she thought and Helen had to get away from him, before things got out of hand. She wanted him so badly, but that nagging thought of him being her baby, drifted through her mind again. "I'll give you a massage you'll never forget! Now, get going!" He said with a laugh and couldn't resist slapping her meaty ass. "Ouch, you brat!" Helen giggled and headed off to shower hoping that Robert would go for it because she did not have the nerve to. *. Robert was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his stiff cock, when Mom came back into the room. She had a small towel wrapped around her upper body and big breasts, but the thing that really caught Robert's eye was the small pair of powder-blue panties that covered Mom's hips and butt. "Mother fuck! I wish you weren't my Mom," he said with a long sigh as his cock grew harder. She just stood there and wished the same thing. "What if I, weren't what would you do?" Helen asked with a low and lustful voice, watching her son's cock growing in his small pair of shorts. He sat there with a smile on his face and replied. "If I told you, you'd slap me!" Robert laughed, wondering if she really would or not. She slowly walked towards him, seeing his dark eyes focused on her hips and most likely on her excited pussy. "Tell me what you'd do, if I weren't your Mom. I know that you've bagged half my friends and I wanta know what you would do to me." Helen said as she stood directly in front of Robert and his stiff cock. He couldn't pull his eyes off Mom's hips or her juicy pussy. "I rub them dow..." he tried saying, but Mom cut him off. "No! I want to know what you would do to me." Helen said in one of those motherly voices, hoping that her tall, handsome would tell her. He was in shock. Mom wanted to know how he would seduce her. "What's gotten into you tonight?" "You're always looking at me and feeling me up. I just want to know how you would um...do me, if you ever got the chance," she said as she slowly spread her feet, giving him a much better view of her excited pussy, hoping that he would go for it. Robert sat there looking at her and he wanted Mom so bad, he could taste her. "I'd start by sucking your beautiful breasts, while I rubbed and caressed that ass," he said looking up to see a big, wide grin on Mom's face. "What else?" she asked like a little school girl in heat and she sat down beside him, watching his big cock, wondering what it would feel like in her pussy. "I'd hug and kiss every single inch of you." "Mmm, I'd love that!" she purred and moved as close to him as she could possible get. "Come on, don't be shy, I'm a big girl." Mom said as she put her arm around him and hugged. He thought of something and hoped Mom would like it too. "I'd love to put my cock between your tits and fuck them." Robert said and he felt her suck in a long and very deep breath of air. "Did you like that?" he asked as he carefully slid his hand on her bare thigh. "Your father loved doing that to me," she whispered and watched her son's long cock jump under his shorts. "Sometimes, he'd cum between them and other times...I'd lift my head and he'd squirt it in my mouth." Helen smiled and just like before, Robert's cock jumped. "That's what I love doing, I cum a bunch and its cool watching a babe gag on it." Robert said as he reached around Mom, rested his hand on her right breast and gently traced around her swollen nipple. Helen sat helpless at her son's touch and she had to have him. "I used to love drinking your Dad's. It always made me so horny and I miss it," she said with a soft voice, hoping that Robert would get his nerve up and go for it. "I'll be sure and remember that!" "That's why I told you, silly boy." Helen smiled at him and her pussy was on fire. "It's too bad that incest is against the law," she added and made sure to put out her lower lip, thinking of her son screwing her. He looked at her, kept teasing her nipple and replied. "I think that if two people are over eighteen and wanta fuck...they should. The hell with some stupid law like that. Look at us, I'm over eighteen and you are too, why couldn't we do it if we wanted?" he asked watching her very pretty face blushing. "I've got a friend at work that does it with her little brother and they love it." Robert added and watched Mom's face fill with shock. "They really do it?" "Hell yes and if I was him...I'd screw her ass to fucking death!" "I guess she's pretty?" "Very pretty and rich too!" "Nice, what more could a guy ask for?" she giggled thinking of how handsome her brother was and a few times when they played around when they were young kids. "He's one lucky fucker! Do you want a rub down or are we going to sit here all night talking about incest?" Robert asked wishing Mom would tell him to fuck her and make his life complete. "It's good, but as you can clearly see...I like it a little too much," he added pointing to his swollen cock. Mom looked at it again and she wanted it up her pussy so badly. "If I ever asked you to love me...would you?" He just laughed and hugged her tight. "I'd be in you twenty-four hours a day!" Robert smiled, turned and he gently kissed her, hoping like hell that she'd give him the ok to love her. "Mmm, damn! I guess we better get to my massage, before we end up doing something nasty!" she smiled, stood up and motioned for him to follow her. *. Robert loved watching her big boobs sloshing all over and dreamt of fucking them so many times he couldn't