Cheating

Rebecca, Do My Bidding CH2

Being a story of fiction I would like some suggestions as to what direction to take this story. Although I do have a story line set up for it, I would like to hear from you guys. Please post some comments with suggestions as to what you would like to see happen to Rebecca and I will try to manipulate the story to be accomodating.

Jeanette chapter 2

Jeanette has just taken an ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours situation’ with her best friend Tommy too far. And yelled at him about it in front of his dad.

Privilege pt 02

Misty & Roo Part II
Co-written with my beloved Editor Molly
Ok so its long and not just a quick fuck, its sensual and a love story, with maybe a hint of something more

He Kissed My Pussy re

He Kissed My Pussy re.
…..I loved his eyes…and the feel of his warm body finally on top of me. We were almost naked. I knew it might…finally happen and right now…..
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….I’m Missy. I’m not skinny anymore. I have nice tits now…but it didn’t start out that way.
….. When Jerry became my step dad, I was already hot for him, even though I was young but of legal age in this state.
….This state has the lowest legal age of all…and I knew it…and so did he. I wanted to have sex with him right away. How could I do this with my mom married to him. I really didn’t care.
…..He was all the things my disappearing dad wasn’t. I loved to stare at him and feel my pussy get wet. I slowly developed plans to get what I wanted. Was it finally going to happen tonight?…..I was betting it would. I couldn’t wait as I had used every woman trick I had ever heard of on him to get him to have sex with me.
I loved the game but now…I’d waited long enough. I wanted him and bad. ’Come on Jerry’ I said to myself…take me like I know you want to. Let’s start having the sex we both want…..
Jerry thought….
…..I thought back about all that had happened to get to this point. It was wonderful, risky, torturous, sexually exciting and I had wanted to fuck Missy for a very long time.
…..I married my wife for business reasons. She married me for a ’meal ticket’. We had a great sex life, until we got married. It went down hill from there. I found she was spending more and more time at her male cousin’s house. He was ’kind of sick’ and she was ’just helping him out‘. In the mean time her daughter Missy had some sort of big crush on me and was aggressive about it.
In the evenings the wife would quickly fall asleep watching TV. and then go to bed. Missy would then come out in her long yellow night gown with a big blanket and sit by me. I would be in my robe. She would cover us both up and snuggle up to me close. Her hands soon began fondling me under the blanket.
Rubbing my legs, chest and stomach. She was a petite girl for her age and had long brown hair, medium small tits, a cute hot figure and great legs. I ’kind of’ resisted her feeling me,… but…. I sure didn’t mind it. I knew better that to touch her, but her touching me?….no rules about that. Her next little trick was to sit on my lap while I was in my recliner…but…only when her mom was gone.
…. Always in that long night gown. She didn’t wear a bra and only tiny little blue panties. She would fold her legs back along side of mine and sit right on my dick. I wore my robe in the evening and mornings. I could feel her pussy open on top of my dick. She would lean back on me and put my arms around her, making sure one arm was resting touching the bottom of her little tits. She would sigh real big and then always had an ’itch’ between her legs. Up came her night gown a little, and she would reach under it and scratch? I couldn’t see but I could tell she was rubbing her clit.
A slow finger movement that took a long time to ’scratch’? No way, she obviously was rubbing her pussy. One time she said: “Now don’t look.” I smiled and closed the one eye she could see. She smiled and raised up to see my other eye open. She raised her night gown up more and put one hand in her panties. That hand lifted her panties up for the other hand, with he other hand she was scratching ‘by’ her pussy. She took a long time scratching ’something’ and her breathing increased.
She checked smiling to see of I was looking. I blinked to take a peek. She grinned and said: “Hey…your peeking Jerry.” I chuckled and she smiled big. All this time I was trying ..not…to get a hard on, but my dick insisted on getting full and a little stiff. Oh my she liked that. She adjusted her pussy on top of my dick.
Missy….
……I got this trick from my girlfriend, who was already having sex with her dad. He would say: “Here, let me scratch that for you and he would finger her pussy. His dick would come up and one time she slipped it in her pussy, when her mom wasn’t around. He fucked her right there the first time. After that they fucked all over the house. Jerry wouldn’t do that, so on to my next trick.
“Carry me to my bedroom daddy.” I would say, and he would. I wouldn’t let go of his neck and drug him down on top of me giggling. It felt so good to have him on top of me, even if it was for a few seconds. I tried to hold him on top of me and feel his big dick on my pussy. It was huge and I think he was afraid what would happen. It took mine and his breath away when his dick pushed against my pussy. This was the best and closest so far and I kept it up each chance I got….
Jerry….
….Her little ’carry me’ trick was torture. My dick felt her warm pussy and went crazy. My one brain cell dick was trying to get out of my shorts and robe. ‘It’… wanted to get her pussy bad. Having her breathing in my ear, spreading her legs apart and hold tight to my neck, didn’t help. If you add up all her little sexy tricks I was getting weak trying not to fuck her….I was loosing the resistance battle.
Missy…..
…..Jerry needed to realize, mom was probably fucking her cousin. I’d seen them sneaking feels from a long time ago. Ok, let her fuck him, and let me have Jerry. It seemed to work out good for everyone in my mind. It was time for my next tricks on Jerry.
…..I got new skates and skate outfit to wear. Of course I came out and just had to show Jerry when mom was over ‘helping’ her cousin. I flipped up the little short skirt to show off how ….opps!…Oh my, it seems I forgot the panties. He sat there delighted. I ask him to put my shoe skates on me. I sat on the couch as he got on his knees on the floor in front of me. I put one leg on his shoulder while he messed with the first skate. His face was now a foot away from my naked slit staring him in the face. I smiled big pulled up the little short skirt and laid my knee over to let him see what he was missing out on. I kept moving my foot as he struggled to get the shoe skate on. I scooted myself closer to him, as if to help. I did all I could to keep him from getting that skate on.
Jerry…..
…..She was up to her sex tricks again and I couldn’t get that skate on this way. Her pussy was open and I could not only see it, but smell her pussy and her perfume. My dick was bent over hard in my jeans now.
…..I could only take so much of this.
…..I grabbed her above her hips and turned her on her back on the couch. I put her one leg up on the back of the couch, and got on my knees on the couch. I moved up with my big boner bulging and held her other beautiful warm leg in tight to my chest. Her eyes went wide like I was going to fuck her right now. I held the one leg and crammed the skate on her foot and laced it up. Her tits were rising up and down with her excited breathing. I held that leg up and bent down and……
kissed her pussy, with a quick firm lick on her clit.
…..She let out a moan of delight. I said: “There…there’s one skate.” I put that leg down. I did the other one. I kissed her pussy again with another quick firm lick on her clit, and said: “There….all finished!”
…..She tried to talk but just panted for air….
Missy…
…..When Jerry kissed my pussy, I got chills all over my body like I had never felt before. I wasn’t expecting that. It took my breath away and my pussy felt heavenly tingles. I wanted more of them and I was determined to get them.
Jerry….
….. I picked her up by her little waist and sat her up. She started to put her arms around my neck to pull me down on top of her. I stopped her and held hands with her. She, with all the drama she could muster started in thanking me and “Oh Jerry, thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you“…and on and on. I interrupted and said: “You can thank me later when moms gone.” Her face lit up as she quick held my face and kissed me with a quick dart from her tongue.
….I decided to have a little fun with her. Now It was me teasing, taunting and bumping feels on her! I started giving her looks like ‘I would love to fuck you girl‘. I would rub against her when no one was looking. I let my hand brush against her sweet little ass. I let my arm or elbow rub against her tits. She was loving this and returned the sneaking of feels. Her hand brushed against my cock, she backed up her little ass against me every chance she got.
Missy….
……Finally I felt I was getting close to having sex with Jerry. Now after those two pussy kisses he gave me, he was responding to me. I was so happy and horny now. I thought about those two pussy kisses as I masturbated about him that night.
….. I can still feel those kisses on my pussy…. if I close my eyes….., but now to take it further and further.
….Mom started staying away more and more now and claimed to helping her poor cousin. She now stayed overnight for days. She forgot one thing when she made a quick stop by…she smelled like aftershave and same smell I noticed when I gave my boyfriend a hand job…cum. Jerry didn’t seem to care as he and I did the house work and grocery shopping. It was time to advance my desire to have sex with him.
….I would wait until he was asleep and the sneak in his bedroom and slowly crawl in bed with him. I would slowly scoot close to him and snuggle up. Now I slept with him every night. Each night I snuggled closer to him. Sometimes he would get a big erection as I watched him tent his pajama bottoms. One night I got brave and as I saw his erection come up, I carefully rested my hand on it. It was warm and big. I started slowly stroking it.
Jerry…..
…..I slowly started waking up to a nice stroking on my cock. I soon realized who it was. I let her have her fun. Soon she reached inside my pajamas and took out my hard cock. No wife to speak of now, and her beautiful sexy daughter giving me a hand job. That was the tipping point.
…..I rolled towards her and slowly reached up her night gown. I felt her warm pussy. She gasp as I ran my finger up and down her slit. Now her hand trembled as she kept stroking me. I could tell her anticipation was at it’s peak. Are we going to have sex…or not?
….. I pulled her towards me and my cock went between her legs. She held onto my cock, pressing it against her pussy and was still able to stroke it some. Her eyes were closed as our lips met. She began quietly moaning as our tongues played. Up went her leg and she began to rub the head of my cock on her wet slit. I massaged her tits and squeezed them gently. I got on top of her while she held my cock, ready to guide it in. Her knees came up and out to her wide open pussy.
….I let it happen…
…..Up and down she guided the head of my cock across her wet pussy lips. She found the spot she wanted and I inched it back and forth slowly in. Her arms went around my neck as her hips responded to my strokes. She moaned in my ear steady. Her legs wrapped around mine and we reach our rocking together motion. She was tight, but soon all smoothed up and our motion speeded up. Her pussy kept contracting around my cock, pulling it in a little deeper each stroke. She started to shake and moan louder…then so loud my ear began to ring. She suddenly started fucking faster and stopped with a long moan as she pulled me deep in her pussy.
….. I shot like a cannon in her. Shot after shot as she moaned loud and her pussy squeezed my cock. She just kept fucking me deep as I shot more. We both tried to breathe deeply to get some air. I got dizzy and wrapped myself around her.
….I don’t remember much after that point. I kind of woke up with my cock still in her and it felt like she had a death grip on me. Her pussy was twitching on my still hard cock. I rolled us off on our sides. I held her sweet ass as we started part two….
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Missy….
……”Hi, is my mom there?…Hi Mom, would you please call before you come by from now on….

