~~~ Saturday ~~~
Although the sky was brightening, the sun wasn't even visible yet when my alarm went off. I showered quickly and then dressed - choosing to go commando for my early-morning tryst with my fiancée's mom.
Today was the day! Kasey and I would be married - and my drop-dead gorgeous former Science teacher - who had become my secret lover - the woman I was heading to have sex with at this very moment - would be my mother-in-law.
Married - at 18 years old - to the hottest girl in school - and fucking her mom on the side! Fuck! I pinched myself - for the hundredth time - to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
My mind was racing - a hundred miles an hour - thinking about all that had happened - and what was coming - and I found myself at the parking lot a little earlier than we'd agreed.
Looking at the time, I thought of the quote I'd heard my dad's cousin - who'd served a stint in the Navy - repeat often, "If you're not 15 minutes early, you're late."
He'd offered the maxim to me as serious advice - and I'd taken to living by it. It hadn't failed me yet.
I thought of one of his other favorites and snickered: "I joined the Navy because I loved the shiny look of those ships ... then I found out who kept them shiny."
I decided to wait in the car - and see who else was out and about at this time of the morning. A couple people parked, stretched, and headed down the jogging path.
I had seen the path before - but I'd never taken it - but that would probably be the best place to fuck my mother-in-law - assuming she didn't want car sex.
My dick was already getting hard - thinking about her amazing physique - and I focused on the people entering and leaving the path - thankfully there weren't too many - but there were more than I would have expected.
Before I realized it, Mrs. Williams was getting out of her car - that I hadn't even noticed arriving.
As her body came into view, my trouser-schnauzer lurched to the end of its chain - trying to break free.
Fuck!
This woman would probably look sexy in a fucking tator-sack - but she wasn't wearing burlap - she was wearing spandex & nylon.
There are women that God put on this planet that should probably consider not wearing leggings in public - and there are women who look like God designed them specifically for that purpose.
The black & grey leggings Mrs. Williams was wearing were sinfully tight - and her legs & ass looked amazing.
I heard a body colliding with a lilac bush and turned to look at the jogging path - where I noticed that I was not the only one who had been admiring the sexy Science teacher's assets. The poor fucker wasn't even trying to get up - he was still entranced.
Her black jacket looked short - but it was unzipped - so your eyes didn't linger on the long-sleeved wrap - they headed straight for the charcoal sports bra that was struggling to contain her marvelous milk-duds.
She was walking my way and I just sat and enjoyed the view - the fucking amazing view of her gorgeous jugs moving in rhythm with her captivating hips - framing her delectable navel.
I licked my lips and she smiled at me.
Fuck! My cock was rock hard and she wasn't even naked yet.
Two paces from the car, she stopped and slowly spun around - showing me how the leggings hugged her perfect ass.
I nearly came in my pants right then!
I stumbled out of the car and she wrapped me in a hug.
"You're going to be arrested for public indecency," I whispered into her ear - briefly capturing the lobe in my teeth.
She grabbed my face in both hands and kissed the life out of me.
".. and involuntary manslaughter," I finished - when she released me - nodding at the gentleman who was still trying to remove himself from the foliage.
She smirked and gave me another peck, taking my hand in hers, interlacing our fingers.
With her other hand, she caressed my obvious hard-on, quirking an eyebrow at me and smiling wickedly.
I knew, then, what Odysseus felt like - tied to the mast of his ship - as the sirens called to him - and he struggled to free himself - hoping for a moment of ecstasy - completely blind to the threat to his life.
Thankfully, my siren - other than some wickedly erotic teasing - had not chosen to devour me. Well, actually, she had - and that was amazing too.
Hand in hand, we headed down the path.
I don't know if I closed my car door or not - I wasn't turning back - I was too busy trying to stretch my peripheral vision to stare at my lover's wondrous ass as we walked deeper into the woods.
She giggled at me and pulled my chin over for another smooch.
The kiss ended and I realized that I was still staring into her captivatingly-brown eyes.
She giggled again - and tugged on my hand - to get me moving once more.
I was intoxicated.
The next thing I knew, we were a dozen feet off the path - which I could just see through the bushes.
My cargo shorts were around my ankles and my stiff cock was pointed at the bare ass of my MILF-lover - who was leaning up against a large tree - with her legs as wide as they would go with her leggings wrapped around her knees.
She wasn't wearing panties.
"Reggie?"
It was like somebody fired up an electromagnet and my cock was made of steel - because I was suddenly buried completely in her glorious gash.
"Yes!" she hissed.
I heard foot-falls on the path and looked up to see a male jogger glance over, smile broadly, and throw me a thumbs-up as he passed.
Unable to really spread her legs, my mother-in-law felt even tighter than usual.
I slowly slid in & out of her, savoring the tugging tension within her.
I held her hips and made slow, soft love to her perfect pussy.
After a few minutes of stroking, gently, in and out of her pulsing passage, she called my name, pleading, coaxing, ..
Her body tensed and she gasped as the orgasm washed over her.
I was getting close and gripped her hips harder - planning to finish strong.
"Reggie!" she called - just before I began.
She was panting.
"Mouth! Cum in my mouth," she wheezed.
She reached down, pulled up her leggings, and wriggled her amazing ass - to get the tight garment back into place.
I couldn't help it, I traced a finger down the Spandex-covered cheek of her ass - and dipped into the shadowed gap beneath - to gently caress the place I'd just had my penis.
She spun around, gave me a quick peck, and then dropped to her knees - immediately capturing my stiff rod between her talented lips.
Her right hand was fumbling with her jacket. I couldn't figure out what she was up to - but it didn't matter - she was sucking on my cock-knob like a fucking vacuum cleaner.
Normally, my lover deep-throated me - not that I had time to be concerned about it. The tidal-wave of my climax was coming - and I was going to be carried away by it.
My balls shriveled - and my body convulsed - ejecting my seed in wave after wave.
I felt the crown of my phallus get cold - and looked down to see that she was collecting my spurting semen in a small plastic container.
When it was full, she took the head of my penis back into her mouth and used her tongue to coax out the rest.
Once I had finished, she stood, opened her mouth - to show me her prize - and then gazed into my eyes as she swallowed it down - licking her lips at the end - like it was her favorite flavor of ice cream.
She wanted a kiss. As much as I was grossed out by the idea, she was drop-dead gorgeous - and she'd just let me fuck her - and blow my load in her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her like I loved her - because I did. She loved me and I loved her - and we both loved Kasey.
I ducked down, wrapped my arms around her ass, lifted her into the air - and begged her for another kiss.
She giggled like a schoolgirl, grabbed my face in her hands, and kissed me again - a long, loving kiss.
When I was out of breath, I lowered her to the ground, claimed her hand once more - lacing our fingers together - and guided her back to the path.
My libido was so sated that I didn't even pause to admire her beautiful butt when she leaned over to duck under a branch.
I walked her to the car and begged another kiss.
