~~~ Saturday ~~~
I woke up, again, in a cozy bed that was not my own. The room was, once more, bathed in sparkling sunlight. When I opened my eyes, however, it wasn't my former Science teacher looking at me - but her gorgeous daughter. She smiled.
"Hey," I said, smiling back.
"Hey."
The sunlight made her hair glow - and her crystal-blue eyes looked like sparkling gemstones.
"I could get used to waking up like this," I said, grinning.
"That's a little surprising to hear, considering I'm usually finishing my cereal to the slurping sounds of my mother using her filthy mouth to vacuum every available drop of semen from your body via your pecker."
"I'd like to peck you .."
"Two more weeks.."
I nibbled on the edge of my lower lip and she scooted forward to kiss me there. I wrapped my arms around her and tried to show her how much I loved her.
Within a couple minutes, she had the palms of her hands on my shoulders - pushing me away.
"Easy, Tiger. I thought I could sneak in here and have a little peaceful cuddling - without risking sexual assault - but I see, now, that that only works as long as you're snoring."
I set my palms to my chest - fingers spread wide - and mimed my best, "Who me?" look of innocence.
She giggled - but climbed off of the bed.
"C'mon. Mom's sulking because I ran her off before you could wake up to give her breakfast. She's probably naked, on the couch, waiting for you to fill her belly with your man-milk."
I took the proffered hand, stood, and brought her fingers to my mouth for a kiss.
"Not happening, Romeo," she giggled. "Let's go."
She darted out of the door and down the hall, bounding down the stairs like it was Christmas morning.
"What are you two doing?" I heard her mother ask her.
"He's trying to molest me," my future bride complained, loudly.
By the time I arrived, her mother was giving me the teacher-scowl.
"Eat your breakfast - and then give me my dessert. When we're done with that, we'll get cleaned up and go help your mom feed the cuties."
My libido calmed a little when my lover mentioned my mother but - as soon as my food was gone - and the bowls and spoons were in the dishwasher - she started undressing me. The sex-drunk libido was back. My balls were churning once again.
Kasey sat in her usual chair, scrolling through something on her tablet, glancing over at us occasionally.
Her mother moved an ottoman, laid me - from the couch - across the footstool - with my feet on the floor.
Resting my head & shoulders on the couch, I watched as she gave me a little striptease - my manhood rising to the occasion.
The show didn't last all that long because - as usual - she was naked under her house-robe - but she was amazing to look at. Every part of this beautiful woman turned me on. When I wasn't stiff from feasting with my eyes, I was hard from her saying vulgar things about wanting to be bred.
She walked over, stood on either side of the ottoman - and lowered her body onto mine - impaling herself on my tent-pole.
"Mmm," she moaned.
I reached for her hips but she swatted my hands. Kasey looked up from her tablet and laughed.
This woman was gorgeous when she was naked - but - I have to tell you - she looks even more amazing when she's got your cock buried inside of her.
Her body wasn't moving. Her weight was resting on her thighs as she half-squatted over me.
Outside, she was still, unmoving; inside, however, the muscles - up and down the length of her molten channel - gripped and grabbed at my needy cock.
"Fuck!" I gasped.
She leaned forward, gripping my upper-waist - her thumbs digging into the sides of my belly. I would have complained but she was starting to move up & down - and her fabulous pussy was all I could think about.
Up - and back down. Circle a little. Up & down. Circle. Circle. Circle. ("Fuck!")
Up - and back down. Up - and back down. Circle. Circle. Circle. ("Fuck!")
She was killing me. She delighted in making me wait - in stretching our love-making out.
I just wanted to smash our bodies together until we came - she just wanted to torture me!
I reached for her again and she caught my hands, crossed them over my chest, and leaned forward - onto them - trapping them against my body.
My lower-half was all I could move - but I knew better. I was already on probation for trying to grab her. I'm not even sure if I was reaching for her mommy-sized mammaries - or her child-bearing hips. I laid still and prayed she'd let me cum soon.
Up & down. Circle. Up & down. Circle. Circle. Up & down. Circle. Up & down. Circle. Circle.
"Fuck!"
She grinned at me - the sadistic bitch - the beautiful, sensuous, .. Fuck she was hot!
Up & down. Circle. Up & down. Circle. Up & down. Circle. Circle. Circle. Up & down. Up & down. Up & down.
Fuck! I was so close!
Circle. Circle. Circle.
I groaned.
Kasey snickered at me. Looking at her mother, she said, "You're evil."
I couldn't stand it anymore!
I rolled and pushed - and succeeded in getting her to lose her balance and tumble off of me to the floor.
I pounced - like a tiger on fresh meat.
I don't know how - instinctively, I guess - but - as I landed on top of her body - my cock drove straight into her tightness - drilling as deeply as it could go.
She gasped a little - either from the change in position - or my dick pumping the air out of her body as it filled her.
I held her hands over her head and stared into her eyes - those wicked, beautiful eyes.
I pounded my cock into her. There was no love-making. There was no sex. There was no merging of two into one. I needed to fuck. I needed to cum. I needed to fill this tease - this seductress - this succubus - I needed to fill her - to breed her - to own her.
I rutted with her like a wild animal. I felt spittle pooling at the corner of my mouth as I did nothing but focus on slamming my cock in & out of her fuck-box.
I expected to see fear or alarm in her eyes - but - if anything - I saw a reflection of the feral lust that I knew burned in my own.
Her body tensed, thrummed, squirted - and still I pounded into her.
My orgasm was coming. It was a tidal wave - a tsunami - it was going to carry me away when it arrived. I rushed to meet it.
My cock was smashing in & out of her sex so hard that I could feel the carpet chaffing my ball-sack. It didn't matter. Nothing else mattered.
My orgasm was coming. That was the only thing that mattered.
When it hit, my body went rigid. Only my testes, my ductus deferens, and my urethra were working - expelling the seed from my body with as much force as they could muster.
I was frozen.
My teacher-lover fucked herself up - onto my stationary stem - reaching for her next orgasm.
