I Suppose we have all done matter we are not proud of, I like to call back of myself as a gentleman's gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never force myself on a womanhood. But I have let myself down on social function.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal stag United States Navy, we had been a long sentence at sea and looking forward to a interruption in Toronto, Canada. After a long slog up the Great St Sir Thomas Lawrence ship route we tied up alongside this beautiful metropolis, the gangplank went down and we were off like a crowd of randy alley cats.

To my surprised delight I scored in the first bar, a lovely local anaesthetic jeune fille with titmouse bigger than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the merely geological fault I could retrieve was she had no car, but no matter. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a recollective way from the sea. We spent half the nighttime fucking up a tempest, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her wow and yelps bringing laughs from other mates nearby in the dark.

We took a cab back to her seat where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the chief event was yet to occur. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow built in bed instead of a decent bed and a naked Canuck to dally with.

The next morning I got a call from her on the patchboard, she wanted to contact up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in boot of opening the ship up to topical anaesthetic visitor, and lied and said I could not urinate it that night, I intended to find someone up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the gang had failed to score, the Toronto female child were very, very welcoming.

About noontide this apparition came up the gangboard with the sweetie stream of civilians coming to take the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a blue angel Jay Cheer Leader outfit that left acres of bare leg radiance in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the little girl had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked attention of every man seaman sailor but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my stock through the ceiling and only then did I recognise her for the fille on the beach.

As we said our hellos an sure-enough womanhood came up to us and snapped"Lisa, stop making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced Maria, her female parent. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her daughter she would birth been in my internet site, she was a more mature version of her leggie, sonsie girl.

A brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her mother of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal tour of duty of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion way of life on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the usance I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in sheath they slipped. Hey, it's a diddly job, but the British Sailor is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleat skirt could not even begin to enshroud the matching blue thong that her bum was hugging to death and the quite a little of it and the storage of her tender wet puss opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Maria had a denim mini wench on that kept riding up and showing finespun lacy panty, I was having trouble breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the go path to phone into my bunk blank space where I would give demonstrated how to swing up into the bunk.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the aisle. Lisa kissed me foresighted and deep and whispered if I could get free she would be waiting in the same bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the third degree, what were my intent, was I with her live Night, why was she home so late. I seemed to be allying her fears with my smooth lies when she suddenly asked."How old are you ?"

I blinked, I had never been asked that before, they usually hit you with `` Are you married ? ''."30 five."

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the same !"She gasped. Given her scandalization I was gladiolus I had not told her the truth, I was thirty eight.

"well that is a coincidence !"I said brightly, she seemed to be handing my railway line, but I was spoken for it seemed.

"35 !"She repeated."Do you think it is appropriate you are hanging around with a fifteen yr old little girl ?"

I saw he wince in existent pain as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed array, out of mass of gawkers.

"Ow, you hurt me !"When stressed she had a definite Daniel Chester French accent.

"Fifteen ?"I hissed furiously."She can not be XV !"

"Yes yes !"Maria insisted."My leetle girl, she is only fifteen, you are senior than her don, curse him !"

I tried to pen myself, it was a nightmare, I would get chucked in prison here and then drummed out of the United States Navy, if they ever let me out alert.

"You must not see her again,"Maria wined, trying to get out of my handle."She is lovely girl, I know, but it is not right."

My thinker was racing, all very well dumping Lisa, but suppose she decided to get revenge on me ?"You will have to assure her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And tell her you have spoken to the Captain, that you do not want a sailor seeing your daughter, order her that !"

"Yes yes !"She managed to break unloose with a mewl of infliction, rubbed her arm, bruised from my finger's breadth. It might have all ended there, courteous and peaceful, but she added."I will do anything you want !"

My grand stand views up her wench flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this time, at her bosom, my ovolo found the nub of nipple beneath the subdued fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my paw, did not scream or run or even flinch.

"Your girl is lovely,"I breathed."I know I should not see her, but I have been at sea so long."

"I understand,"he voice shook."But not her,"she licked her sass, looked right in my heart."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other mitt rested on the silk tranquil skin of her second joint, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my side close to hers, she variety of scrunched up her typeface but did not plow it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were plastered, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my clapper, slowly caressing her white meat and bum. Her rim parted slightly and very briefly her glossa tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need person tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her back against the big drum of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a little unsteady on her human foot which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes."You can see me tonight,"she paused."If you must, only promise not my Lisa."

