girlfriendsmother

Her Young Daughter's Boyfriend
(m/f, i/r, n/c) by Black Demon

_______________________________________ Standard Disclaimer! This is a fictional story intended for Adults only! _______________________________________

Now looking back, a year later, Eileen quivered as her mind played back every second of that night in the motel room. She recalled how her daughter's teenage boyfriend held her hips firmly in his grasp with his fat bloated cockhead enveloped in the clasping lips of her pussy, how he held himself still and prevented her from moving back onto the pleasure giving shaft. She had tried to get away from the smirking young teen, but that was up until he fucked his fat cockhead up into her cunny, and then the confident young bastard was taunting her "Beg me, bitch! Beg me! Beg me for my cock like you did before! C'mon, bitch ........................beg me!" Recalling how she was on the bed on all fours, Eileen remembered shaking her head 'no', that she would not do his bidding in acting like a two-bit whore. 'No ............no!' she had shook her head in defiance, but then the grip on her hips loosened some, allowing her to back up some to get just an inch more of the thick cock into her squeezing slit.

Gritting her teeth while continuing to shake her head in defiance, Eileen's resolve dissipated and she gave in, panting out loudly "You win ....................you win, Greg! Bastard .......................you're a bastard, Greg! Damn you .......................now fuck me .........................just fuck meeeeeeeeeee! Cock me, you bastard ...........................cock meeeeee ................nowwwww!" "OOoooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................yeeesssssssssssssssssssssssss ..........................................ohhh, so good .................................soooo goodddddd! Oh, Greg .................................cock me ...................................cock me ...............................cock me good .....................cock my you bastard!" she swooned. And then her daughter's teenage boyfriend was whispering in her hear, telling her what he'd like to hear her tell him next, to which Eileen refused and once again shook her head 'No'.

To get his way the bastard once again ceased pumping his pleasure giving cock in and out of her gripping pussy, only this time he kept his thick cock buried up to the hilt. Now instead, she was prevented from moving on forward, kept from being able to fuck herself on the bastard's jutting cock. Eileen knew that if she didn't give in she wouldn't get the fucking that she so craved, the kind of fucking this young teen was capable of giving her, and so she gave in and begged him to "Knock me up ...............................knock me up with your baby ..............................do it, Greg ................................fuck your baby in me ................................do ittttttttttttttttttt!" Telling the young teen what he wanted to hear, the fuck session recommenced, causing Eileen to swoon "Yes .............................oh, yes .............................cock me, stud ......................cock meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Knock me up!"

The motel room's bed shook and rocked from the frenzied fuck action upon it, making quite an incredible sight with a handsome sixteen year old stud giving it to mature and beautiful woman. And to hear such a sophisticated wife and mother beg in such an unladylike way, panting for her young stud to "Cock me ..........................cock me stud .............................cock me!" Like two frenzied animals the couple mated doggie style, the young stud giving it to another man's beautiful wife, fucking his thick lengthy cock in and out of her squishy slit at jackhammer speed. And then the mature beauty was screaming out "Oh, God, yessssssssssss ....................................yessssssssssssssss ...........................I'm cumming ........................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggg!" And then it was the young stud groaning out "Cumming, Mrs. Fisher ..................cumming in you .................................gonna knock you up good!"

With a lot of time now to reflect back while on maternity leave, between little Brian's nursing times anyway, Eileen was glad that the unhealthy affair had come to an end after six months. She should have known that she would no longer be attractive to a young teenage stud, not with her belly all swollen up with the bastard's baby growing in it. Three months prior to that day, Becky had come to her all depressed, telling her that it was over between she and Greg due to her suspicions that "I think he's seeing someone! Someone older than me! Someone who's putting out for him ..................giving him sex!" Eileen had tried to console her daughter on the break-up, but felt so guilty that she was the that 'older' person who was giving him sex. And when she held her daughter close,Becky told her what she wished, that "I hope she's stupid enough not to be on the pill! I hope he gets her pregnant with his baby!" 'Stupid .............................that's what I am ....................just as Becky had hoped ....................stupid not to be on the pill or making him wear protection! How could I have been so damned stupid?' Eileen asked herself.

