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die-pink-maus · 1 month

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Some MORE Canon/Not So Canon König 💋Headcanons💋

(NSFW Included • MDNI)

AN: AGAIN, these are just my thoughts and opinions of what I imagine König would be like IRL. I have once again divided everything up into sections and there is a whole section dedicated to more NSFW headcanons, so PLEASE…MDNI this is for the grownups! There is great mention of the words “wife”, “girlfriend” and some GN terms such as “you” or “your”. I am mainly writing this from the perspective of a woman. I’ve also included an IRL photo inspo to help get those imaginative juices flowing 🤭

IRL Inspo: @Fabientietjen on Insta/Tiktok

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Enjoy! 💋

🪖Personality/Physical Appearance🪖

♡ TATTED. Definitely covered in tattoos, has the “my body is a temple so why not decorate it” mindset. All of his pieces are super unique to him and his experiences. Would more than likely get tattoos of his cats and his wife or GF so they’re always with him, especially when he is deployed.

♡ Very direct and to the point, but doesn’t necessarily always mean it in a mean or condescending way, he’s just very blunt. A lot of the time it’s more funny than anything else.

♡ Listens to Austrian and German folk music while he cooks, boisterously singing along with a gigantic goofy grin on his face, and a kitchen towel draped over his broad shoulder. It reminds him of being a child, and cooking with his mom back home.

♡ Hunter gatherer type of man. Owns a home in rural Austria where he is able to grow and harvest his own crops and hunt game. Probably owns a couple of animals on his small farm as well, but not for food, they’re like his family.

♡ Has a bit of a love hate relationship with his birthday. Doesn’t mind celebrating, as he is very grateful to be alive, but also just isn’t really one for all the attention that usually comes with birthdays. He’s more than content with staying in, ordering takeout and having some alone time with you 😜

♡ Loves dressing like he’s from the early 1900s. In his defence, it’s suits the fuck outta him, and reeeeally adds to that gentlemanly, timeless charm he has 🤭

♡ Will start pointless debates over almost ANYTHING simply because he enjoys watching people get frustrated. He thinks that shit is hilarious and will often play devils advocate just to get a rise out of someone 😂

♡ Hyperfixated on all things comics. Has been collecting comic books since he was a teen and has developed quite the collection.

♡ Big steak and potatoes kinda guy. Loves meat in general and probably isn’t afraid of eating the more undesirable parts of the animal, such as liver and gizzards.

♡ Huge on hygiene. Considering he’s spent quite a bit of time in some not so clean situations while being out in the fields on missions, being clean is something he’s become quite obsessed with now that he’s retired. More than likely because he doesn’t want to be reminded of his time in the military.

💗As a Boyfriend/Husband & Dad💗

♡ Adores taking you shopping, especially for lingerie. Will sometimes even request a private shopping session at your favourite boutique lingerie store so he can have you model a few pieces for him without interruption 😜

♡ Death stares at ANY MAN who even dares to look your way. He knows he has a bombshell on his arm, and there are many men who would kill to be in his position, but you’re his. He makes sure everyone is well aware of that.

♡ More than likely the type to opt for a small intimate proposal as opposed to something public and flashy. Would probably whisk his fiancé to be away to a beautiful tropical island, and propose to her during a lovely private dinner on the beach.

♡ Loves planning romantic vacations and getaways chalk full of excursions and activities he knows you’ll love.

♡ “I saw this at the mall on the way home and it made me think of you” type of man. He remembers practically everything about you.

♡ Teaches you how to shoot and takes you to the gun range at least once a month so you know how to protect yourself in case he ever needs to be away.

♡ Trains you in hand to hand combat, which involves a lot of roughhousing that usually leads to well…you know 🤭

♡ Tells you how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have a woman like you on a daily basis.

♡ Was the most attentive husband on earth when you got pregnant. Ensured you had everything you needed at all times, would constantly massage your feet, and came to every doctors appointment you had.

♡ Absolutely obsessed with your pregnant belly. Hushed words of adoration in German as he kisses your cheek and rubs your belly.

♡ Would often speak to the baby while she was still in your tummy. “Hallo Baby Mädchen, es ist deine Vater König…I can’t wait to meet you meine Prinzessin” 🥹

♡ Has always wanted a daughter, and when you two finally have one, that little girl became the centre of his entire universe. Names her after his mother, her grandmother.

♡ Is the best Girl Dad™️ on the planet. From playing dress up and letting her practice her makeup skills on him, to tea parties that involve him wearing a princess tiara, there’s practically nothing he wouldn’t do for her.

♡ Your little girl loves to cook with her father. He will hold her in his arms on his hip as he cooks, allowing her to sample everything in the process.

♡ Loves taking family photos with his beautiful girls and your pets! His office at the base was full of framed photos of all of you, and he always caries a photo of you and your daughter with him at all times.

😈Behind Closed Doors…😈

♡ Last time we talked about how he fucks you, but what about how he makes love to you? Both are equally as intense to be honest 🤭

♡ When König makes love to you, it’s almost as if the whole world stands still, and you and him are the only people on earth…bodies moving in perfect rhythm and harmony with one another 🥲

♡ He takes his time with you, long intimate full body massages with sensual aromatic oils, feeds you chocolate covered strawberries from his lips, drizzles honey all over your body and practically licks you from head to toe, nipping and sucking at those delicious sweet spots of yours.

♡ The foreplay is excruciatingly euphoric. Soft, slow, gentle kisses along your neck and over your chest. Licking and pinching your nipples as you moan beneath him, the bulge beneath his sweat pants purposefully teasing your sopping cunt through your panties as he grinds against it before pulling them off. His tongue gently lapping at your folds and your clit from behind as he gently squeezes your ass cheeks.

♡ No part of you is off limits for him. His tongue darts into your tight hole as his thumb draws mind numbingly pleasurable circles over your swollen clit. Two fingers from his other hand slipping into your puckered hole.

♡ Loves watching your gorgeous full lips wrap themselves around the thick tip of his cock, his large fingers gently running through your hair as whimpers, moans and sweet praises escape him. “You’re so good for me.” “Mein Gott you look incredible sucking my cock.”

♡ He loves when you’re on top, practically mesmerized at the sight of your curvaceous naked body hovering above him, large perky tits bouncing up and down as you slowly ride his huge cock 🤤

♡ His large hands guiding your hips as he looks up at you, arousal dripping from his icy blue gaze mirroring the arousal in yours.

♡ He does, however, tend to get a lil too excited. You drive him absolutely crazy. Eventually he flips you over, throwing both your legs over his shoulders as he rests on his knees and begins slamming into you, repeatedly grazing your cervix with the tip of his cock as you practically scream his name. “Cum for me, Schatz, I want you to cum all over this cock.”

