9 comments/ 70338 views/ 7 favorites The Adventures Of Bob Ch. 01 By: shotgun227 I'm a writer and have a modest success doing the thing that I love. This made me move to a small north eastern town and purchase a very small house in order to have privacy and solitude. I also like to workout but didn't have room for that in the house; therefore I worked out, with weights and exercising, in a space next to the house. The nearest neighbor was about a football field distance away so I felt I didn't bother anyone because of the trees and no one bothered me. Every so often a car would pass and even a kid or two on their bikes, but that wasn't a bother. Every now and then a boy, about 17 or 18 years old, and a girl, about the same age ( I could not tell which one was the oldest) would pass on their bikes and slow down to watch me exercise. After this happened a few times, I would stop what I was doing and wave and continue what I was doing. This went on for about three weeks before they stopped and asked if they could come into the yard and watch for a while. "Sure, come on over" "Hi, I'm Mike and this is my younger sister Cherl" "Nice to meet you, I'm Bob. Are you interested in exercising?" "Yes I am because I play football and I need to do that to make the team for next season. Can you teach me a few things that would help me?" "Well, I don't know if I can teach you. Your parents may not want you to and I don't want you to get hurt" "I don't have a dad, it' just me, Cherl and mom and I know she don't mind. She work a lot and she don't know anything about doing this anyway. Cherl is 17 and want to get into cheerleading her last year of school and get ready for college but that takes a little strength also." I said: "Why doesn't she speak for herself?" Looking directly at her. She was the prettiest thing I've seen in a long time. I'm not a pervert or anything but, just from observation, I knew she was going to be a head turner if she wasn't already. I would bet that every boy, at her school that was interested in girls, was trying to get into her pants. She was going to be a tall one because she was already about 5'8, and she had a perfect figure, cute face with rosy red lips. That was when Cherl spoke for herself. The voice still had that little girl edge to it but was trying to become fuller. "I can speak for myself and what my brother said it true. We talked about it and decided to stop and ask if you could help us. We don't have anyone else to ask and mom can't help" "OK, tell you what. Tell your mom, make sure you tell her that I am black because I don't want any problems around here, and have her talk with me. She could either drop by or call me or something but I won't do anything without her permission. OK?" They both agreed and rode off. I really didn't think anymore about it because here I am a black man, 6'2, 200 lbs., muscular and dark skinned in an all white area of the country. With me coming from the south, I've know prejudice, how whites treat blacks, and the taboos that come with it. You learn that you stay in your place and try to stay out of trouble. Any crime that will come up, in the area, means I will become the main suspect. Be seen with any white woman and I am suspected of molesting her. And the biggest thing is to not be seen with the kids because then I am a child molester. I knew where I stood and I keep asking my self why I decided to come here instead of going to a place where there were a few blacks. Two days later, around six in the evening, there was a knock at the front door. I had just finished my work out and had just come out of the shower. I was headed for the bedroom, with only a towel draped over my broad shoulder and the knock startled me. I have never had a visitor and wondered who that could be. I draped the towel around me and went to the door. I partly opened the door and was mildly shocked when I looked upon the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She was almost 6' tall, blond hair, beautiful lightly tanned skin and a gorgeous smile. She had on tight fitting blue jeans, a flowered shirt, hanging out of her jeans, and it showed her prominent breasts and a thin gold necklace. The sandal type shoes helped show off the subtle legs, that were hidden by the jeans. I stuttered a greeting and must have had a shocked look on my face. "Yyyesss, may I help you?" As she put out her hand, she said "Hi, I'm Karen, Cherl and Mike's mom." Still with shock written all over my face I said: "Hi, I'm Bob, won't you come in? I'll be right back. Let me get something on" and I darted for the bedroom to put some pants on. With a pair of gym shorts on, nothing underneath, I came back into the small living room, where she still stood. As I look at her I decided that this was not my imagination but the real thing standing in my living room. When she stopped looking around the room, she broke the ice and said: "The kids told me about wanting to get into sports and cheerleading and that you could teach them exercising and weightlifting. They said that they see you everyday when they pass your house and said they asked you if you would teach them. They said you wanted them to ask me and to tell me that you are black so I had to tell you myself." "Ahaaaaa" "Did they