Mother Knows Best Ch. 02

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Chapter 2: The Chapel

I was done for the day. I had just marked some freshman papers, and I was getting a hard on, dreaming about fucking Martha, my girlfriend’s mother again. I’d fucked her 4 times in the past month, and this affair didn’t look like it was going to end any time soon. I would rather have Martha as my lover than Susan, but I couldn’t very well break up with my girlfriend just so I could fuck her mother without complications.

I had been with Martha last night, Thursday, the night when Susan worked out of town and didn’t get back until after 11. Martha and I were very careful– I went to see her early, around 7, and I always left by 9, in case Susan’s last class was cancelled and she came home early.

Last night, Martha had dressed up in “retro” style, wearing old-fashioned panties, bra, garter belt and stockings for me. They looked like stuff you’d see in a 1960’s Sears catalogue. It didn’t really make that much difference to me, but Martha liked doing it, and I was happy to go along with her. Besides, I do love a woman wearing nylon stockings.

There was a light tap on the door, and — speak of the devil– a gorgeous, sexy devil– Susan came in.

“So, where do you wanna do it tonight?” she said, jutting her big boobs at me.

I’d forgotten that she was going to stop by when I was finished, and despite the fact that I’d just been fantasizing about her mother, I was still glad to see her. She had a direct and dirty way of talking with me which was a big turn-on.

She put one red high heel up on my desk so her red skirt fell back , revealing all of her cool , white, stockings and her panties. I could see wisps of pussy hair sticking out from the sides where the silky material covered her crotch.

“How about right here? We can lock the door—there’s nobody around.”

“We’ve already done it here—several times. I want you to fuck me in a building where we haven’t done it before.” That was our goal– to fuck in every building on the campus.

“Well,” I said slowly, “Let’s walk across campus and see what we find.”

“OK,” she replied. She pulled her panties to one side so I could see her pink pussy lips before standing up. “Come on, let’s go.”

We walked out of my office building and across the lawns of the university until straight ahead of us was a building called “the chapel.” Once it had really been a chapel, back when the university still held religious services. Now it was used for concerts and plays.

I looked at Susan and she nodded. We circled behind the building, and on one side, we found a door that was unlocked. We entered cautiously. The room was dark, but at one side was another room where the lights were on and voices could be heard.

“Stay here,” I whispered. I crept up to the door and had a quick glance inside. There were a guy and a girl in there, apparently practicing their lines for a play.

I tip-toed back to Susan and whispered, “Ssssshh—follow me.”

We went out a door at the other end of the room and found ourselves in the wings of the stage, which was dimly lit. Quietly we went down to the floor of the auditorium and up the aisle to the back. At the back in the lobby there was a staircase on each side going up to the balcony

I let Susan go up first so I could get a good look at her legs. The light from the stage didn’t do much this far back in the auditorium, but even so, they were gorgeous. I confess, I’m leg man. I look at a woman’s legs first of all, and I love just sitting on a bench in a busy mall watching all the fuckable women walk by on their antalya escort sexy legs. That reminded me of how good Martha, Susan’s mother had looked the night she had taught me to dance swing and how I had ended up buried deep in her cunt with her begging me to fuck her…

Susan stopped on the stairs and bent over so I could see all the way up her skirt to her ample but shapely ass. She bent further forward so I could see the sweet, moist spot that I would soon be savouring. My cock started to get hard in my jeans.

We were in the balcony now, and Susan went up about 10 rows, almost to the top and sat down on the step, which was about three feet wide and three feet deep. She sat down and patted the ground beside her. I sat down next to her and we started kissing each other. Very soon, I could see that Susan’s face was getting flushed and she had a lustful look in her eyes. As we drove our tongues deep into each other’s mouths, I started fondling her hug tits.

They were the size of cantaloupes and just as firm, big mounds of woman flesh that were very sensitive to being squeezed and caressed. I felt her nipples hardening , even through the material of her blouse and satin bra. I tweaked them mercilessly—she like me to be rough with her nipples. She often asked me to bite them, but since I wasn’t into giving or receiving pain, the best I could do was to take them gently in my teeth and wiggle her tits back and forth . That got her really turned on , and she often came very quickly after 5 minutes of tit-play.