"What's that for?" I asked, nodding to the small container.
"You'll see," she promised, sheepishly.
I opened the door for her and she climbed in. I waited until she had pulled out of the lot before I went to get in my own car to head home.
I showered - frowning at having to wash my lover's fresh scent from my body - but it wouldn't do for me to show up at my wedding smelling like my mother-in-law's pussy.
I cruised by work - to double-check with Mack that he'd gotten my schedule covered for the next week or so.
As I headed for the exit, he called out that he wanted to see footage - if a WWE Smack-Down broke out between Grandma Mitchell and Grandma Williams.
I arrived at the church early, but my sexy mother-in-law was already there - so I knew the girls were downstairs, getting ready.
My bride's mother had switched to a pair of khaki capris, white loafers, and a burgundy blouse that somehow set off her brown eyes - making her look even more intelligent than normal.
She claimed a hug and kiss from me - and pinched my butt, grinning wickedly.
Grandma Mitchell showed up with a deck of Uno cards - and we found a table in the foyer to play - while I waited for time to pass.
My secret lover sat and visited with us, waiting for various deliveries to show up. Each time, she would disappear to get the things where they needed to be - and then she would return.
"I can see why her mother-in-law hates her," Grandma Mitchell confided to me as Kasey's mom took off - once more - to handle a new arrival. "She's calm & confident - and that would make Ethyl notice her own inadequacies."
"Ethyl?" I said, smirking. "As in alcohol?"
"She IS highly volatile," Grandma chuckled.
Soon enough, guests started showing up and Grandma told me that I should probably go start getting ready.
Paul and Nick were sitting in the room that had been designated as our changing-area.
I caught up on how their relationships were proceeding. Neither of them was in a hurry to follow in my footsteps - but they were both very happy with how things were going with their respective love-interests.
Pastor John stuck his head in - and gaped at us - when he saw that we hadn't changed yet. We took that as our cue to hurriedly throw on the monkey suits.
I led my groomsmen out to stand beside Pastor John. I leaned towards him and whispered, "I should probably tell you ..."
He held up a hand.
"I don't need to know if the two of you have been intimate," he said, grinning.
I chuckled, "Excessively playful, maybe, but no, not intimate. I was going to tell you that I don't remember anything you said last night."
He laughed out loud.
"That's normal. Just watch your bride - and her mother - for cues - and you'll probably survive today without serious injury."
I smiled at him, thinking, "Dude, if you only knew .."
I looked up to realize my mother-in-law was giving me the finger - the beckoning one - and hurried down the aisle to see what was wrong.
"We don't have ushers," she said to me. "You should probably seat the mothers and grandmothers. Start with Kasey's grandmother - and then your grandmothers - then me - then your mom."
I nodded and hurried to follow her instructions.
Ethyl Williams huffed at me as I offered her my elbow - but she took it. I looked around for her husband - and then realized he'd be in the foyer - waiting for my bride.
I tried to judge how much room I'd need for my MILF-lover to be seated - plus a reasonable buffer between the two of them - but the hag plopped down right on the aisle - in the spot where Kasey's mom was supposed to sit. I should have expected that the bitch would take advantage of every opportunity to fuck with us.
I decided to call an audible - and changed the play.
Pop & Mimi were next. I offered Grandma my arm and put her in the seat next to where I was going to deposit mom & dad - with a little room to spare.
I returned to face Grandma Mitchell. "Can I ask you for a favor?" I whispered. "No need," she said, in a normal tone of voice. "I approve. Put me between the bitch and her husband."
I looked at my mother-in-law and my mother, grinning in victory, and said, "I'll be back for you two. You'll be sitting together - on my side of the aisle."
They nodded to me as I turned to offer Grandma Mitchell my arm.
The heartless hag nearly shit herself when I dropped my grandmother off.
"Well, hello Ethyl! It so nice to see you again. Lovely day for a wedding!"
I glanced out of the corner of my eye. Yeah, there was no way Grandpa Williams was fitting in the pew between the two of them ..
I returned to my last task - to receive a handshake - and a "Well done." - from my father.
I smiled at my two matrons and stepped between them, spun to face the front of the church, and extended my elbows - the left for my sometime-lover - and the right for the woman who gave me birth.
I suppressed a laugh-snort at the thought that I had been in both of their birth canals at some point in my life.
At their pew, my father stepped in first - sitting next to his in-laws.
My mother placed her hands on my biceps and leaned in to give me a light peck on the lips. I tried not to react as she said, "I love you, Reggie," and sat down.
I turned to Kasey's mother. She had changed into a long, black, sleeveless dress. It hid some of her best parts - but she was still a vision of beauty - regal - majestic.
Taking her into my arms, I hugged her, holding her tightly to myself for a minute.
I released her - but held her at arm's length.
"Thank you for trusting me," I told her.
Her peck on my lips was slightly longer than mom's - but nothing to attract undue attention.
Once she was seated, I mounted the platform to join the minister and my buddies.
The organ started playing and everyone rose to turn for a look at my bride - everyone - that is - except her grandmother.
Grandma Mitchell leaned down and whispered something to the bitch and she grudgingly rose to her feet - but refused to turn around.
When she glanced at me, I stuck my tongue out at her. She gaped for a minute and then stared at the floor, frowning.
I was really hoping Kasey's cousin would get a picture of her right now - because I wanted my beautiful bride to see what the witch was doing - and glimpse the sullen look of anger that had settled on her face at being hemmed in on every side.
I was startled out of my ruminations by Nick gasping, "Dude! Your wife is hot!" loud enough for the entire church to hear him - which elicited snickers and giggles from most of the guests.
I looked over at him and he was grinning broadly, giving me a thumbs-up. I grinned back and gave him one in return. He had managed to move all eyes in the place - including mine - squarely onto my gorgeous girl.
Harold Williams actually looked somewhat pleased as he offered her his hand - palm up - and guided my stunning bride down the aisle.
Once they arrived, I stepped forward and waited for Pastor John to say, "Who gives this bride?"
My heart dropped.
I waited to hear what he would say.
Kasey's grandfather turned to look at her and said, "On behalf of her father - who loved her with all of his heart - I do."
Her eyes misted, but she did not move - but she smiled.
I stepped forward, shook his hand, nodding my thanks, and then took his place - as he stepped over to find his seat.
Out of the corner of my left eye, I noticed Grandma Mitchell pat the seat - to her left - as Mr. Williams momentarily paused to figure out where to sit.
I glanced to my right.
This was really happening.
"Hey," I whispered, smiling.
"Hey," she whispered back, returning the smile.
"You look hot," I said, a little louder.
"Be good," she ordered - but she smirked.
I led her to our place in front of Pastor John.
There were scriptures, music, roses (for the moms), candles, vows, and rings - and - before I knew it - I was kissing the world's hottest cheerleader in front of a crowd of smiling people - and one bitter hag.
