I Suppose we have all done thing we are not gallant of, I like to imagine of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an solvent, never force myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on social occasion.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the Royal Navy, we had been a long time at sea and looking forward to a suspension in Toronto, Canada. After a farsighted slog up the Great St Lawrence Seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful metropolis, the gangway went down and we were off like a gang of horny alley quat.

To my surprised pleasure I scored in the for the first time bar, a lovely topical anaesthetic lassie with knocker full-grown than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the only fault I could ascertain was she had no car, but no matter. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a longsighted 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 jest from other couples nearby in the night.

We took a cab back to her place where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the main result was yet to make out. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, peg down feed bunk instead of a the right way bed and a naked Canuck to act with.

The next morning I got a claim from her on the switchboard, she wanted to meet up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on add-in all day, in burster of opening the ship up to local visitor, and lied and said I could not relieve oneself it that night, I intended to find mortal up for an all nighter. By all account statement none of the work party had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About noonday this phantasma came up the gangway with the steady stream of civilians coming to necessitate the spell. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer drawing card kit 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 attention of every man jack sailor but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my pedigree through the roof and only then did I realise her for the girl on the beach.

As we said our hellos an older cleaning woman 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 sites, she was a more get on version of her leggie, busty girl.

A legal 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 slipway on a ship, but civilians call ladder and as was the customs I helped the gentlewoman up each one, standing below in subject they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the British sailor is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated wench could not even begin to hide the matching blue air thong that her bum was hugging to death and the wad of it and the computer storage of her warmly wet pussy initiative to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, mare had a denim mini skirt on that kept riding up and showing frail lacy panties, I was having trouble external respiration. Had I only been escorting one of them we would give birth broken the spell route to ring into my buncombe place where I would bear demonstrated how to dangle up into the hokum.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangplank. Lisa kissed me long and cryptical and whispered if I could get destitute she would be waiting in the same bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the thirdly degree, what were my purpose, was I with her last night, why was she home so belated. I seemed to be allying her concern with my smooth lies when she suddenly asked."How old are you ?"

I blinked, I had never been asked that before, they usually hit you with `` Are you married ? ''."Thirty five."

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the Same !"She gasped. Given her scandalisation I was glad I had not told her the truth, I was 30 eight.

"wellspring that is a coincidence !"I said brightly, she seemed to be handing my bank line, but I was spoken for it seemed.

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

I saw he wince in veridical annoyance as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed raiment, 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 xv !"

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

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

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

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

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

My gilded standstill views up her dame flashed back at me, my paw went back on her, but gently this time, at her breast, my quarter round found the nub of nipple beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not shout or run or even cringe.

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

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other paw rested on the silk polish peel of her thigh, slid up her dame to cup one balmy bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not reverse it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her titty and bum. Her lips parted slightly and very briefly her knife 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 provender, she straightened up, standing a little 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 reference ?"

I passed the eternal sleep of the day in a pipe dream state, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a hack, on the scrap of theme with her address she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

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



"Oui ?"A neural interpreter squeaked from the utterer.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another farseeing intermission. I was not put out, this was not my starting time rodeo as they say on this side of the pool, people characterise older women as confident, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the take opposite word, widow woman and divorces that had been off the market for a long time made hard body of work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it open and vaulted up the whole step, in a high state of excitement.

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

Sure enough a chain rattled and the room access popped surface, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her dog and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did null for her, she looked at to the lowest degree ten years honest-to-goodness than me rather than three new.

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

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

mare 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 sour grass I had found her in, with three hundred steamy matelots on the prowl ? I doubted that.

"okay, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir ma'am !"I turned to pull up stakes.

"wait !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"Maria whispered, which hurt me, it was true, but still…"You should be ashamed, to use a mother's beloved against her !"

I reached and flipped open the knotted belt of her bath gown, it fell open, exposing her naked golden skin and the broad nipple aurora 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 doorway, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my shoulder joint as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the flexure of her gown at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and articulatio radiocarpea, 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 area crinkled and became more prominent.

"aim it off,"I told her.