get it right?" "Ahaaa, yes they did. I really didn't expect anything to come of it." "Why, is it because you are black?" "That's right. You see I am from the south, Mississippi to be exact, and I don't want any trouble." "There won't be any trouble but the kids may be trouble and I really don't want them to put you through any trouble." " No trouble, rest assured. Where are my manners? Won't you sit for a while?" She took a seat on the sofa and, as she was bending to sit, it showed off her magnificent ass. An ass that a man would die for, be reincarnated and die for it again. She saw me looking and simply smiled and crossed her legs. I swallowed hard and also smiled. "May I get you something to drink? Just name it" "Thank-you, anything would be fine. I'll just stay a little while" I made both of us a scotch on the rocks and sat in the easy chair across from her, so that I could admire her and have wonderful dreams later on. Whoever she was with had to be one lucky son-of-a-bitch. "Sorry for the clutter but the place is small and I don't get any company." "It's OK. It's smaller than my place but nicer. The kids, you know. With kids around things never stay the way you want it" (Smiling and chuckling) "I understand. I've seen it before and it doesn't bother me. I have a brother and two sisters and we live in a very small house with my mother. We used to make one hell-of-a mess." "OK, I see that you really know what I mean. Now, back to the situation at hand. I don't want the kids to get in your way and, I think I am a good judge of people, you seem like a good person. We don't have any blacks around here and I think it would be good for them to get to know that blacks are like other people. They seem to take to you and, as they say, you could teach them something that they can't learn elsewhere. Is that true?" "I don't know if I could teach them something no one else couldn't but I can try. I have been into physical fitness all my life and I could show them a few things. Your son, for football, have to be in better shape than he is now, and your daughter, have to be fit for the jumps and tumbles, etc. My sister was into cheerleading, at Mississippi State, and I used to help her. I'll try to help your daughter also." "Maybe you could help me also," looking at me lustfully. I noticed that and my cock started to expand a little, causing a slight ridge in my gym shorts. Maybe it was the closeness of the room, maybe it was the booze or maybe it was her, but I felt a little warm with this beautiful woman so close. "And how may I help you?" "I work in an insurance office in town and all I do all day is sit. I know I am out of shape and I don't want to get to be like most women around here, fat. I could pay you for all of us. I have a small amount of money from my husband's death and since there isn't a gym or any type of instructed workout, I would pay you." "Payment is not necessary. Just call it neighborly help. But don't you have a boyfriend to do this?" I was getting really warm now and wasn't sure how I was going to handle being closer to her but I was willing to try in order to see more of her. I still had to be careful because I don't know her and didn't want any problems although I wanted this woman. This beautiful, shapely and well mannered woman. Mississippi didn't have any white women like her, none that I ever ran across. With her looking at my cock getting larger, her eyes began to get larger and the smile wider. "I don't have anyone. Boyfriends are few and hard to come by in these parts. Anyway, I work too much and have the kids. Who wants to be around a woman that have two brats? So, maybe I can finds things to do for you. I usually work a little late because I go into the office late...have to get the kids off to school first, you know. The kids could drop by for a little while after school and, if it is ok with you, I could come by, say, around seven or eight for an hour or two. The kids will have their home work and be in bed or ready for bed by the time I get back. Since they are right down the road, they have easy access to me if they need me for anything." "Since I do my writing late at night or during the morning, that'll work out just fine. You could shower and change here or at home, whichever you choose or whatever is more convenient. Just drop by anytime you choose and they can do the same." "You said you were a writer, what do you do? Books or what?" I write for magazines, mostly, and I'm working on a book. It pays the bills and it bought this place. My agent told me I should try a quiet area for my writings and settle down, if I was serious about getting better." "That sounds interesting and if we get in your way, tell me and we'll back off. I know a person, that does a little writing, and she was telling me the other day that she wished she knew someone that wrote so she could share ideas. The next time I see her I'll mention you to her and maybe the two of you could share ideas." "That would be fine and I'm sure you and your kids won't bother me. I enjoy physical fitness as much as I do writing. It'll be fine, don't worry." She had finished her scotch and was wetting her lips, making me hornier by the minute. I was becoming uncomfortable in my own house but I did not