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I had been dating Chloe for 6 weeks when I got the invite to meet her parents. It wasn’t something I really wanted to do – I personally didn’t see a long term relationship with Chloe being on the cards, but at that moment I was enjoying having a 22 year old on my arm and in my bed most nights of the week, so it was a small price to pay. A date was agreed for me to drive down to her parents’ house in Surrey for a meal and overnight stay.
The agreed Saturday arrived and I was a little nervous; I hadn’t been to meet girlfriends parents since I’d met Sharon’s (my first wife) well over a decade ago. Chloe had stayed the night with me and given me a “briefing” (her words) on her parents. Her father Jack was retired due to ill health (he’d had cancer, but was in remission), having been a barrister, and enjoyed motor racing and aviation (which thankfully were two things I could talk about with him). Her mother Barbara, was some 20 years younger than her father, and was the boss of the house. She had really struggled during Jack’s illness, and Chloe suspected that her life now was very different to what it had been before. I was told that she would flirt with me (apparently she did with all of Chloe’s boyfriends), but not to worry, Chloe and her mum were very close and Chloe didn’t mind the flirting. When I asked how much they knew about me, Chloe just said “We’re very close, I tell Mum everything.”
When we arrived I soon learnt just how much Chloe had told her mum. After introductions I was ushered into the living room and offered a drink. I asked for a beer, and Chloe and her dad left the room the get everyone’s preferred beverage. As soon as they’d gone, Jill turned to me;
“So, you’ve been married twice, divorced and widowed I understand. So is my Chloe third time lucky?”
I was a bit taken aback “Actually it was second time lucky for me, but unfortunately just as you have suffered at the hand of the dreaded cancer, so did I. Chloe is a great girl, I love spending time with her, but as far as the long term future is concerned, who knows what will happen!”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you; Chloe told me what a great relationship you had with your last wife, who was a bit older than you I believe….”
“Yes, Jen was older, but age is just a number. We were happy together, and that’s all that matters to me”
“So you like older women?” She said, with a smirk.
“I like all women, as I said, age is just a number”
“Well, you certainly seem to be keeping my young lady happy in the bed department, which none of her previous boyfriends have managed to do. She’s a lucky girl as far as I can see”
I didn’t know how to respond to that. Thankfully seconds later Chloe and her father returned with the drinks. The rest of the afternoon and evening was very pleasant. I got a tour of the house and gardens, then got to see Jack’s car collection, all of which he’d restored from wrecks; a 1965 Ford Mustang, a E-type Jaguar, an MGB GT and his current (and most expensive project), a Ferrari 308 GTB. We chatted for an age about the cars, and I really hit off with him. When we went back to the house, we got the usual comments of big boys and their toys, before being told that we were in charge of the kitchen (“just keep an eye on things”), whilst the ladies went to change. When they came down the stairs together Chloe and her mum looking stunning. Chloe had a little black dress on, with black stockings (she’d told me earlier she’d be wearing those), whilst Barbara had a blue mid thigh length dress on, that really clung to her figure, also with black stockings or tights (I didn’t know which at that point). This was one hot lady, with curves in all the right places.
Jack ushered us into the lounge, where a bottle of champagne was on ice. He poured four glasses, then proposed a toast “To give thanks to Chloe, for finding a man who loves cars as much as I do” We all laughed, and sipped our drinks. As we sat down I was facing Barbara, and I caught a glimpse of stocking top as her dress rode up slightly as she sat in an armchair. She caught my eye and smiled, not bothering to adjust her dress.
The phone rang. Jack went out to take the call. When he returned he explained that his golf partner, Jackie had pulled a muscle in her shoulder and couldn’t therefore join him in a mixed sexes, 4 ball competition he was playing in the next morning. As he campaigned to get this tournament at this club, he had to play. He turned to Chloe, and asked if she’d join him. She was a good golfer, but hadn’t played for months, but for her dad, she agreed then turned to me “You don’t mind spending the morning with mum do you?”.
“No problem at all”
“Great, I can find out all about you over breakfast” Said Barbara, flashing me a big smile. “Now, let’s have some dinner”.
Dinner was wonderful; Barbara certainly could cook, and Jack kept the drinks coming, with some lovely wine with dinner, followed by brandy afterwards. The conversation was stimulating as we discussed politics, religion, women, men, relationships and just about every other topic you shouldn’t debate with your girlfriends’ parents. But hey, everyone seemed happy, and I enjoyed the regular glimpses of stocking top and thigh afforded by Barbara as the night went on.
