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My Son's Girl

By: geronimo_appleby



I've done something appalling, something that I have tried to stop doing but can't. No matter how severely I berate myself with a vow never to repeat my actions in moments of remorse, I can't resist such an overwhelming power. It's not lust; lust is such a puny word when I compare it to the wash of sheer, irresistible craving that I feel. 

Ha! Lust, desire, wanting? Pathetic words, meaningless words that convey absolutely nothing of the intensity and depth of whatever this emotion is that I'm gripped by.

I'm a pathetic man, a weak man. Like I said, I've done something utterly deplorable and when I'm found out... as I'm sure to be; it beggars my imagination to know how things will turn out.

I suppose you want to know... you want to know what I've done that has led me to ride this emotional roller coaster. Because that's exactly what it is, a huge sway of emotion from one end of the spectrum to the other. One minute I'm in the depths of despair, almost broken by the guilt and I swear not to repeat my mistake, and the next I'm sailing on a wave of euphoria. I make all kinds of deals with God if He'd only lead me from this temptation... but of course, when that temptation is staring me full on in the face... when Adriana is wriggling her lithe, sensuous body inches away from me as she taunts me with her slightly slanted, exotic, Eastern European eyes... How can I resist?

The problem isn't Adriana per se; it's the connection (no pun intended) between us that's the issue. I'm in my forties; I've been a widower for seven years. Adriana is nineteen; no problem there you probably think, but the thing is Adriana is my son's girlfriend. 

Fucking your son's girlfriend isn't the best moral choice anyone can make. Fucking your son's girlfriend is bound to end in carnage. Fucking your son's girlfriend is probably one of the lowest things a man can do. I know this, I know all of this and more on a logical, clear thinking level, but if you could see the look on the beautiful girl's face as I slide my cock into her; if you could hear her moan; if you could just see her, hear her...smell her. 

Jesus!

OK, what got me into this predicament? Porn that's what, good old simple pornography. 

I first discovered porn in the late seventies. I found my old man's stash of videos and sat mesmerised, my eyes - and cock - bulging as I stared at what became my old favourites. The antics of a (young) Ron Jeremy, Seka, Vanessa Del Rio and of course the legendary John Holmes, sent a thrill of hugely illicit pleasure through my body. The residue of that feeling, the taboo, forbidden nature of what I was watching and doing has stayed with me throughout the intervening years. When my wife passed away I went through a long period of celibacy, but as the shock of her loss ...dwindled, I found masturbating while watching some of my old favourites best alleviated the newly blossoming sexual urges I experienced.

I built up a minor collection of DVD's over a period of months and years. I had one or two girlfriends and visited the occasional professional lady, but I kept going back to the simplicity of my porn stash. It was one of my masturbatory soirees that led to my son's girlfriend Adriana, catching me mid-wank.

I was having a day off. My son had gone to work and I thought that I had the house to myself. I was all set. The video was playing and I had a whole day stretching ahead with no one to disturb my time. Perfect.

I was sat in my armchair watching one of the old Color Climax flicks from the seventies. My cock was huge in my fist and I was close to shooting my load. I was just in the process of using the fantastic technological innovation of jumping between selected frames – thank God for DVD, in the old days of video it was a huge problem over how to time the favourite bit of the film with your ejaculation (yeah, you know what I'm talking about guys) - just as I was about to come I had a weird feeling as though I was being watched. Now, if you've got your cock in your fist and you're watching porn, you're very sensitive to any subtle atmospheric changes in the environment. I had that strange feeling and I looked up and to my left, towards the living room door, and with a huge jolt of disbelief I saw Adriana watching me.

There was nothing I could do. I'd been caught bang to rights. The hideous soundtrack played on as I stared at Adriana as she stared back at me. My cock was huge in my fist, but my orgasm had been rudely interrupted. 

Half a dozen scenarios played through my mind all at once.

It wasn't real, I was imagining this ...I hadn't just been caught pulling my cock by my son's girlfriend.

She wouldn't say a word. We could have a cup of tea and talk. I'd explain, I needed sex, everyone masturbated, and I missed my wife...

Adriana would soon turn and run from the room in horror. She'd tell my son what she'd seen...

...Oh God, the humiliation... What could I do?

I probably ran through every possibility of what could happen with the sole exception of what actually did.

Adriana is a stunning girl. She is, to my mind at least, easily identifiable as typically Eastern European to look at. There's just an indefinable 'something' about women from the former Soviet Satellite states. I don't know what it is, but I can just tell by looking.

Adriana is a tall, slim girl with an exquisite figure. She's very, very pretty and has long legs topped by a beautifully sculpted arse. She wore the current style of clothes so typical of today's Modern Miss. Hipster jeans that complimented her beautifully and showed off her taut, flat tummy. Her lower back was decorated with the ubiquitous, tribal tattoo that all the girls are showing off to the maximum these days. She never openly flaunted her body, but Adriana seemed to know how to display it to the fullest advantage, and her small, round breasts always appeared tight and firm, neatly covered by some type of clinging tshirt. 

Adriana looked at me through those exotic, Asiatic eyes of hers for a time as she surveyed me from the doorway. She smiled the most sly, mischievous, blatantly wicked smile I've ever seen decorate a woman's face and I just sat there with my cock slowly wilting in my hand, too stunned to move. Adriana moved towards me in that sinuous way that some women have of walking. I've always loved the way the girls walk, it's a kind of hypnotic swaying of the hips that holds my attention and perfectly focuses my mind.

I couldn't make sense of what was happening. Why was she smiling like that? Why was she coming into the room rather than running away in hysterics?

As she approached, Adriana pulled the large, man's tshirt she was wearing over her head. I briefly recognised it as one of my son's, but soon forgot about the garment when I saw Adriana's body naked for the first time. Oh my God, she was stunning. I'm sure my mouth just hung open in slack jawed amazement. My brain still hadn't caught up with events and I continued to sit as still as a statue as though Adriana had cast some kind of magic spell over me. Which in a way she had, I was definitely hypnotised by the junction of Adriana's thighs. Her plump vulva looked positively edible and the thin strip of precisely razored pubic hair made my previously wilted cock twitch with renewed interest.

'You're a bad man,' Adriana whispered quietly. The shock of her accented statement sent an arterial burst of excitement through me as I began to recover my senses.

'How long...?' I croaked. '...I cleared my throat and continued, 'How long have you been watching?'

'Long enough,' Adriana said and fixed me with those disconcerting eyes. 'I watched you... like this.' She made the universal jerking off gesture with her fist and rolled her eyes. 'To see that... it makes me sexy.'

I had always found Adriana's voice, accent and the fragmented delivery of her spoken English to be very sexy, but since she was my son's girlfriend the thought had never developed much more that the realisation. Now she was naked in front of me and was admitting quite clearly that watching me wank turned her on. Also, the signals were as clear as she could make them about what she wanted; by the way she flagrantly exposed herself to me when she pulled off the tshirt she'd been wearing.

'Feel me,' Adriana urged and made her meaning plain by moving her feet wider apart and offering her sex to me. 

Fucking hell,' I whispered almost to myself when I felt the slippery skin between Adriana's firm thighs. Her labia were positively gooey with the syrup that was dribbling from her body. I fingered the loose folds of Adriana's labia for a few moments and then smeared a little of her juice over the stiff tip of her clitoris. As soon as my finger touched her button, Adriana gasped. She muttered something in Polish and took hold of my wrist. She virtually forced my fingers into her opening and I took the hint and fingered her firmly.

My cock was erect in seconds, something Adriana noticed immediately. She moved very quickly and straddled me while I sat in the chair, her knees either side of my hips. With no further foreplay she simply took hold of my shaft and pushed the head of my cock against her opening. She manoeuvred her hips slowly until I was on target and then just sank down onto my cock. I was balls deep in an instant and found myself with Adriana's tightly clenching cunt around my cock and her lovely breasts inches from my face.

I did the only thing I could do. With no thought whatsoever about the morality of what I was doing, of how deplorable it was to stick my cock into the delectable body of my son's girlfriend, I gripped the firm cheeks of Adriana's buttocks and began to lift and lower her up and down my shaft. Adriana got into the rhythm and was soon slamming her body up and down on my cock with vigorous abandon. She was panting and sighing, her face buried in my neck and I could smell the faded scent of her perfume as she muttered phrases of desire and lust in Polish.

As we grew more and more excited our fucking became frantic. We kissed hungrily as though desperate to devour each other. Adriana's tongue was wriggling wildly in my mouth as she moaned and groaned with the intensity of her pleasure. On occasion she would offer her tits to me for my attention by cupping the little beauties in her palms and almost stuffing her flesh into my mouth. 

I was getting close to the point of no return and could feel my semen threaten. I had a brief thought about the consequences of coming inside the girl, but there was no way I was going to pull her off my cock. I was too far gone to care and threw caution to the wind in a huge moment of insanity. 

'Adriana... I'm... ...Fuck.' I could only mutter briefly as my spunk surged from me.

She became a wildcat when she realised I was coming. She was using her fingers to manipulate her clit as we'd been fucking and I think my climax triggered hers. Adriana grunted hugely and bent her head into my shoulder. I felt her shudder and then felt the sting of her teeth as she bit into my shoulder.

The pain meant nothing as I gripped Adriana's buttocks and held her on my spurting cock. I knew I'd be gushing a lot of spunk into the girl as I'm quite a heavy cummer, and I'd been interrupted earlier on when I was scant seconds from my climax. 

The build up of my excitement from my earlier wanking session combined with the heated fuck with Adriana meant that I was extraordinarily aroused and it felt as though I would never stop coming. My climax was intense in spite of the brevity of our coupling and I think it was the same for my nubile lover.

Adriana slumped against my chest as her own orgasm petered out. She kissed me lazily and then purred as she basked in the pleasure of her release.

'What have we done?' she asked quietly as she lay against me. My cock shrivelled and plopped wetly from her body as though it too was questioning our morality. 'I was just so excited to see you...' Adriana began her explanation as though trying to make sense of what had just happened, As though by voicing her actions she could better understand the feelings and emotions that had led her to sit on my lap and fuck me.

I was immediately troubled by her words. Was she feeling guilty? Would she confess to my son? I had no idea what the girl was thinking; I didn't really know her that well.

'I want to do it again,' Adriana's words startled me.

'What?' I asked in disbelief.

'To fuck... I want to fuck again. ...Now!'

Adriana climbed out of my lap and stood looking down at me. She turned and walked out of the room. I watched her gorgeous bottom as she wiggled away from me and I admit that the sight of that peach of a derriere made me horny in an instant. All thought and feeling of guilt vanished into the ether and I hastily followed Adriana upstairs.

I found her on my bed, legs wide and with her fingers busy at her cum filled sex.

'Come here,' she giggled and crooked her finger at me.

A few seconds later I had Adriana's exquisitely wriggling tongue busy on my cock. She was a demon as she slurped and slobbered over my cock. She spoke constantly in Polish as she murmured endearments and kissed the tip tenderly from time to time and sucked on me like a well practiced whore.

'I love to taste your cock,' Adriana said in one of her English moments. 'Thick cock, I love it.' She returned to the task in hand and I noticed her cheeks were smeared with the juice from my cock. I looked upwards to thank my lucky stars, I couldn't believe my luck; I had a nineteen year old beauty sucking on me. I tried to commit it all to memory, every detail of her superbly lithe, athletic body. How her pretty face was distorted by the evil intrusion of my thick cock as she devoured my length gamely.

I was on the verge of filling Adriana's mouth with my second load when she must have realised and let my big dick slip from between her lips.

'You lick my cunt, please?' Adriana rolled onto her back and exposed her slippery, pink opening to me.

I returned the compliment by tonguing at Adriana's hard clit and pushing my fingers deep into her cum soaked core. I fingered her vigorously in the way she seemed to favour, She might have given me the impression she was a sensitive female under normal circumstances, but Adriana was a woman who like her sex rough, or at least she did that morning.

I fucked the young beauty again very soon after she'd climaxed intensely on my face. The rolling wave of her orgasm seemed to last for an age as one climax was followed quickly by another, and then another. 

We began in the missionary position and found that she loved to kiss with abandon while she fucked. I was soon pounding at her slender body as Adriana hooked her legs over my shoulders. The angle of my thrusting and the ferocity of my fucking had the girl grunting and squealing as she tried to force more of my cock into her body. I had never experienced such a savage fucking before in my life, Adriana was writhing beneath me and clawing wildly at the bed as we rutted and rolled together.

