Jane Part 4
The morning after the BBQ Jane and I were chatting and I enquired after her two offspring (the Harpies) and she filled in some of their background and showed me some recent photos of them. Samantha (Sam) is the oldest and a senior Medical Clinician at a well known hospital. She is a handsome, now mature, woman but Jane said that she is as cold.as ice. Looking at her photo I imagined that she is the type of woman a man would push onto the kitchen table, spread her legs wide, rip her knickers to one side and fill her belly with his seed and walk away from. Rose (Rosy) is the youngest and a School teacher. She has missed-out on good looks, is running to fat and highly emotional. She would look good in the dark and would best be taken from behind! Sam has her mother's looks and hair colouring but none of her personality. Rosy, well, let's just say she probably takes after her father.
I am mentioning the Harpies as they have been a constant diversion in our ongoing affair especially since the passing of Bill. We have had to resort to lies and subterfuge to stay out of their way. They would not approve of their mother being with me especially so soon after the funeral. They are both 'Daddies Girls' and would not want his or their memories soiled with the likes of me!
If I wasn't married I would jump at the chance to make Jane my own; she fills me with happiness and I fill her with semen at every opportunity I get. For once, Jane had decided to meet me at her flat hoping that the Harpies would be at work so I drove over to be with her. After the usual cuppa and catch-up chat I asked her how her 'going knickerless' habit was going but she disappointed me by saying she still preferred being panty-wrapped and to prove the point; lifted her dress to her waist and gave me a quick flash of her red-spotted white knickers that sent a thrill surging to my loins. I moved in closer to get a feel but she dropped the dress, slapped my hand playfully away and said that good things come to those who wait! She had a couple of household chores to perform but it wasn't long before she took my hand and led me to her bedroom!
Slowly unbuttoning her dress starting at the top it seemed like hours before the fifth and final button was undone but as always the wait was worth it. Letting it fall to the floor there she stood, matching bra and panties with hold-up stockings - she knows how to please me! Get naked boyo was all she said and happily I did as I was told. As I dropped my underpants my cock twanged-out ready for some of Jane's charms, she grabbed me by the base of my shaft and drew me closer to her. Now, I love her small saggy breasts but I also like the feel of a woman's lingerie too. I fondled her breasts through the soft materiel of her bra and kissed her warm lips and her neck. She didn't resist and let my hands do their work. Momentarily I let my left hand drop to the front of her panties and rubbed my thumb up and down her camel toe feeling her wetness start to seep through the cloth and begin to leave a wet stain. Going down to my knees I put my lips to the growing wet patch and sucked at her juices while she moved her legs slightly apart giving me access to her pussy and room to draw-down her panties which I did slowly, peeling them down from the rear and allowing them to fall to her knees. Grabbing her bum cheeks and nuzzling my face into her pubis my tongue felt her pussy lips part and I lapped at her sticky vaginal seepage and her clitoris allowing it to stray along her groove while she had her hands on top of my head encouraging my every movement.
Jane began to move back slowly until, reaching the bed end, sat, leaving me all wet-faced and greedy for more. Laying back she lifted her knees to her chest holding them there, hands on knees and once again I thrust my face into her wetness. Before long I just had to have her! Taking hold of her thighs I pulled her to me still as she was with her knees drawn-up. Taking my cock in my right hand I used its tip to nudge her pussy lips apart and, finding her opening, pulled back my foreskin and lowered myself into her. I didn't last too long; the wetness, warmth and sensations overwhelmed me and, with a knee-trembling shudder emptied myself into her. For a while I held the position but as my hard-on began to fade it shortly; with a wet plop slid from her and down to dangle along her slit with the tip dangerously close to her bum hole. From nowhere she produced a guest towel and held it to her opening and, as I moved away to lay down beside her, closed her lovely legs to hold it in position and catch the spunk as it oozed from her luscious vagina. If we were smokers this would have been the perfect time for a post-coital smoke. Basking in the afterglow of a glorious time we snoozed for a while until I felt her stir and begin to fondle my cock and bring it back to life - she wanted more!
