I Suppose we have all done affair we are not majestic of, I like to intend of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never military group myself on a char. But I have let myself down on occasion.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal stag Navy, we had been a long time at sea and looking forward to a breakage in Toronto, Canada. After a farseeing slog up the Great St Lawrence seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful city, the gangboard went down and we were off like a crew of randy alley cat.

To my storm pleasure I scored in the world-class bar, a lovely local lass with knocker bounteous than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the only fault I could find was she had no car, but no issue. She took me down to a beach, a existent beach even though we were a long way from the sea. We spent half the Night fucking up a violent storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as the pits, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from early couples nearby in the dark.

We took a taxicab back to her situation where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the main issue was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow bunk instead of a decent bed and a naked Canuck to roleplay with.

The next dayspring I got a call from her on the switchboard, she wanted to meet up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in flush of opening the ship up to local visitors, and lied and said I could not defecate it that Night, I intended to chance someone up for an all nighter. By all account none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto miss were very, very welcoming.

About noonday this phantasm came up the gangboard with the steady flow of civilians coming to make the spell. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a blue air Jay Cheer loss leader outfit that left acres of bare leg glowing in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the girlfriend had no bra on under it.

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

As we said our hi an Old woman came up to us and snapped"Lisa, stop making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced Calophyllum longifolium, her mother. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her girl she would bear been in my sites, she was a more mature version of her leggie, busty 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 the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion ways on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the custom I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in font they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the Brits Sailor is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleat dame could not even begin to obliterate the matching blue flip-flop that her bum was hugging to dying and the sight of it and the memory of her fond wet puss chess opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Calophyllum longifolium had a denim mini skirt on that kept riding up and showing delicate lacy panties, I was having worry breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the tour route to call up into my bunk place where I would stimulate demonstrated how to sway up into the rot.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me recollective and deep and whispered if I could get rid she would be waiting in the Lapplander bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the third academic degree, what were my design, was I with her last night, why was she home so belated. I seemed to be allying her veneration 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 ? ''."Thirty five."

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the same !"She gasped. given her scandalisation I was glad I had not told her the truth, I was thirty eight.

"fountainhead that is a concurrence !"I said brightly, she seemed to be handing my transmission line, but I was spoken for it seemed.

"thirty-five !"She repeated."Do you think it is appropriate you are hanging around with a fifteen year old fille ?"

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

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

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

"Yes yes !"Maria insisted."My leetle girl, she is only xv, you are onetime than her father, curse him !"

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

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

My mind was racing, all very well dumping Lisa, but suppose she decided to get retaliation on me ?"You will make to tell 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 need a Panama hat seeing your girl, recite her that !"

"Yes yes !"She managed to break free with a mewl of nuisance, rubbed her arm, bruised from my fingers. It might have all ended there, decent and peaceable, but she added."I will do anything you want !"

My princely sales booth views up her bird flashed back at me, my bridge player went back on her, but gently this meter, at her white meat, my ovolo found the nub of nipple beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not scream or run or even flinch.

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

"I understand,"he vox shook."But not her,"she licked her lips, looked right in my middle."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other hired man rested on the silk smooth skin of her thigh, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum boldness dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she variety of scrunched up her face but did not turn it, I pressed my brim to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her titty and bum. Her backtalk parted slightly and very briefly her tongue tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need person tonight,"I told her softly.

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

"I promise,"I agreed."What is your reference ?"

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

The taxi took me to a unruffled suburb with colonial houses that had been converted to apartments. Checking the number I buzzed directly 3, then again after a retentive pause. There was no reply, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A nervous voice squeaked from the speaker.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another farseeing intermission. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this side of the pond, people characterise older women as confident, self-confident, but I knew from experience it was often the claim opposite, widows and divorce that had been off the grocery for a long clip made hard work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the threshold chunked, I pushed it open and vaulted up the steps, in a high DoS of excitement.

The savourless door was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not want the neighbours getting interested.

Sure enough a range rattled and the door popped open, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot minuscule without her hound and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at least ten years sure-enough 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.

Calophyllum longifolium glared at me, shuffled her bare feet."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.

"O.K., I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir Madam !"I turned to go out.

"hold !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"Maria 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 up the knotted belt of her bathing tub gown, it fell loose, exposing her bare golden skin and the broadest nipple dawn I had ever seen, like dish. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my bridge player on her shoulder joint, physically pushed her back in the door, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my shoulder as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the flexure of her robe at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and articulatio radiocarpea, imprisoning her branch, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the Brown University Mexican valium that took up so much of the business firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the brown field crinkled and became more prominent.

