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As a college professor, particularly a dramatic writing instructor, I am
constantly searching out new sources of inspiration for myself and my students.
It was in late fall of last year that I went down a long rabbit hole and
discovered a discussion group about something called the Mother Exchange.
I had never really been a fan of erotic fiction, but there was something very
intriguing about this particular subject.
Maybe it was because it was so taboo, or maybe it was because of some issues in
my own circumstances that I could relate to in some strange way.
But regardless, I couldn't stop reading about it.
Her name was Mrs. Demir.
She had a very handsome son named Nathan.
on a warm weekend one summer she planned a trip to her summer home with her best
friend sophia who brought along her adorable stepson ricky
now
everything seemed innocent enough at the beginning
But as it turns out, a plan of sorts had been set into motion.
Oh, my gosh. Oh, I love it. Thank you so much for inviting us. Oh, my God, you
are so welcome.
It still needs a little bit of work.
That's why I brought Nathan.
He's such a handy fellow.
I knew there was a catch.
Hey, no one rides for free.
Come on, let me show you around.
Now this is where you and Ricky will be staying.
So we're staying in a room?
Seriously, what's up with that?
Come on, guys. The place isn't that big.
You got the big room. Why can't I stay there with you?
Aw, do you really want to sleep with Mommy?
Come on, Nathan. You're 25.
No, that's not what it... Never mind.
You know, you could always stay in my room.
Ew, Mom's gross.
Okay, okay.
We'll figure it out. Don't worry.
Why don't we all just get unpacked and go from there?
Okay.
The first night was a little hectic, but by the next day, everyone was settled
in. Sophia was fast at work on her part in this scheme.
Hey.
Hey. How'd you sleep?
Spent the whole night on a hard sofa, so... Well, you know, I wasn't kidding
when I said you could stay in my room, and that invitation still stands.
I appreciate it, but wouldn't it be a little inappropriate?
Huh. Why?
Because you think we'd fuck?
I didn't say all that, but... Well, I did, so you know where you can find me.
Meanwhile, Siren was getting busy with Ricky.
Clearly, she had a plan as she had been Ricky's sociology professor when he was
in college.
And in fact, that's how she became close friends with his stepmom, Sophia.
You know, I may have been able to teach you sociology, but apparently not how to
wash a plate.
Isn't that what dishwashers are for?
On this trip, you are the dishwasher.
You have to earn your keep.
I mean, look, Nathan's outside hammering nails.
Can I earn my keep some other way?
Well, I might be able to think of something.
Hey, Nathan, you taking a break?
Yeah, you know, I thought I'd check out the sleeping accommodations just in case
I want to take you up on your offer.
Huh.
Well, then maybe you should lie on the bed and see if you like it.
Oh,
you know my mother would not approve of this.
You know, I have a feeling I think she'd be perfectly...
Okay with it. Oh, okay.
Ms.
Demare, I've always had such a big crush on you.
Ever since I saw you in class, I, uh... I know. Trust me.
The feeling was mutual.
And still is.
But the age gap... Wouldn't it be too big of a difference?
Ricky, if you were sick and you had to go see a doctor...
Would you rather have a grad student or a more experienced medical professional
taking care of you?
Experienced professional.
Exactly.
What about my stepmom?
I'm not into weird shit like that.
Oh, no, I meant, um, I just don't want... I know exactly
what you meant.
And don't worry about her.
Besides, I'm sure she's very, very busy at the moment.
See those abs.
There we go.
Oh, fuck.
Good boy.
Fuck.
You knew you wanted it. There we go.
Fuck you are fun.
Nathan,
are you already hard?
I can't breathe.
Oh, God, that feels so good.
Yes.
That's right.
Get used to the bed there.
Thank you.
Mm -hmm.
Definitely hard. Mm -hmm.
Where did this come from?
Oh, you're already so fine.
Can you sit on my face? Yes.
Not yet.
Put your tongue out.
Such a good boy.
It's so close.
I like how eager you are.
You like that
cute little pussy?
You wanna lick it?
Say please.
Please.
Fuck.