It was about midnight when Barbara decided it was time for us all to retire to our beds. “You two get off to bed, Jack and I will just clear up down here”. As we got up, I said my thank you’s for a great evening, and received a hearty handshake from Jack, and a kiss on the lips from Barbara “You two have fun, Chloe’s bedroom is on the other side of the house to ours, so you wont bother us, because as you know Richard, she’s a bit of a screamer”
“Mum!” Chloe said in embarrassment
“Well your mum’s not wrong is she?” Said her dad
With that Chloe grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs to her bedroom.
I had expected to spend the night in the spare room, so was more than happy that I would be sharing Chloe’s bed. As we got into her room she apologised for her parents.
“Don’t worry, I had a great night, and I think it’s amazing how open you are with each other. I couldn’t imagine my parents, making comments like they just did”
She pushed me onto her bed, and straddled me, planting a big kiss on my lips before pushing her tongue into my mouth. I wrapped her in my arms and returned the passionate kiss.
After a few minutes, she broke the kiss “Well, as mum said, lets have some fun. I noticed you eyeing up mum’s stocking tops all night (she’s such a tart), so I hope you are up for it”
I answered by flipping her onto her back, and sliding my hand up her thigh and under her dress. I caressed that sexy area of thigh just above the stocking top, whilst kissing her passionately.
“I’ve got a surprise for you if you move your hand a little higher” she said during a brief pause in the kissing
“Really?” I slid my hand higher and found the warm, damp folds of her pussy meeting my finger tips “You’ve not been wearing knickers all evening?”
“Nope. I wanted to sit where mum was, so I could flash you, but she beat me to the seat”
“You are so naughty. Let’s get these clothes off and get you screaming”
“Now’s whose being naughty?”
As she lifted her little black dress over her head, I was presented with a beautiful sight…my 22 year old girlfriend in just a pair of black hold up stockings. My cock was straining at my trousers, so I too quickly discarded all my clothes. Chloe lay back across the bed and spread her legs, knowing that I wanted to go down on her and taste her sweet pussy juices. I knelt beside the bed, and as I got in position she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her most intimate parts “Tongue fuck me Ricky, then stick your big cock in my cunt, I want you to make me scream, so my tart mother can hear”.
I started my gently licking around her lips and clit, not wishing to rush things. I had learnt that the longer I made the foreplay last, the bigger the orgasm would be for Chloe. As time passed, I started to pay more attention to the most sensitive areas, flicking them with my tongue, and bringing my hands around so my finger tips could work on her clit whilst my tongue probed her pussy. I could feel and taste her wetness increasing “Oh yes, oh fuck, yes” she mumbled. Her breathing was becoming erratic and the tightness with which her thighs held my head was increasing. I moved my tongue to her clit and started to circle and tease it, applying pressure through my tongue. “Oh fuck”, she shrieked, “fuck, fuck, fuck”. Her whole body tensed as I continued my assault on her clit. I put my whole mouth over her vulva and hummed. I’d read somewhere that women really liked this, and Chloe seemed to confirm that, pushing her hips up off the bed, forcing my face onto her even harder, and screaming. With her legs clamped to my head and my nose and mouth buried in her groin, I started to struggle to get a breath as her orgasm rumbled onwards. Thankfully as it subsided, her grip on my head relaxed and I managed to grab a much needed breath of air.
I climbed up onto the bed, and Chloe moved so she had her head on the pillows. I kissed my way from her now soaking wet pussy, up her tummy, then kissing her lovely young tits, stopping to tease her hard nipples with my teeth, then kissing onwards up her neck until I slipped my tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately.
My cock was at the entrance to her pussy, and without any guidance I just applied a little pressure and slid easily inside Chloe. She gasped as I filled her with one stroke. I rested there momentarily then started to pump into her tight pussy. I lifted myself up until I was on my knees, holding her ankles as far apart as I could and lifting her arse off the bed slightly. She grabbed a pillow and stuck it under her bum for comfort. I looked down to see my cock sliding in and out, glistening with her juices. Chloe lay beneath me, pinching her nipples, and looking me straight in the eyes. “Fuck me hard and when you are ready to cum, pull out and cum all over me”
I rammed my cock into her again, enjoying her dirty talk. Despite her wetness, she was still tight on my cock, and it wasn’t long until I was ready to burst. I told her I was going to come, and she repeated that she wanted it all over her. After a few more thrusts I pulled out, and finished myself off with my hand. The first lot of cum reached her chin and left a trail down between her tits, the second I directed onto her left tit, whilst the third and final squirt filled her cute belly button. I looked down at my cum covered girlfriend, who looked like a pornstar at that moment.