Her climax arrived when she felt my fiery seed splash against her womb. She clung to me.
When it was over, I was hollow - empty - exhausted. I collapsed forward - onto her body - the last drops of my semen oozing inside of her. I couldn't move. I could barely breathe.
She hugged me and kissed me and wrapped her legs around my waist - encouraging all of my potent seed to remain safely inside of her.
"You're playing with fire, mother," Kasey laughed.
"It was perfect! I came so hard and still he pounded me," she cooed. "The last one was just icing on the cake."
Kasey laughed, "I think I see a little icing trying to escape, mom."
"Sorry," I mumbled to my sexy lover - as I attempted to lift some of my weight off of her.
She clung harder to me, pulling me back down again.
"You're right where I want you, handsome. I owe you a little rest for pushing you that hard."
"I'm surprised I didn't pass out," I admitted. "I came so hard!"
Mrs. Williams laughed, "Too bad I'm not ovulating right now - that might have done the trick."
I glanced over at Kasey - to see what she thought of the idea of me knocking her mother up with her little brother or sister.
She was smiling - seemingly happy that I'd been able to give her mother what she wanted. Or .. maybe she was just happy that I wouldn't be trying to hump her leg for an hour or two ..
I looked into the face of the beautiful woman - the temptress who had turned me feral for a few moments.
"You're still evil - but you're so fucking gorgeous."
I kissed her lips, her eyes, her cheeks, and her nose - and her lips again.
She finally let me climb off of her.
Taking my hand, she said, "C'mon, stud. Let's go get a shower."
The two of us walked, naked, up the stairs.
I played with (and sucked) her titties a little - beneath the steamy spray - but - otherwise - we got our business done and got out of there.
An hour later, we were helping mom feed the baby mammals again - each of us arguing that our little critter-patient was the cutest one of the bunch.
Mrs. Williams had not forgotten our promise to take her to Benny's the following Friday - and she invited mom along.
Mom was more than happy to help chaperone - and get her hands on one of Benny's sinful burgers.
I told her we'd leave our place at five - grab the girls - maybe go play putt-putt or something - and then finish up wrangling one of Benny's meat-monsters.
When all of the critters were fed, we gave mom hugs and headed back home.
We dropped Mrs. Williams off and left for the church - getting to Pastor John's office just before our scheduled time.
He talked to us about finances, relating that money was the biggest cause of break-ups. He also talked about not basing a relationship on lust - or even love. He didn't really ask a lot of questions - just gave us some stuff to think about.
Before we knew it the hour was up. He shook our hands and we headed out.
In the car, Kasey and I checked our phones. She had a message from Natalie - and I had one from Nick.
Neither of us were quite clear on the details of who had invited whom - and under what premise - but Natalie had ended up at Nick's - where they watched anime, ate pizza, and talked.
They hadn't kissed - hadn't touched (other than sitting next to each other) - but they'd chatted until late - and slept at opposite ends of the couch (clothed) - and then went to IHOP for breakfast. They both seemed pretty excited about their new relationship - and were happy to take things slowly.
Cindy, meanwhile, was texting Kasey - asking her if she'd ever had a boy suck her clit.
Paul, apparently, had been doing some serious internet research into how to make a girl fall in love with you - and he was trying everything he'd read on our favorite burger waitress.
Based on the text I got from Paul, Cindy had enjoyed his honest efforts well enough that she had reciprocated. Paul said it was the most amazing thing ever.
I got an email that fall registration had opened for the community college that Kasey and I would be attending. I stopped by the house and grabbed my laptop.
When we got to her house, Kasey ran upstairs to grab her computer. We sat down at the breakfast bar and started figuring out what we were doing.
I'd already talked to my counselor - as had Kase - so we had the list of the classes we needed to take - but now we had to turn that list into an actual schedule.
We both needed Composition - so our plan was to take that together, if we could work it out.
As a starting point, we planned to get all of our classes out of the way before lunch - which left the afternoon for work, homework, and errands.
The software class I wanted only had one session in the morning - same deal with my hardware class. I had two choices for Spanish, one for Calculus, and one for Physics - which had a Tuesday/Thursday lab - in the evening. Mack wasn't going to be happy about that but at least it wasn't our busy nights.
Kasey had taken two years of French in high school but decided to try Spanish - so we could have another class together. It would also give us the advantage of having a practice-partner that we already knew.
By the time we were done, we were able to be together for Composition, Spanish, Calculus, and Physics (including, obviously, the lab).
I felt a lot better about my chances of surviving college-level Science classes if I could depend on Kasey (and her mom) to help me through the harder parts.
Kasey was in Chemistry when I was in Software Development - and Engineering Disciplines when I was in Systems Architecture.
Neither of us were looking forward to taking History classes so - for now anyway - we had pushed those back to our sophomore year.
Mrs. Williams hung over my shoulder and groped my crotch about halfway through our task but Kasey ran her off.
She retreated to the couch and pretended to read a magazine. It was obvious she wasn't really looking at the thing because she was holding it upside-down.
When Kasey pointed that out, she threw it down in a huff and stomped up the stairs. Kasey cackled in laughter. I tried to hold it in - but ended up busting up as well.
Once our classes were scheduled, we applied for whatever aid & scholarships we saw pop up. Neither of us were what I would classify as poor - but we were still going to struggle a little - so every tiny bit helped.
In Kase's case, it might give her a way to get out from under Grandma Williams' tyrannical rule earlier. Unfortunately, however, any monies she was awarded would just reduce the balance owed - which would actually just save the old hag's pennies.
Maybe there was a heart in there, somewhere, and she'd at least share a little of it with Kasey? I know, I know - but a boy can dream, right?
I closed up my laptop, put it in the bag, and gave Kasey a hug & kiss - intending to leave.
She talked me into sitting on the couch and cuddling - waiting to see if we could stall until her mom came out of hiding - and maybe guilt her into fixing us a late lunch.
I sat on the edge of the couch and waited for Kasey to put up her computer.