♡ As usual he always makes sure you cum first, but he can’t help but cum inside you. Your insatiably tight, wet walls clenching around his girth, milking every drop of cum from his aching balls 😩

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kazzattack · 24 days

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I Can Be All You Need.

jason todd x fem!reader, poorly proofread (sorry), implied plus sized!reader for like 2 seconds, suggestive for like 2 seconds, mentions of food, regular mall stuff, jason’s a bit of a lover boy (and a foodie) (and a wonder woman fanboy)

a/n — hey! so this is technically my first fluffy fic. short n cute trip to the mall with jay. it’s kinda short but i was excited to share this :) i hope it’s cute and i hope you enjoy, tysm for reading <3

so you dragged jason todd to the mall with you. he’s all grumpy and huffin’ n’ puffin’ but he knows he’d rather be with you than anywhere else without you. he’d go to hell and back for you actually, with or without. jason enjoys keeping you safe, even if there’s no immediate threat. he finds comfort in being your partner for these trips; he likes to think of himself as your bodyguard, even. you’re attached to his arm and he’s right by your side, towering over you, ensuring there’s no room to mistake you as anything other than his- though he prefers to look at himself as yours.

let’s keep it real, you’re definitely there to blow all your money because there’s nothing nicer than dating someone with a connection to bruce wayne. not to be reckless, but it’s a huge weight off your shoulders at the very least. through this you learn that jason’s also not the type to go crazy over buying new stuff. out of habit he easily survives with the same clothes he’s had since his last growth spurt. hence why you’ve forced him to the men’s section of… whatever store you just wandered in to. poor guy doesn’t get much of a say in what gets thrown at him to hold. it is stuff for him, so it only makes sense for him to hold it.

“oh, you’d make these look real good,” you mutter and he arches his brow at you after catching whatever the hell you just tossed at him. “what was that?” he’d feed into your mischief with a grin when you quickly brush off your statement.

once you’re pleased with what you both have, you’re tugging at his leather jacket and point at the dressing rooms. he simply huffs out a laugh, looking at the amount of shit you have. he can’t be too upset over it, though; watching you get dressed is honestly one of his favorite pastimes. it’s abundantly clear, too. he spends the whole time ogling the way your thighs fill out that satin red dress he helped you choose, sports a boyish smirk at the way you fight with a too-small bra, and you’re prying the man off your skin when he grips your hips and kisses at your neck once you try on the one set of lingerie he didn’t catch you grab earlier. a good hour or two later and he begrudgingly walking you out of the store, though he’s relieved he got away with not trying on all the stuff you threw at him.

and despite the demeanor he’s got due to overwhelming height and muscle, jason can’t help the little green twinkle in his eye when you two stop by a shop dedicated to the justice league. he’s not a big nerd or anything, but… a little browse of wonder woman’s merchandise isn’t hurting anyone. he has half a mind to buy poster of batsie, just to dedicate it to throwing darts and knives right at the stupid pointy eared prick for shits and giggles, but the last thing he wants to do is waste money on him when the mug with his favorite’s logo on it is a much better purchase.

for a split second, jason is the cutest. watching your big scary biker boyfriend sport a wide and toothy grin at the idea of waking up to you and a warm cup of coffee, sun shining through streams of steam and making the golden glow of the logo shine even more; the idea makes him all soft, and even though he’s good at hiding it from others, you can all but see the butterflies in his stomach.

“you’ve gotta eat now,” you singsong by his side, tugging him to a map so you can point out where to go. you’re yanked back in the opposite direction, though, with zero effort when he’s simply stopped moving. you’re arm’s hooked around his, pinching at the leather of his jacket. “what-“

“it’s over there,” he states.

“how do you-“

“because i saw it. i’ve got an eye for food, y’know.” right. because he’s your personal bloodhound, practically sniffing out the baked goods before they’re even mentioned. now it’s his turn to drag you around, like the food court is his designated area; he’s telling you about how he’d prefer to make the food himself, even though it’s ‘not that bad.’ they could’ve made the sauce a little better. and christ, he hates when he can tell the stuff’s overcooked, even by a mere few minutes. jason just knows he’d make it better, and you do too. better yet, it’d benefit everyone to hand the recipes over to alfred.

once you two have called alfred, letting him know you’ve had a successful trip, you make your way back to the entrance. you put on a cheery voice as you speak to the old man, all about jason’s good behavior and lack of harm done to anything in the vicinity. you snicker and your man scoffs at you, rolling his eyes.

on the way, though, a jeweler catches jason’s attention- or more so all the pretty jewels. he tells you to go on, he’ll be right out, still eyeballing the jewelry with a stare intense enough to make the seller uneasy. he’s almost reluctant to admit it, but just the sight of the rings on display reminds him of you. it’s got his heart pumping again, face a little tingly, same twinkle in his eyes that you’ve only ever seen a few times. he needs the best band; not the one with the biggest diamond or the shiniest metal- but one that’d speak to you. both of you.

“jason!”

“yeah- coming!”

he needs more time, anyway. more time and real jewelry to choose from, he notes. jason todd feels like he’s waited his whole life for you, and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t get to properly devote himself to you with the best ring he could possibly find. most of all- he’ll be damned if he doesn’t get to be all you’ll ever need, just as you’re all he needs.

#jt <3 #jason todd x reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x you #jason todd drabble #jason todd imagine #jason todd #red hood x reader #red hood #red hood x fem!reader #red hood imagine

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hard--headed--woman · 2 months

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to continue the "TRAs' brain exploding at the sight of gnc women" series, today i went to a small shop with two of my friends because they both wanted bubble tea, and of course the woman who works there calls me "madame" when she asks me if i want something too. she was around 40 or 50yo i think. i say no, thank you, and then go out of the shop with my friends. we stay outside, in front of the shop, while they drink, and suddenly we see the other (this time young, 25 maybe) woman who works here and apparently just finished her day of work going out and walking towards us. she looks at me and says with an apologetic smile "hi, i just wanted to tell you i am sorry that my boss misgendered you. i wanted to say something but you know she's my boss so i didn't dare. sorry about that". i just look at her like ????? for a second before replying "she didn't misgender me...". my friends told her she was nice for saying that but i was just 😑. why did you think i was trans ???? because i have short hair and wear a shirt from the men's sections ???

#radblr #radical feminism #radfem safe #radfem #gender critical #radical feminists please touch #radical feminist safe #trans #transgender #gnc women #gnc woman

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sixx-sixx-sixx · 17 days

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TEASER: Cooper “The Ghoul” Howard x female!OC - The Trader’s Daughter

I just wanted to hop on here and share a little bit of what I’ve been working on to contribute to the Cooper Howard fangirls 😭😂 Please let me know your thoughts and feedback is always appreciated!!

Synopsis:

Daisy is the daughter of an ex-vault dweller/wasteland forager named Josiah, who escaped the vault when she was only a child. In his time exploring the wasteland for the benefit of the vault, Josiah meets Cooper “The Ghoul” Howard, who becomes a lifelong acquaintance after a few heated run-ins. Cooper pulls some strings and uses his connections to get Josiah a safe place for him and his daughter, where Josiah becomes a trader of chems and anything else you could want from a trading post.

The Ghoul goes out of his way to make sure Josiah and his flower are well taken care of, and Josiah makes sure that Cooper gets the chems he needs to ward off going feral. Throws in some extra when he sees that Coop’s making an effort to get his kid to gain basic survival skills. (There’s totally a “they were roommates” vibe between her dad and Cooper, but I’m not going too in depth on any of that) Daisy’s just thankful to have a fun time when her Coop comes to visit.

