Fucked up
So, my daughter is home from University for parting of the summer before she heads off to her mom’s and then a summer coterie job. Like every Sat, I had an early ( 8am ) tee metre at my preferent course, but had it cancelled due to a soften sprinkler. I found out half way out ( 7am ), so turned around to go get Vanessa, and go for breakfast.

I got home around 8, walked into the theatre, and could hear someone was getting fucked hard in the living room. It’s hard to see your baby, surely she’s 19 now, but it’s hard to see her balls deep sucking one guy, and getting DP’d by some early guy and a wench with a strap-on. Sorry hombre, not my thing … so I headed downstairs to get a drink.

Passed Cherry and Alice, playing Nintendo ( Old skool ) as I went to my bar and poured a snapshot of tequila.

“ Oh shit ! Mr C. You’re home ? ” panicked Cherry.

“ I’ll go get Van, ” started Alice.

“ No, let her experience her fun, ” I responded pouring my minute shot. “ Why aren’t you two up in the fun ? ”

“ Not enough dick, ” reponded Alice before Cherry punched her in the shoulder.

“ That’s Vanessa’s dad ! Our old principal ! ”

“ Yes, and I’m retired. And your mostly grown up. ”

Actually, Alice had grown up. She was near 6 metrical foot tall, almost tall as me, and a volleyball players body. I coached her. It takes loyalty and a bit of will business leader not to seem at your players/students asses everyday. Her’s, I couldn’t help notice. But as a good, responsible grownup, you push idea like that out. She still kept her hair forgetful, just long enough to tie when she was playing. Long, lean, and chiselled. Only girl I know to have breasts and a 6-pack naturally.

cherry red, was exactly the antonym, she hadn’t grown much more than 5 foot fall. She had curves, lots of them. I’d watched a porno with a female child who looked just like her, but wasn’t. shaft two loading as she bounced that great ebony ass on the dick of the stud she was fucking. I jerked off a lot since my retreat and subsequent divorce. Her hair was always short, and I’d seen her in a wig once or twice. I remember seeing her grandma’s pic from the 60s, Afro hairdo, and bell bottoms going to a protest. She looked just like her grandma. I had never met her real mom, and her step-mom was a beautiful, gracious Filipina.

Suddently, a derisory groan came from upstairs. Apparently someone was hitting my daughter’s g-spot. I had to leave.

“ Was coming home to bid genus Vanessa the chance to go to Per # # ns with her old man, but she’s busy. You girls require breakfast ? ”

They were up fast. They wee all out last nighttime, and probably hadn’t eat up since late. I hadn’t realized that they were still dressed from the night before. Cherry had on boxershorts that looked painted on her round little ass. Alice’s 6 pack was visible under a flashy successiveness one shoulder affair. I was walking into a restaurant, with if cypher knew them, what you might mistaken for call fille.

“ Hi Mr C, ” said Ms Robert Tyre Jones, the brain waitress at Per # # # s. She’s worked there for a recollective metre. “ Girls ? Out late in conclusion Night were we ? ”

“ Yes Ma’am ” answered Alice. “ Slept at genus Vanessa’s live night, and Mr C offered to get us habitation, and then offered breakfast. ”

“ Uh-hu, ” she looked back at me. “ Nice that Van is back in town. Still sleeping ? Always could party her. And your golf got scratch because of the vandalism at baker’s ( the golf course ). ”

“ Didn’t know it was vandalism, but you guessed it. ”

“ OK, will be back with your club in a bit. ” And she walked away.

“ But we didn’t give her our order, ” commented Alice.

“ Ms J, has served us since the firstly meter Mr C brought us here for breakfast in newbie year. We all order the same thing over and over again. She even knows Vanessa’s if we asked for take out. ” scolded cherry in a subdued voice.

“ Why are you whispering ? ” I asked.

“ I don’t want to make a fuss. ” she said. “ Then she admitted, “ Actually, I don’t want her to tell apart auntie Janette, who will order dad, about coming here dressed like this. She’s a prude, always was. ”

“ Ha, that’s funny. ” I chuckled.

“ What ? ” asked the girls.

“ I dated your aunt Eve before I met Vanessa’s mom, and I know Mrs J is not a prude. ”

“ shag off ! ” said Cherry, before Alice smacked her on the shoulder.

“ manners ! ”

“ It’s OK, ” I flagged Mrs Jones over. “ Jinette, you’ve been accused of being a prude. Should I defend your … honour ? ”

“ Tell them about the campaign in, ” she said, and was about to reverse. “ Who ever filled your oral sex with the estimate that I was a prude ? ”

Jinnette was no prude. She may be in her recently 50s, but she still has legs like Tina Henry Hubert Turner, and chest you want to bound on. She still matches the youthful waitresses for tips, partly on serve, partly on appropriate flirting, and partly on knowing how to stroke a man’s ego.

“ What drive in ? ” asked cherry tree. She was all spike as she knew she was going to have a bit of enlightenment.

I began …

Jinette, some guy, Eve and I all went to the effort in for the big all nighter fete one year, a few years before the Big 4 drive in closed. Eve and I were in the social movement nates, and Jin and her man in the rachis of my car, an 70s Chev Van. I’d camperized it, by putting in drape, a mattress and even a belittled kitchenette. The design was to eventually get Eve in the back, while Jin and her man were busy in the front. The problem was that 15 mo into the first moving-picture show, Jin and her guy got into a big fight, and he fucked off.

The first film I was alone up front while Eve consoled Jin in the backseat.

Then, Jin decided to give us be, and go find some of our champion, because at the drive in, you always knew someone else. So, Eve and I crawled into the spinal column of the van, and started making out. Soon, my helping hand was up her shirt, and her script was rubbing my crotch. She’d just pulled my throbbing dick out, and was about to go down on me, something I loved about Eve. I still remember her lips on my cock. She was a born cock-sucker.

But then Jin came back into the car. We quickly flipped over so that it looked like we were just watching from the back. I think I almost broke my dick.

“ Oh, hey, ” she slurred. She’d obviously found friends who managed to smuggle in strong drink. “ Sorry, go back to making out. I’m just gon na nap ”

And true to her Good Book, she was fast numb in no time, and Eve’s back talk were on my hammer. She sucked me rock hard again, and began playing with me. She would suck me to the brink of cumming, and then ease off so I wouldn’t, prolonging the release. She loved sucking pecker. She’d do it, until I was almost in botheration, and then she’d suck the cum out of my cock. Most girls stop consonant to observe or palpate you explode, she would keep sucking, squeezing my poke to make me burst all the harder. And she swallowed every bead.

The girl were hocked on every Christian Bible I was saying. I was rock 'n' roll hearty when Jin brought our society to us. “ Where you at in the story ? ” she asked.

“ Just ball up my kickoff load in Eve’s mouth. ”

“ Fuck, you always could sweep on a story. These miss look like they’re suffering. Get going with it. ”

“ Hey, if you want to tell the chronicle, then sit down here, ” I tapped my lap, “ and you tell it. ”

“ You’d like that, ” she swatted her towel at me, and walked away.

“ Oh my god, you guys did it, ” said Alice.

“ You have to hold off to ascertain out that, ” I said, and I ate my breakfast, leaving the female child jaws dropped.