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Joy stood proudly at the centre of the console in Riley’s head, her mouth set in a happy smile. “Another day, another victory for the Foghorns! Good work, team.”
“Was it really good if Coach asked us to be the one to stay and pack up the equipment?” Fear asked, getting that same anxious look on his face that he always got when he was overthinking.
“Oh quit crying about it,” Anger retorted with an irritated eye roll.
“As a crier, that line is offensive,” Sadness droned.
“Coach making us stay back was fair,” Joy assured everyone. “We skipped practice last week to go to the arcade so we kinda deserved this. But it’s fine! It just means we get the locker room all to ourselves. No showering with our teammates.”
“But I love showering with our teammates,” Sadness whined. “It’s the best part of the game! Remember what we did with Sarah and Nicole after we made the winning shot against the Bullfrogs last month?”
The yellow emotion swooned. “Yeah, that was a good day,” she agreed, the memory being recalled and played on the screen in front of them. “But there’s always next time. For now, we shower.”
“And make that a long shower. We stink.” Disgust pinched her nose for emphasis. The memory retreated before Disgust slapped a button on the control panel, bringing it back. “No reason we can’t recall this while we shower,” she said quickly. “It should be a core memory at this point.”
“Right, great, but when are we actually going to shower? ” Anger demanded impatiently. “It’s supposed to rain today and I don't wanna be outside when it does!”
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I hummed softly to myself, shrugging off my backpack and peeling off my sweaty hockey gear. They were dumped on a bench on the far, dry side of the locker room’s shower area. Open showers weren’t super common in San Francisco. It just so happened that our home stadium was one of the few that had a communal shower instead of cubicles. It definitely took some getting used to, and when I first joined the Foghorns, I would just wait until I got home to shower, but when I finally opened up to the idea, things were easier. We’d known each other since we were twelve, and now most of the team was in college. Shared showers meant that the news I was intersex obviously got out, but that didn’t matter in the eyes of my team. I was a ruthless player, so who cared what I had between my legs? Plus, it made showers way more interesting.
I turned on the water for a couple of seconds and waited for it to run hot. As I stepped under the steady stream, my mind played memories of a shower after one of our last games. Nicole and Sarah had been being really flirty towards me, even with the rest of the team there. I didn’t think much of it at first until the rest of the team left and only the three of us remained. Sarah was the first to make a move, bringing our bodies so close that my cock accidentally rubbed up against her stomach. Okay, maybe not accidentally, but I definitely didn’t go into the changing room intending for that to happen.
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“Entering full daydream mode,” Joy announced, the memory transitioning from Sarah and Riley brushing bodies to Nicole on her knees in front of Riley’s cock. Sarah guided Nicole so she could take the full length down her throat. “This should keep her occupied for a while.”
Lewd noises rang in Riley’s head, her lips tugging into a smile as she recalled all the things she did to her two teammates in the very same spot she was standing in.
“Man, she’s really getting into this,” Disgust commented, trying to act cool and mask her interest.
Anger made a sound of agreement. “I wonder if this is just a young adult phase. She might grow out of it, like her Harry Potter phase when she was thirteen.”
“But we never had a Harry Potter island,” Sadness pointed out, turning to look behind them. “Now we have Horny Island so I don’t think it’s a phase…”
The rest of the emotions turned back to observe Horny Island on the horizon and acknowledge its permanence. “Oh yeah, she’s definitely into this,” Disgust said again as the cogs and gears of Horny Island began to turn. “Buckle up, folks. This shower is gonna be a long one.”
“In that case, we better pull up more memories from active recall. Give our girl more material to work with.” Joy did just that, drawing up memories with Riley’s other teammates, with college classmates, and even those closer to her.
“Oh, this memory’s my favourite ,” Sadness swooned as the image of Riley’s mom bouncing on her cock in her bedroom played before them. Jill’s perky tits swayed as she moved, her glasses knocked slightly askew and her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead. Riley was certainly enjoying that memory.
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In my mind, I saw Mom bouncing on my cock at the end of a long night of lovemaking. Her body jerked and she fell forward into my stronghold, my cock wet with her latest orgasm. She could only whimper when I pulled out and flipped her over, straddling her and stroking my length until I came all over her tits.
I usually didn’t like to pick favourites out of my lovers, but there was a special place in my heart for Mom. There was just something about her that my classmates and my teammates couldn’t match, and I couldn’t put my finger on it. Nevertheless, it made for a good memory to get off to.
“Mommy…” I moaned, images of Mom and me making love playing in my head over and over again. My hand stroked my cock as I played into the fantasy, not really concerned with my volume since the stadium was pretty much empty. “Oh Mom…”
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“Should we have our back to the door? You know how I feel about having our back to the door,” Fear rambled anxiously, wringing his hands together.