The second time I poured my seed into Adriana's welcoming body I had her on all fours and was fucking her like an animal. I had been holding her twisting, frantically bucking hips tightly when I felt myself go and was crouched low over Adriana's long, slim, delicately contoured back as my seed spurted into her again. I held her around her waist with one hand so that she didn't writhe away from my spitting cock and with the other hand I mauled at her tight tits roughly.

Adriana lay back on the bed when we finally collapsed into the ruin of the rumpled and stained sheets. I looked at her as she lay completely unashamedly with her legs wide apart and my goo trickling along the crack of her arse.

'We will fuck more, yes?' Adriana questioned in her broken English, and I nodded my head eagerly. I'd be more than happy to fuck such a delectable creature again, whenever she wanted, I was hooked.

Of course that was the first day. Now, weeks later I'm having awful regrets. Adriana has become a drug to me, I'm addicted and I can't give her up. We've taken some huge risks, reckless chances that were only seconds away from us being discovered and of course this has only heightened my desire for the girl.

We had one weekend to ourselves, totally free from any possibility of my son catching us when he went to Prague on a stag weekend with his mates. Adriana spent the two nights with me in my bed and it was just incredible. Her appetite for sex is voracious and she gave me the sublime pleasure of wearing lingerie for me. She had taken time with her make up and looked fantastic. I couldn't believe my eyes when she posed for me in her finery and of course I ravished her completely.

Adriana showed a propensity for more kinky sex when she insisted she tied me to the bed. I was willing, very willing and was extremely excited by the fact that Adriana was wearing the complete ensemble of basque, stockings and wickedly spiked heels when she bound me to the headboard. She then teased me without mercy for what seemed like hours by using first her fingers and then a thick rubber cock to wank with.

She tormented me by slowly licking the length of my shaft and getting me all excited before leaving me high and dry. She would then use the thick, obscene looking dildo to bring herself to a loud, squelching climax. 

The sights and sounds of that evening will stay with me forever. Adriana's body was amazing in that lingerie, and the way her pretty features contorted when she came... Well, I was close to spurting my goo over my chest and belly I was so aroused and she'd hardly touched me. 

When Adriana finally squatted over my prostrate form she teased me even more by holding the tip of my cock just inside her opening. She teased her clit for a few heavenly moments and then lowered her tight cunt onto my supremely excited penis. The sensation of her molten cunt sent me into orbit. The heat from inside her was incredible as her gooey, yet still tightly clenching body closed around my cock shaft. I felt my cock head push deep into Adriana's belly and I swear I felt her cervix butt against me. I sighed like a dying man and just let my spunk splurge thick and hot into her.

'That's it, baby,' Adriana whispered as I exploded into her, 'give me your cum, I love it, I can feel it spitting.'

Then she fell forward on top of me and kissed me as she came as well. I could feel Adriana tightening and loosening around my cock shaft, and I could only return her kiss eagerly as she sighed and moaned into my open mouth as we kissed.

As soon as Adriana had untied me I pushed her onto the bed. I was still big and hard and I wanted more of my European slut. 

'Fucking hell,' I only whispered when I saw the tops of Adriana's dark stockings smeared and spattered with the cum that had dribbled out of her. 

She looked so beautiful and so debauched lying there; long legs wide open as she offered her hot, pink sex to me again.

'You want more to fuck?' she asked with her awkward grammar. 'Use me,' she continued in a whisper, 'use my bad little cunt, and fuck me, please.'

I fell between her stained thighs and fucked into her again. Damn, this girl made me insatiable, I couldn't get enough of her and it seemed she couldn't get enough of me. I ploughed into Adriana like a pile driver, but the harder I fucked her the more she demanded from me. She looked up at me with fire and a challenge in her eyes, her teeth were clenched and the cords on her neck stood out with her frantic efforts to climax again.

Finally, after using what I assumed to are Polish obscenities, Adriana's whole body stiffened and she grunted massively as her orgasm broke. Of course the sounds of Adriana coming caused me to spurt inside her again. Of course by now I was spent, my spunk could only dribble from my cock and I rolled off my young lover panting and shiny with the sweat of my exertion.


My Son's Girl Friend



I'm about 52, my son is 24, home for the summer. His girl friend of about 6 weeks spent the night last night. When I got up to go to work she came walking out of the bathroom with a towel around her and a bra on. And I must say that she did have a set on her. I told them as I walked out the door for work that I had to see the doctor at 11:00 and would be home around 1 pm. That way I would not walk in on them. I left for work.

I pulled in the drive about 12:45, walked in the front door and called out Pat's name. No answer. Then called out Sue's name. No answer. They must have left. I walked into the living room and looked out at the pool. It is an above ground pool with a deck around it. On the deck was Pat. Sitting in a chair with Sue kneeling in front of him. I froze, all I could see was her hand moving up and down his cock. She was giving him a hand job, and from the look on his face she was doing a good job. I stood by the window and watched her for a few minutes. Then she took him into her mouth. Fuck...... What a sight. I thought of leaving but then I said. "Shit I might as well watch. They will never know." I stood and watched for about 10 minutes. Then I thought if I go into my room I could see better. So off I went.

I was standing by my bedroom window. I could see them both. Her head moving up and down as his cock moved in and out. I felt my cock and it was rock hard. I took off my things and just stood watching them and jacking off. I knew that they could not see me as long as I did not move. I was getting close to shooting off when Pat stood up. He held her head in his hands and was now fucking her face. I have done this a few times and know that it felt good. He was fucking her mouth like it was going to be his last time. I could see his balls slapping her chin as he fuck her face. Her mouth was open and I could see his cock go all the way in. She pulled back and told him to cum on her face. He then started to fuck her face harder. My hand was moving up and down as his cock went in and out. I felt I was going to cum. Pat stopped. 

"Turn around and bend over the chair. I'm going to fuck you like I have never fuck you before." Sue stood up and bent over the chair. I could see her tits as she bent over. She had her side to me and gave me a great few of her body. 

"Put a condom on and some K Y jelly. Remember the last time you fucked me. I hurt for a week. Please us some K Y." I watched him put a condom on and then some K Y. I watched as he pulled her shorts and panties to the side. His cock was about to go in. The look on Sue's face told me that he had started to push his cock in. Her face turned towards the window I was at. I was still jacking-off. Her mouth open and I knew that his cock was in her. 

"Oh yes.... Fuck me, Fuck me hard and deep. I can feel your cock in me. Now fuck me hard." Pat's hand held he hips. I could see his cock start in and then his hips hit her hips. Her ass made a sound as his hip hit her. A slapping sound. Slap, slap, slap. It sounded like a soft spanking. Sue's tits moved back and forth. With each push in I could hear Sue moan or groan. Her face was pushed into the seat and Pat was now fucking her hard. 

"Yes. Yes. Yes do it harder." This bitch could take a good fucking and ask for more. "When you cum do it on my face."

My hand was now flying up and down my cock. I was going to cum. I could hear a ringing sound in my ears. Then I heard it. The phone was ringing and they had to stop. 

"Yes hello. Yes this is Pat. Yes. Yes I know the place. Oh that, I just got out of the pool and I have not got my breath yet. Yes I can. In about one hour. Okay bye." Pat put down the phone and told Sue.

I have to go. My boss told me I had to fix a computer out in Parma and it has to be now. But I can still fuck you before I ........"

"No go, I'll want for you to come back. Let me take off that condom and kiss it before you leave." He pulled his cock out and she took off the condom. He let Sue kiss it and then she sucked it into her mouth. 

"I'll be thinking of you cock till you get back. Now go and I'll sleep." 

I got my things on and about the same time Pat was done I was acting like I was just walking in the front door. 

"Hi dad, I have to run out for a few. I'll be gone for about 3 hours. Have to fix a computer. Sue is in the back by the pool. I hope that she is dressed, you might like to yell before you go out, sorry." 

Pat walked out got in his car and was gone. I knew that it would be a least 3 hours. I was walking out the back to the pool. Sue was still sitting on the same chair that I saw her getting fucked in. Her shorts and blouse back on. 

"Hi Sue. Pat told me that you would be by the pool. Hot day today."

"Did Pat go." 

"Yes."

"Good. Mr. Hill would you care if I took a swim?"

"No go right on and take one. I might jump in with you." All I could do was look at her. I had just watched her getting fucked and the thought of seeing her in her bathing suit might be nice. She stood up and took off her blouse. Next came her bra. She just looked at me.

"Sue what are you doing?"

"Look Mr. Hill. I saw you standing at your window jacking off as Pat fucked me. You were watching us. And I thought that since you didn't cum and I didn't cum. Then we could both cum now."

What could I say. She was now starting to undress me as she knelt in front of me. I felt her hands on my belt. Then unbuttoning my shirt. She had just stated to pull my pants and shorts down. Her hand grabbed my cock. It was hard. 

"Could I suck it Mr. Hill?"

"That would be nice. I was watching you do that to Pat." I felt her lips kiss the tip. Then I saw her looking up at me. Her eyes blue. She gave me a smile and took me in her mouth. Her eyes still looking at me. They gave a look as if she was pleased with her self. Taking more of me in her mouth she started to jack me off. Her hand going up and down as her head went up and down. She now had her head bent so most of my cock was going in and out. Then it started. Her speed picked up and her mouth closed. Faster and faster she went. I was thinking that this cunt could give head. Her mouth came off my cock and she looked me in the eyes.

"Talk to me as I suck you off. I have a thing about that. I love to her a man tell me what he likes. What it feels like. Please...... Mr. Hill." What could I do.

I could see her mouth take my cock back in. It was so wet and hot in her mouth. As she was bobbing her head I felt my cock hit the back of her mouth.

"That's it Sue suck it. Suck my cock. I was watching you and Pat fucking. I was jacking-off as I watched. Your mouth feels good on my cock. I might cum in you mouth. NO..... I'll cum on your face. That's what you like, right?

I could see tears in her eyes. I was fucking her mouth so hard and deep I was bring tears to her eyes. I could feel her speed up. I knew that I was going to cum soon.

"Sue..... Would you like me to fuck you. Fuck you like a man could only do. Fuck you better then you have ever been fucked. Then I'll pull out and cum on your face, just the way you like it."

Her mouth came off my cock. Her eyes open and I could see more tears. "Yes Mr. Hill I would like that. But you must use a condom and K Y jelly. You know safe sex always." 

Sue stood up and I knelt down and started to undo her shorts. Damn did she have legs. I ran my hands up and down . Then I pulled her shorts down. I saw a pear of black lace panties. I could see no pussy hair. Just the way I like it.

"You shave. I like that. No hair to get in my mouth as I suck and lick you. Now for your panties." I put my hand on her hips and looked into her eyes. Her eyes were so blue. I could just about step into them. As I pulled her panties down I never stopped looking into her eyes. When they were down about 4 inches I bent forward to kiss the exposed skin. 

"So soft and smooth. You smell so nice. I'm going to get a kick out of eating you out. I pulled more and she came into view. I was just pulling back from kissing her when I saw it.

I looked up at her and then back down. My mouth just fell open. What the fuck. How could she. Did Pat know.

"You have a cock. But I saw Pat fucking you. Was he in your........?"

I was looking at a cock not a pussy. She or he had about 5" of cock. It was hard. And the first one that I have ever been that close to. Her hands came down to try to hide it. 

"Mr. Hill I thought you knew. You saw Pat fucking me. I thought you knew he was doing my ass. I thought you knew .I'm so sorry. Please I'll......"

I was still on my knees. I must say that I have thought of it. But never did it. I could not take my eyes off it. It was so how can I say it. "Pretty." So smooth looking. Small but other then that it looked like a cock. After looking more it was about 4 and 1/2 inches long. I put my hand on it and it felt soft. Then I put my hand around it. It was small. I could hide it in my hand. It must be about the size of two fingers wide. I bent it down and I could see the tip inside my closed hand. I looked up at her.....he..... what ever. With out thinking my tongue licked my upper lip. I knew that she knew what I was thinking. And I could not do it. 