After a short period to recover, she went to the ensuite bathroom to clean up. When she came back and climbed into bed, she snuggled up against me, dr****g her leg over me, rubbing her well fucked pussy against my thigh.
“Are you sure you don’t mind me going to play golf with dad in the morning”
“Of course not. I’ll have a lay in, and then spend the morning with your mum. We seem to get on OK, so it wont be a problem”
“You’re a star – I don’t think I could have left any of my previous boyfriends with her…she’d have eaten them alive”
We chit-chatted for a while before sleep started to take hold, and still in a warm embrace we fell asleep.
I awoke to find Chloe getting dressed next to the bed. It was 7.00, so after a brief good morning, good luck and goodbye exchange, I drifted back off to sleep. It was 9.30 when I reawakened, and was greeted by a smiling Barbara offering me a mug of coffee. She was wearing a big fluffy dressing gown which hid everything above the ankle, which was a shame, but I realised I shouldn’t be thinking of my girlfriends mum like that.
“When you are ready come down to the kitchen, I’ve got some nice crusty roles in the oven, and will be putting some bacon on shortly. I’ve told Jack that we’ll meet him and Chloe at the club at about midday for lunch. He said you could drive the mustang up there is you want to.”
“Really! That would be great”. I must have sounded like an excited k**. Barbara laughed, flashed me that lovely smile, and turned and headed off down stairs. I drank my coffee, completed my morning ablutions then got dressed and headed to the kitchen. The smell of the bacon wafted up the stairs to meet me, and I entered the kitchen with a big smile on my face. I stopped dead in my tracks….and the smile just got bigger.
Barbara had taken off the dressing gown, revealing a black, silky night shirt. She was bent over getting some plates out of a kitchen cupboard, and I was greeted with a view of her shapely legs, right up to the top of her thighs. The garment just about covered her arse. I couldn’t help myself “Wow!” I exclaimed. She quickly stood up and turned to face me.
“I didn’t hear you coming” She grabbed the thick woolly gown
“Don’t put that on just because I’m here. You look stunning”
“Are you hitting on me young man?”
“I suppose so. Your legs looked good last night in those stockings, but that view I just got was…………” I stopped myself; how should I take this forward?
“Was what?”
“Was fucking sexy” I awaited to be told to get out or something similar, but no, she just smiled.
“I hoped you’d like it. I’ve been waiting 10 minutes to get those plates out”
“Chloe said you were a flirt”
“Oh did she.”
“She did, but I’ll be honest, I really don’t mind. You asked me last night if I liked older women, well when they look as good as you, yes I do”
“Thank you Richard. I’m glad I can still get that sort of reaction”
“You’re a very sexy lady Barbara”
She smiled, then totally changed the subject, seemingly scared by where this was going.
“You ready for a couple of bacon rolls?”
“More than ready”
She served up breakfast, and made another coffee for us both. We chatted as we sat at the table, Barbara steering the discussion to Chloe.
“So, do you think you and my daughter have a long term future together?”
“I really don’t know. There’s over 10 years between us, and to be honest, I have little in common with her friends – they’re all rather immature. But your daughter is great, and I love spending time with her”
“Certainly in bed, from what I heard last night”
“Sorry about that – I think she played up to your comments before we went up”
“Not a problem. I enjoy hearing such things. I don’t get much from Jack these days following the cancer, so I sought of live my life through her”
“It must be difficult for you both”
“It is, but we get by, but you don’t want to hear about that do you”
“Do you ever think about having an affair?” She turned and looked me in the eye. Shit – I’d gone too far with that question.
“Are you offering?” I wasn’t expecting that. How should I answer.
“I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just you are a beautiful woman, and it must be difficult not to have a physical element to your life”
“I repeat my question, are you offering?” Oh crap – do I go for broke? Fuck it, why not.
