0 comments/ 128213 views/ 11 favorites Michael and Mrs. Reed By: JackFlash1959 Michael watched Susan through the window. At 10:30pm, Susan always took her evening shower and since Michael happened upon this fact a few years earlier, he had been a frequent visitor to her back yard. Susan, now in her first year of college, was home for the summer. It had been a hot few days and Michael knew that she wouldn't skip a nice cooling off shower. Michael stood back from the window to get a better view and to make sure she didn't see him. He stayed in the shadows as best he could. Tonight, he brought binoculars to see her better. Susan was on the second floor and stripped off her T-shirt and shorts. Michael could hear her music playing through the open window. He liked Susan, but she was too old for him and too pretty. Michael watched her take off her bra. Though her breasts were small, they were firm and nicely formed. As a horny teenager, any view of a woman's breasts was a welcome view! Michael couldn't see anything else as the bottom of the window blocked his view. Susan turned away and put on her robe. The show was over for now. Michael waited a minute and adjusted his enlarged cock in his blue jeans. He watched as Susan's light turned out and a moment or two later, the light in the bathroom turned on. With the bathroom window open, Kevin could hear the shower turn on and even the water going down the drain. What a shame, he couldn't see through the curtain covering the bathroom window. Michael gave another look, but could see nothing. He hated the term "peeping Tom", but that was the only way he could satisfy his curiosity. Friends of his had already had sex and he hadn't. He was really was curious what a woman looked like. To Michael's left, he heard a rustling in the leaves. He crouched down quickly but could see nothing because his eyes were used to looking at the bright light in the window. Michael's eyes finally adjusted and saw Susan's mom, Mrs. Reed, walk through the darkness and into the house. Did she see him? Michael felt relieved when he looked through the kitchen window and saw that she had a couple of eggs in her hands - she must have borrowed them from the Murphys behind the Reeds. Michael could see Mrs. Reed clearly through the kitchen window. She must have been very young when she gave birth to Susan. There were few wrinkles in her face and she still dressed and acted pretty young. Michael raised his binoculars and watched Susan's window. She had finished her shower and Michael watch carefully as she put on her nightgown. Cute small breasts, he thought. With that, Mrs. Reed came into the room and gave Susan a goodnight kiss. Susan was the Reeds only child. Michael wondered where Mr. Reed was. He was a burly fellow who, Michael swore, would cut off Michael's balls if he caught him out here! The lights downstairs were turned off and Michael figured the show was over. He watched as Mrs. Reed walked briefly by her bedroom window in a sheer gown. It was a nice quick view. Michael moved into better position and found a nice tree to climb to get a better view. Once up the tree, Michael had a direct view of the Reed's bedroom. If he was lucky, maybe he would see them have sex. He waited patiently as Mrs. Reed went about getting ready for bet. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and took out her contact lenses. Mrs. Reed propped up some pillows and turned on the TV. She then pushed a tape into the VCR. Michael strained his position to get a look at what movie she was watching. Michael pulled out his binoculars and realized he a had a perfect view of both Mrs. Reed laying on top of the bed and the movie through the mirror by her bed. It was a porn flick - what luck he was having. The movie showed a well endowed Hispanic man purchasing lingerie from a buxom blonde. After arguing over the price, they naturally compromised on having sex instead. Michael watched with great interest his first viewing of a man with a large boner providing a beautiful woman with the sex of her life. Mrs. Reed drew gentle circles around her nipples with her fingertip. Her nipples got hard gradually and so did Michael's cock. She cupped her breasts and then gently squeezed her nipples. The movie continued in the background, but Michael focused on the live show. Her breasts were much larger than her daughters. She moved her hands down and they found her vagina. Her fingers poked and prodded her clit and the excitement showed on her face. Mrs. Reed slid to the edge of the bed