- Romance
- M&M Kisses
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Click here"Someday." I moved in behind her, thrusting into my third KISS, looking forward to the day she'd offer me the fourth one. But this one was more than enough for now.
She moaned, thrusting back against me. I grabbed her cute ass cheeks, holding them tightly while I long-stroked her, amazed at how wonderful it felt. I made her come for me twice more before I couldn't hold back any longer.
I didn't warn her. I pulled her back and jammed myself deep, erupting with a groan, hammering my release into her. She dropped her head to the bed, groaning. "Yes, yes," she whispered.
I pulled out and collapsed backward onto the bed. She turned around, smiling. "Bad boy. Now we have to clean up all over again."
I brushed her hair back, watching her lick and suck me clean. She scurried forward, squatting over me, and pushing out what she could of my latest gift, before turning around and licking me clean again.
I lifted her legs around my head, lowering her over my mouth into 69. I was less fastidious this time, not all that worried about a little taste of myself, not as disgusted as I thought I might be. She whimpered, spreading her legs wide, her weight resting against my mouth. "That's it," she moaned, trembling.
When she was happy, she turned around and laid down on top of me. She pressed her lips against mine, nibbling on my lips, rubbing her tongue against my teeth, exploring my mouth. She giggled, and crawled off of me, reaching into her bedside drawer. She returned quickly, climbing back on top of me. She sat up, and put her hand to my mouth. "Kissy lips," she said.
I puckered my lips for her, and she grinned. She opened her other hand and pulled out an M&M, placing it on my lips. "Hold it there."
I felt funny, my lips pushed forward, a light pink M&M, sitting on them.
"My secret stash." She leaned forward and sucked up the one on my lips.
"Not bad," she said. "I think we can do better. Sit up."
She scooted down to my thighs, and I sat up, facing her. She wiggled closer. "Tongue."
I grinned and opened my mouth, extending my tongue. She placed an M&M on it.
"Feed me, Zach."
I pulled my tongue in, leaning forward and pressing my lips against hers. I opened my mouth, my tongue still. She waited a moment, before her tongue entered my mouth, searching. She found her prize, and worked it forward, out of my mouth and into hers.
She pulled away with a smile. "Much better." She gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I have three of these each night, at bedtime. Will you feed them to me like that, Zach?"
"Every night?"
She nodded. "I can't get to sleep anymore, if I don't have all three."
I pulled her close, my arms around her waist. "I'd love to."
"Stay with me tonight?" she asked, softly, staring into my eyes.
"Will that be Ok? A stranger in your bed while you sleep."
She giggled. "First, I hope you're not a stranger. Second, we'll make it work somehow. We'll find what I'm comfortable with. It may take a while, and I might wake up terrified and screaming. You'll take care of me won't you?"
"Always. I promise."
"No argument then." She leaned over and placed one last M&M on the bedside, nudging it with her finger until she found the place that felt right to her.
"You don't want to finish it?" I asked, surprised.
"Of course, silly. But I eat the last one right before I go to sleep. I jill myself off, holding the others in my mouth until I come. I don't think I'll have to do that anymore."
"Maybe a few times more, I'd love to see that."
"You're a naughty boy, aren't you?" she teased.
"I guess so. I want to be very naughty with you."
She got up, heading into the bathroom. I heard her running the water in the tub. She returned to me a moment later. "Sorry. I don't know why I had to do that."
"It's Ok. Can I bathe with you?"
"You better. Someone's got to wash my back."
We cuddled, and talked about the trick-or-treating and her favorite costumes while the tub filled. We took a leisurely bath. I sat behind her, washing her, cuddling her, playing with her breasts, until she was comfortable. We dried off, and she gave me a toothbrush, so we could both freshen up.
"Change the sheets?" I asked.
"After."
"After?"
"One more time, if you don't mind."
"I don't mind."
It was beautiful. She brought me to hardness with her teasing mouth, and we made love, lying on top of her, thrusting inside of her for an eternity, slow and gentle.
She was getting antsy. She scrunched her face up. "God, not now," she moaned.
"What's wrong, Bree?"
She sighed. "Give me a minute?"
"Of course."
"I love what we're doing. I do. I swear, it's wonderful. It's not you."
"What?"
She wriggled out from under me, and ran out of the room. Shit.
She returned in a moment, obviously uncomfortable. Her hands were behind her back, and she was practically dancing in place.
"Come to bed," I urged her.
"It won't always be like this," she said nervously.
"What? Don't worry, whatever it is. I'll deal with it."
She shook her head. "I know it's weird. I'm going to freak you out."
I smiled. "No you won't. Come to me, and we'll work it out, I promise."
"You promise?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die." I crossed my heart with my left hand, my right keeping me ready to get back inside of her.
She brought her hands out from behind her back, shyly waving her cell phone. She climbed into the bed, adjusting the pillows fastidiously, then laying back into them. "Love me, Zach."
I kissed her softly, rubbing my cock between her legs, entering her gently. She nodded, anxious. "Deeper, and keep going, no matter what."
I leaned over her, pushing all the way in and long-stroked her.
She blushed, lifting the phone and entering a number.
"Mom? It's me," she said, sighing and sinking back into the pillows. Her legs relaxed, opening for me.
"Calm down, Mom. It's good. Everything's good. I promise."
"Stop it. You didn't ruin everything. Trust me Mom. It's wonderful."
"Yes, the costume was a hit. He loved it. All of it...Yes, that part especially."
"He's still here...Yes...Yes, in the bed with me...Inside of me if you really need to know."
Freaky. She was right. Beyond weird.
"Just a sec, Mom." She pulled the phone away from her ear. "Are you Ok? Is this too much?" she asked nervously.
"It's weird," I confessed.
She nodded. "I know. I'm so sorry. I...I had to call her."
I leaned down and kissed her softly. "Whatever you need, Bree. Whatever."
She smiled weakly, her eyes moist. "Thank you. I...if it's too much, I don't have to finish the call right now. She'll be alright now."
She had that nervous look again, her hand holding the phone trembling.
I reached down and gave her breasts a squeeze, then pushed my cock into her hard and deep, making her moan. "Go ahead. Finish your call. I think I can find something to keep me busy."
