0 comments/ 420432 views/ 9 favorites Fucking Janet's Mom Ch. 1 By: trojanman During my lifetime, I had had the pleasure of fucking TWO daughters AND their mothers. The experiences I write about are all true. You ask, why does this happen? Probably because I have a shy twinkle in my eye. I can sense a horny woman. I believe in the inner beauty of every woman, and the need to give themselves to their men. It was about 85 degrees, slightly humid, which is a typical mid-July day in Connecticut. Janet had asked me to drive out for a cookout at her parents' home in Farmington. Dress for the day………shorts and swim gear. Because of what had happened several weeks earlier between her mother and me, I was a little hesitant to go. However, the thought of the cool water in their pool quickly changed my mind. I arrived at 1:00 P.M.. You couldn't have asked for a better day. The sky was a deep blue, with marshmellow clouds drifting by. It was hot, but a cool breeze was blowing. An ideal summer day, indeed. To my surprise, Janet and her dad weren't there. Agnes greeted me out by the pool. "Peter, sweet, how are you doing"? I told her I was fine, a bit warm from the heat of the day, but would like to know where Janet was. Agnes shrugged her shoulders and said that she had gone with her father to get some steaks for the grill. Meantime, Agnes said to change in the cabana and cool off until she returned. Agnes was wearing white shorts. They were so tight, they revealed her cunt line, as well as a good definition of her buttocks. She had on a blue blouse, wrapped around and tied in a knot. Not only did this reveal her midrift but I could see the swelling of her tits…………all in a pleasing, teasing manner. She went to the other cabana to change into her swim suit. About ten minutes later, Agnes returned. She had on a sheer white coverup over a lime green two piece bikini. The outline of her body was clearly evident through the sheerness of her jacket. This woman was in her mid-forties, but her body showed she worked out, to keep her body in shape. She had red hair and no lines were evident in her face. She always wore conservative makeup and jewelry. Agnes had firm supple shoulders and no flab in her arms. She had a "knockout" body, somewhat like her daughters, with firm pointed tits, nipples about ¾ inch long when hard………..a nicely tapered waist and just slightly larger hips. From the waist down, she had shaved all her pubic hair. Her cunt sat high, and not hidden, like most women had. She had a sumptuous layering of pussy lips, in a very delicate color, not bright red, but more of a subtle off-pink. Her legs were firm, muscular but feminine, with brightly painted toenails. I always envision her giving my penis a foot job, with those delectable feet wrapped around my cock. Just watching those pretty nails and toes rubbing my dick up and down always make me shoot my load of cum all over her. Agnes sat down on the chaise lounge and removed her coverup. I was more than slightly aroused, so I jumped in the pool to cover my growing, blood laden cock. The water was cool, but warm when the sun came out from behind the clouds. We made small talk when I turned at the end of a lap. On one of my last laps, I noticed a change. Agnes had somehow removed her bikini top and bottom, but had left the sheer coverup on. I immediately became hard, seeing all of her body thru the sheer top. The cool breeze had brought her nipples to a full standing erection. On my next lap, I noticed that she had become more erotic. Even though a man's penis shrinks in cool water, what she was showing me now caused mine to become rock hard. Agnes had moved slightly forward on the lounge cushion. She had positioned herself to raise her knees in the air, her feet on the cushion, which spread her legs apart. She was using her hands to hold her calves in place. A position every man loves to see a woman in………..a subtle hint……….an invitation I could not refuse. As I climbed out of the pool and walked over to her, Agnes spoke, "Peter, I want to be your whore and make you happy to shove your cock in my pussy. I want you to fuck me, and I want you to fuck me now, with that trojan dick of yours. I love you and I want to be your slut cunt". There was NO hiding my erection. It didn't bother me because she had already seen it when she milked my cock with her mouth a few weeks ago. I walked toward her, pulling down my trunks, revealing my hot and swollen member. I was twenty years younger than Agnes, which did not seem to matter as we entered the beginning of the fucking ritual. Her vagina had clearly swollen wide open now without any manual stimulation. Professing the sight of that willing pussy to accept my huge gift, I moved closer to her. She stood up from the chaise, just as the sun, hidden behind a cloud, popped out and bathed us with the warmth of the rays. We both embraced, wrapping arms around each other, kissing and exchanging delightful flickering of our tongues. Such a continental sophisticated way of kissing and we both LOVED it. I looked deep and truthfully into her eyes. "I love you Agnes, and I have ever since we made love in your bedroom". She said that she was unhappy with her husband's lovemaking. She wanted to be my whore. She would spread her legs for me upon demand and upon her seductive willingness when she felt the need. She also said, "I want to make you happy, and satisfy any desires you have for me I love you too". We caressed in a full sexual embrace. My hands