Adventures in San Diego
A man and wife find sex in the most intersting place
A man and wife find sex in the most intersting place
Wife surprises husband with the toy she finds
John reflects on first, an evening with Mark and Samantha, then himself. Bianca is unaware of some under-the-table work her daughter is doing at the office.
Mark’s day slowly gets better
Sorry it took so long, I had problems at work. Please read the previous parts, to better understand this. Now it’s Stacy’s turn to have sex with Nathan, but they also have an audience. I promise Part VII won’t take as long.
awakened to my cum soaked sweatpants
A young lady comes to a established lord with a dilemma.
I’m sure a few typos made its way in, sorry about that. Please leave constructive criticism in the comments! happy reading
“Son of a bitch!” I heard Joann exclaim, “a fucking wasp just stung my Goddamn arm!” I had been working with the quiet little woman for over three months, but had never heard her use any curse words, other than an occasional ‘damn’. I dropped the hand held scanner onto a pallet of electronic equipment, walked to her side, and asked her if she needed to take a break.
“I’ll need to sit down for a few minutes, just to see if there’s any reaction, with all the meds I take. Damn, that hurts.”
I remembered her telling me about her heart surgeries, but I’d never seen any evidence that her ability to work was compromised. As she sat, I took a copper penny from my pocket. “I heard that taping a penny onto the stung spot, will relieve the pain in a short while. This will be a good time to try it out. Is there any specific reaction I need to watch for?”
“I don’t know, Don,” I could hear the frustration in her soft voice, “there’s so many possible side effects, I could never keep up with all of them.”
An adhesive bandage, from the nearby first aid kit, held the penny tightly in place. She smiled and thanked me as I sat down, still holding her arm, and lightly rubbing both sides of the bandage. “I’ll just sit with you for a few minutes, and you tell me if you feel something that’s not right.”
“I’ll tell you what’s not right. I shouldn’t have to be working, anyway. My husband’s laid off from his job, driving a gravel truck. He could be driving for a dozen other companies, but he’s too damn lazy to look around. I think his laziness is the reason the gravel pit doesn’t want him back. He says it’s the best pay he can get, so he wants to just sit on his sorry butt, and wait for a call back…the sting is better now, Don, thank you so much. I’m sorry for unloading on you. I guess I’ll get back to work.”
As she started to stand up, she stumbled. When I caught her, I had a handful of firm tit trapped in my right hand. When she regained her balance, I grinned at Joann and said, “oops”.
“Don’t worry about it, and thank you….again. Do you think the boss would mind if I take the rest of the day off? I guess that sting made me a little woozy.”
“If you’re not here, you don’t get paid. He’s already gone, and it’s just the two of us, for the next couple of hours. Tuesdays are never very busy, so I can take care of things. You just go to the break room and relax. Will you be steady enough, or do I need to help you?”
“I think I can make it twenty feet by myself. Besides,” she had a mischievous grin on her face, “how do I know you wouldn’t try to cop another feel?”
“Hey, I’m a man. At my age, you gotta take advantage of every opportunity. Now you scoot on in there and lie down, I’ll check on you in a little bit.”
She reached out, patted my shoulder, and said, sweetly, “Thank you, Don.”
I had to nudge the sleeping 44 year-old three or four times before she awoke. If she hadn’t come around, I was prepared to call the local EMS.
“Oh..I guess I dozed off. Gosh, what time is it?”
“It’s six o’clock. I just locked the front door and turned off the ‘open’ sign. How you feeling?”
“Actually, I guess that sting made me sleepy, but I feel very rested. Look here, there’s not even a red mark where the wasp stung me. Mmm, would you do me a favor? I ran into that open cabinet earlier. It feels like I have a knot on the side of my head. Would you follow me home, just in case I get sleepy again and have to pull over?”
I pulled my car into Joann’s driveway, and waited for her to park hers’ in the garage. When she walked out and hit the door closer, she smiled as she walked back to my car.
“I’d like you to stay for a little bit, it looks like dick head is out running around. I’m gonna fix some sandwiches for supper, please stay….”
“YES!” Joann was excited, “He got called in to haul six loads, to Phoenix. Each trip will be about two hours, so I don’t have to put up with his whining & bullshit tonight. Sorry, Don, but I need some relief once in a while.”
The sandwiches were delicious and I really enjoyed visiting with Joann. Her only child was twenty-three, and she was currently serving a tour of duty in Iraq.
“Do you have anything going on this evening, Don?”
“Yeah,” I was teasing her, “I had a date, but I stayed here too long. Guess I can forget getting’ laid tonight. That’s alright, though, her boobs don’t feel as good as yours.” I snickered a little and she could tell I was joking.
She rose from the kitchen bar, took the few steps to reach where I sat, and said, “I’ve never shown you my scar.” She unbuttoned the company shirt, which fit her body better than mine fit, then unhooked the front clasp on her bra.
I barely glanced at the scar, which ran from the top of her ribcage, to a point just above her navel. Yep, those soft tits looked just as good as the one had felt, earlier.
“Asshole won’t even look at me, when I’m facing him naked. He says he can’t believe they destroyed my body this way. Hell, without the surgery, I would have been dead. Would you mind telling me what you think about the damage?”
I pulled her to me, took a warm, hard nipple in my mouth, and sucked for a few seconds. “What damage?” Then I latched onto the other one.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good. Bob hasn’t touched my tits, nor my pussy for two years. Stay here tonight, Don. I need a man. I need a man real bad.”
I took her belt loose, dropped her uniform pants, and lowered her pink panties. “I’ll stay on one condition…no more talk about you stupid husband. This night will just be for us, nobody else.”
I easily lifted Joann, and asked the way to the bedroom.
I laid her on the bed and began pulling my own clothes off. She scooted her ass toward me, until it was barely on the edge. She grabbed her ankles, spread her short legs, and said, “Just walk your dick into me, please. Hurry, I’m so fucking horny I’m about to cum, just thinking about how good this going to feel.”
Joann’s husband must have had a small dick, or maybe it was because she hadn’t had a hard cock in her for over two years. I had no problem finding her fuck hole, but she wasn’t wet enough. When I spit into my hand, she did the same. In seconds, there was enough saliva on her cunt that my shaft slid in. I backed it out, pushed in again, then again. Finally, on the third shove, I was seated deep in her pussy.
I held still for a few seconds, until she began to wiggle with anticipation. I moved her legs to my shoulders, grabbed her hips, and pulled her ass all the way against my balls. When I started steadily pumping my piston, she began gasping.
“Oh my God, Don. Oh my fucking God, that feels so good. Uhh, uhh, mmm, ggguhh, oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!”
“Yeah, baby, cum for Donnie. Cum hard!”
Joann, literally, screamed, “Aieeee! Fuck Meeeeee!”, when her first orgasm hit. I pounded her harder for three or four minutes, then she let out another. “Oh..oh..oh..oh..oooohhhhh, SHIT!….SHIT! MOTHER FUCKIN’ SHIT!!”
I could feel my own nuts beginning to spasm, ready to send a load of hot sperm into the depths of this pretty, greying, little woman. “Here it cums, baby!”
“Yes, fuck me. Cum in me, Don. Fuck me hard. Fill me up…”
I did.
I fell onto the bed, after my cock began to recede. We repositioned ourselves, and held each other close. In a few minutes, I offered to step into the bathroom, and get her a washcloth.
“No, thanks. I want to feel the mess on my legs, my ass, my pussy. I want to know that feeling, again. It’s been so long. Speaking of long, you have a much bigger dick than…..never mind, we’re not going to mention anybody.
Would you mind if I kiss you?”
“Mind? Hell, I’d love to kiss you. I just wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it, or if you just wanted sex.” Our lips met, tongues dueled, and hands wandered. Soon, as a result of all the close contact, including her hand stroking me into another hard-on, we were joined again, fucking like a couple of horny teenagers.
I awoke at 4:35 am. Joann’s warm, soft lips were working up and down on my piss hard. Needing to empty my bladder delayed my ejaculation…or maybe it was that my balls had emptied four times in the last eight hours, already.
Joann’s skill as a cocksucker were amazing. The combination of suction, tongue manipulation, and hand strokes, kept me on the verge of cumming for ten minutes or more. Finally, I jerked her head down hard, forcing the end of my shaft into her throat…just in time to shoot six or seven surges of semen straight down, into her stomach.
“Wow,” she gasped for air as she raised her head, “I’ve never deep throated before.” She moved up, kissed me, and told me she’d have to try it again, soon.
“Okay if I go home with you to shower? Asshole should be getting home before long. I want the bastard to wonder what the fuck went on in here, but I don’t want him to confront me, alone.
You helped me make up my mind, I’m leaving his sorry ass, as soon as I can find an affordable apartment.”
“You don’t need an apartment. Move in with me. We’ll get your clothes and personal things, right now. He won’t fuck with you when I’m around, or he’ll get his ass kicked. C’mon, let’s pack.
The early morning shower was better than any I’d ever taken. After shampooing each others’ hair, we took a turn with the bath gel and sponge. It was at that point I examined the long scar on her chest. With a tit firmly grasped in each hand, I planted kisses down the entire length of it. ‘But why stop there?’ I thought.
I eased to my knees, gave her navel some special attention, then moved to her pubic hair. Her feet slid to the outer edges of the enclosure, and as my mouth found her clit, my fingers entered her pussy. With her back against the wall, she lifted her legs over my shoulders.
“Uh..uh..uh..uh..” was all she could manage to say, but as hard as she was humping into my face, I could tell she was screaming on the inside. The finger-fucking, and tonguing, brought her to a climax within a couple of minutes.
I let Joann slide to the floor of the shower, sat beside her, and held in my arms.
After a few minutes, she spoke, quietly. “I’m never going back to that house, Don. Not to that house, not to that sorry bastard, who promised to love and take care of me. He has a whore down the street. He doesn’t know that I know, but I do. She’s really a pretty nice lady, so I don’t see what she sees in him.”
I reached up and turned off the water.
“I don’t know what you want, Joann. I’m not sure I want to commit to a permanent relationship. I’ll just have to figure that out. But…you can stay here, with me, until we decide what we want. No matter what it is, I want to be your friend, and nobody fucks with my friends.” I took the opportunity to stroke her clit, again, “Except me… I love to fuck my friends.”
One short talk with Bob was all it took to convince him to stay away from Joann. With her divorce settlement, and my own savings, she and I bought out the appliance rental business, where we worked.
She lived with me for a little over two years, and was riding my cock like a cowgirl when her heart gave out. With her dying breath, she smiled at me and said, “Fuck, that was good.”
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As I was driving my son and myself across the Brooklyn Bridge into New York City, I couldn’t help recalling the saddest time in my life. Almost two years ago, I stood vigil with my husband as the cancer he’d battled for several years took him from us. We spent the last few days discussing his triumphs and the things he’d failed to do in his lifetime.