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The Winston Family Adventures Pt. 02

Ben Winston is a member of the Army Reserve Medical Corp and had been unexpectedly called to active duty. Catherine had to except a promotion to supervisor on the night shift in order to make ends meet. Ben’s mother volunteered to come and help Catherine and the children while Ben is away on deployment.

Best Friends Part 5 Conclusion

Part 4 was the hardest part for me to write. I knew I had to create a separation for the sake of the characters and the story but I didn’t want to separate them by anger because the real Alex and Emma had never fought or argued about anything so it didn’t make any sense to have them fight or argue in the story. Hopefully the final chapter makes sense and ties it all in together for the reader.
Looking back, it was a pretty big gamble moving back to the states after so many years but it was a gamble I was all too eager to make. There were a lot of unsure emotions going through my head at the time. Was I doing the right thing? Would I find what I was looking for when I did arrive? I knew in my heart that I was making the right decision.
Before I had left, the company I had worked for was also a global company meaning they had plants all over the world so the one I worked at was simply one of many. There had been a corporate tour group from the states that came through my plant one day. The president of the group stayed behind my area after the rest of the group carried the tour on to the next stop. He was a pretty nice guy and with both of us being Americans on foreign soil, the conversation eventually turned to him asking what brought me all the way to Australia. I was honest with him and explained that I had moved there with family several years earlier but admitted I had been strongly interested in moving back very soon. He had then explained that the company had a plant in the state that I had come from. When he told me the town, I was stunned. It was towns about fifteen minutes drive from where I grew up. He had then gave me the information on the plant and told me when I got back to look the place up and he would help me get a job there by giving me permission to use him as a reference. I couldn’t believe my luck. One day I am having anxieties over how things would work out and the next day the cards appear to be falling in all the right places like it was meant to be. My mind was now made up and I was finally leaving Oz.
When I landed in the US, I was picked up at the airport by my grandparents who were my only relatives I still had from back home that were still local. I had talked to them before leaving and they agreed to let me stay with me until I was able to establish myself with a new job and a place of my own.
After establishing a US driver’s license, I immediately looked up the company I had worked for and saw by a sign on their door that they were not hiring for production positions but they were hiring for data entry. I was qualified for that position as well so I went in and filled out an application, not expecting much but to get my foot in the door anyways. I did use the president’s name as a reference like he had offered and it worked. A week or so later I was contacted for an interview and was immediately given an office position.
I didn’t have much of a new life yet besides going to work and come home for dinner and sleep but very often I would get off work and just drive around to familiar places for me, hoping to reacquaint and hoping to maybe run into familiar faces. I would even drive by Em’s house hoping her family had still lived there but I had found out that they had moved quite some time back when I had finally gotten the nerve to just get out of my car and ring the doorbell.
I had been on the job now for a few months and was having just one of them days. It was late morning so I hadn’t fully woken up yet, not in a bad mood and not in a good mood. Just…there, but not necessarily into things that particular day. Unbeknownst to me, things were going to drastically change for me that day. Typing away, I could see through my peripherals that our office manager had come upstairs and had brought someone with him. At first I didn’t pay much attention but I could hear him talk as he made his way around the office that he was clearly showing around a new employee. Again I didn’t pay much attention to what was going on…until I heard him say her name when they got to my desk.
“Alex. This is Emma. She will be joining us starting today as our new receptionist.”
I looked up while holding out my hand to shake hers out of polite habit when you are introduced to someone. Our eyes locks and it took a second to actually register with both of us. After all these years, it was really my Em!
There was so much I wanted to say to her but I obviously couldn’t since she was preoccupied. If one was sharp enough, they could tell by the looks on our faces that there was a connection and a history between us. She smiled as she instantly recognized me too. I could see in her eyes that she was dying to talk to me as much as I was dying to talk to her. It was going to be a very long day and my mind was no longer on my work.
All I could think about was how and when I could talk to her but my mind was put at ease when late in the afternoon I suddenly had an email pop up on my computer from “emmap.” It was brief but to the point.
“Hello stranger. Meet me at the park behind the library after work.”
The library was just a couple of minutes drive away from work but I found myself not being able to get there fast enough. When I pulled up, there was just a few cars in the parking lot that overlooked the peaceful park. Her car was an early nineties model Firebird and was easy to pick out since she was still in her car when I pulled up next to her left. She wasted no time jumping out of her car very quickly and into the passenger seat of mine.
“I can’t believe it. After all this ti…”
I didn’t even get my first sentence out when she threw her arms tightly around me.
“You said you were going to write me everyday you were gone.”
“Em. I did write you all the time. I wrote you while I was on the plane. I wrote you every day after that until I started getting all of my letters sent back to me saying you weren’t at your address anymore…I eventually got one in a strange hand writing saying you hadn’t been eating or sleeping until you had finally moved on to someone else. I had even brought the letters all back with me…Em? What happened after I left?”
She was quiet as if she was wondering where to start.
“I did have trouble eating and sleeping at first because I was missing you like crazy but the birthday present you gave me got me through it in anticipation of your letters. I didn’t move on though. Not for a long time anyways when I thought I was never going to hear from you again. I don’t know who would be terrible enough to tell you such a thing.”
“Like I said, I still have the letters. Maybe you would recognize the hand writing because they didn’t bother to sign it. They said you started seeing Steve. The only Steve that came to mind was seven-minutes-in-heaven-Steve from junior high.”
She suddenly looked like she was going to be sick at the thought.
“Steve? Eww! Never in a million years would that have happened. Things did change dramatically though. A few days after you left, my dad informed me that Anna and I were being enrolled in Catholic school for the following year.”
“Catholic school? What was his reasoning behind that?
“To this day we still don’t know and he would never tell us but I believe it was because he somehow found out about the things you and I used to do.”
“Well that would explain his mood change towards me before I left.”
Not wanting to talk about her dad, I was quick to change the subject.
“So, tell me about yourself. Did you marry? Did you have any children?”
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know that either. She seemed a little uncomfortable talking about it but she finally spoke up.
“I did get married about ten years ago. He treats me OK and I have two kids, a girl and a boy. How about you? Did you ever marry? How long have you been back?”
“I have been back for a few months now. I am staying with my grandparents right now until I establish myself in a job and place of my own. After work, I still have a lot of free time on my hands so I like to drive around and see places I hadn’t seen in a long time like our neighborhood. I had been hoping that I would run into you on one of my outings but it is weird seeing familiar neighborhoods and houses but knowing that someone else is living there now. I think a lot about the times we both had growing up and I can’t help but wonder if what happened with us is now happening with two other kids now. I did eventually get married after several years but that lasted about five years before we realized we should have never been together in the first place. We divorced amicably and thankfully we never had any kids together.”
She was quiet for a moment as she listened to my back story before finally making a suggestion.
“Would you like to see some pictures?”
“Of course, I would love to.”
She seemed a little apprehensive at first but slowly pulled out her wallet while flipping her photos open. I saw her son first and noticed him to be about nine in age and looked a lot like his mom.
“Your son?”
“That would be my little guy Travis. He just turned nine back in June.”
“He’s got his momma’s looks.”
I flipped the page and came to a photo of her daughter. She looked about fifteen and the closer I looked, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something seemed a little different. I was silent as I tried to figure it out and Em had patiently watched my every facial expression to see if I would figure it out. After a minute of concentrated silence, she finally snapped me out of the trance I was in.
“She is your daughter Alex.”
I looked at Emma and then back to picture and that’s where I had finally realized what it was that seemed different to me. I had suddenly realized that I had been looking into my own eyes. It was then that I had started to cry. Emma moved in closer, held my hand, kissed me on the cheek and hugged me close.
“She is so beautiful. What is our daughter’s name?
“I named her Heidi.”
“That is a beautiful name. Does she know about me?”
“Of course, I have told her a lot about her dad. She keeps saying that she hopes she gets to finally meet you someday.”
“Looks like I have a lot to catch up on huh?”
She looked up at me as if recalling that special night so many years ago.
“I remember that last night we had together. I said to you that I wanted as much of you as I could possibly have. I woke up one morning and was a bit nauseous but I didn’t think too much about it. It got to be an everyday thing until I bought a test from the drugstore out of curiosity. It came up positive and I was happy but scared at the same time. I wanted so much to tell you and for you to be here with me while I was going through it.”
My heart sank in a matter of seconds. As she said that, I went from being happy to know that I had fathered a child with the only woman I had ever truly loved to realize that because of someone else, we were robbed of what should have been a very special moment in our lives.
“By the time I found out I was going to have a baby, my dad had already enrolled Anna and I in Catholic school so I kept that a secret from him until I was already at the school. Mom was kind of happy but dad was livid when he found out. For the first time in my life I didn’t care what he thought. I just knew I was blessed to have this connection with you.”
I kissed her on her forehead as I remembered how much I had loved her so much and why.
We talked for a long time until she informed me that she finally had to get going since her husband was probably wondering where she was at.
“It’s my first day on the job today. I will just tell him I stayed later to learn some things. Not exactly lying right?”
“I guess not.” I agreed.
The next day at work was the start of us having many, many, email conversations back and forth. On one hand I loved the conversations we had and they made the day a lot more tolerable. On the other hand there was now a sense of having limited access to a woman I had never been limited to before. She was now married and even though I hated that fact, I had no choice but to accept it because of the hand of fate we were dealt. We still had each other though which was better than nothing. In a way it was like we were spending a lot of time getting to know each other all over again. She told me a lot about our daughter and she also informed me that her parents had divorced several years ago.
Because of our email conversations, I know it put me on the borderline of being fired a few times because my supervisor would walk by in the middle of me typing. All he would have to see was her name on the screen and he would be quick to remind me about company policy. I couldn’t care less. We weren’t hurting anything or anybody and we still got our work done. As friends, the two of us had become inseparable once again.
Because of our many conversations, I had found out that her marriage was good but not entirely a happy one. They did spend a lot of time doing things apart rather than together. She would spend a lot of time with her sisters and friends while he spent a lot of time with his buddies or with his head wrapped around baseball coaching Travis’ little league.
Emma was honest with her family by sitting her husband and Heidi down to let them know that I was back and she was in contact with me. I don’t think her husband was too entirely thrilled about it but she reminded him that there was always a big possibility of it happening someday from the time she met him. Heidi on the other hand was surprised but excited that for the first time she was going to meet her real dad. Emma had arranged a meeting for us to make it official by letting Heidi and I have the time together to ease into things with as little pressure and awkwardness as possible. She had told her husband about it before hand and although he was uncomfortable with it, he accepted the reunion quietly. After our meeting, I would then meet with her whole family so that her husband and her son could finally meet me.