When she returned, she jumped over the back, slid between me and the seat, and wrapped her arms & legs around me.
I melted back into her. This felt so good!
I leaned my head backwards and she gave me a Spiderman kiss. She must've gotten the image in her head at the same time as me and we spoiled the kiss by giggling and blowing air into each other's mouths.
She pushed my shoulders forward a little and started playing with my hair. I don't know if a girl had ever done that before. The hairs - all up and down my neck & back - were standing on end - and my dick was getting hard.
"Um, Kase?"
"Yeah?"
"You're gonna need to stop that."
She snickered, "Why?"
"It's a little erotic."
"Seriously?!"
"Yeah."
"I think you get a hard-on from any bodily contact," she complained.
"Well, honestly, the hugs were just super-cozy - but this hair thing has me feeling like I touched an electric-fence."
"Switch me."
"What?"
"Trade me places."
I got up and she scooted forward. I climbed behind her and sat down.
My dick was immediately very happy.
"You pervert!"
"There is nothing perverted about your perfectly-proportioned posterior."
She snort-laughed.
"Get your dick out of my ass, mister!"
"Can't. Just focus. I'll try to get it to behave."
"Whatever."
She leaned her head forward and I massaged the back of her neck - and her shoulders.
"Mmm. That's nice."
I worked from her cheeks, to her ears, along her neck, down to the top of her spine - and then a little harder on her shoulders.
"Easy .."
She rolled her shoulders and raised her head up.
I ran my fingers through her hair - massaging her scalp - along the top - along the front - down the sides - and back along the top.
"That feels good but I can kind of see what you're saying. If I imagine you're coloring my hair, it's okay - but - if I think about your penis in my ass .."
"You're thinking about my penis being in your ass?"
She growled at me and jumped up. Her mom was standing behind the couch.
"Do I need to separate you two?" Mrs. Williams laughed.
"Mom! Reggie's touching me inappropriately."
"Seemed pretty appropriate to me," she said, chuckling. "You two hungry?"
"Yes!" we chorused together.
"I'll make sandwiches if you two will get salads, some fruit, and drinks."
I'm not sure that was the menu Kasey had been hoping for - but we went with it.
As we ate, Mrs. Williams asked us about our conversation with Pastor John. I don't know if she was worried that we were going to admit to the two of us fucking - or if she was just generally curious about the meeting.
I grabbed Kasey's plate & things and followed her mom to the dishwasher. She put her items inside, took what I was holding and added it - taking a little longer than necessary - leaning forward a little more than was required.
I lifted the edge of her skirt. She wasn't wearing any panties. She hadn't moved. I assumed she was waiting for something. I stroked the tip of my finger along her slit - it was wet.
"Yes.." she moaned, "Please, Reggie.."
"Please what?" her daughter called from the table - where she had her tablet out.
"Your mother has no panties on under her skirt and she's bent over the dishwasher - begging me to help her out."
"Just push the start button," Kasey giggled.
Her mother scowled back at me.
I reached between her legs, found her distended clit, and gently rubbed it.
"Fuck, yes!" Mrs. Williams, gasped.
"Did you get it turned on?" Kasey asked, looking up again and giggling.
"Not sure," I replied. "I may have to try again. Maybe I didn't push the button hard enough."
My future mother-in-law stayed where she was - but she spread her knees - giving me easier access to her button - and everything in between.
I dropped my pants, slotted my now-swollen prick into her perfect pussy - and then reached around to hold onto her clit again - before shoving forward and burying my penis inside of her exquisite quim.
"Fuck!" she moaned, grabbing hold of the counter with both hands to steady herself.
My hands went to the counter as well - just outside of hers - as I started drilling in & out of her amazing pussy.
"You get it started, finally?" Kasey laughed.
Neither her mother nor I could compose a sentence to respond.
I wasn't sure about my former teacher - whose beautiful body I was currently invading - but I couldn't even come up with a whole word.
I grunted as I powered my aching cock in & out of her slippery sex.
I kept my left hand on the countertop - but reached under her blouse to find her tender titties - to abuse those - like I was abusing her taut twat. She wasn't wearing a bra.
I groped both of her breasts - thumbing her nipples until they were rock-hard - continuing to drive my flesh-sword in & out of her gripping tightness.
My balls were churning - building a huge load of splooge for me to dump into this woman - my fiancée's mother.
Her moans were getting louder - as were my grunts - and still I plowed her depths.
Her sexy sounds were propelling me. Her pussy felt so good - dragging up and down the length of my rod.
"Fuck!"
I was getting so close!
I gripped her right breast - hard - and started really pounding into her.
We both grunted as our sexes slammed together - again and again.
I stood up, grabbed her hips with both hands, and started jackhammering her twat - my nuts slapping against her mons each time I bottomed-out inside of her.
I don't know if my eyes rolled up into my head or what - but the lights went out. I was fucking blind.
It didn't matter. I was standing at the edge of the abyss. So - fucking - close - just - a - little - more ..
"Fuck!"
Dancing lights went off inside my eyelids.
I started pumping jets of seminal fluid into my sexy Science teacher - and still I pounded her.
Each time my cock drove deep, it fired another blast of seed at her womb.
Every. Fucking. Time.
I could see again. I was awake.
I was laying over the top of my lover's back. Her fingers were white. She was still gripping the countertop. She was panting.
"Sorry!" I apologized, willing my body to move - but nothing happened.
"s'okay," she replied. "Not. Heavy. Just. Came. So. Hard." she finished.
I finally got my strength - and stepped back - sliding my sloppy cock from her raw twat.
I looked down. Mrs. Williams was a mess. She had shit running everywhere. Some of it looked like mine - but most of it looked like hers.
I grabbed the quicker-picker-upper and started cleaning her legs, the door of the dishwasher, and the floor.
She was still leaning forward - gripping the counter - catching her breath.
When I finished discarding the refuse, I went to grab my pants - to pull them up - but she stopped me - turning to face me - taking my cock & balls in one hand - and using her other one to pull my face to hers.