Pastor John announced us as Mr. & Mrs. Reginald Mitchell and I scooped my bride - my wife - off of her feet - and carried her up the aisle - as she cackled with infectious laughter.
When we reached the foyer, I set her back onto her feet and hugged & kissed her - my heart threatening to explode from my chest.
We turned to greet our guests - and found Mr. Williams escorting his classmates up the aisle. One looked like a queen - and one looked like she'd escaped a Disney movie without her poisoned apple.
Ethyl walked past in a huff but Kasey's grandfather accepted handshakes from me and my wife.
Grandma Mitchell hugged the two of us, gave us kisses on both cheeks, and promised to remain vigilant as they headed to the reception area.
I didn't expect problems - not because Grandma assured me that she'd moved her placeholder to the Williams' table - but because I really didn't expect them to stick around.
Kasey's mom groped my ass during our hug - but - otherwise - behaved. She and my parents headed for their seats.
We greeted each of our guests and invited them to join us for finger foods, cake & punch, a few antics, and a little dancing.
Pastor John came out, we signed the paperwork, he congratulated us, and then he split.
We had started grabbing our things - when our favorite police officer came walking up. I have no clue where he'd been hiding - but he complimented us on managing things without an incident - and said to just call if we needed him.
We arrived at the reception to find Nick & Natalie emceeing things. Their wit & charm had everyone enjoying themselves.
Nick offered a heartfelt speech, glorifying my bride - and Natalie said some really nice things about me.
When it was time for the bouquet, Kasey stole the mic and informed the crowd that she was taking a different approach. She raised the flowers in her hand and twisted the arrangement - splitting it into two equal halves - and then hand-delivered the halves to Natalie and Cindy - who hugged her. The bridesmaids then looked over at Paul & Nick with their eyebrows raised. The boys pretended to take evasive action. The guests loved it.
Kasey had hired one of our former classmates - who sang covers of Taylor Swift songs - and she rocked the house while we did a little dancing.
As soon as the wedding party finished the first dance, Nick & Natalie headed to the cake table to get that started - while Kasey & I danced with the moms.
We cut the cake - and Kasey & I fed each other a bite - without any shenanigans - and then our emcees started handing out the cake & punch. Meanwhile, Kasey and I went to dance with the grandmas and grandpas.
We started with the Williams - to get that out of the way. I couldn't believe they were still there!
They didn't want a dance - but Grandpa Williams pulled out a business card and made to hand it to Kasey. The moms appeared - out of nowhere - to see what was going on.
"What's that?!" his wife hissed.
"Your son's final request," he replied. "Go get in the car."
The bitch (of course) didn't leave - but she did step back, out of the way. Grandma Mitchell - ever vigilant - stepped up behind her - so I decided that it was safe to turn my attention back to Kasey's grandfather.
He looked into her eyes and said, "I realize you probably never want to see us again. I am sorry. If you change your mind, you are welcome anytime. Your grandmother has always been difficult but she (he looked down and lowered his voice - and cleared his throat before pressing on) .. she is insatiable .. and I've been addicted to her since our first night together - more than 50 years ago."
He handed Kasey the card.
"What is this?" she asked.
"As you are quite aware, your father loved you - and your mother - more than life itself. He and I had a bargain. He kowtowed to his mother's demands - and - in exchange for his reluctant obedience - I agreed to secure a life insurance policy that would take care of you if anything ever happened to him.
"Why wait until now?" Kasey asked - her tone at the edge of a snarl.
"My one stipulation - when assenting to this bargain - was that you needed to be on your own two feet before I delivered this - either graduated from college or married."
Kasey turned the card over in her hand. It was from a lawyer's office.
Her grandfather turned his attention from Kasey - to her mother.
As he opened his mouth - to speak to my mother-in-law - his eyes briefly flicked to mine as he noticed me edging forward - where I could intervene, if required.
"I hope you can believe me when I say that I never wanted things to end up like this. I wish he were still here - but I'm glad he was wise enough to plan ahead. You have endured much because of your love for my son. Unfortunately, there is no way for me to repay you for your tenacity & dedication to his memory. It is a testament to your character and - no doubt - a big part of what my boy saw in you."
He turned, saw that his wife hadn't departed, and strode past her - heading towards the exit. She hurried after him. When she turned, she nearly bumped into Grandma Mitchell - and their eyes met briefly. The bitter hag took a half-step to the right and scuttled away.
As soon as the two of them were gone, I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I hugged Kasey - and then her mom.
Grandma Mitchell stepped up, tugged at my elbow, and announced, "Ding dong! The witch is dead. Let's get this party started!"
Kasey wrapped her in a hug and laugh-cried. The two of us danced with her for a bit - before peeling off to dance with Pop & Mimi.
Kasey danced with Pop while I danced with Grandma Mimi - and then we switched.
I chatted with them a little longer as my bride headed off to visit and dance.
Several minutes later, she returned to me to report, "Your dad's a good dancer!"
I laughed and said, "Mom made him pay for lessons for Valentine's Day one year. He grumbled the whole time."
We had told everyone not to bring gifts - but there were still a few - and we sat down to go through them.
Nick brought a chair over for Natalie - who had a pen & notepad. She shoved him onto the seat and sat on his lap, wriggling her ass a little, grinning mischievously at him - and then giving him a little peck on the lips. He wrapped his arms around his favorite person and then loosely hugged her waist as she got to work.
Pop & Mimi gave us a big glass jar filled with a little sand - and lots of beach treasures - including the biggest shark's tooth I had ever seen. Also inside were two plane tickets (for us to come visit them over Christmas break).
Kasey cried as she got up and went to hug them - telling my grandparents that she'd never been out of the state before - or flown on a plane.
Grandma Mitchell gave us a deck of Uno cards. Kasey went to hug her as well - and thank her for being on guard-duty the whole day.
~~~ Saturday Night ~~~
It was almost dark by the time Kasey & I pulled into the driveway. Her mom had already closed down the garage and was waiting for us inside.
As soon as we stepped in, we heard her mother weeping. I closed the door, checked the deadbolt, and carried our bags into the front room - where my two lovers were hugging on the couch.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Please don't make me leave!" Mrs. Williams sobbed.
"Mom! Stop it!" Kasey ordered.
Her mom grabbed her daughter's hands, held them I her own, and looked at her.
"You heard him. You're free of her. You don't need me anymore. I'm excess baggage."
"Mom!" Kasey called - trying to get through to her.
Her mother let go of her daughter's hands - and pulled her own up to cover her face.
"Mother!"
Mrs. Williams looked up at her daughter through tear-stained eyes.
"First of all, I don't trust a word he says ..."
Her mother sniffled; sound logic starting to override her chaotic emotions.
"Second, I agreed to this devil's contract of ours for two reasons: (1) you deserved guiltless sex, and (2) I was determined to test your hair-brained theory about sharing a man."
Kasey's mom sniffled again, dried her face a little - and hiccupped, "Okay ..."