She grinned, lifting the phone, "One more sec, Mom. I swear."
She beckoned me down for a kiss, and I obeyed, letting her thank me. "You are the best, Zach. God, I can't believe how wonderful you are. I love you, baby."
She brought the phone to her ear. "I'm back. Sorry. I had to make sure everything's Ok."
She laughed, "Yes. And it's perfect. What do you think?" She lowered the phone, and held it down where I was connected to her. "Hard, Zach," she said.
I jackhammered her tight little hole, making her writhe beneath me. She whimpered sweetly. "Harder," she gasped.
I pushed her legs back, slamming into her, watching her tense up. The good tensing. She cried out, her body spasming underneath me.
She gasped, easing back into the sheets, and moaning sweetly. She closed her eyes, and brought the phone back to her ear. "Now do you believe me?"
She laughed, blowing me a kiss. "Number three. First two inside."
I enjoyed her, using her for my pleasure, while I listened to a blow-by-blow of her evening. She moved easily when I needed her to, rolling onto her side, even getting up on her knees for me.
She was grunting while I fucked her hard from behind, talking about our bath together.
"Uh-huh. Doggy. So good, Mom. I think he's going to make me come again."
"How many? I don't know. Tons. He presses all my buttons. Oh!" she gasped. "Mom, I'm close. So close, he has me on edge." She moaned, pushing back against me. "Not now, Mom. Gimme a sec."
She put the phone down, "My bottom, Zach. Tease it."
I laughed, sucking on my thumb before rubbing it against her pucker. She groaned, and cried out, coming hard, when I slid it inside her.
"God, Mom. That was a big one. Huge. Did you hear it?"
"Jesus, Mom! Was that Dad?"
"Fuck!" she groaned, trembling. She looked back at me. "Speaker-phone."
I slowed down, pushing deep, chuckling. What the fuck was I getting into to?
"Hi Dad...Yes, it's been a great evening...No, it's Ok, I just wasn't expecting it."
She turned to me. "Please don't stop, Zach."
"I need to slow down, or I'm going to come soon."
She nodded. "Ok. Let me now when you need to finish."
She turned back to the phone. "Mom, you still there?"
"Mmmhmm. Still doggy...You too?"
Fuck.
"No, he doesn't mind...A little freaked out of course, at first...If so, it doesn't show. Hard as steel, and ready to come soon."
"No...No Mom...That's too much."
She sighed, "Fine, I'll ask, Dad. I know, I know."
She looked back at me. "Mom wants to say hi. You don't have to."
I reached out and she handed me the phone, looking anxious.
"Zach?"
"Hi Angela. Timing's a little weird."
"Is it good? Is everything Ok?" she asked nervously.
"Wonderful. Not in any way normal, but that's Ok. She's worth it."
I heard her moan on the other end of the phone. "I'm sorry," she gasped. "I had to hear it from your lips. I'm so sorry. Don't be mad at her."
"It's Ok, Angie. I don't mind."
She moaned again. "Is it a little exciting? I'm getting off over here, getting it just like she is. I'm so fucking hot right now. Does it bother you to know your girlfriend's mother is a dirty little slut?"
"No, it doesn't bother me. And yes, it is exciting." I pulled the phone away from my head, scanning the screen. I pressed speaker-phone.
"Tell him, Brian. Tell him what I am."
Briana's father's voice came out loud and clear. "Damn it, Angie. I asked you to leave me out of it. The poor boy's going to freak for sure."
"Not yet, Brian." I said loudly. "You're on speaker."
I heard him chuckle. "Sorry about this. I tried to warn you. More than a handful. Both of them. High stress evening."
"Worth it though," I told him, lazily fucking his daughter.
"Tell him, Brian," Angela whined.
"She's a nasty little slut. Dirty little cum-bucket. Made me fuck her hard, while she listened to her naughty little daughter. By the way, anytime you want to change position, I'm up for it. Old knees."
I laughed. "Cowgirl."
"Giddy-up," he chuckled.
I pulled out lying on my back, scooting into the center of the bed when Briana gave me a nudge.
"You there, son?" I heard Brian ask.
"Almost. Got to be positioned just right, you know."
"Don't I know it. Dead center, two pillows."
"Two pillows? She hasn't bothered me about that. Oh, shit that's good," I moaned as Briana settled over my cock.
"Fuck his brains out," Angela said. "Like this."
I almost laughed, when I heard Brian's moan. Almost, until Briana started riding me hard.
"Like this, Momma?" Briana asked.
"That's it baby. Show him. Show him you're worth it. Worth all of this."
"So worth it," I groaned.
"Good, Zach?" her mother gasped.
"Great."
"Can you come for her? Come for us? I need it, baby," Angela moaned.
"Soon, I'm close. Really close."
"You too, Dad?" Briana managed to ask, somehow.
"Yes, angel. Your Mom has me on edge."
Briana looked at me. "Come for me Zach. Let me know when you're going to come."
"Just...a little...more," I gasped, thrusting upward.
"That's it Zach. You're going to make us both come," Angela moaned.
"Now!" I gasped, reaching for her. In one fast move she bounced off of me, taking me in her mouth, her head bobbing fast.
"FUCK!" I grunted, "Take it," I growled, exploding in her mouth. I hear an echo of my own groan on the other end of the phone, and Angela screamed out her daughter's name.
I looked down and Briana had stopped moving, her hands between her legs, as her entire body shook. I thrust my cock between her lips, making her gag, as I finished coming.
I groaned, twitching as her mouth resumed its sucking, draining me.
"Did you make it, honey?" Angela asked.
Briana lifted her head, licking her lips. "Big time, Mom. With his cock in my mouth. You?"
"Amazing, sweetie. Thank you for calling. We were so nervous for you."
She was licking my cock, teasingly. She climbed up my body, picking up the phone from beside us, where it had fallen. "I know, Mom. It's why I called. I could tell."
"I'm sorry, honey. I tried to be good and patient."
"It's Ok, Mom. It worked out. I don't think Zach minded at all. Did you Zach?"
"No. I didn't mind. Whatever you need. I promised, didn't I?"
She nodded, crawling up my body, and lying atop me, getting comfortable. "Some boys don't keep their promises. It's going to be difficult sometimes."