closest to Michael and slid two fingers inside her cunt. Michael's cock throbbed as he sat in the tree. She pulled a modest tan dildo out of her nightstand drawer. She sucked on the head getting it wet. She spread her legs apart and slid dildo up inside of her and began stroking the rubber cock in and out of her. Her other hand alternated between her breast and clit. After several minutes her left hand settled on stroking her clit while her right hand plunged the dildo in and out. She climaxed with a tremendous shudder that showed in her contorted face and shook her breasts. She lay there for a minute and then climbed under the covers and fell asleep. Michael ran home as fast as he could so that he wouldn't miss his curfew. He got in his room and his cock was still thick with excitement. Tonight's viewing was so much more than he could ever have asked for. Looking down at his cock, it seemed extra long and thick. He took out his ruler and sure enough, he had a new record- 9 1/4 inches! His cock was unusual because of the thickness of the head. It was long and thick, but it always embarrassed him because the head of the cock was so much thicker than the shaft. His fingers deftly wrapped around the shaft and stroked up and down. Michael replayed the whole night in his mind and soon had cum all over his left hand. As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered what it would be like to have a woman use his cock. Part II The next day, Michael made a vow to stop by the Reed's house and see if he could mow their lawn or perform some yard work for them. He needed to get up close to Mrs. Reed and see what she really looked like and that way fulfill his fantasies. If he also got closer to Susan, that would be a real bonus. Indeed, Mr. Reed was out of town for several days, and the lawn needed mowing and raking. Mrs. Reed introduced herself as Linda. She was even prettier than Michael had imagined. She had high cheekbones and tanned forearms. They worked together and Michael took several long glances at her ass and her legs whenever she walked by. Susan also helped out and Michael found out that she wasn't really that much older than he. Michael got paid well for his efforts and also got some money. That night, Michael watched Susan get ready for bed. He was disappointed that Susan didn't masturbate like her mother had. Obviously Mrs. Reed was much hornier, and of course, she had access to better toys. There was a voice behind him "Excuse me". It was quiet, but forceful. It was Mrs. Reed. Michael was caught, standing in the backyard of his neighbor with binoculars. "I see that you have some interest in my daughter", she said evenly. "Come inside, I don't like standing outside in my pajamas". Michael followed Mrs. Reed in the back door. As soon as they entered the light, Michael realized that she was in the same sheer pajamas as the night before. As he followed behind her, he got a very clear view of her butt crack. Mrs. Reed sat down on the couch and quietly asked Michael to sit beside her. "How long have you been peeping at my daughter?" she spoke quietly but forcefully. "Just a couple of days" replied Michael. He could smell her perfume, it was strong and intoxicating. He looked down, embarrassed. She put her hand on his knee and he looked up to her eyes. Her eyes were green, soft with small lines around them. He felt terrible guilt. She put her other hand to his chin and held it to look right at him. "Susan is asleep by now." She said. "I don't want your being caught peeping on her to become some sort of sick fantasy. You haven't made love before, have you?" It was more of a statement than a question. "You're curious about women, what they look like, feel like, taste like, aren't you?" Again, a statement, not really a question. "If you promise to stop peeping AND leave my daughter alone, I'll show you what you need to know and remove some of the curiosity. Do you agree?" Michael was very intrigued and quickly agreed. Mrs. Reed leaned back on the couch and brought Michael's hand to her breast. It was full and soft and he handled it gently. "If you want to please a woman, you need to find that balance of tenderness and roughness that will make her feel cared for and yet excited." With that, Michael squeezed her breast harder and tweaked her nipple. "Well, you seem to learn very quickly" she said with a smile. She took his head in her hands and kissed him squarely on the mouth. Their tongues touched and Michael almost came in his pants. As they kissed, she removed his