0 comments/ 26322 views/ 3 favorites Milford Family Ch. 01 By: HiveMind Rob sat quietly in his seat and could not believe that he was really flying to US. He had dreamt of this moment ever since he could form a thought and now a young handsome eighteen year old boy from Eastern Europe was sitting in a seat over the Atlantic ocean, already 2 hours into the flight, resting his head on his hand, shivering from excitement and anticipation. He came from a poor family who could not afford sending him out to a university, nor cover such expenses as flying to the states and renting a place. But thanks to his hard labor, those sleepless nights and a promise he had made to himself, to not allow his poor financial position undermine his ambitions, the kid somehow managed to achieve the seemingly impossible. He had been chosen, due to his remarkable ability to take on almost any subject and pass it with top grades. He was no genius, he did not score abnormally high on IQ tests, nor was he very eloquent. He just believed that he had no choice, either do it right or don't do it at all. This earned him a position in an exchange program that a local student union held every two years or so. The flight was already paid for, he would be accepted to a given university for a year, free of charge, and he would spend his days living with a volunteering family. Taking these aspects into account, Rob was still dazzled by how lucky he was. Two days before he would have called you a fool if you told him that he'd be flying to the said dream land. And on top of that -- he would be living in Los Angeles! 'Would you like anything, sir?' A soft, calming feminine voice reached his ears and he instinctively turned towards her. A stewardess was standing right beside him wearing a tight uniform painted in deep blue and yellow. She bent over a little bit allowing a hint of her cleavage to be seen. She looked straight at him, while his eyes couldn't help but wonder. Her breasts, pushed together by that tight dress, slightly moved down as she let the hot air from her lunges leave her body, and up as she inhaled. Truly a delight to watch. 'Maybe a bottle of water?' Rob realized that he was staring for far too long and quickly looked at her only to meet her eyes and that confident smile she had. 'No thank you, I'm fine.' She nodded and straightened her back, her breasts pushing forward, pulling the fragile material that was covering them. Oh how delicious they looked. As she moved, they bounced ever so slightly and jiggled as the plane shook. Rob watched her walk along the isle, moving her beautifully round ass and those scrumptious hips. A mountain had grown between his legs, the head of his dick pressed by his jeans - it really was an uncomfortable position. He let out a sigh and looked through the window pass the man sleeping on his right. It was still bright outside, the wing of the plane shivered and Rob again started dwelling in his thoughts. It was true that his main aim was to receive a higher education, but his imagination was not that narrow and his dreams would sometimes wonder onto different lands. He was already eighteen and yet still had no experience with girls, whatsoever. Not only was the kid still a virgin, he had never even kissed a girl before. And it wasn't that he was not handsome or a slob, on the contrary everyone would praise him for his looks as well as his mind. While he insisted that the lack of female attention was due to the fact that he spent too much time studying, he knew that the underlying reason was part of his character. He was too shy, especially when it came to sex. The moment he discovered masturbation, he spent almost two years with a festering idea that he was a loser, undeserving of love or affection. He was ashamed of himself and this shame had done awful things to his already weak self esteem. He would still spank his monkey, of course. What is a teenager to do? But every time his legs would stop twitching from ecstasy that had just past through him, just as his breathing would return to normal and he would find himself at his computer, porn on the screen and hot white cum dripping into his soaked bellybutton and down his sides, he would be so disgusted with himself so appalled that he would succumb to his desires so easily. He then would swear to never do it again. A silly little lie he liked to repeat. The source of this shame was also unknown as neither he nor his parents were religious or saw sex as a taboo subject. It wasn't a popular topic, mind you, but it wasn't frowned upon either. Now that he was a young adult, he understood that there was nothing wrong with self love, but the damage was still there. He was hoping that this year in US would serve as a perfect opportunity to fix this part of his social life. I mean, American girls are more sexual and more daring, right? He knew that that was what some Americans would say about European girls, but an Eastern Europe country, that only recently had won its freedom, still had conservative values held high and strong. He was part of the first generation and the only generation that had grown up into adulthood under the country's independence. So really, this did seem to provide a plausible explanation why sex was still something everyone kept shush-shush about. He had his hopes up that he would finally get laid and maybe, if the universe was feeling kind, he would manage to find a pretty girl to be by his side. Looking back now, there really was no way that he could have anticipated what actually ended up happening to him. Several hours later the plane finally landed in an airport so big, it almost took an extra hour for the kid to finally leave the place. He was greeted by an older man who introduced himself as Brendon. He looked well into his 40s, however he seemed to be pretty well built for a middle-aged man. A morning beard covered his face as well as his wrinkles, which still seemed to be quite recent. The man smiled and waved at Rob while the kid was going down on an escalator. Brendon was to be his caregiver for the following year, a father figure, if you will. They had talked already even before they met. Once everything was put into place and Rob was allocated to a family, they did not hesitate to contact him. The agency responsible for the program gave out as much detail as possible to both sides and allowed a few months for them to cancel everything. As so Rob had seen a few photos of the Milford family, he also had a few conversations with them over skype and facebook. They all appeared to be peaceful and happy. The family consisted of five people: Brendon, Lynn, Tamera, Jean and Jarod. Brendon was, as mentioned before, the father. What Rob could tell from the details sent to him and the few conversations he had with him, the man