The Many Fetishes of Gwen | By : Flashlight Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 12277 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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One week after our first session, my mom and I wanted to play with each other some more. The problem is, my brother, Terry, wouldn't appreciate us having sex with each other. To hide our next session from Terry, my mom let him go to a sleepover. I dunno how sleepovers work for boys at Terry's age, especially since Terry and I are fraternal twins. All I have to say is at least no alcohol was involved in his sleepover. Alcohol is quite tempting, especially if you're either a high school student or a college student.
Terry left the house at 7 PM that night. Before leaving, Terry waved goodbye to me and my mom. My mom watched Terry leave in a Chevrolet driven by one of his friends. My mom was really cautious with our sex sessions, so she would make sure that Terry was far enough to be unable to hear our lovely moans, let alone see us.
“Okay, Gwen. The coast is clear.”
“Great. What do you wanna do this time, mom?”
“You do know that I'm a switch, right?”
“Yeah... Why?”
“Well, Gwen, I want you to be my mistress this time.”
Admittedly, I was surprised that my mom would let me dominate her. Sure, Heather dominates her mom almost all of the time, but since I have yet to be put on Total Drama Island back then, I didn't know Heather at the time. Fortunately, I was reading a BDSM guide my mom owned that week, and considering how much trust I put in my mom, I accepted her request. “Okay, mom. I'll dominate you.”
“Sweet!” My mom went upstairs. I followed her up, ready for my first try at dominating a girl, let alone one as hot as my mom. Sure, dominating a girl that's almost two feet taller than you in her high heels sounds weird, but I didn't mind the huge height difference. Once we entered our dungeon, we naturally stripped. Since my mom was the one submitting, she wore the collar that time. The rest was, of course, up to me.
“Are you ready for this, mom?”
“You bet I am, sweetie!”
“Okay then.” I tackled my mom. Once I had my mom on the ground, I crawled up her body until my pussy was on her face. “Lick my pussy, bitch!”
Normally, my mom would be offended if the b-word was used against her; instead, my mom went straight to licking my cunt. My mom's tongue felt like a massage on my pussy; it was a delightful sensation. I moaned in ecstasy as my mom licked my tight pussy. Soon, I came, feeding my mom my delicious cum. My mom swallowed my cum, showing me that she enjoyed my taste.
“You certainly know your facesitting, Gwen.”
“Thanks, mom.” I got off of my mom. My mom did not stand up; instead, she brought herself into a kneeling position. This was rather helpful on my end since I probably wouldn't have been able to bind my mother's body without using a footstool if she was standing. With that over with, I decided to grab some white rope. I tied my mom's wrists behind her back, and believe me, that was the beginning. I tied some rope to the coil that bound my mom's wrists together, then I took the strand and attached it to a hook on the ceiling. That was when the footstool came into play. My mom was a bit of a masochist, so she seemed to enjoy being forced into strappado position.
I grabbed a red ball gag and put it in my mom's mouth. I loved how my mom's luscious lips wrapped around the red, rubbery ball of the gag. With that over with, I grabbed a whip. I made sure I was far enough from my mom to avoid causing damage upon myself while getting a decent shot at her ass. I cracked my whip against my mom's ass, marking it with a straight cut. After four more lashes, I created my trademark G on my mom's right asscheek.
Now, strappado is an unsafe bondage position, so I freed my mom from the position. I didn't, however, untie her wrists; instead, I took an open-mouth BDSM hood and put it over my mom's head, allowing her to fantasize the action. Afterwards, I groped my mom's breasts. My mom enjoyed having her tits massaged by my hands, although she couldn't see what I'm doing. I soon decided to reach down my mom's hot body and finger her pussy with my left hand. My mother was in a state of bliss as I did my work. Eventually, my mom came onto my hand. I licked my mother's sweet juices off of my hand, and boy, were they as sweet as ever.
With that over with, I untied my mom, but when I tried to ungag and unhood my mom, my mom stopped me. “What is it?”
My mom fumbled around for a bit, but it didn't take long before she pulled out another gag and hood, much like the one she's wearing. “Hmm?”
“You want me to put those on?”
“Mhmm.” My mom nodded, handing over the kinky gear.
“Okay then.” I did what my mom requested; I gagged myself before I put the hood over my head. “Sm... Whtt nmw?”
My mom wanted me to do it with her while being a gagged, hooded girl. The idea was unusual, but I wouldn't mind a little slaveplay. Intrigued by the idea, I engaged in some scissoring action with my mother. We enjoyed having sex the way we did; heck, we have even been fantasizing our actions. The lesbian action was so sweet. When we came, we could only rely on our sense of touch to notice our orgasms; in that case, the wetness of our pussies. Once that was over, my mom took of her hood, but she didn't take of her gag; she just wanted to have her sight back.
“Cmm wth mm, Gwnn.” My mom grabbed my arm and took me out of the dungeon.
I couldn't see where I was going, so I just let my mom take me with her. I heard a door open and my mom put me on something soft. I smelled it, and I noticed that I was on my bed. Yep! My mom took me to my bedroom. “Ymm wnnt ms tm slmmp lmmk thss?”
“Mhmm.” My mom hooded herself before getting in bed with me. She took me in her arms in a rather romantic cuddle. “Gmmd nmmght, Gwnn.”
“Gmmd nmmght, mum.” I caressed her back. As a pair of gagged, hooded girls, my mom and I ended the year's kinkiest night with the kinkiest slumber we had that year. We were so comfortable sleeping that way that we never broke from our cuddle until morning. Sometimes, I wonder if we even had sex in our sleep. Whether we had sex or not, it was a very exciting way to sleep. We didn't spice our night games up with fantasy until later, literally I might add.
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