pants while his hands kept busy with her breasts. Her nipples were hard and he pleaded to lick them. "Yes, please do" she said quickly. His licking was young and boyish and she liked his inexperience. While he licked, she removed her pajama bottoms to relieve some heat from her cunt. Her fingers quickly found their mark and the juices were flowing out and down to her anus. Time to see what the young man had for equipment, she thought. Michael continued to focus on Mrs. Reed's breasts while she reached for his penis. She was shocked by the feel of it. She had seen large cocks on some of the porno movies she and her husband shared, but never felt anything like what he had. The head felt almost twice as thick as the shaft and the shaft was really, very thick. She briefly thought of her husband who was fond of saying "Size doesn't matter, it's the motion that counts". Mrs. Reed pulled Michael off her breasts. "I've got to see what you have here" she said with a smile. Michael leaned back, a bit embarrassed. Mrs. Reed turned on a soft light and gazed upon the young man's genitals. "Is it ok?" he asked nervously. "It is beautiful, and I think it is time you let ME do some sucking for a while" she replied. She did not hesitate. Mrs. Reed quickly rotated her position so that she was between his legs and gripping Michael's massive cock. She took a breath and took the head into her mouth. Michael felt tremendous warmth and watched as her blonde hair bobbed up and down on his cock. She licked the sides and underneath and took the head and some of the shaft into her mouth. Her tongue found that sensitive spot on the underside of his head and Michael's toes curled. The pump within his balls squirted his cum deep down her throat and after a short gag, she swallowed all of it. His cock began to melt while Mrs. Reed tried to catch her breath. Her crotch was soaked and she really wanted to feel that size inside of her. It was much bigger in length and thickness than her husband's cock. In fact, it was the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was even bigger than her dildo. "I'm sorry I came so early" Michael said quietly. "Oh, honey, it was wonderful for me. I love sucking cock. We'll make up for it some other time" She looked into his eyes and realized that he doubted that there would ever be a "some other time". She had to take him tonight, for his sake . . . as well as hers! "Well, maybe you're not quite done, yet" she said with a smile. "You know, a young man like you might cum 2, 3 or even 4 times in an hour. Wait here, I've got something to show you." She wasn't gone long and she brought back with her a small black tube. She turned the end of it and it hummed, it was a vibrator. She used it first on him and he thought he had gone to heaven. She couldn't stand it anymore and put it on her clit. Mrs. Reed explained that there were two basic areas that pleased a woman to climax, the walls of her vagina and her clitoris or clit. As she pressed the vibrator to her engorged clit, she invited him to slide a finger or two inside her vagina. It was wet and sticky. Michael immediately noticed that Mrs. Reed's nipples became quickly erect. As the humming continued on her clit, Michael noted that she forgot about him. The smile on her face told him that she was very close to coming. Her eyes opened for a moment and she looked down at the massive cock between them. With one hand on her vibrator, she clutched the other around Michael's cock. Holding on, she humped the vibrator. Her tits heaved up and down bouncing in front of Michael's eyes. He wanted to suck them, but they moved too fast, plus, he didn't want to interrupt her passion. She smiled again, almost a wicked smile. Then, a small cry came from her open mouth and she squeezed his cock and shook. Michael felt the walls of her cunt contract on his fingers. She continued to shake for a few minutes more. He understood what she had told him about her clit and her cunt. She let go of his cock and put the vibrator down. Her breathing was heavy and hot as she kissed him about the neck, cheeks and then on his mouth. "Enough play time, I'm going for the ride of my life" Mrs. Reed said with a smile. She pushed him down on the floor and straddled his legs with hers. The cock reached high on her belly and the head rubbed on the underside of her breasts. "Don't worry, baby" she said, "You're going to get to suck on my tits while I enjoy this young cock of yours!" Mrs. Reed leaned forward and placed her tits on Michael's face, teasing