By this time I had already had my own place so I invited Emma and Heidi over for a nice dinner that I had prepared for them. My heart was absolutely pounding before their arrival, not knowing how Heidi would take to me.
When the doorbell rang, I paused and took a deep breath before opening the door. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. On my porch stood the two most beautiful girls I had ever seen. Emma always made my heart skip beats while Heidi stood before me standing a petite four foot ten or so and she had her mother’s thick beautiful hair. Taking a long quiet look at my daughter, I drew her close to me and hugged her tight. With tears in my eyes, I had hoped I didn’t make her uncomfortable but when I felt her hug me tightly in return, I could tell that she was just as happy to see me as I was to see her.
As we broke our hug, I acknowledged Emma with a hug and a kiss on the cheek and invited my girls inside.
“Mmm. Something smells yummy. What are you cooking us?” Asked Emma.
“Just my specialty, chicken enchiladas. Would you ladies like a beverage?”
I already knew Em was a diet coke girl. I was a little curious as to what Heidi preferred not having raised her to find out.
“Mountain Dew for me thanks.”
Yep. She’s definitely her father’s daughter. Mountain Dew is the nectar of the Gods in my longtime opinion. I wondered what other ways she took after her old man.
While dinner was in the oven, we sat in the living room and talked. I was pretty excited to get to know my daughter finally.
“Your mom tells me you are a freshman in high school now. How is that going? You have any favorite subjects?”
“I’m not an honor student or anything but I do ok. I am enjoying high school better than middle school. Less drama anyways.”
Em and I looked knowingly at each other and I could tell we were both suddenly thinking back to our own middle school days and Tonya’s party so many years ago.
“My favorite subjects are creative writing and journalism. I absolutely hate math.”
Yep, definitely her father’s daughter. Math was my worst subject too.
“What kind of things do you enjoy doing?”
I really like music, hanging out with my friends, dancing, and watching movies.”
Ahh music. More common ground that we shared. Did she inherit my taste in music?
“I love music too. Who are your favorite groups?”
“I love Gwen Stephani, the Black Eyed Peas and the Pussycat Dolls.”
Damn. Oh well. We can’t have everything in common I guess. Like all fathers and daughters we have to disagree on some things.
As the evening wore on, we talked a lot more and listened to some of Heidi’s favorite music while her mom and I broke out old photo albums to share with her. We also had many stories to share with our daughter of how we met and the things we used to do together.
As comfortable as we all were, I had excused myself to go to my bedroom and bring out a box I had kept with me for many years. Placing it on the coffee table in front of Em, she had an idea what was in the box although Heidi hadn’t a clue as we both watched Em open it with uncertainty. As she opened it up, she peered inside and immediately recognized the stacks of envelopes as all of the returned letters I had sent her so many years ago. Pulling them out, she showed them to our daughter as she explained what they were.
“You were serious. These are all the letters you wrote to me from Australia.”
“I thought you would like to finally have them after all this time. Better late than never huh?”
Reaching into the box, I pulled out the letter that explained to me that Em had moved on.
“Here is the one letter I had told you about.”
When she took it, she examined the envelope and the postmark carefully as she recognized the hand writing.
“That’s my dads writing.”
She removed the letter from the envelope and started reading as a storm of confused emotions swept her face.
“I am confused. He had always liked you, or so I thought. Why would he write such a letter? So if he knew where to send you a letter, he had kept all of these ones from me. But why?”
The why wasn’t as important to either of us the moment. That was a question best answered from the source itself when the time was ready but for now, we concentrated on enjoying each others company and reading the existing letters out loud.
Heidi seemed to genuinely enjoy the time we were all spending together that by the time Em said it was time for them to go home, it was around midnight and Em wasn’t in the mood to leave which made me feel pretty good. I could tell by her body language and facial expression that Em didn’t want to really leave either but she knew it was late. I didn’t want her to leave either.
Since our meeting, I had taken financial responsibility for my daughter, she would also spend time with me and now had her own room at my house.
I had also finally met her husband and her son Travis at one of his little league games that her husband also coached. He was friendly with me but clearly didn’t have much interest in getting to know me more. Travis on the other hand took to me pretty well. I also got to see some of Em’s family that I hadn’t seen in many years. Her twin Anna was at the game and we got a chance to talk and catch up. I had found out that she had left her husband and had two young boys. Like Em, the years had been very good to the both of them.
Also with the family was their mom who was just as warm friendly and friendly with me as she had always been while Heidi brought along a few friends of hers that she had introduced me to. The game itself was very exciting and the evening was warm and relaxing when I realized that I was happier and content than I had been in a long time.
The day is still just as fresh in my mind now as if it just happened yesterday even though it occurred about four years after we had been reunited. It was a day I saw Em in a great deal of emotional pain at work and of course that always got my attention. When I had confronted her about why she was upset, she had then told me that her husband has been having depression issues lately and has been pushing her away. They sought some medical help for him and his doctor believed him to be bi-polar. After seeing her pain and the hell it put her through, I wouldn’t wish that shit on anyone.
Almost as if she was being put through a test of strength and courage, she had also found out that her dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer. It was a devastating blow that took a lot out of her and I would gladly absorb every bit of the pain she felt if I could.
In the many months that followed, she stuck with it as best as she could and even though she had her good days and very bad days I had always tried to be there for her to fill the void and to ease the pain. Her birthday came up and I had some nice gifts waiting for her on her desk when she got to work that morning. She loved what I did and most likely thought that was it when late morning arrived and a beautiful bouquet of flowers were delivered for her. I wasn’t trying to outdo anyone, least of all her husband. I did it because I genuinely love her, she means everything to me and she deserved it. It wasn’t until the next morning I would find out that I completely made her birthday very special. Her husband on the other hand had totally forgotten her birthday, never even acknowledged it and preferred to roll over burying his nose in a book about baseball and refused to even talk or make love to her. That wouldn’t have even happened to her if I was the one she had gone home to last night. I would have made love to her all night and as badly as I want to sexually ravish her again, that is not something I preferred to act on. I am a close friend, not a home wrecker. I knew in my mind that her marriage wasn’t going to last much longer but if it was going to end; it would be by his hands and not mine.
With summer also came our state fair. Em and I learned that Daughtry would be playing this year in support of his first album. Both of us being big fans of his as well as a mutual friend and co-worker, we all had made plans to go. Her husband by this time was officially bi-polar and was putting the family through a lot of shit. He had become obsessed with religion and he and Em spent even more time apart now than they did before his diagnosis. Mainly it was an escape for her. She told him that she was going to go to a concert that night but she of course didn’t mention that I would be with her. Only our friend Dawn would be going with her.
When we met up at the fair it was early evening. We had gone to the beer garden before the show and had a couple of drinks and socialized.
The show itself was great. We sat in the first several rows while Em had some difficulty seeing because she was five foot two. What can I say, I love short women but I helped her out by trading seats with her for a better view. When he sung “Home”, Em had been standing directly in front of me. I couldn’t resist wrapping my arms around her. She responded by grabbing my arms and wrapping them tighter around her while we both just lost ourselves in the song.
Daughtry put on a fantastic show and proved himself to be about the only decent American Idol to ever come off that show.
After the show, the three of us hung around and took in the carnival sights and sounds looking at all the booths. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she truly looked under all the multi colored lights. She must have noticed me looking closely at her as she returned my gaze with a smile just as beautiful as she is. The atmosphere must have been getting to her too as she suddenly slid her arm through mine and moved in as close as she could. With a contented sigh, I could tell she was more relaxed than she had been in quite a while. One thing was clear. Neither of us was in hurry to leave that night so we walked around, holding hands, and shared a funnel cake before we closed out the fair for the night.
I remember feeling a little discombobulated as we walked Dawn to her car. I didn’t recognize the parking lot we were suddenly in until I remembered that we exited from a different place than where we entered so it was no wonder I didn’t recognize the lot. As we said our goodbyes, I walked Emma to her car where the lot was clearing out fast.
We got to her Santa Fe which was parked next to a fence on the far side of the lot. Most of the cars had already cleared out in that area. She still had a hold of my hand and instead of walking to the driver’s side; she walked me around to the passenger side where we were between her car and the fence out of view from anyone else and in the dark. She stood with her back against her car and wrapped her arms around my neck once again pulling me closer into her and our lips met in a passionate kiss that neither of us was in a hurry to break. Oh how I missed the softness of her lips against mine, the taste of her tongue and the warmth of her sweet breath. There was no husband that night, just the two of us the way it used to be and I didn’t feel a damned bit guilty about it.
I broke the kiss only to set the mood by opening up her passenger door, taking her keys and slipping them into the ignition to find some mood music on the radio. “Faithfully” by Journey. Perfect!
Taking her back into my arms, we began to dance to the soft music as a peaceful calm drifted us off to a place all our own. The music played, our bodies swayed and before I knew it she had turned her body around in my arms so that her butt was grinding seductively into my groin. It didn’t take long for my cock to harden in my shorts to the point of her taking notice which of course made her grind harder against me. With one hand firmly on her hip, my other hand dropped down and was rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her shorts. I was not surprised that her crotch was damp and radiating a lot of heat.
The hand that was holding her waist had slowly moved north until I was now cupping one of her soft breasts underneath her t-shirt. When I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear, I could feel her nipple harden in my hand and her breathing was rapidly increasing until she wasn’t able to take it anymore. She broke free and turned around to face me with a look of hungry lust in her eyes. Grasping the front of my shorts, she undid the snap and the zipper pulling my shorts to the ground and freeing my very hard cock. She then undid the snap and zipper on her shorts and removed hers as well. When she smiled and turned around, she bent herself comfortably over the front seat. Feeling the damp heat of her crotch moments earlier, I already knew she was very wet and ready for entry.
I took my hard cock in hand and lined up to her tight womanhood and slid into her as deep as I could penetrate. A loud moan echoed from her lips the deeper I went and I took hold of her waist while finding the perfect rhythm for the two of us.
This was the first time Em and I actually had sex since our reunion and I was determined to make it last as long as I could because I wasn’t sure when or if it would happen again. All I knew was, being back inside of her like I was now was just like being back home where I belonged. Her muscles were gripping me tightly with each stroke.
“It’s been so long. Fuck me Alex. I miss your hard cock so much. It was always such a perfect fit.”
I knew from one of our many conversations that her being a diabetic, she had a very difficult time giving birth to her son so she had her tubes tied after having him so I knew there was no chance of me getting her pregnant. In a way I was sad about the idea of not being able to conceive another child with the woman I truly loved but at the same time I was also very grateful for the one child that we did create together.