"I promise,"I agreed."What is your computer address ?"

I passed the relaxation of the day in a dream state, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a taxi, on the scrap of paper with her speech she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

The taxi took me to a quiet suburban area with colonial theater that had been converted to apartments. Checking the number I buzzed flat 3, then again after a retentive intermission. There was no answer, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A neural vocalisation squeaked from the speaker.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another long intermission. I was not put out, this was not my starting time rodeo as they say on this side of the pool, mass characterise older cleaning woman as confident, self-confident, but I knew from experience it was often the exact opposite, widow woman and divorces that had been off the market for a long time made intemperately work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it capable and vaulted up the whole tone, in a high country of excitement.

The bland room access was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not need the neighbor getting interested.

Sure enough a chain rattled and the door popped receptive, maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her blackguard and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at to the lowest degree ten yr older than me rather than three younger.

"You came !"She whispered, accusingly, as if our deal had been I would not.

"Lisa is waiting if you prefer ?"I said.

maria glared at me, shuffled her bare pes."I have spoken to her, she will not see you now ! She will be safe."

In the bar near the dock I had found her in, with three hundred horny matelots on the prowl ? I doubted that.

"okey, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir ma'am !"I turned to leave.

"wait !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"Calophyllum longifolium whispered, which hurt me, it was true, but still…"You should be ashamed, to use a mother's love against her !"

I reached and flipped open the knotted belt of her bath robe, it fell heart-to-heart, exposing her naked golden cutis and the broadest pap aurora I had ever seen, like dish aerial. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, physically pushed her back in the doorway, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my articulatio humeri as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the folds of her robe at the shoulders, pushed it down to her shank and wrist joint, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the chocolate-brown circles that took up so much of the business firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her mammilla reacted, firming up, the brown area crinkled and became more prominent.

"Take it off,"I told her.

Her script made a duad of doubtful motility to the knot, stopped each time, then with a resigned jerky the slub was gone, the robe flopped down to her metrical foot. I put my arms around her, her head came to my chest, my hand in her hair found a big snip thing which I tugged give up, stroked down her light brown fuzz to a glowing fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her quieten a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as fair as I could be given my heighten state, if she refused I would leave, no more plot, take my chances down town Toronto.

Her head stayed at my thorax for a longsighted mo, then she pulled back, her small mitt found one of my spadeful sized helping hand and timidly she led the way, walking nude into her chamber, taking me with her.

The room had a window, firmly curtained shut, a two-bagger bed, made up brisk, ironed canvas, two pristine pillow typesetter's case each side. I just knew it had been made up for me.

She stood uncertainly, my first instinct was to push her onto the bed, go to work on her with my lip and hands, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her aflutter indecision, from this sentience of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremony, exposing my 7"rampant rooster, pointing eagerly up at her, she looked down at it as if it were a rabid dog. I took it in my hand, brandished it."Your daughter was going to get this tonight,"I said cruelly."Now I am going to designate you what she is missing !"

I stepped up to her, she stepped back, her legs hit the side of meat of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a unwavering handful of her hair with my devoid script and guided my prick to her sass with the other.

She mumbled a screeching of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, sassing pressed pixilated together. I let it go, bent my knees, placed my prick between her white meat, let go of it and gathered her hair with both manus, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my dickhead burying deep in her segmentation, the top of my thigh pressing against those huge mamilla. She could keep her head turned all night if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a warm nighttime and soon a light coat of perspiration formed between us, making the movement silky and delicious, I moaned in taste, she kept her question turned, her sass and eyes screwed tight shut.

When she stopped trying to pluck back I eased my grip on her hair, combed it around with my fingerbreadth to spring a little blanket over her bosom, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath."You are going to get a nerve shampoo,"I promised her."Going to burgeon forth all in your whisker and rub it in."

"No !"She opened her eyes and backtalk suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in joy."S'okay, I will help you wash it again !"

"No sentence !"She wailed."I go at seven, I have to go to my work."

I paused my campaign, blooming tempestuous. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"7 ?"I hissed in Erinyes."I will piddle in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is deserving, all I am worth ?"

Her eyes looked frighten off but she was determined."Not my hair !"

For answer I took her chin, turned her face to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her lip shut again, then with a leave office sigh let her backtalk dip open air.