“Well let me put it this way. If you stood up, slipped that sexy little night shirt off and asked me to fuck you over this table, I wouldn’t be saying no”
She stood up, and reached up to the shoulder straps, then hesitated.
“Barbara, I am dating your daughter, so if this happens…..” I left it hanging.
She slid the straps off her shoulders and the gown fell to the floor. She was naked in front of me. She climbed onto the table, sliding her bum across so she was sitting in front and facing me – or more accurately her pussy was facing me. She had a neatly trimmed bush, and prominent labia which just begged to be nibbled.
“Come on then, or are you just all mouth”
I pulled her to the edge of the table and started to run my tongue along the length of her slit. She sighed. With my finger tips, I pulled her labia apart so I could work on her fully. She leaned back, pushing plates and cups out of the way, as I probed her with my tongue. She had a nice smelling pussy, which was get very wet, very quickly. I slid a finger inside her, and then another, rubbing her clit with my thumb. Her breath came in short gasps, as I increased the pace of my licking and fingering. She screamed as her orgasm hit, and I could feel it as I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers. She begged me to stop, but I ignored her, adding a third finger and continuing my assault on her pussy. She clamped my hand between her thighs, again begging me to stop. My fingers tickled the inside of her pussy, and a second orgasm hit, which produced a carnal groan. I stopped moving my fingers and she released my hand. I stood up and undid my trousers. I was rock hard, with pre-cum already oozing from cock. She looked up at me from the table.
“Do you want this?” I asked
“God yes”
I held my cock against her pussy, teasing it along the length of her slit.
“Please fuck me, I need to be fucked”
I slid my knob in and stopped. Her legs wrapped around me, trying to pull me in “Stop teasing, fuck me”
“You teased me all last night, now it’s my turn”
“Please……fuck me”
I thrust in hard, giving her my full length in one thrust. She gasped, and then a big smile spread across her face. I grabbed her hips and started to thrust into her with long hard strokes. She screamed obscenities, louder than her daughter ever had “Fuck me, fuck my cunt you bastard, fill me with your cum”
I pulled out and lifted her to her feet, and turned her around. I pushed her face down onto the table, her tits squashing against the wooden surface. I pulled her back, onto my cock which slid with ease deep into her cunt. Another string of obscenities followed as I ploughed her for all I was worth. I could feel my cum rising and told her so.
“Fill my cunt you bastard. Fuck me like the whore I am”
I thrust in hard, my balls slapping against her pussy and unloaded a big load deep inside her. I stayed deep inside her as my cock pulsed and another jet of cum joined the first.
“Oh fuck, I can feel your cum inside me” It sounded like she was in tears, but at that moment I didn’t care.
After a while I pulled out and sat back on the chair, my trousers around my ankles still, my deflating cock slapping on my thigh. She stayed slumped over the table, a trickle of my cum oozing out of her cunt.
I ran my finger up to catch the dribble, rubbing it up and across her neat arsehole. She gasped. I returned to her pussy, slipping my finger in and getting it all wet, then withdrew and placed my fingertip on her arsehole. Another gasp. I pushed into the puckered hole. “Oh fuck yes”
She liked this attention. I pushed my finger in further. It was tight. I pulled my finger out and leaned forward liking up from her pussy to rim her arsehole. “Oh yeah, I like that” I heard from further up the table. I slid my finger back in. “That’s it finger my arse Jack”
She was obviously lost in a fantasy, and I wasn’t going to spoil it. My cock hardened as I worked a second finger into her bum. I slipped t back in to her pussy, ensuring it was good and wet
“Do you want my cock up your arse?”
“Fuck yeah. Fuck my shitter Jack”
I pulled out of her pussy and repositioned my cock. I pulled her back onto me, my knob forcing her bum hole open. I stopped. She was so tight it almost hurt. She moved slightly and my knob popped out.
“Sit back on the chair, and let me go down on your cock Ricky”
I did as instructed and Barbara slowly lowered herself onto my rock hard cock, taking it all up her arse after a few minutes of gentle persuasion. She slowly started to fuck me with her arse. I reached around to play with her pussy as she did so, which received a sexy gasp. As I worked her clit, she worked her arse on my cock, and it wasn’t long until I told her I was cumming.
She climbed off, quickly turning around and dropping to her knees. She took my knob in her mouth just as I shot my second load. She took it all, and swallowed every last drop. When she came up for air, she looked up and said “My arse tastes pretty goo don your cock!”
