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Cfnm The Immersion

Cfnm The Immersion

by sanjuinmood
7 min read
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adultfiction

This is continuation to my earlier submission by the name of CFNM Beginnings. Please read the same before reading this story as it would be providing you with a good perspective.

It was a crazy night for him. S had stripped him naked, in his own bed, and hugged him tight and slept with her own clothes on. She had left with a gazing long look and had asked him to be prepared for more tonight.

The whole day he wondered, what's in store for him next. It kind of scared and excited him at the same time. Many a times during the day, he had a hard on, but he quickly dismissed the thoughts from his mind, as what had happened between him and S was something very private and discreet. He kept wondering as to what was it that S had in mind for him as the day went by and the late evening arrived.

S came to his house along with her mom post dinner and went to the spare room as he talked to her mother who was concerned as to how the two of them were comfortable enough while they slept in separate rooms. S on her part had pretended that she was spending the night in the spare room as he slept in his own bedroom. Auntie (S's mom) left soon enough as he locked the main door of the house behind her and retreated to his room. No sooner he reached his room S entered behind him. she quickly turned off the light and the room was plunged into darkness but for the light that filtered from outside through the two windows in the room. The room was dark enough for no one to see or make out as to what was happening inside, but had enough light for the two of them to move around and see each other.

S simply sat on his bed. She was wearing a night dress that fell to below her knees and ended just above her ankles. She pressed the night dress under her legs, smoothening it out, as she made herself comfortable on his bed. He, on his part, just stood there watching S make her moves. He knew something was to happen but what exactly would S now want from him was unknown to him. His excitement combined with nervousness was getting the better of him as he stood dumb founded in his own bedroom looking at S settle herself on his bed. He had been imagining S in various forms of dress and undress since morning. Her voluptuous figure, 38D breasts, with a waistline to admire and 42 hips combined with her dusky complexion and dark flowing hair were in his imagination all day. After all, she was seven years his elder and at 19 a dream woman for him.

He was snapped out his thoughts by S calling out his name. He looked in her direction and found her comfortably reclining on his bed with pillows swept up on the bed stead. She asked him how he had slept the previous night. Was it a comfortable sleep for him or was he stressed due to the new found arrangement. He could just mumble that he was comfortable and had slept well. S gave a smirking laughter to that and asked him that then what was he waiting for. He looked at her dumbfounded. He didn't understand as to what S meant by asking him this question as to what was he then waiting for. S then made it very clear to him,

STRIP...She commanded

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He looked at her disbelievingly. The darkness in the room was not helping him much.

STRIP you dumbo. S snapped at him. Take off your clothes and come stand next to the bed, she said.

He was taken aback by her sudden aggressive tone but quickly recovered, only to move closer to bed. He pulled his T shirt over the head and kept it on the side board of the bed. He began to untie the string of his shorts and as he untied it S leapt forward and in one swift motion pulled it down to his ankles. There he was standing in front of her in his white briefs and nothing else. The light from outside filtering through the windows made his white briefs quite visible. He had a solid erection that was straining against the thin material of his briefs, nearly begging his dick to be freed. S raised the hem of her night dress a bit more above her knees to show her thunder thighs. It didn't help a bit as it made him more uncomfortable in his briefs. Finally, S inserted her thumb and finger of both hands in the waist band of his brief from both sides and began to lower it. His dick sprang free as she pulled down his briefs over his thighs, exposing his buttocks, and down his knees to allow them to fall to his ankles. This was the first time he was naked standing in front of S. instinctively, his hands reached out to cover his hard dick. Down came S's hand in a sharp slap on the outer palm of his to remove his hands to side. He was now truly exposed and naked in front of S. She her senior by seven years had her now naked standing in front of her as she lay on the bed in night dress raised up to her upper thighs and showing a bit of cleavage as well.

She took his hand and called him, "Come baby, come to momma, she said" as she pulled him towards herself on the bed with her. He lay down quietly beside her. S hugged him and cuddled him. His hard dick rubbing against her thighs. She deliberately kept moving her legs to keep his dick hard and rubbing. He was already oozing a lot of precum which was rubbing on S's thighs. She was enjoying it, and heart of hearts, he was too, though he seemed a bit embarrassed and dumb founded by the situation as S had now taken complete control of it.

S now was moving fast on him. She turned herself towards him and made him lie straight on his back. His hard dick raised fully and exposed. Her one leg moved over him, rubbing his dick tenderly. She cuddled him again. Holding his head to her big bosom, calling him out again, come baby, hug momma tight, she said. He just meekly responded to S, surrendering to her commands. S moved her left hand now, slowly over his chest, carrassing him slowly moving her finger tips down to his navel, tickling him a bit and then rubbing her palms just above his dick on his groin area. All this while her right hand was around his neck, pulling him and cuddling him to her bosoms as she made him feel them on his cheeks though they were well covered with the thin material of her night dress. She had already removed her bra. She kept calling him her baby, come baby, enjoying baby, how does momma feel to you, can momma feel you down below?

His surrender complete, he meekly responded to her by saying Yes.

Yes what? S asked

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Yes Momma, he said.

And in that moment he had complied to become her baby, fully under her control.

Quickly as a reward, S moved her hand to grip his hard dick, pulling him closer to make him feel her curvaceous bosom, she began to rub it, giving him his first hand job of his life.

She rubbed hard, as he breathed hard under the grip of her arms face crushed under the weight of her bosom, she rubbed it on his face, as she rubbed his dick hard and quick. He pulsated and quickly in swift hard spurts he came...all over her hand and thighs. The best orgasm of his life till date.

That's like my BABY, she softly said in his ears.

Cum, cum for momma, as she kept draining him out till his dick began to limp.

S cleaned him with a towel and cleaned her hands and thighs as well. She hugged him tight and gave him a big long kiss on his lips. That's momma's good boy, she said.

She quickly covered them both with a comforter and hugged him and asked him to hug her back. Sleep my baby, sleep with momma.

Soon he was, hard asleep, in her arms, under her care.

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