"But always worth it," Brian called out.
"I bet. Sounds like you've got a handful over there," I teased.
"No shit. Hottest pussy in three states. I hope yours is half as good."
"Dad!" Briana whined.
"Unbelievable. I didn't know it could be like this," I confessed.
Briana gave me a quick kiss. "We're going to go now, Ok Mom?"
"Alright. I'm fine now." She giggled. "More than fine. I really am sorry, baby. I didn't want to interfere."
"You can interfere whenever you need to Angela. A little phone call isn't going to scare me away."
"Goodnight, Zach. Night baby. Treat him good. He's a keeper," Brian said.
"I will Dad. I'm lucky. I know a good man when I see one. I've had a great example," Briana said. "G'night, Mom."
"Goodnight Bree," Angela said. "You too Zach. I can't thank you enough. I owe you one. A big one. I always pay my debts."
"Enough, Angela. No teasing. Leave the boy alone. It's his first night with her, damn it."
"Yes, dear. You're right. But you know I pay my debts. Always."
"Goodnight kids," Brian said. "I'm hanging up now."
Briana took the phone, turned it off and put it beside the bed. "Change the sheets," she said, climbing off me.
I pulled off the old ones while she got the new set. She had to make the bed completely, including putting the pillows back in place, before she was happy. She stepped back, looking at the bed, smiling. "It looks so neat and innocent."
I nodded. "Hard to tell I spent the greatest evening of my life in it."
"Was it? The greatest? Not too weird?" she asked anxiously, walking to me and taking me by the hand. She drew me toward the bathroom.
"Best ever. Very weird, but I'm not complaining. Even good."
She laughed. "Sorry about Mom. She gets like that."
"You seemed like you knew she was bothered."
"I always know. Don't know why. That's part of our problem. I know when she's stressed out, and she knows when I'm all tied up in knots. It doesn't make this any easier."
She gave my hips a nudge with hers, laying a nice even line of toothpaste on her brush before passing it to me. We brushed our teeth together, sharing the sink. She poured a half-inch of mouthwash into a dixie cup and passed it to me, before getting one herself. I gargled, and rinsed. I moved behind her, giving her a hug.
Briana took a brush, and gave her hair a quick pass. "Presentable?"
I laughed. "Gorgeous."
She gave me a quick kiss, which evolved into something more. I lifted her into my arms, and she laughed, hugging me. "I'm yours, handsome. Take me to bed, or lose me forever."
We climbed into bed, and cuddled. She was half asleep when she bolted upright. She scrambled to the side, and returned with an M&M. "Feed me?"
I curled my tongue, and put it in the middle, then slid it into her mouth. She sucked on it gently, dragging her teeth across it, recovering her precious M&M. She settled right down afterward, cuddling up to me in a lover's embrace, her head on my shoulder, her leg draped over mine. I reached down and fondled her sweet ass.
"Me too," she said softly.
"Me too, what?"
"Best night ever. You know it's only going to get better."
"I don't know how."
She chuckled. "That's my job. You'll take care of me, right?"
"Always."
"Thank you. I love you, Zach. I know it's too early to say it, but I have too, you understand? I love you. I hope that doesn't scare you away," she said anxiously, clinging to me.
"No. It doesn't scare me at all. I love you too."
She relaxed, kissing my chest. "You can take me in the night if you want. It would be nice if you finished in my mouth, though."
"You'd want that?" I asked, surprised.
"The loving or the mouth?"
"Either."
"Of course. You can make love to me anytime you want. I'm yours now, Zach. Heart, body and soul."
"And the mouth?"
"Less cleaning. I like the cleaning, don't get me wrong, but I don't want to change the sheets in the middle of the night."
"I'm probably going to take you up on that."
"Good."
She drifted off in my arms, and I kissed the top of her head. Weird. No two ways about it.
She woke twice in the night, all worked up, and I settled her down each time, holding her, caressing her. I woke up on my own at one point, her cushiony bottom pressed against me. I had an erection, and desperately wanted to put it to use, but I was worried about her reaction, in spite of her words. Not worried enough to stop me from opening her legs and taking her from behind. She moaned sweetly, while I used her, surprised at how quickly I was reaching my point of no return. When I was at my limit, I climbed over her, and up the bed. Her eyes were closed but she smiled and opened her mouth. I slid my cock between her lips stroking myself. She sucked gently, until I came for her. She took it all gamely, sucking me dry. I let her suck me longer than I needed, watching her, enthralled.
When I pulled out, she pouted. "A little more," she whispered.
I eased my cock back into her mouth, a little uncomfortable holding the position. She suckled easily, slowly, until her breathing changed and her mouth relaxed, holding me. I brushed her hair back, and extracted myself from her lax mouth. She was asleep again.
I climbed behind her, pulling her close, spooning her.
Amazing night. I fondled her soft naked body, feeling her press back against me in her sleep.
Three days without kisses and one kidnapped M&M, three weeks ago. That was all it took. I owed Red a big thank you.
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Thanks for taking the time out to read this 'sweet' little story. I hope you enjoyed it. Even though I'm not in the running for the current contest (having won 2nd place in the last contest) I still appreciate your votes and comments.
- COMMENTS
Hope definitely not diabetic? (The family that plays together...? A sticky wicket?)
This story was cute and very interesting! I can't think of having read anything like it. I wonder how much of it is actually what someone goes through when dealing with someone in a special needs relationship. I'm happy to think the story had some research in the area and might be true for some.
The girl claims that she seldom had more than one date with a guy, never more than two. Given how well she knows her way around a cock she must have been screwing guys on the first date.
Great yet amazing weird story, I don’t understand the mom side of this, her feeling up Zach and then the phone call,,, 3⭐️
Well deserving of its high rating. A weird and wonderful story about a weird and wonderful woman finding love. Her mother does give me concern though. Sounds like she's more than happy to do something sexual with Zach and Briana doesn't seem to mind that much. That attitude would worry me if I were in Zach's position. This OCD could easily be abused by people that are aware of her condition and could lead to situations that exploit her for sexual gain. I'd always be worried about that situation or worse.
Anyway I would have loved to read about what happens next for these two. Marriage, kids, more OCD wackiness, drama, mother-daughter threesomes? So many possibilities.