As the years go by, Cooper’s visits to the shop become less frequent, stopping completely when our protagonist is 14. Daisy never stops thinking about the man who her dad trusted more than anyone in the wasteland, the ghoul who frequently went out of his way to bring her small trinkets from his travels as a bounty hunter.

Cooper returns to the trading post after over a decade. Except now, the once welcoming community has become more barbaric, with less smiling faces and more fighting and outlaws. By all means, it was your average wasteland town. He’s surprised to walk into Josiah’s trading post and see a breathtaking young woman come out from the back room, the type of woman men would go to war over in ancient times.

Shocked to see her ghoul standing in front of her, seeing him for the first time as a grown woman, with a grown woman brain and a grown woman body. Daisy had spent many years thinking about him, developed a crush in her teenage years that had bloomed in her chest for a decade. She knew that there was nothing there, there couldn’t be, he was her father’s closest acquaintance for years. He’d watched her grow up, essentially. No way she had a chance, but still, it didn’t hurt to yearn for the irradiated cowboy.

- so yeah. That’s like, the gist of what’s going on so far, it’s definitely not fully fleshed out, but I wanted to post some kind of teaser/synopsis of what I’ve got written messily in my notes app 😅 I want this to be multi part, not sure how many parts yet, but I definitely have at least 4 sections of blurbs in my notes that are going to turn into 4 parts. It’ll be slow burn, definitely a little big of dad’s best friend cooper (I’m just a girl, I can’t help it), definitely some daddy issues at some point, and diverges from canon probably a LOT because I’ve got a general idea of the fallout universe but it’s by no means comprehensive. The first part/chapter is probably gonna be her background, why her dad escaped the vault/maybe how he got acquainted with cooper.

- I also haven’t written anything in years, so be gentle with me 😭

#the ghoul x reader #the ghoul x oc #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard fanfiction #cooper howard imagine #cooper howard x oc #cooper howard #the ghoul fallout #the ghoul #the ghoul fanfiction #the ghoul imagine #fallout tv series #fallout imagine

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callmemaeverick · 1 year

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The Spy Next Door [Peter Sutherland x Reader]

Summary: Title technically says it all.

Part II

The apartment across from yours had been empty for a long time before he moved in and you had liked it that way. It gave you a sense of security, especially since they were situated at the end of the hall. But then, one day, you got back from a grocery run to find the door to 5J ajar. There were sounds coming from within, male voices, and just like that, a sliver of dread crept up your spine.

It was not always in your nature to be suspicious, but the building was not located in the safest part of the city and you were a single woman, living alone, hours away from your family. Thankfully, in the year you have lived there, you hadn’t encountered any mishaps yet. Still, you could never be too careful.

And now, there would be men living across from you. You cringed internally at the thought of having to acknowledge someone’s presence, so say empty hellos and insincere how are yous. You dreaded the thought of football matches and parties that lasts into the night.

But there was nothing much you could do but hope that you’ll get along. As silent as you could, you went up to your door. You didn't want to meet them. At least not yet.

But it seems like fate had it out for you that day because just as you were about to turn the key, you heard the greeting.

"Hey, you must be the neighbor!"

You winced, but turned around none the less. "Hello,"

The man in front of you was about your height, skinny and from the looks of him, very chatty. His smile was wide and mischievous as he approached you. "I'm Cisco, the best friend."

You blinked at the introduction, weirded out by the way he phrased it. Your confusion must have shown on your face, because the man chuckled. "I'm just helping him move. Not that he has a lot to begin with. My man keeps it simple."

Definitely chatty, you thought.

"Cisco, come on! Stop harassing her." A voice came from inside the apartment and you had to look up, up and up until you met a pair of kind hazel eyes. This man, the man who would was going to live across from you was wholy different from his best friend. Other than being very tall, he is also broad-shouldered, hinting to time in the gym.

And to make matters worse, he isn't unattractive.

"I'm sorry about him. He's just excited I'm not crashing on his couch anymore." He joked lightly and reached across his friend. "I'm Peter."

You took it, introducing yourself at the same time.

"So, we're gonna go for some coffee," Cisco told you. "and you're welcomed to join."

And there it was. You knew he meant well but because of his more extroverted nature, he didn't see that you were getting slightly overwhelmed. But Peter did because he quickly slung an arm over Cisco's shoulders and pulled him away from you.

"How about we don't scare my neighbor on my first day, huh? I'm pretty sure she has better things to do than hang out with your ass." He looked back at you over his friends' shoulder, his eyes apologetic.

You nodded gratefully in reply . "Maybe next time?" You said, just for the sake of it. "I-I just got home."

And that was that.

You said goodbye as they strolled down the hall and out of sight and locked your door. You trained your focus to sorting out your groceries, not on your new handsome neighbor.

A few hours later, a knock came at your door, and your heart jumped in your chest. When you saw Peter through the peephole, you had to remind yourself that you were not alone in that section of the building anymore.

"Hey," Peter greeted when you opened the door and if he noticed you didn't take off your chain, he did not react to it. "I-uhh, I just want to apologize for Cisco. He’s harmless but can be a bit… forward."

A small smile graced your lips at his gesture. It was sweet of him. "No, that's okay. Thank you though, for noticing."

Peter shrugged, no big deal, and then revealed something from behind his back. "Well, I uhh- I got you these from the shop around the corner? Charles'?" He looked back at the name on the small doggie bag. "Chels'. They're chocolate crossaints."

Almost instantly, your mouth watered. If theres two things you love to eat, it’s chocolate and croissants. The surprise and hesitation must have shown on your face because Peter added. "As a peace offering. Come on. Please?"

A part of you warned you to take caution, but another part of you, the part that had appreciated his attentiveness and his thoughtfulness had started to trust him. So slowly, you undid your chain and opened the door wider. You took the bag from him and peered inside. The pastry smelled divine. "This is very nice of you. Now I feel bad that I didn't have anything in return." You told him.

"Nah, that's alright." He waved you off. "Maybe next time."

TBC

Ps: I have a few more of this already written. Planning to make this a 4/5 parter. Let me know if yall want to read em.

#peter sutherland #peter sutherland x reader #gabriel basso #the night agent #the night agent netflix #netflix the night agent #mav's posts

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keegansgf · 1 year

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Omg I NEED a headcannon of Y/N shopping and Keegan accompanying 🤭 like his reaction to her trying on clothes, window shopping, enjoying herself at the mall, aaah so cute 🤭😭 things he can’t help but find cute, his thoughts seeing her be herself 🥺❤️

you silly geese of anons are just like me and you don't even know it

pairing: Keegan P. Russ x reader

tags: fluff, shopping hcs, girly y/n being y/n

A/N: I was shoe shopping when this came in, so perfect timing! I'm SOOOOO pissed that Versace has the cutest pink platform heels that I can't afford. Steve Madden dupe is gonna do it for me though <3

He didn't have anything to do and he doesn't like sitting around for long periods of time.

Bad things can happen in a large place. You being alone at a large mall doesn't help his anxiety.