"Way Mr. Hill, are you thinking what I think your thinking. I think you would like to try it. Do it. Take my cock. My she cock. My 4 and 3/8 inch clit into your mouth. That is what Pat calls it. My clit. Do it. And you will never forget it. You'll have me over ever night when your alone. Suck my clit. Feel my soft smooth cock." As she was talking she was pushing her hips forward and her hand was holding my head. The tip came to my lips.

I open my mouth and took my first cock in. The feeling was like nothing I ever felt before. It went all the way in. I had a cock in my mouth. And it felt great. I felt Sue's hips start to move. Back and forth, in and out. It was like some one sucking me but not me. It is hard to put into words. I could see it moving in and out. I could feel it going in and out. Then she started to fuck my mouth like I was fucking her some time ago. 

"Yes suck me. Suck my clit cock. Let Sue fuck your mouth. I'll be so good to you. Let me feel your lips on my she cock.... on my man clit. Now you know why woman love to suck cock. Come on, faster I'm going to cum. Should I do it in your mouth or on your face. Tell baby Sue what you want." 

I pull off fast and said "FACE." Then went back to sucking her.....him....it..... SUE.

Sue was holding my face. I was now able to look up at her. She was looking down at me. The thought of what I was doing hit me. Just a few minutes ago I was fucking her face and now she was doing the same to me. Her eyes still looking at me. A smile on her face. I knew it was going to happen. I was going to watch a cock shoot. I have never seen that. But then I never sucked a cock before this. Her hips just rocked back and forth. I felt great. I felt her balls hitting my chin from time to time. I could feel her breathing change. The look in her eyes told me that she was getting close. I felt her cock get just a little harder. I knew the time had come. She pull back, her cock sliding out of my mouth. 

"No do it in my mouth." I could not believe I said that. She pushed it back in. Her cock went all the way in. I felt her hands on my cheeks. Holding me. Then I felt the first push. It came out so hard. Then one more. Then more. I could not swallow. I felt like I was drinking from a water hose. I pulled back and she started to cum on my face. Some went down and I could see her shooting on me. I would say that she shot about four times what I do. And then she started to jack off. 

"Now...... Now." And more came out. Hitting my face and chin. She was jacking off onto my face like i have done to many woman. I always loved to watch myself cum on a lady's face. It felt great to watch it hit them. Now I knew how it felt to be that lady. And I liked it. It felt different. But I did enjoy it.

"I'm sorry Mr. Hill. I should have told you I shoot a lot. Most guys don't like it. But you........ I think you did like it. I did. Now that I have cum all over you, would you like it if I suck you till you shoot on my face. Or would you like to fuck me?" 

"Sue I would love to fuck you but I have to be back at work in 5 minutes. How about if we do this another day?"

Part two will come later...



My Son's Girl



There's more to come, much more, but I'm at my wits end. I can't see any resolution to the conflict that is sure to arise when, and it's inevitable that he will find out. When my son discovers what his Dad and girlfriend are up to...

Now, I've got to go. Adriana wants me to take her anally tonight. Something new for me and I just can't refuse.



My Son's Girlfriend



I take a drink from my bourbon and Coke as that night's host of Saturday Night Live says the obligatory goodbyes with the cast standing around doing their little love fest. I set the drink back down and look over at Janice lying curled up asleep on the couch beside me. 

"Janice. Wake up," I say to her and she doesn't move. I reach down and shake her leg.

"Jake home yet?" she mumbles, her eyes still closed and hands tucked under her head.

"No, but you go to bed. I'll sit up and wait for him."

"No, I'll stay up too," she mumbles and seems to fall back asleep.

I sigh and take another drink. The whiskey feels good going down my throat and into my belly. By this time of the night the drinks don't have much Coke in them anymore. I look down at Janice asleep on the couch in her long, fluffy robe with her legs sticking out, covered in her pajama bottoms. I remember a time when she would have just worn that robe and nothing underneath. It would drive me wild. I used to love to look at her legs. Now I'm almost glad she covers her body. She has let herself go. Her once incredibly, sexy legs are now chubby and her tight ass is now lumpy and soft. She gave up several years ago. 

I stand up and bend down over her. I shake her again. 

"Come on, Janice. You go to bed. You need to. I'll stay up," I say to her.

She stretches and flops over with her eyes barely open to look at me. "Help me up," she says and extends her arm. 

I grab her hand and help her to sit up. She moans and drops her legs off of the couch.

"All right. I'll go on up to bed," she says and then yawns. "But you give that boy hell when he gets home. I'll give him more in the morning."

She stands up and walks past me to the stairs. I watch her ascend the stairs, looking for something to remind me of that beautiful woman I fell in love with over twenty years ago, but see nothing. Not only does she not look the same she doesn't act the same. She doesn't care about anything. Life is passing her by and she doesn't care. 

"Good night," she mumbles from the top of the stairs followed with the obligatory, "I love you."

"Love you too," I say back automatically. They are just words now and don't mean anything.

I drop back onto the couch and start flipping through channels with the remote. There is nothing on. I didn't think there would be. Just a bunch of infomercials with people that are going to change your life, make everything better with their get rich quick schemes or motivational tapes. It all becomes a blur as I pass through the channels and my mind wanders.

I wonder where Jake could be. That boy has been staying out too late. Just because he is eighteen now he thinks he can go out anytime he wants and stay out as late as he wants. That's not acceptable as long as he lives in my home and he'll have to learn that. He graduated from high school last month and has no plans for his life. It looks like he is going to let his life pass by without realizing the chances he has, the things he could do, his whole life waiting there and he doesn't want it. It looks like he is going to be just like his mother.

I sigh and take another drink finishing off what is left. I get up to fix another. 

Janice was a wonderful woman when we met. She was beautiful, vibrant, intelligent, but she has allowed herself to become mediocre as she spends her time trying to impress our neighbors and live a certain way. Now she doesn't know what she wants unless everybody else wants it too. 

I make my drink and trek back to the couch. I take a sip and it feels like there isn't even any Coke in it. That's fine.

I stretch out and start to think how I could get out of it, out of my marriage, away from this life. It isn't what I wanted. I don't want to be stuck in suburban hell, mowing the lawn, going to block parties, watching over the neighbor's kids, yet that's what I do. I had never wanted that. We had never wanted that. 

Then, Jake had come along, not that he was an accident. We had been trying for years, but nothing had happened and so we had given up. But just as we gave up she got pregnant and nine months later out came Jake. We were so proud and happy. But it wasn't what we had expected. Jake was a handful. He didn't do well in school, didn't listen to us, and has no ambition. We were happy he graduated from high school, and on time at that, but he isn't going to go to college, and doesn't know what he wants to do. 

Now, he's out too late and I'm worried about him again. It seems to be a habit. Especially since he has started dating this new girl, Valerie. She is a year older than him, and dropped out of school a year ago. She's a wild one. They stay out late partying, doing God knows what. Valerie is extremely sexy and she knows it. She does what she can to show it off.

Janice doesn't approve of him dating her and I try to stand by her, but I can understand why he is with Valerie. I would never tell Janice, but I want Jake to be with Valerie as long as he can. I want him to enjoy being with a woman like that before he has to settle down with a woman who wouldn't know a good time if it crawled up her ass and laid eggs.

Frustrated, I stand up to look through our DVDs for a movie to watch. Then, I hear a key slipping into the front door lock. I walk over to the door so I can catch him as he comes in. I hear a thud like someone's kicking the door and then it swings open to bang against the wall.

"Dammit, Jake..." I start to yell, walking through the foyer, but stop when I see Valerie stepping through the doorway with Jake's keys hanging from her hand and Jake slumped against her with his arm draped over her shoulder. "What the hell?" I say, feeling dread spread through my body like ice cold water. 

I grab him as Valerie pulls him through the door.

"He's all right, Mr. Laymon," Valerie says and hands him off to me. "He's just a little drunk."

I wrap my arm around him and let him lean against me. Jake's a big guy and I have to clamp my arm around his back to hold him up. 

"Hey, Val," he mumbles, lifting his head up, his eyes barely open. "Let's just go to your place and..." he slurs and then trails off as his head falls down again.

"Jake!" I yell into his ear.

"What?" he mumbles. "Leave me alone..." and he trails off again.

"Fuckin' kid," I say and carry him towards the stairs. Now that I know he's all right and that he's just drunk, I start to get angry with him. 

"Yeah, he can't handle his liquor," Valerie says and kicks the door shut behind her.

"He shouldn't even be drinking," I say, turning my head to look at her to give her an angry look, but feel it fade as I notice the very short black leather skirt showing her long legs with black stockings that don't reach up to her skirt, revealing a sexy line of naked thigh between the stockings and skirt. The shirt she's wearing under her black leather coat isn't much more than just a black bra and I see her firm cleavage and her tight stomach with a ring pierced through her belly button. Her died blonde hair falls down over her shoulders with black roots brazenly visible.

"Yeah, I tried to tell him," she says and chuckles to herself. "But kids, you know how they are." She shrugs her shoulders, making the leather of her coat creak, and smirks at me. 

"Yeah," I say, wanting to tell her to watch her smart ass mouth, but can't bring myself to do it when I'm looking at her face, so beautiful with full, red lips and piercing green eyes. 

Jake starts to slip out of my grip and I pull him back up.

"Jake! Wake up!" I yell at him. He mumbles incoherently. I have to carry him to bed before I drop him. "I'm taking him to bed," I tell Valerie, trying to let her know she can leave now.

"Go for it," she says, standing there staring at me, her arms crossed under her breasts, leaning back against the door.

I grumble to myself and haul Jake against me as I start walking up the stairs. Jake's awake enough to move his feet up the stairs, but he's not much help. I break a sweat just getting him up the steps. I'm in good shape. I've always thought it is important to stay fit, but Jake's really big, and it's tiring carrying him up the stairs. I try to move faster because I feel him slipping out of my grip as my arm gets tired. I barely get him to his bed and drop him into it before he does fall. I'm amazed that Valerie was able to carry him to the door. She's tall, almost six feet with the high heeled boots that she's wearing, but doesn't seem that big. She must be stronger that I thought.

I take a deep breath and then bend down to take off his shoes. I push his legs up on the bed. It's a struggle to pull his jacket off and get him into the middle of the bed to cover him. Finally, he's tucked in, breathing deeply since he's passed out.

I close his bedroom door behind me as I leave his room. As I start down the stairs I hear the stereo in the living room come alive with an opening guitar lick. I stop, shocked to hear the stereo playing, and then remember that I left Valerie downstairs by the door, assuming that she'd leave. She must be playing the stereo.

I walk down the stairs and turn into the living room, recognizing the song as Hendrix's Spanish Castle Magic, as the opening guitar fades out to the steady drumbeat and the opening lyrics. I stop in the doorway when I see Valerie standing in front of the stereo cabinet, turned away from me, swaying her hips, and singing along with the lyrics. I stare at her ass moving with the skirt wrapped around it tightly, and her firm legs flexing as she sways back and forth.

Then, the guitar crashes back in as the song picks up and she starts thrashing her body around, her hips rocking, her legs splayed wide, and her head rocking from side to side with her long hair flying through the air. Her hands slide down her sides and over her hips as the song bleeds into the chorus. I'm struck by her young body writhing erotically in my living room as she is either unaware or doesn't care that I'm standing there watching her. 

The song slows down again and she shakes her jacket off her shoulders and lets it slide down her arms to the floor. I see a tattoo across her lower back of an eagle with its wings stretched across her back to her sides. Her back undulates with the music, her ass rocking back and forth. Then, the song picks up again and she raises her arms up into the air as she shakes her head back and forth in time with her hips and her hair splashes back down on her shoulders.

I imagine walking up behind her, placing my hands on her hips and pressing myself against her to feel that young body moving against me. I fidget nervously and clear my throat to try to get her attention. Either she doesn't hear me or ignores me and continues shaking with the music. She turns to the side a bit and I can see her flat stomach rippling as her hips move and her breasts bounce inside of the tight shirt. 

I suddenly realize I'm just wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt as my dick starts to get hard and tries to force its way out through my boxers. I pull my shirt down to cover it and twist to the side to hide it behind the doorway. She slides her hands down over her chest and stomach and then bends over to pump her ass in a motion that could only be sexual. I force myself to look away before my dick gets too hard that I can't hide it.

Luckily, the song ends right then and she stops dancing. She throws her hair back so it rolls down over her upper back and steps up to the stereo.

"I love that song. Don't you?" she says, her back still to me.

