~~~ Breakfast ~~~
I woke up, again, in a cozy bed that was not my own. The room was, once more, bathed in sparkling sunlight. I opened my eyes to see Mrs. Williams looking at my face, smiling, as before.
"You hungry, handsome?"
There was a wicked gleam in her eye. Was it just because of the déjà vu from the same scene, last week, and the same question she'd asked?
I replied, simply, "Yes," and waited.
She launched the bed's coverings to the floor, spun end-to-end, and pounced onto my semi-rigid cock. When I realized where her face was headed, it sprang to life. Now that her face was mere inches away, it was anxiously awaiting whatever was coming next.
Hovering above my face was the pinkest, most attractive set of pussy lips I had ever seen. I started without her. Her sexy snatch tasted like a mixture of the two of us - probably from the wild fucking I had given her on the dining room table the night before.
Her hand was sliding up and down my meaty shaft - jacking me off. She took one of my testicles into her mouth, sucked gently, and cuddled & caressed it with her tongue - then she switched sides.
I had only been awake for a few seconds and my balls were already aching to release - somewhere in - or on - this gorgeous woman's body.
The adoration of my fun-bag stopped and I unclenched my asshole - only to clench it again when (I swear) she stared chewing on my cock-head.
I was so distracted by the intense stimulation that it took me a bit to realize that I had forgotten what I was supposed to be doing.
As she worked me over, I licked her pussy like a Popsicle - from bottom to top - now & again - so as to let her know I was at least still conscious.
She was rapid-fire jacking my cock again - sucking the head, tonguing the ridge, nibbling, gnawing ..
"Fuckkkk!" I growled - as my testes gave up the fight. My semen started firing burst after burst into her greedy mouth.
As soon as she tasted my seed, her body started trembling. She hunched her cunt harder down onto my face - and she started fucking herself - up & down - across my mouth, nose, and chin. I tongued and sucked everything I could reach.
In seconds, she squeaked, tensed, and her sexy snatch ejaculated onto my tongue.
I lapped at the juices - not missing much - and then worshiped her quim and all of its beautiful parts - inside & out.
She leaned to the nightstand - and then, once again, returned - facing the still-smoking barrel of my freshly-fired weapon.
I heard the click of her phone, taking a picture - and - a couple seconds later - a second one.
I was still recuperating as she climbed off of the bed. I stared at the ceiling. My heart was pounding. My lover went to the bathroom, ran the sink for a bit, and then returned - to pull me up for a full-contact hug & kiss.
You have not been kissed until the glorious, naked breasts of a real woman are pressed against your bare chest - as her mouth devours yours - and her tongue teases your own.
She grabbed her phone and showed me the before & after pictures - of her mouth - full of my jizz that she had captured - and then empty - after she'd swallowed my gift.
Somewhere in this sexy teacher's stomach, my seed was desperately searching for an egg to fertilize.
That thought made me realize how much I would love to have a child with this beautiful woman.
Her trip to the bathroom sink had been to remove the overspray - of my spunk - from her eyes, nose, and cheeks.
She palmed my ball-sack - and looked into my eyes. My dick was already reflating. She gave me another lusty kiss.
After having your cock sucked first thing in the morning, nothing is quite as rejuvenating as watching the exquisite anatomy of your former Anatomy teacher - as they parade naked around the room - taking far longer to bend over - repeatedly - to pick up discarded clothing items - to carry them - one-at-a-time - to the hamper where - for absolutely no reason whatsoever - she bends over once more - looking over her shoulder and biting her lower lip - to deposit said item into the basket.
"Now am I your favorite teacher?" she asked, grinning.
"I think I came again - just watching you do that. You are so, fucking sexy!"
"Good morning to you, too, handsome. You ready for breakfast?"
Mrs. Williams and I put on house robes to head downstairs. We stopped by the laundry to move my clothes (soiled in last night's festivities) from the washing machine to the dryer.
Kasey looked up from her tablet - and empty cereal bowl - and frowned at me.
"Good morning, gorgeous. You're not quite as stunning when you're frowning. Do I need to apologize for something - or is there somebody I need to kill - to restore your beautiful smile?
She shook her head and said, "I've painted myself into a corner." I quirked an eyebrow at her and she continued, "I promised you it would be a month before you got to see my pussy. I also informed you that it has always been my intention not to give up my virginity until my wedding night."
I nodded.
"Last night, I told you that I would give you my virginity three weeks from today. I know of only one way to do this without turning myself into a liar."
"I won't make you keep that .." I began.
Mrs. Williams rested her hand on my shoulder, telling me to let Kasey finish.
The sexy - but solemn - cheerleader looked into my eyes.
"It was as much a promise to myself as you. Twice now, you've pushed me to a place I've never been before - where logic no longer matters to me."
"I'm sorry .."
"No. I'm not mad. You heard me last night - I will give myself to you in three weeks. The hardest part will be the waiting - but those are the constraints that I've given myself."
"We can stop .."
"No! This isn't your score on some spreadsheet anymore. This isn't about fooling Grandma Williams. This is about me and you."
She looked at her mother.
".. and .. you and mom."
I started to interrupt again but Mrs. Williams squeezed my shoulder.
"This is not even about my pussy - or my pussy needing your dick."
She laid her tablet down and turned to face me - her expression deadly serious.
"If you don't ask me to marry you, .."
She stopped - considered what she was planning to say - and held up a hand.
"No. Wait. That makes me sound like Grandma Williams - making other people follow my rules - giving them ultimatums."
She got up from her seat and walked over to me, dropping to her knees in front of me - and taking my left hand in hers.
I couldn't let her do this!
Looking down into her eyes, I dropped onto my knees - so that we were facing each other - eye-to-eye - and grabbed both of her hands.
"Will you marry me?" we both asked - at exactly the same time.
"I don't know what I will do if you don't say 'yes'," she said.
"I am hopelessly, helplessly in love with you. I would do anything and everything in my power to get you to marry me."
"So, is that a 'yes'?" she asked shyly.
I bit my lower lip.
She grinned, threw her arms around me, and kissed me - on the spot I had nibbled - a kiss of joy - of bliss.
When she let me breathe again, I lifted her hands to my mouth, looked back into her eyes, said, "Yes" - and kissed her fingers.
The wind was knocked out of me when my future mother-in-law pounced on the two of us, driving us, sideways, into the carpeted floor.
"Mom!" Kasey complained loudly.
It was then that we heard the sobbing.
Mrs. Williams' body was trembling from crying so hard - and she was trying to gasp for breath.
Kasey & I rolled onto our backs and each wrapped an arm around her mother. Beneath Mrs. Williams' body - Kasey's fingers found mine - and she interlaced them. I leaned to my right and gave her a smooch. She looked at me all dreamy like. My insides were jelly.
