Nature of Force


Group sex story - Linda sat at the kitchen table head in hands staring at the floor. She was depressed, what was she going to do? Herb was becoming more and more distant, and the children were beginning to notice that their parents were having problems. Herb just couldn't get it up anymore, and their sex life was in the dumps. It was beginning to cause a rift between them.
She had always been proud of her family; in fact her whole life revolved around her family. Carry who had turned 18 just last week, was all any parent could ask for in a daughter, and Dustin her irrepressible son of 19 was an over achiever who loved his parents and never got into trouble. If things between her husband and her weren't so strained life would be almost perfect.

Andy stood there watching as Mrs. Hamelton waved goodbye to her family and then turned to go back into the house. He swallowed hard and tried to get a grip on his warring emotions as he walked on shaky legs to the kitchen door around the back of the Hamelton house.
He felt slightly sick to his stomach, 'what was he doing?' he thought. 'What would happen if he had mis-read her, what would happen if she was offended by him or worse -- afraid of him?'



Linda could hear her son and his friend Andy out front shooting hoops and to her shame and confusion she felt her arousal build as she imagined Andy, (for the thousandth time) out there playing ball with her son. His lean hard body, muscles rippling as the sun glinted on his bare chest.
Almost without thinking about what she was doing, Linda got up from the kitchen table and walked into the living room to watch the boys shooting their hoops in the driveway. She was fascinated by the way she felt; the sexual thoughts that kept running through her mind as she silently watched the two boys playing with the basketball, unaware that they were being watched.
She imagined walking outside; right up to Andy as he and her son played their game. The image in her mindseye was so vivid that she could almost see the shocked expression of her son's face as she silently walked up to his friend and pushed him up against the garage door. She watched Andy's eyes grow wide as she knelt down in front of the boy, pulling his shorts down to his knees.
She could hear Andy's gasp as he realized what was happening to him, and she watched as his young manhood began to stand at attention before her gaze. Linda felt dazed as she saw herself reaching out to grasp his swollen shaft wanting nothing else but to feel it thrusting manfully in and out of her. She wanted to hear this young man grunting and groaning on top of her; taking his pleasure in her body.
The vision of herself kneeling on the driveway in front of that handsome young man, outside in full view of her son, and the whole neighborhood made Linda shiver in fear, and arousal. She absentmindedly lowered her hand down between her legs, feeling the velvety material of her dress between her fingers and her very wet pussy.
As Andy jumped up in front of the basket, dropping the ball through the hoop, Linda could see that he wasn't wearing anything but his shorts. She thought that she had glimpsed something in the shadows that were formed at the leg-openings of his shorts. She rubbed herself a little harder and watched the young man's body until she felt herself tense, and that wonderful release that came to her so easily.
What a lovely feeling she thought, 'to come while imagining this strong perfect boy using her'. Linda bucked her hips, pushing her hand harder against her pleasure center as she experienced an incredibly intense orgasmic rush. Her body was out of control for that instant, she loved that moment, it had been too long, she really needed a man.

Dustin had let slip the night before what was happening and Andy grew more and more excited as he formulated a plan of sorts. He didn't really know what to do exactly; he wasn't even sure any more that he'd seen what he thought he'd seen. But he was so "in love" with Mrs. Hamelton that he only wanted to be close to her, to hold her -- who was he kidding he wanted to fuck her brains out -- and for the first time since that "kiss" he though that he might have a chance with her.
Standing down the block from the Hamleton's, Andy watched tensely as his friend Dustin and his father and sister piled into their car. It seemed like forever before they pulled out of the driveway and headed down the street in the opposite direction.




"Momma, hello Momma where are you? Oh hi mom."
Linda stood rooted to the ground as her daughter walked up to stand beside her. At first she was afraid that Carry had seen what she was doing, but the teenager was looking out at the boys herself and hadn't noticed that her mother was flushed and breathing more rapidly than normal.
Linda stood with her hands at her side waiting for her body to calm down from its recent sexual high before saying anything to her daughter.
In her heightened state, Linda appraised her daughter's looks, and found that the 18-year-old looked more mature than she might have only moments before. She noticed that her daughter was almost as tall as she was, and that her breasts had grown to match her on 34C cup. Linda suddenly wondered if her daughter was sexually active, that thought made her wonder about her son too. Was Dustin doing it with girls yet? Was Andy?
Carry started talking about their up coming trip to buy school clothes and soon Linda was drawn away from the window and into her young daughters world of school, party's and boys. Linda had promised Carry a trip to the mall to get her ready for her new school year and plans had to be made.
Andy was breathing a little faster than he would normally, and he was worried that Dustin would notice his hard-on. Guys didn't get hard-on's when they were playing ball with other guys. But Andy couldn't help himself; he had seen Dustin's mom through the window. He was certain that she thought she was safe from his view, but she wasn't. He'd seen her staring at him, and he'd seen her fingering herself, or at least he was pretty sure he'd seen her doing it.
Could he have been mistaken? Mrs. Hamelton had been one of his fuck dreams ever since she had given him that french kiss back in 7th grade on new years eve. He and Dustin had been watching television over at Dustin's when his parents had gotten home from a party just after midnight.
Andy could still remember the look in Mrs. Hamelton's eyes as she entered the room. She may have been a little tipsy, but she had the sexiest expression on her face that he'd ever seen before. Mr. Hamelton seemed upset and had said something about her kissing everyone at the party, and he was somewhat miffed at her slutty behavior.
At that she had laughed and said that, "a kiss was only a kiss, and it wasn't like I was fucking anyone in the place! Don't you agree boys?"
Both boys nodded their heads in agreement, but didn't say anything because Dustin's Father looked even more upset.
Andy was shocked that she would say something like that in front of him, but at the same time it fueled his teenage hormones to an intense level. When Mrs. Hamelton went over to Dustin and gave him a new years kiss to prove her point, all Andy could do was watch with a lump in his throat. (And his pants.)
But when the sexy vision came up next to him and without a word pulled him out of the lazyboy and pressed her hot moist lips against his, he almost came in his pants. He could still remember what happened when he boldly slipped his tongue between those moist lips. Mrs. Hamelton's eyes seemed to focus on his and she began to suck on his tongue.
They stood there exchanging their kiss for what seemed like a dangerously long time, until Dustin said, "Hey!"
Startled be his friends yell, Andy pulled away from those incredible lips and looked around the room. Luckily Mr. Hamelton had already left the room, but Dustin looked confused and a little hostile toward him.
But today was something different; his dream woman had masturbated while watching him. He knew that was what she'd done, it was just too obvious, it had to be what he thought it was. He also knew that he was going to try to get into Mrs. Hamelton's pants, even if it messed up his friendship with Dustin. He had to try.
The boys played ball for a while longer and then Andy said it was time for him to go home for dinner. All the way home he couldn't get the image of his best friend's mother pleasuring herself while watching him. He began to think about how he could get her alone.
That day finally came -- the whole Hamelton family, (Except Linda) had to make their monthly trip to grandpa and grandma Wilson's (Linda's mother and father) for their regular first Saturday in every month visit. This time though Linda had to stay home because she had obligated herself to bake 10 pies for the high school's Sunday bake sale and due to one thing and another hadn't gotten around to doing it earlier in the week.
The plan was for her to get the pies done and take the Volkswagen up to her parents house when she was done. That way she would only miss a few hours and she'd have the pies done for the school. It seemed like a perfect solution.