Things were now feeling overwhelmingly good and we had been screwing for several minutes when suddenly we heard a few voices in the close distance. We had froze with my cock still deep inside of her as we hoped to figure out how close the voices were. Since Em had her head comfortably splayed across her passenger seat, I was in the best position to see where the voices were coming from since I was still standing behind Em with a better view of the rest of the parking lot. As we were both very quiet, Em’s pussy gave my cock a few tight noticeable squeezes to get my attention.
“Who is it my handsome man?”
“It’s ok. It’s just a family across the way walking to their car. They don’t even notice us.”
Once the coast was clear, we resumed fucking and if I didn’t know any better I would say that the thrill of almost being caught was a big turn on for Em. Her moans grew louder and she started bucking wildly into me until she was soon overcome with an intense orgasm that would have carried across the rest of the parking lot if she hadn’t been using the seat cushion to muffle her screams. I had kept thrusting into her during her orgasm to keep her as stimulated as possible and to increase the sensation for her.
After she came, I wasn’t far behind her. She had tightened her muscles around my cock and was causing a more intense sensation on the bottom of my shaft every time I was on the out stroke. My balls soon tightened and I had passed the point of no return. Pushing in until my pubic are was firmly pressed against her firm butt, I started to fill her with my cum in a seemingly never ending torrent since I hadn’t had sex for a while. When I had finally finished and slowly pulled out, a little of my spunk had followed the exit and dribbled onto the ground. Em had stood up and we kissed for several minutes before finally putting our clothes on and reluctantly leaving each other for the night. Not because we wanted but because it was very late and Em needed to finally get going.
In the days that followed, things at home were not improving with her husband. In fact they were getting worse. He had moved in with his parents so his mom could take care of him because he was still rejecting his family. Em had finally confessed to me that she was probably done and that she was tired of trying to make it work without success.
A week or so after the concert, we were both at work. The morning was fairly quiet but it didn’t take long for things to change. Em had received a call that led to her running out of the building in tears. Running after her, I already knew what had happened. Her father had passed away in his sleep. As we stood by her car, I took her into my arms and held her tight as she cried on my shoulder.
With her marriage and losing her dad, she was in a pretty dark place and I wanted nothing more than to pull her out of it and give her the comfort that she desperately needed. Especially when I knew her husband wasn’t going to give it to her. It was killing me to see her in the tremendous pain that she was in.
She had taken work leave for almost two weeks between the funeral and other arrangements with her dad’s estate. Work was very lonely not having her around to talk to like I always did but I was there for her nonetheless whether it was to talk to her, lend an ear, or lend a hand. Whatever she needed, I made sure I could provide it for her. We would spend our evenings talking on the phone as long as possible. On one particular conversation she had brought up her dad and one of the last conversations that they had before his passing.
“You know, I finally had a talk with dad a couple of days before he passed away.”
My curiosity was now piqued.
“Oh?”
I asked him about the letter and the whole catholic school thing.”
“What did he tell you?”
He didn’t want to say anything but I made him tell me. Apparently he had an idea that you and I were having sex. He had heard us early one morning when you walked me home and immediately thought the worst although he didn’t want to come out and talk to me about it. He talked to mom and he also talked to your parents but was met with mixed opinions. My dad and your mom were the only ones that were against our being together sexually. My mom and your dad were reasonable ok with.”
“I still don’t understand why they didn’t feel like they could come and talk to us if they had issues with it.”
“He had also confessed to me that your move to Australia and my enrollment in catholic school were orchestrated to separate us for good. My dad and your mom planned the whole thing.”
I was stunned. After all these years, the truth finally came out. I was livid that these two individuals had bitterly robbed us because they were too blind to understand what she and I had together. Hate and grudges were tempting but not an option. They may have robbed us of the life we could have had together, but we were back and still just as close as we were when I left. If anything, we proved that true love can never be permanently separated.
It took some time but once the dust had settled, her dads house had finally sold and the sisters were able to get back to some semblance of normal now that they had time to grieve and say goodbye in their own ways.
Em had made one last ditch effort to save her marriage by agreeing to go to a church marriage counselor at her husband’s request. The first visit went better than she had expected with the counselor backing her up saying that her husband needed to put more effort into courting his wife back into his life. As good an idea as that may have been, I couldn’t imagine him wanting to put that kind of effort into saving anything much less his marriage. As far as Em was concerned it was too little too late. Deep down in her heart, she knew it and even her kids knew it was over.
It was about eleven thirty at night when my cell phone on my night stand rang. I hadn’t been asleep long but I blindly reached for it and saw it was Em when I looked at the display.
“Hey beautiful, what’s going on?”
By the sounds I was hearing, it was obvious that she had been crying before I heard her speak.
“Em. What’s wrong? Where are you at?”
Through her tear choked voice, she finally answered.
“I am at home. Just having a hot bath.”
Is everything OK? You don’t normally call me this late. Not that I am complaining or anything. I always love to hear your voice no matter the time of day.”
I could hear her smile a little bit through the phone.
“I’m OK…I am doing it Alex”
A million thing could have gone through my head at that point and I am pretty sure I knew exactly what she was talking about. I just needed to hear her say it.
“What exactly are you doing Em?”
“I am leaving Chuck. I can’t do it anymore Alex.”
I wasn’t sure what to say or how to respond to that without sounding overjoyed when she was obviously hurting. I said the only thing I could think at that moment.
“I am proud of you babe. You deserve a hell of a lot better than what he has been handing you. Have you told him yet?”
“Not yet. He is still living with his mom and dad. We rarely talk anymore.”
“Do you have a plan yet?”
“Not yet. I just decided it tonight. I was going to talk to my sister and see if she would let the kids and I stay with her until I could figure things out.”
“That’s not necessary you know?”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because you have a safe haven here. You always have, you know that. I have plenty of room for all three of you. If you are interested anyway? Heidi already has a room here anyways.”
She grew quiet as she was obviously contemplating my offer.
“You always were so good to me.”
“We always were good to each other. And we were also always there for each other.”
“That’s true.” she agreed.
“If you are absolutely sure this is what you want to do, just say the word. I will help pack you up.”
There was more silence before she finally spoke.
“I love you Alex. I always have and always will.”
“I love you too baby. I never stopped.”
The next day was a Saturday and as it so happened, Chuck was off halfway across the state on a family camping trip which worked out perfect since he wouldn’t be in our hair. I had rented a U Haul so we were able to get everything her and the kids wanted in one trip. It only took about half the day so by days end, I treated us to a nice dinner for the hard work.
The day itself had been somewhat hot and humid so with some air conditioning, we worked late unpacking and getting everybody settled in. The kids had crashed in their rooms about eleven while Em and I turned in about midnight where we both fell asleep rather quickly from a long exhausting day.
Having Em in bed with me once again after all these years was an incredible feeing. Knowing neither of us had to wake up in the early morning hours so I could quietly walk her back to her house across the street was an even better feeling.
About three o’clock in the morning, I opened my eyes to the sound of a loud thunder storm in progress. No longer seven years old, I laid in bed peacefully enjoying the sounds when I felt Em snuggle closer to me laying her head on my shoulder and draping her arm across my chest. I reciprocated by putting my arm around her to hold her close. When I heard her soft contented breathing, one thing was for certain. Neither of us were seven anymore. What used to bring us fear now only brought us calm in a very familiar way.
I had long been in the habit of sleeping in the buff. Not only was it much more comfortable but on a warm evening like what we had, it was also cooler. Em apparently had the same mindset as I was enjoying the feel of her soft bare skin pressed to mine.
I was not surprised when I felt her hand slide down my chest and softly fondle my balls. In the dark, we were facing each other as her hand roamed my body. When a brilliant flash of lightning lit up the room, we discovered that we were both smiling at each other obviously remembering and ready to recreate that same stormy night so many years ago.
As Em took my cock into her hand, we could both feel it harden in her hand as she gently stroked me. Pressing my lips to hers, I kissed her deeply while I fondled one of her breasts and she moaned softly as her nipple hardened in my hand.
Craving more of each other, we broke our kiss and re-positioned ourselves into a 69 position. Em took my cock in hand giving it a series of seductive licks before taking the fist couple of inches into her mouth. With her delectable pussy just in front of my face, I was more than ready to taste her sweet juices that were already starting to leak from her honey hole. My lips completely covered her womanhood as if I was passionately kissing her but I used the opportunity to drink up her secreting fluids by swabbing her lips and slit with my tongue before poking into her wet opening. At the same time, my thumb had found her clit and was gently massaging it.
Her hot lips slid slowly down the length of my hard shaft creating the most amazing sensations enhanced when her tongue would swirl around the head of my cock and teasing my frenulum. When the head of my cock would reach the back of her throat, I was sucking on her clit creating a humming sound that sent a vibrating pulse through her love button that had her cumming onto my tongue.
When Em gained her breath, she swung around and climbed on top of me. With a hungry look in her eyes, she took hold of my cock, lined the head up to her wet opening and sat slowly down until I was completely inside of her. As she started a grind, I began a thrust until we found a beautiful rhythm.
Outside the storm was still raging but was showing signs of settling while an occasional flash of lightning would illuminate the naked beauty riding me into the night. He pussy muscles would grip me tight on each upstroke while my hands fondled her bare breasts.
Switching positions, I held her by her ass and turned us over where she was now laying on her back with her head resting on the pillows. Her legs splayed open exposing her beautiful open pussy for my taking. As I moved between her legs, I took my hard cock in my hand and slid inside of her as far as I could go.
Lightning illuminated the room to show me her head tilted back with a look of ecstasy washing her face.
As I thrusted into her, I reached down and massaged her clit once again with the pad of my thumb while her legs draped over my shoulders.
Lightning flashed once again and I was overcome by the sudden sight of her breasts swaying back and forth, up and down with each thrust.
As her muscles squeezed me tight, I was now over the edge. My balls tightened and the head of my cock inflated inside of my lover and I filled her with spurt after spurt full of my creamy seed.
When we finished, I collapsed by her side holding her face in my hands and kissing her deep while we drifted off back to sleep with the rumbling storm now in the far off distance. We were no longer seven but two people who were still very much in love.
Chuck was certainly not happy that Emma had filed for divorce and showed it by trying to make things very difficult every step of the way which both angered and confused me. He spent so much time pushing her away and now that she has moved on he has now realized that she’s no longer going to be there waiting for him to get his collective shit together. I guess that’s what happens when you take things for granted. With Chuck’s logic, she was only worth fighting for now but not when she was still with him putting up with all of his shit. He was too stupid to realize that if he had put that much effort into his marriage he would probably still be married to her.
Em’s divorce became final about four months after she filed. Em and I married a year later in a nice beach side ceremony surrounded by close friends and family. As I placed the ring on her finger, I leaned in and whispered softly to her;
“I told you I would be back to give you the real thing.”