I've read this a couple of times and always come away with a smile. While some would say weird I say it's intimate fun.
Thanks for sharing.
DP
Read a number of your stories before, first time for this one...WOW!
As usual Lit readers rating almost infallible and figured at 4.84 this was going to be good
Took a bit to get the gist of it
Loved it, and her, and her family, and yes, the phone call at end was weird, but in a good way.
Easy 5 and fave, and think this will go into All-Time-Best folder.
This is the fourth or fifth time that I have read this story and every time it gets better. In my opinion, it is one of the best stories on this site.
Absolutely adorable, both the story and Bree. One of the best stories that I have ever read on this site.
A sweet SWEET sexy story with a few hidden Bon bons I'm thing. Great story, sad it's finished.
A well crafted story. And for me, too well crafted.
Being inside somebody's internal dialogue who themself is whacked...feels too close.
I was taught that the goal in writing is to evoke in the readers' minds a specific response while advancing the story. When your reader live in a crazy place, sometimes the response desired by the author isn't necessarily the exact one elicited. Just saying, see it enough times and it changes how you evaluate. So, long winded way of saying liked the story, characters and your exposition BUT it made me very uncomfortable. Damn fine job.
Gotta be one of your top short stories it not the top one. I could see you leaving this one here and writing a sequel. Maybe leaving it sit right here and letting our imaginations write the sequel is the best idea you have had ever. Either way, thank you!
I enjoyed the story and even the parts with the parent's......would enjoy reading more about how the get along daily and how mom pays her debt.
The M&am part was fun and funny, the Halloween costumes were funny, the sex involving the parents was a turn off
Definitely different, but a good story. The one thing I wish is that there was a little bit more introspection as to why Zach likes her.
Cute story. Love all Bree's obsessions, but I wasn't crazy about the mother groping Zach. It ruined it a little for me. A step too far, but very enjoyable overall. 5 stars
Wow that was crazy
Loved it bit weird having mum and dad on phone though big 5 stars for you
Third time that I’ve read this and I still love it as much as the first time.
I have read is so many times, can’t remember how many. It’s still one of the sweetest stories on here, and I still want to read similar tales. Well done. I’m sure you have gotten 30+ from me on this one. Cumulative.
This was just as good the second time. A fun, funny and sexy story.
Thanks for sharing.
DP
Didn't make clear if she was a virgin or not. Would have made the story even hotter. Another chapter with Angela.....?
I gave it a 5, for good writing and a delicious build up. But my tastes wish that you hadn’t gone so weird on Halloween. I know…. it’s just me. Keep up the good work!
Wow. Just….Wow! That was a quite a ride. Entertaining as hell and very funny in all the right places. Unique, I’ve never read anything like it. Certainly Five stars, more, really.
I will never be able to look at M&M,s the same way again.;) thanks for a great tale.
A little too much sex for me but I'l never look at MMs the same, specially red ones!
Great story.
I'm not a psychologist, I could be wrong. But it seems that people striving for a painful order just aren't sure of themselves. That's something to work on. Besides, they need to be shown how beautiful chaos can be. After all, there is no apparent order or symmetry in nature. And yet there is. They're just not so obvious.
Somehow it seems to me that if there is a sequel to this story, it will be a story of incest and taboo. Son-in-law and mother-in-law, daughter and father, daughter and mother (they probably already have that, but now Zach will be added).
I wish there was a sequel to this story. More with Zach and Briana, maybe their first crisis? Angela? Anal? Their wedding, honeymoon... Even see if their kid has the same connection/issue.
Great Story!
I loved the interaction between the two main characters, Briana and Zach. It's a strange world out there! I say, "To each their own!" I know a number of people that have various 'quirks' and act OCD on certain things. The key here is that Zach embraces her quirks for what they are. He stands behind his word. His promise.
I'd love to read a sequel to this story. Thanks very much for writing this story!
Oh please bring us more. What happens with Angela's promise? There's still more to this relationship, the anal, sex in the office, and her quirkiness.
I only rated you a four for this one because of the promise for anal at some later time. I'm against all things anal for two big reasons: 1) because *something* had to start AIDS, and I strongly suspect anal sex, and 2) I have a problem with a weak sphincter muscle because of smoking for 35 years.
Yes yes want this to continue....besides need to know how mom end up paying Zack what she owes him......dirty mind on how lol.
Excellent tale.
Could have left the mother actual sex or feeling him up out, but otherwise great.
I have a similar condition, no where near that bad though, and its very hard to explain to people. Worse get them to understand and not treat you badly.
Was it your intention to draw people in looking for a nice little office romance only to creep them out with...whatever the hell this is? If so, congrats, it worked.
I should have called it quits on page 2 when Angela started feeling him up. This wasn't romance. Started that way, had every reason to believe it was headed that way, but then it veered off sharply into creepsville. Any kind of mention in the foreword or rosa-blanca.ru of where this was going would have been nice.
I'm also still struggling to understand how an obsessive-compulsive disorder is meant to explain whatever the hell was going on in that family. Or why the hell the dad is bothering to give him advice about freaking containers and not a heads up that his future mother-in-law is a nympho and his future wife is...I don't even know. Whatever it was, it was disturbing. She doesn't need to find the right guy, she needs to find the right therapist.
Excellent story. The only question that popped into my mind was, how did she become so experienced and knowledgeable about sex when she hadn't been with any men for any length of time. In my experience it takes a woman a while to become good at Fellatio, especially swallowing.
Second time tonight you take a tough subject and turn it into a fantastic sexy love story. More please.
Chris from Cornwall UK.
Surprisingly refreshing & romantic! Stories like this give people hope, you really should consider doing a sequel. Grate story 5*
I haven't read all the comments, but I'm sure someone complained about your making a mental health issue so central to the story. I respectfully disagree.
Okay, not so respectfully -- anyone who did is an idiot.
Our society has a very negative attitude toward mental illness, and most of the time people include mental health issues in their stories, they are used to drive destructive behavior. Stories like this one, which treat mental illness in a positive manner, are desperately needed to illustrate the truth: mental illnesses can be managed, and people who have them can lead lives just as fulfilling as anyone else. I am married to someone with a mental illness, and it isn't always easy, but she's worth it. And our 19th anniversary is coming up this year, so I'm pretty sure she feels the same about dealing with my mental illness!