"Are you having guiltless sex?"
"Yes," she admitted quietly, staring at her hands, giving her daughter's arguments time to sink in.
"How's the share-test going?"
She looked at me, as if evaluating a petri-dish, "Pretty well so far ..."
"Do I need to remind you that Mr. Sanderson is very interested in your ... ahem ... availability for the coming semester?"
"No!"
"Do you have someplace else to live?"
"No..."
"Then knock that shit off!"
My freshly-minted mom-in-law dried her face a little more and said, "Okay ..."
"Even if ... IF ... what he said is true, that only takes care of the house and college. There's still plenty of shit to be done around here and I expect you to find a naughty little maid's outfit and make sure my husband's cock is clean whenever he's finished fucking my pussy or ass."
I leaned forward.
"This is the second time you've mentioned your ass and my dick in the same sentence. Are you ...?" I started to ask.
"Not helping," she spat.
My mother-in-law - my wife's mother - my MILILF? Got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen - removing a small, plastic container from her pocket as she went.
"What happened to my semen?" I called to her.
"What semen?" Kasey inquired.
"I fucked your husband this morning," her mother reported, "then I sucked him until he nutted. I filled this - and then swallowed the rest."
She held up the container - which was now empty - grinning wickedly.
"Your grandmother can be very demanding," she said, smiling.
"No shit!" Kasey agreed.
"There has never been a reception that I have attended with her, where she did not require that I get her a cup of coffee - fixed exactly the way she likes it."
"Which is ...?" Kasey asked.
"Milk and sugar."
"You didn't!" I gasped.
"I gave her Reggie's milk," she admitted to her daughter, grinning madly.
Kasey's mind started calculating.
"What did she say?" Kasey asked.
"Where's my coffee?!" her mother said, grinning at answering the wrong question.
"No - after ..."
"She accused me of getting decaf - then she asked me if the milk was fresh ..." she said, crooking an eyebrow at us.
I belly-laughed at that point. My mother-in-law joined me - until my bride - my wife - scowled at her to continue.
"Her cup was half-empty when I asked her if she wanted me to dump it out and start again."
"... and?"
"She refused - but told me not to fuck it up the next time."
"She drank it all?" I asked, incredulously.
"She swirled the cup around - to try to get it all - but finally stuck her finger in to rescue the last little bit of slippery slurry - and then licked her finger clean."
"Congratulations, Reggie," my wife said, laughing, "every Williams woman in the family has swallowed your splooge."
Her mother winked at me.
After a few minutes, Kasey announced, "Mother, I'm going to go fuck my husband. Would you ...?"
"You'll be fine," she told her daughter. "You don't need me to hold your hand. Just let Reggie work his magic."
Looking at me she said, "You have probably already figured it out - but use just your mouth - until you can easily get three fingers sliding in & out - then she should be fine."
I nodded and stood.
I started peeling off the various pieces of the tuxedo, laying them across the arm of the sofa.
I glanced at Kasey as she pulled her wedding dress over her head and flopped it onto the other end of the couch.
We were both naked except for our socks.
I realized I was seeing her pussy for the first time - and I couldn't help but stare.
A thin, golden landing-strip hovered above her bare quim - like an angel's halo turned on its side.
She crossed her arms - and hands - defensively - in front of her body.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You're staring ..." she complained.
"Do you know you're fucking beautiful?"
I looked up at her eyes and held my hand out to her.
She stepped closer - and took it - but was acting shy, all of the sudden.
"Kasey," I said, getting her attention, "I love you. We'll go at your pace. Let's just lie in your bed and hold each other. This doesn't have to happen tonight."
"Yes," she said, firmly, "it does."
She looked over at her mother - who was shaking her head slightly, "Start with talking - then you can touch. Just let it happen. Forcing it won't give you what you've been waiting for all this time."
Kasey huffed a little - setting her shoulders - and led me by the hand - up the stairs - to her bedroom - and her bed.
Everything was white! The sheets, the pillows, the quilt ... I stopped - halting her approach to the bed.
She took in my look and giggled, saying, "I want there to be proof that you got my cherry."
I pulled her to face me.
"Kase, it's not 100%. You may not even bleed."
I don't know why I tried to argue. Her face told me that she knew she was right.
If any woman in the universe knew every single detail about her hymen it was Kasey - my wife.
"I'm not doubting you," I offered. "Obviously, you've done your research."
I leaned forward and kissed her.
"Can we not make this into a science experiment? I just want to hold you, to kiss you, to touch you - and maybe get a little better peek at that incredible pussy of yours that I finally got to see. I want to make out with you, caress you, taste you, and nibble on all of your delectable bits ..."
She stepped directly in front of me, climbed onto my stiff rod like it was a hobby-horse, and put her arms around my neck - pulling me in for a kiss.
My dick was trapped in her gap - gripped between her legs and her sex. As she kissed me, she slid her pelvis forward & backward, grinding her labia along the top of my rigid rod.
When she finished kissing me, she asked, a little rebelliously, "What if I don't want to go slow?"
I pulled back a little, dragging my cock out of her grip. With my left hand, I grabbed her ass; with my right, I pulled my cock up against my stomach. I hefted her into the air and pulled her against my pelvis - trapping my phallus between her abs and mine. I released my dick and grabbed her other ass-cheek with my right hand.
She wrapped her legs around me and proceeded to grind herself up & down along the bottom of my cock - while hugging my neck - and sucking my soul from my body with her lips, mouth, and tongue.
Her moaning was getting louder.
My arms were getting tired.
I carried her to the bed, turned us, sat down on the mattress - and then laid on my back.
As I did, her ankles unlocked, her knees were splayed out on either side of me, and she hooked her toes inside of my thighs. Her mouth abandoned mine - and her hands went to my shoulders.
For a moment, she closed her eyes - wriggling her sex left & right - to snuggle the underside of my penis between her labia - pressing the tender skin of my member against her vagina and her clitoris.
When she had everything touching the way she wanted, she opened her eyes, and started sliding her sex forward & backward along the bottom of my dick.
The stimulation was getting to me - and I needed to take evasive action. I fixed a picture of Margaret Thatcher in my mind as she gave a press conference about building some coalition to deal with economic concerns regarding decreasing tax revenues. It didn't work.
My personal Baywatch babe - my smoking-hot 18-year-old cheerleader wife was grinding her pussy against my body with a look of pure lust.
I became worried about how fast a human's heart can beat before it bursts into flame.
I wanted, so badly, to touch her mound - to tease that landing strip - or grope those perfect breasts - but I didn't want to distract her. I would wait for her to tell me what she needed.
She smiled at me - like she'd read every thought as it passed through my mind - and then whined as her body tensed - just before her pussy spritzed my cock, balls, and crotch with a little spray of ejaculate.
Suddenly, my cock was a Slip n' Slide - and Kasey was a 9-year-old kid on a hot, summer day.