"Thank you," she said, as serious as death itself, and then pulled me into a kiss that was threatening to reawaken my cock. Her hand, massaging that very item, wasn't helping.
I gave up, threw my arms around her, and kissed her like I'd fucked her - hard. Her hand left my cock and reached around to pull me more tightly to her face.
When we were both breathless, she leaned her forehead to mine and whispered, "I love you. I'm so glad you agreed to this whole messy arrangement."
"Messy is right," I laughed, looking down.
She laughed as well - and pulled me into a bear hug.
"Fuck!" she said, "I'd forgotten what it was like to be loved."
"You're very easy to love, beautiful," I said, pulling her chin over for another kiss - this one as soft as her fabulous breasts.
"You're such a suck-ass!" she laughed - but kissed me again. "You fucked me good, young man. I'm gonna have to go shower. Want to join me?"
"Mother," Kasey laughed, "he's never going to get home if you don't quit."
"He's like a little teddy bear," her mother complained. "He's so adorable and cuddly, I can't help myself."
"Yeah," laughed Kasey, "a teddy bear with a nice dick."
"It is nice," her mother said, grinning. She grabbed my jaw and gave me one last kiss before she headed upstairs - leaving me to start the dishwasher.
"What time do you go to church?" Kasey asked.
"Why?"
"I should probably go with you."
"Pastor John won't care," I replied.
She just looked at me, waiting.
"10 o'clock."
"Pick me up at 9:30?"
"If you want."
"Yes, please - and come give me a kiss like that one you just gave my mother - before you grab your stuff to head home."
I picked her up and carried her to the couch.
"Reggie .." she warned.
I dropped onto the couch and sat her, sideways, on my lap - hugging her and kissing the corner of her mouth until she finally gave up and faced me - so I could give her a clit-tingling lip-lock.
"Mmm. That's nice. I love you."
"I love you."
".. and mom?"
"I do love your mom."
".. and her pussy?"
"She has a very nice pussy," I agreed.
"Is this going to work?" she asked.
I laughed. "You just sat at the table and talked me through foreplay with your mother. Yes. I think you get almost as much out of my relationship with her as you do mine with you."
"Will that change when we're physical?"
"We're physical right now."
"You know what I mean, dummy."
I waited.
"Sorry. You're not dumb."
"Show me your pussy and I'll forgive you."
"You're just after my body."
I waited again.
"That was out of line. You have been more patient than any of the others."
"I've only had to wait like a week. We dry-humped the other day and I thought I broke you."
She kissed me - gently but firmly.
"You are being patient. I should be nicer to you."
"So, you will?"
"Will what?"
"Show me your pussy."
"In two weeks, we will be married. When that happens, you had better be ready. Until then, no touching, no looking, no .."
"Licking?"
I'm not quite sure how she managed it but she was straddling my lap, and tickling my sides.
"Stop! Stop! I'll quit!"
"Are we a little ticklish?" she giggled.
I was trapped. "Yes!" I gasped. "Please! Stop! I'll be good."
She hugged my neck and kissed me, grinding her pussy on my crotch.
I was gasping for breath when we separated and she said, "You are good - and I love you - and I want to show you my pussy so bad!"
She gave me one last peck and then climbed off of me to return to her tablet at the table.
I grabbed my pack and stopped to give her one more kiss before heading out the door.
~~~ Sunday ~~~
I sat between Kasey and mom during church, holding my fiancée's hand.
Mom looked over at us a couple times and smiled happily. When she did, Kasey squeezed my fingers.
Pastor John greeted us on our way out - and then said, "See you Saturday."
I gave Kasey a kiss and hug when we dropped her off.
On the way home, Mom commented on how cute she had looked in her sundress. I thought about how much I wanted to see her out of it. She was hot, no matter what she wore.
We met a Lincoln Continental on the road. Since mom was driving (we were in her car), I texted Kasey, "Hag might be coming - or just patrolling. We just met her on the road."
"Thanks. Love you."
"Love you, too. Mom liked your dress; I liked your ass."
"Your ass is nice too."
A couple seconds later, she asked, "Where do your mom's parents live? Should we visit?"
"Florida. We could FaceTime."
"Should we?"
"Probably. You wanna come over later?"
"Okay."
I looked over at mom.
"Kasey's gonna come over later so we can FaceTime Mimi & Pop."
"Oh! That's nice. Hmm. Think Mrs. Williams might come too? I've got stuff to make tacos. It would be fun to have company."
"I'll ask."
"Mom's making tacos and wants to know if you wanna bring your mom for dinner."
"Hang on."
We were almost home by the time she answered.
"Mom wants to know what to wear."
"Tell her to wear a suit," I sent, adding the birthday-cake emoji - hoping Kasey would figure out what kind of suit I was talking about.
"LOL! I'll tell her."
A few seconds later, she sent, "I will not repeat what she said. LOL! NSFW!"
I couldn't think of anything safe to reply - so I just left it.
Mom & I had sandwiches for lunch and then she got on Facebook while I went to my room to play a computer game.
Paul & Nick signed in and we chatted about how things were going.
Natalie had gone to church with Nick. He was over the moon that she was interested in a real relationship - and not just a quick fuck. I was super happy for him.
Paul said that Cindy had tapped on his window after closing at Benny's, last night, and had climbed inside when he opened it. She shoved him down onto the bed and used her mouth to slide a condom onto his cock.
He said they were making his bed creak so loudly that he was worried they were going to wake up his parents. He had shot off early - before Cindy could cum - but he got her off with his mouth.
They had lain together and chatted until almost two. Then she had crawled back out of his window and headed home.
We weren't really paying attention to the game - with catching up on each other's lives - and we were getting our asses handed to us.
Mom yelled and I signed-off - heading to the kitchen to help her get all of the taco fixin's ready.
We were low on sour cream so she sent me to the store. I grabbed a carton of Purple Cow's Mackinac Island Fudge ice cream for after.
I got back just before Kasey & her mom knocked on the door.