As like everything else, every moment of that very first time would be engrained into her memory forever, one that she would play back in her mind over and over again. It was stuck in her mind as to her lying on the bed in a fucked out stupor, cum oozing out of her well-fucked pussy, looking up at the smug teen as he dress and then bending to pick up her black laced panties to tuck in his pocket. Then the bastard had told her "Take your time, Mrs. Fisher! Room's yours, I gotta get on back to work!" Taking a hot shower, needing to wash off the smell of raw sex before she went on home, Eileen even recalled the very dress that she had worn that first time. It was the black and white print dress that she had worn that evening, recalling how she had slipped it back on after showering in the motel room's bath, how she sat on the bed trying to compose herself as she redid her makeup and lipstick. And how sopping wet the back of her dress had gotten during the drive home, wet and sticky from the bastard's leaking cum since the bastard had taken her panties as a souvenir.

Mrs. Eileen Fisher

The young teen looked quite mature for his young age, more like eighteen instead of just turning sixteen, Greg Harrison was a quick learner and able to adapt to any situation that came up. Mrs. Eileen Fisher was his very first successful conquest of a beautiful and sophisticated woman, enjoying she trembled with guilt while blinking back the tears of shame, for he had successfully made an adulteress out of her. 'Damn, that was one fuck I'll never forget! I can still hear her squealing "Greg ..............Greg .....................ohhhhhhhhh ...........................you're so bigggggggggggggg!" With Mrs. Fisher being his very first seduction of another man's wife, it was only natural that he'd always remember the details to that one!' he surmised. His part-time job working the desk at the upscale motel near the airport helped in giving him spending money, and in the case of Mrs. Fisher it certainly helped in his getting her into bed. For Greg, he would always recall how everything just happened to work on out for him, with nothing at all planned on his part, but just being adept and quick thinking created the situation that all the planning in the world would not pull it off as smoothly.

What had taken place back then, young Greg Harrison was in high school and beginning to date a cute girl that he had gone to school a year earlier, but that gal was only fourteen years of age and still in middle school. That young gal was Becky Fisher, just an average looking gal when in the six grade but boy did she start filling out at the age of fourteen, giving Greg quite a hardon when he happened to bump into her at the pizza parlor when she was there with her family. Introduced by Becky to her parents, Greg learned that Mr. Fisher was apparently a strong booster for the high school and knew that he was the backup quarterback. Looking at the time, Greg had to make his goodbyes, telling them that he had to get to his part-time job at the Meridian Motel near the airport. His calling Becky later for a date revealed that her mother would not allow her to date till she was in high school, and that she was allowed out only with groups of friends. So, it was he and Becky meeting up in the afternoon, like at the pizza parlor or some other hangout. Apparently Mrs. Fisher had learned about their afternoons together from the mother of one of Becky's good friends, as apparently that friend had innocently spilled the beans to her mother and didn't think that it would get back to Becky's mom. It was at the Woman's League luncheon when Becky's mom heard "I hear Becky's got herself a real hunk of a guy! From what I hear, that Greg Harrison is quite some stud!"

Eileen Fisher had not confronted her blossoming daughter on her secretly seeing Greg Harrison, not wanting to create any family tension as Becky was finally getting her grades up and not as high-strung as she had been a few years earlier. And so, knowing of Greg working nights at the Meridian Motel, she had called the motel that day to inquire if Greg would be working that night. Learning that Greg was scheduled to come on at 7 p.m., with her husband gone on an overnight business trip, Eileen had decided to tell the kids she was going to the mall right after dinner. Instead she planned on driving to the Meridian Motel to talk to Greg, pointing out that the age difference and grade levels in school were too great and could cause Becky problems with her studies and grades. Making the drive to the motel, Eileen hoped that the place wouldn't be too busy and that she'd be able to talk to Greg alone for just a few minutes. Having been introduced to the young teen at the pizza parlor that night, Eileen had to admit that he very handsome and did appear quite mature for his age, with one never guessing that he was just sixteen. But the thought of her young fourteen year old daughter becoming involved with teenager in high school certainly worried her.