"Um," I stutter, embarrassed. "Yeah, it's good."

"I love this CD. I love everything he did. His music is so sexy. Don't you think?" 

I had never thought about that before, but now I'm sure I always will. I fiddle nervously, trying to will my hard-on away. She turns her head to look at me, her hair partly covering her face, one foot resting on the toes with her knee bent slightly. I don't think my hard-on will ever go away.

"Yeah," I stutter, suddenly feeling like a high school kid again. 

"I wish I could have met him." She turns her head away to look at the CD case. "I'd have fucked him. A man who could play like that, you know he could fuck." I don't what to say to her about that. I'm too shocked to say anything. "Is this your CD?" she asks, turning back to me.

"Yeah," I say. "I use to have the record and bought that a bit ago." I risk stepping into the living room, feeling that my dick has softened and isn't sticking out of my boxers.

"What's your favorite song on here?"

"Um, I don't know."

She turns around and tilts her head to the side. "Come on. You have to have a favorite?"

I shrug, trying to act cool while telling myself I don't need to act cool in front of this girl; she's my son's girlfriend. "I guess it would be 'If 6 Was 9'," I say, walking over to my drink still sitting on the end table. 

She turns around and presses some buttons on the CD player until 'If 6 Was 9' starts.

"Oh, this song," she says. "Yeah, it's good. I like the lyrics, but it's a bit slow and trippy." She bends over to pick up her jacket and I watch the skirt lift up high on her butt and can see far up the backs of her bare thighs. I take a sip from my drink just to distract myself. "You need a joint to really enjoy it," she says as she stands back up.

Now, I really am stunned. This girl has just thrown me completely off, dancing in my living room, dressing really sexy, talking about fucking, and now talking about drugs. 

She walks over to me and then sits down on the couch. She sticks her hands in an inner pocket of her jacket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She pulls something out of the pack.

"Is that..." I say, thinking she's pulling out a joint.

"Grass?" she says, looking up at me. "No. Just a cig." She holds it out for me to see and then puts it between her lips. "Do you have any grass?" She lights the cigarette, still looking up at me.

"Me? No?" I say, startled that she would even ask me.

"Too bad," she says and blows out some smoke. "I could go for some." She leans back on the couch and crosses one leg over the other, pushing the skirt up high on her thigh, the skin between the stocking and skirt tanned to a nice golden brown.

"You, um, smoke grass?" I say, trying to recover and act like a parent instead of some horny kid.

"Sure," she says. "It's a free country." She takes another puff from the cigarette and blows the smoke up at me.

"But that's illegal."

She smiles at me and says nothing for several seconds and then says a verse in unison with the song playing on the stereo, "I'm the one who's going to have to die when it's time for me to die. So I'll live my life the way I want to." The smile stays on her lips as she inhales from the cigarette again. "Pretty neat that happened right then, huh?" She laughs and it sounds so girlish coming from a girl who tries to act so grown up, probably is very grown up.

"Yeah. I guess so." I pick up my drink and take another drink. 

"So, is this the life you wanted?" she asks and nods her head to the side gesturing to the house and I presume my wife, my son, and everything else. She starts tapping her foot, making her thigh flex.

"That's not an appropriate question to ask your boyfriend's father," I say, trying to avoid the question all together. I set the drink back down and sit down on the chair across from the couch.

"I don't have a boyfriend," she says.

"Really. Then what's my son?"

"A guy. He's fun." She takes another puff from the cigarette and stares through the smoke at me. "He's stupid, easy to boss around."

"He's not stupid," I say defensively.

She smirks at me. "Now you're being stupid."

"He's not," I yell. "He's just a bit...lazy."

She nods her head at me and leans forward. I can almost see down her little shirt and can definitely see most of her breasts. "I'll give you that." She reaches out, grabs my drink, and takes a big drink. "Wow," she says after she swallows. "Why do you even bother with the Coke?" She looks at me and laughs. I can't help but laugh with her.

"So," she says. "You still didn't answer my question." She leans back in the couch again. She uncrosses her leg and holds her legs spread wide apart for a while before crossing the other one over it. I get a good glimpse high up on her inner thighs and am pretty sure she isn't wearing underwear. If she is, it's a very small g-string.

"What question?" I ask, trying to avoid it, wondering why I'm even sitting here discussing this with this girl.

She smirks at me. "You know what question." She takes another drag from her cigarette and blows it back out of her nose. "This. Is this the life you wanted? Are you living your life the way you want to?"

I'm amazed at her brazenness. She'll say or do anything she wants. I can't help but admire it. "No, it's not," I say. 

"So what, you just sit here listening to Hendrix, talking about it and you won't do it?" She stares at me, her eyes slanted. I drop my eyes to avoid her stare and end up looking at her flat stomach with the ring glistening in her belly button.

"Nobody ever does. It's impossible," I say, looking back up at her.

"No, it's not," she says. "You just think that to make yourself feel better."

"No. It's life," I say, starting to get a little mad at her with her personal questions.

"No. It's your life," she says, her voice getting a little louder.

"You're just too young to realize."

"Maybe you're too old to realize."

We're both leaning forward looking at each like we're about to break into a fight. I pick up my drink and take another sip, seeing a print of her lips from her red lipstick.

"You don't understand," I say and set the drink back down, calming myself down.

"I understand. So do you. You just pretend you don't." She turns to the side and stabs her cigarette butt into the soil of the potted plant on the table next to her.

I wonder what the hell is going on, why I'm even having this discussion with this girl. I've had too much to drink. I need to get her out the door and go to bed.

"I need to get to bed," I say and stand up.

"Your wife waiting for you?" she says and picks up my glass.

"What?" I ask her.

She takes a quick sip and says, "I said 'Is your wife waiting for you?'" Then, she takes a bigger drink.

"That's none of your business."

"Just asking, wondering why you wanted to run off so soon." She sets the glass down and smiles at me. "Thought maybe you were hoping to get some from the old wifey."

"And I don't think that's an appropriate thing to say." I cross my arms over my chest, trying to look like the mature adult.

She shrugs her shoulders. "Appropriate or not, I doubt you're running up there for a late night roll in the hay. I doubt you're in a big hurry to bed that old sow. The home fires just aren't raging like they used to, huh?"

"Excuse me?" I say, thinking I should be protecting the honor of my wife, but since I agree with her it's hard to do. 

"It's a shame, too," she says, and her eyes for the first time since we've started talking slip from my face as she starts looking down my body and back up again. "You keep yourself in good shape. Guess she just doesn't have those feelings anymore."

"I don't think it's any of your business," I say.

"Whatever. That's okay. It happens when people have been married a long time. That's why I won't get married."

"Look," I say, getting a little agitated with her. "I think it's time for you to leave."

She stands up, her eyes locked on me, and struts over to me. She stops directly in front of me and I can smell her, cigarettes and perfume. 

"Are you sure?" she asks, still staring at me. I stare into her green eyes, that beautiful face, and think that I'm not so sure.

I start to nod my head, knowing I should get her to leave and go to bed, just forget this and forget her, but I end up shaking my head anyway. She smiles at me, one side of her mouth turned up into a sneer.




My Son's Girlfriend



All characters are over 18 years old.

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Chapter One: Watching is fun.

The chubby brunette was going down on the skinny kid with a whole lot of enthusiasm, that much was for sure. Her mouth was going up and down the lad's modest-sized cock hard and fast, and I was so close to the action that I could see the saliva glistening on his shaft.

For his part, the boy was gripping the arm of the couch with one hand while running his other hand through the girl's hair, encouraging her to keep sucking him off. When he came, he let out a loud moan while his whole body spasmed. No need to be quiet, because there was nobody else in the house to hear him. His father wasn't due home for another hour.

That was what Chad had thought, but he was wrong. I had left home early and had peeked in the window to watch his pudgy little girlfriend gobbling his dick in the living room. I suppose that I could have turned around and went away for a while, or made a lot of noise to alert them, but I did neither.

Instead I watched. What's more, for better or worse, I liked watching them. A lot.

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Chapter Two: Let me take you home.

Kelly was a real cutie. Chad had chosen well this time. Some of the girls he went with weren't all that great looking; for some reason he seemed to be attracted to these emaciated types that were androgynous and unappealing to me, but this Kelly was more my type.

Kelly was only about 5'2" or so, and by contemporary standards was probably about 15 to 20 pounds overweight, but there was no doubt she was a woman because she had the weight in the right place.

Not so much in the butt, which was nice and round but not overly large, or in the legs, which were shapely, but she sure had a lot up top, even if she didn't show it off much. Not nearly enough for my liking at least, as she seemed to wear tops that didn't show off what she had, but when I got glimpses, I could see she was one busty little babe.

Friendly too, in a shy way, and very polite and respectful to me when we were together. With Chad's mother out of the picture, there was only me around the house, so I got to see Kelly quite a bit. The more I saw her, the more I wanted her.

"I have to go to Kinko's to get some stuff copied and collated," I announced to the two of them, who were cuddling while watching TV. "If you want, I can take Kelly home."

Chad usually took Kelly home around this time, but his piece of crap car had been breaking down a lot lately, so I used that logic on them after he brushed me off initially.

"Look, I'll be ready to leave in about five minutes, so if you want me to take Kelly home for you, say your goodbyes now while I'm getting my stuff together."

"I could go with you two," my son Chad said.

"That's fine," I said with a smile. "You can help me at Kinko's, so instead of me being there for a couple of hours or so, it might only take me a little more than an hour."

I knew that would discourage Chad from joining us, and the look on his face confirmed my suspicions. They went out to the car while I pretended to get stuff ready to take with me. Peeking outside from my bedroom, I watched Chad and Kelly giving each other a lot of affection out in the driveway.

"That's it," I said to myself as I strained to see Chad's hands under Kelly's sweatshirt while they kissed. "Get her all hot for me, my boy."

I wondered what those tits would feel like. Was she wearing a bra? Probably, because she always seemed to be. Were they as big as I imagined them to be? She had to be at least a D cup. I pictured them to be full and a little spongy, and while I let my fantasies run wild, I re-positioned my stiffening cock inside my boxers before going outside.

"Ready?" I asked cheerfully, jingling my keys as I went to the car.

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Chapter Three: Car troubles.

"This is real nice of you, Mr. Sheller," Kelly chirped as we pulled out of the driveway. 

"No problem at all," I replied, feeling a little guilty about what I was about to do, but I was a lot more horny than guilty, and even the smell of the mint she was chewing on was getting me hot. "Oh-oh!"

As I said that, I turned off the headlights, tapped my foot on the brakes a few times, and swung off the road and into the parking area of the little pocket park at the end of the road.

"Oh no, not your car too!" Kelly said.

"What rotten luck," I said, looking over at my passenger, who looked cute even with the limited illumination of the street lights.

Hopping out of the car, I went out and popped the hood and looked inside. Kelly came out and joined me, peering into the darkness with me.

"Can't see much," Kelly offered, and as she leaned forward I came behind her and held her shoulders, inhaling the scent of her.

"I can see just fine," I whispered into her ear while moving up against her. "I could see the other day too when you were sucking my boy's cock."

Kelly's body jumped as I ground myself into her, and my hands left her shoulders and came around her, finding her harnessed breasts through the shirt with no problem.

"What are...?"

"You're quite the cocksucker," I hissed gutturally. "You looked like you knew what you were doing."

"I did," Kelly said in a quivering voice, and then shocking me by arching backwards toward me. "Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for," I assured her, reaching under her sweatshirt and working my hands under her bra cups, forcing it up off of her tits, which were even bigger than I had imagined. "I was the sorry one - sorry it wasn't me in your mouth. Damn, your tits are incredible."

Her breasts were very natural - soft and pliant in my hands, which were overflowing with Kelly's sweet flesh. Her nipples were stiff pegs in my palms as I kneaded her jugs roughly.

"You like this, don't you?" I asked, surprised and excited at the lack of resistance Kelly was offering to my mauling her. "You really like me roughing up these jugs of yours, don't you Kelly?"

Kelly's body was shaking, but she didn't try to pull my hands off of her breasts, and instead just let me squeeze them while grinding her backside into the bulge in my trousers.

"You fucking my kid?" I asked, grabbing her nipples and twisting them a little.

"Couple times," Kelly gasped. "He comes - too fast."