want to end this chat. "How about another drink?" "No thank-you, I must be going. I'll have a talk with the kids and tell them to behave and follow your instructions. I'll drop by tomorrow evening and we can start then. OK?" "That'll be fine with me. The door is always open. Just drop by anytime you choose." She began to rise to leave, I had a problem. My shorts were slightly tented and I held my glass down my front, trying to hide my state of erection. She noticed anyway and just smiled. "Have a cold shower. That should take care of your problem." I shyly grinned and asked..."Problem?" Although I knew what she was talking about. She just said..."If I can do that just by sitting and talking the next few days should be torture on you." Then she went out the door, down the steps and started walking up the lane. The wiggle, in those tight jeans, did nothing to abate my erection and now I didn't care. What a sight of womanhood and I think her daughter will be the same one day. They looked more like sisters than mother/daughter. A couple of days went by and about seven in the evening there was a knock at the door. I was relaxing, watching a little TV and slowly rose to see who that could be. "Karen.....come on in. I was just thinking today that you had decided not to come for the body building, though I think you really don't need it." "I will come and so will the kids but not today. I want to start first, then the kids will start if I like it and say it's ok. How about tomorrow evening, say, about eight?" "Fine with me and, like I said, the door is open. You don't have to knock, just come on in." "OK, see you tomorrow evening. Bye!" Again, what a sight. It was only spring and it should bring a long, long summer with something like that coming around. At around seven, the following evening, I decided to take a shower before Karen came for her instruction. While taking the shower I began to think of her and "Jimmy" (that's what I call my cock) started to awaken. I started to wash "Jimmy" and then masturbate him. The more I thought of her the faster I went until gobs and gobs of cum splattered all over the shower wall to be washed down the drain. "Jimmy" was still hard as a steel pipe but I thought I should hurry before Karen arrived. As I stepped out of the shower, I was startled by a person standing at the bathroom door with a shocked expression of her face. "Karen......You're early", I said as I tried to unsuccessfully cover myself (my towel was on the back of the door). "I....I....I decided to....to...come early since....since I finished work early", she said with her eyes glued to my cock and her mouth gaped wide open. "That's ok. Let me get a towel." I reached for the door to get to the towel behind the door. To my surprise, she grabbed "Jimmy", as I reached for the door. "My God....it's so large and long. It's beautiful, simply gorgeous. I had no idea," she said in a whisper. "I've heard of such and saw a magazine or two in my time but...." I just grinned from ear to ear. Hearing this was music to my ears and I knew where this was sure to end. Accidents will happen but the next step will not be an accident. Here she stood, holding a steel hard 14" cock in her hand and I was truly ready to show her what a 14" cock felt like and can do. I knew I was going to make her my fuck toy and I was going to enjoy every second of it, just like she was going to enjoy receiving it. "You like what you are holding?" She had on a thin blouse with a bra that could be seen underneath, a skirt, no hose on her legs and flat shoes. She quickly looked up at me, held "Jimmy" with one hand and cupped her cunt with the other. As she looked back down at "Jimmy" a wet spot appeared on her skirt between her legs. I thought 'oh my God, God is good. I have a squirter.' She just simply whispered "yes". "Where are the kids?" "At their grandma's. They'll be back tomorrow evening" "Good....if you like "Jimmy" kiss him." "Jimmy?" "That's my cock, Jimmy" She licked her lips and the spot got larger. She got on her knees, puckered her lips and planted a kiss on the head of "Jimmy". She then opened her mouth and tried to get him in her mouth. It was a slight struggle but she got the head in, took it out and ran her tongue and lips all over and up and down "Jimmy". "Jimmy" was very happy to give some pre-cum and she quickly licked it and started her procedure all over again. I was in seventh Heaven and just laid my head back and groaned. She looked up at me and asked if she was doing OK and said that it has been a long time. I reached down and lifted her up by her arm pits. As she stood on her feet I said "yes" and scooped her up into my arms as I planted a tongue probing kiss on her. I carried her into my bedroom and sat her on the bed. As I cupped her breasts through her blouse, she leaned back onto her elbows and groaned. I started nibbling on her breasts through her blouse as I began to unbutton it. I pulled the blouse off of her and never stopped nibbling. First one breast, then the other. My hands got busy rubbing her legs up to her thighs, back and forth, my face buried between those beautiful large melons, just light nips and tongue swabs. I unhooked the side snap, on her skirt, and she lifted her hips, to help me remove her