0 comments/ 65880 views/ 5 favorites Mama Told Me Ch. 1 By: Bill Smith My Mother taught me that life was short. She knew as she died from cancer at the ripe old age of 35, I was 13 years old at the time. She said life was short and that I should try my best to enjoy as much of it as I could, and not to pay a lot of attention to what stupid people may think. And that most people were stupid, doubly so for the highly educated ones. My mom taught me a lot in that short six months that it took for her to die. Mom said all males were especially stupid but that they could not help it. She said men think with their penises even when they had no interest in sex. If the men weren't thinking about screwing women, they were screwing with each other over stupid things like power and possessions. If by a miracle all the men on the face of the earth were wiped out there would be world peace in a matter of months, and within years there would be true equality in the world. My mom was a smart lady, and she loved my father even if he was stupid. My father loved my mom as well, maybe too much. It almost seems that he died a little each day with my mom, watching her as the cancer ate away her life and our once happy family. But dad did his best even though all of the penises in the world could not save my mom from dying. In that six months mom passed on a lifetime of information to her only child, her only daughter. She said love was perfect by itself, it did not need the thoughts of men to decipher what was right or wrong about love. Love did not need control or possessions, it only needed another to love. Love was enough by itself. My mom also taught me that learning was enough by itself. To learn as much as I could and about as many possible things as I could. And that each individual learned in their own unique way, and it was okay if what they learned was different from what you learned. The learning was the important part and that you should do it for as long as you have breath to breathe. I miss my mom, but in that six months she made sure I would never forget her or her love for me, the love for my father, and the love for all things. The world is a sadder place without her, but it is all that we have. After the death of my mother I slept with my father. We held on to each other in our grief and in our healing. I think that my father came to terms with the loss of mom sooner then I did and suggested that I should start sleeping in my own bed again. I didn't want to go as a part of me believed that if I didn't hold on to my father that he would die too and I would be left alone. I did extract from him the promise that if I couldn't sleep that it was okay for me to return to bed with him. Dad owned his own small computer company and immersed himself into the running of that company. I had school and my only friend, Susan. Susan would spend the weekends with me and we would talk. As our bodies matured we would compare how different we were becoming. I was to remain long and lean with A Cup breasts, but Susan was turning into a voluptuous young woman that turned even the heads of women. We would often chuckle together about some of the stares she received, and play out fantasies about how she would flash parts of her body at those who stared so openly. The more we played the more we added. One day after shopping at the mall we were talking about the strange lady that followed Susan and I around. To be honest she only had eyes for Susan. Anyway, I played the lady who was fond of looking at Susan. Susan looked at me shyly as I looked at her and licked my lips, almost laughing out loud as I was having a difficult time getting into the role. This did not deter Susan one bit. She bent over facing me allowing me to look down the scoop of her dress and view her exquisite breasts encased in a sexy pink see through bra. A small gasp escaped my lips, I mean we had played this game so many times before but this time I found myself getting excited. Susan straightened up looked me in the eye and allowed a shy and wicked smile to form on her lush and so sexy lips. Then turning around she bent over to adjust her shoes, which had the effect of pulling up the bottom of her dress showing me the tops of her thigh high stockings and her exposed thighs. I couldn't take my eyes off of Susan. Bending forward Susan's head was almost at her feet, which allowed the dress to go even higher until I could see her pink translucent panties. I could clearly see Susan's vagina and a small but spreading stain that could only be her wetness. I think I allowed a small moan to seep from my lips. I never noticed that Susan was looking at me, upside down. My mind was in chaos, I did not know what was happening. I have see Susan totally undressed and in various forms of undress for almost all of my life and nothing like this had ever happened before. I could not help myself as I slowly watched the little stain spread across the crotch of her panties. I may have licked my lips I'm not sure. I was like a doe caught in headlights I could not