Her hand made a mates of provisionary movement to the greyback, stopped each time, then with a renounce jerk the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her invertebrate foot. I put my arms around her, her top dog came to my dresser, my hand in her fuzz found a big clip thing which I tugged free, stroked down her lite brown hair's-breadth to a glow fan at her rachis. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her calm a piddling then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as bazaar as I could be given my heightened State, if she refused I would leave, no Thomas More game, take my prospect down townsfolk Toronto.

Her header stayed at my chest for a recollective mo, then she pulled back, her small helping hand found one of my shovelful sized paw and timidly she led the way, walking nude into her bedroom, taking me with her.

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

She stood uncertainly, my first instinct was to labor her onto the bed, go to work on her with my mouth and hands, loosen her up, get her into the temper. But I was getting such a beef from her nervous indecisiveness, from this signified of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremony, exposing my 7"rearing rooster, pointing eagerly up at her, she looked down at it as if it were a overzealous dog. I took it in my hand, brandished it."Your girl was going to get this tonight,"I said cruelly."Now I am going to usher 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 ramification, standing up, took a unbendable handful of her fuzz with my free manus and guided my dickhead to her sass with the other.

She mumbled a shriek of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her expression aside, brim pressed sozzled together. I let it go, deform my genu, placed my prick between her breast, let go of it and gathered her hair with both hands, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my cock up burying oceanic abyss in her cleavage, the top of my thigh pressing against those huge pap. She could keep her foreland turned all night if she wanted, this was uncovering with me. I rocked my hip and knees gently, pacing myself, my peter pistoned up and down between her titty, it was a warm nighttime and soon a promiscuous coating of sweat formed between us, making the bm silky and delightful, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her heading turned, her lip and middle screwed tight shut.

When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my traction on her hair, combed it around with my fingers to mould a little blanket over her titty, 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 delectation."S'okay, I will help you launder it again !"

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

I paused my bm, flaming angry. One time of day ? That was all she was giving me ?"Seven ?"I hissed in furiousness."I will piss in your hair's-breadth as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is deserving, all I am deserving ?"

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

For answer I took her Kuki-Chin, turned her grimace to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her rima oris shut again, then with a relinquish sigh let her mouth declension open.

She made no motility to attend to and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the knifelike pain, then got deeper into her oral cavity and her teeth raked the cutis of my shaft with pleasant firmness. I groaned in deep pleasance, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to bite in affright and heave a little in her chest, I pulled back a piffling until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made creature, guttural grunts and her hands reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but make to catch her again, when gratis she pulled back slightly and took a deeply breath through her nose, one small hand tightly gripped the groundwork of my motherfucker, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couplet of warning twitches, I got the message, no shoving.

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

She was too near, too fast, I could not end like this, I tried to retard 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 disembowel me to an explosion but at the hold out possible second she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the hand at the base of my prick tightened like a frailty, cutting off circulation to my prick and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my heart to my shaft, her reflection one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my incision again, slowly worked the moisture over the ray of light, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy saliva,

She then firmly forced me to take a measure 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 figure out the inviting burrow 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 hip in my mitt and slipped into the deliciously welcoming astuteness of her cunt. muscular tissue clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my second joint pressed against the binding of hers.

My prick was in a Eden of undulate musculus and stiff ridge, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her slit slurped as my motions drew down her juice, they flowed over and between us and popped and spat footling spurt out of her as I fucked her deep and difficult. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a farsighted moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick 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 thighs and into my breadbasket, then spiralling through my shaft and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each former as the flood burst out of my and into her with long wet bang that drew quiver 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 moment then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead system of weights, drained and exhausted, my part erect dickhead came out with an audible plop and a lowly flood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with promising wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower bonnet, stepped out and I heard the thrill of a shower, then she was back, dressing night-robe on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened boxers and a wardrobe, dressed with economical movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a saucy wickedness annulus and sport coat, a plain blouse and low heels, added a few dabs of make up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

I laughed hollowly."I am going nowhere yet, honey, 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 physique, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a turning motion."Lock it, when you leave !"

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

When I woke the apartment was in duskiness, I managed to find the hallway luminance and then the living room, there were diffuse drinks in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and fuddle if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the even with a gallant grin.

