After giving me the cold shoulder for days following some perceived wrong, she would suddenly laugh and tell me to, ?lighten up!? after watching me wa...llow in the misery she created. Despite how anxious or sickly guilty I felt sneaking around the house like a creep, my heart pounding as I stole pairs of Mommy’s socks or underwear to masturbate with, the daily memories of her contempt towards me filled and shaped my fantasies permanently.I visited her on Mother’s Day weekend, and she insisted. Anyways ye tha mere kahani ka plot, abb asli kahani. Abi mujhe do hi din huwe the gao me aaye huwe, mere apne purane dosto se nahi jami. Me bahut bore horaha tha.Teesray din me apne kamre me tha aur mujhe neechay ek ladki ki awaaz sunayi di. Koi mere maa se baat krr raha tha.Maine jab khidki se neechay dekha tou dekhta hi reh gaya. Maine dekha ek 23 saal ki sexy gori ladki poora gao k outfit me, ek dumm mast maal thi. Maine jab gor se dekha tou me usko pehchaan gaya, wo humare pados me rehti. "Sasha, I'm not going to hurt you."He walks around behind me and my shoulders instantly tense, my arms fighting with my brain not to cover my breasts from his sight. I keep them clamped to my sides. I want to run and hide, but at the same time my feet are glued to the luxurious carpet beneath them. "Breathe, my darling." His hands slip over my waist and pull me gently backward into his firm form, his lips once more connecting with my throat. I feel my nipples harden to stiff, sensitive peaks in. Specifically, to fend for himself against the incessant, wicked teasing of the mysterious woman who kept calling him when he was alone, and used the delightfully evil powers of Sex Magic to force him into humiliating situations. Billy, a twenty year old still living with his parents after dropping out of college, body still boiling with hormones, was absolutely helpless to resist his mysterious mistress’s commands. No matter how much he tried to fight her wicked, unending teasing, his penis and.