I feel the whole mum phone thing was actually pretty vital - was definitely very wierd and did actually wierd me out briefly, but it made me think hard about just how odd a relationship this would be and whether I could handle it if I was Zach; I guess it was maybe too much shock factor to be real but for a little piece like this it certainly did the job well. And hey, it's not *his* parents, they're just a couple on the phone at this point so I don't see him having too much trouble adapting - imagine how the dad is feeling. Angela reminded me a lot of one of my extended family - she doesn't have OCD but she's got some similar personality quirks and difficulty with life ( and I love her for all of it, she's great fun too ).
Loved all the characters, they're completely adorable. What a great set of in-laws! the main pair are too sweet too.
Wow! I knew you were good, by reading several of your other stories, but after reading this gem you have been elevated to "amazing!" This story was so much fun to read. Your creativity and imagination are on a par with the best writers I've ever read. Pardon me for saying it, but this story could use a few more chapters, with her mom & dad involved somehow. What a delicious story, well crafted, with well developed characters without all the drivel of high school, dating, job hunting, etc.
In short, I loved it! Thanks for sharing what's in your incredible mind!! A-5.😊
To call the end of this story incest is stretching things to a snapping point.It is a bit odd,but I can't see it as incest.Yes they are having sex at the same time while on the phone but they are not having daddy/daughter or in-law sex, nor does it look like that there is any inclination in that direction.Just my opinion for what is worth.
One of my all time favorite stories. How I would LOVE to read a follow-on to this though .... Please?
Mac
CDO is OCD, only with the letters in alphabetical order the way they're supposed to be. (Joke! And not original to me, I picked it up somewhere)
Very original! And yes, weird at the end, but calling her mom was not, to me at least, an act of compulsion, but consideration for her mom's feelings. Her mom was waiting on tenterhooks for word. I did wonder how Bree got so experienced, but I understand how mom and daughter's shared behavior could make them incredibly close. At the same time, dear Lord I hope mom wasn't the one who inserted the kiss in daughter's pussy! And it would have melted!
Muchas Gracias TTT! I have to admit, some of your stories I can't finish. Some are in categories I can't touch. Some, like this one, I never want to end! I know the stories I can't start and the ones I can't finish are my failures as a reader, not yours as a writer.
Thanks again,
hillcountrycowboy
Bandera, Texas
Talk about a different tale. Certainly a new and interesting one for me. Always nice to read something new and interesting with a touch of humor. Thanks. A 5....
I have read this a few times, and it always makes me laugh. A lot. Outloud. With tears in my eyes. Every single time. Words can't express how rare that is, and how much it's appreciated! I'd give you 12 stars if I could. Honestly, thank you so very much! Absolutely superb!
And well and truly earned.
What a relief after suffering through innumerable stories about blonds with giant teats furiously fucking faceless guys with 9" cocks.
Thanks!
Goatman and Anonymous 12/14/13 nailed it.
Was a cute story and then the end tanked it.
Went from 4 1/2 to 2 . The borderline incest was a complete interest killer
I liked the story and it touched on a truth about being in a relationship with someone with mental illness. You have to be very patient and not to let it get to you. You have to make accommodations. But in real life it wears on your psyche. Before long the anxieties come up and cause problems with your other relationships. family and friends that don't understand why you can't just let things go or have a free schedule that isn't scheduled around his or her issues. Also if they are on medications the behavior can vary wildly depending if they missed their meds or the meds stop working and they become immune to their medicine. After a while you get to feel like you are dating a bunch of medications and not a person. It's rough and you know it's not their fault and you end up feeling bad that you can't stand it anymore.
Sorry touched a sore spot.
With each story I pick to read... you become an even favorite author here Mr. TTT. Of course, I'm picking stories which I know won't repel me. But the way you go about your stories, taking time to develop the plot, the characters and then deliver... Gosh!! It's like a full course meal someone has prepared very lovingly for his readers. Just enjoying your stories is an experience in itself.
Needless to say... Loved it! :)
I thought two laps was good ...but this story is better...incredibly imaginative ....forth kiss soon please ...
Very sweet indeed. The conference sex had me laughing on my bed. Definitely wierd. Thumbs up.
Anon of 5/22/15 is living in the Dark Ages where all mental illness is something to avoid and shut away.He also needs to lean the difference between insanity and mental illness. The truth of the matter is that nearly everyone will be touched in some way by some form of mental illness.1 in 10 people in this country has clinical depression.I don't remember the stats on others,but shows that all families have to deal with something at some time.You can't breed it out of existance by not having kids,nor is a sure thing that it will be passed on to the next generation.Yes it can be hard on little ones when they can't understand what is happening,but they do learn and adapt. Generalizations like his do not help those that need it,and many today are still afraid to admit that they have a problem because of people like him,so they try to hide it from themselves and others,which does no one any good. as for goesgrunt idea that these are not forms of illness because they are not caused by germs or bacteria,he is way off base there too. There are many illness and such things that have nothing to do with germs, cancers are one example,also autoimmune syndromes are an other and the list could go on.I don't see where her problem is trivialized ,but is shown as a real problem that she needs help and support with.The leading man here learns quickly the things get complacated and figures out that he has a lot to learn and is willing to accept that help in order to help her and be with her.
This is my favorite story of yours. Would love to see a sequel when he gets the fourth kiss.
What a lovely story, I did not even realise OCD came like this, you have constructed a really believable story around this problem.
You also have humour, the : “WE GOT RED. KISSES OR SHE GETS IT” is a great idea and starts the romance rolling, oh not to mention that the erotic also follows.
I hope you continue posting on this site I am looking forward to new stories.
You are a god among men. You have the ability to wrestle my emotions all over the place, keep me tied to a chair bingeing on your words and blow my mind all at the same time. Your writing is masterful as well as entertaining and I can't seem to get enough of you. Thank you for sharing your humor, wit and imagination with us mere mortals. I submit to your brilliance.