him over and over "I know you young boys are infatuated with a mature woman's tits" He was, and finally got a nipple in his mouth and sucked it in. "Good boy" she taunted. "Now, this is going to feel real good, for both of us" Without the elongated foreplay, she never would have been able to take that head in. She wouldn't have been nearly as wet as she was. Her cunt lips were thick and sopping wet. Michael's engorged head pressed into her vagina as she slowly lowered herself onto his dick. The head slid in and she almost passed out. She was plenty wet, so she felt no pain. She could feel herself stretch. She tried to spread her legs apart more, but it gave her no advantage. The pressure was tremendous and caused her head to swirl. Michael watched as she gritted her teeth and continued the slow decent onto his cock. He continued to bite and suck her tits. They were wonderfully shaped and were a dream come true for him. He had to be careful, as he didn't want to come, yet. Mrs. Reed rode up and down for several minutes, never quite getting all the way down on Michael's cock. Nothing had ever been that deep within her and she was nervous. She continued to ride the thickness between her legs. Her cunt lips were swollen and stretched and were beginning to numb, when she finally drove herself down and tool all of Michael's tool within her. Michael held back from coming. He had realized that she loved his cock and it was big for her. She had continued to mutter about it size the whole time she was sliding up and down. Now, she had jammed herself onto his pole and his whole shaft felt warm and wet. It started out as a soft whisper "yes". She smiled as she drew almost off his cock and then slammed down again, and louder "Yes, oh yes". A big smile and her eyes closed as she drew off again. This time she screamed "Oh God, yes" as she came down. Each stroke was the same, only faster. Michael could take it no more and when she came down upon him with her hips, her tits hit him in the face and he lost all control. He pulled her to him, his toes curled and his balls contracted. Cum squirted deep within Mrs. Reed's vagina. Mrs. Reed continued her assault on his cock until she stopped, exhausted. "Did you cum?" Michael asked quietly. "Several times" she replied. She climbed off Michael and examined his deflating cock. Indeed, she thought, this was an interesting cock. "You and your cock have brought me to more climaxes tonight than I have ever had in one week." They both heard a noise in the hallway. Michael got quickly dressed and left out the window. Michael and Mrs. Reed Ch. 2 "Mom, was that Michael?" Mrs. Reed caught the question and thought quickly - lie or don't lie? "Sit down, please" Mrs. Reed quietly stated. Susan complied and Mrs. Reed continued. "Your father and I haven't been making love lately" "I'm not sure I want to here this" replied Susan. "Well, what did you see?" asked Mrs. Reed. "I saw the whole thing" she paused, "you licked and sucked Michael. Then, you climbed on top of him" Mrs. Reed felt the emptiness between her legs. She wished she could have that big cock inside of her and listening to her daughter only made her want it again and soon. Susan noticed that her mother was distracted. She looked to the bedside table and noticed the vibrator. She always wanted to try one. "Mom, you looked like you really enjoyed it. His penis looked so big. What did it feel like? " Susan knew she was distracting her mother and knew that with a little more distraction, the vibrator would be in her hand and soon in her room. Mrs. Reed looked down and decided it was better to tell the truth. "Michael was peeping at you through your window. He does it almost every night. I've been worried about him. I was worried that it might be obsessive and he might do something stupid, like come after you. Tonight, I confronted him. He surprised me with how gentle he was. It turns out, he is really just a curious boy." "That didn't look like a boy's penis to me" retorted Susan as she scooped up the vibrator. Since her mother was being honest, Susan decided to be honest too. "How do you use this?" she said with a slight smile. Mrs. Reed was again embarrassed, but decided to be open and honest with her daughter. "Sometimes, when your dad is not around and I'm horny, I use it" Susan turned the vibrator on to a slow hum. "But how do you use it?" Mrs. Reed felt Michael's cum flowing out of her vagina. Her heart raced a bit as she watched her lovely daughter turn on the tool that gave her so much pleasure