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Chapter 4: The Naughtier Chronicles

The Naughtier Chronicles

Chapter 4

by

R.L. Mathewson

She should be concerned about her son’s safety, and she was, she really was, Haley told herself only to admit that it was kind of difficult to focus on anything when Jason was ripping off her panties and-

“Oh, god!” Haley moaned, somehow biting back a scream when Jason dropped his head between her legs and did things that made it difficult for her to focus.

Her breath caught in her throat when Jason slowly ran the tip of his tongue over her slit, just enough to tease her into opening her legs wider and once she did, he made sure to do all those things that he knew would drive her crazy. He took his time teasing her clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue before gently taking it between his lips and lightly suckled, making her hips roll off the bed, desperate for more.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned, licking her lips hungrily as she reached down and ran her fingers through Jason’s hair. “God, that feels so good.”

As he lazily licked his way down, Jason reached up and cupped one of her breasts in his hand, gently squeezing her breast as his tongue found her core. He took his time, licking her out as his hand moved from one breast to the next, squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples as his tongue slid inside her while she rolled her hips, unable to stop. She slowly rode his tongue until that wasn’t enough.

After allowing one last lick, Haley sat up and moved so that she was on her hands and knees. With a groan of approval, Jason pressed a kiss against one cheek before he got to his knees behind her and tore another moan from her when he ran the tip of his cock between her slit. He continued teasing her as he pressed his hand against her lower back and slid his hand up her back, gently pushing her down until her forehead was pressed against the mattress.

Her hands fisted in the sheets as she licked her lips as she pushed back, tearing a groan from her husband as the move caused the tip of the large cock pressed against her slit to slide inside her. Jason stayed still, groaning loudly as he allowed her to control the move. She took her time, pushing back and savored the feel of his large cock sliding deep inside her until he was filling her completely.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Jason groaned as he cupped her hips as he slowly pulled back until the tip was pressed against her slit and-

Pushed back inside.

Haley licked her lips as Jason took his time, making her groan one minute and moan the next as his grip on her hips tightened and he-

“Mom, I can’t find my pants!” came the announcement from the other side of their, hopefully, locked bedroom door that had Haley biting back a whimper as she turned her head, telling herself that it was too early for the kids to be up and…damn it!

“They’re in the dryer!” she yelled with a pointed wiggle to get Jason to continue.

Thankfully, he-

Sighed heavily when Joshua followed that up with, “They’re not there.”

“Did you look?” Haley asked as she turned her head and pressed her forehead against the mattress, telling herself that this wasn’t happening.

There was a pause and then, “Why would they be in the dryer?”

“Because I washed them?” she mumbled, unable to help but groan when Jason pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and frustrated.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

“Are you going to make waffles?” came the question as Haley dropped down on the bed with a groan.

“Yes,” she muttered against the mattress, sighing heavily as she turned her head so that she could watch Jason head toward their bathroom, every muscle in his body tensed as the large erection that had been bringing her so much pleasure, bounced angrily with every step.

She missed sex, Haley thought sadly as she watched him go. She couldn’t remember the last time that they managed to have sex without someone interrupting them or passing out from exhaustion before their heads hit their pillows at night. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could go on like this, Haley thought as she rolled over onto her back with a sigh and stared at the ceiling.

Something had to give, because she-

“Hey, did you know that Hunter has chocolate pudding again?” Joshua asked only to follow that up with, “Oh, wait. That’s not pudding.”

To be continued…

 

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