We waited for her mom to get it all out.
When she'd finally quieted - and her body was doing the little stutter-breath thing - I looked over to Kasey, and whispered, "Let's not tell your mom just yet. We should probably think about eloping. I'm not too sure how she'll take it."
My former Science teacher leaned back and glared at me.
"You're evil," she accused.
"I'm bad," I agree. "I should probably be punished."
"You could spank him," Kasey suggested, grinning evilly.
"I could use a good tongue-lashing," I offered, trying to look chagrined.
"Evil," Mrs. Williams repeated, standing up. "Pure evil."
Finally freed from our burden, I rolled towards my sweetheart, looked into her eyes, and said, "Hey."
"Hey."
"I need to go find you a ring."
"No - you don't need to .."
"You wanna go with me?"
Her eyes got big and I swear she stared back with such intensity that I thought I was going to cum in my pants.
"Yes."
~~~ Shopping ~~~
Mom and I grabbed cereal, bowls, and spoons - and scarfed down breakfast.
My clothes still had a few minutes left to dry. My MILF-lover filled the down-time with hugs - shared between my fiancé & me - as we stood in front of the laundry.
She apparently, noticed the lump in my robe during the hug.
What can I say? She has that effect on me.
She dropped to her knees, opened my robe, and took my cock into her mouth - wrapping her hands around me to grip my ass-cheeks and hold me in place.
"Mother!" Kasey gasped, "Will you please not suck my husband's cock in front of me?"
My cock left her mouth with a pop.
"First of all, daughter, the poor boy is dangerously close to having blue-balls - I'm just helping maintain marital bliss by assisting you in your duties."
"Duties?!"
".. and, lastly, I've been sucking & fucking this cock for weeks - and now you're going to tell me I'm not allowed."
Although my former teacher - whose robe had opened to show her generous breasts and bare pussy - had stopped sucking my meat, she was - nevertheless - still stroking me - as she argued with her daughter.
As her words got louder, her strokes got stronger. I was getting close to cumming again - really close!
Kasey had raised a finger - looking very much like her mother had in the classroom a time or two - preparing to say something - when I felt my testes fire.
I grabbed her mother's head, drove my cock through her mouth and down her throat, and started spewing my load straight towards her stomach - grunting as each cannon-pulse fired.
When I pulled out, she took hold of my dick one last time, licked the head like a lollipop, and then stood to face her daughter.
"Crisis averted," she said, grinning.
"Honey bear," I cooed, trying to catch Kasey's left hand.
She let me catch her hand but laughed, "No."
"Shnookems?"
"I think not."
"Princess?"
"Definitely not."
"Goddess?"
She looked at her mother - then back at me - and shook her head.
"Cupcake?"
"I don't think so."
"Muffin?"
"No."
"Listen," she said, interrupting my next attempt.
"Yes, Beautiful."
She smiled - and I got a quick peck on the lips.
"Now .. that .." she glanced at her mother, who was dabbing the corner of her mouth, ".. mom has finished her breakfast, we should probably get moving."
Mrs. Williams took my robe and I started getting dressed. The rivet on my jeans was still a little hot - so I kept my thumb in the waistband to prevent it from burning me.
When we were outside, back in the front seat of my car once more, my lovely fiancé snuggled up against me. I turned and kissed her on the nose.
She looked into my eyes - and bit her lip - so I acceded to her request - kissing her tender mouth.
"I love you," I told her.
"I know," she said, curling herself around my arm. "I love you and want you so badly."
"I can sit next to him and protect your virginity, if you need me to," her mother said, chuckling.
"Thanks, mother," she said. "I think you've helped enough today."
Mrs. Williams folded her arms over her ample breasts and pouted like a schoolgirl who'd been told she couldn't have any pudding until she'd eaten her meat.
The image of my former teacher in a plaid skirt and a white button-up shirt had my balls churning again. I started the car before they got us into any more trouble.
We began at the mall - ending up in one of those chain jewelry stores. We were heading back out of that store within seconds.
When the two of us - walking hand-in-hand - saw Carol behind the counter - looking as bitter as always - we stopped in our tracks - and Kasey's mom ran into us.
"Oh! What?! Oh. Hello, Carol."
"Hi, Mrs. Williams!"
Kasey went left and I went right - which had us pulling at each other's grip. Rather than turn back to discuss it, we released our hands - and reconnected once we had safely circumnavigated her mother - and were leaving my ex-girlfriend behind.
I don't know how long Mrs. Williams spent, catching up with the sadistic bitch, but my hot cheerleader and I were headed across the commons area to the next store.
Kasey's mom caught up with us as we arrived - just before my phone buzzed. I looked down to see a text from Carol.
"Seriously?! Nope. Never. Die in a hole. How do I not have you blocked already?"
Kasey squeezed my hand as I instructed my phone to never allow another call or text from Carol to come through again.
We stepped into the store that appeared to be free of former classmates and headed to the glass cases.
Kasey browsed while I tried - discreetly - to check the balance in my checking account.
I could feel the blood drain out of my face as I ran the numbers.
Kasey noticed, of course.
"Hey, we don't have to .."
I took her hands in mine.
"Do you love me?"
"What kind of silly question is that?"
".. and I would tell you the same thing."
She stared at me.
"What would you do for me?" I asked her.
Her forehead wrinkled.
"Is there anything that you would not do for me?"
"You have to wait three more weeks."
"Other than that."
"No."
"Then do you not think that I would do anything to make you happy?"
"You already make me happy. Let's go."
"I'm buying you a ring."
"We'll wait."
"Today."
"I'll find a reasonably priced one," she finally conceded.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Cuz when we see Carol again - which you fucking know is going to happen as soon as we walk out of this store - I want her to shit herself."
Kasey pulled her hands out of mine and wrapped mine in hers.
"As much as I love that idea - and can already imagine the look on the whore's face. That's not a valid reason to spend that much money."
I squatted down, wrapped my arms around her legs - just under her ass - and stood back up - raising her above me - a head taller than everybody else in the showroom.
Loud enough for everyone to hear, I said, "This gorgeous girl has agreed to marry me and I need a ring as beautiful as her."
"That's not a good reason either," she whispered - but she leaned forward and kissed me hard enough that I had to set her down to fix the tent in my pants.
The new laptop was on hold - so were the tires for the car - as well as the other things I'd been saving for - but - after we'd picked the engagement ring and wedding band, even Mrs. Williams was kissing me.
I walked out of the store with both ladies on my arms.
We nearly ran into Carol.
"Hello Carol," Kasey said. "What a pleasant surprise." She extended her hand so that the hag could clearly see the ring.