Gina
There is a very beautiful lady that is very important in my life and we deal every day with OCD. She has OCD, but we both have to deal with it of course. Circles are difficult for her. It is hard to get all the plates just right on the table if they are round when we have family over for dinner, for example. Triangle shaped plates, square drinking glasses things like that. The sex is amazing. The attention to detail in our love life blows my mind. I think sometimes that she is afraid I'll leave her for a normal (ha!) person, so I feel a responsibility. I haven't suggested children. Kids are messy and I don't know how she'd handle that for 18+yrs. This is a beautiful romance that just flirts around the edge of incest which is not too far off. MiLady's family can be pretty much 'up in our buisness' at times, but thats ok most of the time. This story address this kind of life pretty well, but of course, doesn't tell everything. Thank so much for writing this. However we haven't, to date, had simultaneous sex over the speakerfone along side with her parents! Meds helped, but I and she weren't sure it was worth medicating away part of her personality just to get her to act like other people.
For anyone who thinks OCD is "only" a mild disorder...it's not. Trust me. I will give you a tiny example of what it IS like: if you are a person who cannot sleep with the television on, for example; leave it on as you try to sleep for the next week. I don't mean on low volume, either. Louder than you're comfortable with, and DO it. Next week, turn it completely off and ensure there are no extraneous noises at all in your bedroom. When you've done that, tell me truthfully if the first day you slept in a silent bedroom you could actually sleep through the night?
THAT is what OCD is like. You can medicate to a degree, and have people who love you (even better, and what was my personal salvation), but it. Never. Goes. AWAY. It does not "get better". There is no "cure".
And THIS story is the one I have ever read on this site that addresses all the complex and complicated lives that we who have OCD live in constantly. In my personal case, everything has to be a triad or a prime number (17 is the one that makes me easiest in my heart, and don't ask--it's an OCD thing). And Tx Tall Tales has one thing absolutely correct: we make FABULOUSLY loyal love mates. Even better than "Scotsmen or dogs" as the bloody English would say. Since I AM Scots born in the year of the Dog and grew up in Texas...well. I would know.
Best. Story. EVER.
Brendan
I started with your series, and I'm now going through your singles submissions. I like the way a lot of them seem to tie into the series characters/storylines. You have one hell of an imagination, and the way you construct your stories is always masterful. I've read a few other authors on this site in between reading your submissions and they don't generally do very well in a side by side comparison. I enjoy your submissions so much that I read them despite the fact they are almost never a genre I'd normally select. I made the mistake of reading your 'Christmas' submission and it had a salty discharge nearly pouring out my eyes. I have no idea what was happening there.. hahaha.. Keep up the great work, and as several of your characters have stated, I'm a Fan!
This story deserves a big W. It takes a superb craftsman to build such a delightful story around a difficult social scenario. Instead of becoming awkward it built the "what's going to happen next" factor to a creative peak.
thanks
Never cosidered OCD as a serious Mental Health problem, more of a disorder. Loved the story. Really puts the erotica in literotica.
Then Mom even freaked me out. That seemed a LOT over the top. People don't understand how difficult it is to be with and love a person with OCD. The issues never go away - never. And even the most well intentioned and loving person can run into problems dealing with the ongoing problems someone with OCD brings to the table. While I enjoyed the story I don't think he really has a clue as to the amount of time and attention it takes to deal with her day in and day out. There will definitely be times he fails. Interesting story for porn site. Not very sexy though.
"Mental illness is such a sinister and dangerous disease."
I find your characterization of mental difference to be sinister an dangerous, since it is generally not an actual illness. Disorders like obsessive compulsive or bipolar aren't caused by infections but by differences from typical in brain function and chemistry. I would agree that some kinds of mental difference can be dangerous to others (e.g. sociopath) and some kinds dangerous to those trying to cope with them (e.g. dysthymia). Sadly, in most cases, people expecting people who are different to conform or behave in expected ways causes much more harm than the difference itself.
This story encourages overlooking differences to value the person if not outright embracing the difference and that's a good thing to encourage.
I really like this. A story of a girl with a mental illness entering into a loving relationship. I have a mental illness, myself. It IS hard for someone else to deal with, but not impossible. The most difficult is for the in-laws. They don't see how their children will make it work, and whats worse is they don't want to - deep down. They want their child to have someone perfect. I don't think you trivialize her problem, as another reader seems to think. It isn't unusual for someone who has a mental disability to have multiple romances and/or sexual partners while trying to find someone who will not only love them, but also will make the effort to deal with their problems. I slept around alot. Not because I wanted to be a 'lady killer' or 'Lothario', but because I was trying to find a girl who wouldn't run away when I'd eventually have a seizure. Children WERE difficult for me, but we just had to be careful. She learned to read my 'tells' and almost always knew when I was about to have a problem. I'm afraid it was difficult for her, but she's a trooper. Briana's parents are involved here, much more than mine were. In some ways it would have helped if they had been, well, almost as open to discussion as Bree's are. Something my folks never learned is that a parent of a disabled child will never totally hand off the responsibility to their son or daughter-in-law. I had to drift alot for a long time. This is a very good story and a wonderful romance.
It's good to see people with OCD being loved. Yes we can be a bit extreme but even we need TLC. Hope you have more for this story.
When you trivialize a mental illness its always wrong. Here you even romanticized it. I enjoyed the story only because I kept reminding myself its only fiction. Like dealing with 10 inch cocks, non stop orgasms, multiple strangers as partners, no STD's, no physical or mental abuse. All fiction.
Mental illness is such a sinister and dangerous disease. And especially cruel when you consider some forms are passed on to children, as in this story. Besides the obvious inference, that this girl has been fucking around with unknown numbers of other men, and with her parents knowledge if not facilitation, there is the issue of eventual offspring who may suffer the same malady, if they don't have some fatal accident first when their mother has one of her issues that causes neglect or lack of attention during a critical moment, like backing out of a driveway, lighting a candle, leaving the baby in the tub to go answer the phone. In reality very sad, but a dangerous world for a sane spouse to enter into voluntarily. Bree should consider having her tubes tied, and then adopting, with nanny help. Not an easy answer. For me it was a sad choice to end a relationship once I understood that both a mother and at least one sibling suffered mental illness. Very selfish I guess, but my unborn children deserved better. Love is nice. Responsibility is harder, and more important. I hope she ended up OK. I did.
I see several possibilites for a sequel.
