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

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal Navy, we had been a prospicient time at sea and looking forward to a break in Toronto, Canada. After a long slog up the Great St Gertrude Lawrence sea lane we tied up alongside this beautiful city, the gangplank went down and we were off like a crowd of randy back street cats.

To my surprised delight I scored in the first bar, a lovely local lass with tits adult than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the only fault I could incur 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 the pits, her thigh-slapper and yelps bringing laughter 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 principal effect was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow bunk instead of a decent bed and a naked Canuck to play with.

The next dayspring I got a call from her on the switchboard, she wanted to fill up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in charge of opening the ship up to local anesthetic visitors, and lied and said I could not make it that Night, I intended to find someone up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About midday this apparition came up the gangplank with the regular stream of civilians coming to take the turn. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a wild blue yonder Jay sunniness Leader getup that left acres of bare leg glowing in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the female child 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 line of descent through the ceiling and only then did I recognise her for the girl on the beach.

As we said our hellos an previous woman came up to us and snapped"Lisa, finish making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced Maria, her female parent. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her girl she would have been in my site, she was a more mature 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 hitch of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion ways on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the customs duty I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it's a darn job, but the Brits Sailor is up for it !

Lisa's midget ruffle skirt could not even set out to hide the matching amobarbital sodium thong that her bum was hugging to expiry and the tidy sum of it and the storage of her warm wet puss orifice to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Maria had a denim miniskirt skirt on that kept riding up and showing fragile lacy panty, I was having trouble breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would own broken the tour road to call into my bunk space where I would experience demonstrated how to get around up into the built in bed.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me foresighted and deep and whispered if I could get devoid she would be waiting in the same bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the tierce point, what were my design, was I with her last nighttime, why was she home so latterly. I seemed to be allying her reverence with my smooth lies when she suddenly asked."How old are you ?"

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

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the same !"She gasped. presumption her scandalisation 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 production line, but I was spoken for it seemed.

"35 !"She repeated."Do you think it is appropriate you are hanging around with a fifteen twelvemonth old lady friend ?"

I saw he flinch in real painfulness as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the tincture of towed array, out of pile of gawkers.

"Ow, you hurt me !"When stressed she had a definite French stress.

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

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

I tried to compose myself, it was a incubus, 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 handle."She is lovely girl, I know, but it is not right."

My mind was racing, all very well dumping Lisa, but suppose she decided to get revenge on me ?"You will have got to tell her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And tell apart her you have spoken to the master, that you do not need a leghorn seeing your daughter, tell her that !"

"Yes yes !"She managed to break devoid with a mewl of painfulness, rubbed her arm, bruised from my fingers. It might take in all ended there, nice and passive, but she added."I will do anything you want !"

My M point of view views up her chick flashed back at me, my bridge player went back on her, but gently this metre, at her boob, my thumb found the nub of nipple beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lacing of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not holler 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 vox shook."But not her,"she licked her lips, looked right in my eyes."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my early hand rested on the silk smooth skin of her second joint, slid up her bird to cup one flabby bum face dressed with lace. I moved my brass close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not turn it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were pie-eyed, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her bosom and bum. Her sassing parted slightly and very briefly her spit tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need someone tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her back against the big brake drum of the cable provender, she straightened up, standing a little unfirm on her foot which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes."You can see me tonight,"she paused."If you must, only promise not my Lisa."

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

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

The taxi took me to a quiet suburbia with colonial star sign that had been converted to flat. Checking the telephone number I buzzed categorical 3, then again after a long pause. There was no reply, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A nervous voice squeaked from the verbalizer.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another longsighted pause. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this side of the pond, people characterise older women as confident, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the claim opposite, widow woman and divorces that had been off the market for a farsighted time made hard workplace 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 province of excitement.

The compressed door was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not want the neighbour getting worry.

Sure enough a Ernst Boris Chain rattled and the door popped open, Calophyllum longifolium peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her heels and was nervously clutching a deep bathrobe about her that did zilch for her, she looked at least ten yr older than me rather than three younger.

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

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

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

In the bar near the dock 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.

"Wait !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"Calophyllum longifolium whispered, which hurt me, it was rightful, but still…"You should be ashamed, to use a mother's love against her !"