count them. "Damn, I love those things!" he moaned as Mom leaned down and flopped on her bed, leaving her meaty ass in plain view. "You're bad, looking at your mother's boobs all the time!" He reached over, slapped her ass and said. "You love it and you know it." Robert smiled as he moved on her. His big hands slowly crept over her butt and the tiny panties covering it and he started Mom's massage. She just laid there and enjoyed his hands caressing her ass. Yes, she did love it, but she was afraid to tell him. He lusted after her day and night and if Helen told him, she knew that they would end up right here in her bed. "I'll never tell," she whispered as he slowly teased her butt and Helen hoped that Robert wouldn't try anything. She felt so helpless tonight, there would be no way she could ever resist him or his big cock. "I know you do," he whispered back as his hands slowly slid over her soft panties, feeling her relaxing and he could smell Mom's excitement. "I smell something nice!" Robert said in a low and seductive voice as he carefully spread her long legs and he started on Mom's creamy, white thighs. "Oh really?" she whispered knowing what he meant. She could smell it too. Helen was in heat for her son. "If you weren't my Mom, I could help you with that." Robert said as he carefully rubbed the tiny panty seam down her thighs and between Mom's long legs, knowing she loved it when he did that. "I bet you could," she whispered, feeling him rubbing down the seam of her undies and so very close to her source of need. She wanted him to touch more, but if she told him, Helen would be helpless. "Oh yes and I promise that you'd love it!" "Could you help, but promise nothing would go inside me?" Helen asked with a soft and innocent voice, hoping that he could help her. She was on fire and it was for her son. The man that came from her body and he made it very clear that he wanted to go back in. He smiled and kept rubbing her butt and soft thighs. "I'll do anything you want, Mom," he said leaning over her, carefully laid down on her back and made sure that his stiff cock was resting in her ass crack. He started kissing her neck and shoulders, feeling her lifting her hips to his cock. Robert loved her soft moans of pleasure and he kissed more, plus he added a little nibble here and there to spice things up. "Let me think it over." She moaned, enjoying his soft kissing and the tiny love bites on her neck. Helen knew she was so close to giving in to him, but she was going to hold out as long as possible. "Don't wait to long, I might change my mind," he said with a laugh and knew he'd do anything for this sexy woman, all she had to do was ask. He went back to kissing and biting Mom's neck, but now, Robert was slowly humping her ass and Mom was pushing to him. She couldn't believe what a breathtaking lover he was. No wonder why all of her friends wanted him. "I bet my girlfriends love you," she said loving his hard cock in her butt crack and his slow and easy humping. "Hell yes they do! That's why I get so much money." Robert smiled as he humped a little harder, hoping that Mom would give in and let him love her. He knew that she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. "I heard you get two hundred bucks an hour." "Yep and they get their money's worth too!" he said with pride in his manly voice and Robert would give his best to Mom. She would be begging him to stop. "Cindy told me that you did her for three hours straight." "Oh yeah, I wore her tiny ass out!" he said with a big smile as he thought of Mom's sexy, little friend and all the things he did to her. "The poor girl couldn't walk or sit right for a week." Mom giggled and wondered how that would feel, plus as much as Robert wanted her, it was sure to be better and it would be so fun to find out. "She loved it all and kept begging me for more." "Lucky little bitch!" Mom moaned before she could think, but she figured what the heck. He was a big boy and Helen was sure that he knew what she needed. "You could be a lot luckier than she ever was, all you gotta do is tell me," he whispered in Mom's ear and he softly kissed it, hoping that she would give in. He knew she wanted it, but it had to be on her terms. There was no way he'd ever force her to do anything. "Tell me and you'll never be lonely again," he said to Mom with need and he prayed that she would say it. She just lay there, enjoying his very skilled hands tormenting her already excited body into a state of frenzy and when his words filled Helen's ears, she wanted to scream. "Behave yourself or I'll make you stop," she moaned, but deep down she wanted to say yes. Helen wanted him to screw her until she fainted in his arms. Robert was a little disappointed, but he was not going to give up hope. He knew she was on fire and horny as hell, so he still had a chance. "I'll stop for now, but I'm never going to give up," he said as his hands carefully caressed her soft thighs, making sure that his thumbs moved as close to Mom's pussy as he could get. She heard him and had to smile. 