Charles was a good man. We’d met in college and married my senior year, me already six months pregnant with our son, Chad. I had a difficult delivery and we wound up having only the one son, although we tried for more children over the years. Charles was a good looking man, light brown hair and brown eyes, a stocky wrestler’s build (he went to college on a wrestling scholarship), a winning smile and the confidence of a man who knew what he wanted and was able to get it. Mostly, it turned out, he wanted me. I fell in love with him the first time I saw him. We quickly became passionate lovers and then married with Chad on the way.
We had several wonderful years together. Chad was twelve when the cancer first appeared. Over the next four years, my Charles fought it valiantly before finally succumbing to the disease. Chad, now sixteen, stood by my side at the funeral, the spitting image of his father who would have been proud of the man his son had been forced to suddenly become. Over the two years since we buried Charles, my son and I have become very close. I doubt I could have gotten through my mourning period without my son to lean on.
I’ve become very attached to my son. One could almost call me a jealous woman. I haven’t liked any of his girl friends and am almost ashamed to admit I am happy he is currently unattached and even more pleased that he has kept a promise to his father to remain chaste until he turned eighteen.. For his part, he’s been urging me to return to the dating scene…to find a friend and possibly a husband. When I’ve scolded him about it, telling him I’m too old for such nonsense, he just laughs and tells me what a beautiful woman I am.
“Christ, Mom, you’re only forty years old. And you’re a great looking woman. I bet there are lots of guys who would give an arm and a leg to marry you!” he would tell me. I don’t know, maybe he’s right. I’d like to think I’m still kind of pretty. I’ve always been blessed with good skin and I’ve kept my figure. My boobs aren’t sagging much, despite the weight of having 36 DD breasts. At one hundred-eighteen pounds and five foot-two inches, I’ve kept my 36-24-34 figure. My legs still draw a whistle when I get brave enough to wear a short skirt or go to town in my jean shorts. And I am very vain and proud of my hair, long black tresses that fall to the middle of my back.
I love it when Chad tells me how pretty I am, even though it makes me feel kind of naughty to hear my own son talk that way. My friends have teased me about how I need to cut the apron strings and quit being possessive and jealous over Chad.
Which make today’s visit to the city even more difficult. Today, I am fulfilling one of my husband’s last wishes. Today, I’m taking my son to visit the city’s most luxurious bordello. My heart fluttered as I thought of the ornate business card in my purse that carried the words, “Fulfillment, a Tradition Since 1850,” followed by a phone number.
I had long known about the tradition in Charles’s family about the father taking his son to Fulfillment, New York City’s oldest and finest whorehouse, for his first sexual adventure. Charles had been taken there by his father who had been taken there by his father and so on. Charles said the legend was that his father’s male ancestors had been among the first patrons of Fulfillment way back before the Civil War.
I was also aware that occasionally Charles visited Fulfillment during our marriage. We both had grown up in promiscuous times and in our younger days had done some swinging with friends in the neighborhood, trading partners for an evening or even a weekend. Otherwise, I had never had an affair or even a one night stand, I knew Charles wouldn’t have minded but I was never really tempted. It never bothered me that Charles went to Fulfillment on occasion, it even excited me when he’d describe some exotic beauty he had fucked and we always had great sex afterwards.
As Charles lay dying, he asked me to follow through on the tradition with Chad when he turned eighteen. I was both horrified and amused, a mother taking her son to a brothel for his first fuck? Charles pressed me on it though, making me promise that the tradition would continue. I couldn’t refuse my husband and I finally agreed. Charles explained how things worked at this exclusive whorehouse. For a specific fee, one had lifetime privileges at Fulfillment. When my husband told me the fee, I had gasped, but Charles just laughed and said his own father had set aside money just so Chad could continue the family tradition. He gave me their business card and I tucked it away until a few days before Chad turned eighteen. I thought about it often, struggling with my own jealousy and the sheer weirdness of it. I was sure that Charles would have found my thoughts amusing.
I took the card from my jewelry box and while Chad was out with friends, called the number. A young sounding, very feminine voice answered. “Fulfillment, this is Alexis. How may we please you?”
“Um, my name is Diana, Diana Martin. Charles Martin was my husband.”
“Oh yes, Mrs. Martin. Please accept our condolences on the loss of your Charles. He was a good man.”
“Thank you,” I almost whispered.
“I guess you are calling to make an appointment for Chad, yes, Mrs. Martin or might I call you Diana?”
“Please. Um, yes, my son turns eighteen next week.” I was astonished that without a pause, this woman was talking as if she’d known us all our lives.
“Wonderful,” the sexy voice chuckled. “Have you asked Chad for his preferences?”
“Uh…preferences, Alexis?”
“Oh yes, Diana. Fulfillment will grant his wish as to the type of women Chad prefers. His family legacy is to be with one of our finest ladies on his eighteenth birthday. We will provide the lady of his dreams, be she an eighteen year old cheerleader or the sexiest grandmother in New York City, Caucasian, African American, Hispanic or Asian.”
I was almost speechless. Charles hadn’t informed me of this. “I…um, I honestly don’t know, Alexis. This is all so new to me.”
Alexis giggled over the phone. “I understand, dear. You should talk to Chad. Get him to tell you what his fantasy woman is like. Just make sure you call us back over a day or two before his visit so we can make the appropriate plans.”
We ended the call and I spent the next three days trying how to get the necessary information out of Chad. I mean, how do you ask your own son, “Honey, describe your dream fuck!” I wanted this to be the wonderful night that Charles would have provided his son, but it was going to be difficult. Chad had dated some in high school, but hadn’t gravitated to any particular type of girl as far as I could tell.
I finally broached the subject while Chad and I were out to dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant. As we ate, I kept prodding Chad about various young ladies in the restaurant. His responses were of the usual, “I dunno…I guess,” variety when I’d ask if this young lady or that young lady was pretty.
Chad finally put down his fork and looked at me quizzically. “What’s up, Mom? Why do you keep asking me about girls?” This after I’d asked him if he thought our waitress, a pretty, buxom blonde, was pretty.
I could feel my face redden as I stammered, “Well…uh, I was curious. I wondered if there was a particular type of girl you found attractive. Maybe your old Mom is trying to fix you up!”
Chad looked at me with a surprised expression. “Are you serious, Mom? You really want to know the kind of woman I think is hot?”
“Well, yes. I am curious.”
Chad nodded, a little amused. “Okay, Mom. Let’s see…” He turned and looked about the room. Finally, he gestured a particular direction. I looked over to see a family of four sitting in a booth. Next to a woman about my age, was a teenaged girl maybe sixteen years of age with long red hair and a pretty, innocent face.
“Oh Chad, she’s lovely. I bet she’s about your age, too.”
Chad snorted and said, “Not her, Mom! The woman next to her…her mother.”
I almost gasped. “Her mother!” I studied the woman. She was my age or maybe a little older. Taller than me, but heavy breasted with dark, red hair. I turned and looked at my son. “You’re telling me you prefer older women?”
It was my son’s turn to blush. He shrugged his shoulders and replied, “You asked me, Mom. Yes, older women turn me on!” For some reason, his words sent a thrill through me.
“Look around some more, honey. See anyone else that uh, turns you on?”
Chad stared around the room some more, finally settling his gaze on a couple dining at an open table; a husband and wife, both in their mid forties. The woman was very lovely. A blonde with large breasts, her dress revealing a serious amount of cleavage and most of a shapely leg peeked through a long slit in her dress. “She’s pretty sexy, Mom,” Chad stated seriously.
“Anyone else?” I asked. A shiver traveled through my body, ending up between my thighs. I realized with a bit of surprise that my pussy was wet. I shivered again as I relished that sweet sensation of my labia lips rubbing together, becoming slick with my own juices.
Chad studied the crowded restaurant. He grinned and waved. “Look, there’s your friend, Mrs. Brown. I think she’s really hot!” I looked around and gasped. Just being seated across the room was my best friend, Jill Brown and her husband, Tom. A lovely woman, about my height and weight…her hair almost the same color as mine and our figures were so close, we could and have, borrowed each other’s clothes. I managed a feeble wave and smile at the woman many people say resembles me so much that we could pass for sisters! Jill was wearing a off the shoulders summer dress.
I turned, barely able to look my son in the eye, feeling my face flushing…my skin like it was on fire. “You really think Jill is sexy, huh?”
Chad waggled his eyebrows in a lewd expression and replied, “Oh yeah! A woman that looks like Jill is about the sexiest thing alive, especially wearing that outfit! I think bare shoulders are sexy!” I stifled a groan as I felt my juices almost shoot out from my pussy. I was sure my panties were becoming soaked and wouldn’t be surprised if I left a puddle on the leather covered bench in our booth. I realized that I was wearing a shell blouse myself that left my shoulder’s bare and bared the upper portion of my breasts.
“I can’t believe what you’re saying, Chad. Good grief, all these women are my age.” I tried to hide the sudden nervousness in my voice.
Chad grinned and said, “What can I say? I reckon I just want to find a girl like the girl dear ol’ Dad found!” His eyes seemed to crawl over me and then he blushed and suddenly found his linguini very interesting.
When our conversation resumed, we drifted on to safer topics. Our dinner passed pleasantly, but we were both aware that we were giving each other funny looks now and again.
The next day, I again called Fulfillment and spoke with Alexis. I described what I hoped was Chad’s preference, embarrassed as I described essentially myself to the woman, adding his likes in clothing. “Mmmm…very interesting, Diana,” purred Alexis. “I know who would be perfect for Chad. We’ll see you Friday evening at eight!”
The next few days, I was filled with all sorts of mixed emotions. I constantly argued with myself that Chad had meant nothing when he had been commenting on his tastes in women. Another part of me, the part that was responsible for my constantly wet pussy, argued that Chad had been flirting with me…his own mother! That he was sending me a message. Another part of me was filled with jealousy at the thought of another woman…any woman introducing my son to the world of sex. Through it all, only one thing kept me on course and that was my solemn pledge to my late husband to see this through to the end…to keep up the Martin Family tradition!
Friday, Chad’s birthday, he and I drove up to New York City. It was a two hour trip and I finally broke the news to Chad of what his father’s great gift was and of the long established family tradition. My son was dumbfounded…totally speechless for the longest time. Finally reality set in and a big grin broke out on my son’s face. “Wow!” he kept saying over and over.
Chad suddenly sobered up and said, “Are you okay with this, Mom? You don’t mind?”
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that of course I minded, that my son’s heart and body should belong to no one but me, but I smiled and replied, “Of course not, Chad. This was your father’s last wish for you, son.”
He seemed satisfied with that and we lapsed into silence for most of the ride. I know he was thinking about his impending evening though. A bulge began to grow in Chad’s pants…a sizable bulge and I had a hard time concentrating on traffic.