move or turn away. I felt a small river of wetness spreading its' way down the crotch of my own panties. Susan taking the game a step higher slowly allowed her right hand to caress her right ankle and then ever so slowly bring it upwards. I was totally mesmerized like a cobra watching the flute move backwards and forwards not knowing whether to strike or just follow. I just followed her hand until it reached the junction of her thighs. Slowly Susan spread her legs. Then using her index finger she outlined the outer lips of her vagina. She was painting her sex with the wetness of her desire. Her panties were so wet and so thin that it was like she were wearing none at all. Reaching further back with her hand she let her index finger find the crack of her ass and then slowly bring it forward until it started to part first her outer vagina lips and then her inner ones. As her finger made contact with her clitoris I heard her gasp and then watch as her finger slow danced to a beat only she heard. Somehow on its own, my hand had found it way to my vagina as well. God I was wet. I could feel the wetness as it flowed down my thighs. I tried to match Susan's beat with my finger but I found myself going faster and had to force myself to slow down. It was difficult. Susan and I were not virgins. We had compared notes on the boys we had and all of the details of the sex involved. We even shared fantasies, but nothing like this. Like a moth to a flame I was drawn forward towards Susan. Somewhere along the way I had removed my hand from my pussy and now both of my hands were outstretched ready to caress my best friend's ass. Then I made contact. It was almost like electricity moving between us as my hands caressed her butt. I dropped to my knees never releasing my hold on her. I was looking at my best friend's vagina as she slowly masturbated. My nose was just a few inches away and I could smell her desire and feel her heat on my face. I don't know why but I blew a gentle breath of air on her soaked pussy and watched as she shuddered and moaned. I was enthralled. I started to use my face to caress her ass as my hands moved up and down her legs. I parted my lips and allowed my tongue to taste her silky ass cheeks as my head moved over her delicious butt. Then I started to bite gently, more like playful nips then bites. I bit everywhere, and as I did Susan became more vocal with sighs and moans of passion. I reached up and yanked Susan's panties down in one quick move. Turning her by force I then pushed her forward until she fell across my bed. I wasted no time in allowing my tongue to lick every square inch of that soft womanly ass, with a few nips of my teeth thrown in to keep her off balance. Then I used my tongue and worked it into her ass crack as I pried open her cheeks with the movement of my head. Then using my hands I pulled open that wonderful ass and exposed her ass hole and cunt to my view. It was all soaked with her pussy juice, everything glistened. I pursed my lips and blew moving my head up and down as I directed air from one end of her crack to the other. Susan could not hold still and was bouncing around the bed not knowing whether to get closer to my breath or retreat from it. Then I stopped blowing. Moving slightly upwards I let my tongue touch the top of Susan's ass crack. Then very slowly I started making small circles with my tongue and started to move downwards at the same time. Very slowly I moved and as I got closer to her ass hole she started to push her ass towards my face. Then I felt the slight ridges of her puckered ass hole as I allowed my tongue to dance around it. I even attempted to bite that wonderful rosebud but I was unable to. Then I started flick my tongue rapidly across that mysterious opening and then Susan pushed back in one motion and my tongue was thrust inwards. She was impaled upon my tongue. Always being one to take advantage of a situation I started to move my tongue around like a drill bit on a Texas oil well, and then to move it backwards and forward like a jackhammer. I think if my hands were not firmly on Susan's ass I would have been thrown off as she was dancing all over my bed. The more I moved my tongue around the more her sphincter relaxed allowing me to reach even further up her ass. Moving my hands on Susan's ass I was able to spread her even further apart, then with a yank of my head I looked at her cunt and envisioned an erupting volcano and lava running downward. Then I spotted her clitoris which stood proudly as any hard dick I have ever encountered and without thinking I fastened my lips around it, sucked it inwards and then started to beat it to death with my tongue. I was lost in a passion I had never experienced before. I came at the same time as Susan and just as intensely without anyone or anything touching myself. I could not have screamed as loudly as she did as my mouth was full of her but it was close. As I slowly slipped backwards to the floor she slipped from the bed and we ended up side by side on the floor. We folded into