1. Briana's side of the story
2. The wedding, an OCD nightmare,
3. Mom and dad's story up till Halloween.
4. a long weekend snowed in at a rented mountain lodge.
just a few thoughts. The one thing that must never happen is sex between Zach and Angela.
Please continue this story. It's the best I've read in a long while...
You are a very talented writer and it symbolises love and the sacrifices you have to make to keep that special person's trust you want soo much. More than some raunchy sex story this is a wonderful tale of a romance.
Wow! That was a really great story! Loved the humor and the "flawed" characters made it really interesting! Thanks!
So many people have no idea of how hard it is for someone with a mental illness to function in day to day life nor how it is for the ones that love them. You have written of several different ones in several of you stories like this one plus CvsN, Gamer goddess,charity begin next door, with a range of different illnesses from grief to PTSD ,ocd and others.I don't know if you knowledge is from personal experiance or professional,but you seem to know about them rather well from both sides as far as living or dealing with them. Many who outside those who have these illnesses will only see the bad side of the illness without seeing how great these people are when the illness is not acting up or under control.I am one of those who married one with several illnesses and I know the struggle of seeing it day to day,how wearing it is to try and live with the problems that come with it.You have written very well in your stories about the trials and triumps of those in your story,this is not something that is seen often.Good job.Keep 'em coming.
I have to admit I got a little weirded out when it got to phone sex with her parental units, but his unconditional love was just that, unconditional.
I was afraid something would blow them up, at least temporarily, glad that it didn't.
One thing in case you ever continue this, maybe I've got a dirty mind (likely!), but when Angela mentioned owing him "BIG time", I envisioned a sexual encounter, and I sincerely hope you don't go there.
BTW, a lot of stories, including this one to a degree, make a big deal out of kissing a woman after she's sucked the guy off. Well, if she's willing to take his cum in her mouth he shouldn't be that squeamish. I'm sure he expects her to kiss HIM after he's eaten HER out!
Its so good to FINALLY read a story about an autistic adult! I was Diagnosed at 47.Served 4 years in ARMY got in a LOT of Trouble in the barracks but they didn't get me tested! Just Barred Me From Reenlisting!
Wow, another great story, thank you.. As much as I loved it there are so many things I would love to find out, but the number one thing is :: , how does 'mom' pay her debt, omg the kinky possibilities :))
I loved the story.
Made me think how to better treat someone I know.
A writer that entertains and makes one reflect, can not ask for more.
Please consider a follow up story.
I've never read a story with someone having a disorder before and you know what? Why not? They're still people they deserve love.
I mean to many unanswered question. How does this romance grow. Does mom pay her debt and what does she do? I mean so many possibilities. Do they marry, kids keep on writing.
I've already commented in the feedback section, but it occurs to me the general public might want to hear a bit of it. I also am in such a relationship in real life, although in our case I'M the OCD one. I also have a fabulous woman who really does understand and is the one who allowed me to get OFF those &*#*^%$ drugs...anyone who has it knows what I'm talking about.
For those of you who don't have it but occasionally witness it in action--WE CAN'T HELP IT. Please don't laugh or point at us in sorrow or sympathy. The one and only time I saw my sweetheart bare her claws was spectacular, and it was at a lady salesman who could NOT understand I HAD to have the sales slip positioned the way it was and kept trying to move it until I was damned near catatonic. And people wonder why I love this woman. I completely understand the need for balance, although in my case it has to be a series of 3 or prime numbers.
Thank you for allowing these special characters out in the world, 3T.
Brendan
This reader promises: "I will never not read a TX Tall Tale story when one appears. I will begin today to catch up reading his previous posts, but I will read slowly in order to prolong the pleasure."
loved the way they got together and then the Halloween night was fun with the mother teasing him like hell - even copping a feel but then it turned a bit crazy......considering she had had very few boyfriends she was well versed in anything sexual and knew what to do and what she wanted....the thing in her cunt was outrageous....just where did she get that from......but then the telephone call to her mom while they were both being fucked was unbelievable....sounds to me like daddy has been fucking her for a while as she was just too experienced to be a novice as she would have us believe.....I suppose when mother said she always pays her debts she meant she was going to fuck him at some point - I wonder if that turns out to be a foursome with her dad fucking her at the same time.....all very odd and just seemed too much considering she was supposed to not be very experienced....very odd....sounds like she had screwed around a lot before he came along and they discovered they were right for each other...loved it....great to write about her and her mothers condition....it needs careful handling and allowing the person to do what they have to do and being there when they get a panic attack...nice little story....
The OCD thing was interesting, until we got to the weird incest stuff. Trigger warning, please.
One of the very best literotica stories ever. Sure wish you'd do a sequel.
i'd love more of these two and her family. very erotic and romantic story. plus the ransom note made me snort with laughter. doesn't get better than that.
One of the sweetest things I've ever read...the initial courtship is adorable.
Gets a bit too kinky for me from the 3rd page, but I'll deal with it like Zach would.
What a sweet and fantastic story! I'd love to read more about these two, especially seeing Angie pay her debt.
Tex, this is equal to your best! When you get the time, I'd love to see Angela "pay her debt!" It's cliche, but "You 'da MAN!"
Niño the Mindboggler
"A slut is a terrible thing to waste"
Um weird story, i dont understand wats genre of story romance/ incest. i cant say it was freaky to me
Awesome story. Yes, there are those among us who obsess about our M&Ms, and who line them up in rows by color.
I don't think Zach and Briana have bitten off more than they can chew--it just appears they will suck on it.
That's an awesome story. A great read with an amusing twist.
I'm sure I'll read this one again, and again.
When love is not madness, it is not love. ~Pedro Calderon
And this family has plenty of both. Gotta confess in Zach's position I would have had to commit hari-kari before involving the parental units, but it's nice that Briana has so much support: a broken mind can still house a truly priceless (and fragile) heart. Fun side note: Love, like faith or hope, does not require sanity. Logic and reason require sanity, love just requires the courage to invest all that you are into something that cannot be seen, nor heard, but only felt.
not your run of the mill storey in a different setting, This is so different, the main character, the build up, the parents & the finish. Excellent
A few years back my girl friend once asked me if I ever noticed what a Hershey Kiss looked like. I said I never thought about it. She said.....
