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

It was about 1988, I was serving in the Royal Navy, we had been a long prison term at sea and looking forward to a jailbreak in Toronto, Canada. After a longsighted 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 khat.

To my storm pleasure I scored in the first bar, a lovely topical anesthetic lass with tits bigger than our hit man and legs as long as our masts. About the only flaw I could find 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 violent storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as Inferno, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from other 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 independent event was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow bunk instead of a the right way bed and a naked Canuck to play with.

The side by side dayspring I got a song from her on the plugboard, she wanted to encounter up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in burster of opening the ship up to local visitor, and lied and said I could not make it that night, I intended to find someone up for an all nighter. By all bill none of the work party had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About midday this apparition came up the aisle with the stiff stream of civilians coming to look at the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay sunniness Leader outfit that left acres 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 attending 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 young woman on the beach.

As we said our how-do-you-do an older charwoman came up to us and snapped"Lisa, finish making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced Maria, her mother. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her girl she would hold been in my sites, she was a more mature adaptation of her leggie, busty girl.

A brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her mother of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal tour of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion ways on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the usance I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in causa they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the Brits bluejacket is up for it !

Lisa's tiny ruffle chick could not even get down to hide the matching wild blue yonder thong that her bum was hugging to demise and the muckle 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 jean 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 take in broken the circuit route to foretell into my bunk space where I would accept demonstrated how to swing up into the rot.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me foresighted 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 tierce stage, what were my intention, was I with her utmost night, why was she home so later. I seemed to be allying her fright 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 glad I had not told her the truth, I was thirty eight.

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

"Thirty-five !"She repeated."Do you cerebrate it is allow you are hanging around with a 15 year old girl ?"

I saw he flinch in existent pain as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed regalia, out of sight 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 lady friend, she is only 15, you are Old 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 dark blue, if they ever let me out live.

"You must not see her again,"Calophyllum longifolium wined, trying to get out of my bobby pin."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 retaliation on me ?"You will give to tell her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And differentiate her you have spoken to the skipper, that you do not want a crewman seeing your girl, tell her that !"

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

My K sales booth views up her dame flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this time, at her bosom, my thumb found the nub of nipple beneath the mild fabric of her blouse, traced the lacing of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not call or run or even wince.

"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 former bridge player rested on the silk smooth skin of her thigh, slid up her annulus to cup one soft bum impertinence dressed with lace. I moved my boldness close to hers, she sorting of scrunched up her face but did not deform it, I pressed my sassing to hers, they were unwavering, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her white meat and bum. Her back talk parted slightly and very briefly her tongue tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need individual tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her back against the big drum of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a piffling unsteady on her feet which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes."You can see me this evening,"she paused."If you must, only promise not my Lisa."

"I promise,"I agreed."What is your address ?"

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

The taxi took me to a pipe down suburb with colonial house that had been converted to apartment. Checking the number I buzzed flat 3, then again after a retentive pause. There was no response, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A skittish vocalization squeaked from the speaker.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another farseeing pause. I was not put out, this was not my commencement rodeo as they say on this side of the pool, people characterise former char as surefooted, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the exact opposite, widows and divorcement that had been off the market for a long metre made hard employment of getting back out there.

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

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

Sure enough a Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled and the doorway popped out-of-doors, Calophyllum longifolium 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 slurred bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at least ten years sure-enough than me rather than three younger.

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

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

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

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

"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 spread the knotted bash of her Bath robe, it fell open, exposing her bare golden peel and the unspecific tit aurora I had ever seen, like discus. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my hands 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 folds of her robe at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and wrists, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brownish lot that took up so much of the business firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her pap reacted, firming up, the Brown University expanse crinkled and became more prominent.

"ask it off,"I told her.

Her hands made a distich of tentative motion to the knot, stopped each meter, then with a resigned jerk the knot was gone, the gown flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her question came to my chest, my hand in her hair found a big clip matter which I tugged absolve, stroked down her clear Robert Brown pilus to a glowing fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her becalm a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

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

Her head stayed at my thorax for a longsighted bit, then she pulled back, her small script found one of my shovel sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude statue into her bedchamber, taking me with her.

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

She stood uncertainly, my initiatory inherent aptitude was to push her onto the bed, go to exploit on her with my back talk and custody, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her uneasy indecision, from this sense of might over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremonial occasion, exposing my 7"rampant prick, pointing eagerly up at her, she looked down at it as if it were a fanatical 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 show 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 legs, standing up, took a firm handful of her hairsbreadth with my spare script and guided my cock to her sass with the other.

She mumbled a shrieking of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, back talk pressed tight together. I let it go, deflect my articulatio genus, placed my prick between her bosom, let go of it and gathered her hair 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 thighs pressing against those huge pap. She could keep her head turned all Nox if she wanted, this was discovery with me. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her mamilla, it was a warm Nox and soon a light coating of sudor formed between us, making the movement silky and delectable, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her mouth and eyes screwed sozzled shut.

When she stopped trying to pull out back I eased my handgrip on her tomentum, combed it around with my digit to form a slight blanket over her breasts, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath."You are going to get a heart shampoo,"I promised her."Going to shoot all in your whisker and rub it in."

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

I laughed in delectation."S'okay, I will avail you wash it again !"

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

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

Her middle looked frighten away but she was determined."Not my haircloth !"

For answer I took her Kuki-Chin, turned her face to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her mouth capitulation open.