When Carol looked up at her, she said, "My fiancé has blocked your number. Stay away from us or I'll cut you into so many pieces they'll need a magnifying glass to find them all."
With that, we left the mall and headed back to #24 Mulberry.
I started to pull into the drive but there was an ancient Lincoln Continental parked in "my" place - so I pulled out front - as Kasey cursed under her breath.
"Grandma?" I guessed.
She nodded - pointing to the hag standing on the front steps - next to a man whose sandy hair was starting to gray at the edges.
Kasey led the way towards the house. Her mother trailed behind. I ended up in the middle.
"Hello, Grandma, Grandpa. What's up?"
"Merely stopping by for a visit, sweetheart."
"I, uh, have company right now. We were running errands and just came home to grab a jacket. We're going to go play putt-putt and the forecast said it might rain."
I stopped beside Kasey; her mom was still a half-step behind me.
"We just wanted to chat for a bit, dear. It won't take long."
"We can talk here, if you'd like."
"Who's this?"
"This is Reggie. My fiancé."
"Fiancé? You'd need a ring for that, wouldn't you though?"
Kasey held out her hand.
"My, my! I'll bet that came with a hefty set of payments!"
"Not that it's really any of your business but he paid cash. What do you need, grandma?"
"Well! That's not a very nice way .."
I stepped in front of Kasey.
"Kasey and I will be married three weeks from today. We're going to play putt-putt and talk some more about arrangements. If your matters are more urgent than that, this might be a good time to spit them out. Otherwise, they can probably wait until after the wedding."
I looked from the woman to her mate - to see him staring at me.
"Since Kasey's father is no longer here, would you be willing to give her away?" I asked him.
"Harold!"
He looked at her with more backbone than I expected, but said nothing.
"Fine!" the woman spat at Kasey.
Turning to leave, she muttered, "I wasn't even invited to the last wedding."
"That's not true," my former Science teacher whispered behind me.
"What?!" the hag turned to confront her.
I stepped between them.
"From what I understand, you chose not to participate in the last wedding. It would not hurt my feelings in the least if you boycotted this one as well. That, however, is your decision."
"Well! I never!"
I looked at her and smiled - waiting for her to remember what I'd said the last time she spewed that vitriol at me.
She stomped off to the car, waiting for her husband to open the door for her.
Only after the car was down the road and out of sight did the two loveliest women in my life break into tears and snuggle into my arms.
"I'm sorry if I overstepped," I apologized - mostly to Kasey - but to her mom as well.
Her crying lessened and she sniffled, "No. It was fine - better than fine, actually - and I never even thought about Grandpa Williams taking daddy's place."
She started sobbing again.
When they were down to mild hyperventilation - their bodies recovering from the intense crying - I said, "I need to ask you something."
"What?" Kasey asked.
"Can we go to the zoo?"
"Cuddly animals will take my mind off of Grandma Williams?" she asked, stray tears still dampening her cheeks.
"Well, that - and - I should probably tell mom that I'm getting married."
~~~ Feeding Time ~~~
At the ticket-area, I stepped up to the window of the cashier that I knew.
"Hey, Linda!"
"Hey, Reggie!"
"Can I get two staff visitor passes?"
"Um? Okay?"
I grabbed Kasey's hand and held the ring up for her to see.
"I proposed to Kasey and I kind of need to go tell mom before somebody else does."
"Holy, shit! Aw, sweetie! That's awesome!" she said to Kasey.
Looking at me she said, "You too, Reg."
I laughed, "Thanks."
"When's the wedding?"
"Three weeks."
"Shit! She's not .."
"No," I laughed. "We .."
"I mean .. I don't think your mom would .. Oh, listen to me! Let me get you those passes!"
She printed out two passes and gave them to me. I handed them over to Kasey and her mom.
"Your mom works here?" Kasey asked, as we headed inside.
"She's the nutritionist."
"Aw, cool."
Mrs. Williams asked, "You know where to find her?"
"This time of day, she should be feeding the little furballs in the children's section. Prepare for cuteness-overload!"
They both laughed.
Mom was up to her elbows in bunnies, gerbils, and hedgehogs.
As soon as she saw me, she handed me a bottle and a small spikey mammal.
"Reggie! What are you doing here?"
"Mom, this is Kasey Williams - and her mom. Mrs. Williams was my .."
".. favorite teacher!" mom finished.
Mrs. Williams looked over at me and grinned.
"Yes," I admitted.
"I think he had a crush on you, dear," mom confided to her, handing her a small mammal to feed.
I started turning pink.
"Kasey .." mom said, thinking to herself.
"Mom .." I warned.
"I probably shouldn't tell you this but Reggie has wanted to ask you out for most of his life."
"Mom!"
"What?!" she asked me, handing Kasey a tiny bunny and a dropper filled with milk.
"Why are you handing them animals?"
"They have staff tags on, don't they?"
"Well, yes, because I asked for them so I could tell you something .."
"Tell me what, dear?"
"I bought Kasey something and I wanted her to show you."
"That's lovely, baby. Oh! Are you dating? You wouldn't buy something for a girl you weren't dating, would you? .. and Mrs. Williams is here .."
Kasey held out her hand.
"Oh!"
She put down her latest patient and lightly clasped Kasey's fingers, politely oo'ing and aw'ing over the ring.
"Oh! My! Reggie?!"
"I asked Kasey to marry me."
"That's .. that's lovely, dear."
She wrapped Kasey (and the bunny) in a hug, "Oh! Sweetheart! Is he behaving?"
Kasey cast a sideways glance to her mother.
"Mrs. Williams! Has my son gotten your daughter into .."
"What?! No! No!" the teacher stammered.
She put down the animal mom had given her and wrapped my mom - and her daughter in a hug.
"He is .. has always been mischievous .. and my daughter and I like to give him a hard time back .. You asked if he was behaving and - well - she's having a bit of fun - making the boy squirm a little - is all."
"Ah! Yes. He is ornery. Came by that, honestly, from both me and his father, I think."
The hugs had ended and mom was looking for her hungry escapee, "So, when is the wedding."
"Three weeks," I said.
"Reggie! You didn't ..!?"
"Mom."
She stopped gasping and looked at me.
"Kasey and I have had some very serious conversations - and we've done a little heavy petting - but we're waiting until we're married to go any further. We just both feel like we've found the right person and there's not really any reason to wait."
Mom looked at Kasey.
"I made a spreadsheet - a very thorough spreadsheet. Reggie scored the highest. We've gone out a few times. I think he's the one."
"A spreadsheet?"
She looked at Mrs. Williams.
"How very empirical! I love it! .. and Reggie scored the highest? What were the criteria? Oh! That's probably too sensitive .."
Kasey held up fingers as she counted off her top benchmarks.
