It Happened Again/Chapter One
It Happened Again
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Chapter One
“Oh, gawd, you’re extraordinary,” I managed to groan while my little love scraped her tongue over the head of my cock. She held a death grip on the shaft and nibbled from the frenum down to my bag. Since she had started this, she had taken to rolling the little eggs in my sack around with one hand, while she held me in the other and used her lips to drive me mad.
The bus left her off at the usual the time and she seemed particularly frisky today. She raced into my office, latched the door behind her and stood next to my chair with her hands clasped behind her back while she waited for me to finish what I was working on.
When I looked up at her, she couldn’t resist a second longer, so she flew into my face and plastered her succulent lips to my mouth. Needless to say all thoughts of continued work came to an abrupt halt. She speared her tongue between my lips and tried to force it down my throat as she pushed me back into my chair.
I gave her cute little nose a nibble as I pulled away and asked, “You must have had a particularly nice day in classes?”
“I’m so bloody randy,” she said breathlessly, “I soaked my knickers through.”
I tucked my hand under her skirt only to be met by a very juicy and very bare little clam, and told her, “I believe they’re missing, but I liked what I found under there.”
“I had to take them off and then I soaked the back of my skirt, oh, yes...” she exclaimed as my finger slipped up into her weeping little pocket, and she begged, “Put another, I need something more in there,” so I twisted three up to the knuckles.
I’m glad I covered her mouth with mine because she screamed whiled I screwed my fingers into her. She hovered for only a second on the brink of orgasm before she dived into it head first. I continued to twist my fingers into her convulsing little tube until the contractions eased and then I pulled them out and sucked each of them dry while I savoured her delectable juices.
She pulled away and after she regained some composure, tore my trousers open, tugged them down, and then she asked, “Why Charles, whatever happened to your pants?”
“I would only have to remove them after you arrived and thought I could save time if I didn’t wear any. You like?”
“Hmmm, it makes me tingle that you’re naked under your trousers. I’m thirsty and need my drink now,” she said as she pushed my chair away from the desk and fell to her knees between my legs; then she devoured me. She never just sucked my cock; to my delight the girl ravished me with her mouth.
We had established a pretty stable routine with the after class liaisons in my office, the weekend sleep overs and, of course, the supper visits. My libido seems to have shot up like a rocket though, and I’ve had to ease the morning wood so I could survive until afternoon. It was still hard not to pop a bone or two during the day in anticipation. Weekends were another matter because we had the freedom to be gluttons and gorge ourselves in the delights of the flesh.
I spent more and more time at her place and almost every other night, Jess and her mum came over to mine. We ceased all pretense of hiding from her mum, and though she was not willing yet to join us yet, she enjoyed a nice frig while she watched us together. In fact, it was thrilling for me, and I’m sure Jess, to have her with us.
While we enjoyed a brandy after supper in my lounge, Sandra continued her story as her daughter fiddled with my rapidly inflating cock through my trousers.
“I was seven when things started with father while he bathed me. Mum said I was too old and tried to end the baths, but I fought her tooth and nail and won out in the end. It was because of the extra attention he paid to my bum and fanny. Then one time, after a particularly enjoyable fanny scrubbing, he told me, ‘Clean enough to lick.’
Even at that age I was prone to cheeky remarks and told him, ‘Then lick it,’ and he did.
He grasped my naked bum cheeks, pulled me to the rim of the bath, sucked my pud into his mouth and then he slid his tongue through my slit and found my tiny clit. It gave me the most incredible feeling, much better than scrubbing, and it was like a tickle that started in my fanny and spread over my entire body. It was so intense that I tried to pull away, but thought, ‘This is a good tickle,’ and instead, pushed myself into his mouth.
His tongue flitted across my little joy bean and the tickle got stronger, and stronger and felt like a balloon inflated inside of me and I was going to pee when it burst. He didn’t stop and when the balloon burst, my pee dribbled down his shirt. He made this funny sound like moan against my pud and then he shivered. After a few seconds he released me and when he stood up, the leg of his trousers was wet like he had peed his pants.
Then he rushed out of the room and I followed him, dripping wet. He stripped out of his clothes off pulled on his massive thing with his hand. When he saw me, he said, ‘Don’t look, Sandy. I’ll be finished in a tick.’
Of course, that didn’t stop me from watching while he furiously tugged on himself until he groaned and white jelly spurted from the end of his thing. I got scared because I disobeyed him and ran back to the bath, quickly dried and then put on my night dress.
As he tucked me into bed, he apologized, ‘Sandy, I couldn’t help myself and hope I didn’t scare you.’
‘You didn’t scare me, it was wicked. Did you wet your pants?’
‘No, some cream came out when I kissed you.’
‘Like it did when you pulled on it?’
‘I thought I told you not to watch you little imp?” Then he pulled my nose and admitted, “Yes, it came out again when I pulled on it,’ and then he kissed me and tucked me between the covers.
It was hard for me to go to sleep because I kept thinking about his big thing and the cream. I wished I was closer so I got a better look and decided that I had to watch it again.”
She paused for a moment, so I commented, “Sandy, that was one hot story as you can see,” and ran my hand over the bulge.
“Why did you call me Sandy? Nobody called me Sandy except father.”
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because you used Sandy in your story.”
“You don’t have to stop using it. I was so wound from the story, I felt it in my pussy when you said it.” Then she ran her hand over my tent and asked, “Can I help you with that?” Then she gave it a little squeeze and said, “It’s been a long time for me.”
“Mum,” Jess exclaimed, “He’s my man.”
“Won’t you share with mummy just an itsy little bit?” She begged her daughter.
Jess was undecided and appeared puzzled for a few seconds, but conceded with a nod of her head and said, “Just a little, but not too much.”
“Does Jess know more of the story than what you’ve just told us?” I asked.
