0 comments/ 192428 views/ 26 favorites Moving By: Explosion61 My Mother and I had been alone since my Father died of lung cancer three years ago at the age of 42 leaving my mother a widow at 38. My name is Jeff and I am 18 years of age and I live at home with my Mother in Jacksonville Florida. When my Father died there was only a small insurance policy that covered his funeral, the mortgage and allowed us to live for a couple of months. It was necessary for my Mother to find a job to continue to live. I offered to leave school and get a full time job but my Mother said "An education is more important at this time than living luxuriously." My Mothers job was with a large firm of realtors that had offices all over the United States and Canada where she was involved in selling properties and was very successful achieving high sales. Six weeks ago she was called to the Directors office and was offered a promotion. The promotion was to be the General Manager of one of their large offices in Grand Rapids in Michigan. The position included a large raise in salary, a car and a house on the Four Mile Road in Grand Rapids. My Mother asked for 24 hours to think it over but what she really wanted was to discuss it with me. That evening we discussed the promotion and my advice was to take the job even though it would involve packing up our home in Jacksonville and moving North to what felt like the other side of the country. The next day she told her boss that she would take the offer that she would take up her position in one months time. During the next two weeks everything was packed for the move, Mothers office would arrange for rental of our property and would forward the rental cheques to her each month. Two days later we started our drive North leaving the movers to uplift and transfer all our furniture to our new home. As we had some time to spare we would do a little sightseeing on the way and let the mover arrive and unpack everything before we arrived. Five days later we arrived at our new home only to find that the mover had not arrived. We had our house but no furniture to go in it. Mother immediately contacted the removal firm on her cell phone and was told in a very apologetic way that the vehicle carrying our furniture had broken down and would not be there for another three days. Fortunately Mother had packed some blankets and pillows into the trunk of the car before we left but we had no mattresses to sleep on. Mother decided that she would buy a double bed foam mattress from the local K-Mart and we could share this bed until the furniture arrived. This suggestion gave me an immediate boner for as an 18 year old I had tried on numerous occasions to glimpse my Mother when she was naked. I was relatively sexually inexperienced having fucked one girl, not too successfully, in the standing up position. I was also a regular masturbator. Mom put on a long nightie but I could tell that she had nothing else under it. That night on our makeshift bed my mother turned from me and asked me to cuddle her. He ass was round and warm and I put an arm across her waist. My mother was at this time 41 and of course I considered her old and certainly not a sex object. I awakened during the night with a real iron hard "piss proud" erection. Mom's nightie had ridden up during the night and my cock was against her naked ass. I nestled my cock between the tops of her legs unable to resist the occasional merest wriggle against her, painfully slowly I pushed away until suddenly the resistance my glans had been meeting parted dramatically and I was actually entering her vagina. She was quite lubricated, my cock was slippery with pre-cum and the combination plus the lure of full insertion ensured that the next tentative thrust took me up to the hilt. My Mother pushed me away with alarm in her voice "NO" she screamed and I was determined to feign sleep or a dream as my excuse. She was trembling, shaking and her demeanour was such she could hardly speak. When she did it was to explain that what had happened was very wrong but not entirely my fault. On the promise there would be no repeat I could continue to share the bed. Of course during the rest of the night our proximity in bed led to the touching of legs, thighs cuddles until it was almost at the stage we had reached before. The next morning nothing was mentioned of the happenings of the previous night. During the day Mom and I went shopping to get all the necessary food items to carry us over until the fridge and freezer arrived. That night after we had been in bed for about an hour I reached over and felt that once again Mom's nightie was up around her waist. I reached over her and began to fondle her tits and she offered no resistance. Becoming bolder I reached down and touched her pubic hair and even caressed the lips of her vagina until she took my hand away gently. When I put it back she allowed me to continue moving onto her back and guided my hand with her own. Opening her legs to allow me greater access to her now dripping cunt, her clitoris was like a bullet about one inch long and the juices from her cunt provided the necessary lubrication for me to massage it gently. She soon began to orgasm convulsing with a series of gasps. As she came down from the heights of her orgasm I mounted her with my cock at the opening of her vagina. We kissed our tongues intertwining. Breaking the embrace I moved down with my mouth until I reached her cunt. Mom groaned and said "This is so wrong, I'm your Mother we should not be doing this." I gently sucked her erect clitoris, which was like a miniature cock, and at the same time moved two fingers in and out of her cunt. Mom suddenly began writhing and began to yell in a loud voice "Oh my God, Oh my God that's right suck my cunt I'm cummmmmmmmmming agggggaaaaaain . Fuck me with your fingers ooooohhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. After her orgasm Mom moved me onto my back and knelt between my legs and started to suck on my cock. I was so aroused that it only took less than a minute and I was unloading my spunk in her most receptive mouth. After we had both cleaned up we lay facing each other in a passionate embrace. We began whispering to each other how good it had been but Mom said she was disappointed that she had not yet felt my cock in her cunt. As she told me this I again felt stirrings in my cock and soon had an enormous hard on. Mom felt my erect cock and turned me onto my back and straddled me my cock disappearing into the warmest most slippery place I could imagine. She began to bob up and down throwing her head back as she began to orgasm again. Despite the relatively short time since I shot my load I could feel my spunk building up for a crashing orgasm. Mom started shouting "Cum with meeeee shoot your load up my cunt you Mother fucker aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah eeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh fuck fuck fuck. This was too much and I unloaded my semen right into her cunt. After this we lay together and drifted off to sleep. The next morning we showered together where we again fucked. We then dressed and had our breakfast and awaited the removal van. At about lunch time the van arrived and we spent the rest of the day unpacking furniture and setting up our new home. That night we were both tired from our exhaustive previous night and the unpacking of the furniture and household goods. At about nine o'clock I said to Mom "I'm going to bed" and started towards the room where my bed had been placed. Mom looked at me and said "Where do you think you are going, your bed is my bed from now on" Since we moved to Grand Rapids I must of fucked my Mom more than one hundred times each one better than the one before. Each day I silently thank her boss in Jacksonville for if she had not been promoted and we had not moved none of this would of happened. Moving I stopped, taking a break, and looked at my new home. I had recently divorced, and decided that a move was what I needed to get my head straight. I had moved from Kansas City, Missouri to Houston, Texas. I looked over at the other boxes that I had piled in the yard, most of my stuff moving men had brought to the house, but there were a few things that I didn't trust them with and had loaded them into my car to move myself. I sighed and circled my shoulders, the boxes were heavy, and I wasn't sure if I had enough energy left to take them in the house. As I stood contemplating the boxes and rubbing my forehead, a habit I have when I'm feeling extra stressed out, I heard a voice to my left. I turned to greet whoever was speaking. "Hello, new neighbor!" I smiled, and raised a hand to the man getting out of his car, maybe I could get him to help with these boxes. "Good evening." I watched him walk across his yard into mine. He smiled down and extended his hand. I took it and studied his face. I knew it, his handsome features, his dark brown hair and brown eyes. His mouth was softer at the moment, held in a friendly smile. I hadn't told anyone but my immediate family that I was moving. None of my on-line friends knew, but to move right next door to him was a bonus that I could be quite happy about. I wondered if he recognized me, he'd surely seen enough pictures to know what I looked like, but at the moment I didn't think he did. Not, that I looked much different, just then I wasn't wearing any make-up, my glasses were on, and my red hair, that I had recently taken ten inches off of, was swept back into a barrette to help keep it from falling into my face. My thoughts were broken when he spoke again. "I was wondering who was going to move into this house." "Well it was me." "You fairing well so far?" "Yeah, only been here for a couple of hours, and those have been spent moving boxes." "That's the only thing that sucks about moving." "Yeah, you're right about that." "Where're you from?" "Kansas City." "Oh yeah." His eyes squinted and he studied my face for a while. "Yep." "Hmmm." "What?" I tilted my head and gave an inquisitive smile. He shook his and smiled back. "Nothing, you need some help with these boxes?" "That would be wonderful." We got the rest of the boxes inside, and he looked around the living room. "Please excuse the mess, it won't look like this for long, I promise." He laughed, "you plan on getting this all done tonight?" "Yep, can't have clutter, drives me insane." "If you need any help just give me a holler." "Thanks. Would you like something to drink? I don't know where my manners went, you helped me with those boxes, you must be thirsty." "No I'm fine, thanks. I should probably be getting on home now, and leave you to your work." "Okay." I walked him to the front door and he turned and smiled. "Oh by the way, I'm Theron." "Hello, Theron. I'm Jessica." I quirked my eyebrow up and gave a small smile when I saw his eyes widen. "Jessica from Grandview." I'd never said exactly where I was from, and I smiled. Grandview is a suburb of Kansas City, it sits about twenty minutes south of the downtown area. "That's right Sir." "Hmmm...okay then, I'll see you later." "Great, have a good night." I set to work unpacking the boxes, happy that the moving men had put all the furniture exactly where I wanted it, so I wouldn't have to deal with moving it around. As I unpacked I thought about Theron. He definitely knew who I was, he'd told me exactly what city I had lived in, and I wondered what he was up to. I'd play along, it would be exciting to see what came of this little game. The next evening there was a knock on the door. I was busy hanging up artwork, and I yelled at the door that it was open. Theron came in and stood there for a second watching me straighten the picture. "Not wise just to tell people to come in. You don't know who they are." "I had a feeling it was you." "Oh yeah, how?" "Call it intuition." "You have a good sense of it do you?" "I'd say so." I hopped down from the chair, threw my hammer on the couch, and smiled up at him. "Can I get you something to drink?" "What'cha got?" I laughed, "Not much really, haven't done any major shopping yet. I got some coffee, just made a fresh pot, got some water, and some milk." He laughed and shook his head. "Those my only choices?" "Yep." "I guess coffee will be fine." "You take it black." "Yes I do." "Okay, I'll be right back." I went into the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee, mine taking a little more work than his, and I searched around for the sugar. I was always hiding things from myself. He came in the kitchen. "Sure is taken you along time." "Can't find the sugar." "Isn't it right there?" I turned around and saw the bag on the other counter. "Oh, why would I have put it all the way over there?" He laughed, "not sure." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled as I grabbed the sugar. After doctoring my coffee with two spoonfuls of the sugar and about a quarter cup of milk, I handed Theron his cup, and followed him to the dining room table. "Is that coffee even hot?" "Hot enough for me." I gave him a wink and took a drink of my coffee. "See, I don't like to wait around to drink it. You have to sit there and sip it slowly, I don't." "Impatient, much?" "Very." We sat in silence for a while, I got up and got another cup of coffee, and tipped off his cup. "So, you hungry? You just got off work didn't you?" "Yes, and yes." "Would you like me fix you some dinner?" "Do you have anything?" He gave me a playful smile and I rolled my eyes. "Yes, food I always have." "Great, I'm starving." I got up and went back into the kitchen. I stared in the fridge, I had no idea what he liked. I decided on chicken, that was what I was going to have anyway, and who didn't like chicken? I peaked my head around the corner. "Hope you like chicken." "Chicken's fine." "Good." I set about making dinner, and as I was cooking Theron came into the kitchen. "Smells good." "Thanks." "What'cha making with it?" "Potatoes." "Good." "Yeah, thought about broccoli, that's what I'd have if I was the only one, but didn't know how you felt about broccoli. I've met very few people who actually like it." "Potatoes are good." "That's what I thought." I moved to grab some seasonings, and as I reached up Theron pressed against me. I smiled and looked back at him. "How much longer?" "Almost done." His hands grabbed my hips and he pulled me back on to him. I sighed as I felt his teeth come down to nip my neck, but as suddenly as he had started he stopped. I gave a disappointed sound as he backed away and looked back at him. He smiled and tipped his head. "Good I'm hungry." I gave him a humph and thought to myself, "yeah I'm hungry too, but not for dinner anymore." He smiled bigger as though he read my thoughts and exited the kitchen. We didn't speak through out dinner, except when he complimented me on the food, and shortly after he departed. I walked him to the door, and as he stepped out onto the porch he turned around. He took my jaw in one hand, roughly pulled my head up, and kissed me hard on the lips. I gave a surprised sound before kissing him back. He pushed me away, I had to catch myself on the door so that I wouldn't fall over. I stared at him wide-eyed, and he smiled. "Good night." "Yeah, good night." I didn't see him for two weeks after that. I began working, but Theron plagued my thoughts. I wasn't sure exactly what he was up to, the night that he'd touched me I thought for sure that something would come of it, but it didn't. I was confused and angry at the same time. I decided that I would go pay Theron a visit. I knocked on his door and waited. It took him a long time to answer, and when he opened the door I saw why. He'd been in the shower, and only a towel wrapped around his waist covered him. I smiled and nodded. "Hi Jess. Wasn't expecting company." "Hi, may I come in?" "Ummm..yeah sure. Go ahead and have a seat, and let me get on some clothes." I nodded again and went to sit on the couch. It didn't take long for him to come back. He went from a towel wrapped around his waist to a pair of gym shorts. He walked passed me, and I took a deep breath, taking in the smell of shampoo and soap on him. I smiled and watched him duck into the kitchen. He came back holding two beers. He smiled as he handed me mine. "This is much better to drink on a Friday night than coffee." "Yeah, that's true." I took a sip and sat the beer on the table. "So what can I do ya for Jessi?" "You can do me for a lot of things Theron, but one thing in particular." "Oh yeah what's that?" There was a gleam in his eye, he knew what I'd come here for. "You can start by telling me what you're doing. You're little game, though, interesting at first, has started to piss me off." "You get right to the point don't ya?" He pulled his lips down, along with his eyebrows, giving him a more stern look. "I don't jack around, Theron. Now please explain yourself." He sat his beer down hard on the table, causing me to jump a little. He came closer to me on the couch, and grabbed the hair at the back of my neck. "I don't have to explain shit to you." "Oh yeah. I think you do. What's up with that shit you pulled the other night, how the hell could you just leave like that?" He grabbed my hair tighter, causing me to wince. "Awww...was the little slut upset by that? Did you want my cock then, Jessi?" "You knew I did. You know how bad I want it." "Yes, you've been begging for my cock for a long time haven't you? You need it Jess? You want it now don't you?" "Yes, I do." "That's exactly why you came here. I left the impression and you had to come and ask for it, just like a good little bitch." "Theron, please!" He'd tightened his grip even more on my hair, and tears had come to my eyes. I brought my hands back, trying to have him loosen up. He smiled but didn't loosen his grip. "Tell me Jessi, tell me you want my cock." "I want your cock, Theron. I can't stop thinking about it. It's all I've thought about for so long now, and when I saw that you were my neighbor, I knew the day would finally come. I knew I'd be able to serve your cock just like I've begged and wished to do for three years." He pulled my head up and kissed me, just like he had two weeks ago. I moaned as I felt his lips press hard into mine, and the moan got louder when I felt his tongue begin to push into my mouth. He broke the kiss but still held on to my head. "You think you're ready for it Jessi?" "I'm more than ready for it, Theron." "You sure you can handle it?" "Yes, yes, please, give it to me!" He let go of the back of my head, and I brought my hand up to rub the sore skin. He stood up in front of me and my eyes went directly to his cock. It wasn't completely hard, but I could already see the outline of it through his shorts. He began to stroke his cock over his shorts, causing another moan from me. I watched his hand intently as he woke his cock up completely. I tried bringing my hands up to touch him, but he'd slap them away. "No, no, no, not yet, my eager little bunny." I groaned, "I want it! I want to see it, Theron! Please quit teasing me!" "You've seen it before." I huffed and looked up at him pouting, "but only in pictures. I want to see it now, in the flesh." "If you insist." He pulled his shorts off, and my eyes locked immediately on his cock. I gasped and smiled. Bringing my hands up, without them being slapped away this time, I moved them over his cock, stroking and rubbing it as I stared. I spoke but my voice came out in a whisper. "My fucking god, it's so beautiful." He looked down as I took in the site of his cock. I bent forward and kissed the tip, moaning as I felt his cock on my lips for the first time. I looked up as I began to lick the long thick shaft. After wetting it throughly, I moved both hands to the shaft and took the big purple head of his cock into my mouth. I moaned again as I began to jack and suck his cock. He grabbed the hair on top of my head, keeping it out of the way. "You like that, Jessi?" I pulled away, though, I kept stroking him. "I love it. Your cock feels so good in my mouth. I've been waiting along time to taste it." He smiled and pushed me back, causing my hands to leave his cock. I looked up, surprisingly, as he took his cock in his own hand again. He began to stroke it and I pouted. "You want more don't you, you little slut." "Yes, please!" "But you had a taste." "It wasn't enough!" "What you want the whole thing?" I looked at his cock and my eyes widened. I didn't think I could get all of it in my mouth. His cock was much bigger than any other I'd ever had. "Jessi? You want all of it. You know you do." I was scared, but I nodded my head anyway, and braced myself for the choking. He grabbed my head again and pushed it back on to his cock. At first, he kept his hand near the base and he drove his cock in and out of my mouth. I had no time to swallow and my spit began to thickly coat his cock. "That's a good girl, get it all nice and wet." I looked up, keeping eye contact with him as he thrust into my mouth. He pulled it out and wiped the head across my lips. My eyes rolled and I moaned loudly as he took his cock from my lips and moved it across my cheek. He pulled it away and slapped me with it. I cried out in pleasure as I felt the dull slap against my cheek. He moved it across my lips again, and I licked it before he went to the other side and slapped my other cheek. "You are going to take all of it now, aren't you?" "Yes, Sir, all of it." He thrust back into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged, as I knew I would, and as he pulled back, I had just a split second to take a shallow breath before he thrust it back down my throat, and the choking began again. "Ah fuck yeah! That's fucking nice. Feels so good when you choke on my cock, Jess." I looked up and smiled as best I could. He took his cock from me again, and I was able to take a full breath. I looked at it, and tried to catch it, but he moved it. I moved my head to try again, and he laughed as he kept up his game of cat and mouse. "C'mon, slut, catch the cock. C'mon you can do it." I looked up, as I tried again, this time catching it between my teeth. I smiled at him as I began to nibble on his cock "Good little kitty, you caught it didn't you?" I nodded my head, and happily chewed on my reward until he took it away from me again. He pushed me back on the couch, knelt down, and pulled on my legs so that my ass was sitting right on the edge. He pulled open the button-up skirt I had on, and attacked my pussy. I cried out as I felt his mouth clamp on my already throbbing cunt. He pushed my legs up, giving him better access, and making his tongue hard began to thrust it in and out of my pussy. My body convulsed as he tongue-fucked me, and my hands went to my shirt. I threw it off, and sat up, undoing my bra and throwing that too. My fingers went straight for my nipples, and I began to pinch and pull on them as I grew ever closer to an orgasm. He pulled up, and placed his hand on my pussy, rubbing his palm hard into it as he watched me play with my tits, and then back down he went, nibbling, sucking, and licking my clit. I began to scream, my orgasm just seconds from hitting my body, but he pulled away. Leaving me to scream again, but this time in protest. He stood up and smiled down at me. I looked angrily back at him, and he gave me a mocked pout as he began to straddle my chest. He placed his cock between my full breasts and I squeezed them around him. "Get it wet!" I sat my head up, spit on his cock, and he began to thrust. His fingers came down and began to twist my nipples hard. I moaned in both a mix of pleasure and pain, as I moved my head down to catch the head of his cock between my lips. "Mmm..that's a good girl. Keep that cock wet!" He fucked my tits for only a short while before standing up again. He lifted me off the couch and kissed me again, as he began to walk us both. I huffed when my back hit a wall, and he broke the kiss. "I'm going to use every single bit of your body that I can, Jess. I'm going to fuck you in every position I can, until you've satisfied me." "Do it, Sir. My body is yours." He threw my leg up, my foot just barely resting on his shoulder. He grabbed hold of his cock, bent slightly at the knees, and thrust up, sending his entire length into my pussy. My ass bucked off the wall, and I screamed in pure delight as I felt every inch of him enter me. "Oh my fucking god! Yes! Fuck me, Theron!" He thrust hard, sending my body back against the wall, as my hips thrust to meet his. His hand came to rest on my throat, and I gave a moan as I felt him tighten his grip. "You like that you little bitch?" "Yes, Sir! It's fucking wonderful! Your cock is wonderful. Now shut up and fuck me harder!" He thrust harder, my moans echoed through out the room as his cock drove deep and hard into me. He stopped and turned me around. Grabbing my