"I want to fuck you too, but I won't come too fast," I promised her, although I was so horny at this point that was not a certainty.

Turning her around to face me, I was shocked when my attempt to kiss her was met with a response that was downright feral. Her lips enveloped mine; lush and full lips that were wet and warm. Her tongue found mine, and suddenly she was trying to sit on my lap while I was standing up.

"I want to do you, but not here - please," Kelly said, and when her searching hand found my cock through the fabric of the pants, I enjoyed the shocked expression on her face. 

"Where?" I asked.

"If the car hadn't broke down we could..."

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Chapter Four: Where?

We got back into the car after dropping the hood of my perfectly fine car, and if Kelly was mad about my deception she had a funny way of showing it.

"Damn, you've got a big cock, Mr. Sheller!" Kelly exclaimed after reaching over and getting my dick out of the cramped quarters it had been in.

"Dave," I told her, not wanting anybody calling me Mr. while they were about to go down on my cock.

I tried to concentrate on driving, but after Kelly's lips slid halfway down my erection it got tougher. I tried to remember where a cheap motel was, while fighting the urge to pop my load down Kelly's eager throat.

The Skylane, I remembered suddenly, and made a sharp right turn that sent more of my cock down Kelly's throat than she was ready for, causing her to choke and pull up. Another sharp turn and we were in front of the fleabag motel - a dump that would have to do.

"Be right out," I told Kelly, prying her hand off of my cock.

Thirty eight dollars later, we were in front of room 18 of the Skylane. I fumbled with the key for a second, even though the door was so flimsy I could have pushed it down, and then we were inside.

The room wasn't much, but I didn't care, and neither did Kelly, who had her sweatshirt off before the door clicked behind us, and quickly yanked the twisted bra off as well.

Her tits hung down to her waist - they were so big they had nowhere else to go - and her nipples were dark crimson. She wasn't expecting anything like this, I assumed, because her armpits were thick with stubble from not having shaved in a few days. That didn't bother me, although she seemed embarrassed when my fingers stroked their coarseness.

"Nice," I said, and being a child of the 70's it wouldn't even have bothered me if she hadn't ever shaved at all.

One thing I was hoping for was a furry pussy, since I've not been able to get used to that juvenile look of the bald crotch so many girls seemed to favor these days. Thankfully, Kelly had a thick and dense bush between her legs, and it was wet with excitement as I eased her down onto the bed.

"Now," Kelly grunted, repelling my attempted foreplay and instead just grabbed my cock and slid it into her.

She was really tight, but she was the one that was pulling me close to her and forcing me into her, so her cry when my tool forced itself into her moist pussy only sent a chill down my spine.

I humped her just like a guy who hadn't been laid in a long time, hard and fast. I came within a minute, basting her insides with a load of my seed, but I kept thrusting myself into her, using the size of my dick to stay inside of her until I got hard again.

Not having sex for about a year makes a man a bit crazy, and no doubt was a factor in my cock getting a little hard again rather quickly. A greater factor was Kelly, who was clawing at me, shredding my back and shoulders with her nails while she bit and sucked on my neck. Her animal-like behavior really turned me on, as did the vulgarities she spewed out at me while we fucked.

I rolled her around so that she was on top of me, and the sight of her big jugs swinging around wildly above me made my cock as hard as blue steel once again. Reaching up, I grabbed the dangling tits and kneaded them roughly. Kelly liked this, given her response to the mauling, and while my hands were over-matched by the size of them, my enthusiasm made up for it.

"You like these jugs of yours played with, don't you?" I asked her while pulling at the thick pegs of her nipples.

"Fuck!" Kelly spat out, her body convulsing a little as she appeared to have a little orgasm. "Harder!"

I thrust myself upwards into her as best I could, and then watched as Kelly came big time - her face contorting wildly while she screamed loud enough to let the rest of the dump know about it.

"Damn!" Kelly groaned, her contortions finally subsiding as she settled into a slow and sensuous grind above me, her tits swaying from side to side. "I needed that, man."

"Mm-mm... you're still hard too," Kelly sighed. 

"I already came once," I admitted.

"I know," Kelly grunted, continuing to writhe on my cock, and the sweat that dropped off of her was refreshing in an erotic way. "Thought you might be all talk then, but you came back fast."

"Not bad for an old man, huh?"

"This cock I could get used to," Kelly said. "I like a hard-on that I can feel, and yours is like a baton. You're getting so deep into my pussy with that thing."

"Looking at these tits of yours does it for me," I said. "Why do you hide these babies from the world?"

"I'm a shy girl," she said, giggling at the idea. 

"You're shy and naughty," I told her.

"I can be as naughty as you want," Kelly said. 

"Really?"

"You'd be surprised," Kelly said, leaning back to rub her ass into the area between my nuts and the base of my cock, making me groan.

"Surprise me," I challenged her.

"I'd like you and Chad to do me - both of you - at the same time."

"Good grief," I said, and the thought of being with my son and Kelly repulsed me at first, but then as I thought about it, I wondered if she was just testing me.

"I'd have to get Chad loosened up a bit," Kelly noted. "He's still a little conservative, but that would be so cool having both of you inside me. He could do my ass, 'cause he's not as big as you, and you could be doing me like this."

Kelly leaned forward for a moment, smothering me with her tits, as she imagined that Chad was sliding into her ass while she was impaled on me.

"Maybe you'd like my ass instead," Kelly whispered into my ear while she nibbled on my lobe. "Never had one as big as yours in my ass before."

"I know where I want to cum," I told Kelly, rolling out from under her and putting her on her back.

Straddling her chubby frame, I put my cock between Kelly's big jugs, sliding smoothly into the cavenous and sweaty crevice. Kelly smiled and squeezed her breasts together for me, creating an even deeper valley for me to thrust myself into.

"Like my tits, don't you Mr. Sheller?" Kelly cooed.

"Dave," I corrected her. "And yes, I do. I love big tits. Always figured that you had a real pair on you hidden under those sweatshirts."

"I like calling you Mr. Sheller. Makes me feel like a nasty slut. Not disappointed in my boobs? They aren't too big for you?"

"Hell no," I assured her. "No such thing as that. Biggest and sweetest tits I've ever fucked."

"You're gonna cum soon, aren't you Mr. Sheller?" Kelly asked, correctly judging that the increased speed I was sliding my cock between her tits meant that I was almost there.

"Cum in my mouth if you can," Kelly said, moving her face down toward the top of her cleavage where the tip of my cock was peeking out each time I came forward.

The sight of that cute face, and Kelly's mouth opened wide, did me in. I stopped thrusting and let out a loud, tortured groan, and then watched as cum blasted out from my cock. One spurt went right into her mouth, while much of the rest landed on her chin and cheeks.

A trickle of my seed drooled down her collarbone and under her arm, and when I reached down and wiped it off, it caused Kelly to giggle.

"Next time you're going to take me to a motel and fuck me, let me know so I can make sure I shave first," Kelly said.

"I don't care if you shave or not. Matter-of-fact, I like you like this," I said, sliding off of her and cuddling up next to her as the sweat started to cool on our bodies. "Rough and nasty. Save the shy and innocent Kelly for the rest of the world. I like this one."

"You like the nasty me, Mr. Sheller?"

"What do you think?" I said.

"Because I can get even nastier," Kelly said, reaching down and pulling on my gooey flaccid member. "I can get as nasty as your wildest fantasy."

"I don't know about that," I chuckled.

"Would you like to cuff me to the bedposts next time?" Kelly mused, seemingly looking around the room for inspiration. "Spank me? Whip me a little? Do me with another girl? Or with Chad? Have me do you with a strap-on?"

"You are bad," I told her, trying to figure out whether she was serious about Chad as well as trying to determine if I could somehow manage to get it up again so soon, wishing just for a night I was a few decades younger. 

"Ever have a girl toss your salad?"

"You mean, like playing with food?" I asked, remembering a few adventures from the past with whipped cream and the like.

"No, nothing like that," Kelly cackled, laughing at my lack of understanding. "I think maybe I can teach this old dog a few tricks though."

*****

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My Son's Girlfriend



My son Mark told me he had a new girlfriend, and wanted to bring her home to meet me, I didn't know the crafty sod had an ulterior motive for doing so, but it back fired on him big style.

Its no problem to me I told him, bring her around when ever you like, I'm usually around as you know.

I'm Jack Taylor, 45 years old, I live alone now that I'm divorced, Mark works for a firm of solicitors across London, and stays with my ex wife, because its near to where his offices are, and free of course, his old man pays doesn't he? He comes to stay at mine when it suits him, and I like having him around. I have a nice house, too big for me, 4 bedrooms, gardens etc, but I like it, its secluded, and I'm respected by my neighbours. (I think)

I don't do house work or gardening, although I potter about in there when it's sunny. I have a housekeeper, who is a young married mother of 22, and lives about a mile from me, she comes in 3 or 4 times a week, does the cleaning, washing and a bit of cooking for me, and for a small consideration, lets me shag the arse off her most days she is here, raunchy little sod she is, and cute, you bet she is, so I am generally quite happy, though I'll bet her husband wouldn't be if he knew!

He makes me laugh, he works a 6 to 2 shift somewhere and calls round sometimes to collect her, I can see in his eyes that he thinks something's going on, he would die if he did find out, I liked having this kind of power over a guy that thinks he's the dogs bollocks, he doesn't have a chance of catching her, because the first thing she does when she arrives is getting down to work on me. 

I love her walking into the house, she has a key, and dropping to her knees in front of me and cleaning out my pipes first off, or we'll have a session in my bed, and then get on with any cleaning that may need doing

I have been a bit of a rogue over the years, made my living on the edge of the law, stepped over it a few times, but never in a bad way, I've never been jailed per se. I like to think of myself as a bit of a Robin Hood, although my ill gotten gains weren't passed on unless it was to a really needy person known to me personally.

I had taken the view early in my life that there are more scallywags in this world than is necessary, so I would relieve them when I could of their rewards, i.e. if they pinched stuff that wasn't theirs, and it was from somewhere they shouldn't have turned over, then I did my best to get it away from them, and over the years I had been largely successful. 

I had a contacts in the insurance business, that I would reach out to, return items, and get paid a good reward, it was dodgy in the early days, but I got through it, I had found a niche in the market as it were, that no one still wasn't aware of. And I am now very financially secure, off shore banks and the like, and an accountant who looked after things for me.

The only fly in the ointment as it were, was Superintendent Mack of the met, he used to give me a hard time in the early years, but I had given him good tip offs of certain people who were real villains, the kind that didn't think twice about hurting innocent bystanders.

I didn't like that; I never ever hurt any one at any time, though I was more than capable of taking care of myself, I had underworld contacts, and was fairly well known on the circuit. Whenever I tipped off the super it was always about a 6 months to a year later before I passed on my info, so I made sure nothing could ever come back to me, the super knew it was me, but he couldn't have proved it ever, and therefore no one could ever find out about my clandestine operations.

So I had ended up having a good relationship with him, he left me alone and I kept him happy and his arrest rates up. Although that didn't stop him sweeping me up occasionally, and would have me held in the cells sometimes, until I could prove my innocence, which was always the case, I didn't like it one bit, but it enhanced my reputation.

So Saturday morning rolled round, Mark brought his girlfriend, he shouted out his arrival, and in he came, behind him was a vision from heaven, I just about managed not to show my astonishment at what I was looking at, its not very often Im stuck for words but I was now, momentarily. Hi dad, he greeted, I want you to meet my girlfriend Niki. Hi Niki I stuttered, get a bloody grip, I told myself, for Christ sake! We shook hands, hers was soft and gentle, I made her welcome into my house, showed her and Mark into the sitting room then went and put the kettle on. 

She was about 5 feet, with the biggest brown doe eyes you have ever seen, black hair, and a short page boy cut, but curly and spiky.

She was just 19 years old! Flawless complexion, button nose, high cheekbones, soft full sensuous lips that quivered when she spoke, long neck, slender shoulders, proud pert tits, held in by a boob top type thing, fabulous legs that looked great in the mini skirt she had on, and high heels that must have lifted her to all of 5 feet 3" and her accent was Scottish, a very soft and lyrical Edinburgh burr.