"He's never cheated on a girlfriend and - even when the girl turned on him - he never said anything bad. He's a planner. He's thorough. He's clean. He's playful.."
"Playful is a nice way of saying it. That's enough, dear. I'm so happy for you! Three weeks! Wow! Where?"
"I don't know .. we haven't really .." Kasey staid.
"I wanted to tell you first thing," I interrupted. "I just bought the ring like an hour ago."
"Oh! Sweetie! That's so thoughtful. Thanks for coming."
She gave me a hug and then looked up at my old teacher again.
"I assume you approve, then?"
"I like Reggie a lot. He's everything my daughter said and more. He's been a breath of fresh air in the house. He's very helpful."
"Really?" mom asked.
"Oh, yes, well .. um .. some .. uh .. things hadn't .. uh .. been taken care of since .. uh .. since my husband passed .."
"Oh! That's right! I'm so sorry!"
"Reggie's been helping me .. uh .. us!"
Kasey grinned evilly and jumped in.
"Yeah, he's been helping mom clear out some cobwebs and get the plumbing working again."
"Plumbing? Reggie, I didn't know you knew anything about plumbing.."
"I .. uh .. it was just a clogged pipe."
Kasey chock-laughed, tears welling up in her eyes.
Her mother hit her on the back - making it look like she was trying to help her daughter clear a pipe of her own ..
Through her tears, Kasey said, ".. and I heard them polishing stuff in the kitchen the other day."
She snort-laughed, and continued. "I know mom was inspecting one of the knobs when they were done - to make sure .."
She laugh-cried. ".. to make sure .."
"Will you stop?" her mother asked her.
".. to make sure it was clean," Kasey finally finished, laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.
Mom looked at her - confused by the chortles - and snorts - and tears - but smiling in consolation for the poor girl who seemed to have lost her mind. These two kids were probably driving Mrs. Williams crazy!
"Three weeks? Hmm. Wedding locations? You know, they've got a pretty gazebo over by the flamingos that some people use for pictures. I think I might have seen a small wedding party over there before .."
I looked at Kasey - who was still drying her tears with the sleeves of her T-shirt. She shrugged and half-nodded.
"We'll think about that. Do you think we could get a church that soon - or are we going to have to do it outside?"
"It's June, honey. It's not that hot yet. Outdoor weddings are beautiful."
She looked at Kasey.
"Sorry, hun. I didn't mean to start .."
"No. I appreciate your input. I've always imagined I'd get married in a church - because mom didn't - but it wouldn't be required."
"I can call Pastor John," mom suggested. "He'll probably want to do a couple counseling sessions though."
I nudged Kasey, "Maybe he can counsel Grandma Williams.."
She smirked and shook her head no.
"That'd be terrific, Mrs. Mitchell," she said. "Just let Reggie know what you find out."
"I will, dear. Oh! I can't believe I'm finally going to have a little girl"
She wrapped Kasey in a hug and then started collecting up the mostly-fed animals that she'd handed to everyone.
"You two did well! You can stop by and help anytime!"
"Thanks, Mrs. Mitchell," Kasey said, smiling.
"Please call me Maggie, honey," mom told her.
"I .. uh .. Can I call you mom instead?"
Mom wrapped her in another hug, "That would be lovely, dear-heart."
As we got ready to leave, I told mom, "Benny Franks said to tell you 'hi'."
"You took Kasey there?"
She looked over to my fiancé - who nodded.
"What did you think?"
"It was amazing!"
"I know. I've been trying to go vegan but then I get a craving for one of Benny's monsters - and - well, that's that."
She turned to me.
"Cindy have a boyfriend yet?"
"Mom!"
Kasey chimed in, "I'm working on that - as well as a girlfriend for Nick."
"Ah, yes! What a sweetie. Good girl!"
The animal nutritionist fist-bumped the cheerleader - and then turned to give the science teacher a hug.
"If Reggie misbehaves .."
"I'll use my teacher voice - and send him to the principal's office for detention."
Mom pulled back to look at my mother-in-law-lover.
"You are so beautiful. Your daughter is gorgeous - and smart! I do hope Reggie is treating both of you like queens."
Mrs. Williams hugged her again.
"I truly cannot tell you how helpful Reggie has been."
"Good. Good."
Turning to me, she said, "You need to listen to this woman and do everything she tells you."
I pulled her into a hug, "I'm trying."
"Some days, you are very trying."
"Mom!"
"Go! I'll call Pastor John over my lunch-hour and let you know what he says."
"Thanks, mom!"
".. and I mean it," she said, looking at the two women I loved, "you can come visit me here, anytime. Keep the passes. Nobody ever checks the dates anyway."
"Thanks, Mrs. Mitchell," Kasey said, waving, as we headed for the exit.
No sooner had we gotten outside than Mrs. Williams delivered a healthy swat to her daughter's ass.
Kasey laughed hysterically and took off running down the path.
When she let us catch up, I took her hand and walked on her left. Her mom grabbed my other hand and the three of us walked side-by-side.
I took them past the gazebo on the way out - so they could see it - and the area around it.
Honestly, I was a little worried about what the animals would do with several people in the area. The peacocks were only mildly irritating most of the time - but the ducks and the geese could be downright cantankerous.
Kasey seemed to agree with my assessment - so we decided to see what Pastor John said.
It was close enough to lunchtime that I drove us to one of my favorite food trucks - at the edge of the park.
Mrs. Williams argued that since I'd spent most of my life-savings buying jewelry earlier in the day, she would be paying for lunch.
My chicken tacos were fabulous. The ladies seemed to be pretty happy with their choices as well.
We each picked a flavor of Jarritos to go with our food. After Mrs. Williams had taken a couple sips of her grapefruit one, I asked her for the bottle.
I took it back to the truck and paid the man to add a half-shot of tequila to it. On the way back, I sloshed it around gently to mix it up.
"Try it now," I told her, handing it back.
"Oh! Shit!" she gasped after a drink.
"What'd you do?" Kasey asked.
"I turned it into an energy drink," I laughed.
"Energy drink, my ass!" my MILF-lover giggled. "He turned it into a margarita!"
She threw her arms around me and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could taste the alcohol. It must've been pretty strong.
I looked over at the guy in the taco truck. He was giving me a thumbs-up. I laughed and waved.
"You want one?" I asked Kasey, confident that I could get her one without any trouble.
She thought about it for a minute and said, "I'd better not. As good as mom's feeling, I'd probably forget my promise about waiting three weeks."
"OH!" I said, jumping up. "I'll be right back!"
She laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me back down, onto the grass, for a hug & a kiss.
When we arrived back home, I got out and opened the car door for the ladies, intending to say my "good byes" and be on my way - several hours later than I normally left.