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my Daughter In Law part 2

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My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move
By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013)
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
So I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was now in, it wasn’t like I could live there anyway. I was at my wit’s end about where to go as I’m cheap and didn’t wish to pay to stay in a hotel for the next few weeks minimum. That’s when my girlfriend Annette came up with what seemed to be the perfect solution at the time.
I could move in with her for the duration and once my place was ready I’d go back home. Now she and I had been dating for around eight months and I thought we had a really good thing going. For our own reasons neither one of us was looking to get really serious in our relationship. In my case I was just the modern guy who enjoyed never fully growing up and because of this Annette was perfect for me.
Her story was that she was divorced and lived in her own house along with her daughter who was attending college. Because her marriage had ended badly when Annette caught her husband messing around with her best friend she had no intention of going through that again.
So since her divorce five years earlier she’d rarely dated but she had accepted when I asked her out. Since I was twelve years younger than she was Annette was flattered when I hit on her and my good looks didn‘t hurt. Truthfully I’d been unaware of the age gap as she looked younger than her age not that I cared how old she was. I’d seen her at the mall and I was struck by how attractive she was so I decided I had to make a move. Normally I didn’t do things like that on the spur of the moment but that day something compelled me to.
We hit it off right away and on our second date she came back with me to my apartment for a ‘nightcap‘. It had been quite some time since she’d gotten any so she let her hair down, and then some! Annette is usually quite reserved and conservative in many ways but that night she lost all inhibitions. We alternated between making love and rutting like beasts until we finally collapsed due to exhaustion the next morning.
Things never quite reached that crazy height again but we had a lot of good times. We’d have sex at least three nights a week and it would often be more. It was almost always at my place and even when it was at Annette’s I never spent the whole night there. She felt uncomfortable about me staying she said with her teenage daughter living at home. Truthfully I suspected it was because she didn’t want to get too close but it didn’t bother me as I was happy with the arrangement the way it was. That way it allowed me to hang with my buds a few nights a week while still getting steady action.
We’d often go to the movies and dinner and whenever needed, be the other’s escort to whatever event they had to attend. Usually it was one of her many business functions except in the case of a slacker buddy of mine finally biting the bullet and marrying his baby mama. Either way it was cool with me, as generally Annette would be wearing some little black dress and we’d have sex later in the evening.
So I saw no pitfalls in her suggestion and welcomed it with open arms. I hoped I might get a little more nookie staying at her house though she informed me I’d be staying in the guest room for appearances sake. Either way I’d be saving money which certainly was a good thing.
Let me add that I got along with her daughter Vanessa swimmingly. We’d met soon after her mother and I started to date and we had a lot in common. Since I was actually closer in age to Vanessa than her mother we liked a lot of the same music and pop cultural things. In fact during the first week I stayed there one night she and I had a great time playing one of her video games together for hours.
Annette actually felt a little left out and envious about it all. Of course we asked if she wanted to join in but she didn’t want to waste her time on such ‘childish’ things. Still she managed to get me to quit by whispering in my ear to meet her in the bedroom for a different kind of game. That was the only night I was there that such a thing happened. Other times she would slip into the guest room late at night but only after Vanessa had turned in for the evening or when her daughter was out. Either way once we were finished she would leave soon after.
So for the first week everything worked out well and I even went out one night with my friends. There was only one thing out of the ordinary that happened and it was a little embarrassing. Though the house had two bathrooms only one was a full bath with a shower and tub. So in the morning we all had to scramble to get ready without impeding anyone else. Since I was the guest there, I felt I should do my best to minimize impacting Annette or Vanessa. So I’d get up really early and use the bathroom first; freeing it up so they could follow their regular schedule.
On Thursday morning I’d showered and dressed early and gone downstairs to have some coffee before leaving for work. I chilled until it was time to go when I realized I’d forgotten my car keys upstairs. At my apartment I kept them on a hook by the door so I’d just grab them when heading out but here I was unable to follow my normal routine.
So I dashed upstairs to retrieve them when at the same exact time Vanessa happened to be going from her bedroom to the bathroom. Maybe it was because she thought I’d left already or she was just used to it being only her and her mother living there. Whatever the reason was, as I rushed toward the guest room she emerged from her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes while only wearing a bra and panties.
When I saw her like that my eyes must have bugged out of my head and I stopped dead in my tracks. Vanessa also stopped but she had an amused look on her face. It took me a moment before I realized I was staring at her skimpily dressed body so I turned away while mumbling an apology.
“Uhh, sorry about that Vanessa” I managed to get out with my face turning beet red.
“Think nothing of it Brad” she replied before slowly sauntering toward the bathroom.
Under the circumstances I should have just hurried to get my keys but I couldn’t. Almost under compulsion I swiveled my head and watched Vanessa pass me by and enter the bathroom. She then turned and stared straight at me while smiling before closing the door. Once it shut my body was able to move again. Grabbing my keys I hurried downstairs and out the door.
My whole drive to work I couldn’t stop thinking about what I‘d seen. The sight of all her exposed flesh wasn’t something I could easily forget, if ever, and my erection was proof of that. For though Annette was an attractive, sexy woman and I loved being with her she was very slim with tiny breasts and a small ass while her daughter was round and voluptuous with an exaggerated hourglass figure.
Vanessa could best be described as being thick or a little chubby or whatever you wanted to call it, but damn what curves she had! Her breasts were round, full and large and half of them had been spilling out the top of her black brassiere. Her waist was soft and not small but it was in proportion to her even bigger hips and butt which had been encased in bikini leopard print panties. Somehow I was able to make it to work sane and I was determined to not think of what I’d seen but it wasn’t easy.
That night I felt a little bit awkward about earlier but Vanessa didn’t mention it so I relaxed. She acted normally so I was able to as well and we all had a pleasant evening. The only thing I told them about was a temporary change to my work schedule. Because as sometimes is the case with my job I had to change my shift for the following week. Instead of working from seven in the morning until three in the afternoon like usual I’d be working from three until eleven at night.
That certainly threw a wrench into things as far as my sex life was concerned and for the first half of the week Annette and I were unable to connect. So by Thursday morning I was a little on edge so I decided to take a chance. Knowing that Vanessa had early classes that day I sneaked into Annette’s bedroom around the time she got up. She was already awake but still in bed.
“Yes Brad?” she asked as she sat up.
After closing the door behind me I gave her, or more accurately showed her my reply by opening my robe to reveal my erection. Annette gave a big smile when she saw it and beckoned me forward with her finger. Wasting no time I closed the distance between myself and the bed and once there pulled the covers from her body. She was wearing a matching blue camisole and boy shorts and looked good enough to eat. In fact that was what I planned to do so I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her boy shorts and pulled them down and off.
Annette giggled when I did this but then she said “We have to hurry Brad. I need to get ready for work and I can’t be late.”
“No problem babe but you should have time for a quickie” I replied as I pulled her body to the edge of the mattress so her legs were dangling off.
I knelt down between them and since I had no time for preliminaries I immediately buried my face by her pussy. Normally I would at the least tease her or go slow to build the fire but not then. My tongue ran the length of her lips, starting at the bottom and working my way up until I reached her clit which was partially obscured by her curly, brown pubic hair.
Annette kept her bush cut short and neatly trimmed but she didn’t shave down there unlike the younger women I had dated before her. After a few licks she was already getting wet and when my tongue speared her inner juiciness I could already smell her aroused, musky scent. Moistening my thumb with saliva I used it to gently circle her clit as my tongue probed as deeply as it could reach. I made circular movements with my tongue as it was buried in her allowing me to lash her tasty inner walls.
Annette moaned appreciatively from my efforts as her hand ran through my hair. Usually I’d take my time in guiding her to her first orgasm and it would be just one of many. I confess I love to eat pussy and I had since the first time I’d been blessed with the opportunity to do so when I was a teenager with young Bridget Flynn. But since we were in a hurry and I wanted to make sure we had time for my own pleasure as well, I pulled out all the stops.
After reluctantly removing my tongue from her womanly crevice I slid one of my fingers inside to take its place. This allowed my tongue to again seek out her little nubbin which it soon did. Annette let out a throaty moan as my finger frigged her juicy hole rapidly. It made a squishing sound as it sank in her canal before I would pull it back with her muscles reluctantly yielding to my retreat.
