Girlfriend's Mother
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#1: Girlfriend's Mother Author: Freaky, Location: Sacramento PostPosted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 5:37 pm
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This is a story from many years ago when I was doing some foolish thiings. I was fucking the mother of my girlfriend.

Cheryl’s Mom

This experience occurred years ago when I was using rather poor judgment and thinking with my cock. It was quite exciting and something that doesn’t happen often.

I had been fucking Cheryl for a couple of years. She was a co-worker in her 20s when I started enjoying her body. She was a good little fuck, not great. Her titties were a bit small but she had a nice ass and I was able to train her in fucking and perversions much better than her ex-husband. She had introduced me to her parents and there was little doubt that I was fucking their daughter. They seemed to accept me and the fuck relationship without a problem.

Her parents were outwardly normal. Dad, Richard, was in his 50s, not highly intelligent and nice in all respects. Mom, Rose, was in her 40s. She was very pretty, about 5-7, 150, neck length brunette hair, great-looking comfortable ass and nice tits which I estimated at 36D. She was sharper than her husband and obviously was the decision-maker in the household.

I of course had noted Rose’s attributes, especially her ass and big tits. I also noted her outstanding visible panty line. I was using her daughter’s panties for masturbation and set my sights on somehow getting some of Rose’s panties to enjoy. But things got better than getting her panties.

I was invited to Thanksgiving dinner at her parent’s house. I was 34, Rose 46, Cheryl 28. Dinner went fine with the usual small talk about nothing. Richard, the dad and husband, droned on boring us with his work exploits. What was different at this gathering was the presence and consumption of wine, which I had graciously provided. I knew Richard would drink sparingly and Cheryl told me that her mother liked wine but didn’t often have it... I wisely purchased light sweet wine and made sure Rose’s glass was always full.

Dinner ended and the blather was about the son, Cheryl’s brother, who had not joined us as he was working. Rose had dutifully prepared items for him and Richard was set to deliver. Cheryl cautioned her dad about driving and I suggested that she drive him to the brother’s house, just to be safe. I said I would help Rose clean the kitchen. My filthy mind was at work.

Cheryl and her dad drove off and I knew I had at least forty-five minutes with Rose. I helped clear the table as she scraped dishes and loaded the dishwasher. I kept looking at her nice ass and the outline of her panties. I moved next to her at the counter and told her there was more wine. I poured her another glass. She mildly protested but took it. As she sipped she looked at me and turned as she put down the glass.

I pulled her to me and pressed my lips on hers. I parted them with my tongue as my hands quickly moved to her ass, covered in dark brown pants. I pulled her crotch against mine and kept kissing her. She did not protest. Her cologne smelled very nice and I moved my mouth to her cheek and ear and began kissing and nibbling. My hand slipped down the back of her pants. I could feel her nylon brief panties covering her wonderful ass. She began whispering that we shouldn’t be doing this. I told her not to worry, I was watching the clock.

I moved her to the living room and we sat on the couch. I kissed her more and she liked my method. It was obvious her husband had never kissed her correctly. I put her hand on my crotch and released the two top buttons of her white blouse. I reached around to unclip her white bra. She moved her hand between her tits and unclipped the bra. It was a front clip bra and she freed her wonderful D cup white tits! I moved my head to her right tit and began sucking. She rubbed my head and moaned and we shouldn’t be doing this. I kept sucking.

I stole a look at watch and stopped loving her tits. Kissing her I moved her hand to my crotch. She could feel my bulge. I held her hand on it to get her used to it. This was new to her, obviously, but she seemed to like it. I whispered to her that I had wanted to grab her for a long time. She said she could see why Cheryl liked me so much. I told her they would be back in about fifteen minutes. She got up and went to the bathroom. I turned the TV on to a football game.

She soon returned with hair, clothes, and make-up in perfect condition. I noted she had sprayed herself lightly with cologne. She sat on the chair opposite me and told me she was surprised at me. I replied that she was very pretty and I was very attracted to her. I remember her words, “I think my daughter might be a little mad of she knew that.” I assured her that my secret was safe between us. I said I would call her at her work if that was OK. She said, “Well, I guess so. I really don’t know what to say.” Soon we heard the back door opening. Cheryl and he dad had returned.