'That's my boy, never give up your dreams.' Helen thought as she felt his hands and his thumbs moving closer to her burning pussy. "You're amazing!" she moaned, loving his soft touch and Helen knew what she'd be doing later that night. "I guess I should leave this pretty ass and find something else to tease for awhile!" he smiled and hoped that she'd turn over. "Let me do your front, please." Robert asked like a little boy that wanted a cookie. She wanted to let him, but Helen knew she wouldn't be able to stop him, if he tried anything. "Oh baby I'd love to, but we might end up doing something we shouldn't," Mom said with hurt in her voice as he kissed, sucked and nibbled her neck. She could never refuse him anything, not even herself. "You can't do anything bad and I mean it, Robert!" she said in a firm voice and hoped that he would behave himself, because Helen knew that she couldn't. "I won't...only if you want me to," he said between kisses and humping her nice ass. "You better not!" Mom said as he moved off her and she turned over on her back. His eyes were going wild looking her over and Helen loved the smile on his face. "Do you like?" she asked with a big smile and deep down, Helen knew this was a bad thing to do. He looked over every, last inch of her and he knew it was going to so hard to be good. "I could eat you alive!" Robert moaned and he lay completely on her body, with his stiff cock resting right on her wet pussy. She couldn't help but hug him and Helen loved the feel of his cock on her pussy. "I wish things were different," she said as tears of need flowed from her pretty eyes and dripped on her pillow. Robert hugged her back and it took him a few seconds to realize that Mom was crying. "Don't you dare cry!" he said hugging her more and he started kissing her tears away. "Just tell me and I'll make it better," he added as he kissed Mom more and before Robert knew it, he was kissing her mouth. They kissed deep, tongues lashing around and he couldn't resist humping against Mom's pussy. Helen loved him hugging, comforting her and his soft kisses of love, but she knew it was so wrong. "I just wish we could um...be together," she said as more tears ran down her face and she needed him, her son to love her. "Let me love you. No one will ever know, but us." Robert whispered as he reached down to free his cock, hoping Mom wouldn't care and when she let out a long and deep moan of need, he knew she liked it. "Come on, Mom. I know you want me," he whispered, loving her wetness all over him and Robert knew poor Mom was on fire. "No, we can't! It's not right," she moaned between kisses and she spread her legs wider and deep down, Helen prayed his massive cock would find its way back home. "Please Robert, stop! Stop!" she begged in a helpless, little girl voice and did everything she could to resist her son, the man she loved and so desperately needed, but it was hopeless. "Come on, I know you want it," he whispered as he kissed and sucked her large breasts, knowing it drove her crazy. He sucked each big nipple, while his tongue flicked the tip and he loved her soft moans of need. "Just tell me and you'll never be lonely again." Robert said as he moved off her and against her side. His hand caressed down her stomach and between her thighs. She felt him move and she knew he was about to do more and she was right. Helen felt his hand moving over her tummy and between her long legs. "No...baby! Please no!" she half-heartedly moaned out, but in truth, Helen loved him touching the very place that he'd came from. "Oh baby...no! Please...no! No!" she moaned again as his loving fingers gently slid over her excited mound of womanly flesh, sending wave after wave of need flooding through Helen's lonely body. "Relax and enjoy it." Robert whispered in a soothing voice, loving the feel of her panties and wetness on his fingers and he knew that tonight was going to be the best of his life. He pushed a little harder, feeling her back arching with pleasure and soft moans coming from someplace deep in Mom's body. "You feel so good! I wish that we'd done this a long time ago," he whispered again as his fingers spread Mom's excited pussy lips, wishing her panties were off and when he found her swollen clit, she moaned louder. Helping out Mom Helen lay there, enjoying his fingers and very soft touch and she realized why all of her girlfriends loved him so much. He was a master lover and Helen knew he would give his all to please her. She was his Mom and he loved her with all of his heart. "Oh my baby!" she whimpered as he carefully teased and tormented her tiny, excited clit, hoping he would really give it to her. She hadn't been loved in years and Helen needed it for a long time. "I wanta see you!" she moaned reaching to hold his long, hard cock in her tiny hand, hoping that she could still take something so big. He moved up beside her face, pulled down his shorts and Helen loved what she saw. "Oh my God, it's so beautiful! You're twice the size your father was." Helen said with a big smile and she saw a little drip of precum oozing from the tip of him. Her tongue slowly crept from her mouth and quickly licked it away. "Mmm, oh yes, you taste so good!" she moaned out and she couldn't wait to get it in her body. Robert couldn't move fast enough and he damn near, ripped off his shorts. "It's all for you, Mom. Nobody else will ever get it again," he said, but Mom was busy admiring him and she didn't hear a word he said. He couldn't help but smiling as she held him in her tiny hands, looking at it like she'd never seen a cock in her life and when she licked the cum from him, Robert fought the urge to cum. "Oh fuck!" he moaned again. Helen was ready to fuck, suck or anything Robert could dream up. "Do me! I need it baby!" she begged him with love, knowing that he would end her loneness. "Love