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My gf's parents actually want me to knock their daughter up.. sounds weird, butI'm in a different situation than most of you guys though.
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$teauA said:Speaking about protective the only problem that I have with my gf's mom is that she has this thing that if her girl is home alone and I go over I'm gonna knock her up and to be honest I would so she tells her all the time not to let me in the house if she's alone at home and I have a problem with that but wtf the bench in the backyard works fine.
Anybody else have this kind of issue?
yes. Everytime we go somewhere, she gives me the look like dotn be trying anything, do you get that look? Also when im over, and the mom is going to like burger king to get lunch, she says something like "oh keep your hands to yourself" or something like that, she says it a joking way of course, but its obvious she means it seriously, but then she lets us be in a my gfs room for 2 hours alone because the mom and little bro take a nap everyday
. Strange but I dont complainHaukur Gudnason
::President Scouser::
My girlfriend and her mother are so similar physically
that they are often mistaken for sisters when they go
out together.
Lauren's mother is every bit as attractive as she is,
just older by sixteen years. I am halfway between them
in age, and as you will see, I have come to appreciate
them both.
Two weeks ago, Lauren called me to cancel a dinner
date that we had planned at one of our favorite local
restaurants. It seems that she had been called out of
town for a job interview, and she suggested that I take
her mother instead, since the reservations had been
very hard to get.
This seemed innocent enough, and as Linda and I get
along well, I agreed.
When I arrived to pick her up, Linda met me at the door
in a red velvet robe. She told me that she was almost
ready and that I should relax in the living room while
she got dressed.
A few minutes later, she asked me upstairs to help her
pick out an outfit.
Linda has a well-stocked wardrobe, but she's a little
indecisive, so it didn't seem unusual for her to ask
my opinion.
When I arrived at her bedroom, the door was open and
she was standing in front of her closet, going through
it one garment at a time. As I watched, she took a
dress out, looked it over, put it back and took another
one out. She went through this routine several times,
seemingly oblivious to my presence in the doorway.
She had absolutely nothing on, and I was mesmerized.
Her body was every bit as fine as Lauren's, and remark-
ably similar in shape. I was amazed to see that Linda
had the same lithe, athletic build as her daughter, the
same flat tummy and long legs, and the same firm
breasts...just a mouthful with tiny, dark nipples.
She looked over and smiled. "What would you like to
see me in tonight?" she said in a coy and teasing
manner.
I could tell from the look in her eye that we would not
be going to dinner, so I walked over until I was stand-
ing behind her and slightly to her right. I knew that
this was a critical moment and that I had to act deci-
sively.
"Something very soft and very thin," I started. I
reached around her with my right hand and cupped one
breast gently. "I want to see the curve of your
breast, the flatness of your belly, and the outline
of your sex through whatever you wear."
As I spoke, I ran my hand downward until the heel of
my palm came to rest on her closely cropped mound.
I started a gentle rhythmic pressure on the spot where
I thought her clitoris might be, and I started kissing
her shoulder and working my way up towards her neck.
Linda never missed a beat. She started rubbing against
my hand in time with the rhythm I started, and she
tilted her head away from me slightly to give me full
access to her neck. I kissed her up the side of her
neck to a point just below her ear, and then I worked
my way across the back of her neck, trailing kisses
like the pearls.
I could tell that she was enjoying my touch, so I
reached down between her legs with two fingers and
started squeezing her lips together between them,
over and over, very gently, still working her mons
with the heel of my hand. I could feel her starting
to get wet, so I let one finger slide into the
slippery silk between her labia.
There was nothing bashful about this woman. She moved
her feet apart for me and put one hand over mine,
pushing it down and pressing it firmly against her.
She turned her head toward me and we kissed. This was
not a wild, forceful kiss, but tender and exploratory.
Our tongues roamed each other's mouths and slid to-
gether. Our lips barely touched. Our eyes were open,
and we both liked what we saw.