“Well if your arse tastes half as good as your cunt then it sure is tasty”
She laughed and stood up. “I think we better shower and think about going to the golf club”
TO BE CONTINUED
The agreed Saturday arrived and I was a little nervous; I hadn’t been to meet girlfriends parents since I’d met Sharon’s (my first wife) well over a decade ago. Chloe had stayed the night with me and given me a “briefing” (her words) on her parents. Her father Jack was retired due to ill health (he’d had cancer, but was in remission), having been a barrister, and enjoyed motor racing and aviation (which thankfully were two things I could talk about with him). Her mother Barbara, was some 20 years younger than her father, and was the boss of the house. She had really struggled during Jack’s illness, and Chloe suspected that her life now was very different to what it had been before. I was told that she would flirt with me (apparently she did with all of Chloe’s boyfriends), but not to worry, Chloe and her mum were very close and Chloe didn’t mind the flirting. When I asked how much they knew about me, Chloe just said “We’re very close, I tell Mum everything.”
When we arrived I soon learnt just how much Chloe had told her mum. After introductions I was ushered into the living room and offered a drink. I asked for a beer, and Chloe and her dad left the room the get everyone’s preferred beverage. As soon as they’d gone, Jill turned to me;
“So, you’ve been married twice, divorced and widowed I understand. So is my Chloe third time lucky?”
I was a bit taken aback “Actually it was second time lucky for me, but unfortunately just as you have suffered at the hand of the dreaded cancer, so did I. Chloe is a great girl, I love spending time with her, but as far as the long term future is concerned, who knows what will happen!”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you; Chloe told me what a great relationship you had with your last wife, who was a bit older than you I believe….”
“Yes, Jen was older, but age is just a number. We were happy together, and that’s all that matters to me”
“So you like older women?” She said, with a smirk.
“I like all women, as I said, age is just a number”
“Well, you certainly seem to be keeping my young lady happy in the bed department, which none of her previous boyfriends have managed to do. She’s a lucky girl as far as I can see”
I didn’t know how to respond to that. Thankfully seconds later Chloe and her father returned with the drinks. The rest of the afternoon and evening was very pleasant. I got a tour of the house and gardens, then got to see Jack’s car collection, all of which he’d restored from wrecks; a 1965 Ford Mustang, a E-type Jaguar, an MGB GT and his current (and most expensive project), a Ferrari 308 GTB. We chatted for an age about the cars, and I really hit off with him. When we went back to the house, we got the usual comments of big boys and their toys, before being told that we were in charge of the kitchen (“just keep an eye on things”), whilst the ladies went to change. When they came down the stairs together Chloe and her mum looking stunning. Chloe had a little black dress on, with black stockings (she’d told me earlier she’d be wearing those), whilst Barbara had a blue mid thigh length dress on, that really clung to her figure, also with black stockings or tights (I didn’t know which at that point). This was one hot lady, with curves in all the right places.
Jack ushered us into the lounge, where a bottle of champagne was on ice. He poured four glasses, then proposed a toast “To give thanks to Chloe, for finding a man who loves cars as much as I do” We all laughed, and sipped our drinks. As we sat down I was facing Barbara, and I caught a glimpse of stocking top as her dress rode up slightly as she sat in an armchair. She caught my eye and smiled, not bothering to adjust her dress.
The phone rang. Jack went out to take the call. When he returned he explained that his golf partner, Jackie had pulled a muscle in her shoulder and couldn’t therefore join him in a mixed sexes, 4 ball competition he was playing in the next morning. As he campaigned to get this tournament at this club, he had to play. He turned to Chloe, and asked if she’d join him. She was a good golfer, but hadn’t played for months, but for her dad, she agreed then turned to me “You don’t mind spending the morning with mum do you?”.
“No problem at all”
“Great, I can find out all about you over breakfast” Said Barbara, flashing me a big smile. “Now, let’s have some dinner”.
Dinner was wonderful; Barbara certainly could cook, and Jack kept the drinks coming, with some lovely wine with dinner, followed by brandy afterwards. The conversation was stimulating as we discussed politics, religion, women, men, relationships and just about every other topic you shouldn’t debate with your girlfriends’ parents. But hey, everyone seemed happy, and I enjoyed the regular glimpses of stocking top and thigh afforded by Barbara as the night went on.