For Eileen, she certainly knew the growing pains a young teen had to get through in growing up, especially as she herself had a rather wild and loose upbringing during her teenage years. Young and wild, throwing caution to the wind, Eileen herself had lost her virginity at the age of fifteen in the backseat of a car to a handsome young football jock who was two years older. Popular with the boys in high school, Eileen had put out for her many boyfriends, but handsome Greg Harrison reminded her of those wild years she had back then. Wild unbridled sex had always thrilled, whether it was in the backseat of a car or under the football bleachers. Back then, Eileen only lived for the present, doing things that she certainly regretted now and fought to keep those memories buried in her subconscious. Doing things that were not acceptable to the prim and proper adults only made them more desirable to Eileen in those wild teenage days when she totally rebelled against her parents, like that of purposely seducing the husband of her mother's best friend for the hell of it when she was just seventeen. Timing it right for when Mr. Stalling would be dropping his wife off at her home, Eileen had pretended to be leaving the house to go over to a friend's place, waving 'hi' as the car pulled up in the driveway. Half-way down the block, as expected the lusty fellow stopped to see if he could give her a ride, and boy did he give her a 'ride' in the backseat of his Caddy down at the river's edge.

Thinking back to those wild days in high school made Eileen shudder, wondering just how she could have done those things, especially that one time when they needed money for gas and booze ....................when her then boyfriend Bruce took her in the liquor store when he normally managed to get his booze even though he was underage! It had been the first time Bruce had taken her into the liquor store with him, not giving it a thought back then, only later did she realize why ...............that the bastard was using her as the bartering chip for some booze and cash! Yes, with Bruce given a can of beer and waiting outside in the car for half and hour, Eileen had secured the case of beer and fifty bucks by servicing the old gent in the backroom of the liquor store. But her life changed a month later, after an intoxicated Bruce had dropped her off at home, when he and three of his buddies got themselves wrapped around an Ironwood tree ..........killing all of them instantly. That event put Eileen on the straight and narrow, quit going out with the opposite sex and becoming a homebody just concentrating on school work. Then she met Mike Fisher in college and he was the first male she had gone out with in four years, but there was sexual no intercourse until they exchanged wedding vows. Eileen certainly aimed on being true and faithful to her loving husband, to which she remained true to this day, but she discovered that sex with Mike was quite dull and boring.

With Greg assisting a couple at the front desk upon her arrival, Eileen sat in the lobby to bide some time for when there were no more guests at the front desk. When the couple checking in headed towards the elevator, she then approached approached the front desk when Greg had his back to her. Eileen swallowed nervously when the handsome young stud turned around and exclaimed "Mrs. Fisher! What are you doing here at the Meridian?" "I was hoping that I could talk to you for a few minutes! Maybe on your break? Somewhere private!" she responded. But then the sliding glass door to the entrance opened and in came another couple to check in. "Let me take care of this couple and then I'll get someone to cover for me! Wait for me in the lobby!" he advised. Handing the check-in sheet to the couple to be filled out, Greg then got on the phone to call his boss who was in the back office, telling him "Mr. Sanders, I need ask a real big favor of you!" As his boss was a real good guy, a high school jock like him back in his day, he understood the situation when Greg told him that the mother of the gal he's been secretly dating was there and wanting to talk to him for a few minutes! Mr. Sanders cracked up over the phone, telling him "Okay, finish up checking in the guests you're handling and I'll cover for you! Hey, Greg ..................is her mommy a looker? Do I know her by chance? Why don't you show her what her daughter would be missing! Room 306 is open ......................got a nice king-sized bed up there! Ha, ha ..........................give it to the bitch! Show her the kind of stud you are! Hey, stud ...............take all the time you need, I won't dock your pay! In fact, stud, I'll give you a hundred bucks bonus if you show me her panties when you get back to the desk!"

It was good fortune for Greg when several guests came out of the elevator and went to wait in the lobby area to wait for the airport shuttle to arrive, for now there would be no opportunity to talk privately with the sophisticated beauty. Greg had been immediately attracted to the lovely Mrs. Fisher when introduced by her daughter at the pizza parlor, and he recalled the lurching in his pants upon taking her soft manicured fingers in his hand upon greeting her. In fact Greg had thought about the rise she had given him while in bed that night, wondering how it'd feel with her soft manicured fingers being wrapped around his hardon. But after that night, he had put Mrs. Fisher out of his mind, figuring that there was no sense in getting all hot and bothered when there was no chance of ever getting into her tight little panties. But now, from the second that he had seen her across the front desk from him, Greg's mind was going into overdrive as to the possibilities that might just lay ahead for him if he played his cards right. With her coming to see him, to have a word with him in private, Greg knew that the gig was up and that the protective mother was there to speak to him about his cavorting with her fourteen year old daughter.