skirt. As I pulled her skirt down her luscious body, I was kissing and tongue lashing her thighs and legs. I reached up and unsnapped her bra. Wonderful breasts popped out and I immediately started sucking on her large nipples. First one and then the other. Back and forth. She was having mini-orgasms, one after the other. I stood over her and lifted her to the center of the bed. She was smiling and breathing hard. I just smiled because this was going to be a lot of fun as well as pleasure. Unexpected pleasure, for sure. I got on the bed and laid in the 69 position. I ran my tongue up and down her inner legs and gave her soft nibbles. She took "Jimmy" in both of her hands and, again, tried to engulf him but only made it as far as the head. I, on the other hand, started to slowly peel her cum soaked panties from her body. She had pussy hair but it was nicely trimmed and looked beautiful. I had to give it a kiss. A sloppy wet kiss. Slow and long. Like licking an ice cream cone. It tasted sweet and smelled delicious. Then she almost drowned me. It was like she was pissing. She softly screamed and clutched my head between her legs. I had to hold my breath to keep from drowning. She cut the scream short and clamped down on "Jimmy" and really started to work on him In fact, she got the head into her mouth and was swirling her tongue around and round. I attacked her pussy. I nibbled on her clit and swirled my tongue around the little knob, and nibbled on her pussy lips. She was going wild as her gobbled the head of "Jimmy". It was time to put "Jimmy" to work before she made me cum before I was ready. I knew I could keep from cuming a long time but it has been a while since I last had a woman and masturbating does not count. There's nothing like a squirting woman and she was going to give me a good excuse to buy a new mattress, this one was going to be soaked through and through. I worked my head from between her legs and got on my knees between her legs. She just laid there with her eyes half closed, a smile on her face, breathing hard and licking her lips. I placed the head of "Jimmy" at the entrance and made her look at me. "You're going to be mine now. Tell me what you want and make me believe it." "yes, yes do it. Make me yours. Do it. Fuck me. Make me cum over and over. Put that black snake all the way into me. I want it now. Fuck me now... Please." I rubbed the head of "Jimmy" up and down her slit, paying more attention to her clit. The dam broke, she started to cum again. I worked the head in and held it there. A small shove, just enough to get past the head and to let her adjust. She was breathing hard, I bent over her and started tongue kissing her. She wrapped her legs around the small of my back, her arms around my neck and started to tongue kiss me back. I gave her two or three inches. She moaned and really started to kiss me. I gave her more, halt, more, halt, more until I was buried all the way into her. My balls against her ass, pubic bone against pubic bone. I stopped kissing her, she was breathing very hard, her head shaking from side to side, her arms around my neck holding on tightly and her legs began to spread wide apart. I started working on her nipples but held my position so she could adjust to the length and width of "Jimmy." Now was the time to start a slow in and out thrusting. After about ten seconds, she slowly started to meet my thrusts. Every so often, she would stop and cum. The bed was getting very, very wet. I started to pick up speed and she did also. The only sounds were the squishing sounds, her hard breathing, an occasional scream about every thirty seconds or so and the bed shaking. She put a lip lock on me that would not let go and when I could get away, I locked onto her breasts and kept pumping. She was building up to the big explosion and so was I. I couldn't hold off much longer but I wanted her to cum more than she ever had in her entire life. I intended to make her mine. To do what ever I wanted, when I wanted, without question. I wanted to make her my whore, my woman, my bed warmer, whatever you wanted to call it. I knew I had her and, later, to make sure the deed was done, I was going to put "Jimmy" in her ass and make her love it the way "Jimmy" is in her pussy. The Adventures Of Bob Ch. 01 My balls started to churn and she was going wild. I picked up speed and was bringing "Jimmy" to the edge of her pussy and jacking him all the way into her womb. She was going to walk strange for a while but she would do it smiling and remembering. One last jab and I was cuming. It felt like I wasn't going to stop. A facet was turned on and someone forgot to turn it off. This sent her into spasms and all she could do was arch her ass, cry "oh....oh....oh....oh" over and over and her squirting seemed like her faucet was turned on fully. Our cum mixture was coming out and really soaking the bed. It was if we were laying in water. But, I kept doing short jabs and she kept shouting over and over. Finally, she relaxed, I stayed embedded in her but didn't move. I laid slightly to my side with most of my weight on my right elbow and just looked at her. She was unconscious and breathing hard with a widest grin I ever saw on her face. "Jimmy" was getting soft and I made