I Suppose we have all done things we are not proud of, I like to believe of myself as a valet de chambre, always accept no for an answer, never force myself on a womanhood. 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 break in Toronto, Canada. After a long slog up the Great St Gertrude Lawrence Seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful city, the gangboard went down and we were off like a bunch of turned on skittle alley hombre.

To my surprised delight I scored in the offset bar, a lovely topical anaesthetic jeune fille with titmouse boastful than our gunman and wooden leg as long as our masts. About the sole flaw I could ascertain was she had no car, but no issue. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a foresightful way from the sea. We spent half the nighttime fucking up a storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her screech and yelps bringing jest from former couples nearby in the dark.

We took a taxi back to her place where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the chief event was yet to come up. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow bunkum instead of a in good order bed and a bare Canuck to play with.

The following morning I got a call from her on the switchboard, she wanted to meet up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on plank all day, in charge of opening the ship up to local visitors, and lied and said I could not make it that night, I intended to find somebody up for an all nighter. By all chronicle none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About noonday this specter came up the gangway with the sweetie watercourse of civilians coming to take the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer Leader outfit that left acres of bare leg glowing in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the girl had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked care of every man Jack-tar sailor 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 young woman on the beach.

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

Lisa sulkily introduced mare, 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 fledged reading 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 way on a ship, but civilians call ladder and as was the custom I helped the noblewoman up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the British people sailor boy is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated skirt could not even begin to blot out the matching blue angel flip-flop that her bum was hugging to death and the sight of it and the memory of her warm wet pussycat possibility to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, maria had a dungaree mini bird on that kept riding up and showing frail lacy step-in, I was having trouble breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the tour route to call into my bunk outer space where I would have demonstrated how to swing up into the berth.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangplank. Lisa kissed me longsighted and deep and whisper if I could get liberal she would be waiting in the Saami bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the third base degree, what were my design, was I with her finale Nox, why was she home so late. I seemed to be allying her fearfulness 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 Sami !"She gasped. Given her outrage I was glad I had not told her the Truth, I was XXX eight.

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

"xxxv !"She repeated."Do you guess it is appropriate you are hanging around with a 15 yr old missy ?"

I saw he flinch in real number pain in the ass as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadower of towed raiment, out of slew of gawkers.

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

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

"Yes yes !"Maria insisted."My leetle girl, she is only xv, you are older 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 live.

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

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

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

My grand viewpoint views up her skirt flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this clip, at her breast, my thumb found the nub of nipple beneath the piano textile of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not scream or run or even wince.

"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 lips, looked right in my heart."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other hand rested on the silk tranquil hide of her second joint, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she form of scrunched up her brass but did not flex it, I pressed my sassing to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her breast and bum. Her sassing parted slightly and very briefly her tongue tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need soul tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her back against the big drum of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a little unsteady on her 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 savoir-faire ?"

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

The taxi took me to a tranquility suburb with colonial household that had been converted to apartments. Checking the number I buzzed matted 3, then again after a long pause. There was no reply, I checked my vigil, 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 yearn pause. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this English of the pond, people characterise older women as confident, self-confident, but I knew from experience it was often the precise opponent, widow woman and divorces that had been off the market for a long time made hard workplace of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it spread out and vaulted up the dance step, in a eminent Department of State of excitation.

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

Sure enough a chain rattled and the threshold popped open, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot belittled without her heels and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did zilch for her, she looked at to the lowest degree ten year previous than me rather than three new.

"You came !"She whispered, accusingly, as if our wad 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 bob I had found her in, with three hundred horny matelots on the prowl ? I doubted that.

"okeh, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir brothel keeper !"I turned to allow for.

"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 belt of her Bath robe, it fell subject, exposing her au naturel lucky cutis and the broadest teat aurora I had ever seen, like dish aerial. She gasped and pulled the gown 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 berm as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the flock of her gown at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and wrists, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the mammilla, traced the Brown Mexican valium that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her mamilla reacted, firming up, the Robert Brown area crinkled and became more prominent.

"ask it off,"I told her.

Her hired man made a dyad of tentative moves to the grayback, stopped each time, then with a relinquish saccade the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her brain came to my chest of drawers, my hand in her pilus found a big magazine thing which I tugged unblock, stroked down her light browned hair to a glowing fan at her binding. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her tranquillise a trivial then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as middling as I could be given my heightened commonwealth, if she refused I would pass on, no more games, take my chances down township Toronto.

Her head stayed at my chest for a long minute, then she pulled back, her small hand found one of my spadeful sized men and timidly she led the way, walking nude painting into her chamber, taking me with her.

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

She stood uncertainly, my foremost inherent aptitude was to push her onto the bed, go to work on her with my sass and script, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her anxious indecision, from this sentiency 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 hand, 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 English of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a unwaveringly handful of her haircloth with my unloosen hand and guided my mother fucker to her mouth with the former.

She mumbled a shriek of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, lips pressed close together. I let it go, flex my knees, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her whisker with both hand, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my prick burying deep in her cleavage, the top of my thighs pressing against those huge nipple. She could keep her psyche turned all night if she wanted, this was uncovering with me. I rocked my coxa and knee joint gently, pacing myself, my asshole pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a warm night and soon a lighter coating of sweat formed between us, making the movement silky and pleasant-tasting, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her mouth and centre screwed closely shut.

When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my grip on her fuzz, combed it around with my fingerbreadth to form a petty blanket over her chest, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath."You are going to get a heart shampoo,"I promised her."Going to shoot all in your hair and rub it in."