You look cute shopping all dressed up and everything, despite how underdressed he is.

He looks so… out of place. You dragged him into a makeup store and all he can really do is hold your hand and look at the things you liked but didn't get. He'll remember those items for a gift idea in the future. Just so you don't make him feel too bored, you ask him if a shade of lipgloss looks cute on you or which blush fits your skin better. He knows nothing about makeup, so he thinks almost anything compliments your face. He's happy to see you excited over a product restock that you wanted though. If he had to have a favorite makeup product on you, it's probably mascara. You have the prettiest eyes. Mascara just brings attention to them.

Walking from store to store is literally like watching a sweet girl walking a big, vicious dog. No one bothers either of you, hes just wayyy too intimidating. A strong six foot tall man with the most cold, dead eyes following you around is your key to walking places just fine though! But he's always close walking with you regardless.

He's normally in the dressing room with you, just not in a sexual way. The only time he waits outside is if the dressing room has a curtain for a door; they make him annoyed with the lack of security.

He's usually on his phone waiting for you to get changed, only looking at you early if you need help with a zipper or something (You never ask him for help with those, unless if there's a hidden zipper he didn't notice. He mentally goes over what items you picked up so he knows what you'll need help with.)

Keegan get's so fuzzy whenever you fall in love with a piece of clothing. Your little smiles and resistance to take off the item is so sweet. It's even cuter seeing you wear it the next day.

If there's a nice mens section in a store, you always look for something Keegan would look good in. Normally they're just shirts that fit him nicely because that's what he's comfortable in, but being on your mind is enough for him.

Shoe shopping is probably where you get the most stares, mostly because you're a cute couple. A military man helping a gorgeous woman into the girliest pair of heels is certainly a sight. Keegan seeing you looking down at your feet while testing out a nice pair of shoes and genuinley enjoying yourself triggers the biggest need to hug you. How did he get with someone this beautiful with the most adorable mannerisms.

If you don't feel like going inside of a shop but walked past it with interest, he's going back in his free time to see what you might like. Your favorite dresses come out of his trips alone.

The heavy bags go to him. There's no arguing with him about it, he knows which bags are heavier.

#keegan p russ #keegan p russ x reader #keegan x reader #keegan p. russ x reader #cod ghosts #cod ghosts x reader #call of duty ghosts #call of duty #fluff

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waywardducks · 8 months

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I just can't stop thinking about the idea of y/n and Jason having a meet-cute in a bookstore! It's so cozy and sweet. I’ve had this idea in my head for days now.

CW: Fluff, a bit OOC, mentions of fighting and of Jason’s death, Gn reader

⋆ ✩₊˚ ʚ♡ɞ ˚₊✩⋆

Jason was fighting with Bruce, which meant Jason would not be going to the manor for the next few weeks. At least not until one of the men decided to give in and apologize. Which would be a while this time. Usually, when it is Jason’s fault his brothers will talk him into apologizing and help him recognize where he was wrong. But this time Bruce is wrong. Meaning no one, not even Alfred will be able to get this man to pull his head out of his ass. Maybe they could if Jason fought hard enough, and threw enough hard-hitting insults to breach the stony exterior that is Batman. But Jason doesn’t feel like breaking his own heart right now, so he’s opting for the long run, waiting (im)patiently as far from Batman as possible. Bruce will come back and apologize eventually when the silence and lack of his second son start feeling too close to when Jason was dead. When memories start to surface grief begins to overwhelm the man.

For now, though, Jason is content to sit in his apartment and read. The only real downside is that the book he had been reading was currently still in the manor’s library. Technically Jason could just ask one of his siblings to retrieve it for him, but he’s still hurt from his fight with his father and doesn’t feel like doing something vulnerable, like asking for help.

So he heads to the bookstore. He’s been to this particular bookstore a million times. It’s cozy, nestled on the edge of Blüdhaven, close to the border. Sometimes Jason would head to Dick’s apartment afterwards, since he was in his brother’s neighborhood. The shop has a little cafe area, indoor and outdoor seating, a covered patio with a couch that Jason enjoyed sitting on when it was raining.

A bell chimes his arrival as he entered the small shop.

“Welcome in!” An older woman greets from behind the counter.

Jason gives the woman a smile before making his way to the Shakespeare section. He began browsing the titles, trying to find the exact one he was looking for.

The bell chimes and again, but Jason paid it no real mind, only acknowledging that a third person was now in the store.

“Oh! Y/n. How lovely to see you again.” The woman at the front exclaims.

“Hey Mrs Goodmen! How’ve you been?” The newcomer asked.

“Just perfect, thank you for asking dear. What brings you in today?”

“I need a new copy of a book I love. I let my friend borrow it a year ago and I don't think I'm getting it back.”

“Well, you go find it, let me know if you need any help, okay?”

“Of course, thank you!”

There was silence again as the person began browsing aisles. Jason smiled as he found the book he was looking for. He pulled it off the shelf and began flipping through the pages.

“Oh, how funny.” A voice startles Jason out of his skimming and he looks up. It was the person that had been talking the lady.

“What's funny?” Jason asked, closing his book.

“That's the book I was looking for.” They say, pointing at paperback in Jason’s hands.

Jason smiles. “Oh, that is funny.”

“Great minds think alike.” The person jokes. “I'm Y/n, by the way.”

“Jason. Nice to meet you.”

“You too!”

Jason watches as Y/n grabs a copy of the same book off the shelf.

“I've read this like 8 times now. I'm planning on actually annotating it this time. It's just so good. Oh! I should check to see if they have that new book I wanted to read.” Y/n mumbles.

Jason thinks it's cute how distracted they got all of a sudden. They themselves were cute. The oversized sweater they’re wearing, the concentrated look on their face as they search for the book they need, even the way their hair looks like they just rolled out of bed.

Jason pulls a small notebook out of his pocket and writes his name and number on it quickly. He doesn’t normally do this sort of thing, maybe it was because this person had similar taste in reading. Jason isn't sure, but he did know that this person is cute and he wants to get to know them.

“Are you a Shakespeare fan?” Y/n asks all of a sudden.

Jason chuckles. “I suppose you can say that. Though I suppose I'm more of a classical literature fan.”

Y/n smiles a bit wider at that. “Me too! I especially love Greek mythology and Gothic romance. Oh! They do have it! Perfect, I've been so excited for this one!” Y/n plucks a book off the shelf and does a triumphant little twirl.

Jason takes note of the book in her hand. “Biography of Mary Casset?”

Y/n shows Jason the books. “Yep! She was an impressionist painter whose main focus was on the relationships between mother and child. She also used traditional Chinese printing methods. She was a hardcore feminist and never stopped even after facing backlash for being a female artist in a male-dominated industry. I adore her.”

Jason can't help but stare at Y/n as they gushed over the artist. The way they ramble and are so passionate about it has his heart beating a lot faster all of a sudden.

“She sounds pretty fucking cool. I might need to grab me a copy of that as well.” He says. “Oh yeah, said you wanted to annotate this book,” he lifts the book that brought them both here in the first place. “We should get together sometime, compare notes maybe?”