each other's arms like it was something we did all of the time, and as Susan gently kissed my lips I thought I heard a door gently close before I gave up consciousness. To Be Continued... Mama Told Me Ch. 2 "Justine! Justine!" I cry to myself as I head back towards my bedroom. My only daughter and the only string I have left of my departed wife. "Where did I fail you my love? What could I have done to prevent you from the path you have taken? Should I have remarried, would that had helped?" Questions and more questions as I fall upon my bed, I feel like such a failure as I review all that I have seen and been witness to: My beautiful Justine a lesbian! Not being a religious man I have no one to turn to. I cry and as the tears flow down my cheeks I realize that I have an erection and feel even more miserable. "What kind of monster am I?" I whisper to myself before I slowly fall asleep to escape the agony that I have witnessed. * * * * * Slowly I awaken and I look at Susan's eyes as she looks at me. "Justine you are so wild," Susan informs me. "I never dreamed that would happen. I was just playing and trying to figure out what would turn someone on in that situation. As I watched your eyes I knew that I was doing the right thing and at the same time I was getting turned on as well. And then you attacked me and tried to eat me alive! Whew, that was truly an awesome experience. Have you ever done that before? I mean being with a woman?" "Susan you ding dong," I shout at her. "You know me better then I know myself and you have been with me most of my life where in the hell do you think I would have the time or inclination to do anything with a woman. You know everything I have ever done with boys, I have never held back on you. "Today was just different. I don't know what happened, it just happened. It was the first time for me, and the first time that I have ever climaxed without being touched. It was indeed truly an awesome experience!" "Can we do it again?" Susan asks. "Well I don't think we will ever top that first time, but yes we can do it again," replies Justine as she pulls her friend closer and kisses her gently on the lips. As lips touch hands start to explore each other. "Lets get out of the clothes," Susan suggests. "Sounds like a plan to me," Justine responds and starts to help her friend out of her clothes. Then shortly afterwards both are undressed and on the bed. Once again lips touch but this time breasts, bellies, groins and legs touch as well. Hands dance up and down on each other's backs as lips part and tongues meet and start to dance. This time Susan takes the lead and pushes Justine on her back as her tongue fences with Justine's. Removing her lips from Justine's, Susan traces her friends jaw line with her tongue and then moves up to an ear. As her tongue travels over Justine's ear and down her neck, Susan's hands are busy playing with Justine's breasts. Then Susan's mouth finds Justine's right breast and swallows it whole as it is just a wonderful mouthful and at the same time she flicks her tongue over the erect nipple. Justine pulls her friend's head closer to her breast as Susan allows her left hand to travel up and down Justine's body feeling muscles dance under her touch. Moving to Justine's left breast to continue her feast she allows her left hand to find its' way to Justine's womanhood. Justine's clitoris is hot and hard which makes it easy to find and manipulate and Susan does. Justine moans and rocks to the beat that Susan conducts. As Susan moves her head downwards Justine reaches out and pulls Susan's lower body upwards. Susan understands and like synchronized swimmers moving together they find themselves in that universal 69 position that the French love so much. As mouths find each other's clitorises and as hands travel wherever they want to it is just a few minutes till both are climaxing together. Justine unravels herself from Susan and taking the superior position they lie groin to groin as Justine kisses her dearest friend. It is only a moment till clitorises find each other and once again they climax together. Falling over beside her friend, Justine pulls Susan's wonderfully soft body next to hers and kisses her cheek saying, "That was truly delightful." "Hmmmmmmm," Susan moans, "it was amazing too. I wonder what your dad thought about it all?" Justine is in that wonderful lull that follows good sex and didn't understand her friend's question. Then jerking up with a start she looks at Susan and ask, "Say What?" "You heard me. Your dad was outside of the door when we were playing the first time. He watched as you devoured me," Susan responded simply and plainly. "Why didn't you say something?" Justine asks. "He was as turned on as you were," Susan replied. Justine looking angrily at her friend and asks, "And just how could you tell?" Susan looking sweetly at Justine replies, "By the big tent in his pants. Your daddy is hung like a horse if my eyes weren't deceiving me." "Oh Shit," Justine reacts, "What are we going to do? I don't think he has had a girlfriend since mom died, and that has been years. Out of the two of them I think he was kinda the slower one in sex. Damn! Damn! Double Damn!" "Justine my love," Susan looks at her best friend and pulls her closer and whispers in her ear, "maybe we could seduce him?" "Are you fucking crazy?" Justine retorts. "No. You dad has a hard dick. And it is as big as a horse. And a dick is a dick and a horse is a horse, but your daddy has a horse's dick and I want to play with it of course," laughing Susan replies. "Really big?" Justine asks quietly. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," moans Susan in reply, "BIG!" "How are we going to do this?" Justine hesitantly asks. "Follow me," Susan states as she gets out of bed and heads towards the door. To Be Continued... Mama Told Me Ch. 3 Susan and Justine look into the partially opened doorway into Justine's father's room. They find him asleep, or most of him asleep. There is one part of him that is awake and it looks like it will burst through his pants. The girls look at each other and then at the covered dick and when they look up at each other again both mouth the word, "BIG!" Justine looks at her friend and raises both arms in the air with palms up. Susan smiles at her friend and works a hand between her legs. Removing her hand Justine can see that it is very wet with Susan's vaginal secretions. Crawling up on the bed Susan starts to move her wet finger under his nose and they almost laugh out loud as the nose crinkles and starts to move. There is a small moan as some unforgotten memory kicks in and his tongue slips out of his mouth to explore. Susan being ever so helpful moves her finger to his tongue and he licks it clean. Then she wets her finger again from the same well and allows him to suck on it. Justine meanwhile has been eyeing the bulge in her father's pants, if anything it has grown bigger and a wet stain has started to grow from the end of it. Throwing caution to the wind she reaches out and unlatches her father's pants and unzips them. With a little difficulty she has his horse's dick freed at last and it stands truly tall. Both she and Susan stare at this monstrosity. It takes both of Justine's hands to encircle it. To Justine it feels like holding the end of a baseball bat that has come alive, and it feels good. Almost reading Justine's thoughts Susan mouths the words, "Batter Up?" And Justine motions for Susan to take the plate. Smiling Susan swings her legs over the sleeping man and with the help of Justine they both heft the living bat up into position. Then Susan swings and it is a home run as she slides down the bat until there is nothing left. Justine watches in amazement as her friend's mouth opens and her eyes roll back into her head, but her father remains asleep. Then ever so slowly Susan starts to rock back and forth. Placing her hands on his chest Susan starts to rise and fall as well. Faster and longer the strokes and Justine stares in amazement at how high Susan can go and still retain her grip on that "bat." Justine's father was dreaming about baseball of all things. How strange he had not thought about baseball in years but he knew he was dreaming and it was about baseball. He was up to bat and as he held the bat it became part of him. As he was warming up swinging the bat back and forth prior to coming up to home plate it begin to throb. Walking up to home plate he dug his cleats in and looked at the pitcher. Damn if the pitcher didn't look like Justine, and she was naked! Justine wound up her pitching arm and threw. "Strike One," the umpired called. Shit, he never saw it. Digging his cleats in the dirt, hitting his helmet to make sure it was on and gripping his bat ever harder he looked at the pitcher and thought just how beautiful his daughter was. But she was not going to throw him out. Justine wound up again and threw. This time he did make contact with the ball. Up and up the ball sailed, it looked like it was going out of the park but it curved in the infield before it hit the stands. "Foul Ball," cried the umpire. Holding up fingers he signaled 2 and 0. "Your out of here big boy," Justine the pitcher called to him as she released the ball. He felt the bat throb in his hand as he watched the ball come to him. Swinging with all of his might he made contact with the ball and watched as it flew out of the park. A strange thing happened before the ball left, it changed into Justine's friend Susan and she was screaming as she flew away. Then he awoke and Susan was riding him screaming. Then his balls emptied as he climaxed and shot his jism into her warm, wet and snug vagina. He too was screaming as he felt his semen erupt. It had been too long. "Way to go Daddy," Justine screamed, "Home Run Big Boy!" He looked at his daughter and she was naked. She was even more beautiful in person. She fell into his arms and kissed him. Not a fatherly kiss either but he didn't mind. He knew his daughter loved him and everything would work out okay. Somewhere he knew his wife was smiling. To Be Continued...