Yes, oh my god, oh
Such a good boy.
There we go I
just
needed to use that mouth for a minute
Alright.
Oh, fuck.
Yes.
Yes.
Eat it like you're fucking hungry. I like that.
I feel so good.
You know what I need?
I need your cock down my throat.
Yeah, I do.
My pussy tastes good on your mouth.
Fuck, your pussy just tastes good.
Get that off of me.
Not so shy anymore, are we?
Good.
These nice, young fucking balls right there.
You look like you're enjoying this. Yeah.
You want more? Yeah. Yeah.
That nice warm wet mouth on our cock.
It fits so nicely down my throat.
such a mess.
you so badly.
Oh, God.
I like that I get you so...
I need you inside me.
Fuck, yes.
Yes, right there. Fuck.
Oh, my God.
Yes.
Oh.
Yes.
Fuck,
that feels so good. Oh, my God.
Fuck.
Yes. Oh, my God. Fuck.
God.
I have so much energy.
Fuck.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
There you go. Uh -huh.
Yes.
Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck yes.
Oh my god.
Yes.
Yes. Fuck!
Where did
this side come from?
Wow. Yes.
Fuck.
Oh, that fits so fucking nicely, yes.
Please, fuck yes.
Oh my god, yes, fuck me.
Fuck.
Oh, I'm taking my pussy fucking clutch.
Yes. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh,
fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh,
fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh,
fuck. You're going to stay in this one. Yeah? Yeah, this room. Yeah, right here.
You like this room?
You like this fucking bed?
There we go.
It's super comfy. Oh, I knew I could change your fucking mind. Yes. Fuck.
Oh,
my God.
I love watching your cock slide in.
All the way to the fucking balls.
Yes.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
You are a naughty...
Fucking boy
Perfect
fucking
Fuck. Yes.
Yes. Fuck me. Fuck.
Yes.
There's that fucking confidence.
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Fuck yes.
Yeah,
just like that. Yeah, in circles.
Right over that clit.
Yeah.
All over that wet swollen fucking clit.
See how horny you make me?
Yeah. Yeah.
Just give me what I need.
Yeah. Nice and deep in that tight little pretty pink pussy. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck.
Yes, you feel so good.
Just grind into that fucking cock.
Yes. Right there.
You feel so good.
Here it is.
Ah!
Oh my God, yes, it's a fucking T -shirt.
There it is.
There it fucking is, yes.
Yes. Yes, fuck me. Oh, heart.
Make me carry it.
Make the boy get his fucking phone.
fucking is.
Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Fuck.
That's right.
Yes.
You're going to give me exactly what I want. Yes.
Fuck.
Yes.
Fuck.
Yes, fuck.
Yes.
Yes.
Oh,
God. Yes, give it to me, fuck.
Yes.
Yeah. Oh,
my God. Oh, shit.
Fucking give it to me.
Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Hmm.
Give into your crush.
Thank you.
Do you need some help?
Wait,
you want that as a memento?
hard you're getting.
That's right.
Get in there.
Chef, I'll smother you.
Oh fuck.
I can't believe this is happening.
Oh my god.
That's the real reason for that hole.
Is there something special you want or am I doing good?
That was fun.
Fuck. Fuck.
So good.
Fuck, I can't handle it anymore.
What the fuck?
There's something right there.
Fuck.
Yeah.
Holy fuck.
Fuck.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Fuck.
That's it. Yeah, bitch. Bitch. Fuck. Yes. Fuck.
Yes. Oh, God.
Fucking, he was amazing.
Yes. Oh.
Oh. Fuck, yeah.
Oh. Fuck, yes.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, God, yes.
Oh. Oh.
Again, that was good. I like that.
Which one which one?
I don't like that.
this big weekend.
Right after that orgasm.
Thank you.
Fuck yes. Oh my God. That feels so good. Jesus.
Thank you.
No!
Can't believe I waited so long.
You can come anywhere you want.
I've been waiting so long for it.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck my pussy, I want you to come.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, give it to me, yes, yes.
Give me that, come on.
Oh, my
God,
Ricky.