“Paranoid,” Disgust jibbed.
“Just let Riley enjoy this,” Anger added. “The stadium’s empty. Not like anyone’s gonna come in—”
Right on cue, the five emotions were alerted to the click of the door to the changing room opening, prompting Fear to grip the control panel.
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I heard the door behind me begin to open and my heart rate picked up for a moment. This wouldn’t have been the first time someone walked in on me masturbating, but it still shocked me every time. I wondered who it could be, and whether they might turn my solo session into something more… collaborative. There was a keypad that unlocked the locker room I was in that only members of the Foghorns knew. Well, members of the Foghorns and one other person…
“There’s my favourite hockey star.”
“Mom!” I spun around to see Mom shutting the door behind her, a duffel bag swung over her shoulder. “I thought you were still in Washington.”
She shrugged. “My conference ended this morning so I caught the earliest flight I could to come and surprise you. You played great.”
I beamed. “You saw my game?”
“You’ve been playing competitively for almost ten years. I haven’t missed one yet and today wasn’t going to be the first.” Mom put her things on the bench next to my stuff. “You were amazing today. I don’t know what the Foghorns would do without you.”
“Aw, Mom…” I began rinsing the suds off my body. “Let me just finish showering and I’ll dry off and hug you.”
“Hang on a second, honey. There’s no need to rush.” Mum shrugged off her sweater and folded it to start a pile on the bench. “After all, I’ve been travelling all morning. I might need a shower too.”
I gulped, watching in eager anticipation as Mom pulled her shirt over her head. She was wearing my favourite bra of hers, a white lacy one that hugged her figure perfectly and accentuated her cleavage. “Besides,” she continued, unbuttoning her jeans and stepping out of them. “After today, you guys are going to the championships. I need to reward you for another massive victory.”
“Man, if only the rest of the team was here,” I lamented, eyes glued to Mom as she unhooked her bra, putting on a good show for me.
“Yes, I remember what we all did together after you guys won last year's championship game, Maybe another time. Today I just want to focus on my little girl.” Her gaze flicked between my legs for a moment and she smirked. “Well, maybe not so little, but you know what I mean.”
I buzzed with excitement as Mom took off her final article of clothing and stepped under the stream of water with me. Her hair was immediately soaked and her glasses collected droplets of water. She was pretty much blind without them so she always kept them on. That was better for me too, because I loved when my messy finishes coated her lenses.
“It looks like you got a head start,” she observed, eying my erection. “Some people might consider that foul play.”
“Do I get a penalty for that?” I teased.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.” I groaned when she got down on her knees and took a long lick from the base of my shaft to the tip. “But for now, I think you should be rewarded for your victory.”
“Oh yes please.”
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“It’s go time, team.” Joy looked to her companions. “Fear, we’re in a shower. Make sure Riley doesn’t slip and hurt herself or Mom.”
“I’ve already thought of thirteen different fatal slipping scenarios.” The rest of them looked at him oddly. “But we’re obviously gonna avoid all of them,” he added quickly.
“Anger, you’re in charge of swear words and dirty talk.” The red emotion schemingly rubbed his hands together, positioning himself on the far right side of the console with the entire curse word library at his fingertips. “And no more hockey sex puns.”
“You’re killing my creativity here, Joy,” he droned, deadpan.
“Disgust, don’t let Riley get grossed out by being a germaphobe. This is way too hot to stop.”
“Nah, I’m with you on that one,” she agreed, stepping away from the controls.
“I’m driving. Sadness.” Joy turned to her friend. “You get to be Kink Manager.”
“So many options…” Sadness’ eyes widened as they scanned over the various kink-controlling buttons. “Feet… dom/sub… biting? Huh, I thought Riley would have grown out of that by now.”
“No way,” Disgust pitched in. “Not after all the vampire books she read in middle school. And the Twilight smut? Yeah, it’s a part of her forever now.”
Sadness continued to inspect her options, fingers hovering over the controls. “I think mommy kink. We gotta go with mommy kink,” she decided, bringing a confident hand down on the button.
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Mom pursed her lips, planting wet kisses all over my cock and balls. She clearly came straight from a business meeting as her face was still lightly made-up, lips leaving red lipstick marks wherever they wandered. I would have been content with her just doing that for the duration of our shower, but we both knew she’d do more. To my delight, Mom finally had enough of her teasing touches, and her lips sealed themselves around the head of my cock, eagerly working their way down. My knees nearly buckled when her tongue swirled around the tip, her mouth feeling perfectly wet and warm. Her lewd sucking noises rang in my ears. “Yes, Mommy,” I moaned, encouraging her and leaning my weight against the shower wall.