It was about midnight when Barbara decided it was time for us all to retire to our beds. “You two get off to bed, Jack and I will just clear up down here”. As we got up, I said my thank you’s for a great evening, and received a hearty handshake from Jack, and a kiss on the lips from Barbara “You two have fun, Chloe’s bedroom is on the other side of the house to ours, so you wont bother us, because as you know Richard, she’s a bit of a screamer”
“Mum!” Chloe said in embarrassment
“Well your mum’s not wrong is she?” Said her dad
With that Chloe grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs to her bedroom.
I had expected to spend the night in the spare room, so was more than happy that I would be sharing Chloe’s bed. As we got into her room she apologised for her parents.
“Don’t worry, I had a great night, and I think it’s amazing how open you are with each other. I couldn’t imagine my parents, making comments like they just did”
She pushed me onto her bed, and straddled me, planting a big kiss on my lips before pushing her tongue into my mouth. I wrapped her in my arms and returned the passionate kiss.
After a few minutes, she broke the kiss “Well, as mum said, lets have some fun. I noticed you eyeing up mum’s stocking tops all night (she’s such a tart), so I hope you are up for it”
I answered by flipping her onto her back, and sliding my hand up her thigh and under her dress. I caressed that sexy area of thigh just above the stocking top, whilst kissing her passionately.
“I’ve got a surprise for you if you move your hand a little higher” she said during a brief pause in the kissing
“Really?” I slid my hand higher and found the warm, damp folds of her pussy meeting my finger tips “You’ve not been wearing knickers all evening?”
“Nope. I wanted to sit where mum was, so I could flash you, but she beat me to the seat”
“You are so naughty. Let’s get these clothes off and get you screaming”
“Now’s whose being naughty?”
As she lifted her little black dress over her head, I was presented with a beautiful sight…my 22 year old girlfriend in just a pair of black hold up stockings. My cock was straining at my trousers, so I too quickly discarded all my clothes. Chloe lay back across the bed and spread her legs, knowing that I wanted to go down on her and taste her sweet pussy juices. I knelt beside the bed, and as I got in position she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her most intimate parts “Tongue fuck me Ricky, then stick your big cock in my cunt, I want you to make me scream, so my tart mother can hear”.
I started my gently licking around her lips and clit, not wishing to rush things. I had learnt that the longer I made the foreplay last, the bigger the orgasm would be for Chloe. As time passed, I started to pay more attention to the most sensitive areas, flicking them with my tongue, and bringing my hands around so my finger tips could work on her clit whilst my tongue probed her pussy. I could feel and taste her wetness increasing “Oh yes, oh fuck, yes” she mumbled. Her breathing was becoming erratic and the tightness with which her thighs held my head was increasing. I moved my tongue to her clit and started to circle and tease it, applying pressure through my tongue. “Oh fuck”, she shrieked, “fuck, fuck, fuck”. Her whole body tensed as I continued my assault on her clit. I put my whole mouth over her vulva and hummed. I’d read somewhere that women really liked this, and Chloe seemed to confirm that, pushing her hips up off the bed, forcing my face onto her even harder, and screaming. With her legs clamped to my head and my nose and mouth buried in her groin, I started to struggle to get a breath as her orgasm rumbled onwards. Thankfully as it subsided, her grip on my head relaxed and I managed to grab a much needed breath of air.
I climbed up onto the bed, and Chloe moved so she had her head on the pillows. I kissed my way from her now soaking wet pussy, up her tummy, then kissing her lovely young tits, stopping to tease her hard nipples with my teeth, then kissing onwards up her neck until I slipped my tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately.
My cock was at the entrance to her pussy, and without any guidance I just applied a little pressure and slid easily inside Chloe. She gasped as I filled her with one stroke. I rested there momentarily then started to pump into her tight pussy. I lifted myself up until I was on my knees, holding her ankles as far apart as I could and lifting her arse off the bed slightly. She grabbed a pillow and stuck it under her bum for comfort. I looked down to see my cock sliding in and out, glistening with her juices. Chloe lay beneath me, pinching her nipples, and looking me straight in the eyes. “Fuck me hard and when you are ready to cum, pull out and cum all over me”
I rammed my cock into her again, enjoying her dirty talk. Despite her wetness, she was still tight on my cock, and it wasn’t long until I was ready to burst. I told her I was going to come, and she repeated that she wanted it all over her. After a few more thrusts I pulled out, and finished myself off with my hand. The first lot of cum reached her chin and left a trail down between her tits, the second I directed onto her left tit, whilst the third and final squirt filled her cute belly button. I looked down at my cum covered girlfriend, who looked like a pornstar at that moment.