had a very calm aura about him. He had a successful business running that covered most of US, with at least one branch in almost every state; he always talked in a low, baritone voice, which had a somewhat hypnotic side to it. He was the kind of man that could say whatever nonsense he desired and yet still sound so interesting that you would not even dare to interrupt. His wife Lynn was similar in character to Brendon. Well at least sort of. Both of them appeared to be always happy and unbelievably friendly. They both would giggle and comment on how handsome Rob looked over skype and how they could not wait for him to finally come live with them. She was a gorgeous middle aged woman, with long, mildly wavy brown hair falling down on her shoulders and her chest. While she was clearly not in her twenties, the barely visible wrinkles were almost perfectly fought off by her skin care products. Her face seemed incredibly symmetrical, her strong jaw line served to emphasize her thick voluptuous lips and she seemed to enjoy biting her lips whenever she would stop talking and would listen and wait for Rob to react. She had a kind of a childish nature to her, while her husband was nothing less than a matured man. While he was a man of few words and would usually get his point across in a matter of seconds, she on the other hand would go onto these long monologues, going off-topic almost every time she spoke. She would giggle at her own jokes and seemed so comfortable being herself, that nothing could ever damage her self-esteem. However she appeared to be a bit na?ve, as the stories and the ambitions she had of how much Rob will accomplish not only made him shy off and put unbelievable expectations on him but sometimes even ventured into the impossible. Yet even with her childishness, at certain moments she seemed irresistibly seductive, even while just staring at the camera. From the photos you could see that both Brendon and Lynn were no strangers to exercising. Lynn's body appeared to be tight and yet curvy at all the right places. Rob's friends called her a milf and he did not disagree however he felt that it would be inappropriate for him to call her that. After all, she was going to be a kind of a mother to him. Tamera was the older daughter of the family. As far as the kid knew, she was in her early twenties, just about done with her bachelor's degree in Psychology. He never talked to her, she would never appear on skype. She did accept Rob's invitation on facebook but never bothered to message him or respond to his attempts of communication. She was the only person Rob was genuinely concerned about, as from her behavior it appeared that Tamera was not that fond of him staying with them for a whole year. Even thought everyone else insisted that that was far from the truth and the reason Tamera was always absent was just that. She was a very outgoing person, never home, always on the run. By the looks of it, she was quite the popular and the wild one too. At least that was what her facebook photos led Rob to believe. Always in a club, always surrounded by buff, six-pack abs kind of guys and girls so sexy, Rob could never even dare to think of approaching. All of this was unsurprising, as Tamera looked like she just came off from the covers of fashion magazines. She had a body hundreds of men would lay their lives for and it looked like she was not the one that would shy off from using it to her own advantage. Jean was the youngest daughter, while already eighteen she sometimes appeared younger due to her petite body. However she did not seem to be bothered by her short size at all and in fact she would joke around about her size and how life is different to the one Tamera has. She had average length hair that barely reached her shoulders. Jean seemed to be quite an extravert, just like her mother. Almost every photo of her, showed her with a smile so cute and adorable, her hair dyed in pompous colours. Rob gathered that she seemed to enjoy dressing provocatively and liked to show more skin than girls would usually choose to. On the other hand, they were living in Los Angeles, so I guess there was no real reason for wearing many clothing anyway. She would write messages to Rob almost every day. These messages would sometimes consist just of a short greeting and a reminder of how excited she was that he would be living with them. Other times they would be as long as a chapter of a novel, where she would describe how her day went and how she spent her day with people Rob had never even heard of and how they did things people would never bother to pay attention to. Rob, however, did his best and responded every time and did not let any detail slip him by. Due to this, once he was already on his way to US, he had a strong impression of Lynn's friends, who dated who, how they acted and what their hobbies were. Finally Jarod was the only son in the family. He seemed, as far as Rob could tell, almost an exact copy of his father. He enjoyed sports, but also seemed unbelievably chill. His facebook profile picture was of a drawn man who was holding an almost finished joint, pointing a finger at it and saying 'No'while smoke was coming out of his mouth. At the bottom of the picture a caption said 'Jarod always says no to drugs'. The comments all basically said the same thing: 'That is so you'. Brendon greeted Rob with a hug and a few minutes later they were already on the way. Rob could not help but admire LA, how different everyone looked, how differently the hot air filled his lungs and cuddled him from inside. As the wind from the open window played with his hair, they talked about the weather and the flight and every other unimportant topic they could think of. Both of them weren't chatty people but they did well. Brendon smiled throughout the way and hinted that everyone were already waiting for him back home. While this made Rob a bit nervous, he also knew that he wanted to meet everyone just as much as they did. The house was huge, with a tall designer made fence surrounding it from the outside world and a front yard neatly taken care of. Flowers and a stoned path led them from the car to the beautiful red wood front door. Brendon grabbed the handle and stopped for a second. He looked at Rob and smiled and said 'Welcome home'. He opened the door only to reveal a huge room with a luxurious hanging chandelier over in the centre. The place received quite a lot of light from the large windows that seemed to be almost everywhere. The sunshine reaching the crystal glass pieces of the chandelier diffracted and coloured the white painted stairs with soft rainbow colours. The floor was made out of glassy looking plates which also reflected the falling light. Everything looked so bright and yet so feelingly comfortable. In the middle, in a kind of a curvy row, the rest of the Milford family was standing. They looked like they have been eagerly standing there ever since they saw Brendon's car driving into the front yard. 