Finally we reached New York City and drove to the address Alexis had given me. It was a posh, old mansion. An attendant took our car while an elegantly dressed butler walked us past Grecian statues of Gods and Goddesses and inside to a sitting room. The place reeked of money and power and taste. Erotic paintings hung on the wall and here and there were placed art objects, intensely sexual in nature. We waited just a few minutes, both of us trying not to giggle from nervousness, when in walked two lovely women.
“Good evening, Diana. Good evening, Chad. We’re so thrilled to finally meet you. I am Alexis.” Alexis was a beautiful Eurasian woman. She was wearing a Christian Dior suit that hung perfectly on her lovely form. Her short, black hair was perfectly in place, except for a thick strand that hung attractively over her right eye. She approached us and kissed me on the cheek and then shook Chad’s hand. “We’re thrilled to finally meet you. I know Charles would be thrilled to see your family tradition continue!”
Chad was almost speechless and I managed a quiet thank you. There was a moment of awkward silence and then Alexis continued. “So, Chad I know you’re anxious to get started. There are some formalities we need to take care of.” She turned and gestured to the other woman, a short, gorgeous redhead, with an attractive zaftig figure wearing a white medical coat. “This is Doctor Claire. Chad, you’ll need to step out with her. She’s going to take a little blood test and check you out a little while your mother and I have a little chat, okay?”
Claire stepped up and took Chad by the hand. “I’m so pleased to meet you, Chad…Diana. Shall we, Chad?” She led my son away while Alexis gestured for us to sit.
She reached out and took my hand. “So, how is Mom doing? Are you okay, Diana?”
I let out a nervous laugh. “I guess so. I can barely believe I’m here, bringing my son here for his first…um…”
“Experience?” suggested Alexis. “I understand. I know it’s difficult, filling in for your husband, but I’m sure he’d be so proud of you. It’s not every woman or every mother who could be so open-minded.” She squeezed my hand and her touch seemed strangely reassuring and a little more. Her dark eyes seemed to draw me in. I’ve rarely felt attracted to a woman, but I felt more than a little tingle from her touch and from her gaze. I felt my nipples begin to harden against my bra.
“Well, lets get the formalities over with. You have the fee?”
I reached into my purse and took out a thick envelope. This night would be expensive, but Charles and his father had planned this well. If this place was everything Charles had said it would be, the money would be well spent. Alexis took the envelope and slipped it into her jacket pocket.
She picked up a file folder and handed it to me. Here is Doctor Claire’s medical report on the lucky lady that will be with Chad tonight. She passed her medical checkup as well as tests for STD’s earlier today. Here at Fulfillment, we check each of our ladies every day that they are working.”
“Wonderful,” I replied, amazed at the clarity of the report.
Alexis leaned in again and squeezed my hand. “We find most of our clients prefer not to have to deal with condoms…you know how men are.” She grinned and continued, “And I’ll confess, many of our ladies also prefer it, sans condoms…it raises the level of intimacy. Of course, Chad can opt to wear protection.”
I felt my skin heat up. “Um…it’s his choice, but he’s in such a state, I expect he won’t even think about it.”
Alexis laughed and then continued to fill me in. Chad and his future lover would have the next twelve hours to do…well, whatever Chad wanted as long as it didn’t involve violence. We took a tour of the mansion. Alexis showed me the kitchen and introduced me to their cooking staff. “If your young man requires nourishment to keep himself going, he or his lady can simply call down to the kitchen. My lovely guide held hands with me as she led me up the winding staircase and showed me Chad’s bedroom, a lavishly furnished suite with the biggest bed I have ever seen. Large mirrors decorated each wall.
“Most of our clients like a lot of playroom,” Alexis chuckled, winking at me. She showed me the closets, full of fantasy clothes, various leather, vinyl and plastic instruments and toys. “Just in case any little fantasy needs to be carried out,” said my guide. Alexis picked a long two headed, rubber dildo up off a shelf. “This is one of my favorites,” she whispered coyly, winking at me again.
“Oh! So you also do…uh,” I trailed off…my naïve upbringing showing up.
Alexis laughed and said, “Well, these days, I’m primarily management. But now and again, I like to spend time with special clients.” I felt a spurt of my juices, soaking my already moist panties. I was amazed at how my body was reacting to this lovely woman.
We returned to the sitting room to await Chad’s return. We drank coffee and idly chatted, mostly about Charles. “Of course, we didn’t see much of him after he married you, but when he did visit, he talked about you constantly. I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time,” Alexis said.
“Well,” I stammered in reply. “He didn’t mention any of you by name, but he told me about your…his adventures, and well, we always had great sex afterwards!” That seemed to please her.
She seemed about to say more, but a chime rang and Doctor Claire walked in with my son. He was flushed, obviously aroused judging by the large bulge in his slacks. Again, I felt a shivering delight spreading wetly between my legs. “Well, this young man is as clean as whistle and ready for love!” announced the doctor.
“Wonderful,” cooed Alexis, glancing over at me. She pressed a button on the table and then stood up and walked over to Chad. Putting an arm around his waist, she said in a sultry voice. “Are you ready to meet your dream date, darling?” With her free hand, she palmed the bulge in his pants. She grinned over at me and said, “Oh my! I guess you are ready!”
Chad was beet red now and virtually speechless. Not everyday a madam rubbed his cock in front of his mother. He was spared answering when a woman entered the room. Chad and both gasped as we took in the beautiful, mature woman.
A black haired woman of maybe forty-five well aged years walked over and kissing Chad on the cheek. “Hi, Chad, I’m Eve. I’ve been anxious to meet you!” Her eyes were green and she had a cute, button nose, but otherwise, we might have been sisters. Her figure was a mirror of mine, displayed to best advantage by the short skirt she was wearing with a pullover sweater that left her shoulders bare and exposed so much of her breasts, that the very edge of her areolas’ were peeking out. Her nipples, already hard, were poking out against the soft material of her sweater. Her legs were well toned and exquisite. She seemed to exude sexuality…I could even swear I could smell her arousal.
Eve closed in on Chad, blatantly rubbing herself up against him, her breasts mashing up against his tense body. A surge of jealousy ran through me even as I felt my own excitement increase as Chad’s cock visible swelled inside his pants, making me wonder which would explode first, his cock or his pants!
Alexis laughed and said, “I don’t know who is more excited, Chad or Eve?” She took my hand and said, “C’mon, Mom! Give your son a goodbye kiss and let him have some fun!”
Feeling very awkward and shy, I let myself be led forward to my son, leaning into him from the front (feeling the heat being radiated from him and his soon to be lover), and gave my son an almost shy kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Um…have fun, son,” I said in a strained voice.
Chad looked ready to explode. “Thanks, Mom…for…for everything!”
Alexis gave a signal and Eve led him out of the room. I stood there for several seconds, torn between jealousy and excitement before Alexis broke me out of my trance. “Alright, Mom. Now let’s get you situated.”
I looked at her curiously. “Situated? What do you mean?”
Alexis’s eyes went up in surprise. “You mean Charles didn’t tell you?” she laughed and winked at Doctor Claire who was chuckling. “Oh, he was such a naughty fellow. You have a surprise in store for you!” She tugged at my hand. “C’mon! We’ll need to hurry!”
She led me out another door and up a small set of stairs. It opened up into a large room, complete with a bed and a huge, adjustable lounger (like an immense hospital bed). Both were situated in front of a large window. I gasped as I realized we could see into another room…the room that Alexis had showed me earlier.
“Diana, dear. Part of your family tradition is that each young man’s father was allowed to watch his son’s first time with a woman. He could watch and if he so chose, he could enjoy things as well.”
I stared in disbelief at Alexis. “You mean I can watch Chad fuck that woman?”
Alexis nodded. “Yes!” She smiled wistfully. “I was barely nineteen when Charles’s father brought him to Fulfillment for the first time. I sucked Charles’s father’s cock while he watched your husband lose his virginity.”
“Oh my God!” I was stunned and aroused at the same time. I felt strangely dizzy and set down on the edge of the lounger. I looked up at a noise, through the window and saw my son led into the room by a laughing Eve. She showered him with kisses. I watched with mixed emotions as Eve ran her tongue over my son’s lips, grinned and then pressed her tongue into his willing and open mouth. She had her hands up under Chad’s shirt, caressing his strong, stocky body.
As I watched, Alexis came up and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Of course, Diana, you can choose not to watch.”
“Oh no! I want to stay!” I was shocked at how quickly I refused her offer. “I mean…I…” I couldn’t explain myself. How can any mother explain that she is suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to see her son fuck someone?
Alexis leaned over and kissed my cheek. “I understand, Diana. This is terribly exciting, isn’t it?” Absently, I noticed her sit down beside me.
I wasn’t paying attention any more. My total focus was on the scene unfolding before me in the two way mirror. My eyes widened as I watched Eve end their passionate, wet kiss…a stringer of saliva strung between hers and Chad’s lips. Slowly, the dark haired beauty sank to her knees. Eve quickly undid my son’s belt and pants and slowly pulled them down to pool at his feet. She pressed her face to my son’s crotch, inhaling his scent through his white briefs. “Mmmm! I can feel it throbbing, Chad. It feels so hard!” she said in a lust filled voice.
She tugged down Chad’s underwear, freeing his very swollen cock, which immediately jumped up against his stomach. My gasp joined that of Eve’s. My son was fucking huge! I instantly recognized Chad’s cock as being longer and thicker than his father’s penis, which had been the biggest I’d ever experienced.
Eve moaned with desire as she eyed it. “That’s a really big dick, Chad,” she giggled as she reached out to stroke it.
Chad moaned happily, his body weaving, trying to maintain his balance.
Eve wrapped her hand around it and slowly stroked, rising up slightly to bring it close to her lips. In a teasing voice, she said, “I know someone who’s about to blow! I think we need to take care of this, so we can get down to some really serious fucking!”
Chad cried out with delight as the dark haired woman ran her tongue up and down his long shaft before whispering, “Let Momma take care of this big dick,” and taking his huge swollen head into her mouth. She barely began to suck Chad’s cock when he cried out, “I’m cumming!”
Eve gulped and then choked, unprepared for the massive explosion of my son’s semen. He slipped from between her lips, cock jerking and hosing her face with a thick spray of his white, creamy spunk. Another streamer of thick sperm splashed across her pretty face before she got Chad’s penis back in her mouth and began swallowing his cum.
Eve laughed and smacked her lips, unashamed that thick blobs of semen were splattered across her cheeks and chin. “This big cock knows how to cum!” she giggled! Chad was barely managing to stay on his feet so powerful was his orgasm. And I was close to orgasm myself. My panties were a sodden mess, pussy cream was pouring out of me so heavily. I ached with need, not having seen, touched or been fucked by a cock since long before Charles died.
In front of me, Eve eased her mouth off Chad’s cock, his ejaculations now down to a few week spurts, streamers of cum stringing out between her lips and my son’s cock and then breaking and splattering on her uncovered upper breasts. “Yeah…baby,” she squealed. “I love the taste of your spunk, Chad!” Eve moved back in and sucked the last dribbles of semen from his cock.
