moms dirty megazine
- 3 years ago
- 35
- 0
Mom's Perfect Daughter free porn video
The first time I saw Jen, I fell in love. That beautiful angelic face was difficult to ignore. I never really got to see the rest of her because she was in a cap and gown. We were both graduating from The University of Missouri. When I did see the rest of her in shorts and a cropped top, I was overwhelmed. There was no doubt I was going to let this beauty get away.
We did have a whirlwind romance, and I proposed because I would be a fool to pass this by. We were married in a little church her mother recommended. Jen's dad had died in the middle of her college years. So, typical Jen she asked her mother to be the matron of honor. When I first met Mrs. Brown, I knew where Jen got her figure. Eve was an older woman, but frankly hot.
At our reception, Eve danced with her daughter taking the place of her father. Eve never once tried to overshadow her daughter. It was her day and Eve made sure not to get in the way of her day. I did dance once with her mom, and not only was she smooth on her feet, but she also made me feel warm as she did not hesitate to dance close to me.
We went on our honeymoon in the islands and Mrs. Brown made her way back home in New York City. Jen and I spent a lot of time on our honeymoon doing things in bed that were more than exciting and fun. I never expected Jen would be so exploring. We even made love on the beach. I think some people saw us but ignored us. Our trip to a nude beach was more eventful as Jen wore a new bikini that did not cover much of that gorgeous body of hers. I thought she might not take it off at the nude beach.
"Paul, would you mind if others saw more of me?"
They were already seeing a lot of her that I didn't think would happen, but I said, "We came to a nude beach, so let's use it."
With that, her top was untied and slipped off. That did draw the attention of a lot of men, but surprisingly women also. Jen was a lot coyer with the bottom but finally downed it. Some people adjusted their position to get a better look at that sweet ass and bare pussy. My Jen was the hit of the beach. I was sure some men were getting hard looking at her. On our return trip to the resort, we got a lot more greetings than when we left.
We did go to the bar, and as we sat there. People were coming up to her saying how terrific she looked at the beach. She handled it well, thanking them. A few of the men asked her to dance, but she turned them down. I am not sure the sundress she was wearing egged them on to ask her. I had never seen her show so much cleavage, but coming from a nude beach what difference did it make. Half the people in the bar had seen her naked. Me at her side with my cock out did seem to draw the attention she got. When I asked her what she would like to do, she replied, "Hon, I would really like a massage."
"I can do that for you."
"No, I mean with a professional. Most artists at what they do to get you relaxed and melt the stress away."
"Are you stressed?"
"Paul, I have just been on a nude beach where at least thirty people saw me nude, and twenty of them are in this bar. So yes, I feel a little stressed."
"Go right ahead and set it up. I will find something to do."
Jen made a few calls to the front desk and arranged for a massage. She left for it in about half of an hour, saying, "I will be back in about an hour, hon." I made my way to the bar and parked myself on a stool. Halfway through my scotch, a gentleman sat next to me.
"I want to say, one thing friend. You got yourself one hotwife. Hope you don't mind me saying so."
"No, not at all."
"She made quite an impression on that beach. That is all people are talking about."
"She is striking naked."
"You folks swap at all? I am not married, but I can get you some sexy babes of any color you want if you are interested. Some of these island ladies are wild when it comes to sex."
"No, we are on our honeymoon, and we haven't got that far into swapping yet."
"Ah, too bad. By the way, where is that gorgeous wife of yours?"
"She is getting a massage. She will be back soon if you would like to meet her."
"The guy who does massages her is perfect. She will enjoy it."
"Guy?"
"Yeah, that big burly island dude. His picture is in the pamphlet in your room. Your wife had to run across surely. Most of the women here rave about him. Got to run. Let me know if you change your
mind about swapping."
"Will do."
I signed for my bar bill and went back to our room. I immediately went to a desk drawer, and there was the massage pamphlet. And sure enough, he was big and burly, but with the picture showing his tight white pants, he was big all over. The resort certainly wasn't hiding that fact. All I could picture was my lovely wife being fucked on the massage table. After taking her to a nude beach and guys showing up wanting to swap, I had to get rid of that image. I waited for Jen's return. She arrived all smiles and relaxed.