me; love your mother, baby!" Helen begged louder and when he quickly moved over her breasts, she had to smile. Her baby boy wanted to fuck her big breasts. "Mmm, that's Mommy's boy," she smiled and Helen gently squeezed her boobs around his throbbing cock. "Now, go for it! Fuck them!" she growled at him and Helen loved the look of happiness on her son's face. Robert died and went to heaven. He was on Mom and his dream was coming true. He was fucking Mom's tits. "Mom, I love you so much!" he said as happiness ran through him. Robert slowly moved back and forth, loving the feel of her warm mounds wrapped around his cock and now, he hoped he could keep from cuming. "Mmm, my baby! Oh yes!" Mom whimpered with joy as her son used her breasts. "My baby is fucking my titties," she said with one of these voices that women used to talk to a small baby. "That's a good little boy." Helen whispered with the same, tempting voice as before, hoping he loved it as much as she did. "Oh shit, you keep that up and I'm going to cum all over you!" he laughed and figured that he may not last very long this time, but Robert knew it would only get better as time went on. He moved back and forth, watching his cock between Mom's boobs and a look on her face that he'd never seen before. Mom looked so happy, but there was also a look in her eyes that he loved. She looked like a vamp, ready to eat him alive. "If I remember right...you said that you loved to suck things," he winked, carefully moved up to Mom's mouth and she took him. Not just the head or half of his cock, Mom sucked his entire length in her mouth and completely down her throat. She just giggled as he moved up and Helen knew this would be it for him. She was going to suck him dry, let him rest a few minutes and then, Helen wanted Robert to fuck her like a cheep whore. She sucked hard as he moved back and forth, moaning her name the entire time and she loved it. He slid in and out of Helen's mouth, his face twisted with pleasure, the pleasure of his Mom pleasing him like no other woman could. He was her son, but now, he was her lover. "Oh Mom, yes! Mom, I love you! Oh Mom!" Robert moaned her name as he used her mouth. "You are wonderful!" he moaned louder and hoped that she did love when a man came in her mouth. "I'm close, Mom! I'm going to cum in you!" Robert yelled out as his cock blew its load and Mom just sucked him harder. "Oh Mom! Mom! Mom!" he yelled again as she kept on sucking him. She kept sucking, making sure her baby was drained of all his seeds and Helen let him go. "Was that as good as your dreams?" "Oh yes!" Robert moaned as he moved down to lay on her, resting his head on the breasts he loved. *. They laid together, hugging and caressing each other, when Mom felt Robert getting hard. "I think it's time for you to do something nasty. Come and make love to your Mom." Helen panted as she thought of her son fucking her. Robert moved between her legs and Helen felt good for the first time in years, her son was about to love her. "Be gentle, it's been a long time," she smiled; lightly bit her lower lip when she felt his cock against her pussy. "Don't you worry about anything," he smiled, rubbing his cock-head in Mom's wetness and Robert knew she was ready. He gave her one last kiss as his mother and he took her. His cock slid effortlessly into Mom and to her core. "Oh shit!" he yelled as her insides grabbed him and hugged. It was as if her body was welcoming him back home. Mom bit down on her lip, not noticing that it was bleeding. All she knew was, her son was in her, back in the same place he'd came from. "My baby!" Mom screamed wrapping her long legs around him and it felt like he'd rammed a baseball bat up her pussy, but it felt good. A wonderful man was in her and Helen could care less if it was her son. "My baby! My sweet baby!" she moaned, loving the feel of a man in her body. A man that truly loved her and she knew he always would. "Love me. Love your Mom," she moaned again, but this time, it was a moan of need. "Oh yes!" Robert smiled and he did as his Mom said. He slowly moved back and forth, watching his cock slide in and out of Mom and it looked so good. "You're everything thing I've ever dreamt of and more," he smiled down to her and he saw tears rolling down her pretty face. "You're so good to me." Helen sobbed as he loved her. His mass felt so wonderful as it spread her insides wide and his length, took her breath away. "I love it!" Helen cried out with need. She needed to cum around her man, her lover, her son. He moved faster, watching her big boobs sloshing all around and he fought the urge to cum. Mom was going to cum before he even thought it. "You're so pretty! And, you're all mine!" he growled and moved faster, watching nothing but pleasure on her pretty face. "Yes... I'm...all...yours!" Mom screamed as her son used her pussy hard, giving her what she'd been wanting. "Go baby! Go!" Mom screamed again as a massive rush of blood flooded her pussy and she knew what was coming. She was. Robert moved faster, only wanting to please the beautiful woman under him, his Mom. "Go then. Cum on your son!" he ordered giving her right ass cheek a slap. "Cum for me!" he yelled, slapping her other cheek. "Cum on your son's cock!" Robert yelled to her and he felt something. Mom's pussy grabbed him and squeezed. "Oh you horny, little shit!" he laughed with joy as Mom exploded around him and couldn't believe the juices that shot