Walking around the desk, he went to the lobby where Mrs. Fisher awaited for him, then advised that "I can get off now as someone in the backroom will be out to cover for me! As we really can't talk in much here in the lobby, we can go upstairs where its more private. Taking a step back, gesturing the way to the elevator, the lovely Mrs. Fisher stood on up and proceeded in the direction he had gestured. As he followed her, Greg's eyes were on her shapely ass, then took in her shapely legs and the 3" black heels that she wore. Heart thumping in his chest, his head began throbbing, that is the head between his legs to be exact. Once in the elevator, Greg sensed her nervousness, but he wasn't sure if it was due to his presence or just that it was a delicate subject that she needed to speak to him about. He had purposely omitted that part about them going into a motel room to talk privately, one with a large king-sized bed that was the center of attraction, for he deliberately wanted her to think they were instead going up to a private office setting.

Indeed, 37 year old Eileen Fisher had expected on going up to an office located on the 3rd Floor when she observed the handsome teen pressing the button in the elevator. Even when he had slipped the keycard into the slot of Room 306 that was just adjacent to the elevators, Eileen merely assumed it an office disguised with a motel room number on the door. But upon entering the nice and plush suite, Eileen sucked in her breath at the sight of the large king-sized bed that was nicely made with a plush bed covering. Although her mind was quite impressed at the quality of the furnishings at the Meridian Motel, it was also telling her that she should not be alone in a motel room with his handsome young teen, even if it was just to be able to 'talk' privately. Her heart was thumping madly at the moment, wanting to back out of the room and tell the teen that they should find another place to talk privately. But as Greg led the way past the foot of the bed to where the desk and two chairs were located, Eileen nervously stepped forward to follow him, telling herself 'Don't be such a scaredy-cat! Just because there's a bed in the room, you're beginning to think nonsense, besides he's only after young cute girls! You're more than double his age and he's looking at you as some old little bitty!'

Having opened the small refrigerator next to the desk, Greg pulled out two bottles of water to put atop the desk, then got two glasses from the nearby shelf before gesturing to the trembling beauty to have a seat. To break the ice Greg took command of the situation by advising "I take it you heard about me seeing Becky, Mrs. Fisher! And that's why you're here?" Seeing how nervous Mrs. Fisher was, Greg suspected that his girlfriend's beautiful mother nervousness was due both to his presence and the awkwardness of the situation .......................that of being alone with him ..................in a motel room! He watched as she poured water from the bottle into the glass and take a sip from it, nodding in agreement and taking a deep breath before advising "Ye .....yes! That's what I came to talk to you about!" Greg enjoyed seeing the lovely beauty so nervous, knowing basically what she wanted to tell him but wanting to do so in a way that wouldn't offend him, so he put the pressure on by taking the offense by curtly asking "So you believe I'm not good enough for Becky? Is that it Mrs. Fisher?" Feigning sadness at that point, blinking his eyes rapidly and lowering his head, Greg got just the response that he wanted when Mrs. Fisher reached out to both of her soft pretty hands on his.

"Noooo, Greg! Nooo ...............that's not it at all! It's just that ..................Becky's still in middle school ................and you're in high school ...............the age difference! Becky's just so young ........................too young to be dating ...............impressionable at her age!" Eileen advised in trying to console the high school teen, unaware that he was playing her all along. "Greg ..............if Becky was older, in high school like you ...................I'd certainly give my approval of her dating you!" she advised, unaware of his fingers now holding hers a bit more firmly as his right thumb began caressing the top of her fingers and toying with her diamond. "Greg, I can easily see why girls like Becky would fall for someone like you! You're handsome .......................a star athlete .........................pop .............popular ...........in school!" Eileen stammered, finally coming to realize that she was actually holding hands with the handsome young teen and that he was actually caressing toying with her engagement ring and wedding band.

"Uhh .................uhh ....................Greg .................I'm sure ...................someone ..................a bit older ..............more experienced .....................would fall head over heels for someone like you!" Eileen stammered out, trembling as she tried to extricate her hands from the handsome young teen's. Finally able to pull her right hand from his, Eileen stood up from her chair, telling him "That's all .....................that's all I came here to say!" But with Greg standing also while still grasping her left hand in his, Eileen was put in a state of shock when the handsome young jock pulled her to him and asked "How about you, Mrs. Fisher? You're a bit older! More experienced! Any chance of getting you to fall head over heels for me?" "NO, Greg! I'm married ......................and I have no interest in you ...............none what-so-ever!" she exclaimed while trying to pull her hand from him. Pulled suddenly into his strong arms, Eileen was about to yell out at him to stop, but then her lips were sealed and a very intimate kiss ensued.