Y/n blushes. “Yeah. That sounds like a lot of fun.” They smile brightly.

“Awesome! Here, take this.” Jason hands them the paper with his number on it. “Text me, we’ll make it a date?”

Y/n’s blush darkens. “Of course! I, uh, maybe a cafe or something? I’ll, umm, I'll have to check and see when I'm free.” They stammer as they carefully place the paper in their bag.

“Perfect. I'll be waiting to hear from you then.” Jason winks before turning and walking to the counter. He checks out and makes his way back to his apartment.

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A Flash of Mom's Flesh cont

CHAPTER FOUR

Sarah felt the urge to expose herself again. She was in the supermarket with Jimmy pushing the basket behind her. They were in the produce section, but Sarah wasn't looking at the fruits and vegetables. She touched an apple here, an orange there, but her mind wasn't on shopping. She wanted to lift her dress to her waist, show her shapely legs and ass. She began to blush softly, feeling her cunt respond to her wicked thoughts.

She glanced shyly over her shoulder at her son. Jimmy was about five feet from her, and obviously gazing at her ass. She had on a tight skirt, one that framed and held her compact ass nicely. She glanced down to see if he had a hard-on, but the basket concealed his lower body.

She looked around the produce department, and saw only an employee spraying some leafy vegetables at the far end, his back to them. Her eyes began to gleam, and a shy smile spread over her face.

She faced a potato bin, leaning over so the bottom of her dress lifted a few inches above her knees. She glanced at her son, who was watching her. With a quick movement, she jerked her dress to her waist, her tight panties exposed. She heard Jimmy gasp softly, and quickly pulled her panties into the split of her rounded ass, showing the creamy swells. She held her body over the potato bin for a long, breathless moment, her ass revealed, then stood up, smoothing her dress down, but leaving her panties tucked into the crack of her ass. Just as she got her dress down, a woman pushed her cart around the shelf and started toward the potatoes.

Jimmy laughed softly. "You almost got caught, Mom."

Giving the woman a quick look, her face flushed with shyness, Sarah quickly stuffed a few potatoes into a plastic bag, and moved out of the produce department and to the canned goods. She wanted to lift her dress again before they started for the check-out counters, but her nerve failed her. As she watched the items going through the computerized stand, she felt her son brush past her back, pause to push the cart to their car.

"Does that turn you on, Mom?" he asked as he placed the purchases into the trunk of the car.

"I think so," she said softly. "I get the urge to do that sometimes, and I have to do it. Yes, I guess I get turned on by it."

"Do it again," he suggested.

"Here? But, Jimmy... look at all the people."

"Aw, come on, Mom," he said, grinning, "Just raise your dress when you get in the car, all the way up."

Sarah gave her son a close look. "Would that excite you Jimmy?"

He nodded. "It would make my cock hard, Mom."

"It really would?" she asked. "You wouldn't be ashamed of me?"

"I'd be hot, not ashamed, Mom."

Sarah looked around, seeing men and women a few feet away teenagers getting in or out of cars, going to the supermarket, to the bank where she had first given in to the impulse to expose herself. Her son, she saw, had an expectant look on his face. A shiver of delight flowed through her, and although she began to blush, she opened the car door wide, and just before climbing in, yanked her skirt to her waist, then sat in the car and slammed the door fast. Jimmy, laughing in pleasure, moved around and climbed into the passenger side. Sarah sat behind the wheel, gripping it tightly, her skirt bunched about her waist, blushing furiously, but her eyes glittered with exhibitionistic pleasure, too.

"My mom, the flasher," Jimmy giggled, scooting close to her and running his hand up and down her smooth thigh.

"Well, did you like it?" she asked.

He nodded, taking her hand off the wheel and placing it on his lap, where she felt his cock swelling into hardness.

"I hope you were the only one looking," she said, squeezing his cock then starting the car.

"Liar," he giggled, sliding his palm between her legs and feeling her pantied cunt. "You wanted everyone to see you, Mom."

"Well... maybe," she laughed with him.

After unloading the car and putting the groceries in the kitchen Sarah was trembling, her panties drenched with juices. She watched her son, her eyes burning on the bulge of his cock inside his pants, and stripped her dress off swiftly. Jimmy stepped from his own clothing.

"You can't tell me that didn't make your cunt hot, Mom!" He laughed as she peeled her bikini panties off. "You're ready for my cock kinda fast."

Although she blushed, Sarah agreed with her son. "It made me very hot, baby. See..."

She spread her legs and peeled her pussy open.

"Pretty," Jimmy murmured, dropping to his knees and burying his face into his mother's cunt, kissing and licking.

"Ohhhh, baby!" she moaned, grinding at his face. "Let me, too. I want your cock in my mouth while you suck my cunt, Jimmy."

Pulling her pussy out of his face, she dropped to her knees, grabbing his throbbing hard-on and pumping it a few times, kissing at his mouth with hungry passion. Pulling him, she went to her back in the kitchen floor, moving around so he faced her feet.

Jimmy found himself on top of his naked mother, his face above her cunt, her legs flung wide. She ran her hands up her son's thighs to his naked ass, the cheeks, the head of dripping cock rubbing over her face. She gazed up with glazed eyes, seeing his balls, his cock, the crinkle of his young asshole. Her finger slipped into the crack of his ass, her mouth opening as his cock searched for it.

She gasped as his cock pushed down into her mouth, and she lifted her cunt to his face. She felt her son's hand holding her ass, his lips sucking as his tongue, plunged deeply into her pussy. She lifted her head, sucking up and down his cock, his balls brushing her nose and eyes.

Jimmy began to push and pull his cock, sliding it in and out of his mother's tight, wet mouth. Sarah whipped her crotch into his face, drawing her long legs up and back, arching high. His cock burned her lips, making them tingle, her tongue sliding along the shaft. She fingered the pucker of his asshole. She moaned about his hard prick, her eyes glassy, yet able to watch his asshole clench, crinkle, pucker. The feel of his hot balls bouncing up and down on her nose added to her excitement. She hunched her ass up and down, too, fucking at her son's sucking mouth and licking tongue. She squealed in muffled ecstasy when he squeezed the cheeks of her ass, pulling her cunt very tight into his mouth. His clasping lips sent tremors of rapture from her head to her toe.

Jimmy's cock felt harder, longer than before, filling her mouth almost to capacity. Jimmy was breathing hotly as he sucked and licked at his mother's juicy cunt, his breath fanning the tight crinkle of her asshole. Sarah whimpered softly and twisted her ass until she felt one of his fingers touch the tight pucker of her hole. With a throaty gasp, she began to rub at his asshole, and Jimmy responded by fucking into her mouth with more vigor, panting into her cunt as he licked and sucked with hunger. When and how it happened, Sarah could not say. She felt her son's finger moving into her asshole, and her clit seemed to blow apart as his lips sucked.

The orgasm surprised her with its swiftness. His finger was halfway inside her asshole, but she felt no pain. What she felt was a delicious sensation of fullness, of stretching. No one, not even herself, had pushed anything into her asshole until now. As she came against Jimmy's mouth, she pressed up as hard as she could into his face, and his finger slipped completely into her asshole. She felt it moving in and out, finger-fucking as if it was her cunt. She couldn't believe how good his finger felt inside her asshole. Her orgasm was more intense than ever, almost so hard and exquisite, it was unbearable.