on lonely nights and sometimes in the bathroom even when Mr. Reed was home. "Well, you gently rub it on your clitoris, back and forth and eventually, your vaginal lips swell and produce juices. Then, if you want to, you can slide it inside of your vagina". Mrs. Reed thought that she could step the heat building up within her if she used clinical terms like vagina. Susan saw through it all "So, I put this vibrator against my clit, rub it back and forth and then I slide it into my cunt? Sounds like fun to me, but this little vibrator isn't nearly as big as Michael. How do you prepare for a cock like his?" Mrs. Reed lost all composure "There's no way to prepare for someone that big, you just make sure that you're lubricated enough so that it feels good and doesn't hurt. That's why I sucked him, so that he was wet for when I took him inside me." Mrs. Reed leaned back on the pillows and her robe opened up enough for her daughter to get a good look at her ample breast and hardened nipple. She closed her eyes and listened to the hum of the vibrator in her daughter's hand. "It felt soooo good. It really filled me. At first, I thought he would rip me open, but then, as it went in, my cunt muscles seemed to adjust and they just throbbed." Susan moved the vibrator inside her gown and placed it above her clit. Even from a distance, her barely touched clit sprang to life and she felt woozy. She leaned back on the pillows with her mother. "Did the throbbing feel good" she asked with her eyes closed. Laying on the bed, the cum and her own juices flowed down to her anus and the soreness of her cunt reminded her of just how good Michael's cock felt. She looked over at Susan, her robe was open, her eyes were shut, the vibrator barely touching her clit while her other hand absentmindedly rubbed her hard nipples. Her daughter was very different than her. Mrs. Reed was small and had large breasts, while Susan was tall and slender with small breasts. Mrs. Reed watched her daughter gently rub the vibrator on her clit and then she did something - she licked her Susan's nipple... Michael and Mrs. Reed Ch. 3 They lay in Mrs. Reed's bed. Mrs. Reed's pussy still ached from her first large cock experience from their young neighbor, Michael. Her sensual daughter, Susan, lay next to her, the vibrator humming on Susan's tender and sensitive clit. Mrs. Reed couldn't have helped herself... her daughter's nipples were right there... hard and thick waiting to be licked. So she kissed it. "MOM!" cried out Susan. "What are you doing? THAT was way over the line!" Susan stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind her. "Teenagers... " muttered Mrs. Reed. At first, Mrs. Reed was crushed and then she noticed that Susan had taken the vibrator with her. Mrs. Reed smiled. Mrs. Reed tip toed down the stairs and quietly opened the back door. She looked around as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Perhaps Michael had gone home. She walked around toward the trees and sat in perfect view of her daughter's room and heard the faint hum of the vibrator through the screened window. She made her way to the side and climbed a few limbs up the apple tree to get a glimpse of her daughter on the bed. She heard a grunt and she looked around expecting to find Michael down in the grass, but he wasn’t there. Another noise caught her attention, but it came from Susan's bedroom. It was a soft voice. It was Susan's soft voice. "It's too big" she said. Panic struck Mrs. Reed. "God, no!" she thought, "Michael is way too big for a virgin like Susan! What if he does get in her and doesn't pull out in time!" Mrs. Reed quickly climbed down from the tree and as quietly as possible ran to her back door and up the stairs to her daughter's room. She reached Susan's room, her heart racing, her lungs painfully telling her to use their treadmill more. Her fingers wrapped around the door handle and turned the knob... and she heard Susan's soft cry "Oh God, YES!" and she burst in! The doorknob still in her hand, she quickly surveyed the scene before her. Susan lay on her bed with her legs apart and the humming vibrator in her hands. Her small, taught breasts pushed together by her upper arms, her head tilted back, her eyes shut tight. Susan's fingers forced the vibrator in and out of her steaming cunt faster and faster as she reached another orgasm and her spine tingled from her toes. Her head turned to see her mother staring at her. Tears trickled down her cheek. Michael was not anywhere in the room. "Mommy" she