"How was it, hon?"
"It was terrific. The man knew what he was doing."
"Did you have to take your clothes off?"
"Oh, Paul, how else would you get a massage?"
"Some of them do it with clothes on."
"He asked what I preferred, and I said any way he was the best. He responded, and I took off all my clothes."
"Did he cover you with any towels?"
"No, not at all."
"So this guy had his hands all over my wife's body?"
"He didn't miss a spot, lover."
"Even between your legs."
"As I said, he did not miss a spot."
"Damn!"
"Paul, don't get in an uproar. I am teasing."
With that, I took her into my arms, and we made our way to the bed to make love. She was not loaded with cum, so I was thankful for that, but she was looser than usual when I fucked her. After we made love, I told her about the guy at the bar, and she just laughed, saying, "Swapping is so suburban. I have only heard about that in housing developments."
We did enjoy the rest of our stay. Jen still get compliments from people who saw her at the nude beach. We sat too long at the bar table, and they had music for dancing. Jen got asked again to dance, and this time she accepted. I watched them in a slow dance and watched him nestle his dick into her pussy. She came back to the table with her chest spot y red, which happens when she gets excited. When she orgasms, her whole chest, and neck will turn red. I don't think she could fake an orgasm. And her orgasms were a thing to behold. I loved going back at her, whether fucking or eating her, to hear it all again. The guy at the bar was right. She was a scorching woman.
I did see the close dancer talking to her by the pool. She had on that tiny bikini, and he undoubtedly was enjoying it. Jen did seem to want to hide anything from him. She liked being admired, and he was doing some delicate looking. When I walked over to her, he left. I asked, "Wasn't that the guy you danced with?"
"I am not sure, but maybe. Oh, I am not sure."
Now I knew that was bullshit, as while they were dancing face to face, they could have kissed. So that face of his Jen would never have forgotten. I let it pass because we were heading home the next morning, back to work, and all the everyday things in life.
*
Back in the swing of things, my boss called me into his office. New York called, and they were having problems with our product. The onsite technicians were getting nowhere, and my boss wanted me to leave for New York to resolve the issue. I told Jen that evening that I was heading for New York. She said it would be OK because she had a million things to do in our home. I started to pack. I didn't think I would be there that long and used her smaller suitcase for the trip. As I was packing, I found a matchbook cover in one of the pockets in the suitcase. It had a telephone number on the inside. It was from the resort that we stayed at on our honeymoon. When Jen went to the store, I called the number on our landline phone, and a man answered, who responded with, "Hello, Jen?" I hung up, but stupid, I had forgotten that our ID would have shown on his phone. The landline phone is in both of our names. I let it pass, but that picture of the guy dancing with his dick nestled into my wife's pussy returned. I had to leave. Bringing that subject up could turn into a fight, and I didn't need that.
*
The problem in New York City went from a few days to one week to two. I had not gone this long without sex since my marriage to Jen. When I called her, she would talk sexy. I assumed she was getting off and thought I would be doing the same, but it just isn't the same. I did find a favorite bar getting to know the bartender. They did have bar girls working the place for drinks, but the most you got out of that was a hand on your cock and maybe a rub or two. They kept rubbing as long as you were buying them drinks. You stopped, they stopped.
I finally asked Mel, the bartender, if he knew of any escort service. He knew what I was looking for and said he would make a call to see if this older chick was available. I told him I didn't care about age at this point, but just a good fuck. He called, and the older gal was available. He said it used to be a mother/daughter team and had quite a clientele, but the mother was highly recommended. He told me this woman was in the $500 to $1000 range depending on how long you wanted your fun. He said he had a go at her himself, and it was good and hot of anything you wanted. He gave me the address. I paid my bill with a big tip for him. He got me a cab, and I was on my way for a little action.
I arrived at the address, a fancy condo. I went to the listed condo number and knocked on the door. It opened, and there stood my mother in law. She was dressed in a revealing outfit with most of her tits showing. She had a dress short enough to show all the goodness of those legs like her daughters.
"Paul?"
I countered with, "Eve, you look fabulous!"
"Paul, I don't know what to say. Mel did send you, right?"