hips hard he thrust in, once again and my body shook hard. He kept hold of my hips, digging his fingers into the bone as he plunged deep inside my pussy. "Just like that, don't fucking stop, Theron, I'm going to cum!" My pussy tightened even more around his cock as my orgasm took over my body. It took all I had to keep myself upright as wave after wave hit me. He pulled out, just after I began cumming, and took me to the couch again. He sat down, and I came down on top of him. I sat down hard, sending his cock back into me, and moaning loudly as my pussy started to spasm again. "Fuck me, Jessi!" "Mmmm..yes Sir!" I began to move my hips, keeping him deep within me as I circled my ass around. He lent forward and bit my tit. I moaned loudly as he moved his head and bit the other one. He placed my nipple in his mouth and I looked down. "Suck it baby. Ooooo...yes! Harder, suck it harder!" He did and I winced, then laughed at the glorious pain that surged through me. "Ahhh..fuck yes! Now bite it, bite it hard!" I moaned loudly as his teeth came down, and I began to bounce on his cock. He pulled up, watching my tits bounce for awhile, before stopping me. "Turn around." I did so, keeping my legs closed between his and started moving again. He pulled me back on him as I danced on his cock. His hand once again wrapped around my throat, and his teeth came to my skin. He took little bites of my neck and ear, and then pushed my body forward. I grabbed on to my ankles and he slapped my ass. "Fuck, you bitch!" I began to move again, bouncing hard on his cock as he kept my body bent. I heard him moan, and he pulled me back up against him and he whispered in my ear. "I'm going to cum. Get off of me." I moaned, got up, and sat on my knees in front of him. I took his cock again in my hands, and placed the head in my mouth. I stroked and sucked him hard while looking at him. I moved, placing one hand on the head of his cock and began to twist both hands on him. "I want you to cum for me Theron. I want to feel all of it on my skin, and I want to taste it on my lips." "Do you?" "Yes, please, Theron, cum on me!" He grabbed his cock and began to jack it. I watched, and soon enough I got what I begged for. I felt his hot seed hit my lips and I moaned loudly. He grabbed my head and turned it, from side to side, making sure that my entire face was covered in his cum. He pushed my head back and looked at me when he was finished. I ran my tongue across my lips and smiled. Moving My name is Jack. I drive a pickup truck. I am not a redneck; I don't have a gun rack or naked woman silhouette mud flaps or a winch on the front. I am just a regular guy who, at 6'4", 230 lbs, happens to be too tall to fit in a Honda. Of course this also means that I am everybody's best friend when it comes time to move. Being the nice guy that I am, and perhaps a sucker for a pretty face, which has meant that I have helped dozens of people move, some good friends and some, people I barely knew. Last fall, I helped move my best friend to Vancouver from Calgary, an eleven hour drive through the mountains with a full truck. But I can't really complain about it, I'm happy to help and he is like a brother to me. It was by being a nice guy that I have met so many different people and some great friends. My best friend's name was Dave and he was always the ladies man to my "nice guy". I am the "funny smart one" and he's the "athletic" one, we're both actually very similar but when you are like someone these little differences come to the fore. As a bartender, he was always meeting new women and always had a girlfriend while I, a 22 year old golf pro, "practiced my putting" more Saturdays than not. One week he introduced me to an absolute stunner, Alison, she was about 19 years old, 5'7", had a gorgeous face, hazel eyes long brown hair, 22" waist, long legs, a great ass and of course the proverbial guns of Navarone, they must have been 35DD's and they were tight. She worked in a store in the mall as a salesgirl, and she went to church every Sunday. I immediately had a crush on Alison and when she invited us to church with her I happily tagged along. I could not believe my eyes at what I saw when I was there, the women were fantastic, much better than the mix I met at the bar on the weekends, and certainly better than the grannies hitting on me at the golf course during the week. Despite the scenery at the church however, my eyes belonged only to Alison, and unfortunately, so did Dave's. One Saturday night about two weeks after meeting her, Dave and I were sitting around drinking at his bar and he was laying out his heart to me about how much he was in love, and how Alison was the one for him. I had never heard him say anything like that before despite the amount of women we had discussed and saw that he meant it. Dave was like my brother, I remind you, so I shut away my feelings for Alison and genuinely wished him all the best with her, brothers are hard to come by and a pretty girl that you just met is attractive but doesn't really compare. Dave and Alison dated for about three months when he was accepted to school in Vancouver and he moved to go, I helped as remember. This left Alison free and clear, but not really, she was still my friend's girl and as we had gotten to know each other better I saw her in that light and kept my feelings boxed up tight. During the time before Dave moved, Alison, who didn't have a clue about my attraction to her introduced me to her friend Katie, a librarian and country girl who was her best friend. Katie was also a knockout, she was a little shorter about 5'4" tall with long brown hair and a softer, sexy brown eyed kitten look to her, she had a tight 22 inch waist and beautiful full 34B breasts, she looked a lot like Nikki Nova actually (no really), but without all the Porn Star enhancements. She also went to church. We doubled a few times but nothing really serious ever developed, I thought she was too conservative for me (the librarian fantasy is great, but only when it is backed by action after all) and, though I didn't act could not get over my crush on Alison. After Dave moved I still went to church with Alison and Katie and got along well with them as friends, I may not allowed myself to go after either of them but no guy really wants to chase away two beautiful sexy women with perfect tasty asses like those. It was the next August when I found out something that hurt, Alison was moving back home to Nanaimo on Vancouver Island to be with her family again and would be leaving Calgary in just a few weeks. All of her local friends gathered to have a going away party, it was a move back home with your parent's party like a housewarming in reverse, she even gave away some of her stuff that she couldn't take home with her. I guess I consumed a little to much alcohol at the party because when I woke up the next morning I discovered that not only had I agreed to help Alison pack, but that I was going to drive her out to the coast, like I moved Dave before and that Katie and Jolene, another friend and someone I had never met, were going to come along. We planned to take about three days to get to the Island because Katie had never been through the mountains, even though she grew up only an hour away she was a prairie girl at heart, and we had to pick up Kelly from her job at a camp two hours northwest of Calgary at the end of the week. On Friday and Saturday morning we packed up the truck with Alison's belongings, a bag or two each for Katie and me and all of my camping gear (a foam mattress, a quilt and a cooler). Alison was wearing a tight red t shirt and blue soccer shorts, not overtly sexy though, she was after all a church girl, but Katie was wearing a white half halter top tight jeans and a narrow curved straw cowboy hat that absolutely set her off. Being a nice guy and Katie being a country girl (the white half halter probably had something to do with it too) we listened to Shania Twain for the ride north, I am not a fan but seeing Katie sing out "Man, I feel like a woman" while car dancing in the back seat had me re-thinking the whole country music thing. When we got to the camp and met Jolene I was floored by a couple of things, firstly here was another gorgeous girl, 5'8" tall, 23 inch waist, in shape with 34D's thick blond long wavy hair and blue eyes that hurt to look at and I had met her before. Back in high school as a senior I had escorted some freshman group to a conference and at the conference there was a formal banquet where I was sat next to Jolene as her date for the evening, she was a lot younger than but I still remember her eyes and how deadly they were, I also remember making an ass of myself that night, someone spiked the punch (OK it was me) and I got wasted, I don't think I said two words to her all night as I was terrified of getting lost in those amazingly blue eyes and seeming a fool (instead I proved I was a fool by being an ass, problem solved from a guy's perspective). I stumbled out a hello and hoped that she didn't connect the guy in front of her with the ass from years before. The Camp was wrapped up for the summer and most of the staff had already left, so we were bunked at either end of the hall in two rooms, one for me, one for the girls who were joining Jolene in her room. We moved our stuff in for the night and decided to go for a swim and a soak in the hot tub. I wore my trunks and was the first one in the pool, a few minutes later I was joined by Alison who was wearing a yellow two piece Speedo racing suit, she was phenomenal and her guns were just framed and enhanced by the tight fabric her nipples were clearly visible and her ass was like candy in the small sport bottoms. A minute late Jolene came in she wore a blue racerback one piece that matched her eyes and was cut low on the sides and high in the legs setting off her ass and showing the marvels that were her breasts as well. Katie came in wearing shorts and a t- shirt soon after her and sat on the edge of the hot tub conservative in her appearance again after the jeans and halter of the ride. We splashed around a while (a long while for me as I had a problem in my pants that needed to subside before I would climb into the tub) and then entered the hot tub. Katie sat with her back towards the wall and I sat opposite her watching her kick her feet in the water, the other two girls sat on either side of the tub and looked at each other and winked. "Does anyone else want the jets?" asked Alison, "I'm a little tired from the drive and could use them." We agreed and the tub started bubbling away, Alison sat back down and snuggled back into the wall, I noticed Jolene doing the same thing on the other side. "Jack, why don't you slide over a bit and get the jet right in your back?" inquired Jolene. I did and it felt great. Quickly however the tub made a strange sound and a jet of water shot out of the wall above Katie's head and drenched her with spray as she screamed and jumped up. "Gotcha" laughed Jolene and Alison together as they high fived across the tub. The tub had a tube extended and when a certain series of jets was blocked shot water out of the top of the wall. I laughed too, thinking it served the conservative Katie right to get soaked and when I looked over at her was struck by how good she looked dripping water like that. "Guys, why did you do that for? I'm not exactly wearing the right suit for a Christian camp." "It's Ok, camps over" replied Jolene, "strip off your shirt and shorts and get in." "Do you think it's Ok?" asked Katie. Than smiling, "well I guess it doesn't matter much now." She turned her back and pulled off her shorts and shirt. She was wearing a pink bikini that belonged more in Rio than Canada and did not fit the conservative picture I had built in my head. "You guys look so much better in your suits than I do," she said and cupped her breasts, "you're both packing so much more than me." It seems she had forgotten me because at that moment she looked up saw me and blushed crimson before slipping into the tub and crouching down beside Alison. "Wow, that was incredible" I said, "you look fantastic in that." "Yeah you really do, I could never wear a thong." said Jolene. "Me neither, isn't it uncomfortable?" asked Alison Recovering Katie replied "you could totally wear a thong, both of you, and no it's not uncomfortable, just different, you feel different when you wear one" At this point Alison stood up, turned her ass to me, stuck out her hip and asked, "Could I get away with it?" in a sexy Marilyn Monroe voice before laughing and splashing me, "Katie's not the only one who can blush there Jack, you look like your having a coronary." "It'll just be a while before I can get up" I replied in my best Woody Allen voice readjusting an imaginary tie before laughing and splashing back, "Don't tempt me." and I made air bites at her, "Yummy!" The conversation turned to other things then but in my mind I still saw those two asses and faded out. I got out and went up to my room. I was reading a book an hour later when there was a knock on my door. "Good night, were going to turn in now" it was Alison, her hair hanging long and damp against her red shirt again. "We're just going to chat for a while first. Thanks for driving me, I really appreciate it." Than she made the same biting motion to me as I had earlier made to her. "Good night" Two hours later after midnight I was in the double bed in the room, the other bottom bunk was folded in half to make a couch and my bags were on the top two bunks. I again heard a knock on the door, I got up and went and cracked the door open. Alison pushed in past me in the dark, "Can I talk to you?" she asked as she flipped on the light and turned around. I was naked, I sleep naked, I highly recommend it, you'll never sleep better but at this moment it was a disadvantage. I was also half hard with the memory of her ass from the pool. "Whoa, I'm sorry" she said as I crouched over for cover, she smiled at me and didn't turn the light out, "looks like that blush goes down a long way, do you want to sit down?" I looked at her; she wasn't wearing the t-shirt and shorts anymore. Alison was wearing a white robe and flip flops her hair was loose hanging over shoulder to one side. "What's going on?" I asked, hiding in the corner. "Here" she said slipping the robe off her shoulders and handing it to me, "you look like you could use this." As I watched she revealed her sleep wear, she was wearing a tight white baby t-shirt that bared her stomach and was achingly stretched by her fantastic tits and men's boxer shorts. "Jolene and I had a little disagreement, can I stay here tonight?" I slipped on her robe; you'll remember I'm a big guy at 6'4" and 230 lbs. so the robe didn't exactly fit in fact it hung open in front revealing my rising salute to her beauty. "Sure," I replied, "but the other bed isn't made up yet, and I only have the one quilt" I looked down and saw that I was 'pointing' at her and grew embarrassed again, "sorry about this but what you're wearing isn't making it uh, easy" "I noticed" she giggled, "but that's OK, I'll just stay over here on the couch until that goes away, thanks." "There's only two ways for that to go away and you sitting on the couch like that isn't one of them" "Oh..." she chirped, startled at what I said, she rolled onto her stomach on the couch looking away from me. "Still not helping me out, I think you're making it harder, oops, sorry." and I started laughing about what I had inadvertently just told her, luckily she started laughing too as she rolled back to face me. "Just slip into your bed already," I did but only after slipping her robe off, my back to her this time, I could feel her watch me as I literally disrobed and slipped under the covers, still hard with her proximity. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked her. "About what exactly?" she asked pointing at the tent I still made "that? Or..." "That's not what I had in mind but if you want to, down boy, down boy" I joked. "No we haven't talked in a long time and you are in my room at night so I'm thinking that there's a reason you're here, and if this isn't it it's gotta be something pretty big, oops sorry." and I laughed again, so did she, at least she wasn't freaked by my nakedness or obvious reaction to her presence, that would have killed me. "Well Jolene and I had a fight over, well I can't really remember what right now, I guess I'm a little flustered, we haven't talked in forever, how are you lately?" I thought about it, "Well, I'm a little shocked you are in here, a lot sad that you're moving and I guess happy that you're in here too, cause I'm happy when I'm around you." "I can see that," she laughed, she had a great laugh, and she jiggled when she did "But what are you saying" she asked. "I might as well tell you, after all, you just saw me naked physically so naked emotionally I might as well be too, umm this isn't really easy for me to say but," I paused to think about what I was about to say, "I've kind of had a crush on you since the day we met and when you flashed me in the hot tub tonight you really threw me, and since you're leaving and I'm not going to get a chance to see you much after this trip, I guess I regret not telling you sooner..." She was quiet for a while, thinking, the pause stretched into a few minutes and I was thinking "man, you really knocked one out of the park there" I rolled onto my back and bent my arm over my face as I exhaled. "If that's a little much" I began. She got up and took a step away and then she turned towards me, and she looked unsure of herself. "I'm sorry, but..." "just shut up," she interrupted, "I've thought about you for a long time too, and, well we're probably not going to see each other again so..." as she said "so" she reached and peeled the boxers down her legs, she was wearing little low slung white cotton panties underneath. "Get up, I might need, um, help doing this, um I never..." I got out of bed, still very naked and still hard. "It's the first time I've ever really seen one of those" she pointed, still unsure of herself about touching me. How could a vision like this be nervous as she was? She was perfection while I was not, I'd dreamed about her for months and now here she was in front of me. I reached out and took her hands in mine, "You are beautiful" I assured her again, "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to" I brought her hands to my mouth and kissed them, "but this could be an incredible night for both of us." I leaned in and kissed her, I started gently but over a year's worth of pent up passion and desire soon had me kissing her fiercely. My tongue licked her lips seeking entry, and she granted and our tongues danced on each other, obviously this was not a one sided feeling. My hands wrapped around her and I drew her to me, we both jerked as my cock touched her belly for the first time. Pressed up against me she reached around me and returned my embrace, her hands moved up and down my back, inviting me onwards. I slipped one hand down and cupped her firm ass running my palm slowly as my other hand worked its way up her back and under the edge of the shirt she was wearing. She pushed me away, "great I just blew the best thing that ever happened to me" I worried, but she grabbed her shirt and drew it over her head revealing her massive beautiful tits to me for the first time. They were glorious, her twonie sized (half dollar for the Americans) nipples puffed out and peaked with pencil erasers yearning for affection. She drew me to her again and kissed me again her heaving nipples fire against my chest. I resumed my explorations with my hands bringing both down to cup her ass and up to hold her and around to cradle the sides of her breasts. I rubbed her back again as I moved away just looking at her before bending and kissing each nipple making them strain all the more. "Keep doing that!" she demanded as my attentions continued, I hugged her closer and crossed my hands on her back caressing her skin as I delicately licked her breasts. "Have you ever done this before?" I asked, "No" she replied, "but I've thought about doing this with you for a long time now, that feels really good-Have you done this?" I cupped her breasts again lightly using my thumbs to add their touch to her nipples. And marveling at the fullness I found in my hands. I stood and kissed my way behind her back. "No, but I wanted to for a long time too, just relax" my hands continued their exploration and worked their way around her belly and down her hips to her ass. I squeezed and stroked with one hand while continuing to caress her nipple with the other. "You are amazing" I rubbed her leg and thigh, marveling at the smoothness and strength I found. Her hands found mine and she guided me around her body as I kissed the nape of her neck and breathed gently on her. "You're a marvel, you were made for these hands" I was now stroking the inside of her thigh. My penis was filling rapidly, engorging itself and growing against her back, when it touched her we both gasped. My hands were drawn up her thighs to her core, I could feel the heat as the outside of my thumb ran up to lightly touch outside her panties, and they were soaking. I eased in beside her pussy, she took a ragged breath and sighed out slowly as my fingers circled her sex without touching it, I teased her as I ran my fingers in circles around her belly, thighs and hips feeling her tremble as her heart beat raced. I did not feel any pubic hair as I moved, she was shaved bare. "I have all the time in the world for you" I whispered in her ear as she wiggled her hips back grinding her ass against me my cock straining up her back. She reached back and gently encircled me with her hand. "Someone is more urgent" she said as she lightly ran her hand along my shaft. With her other hand she drew my fingers to her pussy, which I touched for the first time, feeling her need and animal heat. As I gently stroked her outer lips the moist dew eased my passage, my thumb found her hooded clit and she acted as if struck by lightning. I rubbed in tiny circles and curled my fingers into her amazingly hot virginal depths bringing more moisture to the surface with every pass. Her hand left my cock and grabbed her nipples as she moaned out her pleasure, "Just like that" and she started pumping her hips back and forth. "That is so good." Moving Keeping my hands going I knelt behind her kissing my way down her back as I went. Kneeling I used one hand to start easing her panties down, she used both of hers to help bending slightly as she did. I kissed the small of her back just above her ass as she did, she was hot and I could taste the salt of sweat as I did. I grabbed her hips and turned her around to face me; her pussy was beautiful, bare, and clean and just inches from my face. I kissed her belly just above, her hips on either side and her thighs around her pussy. "Wow, I never expected this, it's so sexy! How long have you done this?" and I resumed my stroking using two fingers running them gently up each little lip. She was glistening from her readiness and her lips were bright pink, her clit was standing up under its gentle hood. With my other hand I was rubbing the area over her pussy where her hair would have been. She was swaying against my hands again, "I was a swimmer in school until these came along," and she cupped her breasts, squeezing them at the same time. "We always shaved all of our hair, old habits die hard, I guess, its taken three years to grow out my hair." She shook her head forwards her hair cascaded down her front, she looked better than I had ever imagined her. As I stroked her and kissed around her she was increasing the speed of her movements becoming more insistent. I leaned in and kissed her, the scent of her was heady enough, the taste was clean and sweet, virgin, 100 proof. When I kissed her she shuddered ands took half a step back, her knees were going weak. I stood up and grabbed her easing her fall back onto the bed behind her. I looked into her eyes and kissed her again. Than kissed my way back down to her pussy, when I got there her legs were spread in anticipation. I kneeled beside the bed and looked; she had again surprised me with her beauty and boldness. I could not resist and leaned in and kissed her clit and resumed licking her virgin shaved pussy. As I laved her juices over her I was thankful for the time I had spent playing trumpet back in school, triple tonguing her she moaned and ran her hands through my hair. "This is so hot soon I'm gonna cum" I thought. Her moans increased as my licking continued. When I added my fingers she went silent and when I sucked her clit she came, her body wracked with spasms, fluids running over my hands and face. I would happily have kept on going but she shied away