“A bit, but not that much. What do you say? Need a little help with that thing?”
I gently brushed my fingers over Jessica’s cheek and told Sandy, “By all means, as long as it doesn’t offend my love. You heard the boss.”
That must have been the green light because both of them pounced and stripped my trousers off. When Jess tried to pull down to my pants, her mum pulled her hand away and told her, “Allow me,” and I certainly wasn’t going to stop her.
She slipped her hand under the waistband and wrapped it around me while she tugged my pants down. Her cool grip was electric and I lifted bum while she pulled them down to my knees. Then she spotted the wet drop on the head and lapped it up with her tongue which made my bum leave the cushion and caused my cock to skid across her lips.
Then, she handed me to her daughter, who with the glint of the devil in her eyes and self satisfied little smirk, sucked me into her mouth and pulled off with a plop. She knew exactly how to excite me and grinned like the cat who got the cream but almost got the cream for real with her stunt. But mum insisted on her share and stuffed me against her tonsils.
The certainly wouldn’t stay in my balls for long the way things were going. But Sandy followed her daughter’s lead and sucked hard as she pulled me out of her mouth and when Jess dove in for another taste, a deafening boom resounded in my ears while a brilliant flash of white light exploded behind my eyes. It slammed me into the sofa and my cannon fired long stringy ropes over their faces.
Through glazed eyes and a fog filled brain, I watched the two kiss the erupting mushroom and share the bubbling juice between their lips. I’m afraid the electric surge fried the circuitry in my brain for awhile and I didn’t come around until Sandy mashed her slimy lips against mine.
“Thank you,” she mumbled.
“No, love, thank you and your gracious assistant. That was the best jobby I believe I’ve ever experienced… ow,” I felt Jessica’s punch landed firmly against my arm.
I gently held her fist in my hands and pried her fingers apart. Then nibbled on her lips and murmured, “No offense, love. You’re still the best. Think of it this way, when your mum helps, it’s even better,” and with that, her tender lips melted against mine and we kissed for a moment, while she shared the semen that had landed on her lips with me.
The next afternoon, she bounced into my office with a merry spring in her step, and then quickly latched the door and came to my desk. She stood there, lifted herself and bounced on her toes while she tried to restrain a smile from her face. She definitely knew how to draw my attention and made further work impossible.
“You look positively ravishing today,” I complimented her.
“It’s because I have good news.”
“Do tell, I can’t wait?”
“You have to truthfully answer a question first.”
“Love, you must know I would never lie to you.”
“How much do you like mum? I need to know.”
“My dearest, I really like your mum but you are my love. I would never do anything to hurt you.”
“That’s good. I feel better about you and mum. We had a long talk and she told me a lot of things I didn’t know. It’s hard for me to think of her as my mum and my sister but I understand now why she misses grandfather so much.”
“I wondered if she would let on to you about that. It’s good that you know. Your mum loved your grandfather more than anything else in the world and I’m glad. If she didn’t love him so much, I wouldn’t have you, you sexy nymph,” and then twisted a finger into her tummy and jabbed my fingers into her sides which made her squeal.
“I don’t feel jealous now and don’t mind if you do it with mum. She is my mum, even though she’s my sister too. I love her and I know she needs you.”
“You, girl, are way too wise and generous for your years. Bear this in mind; you will always be included and never neglected.”
“Can I tell you the news?”
“Of course, I’m dying to hear it.”
“Miranda, Monica and Heather are sleeping over at my place this weekend. They all want to meet you. Does it give you any ideas?”
“Yes, it does. About you or them? The idea it gives me about you right now, is how nice it would be to bend you over the chair and fuck your gorgeous bum off. If your friends are included I may not survive the weekend.”
She squealed, bent over the chair and flipped her skirt up. “Oh, gawd the sight of her bare bum like that will do me in one of these days,” I grumbled.
“I’m waiting,” she said as she wiggled her bum at me.
It’s a good thing I left my pants off because I may not have been able to sink my cock into her before I lost my load. She was primed and ready though and the little ripples inside her tube began as soon as I entered her and her orgasm was well underway before mine started. As it was, I managed to bury about three inches inside before my spunk shot out. What began as the fastest fuck in history, was nigh over yet.
My cock didn’t begin to flag while the sperm factory in my balls surged into high production. Jess pounded herself back into me and I reciprocated by hammering myself into her. It was glorious but I feared we were going to attract attention with all the noise we made.
The door rattled and gave me a start so I froze, but Jess kept grinding herself into me. Then someone unlocked the door and quickly slipped into the room. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was Sandy.
“I heard you two rutting at the end of the corridor and had to come and watch.”
“Jess, calm down a bit,” I muttered as I smoothed my hand over her back, and then redirected, “Sandy, has anyone told you yet how wild your girl is?”
“She drives me wild to, but not like that. I hope you don’t mind if I watch? I’ve got a bit of an itch that needs a scratch.”
It was hard to control my thrusts and all I heard was the sound of my heart and then the slosh. Sandy’s hand had found purchase between her legs and furiously flapped her skirt up.
The need for caution and quiet allowed me to maintain a measure of control but I needed to try a different approach so I could calm my love. So, I slowly withdrew from her heavenly little haven until only the tip remained, before I slowly pushed into her. However, she slammed herself into me and I restrained her hips. The girl needed another orgasm so I set her irresistible little pucker in my sights and squeezed both of my thumbs into her arse as I nailed the short and sweet ones into her. When my sack drew up and the tingle started in the base of my cock, I sealed my piss hole against her cervix and hosed her womb.
True to form, my girl’s orgasm smashed into her and she collapsed over the chair. So, while her strongly muscled tube milked the spunk from my balls, Sandy leaned into me and moaned, “I’m with you...”
End Chapter One
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