I let them in. Kasey gave me a kiss and went to give my mom a hug. Mrs. Williams gave me a kiss and groped my dick with one hand while hugging me with the other.
I turned my body so that, hopefully, my mother couldn't see where my mother-in-law's other hand was.
My MILF-lover winked at me and gave me another quick kiss before heading into the kitchen to greet my mother. Meanwhile, I tried to adjust the tent in my pants.
After dinner - and ice cream - Kasey and I headed to the couch to connect with mom's parents - whom I had texted after lunch to set up the call.
Mom and Mrs. Williams went down the hall, to the den, to give us privacy.
My grandparents already knew we were getting married but were ecstatic to get to see (and talk to) my bride before the big day.
They cruise the beaches, early each morning, looking for treasures - and getting in their steps. They promised to bring us a bag of beach-loot when they came up for the wedding. I quietly hoped the big shark's tooth that I had spotted on the end-table would make it in there. I'd wanted one forever but - every time we went down to visit - I never had any luck.
When Pop & Mimi signed off, Kasey and I chatted a little - going over a few more of the wedding details that seemed to pop up endlessly.
I asked her if my stalker had visited. She laughed and said no - apparently she was just being nosey.
Finally, we went down the hallway to check on the moms. They were chatting.
Kasey asked her mom if she was ready to head home. My former teacher asked about the restroom and then excused herself to stop there first. We chatted with mom until Mrs. Williams returned.
Mom gave them both hugs and then I walked them to the door - where Kasey got a hug & kiss - and her mom groped me to hardness again - while kissing the life out of me - before her daughter smacked her on the ass and told her to get moving.
I stopped at the restroom before heading to my room. When I walked into my bedroom, I found a pair of Mrs. William's panties on my pillow. They were still wet with her sensuous juices. Her scent was so strong, it was almost tangible.
I laid the surprise gift back on my pillow and went to play a couple more computer games before bed.
Paul & Nick joined me again but this time we focused on the game - instead of talking about our love-lives - and we did a lot better.
Signing off of the game, I'd already thought about my plan. I stripped naked and sat on the side of my bed - with the wastebasket in front of me.
I held my Science teacher's pungent panties to my nose and jerked my meat while thinking about how wonderful her pussy felt every single time I'd gotten the chance to fuck her.
In no time at all, I was empting a box of Kleenex to clear away the evidence of my sin. I stuck the intoxicating undies in the drawer of my nightstand. I was pretty sure I would need them again later.
~~~ Tuesday ~~~
Nick called. He and Natalie were going to go see a movie - and invited me and Kasey along. I texted her and she was up for it.
Kasey sat next to her cousin so they could talk - as if they didn't pretty much talk every day anyway .. so .. I didn't see much of Nick. He seemed to be happy holding Natalie's hand and watching the movie.
Afterwards, we hit McDonald's for sweet teas and French fries.
Kasey started telling Natalie about Cindy's clit-text and soon they were giggling like schoolgirls.
Natalie noticed Nick getting embarrassed, though, and wrapped herself around his arm, giving him a peck on the cheek. He looked back at her like she was the only person on the planet. She tucked her head into his neck - the top of her scalp nestled against his jaw.
"Someday," she promised him, in a whisper. "You and I have a few more ghosts to bury first."
She looked back up, into his face. He pursed his lips and leaned forward. She met him halfway.
It was short - and sweet - and - afterwards - as she snuggled into him again - she looked over at Kasey and mouthed, "Our first kiss."
Kasey reached over and squeezed Natalie's hand. I nodded my head at Nick.
We finished our treats and said our good-byes.
As I started the car, to take her home, I told Kasey about the panties her mother had left in my room.
"What did you do with them, dirty boy?" she asked, knowingly.
I told her - in detail.
"I should probably take those back home - before your mother finds them," she said.
I drove to the house. Kasey followed me in, staying quiet - since mom appeared to have gone to bed already.
In my room, with the door shut, she made me show her what I had done with her mother's secret gift.
I didn't move the trashcan but I got undressed, laid across the bed, held the panties against my face, and slowly stroked my cock.
She took the panties from my face and told me to put my hands under my ass, palms up.
She climbed onto the bed, straddled my head, laid her mother's musky panties across my face, and lowered the crotch of her Daisy Duke's onto my lingerie-covered mouth & nose.
My already-stiff cock got even harder. It struggled to grow - to reach my lover - to feel her touch.
Kasey leaned forward - her clothes dragging across my naked body - setting my nerves on fire.
Her soft hand wrapped around my swollen rod, slowly - tentatively - stroking - down to the root - and back up to the head.
I moaned.
She stroked me again - so slowly.
I tried to chew through her mother's panties to reach the cloth of her shorts.
"Stop. Just me."
I think I whimpered.
Kasey had, obviously, gotten a bit of her mother's wicked sense of humor.
She released my dick, spit into her hand, and then lathered her saliva into the head of my prick with her palm. The stimulation was ball-wrenching. I squirmed and moaned.
"Be quiet."
She wriggled her ass around - rubbing the lacey panties across my face - chaffing me - reawakening the smell of her mother's sexy juices on the garment. I inhaled deeply. The smell of her mother's pussy filled my sinuses and sparked memories of my cock buried inside of that gloriously-tight gash.
I groaned.
Kasey stopped tormenting my cock-head and went back to stroking me. Faster now.
"Kasey," I warned.
I was close to reaching my limit. She was driving me insane. The stimulation, the smells, the weight of her body on top of mine - this was as close to sex as I'd ever had with my beautiful bride.
Her right hand was stroking me; her left teased my sac - stoking the fires in my belly - spurring my testes to produce more and more seed. More! More!
I was in trouble. It was coming. I was cumming!
Still she stroked me - her hand so soft. I thought of her face - so close to my sex!
"Ugh!"
My body tensed and focused all of its energy on delivering my spunk from my testicles to my piss-hole.
My ejaculate was going to blast all over the floor of my room - but there was nothing I could do about it - honestly - I didn't care. Kasey was still stroking my dick.
