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Sweet Memories
Chapter Three

Nancy followed me down the hall and into the master bedroom. As I lead the way my mind was racing. I was still trying to get my mind to believe I had just fucked the neighbor lady. I’ve always like Nancy Smith but up until now I had never had a sexual desire for her. Now I was actually looking forward to the next round of sex.
“I told your wife I wanted to try out your fancy new shower and now I finally get the chance.” Nancy said as I turned the lights on in the master bathroom.
“Lord will you look at that! I still can’t get over how large that shower is. How many people can you fit in there?” Nancy said as she stood naked at the doorway.
“I don’t know. Maybe someday I’ll get to find out. I’m betting at least four if not six people could fit in it.” I replied as I walked to the where a touchpad was attached in the shower on the wall.
We had remodeled the master bedroom suite two years ago. It had required moving a few walls and plenty of money. The bedroom alone was 14ft. by 18ft. The bathroom was a few feet shorter. The shower took up most of the back of the room.
“How big is that the shower?” Nancy asked as I began pushing buttons on the LED screen.
“The shower is 5ft X 8ft.” I answered. The front wall was clear glass, as was the right sidewall. At each end was a shower head. Overhead there were two “rain shower” heads, on left wall below the shower head were 3 water jets and a hand held shower wand. The back wall had another set of 3 jets. The left end and back wall as well as the floor were stone.
“How long does the hot water last in a b**st like this?” Nancy asked as she stood at the entrance.
“The shower has its own on-demand water heater. That way we never run out of water.” I answered as the shower heads began spewing water.
“Each shower head and the jets water pressure as well as the water temperature are controlled by this touch pad.” I said as Nancy stepped in.
Nancy walked back to the shower head which had the water wand. She turned to face me and my cock stirred as I stared at her low hanging tits. Her nipples were hard as the water cascaded over her.
“That’s Dawns favorite stop in here.” I said with a grin.
“Why’s that?” Nancy asked as she began rubbing her breasts.
“That ledge there is for sitting on and if you grab that wand and turn the small handle on the wall you’ll see why in a minute or two.” I answered as I rubbed my cock and balls.
Nancy turned around and took hold of the wand and turned the handle. The main shower head ceased diverted to the wand.
“Turn the head and choose how you want the water to come out.” I said still grinning and playing with myself.
With a few turns Nancy had the wand pulsing water and she directed onto her shoulders. I moved toward her and stood close to her.
“Let me show you why this is Dawns favorite. Just have a seat and spread your legs.” I said as I took the wand from her and helped her sit down on the ledge behind her.
I knelt down in between her legs and directed the water at her breasts and slowly began moving it down until it was just above her pussy. I was so close to Nancy I could not resist the temptation and leaned in capturing her right nipple between my lips. Nancy moaned and placed her hands on my head. I moved the wand a bit lower and she moaned louder as the pulsing water began its assault on her pussy.
Nancy was moaning how good she felt and how she could easily get addicted to taking showers with me. Nancy’s moaning and the sound of the shower drowned out ringing of the telephone…
The traffic was light and Dawn was making good time. The radio was playing a country song and was interrupted by an incoming phone call. Glancing at the screen she saw it was her mother, Jean and she hit the answer button:
“Hello” Dawn said as she recalled her conversation two days earlier with her mother.
“Hi Dawn, I just wanted to let you know I’m only 30 minutes away.”
“Oh crap! I forgot to let Mark know you were coming. I’m headed to Amber’s to babysit for a few days.” Dawn said as she hit the steering wheel with one hand.
“Oh, well I’ll just turn around and go home. We can visit on another weekend.” Jean said with disappointment in her voice.
“Don’t be silly mom. You can visit with Mark. I’ll be home on Monday. How long were you planning on staying?” Dawn countered.
As Jean listened to her daughter talk she cringed, recalling the dream she had three days before.
Jean’s husband had died seven years ago and she’d mourned the loss for several years. She still missed him and she missed the touch of her man the random sex. Lately she began having sexual dreams and many of them involved her Son In-Law, Mark.
Three days ago she woke up from one of those dreams only to discover an aching between her legs. Reaching down with one hand she found her pussy wet. The urge to masturbate was too strong and she pleasured herself and was shocked when she cried out Mark’s name as she orgasmed. For the rest of the day she felt remorse until her daughter called inviting her to come out and visit. At that time she got a funny feeling in her gut.
“How long were you planning on staying with us?” Dawn asked, jolting Jean back to the present.
“I was planning on staying at least to Tuesday.” Jean answered as she felt the funny feeling in her gut again.
“Great! That will give us a couple of days to visit and I know Mark will enjoy your visit with him. Just be sure and call so you don’t surprise him. Lord knows what you might find him doing or wearing.” Dawn said with a laugh.
“OK. I’ll call as soon as we hang up.” Jean replied.
Several minutes later Jean and her daughter ended their call and she hit the button to call her daughter’s home phone. As the telephone rang on the other end the feeling in her gut got even stronger. When she heard Mark’s voice on the answering machine the feeling moved down between her legs. As she listened she felt the moisture form in her pussy. Once again she thought back to the dream from three days ago. Absentmindedly she brought a hand up to her left breast and rubber it. The beeping to indicate the end of the message brought her back to reality and she left her message:
“Hello Mark. It’s Jean and I’m only about 10 minutes from your place. I’ll see you soon.” Jean said in a frazzled voice.
Almost 10 minutes to the second Jean pulled into the driveway of the ranch. Mark’s ATV and his truck were parked on the side of the house. She failed to notice the other ATV that belonged to her Son In-law’s neighbor Nancy Smith. Jean had been alone with Mark in the past and she enjoyed his companionship but now she walked up to the house as nervous as a mouse circled by cats.
Entering the front door she called out Mark’s name and didn’t receive an answer. Jean walked down the hallway to drop off her suitcase one of the guest bedrooms. As she past the door of the master bedroom she heard the shower running and assumed Mark was taking a shower, until she heard a woman’s voice and moaning.
“I’m going to come. Suck my nipple harder.” Nancy screamed out.