She was unbuttoning her blouse now, unloading one massive boob from her bra, and my mouth left hers and went down to where she was pushing her nipple towards me. Her aureoles were big and dark red, and her nipple was big too—about the size of my thumb, though not too long. When my mouth latched onto her nipple and I sucked it deep in my mouth, she let out a groan and her body stiffened a s waves of pleasure coursed through her. I wondered if I could make her come without ever touching her pussy.

But I wanted to touch her pussy. I loved the scent of her moist cunt, I loved the tangy taste of her juice, and most of all, I loved making her come while ramming my cock deep into her hungry cunt, looking her in the eyes all the while to let her know how much I wanted her to cum, and to see how much she wanted to give herself to me.

My aunt had taught me that—look a woman I the eye as you eat her or fuck her or suck her, and she’ll want to give you everything she’s got.

My right hand was now sliding slowly up between her legs, pushing them apart slightly, relishing the feel of silky hose, until I got to the top of her stocking and felt instead the warm naked flesh of her inner thigh. I wished I has more hands more tongues, more cocks to enjoy every single inch of her hot body.

She was reaching up behind her back now, unsnapping her bra to give me better access other incredibly hypersensitive breast. As the second one came free of her light blue satin bra, I switched sides, taking the new nipple deep into my mouth, and sucking hard. Her hand came up and started massaging the boob I had just relinquished.

My right hand moved up a few inches over the warm flesh of her thigh and touched the crotch of her smooth panties. They were literally dripping wet. I slid them aside and ran the flat of my fingers over her swollen pussy lips. She groaned and stiffened again, and I loved the fact that I was giving her so much pleasure.

My aunt had also taught me to make the woman I was with cum first and I would always be completely alanya escort satisfied so I wanted to get my tongue inside Susan’s cunt and make her cum.

Just as I slid my finger into her dripping and inviting cunt, the lights on the stage went on and the guy and girl came out onto centre stage. They began talking, though we couldn’t make out the words. Apparently they were practicing their lines. I didn’t think they could see us, but I was afraid they might hear us, because I was rotating two fingers in Susan’s drenched pussy and she was moaning louder and louder. But she saw what was happening too, so she clamped her mouth shut and let out long and sexually arousing “mmmmm” sounds.

I stopped sucking her engorged nipple and put my face down into the deliciously scented sauna of her cunt, pushing her skirt up and exposing to my sight the loveliness of her silky stockinged legs, the exciting border at the top of her stockings, the smoothness of her thighs, and the sight of her swollen red pussy lips which were begging to be kissed.

I as I drove my darting tongue into her cunt, she let out another stifled moan, leaned back, and wrapped one nyloned leg around my back. One of her hands went to my head and caressed it, pushing it gently deeper into her love hole.

I licked her wet slit from top to bottom, then side–to-side. She was pushing her mound towards my face now, and as I quickly glanced to one side where I could see her red fingernails digging into the carpet.. I tongued my way up to the top of her snatch and burrowed my tongue deep between her puffy cunt lips until I found her clit, which I began to lick as I slid two fingers deep into her pussy, looking for the g-spot and feeling the smooth slickness of the inside of her vagina.

She was pressing harder now, pressing my face into her pussy, tightening her silky leg around my back , and huffing and puffing as she got close to orgasm. I knew just what to do. I stopped licking, raised my face, locked my eyes on hers, and whispered, “Baby , I want you to cum now!”, and as I did so, I pumped my finger quickly in and out of her pussy. “Cum baby, cum, come on, give it to me , give me everything.”

And she did. Her body jerked and I could feel her pussy tightening around my finger as she let out a muffled squeal through her clenched teeth, nodding her head, bucking her hips, and generally going through a fit of pleasure as she kept her eyes on mine. The scent of her gushing juice reached my nostrils and turned me on even more. I was ready to put my cock in her.

