I Suppose we have all done matter we are not gallant of, I like to think of myself as a man, always accept no for an answer, never military force myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on occasion.

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

To my storm delight I scored in the first bar, a lovely local lass with tits openhanded than our heavy weapon and branch as long as our masts. About the entirely break I could encounter was she had no car, but no thing. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a farsighted way from the sea. We spent half the night fucking up a tempest, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from other match nearby in the nighttime.

We took a taxi back to her piazza where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the chief event 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 bet with.

The next morning I got a song from her on the switchboard, she wanted to meet up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in boot of opening the ship up to local visitor, and lied and said I could not draw it that night, I intended to feel someone up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto lady friend were very, very welcoming.

About midday this apparition came up the aisle with the becalm stream of civilians coming to take the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer Leader outfit that left land of bare leg radiance in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the missy had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked attention of every man Jack-tar straw hat 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 female child on the beach.

As we said our hellos an older fair sex came up to us and snapped"Lisa, blockade making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced Maria, her mother. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her daughter she would have been in my sites, she was a more age interpretation 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 fashion on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the custom I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the British people Sailor is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated wench could not even begin to enshroud the matching bluing thong that her bum was hugging to destruction and the sight of it and the memory of her warm wet pussy opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, maria had a denim miniskirt skirt on that kept riding up and showing delicate lacy panty, I was having hassle respiration. Had I only been escorting one of them we would sustain broken the turn itinerary to call into my bunk space where I would have demonstrated how to swing out up into the built in bed.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangplank. Lisa kissed me retentive 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 finally Nox, why was she home so recent. 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. precondition her outrage I was glad 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 lines, 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 girl ?"

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 sight of gawkers.

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

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

"Yes yes !"maria insisted."My leetle girl, she is only fifteen, you are older than her father, curse him !"

I tried to draw up myself, it was a incubus, I would get chucked in prison house here and then drummed out of the Navy, if they ever let me out active.

"You must not see her again,"Maria wined, trying to get out of my travelling bag."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 revenge on me ?"You will take to distinguish her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And tell her you have spoken to the sea captain, that you do not want a Panama hat seeing your daughter, distinguish her that !"

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

My idealistic stand views up her skirt flashed back at me, my helping hand went back on her, but gently this clip, at her boob, my thumb found the nub of teat 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 phonation shook."But not her,"she licked her lips, looked right in my eyes."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 subdued bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my case close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not turn it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were remains, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her breast and bum. Her back talk parted slightly and very briefly her natural language tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need somebody tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her backrest against the big drumfish of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a little unsteady on her feet 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 address ?"

I passed the rest of the day in a pipe dream United States Department of State, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a taxi, on the trash of paper with her address she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

The taxi took me to a quiet suburbia with colonial home that had been converted to apartment. Checking the number I buzzed flatcar 3, then again after a long pause. There was no response, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



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

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

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it overt and vaulted up the whole tone, in a luxuriously state of excitement.

The flat door was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not need the neighbour getting worry.

Sure enough a chain rattled and the threshold popped undefended, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her hound and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did zippo for her, she looked at least ten long time previous 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 simple feet."I have spoken to her, she will not see you now ! She will be safe."

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

"Okay, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir gentlewoman !"I turned to leave.

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

I reached and flipped open the knotted swath of her bathing tub gown, it fell open, exposing her naked golden pelt and the broadest nipple aurora I had ever seen, like discus. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, physically pushed her back in the threshold, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my shoulder as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the fold of her robe at the shoulder joint, pushed it down to her waistline and wrists, imprisoning her limb, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brownish circles that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the brown area crinkled and became more big.

"have it off,"I told her.

Her hands made a pair of tentative moves to the slub, stopped each time, then with a free dork the knot was gone, the gown flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her head came to my chest, my bridge player in her hair found a big clip matter which I tugged free, stroked down her light brown hairsbreadth to a glow fan at her spinal column. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her calm a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as reasonable as I could be given my heightened Department of State, if she refused I would leave, no to a greater extent secret plan, accept my chances down town Toronto.

Her head stayed at my chest for a long hour, then she pulled back, her small hand found one of my power shovel sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude sculpture into her bedroom, taking me with her.

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

She stood uncertainly, my initiative instinct was to push her onto the bed, go to exercise on her with my mouth and hands, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her nervous irresolution, from this gumption of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremony, exposing my 7"rampant hammer, 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 show up you what she is missing !"

I stepped up to her, she stepped back, her legs hit the face of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her leg, standing up, took a firm handful of her hair with my free hired hand and guided my prick to her lip with the other.

She mumbled a screech of protestation as she realised what I intended, jerked her aspect aside, lip pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my stifle, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her hair with both hired hand, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my scratch burying deep in her segmentation, the top of my second joint pressing against those huge nipple. She could proceed her headway turned all night if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my hips and stifle gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her nipple, it was a strong night and soon a light coating of travail formed between us, making the drive silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head teacher turned, her mouth and eyes screwed tight shut.

When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my clutches on her hair, combed it around with my finger's breadth to forge a little blanket over her breasts, hiding my beam of light as it worked beneath."You are going to get a spunk shampoo,"I promised her."Going to photograph all in your hair and rub it in."

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

I laughed in delight."S'okeh, I will help you wash off it again !"

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

I paused my movement, bloody angry. One hr ? That was all she was giving me ?"VII ?"I hissed in fury."I will piss in your hairsbreadth as well, how will you like that ? One 60 minutes is all your Lisa is worth, all I am Charles Frederick Worth ?"

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

For resolution I took her Kuki, turned her look to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a relinquish sigh let her mouthpiece fall open.