Mrs. Williams was a little handsy, however, from the buzz of the alcohol, and it was all Kasey could do to keep her from groping me in the driveway - for all of the neighbors to see. She herded her mother and me inside the house.
The trail of clothing led from the front door to the couch - where my hot-ass, former Science teacher lay, sprawled - her arms, breasts, knees, and labia spread wide.
"Reggie! I need you," she cooed. "I've got a pipe for you to unclog with your eel."
She giggled.
I looked at her daughter.
"My bed. Naked."
I raised my eyebrows.
"I'm going to get some kisses - and play with your nipples - while mom fucks herself silly on your willy - if she can find the damned thing."
"I'm not drunk," her mother argued, already getting up to make her way to the designated fucking-zone.
For the next half-hour, I was in fucking heaven - literally.
I laid on my back - with my cock buried in my future mother-in-law - and my tongue in the mouth of my future-wife.
Kasey made out with me - caressing my face, gripping my ears, teasing my nipples, and running her fingers through my pubic hair - while her mother fucked the loving shit out of me.
She may not have been drunk - but her senses were dulled enough that her climaxes were slower coming - and I was struggling to keep from nutting in her before she even got her first orgasm.
Occasionally, her face would intrude - and fight with her daughter to give me kisses. I've gotta tell you that Kasey's kisses were already damned-near lethal - but having the two of them fight over my mouth. Fuck! .. and the kisses were nut-wrenching!
I struggled to figure out what to do with my hands. I wanted to run my fingers through Kasey's hair - pulling her mouth tighter onto my own - and - palm her mother's gorgeous breasts.
I ended up just leaving my left hand to wonder across Mrs. Williams' body - pinching, pulling, and caressing every part I could reach.
My right hand held my fiancé to my face.
I wanted to be fucking her right now - not that her mother was (without a doubt) the best fuck I'd ever had in my life - but I was ready to be with Kasey - to make her mine - to worship her.
I could tell the tipsy teacher was finally getting close and thumbed her clit - drawing little circles.
Her body started trembling.
She tried to pull my hands to her hips but I kept the one on Kasey.
My lovely bride-to-be teased my tongue with her own - and pinched my right nipple hard.
My left hand grabbed my lover's hip and the sounds of our slippery sexes slapping together filled the room.
My cheerleader girlfriend kissed me hard, taking away my breath, and my brain imploded - and I started fountaining mushroom-nectar into the sexiest academic in the world - her mother.
I think I might have blacked out.
When I came to again, my lap was wet from my lover's discharge - and Kasey was holding my face in her hand - lifting my eyelids to look at my pupils.
She laughed and said, "You back?"
Beside me, her sexy-ass mother cuddled against my body.
"What'd I miss?" I asked.
"Mom, riding you to a second orgasm - which she sprayed all over you - while cussing like a sailor."
"So," I said, groggily, "the usual?"
She laughed, "Yeah. The usual."
She gave me a kiss and climbed on top of me.
I looked down. She was still clothed.
"You're gonna be a sticky mess.."
"Oh, she got me, you, and half the room. She should be good for an hour or two at least."
I laughed - still a little sleepy.
Kasey wrapped her arms around me and gave me some kisses that had my head buzzing - well - actually - both heads.
"That's probably not a good idea," I warned.
"Really? You gonna pop that bitch back up and fuck my holes."
"Oh, baby, you're playing with fire!"
"Fine," she complained, giving me one more unholy kiss and climbing off.
She held out her hand and helped me to my feet.
"Shower?" she asked.
"Together?" I clarified.
"She bit her lower lip."
I wrapped her face in my hands and kissed that lip - and again.
"You said I couldn't see .."
"I'm keeping my clothes on," she stated.
"Kinky," I laughed. "I think you're still playing with fire, here."
"Risk it for a biscuit .."
"Mmm. I'll bet your biscuit is mouth-watering .."
"C'mon, stud. Let's get you cleaned up - so you can go home and figure out where you're taking me Friday night."
"I have to wait another whole week to see you?"
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder," she said, grinning evilly.
"Absence fills my trashcan with sticky tissues," I replied.
"You kept that picture?"
"Of course - although I'm getting pretty good at just picturing your tight pussy in my head."
"You haven't seen my pussy," she accused.
"It's tight - I know it is - and it tastes like honey."
She pulled me into the shower and turned on the water.
I watched as the cascading spray wetted her entire body - her hair - her shirt - her shorts.
I've always been turned on by girls with wet hair. I'm not sure what it is - but it's so hot - and this girl was smoking before she was wet.
I met her under the steaming jet and made love to her mouth with my own.
This girl - this woman - this bride - my heart .. I was lost.
"Reggie!"
"What?"
"I lost you again, silly. Stop doing that."
"I was just thinking about you - about how beautiful you are - about how much I love you - about how we're going to be married."
"You're such a dweeb. You're right. This was a bad idea. Stand still while I clean your ass up."
My wet, sexy, bride-to-be scrubbed me all over. She was a little naughty on my ass crack - but she was almost clinical on my dick & nuts - I think she was worried she'd start something.
Honestly? I was already rock-hard from just looking at her.
"Out. You're done."
I tried the puppy-dog eyes.
She pulled me out of the shower and started toweling me off. I let her.
When she was done, she led me to the bedroom - her bedroom - where her mother was snoring on the bed - still covered in fluids that were some of hers - and some of mine.
~~~ Good-Byes ~~~
We got downstairs and out the door before my phone chimed with a text from mom, saying that Pastor John would marry us, at the church, in three weeks, if we met him for an hour - each of the next two Saturdays - at 10 o'clock in the morning.
I showed the text to Kasey and she nodded.
"Should we go ahead and set the time for the wedding? Two o'clock or ten?
"Two. Mom will want breakfast one last time before she has to start sharing you."
I replied to mom's text - to tell her the plan.
"Do you need to see the church?" I asked.
"It'll be fine. It'll just be family."
"I'll ask Nick to stand up with me."
"I'll call my cousin - and Cindy."
"I guess I need another guy."
"Let me think about that. I may have another cousin that would fit Cindy."
I raised an eyebrow at her.
She kissed me.
"Start planning for Friday night," she said, hugging me. "Then you can sleep over, give mom her breakfast, and we'll go visit with the minister."
She groped my half-hard cock and gave me another kiss.
A familiar Lincoln Continental cruised by and she waved at her grandparent's car, pulling me into a hug.
"Looks like you're going to get that visit, after all," I said.
"We'll see," Kasey replied. "I think she's just spying."
"Do you need me to stay?"
"No. Go plan our date."
"How about an escape room?"
"Hmm."
"I'll bring Nick and another guy. You bring your cousin and Cindy. Should we invite the moms?"
"Yes on everybody else; no on the moms. Let's get the wedding party together and see how they gel. I like that."