Pinning her back against the wall, feeling her tremble as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, Greg knew he had her when her pointed tongue pushed up to play with his. In the way she was responding to this intimate kiss, Greg's instincts told him that this beautiful bitch was one hot little firecracker hidden under the facade she was putting on as a mature conservative mother and faithful wife. Reaching down with his free hand, grabbing her right wrist, Greg boldly and confidently guided her hand between his legs. Once her trim figures touched his hardon, it lurched right up in his pants, for she was obviously in need of a guy as she was desperately grabbing at his boner. Fumbling at the back of her dress, breaking the flimsy wire hook, he then worked the zipper down the back of her dress. Now came the true test as Greg released the grasp that he had on her right wrist, indicting that he had indeed read her right as she did not pull her hand away from his boner but instead her fingertips began tracing the length of it. Bra unhooked, he pulled her dress and bra strap down over her left shoulder, then clamped his hot mouth over her cherry red nipple.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Gregggggggggg! Ohhhhhhh, Goddddddddddddddd!" Eileen swooned as she felt his hot mouth on her breath, sucking air in through her teeth when the confident teen clamped his sharp teeth down on her tender flesh. A shiver of pleasure coursed throughout her petite body, something that she had not felt in some twenty years, from way back in her wild days in high school. Marital sex had been something of a bore, a time for pretending, making believe that her loving husband was indeed giving her a fantastic fucking as well as sending her off in a wild orgasm. In truth, marital sex was always performed in the missionary position, and not once had her husband given her an orgasm. But her acting had her husband convinced that he was some stud, something that Eileen had resigned herself to, that of pretending in order to lead that respectable life of being the perfect wife and mother in the upper class community where she resided. This confident young teen, suckling and biting at her tender nipple at that instant, had her wanting to once again experience the kind of excitement she had experienced back in her youth.

If only those in that upper class community could see their respected member and Chairperson of the Women's League at this very moment, alone in a motel room with a sixteen year old, all while the handsome young teen suckled upon her bare tittie and with her dress puddled around the black heels. Swooning with pleasure, her mind spinning, Eileen was enjoying the pleasurable sensations that this handsome young stud was giving her. Reminded how great sex could be, after a long twenty years, Eileen desperately wanted it once again and she pulled hard on the thick cudgel that promised to give her that thrill once again as his manhood was quite bigger than her own husband's. She did not know how she ended up flat on her back on the king-sized, but she was now arching up to allow the cock-sure stud to work her panties down over her trim hips and down her legs. Black 3" heels peeled off one at a time, then the pair of panties were being pulled off her feet, leaving her stark naked on the motel room bed.

A flash of reality then hit her, but all Eileen could think was 'How can I be here like this? In a motel room ....................lying naked on the bed ...............................watching my daughter's handsome boyfriend ..........................a sixteen year old teen .......................taking down his jeans! Oh, my Godddd ..........................his jockeys is just bulging! Oh, Godddd ..........................he's so big .........................so thick ...................................so much bigger than Mike! I need to stop this! But how? Oh, God ..............................oh, God ................he's getting even bigger ................with each stroke!' "Greg .....................Greg ..................we can't .........................I can't ........................I'm married! Please .....................NO .............................NOOOOOOOOOOO!" she cried out, as the foot of the bed sank from his kneeling upon it.

Panting for breath, not resisting any when the handsome teen pushed her legs up at the knees, then spread them wide. In seeing her daughter's boyfriend licking at his lips while gazing down upon her sex, Eileen quivered as Greg lowered his head, and now she could even fell his hot breath upon ................her sex! "Oooooooooohhhhhh, Greggggggggggggggg! Oh, God ..........................................oh, myggggggg Goddddddddddddddddd! Oh, yessssss ..................................yessssssssssssssssssssss .......................................ohhhh, eat me .........................................eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .............................................ahhhhhhhhhhh ..........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Eileen squealed as the young teen proceeded to do just that, something that she had been missing for over twenty years. Her handsome young lover proved that he indeed was quite experienced, for there was no denying it the way he went at eating her juicing pussy. "Oh, Goddddddddd ...................I'm thereeeeeeeee .....................................I'm thereeeeeeeeeee ................................oh, GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD ...............................YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed out, arching up to feed her slick juices into his slurping mouth.