"He sure did, telling me that you were one hot fuck."
"I suppose he told you about Jen being in this business with me."
"He did mention it."
"Oh, Paul, don't let that ruin your marriage. I talk to her, and she loves you so much."
"We shall see, but right now, I want to fuck you, Eve. You're every bit as sexy and hot as Jen."
"I am glad you think so because you and I could have a lot of fun together when I visit if you just let this slide about Jen."
With that, she pulled on the top of her dress, and one of Eve's breasts was exposed. With the other hand, she lifted her skirt enough to show me her bare pussy. It had a puffy mound-like Jen's, and I wanted to fuck her so bad.
"What would you like first, me to make love to your cock with my lips and tongue or fuck with me in any position you like?"
I took my hard cock out of my pants. She reached out and softly touched it, which made it throb.
"Jen always tells me how good you are, and I am anxious to find out. Jen doesn't give enough credit with that hard thing you carry around with you, and it does have a manly set beneath it."
The way she was talking to me made me so fucking horny. I softly said to her as I kissed her, "Eve, I want to eat your pussy first. It looks so delicious."
She took me by the hand leading me to her bedroom, taking the dress off as we went. I looked at that lovely ass of hers bare. The only time I saw its fullness was at our reception, well covered but not hidden. As she laid down on her bed, I could not resist kissing her lips, then her nipples as my hands massaged her breasts. I made my way down the delightful body of hers into my face was entirely between her legs, kissing pussy lips with absolute tenderness. Her only comment was, "Oh god, you are a good one."
I licked all around her pussy, even putting my nose inside her. The concentration on her clit did the trick, and she went wild with an orgasm just like her daughter.
We kissed and felt each other up with a constant pawing. She finally wound up with my cock in her mouth, and could she suck cock. It was better than Jen's blow jobs. She rode me at my request watching her tits move as she fucked me. She is one hot whore of a woman, and I was hooked with her sexiness. My second load that went into her pussy was not as large as the load I deposited in her mouth, which she dutifully swallowed, letting some of it drip on the gorgeous tits.
We spent most of the night fucking, eating, sucking, and making out. I wasn't sure how much of a bill I would owe, but I did not give a shit. Fucking Eve was the hottest time I spent since my honeymoon. When I said, "I know your time is money..."
"Stop honey; this is on the house as it will be whenever we visit each other. You fuck good, sweetie."
I retorted, "Eve, you are better than your daughter."
"Good, you will always be looking forward to our visits. There is one thing you need to do,"
"What?"
"You need to get Jen under control. You do know she fucked that black masseuse at the resort. Jen is planning to sleep with some guy who danced with her at the resort."
"How do you know that."
"Paul, she told me, and our little session will remain our little secret. Do not even mention we saw each other."
"That is a deal, Eve. There is not much I can do about the masseuse. The other dude I think I can handle."
"Well, honey, Mr. Big Black Cock has a brother he is trying to arrange a meeting with your wife. His come-on is that his brother is bigger than he is. Jen loves black meat. So beware."
We did spend time just talking about everything and nothing. It was a pleasant time to be with Eve. We said our goodbyes. Kissing like true lovers, we parted company.
My problem got fixed with the client, and I was on my way home. I did not notify Jen that I was on my way home. I left it as a surprise. I opened the door of our home. I heard a noise in our bedroom. I silently went to our bedroom and looked in. There was my wife lying on her back with her legs in the air. Her dancing friend had his cock in her pussy, pounding away on it. They were so intent on the pleasure they never saw me standing there. I went back downstairs and sat on the couch. I made enough noise for them to have to investigate.
Both of them walked into the rec room. He had his pants on, with my wife in a robe. They looked at me, and I said, "You finished. I hope you enjoyed it."
There is no need to explain what happened at that moment, but it did turn my life around and our marriage. Jen did meet with her new masseuse, only this time I got to watch. We did some swapping eventually. It was never the same between us, but what hot experiences I had with Eve, her mom...
Gigi
- 18.11.2022
- 24
- 0
- Category:
- Mature
Moms Night Out Part 3
- 2 years ago
- 55
- 0
Moms New Girlfriend she had a dick
- 3 years ago
- 57
- 0