She lifted her hand from mine and reached back to find
my cock. "Not yet," I whispered. "Let's focus on you
for now. We've got all night."
I lifted her hand away and placed it between her legs,
where mine had been. Linda smiled and started stroking
herself. She closed her eyes and leaned toward me for
another kiss. Our lips met and she sucked my tongue
into her mouth. I cupped her breasts one at a time,
feeling their firmness, massaging them and squeezing
her tiny nipples until they stood out, firm and fleshy.
I ran my other hand down the small of her back and felt
the curve of her ass. I slid two fingers down between
her cheeks and worked them forward until I felt her
fingers coming back the other way, and then I pressed
my fingertips against her wetness until they started
up inside her.
Linda moved her feet a little further apart, crouched
down slightly, and leaned forward against my right
hand.
It was a clear signal, and I pushed into her until my
fingers were all the way inside. She started rocking
from side to side, shifting her weight from one foot
to the other and riding my fingers up and down. I
used just enough pressure to stay inside her, and she
did the rest.
Soon my hand was soaked to the wrist with her sweet
juices, and I could smell her delicious aroma. She
rode my hand harder and harder, all the while lashing
my tongue with her own, and after a few minutes I
could feel her starting to quiver and shake. I could
tell that she was ready to come, and I pressed the tip
of my well-lubricated thumb against her other opening.
Linda broke off our kiss and, breathing heavily, pushed
back against my thumb. I felt my knuckle slide past
her knotted sphincter and then she screamed and col-
lapsed against me.
Her orgasm lasted for a good thirty seconds. Her legs
gave way, and the only thing carrying her weight was my
hand inside her. As she twitched and groaned she kept
a deathgrip on my left hand with her pussy and asshole,
so I stayed inside her, steered her toward the bed, and
lowered her to it, face down, all the while probing
both openings as deeply as I could.
"**** me," she gasped. "Do it now, please."
"Soon," I said, "but first, I want to taste your
nectar."
Linda started to raise herself up from the bed, but I
pushed her down into a low crouch. She was flat
against the bed with her knees well apart and her
lovely round ass staring me in the face.
I pulled her to the edge of the bed and knelt on the
floor behind her. I reached under her and lifted up
so that her ass was raised in front of me, then I put
my thumbs on either side of her swollen lips and
pulled them apart, opening her **** like a ripe fig.
Linda let out a low moan and arched her back for me.
Her inner labia were like glistening coral, and I
licked them both in long, lingering strokes. I leaned
forward and pressed my tongue against her firm
clitoris, and then, very slowly, I worked it back and
up across her juicy crevice to the tip of her tailbone,
pausing briefly at each of her tender orifices, and
coming to rest between her asscheeks.
Linda groaned, "Do that again, please. It felt so
good...." and I repeated the move, very slowly. This
time, I let the tip of my tongue slip inside her pussy,
and again inside her tight little bung, then I paused
for a moment and started all over again.
"More," she whimpered, and as I worked my way back
across her fragrant furrow, she reached back with both
hands to hold herself open for me. I grabbed her hips
and pressed forward, trapping her clitoris between my
lips and sucking it into my mouth.
I went to work on her firm little bullet, holding it
between my lips while I teased it with the tip of my
tongue. For several minutes I stroked it, slowly at
first, and then building up speed and intensity.
Finally, I started circling with the tip of my tongue.
Around and around I went, and I could feel Linda coming
to the edge of another orgasm. She started trembling
and thrusting, and I held on to her hips and kept
working her clit with my tongue and lips. She let out
a sound halfway between a groan and a shriek, and went
into frenzy. I hung on until she was spent.
"Oh God! It's too much. Stop for a minute, please!"
I released her hips and then I licked her from the tip
of her clitoris to her twitching little asshole.
"Mmmmm," she purred. "That was delicious."
I thought so, too.