Feverish and coming so beautifully, Sarah didn't think, but thrust one of her fingers into her son's asshole quickly. Jimmy gasped into her convulsing cunt, and rammed his cock down deeply into her mouth. Sarah almost choked as the swollen head of her son's cock slipped past her throat, his balls smashed on her nose. She began to slide her finger in and out of his asshole. Jimmy's cock jerked about inside her mouth, and then she felt him stabbing his finger in and out of her asshole, fucking it the way she was his. She sucked very hard on his cock, her son's tongue ramming in and out of her spasming cunt as he finger-fucked her asshole.

When Jimmy came, it was a wild, hot flood of come-juice. Spurt after hot, thick spurt ran into her throat. She gobbled with mindless greed, swallowing wetly, straining her cunt into his face, the friction of his plunging finger on the ring of her asshole making her come and come in a series of orgasms she didn't know she was capable of. Her mouth filled with her son's scalding juices, but now she could swallow it all, never, losing a precious drop.

As his cock softened in her mouth, she relaxed, letting her legs down but flung wide apart. She slowly pulled her finger out of his asshole, her arms spreading outward from her trembling body.

Although saying nothing, but giggling in a naughty, little-girl way, Sarah suddenly swung her legs over her son's face, turned toward his feet. She sat down, her son's face between the spreading cheeks of her ass.

"Kiss me right there, Jimmy," she breathed in wanton passion.

Jimmy couldn't answer her. His mouth was smashed against her asshole.

He caught her thighs with his hand, and began to kiss about her asshole, making Sarah squirm and twist, squealing in pleasure. Her cunt pushed at his chin, and when she felt his lips part, and his tongue probe her asshole, she gasped loudly. Her right hand shot down to his cock, pulling and stretching it. She bounced her ass into his face, his tongue lapping at the crinkle.

"Ahhh, Jimmy, baby!" she cried out, feeling his cock harden in her fist. "Ooooh, kiss my ass, Jimmy! Kiss my hot ass! Touch my asshole with your tongue... oh, yes, Jimmy! Lick my asshole!"

Jimmy's tongue lapped feverishly at his mother's asshole, his cock turning hard in her fist. He shoved the tip of his tongue against the crinkle, and Sarah pressed hard into his face. His tongue slipped up her asshole, making her cry out. She tried to hold her ass up so he could breathe, but her excitement made her sit down hard and tight.

"Ahhhhh, your tongue is up my asshole, Jimmy!" she whispered. "I can feel your tongue in my hot asshole!"

Jimmy clung to her thighs, working his tongue in and out of his mother's clasping asshole furiously, his cock straining in her jacking fist. Sarah leaned over and lapped the smooth head of his cock, taking it into her face.

With a cry, Sarah jerked her mouth off his cock, then her ass out of his face.

"In the ass!" she moaned, sliding down his body, the heat of her cunt and ass on his flesh. "I want to feel your cock up my ass, fucking my asshole!"

Jimmy lifted his head and watched his mother squatting over his cock, her back to him. Sarah held his cock at the base, rubbing the smooth head about her crinkled asshole, holding her breath. The touch of her son's cock there sent exquisite shivers through her. She placed the swollen head of his cock against the tight ring of her asshole, and slowly pushed down. She gritted her teeth as she felt the pressure against the tightness of her asshole, and increased her downward pushing. She closed her eyes and sat down, the head of her son's cock sliding up her asshole. She gasped at how her asshole stretched, feeling his cock pulsate so hard halfway inside her.

"Ohhh, Jimmy!"

She lunged down.

A scream ripped from her as his cock filled her ass completely, her cunt smashing onto his balls. She froze as she sat on his cock, almost afraid to move. She felt no pain, but a delicious feeling. The ring of her asshole flexed and squeezed the base of his cock, making Jimmy moan in delight. He placed his hands on her spreading hips.

"Fuck me, Mom!"

"Ahhhh, baby!"

Sarah lifted her ass, and Jimmy watched his cock pull outward, seeing the ring of her asshole closed tightly about it. She lifted until the smooth head almost came out, and then rammed down onto his cock quickly. Squeals of surprised ecstasy boiled from her tight throat, and she began to bounce frantically at his cock, fucking him with her asshole. Her cunt dripped hot juices until his balls were smeared, drenched by them. Her asshole burned and spread and his cock filled her so good Sarah couldn't believe the sensations it gave her.

"Oh my God! I'm getting fucked up the ass," she whimpered. "I don't believe I'm doing this!"

"You're doing it Mom!" Jimmy groaned. "I can see my cock go right up your asshole! You're getting fucked in the ass, all right!"

Swinging her ass about, Sarah kept up a relentless up-and-down motion on his cock, fucking him in a sluttish way she didn't know was in her. The depths of his cock made her mind spin with erotic ecstasy.

"I'm getting ready to come!" she screamed out. "I can't believe this! Cock in my hot asshole... and it's going to make me come! Ohhhhhhh, Jimmy, this is wonderful, so wonderful!"

Leaning forward, Sarah braced herself with her hands near Jimmy's knees, and humped up and down, fucking on his cock in a frenzy. Jimmy stared at the way his mother's asshole flew up and down his cock. The hot tightness, the squeezing her asshole was making, caused him to grit his teeth and arch his hips upward.

Sarah cried out, the ecstasy of her son's cock inside her asshole making her shake, her ass gyrating lewdly. Her tight tits were bobbing, her nipples straining. She looked between her knees, but only saw the silky hairs of her cunt smashing at his balls. Her pussy was vibrating as if it had a cock inside it, too, and her asshole was burning with such sweet fire, her cunt felt as if it was going to burst.

"Jimmy, I'm about to come!"

"Me, too, Mom!" he groaned.

Sarah's ass seemed to move with a blur up and down, smacking in a fleshy sound each time she lunged onto his cock.

She lifted her head, a scream coming from her as her cunt exploded, making her asshole grip and squeeze Jimmy's cock.

"Mom, take it!" he yelled, spurting hot juices into her asshole.

Sarah screamed again, the spurts of her son's come-juice searing the sensitive, delicate walls of her asshole.

"Hey, anybody home!"

With a yelp, Sarah yanked her asshole off her son's still-gushing cock. Without saying anything, leaving her dress and panties on the floor near her naked son, she ran for the only place she could hide... out the back door.

"Hey, Jimmy..."

Keith stopped short.

Jimmy rolled onto his stomach quickly, sending a final gush of come-juice onto the kitchen floor, looking up at his cousin.

"Shit!" he said. "Don't you know how to knock, Keith?"

Keith grinned. "Hey, guy, what are you doing naked on the kitchen floor, jacking off?" Then he saw Sarah's discarded dress and panties.

"Oh, I get it," he pinned. "Getting some more of your mother's pussy, huh? Where did she go?"

"Get the fuck out of here!" Jimmy said.