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

I laughed in delight."S'okey, I will facilitate you moisten it again !"

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

I paused my effort, blinking wild. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"Seven ?"I hissed in rage."I will piss in your hairsbreadth as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am deserving ?"

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

For answer I took her chin, turned her face to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her lip shut again, then with a relinquish suspire let her mouth pin out-of-doors.

She made no move to wait on and my tip scraped against her motionless tooth, I hissed at the sharp pain, then got deeper into her mouth and her teeth raked the skin of my shaft with pleasant firmness of purpose. I groaned in thick pleasure, hugging her heading, sliding up into her until she started to bite in panic and heave a little in her breast, I pulled back a piffling until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an column inch each way, she made fauna, guttural grunt and her handwriting reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but fix to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a mysterious breathing space through her nozzle, one small hand tightly gripped the base of my prick, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my musket ball, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitch, I got the message, no shoving.

Her back talk 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 spear before descending on it with her oral cavity, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her natural language about the tip, then flattening it to immerse my beam of light to the edge of her pharynx.

She was too estimable, too fast, I could not lastly like this, I tried to slow her down feather but her nails twitched at my testicle when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her draw me to an explosion but at the hold up possible 2nd she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the paw at the base of my prick tightened like a frailty, cutting off circulation to my asshole and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my optic to my shaft, her saying one of concentration. Once the scourge of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my prick again, slowly worked the wet over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly oleaginous spit,

She then firmly forced me to take a step back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her headspring down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum right wing 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 pelvis in my helping hand and slipped into the deliciously welcome depths of her cunt. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spitting, until my thighs pressed against the cover of hers.

My prick was in a heaven of undulating heftiness and steady ridges, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet subway surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my motions drew down her juices, they flowed over and between us and popped and spat piddling jet out of her as I fucked her deep and severe. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a long moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her legs, by hand on her back, pushing with all my strength, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a bass"Unh !"from her each prison term.

The tidal wave 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 case turned to mine and we stared at each other as the deluge outburst out of my and into her with long wet fire that drew tremor out of me, I swear I saw her reach 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 weightiness, drained and exhausted, my role erect prick came out with an audible plop and a small inundation rushed out of her, staining the duvet with burnished wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair's-breadth into a shower cowl, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing nightdress on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened drawers and a press, dressed with economical movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a saucy dark annulus and blazer, a field blouse and low heels, added a few pat of shuffling up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

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

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

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

When I woke the apartment was in darkness, I managed to find the hallway light and then the living 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 majestic grin.

So just then there is a sort of scrabble of a key a pause then the apartment door is pushed unfastened, Lisa, looking at the key in her script and the threshold in puzzlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadians 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 statue, if I went to get my clothes she could not avail but see me go to her female parent's way 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 home, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer leader getup and the trainers strolled across to set her down on the couch future to me.

"I am sorry, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her loose bridge player slid to my crotch and gave my semi stiff dick a little shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because semi 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 slug of coke, and before I could oppose skirt and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"sin fire !"I gasped and dragged her head teacher up, she dribbled coke on me and looked hurt.

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of line I like it !"I exploded."But I do not want to get the next one from some nonce in the pedo extension !"

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

"You are XV, your female parent told me !"

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

"I…"I got the math. 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 face of midnight and ticket the other ?"

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

Her facial 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 young lady in their ripe, Lisa in the center, in the rachis, a banner."happy one-sixteenth Lisa !"

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

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

Lisa's oculus narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter leash you are out of luck, sailor !"She warned.

I slipped a script up her pleat 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 last you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed frivolity of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, 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 good eyeful ?"

"Not as commodity as I am now."

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

I thought of mare on her hands and human knee, on the bed, showing me all."Oh yes, I saw pretty very much everything."

She was panting now, scrabbling at my teasing fingers."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 bird out of the way, getting the same grand tie-up opinion of her slit, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and middle finger, slid them up her twat. Her headspring snapped back and she bared her teeth."wellspring ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist finger into her."I need to give it more consider,"I replied, shifting onto my stifle.

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

"Bet your mummy would make out it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in hard, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my shaft and she was driven off her articulatio cubiti, her upper body collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my prick drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her psyche, mouth across-the-board, screaming silently.

I was very pugnacious on her, each toilsome thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her stage so I could drive in again and again, at some point I timed it amiss and she catapulted off the lounge, landing full on the base, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, foot on the level, she sat over me and with a couple of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest.

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

This was form of weird, but I am okay with weird, there was little in the way of sanity in her case, 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 heart rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a span of pliers."More ! Tell me Thomas More !"She gasped.

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

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

"Let's see !"I got my hands under her implements of war, lifted her up off me with a tearing sensation and put her on her fundament, standing on the sofa, my fountainhead buried in her burning hot, soaking cunt, I licked cryptical."Oh God yes, you are lots risque, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her genu, pushing her crotch harder to my face, I swirled my clapper as deep up her as I could, ineffectual to mouth, but it did not stop her.

"I want her to check us, want her to see how lots better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, make her scout me being fucked by you, you will have to make me yell for mercy, can you do that ?"

She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could find her climax rising, heard it in the line in her spokesperson."Can you humiliate her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

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

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

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."Show me, show me !"I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingers into herself, I stood up and shot into her silky fuzz, strong, fluid bursts of sticky cream cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her titty. Her finger stopped with a finish fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stop, please stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger through her hairsbreadth, 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 ravish in, I voiced my worry."Are you sure enough 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 mind me saying, but you have some sort of issue with your mother, don't you ?"

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

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