After a short period to recover, she went to the ensuite bathroom to clean up. When she came back and climbed into bed, she snuggled up against me, dr****g her leg over me, rubbing her well fucked pussy against my thigh.
“Are you sure you don’t mind me going to play golf with dad in the morning”
“Of course not. I’ll have a lay in, and then spend the morning with your mum. We seem to get on OK, so it wont be a problem”
“You’re a star – I don’t think I could have left any of my previous boyfriends with her…she’d have eaten them alive”
We chit-chatted for a while before sleep started to take hold, and still in a warm embrace we fell asleep.
I awoke to find Chloe getting dressed next to the bed. It was 7.00, so after a brief good morning, good luck and goodbye exchange, I drifted back off to sleep. It was 9.30 when I reawakened, and was greeted by a smiling Barbara offering me a mug of coffee. She was wearing a big fluffy dressing gown which hid everything above the ankle, which was a shame, but I realised I shouldn’t be thinking of my girlfriends mum like that.
“When you are ready come down to the kitchen, I’ve got some nice crusty roles in the oven, and will be putting some bacon on shortly. I’ve told Jack that we’ll meet him and Chloe at the club at about midday for lunch. He said you could drive the mustang up there is you want to.”
“Really! That would be great”. I must have sounded like an excited k**. Barbara laughed, flashed me that lovely smile, and turned and headed off down stairs. I drank my coffee, completed my morning ablutions then got dressed and headed to the kitchen. The smell of the bacon wafted up the stairs to meet me, and I entered the kitchen with a big smile on my face. I stopped dead in my tracks….and the smile just got bigger.
Barbara had taken off the dressing gown, revealing a black, silky night shirt. She was bent over getting some plates out of a kitchen cupboard, and I was greeted with a view of her shapely legs, right up to the top of her thighs. The garment just about covered her arse. I couldn’t help myself “Wow!” I exclaimed. She quickly stood up and turned to face me.
“I didn’t hear you coming” She grabbed the thick woolly gown
“Don’t put that on just because I’m here. You look stunning”
“Are you hitting on me young man?”
“I suppose so. Your legs looked good last night in those stockings, but that view I just got was…………” I stopped myself; how should I take this forward?
“Was what?”
“Was fucking sexy” I awaited to be told to get out or something similar, but no, she just smiled.
“I hoped you’d like it. I’ve been waiting 10 minutes to get those plates out”
“Chloe said you were a flirt”
“Oh did she.”
“She did, but I’ll be honest, I really don’t mind. You asked me last night if I liked older women, well when they look as good as you, yes I do”
“Thank you Richard. I’m glad I can still get that sort of reaction”
“You’re a very sexy lady Barbara”
She smiled, then totally changed the subject, seemingly scared by where this was going.
“You ready for a couple of bacon rolls?”
“More than ready”
She served up breakfast, and made another coffee for us both. We chatted as we sat at the table, Barbara steering the discussion to Chloe.
“So, do you think you and my daughter have a long term future together?”
“I really don’t know. There’s over 10 years between us, and to be honest, I have little in common with her friends – they’re all rather immature. But your daughter is great, and I love spending time with her”
“Certainly in bed, from what I heard last night”
“Sorry about that – I think she played up to your comments before we went up”
“Not a problem. I enjoy hearing such things. I don’t get much from Jack these days following the cancer, so I sought of live my life through her”
“It must be difficult for you both”
“It is, but we get by, but you don’t want to hear about that do you”
“Do you ever think about having an affair?” She turned and looked me in the eye. Shit – I’d gone too far with that question.
“Are you offering?” I wasn’t expecting that. How should I answer.
“I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just you are a beautiful woman, and it must be difficult not to have a physical element to your life”
“I repeat my question, are you offering?” Oh crap – do I go for broke? Fuck it, why not.
“Well let me put it this way. If you stood up, slipped that sexy little night shirt off and asked me to fuck you over this table, I wouldn’t be saying no”
She stood up, and reached up to the shoulder straps, then hesitated.
“Barbara, I am dating your daughter, so if this happens…..” I left it hanging.