I crawled up on the bed and we held each other for a
few minutes. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself.
Here I was, still fully clothed, and my partner had
already had two powerful climaxes. I was smoking
tonight!!
We kissed again, long, slow, and deep. "You taste
good," Linda said, "just like me." She smiled at me
like she knew something I didn't. "Lauren says that
you're the best lover she's had, and now I know why.
You really know your way around a pussy."
I smiled to myself. It was uncanny how much Linda
reminded me of her daughter. They moved alike, they
sounded alike, and they even tasted alike.
"Now it's my turn." My lover smiled and kissed me
again, slow and deep, and went to work on my shirt
and belt buckle. She reached inside my pants and
pulled my cock up and out. I was rock-hard, and she
licked her lips in anticipation. "Now, I want you to
relax and let me do all the work," Linda said with a
wicked grin.
I did as she asked, and she started by removing my
shirt, kissing my shoulders and nipples as she went,
and working her way down to my navel and then the tip
of my cock, which was peeking out of my open fly where
she had left it.
She took just the head in her mouth, ran her tongue
around the ridge that separates it from the shaft,
and then focused on the underside, teasing and licking
me with just the tip of her tongue for several minutes.
This is a move that I taught Lauren, and it drives me
up the wall. Just as I was really getting into it,
Linda pulled away to get my pants out of her way.
I raised my hips, and she slid them down past my ass
and left them bunched up around my knees.
She turned her attention back to my cock, and cupping
it with one hand, she started licking it slowly from
the base to the tip, paying particular attention to
that sweet spot on the underside.
Linda's tongue was wet and soft, and I was amazed by
the delicacy of her movements. She licked my cock
with velvet strokes and a look of reverence on her
face. She was totally focused, and it wasn't until
I moved to put a pillow under my head that she raised
her eyes and caught my gaze. She paused briefly, and
with a smile in her eyes, took my swollen head between
her lips and slid it into her mouth.
I could feel her tongue working on my tingling tool,
and I could see the hollow in her cheeks as she sucked
it in. Linda pulled her long dark hair aside to give
me a better view, and with one hand cradling my balls
and the other wrapped tightly around the base of my
cock, she sucked it deeper and deeper into her mouth.
I could feel the back of her throat, and then she
started bobbing her head and pumping me with one hand,
all the time squeezing my balls gently and rhythmically
with the other.
Up to that point, I had been fairly passive, enjoying
the show and the sensations it brought, but when Linda
started moving on me, I couldn't help myself, and I
started moving with her, thrusting into her hungry
mouth every time she lowered her head.
Linda took her hands away and pressed my hips down to
the bed. She pulled back. "I told you that I would
do all of the work," she scolded. "If you can't keep
still, I'm going to stop."
"I'll try," I said weakly. "Please continue."
Linda liked being in control. She ignored my poor
cock for a couple of minutes while she pulled my pants
off and tossed them on the floor, and then she pushed
my knees apart and crawled up between my legs.
She started kissing the insides of my thighs and lick-
ing the area between my balls and my asshole. I am
very sensitive there, and it didn't take her long to
figure that out. As my cock jumped spasmodically,
Linda sucked my balls ever so gently, and then slowly
worked her way back up to the object of her desire.
She took my cock back in her mouth and I watched it
disappear between her lips. I felt her tongue, her
cheeks, the back of her throat, and then she pushed
forward and I watched her soft, full lips slide down
around the base.
She moved her head from side to side, and the sensa-
tions were indescribable. I struggled to keep from
moving, not wanting her to quit, and I could feel my
cock getting even harder as I tensed the muscles in
my legs and hips to hold myself still.
Linda pulled back slowly until those beautiful lips
slid across my cockhead, and then she opened her mouth
wide and pushed forward, impaling herself on my steel
in one stroke. She closed her lips around it, drew
back slowly, and started sucking the full length from
tip to base and back again, over and over.