Knowing time was of the essence I worked a second finger in her though she was still tight and drove it all the way in. Then while continuing to lick her clit I also sucked it between my lips bringing her to the precipice of pleasure. Increasing the speed of my fingers was enough to push her off it as I thrust them to their full length.
Her internal muscles clamped onto my digits and her grip tightened on my hair. For my part I kept licking and sucking her clit though I was no longer able to keep finger fucking her. Still I managed to wriggle them around a bit which certainly increased her pleasure. Annette was biting her lip to prevent from screaming out loud but she was still emitting a number of low, throaty moans.
Once she began to recover I got to my feet and moved between her thighs with my knees bent so I was at the perfect height. Only then did I withdraw my fingers and as I did Annette grasped my cock right below the shaft. She guided it to her entrance and after first rubbing it a few times against her wetness to lubricate it she positioned it between her lips at the entrance.
Taking it from there I pushed my hips forward a little which was enough to work my mushroom head inside Annette. She groaned with pleasure as I did and it became louder as I was able to sink deeper which was greatly aided when I lifted her legs and held them in midair. Using a number of short, rapid thrusts allowed me to keep going until I had my full length inside her open gates of paradise.
For the next couple of minutes I drove in and out of her sweet, sticky treasure at a good clip. I reveled in the way she felt on my shaft and how her yoga trained muscles constricted along its length. I could tell by her moans that she was really enjoying herself and believe me so was I. Soon Annette reached out and grabbed my thighs as I slid in and out of her aroused pink pussy.
“Come on Brad; get on the bed. I want to feel your skin against mine” she pleaded between moans of pleasure.
Though I was enjoying the position we were in and I knew I was at the right angle to really rock her world I went along with her suggestion after first delivering a few more hard thrusts. Adjusting her body position slightly I crawled onto the bed while remaining in her and once I had I leaned forward and rested on my elbows. This brought our bodies into close contact the length of our torsos and it also allowed Annette to grab hold of my ass.
Her skin felt hot against mine and our sweaty bodies slid against one another as I continued my thrusting. Now in this position and with Annette’s hands keeping me buried deep I was unable to drive my full length; so instead I ground into her. I was also able to rotate my hips in a circular motion which she eagerly responded to.
“Oh yes Brad, that’s it! Don’t stop baby” she whispered in my ear to spur me on.
Our lips found each other’s and we kissed. Ever since our first kiss I’d marveled how soft her lips were and how sweet they tasted. One could get drunk on them if one had the time. Unfortunately life intruded this morning when I knew time was in short supply. So I broke our kiss reluctantly. My hips rose and fell like a derrick with her hands assisting them and I could hear her breathing getting short and ragged. I sped up as much as I could and I was rewarded a minute later when she let out a wail.
“Oh yessss!” she cried out as she climaxed and I joined her seconds later.
My organ swelled inside Vanessa and then I felt my balls release my load. Since it had been a few days since I’d cum, I soaked her pussy with many jets of my white, liquid love. With a satisfied groan my body sank onto hers when no more ejaculate was left. We stayed like that for less than a minute when she prodded me with her finger.
“Sorry Brad; but you need to get off me or I’ll be late” she told me in a business like tone.
Somehow I managed to push myself up and roll off her at which point she scrambled off the bed and rushed out the room and to the bathroom. For a few minutes I lay there and enjoyed the post coital buzz but since I now felt sleepy I knew I had to leave. No doubt if she found me still in bed and worse me being asleep then she’d ask me to leave so I saved her the trouble.
Pulling on my robe I went back to the guest room and climbed under the covers for some shuteye. When I woke up a few hours later it was just past eleven in the morning. Though there was still some time before I had to get ready for work I decided to hop in the shower. Fifteen minutes later with a towel wrapped around my waist I was shaving when I heard the bathroom door open. Turning I was surprised to see Vanessa just inside the room wearing a thigh length red silk robe.
“Oh sorry Brad. I didn’t realize you were in here” she said with an enigmatic smile on her face.
While I certainly wasn’t going to accuse her of lying I found her statement a bit hard to swallow. The door had been closed with the water running and the light on, so even if she hadn’t heard the shower a little bit earlier it didn’t make much sense.
“Umm Vanessa, I thought you had classes today?” I asked.
“Oh I did but I decided to skip them today. Don’t tell my mom please, you know how she gets. It can be our little secret, like what happened the other morning” she said with a wink.
I laughed nervously in response to her statement but I knew what she meant in regards to how Annette can get. Living with her had shown me a different side to her. Not that she wasn’t a great lady and I’d known she was reserved but she could also be a little uptight as well; especially about her house and things like that.
She and Vanessa were like oil and water on that subject as Vanessa was very laid back and sloppy. Annette was neat and anal, retentive that is, not sexually. I’d witnessed a couple of minor shouting matches over the state of Vanessa’s messy room and such things including Vanessa not taking college seriously enough. So I understood her not wanting her mother to know she decided to take the day off. But it also meant Vanessa had been home earlier when I’d assumed she was at class. She must have been sleeping I thought or she’d have heard us for sure.
“So what are you doing Brad?” she asked as she drew closer.
“Well it should be obvious I’m shaving” I told her while trying and failing to remain focused on what I was doing.
“Do you mind if I watch? When I was a little girl I’d watch my dad shave sometimes.”
“I guess its okay. No harm I can see in it” I lied.
Vanessa brushed past me and actually perched herself on top of the vanity. To say she was now distracting me was the understatement of the century. There was no way to avoid seeing her as I watched myself shave in the mirror even if she sat quietly; but she didn’t. First she flicked her dyed blond hair about before leaning forward and actually lightly touching my pectoral muscle with her painted fingertips.
“Brad I see staying here hasn’t stopped you from finding time for the gym. You’re in such great shape. Maybe you can help me with some advice. I always intend to exercise more but then something comes up and I don’t follow through. Plus as you can see I love having dessert and it goes right to my hips.”
When she said that Vanessa took her hand off my chest while crossing her legs and brought it down to her ample hip. Like I was hypnotized my eyes followed her hand as it slid down her body to its new resting place. Along the way I got a great view of her exposed cleavage as her robe had loosened a bit as she moved. Either I was imagining things or Vanessa wasn’t wearing anything underneath her robe because a lot of her pale white breasts were showing and I saw no hint of material.
On top of that I was able to clearly make out the shape of her nipples as they strained against the silk robe. Add to that her robe had ridden up her thigh revealing plenty of her shapely legs. Stifling a choking sound I tore my eyes away from her and again tried to resume shaving. Unfortunately my hand shook a bit and I managed to nick myself with the razor.
“Ooh I’m sorry Brad. Here I am distracting you and now you’ve cut yourself” Vanessa cooed.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it” I replied, my voice sounding hoarse to me.
She slid off the vanity and stood so close I could smell her and I could feel her warm breath on my skin.
“I can’t help worrying about it Brad, especially since that’s not the only effect I’m having on you.”
After saying that I felt her hand on top of the towel right on my growing bulge. I’d been fighting a losing battle in trying to prevent from getting hard and that was the final straw.
“Vanessa we can’t…” was all I got out before her other hand yanked the towel off me.
My semi-erect cock popped up once it was uncovered and as soon as it did Vanessa wrapped her hand around it. That forced a groan from my lips which only got louder as she stroked it slowly.
“Did I cause this Brad? That wasn’t very nice of me, was it?”
“What are you doing to me?” I gasped though it was pretty clear to us both.
“Well after the other day when you saw me I thought it would be only fair if I saw you too. I didn’t really plan on this happening. But I got so horny listening to you and my mom earlier that I didn’t know what to do. Then I saw you liked what you saw, so…”
At that point Vanessa bent at the waist and angled my cock in her direction as she opened her mouth. In my half hard state Vanessa was able to easily engulf me and I felt her tongue licking as she swallowed me. I dropped the razor into the sink and grabbed her by the hair. Her hand guided my body in turning in her direction so that she was now right in front of me. While keeping her mouth on my hardening cock Vanessa managed to bend her knees until she was in a crouching position.
That allowed her to grab hold of my ass and pull me forward. For the next minute the only sounds were of her noisily slurping as she sucked me and my answering grunts and groans. During this time my cock reached its full size but Vanessa was able to keep most of it in her wet mouth. In fact more than once she took my cock to its root allowing me to slide into her throat. After one time where she held it like that for at least thirty seconds she pulled her head off me, releasing my member.
“You have a nice cock Brad. I’m really enjoying sucking it but then I’ve always been a cocksucker since I was young.”
“I can tell” I replied as she now started running her tongue the length of my shaft.