She slid the straps off her shoulders and the gown fell to the floor. She was naked in front of me. She climbed onto the table, sliding her bum across so she was sitting in front and facing me – or more accurately her pussy was facing me. She had a neatly trimmed bush, and prominent labia which just begged to be nibbled.
“Come on then, or are you just all mouth”
I pulled her to the edge of the table and started to run my tongue along the length of her slit. She sighed. With my finger tips, I pulled her labia apart so I could work on her fully. She leaned back, pushing plates and cups out of the way, as I probed her with my tongue. She had a nice smelling pussy, which was get very wet, very quickly. I slid a finger inside her, and then another, rubbing her clit with my thumb. Her breath came in short gasps, as I increased the pace of my licking and fingering. She screamed as her orgasm hit, and I could feel it as I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers. She begged me to stop, but I ignored her, adding a third finger and continuing my assault on her pussy. She clamped my hand between her thighs, again begging me to stop. My fingers tickled the inside of her pussy, and a second orgasm hit, which produced a carnal groan. I stopped moving my fingers and she released my hand. I stood up and undid my trousers. I was rock hard, with pre-cum already oozing from cock. She looked up at me from the table.
“Do you want this?” I asked
“God yes”
I held my cock against her pussy, teasing it along the length of her slit.
“Please fuck me, I need to be fucked”
I slid my knob in and stopped. Her legs wrapped around me, trying to pull me in “Stop teasing, fuck me”
“You teased me all last night, now it’s my turn”
“Please……fuck me”
I thrust in hard, giving her my full length in one thrust. She gasped, and then a big smile spread across her face. I grabbed her hips and started to thrust into her with long hard strokes. She screamed obscenities, louder than her daughter ever had “Fuck me, fuck my cunt you bastard, fill me with your cum”
I pulled out and lifted her to her feet, and turned her around. I pushed her face down onto the table, her tits squashing against the wooden surface. I pulled her back, onto my cock which slid with ease deep into her cunt. Another string of obscenities followed as I ploughed her for all I was worth. I could feel my cum rising and told her so.
“Fill my cunt you bastard. Fuck me like the whore I am”
I thrust in hard, my balls slapping against her pussy and unloaded a big load deep inside her. I stayed deep inside her as my cock pulsed and another jet of cum joined the first.
“Oh fuck, I can feel your cum inside me” It sounded like she was in tears, but at that moment I didn’t care.
After a while I pulled out and sat back on the chair, my trousers around my ankles still, my deflating cock slapping on my thigh. She stayed slumped over the table, a trickle of my cum oozing out of her cunt.
I ran my finger up to catch the dribble, rubbing it up and across her neat arsehole. She gasped. I returned to her pussy, slipping my finger in and getting it all wet, then withdrew and placed my fingertip on her arsehole. Another gasp. I pushed into the puckered hole. “Oh fuck yes”
She liked this attention. I pushed my finger in further. It was tight. I pulled my finger out and leaned forward liking up from her pussy to rim her arsehole. “Oh yeah, I like that” I heard from further up the table. I slid my finger back in. “That’s it finger my arse Jack”
She was obviously lost in a fantasy, and I wasn’t going to spoil it. My cock hardened as I worked a second finger into her bum. I slipped t back in to her pussy, ensuring it was good and wet
“Do you want my cock up your arse?”
“Fuck yeah. Fuck my shitter Jack”
I pulled out of her pussy and repositioned my cock. I pulled her back onto me, my knob forcing her bum hole open. I stopped. She was so tight it almost hurt. She moved slightly and my knob popped out.
“Sit back on the chair, and let me go down on your cock Ricky”
I did as instructed and Barbara slowly lowered herself onto my rock hard cock, taking it all up her arse after a few minutes of gentle persuasion. She slowly started to fuck me with her arse. I reached around to play with her pussy as she did so, which received a sexy gasp. As I worked her clit, she worked her arse on my cock, and it wasn’t long until I told her I was cumming.
She climbed off, quickly turning around and dropping to her knees. She took my knob in her mouth just as I shot my second load. She took it all, and swallowed every last drop. When she came up for air, she looked up and said “My arse tastes pretty goo don your cock!”
“Well if your arse tastes half as good as your cunt then it sure is tasty”
She laughed and stood up. “I think we better shower and think about going to the golf club”
TO BE CONTINUED
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