Melissa Continues to Resist

Melissa threw her Mother off her breast with all the will she could muster. Her body collapsed to the ground, suddenly she ached even more now that she had stopped receiving the new taboo pleasure her mother had been delivering.

Magda fell away shocked, and desiring more. She lapped at her lips hungrily leering at her daughter's breasts.

"What are we doing? We've got to stop." Melissa declared holding her head in frustration. She wanted nothing more than to dive atop her mother and strip her bare.

Magda moaned heavily as her hand continued to work away inside her pants, each rub toward climax slowing versus the prior as her daughters words and the realization of what she was about to willingly do sunk in.

Stunned in shock Magda quickly did up her jeans and rushed out.

Melissa grabbed her shirt and threw it back on. glancing at the clock she soon realized she wasn't going to get out of dinner. Not since her dad should be in.

Magda rushed into the master bedroom wondering just what had come over her.

Part of her however missed the youthful thrill of what had happened, it awakened desires long forgotten... Or rather fueled desires long repressed, super charging them into a new inferno inside of her.

She hungered for more. She needed MORE.

Magda pulled her shirt over her head, gazing at herself in the mirror she could swear years had been shed off her face. She brushed her fingers across her cheeks gently enjoying the sensation of the touch. Gazing at her breasts, she cupped them for a moment smiling with pleasure at the new sensitivity she felt. Releasing them from the bra containing them she smiled even more proudly as they seemed to sit as pert as a 20 year olds. Years of sag seeming to have vanished, all with a simple taste of her daughter's perfect body. She half wondered what had come over her, what had happened. But she didn't care, this was too fantastic. Too good to resist.

As she heard the shower running in the en suite she smiled to herself. It had been a while. She quickly peeled the jeans from her ass, discarding her panties after them.

Sneaking into the washroom she saw Joe washing away the work days grime from his body, but none of it mattered, she was going to make him dirtier in a whole new light.

She slipped into the water behind him embracing her arms around to grab his cock while she nibbled on his neck, pressing her hard nippled breasts tightly against his back.

"What's bringing this on?" Joe asked of the surprise, Magda already stroking him towards erection while her other hand fondled his balls.

Magda gazed over his shoulder down in front of him, it had been a while. Too long. She yearned for a fuck, any fuck. Her mild corruption delivered by her daughter growing with each stroke of her husbands cock before her. Amplified all the more by her welcoming the changes, and not fighting the corruptions lust and desires coming over her.

"Do we have time for this before Tom comes over?" Joe asked, enjoying whatever it was that had overcome his wife.

Magda didn't have time for words, she knew what she wanted. No, needed. Her body was growing in its hunger for fulfillment and she had one means to fulfill her carnality here. She spun Joe around and forcefully pushed him against the shower wall. Before he could say another thing she had a finger on his lips and made the only coherent response she wanted to that wasn't going to be brought on by pleasure. "Shhh...."

Magda slowly kissed her way down across his body, exploring it in a slow, methodical way she had never really thought to before. She was going to savour this, as much of it as she could. She lovingly kissed her way along his cock as she came to it, slowly up to his cock head which she circled repeatedly with her tongue. As she swallowed his cockhead all she thought about was how wonderful this felt. How wonderful all sex acts felt, could feel.

Joe meanwhile just felt paralyzed against the shower wall by the surprisingly intense pleasure her was feeling. All along her trail of kisses tingled gently, but his cock right now, he had never felt it searing with such pleasure before. As his wife bobbed up and down on his cock he wondered what made his wife into this wonderful skilled slut.

Magda clenched Joe's ass as she bobbed up and down upon his cock. At one point she deep throated to the point where she gagged for a moment, staring up at her husband desperately with a cock parted grin, hungry for him. She fingered herself aggressively, her corruption accelerating as she embraced each new carnal thought whispered into her head, craving them, yearning for them. Increasingly.

As she slid along his cock after gagging she swore it was longer now. But that wasn't enough, she needed to know for sure and quickly launched herself down on it again. This time she placed fingers around where she bottomed out smiling as she retracted pleased to find it true. If her mind wasn't so corrupted with the search for pleasure she might have been concerned with such a drastic change, but instead she was even more aroused, more driven, more voracious, climaxing as she bottomed out on his cock one more, finding herself able to handle it without gagging, forcing herself even more so onto it driven by the pleasure she was receiving from just giving this blow job.

Joe had never felt himself climax so hard, his knees kinked out causing him to slip down onto the floor knocking his wife over. His cock stayed completely rigid, he couldn't think of it ever being so hard, or so large. Or ever aching with the need to fuck so bad. He scrambled back to his feet and lead Magda out of the shower, and into the room. She tried to jump him only to find herself deflected and flung onto the bed.

Glancing at the alarm clock Joe came back to reality, the mild corruption unable to hold him against the real world. He realized he had to dry off and get dressed. "Magda! Tom will be here in ten minutes!"

"I'm sure he can wait, not like we'd be doing anything he wouldn't himself. Have you seen the pics of his fiancee?" Something felt off about saying that sentence. But at the same time Magda thought of how yummy it would be to dive between her sons Fiancee's legs.

Joe looked at Magda for a moment stunned with the words she had uttered, he reviewed them a couple times but they didn't seem inappropiate, maybe his mind was just attaching a context to it he thought. Magda meanwhile was in the midst of full blown masturbating, massaging her breasts as she rubbed her clit biting her lip trying to suppress her moans.

A few moments later as she climaxed again she found a bra thrown at her, she gazed upon Joe as he finished zipping up his pants Magda frowned at him disappointingly. "Come on, your pants can hardly contain that thing. Let's just finish this."She commented alluringly gesturing at the bulge in her husbands pants. "I want to be fucked so hard my soul shatters, are you man enough for the job? Come now, the kids can entertain themselves."

Or each other Magda thought.