from me to sensitive after her first powerful orgasm. Instead she reached for me and drew me up her body. I kissed her and she tasted herself on my mouth and tongue. "That was incredible, but now it's your turn." She pressed me against the bed and kissed her way down my chest towards my cock. As she neared her pace slowed and she took me tentatively in her hand. She wiggled me back and forth as she examined me, I don't have a huge cock, no ten inches of raging steel or anything (this is a true story after all), but my six inches were more than enough for me to enjoy her attentions. She bent over and kissed the head of my cock, it was electric a jolt shot through me right to the top of my head as I watched her. She looked up at me and then proceeded to lick the entire length of me. She did it again and again and again each time gaining confidence in the reaction it caused me. I reached for her and moved her head from the base to the head of my cock, "Up here" I moaned "it's better up here" She learned well because the next sensation I felt were her lips wrapping themselves around me as she sucked. She started moving, rocking up and down, she would pause and then lick and then resume sucking. Instinctively she knew to avoid using her teeth. I thought it was fantastic but then she started humming, the extra sensation driving me wild. She grabbed my balls in one hand and started pulling gently on them, unknowingly helping me hold out longer. She also started stroking me with the other. "Oh you are so good at this, keep doing that it is phenomenal!" Excited as I was I tried to hold out but after a few more minutes of her attentions I felt my balls tightening. She obviously felt them too, as when I looked down at her she was looking up at me. "I'm going to cum soon, so... oh you are so good." She pulled her mouth away from me and stroked me two-handed, she kept her head close to watch "I'm cumming!" as I came squirting my load up in the air, pulse after pulse, on her hands, and on my belly. She held me in her fists proudly and smiled up at me; "does it always shoot so much?" she asked and then did the sexiest thing I had yet seen her do. She leaned forward and gently sucked me again. When I pulled away, I was just as sensitive as she had been, she pushed me back down and then proceeded to lick at my belly and her hands, tasting my cum, "I could get used to this taste" she smiled. "Oh I'm not finished yet." I announced sitting up and pulling her back onto the bed. I kissed her again. "I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet, I've been saving myself for marriage." "Fine" I said, "that doesn't mean that I'm not going to continue doing this" I took her nipple in my mouth again and sucked it; she leaned her head back and moaned. "That feels so good..." I sucked on her nipples for a few more minutes and then crawled down her body again. I moved her higher on the bed and grabbed her ankles. I lifted her up and spread her legs again, looking down at her still virgin treasure. "So beautiful..." I kissed my way up her thigh and back to her pussy diving in again. As she leaned forwards I pushed her onto her back and curving her ass up off of the bed as I drove my tongue up inside her. In addition to having played trumpet I also have a talented and fairly long tongue, not Gene Simmons crazy but ideally suited for this. I snaked my tongue into her tight pussy. "This doesn't count does it?" I gently mocked her; to my surprise she answered. "No, it's got to be your cock, and my hymen." "Good" I said and resumed what I was doing. As I ground my face into her wetness, my hands were holding her ass in the air. When I leaned back to take a breath I looked down and saw an amazing sight. I saw her rosebud, and it was a light brown ring around a pink center the same colour as her pussy! Leaning in I licked her from her perineum to her clit, I did it again and again and then I licked her asshole directly, her ass cheeks flexed hard and her toes curled. "That's so dirty, do it again!" I did licking her ass and kissing it and even gently sucking on the rim. I started playing with her pussy with one hand and felt that her own fingers had beat me to her clit. I stabbed at her rim with my tongue and pressed against the tightness. I licked more and pressed more and eventually as she spasmed again my tongue pierced her most private place. "Don't stop, don't ever stop" she cried as my tongue wiggled and gyrated inside her. Her ass was pulsating pulling my tongue deeper and deeper, when it was as far as it would go I pulled out and entered her spice again and again pushing as far and as deeply as I could, I could also taste her pussy in her ass as her fluids flowed freely from one orifice into the other, I had never imagined she could be so wet. As the river continued and she kept saying in a high nearly squeaking voice "don't stop, don't stop..." over and over I kept going she climaxed two more times, each re-energizing my efforts, one finger pushing into her pussy her own fingers flying over her clit. My tongue grew sore and I pulled away, she looked at me in a frenzy of passion and said "more, I need more" I moved my fingers from her pussy and pushed into her ass all the way with one finger to the third knuckle. I swiveled and rotated my finger in her hot core, the site of my finger in her ass sexier than I could have believed just the day before. My fingers were well lubed from her flowing pussy and her ass was relaxed enough for me to attempt two fingers, which she eagerly accepted, still whispering out, "don't stop, don't stop, don't you fucking ever stop!" Her language, a word I had never heard her say before, took me even beyond the knowledge of what I was doing to her, it made it hotter, dirtier somehow. As I pushed with two fingers when she came again she loosed a stream of "oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God..." She must have climaxed again because she started pushing even harder against my fingers demanding a third. When that went in to her tight asshole she started panting out "Don't fucking stop, don't fucking stop". I was harder than I had ever been and very ready to go, I eased her down on the bed and rotated around bringing my cock to her dirty mouth. She gulped me down, sucking me deeper with one try than she had the entire first time. As I felt her throat and the string of saliva I pulled away from her mouth letting her resume the, "don't you ever fucking stop..." and moved to her ass again. I pulled my fingers out and pushed the head of my cock against her dark hole. She looked at me with fire in her eyes and pushed. The head of my cock passed her sphincter and her hot pulsating depth pulled me in I slowly moved deeper, ready to stop if she tensed. She didn't and soon I was buried in her up to my balls. I pulled out but before I could start pushing back her hands grabbed me and pulled me back into her. I slid joyously in and out of her gripping depths. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." was all I could make out coming out of her mouth (I'm sure there was more but that was all I needed to hear) and started pounding harder and harder into her. Looking down at her pussy I could see that it was bright red, the same as the rim of her ass that wrapped around my cock, she was flushed from her hips to her hair and her head strained forwards and back as she rocked against me. Her pussy was also awash with juice slopping out down to my cock in her ass and easing my passage. She came continuously her nipples like diamonds and I could feel the heat from them, her ass and her pussy when I leaned forward. As I thrust I kissed her again, her hazel eyes opened and looked deep into mine. "Fuck me harder, I never knew, so good, fuck, fuck, cumming!" Her ass and pussy contracted again, I swear it must have been the tenth or eleventh time already. I was leaving her ass completely and driving back in unopposed with each stroke. With one tremendous thrust I came swelling in her ass, driving her over the edge again as I swelled inside her and shooting stream after stream after stream of cum. As I slowed my thrusting she looked at me again and smiled, her hair was matted to her forehead she was red with the strain of her efforts and spit gathered at the corners of her mouth. She was beautiful, because I had made her look that way. I pulled out of her ass with a pop and a gush of cum, there was a little blood as well, something that I knew she would be feeling tomorrow. I lay beside her and hugged her closely to me. "Are you still technically a virgin?" I asked. "Close enough" she replied with a grin. I wrapped us up in my blanket and we went to sleep. I could hardly believe my good fortune for finding such a woman and finally confessing my feelings for her, but felt sad knowing it was temporary as we would soon part forever. But there were still a few more days and miles of road before we got to Victoria. Stay close for chapter two. Moving After waiting for over a year, my divorce was finally FINAL and I could move on with my life. A little over a year ago I found out that my asshole husband was screwing one of my friends. Now I wanted a complete break from my old life. I sold the trophy house in the suburbs, bought a new car, shopped for a new wardrobe and got a face lift. My face lift went great and I looked like I was 35 years old again. Not a wrinkle on my face. I also had some liposuction done and a tummy tuck. "Wow," I said to myself; looking into the mirror, there I was with nice 36-inch "D" cup breasts, a 28-inch waist and a great ass. I was a "TEN" again or at least a "Nine". The big house in the suburbs had been sold for a hefty price and I was happy to be moving to a small cottage which had been renovated. It wasn't cheap, but it was just the right-sized house for a single gal. I was thrilled to be back in the city. I was back in Seattle where I had so many happy memories of my single days. My cottage had views of Elliot Bay and the snow-covered Olympic mountain range. This was what I had always wanted. The logistics of getting my stuff from house A to house B was a headache. I only had a few days to move and, seeing that I never planned ahead, I could not find a moving company. Everyone was already booked, and I had to get the place emptied out. I didn't have anyone to pack and move my belongings. Fortunately, my realtor suggested I do it myself by renting a truck and getting three or four day workers. She said that they usually could be found waiting for work next to the Home Depot. I lucked out and found a large rental truck, and as I pulled up to where the day workers waited, I swear, 80 men rushed up to me begging for a job. Instead of just picking four men at random, I eyed them and carefully picked four young (mid to late twenties) Hispanic men who were shouting at me and pointing to each other. I chose them because they looked like they would have no problem lifting my heavy furniture and getting the move done quickly. Then I negotiated a $10 an hour fee. The workers got into a rickety 1980 Chevrolet and followed me in my rented truck. When we got to the old home, it was about nine AM and the weather forecast was for an unusually hot day (for Seattle). I told the guys how I wanted everything packed in the boxes, which I had bought at the local Shurguard. The house was getting very hot so I grabbed some cooler clothes and changed in the bathroom. I switched into a white tank top with no bra and some tight fitting shorts without really thinking how this may affect the four workers. When I entered the room where the guys were packing, they stopped and stared at me for a few seconds with bright smiles on their faces. It had gotten hotter and hotter and my white top was dripping with perspiration, revealing my ample breasts and erect nipples. I could tell by the bulges in their jeans that they really appreciated the view. It felt good to see that my liposuction and tummy tuck had been worth the money. The living room, dining room, kitchen, den, and spare bedroom were packed and the workers were busy packing the master bedroom, when I realized my vibrator collection was under the bed. I was so embarrassed. I said to myself, "Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. I hope they have a good laugh!" Finally, everything had been carefully loaded into the truck by my handsome Hispanic day workers. As I talked to them, I found out that they were brothers: Pedro, Juan, Ramon and Simon. So that's why they all looked alike. It wasn't my imagination. Each guy was about 165 lbs in weight and stood close to six feet tall. They were buff from all the physical labor and they sort of reminded me of Paunch, who was a motorcycle cop on a TV series in the 80's. I guess that's why I picked them. I drove off in the truck and they followed me to my new home in Seattle. The cottage was somewhat secluded from the neighbors, and I liked the feeling that I was in the country, but minutes from everything. It was 6 PM when the workers started unloading my furniture and boxes from the truck. I had them move and set up my master bedroom and master bath first because I was desperately in need of a shower. Around 8 PM, it looked like they would be done in about an hour, so I went to the master bedroom and closed the door to take a hot bath in my Jacuzzi tub. God it was so relaxing feeling the hot water jets all over my body. I had never had a Jacuzzi tub before and, while playing with all the water jets, I realized I could direct the jet flow wherever I wanted. I moved the jet in front of me and it stimulated my clitoris. This was heaven, and I was soon experiencing some of the longest and best orgasms of my life. Time just flew by and I realized it was nearly 9 PM. The workers had to be done by now. I couldn't put my sweaty old shorts and tank top back on and I had neglected to bring a change of clothes into the bathroom. I could only find a small towel, so I had to walk into the master bedroom practically naked. When I got there I was shocked to see all four men naked in my room. And, two of them were already on the king-sized bed. Apparently, they had heard me in the bath moaning and possibly screaming with delight as I had cum over and over again. I just stood there and didn't know what to do, but it was impossible not to be aroused by the sight of so many naked young guys with huge erections. I thought to myself, "What the hell. It's my new life and I'll never see these guys again." Anyway, what could I do? They were bigger, stronger and younger than I was. I was outnumbered. They would have raped me but they didn't, because I willingly gave myself to them. As you can imagine, I was still tingling all over from my time in the bathroom. So, I guess the Jacuzzi orgasms were just "foreplay". The two guys who weren't on the bed, took the towel, and started caressing me. That Jacuzzi had really made me horny as hell. I had to ask the guys their names again. Ramon and Simon had their hands all over me. They were stoking my breasts and my ass. Ramon put his finger in my pussy. God, it was just amazing. I hadn't been fucked by anything but a vibrator in ages. I was already shivering with mini orgasms. They lifted me and put me on the bed. Juan and Pedro were each sucking and licking my nipples. Simon licked my clitoris while pumping his fingers in and out of my cunt. I had another orgasm which overwhelmed me. Then Ramon put his 7 inch penis in my face and I was ready to suck that thing into my throat. But, I thought it would be better to savor his penis and practice being sexy as hell. I started flicking my tongue around his cockhead. He tasted so good. Before Ramon, I had loved to put the rubber dildo in my mouth while I fucked myself with my biggest vibrator. It was just a fantasy. I never thought I would ever do anything like that in real life. Then Simon moved up and tried to shove his cock into my pussy. I was wet. I was horny. I was ready. But, he couldn't fit it in. Simon's cock was too fat. Ooooh, I needed it. Boy did I need it. So I pushed back as hard as I could and his dick started to work its way in. Yeah baby! I went blank from sensory overload. Then when Simon hit bottom, I came back. It was like waking up from a sexy dream, but it was really happening. Oh god, it was really happening! Simon was slowly stroking in and out of my gushing pussy and Ramon was pumping my face. I came right away and I started moaning which excited Ramon so much that he blew his load into my mouth. He had the sweetest cum I ever tasted and I swallowed it down nearly as fast as it shot out, losing only a few precious drops from my mouth. Then Simon grabbed my butt and lifted up my pelvis so he could stroke me faster and harder and deeper. He came within seconds of Ramon and so did I. Well, it's hard to say if I started cumming again because it was like one big rolling orgasm that just never stopped. I was shaking and I felt like I was floating...and it just never stopped. Even when Simon pulled out of me, I was shaking and I was light-headed. And boy, I was ready for more. Juan and Pedro stopped licking my body and quickly took their brothers' places in my mouth and cunt. I was in a sex groove. This whole experience was out of this world. It was a dream. It was a never ending orgasm. And, I have to tell you that very woman needs this once in her life, though once would never be enough. Juan's cock was filling my stretched out vagina and Pedro was in my mouth. They obviously had been very excited by what they had witnessed and both of them came in only a few minutes. I wanted more and the four brothers did not disappoint me as they all became hard again as Pedro fucked me with the vibrator collection they had found in the old house. I told them I wanted them all at once, not really thinking how four cocks could fill three holes. They did not disappoint, as I mounted Pedro's dick, while Simon entered my ass (fortunately the lube was with my vibrators) and Juan & Ramon somehow managed to get both their cocks into my mouth at once. It is surprising how much a sex-starved woman can take when she is in a sex trance. Oh my God, what a feeling of ecstasy to have a cock in my cunt and a cock in my ass while having two in my mouth. The coordination was tricky, but very soon all four men came in all three of my holes at once...........WOW what an massive orgasm I had as sperm drooled from my mouth, cunt and ass all at once. I would highly recommend these migrant day workers to any divorced woman who needed to move or cum. Moving "Don't move," she said. "That's it?" I said. "That's it. That's it, exactly. Don't move." "Right now?" Smiling. She returned my smile. "Right now. But get comfortable first." "Isn't that sort of counterproductive?" She tapped the tip of my nose. "Comedian. Don't worry, you'll get an experience." "But not a moving one, eh?" The smile stayed, but her words were serious: "Great experiences are always moving -- but not vice versa. Not at all." At least Sylvia's basement was warm ... no, not basement. Dungeon: that was it, though I still couldn't think of it that way. "Dungeon"-- that was bricks, rats, iron bars, and the Man in the Iron Mask. Who was in that, anyway Lon Chaney? Errol Flynn? Jose Ferrer? I'll have to look it up later. "Dungeon" certainly wasn't a basement rec room in the Avenues, the perpetually foggy ocean side of San Francisco. No bricks, no iron bars, no rats, at least not as far as I could see. But that's what Sybil called it, so that's what I should probably call it, too. Golden-yellow, close-cropped, shag carpeting. A heavy table covered in black leather. A pine chest with a latch and padlock -- closed and locked. It certainly wasn't anything Lon Chaney, Errol Flynn or Jose Ferrer would have been scared of. But I wasn't Lon or Errol or Jose, or even Brendan Fraser, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at least nervous. It wasn't that I didn't trust Sybil, but this was more than a bit new to me. For me, sex had always been about a cock (mine), tits and pussies. Not whips, chains and "Yes, Mistress." But that's what it was for Sybil. At least she understood my trepidation, thus the padlock on her war chest. What am I doing here? It wasn't the first time I thought that, walking in the door to her place. The response was the same as it had always been: because this was part of her life, and I wanted to be part of her life, too. But there was something else -- bing! -- right in front of my face. Sure I wanted to stay in good graces with Sybil, but there was something else as well. Face it, I told myself, you just want see why this isn't a rec room but a dungeon. You want to get it. "Ready?" she asked. "Rip roarin' -- to do absolutely nothing that is," I said, smiling as always. "Get comfy -- you don't want to cramp up," she said. In a bow to my nervousness she wasn't wearing any of her S and M gear, the leather and latex she'd showed me in the dark depths of her closet, but rather a comfy yellow bathrobe. She still was damned sexy--a beautifully full, round woman with deep night hair and flickering amber eyes--and, looking at her, the last thing I wanted to do was play her game. It took a huge effort not to just part that robe, cup her breasts, run a thumb over her nipples. But a promise was a promise. It was also hard -- or rather I should say "I" was also hard, because I definitely was that -- because she'd asked me to strip down, and I had. I hopped up onto the table, my cock slapping back and forth against my thighs, and tried to work myself into a comfortable position. After a few minutes I thought I'd found it. "Okay," I said. "I'm all set -- to do nothing." "You said that," she said, tightening the flannel sash around her waist. "Now look me in the eyes." "Yes, Mistress," I said, curbing the mischief I felt ticking my voice. She frowned, and I felt suddenly, deeply sad. "Don't say that unless you mean it. I'm serious." "Sorry," I said, opening my hands in supplication. She looked at me for a moment. "Okay." She took a deep breath. "You do the same, a couple of deep slow breaths: in, out, in, out. Think about your body, the position you're sitting in. If it doesn't feel good then move." I breathed in time with her, feeling my chest rise and fall. I moved my leg a bit, then my right arm. "When it feels good, when it feels right, then nod and we'll start. It's a really simple game: just don't move. Try and keep the same position as long as you can." "Hum .... how do I win?" "Win? Sweetie this isn't a win/lose kind of game." She kissed the tip of my nose and I smiled, despite myself. Then she looked thoughtful for a long minute. "But you know, there might very well be a way to win, but I'm not going to tell you. You've got to figure that out for yourself. Now, you ready?" What the hell was that about? I thought. "Ready as I'll ever be." "Good. Now start: don't say anything, don't nod -- don't move." I didn't say anything, I didn't nod, and I didn't move. We started. There were rules. For something that wasn't a game, it seemed to have a lot of them: breathing was okay, blinking was okay, involuntary movement was okay, but anything like a conscious twitch or jerk was right out -- game over, thank you for playing, here's your complimentary Turtle Wax and a copy of the home game. Thinking of that, the game almost ended before it began: an image dancing through my mind of a 2.5 kid nuclear family sitting down around a Parker Brothers game of S & M, spinning the punishment wheel. "Oh, oh, Bobby, you drew the golden showers card..." But I fought down a smirk, locking down my face. Sylvia, meanwhile, sat down on the chest and watched me. She was quite simply exquisite, old bathrobe and all. Looking at her, watching her watch me, a thought flickered through my mind. With a view like this, who cares about moving? Distantly, I was aware that my cock still hadn't gone down. It was still gently throbbing, and the sight of Sylvia seemed to increase its tempo. I blinked. Then I wondered, still looking at my lover, what am I supposed to do now? The rules of the game were easy enough, but what was the damned point? Was I supposed to make her feel good, by obeying her? "Yes, Mistress; no, Mistress; right away, Mistress." That could make anyone feel good, having a humble little slave -- but what the hell do I get out of it, aside from a nasty cramp? When I agreed to play Sylvia's game I knew it could be weird, but, hell, I loved her -- or at least I thought I did. But this part of her life was something that baffled me, and after a minute of immobility, it still did. But something was also niggling at the back of my stock-still noggin. I didn't want to be a pet, a slave, a subservient little twit who'd follow her around, wipe her ass, or who knew what. That pissed me off. I wanted to move, to say "fuck this" and get