'Everyone, meet Rob!' Brendon introduced. Jean could no longer hold off her excitement and jumped upfront. She ran with her naked feet towards Rob and hugged him with such force that Rob had to take a few steps back. She was even smaller than he had expected. The side of her face pushed into Rob's chest, the top of her head hardly reached his chin and she was already standing on her toes. Her warm hands surrounded him and he could feel her small perky breasts massaging just below his chest as she breathed and talked. 'You're finally here!' she exclaimed still hugging him. She can't have been wearing a bra as Rob could easily feel her hard nipples circling around his celiac plexus. She was wearing teeny tiny jean shorts that barely even covered her ass. It was one of those things that let the bottom part of a girls' bum jump out for some freedom. The only other thing she was wearing was a loose black tank top which was hardly holding off on her shoulders with needle thin strings. If one of them would have fallen off her shoulder, her breast would be exposed for the whole wide world to see. Not that that would be a bad thing. And that was about all that she was wearing, aside from panties of course, but even that was debatable. The sudden feminine touches and implied nudity once again had awoken the curiosity of Rob's dick, which he quickly tried to calm down by repeating 'Don't. Don't you fucking dare, don't you fucking dare'to himself in his mind. 'Jeez, Jean! Let him breath, you'll have plenty of time to cuddle!' The seductive undertones even in such a plain sentence were undeniably there and from that Rob already knew who was talking. He lifted his eyes from Jean who was still glued to his body and looked forward were Lynn was standing with her arms crossed and a smile that only she could manage to pull off. 'It's very nice to finally meet you, Jean.' Rob smiled and hugged her back for a second or two. Jean finally let him go, but she still stood right beside him with her eyes stuck to his face. 'Wow, you're even more handsome than I thought you would be' said Lynn. She was wearing a sexy little flowered dress that unfortunately covered most of her body all the way down to her toes. However there was still some cleavage to be seen which was more than enough. She slowly walked towards Rob and gave him a welcoming hug. Her hug, unlike the one Jean gave, was not abrupt, forceful or fast. It was rather slow, premeditated. She put her hand on his shoulder and gave a little squeeze. She then put a step forward and bent over a bit while with her other hand she surrounded Rob and slightly pushed him towards her. Once again the delight of having breasts pushed on your body was presented to Rob. Lynn was a real woman, curvy in all the right ways, her hips, her breasts, a silhouette of a perfect woman. Her childish side was nowhere to be seen, she was just a seductive, sexual presence that made Robs legs shiver just by touching his shoulders. The hug lasted nowhere as long as the one Jean gave him, but it had twice the effect. She released him from his arms and looked at his eyes for a second, smiled and, while Rob himself isn't sure if that actually happen, gave him a little wink. She turned around and by slowly moving her hips she returned towards a girl who could have only been Tamera. Words could hardly describe how Tamera looked so there really is no point in attempting it. She was the girl. Teenage boys have twenty tabs opened on their laptops with pictures of the girl they spend every night masturbating to. Tamera was their dream girl. Young males see the girl standing at the bar with her tight dress that would haunt their fantasies for days later. They see her and immediately turn their looks away and only dare to peek at her every once in a while. Everyone stupid enough to approach such perfection would eventually end up being rejected, not by her, but by their confidence and self respect. If her figure did not disarm you, her eyes will do that without failure. Tamera was the girl. Older men leave their families just to have the chance to talk to girls like her. And while there was no excuse for them, the desire, the taste of the girls' skin would be too much for a single human to handle. She was the girl. She looked at Rob and a wave of pleasure and anxiety went through his body. She did not move and she did not give him a hug. She just looked at him and smiled and said hello. And this was enough to start a war for. 'I ain't gonna hug you man, but just let me shake your hand' said Jarod and walked towards Rob. 'Meet my freaky over sexualized family.' He laughed and looked at the girls. The mother was smiling with her hands once again crossed, Jean was almost jumping around from excitement and Tamera rolled her eyes and walked away. 'Son, could you give Rob a tour of his new home?' 'Sure thing' And they all left, while Jarod proceeded to introduce Rob to everyplace in the house, which was a mansion to say the least. This took longer than one would expect. He showed him the backyard, the pool, the small stone fountain in the middle of it. He showed him the massive living room, the long kitchen with a view of the pool and finally the room Rob was going to stay in. They talked and joked around about particularly unimportant things, which, to be fair, served as a decent ice breaker. Jarod seemed to be just as Rob had expected him to be and they got along quite well so far. While they were on the tour Jean followed their every step yet generally kept quiet, only throwing a sentence or two on occasions of silence. Although she always gave out the most adorable smile whenever Rob looked at her, her body language made him believe that she was a bit tense however. When Jarod finally told Rob that he would now lead him to his soon to be room, Jean livened up and once again jumped forward only this time towards Jarod and asked him if she could have the honor of showing it to Rob instead. Jarod was a bit skeptical at first and looked at her with a strangely twisted face that could have meant really anything. Yet he managed to force a smile and nod and reply with a 'sure'. Jean could not have been happier. She grabbed Rob's hand, her palm intertwined with his all the while holding her other palm firmly on his wrist, Jean started dragging Rob upstairs. Rob looked at Jarod to see if he had maybe reconsidered this, however Jarod just nodded once more, without a sight of a smile, a bit worried even and said: Milford Family Ch. 01 'Just be careful with that one'. Jean remained ignorant and kept dragging the poor kid with her. The room was a source of a mild disappointment. It appeared to be quite simple compared to the rest of the house. A small wooden table could be found pushed all the way up to the right wall, a comfy looking desk chair was near, then a closet and a double sized bed on the left. That was it. It was all Rob could ever need, but I guess he got a bit spoiled by the luxurious surprises the house had in store for him. Jean finally let go of Rob's arm only to close the door and jump on the bed. She looked at him, supporting herself with her arms, her slim legs positioned in a way that her knees were touching yet her feet were far apart. She looked at him for a minute or two, ignoring Rob's comments on how excited he is and how amazing their home was. She then smiled and replied with a 'I'm glad you like it!' She stood up and placed her hand on his shoulder. 