I gave her a quick peck.
"I cannot wait to give myself to you," I told her.
"I thought that was supposed to be my line," she laughed, wrinkling an eyebrow at me.
She gave me another kiss and opened the car door.
"Trying to get rid of me already?"
"I'm sure my mother will be waking up soon - and she'll find some reason for you to stick around," she said, smirking.
I gave her one last kiss and hopped in.
She waved as I headed down the street.
I left their subdivision and got two blocks away before being pulled over by a squad car.
"What seems to be the trouble, officer?" I asked.
I had already removed my seatbelt, gotten out of the car, closed the door, and leaned up against the side.
"We got a tip that an impaired driver was operating this vehicle."
"Really?" I said, seeing a Lincoln Continental approaching a few blocks away over his shoulder.
"Can I search your car?"
"No need to, officer."
"Why's that, son?" he asked.
"I'm pretty sure you can smell my breath - and you've already seen me driving - and you're listening to me talk - all with no signs of inebriation .."
"And?"
".. and .. I happen to be able to tell you who called that tip in. She's in the white Lincoln Continental that's approaching from the east."
Stepping two paces back, he glanced to his right and then back to me - checking to see if I had moved.
At this point, Mrs. Williams, who was driving the car, alone, was half a block away.
I checked behind me - and - seeing no other traffic - stood in the middle of the road.
She tried to go around me and I moved to block her. She finally stopped.
I whipped open the passenger door and said, "This nice police officer wants to know why you filed a bogus report."
"I did no such thing!"
"Bullshit! You couldn't get me to stay away from Kasey and now you're wasting the police's time by calling in false information. You know you can go to jail for that shit, right?"
"What?"
"Ma'am?" the officer said, leaning down to look at the bitter bitch.
"He's lying! I didn't call you."
The officer looked back and forth between the two of us.
"Tell him how you know me," I said.
"Why?"
"Tell him."
"This boy has been bothering my granddaughter."
"We're engaged to be married," I told him. "This woman doesn't like me. Earlier this week, she ordered a pizza from the place I work - as an excuse to drag me to her house - and then tried to claim she didn't order the pie - just like she's claiming she didn't call you."
"I didn't."
"Earlier, you said you needed to talk to Kasey. You just drove by when I was telling her good-bye. If you need to talk to her so badly, why aren't you there - instead of prowling past this completely random traffic-stop - to see if the tip you called in would get me into trouble."
"It wasn't me!"
The officer stepped forward and motioned for me to scoot back.
I walked over to my car and leaned against it once more.
"Ma'am. Dispatch gave me your address. Do you have an excuse for why you're here? You don't live anywhere near this location."
"I was going to see my granddaughter."
"To talk to her?"
"Yes."
"Is she home right now?"
"I don't .."
She looked over at me.
"I don't know."
"I am going to suggest, Mrs. Williams, that you find someplace else to be," he told her. ".. and that you stay away from this young man. If your granddaughter has concerns, she can call the office anytime."
".. but"
"Ma'am. This is the last time I'm going to make a suggestion. After that .. well .. things will happen that will require paperwork .. and .. uh .. ma'am?"
"Yes?"
"I hate paperwork."
"Yes. Yes. Okay. I'm going home. Have a nice day."
"You too, ma'am."
He closed the door.
She pulled away.
"I'm really sorry you got tied up in this," I told him.
He started laughing.
"What?"
"That was gonna be my line."
"I'm marrying into this family. I chose this fight. You were just trying to get through your shift."
"Ain't that the truth .." he sighed.
He pulled out a business card and handed it to me.
"I'm going to scribble some notes into a report. I certainly hope that I never have to hear from you again but - if you need anything - please call."
I nodded.
"If you need, say, a coroner .." he said, smiling slyly. ".. under no circumstances should you call me."
"If," I promised him, "I'm around when the old biddy keels over, I will have multiple witnesses to testify that I was in no way involved."
He laughed again.
"What?" I asked, chuckling in spite of myself.
"That just means there's more than one person to be investigated."
I held out my hand, "Thanks. Sorry."
He took it, and said, "Good luck, kid. She seems like a handful."
"As you can see, I'm not scared to call her bluff. She may have my future wife and my mother-in-law shaking in their boots but I've only known her for a couple weeks and I guarantee you I'm not putting up with her shit. I'll pack them up and move them out of state."
"That might be a plan worth looking into, son."
"The wedding's in three weeks, surely, we can make it that long .."
"She gonna be there?"
"She's kind of invited - her husband's giving their granddaughter away."
"Call me. I'll stop by."
"You don't have to .."
"It'll probably save a 9-1-1 call. Just text me the location and the time - and your name."
"Alright, thanks."
"No problem. Stay safe, kid."
"Thank you, sir."
He got into his car and pulled away.
I got into mine, put my Bluetooth earpiece in, and called Kasey - telling her the whole story as I headed home.
~~~ Wedding Planning ~~~
Pastor John caught me after the service to let me know that we'd be meeting in his office Saturday at 10 o'clock - the next two weeks - and that he'd penciled us in the church calendar for a 7 o'clock Friday rehearsal and a 2 o'clock wedding on Saturday, the week after that.
I texted Kasey and told her. She said she hadn't thought about the rehearsal either.
Once I was home, I decided it was time to call dad.
"Hey, Dad."
"Hey, Squirt."
"Did mom tell you I'm getting married?"
He laughed, "Yeah."
"Sorry. I should've called you sooner."
"Sounds like you've been busy. You've been dating what, like two weeks?"
"It seems like longer but, yeah, I guess."
"Mom said you seem to mesh well. That's good. Find a girl who makes you a better person."
I thought about that for a second.
"Kasey's smart - and goal-oriented - she'll probably have me working my ass off."
"That's good. I'll try to make it to the wedding. I need to talk to my dispatcher and see if I can get that weekend free. Call Grandma Mitchell. She'll want to be there."
"Alright. You doing okay?"
"Horns and brake lights - like always. Heading into construction. Gotta go. Love you."
"Love you too."
I decided I might as well get this done before I got busy and forgot.
"Hey, gma."
"Reggie! What's my favorite grandson up to? You coming to play Uno soon?"
"I'm getting married, grandma - two weeks from Saturday."
"Married?! Gosh almighty. Are you even 18 yet?"
"You sent me a birthday card with $18 in it, grandma."
"I know. I know. So young! Is she pretty?"
"Yes."
"Is she smart?"
"Yes, grandma."
"Is she a good kisser?"
"Grandma!"
"Can you bring her for a visit? I'll make cookies and we can play Uno."
"I'll ask her, grandma. Hang on."
I texted Kasey, "Dad's mom wants us to come over. When's good?"
She replied, "Today works."