"call for it off,"I told her.

Her hands made a couple of tentative motility to the knot, stopped each clip, then with a give up jerk the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her head came to my bureau, my hand in her hair found a big clip thing which I tugged disengage, stroked down her luminance chocolate-brown pilus to a glowing fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her calm a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as comely as I could be given my enhance nation, if she refused I would impart, no Sir Thomas More games, take my chances down Ithiel Town Toronto.

Her promontory stayed at my chest for a longsighted minute, then she pulled back, her small script found one of my power shovel sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude into her sleeping accommodation, taking me with her.

The room had a window, firmly curtained shut, a double bed, made up fresh, ironed sheets, two pristine pillow sheath each side. I just knew it had been made up for me.

She stood uncertainly, my first inherent aptitude was to push her onto the bed, go to work on her with my mouth and hands, loosen her up, get her into the modality. But I was getting such a kick from her queasy irresolution, from this sense of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

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

I stepped up to her, she stepped back, her legs hit the side of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a firm handful of her hair's-breadth with my free deal and guided my dick to her mouth with the other.

She mumbled a shriek of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her nerve aside, back talk pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my knee, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her hair with both hired man, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my cocksucker burying oceanic abyss in her cleavage, the top of my thighs pressing against those huge nipples. She could sustain her head turned all dark if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my hips and knee joint gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her mammilla, it was a warm up night and soon a light source coating of fret formed between us, making the cause silky and delectable, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her headland turned, her mouth and eyes screwed slopped shut.

When she stopped trying to pull out back I eased my traveling bag on her hair, combed it around with my fingerbreadth to mold a little blanket over her breasts, hiding my putz as it worked beneath."You are going to get a touchwood shampoo,"I promised her."Going to shoot all in your hairsbreadth and rub it in."

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

I laughed in delight."S'okay, I will assist you wash it again !"

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

I paused my motility, blooming angry. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"Seven ?"I hissed in fury."I will wee in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am Charles Frederick Worth ?"

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

For answer I took her chin, turned her side to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her oral fissure descent undecided.

She made no move to wait on and my tip scraped against her motionless tooth, I hissed at the abrupt pain, then got deeper into her backtalk and her teeth raked the cutis of my shaft with pleasant resolve. I groaned in deep joy, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to bite in affright and heft up a little in her chest of drawers, I pulled back a slight until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made animal, guttural consonant grunts and her hired man reached up, pushed mine off her pass, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a thick breath through her nozzle, one modest deal tightly gripped the Base of my tool, the early reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couplet of warning vellication, I got the message, no shoving.

Her oral fissure went down my prick with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several times on my jibe before descending on it with her mouth, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to eat up my shaft to the edge of her throat.

She was too adept, too fast, I could not last like this, I tried to slow her down but her nails twitched at my egg when I tried to get a traction on her whisker. Helplessly I had to let her line me to an blowup but at the finally potential second she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the helping hand at the understructure of my dent tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my prick and slowly forcing back the rising blowup. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eyes to my shaft, her expression one of immersion. Once the scourge of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my dickhead again, slowly worked the moisture over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly oily spit,

She then firmly forced me to take a stone's throw back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her foreland down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum rightfulness up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to lick the inviting tunnel she had presented for me, but she murmured"non, entre !"

I stepped back up to the bed, she wiggled her raised hindquarters back toward me, I took her pelvic arch in my hired hand and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depth of her bitch. sinew clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the back of hers.

My prick was in a paradise of undulate sinew and stiff ridgepole, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my motions drew down her juice, they flowed over and between us and popped and spat little spurts out of her as I fucked her deep and intemperate. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a long moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my shit still in her, straddling her peg, by hands on her back, pushing with all my strong point, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deeply"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 flood burst out of my and into her with foresightful wet blasts that drew thrill out of me, I swear I saw her give a private piffling grin, as if she had got one over me and not the other way around.

She gave me about a minute then wriggled out from under me, I was a stagnant weight, drained and exhausted, my part erect prick came out with an audible plop and a small flood rushed out of her, staining the eiderdown with bright wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower hood, stepped out and I heard the rush of a cascade, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened drawers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a smart night annulus and sports coat, a plain blouse and low bounder, added a few pat of make up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

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

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

I nodded, heard her let herself out, then naught.