I felt a sock envelope my cock - the coarse material brushing across the skin - over-stimulating the already sensitive head.
Kasey's hand was slowly stroking again - just before jet after jet of semen fired from my aching penis.
She reached down and massaged my nuts, encouraging the last of my seed to accept their quest. Her hand grasped my sock-covered cock and slowly stroked me, milking me dry.
When the last of the aftershocks had stopped pulsing through my rod, she pulled the sock off - dabbing at my seed-spitter to clean away a stray drop.
As she climbed off of my face, her mother's panties slipped to the side - and I saw a wet spot in the crotch of her shorts. I giggled.
"What?"
"That got you off?" I asked, laughing.
"Maybe. Pervert. Your sock's a mess."
"I came so hard," I admitted.
"I noticed," she laughed.
"Would you hate me if I told you I was hoping you'd suck me?"
"No - but I'm waiting. When you get to see my pussy, we'll see what you do with it. I might reciprocate."
"I'll wait. I love you."
"I know you do. You wouldn't put up with our torment - mine and mom's - if you didn't love us."
"Maybe I just like it."
"Maybe - but I don't think so."
She leaned down and kissed me. She took the naughty panties and tucked them back into the drawer of my nightstand.
"I thought you were taking them home."
"You can keep them another day or two. You earned it."
"I did, huh?"
She nodded and bit her lower lip.
I stood, wrapped her in my arms, and kissed that lip - a bunch of times - showing her how much I was in love with her.
"Get dressed. You still need to drive me home."
It was quiet in mom's room so I was hoping we hadn't wakened her.
As I pulled onto Mulberry Street, Kasey called out, "What the fuck?!"
I looked up to see a white Lincoln Continental sitting in front of the house - two doors down from Kasey's.
I eased up next to the vehicle but, as far as we could tell, there was no one inside.
We looked at the house she (obviously Grandma Williams) was parked in front of - but every light in the house was off - which wasn't too surprising since it was almost 10 o'clock at night. The house across the street was just as dark.
I put my car in park, got out, ran around - between our vehicles - and confirmed that the old hag wasn't lying in the floorboard.
Since I was already out, I ducked down by her driver-side, rear tire, unscrewed the cap, turned it in my fingers, and used the edge to depress the check-valve, slowly letting the air out of her tire.
I was a little nervous - because it was going more slowly than I had hoped. Kasey opened my glovebox, found a plastic fork, and handed it out the window. Now we were cooking!
I doubt you could hear the air escaping from the tire - in a muted whistle - from too far away but - from where I was at - it was deafening.
In a couple minutes, the tire was low enough that no one should be driving on it. It wasn't flat - but it was going to create problems.
I replaced the cap, ducked back around to my door, and climbed in. I dropped the car into gear and eased into the driveway.
"Can I sleep on the couch?" I asked my fiancée, grinning.
"Sure," she said, shoving me out of the car and clambering out behind me, giggling.
She ran upstairs and grabbed us pillows.
I took off my shoes, socks, shirt, and pants, laid my pillow on the arm of the couch, crawled into my makeshift bed, rolled to my side, and pulled the throw over me.
Kasey threw her pillow on my butt and laid on me. While she was getting situated, her finger jabbed me in the shit-hole but she claimed it was an accident. Even if it had been - which I doubted - she giggled about it far too long.
Nobody knocked on the door. Nobody tapped on a window. Nobody's phone rang - but - when I left Kasey's house - early the next morning - Grandma's Williams' battle-boat was nowhere to be seen.
Just for S&G, I drove by her house. The garage door was down, as usual, so I wasted my time. Fuck! Now I'm being as nosey as her!
~~~ Thursday ~~~
Mom was fixing breakfast when I came in the door.
"Were you and Kasey here last night?" she asked.
"Yeah - for a little while."
She nodded, knowingly.
"Are you being careful?"
"We're just playing around. No sex. We haven't even done oral. We're waiting."
"That's TMI. I probably shouldn't have asked. I just .. I worry."
I wrapped my arms around her.
"I love you for that."
"I'm glad you're honoring her trust."
"She's very special."
"Her mom likes you a lot."
"I am very fond of both of them. We haven't really talked about it but I expect that I will be moving in there once we're married."
"I kind of figured - since you've been gone half the weekends since you started seeing her."
She pulled back to look at me.
"You don't think you're moving too fast?"
I thought about me, laying on Kasey's bed, making out with her - as her mother rode my cock until I filled her with danger-sauce.
"It's definitely been a bit of a wild ride," I said, only realizing - after the words had come out of my mouth - what a double entendre it was. "She is one of the most analytical girls I think I've ever met."
"She's beautiful."
"She is - but she isn't stuck up."
"You've liked her for a while."
"Until she hit me with this spreadsheet thing, I didn't even think she knew I existed. As it turns out, she had really done her homework - no pun intended."
Mom giggled.
"I'm having an egg sandwich and a glass of Sunny D. You want some?"
"That would be great."
Since she was already standing at the stove, I grabbed the carton of eggs and the juice jug for her - and went to collect a plate, fork, and glass. Mom cracked two eggs into the still-warm skillet.
I threw two slices of bread into the toaster, poured our juice, and returned the cold-stuff to the fridge.
As we ate, I told her about taking Kasey home and discovering Grandma Williams' car - although I didn't mention what I'd done.
"That's why you stayed there?"
"Yeah. Her grandma's nasty - and Kasey & her mom both get really anxious whenever she's around. I thought I'd stay in case the witch showed up at the door. The car was gone when I came home though."
"She definitely seems to have an overactive interest in what's going on in that house," mom said.
I didn't say anything else. This was the first time I had mentioned Grandma Williams and the story was sordid enough that I didn't want to give mom everything - because I'd have to be careful about not revealing things I should be keeping quiet.
I thought back to what my dad's mom had said about the woman, however, and just about shot my Sunny D out of my nose as I was finishing my juice.
"You okay?!" mom gasped, jumping up.
I was laughing as I ran to grab a paper towel to clean myself.