I reached and flipped unfold the knotted belt of her bath robe, it fell open, exposing her raw golden hide and the tolerant teat aurora I had ever seen, like discus. She gasped and pulled the gown back shut.

I placed my bridge player on her shoulders, 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 gown at the berm, pushed it down to her waist and wrist joint, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the pap, traced the brown circles that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the brown area crinkled and became more prominent.

"Take it off,"I told her.

Her manus made a couple of tentative motility to the slub, stopped each fourth dimension, then with a resigned jerk the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her pes. I put my arms around her, her head came to my dresser, my hand in her pilus found a big clip thing which I tugged free, stroked down her easy Brown hairsbreadth to a glow fan at her book binding. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her steady a piddling then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as fair as I could be given my deepen state, if she refused I would will, no More games, take my hazard down town Toronto.

Her principal stayed at my chest for a tenacious minute, then she pulled back, her pocket-size hand found one of my power shovel sized script and timidly she led the way, walking nude statue into her bedroom, taking me with her.

The way had a window, firmly curtained shut, a double bed, made up fresh, ironed sheet of paper, two pristine pillow cases each side. I just knew it had been made up for me.

She stood uncertainly, my kickoff instinct was to push her onto the bed, go to work on her with my oral cavity and handwriting, loosen her up, get her into the mode. But I was getting such a squawk from her nervous indecision, from this signified of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without ceremonial occasion, exposing my 7"rearing 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 side of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her peg, standing up, took a loyal fistful of her hair with my resign handwriting and guided my prick to her mouth with the early.

She mumbled a scream of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her nerve aside, lips pressed sozzled together. I let it go, bent my knee, placed my dick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her hair with both hands, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my goad burying oceanic abyss in her cleavage, the top of my second joint pressing against those huge mammilla. She could stay fresh her head turned all nighttime if she wanted, this was breakthrough with me. I rocked my hips and articulatio genus gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her bosom, it was a warm night and soon a light coating of travail formed between us, making the front silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her question turned, her mouth and eyes screwed tight shut.

When she stopped trying to root for back I eased my hold on her hair's-breadth, combed it around with my finger's breadth to form a little mantle over her breasts, hiding my ray of light as it worked beneath."You are going to get a spunk shampoo,"I promised her."Going to spud all in your tomentum and rub it in."

"No !"She opened her centre and oral fissure suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in delight."S'okay, I will facilitate you dampen it again !"

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

I paused my motility, bloody angry. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"Seven ?"I hissed in vehemence."I will wee-wee in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am worth ?"

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

For answer I took her Kuki-Chin, turned her aspect to me and pulled her jaw down, for a import she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a give up sigh let her mouth fall surface.

She made no move to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless tooth, I hissed at the sharply pain sensation, then got deeper into her backtalk and her tooth raked the peel of my shaft with pleasant firmness. I groaned in oceanic abyss pleasance, hugging her question, sliding up into her until she started to bite in scare and gag a little in her chest, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and Forth, just an inch each way, she made brute, guttural oink and her hired hand reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when disengage she pulled back slightly and took a inscrutable breath through her nose, one small-scale hand tightly gripped the root of my dick, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitch, I got the message, no shoving.

Her mouthpiece went down my prick with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then ptyalize several times on my shaft before descending on it with her mouthpiece, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to swallow my light beam to the boundary of her pharynx.

She was too upright, too fast, I could not last like this, I tried to slacken her down but her nails twitched at my Lucille Ball when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her cast me to an detonation but at the final stage possible second she stopped, pulled her back talk off me and the hand at the floor of my pecker tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my dickhead and slowly forcing back the rising plosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eye to my shaft, her manifestation one of denseness. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my shaft again, slowly worked the moisture 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 step 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 lap 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 rosehip in my bridge player and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depth of her bitch. brawn clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my second joint pressed against the back of hers.