We exchanged small talk and I mentioned that we should be leaving as I had to work the late shift that night. Cheryl and her mother were going to shop the next day. On leaving I gave Rose a knowing look and she smiled. I knew I was going to get her.

The next week I called her at her office. We exchanged pleasantries and I thanked her for the dinner. I then told her I wanted to see her. She was hesitant but agreed to meet for lunch the next day at a restaurant near her office. I knew she was thinking along my lines when she told me just to meet her there. She didn’t want anyone to see me picking her up. The woman was mine, I knew.

At lunch we talked niceties and then I got to the point. I told her I wanted to see her, alone. I held her hand and she squeezed mine tightly. She said we would have to be careful. She had never done anything like this before but she really liked the attention I was giving her. In my mind I knew her moron husband had never given her the attention she needed. I fully intended to give her excellent sexual service.

Our first meeting was at a motel near the college. She had taken the afternoon off and I used my influence, in the form of a tip, to get the room early. Alone with me in the room she was understandably nervous. Here was a married woman in her 40s, in a motel room with a younger man who was also fucking her daughter. I was at my best in relaxing her, saying the right words. Soon she had removed her blouse, placing it carefully folded on the chair. I removed her bra and freed her wonderful tits. I had her lay back on the bed and buried my face in her soft, smooth tits. Her nipples were erect and easy to suck. I rubbed her pussy through her pants and soon unzipped them. She had kicked off her shoes. I told her to take off her pants.

She got up and I turned the bed down and stripped to my shorts. I had a raging hardon. Rose had her back to me and she was folding her black pants. I will never forget looking at her ass, hiding beneath blue nylon brief panties. I couldn’t wait to fuck her. She turned and faced me. Her big tits were bare and she was a bit embarrassed. “Oh Fred, I don’t know about this.” I took her in my arms and held her and rubbed by cock against her. Rubbing her pussy I could feel she was wet.

I led her to the bed and she was soon on her back. I slid my finger under her panties and began finger fucking her. She responded immediately. I began tugging at the waistband of her panties and she rose and pulled them down. I took off my shorts. I looked at my prize. A small patch of dark hair covered the pussy of a lovely woman, about to give herself to the man who was fucking her daughter. The obscenity of it all made it more exciting!

I decided to taste her before fucking her. I moved my head to her pussy and she tensed. I don’t think she had ever been licked! I took my time but soon was licking her pussy. She moaned with delight and spread her legs. I thought she would be easy to lick to climax but I was ready to fuck her with my cock instead. I stopped and then got on my knees between her legs. She looked at my stiff cock. She knew what was coming.

I entered her and she was nice and wet. I began fucking her slowly, kissing and whispering to her. She held me tight. I increased the fuck speed and she came within two minutes. She quietly moaned and shook while reaching climax. She was quiet and elegant in fucking. I soon made my deposit.

When she got up to go to the bathroom, she took her purse. I noted she was removing another pair of panties. The wonderful woman was planning on being fucked! I retrieved the blue panties from the floor. She came out in white panties and bra and I held and kissed her. “That was good, Rose. I hope you liked it.” “Very much, Fred, you are a nice gentle lover to an old woman.” I asked if I could keep the blue panties. She smiled and said, “Sure, if you really want them.” She didn’t know then about my love of panties and bras.

That was the beginning of a great fuck relationship. We could only meet for fucks about once a month but each one was more intense. I taught her tit fucking, how to suck cock, fuck positions, and even butt fucked her. One of my memorable days was when I fucked Cheryl in the morning and fucked her mother later that day! I must say Rose was the better fuck, once trained. I fucked her through 1983, even after Cheryl and I broke up! She was afraid her husband, and Cheryl, were getting suspicious. I had a nice collection of her panties and bras which I enjoyed for years. There are other wonderful details and memories which I will chronicle for masturbation memories! I enjoyed being a motherfucker!
#2: Re: Girlfriend's Mother Author: Fenman, Location: Cambridge UK PostPosted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 6:18 pm
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Is she on the phone?
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