A DARK BROWN NIPPLE
I took the Kiss she handed me, sucked it and then put it in my mouth as I feasted on what was left of the candy and her lovely hard pink nipple.
Our love life is sweet passionate and kinky at times (kisses not being our only enjoyment of fruit and candy).
The image of Bree in her Kisses costume had me smiling and thinking....hmmmm
Lol. Thanks for a fun, different story.
I myself am perpetually slopppy and messsy and I know that I drive the obsesssives in my life crazzzy. This story, M&M Kisses, is very enjoyable.
Alexandra Erin/TOMU coined the word 'hilaristurbing' and it certainly describes this cleverly imagineered tale of tail.
And I thought I've dated some crazy ones . . . but none so sweet and dedicated to making it right for their partner too. This is funny, wacky, weird (as Zach said), and through it all, sensual and HOT. No clue where your brain came up with this, but thanks for the great read.
This story needs a warning: Do not read on the edge of the bed. I laughed so hard i fell off the bed! This was the sweetest, funniest and the sharpest curve ball I'd never expect !
Quality workmanship.
Weird tale but so well put together.
Enjoyable
I know someone else already said this but...... a phone call to your mom while your doing it is way way weird. Just weird. Not cute, not adorable just plain weird. Doesn't mean I didn't enjoy the story though. But you know I think the only way this could have gone even worse was if the roles were reversed and Zach was the guy with OCD and called his mom during sex, I dare you to rationalize a girl that would still stay put after that.
Minor issue:
"She nodded. "Ok. Let me now when you need to finish." - should be "know", of course.
Loved the story - I certainly understand the M&M ordering thing - do it myself and one has to get to the same number for each color before moving forward.
Wonderful details throughout - feels like you know OCD.
The mother thing is odd but, my gosh, think of the follow-up story(s) that could lead to. And, of course, the dad is there too. You have the talent to make the best of this group of characters. I'll enjoy it if you go there.
Best wishes to you in your writing.
The beginning of the story was super sweet, and one of the best written stories I've ever read (and I read a lot). The parent thing was really weird though and put me off... but of course it's your choice to write what you want. Loved the beginning of it though!
This is tome a very sweet story. Something that started out as a simple prank, and the heart and brain of someone willing to take the extra step to try. The mother is a bit ofa twist, but I can see happeni
As an unrepentant M&M sorter, I understood Briana's reaction to Zach's taking Red and was happy with the way he resolved things. Amazing how understanding he turned out to be, especially when he realized that what started out as 'pushing her buttons' was becoming more than what he'd intended.
I wish other people could find that clue....
While the thing with her parents was strange, I understand how characters can sometimes wriggle their ways into your brain and not. Leave. You. Alone. I tend to try to bribe them into silence by promising them their own story later. It doesn't work.
Overall, a tender story and one that I'll revisit several times.
You have very clever ideas. The mother connection threw me off a little bit, and in the hands of a lesser writer, might have ruined it altogether. But you made it work and it made it even better. Great work!
I loved the lighthearted tone of the whole story, and, as always with your tales and characters, they pulled me into their world. I must admit, I'd love to see how Angela pays her debt! =)
Just wanted to drop in and say thanks for all the great comments.
Small confession - this story wrote itself. I developed two characters, and in one long evening wrote 95% of the story. (Three more evenings of writing and edits to make it site-worthy). A lot of my stories start with only a very general plot-line and are character driven. Obviously, our quirky Briana, based on two very real people, was the driver behind this tale.
There was no intention of the girl's parents being anything more than a drive by, but once the words started going, her wacko mother wouldn't leave me alone and insisted on poking her nose into the story, to the point of weirdness.
I could have easily left that out, and probably had a more popular story, but hey, she insisted, and her rotten daughter wouldn't let it go either. Luckily Dad's a patient guy.
I wanted to give a little insight into my writing, and why this story had to have the additional 'ick' factor of a WAY to close a relationship with the Mom. Briana and her mother are unnaturally close, mainly due to their common issues. For the record, Mom's a teaser, not a pleaser - at least not for anyone other than her husband. Is there a name for an audio-voyeur?
Once again - Thanks to everyone who commented. I, for one, appreciate every word.
Hot and weird and sexy and strange and well written and funny and lovable all at the same time. I've never read a story like that before. That's a good thing, by the way.
I may have to check out some of your other stories if this is any indication.
Just an amazing story. It was perfect even before the removal of the costumes. Hopeless romantic here I guess. Mom thing was a bit.. oogy for me, but I always find Daddy/Mommy stuff oogy, oddly I'm not opposed to generation similar incest, siblings, cousins. Still, that it was because of the disability made it okay... I mean, for me... I'm sure a lot of readers are totally into mommy/daughter stuff, it's just so... eww to me. I ramble a lot when I'm nervous. Not sure why I'm nervous. I guess because whenever you post something, you throw it out there for criticism and I want to say things the way I mean them, not necessarily the way I word them. K, my own neurotic opinions on generation gap incest aside, I really, really, really, really loved it. It was beautiful and it made my heart soar. Going to get started on reading some of your over 100 posted stories tomorrow.
Sweet, sexy, and very well written. I think this boy is in for a wild ride. I could definitely see this developing into a series.
First of all, you're writing skills are amazing. But here's what really got me. I know next to nothing about obsession, and yet, I feel like I personally *know* these characters. You drew me in...hook, line, and sinker. Wow! Thanks! And EXTRAORDINARILY well done!
Ive read some of your storys and this is a really good read.
the contest part is perfect, part two would be great
I love to read more like them getting married ,and just how mom shows how she pays her debt. oh my I hope you write one more installment.
Having OCD myself, I felt a connection, but there is a difference between what is obsession and what is compulsion.
And what really sucks is you know you are doing the action at the time, you are fully aware, but you can't stop yourself. Then you beat yourself up about succumbing to it yet again.
I don't know how the girl controls herself without the medication, But she's got my admiration.
- Twisted like a wreck between a 2 seater and a semi
- demented, fucked-up, heart wrenching and beautiful.
Brillianty done.
A bit long. Very descriptive, and, as usual, very well written, even though a somewhat "wierd" premise" Keep those stories cumming