She was the sexiest loveliest girl I had seen in many years, and it was all natural. I made tea, got out the scones and butter, played the host, and condemned myself for lusting after this young girl, my son's girlfriend! My prick was dancing around inside my trousers

It turned out she had been writing for the last 3 years to Great Ormond Street Hospital, GOSH, pleading for employment when she reached the age of 18, all she ever wanted was to care for children, that was her life's ambition, her goal she told me.

One of the people who worked there had taken a shine to her and her obvious desire to get a job there, and over the last 3 years had answered several of her letters personally, advising her of the best way to secure a position, and at 19 years of age, it had worked with her help, against better and more qualified applicants, but none were better in their sincerity.

So she had packed her things and come down to London, where she had met Mark 2 days later, she was staying at an Aunts house over the other side of the city, which was in Marks road, and he had met her in a coffee shop. As we talked and got to know each other, it became obvious to me that travelling to GOSH was going to be a real problem for her because it was my side of town, close to me, but miles from her, it was then that I realised why Mark had brought her over to meet me, he was going to ask me to put her up temporarily. I laughed to myself; I think he understood I had guessed, but I didn't give him an opening for him to get me to mention it; I wanted gratefulness in bucket loads! He did eventually get round to mentioning the proximity of GOSH, and my home, I had seen Niki looking at him, with a, ask him for Gods sakes look on her beautiful face, so he did, he said to me, Pop what do you think of Niki lodging here for a while until she gets her own little flat?

Wow, I said Im not too sure about that Mark, you know I like my independence, I was gagging at the thought of having this beautiful tiny angel under my roof, and hopefully later under me!

Please dad he asked me, she really needs to be over this side of London for her work, she has very little money, and you know I don't have any to speak of. I'll be over at the weekends I promise, he said. Niki was looking at me very apprehensively. How could I refuse? Yes of course she can stay here, I gladly said.

Oh Mr Taylor, thank you, thank you, thank you, I won't be any trouble I promise, I really won't, she hugged me, her beautiful firm young tits burning two holes into my lower chest! Mark shook my hand and told me I was the greatest guy around, and gave me a hug.

They left a little while later, to go and get Niki's things, they returned after 4 hours, Mark showed her to the bedroom I had prepared. And she settled in, Mark had some where to go and said he would be back later, so it was me and her, I wanted to fuck her right there and then on the kitchen table, but obviously I kept myself under control, and just enjoyed having this beautiful breathing living doll near me.

She was to start her new job the following Thursday for some reason, shift patterns she told me, Mark left early Monday morning, so I had her to myself for the next 3 days, I couldn't get enough of her, I never did anything wrong, didn't attempt to chat her up, I did my level best to make her feel right at home and to take my trust! Hah!

And it worked too, she was very comfortable with me by the time Thursday came around, she worked the 2 days and had the weekend off, Mark came over Saturday morning and we spent the day like all normal families do. 

I had some business to take care of on Sunday, I had a lot of money coming in from a deal with an insurance company for the return of some jewellery that had been misappropriated, the wife's owner had been punched in the robbery, so I made it my business to get it back and I had, so I didn't see them until the evening, when we went out for dinner to celebrate Niki's new job.

I began to suspect that Mark hadn't got around to fucking Niki yet, don't ask me why, he slept in her room with her, but their actions on a morning was nothing I could put my finger on, but I read people and I was reading them. it was just a feeling I had, although I didn't know for sure. Maybe she wouldn't let him yet; maybe she was still a virgin, though I doubted that for reasons unknown to me.

I felt guilt rising in me because I was wanting more and more to seduce her, make love to her, bed her, make love to her again, and fuck her rotten, yet It would be flying in the face of my son, I didn't like myself very much.

Added to that was the problem of how to do it.

Would she go for a man old enough to be her father, one wrong move, or one wrong word and everything would be ruined, she would have to leave, Mark would hate me if he found out, my ex wife would broadcast it from the roof tops, and I would hate myself for the failure of such a deed.

It was then I had a brainwave, if I could get hold of a friend of mine he could solve my problem at a stroke, I hoped.

On Monday morning I started ringing round some of my contacts, looking for my long time pal, we had worked together a few times, and trusted each other implicitly, but I hadn't seen him in 2 years, it took me until the following day, but I found him and we arranged to meet that night.

He was waiting for me in our long time drinking hole; we greeted each other very warmly, I got down to business before we started drinking, always the best way! Tommy I said, I need you get me some of that drug, I don't know what it's called but it makes women so hot and horny, that they can't control the urge to fuck and be fucked.

Bloody hell Jack, why do you want that, you getting desperate in your old age or what, you've always been able to pull birds Jack, that's why the wife fucked you off wasn't it! He laughed. That comment earned him a gentle punch in the ribs.

Yes I said, and I still can, but this one is very special, and I don't want to fuck things up, no pun intended, Im in a position where I can get at her, but not to her, you know what I mean?

Fucking hell Jack she must be special if it's got you like this, okay leave it with me I'll call you tomorrow, but it'll cost you. How much will it be I said? £500 at least. Wow I said, but okay I'll pay that, it'll be well worth it if it works,. Oh it'll work he said I've used it myself, he laughed at me again!

The following afternoon he called me, I went to meet him, paid him the £500, and listened to the instructions he gave me, one level teaspoon into any glass of anything you like to give her, there are 3 spoonfuls in the bag, and do not, whatever you do, put more in than I've told you okay?

And only one dose in any 24 hours, no more Jack, its powerful stuff, one dose should be more than enough, but follow up with another the next day if you feel you need to. By the way, it takes about 15 to 20 minutes to kick in, then your home and dry, good luck mate, let me know how you go on okay. Cheers Tommy I said, I really owe you one for this, I told him.

It was a long time to the following Monday, I didn't want to use it on her just before the weekend, Mark would have got lucky instead of me, and I didn't want that. Saturday came, no Mark, Niki was annoyed, I rang him and asked where was he, I can't get over dad he said, Im working.

So I brought my plan forward to Sunday afternoon, I didn't want Mark showing up and benefiting from me. It was a lovely day, we were sat in the garden having a drink, I waited until the sun started sinking, and went and made fresh drinks, I put the level table spoonful into hers, stirred it in, and took them out. I had taken a Viagra, to make sure I was there when she needed me!

I gave her drink to her, then suggested we went indoors as it was cooling down a little, she agreed, I locked the door behind me, and we went into the sitting room, I put the wall lights on low, and drew the curtains, she sipped her drink, I could hardly breath I was so uptight, wondering how I would know if it was working, would she walk over to me and jump my bones or what?

She was sat on the sofa in the middle; I was in an armchair, after about 15 minutes, I saw her moving on the sofa, twitching a little, she was beginning to look a little sort of uncomfortable, I asked her if she was alright, I don't know she whispered, Im feeling a bit odd, so I moved onto the sofa with her, and put my arm around her, are you okay baby I questioned.

Yes Im fine, I think, she said, I pulled her a little closer now, I looked at the clock, 25 minutes had gone by, it must have kicked in by now I thought to myself, it's time to take the bull by the horns I said to no one but me. 

I rested my hand on her knee, she gave a tiny gasp, tell me what's wrong honey I asked as I slid my hand slowly up her thigh, again that small intake of breath, I didn't travel any higher than half way, before I slid my hand down to her knee again.

My left arm around her shoulder, my right hand on her knee, no rejection yet, I closed what little gap there was left between us, her head moved toward my shoulder now, again I slid my hand up her thigh, this time a little higher, her head lowered itself onto me now, had I got her? I hoped so, I didn't like what I was doing, but after today I hoped I wouldn't need to do this again, and that she would be a willing partner to me. 

My hand travelled up her soft toned thigh, I felt her panties touch my fingers, I pressed my thumb near to her pussy, a soft moan escaped her lips. I made a gentle attack on her senses; she turned her head to me, and said why am I feeling like this? Im just so... and didn't finish the sentence because I kissed her Oh Mr Taylor, Jack you're kissing me, yes I said, I am, do you want me to stop, as I touched her pussy through her thong. No don't, she said, so I went for the finish line, I pushed my hand into her panties now as I kissed her fully; she returned my kiss with one of her own.

My fingers found her little slit, wet through she was, she moaned loudly into my mouth, as I stirred her into a hot frenzy, it was then, now or never I thought, so I picked her up in my arms and carried her upstairs to bed.

She kissed me all the way up, saying Oh Mr Taylor, Jack make love to me please I want you so badly. My prick was at full attention now, I laid her on the bed, she was scrabbling at my trousers to get them off, I did the same to her to get her naked, and then there she was in all her beautiful glory, stretched out waiting for me, and wanting me, she looked so feline, her eyes bright with arousal, her body moving, enticing me to her.

And then the devil called and I came running!

Are you ready for this baby I whispered in her ear, my mouth closing over it, nothing was going to stop me from loving this gorgeous girl under me now, but I didn't want to hurt her. Get that prick of yours in me right now she ordered, I need it so badly, oh fantastic I thought, she can't be a virgin, I was a little disappointed but at least she knew what to expect didn't she?

So in I went, she clamped her self to me, I clamped myself to her, and we started to fuck, it wasn't lovemaking, it was pure animalistic rutting and I loved it, this dream girl was making my dream of her a reality. She was moaning groaning, squealing and shouting fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, and I did my best to oblige, I didn't last all that long but neither did she, and we came together in a mighty roar.

I was used to shagging my cleaner on a regular basis, and I could make her cum any time I wanted, so I was up to speed with keeping a woman happy, and I did my best to make Niki the happiest of women. Was I glad I had taken that Viagra! You bet it was working splendidly? Although I didn't usually use them. This young nubile and very beautiful sexy girl wanted a fucking and a fucking she would get! We spent the next 4 or 5 hours shagging each others brains out, I 69nd her, she 69nd me, she turned me on my back and sat on my face and made me lick her out, there was no way she was new to fucking she was the greatest fuck I had ever had, she was all over and around me, there was no doubt about it, she bettered me, I had to give in and ask her to stop.

She laughed at me and said Oh dear old man, can't take the pace hey? I laughed my head off at that, and pulled her sweet body into mine. Serves you right for trying to give me that powder she murmured into my chest. I was stricken, how did she know, I never said a word, I daren't.

She raised herself up onto her elbow, all you had to do she said as she kissed me between her words, was tell me, and you could have seduced me in a minute she giggled. How did you know I quietly ventured,. I saw you through the window she told me. Jesus Christ I whispered fearfully into her hair, are you angry with me? 

Not a bit of it she said, I wanted it to happen, and in that one moment when I was sat on the sofa and you looked away, I tipped the drink between the cushions, she sucked my tongue into her mouth. I begged her forgiveness, and said I was so sorry; it's no problem she told me, I've got what I wanted. You have, what's that I said? You, she replied, I've got you for my own now haven't I?

Then another surprise, she told me Mark and her were no longer an item, she had called him herself and they had agreed it wouldn't work for them, and that she was mine now, to fuck when ever I wanted, that's if you want to, she asked as my cock disappeared into her hot mouth.

You are only 19 I said to her, how in hell do you know all this, Im a quick learner she told me. I had to agree, and that I had learned that too, I had been completely outwitted by this girl, and I was in awe of her, she had a head on her that belied her young years. I had been defeated, and I loved it, this tiny waif had mastered me for the want of a better word! We slept well that night but not before having another very intense session, but I won that one! When she went to work the following day, I was beside myself with the need I had for her, and much to my relief, she was the same because she charged at me when she came through the door into my arms. Get me upstairs now Jack Taylor! Right now! She commanded me.

I willingly obeyed her; I would never need a second telling. She insisted she was going to ride me, and I more than happily laid back and let her fuck me, the view of this little beauty bouncing up and down on my prick was amazing. We went and had a bath, loving each other all the way through it I fucked her arse that night too, she cried because it hurt her, but insisted it was mine when ever I wanted it, she would never say no.

And now seeing her before me on her knees, head down arse up, and me drilling her from behind was a sight to behold, only God should witness this I thought, it is awe inspiring.




My Son's Girlfriend



The thing that bothered me most was that I knew I was falling in love with her, me, 45 years old and in love with this gorgeous waif, a girl more than young enough to be my daughter and younger than my son! 

This hadn't been part of the plan, but I couldn't help it, I knew I would never tell her for fear of losing her, but all my worries were allayed that afternoon, she was in my lap in the sitting room, when she suddenly got very serious with me, here it comes I thought, time to move on, I've found a flat etc.