Oh, nice job.
I say that deserves an A+. I think so.
Hey,
what brings you by?
Can't you see I'm pretending to be busy?
Hi.
Are you still reading that Reddit thread about the Mother Exchange?
Well, there isn't anything new, so I kind of stopped.
But I'm not going to lie, I really enjoy reading about this erotic fiction.
If my students knew, they'd be shocked.
I'm actually thinking about writing my own, under a pseudonym, of course.
I actually discovered that it's not erotic fiction.
What?
It's not fiction at all. That teacher works here.
Wait, how do you know that?
Because ever since you told me about it, I've been pretty obsessed with the
concept, and I've been talking about it a little around campus.
One thing led to another, and her friend who works for the volleyball team told
me all about it.
That's crazy.
Wait, obsessed?
You didn't seem interested at all when I told you.
Yeah, well, then I read it, and I couldn't stop.
We should ask her for places available to rent.
Wait, are you serious?
You'd actually do something like that?
Would you?
Well, what's your stepson doing this weekend?
I think I just discovered what my next writing project is going to be.
That's exactly how you pictured it from the story.
What story?
I mean, not story, the pictures from the rental picture, yeah.
Let's go look around and let them settle in. Good idea.
This place is really cool.
I thought we were going to take it home all weekend, but my stepmom really
insisted we take the trip.
Yeah, I bet she did, dude.
That's so funny.
Dude, have you ever heard of the Mother Exchange?
The hell is that?
I overheard my mom talking to your mom about it.
Check this shit out.
Right here.
And then read that.
Dude.
Yeah.
Play along.
Now at this point, I had no idea that Max had figured out what the mother
exchange was.
Annie and I had our plan in place, but as it turns out, we didn't need a plan
all. Thanks for coming with us, boys.
I mean, we could have come by ourselves, but you never know when you're going to
need some strapping young lads.
Yeah, to protect us from the bears and chop some wood.
Some wood.
Why don't we go pick some berries?
Okay.
I thought you said you wanted to go pick some berries.
It's way too hot outside for that.
Speaking of hot... Max, is there something going on here I don't know
Look, don't tell my stepmom, but I already know what the mother exchange
What?
Look, it's totally fine. It's chill. I wasn't going to come up here. I totally
had plans this weekend.
But I've kind of always had fantasies about you.
Well, if you know about the Mother Exchange, then you know part of the
is the thrill of the chase.
Was I supposed to play hard to get or something?
I mean, okay, if that's what you want.
Oh my god, Mrs. King, here we are, alone together, in some cabin in the woods.
I wonder what we could do to, you know, pass the time together.
Alright, alright, you've proven your point.
I just, I don't want Elizabeth to know how easy this was.
That one's the word.
Hmm.
Oh my god.
Whoa.
Can I feed you both?
Of course you can.
Hello.
Mmm.
Thank you.
Oh my god.
I've been dreaming about this for a while.
I mean, you and me both.
Thank you.
You don't feel so good on my pussy.
You're so pretty.
I love fucking your face Holy shit
Yeah.
Yeah.
Oh my god, it feels so fucking good.
Fucking good.
It came so hard.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God, that was amazing.
Oh, my God, that was better than any of my fantasies.
Oh, shit.
You know, Parker, I have to admit, there might be an ulterior motive as to why I
invited you and your stepmom here for the weekend.
Really? What is it?
Well, I have this affinity for college boys, and...
Whoa, what was that?
Oh, uh, sorry.
Where was I?
Like I was saying, I have an affinity for college boys, and I thought that
you and I can, um... You can kiss me now, Parker.
Oh, right.
Okay, so I should have known he was onto me, but I really wanted to play out
this fantasy as much as I could, and I did.
Hmm.
Bye.
Thank you.
Mmm.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I completed a very explicit story about our adventures in the Mother Exchange,
and the thread really blew up.
I was so proud to be a part of the taboo tradition, and so happy that I also
made a new friend.
Hey. Hi.
I wanted to let you know I read it and loved it.
Cheers. Cheers to the Mother Exchange.
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