three or four soft jabs (squish, squish). I slowly began to pull out and she suddenly grabbed me around the neck and started kissing me. I finally pulled all the way out, still kissing her, and patted her on the ass. She stopped kissing me, looked at me and smiled. "You know about me being yours?" "Uh-hu" "I'm yours. Heart and soul. What ever you want, when ever you want it and how ever you want it. "Jimmy is mine, you are mine. I don't care what anyone may say. I've never, ever cum like that before and have never been fucked like that before and I'm not going to let it go." "Yes and we have all night to cement the deal. It's going to be a long night. Good thing you don't have to work in the morning and the kids aren't here." Bob patted her on the ass again, rolled to his back and started to doze. Karen was already asleep. The Adventures Of Bob Ch. 02 Bob slowly awakened finding Karen licking "Jimmy" (the name of his cock). Oh what a delightful feeling it was. He was laying in a cum soaked bed but, at this time, it didn't bother him. He knew she is his now and no one would nor could take her from him. The move from Mississippi to this off the beaten path, northeast USA location, was the best move he could have ever made. "Enjoying yourself?", he asked between uhs and ahs. She momentarily stopped to answer, "oh yes. I want "Jimmy" hard again." He laid back and enjoyed the feeling, she definitely was not a novice at giving head, although she could not get past the head. He soon could feel the inevitable surge of cum coming from deep inside. He started to warn Karen but it was too late. His cum spurted out in huge gobs and she couldn't hold all of it. She kept her mouth glued to "Jimmy" and was trying to hold all of the flowing cum but loads of cum was oozing from around the corners of her lips. The cum was dropping down "Jimmy" and flowing over his balls and then onto the already soaked bed. After he was finished, Karen kept licking softly, licking up and down "Jimmy" while continuously cooing. He hadn't seen anything like that in a long time and all he could do was smile and go with the feeling. After a while he reached down and pulled Karen up towards him so that he could kiss her. He started to ravish her body with his hands while deeply kissing her, tasting his cum on her lips and face. Sucking her tongue, nibbling her lips and kneading her breasts. He stopped kissing her and went lower, to her breasts, tonguing and nibbling her auroras. Karen started to move about and sigh while thrusting her pelvis. His hands were busy caressing her body before moving to her pelvis. This set her off like a rocket and she defiantly wasn't being quiet about it. Bob's middle finger started to slide up and down her pussy slit and coming gently across her clit. Yet he never stopped going from one breast to the other. When she let out a long moan, he knew that she had a mini-cum and wanted more. He gave her more. He slid his middle finger into her pussy, sucked a breast and, with his other hand, started to use some of her cum to run a finger across her asshole. When he put that finger into her ass, she came. Bob didn't stop, he kept both hands moving as he slid a finger deep into her ass. After a while, he stopped and rolled her over onto her stomach. He put his arm around her middle and pulled her onto her knees. He then released her and bent over to lick her pussy as he started to finger it. She had her head on her arms and just moaned over and over. Bob scooped more of her cum and smeared it on her ass hole, to lubricated it real good. He knew it was going to be rough going for a while and he wanted as much lubrication as he possibly could get. She didn't complain, she just moaned. Bob placed "Jimmy" at the entrance of her pussy and started to gently push. More moans and a push backward came from Karen at the same time. Bob grabbed her around her waist and pushed more and more into her. She started to have her mini-cums again. When this happened, Bob pulled out and placed "Jimmy" at her asshole and began to push. Just as Bob thought, Karen screamed and started to pull away but he had her around her waist and she could not get away. Bob would stop every few seconds in order for her to get used to his size and the asshole invasion. Even if she wasn't a cherry there, his size made her a "cherry girl". Now he had about half of "Jimmy" in and she was moaning and crying. Bob was determined to finish the job and so he started again. He started fucking slowly, using only half of "Jimmy" which made her ease up and the sobbing subsided. After a few minutes of Bob fucking her ass, Karen stopped trying to get away as well as the sobbing stopped. He then started to feed the rest of "Jimmy" to her. She began to try to get away again but Bob still had her around the waist and she could not go anywhere. Finally she had all of "Jimmy" in her ass, right up to his balls. She had a fist full of sheets and her feet were making a tattoo beat on the bed. Bob stopped again, to let her get used to the idea of his dick in her ass, all fourteen inches. She finally settled down and Bob began to move and released his hold on her. A well placed finger on her clit and the other hand on her breast really made her ease up and begin to like