"How about this afternoon?" I asked my grandmother.
"Does she like meatloaf? I've got one in the crockpot as we speak. I was going to have some for dinner and freeze the leftovers - but I'd rather share. Bring her for dinner."
I texted Kasey, "Dinner (meatloaf and mashed potatoes) + cookie baking + Uno?"
"Sure!"
"5 o'clock?" I asked Grandma.
"That'll be perfect, dear. I'll boil some potatoes too, then. You like lots of butter, right?"
"Yes! Thanks, Grandma. See you in a while."
"Love you, Reggie."
"Love you, Grandma."
I texted Kase, "I'll pick you up at 4:15."
"I'll be ready. Casual?"
"I don't know. I always just wear a shirt and shorts."
"Love you."
"Thanks for doing this."
"Don't be silly, silly. She sounds wonderful."
A few hours later, I pulled into the driveway of #24 and waited.
In seconds, Kasey came bounding out and jumped in - sliding over next to me to snuggle close.
"Oh! Mom said to show you this .."
She unlocked her phone to flash me a picture of her mom's gorgeous globes - spectacularly naked - of course.
"She didn't want to text - in case Grandma Williams is checking our phones somehow.."
"Tell her I think I see a cobweb or two but, otherwise, it looks okay."
Kasey cackled and texted her mom - and then deleted the picture.
She howled even louder when her mom texted back - but she wouldn't show me what she'd said.
I pulled up to grandma's five minutes early and Kasey slid out with me, gave me a hug & kiss, and held my hand as we walked to the door.
Grandma already had it open for us.
"Reggie! You didn't tell me she was beautiful!"
"I said she was pretty, when you asked."
"Dear, she's not pretty - she's gorgeous!"
Turning to Kasey, opening her arms for a hug, she said, "Welcome, dear."
"Hello, Mrs. Mitchell. It's nice to meet you."
"Fa! You call me 'Grandma' or I'll find a switch - and use it on this no good husband of yours."
Kasey laughed, "Okay, Grandma."
Grandma leaned in, conspiratorially, and admitted, "I'm all bark, dear. I never even used a switch on his father. He turned out okay - except that he never comes to visit."
Kasey giggled.
Wrapping an arm around my fiancé, she steered her to the kitchen - where she had the four-person table set for three.
We all ate more than we should have - and then we baked chocolate chip cookies - two whole trays!
We played Uno - while spoiling ourselves on ice-cold milk - and cookies that were still warm enough to fold over like Salvador Dali clocks.
I lost every game. Grandma and Kasey were pretty competitive; I just played for fun.
Most of the night was filled with questions, advice, and happy stories - but there was about fifteen minutes where my bride-to-be laughed so hard that she'd fallen off of her chair and laid on the kitchen floor - holding her sides.
When Grandma found out who Kasey's grandmother was - and we'd told her a couple stories - Grandma Mitchell informed us that Kasey's grandmother had been a bitter hag since birth and that - "If she hadn't spent half of her time in high school - trying to shove larger and larger items up her twat - she probably could've found a better husband than Harold Williams - who had a fondness for trying to get girls to let him fuck them in the ass with his donkey dick."
After letting that slip, Grandma had blushed, crimson, and refused to talk about either of them anymore - so we'd gone back to playing Uno and enjoying her treats & company.
By the time we headed home, Grandma had given us a sheet of paper with all of the names we'd come up with for the invitation list, a dozen sandwich-sized Ziplocs - with four cookies each - to be handed out like Christmas gifts - and all the kisses & hugs we could handle.
Kasey was enamored with Grandma - and my dad's mom seemed to be pretty darned happy with my choice of marriage partners.
She assured us she wouldn't miss the wedding for the world.
Back at #24, I walked my fiancé to the door - where my mother-in-law mewled until I leaned inside the doorway, gave her kisses - and briefly groped her cleavage - before kissing my bride-to-be good-night.
Kasey texted me a picture of the invite-list as I drove home. I had more people to call or text than I had expected. For a ceremony with just family, this was turning into more than I'd bargained for.
Monday morning, I started through my list - beginning with Nick & Paul.
Paul was a PC nerd who'd been one of the few to act like he'd enjoyed working the concession stand when the Computer Club had to take a turn. I thought he might be a good fit for Cindy. He was geeky - but practical and down-to-earth.
Several hours later, my list was done - once I'd finished answering the phone calls and texts that resulted from sending, "Hey! I'm getting married two weeks from Saturday."
I dumped out my pants pockets - to do laundry - and found the police officer's business card. I sent him the location and time for the wedding, along with my name.
Ten minutes later, he replied, "Just to let you know, the computer recorded the caller-ID of your antagonistic in-law's cellphone for that tip the other day. I added a note to my report."
~~~ Escape ~~~
On Friday night, I picked up Paul & Nick - and met the girls at The Great Escape.
After introductions - where I got to meet Kasey's cousin, Natalie, for the first time - we headed inside to pick which room we wanted to do.
Overall, we did pretty well - only needing a couple hints from the Game Master. Everybody contributed in some way and we escaped the room with three minutes to spare.
It was still pretty early but we were ready to eat - and tried to settle on a place to go.
Cindy didn't want to go to her workplace on her one night off - so Benny's was out.
We were having trouble picking something everybody could agree on. Finally, they decided they wanted pizzas - but nothing with a dining room was open.
Nick offered his place - so we headed there. On the way, I called Pop's and ordered the pies - giving them his address.
Like the classic geek - Nick lived in his mom's basement - but - that's where the cliché ended. He had a full apartment - with a complete kitchen - and he was busy turning half of the basement into a theatre - with lounge-chair seating.
Natalie took one look at his setup and ran back out to Kasey's car to grab her equipment. She helps her dad with audio & video systems and - since Kasey had picked her up straight from work - she had all of her gear.
She set up a tripod - with a 360 camera - and sent a picture-scan thing to her tablet. She punched a few buttons and it told her where to reposition the seating to - and how to set up the speakers - to get the audio & video perfect.
I think I saw Nick drooling. He might even have been looking at Natalie at the time.
Cindy & Paul were tasked with making popcorn - while Kasey & I ran to get more drinks. We caught the delivery guy as he pulled up.
Natalie & Nick were lost in some anime discussion so I grabbed an old Monty Python's Flying Circus and threw it in the player.
Everyone was so busy talking that I'm not sure any of us even watched the recording.
A couple hours later, we said our good-byes to Nick - and headed out the door. Both of the guys had phone numbers for the girls we'd picked for them - so I thought it went pretty well.
I dropped Paul off and stopped by my house to grab my overnight bag - before heading to #24 Mulberry - where I pulled in just as Kasey was getting out of her car.