from her pussy. It was as if, she was pissing on him. Mom lay under him, looking up, feeling like her entire world was in slow motion, but she could still feel him pounding her pussy like a crazy man. She couldn't move or say anything, she could only moan, until she exploded. "Ahhh, yes, yes!" she finally managed to scream out as her body released around her son's beautiful, hard cock. "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Mom squealed as she dug her long fingernails deep into Robert's back, feeling as if her insides had just turned inside out. "Please, never leave me. I will die without you now," she sobbed and felt him hugging and rocking her in his arms. "I'll never leave your side." Robert smiled as he held the woman he loved. "Even if I told you something that's going to shock you?" Mom said caressing his face and wiping her tears away. "I'll never leave you." "I haven't taken birth control pills in fifteen years." He looked at her and wasn't sure what Mom was saying at first, but then he smiled and just said. "COOL!" The End. PLEASE VOTE PEOPLE! Helping Out My Ex-Wife My marriage was a sham. On the outside it appeared to be a good solid 19-year marriage with two happy well adjusted kids, a good house and me having a good, reliable and fulfilling job as a teacher. In reality yes the kids were well looked after, I enjoyed my job and the house was ok but the marriage was none existent. There were few feelings left between Jackie, my wife, and I. In the final few years we shared a bed out of necessity rather than desire, as we had no spare room. Jackie had taken to wearing, giant passion killer knickers and bras, not that I ever got to see her in them, as she would only change when I was out of the room and the door shut, but I did see them on the washing line. She also slept in thick floor length nightgowns. As for sex well it happened once in the last five years and even then it was a birthday treat and it was a 'if you must' and she lay there fiddling with her hair as I fucked her. I might as well as been using a blow up doll! It didn't start of like this and that made me all the more resentful. We started going out after her eighteenth birthday party. We had known each other for ages and got on well. We were both virgins but after about a year that changed. The sex was great, noisy, varied and frequent. We did it when ever and where ever we could. In fact the riskier the more it turned Jackie on. One of her favourites was fucking in her room upstairs whilst her parents, who, especially her father, were very straight laced and believed in no sex before marriage, were downstairs watching TV. After we had made love she used to enjoy getting dressed, without cleaning up and sitting with her parents for a while with her knickers and vagina full of my cum. We also frequently fucked outside and even in a swimming pool at a caravan park we were staying in. There was little we didn't try except anal sex and although she loved giving head I was not allowed to cum in her mouth. As you can imagine I was delighted when she accepted my marriage proposal and looked forward to a happy sexually fulfilled marriage. How wrong I was from the day we got married intercourse virtually stopped apart from two brief periods during which she conceived two kids. Then the mutual masturbation and cuddling dwindled away and I found myself reliant on jerking off. On top of this Jackie lost her job several times and we had to survive on my salary. This made her obsessive about money and I was given hardly any cash to spend and seeing mates was out as it was 'too bloody expensive!' She gradually became more and more depressed and the situation gradually developed into the situation I outlined above; stable but definitely unsatisfactory. As you can imagine I felt totally used, frustrated and fed up. Eventually I decided enough was enough and initiated divorce proceedings. I eventually managed to keep custody of the kids and the house. Jackie went back to live with her parents. I enjoyed my new freedom and although I had no regular girlfriend I felt more relaxed and life became far more enjoyable. Eventually my decree absolute came through and I celebrated hard with a few mates. Over the next couple of month's life gained a natural rhythm and the children and I were very content. I even had a couple of dates none of which came to much or involved more than a polite kiss. Life was good at last but I still felt bitter towards Jackie. The more I thought about it the more I felt used and the more I realised that she had used sex as a power tool/lever to get what she wanted. I even discussed it with my best mate, Paul, and he was even more disgusted than I was in the way that she had treated me and amazed that I put up with it for so long. The injustice of it gnawed away at me and I wanted to get even but had no idea how. Paul just told me to put it behind me and get on with enjoying life- easy for him to say. About four or five months after my divorce was finalised I had a win on the National Lottery, not a small one either, I won the rollover jackpot of £8.75million! I rapidly brought a new much larger house with a swimming pool, hot tub etc. I decided life at last was being good to me and my desire to get even with Jackie drifted to the back of my mind. It wasn't long after the kids and I had settled into our new house that Jackie phoned, sounding awful, and stated that she urgently needed to