Trembling through a mind-shattering orgasm, Eileen now craved for something that have taken place twenty years back, that of having her young stud give her a good thorough fucking. With him now shuffling up between her widespread legs, she reached down to grasp this thick throbbing manhood in her hand, pulling and guiding him to her juicy slit. And then, just as she would do as when she was quite a teen temptress, Eileen panted out "Cock me, stud ............................cock me! Fuck me ...............................fuck me hard with that big fat cock of yours! Screw me .............................screw me good .............................give it to me ...........................HARD!" And when her trim hips were grasped, her butt lifted some, then she squealed "OHHHHHHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS .............................................oh, God, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Fuck me ..................................fuck meeeee ..............................fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Greg had picked up on it all, smiling in triumph, he had thrust himself deep into her with a powerful thrust. Hearing her begging for him to give it to her 'HARD', he was only too happy to please. Upon withdrawing till just his cockhead remained enveloped in her tight little cunny, he then rammed forward once again! Another withdrawal to the flange of his cockhead, then another hammering thrust, and Greg was up in his girlfriend's beautiful mother up to his balls as he then taunted "Deep enough, Mrs. Fisher? You like it rough, don't you? Can't get anything like this from hubby, huh?" With no response coming, Greg withdrew till just his cockhead remained, and moment later she was reaching up to pull him back to her as her legs encircled him. But Greg held firm and steadfast, demanding that she "Tell me, Mrs. Fisher! Tell me!" After a moment of futility on her part, his girlfriend's beautiful mother panted out "YES! YES! YES! Damn you, YESSSSSSSSSS! Now fuck me! Fuck me, you bastard!" "Ohhhh, Goddddddddd ,yesssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she panted out as he stuck it to her as she wished.

"OHHH ..........................OHHH ......................OHHH ..........................OHHH ..........................OHHH ......................OHHH ..........................OHHH!" Greg had the beautiful bitch loudly moaning and groaning as he fucked her hard and fast. "You like that, huh, Mrs. Fisher! You like it rough, don't ya? Looking like the perfect wife and mother, but you're one hot little bitch underneath it all, that's for sure! Damn, you dress so nicely, giving that conservative look, but you're one hot little firecracker!" Greg panted out as he grasped her trim hips and rammed into her with all his might. "Ohhhhhhhh, yesssssssssssss .................................I'm so close ..............................cock me, stud ...............................COCK MEEEE!" the beautiful bitch begged of him. Seconds later, she screamed out "I'm there .........................I'm there .....................................oh, Godddddddddddd ................................YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" As spasms rocked her petite body, Greg grasped her trim hips tightly as he buried his cock in to the hilt, then exclaimed "I'm cumming, Mrs. Fisher ..................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggg! Ahhhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhh!"

As Eileen stirred awake some twenty minutes later, she caressed the strong muscular shoulder of her lover, then squeezed at the thick muscle captured between her cunny lips. 'Oh, this feels so good! So long since its been this good!' her mind stirred, for not in twenty plus years had she woken up with a cock in her. Then her eyes sprung wide open in horror, and Eileen groaned in shame as reality set back in as she shuddered 'Oh, God ..................what have I done? Ohhh, nooo ....................nooooooooooooooo! Oh, God ......................Becky's boyfriend ..........................I had sex with my daughter's sixteen year old boyfriend! How could I let this happen?' His heavy body pinning her to the bed, then his thick meat began to expand and thicken, rising to the occasion in response to her squeezing cunny.

Greg had observed the look of horror on the beauty's face when she woke up in his arms, thus he held her tight in knowing that she was filled with remorse and going to try to get out from under him. As she placed a hand on his chest to try and push him up from her, Greg purposely twitched his thick cock in her now sloppy slit, causing her to groan "Oh, Greg ................this is so wrong! What we did was so wrong! Please, you need to let me up .........................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" That last moan was due to Greg giving his girl friend's mother another feel of his cock expanding in her messy quim. As he pumped in and out of her squishy cunt, the sounds of the fuck apparently made the now horrified wife realize that "Oh, no ..........................................oh, nooooo .......................you didn't wear anything ........................you came in me!" Then Greg taunted her with "Yeah, Mrs. Fisher .......................that's my cum ...........................my cum ............................you got your daughter's boyfriend's hot cum filling your cunt! Just think ...................you might just get yourself knocked up by your daughter's teenage boyfriend !"