"Hey, that's no way to talk." Keith grinned, sitting in a chair at the table. "Where did Aunt Sarah go?"

"Fuck you," Jimmy said.

Crouching naked outside the back door, Sarah heard them.

At first she was angry at her son for telling her nephew they were fucking, which was obvious from the way Keith was talking. She looked around the back yard, hoping no one could see her naked body, crouched with embarrassment near the door. There was no place she could hide, either, except go back into the house, and her nephew seemed to be making himself at home in the kitchen. She wished her son would at least get off the floor and take Keith into the living room so she could sneak back into the house and someway get to her bedroom, or her dress on, or something.

She had a hand cupped between her thighs and the other arm over her tits.

Her asshole still tingled as if Jimmy's cock was still inside it, and her inner ass cheeks were slippery with come-juice. It was fun to expose herself at the bank, then the supermarket, but something else entirely to be in her backyard naked, with the sun still shining brightly.

She could hear her nephew talking.

"I sure would like some of Aunt Sarah's pretty ass too, Jimmy," she heard her nephew say. "I've been seeing her cute ass for a long time, and other than my mother's ass it's the best one around. Tell me, Jimmy, is your mother a good piece of ass?"

"Keith," Jimmy said, "fuck you."

"Aw, come on Jimmy," Keith said. "We're buddies I don't blame you for getting some pussy, even if it is your mother's. But I want some of the action. What do you think people would say if they knew you were feeding your mom some hard cock, huh?"

"If you say anything Keith," Jimmy threatened. "I'll kick your ass."

Keith laughed. "You might just do that in a few more years. But I don't think you can do it right now."

"I can try," Jimmy answered.

"Hey, remember when Aunt Sarah pulled her dress up at the bank? Did she know we saw it, her cunt?"

"You know she did," Jimmy answered.

"Didn't she say anything about giving me some pussy, too?"

"No, she didn't."

Sarah began to shake. She didn't want to feel what was in her body, but she was getting excited again as she crouched and listened to her son and nephew. She tried to imagine what it would be like to fuck her nephew, with her son. She blushed. For a woman that didn't have much use for fucking a few weeks earlier, she was becoming very wanton, she thought. She peeked into the kitchen, out of sight. Her son was sitting on the floor, her dress pulled into his lap, and Keith was in a chair at the table. She glanced at her nephew's pants, but didn't see what she expected to see -- a hard-on.

She heard a door slam.

Frantically she looked over her shoulder across the low fence that separated her backyard from the other house. The woman that lived there was a gossip, and with a yelp, and not thinking about anything but getting out of the woman's view, Sarah jerked the kitchen door open and jumped into the room.

"Ah, there you are Aunt Sarah!" Keith grinned.

Sarah crouched shyly, trying to conceal her body with her hands and arms, doing a miserable job of it. She looked at her nephew with bright, embarrassed eyes.

Keith looked over Sarah's naked body, eyes bold and hot. No matter how she tried to cover herself, one tit was exposed and the soft hair of her cunt spread out around her cupping hand. Jimmy wasn't saying anything, but looking from his mother, to his cousin. He wasn't making any attempt to hide his body. Looking about frantically, Sarah saw her dress in her son's lap, and made a scramble for it. But Keith jerked it away from Jimmy before she could get her hands on it. For a moment, her tits were fully revealed, stiff and upright.

"Nice tits, Aunt Sarah," Keith observed a wide grin on his face.

Sarah covered them with her arm, knowing she should say something, even if in protest, but nothing would come from her throat. Her cunt was on fire, dripping juicily, and she felt as if she was about to come. Her body fully exhibited to her nephew, while her son looked on, was more exciting than lifting her dress at the bank or in the supermarket. Sarah felt as if she would come if she stood there much longer.

Fighting off her bashfulness, Sarah stood up, letting her arms hang at her sides. She tried, but failed, to look her nephew in the face, and turned her head away. She was so embarrassed, she could die, but her cunt was vibrating as if she was about to have a fantastic orgasm. She began to tremble, causing her tits to shiver in tightness. From the corner of her eye, she noticed her son's cock standing up in hardness from his lap, and then saw the bulge of her nephew's cock in his pants.

"All right," she whispered.

"All right?" Keith asked. "What does that mean, Aunt Sarah?"

"It means..." She couldn't tell him.

Jimmy had been watching her, and understood. He climbed to his feet, his cock pushing out with jerking hardness. Moving to his mother as his cousin watched, he stood at her side, taking her hand and placing it around his cock, then wrapped his arm about her waist, his hand moving up to cup one firm tit. "I think she means you can fuck her, Keith."

"Is that what you mean, Aunt Sarah?" Keith asked.

Sarah jerked her head up and down, still not looking at him, her face burning with shyness. She felt her son's cock throb in her fist, and she squeezed it, then began to pump.

"Ahhhh, that's nice," her nephew whispered, then she heard the sound of his zipper. She wanted to look but felt too embarrassed. "Play with this one, too, Aunt Sarah."

She had not heard him move, but she felt her wrist in Keith's hand, then her fingers touched his cock. Without hesitation now, she gripped her nephew's cock and her son's cock, standing between them. A soft whimper came from her, and she began to jack them both, her cunt oozing sweet juices down the insides of her thighs.

"Pretty ass," her nephew said as his hand stroked the checks of her naked ass, squeezing them gently. "I was just telling Jimmy what a pretty ass you have, Aunt Sarah."

Jimmy placed his hand around his mother's on his cock to stop her pumping. He looked at her other hand still moving back and forth on his cousin's cock. Sarah gripped Jimmy's cock, wanting to pump it, but he refused to let her. She looked at him, her eyes pleading. Her other hand moved faster on Keith's prick, pushing her ass back at her nephew's squeezing hand.

"Jimmy... please!" she whimpered, flexing her fingers about her son's cock, making the head bulge.

"I just wanted to make sure, Mom," he said. "I wanted to make sure you wanted Keith here."

"I do," she said, her voice so low the words were hardly audible.

Keith was now fondling her tits with his other hand, lifting one to stuff her nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard. Sarah gasped with pleasure as he pulled her nipple deep, his hand sliding down her shaking stomach to the hair of her cunt. Now he was fondling her ass and sucking her tit, and his fingers moved through the silky hair of her pussy and between her thighs, pressing at the swollen lips and tight cunt. She spread her feet on the floor, her knees bending slightly as she began to sob with desire. She was once more jacking on her son's cock, and the feel of two very thick hard cocks in her hands was doing things to her emotions she would never have suspected in years. She wanted them both, plunging into her body, anywhere her son and nephew wanted to fuck her.

"I've got to have some," her nephew groaned. "Aunt Sarah, my cock is really hard for your ass."

Sarah wanted to cry with anticipation. Without giving it a thought, she moved forward pulling them along by the hard grip she had on each cock. She brought them to the kitchen table and only then did she turn them loose. She leaned over the kitchen table, smashing her tits against the top, her hands gripping the edge.

"Fuck me," she moaned in a soft but urgent voice. "Please, fuck me!"

"Who, Mom?"

"One of you... both of you!" she whimpered, her ass twisting wantonly.