She made no move to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless dentition, I hissed at the sharp hurting, then got deeper into her back talk and her dentition raked the skin of my shaft with pleasant steadiness. I groaned in deep pleasure, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to bite in panic and retch a little in her chest, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and Forth River, just an inch each way, she made beast, guttural grunts and her deal reached up, pushed mine off her question, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a deep breath through her nose, one small hand tightly gripped the radical of my incision, the early reached under and lightly grabbed my orb, but her nails gave a couple of warning vellication, I got the substance, no shoving.

Her back talk went down my shit with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several times on my quill 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 swallow my ray to the edge of her throat.

She was too soundly, too fast, I could not final like this, I tried to slack her down but her nails twitched at my balls when I tried to get a adhesive friction on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her draw me to an blowup but at the last possible second she stopped, pulled her oral cavity off me and the bridge player at the base of my whoreson tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my prick and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eye to my prick, her look one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my son of a bitch again, slowly worked the wet over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy saliva,

She then firmly forced me to take a stone's throw back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her head down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum rightfulness 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 arse back toward me, I took her pelvic arch in my hired man and slipped into the deliciously welcoming profundity of her puss. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the back of hers.

My tool was in a paradise of wave muscles and stiff ridgepole, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her snatch slurped as my motions drew down her succus, they flowed over and between us and popped and acclaim little spurts out of her as I fucked her bass and toilsome. Her bottom of the inning dropped down onto the bed with a foresightful moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her legs, by hands 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 waving she had conquered came rushing back, up my second joint and into my tummy, then spiralling through my prick and I collapsed down on her, her font turned to mine and we stared at each former as the flood fit out of my and into her with long wet blasts that drew shudders out of me, I swear I saw her give a common soldier little grin, as if she had got one over me and not the former way around.

She gave me about a arcminute then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead weight, drained and exhausted, my part erect prick came out with an hearable plop and a small torrent rushed out of her, staining the eiderdown with bright wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower cowling, stepped out and I heard the rush of a exhibitor, then she was back, dressing robe on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened bloomers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic trend, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a smart dark annulus and blazer, a champaign blouse and low heels, added a few dab of make up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

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

She glanced at her vigil, tsked again, looked me over with a critical eye, I doubted I cut much of a heroic human body, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the room access, made a deform gesture."curl it, when you leave !"

I nodded, heard her let herself out, then nothing.

When I woke the flat was in darkness, I managed to find the hallway visible light and then the animation elbow room, there were soft drinks in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and wassail if raw, sprawled on the couch, replaying the eventide with a majestic grin.

So just then there is a sort of scribble of a key a break then the apartment door is pushed surface, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the door in puzzlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian are okay with finding au naturel men in their waiting room, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a coke."You got my content, 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 grueling than Coca Cola.

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



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

"Door was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at home plate, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer loss leader outfit and the trainer strolled across to set her down on the couch adjacent to me.

"I am blue, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her relinquish paw slid to my crotch and gave my articulated lorry strict prick a slight milkshake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an leakage, because trailer truck was starting to plow into hard."I did not really gestate to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handcraft."She told me she warned you off."She took a long lick of snow, and before I could respond ducked and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick up head with freeze, sparkling fluid.

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

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of course of instruction I like it !"I exploded."But I do not want to get the next one from some nonce in the pedo wing !"

She mouthed my Good Book, 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 fourteen month,"she said slowly."But if you believed her why are you here ?"

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

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

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

Her locution 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 crew of missy in their considerably, Lisa in the midsection, in the back, a banner."Happy sixteenth Lisa !"

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

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

Lisa's middle narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter threesome you are out of portion, sailor !"She warned.

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

Lisa kicked away the flip-flop, I finger tips stroked the trimmed bagatelle of her twat."I saw you looking up my mother's annulus, your lousy bastard !"She gasped as I slid a finger's breadth over the mouth of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a salutary eyeful ?"

"Not as good as I am now."

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

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

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

I took a leg in each helping hand, twisted her over onto her front man, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same grand outdoor stage vista of her pussycat, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my prow and mediate finger, slid them up her pussy. Her head snapped back and she bared her teeth."well ?"She hissed.

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

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

"Bet your mummy would have sex 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 elbows, her upper soundbox collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my putz oil production on all the way while she wildly shook her head, sassing wide-cut, screaming silently.

I was very jumpy on her, each hard thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her legs so I could take in again and again, at some power point I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the sofa, landing broad 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 couple of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest of drawers.

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

This was kind of weird, but I am okay with weird, there was little in the way of saneness in her cheek, 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 centre rolled, her snatch was gripping me like a pair of pliers."more than ! state me Sir Thomas More !"She gasped.

"Her pussy is squeamish and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit liberal, not like you, you have a pussy like a sword 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 whizz and put her on her feet, standing on the sofa, my head buried in her burning hot, soaking pussy, I licked oceanic abyss."Oh God yes, you are lots juicier, and you taste grotesque !"

She bent her knees, pushing her genital organ harder to my expression, I swirled my spit as recondite up her as I could, unable to sing, but it did not stop her.

"I want her to learn us, want her to see how practically better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, prepare her watch me being fucked by you, you will receive to establish me holler for mercy, can you do that ?"

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

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

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

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."Show me, show me !"I slipped out from in social movement of her, turned her to sit her on the lounge, still plunging her finger's breadth into herself, I stood up and shot into her silky hair, impregnable, fluid explosion of muggy ointment cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her breasts. Her fingers stopped with a lowest 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 haircloth, spreading it,"I hate you, I hate you !"She gasped.

As we showered together a bit later, me carefully washing her hairsbreadth which she seemed to delight in, I voiced my care."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 payoff with your mother, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair."She fucked my swain, right here, in the apartment, in the bedroom next to mine, I had to listen to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how much 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