Jean froze and sat her suitcase down. The moaning continued as she slowly made her way to the entrance of the master bathroom. The voice was familiar but she still could not place a name to it as she took a quick glance into the bathroom. The view she got not only shocked her but also made her jealous. And she now knew the woman whose voice she’d heard.
Jean watched as her Son In-Law knelt in front of his neighbor with a nipple in his mouth and the shower wand directed between her legs. She wanted to back away and leave the house but her body would not let her. As Nancy’s orgasm swept through her body Jean was keenly aware of the additional moisture between her own legs. She couldn’t take her eyes off the sight of these two naked people as she slipped a hand into her shirt to caress one of her breasts. She found the nipple hard and ached for her Son In-Law to suck it like he was doing to his neighbor.
With only her head exposed she watched as Mark released his lip lock on the nipple and stood up. Placing his forearms on the shower wall he pushed his semi hard cock toward Nancy’s face.
“Suck my cock and swallow my come you whore.” She heard Mark say as she watched his cock disappear into Nancy’s mouth.
Jean had turned 77 three months ago and you’d think she would have known better and backed out of the room and left. She didn’t. Instead she took four steps back and sat down on the edge of the king size bed. The sight she had witnessed was too much for her and even though she was extremely nervous she quickly removed her clothing. Standing up she marched into the bathroom.
“This ought to be very interesting.” Jean said out loud as walked into the shower to join Mark and Nancy.
The look on Nancy and Mark’s face was priceless as Jean now stood naked with them in the shower.

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Memories are made of these I was having a boring day off, so I decided to go to the mall for a bit. Nearing 40, and a single guy, you would think that I would be out looking for a good time, but for a number of reasons, I just preferred to stay home and watch movies. So I was headed for my favourite movie store when I spotted a new store called "Memories are made of these." At first glance, I thought it was maybe a nostalgia store, but peeking inside, it was laid out like a video...

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Memories of Suburban Sex

Introduction: A long tale – nearly all true Memories of Suburban Sex: Part 1 How it Started: In the 1980s when we were in our early thirties my wife and I moved into a new house, a bungalow on a nice estate in a town south of Manchester. The neighbours were very friendly including across the road C. C was in her late forties a lively attractive bubbly chatty character who was always well presented normally dressed in bright casual clothes that suited her and always gave a friendly hello. She...

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Bringing up old memories

I'm Hope and I'm twenty-two. I have an older brother named Jack. He is twenty-four, and we're both brunettes. Be both lived alone in separate apartments. When I was nineteen and he was twenty-one, we had a sexual fling. I had sex with my brother and we were an incestuous couple for a few weeks. It was a great fling, but I think in the end, he was just trying to get over an ex. She broke his heart and he was emotional. So, one thing lead to another and we ended up having sex in my room. This was...

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Play date memories

My memoriesIt's been a few weeks since I've been with her..I think of last few times we had been together as the delicious details are still fresh in my mind..my mind combines the days into one day of total relaxation and sexual frenzy.As I write, recounting those wonderfully sexy days spent, I feel myself swell, my pants restraining my growth, the familiar tingling inside my body..I write this throughout 2 days, adding little parts and edits, whenever and wherever idle circumstance...

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Memorial Day Memories 3

Memorial Day Memories 3 End of Part 2: We lay there for a few minutes, and Joc fell asleep against my shoulder. I easily lifted her, placing her in the passenger seat, bucking her up and driving back home. I started driving home, and that’s when my life changed. The drunk driver ran a red light and smashed into the passenger side of my car, pushing us off the road. My phone was instantly in my hand and speed dialed Ash. I looked over and saw the gash on Joc’s head. Before I passed out I was...

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Memorial Day Memories

Hi there! It has been soooooo long since I've had a chance to write anything about my gym bunny experiences and I'm aching to get something on here once again. For close to a year, it's like I've been in a little rabbit hole and the foxes are keeping pace above me. They just won't give me the chance to come out. I've been nibbling on my stocked supply of carrots for too long. I need more! So, at least I thought I'd share some memories that I wrote last year (2016) for my...