up and walk away. I wanted to break her spell, smash it up and get the hell out of there. It wasn't something I'd thought of when I'd agreed to play Sylvia's game but sitting there, frozen, it made my face burn: I'm not one of those "top dog" kind of guys, but I sure as shit didn't want to be a whipped one. Then I thought of something else and I fought to keep a sneer down again: one finger. I wanted to lift just one finger on the hand she couldn't see. She wouldn't know, but I would. There was something juicy in that: a little victory in our battle of "play". When the game was over she'd think she'd had a victory when I'd really won, and I'd get to smile my secret little smile as she came out the big, bad, Mistress. I felt my hand, behind me on the warm leather. I was sitting on the edge of the table, one hand at my sides, one where she could see it, the other behind me. That one. The one behind. My left. Maybe the first finger, perhaps the second? The birdie digit I decided was too rude, too harsh for my subtle little gesture of defiance. Have you ever thought about moving a part of your body before you actually move it? It's weird, putting consciousness into something you don't often even think about. I felt a tension in my hand, my finger (the first one, if you're curious), the muscles, tendons, tissues and all that wet, squishy stuff changing from not moving to start-to-move. The will was there, definitely, and my body was prepared, absolutely, but then something really interesting happened. Nothing -- that's what happened. Or didn't happen. I didn't know. But I do know that I didn't move, not at all, not even my finger. The room, which previously felt warm if not hot, was suddenly chilly and a parade of goosebumps ran up and down my spine, arms and thighs. I remained frozen, still, immobile. Why? Thoughts in my head, thumping together around like idea bumper cars, weird feelings, odd impressions -- and something else. Have you ever suddenly realized that your body was doing something you didn't ask it to do -- some part of yourself that normally you have to tell to perform, all of a sudden acts on it's own? Because that's what happened. My cock, you see, was still hard -- rock hard, steel hard, very damned hard. I was angry, or had just been angry, and the one thing that doesn't happen to me when I get angry is to get hard. I shrink, shrivel, deflate -- you name it, that's what normally happened, or didn't happen. Negative erection. But then, frozen for Sylvia, my cock was still hard -- no that's not quite right. I'd been hard before (my dick pulsed against my thigh) but, still not moving, I was incredibly hard. My whole groin ached, swollen, tingling, huge. The one thing I wanted more than anything in the world was to sink my wonderfully hard dick deep into Sylvia. I didn't move though, didn't let the slightest grimace of pain or desire show on my face. Sylvia, watching, smiled and winked at me. I don't think I'd ever been as hard as that, but I certainly hoped I'd be again. It felt like a deep part of myself, somewhere down below my belly button, my guts, my soul even, was happy at this situation. Very, very happy. But that was deep down, cock-response deep, but at the top of it all, in my brain, something else was ringing loud and long: why? I still didn't know Sylvia's "why"-- not really -- I'd guessed but I didn't know, but that wasn't what was bugging me. Why didn't I move? Why didn't I get up and leave? Because that's what you've always done, I heard a voice say, clear in my mind, down there in my guts, somewhere near my soul. Goosebumps. Big, obvious, goosebumps. I didn't care so much that I was thinking to myself in a new voice, that I'd possibly had a psychotic break, or that I'd been telepathically contacted by beings Not Of This Earth but rather that what that voice said was right. It wasn't something I'd considered before, but hearing it said as I tried to stay as still as possible, it was frightening. Because it was true. I liked to laugh. Not because I was jolly, or good spirited, but because everything to me seemed laughable. I giggled and guffawed at the world, seeing the billions and billions that lived on earth -- or ever lived for that matter -- as suckers, idiots. I didn't believe in anything, and even when I did I always gave it just enough to get through it. More than that and I was just another rat in a maze, moron on a treadmill. Lifting a finger, cheating at my lover's game: that was so like me. Anything serious, deep, possibly meaningful was a joke -- a joke on everyone. A joke on you. Was that me, was that beyond me, was that somewhere to the left of my soul? I didn't move, but I did, inside, dropping through layers of mind and memory. Pieces of myself floating by my consciousness: birthday traumas, schoolyard pain, moments of clarity and what I thought to be understanding. I won't go through them all, not that they're too intimate but rather that thinking about them now they're just too damned dull. I wanted to laugh, but not like I had before. I felt the muscles of my face start to pull and stretch me into a grin but I stopped them cold. No movement. None at all. Paralysis. But inside I moved a lot. Looking back at it all, looking down and through myself, I realized that I didn't have anything. I was good at things, but never very good at anything. I moved towards things -- work, avocations, even love -- but I never got close. I stopped just short of so much but never stepped beyond. Doing anything with all of me would mean that I'd stepped out beyond my smirking safety zone. My leg cramped but I tried to ignore it. Pain flared there, a pulsing new kind of discomfort but I tried to push it away, keeping the tightened muscles from becoming knots. It was important, very important that I not move, not at all, not even a little bit. My eyes were dry but I didn't want to blink. Blinking was movement and movement would mean losing the game. Then I remembered the game allowed that kind of thing, so I carefully, slowly, blinked. It felt good, but I vowed not to do it again -- or at least not often. What had I done? In my life? I could have done so much more, I realized, but I hadn't. My life suddenly seemed shallow. What had I ever done except laugh a lot? I remember hearing that a friend of mine in college had written a novel, and for some reason that struck me as pathetic: that he'd spent nights and nights working on something that would probably never see the light of day, or if it did it'd vanish from the stands in a week or two. A friend from high school had been all around the world, visiting the Dalai Lama, being there when the wall came down in Berlin and I giggled that she'd spent all that money, used up all that time, and she came away with nothing but memories and some snapshots. My lower back started to ache. It felt like a slug of heavy metal had been slapped against my spine. I so wanted to sit up tall, stretch, listen to the music of my bones realigning themselves. But I didn't. I didn't move. I was frozen. In bondage. I was in bondage and so couldn't, wouldn't move. What have you done? What have you accomplished? I'd had girlfriends, women I thought I might -- kinda, sorta -- love, but they hadn't lasted. They'd wanted to talk, to think about the future. I'd just wanted to have fun. How many had had there been? One of them, a fun little redhead named Cheryl, had gotten married, and I remember laughing that she was so ridiculous to stand up there in front of the world and say that she was doing it, when -- more than likely -- she and her husband would be talking to divorce sharks in a year or two. What have I done? The answer was not hard -- not hard in that I didn't want to say it, to think it, because it came up as zero. Nothing. I laughed a lot, and that was all. I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry like I'd never wanted to cry before. Self pity surged through me, like a hot compress of shame. I wanted Sybil -- who was still looking at me with her deep amber eyes -- to hold me, to hold me while my sorrow came out. I wanted her to make it all better, because I realized that she was right there in front of me, filling my vision, and that I loved her. But I didn't cry. Crying would mean moving, would mean that some part of my body would move and I would have failed. I didn't want to screw this up. I wanted to make this happen, to win this game. I wanted to feel good and, right along with that, I wanted Sylvia to feel good about me. I wanted her to know that I could and would do this small, impossible thing that she had asked. Because she had asked. My body was a knot. Pain rolled up and through my muscles, tendons and even -- I swear -- my bones. My cock was still like a rock. In fact it hadn't changed at all during my inward moving. I thought about it as I sat there in bondage: how I wanted to touch it, to wrap my hand around it and enjoy its very-hardness. I wanted Sylvia to see it, to admire it. I wanted to share it with her -- to make love to her as we had before -- but I also wanted her to see what had happened to me, for her to see that for the first time in my entire life, I was trying. I was trying my best. My best. My best. I'm trying my best. I will not move. I will not move. I will do this. I want to feel that I've done something special here today, I want to feel pride in this accomplishment, and I want Sylvia to understand that. She was still sitting quietly, her eyes moving over my unmoving body. I could feel her gaze like a physical touch, a warm caress that soothed, for a moment, the pains in my cramped limbs. There was a question in her eyes, and though I couldn't quite put it into words, I knew the answer. Yes. Yes, Sylvia, yes my love, whatever you require of me, whatever you desire, I'll do my best to give that to you. To give my self to you. Did she feel me? Did she hear my silent answer? Her thoughtful half-smile never wavered, but once again I felt a ghost of her touch. My cock throbbed in time with my heart. But I didn't allow it to move. My legs ached. My back ached. My hand felt like it would never move again. Minutes? No, it felt like hours of immobility. I wanted to blink again, but didn't. My eyes were dry, they burned. I held my breath, because breathing was movement. It was okay, according to the rules, but not according to my rules. I didn't want to win by the rules, I wanted to do better than the rules. For her. My head started to swim and for a heart-pounding minute I thought I'd moved, that my head had to tipped forward and I felt a surge of panic and shame. But then I realized that I was still where I'd been. Still frozen in place. My cheeks felt strange. Had I moved? I had I failed? I didn't want to -- I wanted to rise up, to move beyond what and where I'd been before. My cheeks felt strange. I hoped I hadn't moved. I hoped, prayed that I hadn't moved. Sylvia got up, walked towards me , the expression on her face new, unusual. I hadn't see her like this before. I'd seen her laugh, cry, orgasm, sigh, be angry, but this was new. Was this disappointment? Deep sorrow that I'd failed her. I hoped not. I really, honestly hoped not. I didn't move. Her hand went up to my face, my cheek. The touch of her fingers on my skin was like an electric shock and I felt like my whole body would jump at the contact. But I didn't. I felt the come boiling up into my dick, ready to explode. I didn't move. Not an inch, not a little bit, not at all. I didn't move. "Sweetheart," she said, bending down to look at my eyes. "Sweetheart," she said again. "Thank you, thank you so much. You've done what I wanted and more." That look on her face, and there in her eyes. Something new, something I wanted more and more of. Something I'd been missing for all those years, something I'd given up. Respect. It was more than I'd ever hoped for, better than any orgasm. I slipped off the bench and into her arms, trembling all over. "Thank you, Mistress," I said, the tears now pouring down my cheeks. "Thank you." Moving Back Home It was my third night back home. I had been sharing an apartment near school with Janet, my girlfriend of 3 years, until I came home to the sound of her getting off on someone else's cock one night. I was crushed, We had been together since senior year of high school, and she was the only woman I had been with. We were both virgins till our first time on Prom Night. I had been thinking about proposing, now I'm glad I didn't. So here I was, 20 years old and living with my mom again. Dad had left when I was about 12, so it was just me and her. Mom had taken to wearing a bathrobe around the house, and I don't think she had anything under it. I would find myself wondering at times if she had been going naked while I was away, and only wore the robe because I was around. I was getting very horny, not having had sex in over a week when I was used to it almost every day. I hadn't jacked-off thought because every time I started to my mind went back to Janet, and then I would start crying. I went down the hall to the bathroom and Mom was just leaving it, still tying her robe shut. Definitely didn't have a bra on. I went in and relieved myself. As I was leaving I saw something on the towel rack. It was a light pink pair of Mom's panties. I got a little hard thinking about how I used to sniff her panties when I first started to masturbate. As I looked at them I saw that there was a fairly large dark, damp spot on the crotch. I was getting harder by the second as I thought about whether Mom was leaking a bit or if it was something else. I picked the panties up and smelled the damp spot. Nothing but the scent of an excited woman. Mom must have been touching herself through them. By now I was fully hardand my pants were painfully tight. I undid my jeans and pulled them down, sitting down. I held Mom's underwear to my face and breathed in deeply as I started to play with my cock. I hadn't done this in a long time and it had me very excited. I was stroking slow and hard, letting my Mother's scent overtake me. I began to lick and suck on the damp spot, getting near to the release I needed. "This door never did latch right." I was stunned. The door had come open part way, and I had just been caught masturbating while licking my Mother's panties. "Are you enjoying yourself Jason," she said sarcastically. I started to stutter, trying to think of something to say. I must have been blushing very red, I felt I was about to die of embarrassment. "Mom I--" "Don't feel bad Jason, most boys do that sort of thing. I knew you did when you used to live here. I'd seen you once or twice." I wouldn't have thought I could be any more embarrassed, but now I was. "Mom," I said, "please don't be mad. I was just--" "I'm not mad hun," she said as she stepped into the room, "in fact I left those there thinking you might find them." Embarrassment turned to pure shock! I really looked at her for the first time since she'd announced her presence. She was a bit flushed herself and her robe was hanging open. She was nude beneath it, and so wet that I could see it glistening on her thick bush! "You looked like you needed a little help getting some release Jason," she cooed. "I could use some too." "What are you saying Mom," I asked, not believing it could be what it seemed. I started to stand up, and realized that I was still very hard. She dropped her robe to the floor and stepped close to me. I backed up. Mom sat on the seat and spread her legs wide. "I'm saying, Jason, that its been a long time since anyone ate my pussy, and you seem to like the taste." She had a very naughty look on her face as she said this, and started to tease her clit. I wasn't sure what to do. Standing there with my pants around my knees, and very aroused, looking at my naked Mother pinching her nipples and touching her slit. "I won't be the only one enjoying it," she said as she reached out and took hold of my stiff rod. My knees buckled and I found myself kneeling just inches from her, I could smell her now. She put her hand on my head and pulled me toward her. As my lips met the hair of her snatch I opened my mouth, pushing out my tongue. My Mother's juices tasted better than I had imagined. As I licked her she moaned and cooed. I moved a hand toward my cock, feeling I was about to explode. But Mom pulled my hand back and said, "Just concentrate. On what you. Are doing. Jason. I'll take. Care of that. When you are done." She was drawing the breath to speak in gasps. She put her hands on my head, pulling me tight against her dripping sex. Her moaning got louder, almost constant. I worked my tongue in and out of her, dragging it across her clit. Her legs tightened on the sides of my head as I felt her start to shake, her moans loud and sharp between gasps. I didn't stop. In a minute or two she settled, breathing fast and deep. I looked up to her face, and she bent to kiss me deeply, licking her fluids from my face. Mom stood up, bringing me with her. She turned us till we had changed places. "Sit." I did. She pushed me so I was leaning back, my stiff cock pointed straight up. The she kneeled between my legs and smiled. Still smiling Mom opened her mouth and licked from my balls to the tip of my penis. She looked into my eyes as she did it again, this time taking the head into her mouth and sucking it all in. If she had moved right away I would have cum right then, but she didn't. Mom kept her lips at the base of my shaft, teasing. She slowly pulled up, sucking the whole time, until only the head was in her mouth. I groaned with pleasure. Mom kept going down and back up slowly, sucking hard. I could feel that I was about to go and said so. I swear that at hearing me warn her she giggled around my hard cock. She sped up more, and in a short time I was shooting into her mouth. Mom didn't stop, I could feel that she was swallowing. This was an ecstasy that I hadn't felt before. As the spasms of my cock stopped, Mom took her mouth off of it and looked up at me. She rose up and kissed me. To my shock I could taste and feel something that could only be some of my cum as Mom pushed it into my mouth. I swallowed on reflex. She pressed against me, still kissing me deeply. Then she stopped, smiled at me, and walked out of the bathroom without picking up her robe. I took my pants the rest of the way off and followed. Moving Back Home It was good to be home. For that statement to have the full meaning relating to this story we are first going to have to discuss my past. My name is Cindy Feiling. You can also call me Prisoner 14567 as I was called for the past 6 years. Three months after my 12th birthday as I was playing with my cousin and her friend at my cousin's house I got upset. How and why... Well, I don't remember all the details but I got jealous and decided I didn't like my cousin's friend. I made a horrible decision and I hit her in the face with a golf club. She went to the hospital and I was told had some plastic surgery but for the most part was fine. However, it just so happened that her parents had all kinds of money and my parents had just enough to get by. My parents tried for 4 months to get the charges dismissed but nothing could be down. I was sent to an all girl's military school where I was not allowed to see my family or return back to the state of Maine until I turned 18. I was shipped to Alabama. The school was not what you might think. There were no corrupt guards and I didn't get crap from the other girls. There was no sex of any kind even though some of the girls loved to talk about it. I simply went to school 7 days a week. I worked out every day and I read books. Honestly, there was nothing else to do. Because of my punishment I wasn't allowed anytime away from school for the first few years. I was able to write letters to my family but no visits and no pictures. I had a few friends at the school but most of us stayed to ourselves. With about 3 weeks left to go before my sentence was up and I was going to be allowed to go home one of the girls got a weekend pass and she was able to pick one person to go to a movie with her. My friend Kari picked me and we were on our way to see a children's movie. I don't remember which one because we didn't make it there. Across the street from the theater was an adult sex shop. Kari was curious and I didn't know any better so we decided to take a look. It was my first experience with sex of any kind. There were movies playing and naked men and women everywhere. I loved looking at the male member. I couldn't take my eyes off it and not only did my pussy get wet but my mouth was watering. I wasn't stupid, I was horny. As we left the store to head to the local mall I knew I was turned on but I also knew that I was behind other girls my age. It was the first time I wanted to be free, the first time I honestly started to miss home. I arrived home on May 14th. There wasn't a party or anything. My mom was home and said hello. She gave me a small and awkward hug and we made small talk. My brother Tom, who is 10 months younger than me, was still at school. He is still finishing up his senior year of high school. My dad was at work. Mom and I took a walk around the house just as a reminder of where everything is at. Then I was shown to my room which hadn't changed. This would have been fine if I wasn't 12 years old the last time I had been in the room. It didn't yet feel like home. The three story house I had grown up in seemed like a distant memory. Mom and dad had the entire upstairs to themselves. Tom and I had our own rooms and two small bathrooms in our rooms downstairs. The house looked good. My mom looked good. It just didn't feel like home. I talked to my mom about attending a local community college and seeing what she had found out after asking about the chance of me getting a job. It was a small town so everyone knew of my past but my mom was convinced that they would forgive and forget. I decided it would be nice to take a shower and settle in before my dad and brother got home. It was weird being in a 12 years old room when I was 18 and literally just discovered sex about a month before. Where was I going to learn about sex? I realized I had needs that I was going to need to take care of. As I stood looking in the mirror I realized that the planned meals and working out had really paid off. I didn't have the huge fake boobs like the girls I saw in the adult video store but I was in good shape. Honestly, I was in great shape. I was hot. I am about 5' 8" and 115 pounds. Brunette with a nice 36C and when I removed my bra my breasts didn't move. They were perfect and I couldn't wait for a man to have his hands all over them. I had long legs and a firm but. I loved working out and I loved it more now that I saw what it had done to my developing body. As I got into the shower I found a razor and "cleaned up" everything down there and couldn't help to start playing with myself. It didn't take more than two fingers to get me going. I was pretty sure I was going to pee myself so I decided to stop. I was going to have to find a something bigger and better to teach myself what I could. I dressed and as I came upstairs my brother was talking to my mom. My brother was taller and had some acne but he was not what I was figuring to see. He wasn't in good shape and he didn't really care to see me. Or so it seemed. We said hello and caught up a little. It was weird. My brother told me he was planning to move to Boston and I could tell he was ready to get out of there. He seemed distant and angry. As I helped my mom get ready for diner my brother said he was going to take a shower. I finished setting the table and my mom got a call from my dad. He was going to be home in about 25 minutes. Mom told to run down and tell my brother. As I got to his room I realized that he wasn't in the shower he was playing some kind of video game. Tom, mom said dad will be home in about 20-25 minutes. He turned and looked at me but barely acknowledged I was there. Twenty minutes later I was putting stuff away in my room when my mom yelled down that dad was getting home. I decided to go check on my brother to make sure he had heard mom. As I walked into his room I realized the door to his bathroom was wide open as he was obviously not used to a girl being around. That fact became more obvious when I walked up to the door to see that he had a completely see through shower curtain. I couldn't help myself. I was staring at my brother naked before me. I had to look it was my first chance to see a live penis. I didn't care if it belonged to my brother or not. I had to see it and there it was. As I said before my brother wasn't in great shape and it might have been the first dick I was about to see but I was certain my brother had a big one. My guess would be 6 or 7 inches soft and just hanging there. I knew it was wrong