In Route to Captain Jack's Complex - Sex Stories

In Route to Captain Jack's Complex

Jeff Phillips listened to the purr of the Jumbo Jet and thought of last night. He and his son had flown to Texas. 19 year old Kurt would drive his Grannie Kate back to Jack's Complex. Kurt and everyone called her "Little Doe", her Indian name. She at 57, was still a bronze beauty. Shapely with silk straight, long black hair, streaked white around her face. She had raised Hurt until the age of 13, after his own mom had died. For 6 years, they had only seen each other during summers. Now they would share a leisure drive in the "goose". Kate didn't fly, she only trusted her old 'Road Master" wagon for travel. Jeff watched the sway of the stewardess ass, as her bubble butt passed by. His thoughts were of "Doe". After his wife died, without her he could not have survived. He went to pieces for a year, but she was there for he and Kurt. His mind drifted back to the day everything changed. Living with Doe, She took them both "wilding". 7 days living Native American in the wild. Tee Pee living, fresh air, horses, campfires, nature. Hot summer days, warm nights. They frolicked. 8 year old Kurt loved it and Jeff began to find life again. Doe dressed in authentic Indian wear. Mostly a short leather skirt, with a matching beaded armless top. She didn't flaunt but his eyes could help peering. A side view of a firm breast often peeped when she reached. The valley between two full globes when she handed something over. Mush under thigh, when she squatted and sometimes a ass cheek as she ...

... quickly bent. He pushed the thoughts away because she was his mother in law. Sitting by the campfire, she would tell Indian tales while sitting Indian style. Arms flailing, shook breast. Body swaying, legs spreading caused her skirt to raise. He could only see darkness, but it was more than enough to excite him. Suddenly the sky broke with lightening and the wind picked up. Kurt jumped and sped toward the tee pee. Doe popped one knee up, giving me another look into total darkness, twisted to her knees,and bent forward to gather her blanket. The gusting wind lifted her skirt exposing naked ass cheeks directly in his view. Hunching forward, slick, wet hair protruded just below the cheeks. He threw his blanket over her to shield her from the pouring rain and they ran for cover. Inside the warm, dry tee pee Doe lit an oil lantern. It's soft glow with the sound of falling rain relaxed everyone until little Kurt was soundly sl**ping. Doe on her side, had him sheltered beneath an arm with her back toward Jeff. He couldn't help his self as he inched back sliding down, to peep at her naked ass. Finally he was there. Her ass was magnificent, looking deliciously soft. His cock was rock hard as he started to rub it. She moved a knee forward and exposed thin cunt lips, pressed closed by her legs. Staring harder, he saw a slow drip of clear oils running down her thigh. The flow increased until it streamed as if she were pissing. She raised the arm that was thrown over Kurt, brought it behind ...