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Secrets of forest Memories

July 4th party finished at 2 or 2:30 am, Ben and me went back home, I was so happy because of my birthday present. Ben was so happy too by the same reason, strange? No, just funny we gave each other a great gift and was delicious In the way home we talked about 4th july carnival, the play and fireworks, we were pleasant and relaxed, our bodies were rested and we both satisfied, well that was that I thought. At home, near 3:00 am, we were starving, sex produces hungry, we wento to the kitchen...

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Ash Covered Memories

The fire spat at the darkness, disrupting the comfortable silence. Like insects of the night, embers flew on fiery wing toward the glowing stars overhead. He stared into the flames. Fingers of heat plasma clung to the fuel and blindly, mindlessly, converted the available matter into carbon, radiant heat, and smoke. It was a sight that never failed to mesmerize, yet he dreaded it. For there, amid the ceaseless motion of heat and light danced memories of a life past and gone. Eyes focused on...

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Memories of Motherhood

Memories of Motherhood Written by Princess Kay Edited by paradoxicalWitchling Warning: This is erotica, meant only for those 18 or older. Only those who have reached the age of consent in the country where they reside should proceed. If you are not at least eighteen, please exit this page immediately. Content Warning: This story contains a change of identity, with sex as the trigger. Although the change is implied to be temporary, it continues for the remainder of the story. There...

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Memories Chapter 2 Robin

CHAPTER 2: RobinThis happened quite a few years back. I love women and would never give them up, but I can be fooled. I was trolling some porn sites recently, and saw the person in the pictures above. The site showed videos of all types together, so you would see straight, bi, shemale, etc. all on the same page. One of the video stills showed the person above - a performer called Jacqueline Dark (you can look her up if you wish). I see her and am instantly taken back years to another person I...

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Memories of Suburban Sex

How it Started: In the 1980’s when we were in our early thirties – my wife and I moved into a new house, a bungalow on a nice estate in a town south of Manchester. The neighbours were very friendly including – across the road – C. C was in her late forties – a lively attractive bubbly chatty character – who was always well presented – normally dressed in bright casual clothes that suited her and always gave a friendly hello. She was a slightly larger lady – but her figure went in and...

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My memories

After several vacations in Florida with my family, we decided that we would enjoy buying a home and there year round..My task was simple. I was to drive to Florida by myself, and dedicate three solid weeks in the scouting of employment, rental property investment, and a home in a exceptionally rated school district. On my scheduled day to begin my trip, I found it difficult to leave my home. I had become very accustomed to almost daily, day long, alcohol fueled sexual relations with my wife.....

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MEMORIES 1 Amy Anal

MEMORIES is a series of love letters from many female friendsMemories starts from scratch at the beginning of the alphabetMemories #1 is from Amy who remembers well her first ever analMEMORIES #1: IS THERE A DIRTY DOMINANT DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE?PETER plays the dirty daring "doctor", as AMY my role is to be his obedient patient "patient"One summer afternoon during a big thunderstorm, my lover and I decided to explore a mutual fantasy.We had talked about acting out a doctor-patient scenario and had...

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Memories Revisited Closing Up Shop

Memories Revisited: Closing Up Shop? By Heather St. Claire Most people like to think they live well-ordered lives, that they are the masters of their destiny, rather than victims of random fate. Try telling that to Alexis and Charles Boyd?not that they would have any idea of what you were talking about. On the surface, they look to be a perfectly ordinary young couple; as far as they know, that's exactly what they are. Two young teachers at the same high school who fell in love...

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Memories Can Bring you Home

Shauna stood outside the Bed and Breakfast, looking up and down the main street. She looked for moments frozen in time and tried to capture the memories that she should have. The street looked narrower than in her memories and the buildings smaller. "But that might be the perspective of a child over an adult." She thought.Down south, a row of small shops that seemed to have evaded time brought back a few memories. Turning north, her memory faded unexpectedly, it was like that part of town...

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The Memories of Trees Ch 0103

First word that the world was ending sneaked past Collin’s ears sometime between lunch and his daily checks of Petri dishes. He tried to remember his reaction when a cadre of generals, military brass and government spooks arrived in the laboratory to call the entire research complex into an emergency meeting. Collin realized something went wrong with the project then, probably even knew intuitively that the project went deadly awry. What did he feel exactly? He couldn’t remember. Cold...

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Memories

Memories A Story By Jack Spratt The roar of the jet's engines is the only thing intruding on my grief. I still can't believe it. Nicci is gone, she and her husband Frank drowned off the Florida coast in a severe tropical storm, they and seventeen other passengers. She and Frank were to enjoy a relaxing two week sailing trip, sort of a second honeymoon, the first time they were away from home alone in years. Nicci is my sister and we were close, very close. She married Frank over fifteen years...

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Comdex Clothing and Confusion Part 2 Changes and Memories

Comdex, Clothing and Confusion, Part 2 ? Changes and Memories Beth Williams Copyright 2003 I would like to thank ALL the comments on my first story. I will take the criticisms to heart. I may not agree, but I will keep them in mind. I would like to add the following: Yes, I understand that few men are "passable." However, I typically spend 10-24 days a year "en femme." Much of the story is autobiographical. I am indeed 375 pounds and 6' tall. I am a computer geek. I am and have...

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