what was happening, or was her body betraying her? Bob began a slow fucking, clit caressing and breast stroking that turned her screams into moans. All the stimulations sent Karen over the edge and Bob picked up speed. The tight ass was just too much for him and he felt the familiar rumble in his balls. He also began to howl, just as a torrent of cum poured into her ass, and Karen screamed at the top of her lungs. She squirted, not once, not twice, but three times. Karen collapsed with Bob's dick in her ass and passed out. With all his strength gone, Bob collapsed onto her back and decided not to remove "Jimmy" for a while. After two or three minutes, he began to remove "Jimmy" as Karen regained consciousness and softly moaned. Bob rolled off and laid on his back, still breathing hard. For a long while, neither spoke, they just laid there catching their breath, both of them were smiling and caressing each other. Bob spoke first: "At first I didn't think I could put all of "Jimmy" in there but I made it. Did I hurt you?" "Of course you hurt but I think I'll get used to it if that's what you want as long as I can have "Jimmy" other ways." "You're my bitch now but I'll treat you right. Never forget that fact." "I'm whatever you want of me and I'll be, not your bitch, but "Jimmy's" bitch. OK?" "Whatever. What time is it? I have an article that has a deadline and I have to finish it by tomorrow then get it in the registered mail Monday." "I don't know but it's still morning. I have to go anyway. The kids are due home this afternoon and I have to cook and clean before they get here." "OK, say hello for me and take it easy for a while." As Karen started to get out of bed she moaned and just sat on the side of the bed. "God!!! I'm sore and stiff. That was one hell of an experience but I loved it. We'll have to do this again, real soon." "We better because you're mine and I want all of you all of the time." Karen leaned over Bob and deeply kissed him while rubbing his abs. Karen looked a mess, in fact she felt as bad as she looked. "I'm yours and you're mine. Let's say it that way and keep it that way. OK?" "I like a strong woman, you're much better than the women in Mississippi. But, as long as we understand each other, there won't be any problems." "I'll clean myself up at home. No one will see me as I go home, that is if I can make it home. I'm sore all over." Karen let out a chuckle and then a moan but, at the same time, she had a smile on her face. "Like I said, just take it slow and easy for a while. You'll make it." "Yeah, easy for you to say. Where are the rest of my clothes?" "Over there....I'm not going anywhere. Have a little more writing to do so come back when you can." Then, with a smile and chuckle, he added: "If you can." Karen came back to the bed, leaned over Bob and softly punched into his chest. She then kissed him on the lips, stood, turned and started for the door. She looked over her shoulder, gave a short wave, and went out the door. Bob just laid there and smiled. he thought and started to lightly doze. Later that evening, as the sun was going down (It was late summer), Bob was sitting on his front porch bare footed, drinking a beer and noticed a woman walking down the road from the direction of Karen's house. He knew it wasn't Karen because she had a steady gait, nothing sore about this woman. As the woman got closer, he knew he didn't know this woman but she had a familiar look about her. The woman came to the steps, smiled and said: "You must be Bob." "Yes, should we know each other?" "I'm Karen's mother and she's told me so much about you. I think the little daffy duck's in love and I had to come over to see for myself." "I see. Have a seat. Want a beer or something stronger?" "Why thank you, I'll have something on the rocks, if you have it." "My...My...the lady knows how to drink. Since you already know my name, what's yours?" "Louise....and I learned how to drink from my alcoholic husband, of whom I divorced." "Relax a while....I'll go fetch your drink." Louise was dressed in a thin summer dress that hid nothing about her fine body. She was an almost twin of Karen, three look alike if you want to count the daughter (granddaughter). She looked young, being a grandmother, and, from her tone of voice, Bob liked what he was hearing and saw. He was just wondering why she was here, really, and what did Karen tell her? He was hoping it wasn't anything bad because that wouldn't be good for a black man in a community of all white. Not good at all. He had seen too much shit in Mississippi to make him afraid for the rest of his life and he didn't want his life to end now that he was making a good living for himself. Bob returned with her drink and a fresh beer for himself. As he handed her drink to her she rubbed up and down his arm and smiled. "What was that for?" "Smooth skin, muscular body, nice figure for a man." "I try to stay in shape. One can never know what staying in shape can be good for." Louise just smiled and said: "You're right. One can never know." "Now....what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" "Well, Karen and I always talk frankly to each other and, when I returned with the kids, she looked a little haggard and moved too slowly and stiff." "And