paused, "I'm so sorry I yelled at you. I don't know what I was thinking. " She paused again and turned off the vibrator. "This is the most wonderful feeling. This is the most wonderful machine!" Mrs. Reed was relieved that Michael was not there. She sat down next to her daughter and covered her up with the bed sheets. "It's ok, honey. I guess I don't know what I was thinking either. " They sat silently for a few minutes and Mrs. Reed brushed a few blonde wisps of hair from her daughter's forehead. "This night needs to be forgotten. " Susan screwed up her face and her mother continued. "I know, you really enjoyed it, but I've never cheated on your father and I never will again. " Mrs. Reed felt a pain in her pussy as she stated the last line. Michael's huge cock from an hour before still left extremely pleasant memories down there. "But Mom... what about the vibrator?" Susan asked sweetly. Mrs. Reed thought about it. Her brow creased as she quickly went through the options. Susan sat up in her bed and the sheet floated down to the tops of her breasts. "I'll get you your own vibrator, but you must hide it from your father. You know how your father is, pillar of the Church, Mr. Control. He would have an absolute fit if he knew I had one, let alone that you have one. I'm sure that he hasn't noticed that you've matured recently" She said this somberly and then she added almost to herself "Perhaps he never will. " Mrs. Reed spoke softly, now, "If he ever finds out about my little incident with Michael, he'd kill me or at least divorce me!! ". Susan looked down and folded her arms. "Why don't you divorce him? Dad's a creep and I know that you don't love him anymore". Mrs. Reed looked down at her lovely daughter, "Honey, he has all the money and I would get almost nothing due to our prenuptial agreement. Why do you call him a creep?" Susan looked around and covered herself up with more of the sheet, "He's just a creep" and she looked down, her knees folded up under her. Mrs. Reed could see the trouble in her daughter. She'd never seen her like this before. "Tell me" she said softly and sat down close to her daughter. She stroked her hair lovingly. Susan spoke in a hush "He comes in at night and touches me, especially when he works late. " She paused and Mrs. Reed just listened. "He sneaks in when he thinks that I'm asleep and fondles my breasts. Sometimes, if he can get the sheets down, he licks them. " "Oh God, I'm so sorry!" slipped quietly out of Mrs. Reed's mouth and she hugged her daughter. Tears welled up in her eyes and she felt hatred toward her husband. He was the "man" of the house and to all outside the house, he was the perfect gentleman. A Church goer, a stately lawyer, a pillar of the community... who just happened to suck in bed, pay little attention to his wife and liked to fondle his daughter!! And now, Mrs. Reed thought she understood why Susan had snapped at her for kissing her breast. As if reading her mind, Susan stated "No Mom, I didn’t freak out because of you kissing my breast. It was different when you did it and that is why I freaked out... it was... nice... which was scary. When he does it, it is filthy. I don't want him kissing my breast and he makes me... he whispers things and... and... " tears rolled down her face and her mother comforted her, holding her close to her chest. Susan stroked her mother's chest and pushed open her mother's nightie exposing her full bosom. Mrs. Reed gently rocked her daughter to sleep. ********* Seven days later, Mr. Reed strolled into the Reed household at 11:30 p. m. Work had been hectic and he really needed to unwind. Thankfully, the house was quiet and that meant that he wouldn't have to talk to his, as he termed it, "dimwitted" wife. He poured himself a 3-finger scotch and sat on the leather couch. While drinking, he recollected his day's activities... he embarrassed that asshole Rick in front of Rick's boss, delivered a kick ass presentation to his own boss - that will bring in a good bonus, and got a good view of his administrative assistant's big tits - very nice and gave him a hard on which returned now as he thought about it. "hmmmm" he thought "might be nice to get a feel of Susan tonight and maybe take things farther" he smiled and downed the rest of the scotch, leaving the glass on the coffee table. He stroked his dick through his pants and enjoyed the feeling as he made his way up the stairs. Mr. Reed peeked into his bedroom and saw that his wife was gently sleeping, like she usually did when he worked