I was going to be in trouble soon.
Her slipping - and sliding - was getting frantic - and the head of my cock had gotten dangerously close to her vaginal entrance a couple times.
When it did, she would gasp - and then return to vigorously fucking herself on my rod.
"Kasey ..."
I laid my palms on top of her legs - just above her knees - squeezing a little - trying to communicate that I was in trouble. Her eyes were closed. I wasn't sure she was hearing me.
"Kasey ..." I called, a little louder.
Her body tensed with a small orgasm, once more, and her grinding slowed - but she was riding it out.
She slid forward - until the bottom of my cock-head was tucked into the divot of her vaginal entrance.
She squirmed and wriggled - cuddling my crown - and bumping the stimulation up exponentially.
My eyes dilated; Bruce Banner was losing control and the Hulk wanted to come out to play.
I could feel my testicles starting to shrink as they took a breath to expel their load.
"Kasey!"
I stared at her as she raised herself up, grasped my penis firmly, and shoved the mouth of my sperm-spigot into the entrance to her vagina.
The first blast fired, cleanly, into her tight channel - disappearing without a trace.
The second round - for whatever reason - squirted out - all around our joining - covering her vulva, my phallus, and her hand - in my slick spend.
Before the next wave could arrive, Kasey relaxed her legs - dropping her sex down onto mine - and my sperm-covered schlong slipped inside with a little pop.
My third round fired - lubricating her tense passage - and - in seconds - I was fully socketed into my young wife's incredibly tight pussy.
She looked down - at our joining - smiled in triumph - swiped a finger through the mess - and held up a jizz-covered fingertip that was tinged with a little pink.
She cackled in victory - and her muscles - up & down her vaginal walls - kneaded my cock.
Her head spun around when her mother said, "You just have to be right."
I chuckled.
"Did you at least let yourself enjoy it?" she asked her daughter.
"Yes, mother," she replied.
Kasey's mom looked at me.
"Roll her onto her back and fuck the shit out of her. Give her the orgasm that she doesn't even realize she needs. It's her wedding night and she's just celebrating a new PR."
I looked at Kasey's face - and then back to her mother's.
"Only if she agrees."
"He came inside of me," Kasey protested.
"A whore uses her pussy to milk men dry all night long; none of them can claim her as their woman. Ride his cock like you want to give him children."
She stepped over and nudged Kasey's shoulder.
"Go use the shower-head to douche yourself out and then get back in here and we'll start again."
"Why?" she asked.
"Because your husband doesn't want to taste his own spunk while he's eating your pussy."
She grumbled - but headed to comply.
When she returned, Mrs. Williams stuck a finger up her twat to check her.
"Mother!" she complained.
"Be good to your husband and he'll be good to you. You don't realize what a prize you have here."
Her daughter stared at her.
"Sit on his face and I'll show you how to get his pecker ready for Round 2."
"I know how to suck dick," Kasey grumped.
"Then you'd better get busy or I'm taking this boy for a ride around the block."
Kasey climbed onto my naked body and I gripped her thighs, getting a good look at her beautiful pussy.
"Clean him up first," her mother instructed.
"You made me douche ..." she complained.
"He asked nothing of you and gave you everything you wanted. Clean your mess off of him and show him how much you appreciate him. If you won't, I will. Last chance."
I was a little worried about having an angry woman with her teeth near my tender-bits - but she was gentle - mostly.
I unpuckered my sphincter - relaxing - as her tongue started moving across my goodies - from my fun-bag to my cock-head.
Regardless of whether or not she was doing it willingly - the stimulation was working - and my body was responding.
My penis started reflating - and Kasey's breathing was slowing.
She was starting to get into her work - so I decided to get into mine.
I teased the tip of my tongue into her tight slit and slid it towards her anus, paused, and then back towards her clitoral hood. I didn't tongue her vagina - and I avoided her clit - for now.
She tensed a little but, then, started enjoying it - as I delved a little deeper.
I was careful to avoid the aforementioned hot-spots - but I was soon tonguing up & down her trench more quickly and firmly.
I nibbled & licked her labia - and then tongued along her landing-strip - circumnavigated her clit, once more, and headed south again.
I worked in - and then out - up - and then down - and all around her sex - still avoiding the very top and the very bottom.
Her efforts were getting better. I couldn't tell if her mom was directing her, silently, or if she was just responding to what my body was telling her. Right now it was telling her that I was going to want to fuck her very soon.
Kasey sucked my dick into her mouth and I decided it was time. I used my fingers to spread her labia - and drove my tongue into her vagina - reaching as far as I could - and trying to dig out whatever honey I could find in there.
She gasped - spitting out my cock - and trembled a little.
I licked up her slit - stopped before reaching her engorged clit - and licked my way back down again - fucking my tongue in & out of her sex.
She took the head of my cock in her mouth and jacked the shaft up & down as she sucked me.
I tossed my head side to side - bouncing my tongue against the walls of her vaginal entrance - and then traced my way north - where I finally licked her clit - and then circled it with the tip of my tongue.
"Shit!" she yelled.
I laid my tongue flat against her stiff bud and wiggled my head back and forth.
Her grip on my cock got harder and her body tensed.
"Fuck!"
I attacked her clit. I licked it, I nipped it, I tongued it, and I sucked it - and she cussed like a sailor.
When she could breathe again, she popped the head of my cock into her mouth, sucked hard, and started jacking me again.
It was time.
I rolled her onto her back and spun myself around. I pulled her ankles up next to my ears - her heels hanging behind each of my shoulders. I slid my knees & hands up under her butt - raising it - angling her vagina upward - for easy entry - and deep penetration.
My head was between her knees. I gazed down at the perfect breasts, lips, nose, eyes, ears, and chin of my beautiful bride.
I notched the tip of my dick into her tight entrance, slowly applied pressure - easing my stiff cock downward - back into her tunnel of love. She moaned & wriggled like it was the first time all over again.
I stopped every inch or so - making sure she was doing okay. Her crystal blue eyes were locked onto some point on the ceiling above me.
Once I was all the way in, I waited until her breathing normalized again. Once it did, she finally looked me in the eyes, and smiled - my angel-devil girl-woman.
I rocked my hips backward - and pulled my penis all of the way out of her vagina. I slid the tip of my dick up, along her slit, bumped it against her clit, dragged it back down again - and buried it back inside of her pussy once more.
I repeated this until she had grown accustomed to it - then it was time to change things again.
I pulled out until just the crown was inside of her and then - without pausing - drove straight back in again - reaching deeply - just barely kissing her cervix.
Out slowly - straight back in.
Out slow; in fast.
Again.
Again.
I stopped until she opened her eyes to see why.
"I love you, Kasey Nicole Mitchell. I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy until I succeed in giving you a baby as beautiful as you are."
She smiled, reached up, and ran her fingers through my hair. Jolts of electricity shot from the back of my head - all the way down my spine - to the tip of my penis.