After licking it for a while as her hand fondled my balls Vanessa worked her mouth down and sucked one into her mouth. As she sucked on it she also swirled her tongue around it, really impressing me with her oral talent. Then without warning she pulled her mouth from me and shrugged her shoulders so her robe slipped down some and her large, full breasts were free.
Using one hand she guided my erection between them and once there Vanessa pushed them together against my swollen flesh. She moved her body just enough that my erection slid back and forth between her succulent breasts and the feeling was enjoyable to say the least. When she also managed to swallow my head while continuing to squeeze my shaft with her breasts I was almost beside myself with pleasure. If nothing else this reminded me why I so loved big bosomed girls.
Just when I didn’t think I could take anymore without exploding Vanessa suddenly released my cock and stood. Without a word she turned and walked to the door and opened it. I stood there, not sure if I should be grateful to her for stopping before it was too late or I should wring her neck, when she turned her head. The robe slid off her body showing she had on one thing under her robe – a frilly red thong which drew my eyes to her big round ass.
“If you want to continue this then follow me” she said before giggling and with that she strutted down the hall.
It took me all of ten seconds to wipe away the remaining shaving cream from my half shaven face and after picking up her discarded robe I hurried toward Vanessa’s room. The door was open and I saw her sitting on the bed with a come hither expression on her pretty face. Once I reached her she wasted no time but again took me into her wanton mouth.
Her lips slid along my full length as her tongue swirled against the bottom of my shaft forcing a groan from me. Vanessa bobbed her head as she swallowed me deeply before pulling off while leaving a hanging strand of saliva on my cock.
“Brad I have an idea. Why don’t you lie down and get comfortable so I can try something.”
Once I was stretched out on the mattress Vanessa removed the belt from her robe and crawled toward me on the bed. Playfully she wrapped it around my wrists after which I allowed her to raise my arms above my head. She tied it to the headboard next but I wasn’t worried knowing that it wasn’t tight enough to actually keep me captive. But I found it kind of hot so I went along with her game.
I was rewarded by Vanessa straddling my torso and leaning down to kiss me. When our lips met an electric shock went through my body and I discovered that her mother wasn’t the only good kisser in the family. Her full lips parted and my tongue slithered into her mouth where her tongue met mine. They circled and danced with each other for a time until she pulled her head away from me. She swooped in again and kissed me but it was brief and this time she ended it by biting my lip.
Vanessa must have liked doing that as I saw amusement reflected in her big, brown eyes but right afterwards she leaned down so that her long blonde hair trailed across my skin. She worked her way down my body and as she did her hair teased me the whole way. From my chest to my stomach and from there to my swollen groin and beyond that to my legs.
Then her hand grasped my hard cock at the base and tilted it up at a forty five degree angle from my supine body. She started to lick it now, her nimble tongue exploring every bit of it from the base to the swollen crown and back again. While she did this she rested her pelvis on my leg and I could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her pussy through the material of her thong.
In fact the longer she worked me over, the wetter she became. Vanessa was obviously someone who became really turned on by sucking cock. She then started to squirm on my leg, grinding her mound against it and she was letting out tiny moans as she did so. This was too much for me so I had to say something.
“Vanessa it’s pretty clear that you’re turned on right now. Why don’t you let me go so I can return the favor and lick your hot little pussy for you.”
Her eyes met mine as she still was licking me but a few seconds later she stopped.
“You want to eat me Brad? That is so hot.”
She let go of my erection and then slid up my body until she was over my chest. As I watched she pulled the thong to one side and I saw her sweet peach for the first time. Unlike her mom she was totally bare down there with not a wisp of hair remaining. Her pussy was swollen and I could clearly see the juice inside her fruit and I greatly desired to taste her. I extended my tongue and wagged it from side to side in an invitation that Vanessa immediately accepted.
She scooted her body forward just a little and I also raised my head to meet her. Once her pussy reached the range of my tongue I licked it prompting a squeal from her. Her hands grabbed me by the hair as I ran my tongue the length of her delicious pussy lips but she wanted more.
“Put it inside me and fuck me with your tongue” Vanessa demanded to which I eagerly complied.
I pushed my tongue out to its limit and rocked my head up and down to drive it as far into her as I could reach. As I did she aided me by pulling on my hair and pushing her pelvis toward me at the same time. In this position my nose bumped into her erect clit as we came together and soon she was moaning uncontrollably.
“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t stop, I’m almost there” she called out so I somehow increased the speed of my head and neck.
That sure did the trick as in less than a minute Vanessa let out a drawn out wail while clamping her large thighs on my head. I felt her body shaking in the throes of passion and my tongue was bathed by an increased flow of her intoxicating womanly nectar. This went on for a while before her legs loosened around my head. As much as I’d enjoyed it I lowered my head back because my breathing had been restricted a little, though I couldn’t imagine a better way to go than being smothered by Vanessa’s succulent pussy.
Once I’d taken a few big gulps of air I brought my face up again and I resumed licking Vanessa. She smiled as I did and when I zeroed in on her clit she oohed and aahed. I circled around it then flicked it with my tongue before circling it once again. Her fingers gently ran through my hair as I licked her sex feverishly. Occasionally I’d move south and lick her lips and inside her juicy core before again returning to her swollen clit. After a while her breathing became faster and louder so I picked up the pace with my tongue. I knew I hit the jackpot when her hand suddenly pulled hard on my hair and she groaned loudly.
With a sigh Vanessa leaned back as she recovered from her latest orgasm as I continued to lick her. Finally she let go of my hair and moved down my body. During this period of oral delight I stayed as hard as a steel beam and my reward was on its way down. As soon as she was straddling my hips she reached down and took hold of my erect cock.
She guided it to her entrance and sank down on it impaling herself. Vanessa let out a gasp as my cock filled her tight hole and once she bottomed out she raised her hips up until only my head remained in her. She teased me by then rotating on my swollen crown but her lust got the better of her and she sank down again onto my shaft.
“Vanessa if you want, lean down so I can suck on those delicious looking nipples while you ride me” I told her lustfully.
My suggestion must have appealed to her as seconds later I was suckling on her large breast while of course paying special attention to her tasty nipple. She rested her hands on my chest as she rode me and the breast that wasn’t in my mouth swayed gently as she did. I could taste the saltiness of her sweat as my mouth sucked her and my tongue lashed her hard nipple. Vanessa groaned appreciatively from that or maybe it was from the feeling of being filled by my thickness.
Either way she was making a lot of noise but she was a wild one. Suddenly she stopped moving her hips and instead sat upright pulling her tasty breast away from me. Before I had a chance to complain she began to rotate her hips in a circular movement while running the tips of her fingernails down my torso lightly.
“Damn Vanessa you are something else” I exclaimed as I started to pump upwards rapidly.
That caught her off guard for a moment but she soon recovered by reaching back and taking my balls in her hand and gently squeezing them causing me to moan loudly.
“You have no idea Brad. But tell me something baby, now that you’ve tried us both. Who’s a better fuck, me or my mom?”
She laughed after she said this but that was probably due to the shocked expression on my face. Not that there was any way I planned on going there with her but Vanessa was persistent, I’ll give her that.
“Come on Brad, I want an answer. That is if you want me to make you cum.”
There was no way I’d let myself be forced into that but I also intended on cumming. So I simply twisted my wrists around until my hands were free which surprised Vanessa. Then I grabbed around her waist and rolled our bodies so I ended up on top of her large soft body. Thankfully she released ‘my boys’ when this happened leading to no damage.
“That’s not an appropriate question Vanessa but I’ll say your bondage skills suck” I told her right before I started to pound her hard.
For the next few minutes she couldn’t get a word in as I drove deep with every thrust; the most she could do was moan. She certainly had more cushion for the pushing, that’s for sure. This position was more to my liking anyway, especially for making me cum so I went all out. Right before I came I pulled out as I had no way of knowing if she was on birth control and there was no way under the circumstances I was going to risk it.
I managed to scramble up her body slightly before my first shot exploded from me and landed on her left breast. By the third shot Vanessa had brought her head up and taken my shooting cock into her wonderful mouth and sucked me until I was drained. When I was through cumming she released my cock then licked her lips lasciviously and smiled up at me.
“Well, I doubt my mom would do that for you. It would be too messy” she stated before giggling.
Collapsing on the bed beside her I shook my head. She was certainly right about Annette not swallowing but damn! That was her mother she was talking about and it somehow didn’t seem right to talk like that considering we were both betraying her and under her own roof to boot.
“Vanessa we need to talk” I told her as seriously as I could. “What just happened was great but it was also wrong. If your mom found out…”