She gave me a devilish look from below. “I love it when you call me that,” she panted before taking my dick deeper, inching into her throat. “Mommy was your first word and now I know why.”
I laughed, hips bucking as she casually continued to deepthroat me ”Does it turn you on, Mommy? Having your baby girl call you that while you suck her dick?”
Mom hummed in agreement. “Well I’m definitely wet and it’s not because of the shower.”
That made my cock just twitch further. I almost came from her words alone, my mind thinking of being able to see the view between her legs. Actually, why wait? “Show me.”
I could feel her grinning around my cock, but she complied. Her parting kiss had her tasting the precum slowly leaking from me before she pulled back, planting her ass on the floor and spreading her legs for me. Her pussy was indeed soaked, visibly so. She was right; it was too wet to be just from the shower. To think that she was so turned on from sucking my cock for such a short time made me blush. Mom must have been planning to surprise me for days now, and the resulting sight just made me want to ravish her.
So I did.
The heat between her legs beckoned me, drawing me in with its magnetic pull. I sensed the warmth radiating on my lips and felt Mom jerk the second I made contact. Her business trip had only lasted a week, but apparently it was too long for her to be away from me. To be fair, we’d been screwing each other almost every day for ages. I take some responsibility in possibly making her an addict.
“Oh Riley…” Her hips raised, trying to feel as much of me as possible as my tongue flicked playfully over her clit. I moved fast, bringing her pleasure but holding back just enough so she wouldn’t be able to cum from that alone. I wanted her wound tight and wanting.
I gripped her legs, forcing them apart and yet keeping her steady. At the same time, my nails scratched lightly at her inner thighs. The bite of the sting made her hiss in pain, but her body betrayed her, reacting to show me she just wanted more. She gripped my hair, forcing my face between her legs.
“You have no patience.”
“You’re just a tease,” she retorted. “But yes, today I am feeling particularly impatient.”
“Aww.” My right hand joined my mouth, coming up to rub her clit before two fingers entered her. “Poor Mommy.”
“Riley,” she warned sternly. I knew that was my cue. There had been times before when I took my teasing too far and while a frustrated Mom was cute to watch, she had the tendency to snap if I wasn’t careful. Those instances usually ended in long rounds of edging for me while she pleasured herself at my expense.
I blame that damn cock ring.
I began to move my fingers inside her, motioning as if I was beckoning someone to come forward. Her breathing grew heavy and I took great pleasure in exploring her, my lips drawn back to her folds. I played with her in a way I knew she loved, drawing more moans from her that were music to my ears.
Mom might’ve had years of experience on me, but I had endurance on my side, as well as the ability to quickly chip away at her stamina until she was nothing more than a puddle flowing to meet my touch. I was reminded of this as I sucked hard on her clit, my fingers working deftly inside her. After a few more moments of this, my soaked digits stroked against her g-spot. I grinned once I felt that thick bundle of nerves, focusing all my energy there, and it certainly got the reaction I was looking for. “Fuck! H-holy shit!’ she stammered, unable to articulate anything more than those desperate cries.
While slobbering all over Mom’s pussy was heaven for me, I was acutely aware that we were in a shower and her body was reacting to my actions. Her back arched and if she wasn’t careful, she could lose control and slip, hitting her head on the tiled floor. We had an accident similar to that once, and while Mom had been fine, I didn’t want to risk her getting concussed. So as the first wave of her orgasm hit, I sat up, one hand still fingering her pussy while the other cradled the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss.
She screamed against my lips, her body protesting, wanting to move more despite being held in my grip. Yeah, she would have definitely fallen back onto the floor if I hadn’t been holding her. I felt the hot gush erupt from her, soaking my hand in addition to the water falling around us. I pulled out and my fingers frantically rubbed her clit, prolonging her orgasm and earning another drawn out scream. “Riley! Riley!”
“I love it when you say my name like that, Mommy,” I purred, her eyes half-lidded in her daze. “And I want to hear it over and over again while I fuck you.”
In a flash, we were on our feet and I had Mom pinned against the shower wall, her back pressed against me. My cock slipped into her so easily. I would have laughed if I wasn’t too busy moaning.
Mom whimpered as I began to thrust into her. I knew her tells well enough to know that she was feeling especially sensitive, and that just made me fuck her harder. My hands came around her body to grasp her breasts, pinching the erect nipples between my fingers.
“Riley, yes! Yes yes yes!” she gasped, face pressed against the cool tile. The wet sounds of our bodies coming together just fuelled me on. I touched her pussy once again, collecting her arousal onto my fingers before bringing them to her mouth. Mom immediately knew what I wanted and she obediently opened wide, tasting herself on my soaked digits.