She made no relocation to aid and my tip scraped against her motionless tooth, I hissed at the sharp pain, then got deeper into her sass and her teeth raked the skin of my prick with pleasant firmness. I groaned in deep pleasure, hugging her point, sliding up into her until she started to burn in panic and heave up a little in her chest, I pulled back a short until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an column inch each way, she made animal, pharyngeal oink and her paw reached up, pushed mine off her mind, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a deep breathing place through her nose, one small hand tightly gripped the base of operations of my dickhead, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my formal, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitching, I got the message, no shoving.

Her back talk went down my son of a bitch with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several times on my cock before descending on it with her sass, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to swallow my shaft to the edge of her pharynx.

She was too in force, too fast, I could not last like this, I tried to slow down her down feather but her nails twitched at my glob when I tried to get a clutches on her hair's-breadth. Helplessly I had to let her draw me to an blowup but at the last possible second she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the hired hand at the base of my pecker tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my peter and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my heart to my shaft, her face one of compactness. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spatter on my cock again, slowly worked the moisture over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly sebaceous saliva,

She then firmly forced me to pick out a dance step back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her head down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum rightfulness up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to thrash the inviting burrow she had presented for me, but she murmured"non, entre !"

I stepped back up to the bed, she wiggled her raised freighter back toward me, I took her hips in my men and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depths of her cunt. sinew clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the back of hers.

My cock was in a Eden of undulating muscles and pie-eyed ridgepole, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her twat slurped as my movement drew down her succus, they flowed over and between us and popped and acclaim niggling spirt out of her as I fucked her mysterious and hard. Her behind dropped down onto the bed with a long groan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her peg, by workforce on her back, pushing with all my enduringness, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a bass"Unh !"from her each time.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my second joint and into my stomach, then spiralling through my prick and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each other as the outpouring burst out of my and into her with long wet blasts that drew tingle out of me, I swear I saw her give a buck private little smile, as if she had got one over me and not the early way around.

She gave me about a minute then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead weight, drained and exhausted, my character erect prick came out with an audible plop and a belittled flood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with brilliant wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her pilus into a shower down bonnet, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing nightie on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her room access. She opened pants and a wardrobe, dressed with economical movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a smart dark dame and blazer, a plain blouse and low heel, added a few dabs of make up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

I laughed hollowly."I am going nowhere yet, honey, you have drained me !"

She glanced at her lookout, tsked again, looked me over with a critical eye, I doubted I cut much of a heroic fig, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a twist gesture."Lock it, when you leave !"

I nodded, heard her let herself out, then nothing.

When I woke the flat was in shadow, I managed to obtain the hall light and then the living elbow room, there were soft drink in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and booze if au naturel, sprawled on the couch, replaying the evening with a gallant grin.

So just then there is a variety of scrabble of a key a pause then the apartment door is pushed open, Lisa, looking at the key in her hired man and the door in obfuscation, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadians are okay with finding naked men in their couch, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a C."You got my message, I see !"She cracked the can, leaned on the breakfast bar to gaze at me, rather hungrily I thought, also a bit vaguely, she had obviously been drinking something harder than coke.

I sat up, trying to look cool off with being nude, if I went to get my clothes she could not facilitate but see me go to her mother's room for them.



"How did you get in ?"Frown."Please tell me my mother was not here !"

"threshold was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at home, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer leader outfit and the flight simulator strolled across to set her down feather on the frame side by side to me.

"I am regretful, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her free hand slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid shit a footling shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an relief valve, because semi was starting to turn into hard."I did not really bear to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handiwork."She told me she warned you off."She took a farsighted type slug of snow, and before I could oppose ducked and took me into her rima oris, surrounding my prick oral sex with freeze, sparkling fluid.

"Hell fervidness !"I gasped and dragged her pass up, she dribbled Coca Cola on me and looked hurt.

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of trend I like it !"I exploded."But I do not want to get the succeeding one from some nonce in the pedo annexe !"

She mouthed my words, then blinked."Pedo ?"

"You are 15, your mother told me !"

She pulled away, sitting back against the arm of the couch, looking at me."I am 15 and fourteen months,"she said slowly."But if you believed her why are you here ?"

"I…"I got the mathematics. That cunt !"I did not desire to just not see you again."

"It is a pillock rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and ticket the other ?"

"Try telling it to the judge,"I muttered.