Jack, she said very shyly, I have something to tell you, don't bother I said I understand, you can go when you feel ready to. Go? Go where? I was just going to tell you that I love you and want to stay with you for ever; I don't think I could live without you now. Those were the sweetest words I had ever heard in my life, they brought tears to my eyes, which I quickly cleared, I was a man wasn't I! Niki, I love you too baby, I really do, happiness wasn't in this vocabulary.

Over the coming months we became inseparable, Mark had guessed because he knew me too well, but he was okay with it as he now had someone else. And Niki happily announced that she was pregnant, I was going to be a dad again after all these years, but she sadly had to give work up later in her pregnancy, and stay at home, the cleaner by the way had long been gone. Niki had rightly guessed almost immediately that I had been shagging her, and put a stop to that straight off, but made me pay her 3 months wages as recompense.

Am I happy? You bet I am, how a man of my age can not be happy when he has a beautiful young woman in his life who says she will love him eternally.



My Son's Girlfriend



My name is Gail. I'm a forty-seven. Scott is my handsome eighteen year old son. His father and I are separated. I live in an apartment on the lower level of my younger sister, Gloria, and her husband's house. My place opens to the backyard patio. Scott splits his time, living one week with me and every other week at his father's. 

He has a very cute redheaded girlfriend, Joy. She is two years older than Scott but looks younger. Joy works as a waitress at a local restaurant. A couple weeks ago she had a falling out with her parents. With no place to go, I let her move in with us. This was much to the dismay of my sister and her husband.

Joy sleeps in Scott's room when he is at his father's and on the couch when he is home. I've never caught them fucking but that doesn't mean it hasn't happened. I have become very fascinated by her. 

She is a petite girl, five-foot-three and one-hundred pounds, with shoulder length red hair. By accident I saw her coming out of the shower and admired her pert pink nipples on her 32-B boobs. The red bush was enough to convince me she is a natural redhead.

By comparison, I am five foot six, one- hundred-twenty pounds. I receive many compliments on my long brown hair that flows down my back to my butt, which is in apportion to my 36-B tits. As we spent more time together, my attraction to Joy has grown. 

Last week when Scott was at his Dad's, Joy and I planned to go out for breakfast. She came out of Scott's room wearing a pair of very tight fitting jeans that emphasized her cute little butt. (The day before she wore black stretch leggings that showed all the curves and crevices of her tight little ass. It really turned me on.) Joy bent over to pick up something and revealed the top of her thong. I felt a hot rush in my pussy. 

Gazing down her slender legs I was captivated by her black and white polka dot high heels with a tight red and white striped top. I wore tight jeans and boots with heel and a sexy blouse.

We were enjoying our meal and discussing Joy's housing situation. The twenty something waiter, who was hitting on us, overheard and said, 

"I know of an apartment in my building that is available. My shift will be over in a few minutes and I'd be glad to take you there. It's just a block or two away."

Looking at each other we nodded agreement. Jeff sat in the back seat as we drove to his apartment. Entering the building, Jeff rang the building super's bell. There was no answer.

"He's probably just out for a few minutes. Why don't you come up to my place and wait. You can get an idea of the room layout."

Upon arriving in Jeff's apartment. Joy asks to use the bathroom and excuses herself. 

"Is she your daughter? She is very cute" I shook my head. He continued, "And you could be her older sister." 

"She's a friend of my..son.....mine." "You are two hot ladies!" 

Jeff left the room and came back with two glasses. Joy returned and sat on the couch.

"I thought you and your friend might be thirsty. Take a drink; it's a special flavor, very healthy."

"What is it?" 

"Try it. I think you'll enjoy it."

Joy and I took a swallow. It was very sweet and suddenly I felt a feeling of freedom. Things were blurred as I heard Jeff's voice say to me,

"Listen to my voice.... You are going to do what I tell you. Understand?

I nodded.

"Take off your blouse... that's it. Now Red.."

"My name is Joy."

"Leave her alone. She's just a kid."

"Undo her bra. Nice tits... large brown nipples... Go ahead Joy tweak them. 

Now Momma drop your jeans... Oh you have to wiggle out of them with your awesome ass... What do you think little redheaded one?"

Joy watched in silence as I dropped my jeans to the floor and stepped out of them.

"Great thong... pull it aside... Oh how I love a bald pussy..... Drop it Momma...."

My thongs fell to my ankles while Joy stared at my naked body.

"Gail, you have such a beautiful body."

Okay Red your turn... Pull those tight jeans down and let's see if you're really a redhead."

"Stop it ... leave her alone..."

Reluctantly, .Joy complied. Wiggling out of her tight pants and thong she exposed her beautiful red bush.

"Now take off your top and show us your pretty titties."

Her pink nipples peaked on her perky tits. A beautiful sight indeed. Jeff dropped his pants to his ankles and stroked his hard-on.

"Come here Momma... show the little girl how to suck a cock." 

Whatever he gave me began to wear off. My sight cleared and I began thinking clearly. I dropped to my knees,kissed the head of his prick and bit as hard as I could. Joy stood gazing in misbelief. He screamed in pain. 

"You bastard, what did you give us? You drugged us didn't you? 

I began hitting him. Trying to get away, he tripped as his pants were still around his ankles.

"Quick, Joy, grab your things and let's get out of here."

In the hall we only had time to put on our tops and jeans, carrying out bras and thongs, we ran to the car. On the drive home we began crying and laughing. Joy said,

"That was close. What a jerk. Thank you for sticking up for me. No one has done that before... not even my parents."

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Joy." 

"Funny but that terrible situation has drawn me closer to you, Gail." You have such a beautiful body."

"Oh sweetheart, it's nothing compared to your cute sexy bod. Have you ever been with a woman?"

Joy shook her head no. "Have you?"

I didn't answer.

Back at my apartment we continued to talk, sharing our innermost feelings.

"You have such a beautiful young body, Joy. Would you be upset if I asked you to undress for me?"

"I'll do it if you get naked too." She said with a smile.

Soon we were standing together enjoying each others nude body. She looked so sexy and desirable standing there naked wearing only her cute little black and white polka dot heels.

I reached out at touched her erect pink nipple. Joy rubbed my breast and began pinching my hard nipples, one then the other. Her mouth replaced her fingers and my fingers glided through her magnificent red fur, in search of her moist, tight cunny.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted my sister Gloria staring at us through the sliding glass door.

'I'll put on a real show for her.' I said to myself.

Joy was unaware of my sister's voyeurism. Her hands danced over my body, down my smooth pussy and into my sopping wet vagina. She pinched my clit with two fingers, engaging the rest of her hand in exploring my depths, feeling juices run down her fingers. We kissed our tongues eagerly exploring each others mouth.

I laid down on the carpet, raising my knees and spreading my legs, giving my sister a good view. 

"Come Joy, get on top of me."

She laid on my stomach facing me we kissed as she rubbed her fiery red pussy against my smooth pelvis. We interlocked our legs, grinding in a scissor motion. I felt my clit swell as her pussy pelt pushed and rubbed against it.

"Oh Joy... I'm cumming...."

"Oh HO me too..."

Grabbing her hips I rotated he until her cunt was just above my head. Raising my head I licked her precious pink pussy, driving my tongue into her tight cunt. Joy caught on quickly and returned the favor, driving me to ecstasy.

We kissed tasting the mixture of our love juices and fell asleep in each others arms. I wonder what my sister will say.



My Son's Girlfriend



"I didn't think so," she says.

She's standing so close to me, our bodies almost touching, and I would just have to barely raise my hands and I'd be touching her sides and her bare stomach. She keeps staring at me, that smirk on her face, challenging me to do something, and I want to touch her, just to show her I would do it, but I don't. I take a step back and then bend down to grab my drink. She doesn't move and as I reach for my drink I turn my head to look directly at her legs, seeing the smooth, bare skin above those stockings and I hesitate as I bring my drink up, wanting to run my tongue over that skin. I stand up and take a drink, avoiding her gaze.

As I lower the glass from my mouth she grabs it from me and takes a drink too, still staring at me like she's waiting for me to do something. She lowers the glass and slips her tongue along her upper lip. My stomach tightens as I imagine feeling those lips on my body, that tongue siding down my stomach to my... 

I turn my head away from her.

"You like to dance?" she says and walks over to the stereo. I turn to watch her press some buttons on the stereo, looking at the tattoo across her back again and notice the rose gripped in the beak of the eagle. "I like this one," she says and then the overriding rhythm of 'Little Miss Lover' starts playing.

She turns to face me and starts dancing as she did before, her body writhing with the evocative music. Watching her dance this time is even more erotic because now she's facing me, her eyes gazing back at me, the front of her body moving to the music that now seems dirty and obscene. My loose boxers start to feel uncomfortably tight and my dick is getting hard. 

She walks over to me, her hips swiveling, and presses her body against me. I stand perfectly still, not knowing what to do, unable to move or react, caught between what I want to do and what I should do. Valerie stares back at me, her lips moving with the lyrics, her body writhing against me, her mouth turned into a sneer, so close, and I flinch as she pretends to snap at me with her teeth. She laughs to herself.

Her head tilts in close to me, our lips almost touching. "Don't worry. I won't bite," she says and licks her tongue over my lips, making me flinch again.

She presses her hands to my cheeks and stares at me, mouthing the lyrics, her breasts crushed against my chest, and then her hands slide down my face to my neck, and down over my chest, as she starts to slide her whole body down. I stare down at her and she stares up at me as she crouches lower, her hands sliding down my body, lower, down over my stomach, down to my hips, her fingers brushing so close to my erect dick, and then down my bare legs, her legs bent and spread wide around me, her skirt pushed up high on her legs, the tops of her breasts clearly visible. She moves back up, her hands sliding back up my legs, over my boxers, one hand moving along my hard dick, and I moan as it gets even harder, and then her hands are sliding up my stomach and chest, until she's standing in front of me again.

She wraps her hands around my sides and presses her hips against me, urging me to move with her as she starts to sway her hips, rubbing herself against me. I start moving with her, feeling my dick rubbing against her, and she smiles and leans her head closer, pressing her cheek to my cheek. 

"It's okay," she whispers into my ear. "If it's what you want." Then I feel her tongue sliding over my ear and it's like a surge of released desire rolling through my body. I shiver slightly and then my hands are on her sides, her cool, soft skin against my palms, feeling that young body moving against me. She's whispering the lyrics into my ear, her breath hot and moist on my ear.

She wraps a leg around my waist and starts to buck her hips against me as the song breaks into the erratic solo and my hands grip her ass, flexing through the tight mini skirt, and I pump my hips back at her, as we move together in a purely sexual motion. She leans her upper body away from me, her head tilting back, her hair dangling towards the ground, her hands gripping my shoulders, and keeps pumping her hips against me. I watch her body thrusting in front of me, my hands moving to grip her pulsating waist, pushing my hips back at her, really getting into it, lost in the feel of this young woman, so vibrant and alive, forgetting my wife, my son, everything. 

She whips her head back up and her hair lashes my face. She twists her head and throws her hair back over her shoulders and then presses her lips to my mouth, forcing her tongue between my lips, and our mouths are open, kissing deeply, her hips grinding against me, her hands down gripping my ass to pull me against her with her leg wrapped around my legs. She jams herself against me and her crotch is rubbing against my dick and I'm feeling so frantic and horny that I want to pull it out and put it inside of her right there, penetrate her standing there in the living room. Her breathing is harsh and fast as we kiss, our tongues probing, and I slide my hands up her body over her bare lower back and back down her sides to her waist.

The song fades to its end and she pulls her mouth away from me. She stares back at me, those green eyes, wide and glassy with lust, her lips turned up in that pretty sneer, and she slides her hands up and down my chest and stomach. I barely notice the next song starting as she grabs my shirt and I lift my arms up as she pulls the shirt over me and drops it on the ground. She stares at my chest and stomach as she rubs her hands across the bare skin. She presses her lips to my chest and then slides her tongue down to my stomach as she starts to squat in front of me. I watch her bending down, looking down her shirt at her full breasts, as she slides her hands over my stomach and then over my boxers. She reaches into my boxers and I moan as she grabs my dick and pulls it out.

"Hmmmm," she says, staring at it, as she rubs her fingers across it. "You are hard-up aren't you?" she says, looking back up at me. I can't say anything back to that as I wait for her to do something just to relieve the tension. She smiles at me as she grips my dick and slides her hand up and down it, her fingertips rubbing underneath the head. "Does that feel good?" she says to me, obviously enjoying driving me wild.