discuss something with me. I thought it must be about the kids, as that was all we discussed now we were separated, so invited her over for dinner a couple of nights later. She could see the kids, they would be excited especially as she could put them to bed and then we could talk over dinner. I was surprised when Jackie arrived on the chosen night. She had lost a lot of weight, not from her chest I was pleased to see, and had dress smartly in a lovely skirt and semi translucent top - far sexier than she wore when married to me. The afternoon/ evening went well and the kids were really excited to show mum around the house and delighted that she could put them to bed in their own beds. I had sorted a beautiful and expensive dinner so that I could show of my newfound wealth. The conversation flowed reasonably easily but it was not till after dinner Jackie revealed the true reason for her visit. 'Martin, I... am not sure how best to say this but...' she started nervously 'I... I want...no need your help.' 'Go on,' I said intrigued. 'Well, You know I still live with mum and dad,' 'Yes and?' 'I can't stand it. Dad is driving me crazy! I can't work on medical grounds, I have no money and my life is hell with no way to escape!' she blurted out and began to cry. I thought for I while. I certainly had the means to help her but did I have the inclination. It was then the thoughts of getting even came back. I wouldn't help her and just enjoy seeing her suffer. No, that wasn't quite right. An idea then struck me. It was brilliant, totally appropriate and would totally satisfy my need for revenge. 'OK, here is what I propose,' I stated, 'I haven't sold our old house. I am actually getting it done up, including the extension we used to dream of, and was then going to let it. I will give it to you plus £200,000.' 'Wow, that is more than I, or for that matter anybody, could possibly expect of you and it would set me up for the rest of my life,' Jackie replied ecstatically. 'It will however cost you,' I continued. 'Anything, anything,' She bubbled happily 'Well, if you are sure. Next Friday you are to move in here and stay in the spare room until the house is ready,' 'That sounds great,' Jackie said happily. 'I have not finished.' I continued 'you are to wear the clothes I select for you for the entire time you are with us.' 'Ok, Ok that sounds fine,' she agreed 'You will not be allowed any underwear and will sleep naked,' I stated 'I'm not happy about that but...I know you have always had a fetish about women wearing no undies ...and you are giving me £1/2 million so... ok!' 'You must also fulfil any sexual request I make of you,' 'You can't be serious!' 'I am. It is your choice...it will make up for the way you used sex to manipulate things and get your way during our marriage... take it or leave it.' I stated as firmly as I could. 'But...but its so unfair,' she stammered. 'It's not,' I replied, 'I don't have to do anything to help you and I am offering to set you up for life in exchange for 3 or 4 weeks of sexual fulfilment. If you don't like it do without the money. I need a wee so you have a few minutes to decide.' With that I left here to think and went to the loo. I deliberately took my time allowing her plenty of time to mull it over and to make her mind up. I eventually returned to the living room and asked, 'Well what have you decided?' 'I have no choice,' she stated reluctantly, 'you are offering me a wonderful restart to my life and I can't bare living with my parents any longer. So, reluctantly... I agree.' 'Great, you will move in on Friday and stay until our old house is finished. You can bring whatever clothes you like apart from underwear, as you will not need any. I will choose your outfits each day. You will willing perform any sex acts I request and if you refuse anything the deal is off. Once you leave I will ask nothing more of you.' I confirmed. 'Eh... ok... I agree,' Jackie replied reluctantly. 'I need to test that you mean what you say so lets have a practice now,' 'What... I didn't agree to that.' 'Well I need to know that you mean it and will do what I ask. In any case you will have to in six days time if you want the money.' 'Eh...ok... I...I might as well,' she said timidly. 'Good,' I stated with relish and felt my cock stiffing in anticipation. 'Stand in the middle of the room,' Jackie did as I asked. 'Lift your skirt.' Slowly she began to lift her skirt till it was about the middle of her thighs. 'Higher.' She continued to raise it till I could jus make out the first signs of he large, white, cotton, M&S knickers. 'Higher... right up to your waist.' She looked embarrassed but lifted her skirt right to her waist giving me a clear view of her knickers. I stood up and slowly walked round her looking closely and enjoying her awkwardness. I then grabbed by video camera and began to film as I once more walked around her. 'Hey, I didn't agree to pictures or video!' Jackie complained dropping her skirt. 'I think you will find you agreed to anything!' I replied firmly. 'Lift your skirt again.' She reluctantly lifted her skirt and I began filming again. I moved in close and filmed some close up shots of her cotton-covered cunt. 'Part your legs a bit and bend over and grab your ankles with your hands' I instructed. Jackie moved her feet about two feet apart and bent right over I stood behind her and admired, whilst filming, the sight of her mound as the material stretched over it. I then ran my hand over the taught cotton that covered her buttocks and then between her legs. I was surprised how moist the material over her crotch felt. The situation was turning her on! 