Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2016 09:14:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Las Vegas Subject: Please Mom Please Mom, a Short Story Bisexual -- Adult/Youth If you enjoy reading these stories, please contribute to Nifty. I was putting stuff away in the linen closet when I heard my 13-year old talking to someone. At 10PM alone in her room, without a phone; who was she talking to? I quietly open the door to her room and caught her masturbating. She had her eyes closed so did not see me, but I saw her with her hands in her panties, and she was humping her hips up into the air, and saying "Steve, Steve" over and over. Steve is my boyfriend! I watched until she had an orgasm and then backed out and closed the door. Far from being upset, I was actually turned on. Really turned on. I felt my panties dampen, and I could not wait to get to my bed to finger fuck myself. Steve stays over a couple of nights a week, and I made sure he was coming over the next night as I really needed my pussy scratched. I really was not planning on telling him but I was extremely horny and he wanted to know why I was so turned on and so I blurred it out. His reaction was immediate. He said, "Oh shit", and put his hand on my ass and let me into my bedroom. As he was fucking me he got right in my year and started calling me by my daughter's name. I should have been mad, but instead I came so hard. He kept fucking me and calling me by her name until I came a second time, and then he came. The next day my daughter went to the mall with a friend and Steve took me into my daughter's room so that he could fuck me on her bed. He asked me to put on a pair of her panties but I told him they were too small. He said he was going to make it worth my while and so after he nagged and nagged, I agreed. I was really shocked when he didn't want clean ones, but some from her dirty laundry. He went down on me with her panties on and then fucked me wearing them and we both came in a really intense mutual orgasm. From then on all he wanted to do was fuck me on her bed wearing her panties. I suggested buying her some really sexy panties but he insisted they be white, cotton briefs. I still had to buy her more panties as I was stretching out a pair of her panties 3 or 4 days a week, and sometime twice on Saturdays and Sundays. By the end of the month we had stretched out a dozen pair. I said it would be cheaper if I just bought them in my size but he wanted her to wear them before I did. He would sniff them when he took them out of the laundry, go down on me when I first put them on, and then fuck me while he called me by her name. We had to throw out the stretch panties afterwards, but he always gave me the money to buy new ones. Knowing he was thinking of her while fucking me was bad enough but one night he asked me to tell her that he thought she was really pretty. I was getting fucked at the time and although I told him no, I actually came almost immediately after he said it. The next day which was Sunday and she was sunning herself by the pool he came up behind me while I was at the kitchen sink, pulled my shorts and panties down to my knees and started fucking me. My daughter was just a few feet from us on her stomach facing away from us wearing a bikini bottom, but she had undone her top. He fucked me into a quick orgasm by calling out "Oh baby, what an incredible ass". I knew he meant her. When he came he was putting his cock away and he asked me if I had told her yet. I said "Steve you can't", and he smiles and replied "I can and I will". The idea of Steve actually fucking my daughter made me so hot that I was immediately ready to fuck against, and right there he used his hand to give me another orgasm. He pushed hard on the middle of my back so that I was bent over and then finger fucked me viciously. He kept saying, "Tell her. Tell her". It hurt but boy did I come. He never stays over on Sunday, but that Sunday he did. He was so nice to my daughter all day and into the evening. Being playful with her, and toying with her hair, and tickling her, and when she went to bed he practically dragged me to my bed. He wanted to fuck me with the door open so that she could her me beg for it, and I did not say yes, but neither did I say no. I think I loved the idea of getting fucked with the door open, which was like getting fucked in a public place. He told me to strip sit on the edge of the bed and then lay back. He stripped too although the only thing he had been wearing while we had been watching TV was a tee and boxers; yes, in front of my daughter. Not only was he loud, but he had me screaming my head off. He called me by my daughter's name while he fucked me knowing she could hear, and had me begging him to fuck me. The next morning, I could feel my daughter's eyes on me, and I was both embarrassed and turned on knowing she knew Steve had fucked me thinking of her. Steve came by on Wednesday night and as we headed to bed he opened the door to my daughter's room slightly. He did not close the door to my room. He stood nude in from of me. I could see his hard cock sticking straight out and then he got between my legs and started rubbing his cock head up and down the entire length of my pussy spreading out my wetness until I was soaking wet down there. He asked me if I had told my daughter yet that he thought she was pretty, and that he really liked her. I said "Steve?' and with that he rammed his cock all the way into me. It was like an electrical shock. He pulled all the way out. He positioned himself against my pussy, and asked me to promise that I was going to do it. Then he rammed his dick into me again. I mean the whole thing, from cockhead tip to the base of his shaft. I wrapped my arms around him but he was stronger and was able to pull out. He said, "Promise". And another thrust. This time I wrapped both my arms and legs around him and held him in me, but he froze and he told me if I wanted to get fucked I need to promise to tell my daughter that he thought she was pretty, that he really liked her, and then he added that he wanted me to tell her that he wanted to fuck her. He was saying all of this really loud and I knew she could hear us talking so I did: I promised, and I got fucked. I usually get up at 6, but the next morning he woke me at 5 to have himself a quick fuck. He came in less than 5 minutes, telling me as he had his quickie that he had a dream of popping my daughter's cherry. After the fuck, he saw my face and said "Hey, you promised". I told him I had promised and I was going to, and although I told myself not to cry, my eyes got watery. I told Steve I was worried about what was going to happen to me if he started fucking my daughter, and he laughed. He said I was a ninny. He told me that he thought I was a great cock sucker, and once he started fucking my daughter, he was going to turn me into his principal ball licker. He rubbed my head playfully and push it down to his groin and said, "Starting now". At breakfast both my daughter and Steve were in such good moods. I was not sure which of the two was more excited about them starting to fuck. Then Steve said he had a great idea. He said he was going to stay home from work, and maybe my daughter could stay home from school. I was shocked. Frozen in place. I stood there as he handed me my cell phone and Steve told me to call the school. His tone suggested it was not a request. That, plus my daughter said, "Please mom".