Chad’s cock, shrinking slightly was reinvigorated as he watched Eve scoop splatters of his jism off her face and enthusiastically sucked them off her fingers. His cock again stood pointing upwards, thick and monstrous. “Ah, youth,” sighed Alexis beside me. Wrapping her hand around Chad’s erection, Eve led him over to the bed.
With little urging, my son began tugging her sweater off of her, revealing Eve’s meaty, voluptuous breasts. I gasped a little when he ran his hand over her areole and said, “It’s just like Mom’s!” He was right. My areoles were the puffy kind that stood out from my breasts, my button nipples then standing out from them another half inch. And I was shocked. How did he know that? Had he been sneaking peeks at me?
Eve laughed and undid her skirt, letting it swirl down to the carpet. “Well, how does the rest of me match up to your mother?” she asked coyly.
Chad was staring slack-jawed at the dark haired muff in front of him. I held my breath as we all waited for his surprise. With one hand still groping her heavy breast, my son ran his other hand up and down her thick mat of pubic hair. “I…I think Mom is hairier…there’s more up to here.” He ran his hand upwards above her V-shaped muff. My face burned with embarrassment and desire. The evil little…he had been spying on me! Then Chad gasped as his roaming hand suddenly found her wet slit and his middle finger slipped into her wet pussy. Eve pressed herself forward, forcing his finger deeper.
“Mmmm, that sounds sexy and nasty to me!” said Eve in a husky voice. She kissed my son and said, “Can I be your mommy for a while, Chad? Do you want to fuck Mommy? Do you, son?”
Chad moaned as the women led him closer to the bed. Eve eased herself back on the bed, spreading her legs wide for my son, revealing in her hairy muff, a glistening wet pussy!
Without hesitation, Chad moaned, “Yes!” and climbed between Eve’s thighs, eagerly hunching himself against her, searching for the wet warm opening between her legs. Eve took hold of my son’s hard cock, guided him into her wet pussy. His sobs of joy were matched by my sobs of excitement and jealousy as he cried out, “I love you, Mom!”
Tears ran down my face as my juices flowed down my thighs. I was incredibly aroused and in anguish as I was confronted by my own naked desires for my own son! My hands fluttered anxiously around my lap. My pussy was on fire and needed serious attention. It needed my son’s attention! I cried in frustration, calling out to Chad.
“It’s alright, Diana,” whispered Alexis in my ear. “I understand.” Suddenly she was in front of me, on her knees, a hand slipping up my skirt, long nails dragging along my thigh. “Let me help,” she said softly as she pulled my skirt up, exposing my wet, sodden panties. I cried out with orgasmic delight as she pressed her palm against my aching, hungry mound.
“I…ohhhh, I can’t,” I gasped while thrusting my pelvis reflexively towards Alexis’s hand. “I’ve never done…ummm…with a woman before,” I sighed even as I lifted my ass up to let Alexis pull down my panties, exposing my soaked, hairy muff, spilt in the middle by my thick and aroused labia lips which had blossomed to display my pink, juicy cunt flesh.
Alexis smiled knowingly. “Does it matter, Diana? Just relax and enjoy it. If it had been Charles here, he’d be enjoying himself. Just watch your beautiful son pretend to fuck you.” Alexis smiled up at me, her green eyes shiny with desire. “You can pretend its Chad doing this to you if you wish!”
The beautiful woman pressed her face into my hairy snatch, her warm breath making me gasp before her long tongue began to make me moan as she ran it over my sensitive lips before thrusting it inside my steamy pussy and doing all sort of delightful things that had me crying and squirming.
My cries joined that of Eve who was lost in rapturous delight as my son fucked her with all the youthful vigor a man of his years could provide. Chad’s ass was a blur as he thrust his cock in and out of the older woman as fast and as hard as he could. As Alexis’s tongue licked me towards orgasm, I watched in awe as my son fed Eve his massive log of cockmeat, now slick with her pussy cream. My son’s lover had an expression somewhere between pain and pleasure, biting her lower lip with each deep thrust of Chad’s cock.
I let out a sudden scream as Alexis rolled her evil tongue over my clitoris, working it further out from its hiding place and teasing me, taking me upwards till I thought I might explode.
I plucked at the buttons on my blouse, exposing my chest and rolling a heavy tit out of my bra, so I could tease my nipple just as Chad leaned over and took Eve’s nipple into his mouth. “Oh, Chad,” I moaned as I hefted my breast upwards and bent my head, taking my nipple between my teeth and biting it lightly. That combined with Alexis’s talented tongue and her sudden insertion of three fingers into my pussy sent me over the edge and I screamed as my orgasm swept over me.
Erotic fire swept through me, carrying me to some almost forgotten sweet place. The world retreated to jumbled images…Alexis’s face smeared with my juices, Chad’s cock hovering over me and then inside me, a jumble of bodies that seemed to be me, Chad, Charles, Alexis, maybe others, all writhing in some kind of carnal dance. Pleasure seemed to build inside me and then explode and then repeat again and again. I screamed with the sheer erotic delight of it all until it seemed to build again to a place I couldn’t contain…becoming so much pleasure I couldn’t take it!
I came to myself again, still caught up in mind blowing pleasure so powerful it bordered on pain. I opened my eyes to find myself stark naked on the lounger, legs spread wide and Alexis licking my clitoris while her hand, buried inside my cunt was gently thrusting against my womb, each soft thrust giving me an intense orgasm. My heart felt like it was about to explode and I couldn’t seem to catch my breath.
“St-stop…puh, puh, please!” I sobbed. “Can’t. Can’t take itttt!”
Alexis raised her face, my cream dripping off her chin. Smiling, she nodded and stopped. As gently as she could, she slipped her hand out of my clutching cunt, making me scream when I finally released her with a wet plop. I screamed one last time in orgasm and collapsed. Long minutes passed. Alexis curled up beside me, now naked as I was. She softly massaged my heaving breasts and cuddled and kissed me until I could talk again.
“Oh my…I think Mommy needed that,” she said teasingly before rising up and kissing me on the lips. It felt strange to taste myself on her soft lips. Strange but exciting and I like it! I also found it pleasurable to feel her warm skin pressing against my sweaty, quivering body.
“That was…incredible,” I finally managed to gasp.
“You were primed and ready, Diana,” replied Alexis. “I can’t blame you. I got just as wet as you when I watched one of my ladies here take my son’s virginity. You really find your son arousing, don’t you?”
I glanced through the mirror. Sometime in the middle of my orgasm, he’d switched positions. Eve was on her knees, face screwed up in an expression of cock born ecstasy while my son fucked the mature black haired woman doggie style. Eve looked to be emerging from the throes of a major orgasm. My lookalike was making almost animal grunts in rhythm with Chad’s thrusts into her wet pussy.
“Chad’s beautiful,” I whispered. “I can’t stop thinking about his cock. How big it is…how thick he is. He’s so much bigger than his father!”
Alexis’s hand stroked my body, running down across my stomach and slipping into my thick pubic hair, wet with my juices. “You keep thinking about how it would feel, don’t you, Diana?” purred Alexis. “You’re wondering what it would feel like to have your son’s cock stuffed inside you…wondering could you get that magnificent penis all the way inside you.”
I nodded. “I felt the same way,” continued Alexis. “Watching some other woman spread her legs, taking all of my son’s cock inside her and aching to have him feed me that big hunk of cock…splitting me wide open with his cock!”
I groaned as her fingers caressed my swollen labia, still gaping open after the fisting she’d given me. “Did you? Did you and your son…?” I couldn’t bring myself to finish the question. Alexis just smiled and grinned at me. She stood up and walked to a closet. She milled around in it, searching for something. She looked over her shoulder at me, amused at my distracted attitude…my trying to admire her perfect butt (I am so jealous), and watch my son fuck Eve at the same time. Her mewling was taking on a louder, shriller tone and I knew she was approaching orgasm again.
“Ah, here we go,” said Alexis, emerging form the closet carrying a long, rubbery object. I groaned as my cunt tingled in sudden anticipation. It was identical to the huge two headed dildo that she had shown me earlier. Like a cat stalking its prey, Alexis walked towards me. She was lovely with medium, pert breasts, her body showing no sign that she was older than me. Between her legs, her vagina was bare, clean shaven…her labia slightly parted and wet with her own arousal. She waved the dildo at me.
“Are you ready for some more fun, Diana?” Alexis asked me as she climbed back onto the lounger. She eased me back. “Make yourself comfortable. Make sure you can watch Chad.” We both glanced over at the carnal scene in the next room. Eve had collapsed. She was laughing and crying at the same time, tears rolling down her face. Chad, his eyes wide and glazed with lust was crawling again towards Eve, his cock huge, dripping with cunt juice.
“Your son shows uncommon control, Diana. He’s not cum since Eve sucked him off, said Alexis admiringly. “Wouldn’t it feel great to receive that big load of spunk when he finally explodes?”
Alexis deftly inserted one head of the rubber toy into her pussy, making little satisfied noises as she worked a few inches of the dildo into her slick cunt. On her knees, she spread my legs and climbed between them, one hand holding the other end of the dildo. She ran it up and down my spread slit, making me quiver.
“Do you think this is what Chad’s cock feels like, Diana?” cooed Alexis, pressing the dildo’s head against my wet opening. We both glanced over at Eve, throwing her legs over my son’s shoulders, his cock about to thrust into her hungry cunt!
“I love you, Mom,” cried Chad as he slammed his meat deep inside Eve. Simultaneously, Alexis pressed into me, sinking several inches of rubber dick into my steamy pussy while at the same time pressing down with her pelvis and driving the other end deeper into her own womb!
Three women screamed in carnal delight. Eve’s body spasmed in almost instant orgasm induced by Chad’s frantic pounding of her well fucked and sensitive cunt. Both Alexis and myself flailed about, our own bodies’ out of control actions, driving the two headed dildo deeper into each of our wet twats until her bald labia were rubbing against my furry bush. Our hips thrust back and forth as we held on to each other. Alexis’s eyes were full of passion and determination as we fucked each other. All I could manage was a continuous, nonverbal series of sobs and groans while Alexis taunted and teased me. “Watch him, Diana! Imagine itss his cock inside ummm yesss, you!”
She ground her shaved pussy against me, her hands squeezing and mauling my heavy breasts. “Say it, Mom! Tell your son to fuck you! Tell Chad to fuck his slut, cock-craving Mommy!” Alexis frantically thrust herself against me…sweat flying off her near perfect body. Her voice rose with her rising excitement. “TELL YOUR SON TO FUCK YOU, MOM!”