but I had to see that thing hard. I snapped out of the crazy thoughts in my head as I heard my mom call again. I took a few steps out of my brother's room and yelled to my brother, Tom time to eat. As I got upstairs I saw my dad walking into the house. Unlike my mother my dad had a big smile on his face and was ready to give me a great big hug. Dad looked great. I could tell he was also working out but I still smelt the usual hint of scotch on his breath. It felt good to get a hug and to have some contact with another person again. I finally felt home. We had a nice diner as a family. We kept up a lot of small talk and even managed a few laughs. I for one had a hard time looking across the table at my brother without thinking of the piece of meat he had between his legs. The thoughts of sex were taking over my mind. I couldn't help it. I even looked at my father at one point and wondered if he my brother had gotten his "big" gift from my father. Like father, like son? I wondered to myself. I watched some TV later that night but I was tired and thought I would lie down and go to sleep. I passed out quickly but woke at 4 in the morning to a rattling noise on the stairs. I got up to use the bathroom and noticed that I heard some noise from my brother s room. Thinking he had left his TV on or slept with it on I wondered down to his room. Again, having your sister back home must have been quite the change. The door to his room was pretty much wide open. Since I assumed he was asleep I tiptoed to his door. I looked in to see that my brother was not only awake but seemed to be watching a movie. I didn't recognize the movie on the TV and I didn't much care for long. My brother had his laptop on his TV tray in front of him and there was a girl getting fucked by two guys on the screen. I noticed that my brother had head phones on. This was it; I had to see that cock. As I watched the scene on the computer and I noticed it was a young girl not much different then me. Well, except for her huge fake boobies and what appeared to be a loose pussy. This girl was taking a dick in her mouth and one in her pussy that had to be 10 inches long. I was getting turned on and I was also gaining confidence. Even if my brother caught me I didn't care I had to see my brother in all his glory. I stood up to get a better view and the very top came into view. My brother had his handed wrapped tightly around his dick and was slowly pumping up and down on his shaft. I admired how much he knew about himself. My brother knew how to take care of himself. I moved another foot closer and the entire thing came into view. My brother had a huge cock. It had to be at least 10 to 11 inches long and it was as thick as my wrist. If my brother didn't have a fat belly it would look even bigger. I had seen what I wanted and I slowly backed out of the room. As I began to turn I heard a grunt and turned around. My brother was about to cum. I stood and watched in awe as four large spurts of bright white cum shot all of the stomach and chest of my brother. As he moved to grab a sock to clean up I slowly backed away. It was then I realized that my fingers were not only in my underwear but I had two fingers in my cunt up to my knuckles. As I got back into the room I locked the door and started to smell my own aroused aroma. I brought my fingers to my noise and decided I needed a taste. Honey might be sweeter but not much. As I looked around I saw and old Barbie in my room. I found a condom that I was given when I turned 17 at school. It was old and I had never planned to use it. Really, I didn't even know what it was for until a few weeks ago but it was sure going to come in handy now. I took it out of the package and ran it down the legs of the doll. I spit on my fingers and rubbed them on my pussy and with the condom there was enough lube. I took the doll slowly rubbed it against my swollen pussy. It was the only thing I can find longer then my fingers. I slowly slide it inside and hit a little wall. I knew I wasn't being satisfied so I thrust it harder into my pussy. At first it hurt and I definitely got nervous when I saw a little blood. I remembered back to a human anatomy class I had had and thought to myself. Am I no longer a virgin? My mind shifted back to the plastic in my pussy and I begin moving it in and out faster and faster. My right hand guided the doll in and out of my cunt. My left hand found its way to my breasts and I began kneading them like a piece of dough. My nipples stood straight up and were becoming so sensitive. I pulled them as I shoved the doll in as far as I could. The peeing sensation was there again and not wanting to explain that to my parents the first night I was home I decided it was time to stop. I slept with a smile on my face the rest of the night. I woke up around 9 the next morning. I quickly flushed the condom down the toilet and tossed the doll under my bed. I was so horny I needed to work of some of this aggression and get my mind straight. I put on some shorts, sports bra and a t-shirt. Tied my shoes and went up stairs. I saw my Dad reading the newspaper and drinking what I would assume is an Irish coffee. I yelled to Dad that I was going for a run. At first he looked up from the paper and nodded, however, as I was tying my shoes I noticed that my father was taking a few more looks at the body of his newly returned daughter. I didn't mind at all. I didn't care who it was I liked the attention and I was starting to realize the effect that my body could have on men. Be back in about 45 minutes, I yelled to my father. It was a gorgeous spring day on the east coast. I got a lot of looks while I was running but all I could think about was my brother's huge dick and the eye fucking I thought I saw my father give to me. By the time I was half way back home my panties were again stoked and I was worried it was going to show through my shorts. I sprinted home and decided I would stretch in the backyard. I tried to make some noise to make sure my father and possibly brother knew I was back there. After ten minutes and with my mind cleared I walked into the house. My father was now in the kitchen sitting at the counter still reading the same paper. I walked by him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Where are Mom and Tom at, I asked? Your mother will be gone for the day. She is shopping with her friend which is a pretty typical Saturday. If your brother didn't call off work or isn't downstairs sleeping then he is at work until about 6 this evening. One day of work a week is tough for your brother, my dad joked. So you are saying it is you and me today Dad? Sure is, Dad said. I hope that is ok. I had no objections what so ever. As I finished my water and had some yogurt I noticed that there were some dishes that had been washed from diner last night and needed to be put away. I started to try to put them away but I had no idea where things went. I glanced towards my dad and asked for some help. I started picking up each dish. Dried them off and ask dad where each went. I noticed that each time my dad would start by telling me it was behind me and then tell me the correct location. Sure enough my father was taking every opportunity to keep his eyes on my ass. I decided it was time to see how far I could take this with my father. I poured myself another glass of water and as I was drinking it I did so fast enough that it began to leak onto my white t-shirt. At first I was just trying to get my dad's attention but I had soaked my shirt. Hell, this was perfect. I walked over to the laundry room and removed my shirt and threw it into the dirty clothes. I walked back to the kitchen and saw my father staring with his jaw close to the ground. Acting like I didn't know any better I just glanced at my father and told him I was getting hot from the run. He didn't seem to mind. I was in my bra and some shorts running short. What a show my father was about to get. I was down to the last few dishes and I didn't want to stop. I asked my father where the pot had went that my mother had cooked the roast in the night before. Again at first he pointed behind me but then told me it went in the cabinet below the small area my father was sitting at. I set it on the ground and got to my knees. As I put the dish away I noticed that my father only had a robe on. As I looked to the side I got what I had been waiting for. Under the table below my father waist hanging outside his robe was my father's half hard cock. I couldn't move. I just stared and realized that my Dad was really enjoying the show. My dad had huge balls that looked like a perfect fit to his massive cock. My dad was easily 10 inches long as it stood and growing. His cock was thicker then my brother and looked like a piece of steel pipe. I decided then and there that I had to have it. I got up and looked. There was one dish left. I started to feel up the sink and told my father that it needed to be cleaned again. I grabbed a chair and moved it to the middle of the kitchen. I sat in it while the sink filled up and made small talk. My father never once looked up but answered each question I asked. I got up and started to clean the plate. I got water everywhere but tired to concentrate on getting as much as I could on my white sports bra. I kept talking to my father but he still wasn't looking up. After a few minutes my father said to me. That thing has to be clean by now. I took the towel and begin to dry it. I kept my back to my father and looked down. My bra was completely see through and my nipples were hard as could be from the water. As I finished drying the dish I turned to my father and held up the dish. Last one, where does it go Dad? For the second time that day my dad did a double take. When he looked up for good his eyes never met mine. He stared directly at my chest and told me it again when below where he was sitting. I bent down and put the dish away to see that my father was now at full mast. Or so I thought. No more messing around. I turned around and walked towards the laundry room again. I took my sports bra off so that my father knew it was gone. I threw it into the ground and grabbed a towel from the side bathroom. I covered what I wanted to and walked into the kitchen. Dad was still sitting and I knew why. I sat on the chair in the kitchen and started to untie my shoes. I think I am going to take a shower, I said out loud but to no one in general. As I got my shoe close to untied I leaned down to use both hands. The towel fell to the ground and my tits were on display. I acted as if I was oblivious to what was going on. My father was paying little attention to the paper now. I untied my other shoe and threw them to the side. As I was about to stand up I let out a little scream. Jeepers Dad, I am sorry about that I completely forgot about the towel. My father smiled and said something that confirmed he had indeed been drinking that morning. "Honey, you can walk around like that anytime you would like" and with my dad in an apparent horny daze. I was going to push my luck. I sat back and cupped by tits. You want me to walk around like this dad? You really think these are nice Daddy? He could only shake his head in an approving motion. I pushed them together and got my nipples as hard as I could. I stood again and slowly removed my shorts and panties. I sat back down and looked my dad in the eyes. Daddy, I saw what you got under the table there and I am not sure it if will fit in my virgin pussy but why don't you come over here and try. My father cleared his throat and stood up. The tent in front of his robe didn't look that impressive but I had seen what was under there. He stepped around the counter and into my view. He walked up to me and put the bugle right in front of my face. Before I could say anything he undid the belt and the robe pushed open. That huge snake damn near slapped me in the face. Before me sat a 13 inch piece of cock that needed to be milked. I again thought to myself that there was no way that would fit inside me but I was sure going to try. I reached up and put my hand on my father's huge member. It was hot to the touch and felt like a rock in my hands. Put your mouth around it, my father said. I took a big breath and opened wide. I put the head into my mouth and tasted a little pre-cum. I tried to stroke it the way that I saw my brother stroking his and put it as far in mouth as I could. My father moans and I simply heard the sounds of my pussy leaking on the wooden chair I was sitting on. My father put his hand on the back of my head and forced me up and down his cock. I could tell my father was in heaven. I could only wonder to myself when the last time my mother had her lips on this wonderful dick. Up and down I went with my mouth and hand. It only seemed to get harder and harder. The next thing I know my father picked me up and kissed me. I was practically sitting on his dick as we kissed and the feel of that dick under my ass door me crazy. Dad sent me on the counter and kissed from my lips to my other lips. The touch of him on my neck, shoulders, tits, stomach and thighs was driving me crazy. My father was an unbelievable lover who obviously had some moves he hadn't used in awhile. As he began to kiss and blow on my sopping wet pussy I thought I was going to piss right there. My father assured me I wasn't going to pee. I might have an orgasm but pee wasn't going to happen. Not as turned on as you are right now baby, trust me Daddy said. Moving Back Home My father can eat pussy. That is all I thought to myself. He looked up and me and said that he needed to get me ready for his dick. He first put his pointer finger in his mouth and then his ring finger to wet them. I have to start with two fingers baby if there is any way you hope to fit my dick in your tight little snatch, he said. I didn't care and I let him know. I sat back and spread my legs as far as I could. I took my four fingers and stuck them into my pussy. In and out as fast as I could for thirty seconds. As I removed my own fingers my father quickly replaced them with his. It was entirely new feeling. Have your own fingers inside your pussy is one thing but having the fingers of someone else, let alone your father, is an intense feeling that sent me over the edge. I began to shake and felt light headed. My first orgasm hit me like a brisk wind but my father didn't stop to let me enjoy he just kept pushing his large fingers into my tiny hole. As I got closer to a second orgasm my father stopped. He stood up and completely removed all of his clothes. He took the wetness from his fingers and rubbed it up and down his huge cock. My father was waiting to fill me up with 13 inches of 52 year old meat. The same dick that had helped bring me into this world was about to take my virginity and show me how to fuck. My father sat down on the chair still in the middle of the kitchen. He looked me in the eyes and said, sit on it baby that way you can control how much you can take. I hopped down from the counter and removed my clothes as well. I walked up to my father and kissed him deep. I reached behind my back and grabbed a hold his huge prick. I whispered in his ear, I can't wait to be filled with this dick. My father shivered as I felt the pulse in his dick increase. I turned around and bent over in front of my father. I looked up at him from between my legs and smiled. I backed into and sat of my dad's stomach. I looked down and realized that his dick was just about to my tits as I sat on him. How am I really going to get this inside of me? My father pushed me up and I felt the tip of his dick spilt my pussy lips. Now or....well we can try again later my father said. I grabbed his dick and said. Now. Only now. My father placed one hand on my hip and the other had a firm grasp on my left tit. It hurt but I was sure he didn't want me to run away. I took his dick and lined it up with my cunt. I put the head close to my opening and could feel the heat. I rubbed it back and forth and wetted it as much as I could. My father bucked and soon the tip was inside of me. I rocked back and forth lubing not only my pussy but daddy's dick. I pushed back and soon about three or four inches where inside of me. It started to hurt but my father grabbed me tightly and whispered to push it on through. I stood up a little so that just the head was in me. Then I sat back and took as much as I could. I know it wasn't all in there but I felt like I had a baseball bat in there. I stood up again and my father had had enough. Both hands moved to my hips and he pulled me back in. I braced myself and let out a moan that I am sure one of our neighbors had to have heard. My father began to pull me in and push me out at a decent pace. As I got most of it in there I stopped my father and told him I had it from here. His hands moved back to my tits and I started moving up and down. I bent down and looked. I watched as first 8, then 9 and 1o inches when in and out of my pussy. I had to get it all in there. I got close and took it all the way out. I sat on my father again and pushed his dick against my pussy. I looked my father in the eye and said that his dick belonged to me now. He had better be ready to fuck me each and every day now. He was fine with that. He told me that my mom had stopped fucking him about 2 years ago and he had been cheating on her. No more I said. I promise this pussy can keep you faithful. With that I stood up and put his dick back inside me. It took me three more times up and down but I had his entire cock in me. Up to my belly and practically splitting me apart but I was taking it. As I relaxed I got more into it. Up and down on his shaft. I couldn't stop watching my own father's dick going in and out of me. Each time with more and more of my juices of his dick and starting to drip down his balls. I kept riding my father for another ten minutes. I couldn't believe how long he was lasting. But as I looked back I realized that he was in heaven. Just enjoying the view of a great 18 year old toned piece of ass jumping up and down on his dick. I turned around to face him. Quickly put his dick back inside me and pushed my tits in his face. My father liked them as his hands went down under my knees. He lifted me up and down off his manhood. He was so strong he was lifting me completely off his dick and letting me slide right down back on. He was finally getting close when my father told me to stand up and lean against the kitchen sink. He told me he wanted me tits hanging in the water as he fucked me from behind. Come to find out my father was a huge ass man. As I bent over the sink the water was now cold and my nipples were hard once again. My father entered me from behind and grabbed my cold wet tits at the same time. Unlike on the chair my father was in complete control this time and was doing his best to open my pussy so that I wouldn't again have a problem fitting him in ever again. His hands moved from my chest to my hips as I positioned mine again the back of the sink and held on tight. My father began to grunt and soon I realized I was about to cum again. As I began to shake my father pulled out and turned me around. He shoved his dick in my mouth as my hands moved to my pussy. I finished myself off as I sucked on my father. Dad pulled me up and said he was close to cumming and wanted to finish himself. I bent back over the sink and reached behind my ass from under my stomach. I found my father's dick and quickly put it back inside me. He took it out and laughed. You got yours twice baby, he said. It is time for daddy to cum. He pushed me down and again his hands were on my tits. He was in as deep as he had been so far and not letting up. Thrusting relentlessly the sweat from his face trickled down my back. As he drew closer he lifted one of my legs and behind to flick my clit. I was close again to cumming which was a nice gesture of my father. As I began to feel him go faster and faster I turned and told him that I wanted it in my mouth. I want to taste your cum daddy. Please daddy, please. Baby, he said there is no reason to beg I was expecting you to anyhow. He pounded my pussy for 2 or 3 more minutes before he pulled out. I bent down and immediately one hand went to my pussy and the other my dad's dick. He pumped his cock the same way my brother did. How cute I thought. As he worked his cock I again brought myself to orgasm. As I began to cum my father did as well. I looked up as my father told me to open wide. The first spurt hit me directly in the forehead and the next in my hair but soon after I was milking the rest into my mouth. It was just so much I started to drool and soon it was on my chin and my tits. My father collapsed on to the chair and let out a happy sigh. There was a big smile of his face but I wasn't done. I crawled over to the chair and took that huge cock back into my mouth. At first my father thought I was just cleaning up but I had every intention of making him cum one more time. I licked up and down and told my father how great I though the sex was, how big his dick way, how hard I had came, you know everything a man wants to hear I figured. Next thing I know my father was rock hard again. This time I was making it my mission for him to cum quickly. I licked the shaft up and down and even let him titty fuck me. Soon I tried to fit the entire thing in my mouth and my dad was getting close. He put his hands on the side of my head and began to thrust his dick in and out of my mouth. I took both hands and put them around his dick so that he wouldn't choke me with it. As I felt him start to tense up I moved on hand and put as much as I could in my mouth. As my father came for the second time I was hoping for a little less but it seemed there was more cum then the first time. All that cum hit the back of my throat I knew that there was a lot of backed up cum my father was planning to release on me. I didn't mind. I just kept sucking and swallowing as my father filled my belly with the same juice that had made me. His dick fell limp in my mouth. I sat back and looked up at him. Daddy, I didn't want to be selfish. I got three from you and you got two from me. You can have one more of those before Tom and mom get home. He smiled. I smiled and stood up. I am going to take that shower now dad. Too be continued..... Moving Back Home I watched the removers lift the last box into the house, they even unpacked most if and left me to so the odd bits here and there and once they had finished I shut the door. Since my parents had died 3 months ago I was now the owner of their old house, I thought about selling it when they died but as I had just split up from my long term girlfriend and needed somewhere to live it was ideal, also ideal was the fact that my company wanted to transfer to a new office 15 miles from the house and were willing to pay relocation expenses made it a no brainer. So here I am now mortgage free but partner and sex free as well. 10 minutes after getting a beer, sitting down and putting the TV on there was a knock on the door, "For Fucks sake, leave me alone," I thought as I trudged to the front door. "Tommy Spark, how are you?" said the grey haired jolly lady in front of me. It took a second and then "Mrs Harris, how lovely to see you," I said through gritted teeth. You had probably worked out by now that my name is Tommy; I am 27 years old and single, 6ft 2inches tall with an average figure, no Adonis but not a bloater either. My visitor was Mrs Barbara Harris, my 65 year old neighbour, she was 5 ft 6inches tall and in my teenage years the subject of my thoughts during many a wanking session. She held herself very properly and had long legs which when she used to wear bikinis in the back garden in the summer, I used to dream were wrapped around me, her reminded me a bit of Helen Mirren and she was a UK size 12, so had bit of meat on her but she wasn't fat either, and she had a lovely pair of 36D breasts, I checked her bra on the laundry line one day when her and her husband were out. She normally wore very sensible older lady clothing but was always dressed smartly. I softened and invited her in, "Call me Barbara, you are an adult now and actually I was going to invite you to ours as you have just moved in, we have cooked a large ham and there is too much potatoes and veg as usual," she said. At this point I felt my stomach rumble and accepted gratefully, "You know," she said, "You coming back to live here as made all the local ladies go all of a flutter, you were always the most polite and handsome boy on the street." I turned red and she linked her arm in mine as we walked to hers, inside was her husband Fred, he was always a miserable bastard and I never remembered him smiling. Also there were 2 other ladies that I remembered Mrs Jones and Mrs Brown. Mrs Brown was a slight lady and