"Yeah - just thinking about something Grandma Mitchell said about Kasey's grandma. Apparently, she remembers her from school."
"If my mother-in-law doesn't like her, there must be a reason," mom said.
"Grandma said she obviously hasn't changed much over the years," I said, paraphrasing generously.
"Oh, my!" mom replied.
~~~ Friday ~~~
At five o'clock, mom & I got into her car to head to #24 Mulberry.
On the way there, it started to rain. Since I'd tentatively planned to go putt-putting, I needed a new idea. Mom wasn't too hot on mini-golf anyway - so she wasn't disappointed.
I texted Kasey. She checked with her mom - but their first suggestion was also an outdoor activity.
I thought about how much fun the wedding party had, doing the escape room challenge, and asked Kasey if she thought the four of us could handle one by ourselves. She said she thought her mom would like it - and I was pretty sure mine would as well.
We let the moms pick the room. It was a blow-out! We were out of the room with 15 minutes to spare - and Kasey & I barely even got to help. The moms however, had a heyday - and were unabashedly joyful about their victory. The girl at the counter told us that only one other group had beaten that room with a faster time.
We bought the two of them T-shirts that proclaimed their triumph - with the name of the room emblazoned across the front.
Mrs. Williams immediately ripped off her blouse to don the new shirt - briefly flashing her lacy boulder-holder to everyone in the lobby during the exchange. I was just glad she'd been wearing a bra!
Mom excused herself to the ladies' room and came back wearing her new shirt as well.
We got in the car and headed to Benny's for dinner. Mrs. Williams rode up front with mom - and Kasey rode in the back with me.
The two of us were just holding hands - and sitting close - but my future mother-in-law kept looking back at us like we were having sex. Kasey finally stuck her tongue out at her mom and she turned to face the front.
We walked into Benny's to see that the place looked completely different - well - not completely. The kitchen, the counter, and the seating was the same - but the menus were now digital - and the old cash register had been replaced with a tablet.
Cindy giggled and showed me that she could undock the device to take our order at the table.
Paul waved from the booth in the back - where it looked like he'd set up a whole computer shop.
Benny came out to say hello to mom - and to meet Mrs. Williams. He was gushing about all of the updates that Paul had made.
We left Cindy's dad talking to the moms and went back to see Paul. When she stood next to him, he reached around and grabbed her butt. She leaned down and gave him a kiss.
She told us that her dad was so excited about everything Paul was doing that she was secretly worried that the two of them were in love - and she was just the side-bitch.
Paul had updated Benny's website - adding online ordering - with a printer in the kitchen that spat out a ticket for each order - so Benny could keep them all straight.
He had also managed to bring the restaurant's inventory & ordering system into the new century. Cindy said her dad was amazed at how the computer had already ordered what they needed - before Benny even knew they were running low.
They'd had signs made for two parking spaces, devoted solely to curbside-pickup - and were going to be getting three more for when things were busy - and things were busier than ever!
The online ordering had almost doubled their sales. Cindy said her dad was so happy that he'd taken Paul's suggestion to close on Mondays & Tuesdays without blinking an eye.
Everybody's stress was much more manageable - now that they got a break each week - even with them being busier the other days.
Paul had grabbed a couple big-screen TVs on the cheap during Prime Day and had moved Benny's menus from analog to digital. Everybody was happy about not having to dig out a step-ladder to update prices - and customers seemed to go crazy over the pictures Paul had added for each menu-item.
Cindy confided that her dad had asked her if she was "taking good care" of the boy - to make sure he stuck around. He'd even taken her to the doctor to get her on the pill. Paul started blushing when she mentioned that part. She leaned over and whispered, "Two more days. You'd better be ready." He turned as red as a beet - but he was smiling from ear to ear.
We got back to the table to find that Benny had already headed off - hearing the kitchen printer coughing up a fresh round of requests.
Cindy grabbed the tablet to take our orders while Paul & Benny argued over which of them was going to pay for our meal.
Despite Kasey claiming she was going to pick a smaller sandwich - the last time we had come - she ordered the same thing I did, saying that she just wanted leftovers to take home. Mrs. Williams - and my mom - went with the "junior" version.
Kasey and I sat side-by-side - each of us across the table from our future mother-in-law. The moms, of course, were pestering us for more details on all of the wedding plans - since it was just over a week away.
When the food came, Mrs. Williams didn't use a knife to cut her sandwich in half. She looked at me lustily, opened her mouth wide, and shoved as much in as she could. Under the table, she had slipped her foot from her sandal. As she wedged the meat-monster between her lips - and stared into my eyes - she was stroking my cock with her bare foot.
There was no way I was going to be able to eat while she was doing that, so I calmly waited for her to finish - hoping she didn't finish me first.
She finally gnawed a bite off of the beast-burger and started to chew. I picked up half of mine to grab a quick bite before she decided to try for Round 2.
She didn't foot-fuck me anymore - while we were sitting there - but she took a really long time sucking her fingers clean when her food had disappeared. I swear she licked (and sucked) every finger at least twice. Thankfully, my mom didn't seem to notice the sexy show her seat-mate was giving me. Kasey did, however, but she kept quiet. I assume she was hoping not to draw extra attention to the scene - but maybe she was just enjoying her mother teasing me - yet again.
I admit that I had been a little curious about how the evening's arrangements were going to go - but I've gotta admit that I was surprised when mom pulled into the drive, put her car in park, and went to the trunk to grab an overnight bag.
Apparently, the moms had arranged for a slumber-party of sorts.
We started out at the kitchen table, finishing off the shakes that we'd brought home from Benny's, while playing cards.
After that, everyone changed into jammies and gathered in the front room.
Kasey and I snuggled on the couch while the mom's took over the recliners. We dimmed the lights and talked until after midnight. At that point, Kasey and her mom grabbed a couple more throws and some pillows.
Kasey got one end of the couch - while I got the other. The moms reclined their chairs and tucked in for the night.
I had warned Kasey and her mom - when my mother had gone to change into her pajamas - that she snored loudly.