'I hope we'll grow to be best friends soon! Actually I'm sure of it!' Those dreaded words 'best friends'. This surprised Rob for a second as he was certain to have felt some sexual tension coming from her. Not that he would dare to do anything of sexual nature with her; she was supposed to be his sister! She turned around and walked all the way to the desk. She then bent over, her legs still straight, her bum now all up in the air and she started searching for something in the lowest drawer. Her ass moved slightly whiles her but cheeks were pushed tightly by her almost illegally small shorts. Rob looked at her beautiful bare feet, her surprisingly long, slim legs leading all the way to her petite yet round ass that was presented to him in the most unforgiving manner. Only a few millimeters of cloth stood between Rob and probably the most perfect round ass nature could fathom in millions of years. He stood there frozen, his mouth slightly open, eyes fixated on those damn jean shorts. He did not notice Jean's eyes locked on to him, staring between her legs. She stood up straight and slowly turned around. The smile he saw the first time he met her finally came back and she was once again shining. 'You know it's inappropriate to stare, right?' She asked and pushed Robs' nervous system into damage control. He started twitching a bit and apologizing to which Jean replied with: 'Gum?' He looked confused and she showed him a pack of menthol gum in her hand. 'Would you like some?' 'No thank you'. 'Well then, I guess I'll leave you to it. You've got a lot of unpacking to do! Don't forget that dinner is in an hour'. Still smiling she turned around and walked out of the room while Rob stood there baffled and confused. Setting up took some time, but Rob was thorough and restless. His clothes now neatly hanging in the closet, laptop connected and all set up, his favorite book by Dostoevsky resting near his pillow. Once he was done, he went downstairs where everyone was already at the dinner table eagerly waiting for Lynn to bring in the food. Nothing particularly remarkable happened at the dinner table. There were moments when Rob could feel the sharp looks that Jean was giving him. During those moments her eyes would uncomfortably fixate onto him and she would smile with a devilishly cute smile. Jarod seemed chill as always, even more than one could expect, actually. He did not sit straight; he was almost lying on the chair, with only his chest and his head not hidden by the table. Brendon seemed happy although sometimes he would drop a serious look at his kids which would in return make them straighten up and focus their attention on the food rather than somewhere else. Lynn was exceptionally quiet, her head almost always pointing downwards to her plate, she rarely muttered a word. This made Rob a bit worried. An idea popped up in his mind that Jean might have told everyone that she caught Rob starring at her ass. This would obviously ruin their relationship, as that would mean that Rob saw Brendons' daughters, and got forbid his wife, as potential dates rather than family members. Rob could not even dare to think that way of the Milford women, but he also understood that such interpretations were possible. Although he calmed himself down thinking that he would have been already kicked out if Brendon or anyone else would've come up with such conclusions. There was, however, clearly something going on in the air, which caused this apparent unhappiness in Lynn. Being realistic Rob knew that every family has its skeletons in the closet, but he also found it inappropriate for him to dwell on the possible problems this family might have had while it hasn't even been a day since he moved in. Tamera was nowhere to be seen thought, which might have been the reason. He did not want to ask. Lynn invited everyone for a glass of wine in the backyard once the food was finished. They sat there, lit only by a small light bulb near the backyard door and the reflection from the pool. They giggled and talked and all seemed well. Brendon talked about his daughters; how Tamera was a late bloomer and that it was only when she was 19 did she ever brought a boy back home. Jean was a different case altogether, even as young as twelve year olds she would bring a kid from the neighborhood and introduce him to Brendon and Lynn as her boyfriend and soon to be husband. And she would do this almost every week, different boys' hand locked in her palm. 'This continued for so long... And then we bought her a puppy.' Brendon was ignorant to the mumbling sounds Jean was making throughout his little speech and he only giggled to her signs asking him to stop. He was enjoying seeing her blush, which was a rare occasion, he assured. Jean looked embarrassed, her hair falling over her face, trying to hide her adorably reddened cheeks. She would throw a short look at Rob to see how he was reacting to her childhood stories and would immediately look away when he would catch her staring. 'Now Jarod has always been the different side of this household.'Brendon continued. 'I can't imagine how it felt growing up with such strong feminine characters surrounding him. I wasn't always home, you know. But he never had any problem with his masculinity, have you Jarod?' 'Whatever you say, dad'he responded and smiled. 'You know I caught him smoking pot once? Me and mom had a hard time figuring out how we should approach it.' 'What did you do?'Rob was curious. 'We changed our perspective.'Brendon laughed. 'We decided that's it's not really a problem. His grades were good, his social life was booming, he was still active in sports. Honestly there seemed to be no negative side to this at all. We did have chat of course. We made a deal that he shouldn't move on to anything stronger, that he should keep it in moderation and that he would not smoke at home.' 'Actually, it was his stash that I was smoking up when he caught me all those years ago.'Jarod commented and they all laughed. 