I was doing my best to lay absolutely still. God, I
didn't want her to stop, the sensations were exquisite,
but I was starting to lose control. "Oh please, I'm
going to come," I managed to gasp. "I can't help it."
Linda pulled back for a second. "Good, baby. I want you
to come. I want you to come hard. Let it go." She
smiled and put a finger in her mouth, covering it with
saliva, and then she went back down on me, all the way
down.
I raised my hips to meet her, and then I felt her
pushing against my tight little asshole. With a twist,
she slid her slippery digit up inside me, encircled the
base of my cock with her other hand, and I was trapped.
Linda had me where she wanted me, and I could do noth-
ing but move to the rhythm she set up with her mouth
and hands.
I felt the waves of orgasm break over me, and I came
harder than I ever had. Linda was merciless, and she
pumped and sucked and probed until I could stand it no
more and begged for her to stop.
She pulled back, licked her lips, and swallowed. Then
she crawled up beside me and kissed me deeply. I could
taste my own come on her tongue. "I saved you some,"
she teased.
We were both exhausted, and we laid there together for
some time, running our hands over each other's bodies,
kissing, and fondling each other's favorite parts.
After a while, we were both ready for a real ****, and
without a word, I climbed between her legs and pressed
against her wetness. Linda raised her legs, laid them
against my back, and started to pull me up inside her.
I held back a little and entered her slowly, inch by
delicious inch. She wanted it all at once, fast and
furious, but I decided to tease her a little, so once
I was all the way inside, I pulled all the way back
just as slowly, leaving just the head inside her
slippery sauna.
"You bastard," she hissed. "**** me, now!!"
With that, Linda locked her muscular legs against my
back and lifted her hips up off the bed until she had
wrapped her rippling **** around my cock like a
clenched fist. What a grip she had.
She was so tight...so wet...so hot that I could not
believe it. My girlfriend's mother...who could
imagine?
We ****ed each other that night until we were both
totally spent. We fell asleep in each other's arms
and slept deeply. The next morning, I awoke to the
sound of running water. Someone was taking a shower.
Suddenly, I realized that Linda was still asleep beside
me, and I started to panic. The water stopped, and I
heard footsteps coming down the hall. Desperately, I
started looking for my clothes, but they were nowhere
to be found.
I was trapped. I was caught.
There was a knock at the door, and it opened. It was
Lauren. "Surprise!!" she cried out. "Surprise!!"
Linda joined in from behind me. She was wide-awake
after all.
The two women laughed and giggled like a couple of
schoolgirls.
"Well, Mother, did I tell you the truth or what?"
Lauren looked at Linda and then at me, and then they
both started laughing again.
By now, I was getting over my embarrassment, and
starting to appreciate the honor they had bestowed
on me. What a night.
"Yes, baby. You've got a real keeper there. Why don't
you two go have some fun. I'll make breakfast in a
little while."
Linda smiled at me and at Lauren, and with a wave of
her hand, she dismissed us. Hand in hand, we walked
down the hall to Lauren's room. We would have our
breakfast in bed.
that they are often mistaken for sisters when they go
out together.
Lauren's mother is every bit as attractive as she is,
just older by sixteen years. I am halfway between them
in age, and as you will see, I have come to appreciate
them both.
Two weeks ago, Lauren called me to cancel a dinner
date that we had planned at one of our favorite local
restaurants. It seems that she had been called out of
town for a job interview, and she suggested that I take
her mother instead, since the reservations had been
very hard to get.
This seemed innocent enough, and as Linda and I get
along well, I agreed.
When I arrived to pick her up, Linda met me at the door
in a red velvet robe. She told me that she was almost
ready and that I should relax in the living room while
she got dressed.
A few minutes later, she asked me upstairs to help her
pick out an outfit.
Linda has a well-stocked wardrobe, but she's a little
indecisive, so it didn't seem unusual for her to ask
my opinion.