That last comment of his obviously struck a nerve as Ms. Fisher struck him with her fist and pushed at him, and then she was kicking at him, yelling "Get off me, you bastard!" Surprised at the ferocity of the fight she was putting up, her kicking and pushing at him had Greg moving to the side, and out 'popped' his fat dripping cock out of her flooded cunt. As she turned from him in an attempt to get off the bed, Greg grabbed her roughly by the hips and pulled her back to him, then shuffled on up into place. "No, Greg ...................no, you bastard .............................stop it ......................stop ittttttttt!" she screamed out at him. "I just give the fucking of a lifetime and you give me shittttttt! You ain't fooling me, Mrs. Fisher, you're not the prim and proper conservative wife you got everybody believing! What about that 'Cock me, stud .......................cock me!', huh? You're nothing but a fuck'n bitch! Ain't I right, Mrs. Fisher? And now I'm gonna fuck you like one ..................gonna fuck you like the bitch you really are!" he exclaimed and pushed his bloated cockhead up into her dripping slit.

Back to present day, just over a year when the affair had begun and now a two month old baby to breast feed, Eileen was certainly riddled with guilt at what she had done. She had become an adulteress, having had sex with her own daughter's teenage boyfriend, a young sixteen year old teenage jock. And she had been impregnated by the young teen, forcing her to lie to her husband about his having used a faulty condom when they had sex and also that the baby had come a month premature. Once the pregnancy test had come back positive, Eileen had put on a sexy negligee to entice her husband into bed, needing to later make him think that she was responsible for her pregnancy. Thus came the need to lie of the baby being premature, for she was nearly six weeks along before getting her boring husband to bed her. Abortion was certainly out of the question, not when the baby growing in her was from the handsome young stud who showed her what she had been missing for the past twenty years.

Although her affair with Greg Harrison had ended, Eileen was craving for more wild unbridled sex, wanting a young stud between her legs once again. From a month ago, having given birth to little Craig a month prior, that nasty itch between her legs had begun acting up once again and Eileen knew there was only one way to scratch it for some much needed relief. That need was making her do things that she would never do normally, like that of the other day when her sister-in-law stopped on by with her fiance to drop off a baby gift. Having dressed before they arrived as she was going to a luncheon with some friends and show off little Craig, Eileen greeted Natalie Fisher and was then introduced to her fiance Matt Hastings, both of whom were twenty-two years of age and about to graduate from college. Eileen had seen that look of lust in the eyes of the handsome fiance, saw how his eyes went up and down her legs, and how his eyes bulged when she purposely dangled her heel and played with it as he looked on. And upon standing when the couple was about to leave, young Matt got himself a clear view up to her lacy baby blue panties.

It seemed a bit odd to Eileen that the very next day she got a call from Matt Hastings, asking if she could check the sofa where he had been sitting the day before, for he seemingly had lost a set of keys sometime the day before. Sure enough, there it was, making Eileen rather suspicious of it having been planted there in order for the handsome young man to pay her a return visit. And with him asking if he could pick it up that morning as he needed them right away, while also advising of Natalie being tied up in a lab all day, Eileen now knew for certain that the keys were just a ruse, that the young stud was keeping his fingers crossed that it'd be his lucky day. With little Craig going to sleep after being breast fed, Eileen went to the master bedroom to put on a nice dress and heels for the guest she was expecting. Taking off the white bra she had been wearing, she put on a lacy yellow one, and upon seeing the cup of the white one damp she wondered if Matt like to sample the taste of a mother's milk.

In bed that night, Eileen was guilt ridden at at having seduced her sister-in-law's handsome fiance, but he certainly had scratched that nagging itch between her legs. And now another young man knew how wild in bed she could, especially upon having heard her begging him to "Cock me, stud .......................cock me ............................shove it in me! Yes .........................yes ..........................give it to me ..........................fuck me ..........................harder ..........................fuck me harder!" From 9:30 that morning till 3 in the afternoon, they had fucked like rabbits in the master bedroom, their love-making session ending so as not getting caught when Becky came home from school. And yes, Matt did indeed like the taste of a mother's milk, so much so that Eileen had to make him stop to be sure there was enough for little Craig. And with her sister-in-law having a double major in biology and chemistry, lengthy lab studies were required and quite time consuming, but her fiance was just finishing up his major with only two courses to take. Needless to say, till graduation day two months from now, much of his time was spent in bed ........................the king-sized bed at the Fisher's home!

End of Story.