I rolled over onto my back and pushed my jeans and shorts down. My cock was hard and ready. Susan squatted over me with her back to me and eased herself down onto my rigid pole. I could feel it going all the way into her wet love-hole. I grabbed her enormous tits and thrust my hips upwards, driving my cock into her pussy just that extra half inch or so. She moaned quietly and started twisting her ass from side to side.

So there we were, high in the balcony, me laying back with my cock straight up in the air, Susan sitting on my cock and twisting her went cunt around it, and down below on the stage were two actors, oblivious to the show we were putting on.

Susan and I both worked hard to be quiet as we pleasured each other, and all to soon, Susan’s hands tightened on her thighs, and she began moaning softly and shivering. I felt her pussy contract on my cock and I knew that she was cumming again—so I let go as well, bouncing her up and down as I shot a hot load of cum into alanya rus escort her willing pussy.

We sat there quietly in the upper balcony of the chapel, we continued to gaze down on the actors on stage as we recovered from our delicious orgasms. After a while , Susan raised her self off my semi-erect cock and pulled her skirt down.

“You like her, don’t you,” said Susan, indicating the blonde girl on stage. “Ill bet she’s got a tight pussy—she looks skinny and dried up from up here.” This was Susan’s way of talking, which was one of the things I really loved about her—her vulgar mouth.

“”Hm, ” I responded. Yeah , she looks a little prudish—she’d probably have to have help to get me off.”

“So you’d like to have a threesome with her?”

We had talked about having a threesome before—but I wanted it to be with another woman and not another man—that would be uncomfortable for me to see someone else fucking Susan’s amazing cunt. I wanted it to be me. Susan seemed willing to go along with the idea of having a female partner.

“Well, you know I”d like to have a threesome—but with her? I don’t know.”

“What if I said that I knew someone e who would love to be in a threesome with us—would you do it?”

After pausing a moment to consider what Susan’s response would be, I said “yeah.” After all, it was Susan who kept bringing it up and who had just said that she might have found someone—I had to assume that she wouldn’t object to me fucking another woman—as long as she was there. She had made that quite clear.

“Well, I’ll sound her out a little more and maybe I can arrange it.”

“Who is it?” I asked curiously. “Somebody I know?”

“It’s a secret for now,” she said mischievously, “but if she doesn’t make you cum, I’ll be there to make sure you do—more than once. Mmmm, imagine that—three of us naked in a bed together, giving each other multiple orgasms.”

And for the next couple of weeks, imagine it I did. Every female I saw between the ages of 16 and 60, I wondered are you the one who’s going to climb into bed with Susan and me?”

As we left the theatre we crossed the edge of the stage again and we passed the girl who had been on stage practicing her lines. “Oh, I didn’t realize we had an audience– I hope you enjoyed it.”

“This is one trip to the theatre that I’ve enjoyed more than any other,” I said.

“I’ll bet it was ,” the girl replied—and she gave me a wink that made me thing that she had seen our little show up in the balcony. The thought turned me on. I liked the idea of being watched by a woman as I fucked Susan.

As I said good night to Susan, she asked me again if I thought I was ready to be in a threesome with another woman. (Did she really need to ask?) “You know I am”, I said. “And you also know that it’s you I love really to fuck, so the other woman would just be there for added pleasure—an experiment. I mean, you want to do this too, don’t you? I bet you’re imaging all the things you could do to another girl or that she could do to you, while I watch.”

“I am, ” She said, ” and I think I know someone who will help us out. I ‘ll let you know soon.” She gave me a deep tongue kiss and rubbed my cock while I gave her boobs a goodnight squeeze, and then I went home, sexually satisfied but with a burning imagination. Would she find a girl? I was sure she would . Would it be somebody I knew? I wasn’t sure. Big, little, blonde or brunette, experienced or new to threesomes? I took me along time to fall asleep that night—and every other night for a couple of days.

My life seemed consist of waiting– waiting for Martha to call and tell me Susan was out of town again and she needed my cock. Waiting for Susan to call and tell me she had found someone to join us in bed. Waiting for an unknown woman to spread her legs and invite me inside while Susan watched…

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