you think I am the cause?" "I don't think you are the cause, I know you are the cause. But, to go along with that, she look happier than I have ever seen her in many, many years." "Is that so? Did she tell you why?" "At first she didn't but she finally did and I was surprised ." "In a good way or bad?" "good....very, very good. I started to think she had been hiding you or something but she told me that it was her first time and that you two have just met." "Well....I hope you aren't mad about the situation but it sort of just happened. I hadn't intended for it to happen and neither did she." "I'm not mad. I want in." "In?.....In what?" "In on yours and hers escapades, of course." "Does Karen know about this?" "I don't think so. We talk to each other, never lie to each other and share everything. I told her that I wanted to talk to you and size you up myself. I wanted to see if you were good enough for my daughter." Louise now had Bob's full attention and "Jimmy's" also. He had never imagined this situation and wasn't about to turn it down. "That is very interesting." And since darkness was coming up fast, he added: "why don't you sit beside me so I can see you better, if you're not afraid." As she was getting up Louise said: "I can do better than that" and sat on his lap. She smelled wonderful, felt light as a feather and was beginning to get a little tipsy already. She must have already had a drink or two. "Jimmy" began to jump to attention and his heart began to thump. What had "Jimmy" gotten him into? Who cared? This was a fine piece of pussy and if it's a good fucking that she wanted, then a good fucking she was going to get. Since Karen told her about it, then she knew exactly what was coming. There will be two bowlegged women in the neighborhood tonight. "Well....if that's the case, let's move this party inside unless you want to stay out here." Louise began to rub his back and Bob had one hand on her thigh . She felt "Jimmy" rising and her eyes got wide. "What is that? A log or my imagination?" As bob began to run his hand up and down her leg, he said: "No imagination, just fact. You want it, you can have it. Take him out and see for yourself, that is if you dare to." Louise slid off his lap and, with shaky hands, unzipped his pants, reached in, grabbed "Jimmy" and said: "Oh my God. I thought she was stretching the truth a little." "It's real and his name is "Jimmy." "May I see him?" "Let's go inside. The light's better and we don't need company do we?" "You're right. Let's go. My God but you're huge. Does Mississippi grow all you guys this big or is it in the water?" "I'm larger than most and most women won't let me near them but you are welcome to try." As she walked into the house, she said: "If my daughter can take it, so can I." Bob turned toward Louise, who was behind him, and said: "Honey child, you're in for a rough night. Don't say me or Karen didn't warn you." In the house, Bob had soft jazz playing and the living room was dimly lit but not uncomfortable. The room had a nice glow, sort of a lover's suite glow. Soft pile carpeting was on the floor, not wall to wall but covering most of the floor. He had a large sofa, two easy chairs, a recliner and medium sized coffee table. In the corner was a wet bar and a floor lamp pointing to the ceiling. A few pictures were on the wall and the paint on the walls were of off white. He also had a couple of end tables with lamps on them but they were turned off. "The music sounds good, let's dance a little" Louise said as she glanced around the room and took Bob in her arms. Bob countered with: "Anything to please a lady" and gave a toothy grin. Bob held her gently with his hands around her waist and hers around his. "Jimmy" was complaining because he was still out of his zipper, partially hard and the zipper scratched. Bob pressed Louise close and slowly danced to the smooth jazz of Grover Washington, Jr. Then Bob moved one hand up and down her back with the other caressing her ass. Louise sighed, laid her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and bought one hand between them to hold "Jimmy". "Jimmy doesn't mind, does he?" "He's being scratched by my zipper and I'm afraid it'll get worst" "Well, we can solve that problem. You can come out of your pants." "We can both come out of our clothes and solve that problem." Louise looked up at him and smiled: "OK" "Let me do the honors, if you will." And Bob, while still grooving slowly with her, began to undo the back of her dress with one hand while still rubbing her ass in a circular motion with the other. He then stood back a little and pulled it off her shoulders. She dropped her arms and let it slide down to her feet and then kicked it off to the side. Bob held his hands on both of her hips, still slowly grooving to the soft jazz, and put his forehead to hers. "My, my, the lady is well endowed up front. Great body also." "I can't let my daughter beat me. At least not yet." "Don't worry about that. You still have it. Yes madam, you sure do." Louise, standing in only bra and panties, began to unbutton his shirt and slide it off his shoulders. Bob dropped his arms, caught the shirt in one hand and threw it to the side. She then started undoing his belt and unsnapped his