“Doesn’t victory taste sweet. Mommy?” I teased, enjoying the way she licked her essence off me.
“We’re both winners today, honey,” she agreed, bucking her hips to meet my thrusts.
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“You know, now that I think about it, vampire biting kink might not be the worst thing,” Sadness decided, hitting the button for it.
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I lavished the side of Mom’s neck with kisses and, after a moment of deliberation, bit down on her neck and sucked. It wasn’t enough to draw blood, but it definitely wasn’t gentle. It would definitely leave a mark, but that was exactly what I wanted. So that every time we’d see it over the next few days, we’d remember what I did to her.
“Oh my—”
I laughed. “You’re such a pain slut.”
Mom tried to scoff. “I am not.”
“Aren’t you?” I challenged, delivering another sharp bite to the back of her shoulder blade and feeling her clench around me. “Because your pussy tells a different story.”
“No…” She tried to deny it again.
“Hm. Then I guess you wouldn’t have a problem if I stopped and took things slow. No more rough fucking, no more spanking or biting or—”
“N-no!” Mom blurted out. “Fine, I’m a pain slut, just keep going. Do whatever you want to me.” Man, Mom was down bad. The desperation in her voice made it impossible to deny her.
I pinched her nipples hard, my mouth drawn back to her neck, leaving little hickeys and bite marks all over her. She threw her head back in pleasure, brain too fried to think of anymore dirty talk. That was fine by me, especially since I felt her second orgasm hit right when I delivered a hard spank to her ass.
All Mom could do was scream my name over and over again as I held her, keeping her upright while she rode out her orgasm. All the hockey I played helped with my strength, and Mom definitely appreciated my athleticism whenever we made love as I could always keep her steady. Her pussy tightened and spasmed around me and I knew I was about to cum too.
“Get ready, Mom,” I warned, nibbling on her earlobe. “I’m about to cum all over your face. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes!” she gasped. “On my face, my tits, my ass, anywhere. I don’t care, just cum all over me.”
“As you wish.” Her body finally relaxed in my hands. Meanwhile, I felt like I was gonna blow. Carefully, I pulled out and eased her so she was kneeling. She didn’t even give me a chance to act before her hands flew to my cock and she ferociously stroked my shaft, her grip firm. I moaned and panted, overcome with pleasure as I came. Mom opened wide to catch what she could in her mouth while the rest of the white ropes painted her face, rewarding me with the most breathtaking view.
“My cum on your glasses. I could stare at you all day.”
She laughed tiredly, kissing the tip of my dick once I was drained. After that, much to our disappointment, we had to actually shower and get changed.
“Come on.” She nodded in the direction of the door once we were dressed. “Let’s get home before we get locked in the stadium again. I have way more stuff I wanna do with you.”
“Like what?”
Mom just shot me a knowing smirk, opened her bag and dug through some stuff before pulling out the buttplug I gifted her last Christmas. “I had this in me on the flight this morning. Just a little something to get me ready.” Back to the bag again before she pulled out a ribbed dildo I hadn’t seen before. “And while you fuck my ass, I want this in my pussy.” Her lips were so close to my ear that I could feel the heat of each breath, and she spoke in a low, husky voice, dropping both items casually in my hands. Then she turned around, sauntering out of the locker room with a purposeful sway to her ass.
“Wha— you can’t just tell me that and expect me to have to wait!” I sputtered.
“”Come on, Grandma!” she challenged. From the sound of her voice, I could tell she was moving fast, the distance between us growing considerably.
“Oh, you’re in for it now!” I yelled after her, grabbing my bag and sprinting to catch up.
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The emotions gathered around the console as Headquarter lights dimmed. Riley was drifting off, her mother naked in her arms, pussy still stuffed with her cock.
“Another great day.” Joy spoke through a yawn. “Alright, who’s on dream duty tonight?”
“I’ll do it,” Disgust quickly volunteered, jumping at the opportunity. Judging from the day they just had, it was more than likely that the dream was going to be a wet one.
“I’m not gonna argue with that,” Anger said simply. “Have fun with our horndog.”
“‘Night, guys.” Disgust happily waved them off before settling down in front of the console. The dream played up, memories from the past day merged with Riley's fantasies and daydreams to create the perfect cocktail of hotness. Riley walked into her bedroom only to find her mom sprawled out on her bed in nothing but her hockey jersey.
“Why don’t you show me what that hockey stick of yours can do,” she said seductively, spreading her legs and revealing her dripping pussy, wet and waiting to be fucked.
“Oh mama.” Disgust’s eyes were glued to the screen. Not even the unsanctioned hockey pun could ruin the mood as Riley dashed towards the bed, practically tackling her mother and sliding her cock inside her. “This is gonna be good.”