I flung my pelvis upwards against Alexis, driving more of the rubber cock inside me and I let go of all inhibitions as I screamed, “FUCK ME, CHAD! OH GOD, PLEASE, BABY, FUCK ME FUCK MOMMY!” Alexis’s laughing, lust filled face disappeared and it was my son on me…in me, filling my aching, needing pussy with his big cock. Eve’s screams of orgasm were mine as my words trailed away to a hoarse drawn out cry of desire, need and pleasure. I was throwing my ass upwards, seeking more and more of my son’s cock and through tears of pleasure saw his plunging in and out of Eve’s cunt, her face becoming mine in the throes of orgasm.
Suddenly Chad flung himself deep into her pussy and he cried out, “I love you, MOM!” Eve’s body went rigid, her blood engorged nipples on the verge of bursting and her eyes widening and I knew that Chad had reached climax. The expression of sweet pleasure and fulfillment on his face sent me over the edge into climax, even as part of me ached for my son’s massive load of hot semen!
Alexis’s lips were on my nipples even as she ground her hairless cunt mound against me, the rubber prick buried inside our steamy, wet pussies. Her fingers slipped down to our joined crotches, fluttering over my flowered cunt lips and doing things that sent me even higher with my orgasm. She cried out in orgasm as well and her lips left my nipples, teeth dragging over my swollen nubs and then we were kissing, Our tongues dueled and I tasted myself and my world exploded, pleasure taking on physical form…an intense brightness that enveloped me and then faded to darkness. I was falling into the darkness even as the ecstasy increased until it overwhelmed me and I blacked out, wrapped up and smothered by sexual pleasure
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This fictional story is again based on things that have happened. Wish they could all be true. I would welcome your input in a PM.
Christy and Kyle go on a date, and she gives him everything he wants.
Chapter 1
Katie led me through the door. When I turned from closing it Katie was right there to give me a deep kiss. Her tongue felt wonderful intertwined with mine moving between our mouths. I felt her hand in my crotch rubbing me, causing my cock to swell. It hadn’t taken us long to pick up exactly where we had left off. Katie looked up at me, blew me a kiss then knelt to pull my cock, now concrete hard, from my pants.
“I haven’t had a cock to suck in months; funny how being pregnant can be such a turn-off to some men. I never thought I would see this cock–my favorite cock in all the world–again so I’m not wasting a moment.”
“I hope we’re alone.”
“Yes, my folks are at work and my sister is in school.”
“Why aren’t you in school?”
“I usually go, but today I just couldn’t get myself up for it, and am I glad! I would have missed you and I would have missed this,” she said as she wrapped her sweet lips around my hard dick. Her tongue was so hot as it moved up and down my shaft. Katie licked all around my tip. I was getting weak in the knees so I looked around for something to steady myself with. There was nothing near so I hobbled over to the couch and sat. Katie crawled on her knees after me, just keeping her tongue on my rod. I leaned back, savoring the heat and moisture all over my cock—the light touch of her tongue. Katie moved up and down my shaft, sending little jolts of electricity through my balls before spreading all over my body. “Oooh, Katie, I’ve missed that so much. You have no idea…no idea.”
Katie mumbled something through my dick, but she never missed a beat. In fact, she upped the ante, sucking hard in addition to her licking. There was phenomenal friction, building heat throughout my groin, sending sexual energy up to my brain and back down to and through my erection. I’m only human…I couldn’t take much more of this delicious torture. My cock stiffened and grew even more. That signal caused Katie to smile before going at me even harder. I twitched as I felt my balls clench, forcing my semen up through my dick before spurting violently into Katie’s mouth. “Ummmm,” she went as she sucked me dry. Katie licked my cock clean and, giving it a few tugs, forced the last few drops from my cock into her mouth. She sat up on the couch, showed me the semen in her mouth and kissed me, forcing my own juices into my mouth. “Now you know why I love doing that,” she purred in my ear.
“When will people start to come home?” I asked.
“Not until at least 4:00—my sister from school; I expect my mom around five unless my sister calls her, and my dad around 6:30, again unless my sister or mom call him. Why?”
“Just wondering how they’ll react when they meet me.”
“Katie reeled back, “You’re not planning on telling them, are you?”
“Why not; it’s not as though we did anything illegal, and since I’m planning on taking care of you I’d think they’d be pleased.”
“You’re going to take care of me?”
“Of course, didn’t I tell you I didn’t want to be alone and that I wanted you in my life? Don’t you think our child deserves a father?”
“Dick, this is kind of overwhelming. Exactly what do you have in mind?”
“Um… after shocking the hell out of your parents, taking you to city hall for a license, and marrying you. I want our child to have a regular family. Uh, you don’t have a boyfriend or anything like that, do you?”
“No, it’s just such a shock. This morning I figured I’d never see you again and now you want to marry me.”
“Well…unless you don’t want to. I wouldn’t force you. Only if you were willing,” I stammered. I was nervous. This seemed such a good idea back on the east coast. Now I wasn’t so sure.
“I loved being with you six months ago, spending the weekend with you. I think I’d love living with you but I’m not entirely sure I want to get married—at least not yet. Let’s just be together for now and we’ll see abut the marriage part later, OK?”
I wanted Katie with me so her answer was fine. I’d just have to convince her about marrying me later on. “Uh…your dad doesn’t get violent, does he?”
“Why? Worried he’ll hit you?”
“As a matter of fact, yes; If I came home from work and found some old geezer there saying he was the father of my daughter’s child I think I’d want to hit him.”
“My dad might scream at you but I don’t think he’ll actually hit you.”
“I’m glad. I wouldn’t want to hurt him.”
“Hurt him? But….”
“I’m sure you saw my tattoo during our weekend together.”
“Yeah, I did, but it’s just a pitchfork, for crying out loud.”
“No, Katie, that’s not a pitchfork…it’s a trident. Only one kind of GI gets a trident tattoo—a SEAL. I did three tours in Nam back in the ‘60’s. I was a stone cold killer in those days,”
“Yeah, but that was a long time ago. Haven’t you forgotten all that stuff?”
“No, that’s why I don’t sleep well at night. I haven’t forgotten anything.”
“You wouldn’t hurt my dad, would you?”
“No, I wouldn’t want to but let’s not worry about it now. Where’s your bedroom?”
“Oh,” Katie squealed, “Are we gonna fuck?”
“Yes, we are. Now, quiet and show me the way.”
Chapter 2
Katie led me upstairs. Her bedroom was done in teenage girly style with a single bed which would make the fucking really interesting considering Katie’s condition. I helped her out of her clothes. Her abdomen was swollen, but not huge. Katie is a big girl with big bones and meat on her. I looked down and saw she still shaved her pussy. That had been my job once and, hopefully it would be my job again. Katie lay on the bed while I removed my clothes. When I dropped my boxers the SEAL tattoo was clearly visible on my left hip.
“Why do you have that on your hip? Why not your arm or shoulder?”
“I didn’t want to make a target of myself. Any insignia like an officer’s rank, I was a Commander, or SEAL ID and you’d become a target for Charlie. So I kept the visible skin clean. For all they knew I was just a regular grunt.” I moved close to Katie, knowing that, as I did, my cock would grow proportionately larger and harder. I slid onto the narrow bed, mostly taken by Katie’s swelling body. I spun her perpendicular to the bed so I could taste her sex. I started at her clit and licked straight down, limiting myself to her outer lips. On the way back up, however, I pushed my tongue right into her slit. Katie responded by pushing her hips up and forward. She grabbed my head, pulling me into her tasty cunt. My tongue was forcing its way deep into her. I lapped up all the pussy juice I could as I tickled her vaginal walls with my tongue. I sucked on her clit causing it to swell. When it became hard I sucked it into my mouth, maintaining its position with my teeth. Katie groaned as I upped the pressure. “Don’t make me cum yet…please. I want to cum with you in me. Please put it in me. Now!”
I leaned back releasing her nub. I stood, lifting her legs to my shoulders. When I moved forward my cock found its way right in front of her love canal. Katie gripped my dick and pulled me to her, sliding my cock into her eager waiting cunt. I felt like I was in Heaven as her tight tunnel gripped my cock. I could never forget this sensation—sliding into a velvet cunt that gripped my cock like a vise. Katie used her legs as levers to bend my cock within her, squeezing me as I moved in and out of her. I picked up her rhythm. I looked into Katie’s eyes, but they were closed; she was in a reverie of pure bliss as we rocked together. I had just cum a few minutes ago so I was in no hurry. Katie on the other hand hadn’t had a hard dick in her in months. She was the first to cum. She convulsed so strongly that she almost forced me out of her. I continued, moving my attentions to her engorged clitoris. She had started to moan again as her hips rocked faster. I teased her clit with my fingernail, applying just enough pressure to help her climb the mountain to another climax. I rocked her harder…faster…harder. I pinched her clit, now swollen like a small erect penis. I was getting close and I could see it was going to be a race—a very close one to see who would cum first. My balls clenched, her pussy squeezed. We both gushed forth at almost the exact same instant. I released her legs so we could hold each other and eased onto the bed next to her, turned her onto her side and entered into a long deep kiss. We lay there for some time until I heard her stomach growl. “Oh, excuse me!”
“I think it’s time for lunch. Let’s dress and go out. We can go wherever you want.”
We dressed and took my car to the nearby town. Katie picked a small café in the middle of the main street. We got a few strange looks when we entered and a few more from some people who knew Katie, but, other than that, we had an enjoyable lunch. We returned to her house a bit after three in the afternoon where we sat in the living room and chatted, catching up on the past six months. After a while Katie excused herself to pee. “It’s something I have to do a lot recently. The doctor says it’s pressure the baby is putting on my bladder.” No sooner had she left than the front door opened. “Hi, Katie, I’m …who are you?” It was Katie’s younger sister.
“Hi,” I replied, “I’m Dick. And your name is?”
“Colleen,” She answered.
“That’s a very pretty name. An Irish name for an Irish lass. Do you have any idea how many girls in Ireland are named Colleen?”
“I don’t know… how could anyone know?”
“Well, Colleen, I’ll tell you. In Irish, what used to be called Gaelic, Colleen means girl. So nobody would name their daughter ‘Girl’ so there are none.”
“You’re just making that up, aren’t you?”
“No, I’ve been to Ireland and that’s what they told me there.”
“Are you a friend of Katie’s? Where is she anyway?”
“Katie had to use the bathroom, and I guess you could say I’m a friend of hers.”
“How do you know her?” She asked as Katie reappeared. I took her hand, kissed it, and said, “I’m the father of Katie’s baby.”
Colleen just stood there for several minutes, mouth open, before she said,” Aren’t you too old for that?”
I laughed. “Colleen, as you get older you’ll understand that you never get too old.”
“Katie, it that true? Is he the father?”
“Yes,” Katie replied, “Dick and I have very strong feelings for each other. I spent a weekend with him…remember I was away for a three day weekend about six months ago. Dick lives far away and I didn’t think I’d ever see him again so I wanted something…someone to remind me of him.” She patted her bulging belly. “You see,” she continued, “Dick was married at the time but now his wife has died so he has returned to me.”