'Well I admit to the occasional joint or two.'Brendon confessed. 'Key word is occasional, Jarod.' It was a good evening that went by way too fast. Milfords seemed to be a happy family, sometimes uncomfortably sexual, but inspiringly open and sincere. That night Rob could not sleep. Even though a fair amount of alcohol was circling around his body, his eyes could barely stay shut. His mind wondered for a few minutes around the Milford females, how amazing they seemed in both looks and character. He fantasized about Lynn and her large breasts massaging his chest. He relived Jean bending over, only this time he approached her and stroked her ass cheeks while she moaned and encouraged him to take her shorts off. He unconsciously grabbed his dick, now stiff as a rock and started stroking himself under the sheets. His hand riding all the way up to the head and all the way down to balls now eager to release his hot cum. He stopped himself, however. Always on his way, yet never at the finish line. He stood up and went out as his bladder was about as eager as his balls were. Everyone was already asleep and the house was drowned in darkness. Rob started walking along the corridor trying to remember were the bathroom was through the dazzle of drunkenness. It was supposed to be somewhere near and he has already been wondering a decent of 5 minutes, walking around back and forth, stopping to think at every door he came across. It would be silly to say that he was lost, but he wasn't on track either. Finally he decided to go all the way down the corridor as he remembered Jarod mentioning another bathroom there. On his way, he suddenly stopped. A ray of light could be seen coming from underneath a door leading to the main bedroom. A small hint of someone talking could be heard. Rob looked around, making sure if there was really no one around him. He then carefully stepped towards the door, slowly pushing his ear to the door and then holding his breath. A gasp. A cute high toned moan. 'Yes... Please... It's been hard waiting all day... All the way in just like you always do...' He could hear someone moving inside. Out of all the noises coming from the bedroom, the bed gently screeching and the sound of heavy breathing, he could make out separate words. 'We already talked about this. What were you thinking?'said a strong manly voice which could have only belonged to Brendon. 'Ah... I'm sorry... Please, let's not talk about this right now... You're ... It's going all the way...' 'I thought we all came to an agreement on how we will approach this. I'm sorry to say it, but I'm a bit disappointed in you.' She moaned again, this time louder than before. Her voice was as high pitched as it could get with ecstasy filled tones all over. If Rob listened very carefully he could hear the squishy, watery sounds coming from their bodies. The whole room was filled with the sound, smell and orgasmic feeling of sex. 'It's just hard to resist... Aaahh... You know how I can get...' 'I know, baby. I know. I'm not mad. You know I can't be mad. Just no more slip ups. Let's do this the way we discussed. Okay?' 'Oo... Okay.' 'Now tell me where you want it.' 'I... I want it... I need it in...' 'Tell me, don't be shy.' The moaning only got more intense and this shook Rob right back into reality. He looked around again, now thinking more straight, he remembered where the bathroom is. He wanted to listen for the finale, but he did not want to risk it. Rationality once again won and he slowly and quietly walked to the bathroom and then back to his room, where he pondered about how lucky Brendon was to have such an amazing wife as Lynn. In the morning, once Rob opened his eyes he immediately jumped out of the bed without even checking what time it was. The sun was out, so it was late enough. He did not want to be lazy and lay in bed. If his dreams were of any indication, he would end up fantasizing again, only this time he might not resist the urge to cum. Rob made his bed and jumped straight into the shower. Yet the hot water and the privacy of a shower resulted in him getting hard for no apparent reason, once again. It's been quite some time since he masturbated, so he had an excuse for these sudden outbursts of lust. However he was in a shower now, there was no way anybody would catch him here and it was the perfect place to make a mess. If there ever was an opportunity, this was it. His cock twitched while he was debating himself whether he should do it. Rob then suddenly turned the water from hot to cold and quickly his horniness subsided. He did not understand were this desire to not masturbate was coming from. Something in his subconscious must have been hinting to him that he should not allow himself any release just yet. When he walked back to his room and got fully dressed, he looked through his window. He could see Lynn doing her morning exercises in the backyard. She was wearing those elastic sport shorts that seemed impossibly tight, yet allowed for precise movement. The shorts, while not as short as Jean was wearing the day before, still barely covered her thighs. They also hugged her buttocks so tightly, you could see where the small gap between them began and ended. Her belly was naked, and her tits were only covered by the same material sportswear. She bent over, her ass pointing upwards, hands touching her toes. She then straightened and surprisingly turned towards Rob. She waved to him, gesturing him to come down. Rob complied and went downstairs, all the way to the backyard. 'Hey there! How was your night?' Rob looked at Lynn, this time in more detail and god what important details they were. She had her hair tied behind her head, her bright blue eyes were mesmerizing. Once again, she seemed to not be wearing a bra as her pointy nipples could be clearly seen sticking out and pulling the tight material along the way. Her breasts were pushed together so tightly that a single movement would cause them to bounce over and over. She had a cute inner bellybutton with a small beauty spot right next to it. As they talked, Rob kept glimpsing and admiring her body. Her shorts seemed even tighter than before, not only allowing for a full on overview of her beautiful round ass, but you could also see that she had a camel toe situation going on! The material went up a bit into her making that beautiful curve to appear. No matter how much Rob wanted to, he could not get a better view of it, though. They chatted for a while. Lynn told him that everyone had already left the house for one reason or another. While they left quite early Lynn was somehow convinced that they wouldn't come back home until it was noon. 