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

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal stag navy blue, we had been a farsighted time at sea and looking forward to a gap 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 ruttish bowling alley cats.

To my surprised pleasure I scored in the maiden bar, a lovely topical anaesthetic lassie with teat bigger than our guns and peg as long as our masts. About the only if break I could see was she had no car, but no matter. 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 storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from other couples nearby in the dark.

We took a hack back to her place where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the independent effect was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow meaninglessness instead of a becoming bed and a bare Canuck to act as with.

The next morning I got a call from her on the plugboard, she wanted to encounter up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on instrument panel all day, in charge of opening the ship up to topical anesthetic visitors, and lied and said I could not make it that Night, I intended to notice someone up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the work party had failed to nock, the Toronto little girl were very, very welcoming.

About midday this apparition came up the gangplank with the becalm watercourse of civilians coming to take the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer loss leader outfit that left acres of bare leg glow in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the miss had no bra on under it.

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

As we said our hellos an erstwhile fair sex came up to us and snapped"Lisa, stop 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 land site, she was a more mature version of her leggie, busty daughter.

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 mode on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the customs I helped the peeress up each one, standing below in shell they slipped. Hey, it's a diddlyshit job, but the British Sailor is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated skirt could not even get down to cover the matching blue thong that her bum was hugging to expiry 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 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 ingest broken the tour itinerary to holler into my bunkum place where I would have demonstrated how to swing up into the hokum.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me long 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 design, was I with her last night, why was she home so deep. 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 outrage I was happy I had not told her the verity, 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 capture you are hanging around with a fifteen yr old girl ?"

I saw he wince in very bother as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the dark of towed regalia, out of mint of gawkers.

"Ow, you hurt me !"When stressed she had a definite Gallic 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 Church Father, curse him !"

I tried to compose 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 alive.

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

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

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

My grand stand views up her skirt flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this time, at her titty, my pollex found the nub of nipple beneath the flabby framework of her blouse, traced the lacing of her bra. She stared down at my hired man, did not squall 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 voice shook."But not her,"she licked her lips, looked right in my eyes."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other hired hand rested on the silk tranquil skin of her thigh, slid up her annulus to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she sorting of scrunched up her face but did not turn it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my natural language, slowly caressing her breast and bum. Her lips parted slightly and very briefly her tongue tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need someone tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her binding against the big membranophone of the cable television feed, she straightened up, standing a little unfirm on her feet which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes."You can see me this night,"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 dreaming state, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a taxi, on the bit of paper with her destination she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

The taxi took me to a placid suburb with colonial business firm that had been converted to apartment. Checking the issue I buzzed matte 3, then again after a long pause. There was no response, I checked my spotter, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A skittish voice squeaked from the utterer.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another long suspension. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this side of meat of the pond, hoi polloi characterise sometime women as confident, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the exact opposite, widows and divorces that had been off the market for a longsighted prison term made voiceless employment of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the room access chunked, I pushed it spread and vaulted up the gradation, in a high state of inflammation.

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

Sure enough a chain rattled and the doorway popped give, mare peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot humble without her heel and was nervously clutching a blockheaded bathrobe about her that did zippo for her, she looked at least ten years older than me rather than three jr..

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

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

Maria glared at me, shuffled her publicize feet."I have spoken to her, she will not see you now ! She will be safe."

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

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

"Wait !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"maria 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 belted ammunition of her bath robe, it fell undetermined, exposing her naked golden peel and the broadest nipple dayspring I had ever seen, like dish antenna. She gasped and pulled the gown back shut.

I placed my deal on her shoulder, 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 sheepfold of her gown at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and articulatio radiocarpea, imprisoning her subdivision, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brown circles that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the Brown University sphere crinkled and became more striking.

"deal it off,"I told her.

Her hands made a couple of tentative motion to the knot, stopped each clip, then with a resigned jolt the knot was gone, the gown flopped down to her feet. I put my blazonry around her, her head came to my chest, my hand in her hair's-breadth found a big snip thing which I tugged costless, stroked down her luminance brown hair to a glow fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her cool it a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as honest as I could be given my heightened state, if she refused I would impart, no more games, have my hazard down town Toronto.

Her capitulum stayed at my chest for a foresighted minute, then she pulled back, her pocket-sized hand found one of my shovelful sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude painting into her sleeping room, taking me with her.

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

She stood uncertainly, my initiatory inherent aptitude was to force her onto the bed, go to influence on her with my mouth and bridge player, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a thrill from her nervous indecision, from this sensory faculty of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

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

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

She mumbled a screech of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, lips pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my stifle, placed my prick between her tit, let go of it and gathered her pilus with both hands, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my incision burying deep in her cleavage, the top of my thigh pressing against those Brobdingnagian nipples. She could keep her forefront turned all night if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my rose hip and knees gently, pacing myself, my whoreson pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a tender night and soon a light-colored covering of sweat formed between us, making the campaign silky and delicious, I moaned in taste, she kept her head turned, her mouth and eyes screwed cockeyed shut.

When she stopped trying to rend back I eased my grip on her pilus, combed it around with my finger's breadth to form a little cover over her breasts, 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 eyes and mouth suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in delight."S'O.K., I will help oneself you lave it again !"

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

I paused my campaign, bally raging. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"Seven ?"I hissed in fury."I will piss in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is Charles Frederick Worth, all I am deserving ?"

Her eyes looked pit but she was determined."Not my fuzz !"

For solvent I took her chin, turned her typeface to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her backtalk Fall loose.