'Rub a hand between your legs,' I commanded. She hardly hesitated and began to rub her right hand along her moistening crotch. I filmed and slowly zoomed in on her hand as it moulded the material to her lower lips more and more closely. 'Stand up and slip your knickers down to your knees but keep your skirt up.' I told her. To her credit she silently stood up began to lower her knickers. The moisture caused the panties' crotch to stick to her vaginal lips. She finally got her knickers down to her knees and stood up holding her skirt around her waist like a naughty school girl about to be punished. I stood and admired the first view of her hairy cunt for many years. 'When did you last trim your pubes?' I asked. 'I haven't for many years,' Jackie replied, some what embarrassed. 'Finger your self,' I instructed. I filmed whilst Jackie's hand initially began to play with her pubes then slowly a finger began to run up her moist vaginal lips and then one finger slipped between them. Even in our courting days she would never play with herself in front of me and even claimed that she never did alone, I wasn't sure whether I believed this at first but later on in our marriage decided it was probably true as she could not guide me or help me as to what felt good or how to bring her off. 'Bend over like before,' I commanded. She did as I requested. I moved behind her continuing to film and as I zoomed in on her now engorged and well lubricated lips I instructed her, ' keep finger fucking yourself- two fingers now.' I was amazed she didn't question me but just slipped her hand between her legs then insert first one and then a second finger and began to finger fucker herself. She was getting of on being domineered and I was getting off on doing the domineering and we had hardly started as this was only the prequel. After a few minutes her hips were beginning to move and her nipples sticking out, rock hard, through her bra and blouse. Also she was beginning to moan - her first orgasm was not far away. With some reluctance, on both her part, and mine I stopped her from bringing herself off and got her to stand back up. All the time I made her hold her skirt up and left her knickers around her knees. I then removed her blouse and bra. I admired my first sight of her 36D breast. The last time I had seen them was before the children were born and at that time they were only 34A. As she put on weight they grew and as I mentioned earlier they had not shrunk as she had subsequently lost weight. It was therefore my first sight of these magnificent breasts, gleaming in sweat and crowed with large erect nipples. I put the video camera down where it would continue to record events as they evolved. I could not resist the temptation to cup and fondle each breast in turn, licking and suckling their engorged, erect, red nipples. I then let a hand wander down, across he flat stomach, through her forest of pubes and began to finger her lubricating cunt. She was wetter than I could remember, but then it had been many years since I had felt it at all. I slowly inserted a finger deep into her cunt enjoying the slippery warmth around it and began to finger fuck her. 'Mmmm,' she commented and thrust her hips forward to meet the inward stroke of my finger. . 'You like that don't you?' 'Y...Yes.' 'If you want another finger ask for it.' I instructed. 'Mmmm...Mmmm...yes...yes please,' she moaned. 'Yes please what?' 'Put another finger in.' 'In where and do what?' I asked enjoying her awkwardness. 'Put another finger up my... cunt and...and... fuck me with it,' She had never talked to me like that and I loved it. I did as she asked and soon had two fingers and then three flashing in and out of her. Just before she came I stopped and put my fingers to her mouth. I knew she had always refused to put anything that had been up her cunt into her mouth but now I had the leverage. To her credit I didn't have to ask she realised what I wanted and despite screwing up her face a little she let me slip each finger into her mouth and actively licked her cunt juice off them. 'Sit down on the sofa, with your skirt up, remove your knickers, spread your legs a wide as possible and pull your cunt lips apart whilst I undress.' I thought she would find this too much but being dominated, and possibly several years without sex had got her so turned on that she shrugged her shoulders accepting her situation and sat back onto the sofa spread her legs and then used both hands to stretch open her dripping vaginal lips. I undressed rapidly and stood directly in front of her slowly wanking my rigid cock enjoying the sight of my prudish ex wife her skirt above her waist spreading herself for my enjoyment. With out asking she slowly began to finger her dripping cunt. I couldn't resist much longer so knelt between her legs and began to feast on her hairy snatch. It tasted divine and she was obviously turned on and approaching orgasm as she locked her legs round my neck and began to grind her mound against my face desperately trying to get my tongue as deep as possible. 