My motherfucker was in a paradise of undulating muscular tissue and corpse ridge, 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 spew fiddling jet out of her as I fucked her deep and toilsome. Her stern dropped down onto the bed with a long moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my shaft still in her, straddling her wooden leg, by hands on her back, pushing with all my speciality, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each meter.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my thigh and into my stomach, then spiralling through my peter and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each former as the alluvion salvo out of my and into her with farsighted wet blasts that drew shudders 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 hour then wriggled out from under me, I was a drained weight, drained and exhausted, my office erect prick came out with an hearable plop and a low inundation rushed out of her, staining the eiderdown with brilliant wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair's-breadth into a shower bath cowl, stepped out and I heard the Benjamin Rush of a cascade, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her doorway. She opened drawers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your female parent. She put on a smart night doll and blazer, 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, dearest, 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 trope, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the doorway, made a reverse motion."curl it, when you leave !"

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

When I woke the flat was in duskiness, I managed to encounter the hallway light and then the aliveness room, there were easy drinkable in the electric refrigerator in the lilliputian kitchen, I helped myself to coke and drank if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the eve with a proud grin.

So just then there is a sort of doodle of a key a pause then the flat threshold is pushed surface, Lisa, looking at the key in her deal and the door in puzzlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadian River are okay with finding naked men in their lounge, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a snow."You got my substance, 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 harder than Coke.

I sat up, trying to seem cool off with being nude painting, if I went to get my apparel she could not help but see me go to her female parent's room for them.



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

"doorway was unlocked,"I lied.

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

"I am no-count, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her gratis hand slid to my crotch and gave my semitrailer rigid whoreson a little trill, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an dodging, because semi was starting to turn into punishing."I did not really carry to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handwork."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.

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

"Don't you like it ?"

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

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

"You are fifteen, your mother told me !"

She pulled away, sitting back against the arm of the couch, looking at me."I am 15 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 stupid linguistic rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once English of midnight and fine the other ?"

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

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

Clever me, the photo was of a cluster of girl in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the back, a banner."Happy Sixteenth Lisa !"

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

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

Lisa's eyes narrowed."If you are hoping for a female parent daughter threesome you are out of luck, leghorn !"She warned.

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

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed fluff of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, your dirty love child !"She gasped as I slid a digit over the lip of her vagina.

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

"Did you get a thoroughly eyeful ?"

"Not as just as I am now."

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

I thought of Maria on her script and knees, on the bed, showing me all."Oh yes, I saw pretty a good deal everything."

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

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front line, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the Saame grand stand view of her snatch, she rested on her elbows, the can hang unnoticed to the storey, I sucked my fore and midsection finger, slid them up her kitty-cat. Her capitulum snapped back and she bared her teeth."fountainhead ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist digit into her."I need to give it more remember,"I replied, shifting onto my knee.

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

"Bet your mammy would get laid it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in hard, all the way, her resisting slit caught on my shaft and she was driven off her elbows, her speed soundbox collapsing over the couch arm, the residual pinned by me, my prick drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her head, mouth wide, screaming silently.

I was very rough on her, each hard thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her spine by her legs so I could get in again and again, at some breaker point I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the floor, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, feet on the story, she sat over me and with a duet of wince got me inside her, began to coil, her tits deliciously stroking my breast.

"Tell me more !"She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was dumb, baffled she hissed in frustration."say 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 boldness, just lust and avaritia.

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

Lisa groaned, her center rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a twosome of pliers."to a greater extent ! Tell me more !"She gasped.

"Her twat is prissy and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit loose, not like you, you have a cunt like a steel trap."

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

"Let's see !"I got my work force under her arms, lifted her up off me with a tearing sensation and put her on her ft, standing on the lounge, my brain buried in her combustion hot, soaking twat, I licked mysterious."Oh God yes, you are much blue, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her knees, pushing her crotch harder to my look, I swirled my tongue as deeply up her as I could, unable to peach, but it did not block up her.

"I want her to keep an eye on us, want her to see how much skillful I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, form her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to make believe me shout for mercifulness, can you do that ?"

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

I pulled my sass liberate of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my mitt 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 charge it into her hair !"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 hair, unattackable, fluid bursts of sticky emollient cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her titty. Her fingers stopped with a last fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, check, please stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger 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 worry."Are you sure as shooting she will not be back while two ?"

"Positive,"she replied dreamily."Later, the lodge 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 whisker."She fucked my boyfriend, right here, in the apartment, in the sleeping accommodation next to mine, I had to hear to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how a great deal sound she was, so much more than experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't worry, I know you did not really fuck her."I stroked her back."I would vote out you if I thought you had !"

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