pants. They fell to the floor and he kicked them off to the side. Bob, being from Mississippi, did not have any shoes on but he did have on boxer shorts, so there he stood with just his boxer shorts on and "Jimmy" flapping in the wind. Louise saw this and dropped to her knees, grabbed "Jimmy" and just examined him all over with had the biggest grin on her face. "Are you just going to look at him or help him out?" "I've never seen anything like this before. I really did think Karen was stretching the truth but My God. I've heard about dicks this big and I've seen some in books but I never thought I would be holding one." "Well, this is your lucky day. Some people think it to be a fantasy or something but I happen to be struck with extra inches and it's not your imagination." With that said, Louise began to lick Bob's dick all over and paid particular attention to the head. With her tongue hanging out, she took a long slow lick on the underside, straight up from the root to the head. Bob just moaned and hung his head back while holding her head in his two hands. Louise took one hand and unsnapped his shorts to get them out of the way. Bob kicked them off to the side and stood there stark naked. "Let's get the rest of your things off, shall we?" Louise never let "Jimmy" go and Bob began to unsnap her bra. As her large breasts appeared, Bob, in rapid succession, began to tongue lick one then the other, making both nipples hard as a rock. Bob smiled and put his face between them and massaged both of her cheeks. Bob stooped down and slowly pulled her panties down her legs, while putting his face between her legs. Louise, who had released "Jimmy", held onto his shoulders, put her head back and moaned. Then Bob took a slow, long lick, through a very light matting of pussy hair, from the rear of her pussy to her clit. Louise had a mini-tremble and lightly squirted a little cum. "Ohhh, the lady is a squirter too." Softly gasping, Louise said: "It must run in the family, I guess." Bob moved backward, until his legs hit the sofa, and sat down. Louise dropped to her knees and grabbed "Jimmy" and began to work him over again. She tried to get him into her mouth, but of course, she could not get past the head. She worked on the head and jacked him while doing it. Pre-cum was flowing and she was slurping, making sounds of wanton lust. Bob slid off the sofa onto the floor and Louise never released him nor stopped sucking on "Jimmy's" head. Bob told Louise to swing around to his head. Without hesitation, she swung around and straddled his head. Bob reached up, gently pulled her down and put his lips in a suction tight fit on her pussy. His tongue started moving, round and round, each time passing over her clit. Louise began to whimper and thrash her hips. Suddenly she froze, there was a gurgling sound and, as if she was pissing, she came. Bob could not get it all and his face was drenched, he felt like he was drowning. When she calmed down, Louise swung around and planted a long, deep tongue kiss on Bob and just looked at him and smiled. She then began to scoot down at little and rose up to put both hands on "Jimmy". She placed the head at her pussy entrance and tried to engulf him but he would not enter. She took "Jimmy" to her clit and started rubbing. Louise started sighing and was about to cum again. When she did cum, she jammed "Jimmy's" head in and all she could do was howl. Louise sat still for a few seconds before she started working down the large pole. Slowly, very slowly she began to take "Jimmy" into her pussy, all the time she was panting and shouting, over and over, "I can do it, I can do it, I can do it." Each time Louise would pause, she would have a violent cum and the cum would squeeze out onto Bob and onto the rug. Bob was in paradise. He simply held onto her breasts and let her do her thing. He didn't want to interrupt nor distract her stuffing her pussy full of his cock. She definitely had plenty of lubrication for the job at hand. Although she had tears coming down her face, they were tears of joy and of determination. She was determined to get as much cock into her pussy as possible, if not all of it. If her daughter could do it, then she certainly was going to do it or die trying. Finally, she was sitting on Bob's thighs with his balls under her ass. She just sat there and didn't move and neither did Bob. He lifted up and took a nipple into his mouth and began to tongue it while massaging both breasts. He would do one and then the other, his tongue circling the nipples, alternating with light nibbles. The tears stopped running and she smiled. She began to rock her pelvis back and forth while shouting unintelligible sounds. She stopped and came hard with her eyes tightly shut . She then started to move up and down, slowly at first, then she began to pick up speed. Again, her words were unintelligible. Bob started to buck with her. Their pelvis' slapping loudly. The room was filled with loud, wet slapping noises and her shouts. Bob was ready to come and it was coming fast. He couldn't hold off any longer, so he didn't try. They came together, loudly, with a river of cum flowing. She was shouting and Bob let out a loud groan. Cum was gushing out, pooling on his balls and running onto the rug.