When I arrived at her bedroom, the door was open and
she was standing in front of her closet, going through
it one garment at a time. As I watched, she took a
dress out, looked it over, put it back and took another
one out. She went through this routine several times,
seemingly oblivious to my presence in the doorway.
She had absolutely nothing on, and I was mesmerized.
Her body was every bit as fine as Lauren's, and remark-
ably similar in shape. I was amazed to see that Linda
had the same lithe, athletic build as her daughter, the
same flat tummy and long legs, and the same firm
breasts...just a mouthful with tiny, dark nipples.
She looked over and smiled. "What would you like to
see me in tonight?" she said in a coy and teasing
manner.
I could tell from the look in her eye that we would not
be going to dinner, so I walked over until I was stand-
ing behind her and slightly to her right. I knew that
this was a critical moment and that I had to act deci-
sively.
"Something very soft and very thin," I started. I
reached around her with my right hand and cupped one
breast gently. "I want to see the curve of your
breast, the flatness of your belly, and the outline
of your sex through whatever you wear."
As I spoke, I ran my hand downward until the heel of
my palm came to rest on her closely cropped mound.
I started a gentle rhythmic pressure on the spot where
I thought her clitoris might be, and I started kissing
her shoulder and working my way up towards her neck.
Linda never missed a beat. She started rubbing against
my hand in time with the rhythm I started, and she
tilted her head away from me slightly to give me full
access to her neck. I kissed her up the side of her
neck to a point just below her ear, and then I worked
my way across the back of her neck, trailing kisses
like the pearls.
I could tell that she was enjoying my touch, so I
reached down between her legs with two fingers and
started squeezing her lips together between them,
over and over, very gently, still working her mons
with the heel of my hand. I could feel her starting
to get wet, so I let one finger slide into the
slippery silk between her labia.
There was nothing bashful about this woman. She moved
her feet apart for me and put one hand over mine,
pushing it down and pressing it firmly against her.
She turned her head toward me and we kissed. This was
not a wild, forceful kiss, but tender and exploratory.
Our tongues roamed each other's mouths and slid to-
gether. Our lips barely touched. Our eyes were open,
and we both liked what we saw.
She lifted her hand from mine and reached back to find
my cock. "Not yet," I whispered. "Let's focus on you
for now. We've got all night."
I lifted her hand away and placed it between her legs,
where mine had been. Linda smiled and started stroking
herself. She closed her eyes and leaned toward me for
another kiss. Our lips met and she sucked my tongue
into her mouth. I cupped her breasts one at a time,
feeling their firmness, massaging them and squeezing
her tiny nipples until they stood out, firm and fleshy.
I ran my other hand down the small of her back and felt
the curve of her ass. I slid two fingers down between
her cheeks and worked them forward until I felt her
fingers coming back the other way, and then I pressed
my fingertips against her wetness until they started
up inside her.
Linda moved her feet a little further apart, crouched
down slightly, and leaned forward against my right
hand.
It was a clear signal, and I pushed into her until my
fingers were all the way inside. She started rocking
from side to side, shifting her weight from one foot
to the other and riding my fingers up and down. I
used just enough pressure to stay inside her, and she
did the rest.
Soon my hand was soaked to the wrist with her sweet
juices, and I could smell her delicious aroma. She
rode my hand harder and harder, all the while lashing
my tongue with her own, and after a few minutes I
could feel her starting to quiver and shake. I could
tell that she was ready to come, and I pressed the tip
of my well-lubricated thumb against her other opening.
Linda broke off our kiss and, breathing heavily, pushed
back against my thumb. I felt my knuckle slide past
her knotted sphincter and then she screamed and col-
lapsed against me.
Her orgasm lasted for a good thirty seconds. Her legs
gave way, and the only thing carrying her weight was my
hand inside her. As she twitched and groaned she kept
a deathgrip on my left hand with her pussy and asshole,
so I stayed inside her, steered her toward the bed, and
lowered her to it, face down, all the while probing
both openings as deeply as I could.
