My Mother's Lover and Me - Sex Stories

My Mother's Lover and Me

... and wilt. He was spent. I then slid my lips back slowly until the head of his now softening cock dropped from my mouth, and fell spent and rested on his balls. I knew I had given him my best. He stood there, trousers around his ankles and breathing heavily. I was still on my knees, and I looked up into his eyes. “Did you enjoy that?” “Oh God, Jill, I have had women do that to me a dozen times, but never ever has any one of them done it like that.” I stood up and helped him remove his pants from around his ankles. “I am so happy; this maybe the only time we do this, but it may not, I hope. I wanted that to be the best experience I could ever give you. I know Julie has done it many times with you, but she has had nowhere the number of experiences that I have. You know that. I want tonight to be special, a night I will never forget and I hope you won’t either.” “How could I, this is so wrong, I will never ever forget it. Making love to your mother was amazing, now I am making love to her daughter. That is even more amazing and so so wrong. I will never forgive myself for letting this happen. How will I ever face her again? Every time I see you naked in future I will see you as I am seeing you now, having defiled you.” “That hasn't happened yet, but it is going to. Now we are going to have sex together, not love.. .sex!. You and I are going to fuck. You can make love to my mother, not me. I am unworthy of that. I want to use you for sex in the way I have used dozens of men. I ...

... want you to satisfy my body not my mind." Then he did something I wasn't expecting, he picked me in his arms up and carried me into the downstairs spare bedroom. I hadn't realise this is where he and my mother began their love life experiences. Then he continued to undress me. When he got to my pants they were soaking wet with the juices I had made as he kissed me and as I sucked his beautiful cock. He held them up looked and at the wetness. "I haven’t seen anyone wet their pants as much as that before. Did you cum?" “No, but that’s what you did to me. Now you know why I want you so much.” I was now naked and laying on the bed. He removed his shirt and I watched as his cock slowly hardened and became erect again. It looked beautiful. He hadn't touched it. It was the desire he had for me evidently. I imagined he was going to take me missionary style, but instead of climbing up with me, he took my legs and pulled me around so my legs were draped over the edge of the bed. He spread them and dropped to his knees between them as I had been with him earlier. Immediately I knew he was going to go down on me, I shivered with delight imagining what was going to happen to me. My cunt was soaking wet still. I was so sexually aroused, even I could smell the musky scent emanating from my body down there. I hope he didn't mind me being that strong. It was purely the scent of sex which had soaked my pants. I always use the bidet after I have used the toilet for either function and definitely ...