Four Generations of Fucking Sexy WomenChapter 2
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“Yes ... I’m leaving”.
“This wonderful man is taking me upstairs to fuck me senseless with his beautiful big cock” Alice taunted her former classmates with.
For effect I withdrew her damp tiny lace panties from my coat pocket and dangled them from my fingers after giving them a sniff. The looks and sounds of shock and indignation from our audience were priceless - little had changed in their attitudes towards Alice in the intervening fifty years.
I pulled her into a passionate tongue filled kiss with the hand holding her panties resting at the back of her neck.
When we broke the kiss, they were gone.
“Shall we ... I want to be fucked” she whispered.
Alice was my date for the evening ... organised by her daughter Anne who had been one of my recent sexual partners. Alice was going to be the fourth member of this family of beautiful women that I had fucked in the last few months.
I had already fucked three other members of Alice’s family - Anne (50 yr old daughter), Kate (35 yr old granddaughter) and Brigid (17 yr old great-granddaughter). The age gaps told me that these women were quite wild in their teenage years.
Alice was to attend a fifty year school class reunion dinner. With her mother divorced, and not seeing anyone at the moment, Anne suggested that I could escort her mother to the dinner.
When we met for the first time at Anne’s place ... we hit it off right away. She was a very beautiful and funny lady, and I found my eyes surveying her quite beautiful charms on many occasions. I got caught a number of times by one or both of them.
Alice knew that I was fucking her daughter. Anne told me that she had shared that information with her mother, resulting in some good natured teasing all round.
The reunion dinner was to be held at the Hilton Hotel Grand Ballroom.
When I picked up Alice for the evening, Anne slipped me a room card key saying “Look after her tonight ... I’ll see you both in the morning”. Alice saw the passing of the key and commented “I’m sure that we will”.
Well that was settled - Alice and I would be getting intimate tonight.
She looked wonderful ... a beautiful clinging black dress that showcased her figure to perfection. It had a plunging neckline leaving no doubts about the absence of a bra, with a hemline that was positioned just above the knee. On her sexy feet she wore black strappy high heels. Her perfume was amazing, and tantalising.
Her body was the thing that amazed me - she was 65 years old but had the body of a women at least 20 years her junior. She had told me that one of her ex-husbands had footed the bill for a plastic surgery bonanza that had increased her bust size to a DD cup, and had shaved years off her already beautiful facial features.
“You look so delicious ... so beautiful” I told her as we entered the limo to travel to the Hilton.
“Thank you sir ... you are quite handsome yourself”.
She sat close to me on the journey there, her hip against mine, holding my hand with her perfectly manicured soft small one.
The dinner went well - she was the talk of the dinner. She looked so much younger than her classmates, and I caught both appreciative and catty comments.
Returning from the bathroom part way through the night she pressed something damp into my hand under the table.
“This is what you have done to me”.
I lifted it to my nose, catching a waft of her arousal.
“Sensational” I told her. She smiled at my reaction, and the total obliviousness of the people also seated the the table with us. I slipped her tiny lacy panties into my coat pocket.
Cheekily I told her “Maybe they wouldn’t be so wet if there was more to them”.
That got me a playful punch to the shoulder.
All was going good until a couple of her former class mates decided to re-ignite some of the tensions from fifty years ago.
I noted that they were the ones that hadn’t aged very well at all.
“Just ignore them ... they are so sad” I urged her as we danced closely together. I loved the feel of her big bra-free breasts pressing onto my chest.
“Yes ... you’re right” she agreed.
Adding “They’re just jealous that I have this amazing handsome man on my arm”.
And that was what set the stage for our encounter with the former bullies in the foyer of the hotel.
Arm in arm we wandered from towards the lifts.
I spotted a couple of those sad women off to the side of the foyer, chatting animatedly with a few extra people. Obviously we were the subject of those conversations. I pressed the lift call button, and whilst we waited I again took her into my arms with a very passionate and tongue-filled kiss.
I could hear gasps of disapproval, so I slipped a hand down to grab at Alice’s firm ass cheek.
The lift arrival chime sounded telling us it was time to separate our lips.
“My God ... you will have me jumping your bones right here if you keep that up” she commented.
I explained that we had had an audience ... hence the extra attentions paid to her.
She laughed, and turned towards the women ... and blew them a kiss as we stepped into the lift.
Within minutes of arriving at our room and closing the door, I had kicked off my shoes and socks, and taken off my suit jacket, tie and shirt ... leaving me in just my trousers. When Alice made a move to remove her heels I urged her to leave them on for the moment.
“I love a lady in her heels” I told her.
Alice was still dressed in her sexy dress so my next suggestion was a challenge that I thought that she would love.
“Would you do a strip for me ... as part of a lap dance ... please”.
She smiled ... she laughed and replied “Absolutely ... I would love to”.
We scoured the room, and found a chair that would be suitable. Placing it in the middle of the room, Alice asked me to take a seat whilst she found a radio station with some appropriate music. After a couple of seconds she found one that has some sensual music playing.
“Let’s get started” she purred as she started to dance around me.
I’ve had a few lap dances in my life, and for an amateur she was very good, especially when she pressed her huge bare breasts against my face, teasing my lips with her full nipples.
“Lick them ... suck them” she urged when she finally allowed me to catch one between my lips.
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It was the second worst week of her life, thought Lauren. The first had certainly been when Gary had died, and truth be told, that was above and beyond anything that was happening now. Still, this was by far the second worst. It wasn’t personally painful, like that other week. Instead, it was the pain of watching someone she loved being torn to shreds in front of her eyes, with little that could be done but watch the entire awful process in slow motion. It had begun the Wednesday after...
“So, we’re baby-sitting tonight?” asked Robby. Heather shrugged. “Is it baby-sitting when I live here?” Heather was in the kitchen, frying hamburgers in a cast iron skillet, while Robby sat at the kitchen table. Jimmy and Holly were in the living room playing a video game. “Besides, it will give us a chance to study later. I’ve got a chem test on Monday.” Robby shrugged in acquiescence and stood up. Sneaking up behind Heather, he gave her both a quick kiss on the back of the neck and a...
Peter drove Lauren back to her home the next morning. His new fiancée was simply ecstatic, bubbling over with a happiness and good cheer that he almost found cloying. Every few minutes she would look down at her hand, look at her engagement ring, and then look over at him lovingly. “Have I told you this morning how much I love you?” she asked. “Every five minutes or so, but who’s keeping track,” he replied. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you.” The first time she had told him that morning...
“Hello,” said Shirley Boscow into the telephone. She was standing in her kitchen, peering around the corner at her husband Frank, who was sitting in his rocker and reading the newspaper. “Oh, Momma, you’ve got to come over, both of you, you and Daddy, both!” gushed her daughter. “Lauren? What’s up honey?” she asked, a concerned tone to her voice. Frank picked up on his wife’s concern and turned and looked at her over the paper. “What’s wrong?” “Honey, what’s wrong?” “Nothing’s wrong,...
“I know I’ve said it before, but this feels really weird,” commented Heather. She and Lauren were cleaning her house, Heather’s house. “Like I’ve said before, it’s something we have to do,” replied her friend. Ever since Heather had moved in permanently with the Grahams, the Mackenzie house had been up for sale. For the first several weeks she and Lauren had raided the house for appliances and Heather’s belongings, picking and choosing items to move across to Heather’s new home. The lawyers...