'So the house is ours for an hour or two'she winked. She tried convincing Rob to join in on her morning exercising, but Rob could only decline such an invitation after his face reddened from embarrassment. He explained that while he did hit the gym or the basketball court every now and then, yet he hasn't done any stretching or yoga in his entire life. As a result he was incredibly inflexible. Lynn giggled and tapped his shoulder, encouraging him that it takes time and that she is confident that once he got into the rhythm of exercising every morning this little problem of his would quickly dissolve. She then looked at him and bit her lower lip like she liked to do. A hint of her bright white teeth appeared as they softly bit into the lip. 'Fancy some juice?' She asked and without waiting for a reply she went inside, allowing Rob to look at her ass, barely covered by her little shorts. They went into the kitchen and poured themselves something to drink. Lynn positioned herself in the corner, her hands placed behind her back, her legs slightly crossed at her ankles. 'So how's your game holding up, Rob?' 'Sorry?' 'Oh! I forgot that... That you're not from around here, you know your accent is barely noticeable! It's just a jargon that kids use these days when talking about girls.' She cleared her throat and smiled. 'How are you in the lady department, silly?' 'I... Uh...' Rob was clearly taken aback by such a question. 'I'm sorry if I'm being intrusive! Not that I want to...' she suddenly started apologizing. 'I just wanted... I just figured we might get to know each other better, right? And I know you kids, at this age, there's really only so many things you think about, right? Haha, I mean. I don't want to...' She took a deep breath. 'Oh no! Please, it's okay. You can ask me whatever you'd like, really.' Rob reassured her. This made her almost instantly more comfortable as her body became visibly less tense. 'So... Is there a girl waiting for you back home?' Rob started to get shy, his eyes jumping around all over the place. 'Well... Uh... No, not really.' 'Oh no! What happened, then?' 'What do you mean?' 'Well I figure such a handsome little man would definitely have a girl besides him. Since you don't, you must've had one before, right? ' Rob lowered his gaze fixating his eyes on his feet. 'Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel bad.' 'That's okay, it's just that I'm always so shy when it comes to topics like this, I don't even know why... No, I admit to never having a girlfriend. It's clearly not something I am proud of, but I guess it just never happened.' 'It's okay you know, there is no need to rush these things.' Lynn looked genuinely concerned. She then looked at her blushing new boy and wicked thoughts began running through her mind. The tension in her body was now completely gone, as her body relaxed while she pondered. Lynn bit her lip once again, giggled and calmly asked Rob: 'But you have had... You have made love before?' Once again Rob could not help but blush like a little child and turn his looks back at the floor. 'Oh my...' Lynn replied in a soft seductive voice that sounded more intrigued than surprised. 'Well this is even more interesting than I thought it would be.' She looked over Rob from top to bottom, her piercing and seductive eyes gazing on him from his feet to his private area, to his arms and finally meeting his eyes. 'Tell me, boy. Do you find me attractive?' Lynn was now a completely different person. She was no longer just a motherly figure of the household; her sexy seductive side finally came to the surface with a bang. She slowly pushed herself with her hands forward, her nipples aiming straight at him. Placing one bare foot directly in front of another she slowly walked towards Rob. Her hips softly swaying from left to right, allowing only half a second glimpses of her camel toe. She walked up to Rob, her whole body almost ramming into his. Her face positioned only a few centimeters away from Robs, he could feel her hot breath and smell her deliciously tasty body odor. She stood there for a second, her fingers touching Rob's left arm, face so close to his cheek. She smiled. 'You know I saw you watching.'She quietly whispered into his ear. Rob now breathing faster, his heart now beating faster, he tried to take a step back but her hand tightly griped his wrist and her face slowly followed his. 'Shh... It's okay.'She said. 'Do you like watching me?' He only barely turned towards her but stopped after realizing that she was now so close to him that if he continued, their noses would end up touching. He could see her left eye, now burning with an uncontrollable desire. He could see that she had a plan, while he squirmed like a little pussy around, this beautiful woman, holding him tightly near herself, had it all figured it out. Not a sight of doubt or questioning in her eyes. 'Answer me, Rob. Did you like watching me? Do you like my tight stretchy outfit? Do you like how they squeeze me tits so, so hard and how they uncover the shape of my ass?'She smiled devilishly. 'Did you like when I bent over?' She went even closer, her lips even slightly touching his ear. 'I did that for you, Rob. I saw you in the window.' Rob gulped and could not move. He was now frozen, hypnotized by her soft voice echoing in his ear and his mind. 'And did you like my dress yesterday? I saw you looking then too. You saw that I wasn't wearing a bra, did you? Answer me Rob.'She continued. Rob could only manage to nod his head. 'Did you know why I was wearing that dress? Do you know why I bent over for you to look at my luscious ass? Tell me, Rob, why would I do that.' He finally turned his head and he was now facing her face to face, eyes to eyes. 'Why'he mumbled. 'Because I like it.'She exclaimed. 'In fact, I love it. I crave for a man, Rob. Just knowing that you're watching me, looking at all my naughty parts, undressing me... That's just pure ecstasy. Tell me, Rob, did you think about me? Did I leave an impression on you?' Milford Family Ch. 01 'Yes'he could only mutter single words, clearing his throat every second or two. 'Did you... fantasize about me?' 'Yes.' 'While you were in bed, with only your trousers on, those silky sheets sliding on your body... Did you think of me, Rob?' 'Yes... Ma'am...' 'Did you think of my naked body?'Rob nodded. 'And did you... Play... With yourself?'Her hand started slowly caressing his biceps, stroking it up and down imitating a motion of stroking a cock. 'I... I wanted to.' 'You wanted to?'she stopped surprised 'But you didn't?' 'I... I resisted the urge.' She stared at him and then smiled as a child during Christmas. 'Such modesty! My god! You truly are a gem!' She smiled and gently grabbed Rob's face and turned it completely towards her. 'I think we should indulge these... needs of ours, don't you think? We should really get to know each other too.' She slightly blew into Rob's mouth. 