“Well, I think mom and dad will go ballistic when they find out.”
“Yes,” I interrupted, “they probably will.”
Chapter 3
We chatted casually, Colleen about school, me about my experiences as a principal, Katie mostly listened. Time flew by until her mother returned from work.
“Katie,” I heard from the hall, “whose car is that? Oh, hello,” she said as she entered the room. I stood, walked across the room and extended my hand. As she took it I said, “Hello, I’m Dick and, to cut to the chase, as they say, I’m the father of Katie’s baby.”
Mom just stood there. I felt funny telling her to sit in her own home, but I did it to maintain control of the conversation. Slowly—clearly—I reviewed what had happened between us—how we met online, established a relationship through our emails, and how we eventually met and conceived her child. “I’m a widower now and I want Katie in my life…to live with me…eventually, I hope to convince her to marry me. Now you know why I suggested you sit. I’m sure it’s quite a shock.”
“Yes, it certainly is. I don’t whether to be angry or happy.”
“I’m sure just seeing someone my age involved with Katie is shocking enough, but I assure you that I do love her—very much—and I promise that I will take very good care of her and our child. I have plenty of money and I’m healthy for my age. With luck you’ll have another grandchild in a year or so.”
Mom just sat there, not knowing what to say. She was clearly upset to learn that her daughter had been involved with a man so much older than she was; on the other hand, here was someone who would care for Katie, pay her expenses, and seemed to love her. It was hard to know what to do. Ultimately, I solved the dilemma for her. “Katie is legally an adult. She can do what she wants and go where she pleases. She tells me she wants to be with me and that’s great with me. The only question is whether you will be a part of her life and the life of our child. Personally, I hope you will. Family is very important to me. I understand that Katie’s dad will have a say in all this, but I hope to convince you that I am the right man for Katie.”
“I don’t know,” Katie’s mom replied. She started to say something else but Katie interrupted. “Don’t I get a say in this Mom? I am an adult and as Dick says I can do what I please. I choose to be with him. I’ve loved Dick ever since we started to email each other. I’m pregnant because I insisted—demanded—unprotected sex with him. I wanted his child and I want him!”
Mom was dumfounded. Katie had never spoken to her like this before. She sat in her chair silent until Katie’s dad returned from work. He took one look around the room saw his wife and daughters sitting silently, before noticing me. “What’s going on? Who are you?” he demanded as he strode further into the room.
“I’m Dick, the father of Katie’s child,” I stated as calmly as possible but he raged. Unable to speak, he wanted to take his frustrations out on someone—anyone. I was handy so he took a step toward me. “Please don’t,” I asked. Unfortunately, that was like a trigger that released his anger. He raised his hands, stepped closer and grabbed me. An instant later he was on the floor looking up bewildered. “I remind you, I asked you to please don’t. I said that for your benefit, not mine. Allow me to help you up.” I leaned over, grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet. “I’m sure we have a great deal to discuss. I suggest we do it as peaceful reasonable people. As I’ve stated several times, I’m Dick and I am the father of Katie’s child. I love Katie, but until now I was unable to provide for her. I was a married man. However, my wife has died and I want Katie to be with me. She has agreed to live with me and I hope, in time, to convince her to marry me. The only question is whether you want to have Katie and her child—our child—in your life. I hope so because I believe that everyone should have strong family ties. I understand that you are shocked by all this but, with time, you will come to understand. I hope you will also come to accept me and what I bring to and for Katie.”
Like the others in the family he just sat there—not speaking a word. Finally, it was Colleen who broke the silence. “I like him,” was all she said as she smiled. She walked over to me and gave me a hug which I gladly returned. That seemed to break the ice. I continued, “Katie tells me that she usually prepares the dinner. She’s been somewhat occupied today so I suggest we all go out. I’m sure you have a few restaurants in town here. I’ll be pleased to treat.”
Katie and I drove to dinner in my car, arriving at the restaurant just a few seconds prior to her parents and Colleen. When we were seated I found myself between Katie and her mom. I spread the menu, half on the table and half covering my lap. That’s when I felt a hand in my crotch. I turned and smiled at Katie. She smiled back but had a confused look on her face. I wasn’t paying all that much attention because that hand was stroking me to an erection. I put the napkin in my lap to hide anything that might happen. That’s when I felt my zipper being pulled down and my cock being expertly removed from my pants. I leaned over to kiss Katie on the cheek, figuring she was working overtime on me. Her hand was working me over in figure eights that were driving me crazy. That’s when I noticed that both of Katie’s hands were on the table. I turned suddenly to Mrs. O’Malley. She smiled, but continued her conversation with Colleen. Now she was clearly jerking me off. I was having a lot of trouble concentrating and keeping my face neutral. When Katie’s dad asked me a question I was barely able to answer; my semen was already rising from my balls. An instant later I came, hiding my reaction in a coughing fit. “Are you alright?” Katie asked.
“Yeah, I think something went down the wrong pipe. I’ll be OK.” I took a drink of water. As I did I noticed Mrs. O wiping her hand on a piece of Italian bread. She was covering it with my cum. She took a big bite, “Wow, they have great bread here, don’t they?” I had to agree. The rest of dinner was uneventful, except that between the appetizer and salad courses Katie put her hand in my lap, squeezing my cock. She seemed surprised when it was slow to respond.
Chapter 4
Katie returned with me to the Sleep Inn. We walked to our room hand in hand. Once safely in I closed and locked the door. We shared a shower, soaping each other as we washed the afternoon’s cum down the drain. The last thing we did was shave each other. I carefully trimmed all around her pussy, kissing her mound when I had finished. Then Katie took the razor to my ball sac and finally trimmed all around my cock. We got out, being careful so Katie wouldn’t fall. I dried Katie as she dried me. I spent a lot of time drying her breasts. Well, actually I was suckling on a nipple while I made feeble efforts at drying them. Katie dried my back before attending to my package and ass. She rubbed my cock to stiffness while she fingered my ass. Neither of us could wait to jump into bed. I had just placed Katie under the covers when there was a knock at the door. I looked at Katie who just shrugged. I threw on a pair of boxers and peeked out the window. “It’s your mom,” I whispered. “What the hell does she want?”
“I don’t know,” Katie replied.
We weren’t getting anywhere this way and I didn’t want her disturbing the others in the motel so I opened the door.
“Oh, thank you. I’m so upset. Katie, your father is drinking…heavily. I’m afraid to stay home.”
“What about Colleen?” she asked.
“Oh, she’ll be OK, I took her to her friend Sarah’s house. They sleep over all the time, but I’m scared. Can I stay here?” she slurred. As she stepped closer I could smell alcohol strong on her breath, so I knew Katie’s dad hadn’t been drinking alone. Mrs. O’Malley tottered unsteadily as she walked across the small room. She started to strip, removing her blouse and skirt before she reached the bed. Her bra and panties followed. Her body was pretty good for a 40-something woman. She looked like an older version of Katie and if Katie looked like this when she reached her forties I’d be extremely satisfied. She had what looked like 40-DD or larger breasts. He butt was firm and she had only a slight tummy; all in all a very pleasing sight—however not just now when Katie and I were renewing our love for each other. Mrs. O fell onto the bed reaching back for me as she did. She ripped my boxers from my body. “Oh, Katie, I’m so jealous of you. Your father hasn’t touched me in months. I need some loving so badly. She reached for my flaccid cock, stroking it slowly. “Oh, I shouldn’t be here, should I, Katie. Please don’t be mad at me.” She reached over to Katie intending to kiss her on her cheek. She kissed her daughter then slid her lips over Katie’s. Her kiss was soft at first—motherly– but that changed as Katie returned her kiss. Mrs. O grabbed the back of Katie’s head pressing her lips hard into Katie’s, her tongue forcing its way into her daughter’s mouth. She cupped Katie’s large soft breast before moving her hand to her nipple. They were rubbing each other skin on skin, heating each other. Mrs. O let go of my erection so she could rub Katie’s clit, soon driving Katie crazy with desire. Katie writhed under her mother’s touch. Her mom kissed her way down Katie’s body, teasing her navel with her tongue before settling her mouth over Katie’s mound. I looked at Katie wondering what to do. Katie mouthed the words, “Fuck her…hard.” I positioned myself behind the woman I hoped would be my future mother-in-law, rubbing her ass before slipping my hand down to her slit. If she objected she should have said something, but since she didn’t I opened her canal with my fingers and slid my hard cock into her. She was wet—now I knew where Katie got it from—and her tunnel was so hot. I pushed all the way into her, holding her hips for balance I started to fuck her hard. All this was having a marvelous effect on her as she started to attack Katie’s cunt with zeal. She was drinking Katie’s pussy juice—slurping it up—as she sucked on Katie’s cunt. When she moved to Katie’s clit, nibbling and licking it, Katie went over the top. She tensed, motionless, before shaking with convulsions of sexual rapture. She went limp in a pool of her own sweat. As she lay back, her mom paid more attention to the fucking I was delivering. “Harder…harder… please.” I was jamming my cock into her pussy with incredible force. At the angle I was using I had to hit her G-spot with every thrust. “Oohhh, damn, that feels so fucking good. Give it to me. Fill me with your cream. Oohhh, I’m…going…cuuummmming! Ooooohhhhh! Ooohhh” She would have collapsed if I weren’t fucking her and I had no intention of stopping.
“Ugh, I’m close. Just a little bit more.” Mrs. O pulled off my cock and spun around at the same time that Katie revived. Cheek to cheek they jerked me off, my stream hitting Katie in the face before the next shot landed in her mouth. Her mom pushed her aside so the next rope landed in her mouth. My final shot landed on Mom’s chest. Katie licked my cum from her mom while Mom wiped it from her daughter’s face. “Damn, you taste good,” Mrs. O said, “but then I found that out at dinner, didn’t I” I’ve eaten there many times but their bread never tasted so good before.”
We climbed into the king sized bed with Katie in the middle. I lay on my back, head on a pillow, ready for sleep. Katie snuggled close, her knee over my legs, her left arm over my chest. I raised my arm so she could put her head on my shoulder and wrapped it around her body. We pulled up the blanket and drifted into a restless sleep.
It was still dark out when I roused, or should I say was roused from sleep. I felt someone tugging at my cock and licking it clean of the cum and Mrs. O’s pussy juice. Katie was still in my arms sound asleep so that left only her mom. Katie’s foot was pushed aside and my legs were pushed apart. When Katie rolled over she pulled most of the blankets with her. I could see her mom between my legs. She looked up, giving me a sheepish grin as she continued to suck on my cock which by now was again hard as granite.
“I need you to fuck me,” she whispered, “fuck me in my ass. It’s been so fucking long since I had it that way…please.” I didn’t want to cheat on Katie so I figured the best way to handle this was to wake her up. “Wha…?” she asked rubbing her eyes.
“Your mom wants me to fuck her ass.” I explained.