late. He stripped down his clothes to just his briefs and headed down the hallway. He opened Susan's door and slipped in. He looked at her. She lay there lightly, her youthfulness shown in the gentle moonlight. He stood beside her bed and slipped the covers back revealing her pink nipples and soft breasts. As his left hand stroked and prodded her tit, his right hand removed his cock from his briefs. Normally, he had to jack off in the bathroom after feeling her, but tonight, she seemed more willing. He massaged her breast and gently squeezed her nipple - she moaned lightly - "ohhhhh". Mr. Reed almost fell over backwards. She never did that. His cock was now at full attention and that moan almost made him cum! He stroked her tit again and with her eyes closed, she moaned again - "ohhh yes!" He stroked his cock harder and pulled more of the sheets back revealing her tight stomach and the top of her pubic hair... she seemed to be playing with herself in her sleep. This was too good to be true! His hand had a mind of its own as it stroked his pulsating cock. In seconds, he was squirting his cum all over Susan's chest. He didn't see the first blinding flash as his eyes were closed. The second and third were quick and extremely surprising. His cum had squirted all over Susan's chest and... what was she doing? What were those flashes? Susan sat up slightly and sucked his cock into his mouth. What was she doing? Another two flashes, he was blinded and her warm mouth was gone from his cock. Somebody pushed him into a chair and he tried to resist, but there were four arms and he fell heavily into the chair and within seconds, his hands and feet were bound to the chair with plastic zip snaps. Still somewhat blinded by the flashes, he heard somebody say "All set!". Mrs. Reed turned on the light and smiled at her husband. "Honey, we've got to talk. " Mr. Reed surveyed the scene before him. His daughter was sitting up in bed using the sheets to clean up his cum. Mrs. Reed stood at the doorway wearing a very revealing negligée and Michael, the next door neighbor was on the other side of the bed with a camera... a camera... the flashes! He took fucking pictures! Mr. Reed panicked and tried to escape and only ended up falling on the floor, still attached to the chair. Michael picked him up. Mrs. Reed sat on her husband's bare lap and squeezed her tits together for him. "Honey... you are no longer in charge here. I am. You see, those pictures of you fondling and cumming on your daughter's chest will find a fast way to the newspapers, the law firm, and the golf club if you don't cooperate. He grunted a "fuck you... " and Mrs. Reed replied with a smile "You only get to fuck me if I want you to". She looked down at his 5 1/2-inch cock and continued "and I don't think you are worth fucking". Mrs. Reed smiled, climbed off his lap, giving his cock a playful slap and kneeled before Michael. Watching her husband, she began to take off Michael's pants. "You see, a real man doesn't do the nasty things you do. A real man ensures that his wife climaxes at least SOME times... a real man doesn't sneak into his daughter's room and intimidate her and play with her. You're just not a real man. " "Fuck you, bitch" was all he could mutter. At that point, Mrs. Reed slid down Michael's boxers and Mr. Reed's mouth opened wide when he saw the size of Michael's manhood. It hung down thick and about 8 inches long. Mrs. Reed snuggled to it rubbing her face on his meat. It thickened and began pointing out extending another inch. Mrs. Reed and Susan both kneeled in front of Michael sucking and licking his cock and getting it bigger and bigger. Michael moaned. Mrs. Reed changed from licking the shaft to sucking his thick, purple head. Her fingers found their way to her dripping cunt and she immediately slid two fingers in and along her hot pussy and then Susan's fingers joined hers as they stroked her clit and her pussy lips. She moaned and sucked harder on Michael's cock head. "Mom, let's get on the bed so Dad can get a better view" giggled Susan. Mrs. Reed climbed on the bed and got on her hands and knees so that she could look at her husband. Her tits hung down and swung tantalizingly in front of him, but he could do nothing except watch. Michael climbed around behind her, his big cock swinging like a baseball bat in front of him. Mrs. Reed’s nipples swung and scraped the bed spread making them thick and hard. Susan climbed underneath her mother. Susan reached up and grabbed Michael's cock causing him to groan. She