"**** me," she gasped. "Do it now, please."
"Soon," I said, "but first, I want to taste your
nectar."
Linda started to raise herself up from the bed, but I
pushed her down into a low crouch. She was flat
against the bed with her knees well apart and her
lovely round ass staring me in the face.
I pulled her to the edge of the bed and knelt on the
floor behind her. I reached under her and lifted up
so that her ass was raised in front of me, then I put
my thumbs on either side of her swollen lips and
pulled them apart, opening her **** like a ripe fig.
Linda let out a low moan and arched her back for me.
Her inner labia were like glistening coral, and I
licked them both in long, lingering strokes. I leaned
forward and pressed my tongue against her firm
clitoris, and then, very slowly, I worked it back and
up across her juicy crevice to the tip of her tailbone,
pausing briefly at each of her tender orifices, and
coming to rest between her asscheeks.
Linda groaned, "Do that again, please. It felt so
good...." and I repeated the move, very slowly. This
time, I let the tip of my tongue slip inside her pussy,
and again inside her tight little bung, then I paused
for a moment and started all over again.
"More," she whimpered, and as I worked my way back
across her fragrant furrow, she reached back with both
hands to hold herself open for me. I grabbed her hips
and pressed forward, trapping her clitoris between my
lips and sucking it into my mouth.
I went to work on her firm little bullet, holding it
between my lips while I teased it with the tip of my
tongue. For several minutes I stroked it, slowly at
first, and then building up speed and intensity.
Finally, I started circling with the tip of my tongue.
Around and around I went, and I could feel Linda coming
to the edge of another orgasm. She started trembling
and thrusting, and I held on to her hips and kept
working her clit with my tongue and lips. She let out
a sound halfway between a groan and a shriek, and went
into frenzy. I hung on until she was spent.
"Oh God! It's too much. Stop for a minute, please!"
I released her hips and then I licked her from the tip
of her clitoris to her twitching little asshole.
"Mmmmm," she purred. "That was delicious."
I thought so, too.
I crawled up on the bed and we held each other for a
few minutes. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself.
Here I was, still fully clothed, and my partner had
already had two powerful climaxes. I was smoking
tonight!!
We kissed again, long, slow, and deep. "You taste
good," Linda said, "just like me." She smiled at me
like she knew something I didn't. "Lauren says that
you're the best lover she's had, and now I know why.
You really know your way around a pussy."
I smiled to myself. It was uncanny how much Linda
reminded me of her daughter. They moved alike, they
sounded alike, and they even tasted alike.
"Now it's my turn." My lover smiled and kissed me
again, slow and deep, and went to work on my shirt
and belt buckle. She reached inside my pants and
pulled my cock up and out. I was rock-hard, and she
licked her lips in anticipation. "Now, I want you to
relax and let me do all the work," Linda said with a
wicked grin.
I did as she asked, and she started by removing my
shirt, kissing my shoulders and nipples as she went,
and working her way down to my navel and then the tip
of my cock, which was peeking out of my open fly where
she had left it.
She took just the head in her mouth, ran her tongue
around the ridge that separates it from the shaft,
and then focused on the underside, teasing and licking
me with just the tip of her tongue for several minutes.
This is a move that I taught Lauren, and it drives me
up the wall. Just as I was really getting into it,
Linda pulled away to get my pants out of her way.
I raised my hips, and she slid them down past my ass
and left them bunched up around my knees.
She turned her attention back to my cock, and cupping
it with one hand, she started licking it slowly from
the base to the tip, paying particular attention to
that sweet spot on the underside.
Linda's tongue was wet and soft, and I was amazed by
the delicacy of her movements. She licked my cock
with velvet strokes and a look of reverence on her
face. She was totally focused, and it wasn't until
I moved to put a pillow under my head that she raised
her eyes and caught my gaze. She paused briefly, and
with a smile in her eyes, took my swollen head between
her lips and slid it into her mouth.