She made no move to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the abrupt pain, then got deeper into her mouthpiece and her teeth raked the skin of my shaft with pleasant firmness. I groaned in deep pleasure, hugging her straits, sliding up into her until she started to bite in panic and heave a little in her chest, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made animate being, guttural oink and her hands reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but set up to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a rich breath through her nozzle, one pocket-size deal tightly gripped the infrastructure of my prick, the former reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitches, I got the message, no shoving.

Her lip went down my scratch with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat respective time 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 boundary of her pharynx.

She was too dependable, too fast, I could not hold out like this, I tried to slack her down but her nails twitched at my balls when I tried to get a grip on her pilus. Helplessly I had to let her soak up me to an detonation but at the go possible endorsement she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the hand at the home of my scratch tightened like a frailty, cutting off circulation to my motherfucker and slowly forcing back the rising plosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eyes to my jibe, her expression one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my SOB again, slowly worked the moisture over the scape, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy spit,

She then firmly forced me to carry a stone's throw 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 right hand 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 bottom back toward me, I took her rosehip in my hands and slipped into the deliciously welcome depths of her pussy. Muscles 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 Shangri-la of undulating muscles and strong ridges, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet vacuum tube surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my question drew down her succus, they flowed over and between us and popped and spit little spurt out of her as I fucked her deep and severely. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a long moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my bastard still in her, straddling her legs, by manpower on her back, pushing with all my strength, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each prison term.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my thigh and into my stomach, then spiralling through my incision and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each other as the torrent outburst out of my and into her with yearn wet blast that drew shudders out of me, I swear I saw her give a private little smile, 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 dead weight, drained and exhausted, my region erect shit came out with an audible plop and a small flood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with promising wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her whisker into a shower bonnet, stepped out and I heard the flush of a shower, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened bloomers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic movements, not like a girl at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a voguish dark skirt and sport jacket, 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, love, 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 trope, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a wrick motion."ringlet it, when you leave !"

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

When I woke the apartment was in darkness, I managed to find the hallway light and then the living room, there were flaccid drinks in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and drank if raw, sprawled on the lounge, replaying the evening with a gallant grin.

So just then there is a sort of Scrabble of a key a intermission then the apartment door is pushed open, Lisa, looking at the key in her hired man and the door in puzzlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian are okay with finding naked men in their lounge, she slipped the room access 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 harder than coke.

I sat up, trying to look cool with being nude, if I went to get my clothes she could not serve but see me go to her mother's way 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 house, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer leader outfit and the flight simulator strolled across to set her down on the sofa next to me.

"I am no-count, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her gratuitous mitt slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid prick a little handshaking, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an leakage, because semi was starting to change by reversal into laborious."I did not really expect to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handiwork."She told me she warned you off."She took a longsighted punch of Coke, and before I could react ducked and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"sin attack !"I gasped and dragged her headspring 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 side by side one from some time being in the pedo wing !"

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

"You are xv, your mother told me !"

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

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

"It is a stupid rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and fine the former ?"

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

Her face 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 little girl in their skilful, Lisa in the middle, in the backrest, a banner."felicitous 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 mother fucker, 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 terzetto you are out of luck, sailor !"She warned.

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

Lisa kicked away the G-string, I finger tips stroked the trim bagatelle of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, your soil bastard !"She gasped as I slid a finger over the sass of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a in force eyeful ?"

"Not as right as I am now."

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

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

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

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same grand stand view of her pussy, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my bow and middle finger, slid them up her kitty-cat. Her headland snapped back and she bared her teeth."Well ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist fingers into her."I need to give it more thought,"I replied, shifting onto my articulatio genus.

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

"Bet your mammy would love it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in difficult, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my shaft and she was driven off her elbow joint, her pep pill body collapsing over the couch arm, the rest period pinned by me, my motherfucker drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her drumhead, mouth full, screaming silently.

I was very rough on her, each hard thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her legs so I could drive in again and again, at some gunpoint I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the storey, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, understructure on the trading floor, she sat over me and with a couple of flinch got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest.

"Tell me to a greater extent !"She demanded in a hoarse croaking. When I was silent, baffled she hissed in thwarting."Tell me about fucking my mother, tell me how I do better !"

This was variety of weird, but I am okay with weird, there was slight in the way of sanity in her facial expression, just lecherousness and greed.

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

Lisa groaned, her eyes rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a span of pliers."to a greater extent ! Tell me 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 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 sensation and put her on her feet, standing on the lounge, my head buried in her burning hot, soaking puss, I licked deep."Oh God yes, you are much fat, and you taste tremendous !"

She bent her knee joint, pushing her crotch harder to my boldness, I swirled my tongue as deep up her as I could, unable to tattle, but it did not barricade her.

"I want her to watch us, want her to see how a great deal break I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, make her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to pretend me scream for mercy, can you do that ?"

She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could feel her flood tide rebellion, heard it in the strain in her voice."Can you mortify her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

I pulled my back talk free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my hands flayed at my asshole, the other held her stage, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would flow again.

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

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."Show me, show me !"I slipped out from in battlefront of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingerbreadth into herself, I stood up and shot into her satiny hair's-breadth, strong, fluid bursts of mucilaginous cream cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her boob. Her fingers stopped with a last fierce thrusting and she shook all over.

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

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

"Positive,"she replied dreamily."Later, the gild she works in does not shut until two."

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

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair."She fucked my swain, right here, in the apartment, in the chamber next to mine, I had to mind to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how practically in effect she was, so much more than experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't worry, I know you did not really nookie her."I stroked her back."I would kill you if I thought you had !"

Mike