then guided the head to her mother's waiting and soaked pussy. Susan rubbed the cock head all around her mother's pussy lips marveling at the sight of Michael's big cock teasing her mother's pussy. Mrs. Reed looked into her husband's eyes. "Ooooo, Michael's massive prick is right at the entrance to my love tunnel. It feels so big... because I've never had anything this big before... mmmm I think the head is in me now and... and... ohhhhh god, it is very thick... stretching my... mmmm... pussy lips and it feels soooooo good... " Her tits were now swaying with Michael's slow, prodding tempo and Mr. Reed's erection was as big as it ever had been in his entire life. He licked his lips watching his hot, sexy and horny wife work their neighbor over, enticing him to penetrate her. Susan smiled and played with her mom's clit and took her mom's tit into her mouth and hummed on the nipple. "ohhhhh Susan, what are you doing?... oh my skin is so tingly, my nipples are sooo sensitive. " Looking up at Mr. Reed and his pathetic little dick, she continued "I think half of his dick in me now... uggghh... he's deeper than you've ever been... shit! This feels soooo good... and Susan is licking my tits... you could be licking my tits, right now... if you were a decent guy... ooooooo... or I could... mmm... be sucking your cock while Michael fucks me" Michael continued to plow forward, holding onto Mrs. Reed’s hips tightly. Her cunt was wet, hot and especially tight. His balls ached and his feet were tingling. Mrs. Reed's pussy was full. Michael had buried 9 of his 10 inches inside her and was beginning to move with more purpose. The entire shaft was sliding in and out as her pussy secreted more and more juices. She felt her daughter below her driving her already sensitive clit crazy... and then the first wave hit. It started at her toes and seemed to make her entire body hypersensitive. She felt Michael's hands holding her hips as he drove his cock and grunted. Her daughter's warm lips and tongue alternating between her nipples felt even more warm and active... and then her legs tightened... and her pussy gripped the massive cock driving between her legs... and her spine began to shiver as a series of spasms roiled through her body. She bucked back and forth and forced more cock into her sopping, hot cunt. She cried out "YES, OHHHH AGAIN! AGAIN! Holy SHIT!" Michael pounded harder and held on tighter as his tempo increased, Mrs. Reed pushed herself back to him harder and harder. His balls ached and the tingling in his toes quickly spread to his legs and up to his ass. Michael's steaming hot cum pumped deep into Mrs. Reed tight hot cunt. Wave after wave of joyous climax struck her pussy. Juices flowed out and down her legs. Michael collapsed beside Susan. Tears flowed from Mrs. Reed's eyes as orgasm after orgasm crashed upon her. Blinding light seemed to fly in front of her until she collapsed beside her daughter, exhausted and sobbing with joyous gasps of pleasure. Time seemed to pass among them quietly and Susan, looking at her mother, broke the silence "THAT is what I want to do!" Mrs. Reed rolled to the side. Michael, exhausted for the moment, clung to Susan. Mr. Reed still sat, tied tightly to the chair, cum dribbling down his rapidly softening cock. Susan sucked Michael's cock into her mouth, licking all the juices from the tip down to his balls. He began to immediately harden and she smiled at him. For Michael, all of this was way beyond any expectations he had when he was peeking in the Reed’s window. By the next day, Mrs. Reed had set up a private apartment in the basement for Mr. Reed. He was saddened to be sent to the basement, but he accepted his misfortune with some grace. As a result, Mrs. Reed gave him a blow job. She agreed that as long as he continued to provide work and provide the home they lived in, he could watch Mrs. Reed and Susan playing with Michael or each other. If he was good, Mrs. Reed might suck or fuck him. He was never to lay a finger on Susan again, but Mrs. Reed felt some pity and sometimes she would fuck him – though, she could barely feel him now that Michael had stretched her out. Over the next few weeks, Mrs. Reed worked the vibrator into Susan’s tight pussy. Finally, after great effort and lots of KY Jellee, Michael was able to slide his big cock into her pussy. She grunted and groaned and cried out to the point where Michael and Mrs. Reed were very worried. They watched her face of pain change to a face of joy as Susan enjoyed her first multi-climax.