She bit her lower lip.
In this position, it was hard to reach her mouth with mine - but I leaned into her - forcing my cock deeper & deeper - until my lips brushed against hers - and then raised back up - ready to give her a real orgasm.
"Will you fuck my bloated pussy when my body is disfigured by your baby growing inside of my womb?" she asked.
With each word, I pulled out - and then plowed into her furrow, "Every. Single. Day."
"Breed me," she ordered - releasing the hounds.
I pistoned my hips out & in, out & in. I fucked my cock in & out of her - at a solid, steady pace - until she shuddered through one orgasm. Then I sped up.
When she got the next one, I moved my hands to the back of her knees - shoved her legs down against the sides of her stomach - the gap wide enough that I could still see all of her gorgeous body - and got ready to really fuck her.
Initially, I'd been above her - just rocking my pelvis to slide into her - controlling the stimulation. Now, I was throwing my hips into each thrust - fucking her hard - driving her body closer and closer to the headboard each time I pounded my cock into her slippery sex.
My sac slapped against her ass each time I slammed into her.
All the rest had just been foreplay - but my climax was coming - and I intended to get Kasey to cum with me.
She gripped my wrists - hanging on as I pummeled her poor pussy - grunting as I drove the air out of her - again & again.
She started keening, closed her eyes, and began tugging on her tight little 22-calibre nipples.
"Once I finish knocking you up," I told her, grunting with the exertion, "I'm going to fuck a baby into your mother. Every person in town will know that you both belong to me when your bellies grow fat with my babies. Your breasts will fill with milk and our child & I will suck your fat beautiful titties while I fuck another baby into your womb."
"Oh! Fuck!" she moaned - and I felt her body start to tense.
I drove in deep - and growled as my penis started belching baby batter into my wife.
I collapsed between her legs - onto her chest. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me an amazing kiss.
"I love you KNM," I sighed.
"K&M?" she giggled.
A hand swatted my naked ass.
"Roll her over. I need a turn," my wicked mother-in-law ordered.
I wrinkled an eyebrow at her daughter - who had her legs wrapped around my hips.
"Fine," she said, grumpily. "She won't let us sleep until she gets off."
I kissed her again - hard - and rolled us over.
I heard a loud smack followed by, "Scooch up and cuddle that boy while I fuck this dick. Momma's horny."
Kasey scooted up and I latched onto a breast with my lips & tongue. She moaned.
She jumped when her mother used two fingers to scoop my overflow from her pussy and raised it to her mouth.
Then that mouth - and tongue - cleaned the sexy juices from my groin, cock, and balls.
"Legs together," she ordered, when she was done.
She grabbed Kasey's hips, hopped on behind her - like two kids sharing a bicycle - and drove her exquisite pussy down onto my battered penis.
"Fuck! Yes!" she moaned.
Kasey & I kissed, licked, cuddled, and giggled as her mother rode the two of us - like a rodeo bull - through two loud climaxes.
By the time she finished getting what she needed, Kasey's hips & ass were almost as inflamed as my poor cock.
When my mother-in-law's pussy was finally sated, she collapsed onto Kasey's back.
I usually slept on my side - to keep from snoring - but my lovers each wanted to snuggle into my arms - so I laid back and held them both.
~~~ Sunday ~~~
We met mom at church. Both of my lovers were distractingly beautiful in their sundresses.
I sat between them until Kasey caught her mother trying to discreetly stroke my lap. My bride glanced over at my mother to see if she'd noticed - but mom was trying to make sure dad stayed awake.
Kasey made me switch places with her and mom glanced over to see what was happening. I smiled at her and leaned over to kiss her cheek. She wrapped her left hand under my chin and pulled me in for a little hug.
Dad looked a little surprised when mom told him that he was taking all of us to KFC for lunch after church.
We sat and chatted after we'd eaten. This was probably the most time I'd spent with dad in years - he was almost always on the road. The pay was good - but we never saw him.
We stopped back by my house - my parents' house - and my sundress sweethearts visited with mom - while dad & I hustled the rest of my things from my room - to the backseat and the trunk.
It didn't take long and, soon, the only thing left in my room was the furniture.
Pop & Mimi stopped to say their goodbyes before they headed to the airport - so we got more kisses & hugs.
Back at #24, the girls went to change while I loaded my stuff into the garage. The only things that went into the house were my computers and electronics.
Nick & Natalie called - and invited us over to play board games. Kasey's mom wanted to go along but we told her that would look funny.
She was struggling with letting us have "couple" time.
I told her that we'd manage it like we used to do our Friday nights. She didn't want to wait.
She persisted until Kasey ordered me to throw her over the back of the couch and fuck her until she shut up. She was naked in seconds.
I lined up behind her, grabbed her beautiful breasts - and hung on as I abused her pussy with my rod.
She moaned and squealed and - on the second orgasm - squirted everywhere. She licked (and sucked) me clean - and then I helped her tidy up. We were going to need more baby wipes.
When we got back from Nick's place, Kasey climbed onto my cock - cowgirl style - and rode me through three orgasms - before I filled her with liquid love.
We fell asleep just the way we were - with momma Williams laying on her side, cuddled up against us.
~~~ Monday ~~~
Monday morning came early. Kasey had tryouts for the cheer squad. I "helped" her in the shower - and then got yelled at for touching her hot cheerleader body when she was checking herself in the mirror before heading out the door.
Her mom was nice enough to drag me back to bed and fuck the shit out of me. We fell asleep with her lying on top of me - my happy cock still buried inside of her. Kasey smacked her mom on the bare ass when she came back and found us.
My wife changed her clothes and I lifted the bottom of her sport-bra and sucked her nipples as she told us how things had gone.
Mom hugged us both when Kasey announced that she'd made the cut.
Her mom & I threw on some clothes - and we headed to the taco truck for food and spiked Jarritos.
Kasey called the number on the business card that Grandpa Williams had given her.
The secretary confirmed that the lawyer did, indeed, have a reason to meet with us. The appointment was set for mid-morning the following day.
On the way home, Kasey's mom was being grumpy. She wanted to establish a sex schedule.
After some discussion, we decided that - for at least the rest of the summer break - mom would get sex in the morning - and Kasey would get it at night - but her mom wanted a quick orgasm - to "calm her nerves" - before Kasey & I fucked each evening. She would, then, cuddle with us after we'd finished making love. We'd all sleep together - and alternate between Kasey's bed and her mom's.
Life is rough when you've got two smoking-hot women to keep happy!
I'm still not sure how I lucked out - but I wasn't about to complain.
Mrs. Williams wanted a replay of the dishwasher incident - and we ended up having to clean the floor again.
Kasey decided she was ready to try oral. Her mother warned her that she needed to learn how to take it down her throat - but my cheerleader-lover wasn't quite ready for that yet. She ended up with more than she could swallow and her mom had to leap to the rescue - to keep us from having to switch beds for the night.