“So…do it. You didn’t have to wake me up for that.” And she immediately fell back asleep. I got up from the bed and positioned myself behind her. I brushed the tip of my cock against her slit, pre-cum dripped onto her labia and into her cunt. I pushed into her as she responded with a light moan. I gave her several hard thrusts, causing her to buck forward as I rammed into her. I pushed two fingers into her wet snatch along with my cock. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good. When are you going to do my ass?”
I pushed one of the fingers, moist with her lubricants, into her anus, moving it around to spread the lube and relax her anal muscles. When I thought she was ready I forced in the other. When the anus was sufficiently stretched I pulled my cock from her dripping pussy and aimed for her butt. There was a slight gape so I was able to push my cock head in easily. Once that was past her sphincter the job was simple. I pushed forward as she pushed back. It was only a moment before I was balls deep into her shitter. She moaned louder now and even more when I started to fuck her. When I reached around her hips for her clit I thought she would jump off the bed. I rammed her hard, partly to get myself off, partly to punish her for interrupting my plans for Katie and me. “Oh, God, that hurts…so… fucking… good.” She started to shake all over as her climax neared and experienced one massive shudder when it hit her. She sunk to the bed, my cock still up her ass. I continued to ram it up her ass until—“I’m going to cum.” She pulled herself off me and spun around, taking my dirty cock into her mouth. She was cum crazy. She couldn’t get enough of my juice into her mouth and would do anything to get it. When I finally came torrents of hot white cum jetted from my cock straight into her stomach. She milked me dry then licked my cock clean before returning to her side of the bed. I snuggled up against Katie. She rolled over again throwing arm and leg over me. I fell back asleep, exhausted from my exertions.
We three had breakfast the following morning then returned Katie’s mom to her home. Katie packed several bags and we headed to the airport. Katie would return to the Carolinas with me where we would live. Katie would attend school until our child was born then return until she graduated. I was thrilled to learn that she would have a girl. Another Katie in my life would be great.
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“I’m sorry Lauren; I just can’t go out with a girl with a penis”
She slams the phone down and her eyes start to water, she soon bursts in to tears. Her tear drenched pillow is equal to her red puffy eyes. The phones rings, it’s her friend Julia
“Hello?” Julia has also been crying, Julia’s distinctive deep voice is interrupted by sniffles “Lauren, I need to stay with you-my parents caught me in bed with my dog”
“Oh, come over just now, we can talk about it”
Twenty minutes past and Lauren has been crying, the door bell ring,
“Lauren! Your friend Julia is here “shouts Laurens lesbian foster mum,
“Come up, Julia “
Julia comes up, Jillian; her ex’s best friend is lying dead in the corner
“OMG, Lauren what the hell did you do to her “
“I know, I accidentally smothered her” Lauren explains “I didn’t mean to”
“Oh well” they dump Jillian’s body into the closet
“Hey Julia I didn’t know you were bringing your dog! You know I too have a dog fetish”
“Well what was I supposed to do?” “I love him”
Julia notices Laurens cock slowly hardening through her jeans
“Wow, Lauren I didn’t know your fetish was as bad as that?!?”
“Ye , I don’t know what’s wrong with me , maybe its because I’m so ridiculously ugly , I look for animals as a source of pleasure because at least they don’t judge me for having huge cellulite thighs and butt and a cock that makes other men puke at the thought of me”
“Don’t worry Lauren I still find you attractive” Julia strokes Laurens manhood through her jeans”
“Do you want to do something with yours dog Julia?”
“Ye okay” says Lauren
They whistle her dog Hamish over, and Hamish bounds over. Lauren takes of her jeans off to reveal her 12 inches of cock; she bends over and shoves her cock into Hamish and the yelp from Hamish shows he loves cock in his ass. Julia is rubbing her 3 inch clit on her bed groaning deeply. Julia decides to join the action she bounds over and starts making out with Hamish the dog. Suddenly Laurens mum comes in to see her daughter her friend and her dog Hamish going at it like horny rabbits. Instead of being disgusted, she strips off to reveal her 7 inch cock and puts her cock into Julia’s ass and she groans deeply.
“I’m going to cum shouts Lauren ass she takes her cock out of Hamish’s ass and spreads her load over her mum Julia and the dog. Hamish laps up the cum as he loves the taste of cock and cum .They start kissing gently until the morning . “I’m sorry Lauren; I just can’t go out with a girl with a penis”
She slams the phone down and her eyes start to water, she soon bursts in to tears. Her tear drenched pillow is equal to her red puffy eyes. The phones rings, it’s her friend Julia
“Hello?” Julia has also been crying, Julia’s distinctive deep voice is interrupted by sniffles “Lauren, I need to stay with you-my parents caught me in bed with my dog”
“Oh, come over just now, we can talk about it”
Twenty minutes past and Lauren has been crying, the door bell ring, “I’m sorry Lauren; I just can’t go out with a girl with a penis”
She slams the phone down and her eyes start to water, she soon bursts in to tears. Her tear drenched pillow is equal to her red puffy eyes. The phones rings, it’s her friend Julia
“Hello?” Julia has also been crying, Julia’s distinctive deep voice is interrupted by sniffles “Lauren, I need to stay with you-my parents caught me in bed with my dog”
“Oh, come over just now, we can talk about it”
Twenty minutes past and Lauren has been crying, the door bell ring,
“Lauren! Your friend Julia is here “shouts Laurens lesbian foster mum,
“Come up, Julia “
Julia comes up, Jillian; her ex’s best friend is lying dead in the corner
“OMG, Lauren what the hell did you do to her “
“I know, I accidentally smothered her” Lauren explains “I didn’t mean to”
“Oh well” they dump Jillian’s body into the closet
“Hey Julia I didn’t know you were bringing your dog! You know I too have a dog fetish”
“Well what was I supposed to do?” “I love him”
Julia notices Laurens cock slowly hardening through her jeans
“Wow, Lauren I didn’t know your fetish was as bad as that?!?”
“Ye , I don’t know what’s wrong with me , maybe its because I’m so ridiculously ugly , I look for animals as a source of pleasure because at least they don’t judge me for having huge cellulite thighs and butt and a cock that makes other men puke at the thought of me”
“Don’t worry Lauren I still find you attractive” Julia strokes Laurens manhood through her jeans”
“Do you want to do something with yours dog Julia?”
“Ye okay” says Lauren
They whistle her dog Hamish over, and Hamish bounds over. Lauren takes of her jeans off to reveal her 12 inches of cock; she bends over and shoves her cock into Hamish and the yelp from Hamish shows he loves cock in his ass. Julia is rubbing her 3 inch clit on her bed groaning deeply. Julia decides to join the action she bounds over and starts making out with Hamish the dog. Suddenly Laurens mum comes in to see her daughter her friend and her dog Hamish going at it like horny rabbits. Instead of being disgusted, she strips off to reveal her 7 inch cock and puts her cock into Julia’s ass and she groans deeply.
“I’m going to cum shouts Lauren ass she takes her cock out of Hamish’s ass and spreads her load over her mum Julia and the dog. Hamish laps up the cum as he loves the taste of cock and cum .They start kissing gently until the morning .
“Lauren! Your friend Julia is here “shouts Laurens lesbian foster mum,
“Come up, Julia “
Julia comes up, Jillian; her ex’s best friend is lying dead in the corner
“OMG, Lauren what the hell did you do to her “
“I know, I accidentally smothered her” Lauren explains “I didn’t mean to”
“Oh well” they dump Jillian’s body into the closet
“Hey Julia I didn’t know you were bringing your dog! You know I too have a dog fetish”
“Well what was I supposed to do?” “I love him”
Julia notices Laurens cock slowly hardening through her jeans
“Wow, Lauren I didn’t know your fetish was as bad as that?!?”
“Ye , I don’t know what’s wrong with me , maybe its because I’m so ridiculously ugly , I look for animals as a source of pleasure because at least they don’t judge me for having huge cellulite thighs and butt and a cock that makes other men puke at the thought of me”
“Don’t worry Lauren I still find you attractive” Julia strokes Laurens manhood through her jeans”
“Do you want to do something with yours dog Julia?”
“Ye okay” says Lauren
They whistle her dog Hamish over, and Hamish bounds over. Lauren takes of her jeans off to reveal her 12 inches of cock; she bends over and shoves her cock into Hamish and the yelp from Hamish shows he loves cock in his ass. Julia is rubbing her 3 inch clit on her bed groaning deeply. Julia decides to join the action she bounds over and starts making out with Hamish the dog. Suddenly Laurens mum comes in to see her daughter her friend and her dog Hamish going at it like horny rabbits. Instead of being disgusted, she strips off to reveal her 7 inch cock and puts her cock into Julia’s ass and she groans deeply.
“I’m going to cum shouts Lauren ass she takes her cock out of Hamish’s ass and spreads her load over her mum Julia and the dog. Hamish laps up the cum as he loves the taste of cock and cum .They start kissing gently until the morning .
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A young man meets a girl and her mother, who have developed a very special relationship with their dog
It had been quite and exciting week around our house. I had shared some of the most thrilling sexual experiences of my life with my husband and my son, and I was planning on taking it further tonight. All I had to do was conjure the memory of the two most special guys in my life sucking each other off and I was ready to cream in my pants.
I was lying on my bed lightly stroking my pussy lips and waiting for my son Evan. I decided that instead of rolling around in the cramped space on my son’s bedroom floor, we should spend this evening in our king size bed instead. My husband Don came out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower, and joined me on the bed.
“What have you got there, babe?” he asked.
“A very wet pussy.”
“Yum!” He went down for a taste and I snapped my legs shut before he could get there.
“No you don’t,” I smiled. “I don’t want you to spoil your appetite.”
“Aw, you’re saving all the good stuff for your son. I’m jealous.”
“Hon, you’re not really are you?” I asked worried. This was one of the problems I anticipated and prayed wouldn’t cause trouble between us.
“Jealous? Naw, I’m kidding with you.” He kissed one of my nipples, and I was somewhat relieved.
“I know we talked about it before,” I said, “but that was when it was a fantasy. Now that it’s real, you have to be honest with me if you’re having doubts or hurt feelings.”
“To be honest, I wasn’t crazy about the idea at the start. I know you had an intuition that Evan might be gay, but I knew for sure that I certainly wasn’t. But I trust you, and I want to make you happy, so I went along with your perverted little family affair.”
“You think it’s perverted?”
“Let me finish. And, yes, what we’re doing is the textbook definition of perverted.” He kissed my other nipple before going on. “Listening in on Evan and you masturbating together that first night, then actually watching our son make love to you the next night, was more of a turn on than I ever expected. But, I never felt one iota of jealousy, or anything remotely like it.”
“It was the same for me watching you two making each other cum,” I said dreamily. “It’s like we’re all together in a way that we could never be with anyone else. There’s no competition, or head games, and we can just be free to enjoy each other’s bodies.”