always appeared to be nervous, she was just over 5ft tall and was tiny, she was probably in her early 50's, she died her hair red and always wore long dresses that covered her from desk to ankle so I never really knew her true figure, then there was Mrs Brown, she was 5ft 5in and a stunner, late 40's with the figure of a lady a lot younger, she also had a voice that could melt Scrooge's heart and give him a woody in seconds, well it always did to me anyway. We chatted away as Barbara and misery guts laid the table, I was given lots of condolences on the loss of my parents in the car crash and invites to the 2 visiting ladies houses later in the week, I found out that Mrs Jones' name was Marjorie and she lost her husband a couple of years ago, Mrs Brown's name was Sally and was still married to Ernest. I ended up sitting next to Barbara at the dinner table and we soon started chatting and after a few drinks her hand ended up on my thigh, this brought a lump to my groin, her husband didn't notice that her hand was now lightly stroking my thigh, I smiled at her and she patted my thigh and stopped stroking, I placed my hand on her thigh and started to stroke, she went red but opened her legs slightly. After a minute she abruptly got up and said "Dessert anyone? Tommy can you give me a hand please?" I grabbed half of the plates and dishes on the table and carried them through to the kitchen, it was then I noticed her trousers were tight across her rather shapely bum and may have said a bit louder than I originally intended "Nice arse." "Pardon, I didn't quite catch you said?" she asked. I blushed and said "Nice arse." She looked shocked and said "Well thank you Tommy, Fred doesn't pay me compliments any more." "As I've had a bit to drink, I will say this; if you were my wife I would compliment you all the time and would always be trying to get into your knickers." "Tommy, you can't say things like that, now let's keep this conversation between us," she replied, she got a large trifle from the fridge and asked me to get the bowls and spoons, we walked back into the dining room and asked me how much of her trifle did I want. I got a few laughs with my reply of "Has much as you'll let me have." Sally just said "I don't think he's talking about your trifle Sandra." Fred glared at me as Sandra hit the back of my hand with the spoon she was holding. She used to do that 20 years ago if she caught me stealing her raspberries from her garden. I pleaded innocence, "I just meant your lovely looking trifle," as I smiled at her, looking at her breasts in the lacy bra you could see through her white blouse. She saw where I was looking and smiled. We finished the rest of dessert and drank a load more wine, I had the best evening for years with lots of laughter, Fred went to bed about 10 o'clock saying he had to be up early for golf and the rest of us ended up sitting on the sofas and I ended up sitting next to Barbara, at about 11 o'clock Sally and Marjorie said their goodbyes and staggered off down the road to their houses, I stood outside and made sure they both made it inside ok before going back inside to see Barbara. She had picked up all the empty wine bottles and put them in the recycling bin, she was leaning back against the kitchen worktop when I got back in, she saw me walk back in and said "Thank you for cheering up what could have been a boring evening if Fred had got his way, I think he was annoyed that you stole his girls away from him, he always liked being centre of attention but you were tonight and the evening was a lot more fun for it" "I really enjoyed it now do I get a cuddle before I go home?" I asked. She held out her arms and we wrapped her arms around each other, I felt her nipples on my chest and I'm sure they got bigger as I rubbed her back, I know my cock was. She must have felt it just before we separated as she glanced down at my jeans before looking me in the eye; I kissed her on the cheek and said "Goodnight Barbara, thank you for a lovely evening." She kissed my cheek back and held my hand as we walked to the door, "Fred is away all day tomorrow and is not back until Sunday morning, fancy keeping an old lady company?" "I would love to keep a beautiful lady company, can I come round about 5 ish, I've got a load of sorting to do before going back to work on Monday." I said. A big smile crossed her face from ear to ear and I'm sure she did a little dance and clapped her hands together before saying "See you tomorrow." I walked home and noticed as I unlocked my front door that she had waited by the front door, I blew her a kiss and she giggled, turned around and closed her door, I went straight to bed and didn't wake up until 9 the next morning. I had a shower and got dressed into a t shirt and shorts and sorted out the boxes of stuff I brought with me, I set the mini gym up in the spare bedroom, took down some of the old pictures my parents had up and replaced them with some of my own, mowed the lawn, trimmed the hedge, spring cleaned the kitchen and then it didn't seem long until I noticed the time was 4:30, I hadn't eaten since last night and grabbed a packet of crisps before diving into the shower. I knocked on Barbara's door at 5 to 5 and freshly showered and shaved, I had also put on some of my favourite Hugo Boss aftershave. I felt a bit under dressed in my polo shirt and jeans when she answered the door in a white blouse and black trousers; the blouse was made of silk and top 3 buttons were undone so it also showed a bit of cleavage, the trousers were thin cotton and seemed to be new. I whistled when I took her all in and she laughed and said "this is just something I threw on." She took my hand and led me into the lounge, we began by drinking tea and at 7 she cooked some scrambled egg on toast with salmon, it was delicious. We talked and talked and by 9 were sitting knee to knee on the sofa. "You know," she said, "these past 2 evenings with you have been fun." "I have really enjoyed them as well," I said as I held my arms out for hug. Within a second she had buried her head in my shoulder and she was almost curled up on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and she sighed contentedly. "Do you really think I've got a nice arse?" she asked after a minute. "Most definitely," I replied, "I thought you were smoking hot when I was 14 and my opinion hasn't changed now either." She lifted her head and kissed me on the corner of my mouth." You sure know how to make a lady feel good, where you did you get those lines from?" she asked. "My heart," I replied, and started to stroke her hair, she stood up and went into the kitchen, I followed her in a minute later and she was crying, "What's up Barbara?" I asked and pulled her close to me. She was sobbing into my polo shirt and then blurted out "Fred is having an affair, has been with different women over the years, I let it go because I have a comfortable life and I'm too old to start again, now I've met you and gone and got myself all worked up, I thought of you shagging me last night, I knew it could never happen because of the age difference and I wouldn't be any different to Fred then." I lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips, "I would cut of my left testicle if it meant the chance to be with you," I said, "the man is a fool; he's got steak at home and is chasing burgers." She kissed me back and said "You really are a wonderful man, now will you sleep with me tonight?" "With pleasure, if you just want to cuddle then that is fine." I said. "Give me 10 minutes and then come up to my room, Fred sleeps in another room, I won't share his bed after I found out about his affairs" she said. She kissed my hand and went upstairs. After 10 minutes I walked upstairs and entered the only bedroom that the door was open to. Barbara was sitting on the bed wearing an old cotton blue night dress. It was obviously a sleeping in one rather than a shag me one, it was calve length and done up with buttons from top to bottom. Some of the buttons were missing so there were gaps every now and then, there was a button was missing right where her boobs were and as the nightdress gaped open I could see the swell of her bosom, it also gaped just below her stomach and I could see some neatly trimmed hair. I removed my polo shirt, jeans and socks; I left my boxer shorts on, and then sat next to her on the bed and held her hand. She pulled back the duvet and we both crawled underneath, I lay on my back and she put her head on my shoulder, "Thank you for being understanding," she said as she kissed me on the lips and then wrapped her arms around me, she went to sleep after a few minutes and aided by her gentle breathing I soon went to sleep as well. I woke up at 8 the next morning having slept very well, we had moved in the night and found that I was now spooning her as she lay on her side. One hand was under her neck and was cupping a breast and the other was half inside the gap in her night dress near her mound, she woke up when I did and grasped my hand on her breast and sighed, she then realised where the other one was and just said wiggled her hips but didn't move it. I then realised that my morning woody was rising and was now buried in between her bum cheeks, she must have felt it then and pushed back, she turned her head and we kissed, not a lips closed kiss but a full on French kiss, I moved my hand that was holding her breast put it inside the nightdress and flicked her nipple, she kissed me harder. I moved from her back and she flopped onto her back, I quickly lay on top of her, and kissed her again. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled me close to her. "We can't," she suddenly said and started crying. "I know," I said, "but it doesn't stop me wanting to." We got up and she wrapped her self in a large fluffy dressing gown that had been hanging on the back of her bedroom door, I found my clothes that had been strewn about the floor and got dressed and then walked into the kitchen. I hugged her and she hugged me back, "I really want you to but we can't, I know he cheats on me but I can't." She started to cry so I hugged her close and kissed her on the cheek. We spent an hour talking before she said "Fred, will be home soon, you had better go." For the next few weeks we kept things civil and polite, we exchanged good mornings and afternoons and evenings when we saw each other but one day she fell over a neighbour's cat that ran across the garden whilst she trimming the hedge, I was just arriving home when I saw her go arse over tit and disappear from view. I ran over and she was struggling to get up. I held out my hand and she took it gratefully but couldn't put weight on her foot, "Can you help me inside please?" she asked. I put her arm over my shoulder and supported her weight whilst she hopped on the other leg into her house, her ankle had swollen up and looked painful, I lay her down on the sofa and ran into the kitchen, I found the freezer, found a pack frozen peas, placed them inside a tea towel I found on the side went back into the lounge, I removed her slip on shoes and placed the peas on the ankle and held it in place for 10 minutes, "Thank you," she said, "My hero." "No problem, next time, don't leave it so long to get my attention. Where's Fred?" I replied. "Playing golf apparently or should I say shagging some tart somewhere," she almost spat the words out. "Well in that case I had better drive you to hospital then to get this checked properly," I said. "I need to get changed first," she said, I looked at her, she was wearing an Men's blue and red check shirt that was so large it was like a dress, underneath she had a pair of cut off jeans. "You look fine to me and hospitals don't give a shit about sartorial elegance anyway." I said as I picked her up and carried her to my car, I sat her in the front passenger seat with her ankle wrapped in a cold towel and the peas underneath. "Where are your house keys so I can lock up while we are gone?" I asked. "Use the spare set in the top drawer in the kitchen," she said. I ran back locked up her house and then drove her to hospital, after all the X-Rays and the like she was sent home with a heavily bandaged ankle and large packet of pain killers and anti inflammatory tablets. When we got back I pulled up outside her house and opened the door, Fred still wasn't back so I unlocked the house got her inside, she asked me to take her to her bedroom where she asked for me help to get her cut offs off, I promised her I kept my eyes shut through out and found her some pyjama bottoms to put on. Whilst she was changing the top half I went back home and found some soup and some bread and brought it back on a tray and left it by her bed, she looked at me and it and started to cry, "I was so horrible to you since leading you on and yet you help me out, why?" she asked. "Because I'm your neighbour and I like to think a friend," I replied. She held out her hand and took mine and just said "You have done all this without thinking of what I will do in return." "I could think of a few things but for now let's just settle for you getting better." I said. She ate the soup and bread and I sat on the bed next to her when we heard Fred come home, "That useless arse of a neighbour has parked his car across our driveway," he shouted as he opened the front door. "Up here," said Barbara and he traipsed up the stairs, he nearly had a fit when he saw me sitting on Barbara's bed. He started to speak when Barbara said "Before you have a go, he's been to hospital with me when I sprained my ankle, I can't stand on it for at least a week, so you'll have to do your own food, he was the perfect gentleman and helped me more in the past 2 hours than you have done in the past 2 years, so if you haven't got anything nice to say sod off." "Oh ok, I'll go and get a Chinese for dinner then, I don't know how to use the oven or cooker, I guess I'll be living on takeaways for a while then." He said. Sandra looked so angry, "what about me? You selfish arse, Are you going to get me some food? You can eat at the golf club," "I'll ask Sally to keep you supplied with food," he said backtracking quickly and then left the room. "Barbara, pardon my French but what are you doing being with that stupid twat?" I asked. "He cheats on you and blames you for his dinner not being ready when you have had a accident, you need to dump him for a younger model that will appreciate all your finer points," I then held her hand and lifted it to my face and kissed it. She smiled and sighed and said "Because he is and was a good provider." "You need loving," I said and held her hand. She fell asleep while I held her hand, I left her there and walked to Sally's and explained what happened. Fred hadn't been in touch but she said she would make sure she was taken care of. I crashed in my bed at nearly midnight by the time everything was done, I went to see her the next day and the community nurse had come round and given her a crutch to use and she was at least now mobile enough to get herself a drink and go to the toilet. She thanked me profusely for my help and offered to have me round for drinks when she was more mobile. I accepted with glee and said I would pop in everyday in case she needed me to get anything, I also left my mobile number in case she thought of something during the day and I could get it on the way home, just over a week later she was mobile without the crutch and so we arranged to meet up the next Friday evening when Fred was playing golf away in the next county and would stay over as they would be having a few drinks afterwards. I arrived on time on Friday with a bottle of wine in my hand and huge smile when she opened the door, she was wearing a tight blue skirt that was knee length and showed off her arse to perfection, she also had on a pink silk loose wrap around blouse that showed a lot of cleavage, "How do I look?" she asked. "Do you want the polite or true answer?" I replied. "Polite first," she said. "Stunning," I said. "What about the true one?" she gently probed. "About as hot as it gets, incredibly sexy, sod it, deeply fuckable, it will be hard to keep your honour intact if you keep looking as good as this." I said. She gasped when I said the f word, showed me inside, where she had setup drinks and some snacks on the lounge table. We sat next to each other on the sofa starting a respectful distance apart. Every time she leant forward to pickup a cheese stick or some other piece of food her blouse would gape open at the front, offering me a view down the front of her blouse, then when she put the cheese stick in her mouth and sucked the end of it I thought I was going to blow my wad in my trousers. As we drank more we sat closer and closer until our legs were touching, I chanced my arm and put my hand on her knee which kissed her cheek, "Thank you for a lovely evening with beautiful sexy lady," I said. She looked at me and said "Will you come to bed with me later and hold me again please, but right now can we dance?" I stood up and took her hand, she put an easy listening CD in to her CD player and we started to dance, it started off with me holding her hand with one hand and the small of her back with the other, her other hand rested on my arm, but as the dance carried on her we got closer and closer until she had her arms around my neck and mine were around her waist and slowly moved down cupping her bum, as I pulled her closer to me, she kissed my cheek, I returned the kiss this time on the corner of her mouth, she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer for a full on French kiss, our tongues danced together and our hands started to roam over each others bodies. Moving Back Home I cupped her breast and started to open her blouse, the blouse fell open and she was wearing a white lacy bra, she took my hand and led me upstairs and straight into her bedroom, we continued kissing and she pulled my polo shirt over my head as I undid her bra and pulled that and her blouse off her shoulders, I took her hand and placed on my rapidly expanding cock, she looked shocked and then said "I am really sorry, but I can't have sex with you tonight." I held her close and took her hand and said "I'll wait outside whilst you get changed into your night dress, and if you want will spend the night hugging you?" She touched my face and kissed my cheek and said "You are such a good man." I waited outside the bedroom door until I heard "Ready," and walked back in, she was wearing the same night dress as last time, I removed my trousers and socks, we got into bed and put the TV she had in the room on, and talked and cuddled until she fell asleep on my shoulder. I turned the TV off with the remote and soon joined her asleep. I woke up at 7:30 to find myself spooned against her again, one hand was cupping the her breast and the other was on her stomach. She felt me stir and started to wake herself, I kissed her and let go and ran to the toilet for the morning wee, I returned and climbed into bed and cuddled her again, she got up and ran to the toilet, when she got back into bed, she faced me and just said "Take me," and then rolled me on top of her and kissed me very hard and passionately whilst holding me close to her. I managed to remove myself from her grasp and I grabbed the night dress each side where it gaped near her breasts and yanked it apart, buttons flew everywhere as It undid all they way I pulled it open as she grabbed me again and pulled me down to kiss her, we kissed like this naked from the chest up for a minute and then she started to rub my chest, just 2 words had been spoken since we woke up. I moved down her body, kissing her neck and then her shoulders and then her breasts, they sagged a little but were still wonderful to see as I sucked one nipple then the other into her mouth, she couldn't form words as a series of noises come from her mouth, after a couple of minutes of that I moved down and kissed her stomach and then her mound, she had opened her legs and I was now fully between them. I kissed her lower lips and she gasped and her hands held onto my head and directed my face to her clit where I kissed and licked it, she started to tremble and then made a "nnngggghhhhh" noise as she came, I put a finger inside her hole and felt a lot of liquid. She let go of my head as I started to lick into her hole, I drove my tongue deep inside her hole whilst using my fingers on her clit. She came again this time shaking silently and pulling me my head back up to her face, this brought my cock level with her groin, I pulled my boxers down and kicked them off and lined my cock up with her hole, I slowly pushed forward and the tip of my cock parted her lips and started to enter her. I watched her face as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she felt my 8 inch intruder penetrate her inner being. After the head passed into her I pulled out slightly and then went back in, she grabbed my arse cheeks and pushed me straight in as far as I could go. She just screamed "Yes," as I hit bottom, I started to move in and out of her and she soon joined in, I hadn't had sex for at least 6 months and being inside this tight pussy soon put my on the edge, I'm ashamed to say it was probably less that 2 minutes before I erupted inside her. She didn't come but held me close as she felt my seed paint her insides, but I didn't go soft, after coming I just kept slowly moving my cock in and out of her, soon we were humping at each other like there was no tomorrow, she came once a d then again when I pumped my second load of seed into her 15 minutes later. As we held each other we both looked at each other and said "Good morning," and shared a deep kiss, "Can we wake up like that again?" she asked. "Any time you like, what's changed?" I replied as my now limp cock slipped from her pussy. "I decided when I was awake in the night to live for myself, you were so kind and didn't force me to do anything, you loved me and held me and didn't push it despite being frustrated," she said as she got a tissue box from the bedside cabinet and held it to her opening to stop most of my load going onto the bed, though most of it was caught by her night dress, she then ran to the toilet with her arms still in the night dress and it flapped like superman's cape. She reappeared 5 minutes later with the night dress wrapped up in her hands and threw it into the bin near her bed. "Keep it," I said "for when we relive this moment," "I was hoping you weren't going to say this was a one off, I'm going to get a new one with Velcro and then you can rip it off me and we can reuse it," she said laughing. "Seriously though, are you sure this is what you want?" "I have wanted to make love to you since I knew what the 2nd use of my knob was, to me you are my walking wet dream and that has not changed in the 10 years since I left to go to university and work." I said. "I know we cannot have a proper relationship but we can have fun, I don't mean just sex either, "I continued. "I mean curling up watching shit TV, talking about nothing in particular but finding it really funny, that sort of thing," She started to well up and tear formed in the corner of her eye, "You really know how to make a woman go all warm and fuzzy inside," she said as she pushed me back on the bed and straddled me. She grabbed my now erect cock and lined it up with her hole and sat down, I gasped this time as I sunk into her, I sat up so I could hold her against me as she ground herself against me, "That was exactly what I wanted to hear, now make me come again," she said. 20 minutes later we were in the shower washing each other off, we sponged each other down and played with each other, but got ready quickly as we were not sure what time Fred was getting home. We sat in the kitchen drinking tea when Fred walked in 30 minutes later, "what's he doing here?" he asked. "Keeping me company whilst you have been at the golf club," she spat back. "I don't like you being in the house alone with another man," he said. "Well we don't all think like you," I said, "she is good company, she should treat her better," I continued. He went bright red and walked upstairs and we heard a door slam, "You had better go, I'll talk to him," she said and kissed me on the cheek. I went home and did some laundry and got read for work next day, 2 hours later my mobile rang and it was from a number I didn't recognise, "This is Tommy," I answered. "Hi, it's Barbara, I thought of your mobile number and I never let you know my number, now you have it. , didn't think of that this morning, had other things on my mind at the time," she giggled. "Has anyone ever told you have such a sexy telephone voice," I said. More giggling followed by "He's away Tuesday afternoon to Thursday afternoon, so we can have 2 nights together, is that ok?" "Of course it