'Go ahead, Rob. You can look. No need to hide behind the curtains and no need for that peripheral vision of yours! Please, Rob. Take a closer look.' Lynn finally let Rob go and looked down. 'Come. Don't be shy, I want you to. Look at how my nipples poke out of my tank top. I chose the tightest one just for you, you know.' Rob could no longer resist, his face went downward until he was at the level of her breasts. He looked at how perfectly round and large they were. He stared and then stared some more whilst time flew by like the asshole it was. 'Well that's enough of advertising! I think I should really take this top off, wouldn't you agree?'Lynn laughed and Rob could only manage to respond with a nod. The moment Lynn grabbed her top and slowly pulled it over her head Robs' dick jumped up so suddenly and forcefully that one could even say it almost ripped his jeans right then and there. Her breasts were even more perfect than he had imagined. Her large tits fell just a little bit, yet surprisingly still appeared perfectly firm. Her small areolas stood out with the soft pink colour they had, while the nipples themselves looked like something saints would be glad to suckle on. And to think this woman has given birth to three children already. Rob was mesmerized, hypnotized, completely lost in a visage that no movie or picture or even fantasy could compete with. His mouth watering, he was afraid to blink. Lynn was obviously enjoying showing her body off to the young boy as her smile did not disappear for even a millisecond. 'Rob?' She asked but her voice was clearly not registered by his now overheating temporal lobe. 'Honey?' Finally he looked up with his dried up eyes, his mouth still open. Lynn couldn't help but giggle. 'Well I'm glad that you're so... Emm... Immersed, but some verbal commentary would be quite appreciated!' 'I...'Rob gulped. 'They're... They're perfect.' He looked back at them, then quickly back at her. 'Could I touch... Maybe?' 'Of course, lover boy.' It was like a dream come true, but as soon as Rob raised his hand Lynn quickly stopped him. 'On second thought...'She straightened up turned around and slowly walked to the chair that was closest to them. She sat down, her top half completely naked, her hair falling down so seductively on her shoulders. She spread her legs and pushed her crotch a bit forward; she put the tip of her pinky in her mouth and smiled again. 'I think... Maybe we should take this step by step, hmm? You already showed how disciplined you are, it would be a shame to not include such a virtue in our naughty plans, wouldn't it?'One could only assume what she meant by plans, but if it involved her exposing her tits more often -- Rob was in. 'So let's turn this into a more than just one time event. Let's progress slowly; I wouldn't want to scare a shy little virgin away!'She then lifted her butt off the chair and slowly moved in a circle exposing her camel toe even more to her embarrassed young guest. 'And believe me, sly -- I know how to please.' She giggled like a little school girl being kinky for the first time in her life. 'So here are some rules of the game. Imagine this as the first stage. You can look wherever you want and however long you want, my body is yours to explore. However... There can be no mutual touching.' Lynn stared down at Rob waiting for his reaction. 'Okey.' He agreed.'That's reasonable. In fact, that's more than I could have ever imagined... But what do you mean by 'mutual'? 'Well I'm not that mean; I don't want you to suffer from blue balls for the rest of the day! By mutual I imply that while you can't touch me, nor can I touch you but we are free to pleasure ourselves.' 'You mean in front of each other?' 'Of course! That's the fun part!' 'I'm kind of embarrassed...' 'Shush! Enough talking, Rob. You're either in or out.' 'I'm... I'm in, definitely.' 'Good choice.' Her face lit up. 'Now come closer, I don't believe you've finished exploring.' He came closer to her, looking down at her breasts once again. 'I think these babies got enough of your attention for now. I believe I had caught your glimpses somewhere else.' Rob looked at her to confirm if she was referring to what he thought. 'Get on your knees bad boy.' His head now was facing directly to Lynn crotch. She had her legs spread wide for him so there was no camel toe to be seen, but that was still hardly disappointing. His face was now only few centimeters away from what could only be describe as Eden here on earth. The warmth coming from her pussy could almost be felt despite the material, while delicious smell of her sex completely filled his nose and teased his hungry sexual desires. 'Let me show you something' she slowly lowered her hand down her pelvis and onto her panties. With a slight touch of her finger she made the material touch the outside of her cunt. Once the finger went away it uncovered a small oval wet spot on them. 'I'm all wet down there Rob. You made me wet just by looking at me. Your still childishly sparkling eyes devouring my body turned my pussy so hot that I can barely hold off my juices.' Her hand then slowly went under the material. Rob could see the outlines of her fingers going down and then suddenly disappearing as she pushed them deep inside of her dripping cunt. She let out a slight moan and then dragged her fingers back outside and out of her shorts. Lynn held her two fingers right in front of Robs' face, slightly separating them only to show her wetness dragging from one finger to another. 'Stick out your tongue' she instructed and all Rob could do was to comply to her every order. He stuck his tongue out and closed his eyes. A drop of her juices started slowly descending down from the tip of her fingers and finally landing on his tongue. He the closed his mouth and swirled it around trying to savor the taste for as long as he could. 'Tell me Rob. Do you like how I taste?' 'If only there was a takeaway service of such delights -- I'd go bankrupt'. His silly attempts at humor served to amuse Lynn even more. While she giggled for a second, the goddess brought the arousing seductive tone straight back. 'I think it's time for me take these off. They are getting drenched!'She raised her ass again and slowly pulled the shorts off. She then straightened up and spread her legs for Rob to once again indulge into the wonders of her dripping cunt. Rob observed how her juices sparkled on her tiny pussy lips. She had a small patch of hair leading down. It was easily the most beautiful and breathe taking sight the boy had ever seen in his life. He had imagined this moment, the moment when a woman finally uncovers herself of her clothes, but his dreams never came close to the real deal. It was quite possibly the most inspiring and gorgeous thing in the whole universe. He damned the rules that Lynn had introduced but was still respectful enough to not break them. The pain in his crotch was now unbearable and it was the only thing that was powerful enough to awaken him from the hypnotic state that he was in. 