“I want to enjoy your body right now, lady.”
Don climbed on top of me, kissing and nibbling my neck as he did. I giggled and tried to fight him off, but he was too strong (and I really didn’t want to win this contest). He got in between my legs and plowed his hard-on right into my dripping pussy. It was madly exciting to have him take me like that, so crazy with passion he absolutely had to have me right that moment.
Evan came into our room just as we got started. He was naked, his hair still damp from the shower.
“Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad.” He was as casual as could be despite the fact that he just walked in on his parents having sex. That made me feel good all over for some reason.
“Hey, buddy, c’mon in,” Don said without missing a beat.
“Your Dad couldn’t wait to put his cock in my pussy. Do you want to watch us fuck?”
“Sure, I haven’t seen you guys do it yet. You look real sexy with your legs spread like that, Mom.”
“Thanks, honey. Why don’t you get down behind your father where you can see?”
Evan moved to the foot of the bed and situated himself.
“Can you see all right?” I asked my son while my husband continued to thrust himself into me.
“A little, but not really,” Evan answered. I raised my feet up into the air, and Don adjusted up and forward. “How’s that, honey?”
“Perfect.”
“Can you see Dad’s cock going in and out of my pussy?”
“Yeah, I can see everything.”
“Touch my pussy, baby. I want you to feel me getting fucked.” I felt him touch me and I was flying.
He ran his fingers up one side of my pussy, then down and up the other side. He wrapped his thumb and forefinger around my husband’s cock like a ring so Don was fucking through our son’s fingers and into me. It was inexplicably exhilarating.
After a little while his hand moved and I didn’t know what he was doing. Then Don moaned and got a goofy smile on his face.
“Your son is playing with my balls,” he informed me. “And he’s damn good at it.” He slowed down, wanting to make this last as much as I did.
“Mom, I can see your butt, you know.”
“I know, honey. I like showing myself off to you.”
“Can I touch it?”
“Of course, darling.” I felt his finger on my asshole. He circled it around, gathering some of the wetness leaking down from my pussy, then pressed his fingertip into me. My husband was fucking me while my son played with my ass. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Oh, yes, I’m coming,” I gasped.
My husband and son worked together to bring me off in fine fashion. As soon as my climax subsided, Don was cumming inside me. He grunted and rammed himself deep into me, then released. He pulled out and rested next to me to catch his breath.
Before I realized it, Evan was lapping my pussy. He kissed and sucked my super sensitive clit, making me jump and chirp with painful pleasure. Then he surprised me by moving his lips lower and sucking his father’s cum out of me.
“Wow,” Don chuckled, “that boy really loves my spunk. Maybe I should bottle the stuff and put it on the market.”
I just lay there and basked in the sensation of Evan mouth on my pussy. When he had his fill he came up and gave me a kiss. He surprised me again by pushing his tongue past my lips. Our first French kiss together. I could taste my juices, and his father’s cum on his lips and tongue. God, what a turn on! Evan settled down on my other side, and I was nestled snug between my two men feeling all warm and cozy.
We snuggled like that for a while. Their hands roamed over my body lazily, tweaking a nipple, tickling my belly button, caressing my thigh. I just soaked it all in. I got a little charge between the legs when I watched my husband reach across me and touch my son’s penis. Don brushed his fingertips along the length of Evan’s cock. He squeezed the head lightly, then fondled his balls. I smiled when I saw the spellbound look on my husband’s face–he was like a little boy with a new toy. And Evan was certainly enjoying the attention. I was so happy my heart nearly ached with it.
“Evan,” I finally broke the comfortable silence. “Remember that picture I showed you, the one I like to look at while I masturbate?”
“The one with the lady who had two cocks in her mouth?”
“That’s the one. I was thinking I’d like to try that now. I want to suck on both your cocks at the same time.”
The guys liked the idea so I scooted down on the bed, and they each knelt on either side of my head. They moved in closer and the tips of their cocks hovered just above my mouth. I gabbed onto them, one in each hand, and put Evan in my mouth first. I gave him a few long sucks, running my tongue all around him. I turned my head and mouthed my husband. His cock tasted like my pussy mixed with his own cum.
I then drew them together right in front of my face. Their penises touched. I rubbed them together, picturing their pee holes as two little mouths kissing. By their expressions I could tell they were loving the feeling of cock on cock. I ran my tongue up between them and a shiver spread over me.
I angled their cocks downward and into my mouth. I started with them apart and played my tongue over their heads. Two cocks in my mouth; I could now check off another of my fantasies. I brought them together and their penises mushed up against one another between my lips. I sucked on them as best as I could.
I realized, as good as this was, the angle was all wrong. I really needed them standing in front of me if I wanted to be able to suck both their cocks properly. As it was, I could only get the ends of their cocks into my mouth, and maybe a little more. But I was more than happy with that, for now. I sucked and slurped those cocks as my husband pinched my nipples and Evan reached down and fingered my pussy.
“Okay, guys,” I said after a good long time playing with them. “I want some cum. How about your fellas jerk off on me?”
“Can I cum on your face, Mom?”
“You read my mind, honey.”
I relaxed and watched them take hold of their hard shafts and begin stroking. I tickled their balls for them as they masturbated. There’s something about watching men jerking themselves off that absolutely captivates me. Their big hands, and the way they handle themselves so expertly, gets me going every time. There’s also that element of vulnerability when their doing it–it’s almost impossible to maintain a macho façade when you’re playing with your own cock.
My boys leaned forward on their own and touched their penises together as they whacked off over me. I’d love to see them cumming on each other’s cocks. Evan was the first to reach orgasm and he directed his burst of cum onto my face. I closed my eyes and let the warm liquid pumping out of my son’s cock cover me, knowing how exciting it must be for him to see his own sperm all over his mother’s face. When he was finished my husband bent down and sucked the last drops of semen off the end of his son’s cock. He then straightened up and unloaded his own orgasm into my waiting mouth.
I ate my husband’s cum and licked my lips. “Who’s going to clean me up?”
The two of them wasted no time in coming down to lick and suck up all the cum dripping down my cheeks. While they worked I slipped two fingers in my pussy and fucked myself to an almost instantaneous orgasm. This was so much fun it should be illegal. Oh, wait, in some states it is!
“You boys did a very nice job, but I think I could still use a rinse.” I climbed out from between them and headed for the bathroom. “You two will be all right without me for a few minutes?”
“It won’t be easy,” my husband kidded, “but we’ll try to keep busy.”
I went into the master bath and cleaned the sheen of sperm and saliva off my face. I gave my pussy a quick rinse. I looked in the mirror and noticed I was smiling again. I’d been doing an awful lot of that lately.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found my son and husband lying on their sides in a kind of sixty-nine position sucking on each other’s cock at the same time. They looked so cute like that. They weren’t going at it like crazy, but rather just contentedly suckling away on one another’s manhood in peaceful bliss. I wanted to take a picture.
I settled down on the bed and watched them for a little bit. I ran my fingernails along my husband’s thigh and gazed lovingly at my son sucking his father’s cock. Evan paused and looked up at me with a satisfied grin.
“We missed you, Mom,” he joked. “Am I going to get to fuck your cunt again tonight?”
He was getting very good about verbalizing his desires. At least that part of my plan was working.
“I had something a little different in mind for tonight, honey.” I noticed he was having a hard time concentrating with his dad sucking his cock. “I was thinking that I’d like you both to fuck me at the same time.”
“Wow, Mom, that would be awesome.”
“You could fuck me in the ass, while your father fucks my pussy. Want to give it a try?”
“Sure thing!”
It took us a minute to work out the logistics for this maneuver. Don lay down on his back and I got on top of him. I slipped my pussy down onto his cock and settled it in nice and deep.
“Okay, honey, now put some of that lube on my ass and work it in.” I said to Evan. My son squirted the lubricating jelly into his hand and rubbed it on my back side.
“Like this?”
“That’s perfect. Now put your finger in me like your did earlier.” He eased his finger in and twirled it around. “Now use two fingers, honey.” Evan put his first two fingers in me and I could feel a little tightness. I relaxed and it only took a few seconds for me to get comfortable with it. “Good, just push them in and out and get me nice and loosened up back there.” Don and I had anal sex usually once or twice a month, so it didn’t take long for him to get me ready.
“Mom, did I ever tell you what a really hot ass you have?”
“Thanks, honey, you’re so sweet. Are you ready to fuck that hot ass of mine, or what?”
“I’m ready!” He stood up and straddled me, crouching down and positioning his well-lubed cock at the entrance of my wide open ass.
“Take it nice and easy at first,” Don advised him over my shoulder. “But once you get her warmed up, you can pound away at your Mom’s ass as hard as your want. Trust me, she loves it.”
I smacked my husband on the shoulder, but I couldn’t deny it. I loved getting fucked really hard in the ass.
The tip of Evan’s cock pressed up against my asshole. He rubbed it around, found the spot and pushed. His cock entered my ass, and I was on cloud nine. I remained motionless on my husband’s cock, while my son’s penis glided deeper inside my rear hole. Finally he penetrated me as far as he could and I reveled in the sensation of having both my holes filled at the same time. I felt like the luckiest girl alive.
“That feels so good, guys. Your cocks are inside me and it’s amazing.” They both started moving, slowly at first, trying to get a feel for how this was going to work.
“I can feel Dad’s cock moving inside you, Mom.”
“Do you like it, honey? Do you like fucking your Mom in the ass?”
“It’s great, Mom. You want me to fuck you harder, like Dad said?”
“Yes, fuck me nice and hard, baby.”
“And see if you can get down a little lower, buddy,” Don requested. “That way our balls will rub together while we fuck your mom.”
Evan adjusted his angle and based on my husband’s satisfied moan I’d say he got what he wanted. They both picked up the pace, while I found it best to remain still as they worked themselves in and out of me. They experimented with thrusting together, then with one going in while the other pulled back. Everything they did felt wonderful to me.
Evan’s hands were grasping onto my hips, and I could feel his strong thighs against me. He broke rhythm with his father and started going faster. It hurt so good.
“Our son is fucking you in the ass,” my husband whispered to me. “Your boy has his cock buried in your asshole, hon, and he’s fucking you like crazy.”
“Yes! Fuck my ass with your cock, Evan. Fuck your mom’s asshole!”
“I’m cumming, Mom! I’m cumming in your ass!”
“Me, too,” Don groaned. “I’m about to cum in your cunt.”
“That’s it, boys, fill me up. Fuck me! Make me cum!”
Incredibly, our orgasms all erupted within seconds of each other. It was a cacophony of screams, and moans, and grunts like I’ve never heard before. And I was probably the loudest. We collapsed atop one another and couldn’t speak for a long while. I felt their cum oozing out of my ass and my pussy and dribbling down onto the bed covers, but I didn’t care about the mess.
I finally had a sense of what utter fulfillment truly meant.
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