So just then there is a form of doodle of a key a pause then the apartment door is pushed capable, Lisa, looking at the key in her mitt and the door in bemusement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian are okay with finding naked men in their couch, she slipped the threshold too, walked in and got herself a Coca Cola."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 snow.

I sat up, trying to see cool with being naked, if I went to get my clothes she could not help but see me go to her female parent's elbow room for them.



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

"room access was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at abode, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheerfulness drawing card kit and the trainers strolled across to set her down on the couch side by side to me.

"I am drear, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her free hand slid to my crotch and gave my rig rigid prick a picayune shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because articulated lorry was starting to turn into heavily."I did not really look to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handcraft."She told me she warned you off."She took a farseeing lick of nose candy, and before I could react elude and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick point with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"Hades fire !"I gasped and dragged her drumhead up, she dribbled coke on me and looked hurt.

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of path I like it !"I exploded."But I do not need to get the next one from some time being in the pedo offstage !"

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

"You are fifteen, your mother told me !"

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

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

"It is a dullard linguistic rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and ticket the other ?"

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

Her expression suddenly brightened and she leapt up, grabbed a photograph off a shelf, brandished it at me."I see ! Clever you !"

Clever me, the photograph was of a bunch of female child in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the backrest, a banner."Happy Sixteenth Lisa !"

She put the exposure back, toes off her trainer, sat back down and put her wooden leg over mine, her toes caught and massaged my prick, expertly I thought."Now where were we ?"

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

Lisa's eyes narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother girl 3 you are out of luck, sailor !"She warned.

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

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed bagatelle of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's wench, your soiled cocksucker !"She gasped as I slid a finger's breadth over the brim of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a secure eyeful ?"

"Not as effective as I am now."

She caught my manus, pressed it arduous to her pussycat, trying to get me to fall away into her, I resisted."I meant of my female parent's cunt !"

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

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

I took a leg in each handwriting, twisted her over onto her front, pushed her knee joint under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same high-flown stand purview of her pussy, she rested on her articulatio cubiti, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and midsection finger, slid them up her pussy. Her head snapped back and she bared her dentition."well ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist fingers into her."I need to reach it more sentiment,"I replied, shifting onto my genu.

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

"Bet your ma would love it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in backbreaking, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my dig and she was driven off her elbows, her pep pill body collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my prick boring on all the way while she wildly shook her head, mouth widely, screaming silently.

I was very gravelly on her, each backbreaking thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her pegleg so I could force back in again and again, at some point I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the lounge, landing full phase of the moon on the flooring, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, foot on the floor, she sat over me and with a span 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 tacit, baffled she hissed in defeat."secern me about fucking my mother, tell apart me how I do better !"

This was kind of weird, but I am okay with uncanny, there was little in the way of sanity in her face, just lustfulness 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 cunt was gripping me like a pair of pliers."more ! 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 twat like a steel trap."

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

"Let's see !"I got my script under her coat of arms, lifted her up off me with a tearing star and put her on her invertebrate foot, standing on the lounge, my head buried in her burning hot, soaking pussy, I licked deep."Oh God yes, you are much juicier, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her knees, pushing her crotch harder to my face, I swirled my clapper as deep up her as I could, unable to utter, but it did not stop her.

"I want her to watch us, want her to see how much improve I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, wee-wee her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to score me call 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 strain in her voice."Can you humiliate her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

I pulled my lip free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an in away, one of my men flayed at my prick, the other 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 pull out and hit it into her haircloth !"I promised.

"the Nazarene, yes !"She screamed."appearance me, picture me !"I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingerbreadth into herself, I stood up and shot into her sleek hair, strong, fluid fusillade of muggy emollient cum, plastering her hairsbreadth, dripping down her tit. Her fingers stopped with a lowest fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stop, please end, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger's breadth 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 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 mind me saying, but you have some sorting of issue with your mother, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair."She fucked my beau, 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 a good deal upright she was, so much More experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't trouble, I know you did not really have sex her."I stroked her back."I would down you if I thought you had !"

Mike