bloody is," I said, "See you Tuesday about 6," "I'll put a key though your door, let yourself in round the back," she said. "See you then, gorgeous," I signed off. Kissing noises came back and then she said "Got to go," and hung up. Monday was a manic day, getting to know the new office and people; I got home at about 7. The next day was better as everything calmed down and I was home at 5:30, enough time for a shit, shave and shower before going to see Barbara, I then noticed Fred's car was still there, I checked my phone and saw a text from Barbara, "Fred is still here, he is not well, speak soon xx" I was gutted when there was a knock at the door, it was Barbara, she was wearing a blue blouse with black cardigan and a grey pencil skirt, I shut the door and she held my hand and then gave me a hug. "He's asleep, he's got a cold; I've given him a night nurse so I'm hoping he'll sleep for a bit." I kissed her gently on the lips and she returned it with gusto, "I had better go in case he wakes up," she said breathlessly when she pulled her lips from mine. "Screw him, let him sort himself out, it's only a cold he doesn't need a nurse." I said. "I'd much rather fuck you, but that will have to wait, I'm hoping that he will be well enough to go tomorrow, then I'm all yours," she said using the f word for the first time that I could ever remember. . I pulled her close and kissed her again, she wrapped her arms around my neck as she returned the kiss and then pulled away. "I really had better go, I'll call you tomorrow," she said as she left, blowing me a kiss before leaving. I got changed into my tracksuit bottoms and an old England rugby shirt and sat in the lounge after grabbing a cold beer from the fridge. I started to watch the local news on TV and flicked through the TV channels until an old episode of Top Gear came on. Just then the doorbell rang and it was Fred, he was all smiles as he said "I'm really sorry, we seem to have got off on the wrong foot, I do remember you from when you were younger and you did have a crush on Babs when you were younger, do you want to come over and have a drink with us?" "Errr yeah why not?" I said, "Let me get changed into something more presentable." "Don't bother," he said, "We've got a leaky pipe and I need some help." "OK, I'll bring some tools," I said and the real reason for him knocking on my door suddenly becoming clear. I grabbed my tool box and followed him over to their house; Barbara welcomed me with a chaste kiss on the cheek when we entered the front door. She had taken her cardigan off and could now see that the blouse was nearly see through, she said "Fred, is not very good with his hands, I know you probably are," as she smiled at the double meaning. Fred said "It's in the kitchen, I don't feel very well, so can I leave you to it," "Err ok," I said, as Fred walked back into the lounge and lay on the sofa. "Fucking Hell Barbara, he's a lazy bastard isn't he," I whispered to her. "You'll get your reward sooner than you might think," she said, "I loosened the pipe to the washing machine earlier and then suggested to him that you would be able to fix it, he hasn't got a clue about anything like this, so wouldn't even begin to look." She sat on the floor next to me whilst I reached in the cupboard and quickly tightened up the loose pipe, she checked the door and then leaned in and kissed me, I kissed her back and stroked her cheek, she sighed and then said, "We had better sit in with him for while." She got us both a drink and we made our way into the lounge and where we found him laying down watching TV. She patted the seat next to her on the other sofa and said "Sit next to me Tommy." We made idle conversation with each other and Fred ignored us, after an hour he got up. "I feel better Babs, I'll probably go to golf tomorrow and will be away all night. I'm going to go to bed now though and get a good night's sleep, "he said. "Ok dear, I'll find a way of amusing myself," she said and smiled sweetly. As soon as he went upstairs hiked her skirt up to her waist and straddled me on the sofa, "I'm so horny, let's have a quickie now," she said and then kissed me hard. "Are you crazy, he's upstairs." I said. "Probably, but you have relit my fire, now let's just screw, you can make love to me tomorrow night." With that she pulled my tracksuit bottoms and boxers down and took me inside her, she had already removed her knickers and was wet, she really was horny, she closed her eyes and bit her lip as she sank down onto my knob. "That's what I want," she said as she felt me fill her up. I undid the buttons on her blouse and teased her nipple through the thin bra she had on, she kissed me harder as much to stop her screaming out as show as her approval of my actions. I grabbed her hips and started to lift her up and down. "I'm going to come now," she said. "Come with me." "Not ready yet," I replied, and held her as she shook through an orgasm, I picked her up and lay her on the rug whilst still attached and started to pound into her from on top, and she bit into my shirt as she felt my cock hammer in and out of her pussy. "I'm coming again" she said between pants and then bit into my shirt again as she felt another orgasm rise within her, this time I was ready and as she started to shake again I emptied my seed deep within her. We lay still for a couple of minutes and then heard Fred moving about upstairs, we quickly made ourselves presentable but pulling clothes up or down depending on where they needed to be, she then noticed that my come was running down her leg, she quickly wiped it up with a tissue from a box on the mantle piece. We were sitting on the sofa when we heard Fred go to the toilet and then come downstairs for a drink. "You still here?" he grumbled. "Yes," I replied, "I've just dealt with another problem Barbara had." She had to bite her lip to suppress a laugh. He then went back to bed and as soon as we heard him close his bedroom door we hugged again and started kissing again, "You had better go or he'll get suspicious," she said. "See you tomorrow, what time will you come round?" "How about you come to mine? I'll be ready at about 7, I would like your advice on some redecorating I'm planning to do as well as pleasing the sexual monster I have awakened." I said. She clapped her hands and said "I'd really like that," and kissed me on the lips again. I spent the whole of the next day at work with my mind on Barbara; I wanted to please her sexually but was afraid that having an affair with a next door neighbour nearly old enough to be your grandmother was like shitting on your own doorstep with diarrhoea. I decided I was single and Barbara was happy with it so why not, I laid out some food and wine when I got home and got changed into a t shirt and jeans when she knocked on my door, I let her in and kissed her as soon as the door was shut. It was like being a teenager all over again; we snogged each other with vigour. She was dressed like she had just come from the WI which I later found out she had. She was wearing a long dark blue dress which came to just below her knee; it was very formal but to me looked as sexy as hell. "Hi," I said when we parted. "Hi to you," she said. "I'm hungry do you mind if we eat before doing anything else?" "No problem," I said and took the bag from her hand, she had stopped and got fish and chips on the way home, "You really are wonderful, smelling this makes me realise I haven't eaten since late morning." "I need you to build up your energy, you've unleashed a monster now," she said. We ate the fish and chips out of the paper on our laps using trays, as we waited for it to go down, I showed her the colours and wallpaper I had chosen for the house, she approved but suggested some slight shade changes for different areas, I decided that she had a really good eye for that sort of thing. We sat on the sofa talking, hugging and kissing like 2 people on a date, I stopped talking and started at her face, yes there were lines and her neck had some extra creases in it but she still looked divine to me, "What's wrong?" she asked, "Have you just realised that I am old lady?" "Sorry no, I've just realised I might have fallen in love with you." I replied. "To me you were and still are the walking wet dream, in my teens I always dreamt of you whilst I was holding my cock, and now to share a bed with you is beyond my wildest dreams, and it's now it's not just seeing you as a sex object, I love the time we spend together, I love talking to you, holding your hand, just being near you, smelling your fragrance, the whole thing. I'm sorry if this too much but this is how I feel." She looked at me and got up and started to walk out of the living room, she turned round and looked at me and said "Well, are you coming?" I followed her into the hall as she picked up her bag and left the house, I followed her to her place where she held the door open for me and then shut the door, "Wait here," she said, she then went upstairs and I heard her moving about for a few minutes and then she came down with a suitcase, "This will be the stuff that I will leave at yours, when Fred is away we can spend time here, when he is at home I will basically spend the nights around yours, I will still do his washing, cleaning and shopping but I will tell him that I don't want to be with him anymore but I can't divorce him not at my age, now please take my suitcase to yours and let's see how comfortable your bed is." I took the suitcase and put it in my bedroom, "There is plenty of space in the wardrobe to hang your things," I said. "Let's worry about that later," she said as she walked over to me and kissed me, I felt behind her and located the zip for her dress and pulled it down to her waist and pulled it from her shoulders, it pooled at our feet. She was wearing but a smile as the dress fell to the floor, "I took my underwear off whilst packing my case, now love me," she said. We fell onto my bed and she removed my clothes quickly and as I kissed her I reached between her thighs and found she was soaking wet, she just breathed in my ear "Taste me," and pushed me onto my back, she straddled my face and lowered herself onto my mouth. I nearly suffocated as she ground herself to an orgasm on my face. She held onto the headboard and used me for her own pleasure. When she came she just screamed "Yes, Yes, Yes." She then pushed her herself down my body, raised her hips grabbed my cock and dropped herself down on it. "I love you Tommy Spark," she said for the first time as she began grinding herself on me, she grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts and started to maul them, "Now, I think we need some more practice at this to make sure we are definitely compatible, do you?" as she started to pant. For an older lady she had some stamina as she ground herself through 2 orgasms over 15 minutes. "I'm going to come," I said. "Do it, I want to feel it inside me," she cried and pushed down as hard as she could as she felt my hot juice spurt inside her. She collapsed on top of me and held herself on hands and so her face was above mine, "that was bloody wonderful," she said, "I think I had one big orgasm for the past 10 minutes, you sure know how to please a lady." I hugged her close to me until she said "My hips are locked, I'll have to move," and kissed me as she raised her hips and my now limp cock plopped from her hole. She went into the bathroom and reappeared a few minutes later. She crawled into bed and pulled the covers over us, she lay next to me and put her head on my shoulder, I stroked her back with that hand and her hair with my other one, she rested one hand on my chest. "We need to talk Tommy, this is serious, we need to set some ground rules," she said. "I have already thought of this," I said, "Here is what I propose, I don't want to embarrass you so will not mention us to anyone else, if it was down to me I'd announce it to the world but you have a standing the community and with the WI etc so I will keep it quiet, secondly I will not see anyone else, to all intents and purposes I am your boyfriend, also I expect the same courtesy from you, if you meet someone else, tell me and end it, one of us might get hurt but it is best to be honest, and lastly I will be with you when you tell Fred. I know you may still have to attend social events with him and I promise not get jealous as long as you come back to my bed at the end of the evening." Moving Back Home She looked at me with tears in her eyes and just said "for such a young man you are very wise," and cuddled herself tight against me. "I will tell him tomorrow, I'll tell him alone, I will also tell him that if he publicises it I will make public some unsavoury things that he would like kept hidden, and I also suggest we visit each other only using the back entrances, as we are not overlooked no one will see. Sorry we have to keep it secret but it is the only way to avoid a scandal." I hugged her close and she said that she was emotionally and physically tired so could we just go to sleep. I joined her quickly in a deep contented sleep. I woke up when the alarm went off as I had to go to work; she was already up and making breakfast, she heard me get up and shouted up, have a shower and then come and get your breakfast, I had my army shower as my dad used to call them, in and out in 3 minutes fully washed, quickly got dressed into my work suit, shirt and tie and went downstairs, Barbara was wearing a dressing gown, it was a thin and silky with large flowers printed on it, I could tell she was naked underneath it by the way her bum wobbled as she moved around the kitchen. "In future I'm going to set the alarm for an hour earlier so we will have time to make love before I have to go to work," I whispered in her ear as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She leant her head back into my shoulder and signed and said "we'll remember for next time," and turned around in my arms. "I've just sent him a text message telling him we need to talk when he gets home, I'll ring you later and let you know how I get on, now eat your breakfast and get to work, no man of mine is going to be a good for nothing layabout." I quickly ate my breakfast and she said "I love you Tommy, now go before I make you late for work." I sat at work all day wondering how she was getting on, just before 3pm I got a phone call from Sandra, she was in tears and sobbing down the phone, I managed to find out that she was hiding at my house, and Fred was looking for her. I explained to my boss that I had a family emergency and left and was at home inside 30 minutes. I ran into the house and found her curled up in the lounge sobbing with her head buried between her knees, she heard me come in and looked up; her lip was starting swell and was bright red. I ran into the kitchen and found some ice cubes in the freezer, put them in a plastic bag which I wrapped in a towel. I walked back in and placed it on her lip and held her close just as the doorbell rang, I looked out of the window and saw it was Fred, I opened the front door and he had a look of anger that could only be described as evil, "Where is my wife, she is coming home with me now," and started to walk in, Fred is a big man but had mainly turned to fat, she barged past me and saw her in the lounge, he grabbed her hair, now I'm not a violent person but that did it for me, "Fuck off Fred, or are you going to hit me as well?" I asked. He let go of Barbara and swung at me, I dodged it and grabbed his arm, "My turn," I said and then Barbara shouted "No." Fred looked at her and said "You are my woman," "I am no one's woman, I am not like a car, I am not your property, you hit me because your ego is bruised, now my turn, you are a mean spirited lying cheating bastard, if you hit me again I will let the tax office know about your 2nd bank account." His face went white, "As I told you earlier, I am going to be with Tommy but will stay married to you, if you won't like it or tell anyone I will ruin you, you non excuse for a man," He looked crestfallen and said "You will give up me for this boy." "This boy as you said, makes me happy, he worships me and I'm sure will be very good in bed, now get out before I call the police and the revenue," she said. "You would sleep with a woman older than your dead mother?" he sniggered. I resisted the urge to hit him so hard he wouldn't be able to eat for days "Yes, she is gorgeous and I'm sure all your golf club buddies would love to know what a wife beating cheating arsehole you are as well, now fuck off before I do something to you that will take more than bag of ice cubes to fix," I said. I didn't let on that we had already slept together as she obviously hadn't told him. "I need my laundry done twice a week, and there is a reception for the new mayor next week, will you come with me please?" he asked Barbara in defeat. "Yes, now as Tommy says fuck off Fred." she replied. He left and I closed the door behind him, she ran to my arms as soon as I walked back into the lounge, "thank you so much," she said. "I thought he was going to kill me, I just told him I was leaving him and he went nuts, I thought it best not to let on that we were already lovers," she said. "Well I think boyfriend and girlfriend is a better term." I replied. "You are so sweet, but my lip is sore so can't kiss you properly," she said. We hugged on the sofa for a bit and she fell asleep, I think all her nervous energy exhausted her and it was at this point I really noticed what she wearing, it was a plain white blouse with the top 3 buttons undone, as she lay there it gaped open and I could see her breasts wrapped in a thin lacy bra, on her legs she had a pair of tight black trousers that showed her arse and thighs off to perfection, I thought to myself "stop it, she needs help and support not a leering idiot." I stroked her hair and held her until she woke up an hour later, "Hi sexy," I said and kissed the other side of her mouth from her swollen lip. She stretched out which pulled her blouse tight across her chest and did nothing to dampen my desire for this goddess. She saw me looking and said "I'm really sorry, but my face hurts and I really don't feel I could give it my all, do you mind just hugging me tonight?" "Barbara I just want to see you happy, so hugging you is no chore." I replied. We spent the evening watching TV, I made some soup and we went to bed and cuddled, we both slept very well as I think the emotional events of the previous day tired us out, We got up had breakfast and had a shower together before I went to work, she seemed to like it when I washed her hair and generally bathed her. Her lip had really swollen over night so she went to see the doctor who prescribed some anti inflammatory drugs; her lip went down to normal size after a couple of days. We just spent the nights together hugging and gently kissing until she said one evening after dinner when we at her house "My lips aren't sore anymore," and leant in and we had a really passionate kiss, we were duelling tongues and starting to grope each other, I had on t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms and she was stroking my cock through the thin material. She had a on a velvet lounge suit that she did her housework in, it was a magenta colour and had a zip up hooded top and an elastic waist bottoms, I started to slowly unzip the top and she grabbed my hand and yanked the zip down and off, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, I leant over and sucked a nipple into my mouth, she pulled my head and in place as I stuck a hand, "Screw me now," she said, "Make love to me later, I've been deprived and want to feel your cock explode in me." I lay her down on the sofa and sat on my knees her feet, and pulled the bottoms of her, she was wearing a pair of silky white panties, which she started to pull down, I grabbed them as they passed her knees and pulled them off, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and I stood up and then pulled my tracksuit bottoms and boxers off and then climbed on top of Barbara and started to kiss her on the lips, she reached between my legs and grabbed my cock and pulled it to her opening, I could feel the moisture coming from her as she lined my cock up with her cunt and just said "Do it now," I grabbed her legs put them over my shoulder and pushed in, "God, I've missed this," as I started to pound away she said "Don't be gentle, screw me hard," so I did, "I need you to come in me," she said as I pummelled her pussy, "Coming," she said as she went stiff and cried "nnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh." I then came with a flood in her pussy which seemed to increase the length and magnitude of her orgasm. Once she relaxed and then started to kiss me passionately, "I missed that, now take me to bed and gently make love to me," Barbara requested. We got off the sofa and picked up our clothes and walked hand in hand to her bed room, where we kissed and cuddled for half an hour before slowly and gently made love before going to sleep. Barbara and I woke early and she went downstairs wearing only a dressing gown, I then heard "who the hell or you and what are you doing in my house?" I grabbed my tracksuit bottoms quickly put them on and run downstairs where Barbara was looking at a young man who looked very scared. "I'm sorry, I came back here with Fred last night and didn't realise anyone else was here, I didn't know he was married," he said. Fred then appeared and said "I see everyone has met, this is my new friend Giles, and we couldn't stay at his last night as his flat is flooded so we came back here." Barbara looked at me and I just laughed, "So Fred has a boyfriend," I said and Barbara just said "We'll talk later Fred," and got me and her a drink of water and took me by the hand to her bedroom. "I'm scared," she said when we sat on the bed, "what if he has been having a load of gay affairs and has caught something? He might have given it to me in the past." "Well as long as he's been careful you will be fine, if you still have the joint bank account, use it to go private and get yourself checked out if you are worried." I replied. "I'm sure there is nothing wrong, I haven't slept with him for 15 years and there has been no-one else until you came back into my life, thank you" she said and kissed me on the lips, this started a bout of passionate kissing which ended with her being rogered doggy style on her bed. I went to work with a big smile on my face when my boss asked me a favour, "I need you and Ashley to represent the company at the mayor's reception this evening, no is not an acceptable answer." "Looks like my date with the TV and a beer is cancelled then," I said. "Good answer, you and Ashley had better go and get your dinner suits ordered," he said. I texted Barbara who was at a cookery group meeting and she replied 30 minutes later, "Good I can spend some of the evening with you then, I'll have to remember not to shag you between courses, xxx" was the reply. "Might liven up the evening," was my reply. I asked me boss if I could leave early to go shopping for a dinner suit and he said "Go for it, you must look dapper tonight, oh and put the hire cost on expenses." Barbara rang 10 minutes later and I told her that I was going shopping for a dinner suit and leaving at 2, she wanted to buy a new dress that she would be proud to wear for me so we arranged to meet outside the big department store at the new out of town shopping centre at 2:30. I was a couple of minutes early and she was already there, she was wearing a long black skirt and a white ladies polo shirt, she kissed me on the cheek and looped her arm in mine. "I've already bought a dress and you can see this evening, I hope you like it," she said. "You would make a bin bag look sexy," I said. She giggled and said "I want to snog your face off, but it's too public here." As we walked into the department store I saw a quiet area behind the book department and directed her towards it, she looked confused and then we disappeared behind a tall book cabinet, as soon as were behind it she stopped us, grabbed my face and planted her lips on mine, we were soon snogging like teenagers, after a couple of minutes I said "Will that do until we get home?" "No, but it will have to, I want you at least once before we have to go out tonight, so let's get this suit sorted out," she said. We found the hire department and after 20 minutes we walked out with a dinner suit, I bought it as it was in the sale and was actually cheaper than renting. I bought a dress shirt and bow tie as well and thought I could just polish my shoes, but Barbara had other ideas and bought me a new pair of patent leather slip on shoes, "Fred has been buying presents for his boy or girl friends for years so I can buy you something," she