slid to her waist...the sun was feeling a bit warm now, as the heat of it dried the water on my back. My knees bent slightly, as I knelt down, nibbling, kissing, suckling her perfumed breasts, marveling at her large nipples. The smooth slightly brown aureoles, not bumpy, but now with hard and jutting nipples. Her hands were on my penis, pushing back the foreskin, to reveal a pink hard cock tip, swollen to twice its normal size. To Be Continued... Fucking Janet's Mom Ch. 2 I continued my tongue travel down her body, swirling her belly button (she had an innie), and going right to the pleasure pot...her womanhood. The vagina had become enlarged. As I licked her hood, it opened up (just like Janet's). I proceeded to give her clitoris a treat to make it hard and willing to accept me. Agnes was beginning to moan and sigh...the sigh every woman makes when she is aroused. I know it wouldn't be much longer, but I had another treat for her. I said, "Agnes, I love you and I want to give you an experience not too many woman get from their lovers." She replied, "Take my body, and do anything you want. Rape me, fuck me...have your way with me. I submit to your passion and love." Upon hearing that, I had her turn around and bend over. "YES COCKMASTER." I had her bend forward and hold tight to the back part of the chaise. As she did this, I went down completely on my knees. I proceeded to run my tongue from her ankles, up her calf, and to her asshole. AGNES WAS REALLY BEING TURNED ON. I could feel it. My tongue darted around and around the rim of her ass, then I put in and out of her hole (something I love to do). Around and around he goes, where he stops, only she knows. After about five minutes of this sheer delight, both of us were wild with passion. I raised myself up to mount her. I was aware of the sun beating down on us, and even the birds were softly chirping. The pine trees were whispering their song of love to us, as they bent to and fro in the afternoon breezes. As I stood up, I was sobbing in the ecstasy of my love for her. She was saying, "Peter, I love you and I want you to live me NOW. I want you and I to orgasm together." I was ready to mount my blood gorged shaft in her, but paused momentarily to secure a condom. Agnes said, "don't worry hon, I can't get pregnant. I want to feel your meat in my love tunnel." I said, "that's wonderful of you. I really didn't want to use one. Only the big boys go bareback riding...and I love to ride bareback." Agnes was trembling as she said, "fuck me NOW and hard and as hard as you can. Shove that cock was up my cunt, and just bang the hell out of it. Get it in as far and as deep and as long as you want. TAKE ME ...TAKE ME...FUCK IT...FUCK IT" We started pumping each other, hard and fast, hard and fast... We were fucking each other, fast and passionately, both screaming in ecstasy (which you could do being out in the secluded woods). Pumping furiously, my cock was totally enraged. There were strokes where I would totally put my cock out, and then slam it completely in, all the way up to my pubic bone. When I did this, she would absolutely scream and scream, moaning, "rape me, rape me, I love you." I replied, "be my whore...I love you...I want to fuck you and make you happy. I want to make you feel like a real woman. You're my slut. I love you." As soon as I muttered this to her, we orgasmed simultaneously, my cock buried inside her tunnel. Spitting out the sperm, milky white and hot for her. She was holding my cock inside her, with her vaginal lips, then letting the train out of the tunnel, to its next stop. In spite of the intense orgasm, I was still hard. Agnes then turned around and we embraced, kissed and cooed in each others ears. I asked her if she would like to get fucked in the ass. She said, "I have never done it there before, but you are my COCKMASTER, and I'll try to make you happy." I had her turn around again and bend over, grasping her supple ankles with her hands. As she did this, I told her I needed to stimulate her opening. I put some suntan lotion on my middle finger, and inserted it in her asshole. She gasped slightly. I knew I had to get the outer ring to relax, so I just slid my finger in and out, until she begged for my cock. I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy to get it wet with our cum juices, and slowly started easing the head of my cock in her stretched hole. When I felt the ring relax and her asshole accepted me, I rammed my cock in. She cried and screamed over that huge, thick penis in her really small hole. Agnes kept crying for more and more. We pumped and pumped. She shouted "stretch it, stretch it. I love it. Yes YES!!" Just then I heard a car horn sound. I pulled out of her and, with two hands, grabbed each ass cheek with my hands, and pushed her in the pool. I bent over, still with my flaming hardon, grabbed our suits, and jumped into the pool. Agnes did the quick change again, put her suit on, just as her husband Alan, and Janet came around the corner in the car, and pulled to a stop. They got out of the car, came over, and exchanged pleasantries. Janet asked us how the water. We both said the water was fine and to come on in. - The End - P.S. I later found out...the horn honking was a little signal Alan and Agnes had prearranged, to let her know he was back. It seems Alan was willing to put up with his sexual shortcomings and let Agnes know...if she was fucking a guy, to get her clothes on before he pulled into the driveway.