'Yes... Yes... Mmmm... That's great... eat me. Ggg...God I am going to come.. AAHHH!' With that Jackie's hips thrust right off the sofa forcing my face even harder on to her and then her legs squeezed tight round my head and she came hard. I thought she might break my neck as I struggled to pull away from her twitching cunt. Finally she flopped backwards and I was able to move my cunt-juice soaked face away. I gave her a few minutes to recover and then got her on to all fours and came up behind her, slipped my rampant cock, right up to the hilt into her cunt, grabbed her big daggling tits and began to fuck her rampantly doggy style a position knew she hated, even whilst courting, as she felt it was humiliating and degrading. After six years without sex the feeling of a hot, wet and tight cunt around my prick was wonderful. I savoured every second I could whilst enjoying watching her obscenely stretch lips moving and stretching with the movement of my cock. Obviously I wasn't able to hump her for long before I was finding it almost impossible not to cum. I hung on as long as I could enjoying the pressure, almost pain as it built up, straining every thing I had to prolong the pleasure and resist the urge to cum. To prolong my enjoyment I withdrew and lay down on my back. 'Time for you to the work and ride me'' I stated. I ensured that the video camera had a great view of this action and knew that Jackie had always hated being on top. Jackie got up and stood up and stood over me giving both the camera and I an excellent view of her sodden and stretched gash. Her juices were literally dribbling down the inside of her thighs. She crouched down took hold of my rigid, slippery, 10½ inch cock and guided it between her engorged and splayed labia as she impaled herself on it. She then began to fuck me energetically as she rubbed her own clit. She was moaning fast and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. The rubbing of her clit became more and more frantic until eventually she screamed out and came soaking my balls in the process. As she flopped back recovering, still impaled on by cock, I realised that I couldn't hold back anymore so pushed her off and moved so that my cock was in line with her mouth. 'Suck me off until I cum in your mouth and then swallow it,' I ordered. I knew that she had never liked letting things go straight from her cunt to her mouth or let me cum in her mouth, as she hated the idea of it. 'I...I can't,' she pleaded, 'I will suck it till just before you cum and then toss you off over my tits. I can't face the idea of sperm in my mouth.' 'I knew you wouldn't be able to keep up your part of the deal. You better get dressed and leave,' I stated calling her bluff. 'Oh god not now I have gone so far.' She then grabbed my cock and began to lick her juices off. Then slipped it into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down whilst fondling my balls. I rapidly returned to the point of no return. My cock felt bigger than ever before and having nearly shot my load a few moments before the pressure this time was unbelievable. 'That's it... I'm...going to CUM!' I warned enjoying my best ever blowjob, not that I have had many. I savoured the intense feeling as long as I could. My body glistened with sweat as I struggled to maintain control but finally I released the pressure and came in her mouth for the first time ever. It felt as if I had blown the end of my cock off as I came with such pent up force and in such quantity. I must of shot off seven or even eight times. I was amazed that Jackie managed to keep my jerking cock in her mouth throughout. There was so much cum that some inevitably dribbled out the sides of her mouth and onto her heaving and glistening tits. Once I had finished cumming she released my cock, closed her mouth and, grimacing slightly, closed her eyes and swallowed two or three times. She then opened her mouth to show that it was empty. Without me asking she then slipped my softening prick back into her mouth and licked it clean. 'That wasn't as bad as I thought. I am not too fussed about the flavour but the sensation, and feeling of control, when your rampant cock shot off in my mouth made it worthwhile. I might enjoy repeating it,' she admitted once she had finished cleaning my prick. 'I think that is the deal signed now though.' She got dressed but I refused, despite her protest that her parents would notice if she came home without them, to let her put her bra or knickers back on, as she had to get used to it. I realised that she hadn't cleaned my spunk from her breasts and her top was now covered in it and her sweat making no longer translucent but transparent allowing who looked a clear view of her wonderful breasts and still erect, red nipples. At that moment her taxi beeped outside and she then began to leave. I opened the front door for her she turned and said, Helping Out My Ex-Wife 'See you Friday,' 'Yes,' I replied, 'ensure your dress nicely with no undies though.' I then kissed her tasting my sperm as our tongues entwined whilst running my hand up under her skirt lifting if right up to her waist revealing her naked bottom to the taxi driver. Jackie despite her probable embarrassment did not object just kissed me back. I fondled her bottom in clear sight of the driver for a while ensuring I parted her cheeks occasionally and that he saw my fingers probing her slippery slit. Finally I then let her go. As she turned round to go, I kept her skirt up high as long as I could, much to her embarrassment, so the driver got a frontal view. Finally she reached the taxi, opened the door and he drove of smiling at me.