Expecting her mother to pounce on me as soon as we were inside, I stepped up, took her in my arms, and spent a little time, showing her how much I loved her.
After a lengthy, steamy lip-lock, I glanced out of the corner of my eye to spy her mother, standing in the doorway, tapping her foot impatiently.
Kasey saw my glance, looked over, laughed - and pulled me in for another breath-stealer.
"Please .." I heard Mrs. Williams imploring.
Kasey pulled my face to hers - and waited for me to look into her eyes. She whispered, "I almost gave in last week. I loved it - but my self-control is slipping. I need to be careful."
She kissed me but kept my face in her hands.
"I'm going to bed. Help mother with the cobwebs and I'll see you in the morning."
She kissed me, once more, and took my hand, escorting me into the house - and the waiting arms of her nude matron.
Without another word, the bare, naked lady of the house grabbed my hand and dragged me up the stairs and into her bedroom.
She took me to the foot of the bed, pulled my pants and underwear to my knees, shoved me backwards, and climbed on top of me to skewer herself with my rigid rod.
She grabbed my hands, pulled them to her marvelous mounds, and held them there - as she fucked my meat in & out of her perfectly-pink pussy.
I fondled her breasts and enjoyed her ministrations - waiting for her to get her first orgasm - which was, obviously, preventing clarity of thought.
She had been in a hurry before - but this was the first time I'd had sex while being nearly fully clothed - not that it wasn't good - and not that my lover wasn't one of the most beautiful women in the world - but I wanted to be a little more actively involved.
Soon enough, she was moaning - and getting louder - and I knew she was close.
She trembled & shuddered - and collapsed forward, onto me, to grab my face and shower me with kisses.
"I've missed you," she said.
"I could tell," I laughed, reaching down to fondle her ass.
"Mmm," she moaned. "I like that."
"Me too," I said - giving her a kiss on her perfect mouth - which turned into a Pokémon-sized collection of kisses.
"You better now?" I asked her.
"A little. Can you get undressed and hold me like this? I need to feel you."
She rolled to my left and crawled across the bed to lay her head on the pillows - watching me strip.
There was no primal urgency in her gaze - but I could tell she was restless.
Naked as the day I was born, I walked to the side of the bed.
She pulled back the covers.
Once I was in place, she climbed into my arms, laying sideways on top of me, and pulled the sheet & blanket over us.
I wrapped my arms around her and nuzzled her neck.
"Reggie?"
"Yes, beautiful."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
The words came without hesitation.
"Is this going to work?" she asked me.
"I think so."
"I'm scared," she admitted.
"That Kasey will want me for herself?"
"Yes."
"It's a risk. However - your daughter is highly logical - and almost painfully hard-headed about keeping promises."
"She did promise.."
I nodded - and kissed her neck - and nibbled the bottom of her ear - just where it met her neck.
"Did you really have a crush on me?"
"You caught that, huh?"
"Yes."
She finally smiled. I had begun to get worried.
"Every straight male who sees you stops to look a second time. Any who ask you to repeat what you said are doing so because they got so brain-bashed by your gorgeous face & body that they've lost track of what you were saying."
She smiled and I continued.
"Kimberly-Clark's best-selling brand is Kleenex - just from all of the guys who buy boxes & boxes to replace the ones they used to clean themselves up after jerking off to the image of you they've held in their minds for hours - if not days."
"You're such a suck-ass."
"Didn't Kasey say Principal Douche-Bag was sending you flowers? Hell. I swore he was gay."
"Yes."
".. and Old Man Jenkins ran to the janitor-closet to beat his meat every time he saw you in the hallway."
"That's a little hard to believe."
"Ask anybody .. or check the graffiti in the boys' restroom .."
She turned her head to look at me, finally deciding to give up the argument. She gave me a kiss and turned her head back to let me nibble her ear some more.
"If I tell you something," she asked, "do you promise not to tell anyone."
"Even Kasey?"
"She already knows."
"I promise."
"I've had dirty thoughts about students before .."
"Oh?"
"I'll just say that I was very happy when your name sorted to the top of Kasey's spreadsheet."
"I'm .. uh .. wow."
She turned her body sideways to face me. Her ample breasts rubbed against my chest. It wasn't the friction of our bodies touching that threatened to make my heart melt - but it didn't hurt.
She pulled her knees up a little - bumping them against my ribs - and tucked her feet into my sides - just above my hips. Her feverish sex was pressed against my pubes. My achingly-hard cock was bumping against her labia as she hunched her quim against my body - lightly stroking herself along the top of my rod.
She eased her hips up and I felt the tender lips of her pussy cuddle the ridge of my distended cock-head.
She stopped - and then slid back down again - to rest herself on my body.
I wanted to grab her hips and pound my cock into her tight channel - but she was still hugging my upper-body - so I kept holding her.
Again, she raised up - and again she teased me - and came back down to rest her twat against me.
Once more, she repeated it.
After the fourth time, I cleared my throat to ask her what she was doing.
"Am I driving you crazy?" she asked.
"You know you are."
She did it again - pausing at the top - to make me think she might relent - and plunge my raging meat inside of her fuck-hole.
"Poor, poor, Reggie," she said - brushing her quim down my length once more - resting her pussy against the front of my pelvis.
I started to move my arms but she said, "No!" - and then bit down on the edge of my jaw.
This time, when she raised up, she lifted her pussy high enough for the head of my cock to nudge against her slippery entrance.
I prayed for deliverance.
She hunched her pelvis forward and slowly plowed my aching cock into her tight wetness.
My arms were locked around her, holding on for dear life, and I heard myself whimper at the glorious relief of finally having her blessed friction stimulating every surface of my painful hard-on.
Slowly, her experienced, powerful pussy claimed my manhood.
When I was fully seated inside of her glory - and her taint brushed my testicles - the levy broke.
I whimpered again - as my penis started blasting jet after jet of cock-sauce into my mother-in-law.
She held still until the final drop had left my body - searching for her egg.
She released her bite - but trapped my lips in a soul-sucking kiss.
She held me, captive, as she slowly raised and lowered her hips.
Every stroke - in & out - wrung up and down my meat - squeezing it - milking it - searching for one last drop of my seed.
Her breathing was heavier.
I had cum so hard that I felt empty - but still her body wanted more.
I felt my sticky spunk - inside of her - trying to escape - as she slowly fucked herself on my delirious dick - moaning louder and louder with each stroke.
She ground her sexy slit up & down on my penis a dozen times - her arms gripping my body tighter and tighter - and her breath growing ragged.
Finally, she stopped kissing me - and laid her head, sideways, on my chest.
She hunched her pussy onto my stiff rod one last time - and her body tensed - and then started shaking.
I kissed the top of her head and held her tightly as she came - hard - her pussy squirting a little at the end.