“Brad I’m not an idiot and no matter what you think I love my mom and I don’t want to hurt her. So we just can’t let her know about this. Sure she can piss me off and stuff but I wasn’t doing this to pay her back or anything. I’m just a little bit slutty and having you staying here gave me an opportunity and I took it. It wasn’t like I ever tried anything before while you guys were going out. Call it a case of temporary sexual insanity, that’s all.”
Feeling better about the situation I nodded at her.
“That’s cool. I know it’s not like me and your mother will be getting married or anything but normally I have more control.”
“Well you’re not the first guy who let your little head take over around me. That’s the price I pay for being so desirable” she replied as she took the little fella in hand making me groan. “Am I wrong or do I still sense some life left in him?”
She was right about that. When she wrapped her hand around me it stirred a little and when she moved her head there and took it back in her mouth I realized it wasn’t over yet. Well in for a penny, in for a pound I figured. It wasn’t like at this point it much mattered. She then began to give me the sloppiest, nastiest blowjob I’d ever received. In order to harden me faster she slapped my cock against her cheek with more force then I would have used and once I was three quarters there she took me in her mouth. The saliva ran down my shaft as she deep throated me and it was pretty clear she had no gag reflex the way she impaled herself.
At the rate she was going it felt like she was trying to literally suck any remaining cum straight from my balls even before I’d fully hardened. But no matter how turned on I was getting, I didn’t want to cum from her mouth. Since I assumed this would be my last time with her I wanted to feel her sweet pussy around me once again. I like receiving oral as much as the next guy but nothing tops the feel of a hot, wet pussy and Vanessa’s was both.
So I reluctantly pulled her head from me and rolled her over so she was on her side with her back to me. I pushed her bottom leg up so the knee was bent as I moved onto my side. Sensing what I was planning Vanessa lifted her top leg in the air giving me unfettered access. Taking my cock in hand I shifted right to where I needed to be and slid back into her juicy pussy.
Resting on my elbow I pumped into her deeply while running my free hand over her extremely lush body. I played with her breasts and tweaked each nipple before moving down and stroking her soft midsection and from there I searched out her clit. As soon as I found it she reached down and again cupped my balls.
“Are you going to cum in me this time Brad ‘cause I think that’s really hot, feeling it shoot deep inside.”
“Is that what you want Vanessa?”
“Ooh yeah! And don’t worry” she said with a giggle “I’m protected, the pills are on my bedside table if you don‘t believe me. The last thing I need right now is to get pregnant while I’m just starting college.”
That certainly was encouraging news to me. Nothing I enjoyed more than filling a sweet tight puss with the cream it had rightfully earned. But I planned on waiting a bit before giving her the special delivery. So I continued to slide my full length back and forth as I fingered her clitty. I noticed Vanessa’s face was beginning to flush so I nuzzled her neck and shoulder with my lips.
“Yes that’s nice Brad. Don’t you dare stop!” she gasped.
That I had no intention of doing. If anything my kisses became more passionate and my fingers now pinched her clit between them. I figured I was doing it right when her hand moved from my balls to on top of my hand and squeezed it. When I bit her neck she stiffened and all the muscles in her body tightened up. I waited until she relaxed a little to move, pulling out of her which caused her to sigh.
“Come on Vanessa, I want you to turn on your stomach and spread those legs nice and wide for me.”
“Okay” she answered simply and did what I asked.
It was such a beautiful sight that I had to stare for a minute. She looked so delectable on her belly with her big, white ass sticking up in the air. Beyond that she had her head turned sideways so I saw the profile of her pretty face with her sweaty blonde hair plastered to her neck. But what really took my breath away was the view of her beautiful pussy between her milky thighs. It was swollen and open with her juices coating it. She became impatient waiting for me so she began to wiggle her ass in an invitation.
An invitation that I planned on responding to rsvp. So I grabbed the waistband of her thong and rolled it down. Vanessa aided me by raising her wide hips so I was able to easily pull it down her thick, smooth legs. She bent at the knees so I could slip them off her and when she did I grabbed one of her adorable feet and kissed it, going so far as to suck on her toes. But at that moment we both wanted more so I released her pretty foot and dropped it.
“Come on Brad, I want you back in me. Now!” she demanded though there was also a hint of pleading as well.
My hand swatted her cheek and made it jiggle as I crawled into position. Vanessa laughed and continued to shake her booty but as soon as I drove my thickness into her peach she just groaned and stopped moving. My body melted onto hers along its full length and by craning my neck my lips reached hers. Resting on my knees and elbows my fingers slipped under her and squeezed her soft, pillow like breasts.
My hips rose then fell slowly as I savored the feeling of her tight vaginal muscles on my cock. I didn’t want to go too fast but instead experience every fraction of an inch as it slid in and out of Vanessa. The head of my cock was engulfed the whole time as I was unwilling to remove it from her for even an instant.
Reluctantly I broke the kiss but that allowed me to increase the speed of my thrusting. Still every now and then I’d alter my pattern. Instead of pumping in and out of her, I would move my hips from side to side when I was buried fully in her. As good as both ways were I decided to mix it up again so without telling her why I removed my erection from Vanessa and sat back on my heels. That certainly got her attention.
“Why did you do that Brad?” she asked petulantly.
“Because I want you on your hands and knees so I can rock you doggy style.”
I had never seen her move as fast before as she did getting into that position and once she did she looked back hungrily but I was already moving. My body knelt upright and I moved forward just enough that my head was again nestled between her lips. Once in place I rotated my hips without going forward any more. Vanessa was having none of that and she pushed her hips backward until I was buried and her soft hips were pressed to me which is what I wanted.
My hand smacked her posterior to get her started and she was off to the races. Vanessa did the work, grinding against me or moving her hips back and forth, swallowing and then releasing my cock. It was cool to watch it disappear then reappear as she moved and her big ass looked great as did her clinging lips. When I felt she was slacking I’d give a light swat to encourage her though sometimes I just did it because it was enjoyable and she liked it too.
Finally I decided to take charge so I put my hand on her cheek to hold her in place while also using it for support. First I went from two knees to one knee and one foot and then to both feet as I crouched behind her. Keeping my hand on her ass I started thrusting hard and deep into her. I went as fast as I could and with each movement my balls slapped into her with a fleshy sound.
The longer it went on the harder I started to breathe and I began to feel myself getting close to cumming. My second hand grabbed her waist and I pulled her to meet my thrusts and that was enough. Volume wise it must have been less than the last time but it felt even more pleasurable as this time I fired deep inside Vanessa.
That orgasm totally wiped me out and as soon as I’d pulled from her, I sprawled on her bed and fell asleep. It was her shaking me roughly that finally roused me from slumber.
“Brad you better get up or you’ll be late for work” she told me when I finally opened my eyes.
Looking at her clock I realized she was right and I nearly jumped from the bed. By the skin of my teeth I made it to work where my supervisor asked me if the half shaven look was my new thing. I told him it was that or being late so I went with that look for the day.
In spite of my best intentions to not let it happen again Vanessa it seems had other plans on the matter. After that whenever we were in a room alone she’d do something like grope me or give me a quick flash of her breast or ass. It was damn hard to ignore especially as she was so sexy and I knew how wild she could get.
Then one night after Annette had made a booty call and then returned to her room I was surprised to feel a body slip under the covers with me and then a hand on my cock. My hand reached out and I could tell it wasn’t Annette who’d returned as the body was much too voluptuous.
“Are you crazy?!” I whispered.
She just giggled and a minute later I felt her mouth on me and I had to stifle a groan. As insane as it was I did nothing to stop her when she climbed on top and started to ride me. During this risky section I kept my hand over her mouth for the most part to prevent her from being her usual loud self and somehow we got away with it.
A few days later we weren’t so lucky. Again Annette made a late night visit and had left. Less than five minutes later Vanessa was in bed besides me totally nude. We hadn’t even started anything when to my horror I heard the door open and Annette stood there. I’m not sure if she had forgotten something or decided to come back for seconds but when she saw us together she let out a loud scream.
Vanessa jumped out of the bed immediately but since she was naked as a jaybird that only made the situation ten times worse. Annette turned on her heel and headed off yelling while her daughter followed trying to apologize. I simply got dressed then gathered my belongings together and headed for the hills or rather a motel where I checked in.
If I’d only done that to begin with than it all never would have happened that way. Well hindsight and all and you live and learn I guess. I did feel like a piece of shit by how I’d treated Annette but there was no way to change what we’d done. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed the sex with Vanessa – it was fantastic but it didn’t make up for me being an ass. From now on I resolved to not date anyone with a daughter. It was my safest bet.
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The Girl Of His Best Friend

A story written for the ‘Calling All Writers 7’ competition on the xnxx forum. It is a shorter story only featuring one sexual encounter, but I hope you enjoy it. This story is based on an old tale, one which is not mine.