Her manipulations were working, Stopping briefly to unclasp her bra and to remove the damp guest towel from between her legs she bent down to my hardening cock and kissed it warmly - right on the tip. Moving back upright she whispered in my ear telling me she wanted me to take her from behind and to shoot my load over her; wanting to feel the sensation as it dribbled its way along her slit and on to her thighs. Well, what's a man to do! Eagerly we jockeyed into position; her kneeling on the bed end head down and bum high and me stood on the floor with my cock stiff and ready waiting for the right opportunity. I took a moment to look at her lovely, smooth closed vaginal lips, her puckered bum hole and her small titties hanging down and got closer, and closer still until I probed gently with my cock end at her slit and, finding her opening, probed deeper until I got the first inch or so into her. With a wiggle of her hips and bum the rest of me slid into her! I was loving the feel of her vaginal passage on my cock, hearing her purr with delight as it slid in and out of her and I knew from the familiar tingle I was about to cum. Before I could utter a word Jane said she could feel me getting ready to cum and to remember what she had said. With a final thrust and with Jane encouraging me loudly I withdrew and, holding the shaft to her puckered bum opening shot my hot load! At that instant I heard a sharp intake of breath and a strangled cry from my right and, looking towards the now open door saw to my horror, Rosy!
What the fuck! In an instant she was gone and crying on her way to the kitchen area. Jane had seen her too as she fled and, with a worried sounding Oh No, No, No!, grabbed a nearby kimono and hurriedly wrapped it about her and ran after Rosy. I could only guess that she had let herself into the flat and, hearing noises, gone to the bedroom door and watched as some strange bloke fucked her mum! This was not going to end well so I began to get some clothes on while I heard the surreal conversation emanating from the nearby kitchen. To my recollection it went something like this:
Rose: Mother, how could you!
Jane: Well I.....
Rose: Who is he?
Jane: A friend he.......
Rose: But he had, he had his thing, his penis in you!
Jane: Well, yes, but........
Rose: Mum, I saw him, I saw him ... ejaculate over you!
Jane: Well yes, I sorry you had to see that but.....
Rose: Mother, how could you, how fucking could you! (followed by loud sobbing)
At this I decided to make my escape and heading towards the front door saw Jane standing over a sobbing Rosy rubbing her back making 'there, there' sounds. Looking towards Jane I saw her glower at me, put her finger to her lips urging me not to say anything and, with a head motion beckoned me to get out while the going was good!
As I sat in the car, and being the person that I am, I had a momentary lewd thought of Jane succouring Rosy with my sperm still wet on her body and dampening her kimono. I have a feeling that this is going to be the end of our relationship especially when Samantha the Ice Goddess puts her tuppence worth in. With a sigh I started the car and drove off waiting for the inevitable shit storm to build up. Well dear reader, what should I do, any ideas?
I am mentioning the Harpies as they have been a constant diversion in our ongoing affair especially since the passing of Bill. We have had to resort to lies and subterfuge to stay out of their way. They would not approve of their mother being with me especially so soon after the funeral. They are both 'Daddies Girls' and would not want his or their memories soiled with the likes of me!
If I wasn't married I would jump at the chance to make Jane my own; she fills me with happiness and I fill her with semen at every opportunity I get. For once, Jane had decided to meet me at her flat hoping that the Harpies would be at work so I drove over to be with her. After the usual cuppa and catch-up chat I asked her how her 'going knickerless' habit was going but she disappointed me by saying she still preferred being panty-wrapped and to prove the point; lifted her dress to her waist and gave me a quick flash of her red-spotted white knickers that sent a thrill surging to my loins. I moved in closer to get a feel but she dropped the dress, slapped my hand playfully away and said that good things come to those who wait! She had a couple of household chores to perform but it wasn't long before she took my hand and led me to her bedroom!
Slowly unbuttoning her dress starting at the top it seemed like hours before the fifth and final button was undone but as always the wait was worth it. Letting it fall to the floor there she stood, matching bra and panties with hold-up stockings - she knows how to please me! Get naked boyo was all she said and happily I did as I was told. As I dropped my underpants my cock twanged-out ready for some of Jane's charms, she grabbed me by the base of my shaft and drew me closer to her. Now, I love her small saggy breasts but I also like the feel of a woman's lingerie too. I fondled her breasts through the soft materiel of her bra and kissed her warm lips and her neck. She didn't resist and let my hands do their work. Momentarily I let my left hand drop to the front of her panties and rubbed my thumb up and down her camel toe feeling her wetness start to seep through the cloth and begin to leave a wet stain. Going down to my knees I put my lips to the growing wet patch and sucked at her juices while she moved her legs slightly apart giving me access to her pussy and room to draw-down her panties which I did slowly, peeling them down from the rear and allowing them to fall to her knees. Grabbing her bum cheeks and nuzzling my face into her pubis my tongue felt her pussy lips part and I lapped at her sticky vaginal seepage and her clitoris allowing it to stray along her groove while she had her hands on top of my head encouraging my every movement.