I could feel her tongue working on my tingling tool,
and I could see the hollow in her cheeks as she sucked
it in. Linda pulled her long dark hair aside to give
me a better view, and with one hand cradling my balls
and the other wrapped tightly around the base of my
cock, she sucked it deeper and deeper into her mouth.
I could feel the back of her throat, and then she
started bobbing her head and pumping me with one hand,
all the time squeezing my balls gently and rhythmically
with the other.
Up to that point, I had been fairly passive, enjoying
the show and the sensations it brought, but when Linda
started moving on me, I couldn't help myself, and I
started moving with her, thrusting into her hungry
mouth every time she lowered her head.
Linda took her hands away and pressed my hips down to
the bed. She pulled back. "I told you that I would
do all of the work," she scolded. "If you can't keep
still, I'm going to stop."
"I'll try," I said weakly. "Please continue."
Linda liked being in control. She ignored my poor
cock for a couple of minutes while she pulled my pants
off and tossed them on the floor, and then she pushed
my knees apart and crawled up between my legs.
She started kissing the insides of my thighs and lick-
ing the area between my balls and my asshole. I am
very sensitive there, and it didn't take her long to
figure that out. As my cock jumped spasmodically,
Linda sucked my balls ever so gently, and then slowly
worked her way back up to the object of her desire.
She took my cock back in her mouth and I watched it
disappear between her lips. I felt her tongue, her
cheeks, the back of her throat, and then she pushed
forward and I watched her soft, full lips slide down
around the base.
She moved her head from side to side, and the sensa-
tions were indescribable. I struggled to keep from
moving, not wanting her to quit, and I could feel my
cock getting even harder as I tensed the muscles in
my legs and hips to hold myself still.
Linda pulled back slowly until those beautiful lips
slid across my cockhead, and then she opened her mouth
wide and pushed forward, impaling herself on my steel
in one stroke. She closed her lips around it, drew
back slowly, and started sucking the full length from
tip to base and back again, over and over.
I was doing my best to lay absolutely still. God, I
didn't want her to stop, the sensations were exquisite,
but I was starting to lose control. "Oh please, I'm
going to come," I managed to gasp. "I can't help it."
Linda pulled back for a second. "Good, baby. I want you
to come. I want you to come hard. Let it go." She
smiled and put a finger in her mouth, covering it with
saliva, and then she went back down on me, all the way
down.
I raised my hips to meet her, and then I felt her
pushing against my tight little asshole. With a twist,
she slid her slippery digit up inside me, encircled the
base of my cock with her other hand, and I was trapped.
Linda had me where she wanted me, and I could do noth-
ing but move to the rhythm she set up with her mouth
and hands.
I felt the waves of orgasm break over me, and I came
harder than I ever had. Linda was merciless, and she
pumped and sucked and probed until I could stand it no
more and begged for her to stop.
She pulled back, licked her lips, and swallowed. Then
she crawled up beside me and kissed me deeply. I could
taste my own come on her tongue. "I saved you some,"
she teased.
We were both exhausted, and we laid there together for
some time, running our hands over each other's bodies,
kissing, and fondling each other's favorite parts.
After a while, we were both ready for a real ****, and
without a word, I climbed between her legs and pressed
against her wetness. Linda raised her legs, laid them
against my back, and started to pull me up inside her.
I held back a little and entered her slowly, inch by
delicious inch. She wanted it all at once, fast and
furious, but I decided to tease her a little, so once
I was all the way inside, I pulled all the way back
just as slowly, leaving just the head inside her
slippery sauna.
"You bastard," she hissed. "**** me, now!!"
With that, Linda locked her muscular legs against my
back and lifted her hips up off the bed until she had
wrapped her rippling **** around my cock like a
clenched fist. What a grip she had.