They both swallowed it down. Kasey reported that it was better than whoever's she had tried before.
I wiped my face clean of Kasey's juices, gave each of them kisses, and we laid down. They had decided that I snored less on my side - so I cuddled my bride - and her mother cuddled me. Life is rough!
~~~ Tuesday ~~~
Kasey grumped at us when she woke up splayed out on my chest - as her mother gripped her hips, once again, while riding my cock.
For whatever reason, that Saturday night escapade had turned the MILF on, and she wanted a repeat performance.
Kasey's complaints quieted when I slipped a couple digits into her wet cunt.
I fingered her to orgasm as her mother finally coaxed a load of cock-snot out of my balls.
At the lawyer's office, the attorney confirmed that the marriage certificate was legitimate - and then gave Kasey a Manilla envelope - and left the room.
Inside there was a letter - written by Kasey's father - apologizing to both of them for him not having the intestinal-fortitude to tell his mother to fuck-off. He took all the blame for their financial struggles and referred to the contents of the envelope as his devil's-bargain with his father.
He told each of them that he would love them forever and that it would kill him to think that they would be stuck in their grief. He implored them to find someone to love them and care for them - since he no longer could.
We held each other as they worked through some tears.
When my lovers were ready, I went to the door and called the lawyer back in.
He explained that a life insurance policy had been purchased - with Kasey being the sole beneficiary.
There was a lump sum payout - to finish paying off the house & the car.
There was an annuity that would pay enough to cover Kasey's college tuition, books & supplies, living expenses, and a spending allowance - for the next ten years - long enough to earn a Master's Degree - plus time to get settled into her chosen career.
He had Kasey sign some papers - and then handed her a debit card for the account.
He informed her that he would be contacting the banks, directly, for the payoff amounts for the house and the vehicle - and that any leftover funds would show up in her account in the next week or so.
He told her that she would be receiving the title for the car and the deed for the house - directly from the banks - as soon as they completed the transactions and released the documents.
After that, he asked if there were any questions. I'm not sure why they do that - because people are so shell-shocked that they can never think of what they want to ask - but that's what they do.
The last item on his task-list caught us off-guard. He stated that he had filed a Cease & Desist order - on behalf of Harold & Ethyl Williams - to get the viral-video of my pizza-delivery conversation with her removed from all forms of social media.
When we explained that we didn't even know it had been posted, he acknowledged that he was already aware of that fact - and that was why we were not being sued.
He stated that the lawsuits would only begin if the people who had posted the videos refused to remove them.
It wasn't quite lunchtime - but - as we left the lawyer's office - Mrs. Williams informed us that she needed tequila.
Kasey & I ate chips & cheese while her mother worked her way through more margaritas than I've ever seen one person drink.
We pulled over on the way home and she regurgitated most of the toxic fluids onto the gravel shoulder as Kasey & I held her.
Considering how wicked tequila is, it was probably for the best - but she collapsed onto the couch when we finally got her home.
She laid her head back and snored like my mother for a couple hours.
Kasey laughed when I asked her if she wanted to fuck on the couch while her mother slept beside us - but quieted quickly. We were both a little worried about how she was taking this.
We ordered Pop's Pizza and Mrs. Williams slowly started waking up when she smelled the fresh, hot pies sitting on the breakfast bar.
She came over, collected hugs from her daughter & I, and then grabbed a paper plate and sat down at the table with us.
I got her some iced tea and she kissed me, in thanks, before I sat down.
She was sullen - almost angry - and we decided that our best response was just to give her time to work through it.
She returned to the couch and Kasey & I snuggled into her sides and played with our phones while she stared at the wall.
When we told her it was bed-time, she went to Kasey's bedroom, took off her clothes, laid in the middle of the bed, and opened her arms for us to join her.
Kasey & I shed our clothes, wrapped ourselves around her, and pulled the covers over.
I went to bed without cumming for the first time I could remember since I'd arrived at #24 Mulberry Street with that fateful pizza.
~~~ Wednesday ~~~
Wednesday passed much as Tuesday afternoon & evening had. My mother-in-law sat, alone, on the couch, and stared into space - coming to the table only long enough to share our meals.
Midway through the afternoon, she called us over and told us that she had reserved the Honeymoon Suite at one of the nicer hotels - and sent us to have an evening by ourselves.
Neither Kasey nor I thought she should be alone - but she was adamant.
We finally convinced her to stay at my mom's. I called and made the arrangements - and we dropped her off - on our way to the hotel.
I had never been in a hotel that was this nice - and the room was amazing!
The hot-tub was already full - and the jets were running. We got naked and climbed in.
We kissed & cuddled - and touched & teased - and she climbed on my stiff rod and rode me as I adored her neck, chest, and breasts with my hands & mouth.
I didn't cum - the steamy water was boiling my balls - but she got a nice long orgasm and I kissed her through it.
There was a knock at the door and I wrapped a towel around myself long enough to let the delivery guy in with our dinner.
I looked around for my wallet - to tip him - but he just nodded to me & Kasey - still hiding in the tub - and left.
The food was just as amazing as the room. We pulled a quilt from the bed, sat on the floor - in front of a romantic fire in the fireplace - and devoured our meals.
We put the leftovers & the dirty dishes back on the cart - and I rolled it out to the hall.
I killed the lights and we snuggled, kissed, and cuddled in the glow of the restless fire.
When it was getting late, Kasey crawled into the middle of the heart-shaped bed and opened her arms and legs - inviting me in.
I stood and admired her body - the dancing firelight turning her into an angelic beauty - until she growled at me to get my dick inside of her.
I hugged her body and made gentle love to her - softly and slowly - until she got one orgasm.
Then she pinched my ass and told me to fuck her.
I flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips into the air, and plunged my rigid rod into her tight twat - causing her to swear loudly - and yell at me to breed her.
I held her hips steady - as she rested on her knees - with her face buried in the silky sheets - as I pounded my cock into her pussy - my ball-sac slapping her slit & clit each time I bottomed out.
Soon, I was struggling to hold off my climax - trying to get her one more first.
She was cooing - and keening - close - but I didn't think I was going to make it.
Queen Elizabeth - and Margaret Thatcher - had abandoned me - and I could feel my fun-bag shrivel as the tidal-wave overtook me.
"Fuck!" she yelled - as my hot seed splattered against the entrance to her womb.
Her body tensed - tightening her vagina down on my penis even more - and I slid my cock in & out of her as I filled her passage with sons & daughters.
Somehow, she spun her body on my cock and I fell into her arms.
She kissed the life out of me as the last drops of semen spilled from my prick into her perfect pussy.
I kissed & cuddled her - but wondered if her mom was okay.
"She'll be okay. Thank you for loving her enough to worry - but give me a little more time with you all to myself please."
I put away my concerns about her mother and tried to show my young bride how much I lusted for - and loved - her.
~~~ Thursday ~~~
We slept in and then showered.