said as we walked out of the shop, by this point we were holding hands. "What if someone sees us?" I asked. "I'll tell them you are my toy boy" she said with a smile on her face and gripping my hand harder. "Did you speak to Fred?" I asked cautiously. "Yes," she said the smile vanishing from her face, "Apparently I was stupid for not noticing that he enjoyed the company of men years ago, I pointed out the fact that I still knew where his skeletons are buried and to be nice to me. He told me that he had a few affairs with men over the years and as he had sex with them he had himself checked out and he was clean, though what difference having sex with men or women mattered, he could have got anything from any of them. He confessed to having affairs with over 50 people since we have been married." "Nothing to worry about then," I said and she shook her head. We walked to the car park where we found out respective cars and drove back to my house; she was at the house first and had hung her dress up still in its cover on the bedroom door. She was making us a cup of tea each and decided that we needed a shower before going out that evening. We drank our tea and got into the shower, I soaped her over her body and cleaned her hair, she did the me, as the water rinsed us off I pushed against the shower wall and knelt down in front of her and parted her legs and started to lick her out, "I've always wanted to do it in a shower," she gasped as she felt my tongue pierce her lower lips and enter her hole, she run her fingers through my hair as I licked her to an orgasm, when she stopped shaking she turned round and rested her hands on the wall and I entered her from behind, she bit her lip as I started to slowly move my cock in and out of her. Barbara pushed back and met my thrusts with her own, "We need to get clean to get dirty," she said and then started to shake when I reached round and started to diddle her clit whilst fucking her. "Come with me please," she said as she felt the orgasm wash over her and I joined her coming into her pussy. She cleaned herself up down below and I cleaned the shower, she nee to get her makeup and hair done which would take longer than it would take me to get ready. She was sitting in the lounge wearing just a towel and a smile when she saw me walk in with a glass off wine for her. "Something to relax you before this evening," I said and then asked "How are we playing this evening?" "Fred has arranged for a taxi to pick us up at 7, he can sit in the front; you and I can sit in the back together. Unfortunately when we are there we will not be able to touch other affectionately, it will raise too many questions, I will stand next to Fred and behave like the good wife even though I will be thinking of you bending me over the canapés and giving me a good seeing to." she sighed. "Now go and get ready as I'm nearly ready to put the dress on and surprise you when I come down stairs." I smiled and kissed her on the lips which prompted a if only type sigh from her, and then I run upstairs and did my hair and put my dinner suit and accessories on, "Very smart," she said as I came down stairs, "I'll be back in a minute," she said and I patted her on the bum as she walked by and blew me a kiss as she walked out of the lounge door. 10 minutes later my jaw hit the floor when she walked back into the lounge. "Well?" she asked. She was wearing a turquoise floor length gown that had a slit up the knee on the left hand side, the gown was strap less and seemed to be held up by her breasts, she had on a pair of dark green 3 inch stilettos and a black wrap around her shoulders, "Not too much?" she asked. "How am I supposed to not touch you tonight?" I whined like a little boy. "It's taking all will power to not just take you here and now." Barbara walked over to where I was sitting and took my hand; I stood up and Barbara just said "You can screw me all you want when we get home, don't drink too much as I want you in me 10 minutes after we get back here" "Will I be in trouble if I said I'd booked a room with a king sized bed at the hotel where the reception is taking place this evening? And that I have booked tomorrow off work so we don't have to rush to get up." I asked. "Only because I haven't got time to pack properly," she said as she kicked her shoes off and ran upstairs to pack an overnight bag. "My bag is on the side, put your stuff in there," I shouted after her. 10 minutes later she shouted down that the bag was ready so I went and collected it and she said "I've packed what I think I need for the morning, though give me more warning next time so I can pack properly," and she kissed me warmly on the mouth and then said "It's a lovely idea." Just then we heard a car horn outside and I looked out of the window to see a mini cab waiting, we went outside and put the bag in the boot, Fred come out and said "You won't be coming back with me then." "No," said Barbara "Tommy has thoughtfully booked us a room, so we are going to get out of the event as soon as we can get so I can get a good seeing to from this young, fit and virile man, everything you are not." Fred muttered something and started to get into the back seat of the taxi, until Barbara glared at him and pointed to the front as we got into the back of the car. We held hands until we pulled up outside the hotel when she walked into the conference room next to Fred but ignoring the outstretched arm that he was proffering. I ran around to reception and booked into the room and took the bag up, the room was spacious and the bed was enormous, it was nearly as wide as I am tall so I guessed it was a super king. 5 minutes later I met Ashley and we walked around the room, we introduced ourselves to all the right people and promoted our company's recruitment drive to some important people, now Ashley is as gay as it gets, he fits all the stereotypes and is a very good laugh and brilliant with people, he is a good looking lad of about 25 but couldn't take his drink. After about an hour he started to slur his words so I took him outside the hall and got him a coffee, he seemed to sober up after a while and declared himself fit for the fray. When saw Fred coming back from the toilet when Ashley saw him and shouted "Freddie darling, haven't seen you in a while, have you forgotten your promise what you would do to me?" Fred looked around and realised that we were the only ones around, "so how do you know each other?" as he looked at me suspiciously. "We work together sweetie, though if he came over to my side of the fence I wouldn't complain," said Ashley. "Well I'm free later, my wife is away this evening," said Fred looking daggers at me. "It's a date," said Ashley, then turning around to me said "Come on handsome, let's promote our company some more," I saw Barbara standing and taking with a group of ladies who all looked mutton dressed as lamb, whereas Barbara was elegant, some of them were just dressed inappropriately for their age. I walked over and said "Hello Barbara, how's it going?" She smiled broadly at me and said "Ladies, this is my next door neighbour Tommy, isn't he cute?" and then looped her arm through mine as we stood there, we had our backs to the wall and she used her other hand to gently stroke my bum, this caused my cock to instantly get hard and I made a strange noise and one of the other ladies just said "Are you ok?" Moving Back Home Ch. 02 I followed Mom out to the kitchen. She was sitting at the table, still naked, with her legs crossed. I could see sweat glistening off of her breasts, nipples still hard. They weren't huge, but at a B-cup, they fit her slim figure well. I had to walk past her to get to the other chair, and as I did she slapped my butt. It stung a bit. She had slapped it hard, but I never minded a little spanking during foreplay or sex. She just smiled and told me to have a seat. "I think we need to discuss some things Jason, before we go any further," Mom said, eyeing my body through the glass topped table. I looked down and could just barely see her bush above her crossed thighs. "I'm guessing since you came out here without getting dressed that you would like to continue doing things like this. I know I would." She giggled a little as she said the last part. All I could think about was what her pussy would feel like around my cock. "Well Jason, do you want to continue taking care of each other's needs?" "Yes" was all I could think to say. "All right. The first thing is that I've come to find being nude around the house comfortable, I prefer it. I would like if you were as well, otherwise it would feel a little strange. Or at least wear just your underwear. Is that ok with you hun?" "Yes Mom. I'm not sure if I'll be naked, but I won't wear more than my briefs around the house. I'm more comfortable in just my underwear anyway." "What about those thongs I saw in your room?" She asked me. I actually blushed at her mentioning them. Strange since she had just had my cock in her mouth, but it still embarrassed me a little to find out that she knew I wore something like that. I had started wearing them after Janet bought me some one day, said she wanted to see me in them. They are men's thongs, not panties. Plain cotton, but comfortable. I wear them about half the time. "Those too," I said to her, trying not to blush more. Mom smirked at me and said, "good." "Can I ask why you don't have any body hair Jason?" she asked me. "Janet asked me to shave it a long time ago, and I tried it, since she shaved everywhere." I was getting more relaxed about having a conversation like this, and starting to get hard again. "About a year and a half ago, we switched to waxing." "Ouch, that must hurt," Mom said, grimacing at the thought of it. "It did at first, but even that was better than having to shave every other day. I mean I only have to get waxed once a month or so. It still stings when its done, but I prefer that to the itching and raw skin from shaving." "I know what you mean. I hate shaving my legs." Mom smiled as she said, "I have to say I did like the smooth feeling of yours, but if you want to let it grow back then that's up to you." She paused for a minute, then asked, "So, you go to a salon to have it done?" I blushed a bit, and got harder thinking about the answer. "At first, but for a while now we had been doing each other with home waxing kits. It really doesn't hurt as bad after you've been doing it for a while, the hair doesn't grow back as thick. I guess I'll have to find a salon to do it again." "Maybe" was all Mom said, smirking again. "It was sexual wasn't it, the waxing each other? It became a kind of foreplay didn't it?" I noticed that mom was playing with her nipple a little, almost absentmindedly. I was very hard. "It did," I admitted. "The feeling seemed to turn her on, she got very wet. Getting waxed in itself didn't get me excited, but she would caress me a lot before she yanked it off. That did turn me on, the way she teased me while doing it. And I enjoyed doing her, knowing how hot it got her, she would cum very quickly after." "I bet you did. I might have to look into getting my legs waxed instead of shaving." She caressed her thigh as she said this. "Might even let you do it for me. I won't trim or shave my bush though, other than the edges to keep it even, so don't ask." "I won't, to be honest I prefer the look of a woman with hair around her pussy," I told her. It suddenly hit me that I was discussing details of my sexual preferences and experiences with my mother. But, instead of being freaked out by this revelation, I was excited by it. I felt that I could talk honestly with her about anything, didn't have to worry that she might think me strange if I brought up anything kinky or unusual. I looked and she had the fingers of her left hand were playing with the bit of her bush that showed above her crossed legs. "Yours is wet again isn't it Mom?, I asked her. "Yes it is hun," she told me as she uncrossed her legs and pushed a finger into her slit, "but nothing more happens till we finish talking." She pulled her finger out and, staring into my eyes, sucked her juices off of it. "Now, I do date some, and I don't plan to stop just because we are taking care of each other Jason. I expect that you will be dating too, and I wouldn't think of asking you stop. If I feel like having sex with one of my dates I will. If you are going to get jealous about such things this ends now." "That's good for me. I don't think jealousy will be an issue in this. I might want to stop if I start to get serious about a girl, but for now it sounds perfect Mom." "If you ever want to stop just say so hun. I wouldn't make you pleasure me sexually if you didn't want to. Whatever your feelings are talk to me about them. I won't keep things from you". "So, Mom, if I asked if you were having sex with someone you would tell me?" "Yes, I would. I'd even tell you all about it in detail if you wanted to hear it. And by the way you are touching yourself it looks like you might be interested in that." I hadn't even realized that I was playing with my dick. Slowly teasing it, enjoying the feeling without really working toward an orgasm. Mom was teasing her pussy still too. "We'll see about that when it comes up," I told her. "I'm wondering if you have any kinks or fetishes that might be fun." She smiled. "We can talk about such thing later, Sweety." She stood up slowly. She turned away and pushed in her chair, giving me a nice look at her round bottom. "Right now I need you in my bedroom, are you coming." "I'm sure I will be soon," I said as I got up to follow her. She giggled at my little joke. I caught up to her behind the couch in the living room. I pressed up against her back, reaching around to squeeze her tits. Mom pressed back into me, her butt pushing hard into my stiff cock. I slid a hand from her breast and down her belly, till I reached the edge of her thick hair. She turned her head to one side and I leaned over her shoulder and kissed her deeply, feeling her push her tongue into my mouth. My hand went farther, reaching her hard little clit. She gasped against my mouth as I brushed it. She bent forward some and reached down, between her legs. I felt her fingers brush my hairless balls, then drag up the length of my pole. Mom wrapped her hand around the head, pulling on me. I turned her toward the couch, pressing forward. She bent over the back of it and spread her legs farther. I pressed against her again then kneeled down. I kissed her butt cheeks moving toward the middle. I pressed my face between her legs, licking her pussy from behind. Mom was moaning and pushing against my face. "I want you inside me baby," Mom said between moans, "I know you want it to. Fuck me already, before I cum on your face again." My tongue was in her pussy; I just dragged it up, across the tight bud of her back hole, and to her back. I began kissing my way up her back, listening to her as she played with her clit, waiting for me to enter her. I got up to her neck and then stood straight, my cock so hard it hurt. I pushed it to her wet, waiting pussy. I slid into Mom in one fast motion, feeling my balls touch the hand she had on her clit. She gasped loudly then moaned. "MMM, don't just sit there honey," she said as she wiggled against me and the couch, "FUCK ME!!" I started to slide out of her, slowly because I felt I would cum any minute. Mom had her hands both on her nipples again, pulling on them hard. I was moving in and out of her now, and she was pushing back against me as I thrust in. Her moaning was getting louder, her breathing faster. I put my hand on her butt, my thumb rubbing her crack. She was breathing faster, her moans and gasps barely more than squeaks that came each time I thrust into her. My thumb began rubbing her pink little asshole, and I felt her tighten on my dick. She was close to screaming as she came, and I kept going, faster and faster. Just as I felt her orgasm subsiding I came, deep inside my mother. I slowed, but didn't pull out. I reached for her shoulders, and pulled Mom to me. She turned her head to kiss me without pulling me out of her pussy. My mouth was all over hers, my hands on her breasts. We stayed like that, mouths locked together, until I got soft and slipped out of her. Mom took me around the couch, where she had me lay down. Mom took my shrinking cock into her mouth and slowly sucked on it as she pulled her mouth off. She lay down with me, pressed tight on me in the space that wasn't big enough for us to lay any other way. She kissed me deeply again, then lay her head on my chest. "Thank you Jason," she whispered as we fell asleep. Moving Bodies Natasha's Cousin Laura was using her Spring Break to go home for some days. In doing so, she had stopped at Natasha to visit her and her aunt and uncle. Natasha and Laura had been very close friends all her childhood. Natasha had always loved the company of Laura. It had always been lots of fun – and it still was. Laura was three years older than her cousin. She was 22. Laura had a very beautiful body. She was doing lots of sports, so she was slim, without being bony. Her breasts showed quite some curves and were C-cupped, very firm and very well formed. She had a beautiful face. Her brown hair was going down beneath her shoulders. Natasha was 19. She was almost the same size as Laura and she too had a slim, sportive body with some curves. Her breasts were B-cupped, quite firm but not as greatly formed as Laura's. Her face was very pretty and her light brown hair went down to her shoulders. Natasha and Laura had been hanging around and talking all day and Natasha was very pleased as Laura agreed to stay overnight. They had no comfortable additional bed and so the two girl cousins decided to both sleep in Natashas bed in her room. “I did not bring any Pyjama,” Laura said. “Normally I prefer sleeping completely naked.” “So do I. So for me that's not a problem. Do you remember the times when we were kids and were using the tub together?!” “Yes it has always been great fun! But it's really quite some time ago.” Both had been under the shower and so Natasha did only wear a bathrobe and Laura's body was covered only with a towel. Laura easily loosened the knot on her towel and let it fall to the ground. She quickly slipped under the sheets of the bed, that was rather small as it was only meant for one person. Natasha had not been able to resist her urge to take a look on her cousins body. She had only gotten a glimpse of her body from the side and a quick look of her back. Both curves were stunning beautiful. “What's with you, come in,” Laura said smiling to her younger cousin. Natasha smiled back, opened her white bathrobe and slipped out of it. She knew that Laura was watching her as she walked to the bed completely naked. But it was just girls and so it was no problem for her at all. Their bodies were very close due to the small bed. “Not very big,” Laura smiled. “You know, I'm always alone. No boyfriend to share the bed with. We will have to find the perfect position for the both of us.” They both giggled and started trying all kinds of positions with a lot of laughing doing so. In trying out these possible and impossible sleeping positions they never lost the contact of their bodies. They tried to lay themselves back to back and their round, soft, young ass cheeks touched each other, rubbed on each other. They turned round and Natasha could feel Laura's firm breasts and her nipples pressed against her back and she even could feel her pubes against her ass cheeks. That way they were moving around in the bed. After a while of that joking around, Laura suddenly was lying on top of her younger cousin Natasha. As the two girls were almost the same size, Laura's mount of venus lay exactly against Natashas. Their pubes touching each other. Also their soft, round, young breasts touched. Their was a short time of complete silence. The moment when both of them realized the new feeling of a complete naked women against their own body. None of them knew what to do or what to say and none of them wanted to break the moment. Laura just looked down into her cousins pretty face and into her eyes. Natasha returned the glare. Both girls faces had reddened due to the excitement. Laura felt how Natashas nipples started swelling, how they quickly became hard and erect and Natasha could feel the same with Laura's nipples. For two or three minutes the two cousins just lay there like this. Not moving, not speaking, no idea of what to do next, of how to react to this completely new experience that both of them enjoyed. Laura had closed her eyes. “Your body feels good,” she finally managed to whisper, not daring to look into Laura's eyes and being very afraid of her cousins reaction. But there was not reason at all to be afraid, as she felt the next second. Laura bowed her head and very gently, shyly kissed her on her mouth. It was a soft, shy touch of lips, no tongue involved yet. But it was a kiss full of tenderness. After that short kiss Laura started to move her hips – or her hips started to move. Their was no real intention in it. It just happened kind of automatically. Very slowly in small circles her hips moved against her cousins crotch. Their dark pubes rubbed against each other and Laura's mount of venus was massaging Natashas. The feeling of that mutual massage at that sensual area sent shivers of pleasure through both their bodies. Natasha let out a deep breath. She felt how her pussy was becoming real moist, really wet. She loved the feeling of it. Loved the feeling of an so far unknown arousal sweeping her body. She kept her eyes close and let herself take away by that wave of sexual excitement. The soft young, beautiful body of her cousin fully on top of her body made her almost incredible hot. Soon she could not control her hips too and started to move her crotch against Laura's moving body. Their mutual massage was becoming wilder. Both girls were very wet now. And they now could not only feel their own wetness but also felt the juices of the other girl mix with her own. Their aroused clits were hard and swollen now, sticking out between their pussylips. Moving, rubbing, grinding their pussies against each other now not only the sensual nerves beneath their mounts of venus but also their clits were stimulated. Laura now too had her eyes closed. There was no shyness now. Pure lust and the arousing, so exciting feeling of newly found lesbian sex had overcome both girls. Laura and Natasha were moaning with sexual pleasure. Both girls wound their bodies, rubbed their bodies against each other. Their full and firm breasts with their rock hard, sensitive nipples also rubbed against each others, sending waves of pleasure through their bodies. It was now a kind of total-body pleasure that none of them had experienced before. Their whole bodies felt hot and aroused, being in flames of lesbian lust, in flames of a new and so exciting love. Their movements became faster and harder every second, their moaning louder and louder. Hard nipple against hard nipple, sensitive breast against sensitive breast, pubes into pubes and hard wet clit against hard and wet clit they brought themselves closer and closer to a huge orgasm. Their sweat, warm love juices were flowing freely, covering each other with their delicious cream of lust. Moaning loud Laura was now lifting her upper body to get even more pressure to her crotch area and grind herself into her pretty, young cousins pussy. Almost hard Laura now rode Natasha and then suddenly both of them felt the shivers going to their bodies. Laura let herself fall down onto Natasha, who immediately wrapped her arms around her, pressed her hard against her body, pressed her breasts into her own. Their wet, creamy pussies still slowly and softly moved against each other as they enjoyed the lustfull waves of their huge orgasms. It took them quite a while to find their breath again. They both loved the feeling of the others body on or beneath each other, loved it to feel the others wetness and the others hard nipples. Finally Laura moved her lips to Natashas lips and this time her cousins lips parted before she even touched them. Their tongues encircled into their first real french kiss. It was a long and passionate, loving kiss and both of them knew that this would not be their last kiss. This had just been the beginning of something great. “I love you, Natasha,” Laura whispered after she broke their kiss. “I have always loved you, Laura, but now I now how to show it and I love that new feeling,” Natasha answered and they melt into a passionate kiss again. Both their bodies started to dance against each other again and their creamy juices soon were flowing again. Feedback, Comments and Votings are very, very Welcome!!!!!! I will try to answer all of them!! Greetings from Pussylove69.