She was so tight...so wet...so hot that I could not
believe it. My girlfriend's mother...who could
imagine?
We ****ed each other that night until we were both
totally spent. We fell asleep in each other's arms
and slept deeply. The next morning, I awoke to the
sound of running water. Someone was taking a shower.
Suddenly, I realized that Linda was still asleep beside
me, and I started to panic. The water stopped, and I
heard footsteps coming down the hall. Desperately, I
started looking for my clothes, but they were nowhere
to be found.
I was trapped. I was caught.
There was a knock at the door, and it opened. It was
Lauren. "Surprise!!" she cried out. "Surprise!!"
Linda joined in from behind me. She was wide-awake
after all.
The two women laughed and giggled like a couple of
schoolgirls.
"Well, Mother, did I tell you the truth or what?"
Lauren looked at Linda and then at me, and then they
both started laughing again.
By now, I was getting over my embarrassment, and
starting to appreciate the honor they had bestowed
on me. What a night.
"Yes, baby. You've got a real keeper there. Why don't
you two go have some fun. I'll make breakfast in a
little while."
Linda smiled at me and at Lauren, and with a wave of
her hand, she dismissed us. Hand in hand, we walked
down the hall to Lauren's room. We would have our
breakfast in bed.
Callum said:yes. Everytime we go somewhere, she gives me the look like dotn be trying anything, do you get that look? Also when im over, and the mom is going to like burger king to get lunch, she says something like "oh keep your hands to yourself" or something like that, she says it a joking way of course, but its obvious she means it seriously, but then she lets us be in a my gfs room for 2 hours alone because the mom and little bro take a nap everyday
Nah I don't get a "look" in fact her mom doesn't tell me anything at all related to what I do to her daughter, I have no problem making out with her or feelin her all over the place if her mom is there (if her dad is well thats a different story). She has never mentioned anything to me about if it bothers her or what not and if it does well I'm not gonna stop as long as she doesn't tell me or even show a sign that it bothers her.
Doing the same thing if her dad was there just seems a little bit umm weird because I put myself in his shoes and I know what he feels so I'm trying to be respectfull and all
!Brondbyfan
Senior Squad
Wow Haukur, did that really happen?!
Brondbyfan said:
http://www.soccergaming.tv/showthread.php?p=1863553#post1863553
read post number 69
Brondbyfan
Senior Squad
Maybe I should have made the sarcasm a little more obvious 
::shinji::
Min
A) Virgin
Queer
C) One huge Geek
D) 9 years old
E) Prefers hand lotion and bra catalogues
F) All of the above
QueerC) One huge Geek
D) 9 years old
E) Prefers hand lotion and bra catalogues
F) All of the above
i think i will go with A) Virgin.
Not a geek at all, dont like to study.
Not a Gay.
Not even nine yr old and not a queer.
all of the above is not applicable.
Is there anything wrong staying a virgin? Just trying to be safe.
Although,those chicks with nice asses and nice breasts make me feel to loose my virginity.
Not a geek at all, dont like to study.
Not a Gay.
Not even nine yr old and not a queer.
all of the above is not applicable.
Is there anything wrong staying a virgin? Just trying to be safe.
Although,those chicks with nice asses and nice breasts make me feel to loose my virginity.
C
Callum
Guest
INFESTA said:I do get the look, still. But know what?, I give the 'Oh you bet I will' look back at them, and with a grin.
heh good man, ive done that before as well, then my gf was mad at me because she doesnt want even to give them the idea that we do anything together, and not even make jokes about it, but its understandable because they are a tad crazy.
Gerrard 17
Fan Favourite
king said:Just trying to be safe.
haha!
nickclubman
Starting XI
ngyc said:my gf's mom is such a good cook. i'm just love the food she cook. learn a lot of great recipe from her
I'm a bad man! when I read that first time I saw;
'my gf's mom sucks a good cock'