The very thought of her son and nephew fucking her, taking turns ramming their cocks up her boiling cunt, sent a small, but exquisite orgasm rippling through her pussy. She mewled softly as the hairy lips of her cunt twitched in spasms, her clit pulsating. Neither one had touched her as she lay across the table, and she was coming, anticipating those two cocks taking turns with her cunt.

"I will, Aunt Sarah," she heard her nephew's husky voice.

Jimmy stepped to one side, watching as his cousin pushed his swollen cock to his mother's pooching cunt. His own prick was jerking up and down, dripping wetness.

Sarah held her breath when she felt her nephew rubbing the head of his cock up and down the slit of her cunt. She spread her feet on the floor, resisting the urge to shove her hands to her ass and open her cunt lewdly for him. She gripped the edge of the table when she felt the smooth head of Keith's cock pushing into her pussy. She held her breath, and when the swollen head penetrated her cunt, she let it out in a soft, low whooshing sound.

"Oh, my God!" she cried out as Keith's cock rammed all the way into her cunt. "Ahhh, God, Keith!"

Gripping Sarah's rounded hips, Keith lunged back and forth, making fleshy slaps against her naked ass. Sarah gasped loudly, gripping the edge of the table as her body jiggled on top of it from the pounding of her nephew's cock. The firm flesh of her pretty ass rippled from the rapid smacks of his cock darting up her cunt, and the lips of her pussy clung to the shaft of throbbing hardness tightly.

"Do you like it, Mom?" her son asked.

"God, yes!" she cried out, arching her ass to take her nephew's cock deeper. "Ohhh, yes, yes! I love it!"

With her passion taking control, Sarah shook her ass in a wanton manner, urging her nephew to thrust harder. "Faster, Keith! Ohhh, God, ram it in harder!"

Clinging to the edge of the table, Sarah lifted her head, her face showing the exquisite rapture she felt. Her tits rubbed against the top of the table, her nipples stiff but crushed inward, burning, feeling so good. Her clit ached with hardness, but the sensation was beautiful. She had the feeling she was about to come, yet it was taking its time. It was a fantastic feeling, but tormentingly so. She wanted to come, but she wanted that amazing feeling to linger as long as possible. She strained her ass back, crying out in ecstasy when her nephew rammed his cock very hard and deep into her cunt, his balls smacking at the bulge of her clit.

Jimmy, his eyes watching as his mother's asscheeks rippled from the pounding of his cousin's cock, moved around the table to his mother's head. Seeing her son's cock, Sarah let out a delighted squeal and released one hand from the table edge, and grasped her son's cock with it, jacking him in a furious manner.

"Ohhhh, Jimmy, you're so hard!" she sobbed. "So very hard! Nice cock, baby! Ahhhh, Keith, fuck me harder! Ram that cock in my cunt as hard as you can! Fuck me, damn you, fuck me!"

Keith was grunting with his efforts, clutching Sarah's ass at her hips, jerking her back as he plunged up her tightly gripping pussy. He stared at the way her naked ass rippled, then her fist pounding on Jimmy's cock swiftly, back and forth, as if not sure what excited him the most.

"Give it to me, Jimmy?" Sarah hissed, pulling at her son's cock, her glazed eyes watching his juices drip from his piss-hole. "I want your cock, too, Jimmy! I want both of them in me. I want two hard cocks in me at the, same time! I want to suck your cock, Jimmy!"

Jimmy stepped before his mother's face.

"Mmmmm, fucking and sucking," Sarah sobbed in a passion-thick voice. "Fuck my cunt, Keith, because I'm going to suck Jimmy's cock off? Fuck my pussy while Jimmy fucks my mouth!"

Jimmy cupped his mother's face, sliding his cock past her wet, hot lips and across her tongue.

Sarah whimpered as his cock burned her lips, the hot taste once more on her tongue. She turned loose of the table and wrapped her arms about her son's body, clutching the cheeks of his ass. His cock had just been up her asshole, but she didn't care. She wanted to suck it and swallow his sweet, thick come-juice as her nephew spurted his juices up her fiery and intensely hungry cunt. The sliding of her nephew's cock up her cunt and her son's into her mouth sent her into a trembling rapture that was even better than ever. Two cocks, two hard, very hot, delicious cocks fucking her mouth and cunt at the same time caused Sarah to believe she was experiencing the ultimate sexual thrill.

It delighted her the way her son ran his cock back and forth, deeply into her throat, his hot balls swinging against her chin. She clutched the cheeks of his ass tightly, as if afraid he would yank his cock from her mouth. The stabbing at each end of her body created the most fantastic, most beautiful, sensations ever.

Tears of rapture streamed from her eyes, her ass jerking about in a lewd motion to urge her nephew to greater efforts. Her lips clung to her son's hard cock as he fucked into her face. A muffled wail came out of her throat around her son's cock when her cunt exploded with rippling heat. The orgasm sent a sucking tightness about her cunt and around her nephew's cock. She strained her ass back at him as she came, and at the same time sucked as hard as she could on her son's thrusting prick, her fingers digging hard at the crack of Jimmy's jerking ass.

Her whole body was a mass of trembling ecstasy, as if she was coming hard from every pore of her flesh. Juices ran wetly down her inside thighs, all the way to her knees. The squishy sounds of Keith's cock still banging up her cunt mingled with the wet sucking sounds of her mouth on Jimmy's cock.

"Your pussy, Aunt Sarah!" Keith yelped. "Your fucking cunt is going oh... oh, shit, Aunt Sarah!"

Keith plunged his cock deep and hard, his balls smashed into her puffy cunt, throbbing and jerking powerfully. Sarah strained her cunt as hard and tight as she could against the base of her nephew's cock, still coming hotly and wetly. She heard him groan then felt the rapid squirts of his boiling juices spurting into her pussy. The sensation of her nephew coming in her cunt sent her orgasm into stronger, muscle straining contractions, and she sucked mindlessly on her son's stabbing cock.

"Mom, here it comes!" Jimmy yelped.

Sarah squeezed her son's naked ass hard in her hands, her tongue pushing the head of his cock to the roof of her mouth. The eruption of his bubbling, sweet come-juice sprayed the back of her throat, and she began to gulp it down as fast as she could.

With the taste of her son's come-juices spattering into her mouth, her nephew spewing hotly up her cunt, Sarah went through mind-boggling orgasms, one after the other, every muscle in her naked body taut and ready to snap. As her cunt filled, so did her mouth. She became weak, very weak, and her hands slipped off her son's ass, hanging loosely over the edge of the table, her body slumping and trembling.

When her son pulled his cock out other mouth, come-juice dripped from it. Keith was pulling his cock from her cunt, and she felt his juices dripping out of it, down her creamy smooth inner thighs to her feet on the floor.

She was aware the two boys were standing back and looking at her, but she was so weak from ecstasy, she didn't care now. She didn't blush with embarrassment, either. What she was feeling left no room for her to be embarrassed.

"I want more," she moaned.

"Are you sure, Mom?" Jimmy asked.

"Please, give me more!" Sarah cried softly, her ass writhing invitingly. "I want more and more cock! Please, both of you, fuck me again!"

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