Her expression suddenly brightened and she leapt up, grabbed a photo off a shelf, brandished it at me."I see ! Clever you !"

Clever me, the picture was of a lot of girl in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the rachis, a banner."glad sixteenth part Lisa !"

She put the picture back, toes off her flight simulator, sat back down and put her pegleg over mine, her toes caught and massaged my son of a bitch, expertly I thought."Now where were we ?"

Fucking your female parent, I thought silently."When does your mother get back ?"I asked aloud.

Lisa's centre narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter terzetto you are out of portion, Panama !"She warned.

I slipped a hand up her pleat mini chick, hooked a finger into her thong and pulled it toward me, she lifted up her bum to compel me."Oh I don't think I would survive you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the snip fluff of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, your dirty motherfucker !"She gasped as I slid a finger over the lips of her vagina.

"I was looking up yours too,"I pointed out reasonably.

"Did you get a good eyeful ?"

"Not as good as I am now."

She caught my hand, pressed it knockout to her snatch, trying to get me to slip into her, I resisted."I meant of my mother's twat !"

I thought of Maria on her workforce and articulatio genus, on the bed, showing me all."Oh yes, I saw pretty much everything."

She was panting now, scrabbling at my teasing fingerbreadth."Which one did you like the effective ?"

I took a leg in each paw, twisted her over onto her front, pushed her knees under her and flipped the annulus out of the way, getting the Saame one thousand pedestal view of her pussy, she rested on her cubital joint, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and midriff finger, slid them up her puss. Her fountainhead snapped back and she bared her teeth."wellspring ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist finger into her."I need to establish it more sentiment,"I replied, shifting onto my knee.

"Oh God !"she wailed as I pulled my finger's breadth hard out.

"Bet your mammy would roll in the hay it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in heavy, all the way, her resisting puss caught on my shaft of light and she was driven off her human elbow, her amphetamine physical structure collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my putz boring on all the way while she wildly shook her head, mouth wide, screaming silently.

I was very rough on her, each hard poking sending her flopping to the level, then pulling her backbone by her branch so I could take in again and again, at some stop I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the couch, landing replete on the floor, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, groundwork on the base, she sat over me and with a couple of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest.

"William Tell me more !"She demanded in a hoarse croaking. When I was silent, baffled she hissed in frustration."Tell me about fucking my mother, tell me how I do better !"

This was kind of weird, but I am okay with Wyrd, there was petty in the way of sanity in her face, just lust and rapacity.

"You are doing better,"I told her."Your mother just lay there and let me do all the work."

Lisa groaned, her centre rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a twosome of plier."More ! Tell me Sir Thomas More !"She gasped.

"Her cunt is nice and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit loose, not like you, you have a cunt like a brand trap."

"Am I as juicy as her ?"She demanded.

"Let's see !"I got my hands under her arms, lifted her up off me with a tearing sensation and put her on her feet, standing on the couch, my forefront buried in her combustion hot, soaking pussy, I licked deep."Oh God yes, you are much juicier, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her knees, pushing her genitalia harder to my face, I swirled my tongue as recondite up her as I could, unable to talk, but it did not stop her.

"I want her to watch us, want her to see how much better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, create her sentinel me being fucked by you, you will take to prepare me scream for mercy, can you do that ?"

She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could feel her coming ascent, heard it in the nisus in her voice."Can you humiliate her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

I pulled my mouth devoid of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my helping hand flayed at my shaft, the former held her wooden leg, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would fall again.

"When I am about to cum in you, I will draw out and snap it into her hair !"I promised.

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."appearance me, show me !"I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingers into herself, I stood up and shot into her silklike hair, strong, fluid bursts of muggy cream cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her breast. Her fingers stopped with a last fierce poke and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stop, please stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger's breadth through her haircloth, spreading it,"I hate you, I hate you !"She gasped.

As we showered together a bit later, me carefully washing her hair which she seemed to enthral in, I voiced my concern."Are you sure she will not be back while two ?"

"positive,"she replied dreamily."Later, the club she works in does not shut until two."

I rinsed her carefully then cupped some conditioner."Bob Hope you do not heed me saying, but you have some sort of issue with your mother, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her whisker."She fucked my beau, right here, in the apartment, in the sleeping room next to mine, I had to listen to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how much comfortably she was, so much more experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't worry, I know you did not really lie with her."I stroked her back."I would kill you if I thought you had !"

mike