Mummy & Nanna (Part 2) - Sex Stories

Mummy & Nanna (Part 2)

... Let’s go up to Lizzy’s room quietly, please; we don’t want Tim to disturb our fun!”

A minute later, we were upstairs, undressing each other and kissing madly as the clothes fell onto the floor. I stroked his bare chest, loving the feel of his hair.

I slid my hand down to run my fingers through his pubes, then along his shaft to the very tip, where I luxuriated in rubbing his juice all over his helmet.

I felt his hand slip between my legs, then prise my lips apart and slip inside my vagina, masturbating my hole, before slipping out again to find my clit.

“James, James, I want you to fuck me, please, please.”

My voice was asking for something I thought would never happen again. I was deliriously happy,

He pushed against me, and I staggered back, falling on the bed with him on top of me. Then, after one short moment, he entered me, and I felt complete—a woman again.

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3: Lizzy

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The day had gone very well; the client was impressed with my presentation, and I had secured a new contract. The evening was supposed to be a celebratory meal in the Royal Hotel, where I would have stayed overnight, but he had to cancel as his wife was very sick. I did not want to spend an evening alone, so I decided to return home and cancel the reservations.

I boarded the 19:25 from Templemeads Station in good time and settled down for the trip back. Just after nine, I took a taxi from my local station for a twenty-minute ride home.

Standing outside the house at the ...

... tail end of twilight, I saw Mum’s car in the driveway, as expected. James’s was by the curb, and the house was in darkness, curtains undrawn. Odd, I thought.

I came in quietly, not sure what I would find, shedding my shoes inside the front door. I padded down the hall, then into the empty lounge, before checking the kitchen diner. No one there either, just one dim lamp shining on the worktop.

Back in the lounge, I could hear some sound coming from above—a gentle knocking from my bedroom. I climbed the stairs quietly, and from the landing, I saw Tim asleep through his doorway. I carefully closed his door, then looked along at the spare bedroom, which was empty. The knocking sound seemed louder here, and I noticed my bedroom door was slightly ajar, so very gently, I pushed it a bit more and peered through the gap.

Even in the gloaming, the sight before me was arresting. Mummy was sitting on top of James, completely naked, rocking back and forth over his hips. But the most disturbing thing for me was the stream of obscenities coming from her mouth.

“God, your cock feels so good in me.”

“I love you fucking my cunt, James.”

And then the worst of all.

“Fuck my arse again, now, James.”

I watched them roll over, Mummy on hands and knees, and then James entered her from behind. Mummy groaned a deep sound the like of which I had never heard from her before.

Internally, I was on fire, rooted to the spot in curiosity and horror. Without thinking, my hand pushed ...