I talked her into bending over and grabbing her ankles. I gripped her ass and pounded another hot load of danger-sauce into her amazing cunt.
After that, we made out under the cascading water - and then cleaned each other's bodies.
We picked her mom up, grabbed curb-side at Benny's, and took our monster burgers home.
Mrs. Williams seemed better - so I relaxed and enjoyed my food - and the large raspberry shake.
Kasey got a call - from the lawyer's office - that the payments had processed.
I set up my computers & stuff in the spare bedroom.
Kasey's mom came in as I was getting on the game and stole a kiss - but left without even rubbing my cock. I wasn't sure what was up - but that wasn't normal for her.
I came out, an hour or so later, to find my wife & mother-in-law talking about whether or not they planned to stay at #24 Mulberry.
They didn't really want to move - but they also didn't like being so close to a few of Grandma Williams' spies - and having to continue living with the blinds shut all the time.
We hadn't had Chinese in a while and I talked the two of them into letting me take them to Gas Station Sushi.
Mr. Kim was a riot - as you can probably guess from the name he picked for his restaurant. Plus, he had some of the best Asian dishes around - Chinese, Japanese, and Korean.
I got us some California rolls for an appetizer - and then we all ordered our normal Chinese favorites.
When all of that was gone, I ordered some crab Rangoons. Mr. Kim's were so sweet that I considered them to be a dessert - so light - with enough onion to be savory - and enough sweet to be sinful.
My mother-in-law must've liked them as well; she was back to rubbing my crotch in public again.
On the way back, we drove through a couple neighborhoods that Kasey had been scoping out on her tablet - exploring options for a possible move.
By the time we got home, Kasey's mom seemed to be getting frisky. I was hoping that meant she was over her grief and we could move on - or at least go back to what we'd had before - until time finished healing her.
She practically herded us to the bedroom - hers & her husbands this time - which (I thought) was a good sign - since she'd avoided it before.
We were all naked - and I was lying on the bed - waiting for my two gorgeous lovers to join me - when Kasey's mom pulled out two pairs of sexy panties - handing a pair to her daughter.
"Where did you get those?" Kasey asked her.
"I found them in Reggie's room, last night," her mother said, grinning seductively. "He had them tucked away - in the drawer of his night-stand."
She was grinning like a Cheshire cat - and licking her lips - it was nice to see her back to being her normal, horny self.
"Have you been a naughty boy, Mr. Mitchell?" she asked me.
I tried to look as guilty as I could, "Yes."
"Do you need to be punished?"
"Yes," I moaned.
She climbed onto the bed, up my body, covered my mouth & nose with her musky panties - and slammed her pussy down onto my hard cock.
She stared into my eyes as she pressed the aromatic underwear against my face, rubbing her generous breasts back & forth across my chest - as she stroked my throbbing cock in & out of her gripping tightness.
I didn't know if she'd fingered herself while she was laying in my old bed or not - but she was nearly feral as she fucked herself on my dick - her hips thrusting forwards & backwards - shoving my meat in & out of her sausage-grinder.
She slowed down as her first orgasm arrived - letting it wrap around her like a blanket - soothing - soft. She sighed.
She pulled the MILF-flavored panties off of my face and tossed them at the hamper.
She raised off of me, pulled my arms above my head, and flopped her sloppy cunt onto my face, saying, "Welcome to Subway; eat fresh!"
I lapped at her wicked cunt as she started grinding her sex against my face. She pulled my hands to her breasts - and my fingers to her stiff nipples.
"Climb on, baby girl. Let's show him what happens to naughty boys who waste their seed by jerking their peckers into a trashcan."
I felt wrists grab my ankles - just before my beloved slowly impaled herself on my stiff cock.
She worked it in & out until her juices got flowing - and then I was ready to tap out.
My wicked Science teacher was grinding her twat up & down on my face so hard - and fast - that I was struggling to grab a breath.
I pinched her nipples hard.
She leaned back a little - and I stuck my tongue out. She fucked her pussy with it for a bit - and then leaned back up and ground herself on me some more.
Her moans filled my ears - and my balls were churning.
Her daughter was fucking my cock like a pro - grinding it all the way in - balls-deep - and then sliding back off until only the tip was inside - and then thrusting it in deeply once more.
The hot MILF on my face came hard - screaming and squirting - which fired off my climax - blasting hot love into my bride - who gasped, and tensed, and squirted.
I shifted - trying to catch her - as I felt her relax and start to lose her balance.
Her mother jumped up, grabbed her, and laid her in my arms. Then she snuggled in, next to us, killed the light, and pulled the blankets over.
~~~ Friday ~~~
After breakfast, we grabbed our things and headed for the campus. The bookstore was open. We planned to pick up our books, make sure we knew where everything was, and stop by the courts to play a little pickleball.
I had a T-shirt and Jersey shorts on. Each of my lovers had on a sexy tennis dress with thin shoulder straps and a waist that showed off their tremendous bodies.
They made me play against the two of them - and I was doing fine - until they raised the fronts of their skirts, giggling, to show me that neither of them had panties on.
After that, I was having trouble moving around as well - and they were killing me.
It didn't help that - every time one of them served - the other one was flashing me - and - when I served - they both flashed me.
Nobody else was on the courts - but there were a few people walking by - and the thrill of them exposing themselves was driving me crazy.
My cock was aching so badly that I finally just conceded and grabbed my stuff to head to the car.
When we got there - and stowed our things in the trunk - they shoved me into the back seat - in the middle - and then climbed in on either side.
They took turns, sitting on my cock, riding me for two minutes at a time - until each of them had climaxed.
Then they knelt beside me and took turns sucking my dick and balls until I couldn't stand it anymore - at which point Kasey grabbed my face and kissed me hard - while her mother deep-throated me and Hoovered my schlong until I spewed everything I had into her belly.
Then she shoved Kasey off and kissed me hard as well - as her daughter lifted her mother's skirt and spanked her bare ass until it was pink.
I snuck my hands up under their outfits and fingered their juicy pussies and they decided that we needed to get moving.
I consented to be dragged to the mall - to shop for shoes. Why are there so many shoe stores?!
The public flashing of bare pussies beneath tennis dresses resumed and - soon - my balls were aching again.
That night, Kasey invented a game called Pussy Roulette.
I laid in the middle of the bed on my back.
One of them grabbed my ankles and rode reverse cowgirl; one grabbed my shoulders and rode cowgirl-style.
They each got 60 seconds at a time to fuck the shit out of me - and the winner was the one that got me to nut inside them.
They blindfolded me to make it more fair. I'm not sure why they thought I couldn't tell whose pussy was whose. Kasey's was tight and tentative; her mother's was taut and tenacious.
As far as I was concerned, the biggest winner of this game was yours truly.
Kasey squealed when I filled her with my seed; her mother sucked me clean - and hard enough to climb back on and get herself one more climax before we cuddled together and turned out the lights.