"Mm hmm," I say and nod my head, wanting to beg her to do more.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" she says and opens her mouth, still looking up at me, and slides her tongue along the head.

"Yeah," I say, breathless with anticipation.

"Too bad. Such a nice, big cock deserves attention," she says and then sucks on the head, still watching me. 

I know she's playing with me, teasing me to increase my frustration, and she's enjoying every bit of it, but I'm completely at her mercy. All I can do is watch her and wait for her to do what she wants to do, too afraid to push it, but wanting it to happen.

She moans as she takes my cock into her mouth and slides her lips down it, her hands sliding along my hips to my butt. I stare down at her as she stares up at me, my cock in her mouth. She breaks our gaze as she slides her mouth along my dick, taking it almost entirely into her mouth. She stretches her hands up my stomach and chest as she starts moving her head up and down my cock, her tongue sliding underneath it, moaning softly. She slides her hands back down my chest, her nails scratching my skin, grabs my dick, and starts moving her hand up and down the shaft as she sucks on the head. I start moving my hips, fucking her mouth, as she starts going faster, and I close my eyes and tilt my head back, feeling her lips wrapped around it, her hand sliding up and down it. My balls pull tight against my body as I feel I'm about to come and I grab her arms and pull away from her.

She looks up at me with those big, green eyes. "Too much?" she says, the corner of her mouth turned up, glistening wet.

I stare down at her young face staring up at me arrogantly because she knows she's driving me crazy and I'm too stunned to do anything, and I see this young woman, this girl, controlling this older man whose supposed to be so much more mature and experienced, and instead I feel like a kid getting his first blow job. I feel disgusted with myself letting this girl be so dominant. She's so beautiful, so sexy, so confident that she's probably use to this type of response, the drooling man begging for her to do more, wrapped around her little finger. I decide it's not going to happen this time. I'm going to have to show her something that she isn't use to. 

I pull on her arms and she stands up in front of me.

"You had enough already?" she asks, squinting at me smugly.

"No. I just didn't want you to miss out any," I say and lead her over to the couch.

She stares back at me questioningly as I sit her down on the couch. I glare back at her and smile, letting her know that this old man isn't some little boy for her to play with.

"Well I..." she starts to say, but I lean forward and kiss her deeply, my tongue pushing into her mouth.

Her hands press against my chest as if she's trying to push me away and then slide down my bare chest as she starts to moan. I break the kiss and pull away from her slowly, my hands on her knees, pushing them apart as I crouch between her legs. She slides down further on the couch, watching me, breathing heavily. I slide my hands up her stockings to her bare thighs and push her skirt up to her waist, her smooth skin soft and cool under my hands. I move my hands up and down her inner thighs and she spreads her legs wider. I break our gaze and look between her legs and see that she isn't wearing underwear and her pubic hair is trimmed and shaved to a neat black strip.

I bend down and kiss her inner thigh just above the stocking. I nibble on her thigh, taking my time, enjoying the feel of her skin against my lips and tongue, while sliding my hand up and down her other thigh, my fingers getting close to her pussy, but never touching it. She starts to moan and she grabs my hair in her fingers to pull me between her legs. I resist her a bit longer and run my tongue up her inner thigh and suck on the skin at her crotch, enjoying driving her wild now. But the scent of her pussy is too tempting and I move my mouth over and slide my tongue up between the folds of her pussy and lick her clit. She moans loudly and her fingers clench my hair. I slide my hands under her thighs and lift her legs over my shoulders. She hooks her feet behind my back, the heel of her boot digging into my back, and presses her thighs against my cheeks as I start to lick her pussy, pressing my tongue against it and sliding it up to flick her clit each time. Then, I suck her clit between my lips and start flicking it with my tongue, making her body jerk and her legs clench tighter to my head. She grunts with each flick and then her whole body tenses up, her thighs pressing against my head to push me away, as an orgasm breaks over her. I push my head forward and lick her quivering pussy once more, making her whole body shiver, and then I lift her legs off of my shoulders and sit up.

"Whew," she sighs, lying on the couch, her chest rising and falling with her deep breaths, her body slack with her legs spread wide around me. I look down at her, her chest heaving with her breasts almost exposed, her hair splayed out around her face, the ring shining in her belly button, her black leather skirt pushed up to her waist exposing her wet pussy, and my dick feels painfully hard. I slide my hands down her thighs, feeling the smooth fabric of her stockings and the cool skin of her thighs, looking at my dick poised above her waiting pussy, and I have to fuck her. 

I push my boxers down my body and pull them off, watching her as she pulls her shirt over her head and drops it on the couch. I kneel back between her legs and look down at her beautiful, tanned breasts, smaller than Janice's breasts, but so firm and round. I bend down and suck a nipple between my lips. She moans and arches her back, offering her breasts to me. I slide my hands down her sides and waist, feeling her body move underneath me, pulling her breast into my mouth, my tongue flicking her nipple. 

"Oh God," she moans and then grabs my dick and pulls on it gently. She slides down on the couch and I move over her to keep her breast in my mouth, my hand moving up to massage the other. Then, I feel her pussy rubbing against the head of my dick as she leads it into her. 

I slide my hands over her breasts as I sit up and move closer to her. I look down at her hand holding my dick against her pussy, her legs spread wide, and I push forward, watching it slide inside of her. We both moan together as I push it into her, watching it penetrate, feeling it move into her cunt, wet and tight. Her hand slides down to the root of my cock, her fingers playing underneath it, as she pulls me into her, and I move closer and push into her entirely. She wraps her hands around my hips and holds me against her as she starts to pump her hips, making her pussy writhe around my cock, sheathed inside of her. I grab her hips to feel her young body moving as she twists and squirms. She gazes up at me, her eyes a mix of lust and determination, enjoying the feel of me inside of her, but defying me to hold on, daring me to make her come again. I smile back at her and thrust inside of her, tilting my cock up inside of her. She gasps and her hands tighten on my hips. I start moving inside of her, leaving my cock inside of her deeply, matching her twisting motion, grinding inside of her. I slide my hands down her waist to her thighs and lean back to see the root of my cock barely visible between her legs as we grind against each other.

I pull back from her and watch my cock emerge from her pussy and then slide back inside of her. Our moans make me realize that the room is very quiet. I don't know when the CD came to end, but now the only noise is our moans and the rustling and squeaking of the couch as our bodies move. Valerie rubs her hands over her breasts and moans, gazing up at me with her eyes half-lidded, knowing the effect it will have on me. I start moving in and out of her faster as she lies still, letting me fuck her, rubbing her breasts and groaning, her body being pushed back and forth by my hips as I press against her and pull back. She grunts each time I thrust into her and she stretches her head back, dragging her fingers though her long, dyed blonde hair, her body a long, lean line around my driving cock. I start moving faster, watching my cock emerge from her almost entirely, before pushing back into her, her breasts jiggling, her stomach tight, her moans loud, driving me crazy with lust. I jam my cock into her, wanting to fuck her harder and faster, explode inside of her, but it's too soon. I don't want to give into her yet and I want to fuck her so much more.

I stop, letting myself cool down, and slip my arms under legs and lift them to my shoulders. She looks up at me with a knowing, impish grin across her lips, offering me everything, seeing if I can handle it, and I lean over her and push my dick into her, penetrating her deeply, folding her over slightly, and I watch the grin disappear from her face as she groans with pleasure. I smile to myself as I start sliding in and out of her again, feeling her legs over my shoulders, the fabric of her stocking rubbing against my skin, as I thrust down and into her. The couch starts to squeak angrily beneath her as I start going faster and harder, mixing with the slap of skin against skin, and our mingling grunts and groans. I press my hands into the couch beside her to hold myself up as I twist into her, feeling her wrapped around me, so wet and tight. She stares up at me, her mouth open as she groans, her eyes fluttering, and drags her fingernails down my chest and stomach, making my body shiver. She grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to her as she raises her head, pressing our lips together in a deep kiss, as the rhythm gets faster, moaning in our kiss, tongues intertwined. 

Grudgingly, I slow the pace, not wanting to come before she does, and break the kiss to look down at her face, flushed with lust. I push into her slowly, enjoying the feel of her around me. Suddenly, she slides her legs off of my shoulders and sits up, pushing me away from her, my cock slipping out of her.

"You sit down, now," she says and throws a leg over my head, her swollen, wet pussy directly in front of my face for an instant, as she stands up beside me. "It's my turn." She looks down at me with that tilted grin, and I eagerly crawl onto the couch and sit down, slouching into the couch.

Valerie stands in front of me for a few seconds, her tight body slick and glistening with sweat, her breasts bare and firm, her stomach tight, the skirt crumpled up around her waist, her hips flaring out down to her long legs with the stockings and black leather boots, letting me admire her. She tosses her head to the side, flipping her hair behind her and then she moves over me, bringing her knees to either side of me, crouching over me, bringing her pussy directly over my waiting cock. She reaches between us, grabs my cock, and directs it into her as she settles down onto my lap, sliding down my shaft. 

I grab her hips and stretch my legs out as she starts to move up and down. She slides her hands up her body, over her breasts, her chest, her neck, and through her hair, as she sits up straight on top of me, moving up and down to slip the length of my cock in and out of her. I watch between her flexing legs as the shaft of my cock emerges from her pussy and then is plunged back inside of her as she moves up and down, slipping smoothly through her wet cunt. I slide my hands along her thighs and her stomach, feeling her muscles writhe under my touch as she moves my cock in and out of her in long strokes. 

She groans loudly as she presses her body down and twists my cock inside of her. I look up at her head tilted back with her eyes closed as she starts to pump her hips faster, pressing her body down onto my thighs, jamming my cock into her, rubbing it inside of her.

"Oh God," she yells and drops her head down, her face directly in front of me, her eyes glaring back at me. She grabs my hips as she starts moving faster, pumping her hips wildly, pushing me deep inside of her. I grab her waist and hold on, meeting her gaze, our eyes locked, our bodies joined, pushing up into her as she pushes down, thrusting into her deeply, fingers digging into skin. Her shining, green eyes peer back at me, lost in lust and pleasure, no joking or games anymore, wanting to lose control, to be filled.

"Come with me," she whispers breathlessly, and it's like a trigger, making me jam my cock up into her, and we both let loose simultaneously, her cunt tightening around my cock, my cock exploding inside of her, and I raise my hips, pushing her up higher as I spasm inside of her, feeling her shuddering around me. There's no noise, for a few seconds there's nothing as we hold tightly to each other, not breathing, our bodies tense, feeling every muscle constrict, pushed inside of her deeply, exploding inside of her, and then I drop my hips back down to the couch, and we both gasp for air as our orgasms coarse through our bodies. She shivers uncontrollably and presses her body down on me as I slide in and out of her slowly, pumping my semen inside of her, her cunt rippling around my cock. Her breath is cool on my neck, tickling me, making me shudder, as she breathes heavily. I twist into her once more, feeling my cock leak into her, and then I lie still, catching my breath, letting the orgasm dissipate slowly, completely relaxed with her body on top of me, wrapped around me.




My Son's Girlfriend



"Mmmm. That was incredible," she whispers, her lips brushing against my ear.

I can't help but laugh, feeling so good, so happy. She pushes herself up to be sitting up straight in front of me, looking down at me. I look up at her, her firm, young body perched on top of me, my cock dwindling inside of her. I groan and stretch, liking the way my body feels as my muscles flex.

"Happy?" she says, a smirk breaking across her lips.

"Yup," I say and sigh.

"I can tell by that shit-eating grin on your face," she says, light and joking, and slides a finger across my lips.

"I can't help it. You just look so good sitting like that," I say and grab her hips.

"Really?" she asks and moves her hips slightly. "I'm glad you approve."

"Definitely," I say and push back up again, not wanting my cock to fall out of her, wanting to stay inside of her.

She turns her head as we both hear a creaking like someone is coming down the stairs. She looks back at me and smiles with that big, impish grin, eager to see what I'll do, what will happen next. I smile back at her and shrug my shoulders, not caring what happens next, just happy to be inside of her, looking at her. Her smirk turns into a big smile and she leans forward to kiss me and I fall into that kiss, holding onto it, wanting it to last forever.