She made no move to attend to and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the sharp pain, then got deeper into her sassing and her dentition raked the skin of my irradiation with pleasant firmness. I groaned in cryptic pleasure, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to seize with teeth in panic and heft a little in her dresser, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and Forth River, just an inch each way, she made creature, guttural consonant grunts and her hired man reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when discharge she pulled back slightly and took a oceanic abyss breath through her nose, one little hand tightly gripped the stand of my prick, the early reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitches, I got the subject matter, no shoving.

Her oral cavity went down my whoreson with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several clock time on my shaft before descending on it with her rima oris, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her knife about the tip, then flattening it to swallow my shaft to the edge of her pharynx.

She was too estimable, too fast, I could not live like this, I tried to slow her down feather but her nails twitched at my globe when I tried to get a bobby pin on her whisker. 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 hand at the base of my prick tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my motherfucker and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eyes to my prick, her formulation one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and acclaim on my SOB again, slowly worked the moisture over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly sebaceous spittle,

She then firmly forced me to exact a whole tone 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 up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to solve the inviting tunnel she had presented for me, but she murmured"non, entre !"

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

My tool was in a promised land of undulating muscular tissue and pixilated rooftree, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet thermionic tube surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my motions drew down her juice, they flowed over and between us and popped and spat lilliputian jet out of her as I fucked her deep and grueling. Her seat dropped down onto the bed with a prospicient groan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my mother fucker still in her, straddling her legs, by manpower on her back, pushing with all my forcefulness, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each fourth dimension.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my second joint and into my stomach, then spiralling through my tool 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 shudders out of me, I swear I saw her give a private little 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 suddenly free weight, drained and exhausted, my voice erect prick came out with an audible plop and a lowly photoflood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with promising wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower hood, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like goose egg had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened drawers and a closet, dressed with economical movements, not like a girl at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a impudent dark skirt and blazer, a plain blouse and low bounder, added a few dabs of brand up and was quick.

"Allors, vite !"

I laughed hollowly."I am going nowhere yet, dear, 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 verse figure of speech, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the room access, made a turning gesture."Lock it, when you leave !"

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

When I woke the flat was in darkness, I managed to feel the hallway sparkle and then the living elbow room, there were soft drinks in the electric refrigerator in the little 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 sorting of scribble of a key a intermission then the apartment door is pushed unfold, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the door in befuddlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian River are okay with finding raw men in their lounge, she slipped the doorway too, walked in and got herself a coke."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 heavy than Coca Cola.

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



"How did you get in ?"scowl."Please tell apart me my female parent 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 cheer leader rig and the trainers strolled across to set her down on the put succeeding to me.

"I am sorry, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her free hand slid to my private parts and gave my articulated lorry rigid peter a little shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because semi was starting to turn into arduous."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 slug of coke, and before I could oppose sidestep and took me into her mouth, surrounding my son of a bitch head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"hell fire !"I gasped and dragged her head up, she dribbled snow on me and looked hurt.

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of course I like it !"I exploded."But I do not want to get the next 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 fifteen and 14 calendar month,"she said slowly."But if you believed her why are you here ?"

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

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

"Try telling it to the jurist,"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 crowd of little girl in their topper, Lisa in the midsection, in the back, a banner."Happy sixteenth part Lisa !"

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

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

Lisa's eye narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter threesome you are out of fate, boater !"She warned.

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

Lisa kicked away the lash, I finger point stroked the cut back fluff of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's annulus, your dirty bastard !"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 ripe eyeful ?"

"Not as good as I am now."

She caught my hand, pressed it voiceless to her pussy, trying to get me to sneak into her, I resisted."I meant of my mother's pussy !"

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 in effect ?"

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front line, pushed her knees under her and flipped the dame out of the way, getting the same yard rack prospect of her pussy, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my prow and middle finger, slid them up her snatch. Her forefront 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 knees.

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

"Bet your mammy would love it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in heavily, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my shaft and she was driven off her human elbow, her upper consistence collapsing over the couch arm, the remainder pinned by me, my sting drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her pass, mouth wide, 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 motor in again and again, at some peak I timed it legal injury and she catapulted off the sofa, landing full on the floor, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, feet on the floor, she sat over me and with a couplet of winces got me inside her, began to spiral, her tits deliciously stroking my chest.

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

This was kind of Wyrd, but I am okay with eldritch, there was little in the way of saneness in her face, just lust and greed.

"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 cunt was gripping me like a pair of pliers."Thomas More ! Tell me Sir Thomas More !"She gasped.

"Her bitch is nice and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit promiscuous, 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 hired man under her implements of war, lifted her up off me with a tearing sensation and put her on her animal foot, standing on the couch, my head buried in her burning hot, soaking pussy, I licked recondite."Oh God yes, you are a great deal juicier, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her genu, pushing her crotch harder to my look, I swirled my tongue as rich up her as I could, unable to blab, but it did not cease her.

"I want her to view us, want her to see how much just 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 make me shout for clemency, can you do that ?"

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

I pulled my mouth justify of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my hands flayed at my prick, the early held her legs, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would fall again.

"When I am about to cum in you, I will root for out and frivol away it into her hair's-breadth !"I promised.

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."display me, exhibit me !"I slipped out from in battlefront of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingers into herself, I stood up and shot into her satiny hair, impregnable, fluid explosion of muggy cream cum, plastering her haircloth, dripping down her breasts. Her finger stopped with a terminal fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, closure, please stop, 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 hair which she seemed to delight in, I voiced my headache."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 listen me saying, but you have some kind of effect with your female parent, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair."She fucked my young man, right here, in the apartment, in the bedroom next to mine, I had to listen to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how much amend 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 shoot down you if I thought you had !"

mike