When I woke the apartment was in swarthiness, I managed to find the hallway Light and then the living room, there were soft drinkable in the fridge in the piddling kitchen, I helped myself to coke and fuddle if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the eventide with a proud grin.

So just then there is a sort of Scrabble of a key a suspension then the apartment door is pushed clear, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the room access in puzzlement, then she saw me.

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

I sat up, trying to depend assuredness with being nude statue, if I went to get my apparel she could not facilitate but see me go to her mother's room for them.



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

"door was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at home, haven't you ?"She was still in the sunshine leader getup and the trainer strolled across to set her down on the couch next to me.

"I am disconsolate, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her free script slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid SOB a little shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because semi was starting to turn into concentrated."I did not really anticipate to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handcraft."She told me she warned you off."She took a yearn clout of coke, and before I could oppose ducked and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

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

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of course I like it !"I exploded."But I do not require to get the future one from some nonce in the pedo flank !"

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

"You are fifteen, your mother told me !"

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

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

"It is a dolt rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and fine 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 photo was of a bunch of girls in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the back, a banner."well-chosen Sixteenth Lisa !"

She put the photo back, toes off her flight simulator, sat back down and put her legs over mine, her toes caught and massaged my prick, expertly I thought."Now where were we ?"

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

Lisa's eyes narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter triad you are out of hazard, sailor !"She warned.

I slipped a manus up her plicate mini skirt, hooked a finger into her thong and pulled it toward me, she lifted up her bum to bind me."Oh I don't think I would outlive you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed fluff of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's wench, your dirty bastard !"She gasped as I slid a fingerbreadth over the sassing of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a skilful eyeful ?"

"Not as expert as I am now."

She caught my hand, pressed it harder to her cunt, trying to get me to skid into her, I resisted."I meant of my mother's cunt !"

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

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

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front line, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same grand viewpoint view of her slit, she rested on her elbow joint, the can return unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and middle finger, slid them up her pussy. Her drumhead snapped back and she bared her teeth."wellspring ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist finger's breadth into her."I need to give it more than persuasion,"I replied, shifting onto my knees.

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

"Bet your momma would enjoy it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in strong, all the way, her resisting puss caught on my shaft and she was driven off her elbows, her upper berth dead body collapsing over the couch arm, the residuum pinned by me, my prick boring on all the way while she wildly shook her chief, mouth all-encompassing, screaming silently.

I was very rough on her, each arduous knife thrust sending her flopping to the base, then pulling her back by her ramification so I could push back in again and again, at some item I timed it haywire and she catapulted off the sofa, landing wide-cut on the flooring, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, metrical unit on the story, she sat over me and with a twosome of flinch got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my bureau.

"William Tell me Thomas More !"She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was understood, baffled she hissed in defeat."Tell me about fucking my mother, separate me how I do better !"

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

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

Lisa groaned, her heart rolled, her pussy was gripping me like a pair of plyers."More ! differentiate me more than !"She gasped.

"Her twat is dainty and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit at large, not like you, you have a cunt like a blade 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 wizard and put her on her foundation, standing on the couch, my nous buried in her burning at the stake hot, soaking snatch, I licked abstruse."Oh God yes, you are often spicy, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her knees, pushing her genitals harder to my face, I swirled my tongue as deep up her as I could, ineffectual to talk, but it did not give up her.

"I want her to watch us, want her to see how a good deal beneficial I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, make her ticker me being fucked by you, you will have to make me holler for mercifulness, can you do that ?"

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

I pulled my mouth free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my hired man flayed at my pecker, the other held her pegleg, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would devolve again.

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

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."show me, establish me !"I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the lounge, still plunging her fingers into herself, I stood up and shot into her silken hair, firm, fluid explosion of sticky pick cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her breasts. Her digit stopped with a last fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stoppage, please contain, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my fingers through her tomentum, spreading it,"I hate you, I hate you !"She gasped.

As we showered together a bit later, me carefully washing her hairsbreadth which she seemed to delight in, I voiced my concern."Are you trusted 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."Hope you do not take care me saying, but you have some sort of issue with your mother, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair."She fucked my boyfriend, right here, in the flat, in the bedroom next to mine, I had to hear to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how a great deal break she was, so much more experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't headache, I know you did not really fuck her."I stroked her back."I would kill you if I thought you had !"

mike