My girlfriend's mother - Sex Stories

My girlfriend's mother

This happened to me back in the 70s. In those days, sex was a lot different than today. Women didn't shave their privates. Neither did men. Sex was a lot more restricted I guess, but at the same time, dresses were short and women wore low cut blouses. They also wore pants that were tight a lot and highlighted a woman's thighs and ass. It was a different time, but people were still horny and wanted to fuck, but we kept it more to ourselves than the way things are today. I was in my first year of college and had fallen in love with a Mormon girl from Salt Lake City. She had long brown hair, long legs and a really nice ass and thighs. She would wear tight jeans all the time that highlighted her ass and I could hardly keep my hands off of her. She was tall with really long legs and small breasts. But her nipples were large and sensitive. They would get hard quite easy and she would often beg me to touch her breasts. Because of religion, sex was supposed to be taboo for her and we would often make out and rub each other until we were crazy but not go all the way so that she could follow her f****y's religious values. With time we got more familiar and eventually the temptation was just too great. One night we were in a frenzy making out, my dick was so hard it was throbbing and I was rubbing against her vagina and clit even though we were fully clothed. She pulled her blouse down and begged me to suck her tits which just sent her into ecstasy. I sucked and licked and eventually ...

... we couldn't take it anymore and slid off our clothes and had the most amazing sex. It had been building up for months and I shot cum in her 4 times that night as I recall. Once the dam had broken we could not stay apart and even though we tried to avoid fucking it happened over and over again the next few weeks. By this time we were really becoming serious and talking about marriage, however she could only marry a Mormon and I was definitely not willing to join her church. It created a real stressful situation. We wanted each other but couldn't have each other. Finally, she said we needed to just not have sex for a few weeks and let time pass. That was incredibly difficult but somehow we did it. After about 8 weeks of no sex she asked me to come and stay with her f****y for the weekend so that I could get to know her parents. I thought this was a great idea. I loved this girl but really hated how since I wasn't Mormon I was pretty sure her parents wouldn't like me but I guess I held out hope. The big weekend arrived and I met her f****y and they showed me the bedroom I would be staying in. It was her little b*****r's room and he slept in the basement. His room was quite small and was just right across the hall from her parents' room. There was also a bathroom next to their room which I was going to have to share with them. The weekend went well. I was pretty sure however that her father didn't care for me but I got along well with everyone else. I also found myself really ...