'I have to... It's getting too tight for me' he desperately looked at Lynn asking for permission to unclothe. Luckily she was more than enthusiastic of it. She quickly jumped up and asked Rob to stand up. 'It's only fair that I get a show just like you did!' she exclaimed. Rob then took off his shirt uncovering his slim pale body. While he wasn't skinny, there was still barely any sight of fat on him. His body still looked young, his muscles, while not ripped and popped out, could still be seen and outlined. He then started unbuttoning his pants. They fell off on their own leaving him standing there in only his boxers - his cock was clearly visible inside them. A slight curve upwards, while the cock itself was pushed to the side. It pulsated with every breath of embarrassment. At the tip there was a clear spot of wetness -- something that didn't go unnoticed by Lynn. 'Looks like I'm not the only one who's dripping.' She moved closer to him and dropped to her knees to admire his raging uncontrollable hard on from up close. 'Rob.' After a few moments she finally spoke, now her mouth watering just like Robs did a few minutes ago. 'I want you to whip it out. Show it to me, Rob. I want to see your beautiful large cock freed out of these boxers! Rob, please! It would only be fair, wouldn't it?' Rob could not allow any disappointment for the goddess. Plus his dick was already screaming in both pain and pleasure, and he was eager to get rid of the pain part of the whole experience. Once he started dragging his boxers down, the material hooked onto his dick and dragged it down along only making it bounce back up once it got unhooked. Like a prisoner finally released to freedom his cock jumped and pulsed a few times as if gasping for air and a drop or two of pre-cum came out of the tip of it. Lynn gasped when it all happened and started giggling while pushing her face as close to it as possible without touching. She sniffed it and observed it from every angle while commenting on how beautiful it was. 'You do not disappoint, young man!' she yelled out while trying to see her own reflection in the pre-cum storing up on the tip. 'This size, well it really is more than one could ask and the girth, oh my god... But this curve... Rob, this curve! I can almost feel as if I'm being fucked just by thinking of all the spots that it would hit inside me.' She was grinding her naked wet pussy on the hot air between her legs as if imitating the act of fucking. 'Words can't describe how much I want your cock in my mouth right now. You have no idea how much I want to taste you, but most of all... I need you inside me. My pretty little cunt hungers for your beautiful dick, Rob! But... rules are rules.' Unsurprisingly she was quite verbal of her discoveries unlike Rob. She the leaned back and laid her back on the cold plates of the kitchen. Her legs still bent and wide open she raised her pussy towards Robs' dick. 'I can't take it anymore, Rob! Enough teasing! I need... I need to cum so bad.' She then pushed her fingers deep inside of her once, then took it out and plunked them back in. The sounds of her dripping pussy being pleasured by her fingers filled the kitchen. 'Stroke it, Rob! Stroke that big cock of yours for me. Give me a show; I want to see the devilish pleasure on your face! I want to see you explode!'Her voice would crack as she was continuously fucking herself with her fingers. Her body now tensed so much that only her feet and her shoulders were touching the ground. Rob quickly grabbed his dick with his right hand and started stroking it as he had done it numerous times before. He knew that he couldn't last long. He was already so close, his pre-cum covering his tip completely, making sounds as his fist pumped his hot throbbing cock up and down, up and down. Lynn was at his feet, twirling and moaning in ecstasy, just below his dick. The sounds of both of them masturbating to each other completely filled the room, their moans accompanying each other, it was a beautiful duet. Both of them pleasuring themselves, closing in on the moment of no return, knocking on the door of orgasm. Lynn twirling her pussy clockwise then switching to counterclockwise. He fingers still deep inside of her hitting the hot insides of her cunt. Her juices were falling down to the floor creating a small puddle of sex. She could barely contain herself, her other hand now quickly circling around her clit. She was staring at Rob the entire time. Every time she moaned, he moaned. His face blushed red, his chest lifting up and going down so quickly now. He was near the edge and so was she. 'I'm going to cum for you! I'm coming for you, Rob!' she exclaimed and released a large powerful moan out of her mouth. Her whole body started uncontrollably twitching forcing her to lose her balance and fall down on her ass. Her fingers still in her pussy their movement started to slow down and eventually completely stop. She was lying on the floor, smelling like heaven, sweat on her forehead and a gigantic smile on her face. She then noticed that Rob was closing in and was about to take a step away, but she quickly interrupted him. 'Don't you run away, I want you to shoot it all over, Rob! I want your hot cum to shower my skin.' And as soon as she finished her words so did he. His final pumps forced out a huge amount of cum out of his cock now screaming out in joy. The incredible amount of cum shot out of his dick like a bullet from a gun -- the result of her teases and his abstinence was incredible. The cum dropped all over Lynn covering her chest, hitting her belly button, a few small drops even touching her overly sensitive clit. She moaned once again and covered her clit with his cum entirely. Finally both of them started gasping for breath and giggling like the kids in love they actually were. Rob holding himself onto a table, breathing heavily, looking at Lynn laying on the floor laughing and still letting out a moan or two. She really was a goddess, an Aphrodite. Even while blushing, sweat on her face and cum all over her she managed to look classy, adorable, seductive and unbelievably gorgeous. 'Wow' she said and continued to lay on the floor. Rob went down and rested near her, his fingers almost touching hers. He looked into her eyes and smiled, she smiled back. 'Permission to touch?' he asked and she nodded. He grabbed her hand and slightly squeezed it. 'Well... How are you, virgin boy?' she asked smiling. 'I just wish I wouldn't wake up' he replied.