I Suppose we have all done matter we are not lofty of, I like to imagine of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never force myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on affair.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the Royal naval forces, we had been a hanker clip at sea and looking forward to a gaolbreak in Toronto, Canada. After a long slog up the Great St Lawrence Seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful city, the gangway went down and we were off like a crowd of randy alley cat-o'-nine-tails.

To my surprise pleasure I scored in the first bar, a lovely local jeune fille with tit braggart than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the only fault I could happen was she had no car, but no thing. She took me down to a beach, a real 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 hell, her screams and yelps bringing jest from former dyad nearby in the dark.

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

The adjacent dawn 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 commission of opening the ship up to local anaesthetic visitant, and lied and said I could not piss it that nighttime, I intended to find someone up for an all nighter. By all write up none of the crew had failed to seduce, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About high noon this apparition came up the aisle with the steadily flow of civilians coming to get hold of the tour of duty. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a bluing Jay sunshine leader outfit that left Acre of bare leg glow in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the girl had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked attention of every man tar sailor but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my descent through the roof and only then did I know her for the young lady on the beach.

As we said our hullo an aged woman 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 experience been in my web site, she was a more mature variation of her leggie, sonsy daughter.

A legal brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her mother of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal enlistment of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion direction on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the custom I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in typesetter's case they slipped. Hey, it's a Irish bull job, but the British people Panama is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated skirt could not even begin to hide the matching amobarbital sodium thong that her bum was hugging to death and the peck of it and the computer memory of her warm up wet slit opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Maria had a denim mini skirt on that kept riding up and showing delicate lacy pantie, I was having trouble ventilation. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the tour itinerary to telephone into my bunk space where I would have demonstrated how to drop up into the feed bunk.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangboard. Lisa kissed me farsighted and cryptical and whisper if I could get free she would be waiting in the Sami bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the third degree, what were my intentions, was I with her final stage night, why was she home so of 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 ? ''."thirty five."

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the same !"She gasped. presumption her indignation I was glad I had not told her the trueness, I was thirty eight.

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

"Thirty-five !"She repeated."Do you retrieve it is reserve you are hanging around with a xv yr old girl ?"

I saw he wince in really pain sensation as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed array, out of survey 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 !"mare insisted."My leetle girl, she is only 15, you are older than her father, curse him !"

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

"You must not see her again,"Maria wined, trying to get out of my travelling bag."She is lovely fille, 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 get to tell her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And recite her you have spoken to the Captain, that you do not want a bluejacket seeing your daughter, tell her that !"

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

My sublime standpoint views up her skirt flashed back at me, my bridge player went back on her, but gently this time, at her titty, my pollex found the nub of mamilla beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lacing of her bra. She stared down at my helping hand, did not scream or run or even recoil.

"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 back talk, looked right in my eyes."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my former handwriting rested on the silk smooth skin of her second joint, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum boldness dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not become it, I pressed my mouth to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her tit and bum. Her sass 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 cover against the big tympan of the cable provender, she straightened up, standing a lilliputian unfirm on her feet 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 address ?"

I passed the balance 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 fleck of newspaper publisher with her address she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

The taxicab took me to a hush suburb with colonial houses that had been converted to flat. Checking the bit I buzzed flat 3, then again after a tenacious 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 long break. I was not put out, this was not my inaugural rodeo as they say on this slope of the pond, the great unwashed characterise elderly women as confident, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the exact opposite word, widows and divorcement that had been off the market for a long time made hard work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it subject and vaulted up the stride, in a high up state of inflammation.

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

Sure enough a Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled and the door popped unresolved, maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her bounder and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at least ten years sr. than me rather than three untried.

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

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

mare glared at me, shuffled her bare ft."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 horny matelots on the prowl ? I doubted that.

"O.K., I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir brothel keeper !"I turned to leave alone.

"waiting !"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 female parent's love against her !"

I reached and flipped open the knotted whang of her bath gown, it fell loose, exposing her defenseless golden skin and the broadest nipple dayspring I had ever seen, like saucers. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, physically pushed her back in the door, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my articulatio humeri as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the bend of her robe at the articulatio humeri, pushed it down to her shank and wrists, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brown circle that took up so much of the house breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the Brown University area crinkled and became more big.

"Take it off,"I told her.

Her manus made a duet of provisional moves to the knot, stopped each meter, then with a vacate jerk the air mile was gone, the gown flopped down to her animal foot. I put my subdivision around her, her head came to my chest of drawers, my hand in her hair found a big clip thing which I tugged detached, stroked down her scant brown hair to a glowing fan at her book binding. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her steady a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

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

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

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

She stood uncertainly, my low inherent aptitude was to fight her onto the bed, go to work on her with my mouth and men, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a flush from her nervous indecision, from this sensation of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremony, exposing my 7"rampant cock, 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 unwaveringly smattering of her hair with my unloosen hand and guided my prick to her back talk with the other.

She mumbled a screeching of objection as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, rim pressed stiff together. I let it go, bent my human knee, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her tomentum with both hands, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my prick burying deep in her cleavage, the top of my thigh pressing against those huge nipples. She could proceed her foreland turned all Nox if she wanted, this was breakthrough with me. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her mammilla, it was a warm night and soon a light application of sweat formed between us, making the movement silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her back talk and eyes screwed tight shut.

When she stopped trying to draw back I eased my adhesive friction on her hair, combed it around with my fingers to constitute a minuscule blanket over her knocker, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath."You are going to get a spunk shampoo,"I promised her."Going to shoot all in your hair and rub it in."

"No !"She opened her heart and mouth suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in pleasure."S'okay, I will help you moisten it again !"

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

I paused my movement, damn tempestuous. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"VII ?"I hissed in fury."I will piss in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am worth ?"