Jane began to move back slowly until, reaching the bed end, sat, leaving me all wet-faced and greedy for more. Laying back she lifted her knees to her chest holding them there, hands on knees and once again I thrust my face into her wetness. Before long I just had to have her! Taking hold of her thighs I pulled her to me still as she was with her knees drawn-up. Taking my cock in my right hand I used its tip to nudge her pussy lips apart and, finding her opening, pulled back my foreskin and lowered myself into her. I didn't last too long; the wetness, warmth and sensations overwhelmed me and, with a knee-trembling shudder emptied myself into her. For a while I held the position but as my hard-on began to fade it shortly; with a wet plop slid from her and down to dangle along her slit with the tip dangerously close to her bum hole. From nowhere she produced a guest towel and held it to her opening and, as I moved away to lay down beside her, closed her lovely legs to hold it in position and catch the spunk as it oozed from her luscious vagina. If we were smokers this would have been the perfect time for a post-coital smoke. Basking in the afterglow of a glorious time we snoozed for a while until I felt her stir and begin to fondle my cock and bring it back to life - she wanted more!
Her manipulations were working, Stopping briefly to unclasp her bra and to remove the damp guest towel from between her legs she bent down to my hardening cock and kissed it warmly - right on the tip. Moving back upright she whispered in my ear telling me she wanted me to take her from behind and to shoot my load over her; wanting to feel the sensation as it dribbled its way along her slit and on to her thighs. Well, what's a man to do! Eagerly we jockeyed into position; her kneeling on the bed end head down and bum high and me stood on the floor with my cock stiff and ready waiting for the right opportunity. I took a moment to look at her lovely, smooth closed vaginal lips, her puckered bum hole and her small titties hanging down and got closer, and closer still until I probed gently with my cock end at her slit and, finding her opening, probed deeper until I got the first inch or so into her. With a wiggle of her hips and bum the rest of me slid into her! I was loving the feel of her vaginal passage on my cock, hearing her purr with delight as it slid in and out of her and I knew from the familiar tingle I was about to cum. Before I could utter a word Jane said she could feel me getting ready to cum and to remember what she had said. With a final thrust and with Jane encouraging me loudly I withdrew and, holding the shaft to her puckered bum opening shot my hot load! At that instant I heard a sharp intake of breath and a strangled cry from my right and, looking towards the now open door saw to my horror, Rosy!
What the fuck! In an instant she was gone and crying on her way to the kitchen area. Jane had seen her too as she fled and, with a worried sounding Oh No, No, No!, grabbed a nearby kimono and hurriedly wrapped it about her and ran after Rosy. I could only guess that she had let herself into the flat and, hearing noises, gone to the bedroom door and watched as some strange bloke fucked her mum! This was not going to end well so I began to get some clothes on while I heard the surreal conversation emanating from the nearby kitchen. To my recollection it went something like this:
Rose: Mother, how could you!
Jane: Well I.....
Rose: Who is he?
Jane: A friend he.......
Rose: But he had, he had his thing, his penis in you!
Jane: Well, yes, but........
Rose: Mum, I saw him, I saw him ... ejaculate over you!
Jane: Well yes, I sorry you had to see that but.....
Rose: Mother, how could you, how fucking could you! (followed by loud sobbing)
At this I decided to make my escape and heading towards the front door saw Jane standing over a sobbing Rosy rubbing her back making 'there, there' sounds. Looking towards Jane I saw her glower at me, put her finger to her lips urging me not to say anything and, with a head motion beckoned me to get out while the going was good!
As I sat in the car, and being the person that I am, I had a momentary lewd thought of Jane succouring Rosy with my sperm still wet on her body and dampening her kimono. I have a feeling that this is going to be the end of our relationship especially when Samantha the Ice Goddess puts her tuppence worth in. With a sigh I started the car and drove off waiting for the inevitable shit storm to build up. Well dear reader, what should I do, any ideas?
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