The Love Shared - S01 E31

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The Love Shared - S01 E31

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 31

Her eyes met mine as her head began bobbing backward and forward, her hair was tied up in a loose bun and I couldn't wait to get my hands on it, so I placed my hand on top of her head and released her flowing red hair. She shook it a little before taking me back into her mouth, her right breast became exposed and I got a look at her lightly freckled flesh and pink nipple. I tried to picture the exact same breast on Faye, but all that was in my head was Pamela.

I grabbed a fistful of her red locks and pulled her to her feet, she had a look of lustful excitement about her as our lips momentarily met. I threw her onto the bed and couldn't believe for a moment what I was doing, it was as though an animal had over taken me. She had a smile on her face as she pulled up the dress, her vagina was clean shaven and it took me around two seconds to bury my face into her. Her back instantaniously rose up off the bed while her head was at full tilt.

"Oh my fucking god yes," she cried, she grabbed me by the hair then and pulled up up to her, "I want your cock so fucking bad" she told me.

Her legs were wide open, knees were bent and her heels buried Into the bed. I pushed my way inside of her and slipped in to the hilt. Her jaw dropped and her eyes bulged as her head dropped back down, I pulled open her dress exposing both of her breasts. They were perfection personified, I began thrusting in and out of her with as much force as I could muster, causing both breasts to swing up and down, her nipples were hard and on the move, I tried catching one in my mouth as she moaned and begged me for more

We fucked like animals all over her bedroom, every word exchanged, every sound that was made between us was turned up on the voice recorder. Faye stood there staring a hole right through me as I looked at her feeling nohing but shame.

"I'm sorry," I told her, it was the only words I could find.

She stopped the recording and took a step towards me, "I know what she can be like," she told me, "And I'm sure you had no other choice."

When she said that, I was swept away with a wave of confusion. There's no way she could be okay with me fucking her mother. She hated her Mom and what she and her Father had been doing to her.

"When I heard this the first time, I couldn't actually believe it. I was so angry with you, I never wanted to speak to you or see you again. she told me, 'Then I listened to it again, and I was picturing it. And while I was picturing it, I started getting into it." she said.

Was she serious? I wondered, was she really telling me that she was getting off listening to me and her Mother fuck like rabbits?

"I listened to it again, and again, and again. I had to, I felt addicted. Part of me began to wish that I had asked you to plant a video recorder instead of a voice recorder. she said as she took another step towards me.

She was almost nose to nose with me now, her school skirt fluttered in the wind and her hair billowed with it.

"I knew that today Morm would be at yoga and Dad at work, so I went home before coming to school. I listened to everything through my earphones, I've been sat here in the blinspot since school started listening to what you and my Mom did."

"So, you..." I began, but was unable to find the right word to finish the sentence.

"The only way I could sttop listening to it, was to-" she stopped herself and turned away, "finger myself. So there it is, I orgasmed listening to you and my Mother fuck each other stupid." she confessed.

I wanted to take her in my arms, to comfort her somehow. She had found her kink, she was just beginning the journey of sexual self discovery, a journey I had began when I first started sleeping with my Mother.

"And it was after you and Mom, that It recorded the most important thing." she said.

"What important thing?" asked her, she turned back to face me and pressed play on the recorder. She had to wind it on a little while before she got to it.

It was the voice of two males talking, two very familiar voices.

"What the hell are you doing? You look a mess." said the first voice, which after a few moments realised was Faye's Father.

"How much longer am I going to have to walt, you remember the deal we made. said the second voice, who I quickly identified as my father.