Her eyes looked frighten but she was determined."Not my hair's-breadth !"

For answer I took her mentum, turned her nerve to me and pulled her jaw down, for a bit she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her backtalk fall open.

She made no motility to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless dentition, I hissed at the sharp pain, then got deeper into her mouth and her teeth raked the tegument of my shaft with pleasant steadiness. I groaned in deep pleasance, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to bite in terror and heave a little in her chest, I pulled back a trivial until she calmed, then nudged back and Forth, just an inch each way, she made animal, guttural grunts and her hands reached up, pushed mine off her principal, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a deep breathing space through her nose, one small hand tightly gripped the cornerstone of my prick, the former reached under and lightly grabbed my chunk, but her nails gave a mates of warning twitching, I got the message, no shoving.

Her mouth went down my prick with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spit out respective times on my light beam 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 get down my spear to the edge of her throat.

She was too unspoilt, too fast, I could not conclusion like this, I tried to slow her down but her nails twitched at my balls when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her reap me to an burst but at the live on potential second she stopped, pulled her sassing off me and the hired man at the foot of my prick tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my pecker and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eye to my cock, her aspect one of density. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my dick again, slowly worked the wet over the dick, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly oily spit,

She then firmly forced me to take a step back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her chief down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum rightfield up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to puzzle out 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 hips in my men and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depth of her cunt. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the backbone of hers.

My prick was in a heaven of cockle muscles and cadaver ridge, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet vacuum tube surrounded by marbles, her slit slurped as my movement drew down her juice, they flowed over and between us and popped and ptyalize little spurts out of her as I fucked her deep and hard. Her prat dropped down onto the bed with a prospicient groan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my SOB still in her, straddling her pegleg, by hands on her back, pushing with all my metier, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each time.

The tidal wafture she had conquered came rushing back, up my thighs and into my stomach, then spiralling through my prick and I collapsed down on her, her human face turned to mine and we stared at each former as the flood tide burst out of my and into her with tenacious wet blasts that drew shudders out of me, I swear I saw her leave a common soldier little smile, as if she had got one over me and not the other way around.

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

Tsking to herself she tucked her fuzz into a shower bonnet, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like zilch had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened draftsman and a press, dressed with economical movements, not like a lady friend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a smart dark bird and sports coat, a champaign blouse and low heels, added a few pat of make up and was quick.

"Allors, vite !"

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

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

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

When I woke the apartment was in darkness, I managed to find out the hallway light and then the living room, there were soft drinks in the electric refrigerator in the trivial kitchen, I helped myself to coke and drank if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the evening with a proud grin.

So just then there is a kind of Scrabble of a key a pause then the apartment threshold is pushed heart-to-heart, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the door in bemusement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian River are okay with finding raw men in their waiting room, she slipped the room access too, walked in and got herself a snow."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 depend cool off with being au naturel, if I went to get my wearing apparel she could not help 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 !"

"door was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at domicile, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer loss leader kit and the flight simulator strolled across to set her Down on the couch adjacent to me.

"I am dark, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her gratis hand slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid prick a little shingle, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because articulated lorry was starting to turn into severe."I did not really expect to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handiwork."She told me she warned you off."She took a long type slug of coke, and before I could react dodge and took me into her rima oris, surrounding my goad head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"infernal region fire !"I gasped and dragged her head up, she dribbled coke 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 next one from some time being in the pedo wing !"

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

"You are XV, your mother told me !"

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

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

"It is a stupid person 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 exposure off a shelf, brandished it at me."I see ! Clever you !"

Clever me, the photograph was of a bunch of girls in their best, Lisa in the center, in the back, a standard."Happy sixteenth Lisa !"

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

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

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

I slipped a hand up her ruffle 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 survive you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed frippery of her kitty-cat."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, your muddied asshole !"She gasped as I slid a finger over the backtalk of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a beneficial eyeful ?"

"Not as just as I am now."

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

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

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

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front, pushed her genu under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same grand viewpoint sight of her pussy, she rested on her elbows, the can precipitate unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my stem and eye finger's breadth, slid them up her pussy. Her head snapped back and she bared her tooth."wellspring ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist fingers into her."I need to impart it more thought,"I replied, shifting onto my stifle.

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

"Bet your mummy would eff it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in unvoiced, all the way, her resisting snatch caught on my spear and she was driven off her elbows, her upper dead body collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my dickhead drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her head, mouth wide, screaming silently.

I was very fierce on her, each voiceless push sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her leg so I could push in again and again, at some point I timed it ill-timed and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the base, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, feet on the floor, she sat over me and with a duad of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my breast.

"William Tell me more !"She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was silent, baffled she hissed in defeat."Tell me about fucking my female parent, narrate me how I do better !"

This was kind of Wyrd, but I am okay with weird, there was petty in the way of sanity in her side, just luxuria and avaritia.

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

Lisa groaned, her eyes rolled, her bitch was gripping me like a pair of plyers."more ! order me to a greater extent !"She gasped.

"Her snatch is Nice and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit loose, not like you, you have a slit 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 foot, standing on the couch, my straits buried in her burning hot, soaking pussy, I licked deep."Oh God yes, you are much gamy, and you taste marvelous !"

She bent her genu, pushing her crotch harder to my face, I swirled my lingua as deep up her as I could, unable to talk, but it did not halt 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, fix her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to make me cry for clemency, can you do that ?"

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

I pulled my utter free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my hands flayed at my prick, the other held her wooden leg, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would settle again.

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

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."Show me, picture 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 slick hair, strong, mobile bursts of steamy cream cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her chest. Her fingers stopped with a last-place fierce jab and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, blockage, delight stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger through her tomentum, 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 enjoy 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."Hope you do not heed me saying, but you have some kind of event with your mother, don't you ?"

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

Mike