Within a few minutes, however, they got the first real taste of what that meant. Kasey ended up grabbing a tissue and wedging small chunks of it into her ears.
~~~ Playing with Fire ~~~
Sometime - in the wee hours of the morning - I woke up to the feeling of hot, wet suction on my penis.
I leaned my head up to find Mrs. Williams kneeling between my knees - with her head & shoulders covered by the bottom half of my small blanket.
Not five paces away, my mother was lying, unconscious, in a recliner - with her head thrown back, her mouth hanging open, and the sounds of a sawmill billowing out of her throat.
Mrs. Williams was being quiet. There was no head-bobbing. There was no "gak, gak, gak" - as the head of my cock bounced off the roof of her mouth. There was just the endless, powerful suction along my entire cock - as she slid her face forward & backward, forward & backward - over & over & over again - as she slowly fucked my penis with her lips, mouth, tongue, and throat.
I couldn't moan. I couldn't groan. I wanted to reach for her head - to tell her to stop - but I didn't want her to stop - not until I was done.
("Fuck!")
It wasn't as if Kasey or my mother were going to be confused about what was happening - if they woke up and looked over at me - at us. Mrs. Williams was, quite obviously, sucking my dick.
So, I threw the throw to the floor.
It had to have been suffocatingly-hot under there - and I didn't want this sexy seductress to have any reason to stop what she was doing.
If she noticed the blanket being removed, she didn't act like it. The pace of her mouth - fucking itself onto and off of my aching cock - never faltered.
My entire length was thrumming - anxious for what was coming.
My former Anatomy teacher stared into my eyes as she sucked my cock in & out of her mouth. Her lips & tongue added slippery friction to the glorious gripping her throat muscles were giving my glans.
I noticed her hand was moving and looked down to see that she was fingering her naked pussy - the pussy she had shaved two weeks ago. She had no clothes on! Not a stitch! Fuck! If mom woke up, it was the end of the charade.
I watched the full breasts of my lover sway - back & forth - as my dick passed over her lips - to be buried deep in her throat - only for her to lick down its length as she pulled back once more.
She shuddered as her orgasm arrived.
Her mouth stuttered on my cock - which amplified the stimulation.
But it was her jiggling breasts - her frantic fingers - and the look on her face - as her climax claimed her - that set my balls to belching my seed down this wanton woman's tight throat.
I reached over and grabbed the back of her head - to make sure the cannon-blasts bypassed her mouth and headed straight for her stomach.
Based on her face, she was still lost to her own crescendo - and drowning her in cock-snot would be poor manners.
Mom stirred - and stopped snoring - as the last burst of semen left my penis and fired down Mrs. Williams' throat.
I froze.
I was sitting/laying on the couch - next to my fiancée - holding the back of my mother-in-law's head - with my rigid rod rammed down her throat - as the last of my man-milk filled her belly.
She mumbled in her sleep, pulled the throw up a little, relaxed, and went back to snoring.
("Fuck!")
I looked down to see Mrs. Williams grinning at me - with her mouth full - as I held her face on my still-stiff cock.
She started to pull back and I released my grip. She retreated - until only the crown was in her mouth - which she sucked one more time.
Silently, she crawled up my body - pressing her mouth to my own - which prevented me from crying out in alarm as she slid my cock inside of her juicy twat.
("For fuck's sake!")
I was fairly certain that every ounce of semen had been vacuumed - forcefully - from my body - and there was no way this woman - this sexy bitch - this hot-as-fuck MILF - was going to be able to coax any more from me.
Apparently, that was not part of this Science teacher's equation. Unable to speak - because of what her lips & mouth were doing to mine - I was helpless - as I listened to the squelching sounds of my slippery rod sliding in & out of my mother-in-law's pussy as she fucked her needy twat on my battered cock.
"In for a penny, in for a pound," I thought, and grabbed her perfect ass, groping & grasping as she used me as a human dildo.
Finally convinced that I wasn't going to scream, she stopped kissing me and laid her head on my shoulder - her mouth millimeters from my ear.
"I came so hard," she whispered, ".. and you're going to make me cum again."
I held my lips closed tightly - to remind myself not to moan.
"What will happen if your mother wakes up?" she teased. "Will she tell the world what a whore I am? How I'm addicted to my son-in-law's cock? Will the school district fire me for fucking one of my students?"
Mom stirred again and my lover gasped in my ear - I thought she had seen something - and a terrible jolt pounded through my chest - but she was just fucking with me.
The adrenaline coursed through my veins, making - if it were possible - my cock even harder.
My shameless lover started fucking me faster. How were the two of them not hearing this - how were they not waking up?
My heart was pounding in my chest.
My dick was swollen and sore - aching from trying to grow more surface area for this woman's pussy to stimulate and stroke.
I wasn't sure how she had managed it but my fun-bag was full again. My testes were painful from being overworked - but excited to be back in the game once more.
Her body felt so right. There was never a time when I didn't want to fuck this woman - to feel her body against mine - skin to skin - or to have my manhood buried deep in her vagina - trying to reach inside of her womb - to deliver my seed - to fill her - to breed her.
Lost in my own mind, I hadn't realized how loud she had gotten. Her breath was ragged. She was racing to oblivion.
She squeaked and her body tensed. Her pussy squirted on me - and that was the end.
For the second time in God only knows how many minutes, my testicles were firing every drop of semen they could produce into my lover's trembling tightness.
I grabbed her head and kissed her hard - to keep the curse words from spewing from my mouth the way my seed was spewing from my penis.
When the tension had finally passed, I held her cheek to my chest and gasped for breath - smelling the tang of our sex in the air.
My bride-to-be's mother raised herself up, gave me a gentle kiss, and climbed off of my body.
She reached down, grabbed my throw, threw it on top of me, walked back to her recliner, and picked up her pajamas.
I watched, by the soft glow of the nightlight on the stairs, as my adult lover slid her sexy, naked body back into her fuzzy PJs.
She sat down, laid the recliner back, pulled her blanket up to her neck, winked at me, and closed her eyes.