But that's not the story you're here for, are you?
I'm perpetually horny over the next week, a situation that is compounded by the fact that Liz intentionally doesn't let me fuck her so that I can save it all for her mom... the evil bitch. "Don't worry, hun," Liz purred at me one night in bed. "It'll all be worth it when you get to do my mom. Then you can come home and take it out on me over the weekend." It also didn't help that she was constantly giving me tips and hints as to what her mom liked and telling me just how rough she liked it. Given what I know about Liz, her kinks, and how hard I can go with her, I can't say that I'm surprised.
Memo to me; tie Liz to the bed, shove the hitachi dildo up inside of her, set the thing to low, and then see about fucking either her mom or her sister again while she suffers.
Another thing that contributed to my horniness was the fact that we still had dinner at their place about every other day. If we weren't eating with my folks, we were eating with her folks. And I know for a fact that Mrs. C was taking great delight in tormenting me. A knowing smile here while she subtly caresses my forearm one time, 'accidentally' rubbing my crotch with her ass when I was helping wash and dry dishes another time... hell, ever since Liz and I officially became an item, I'd been getting hugs from her as if I were already part of the family. On Wednesday night when she hugged me again, she outright grabbed my junk, nibbled on my earlobe, and whispered to me how much she was looking forward to the next night.
I cannot get laid by this woman fast enough!
That Thursday, I'm still at work as I wait anxiously for the right time. I wind up going to a local fast food place for dinner as Liz is with her parents eating tonight in preparation for the night's events. Eventually, Mrs. C... Audrey... texts me that the house is clear and to come on over with a wink emoji. This is confirmed by Liz a second later who confirms that she's out of the house over at the Moreaus and that her dad had already left. I take a deep breath. It's showtime. The drive back isn't that long, but I park in my parents' driveway just so that I don't make it too obvious that I'm there. Audrey likes being taken by surprise and forced so running over to the Caffery place from my old home helps that little illusion. I use the fence alleyway between the houses to get there, keeping low and peeking up like I'm perping a look on Stacey's Mom again like I did as a teenager. For the record, I was a peeping tom on a lot of the neighborhood moms back when I was a teenager. It helped me get through puberty. Shaddup... Don't judge me.
Now I'm in the Cafferys' backyard peeking in on Audrey. Sure enough; she's got her hair dolled up, has makeup on, and looks like a 1940s to 1950s pinup model. Holy fuck she's hot puttering around in the kitchen in that tight dress while looking like that. Her breasts look like they're ready to pop out of those buttons at any moment. It made me wonder how such a busty, curvy woman produced such petite little things like Liz and Kim. But, then again, I have read that some women gain breast sizes when they get pregnant and stay that way, so maybe Audrey had done the same? At any rate, I instantly go hard inside of my pants as my mind goes through at least a half a dozen ways to ravish her. When she turns her back from the window, I sneak over to the back door of the kitchen, turn the handle slowly to find it unlocked, and ease myself inside. Remembering Liz's instructions, I lock the door behind me. It makes such an audible click that the sound is deafening in the relatively quiet house. I say 'relatively quiet' because Audrey has some soft period music going on in the living room. I wince then turn to look over my shoulder. She's coming my way, looking confused at the noise, and I dive for the cover of the kitchen island counter, scrambling around it to keep myself hidden. If she saw me, she made no indication of it as she started looking out to the backyard for the source of the noise. Then she starts pulling blinds closed around the kitchen while I'm playing hide-and-seek with her.
After she pulls the blinds closed in the kitchen, she heads to the attached dining room, and then the living room to do the same there. Her final touch is to turn the music up and then walk over to the couch to fucking fold laundry. A bit of a disclaimer here; she later told me that once she heard the door lock, she knew I was in the house with her which is why she'd then ensured that we'd have privacy to get rough with each other. That's why she insisted on that step. After that, she intentionally puts herself into a vulnerable position so that she can be easily jumped.
Hey, I'm all for it.
Now having talked to both Liz, Gerry, and Mr. C about this, I had a good idea what Audrey wanted. I quietly take off my shoes and socks in the kitchen and then prowl barefooted across the dining room and into the living room. I go right up behind her and pull her to me with one arm around her waist and my other hand clamped over her mouth. "Alone at last..." I say as menacing as I can into her ear. She lets out a muffled squeak in surprise as she, no shit, makes a theatrical throw of her laundry down and puts her hands up as if I had a gun on me. I then move my hand down to her neck to hold her in a light choke while my other hand comes up her belly to her ample chest where I grope her left breast. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this," I whisper into her ear before nipping at her earlobe. "I've had fantasies about these tits of yours." Which is true. I couldn't begin to tell you how many times I've imagined fucking her, or Mrs. L, or Mrs. S, or Mrs. M. I moan as I press my crotch into her ass while nuzzling her head with mine as I fondle her.
But good things come to those who wait. I know that Gerry likes to rip and tear but I'm more of a subtle guy. Using my hand around her throat, I guide her back and push her back onto her own couch. She's giving me a lip trembling, pouty look. "M... my husband will be home soon..." she says in a voice barely above a whisper. It's the code phrase that she uses to let me know to continue.
"We both know that's bullshit," I smile down at her with a wink as I take off my t-shirt and toss it aside. "Now you're going to give me what I want. Get down on your knees and start unbuttoning that dress from the top, down."
"A...and if I don't?" she asks, looking up at me with big doey eyes. To answer her, I take two steps forward, lash out and grab her by the back of the neck. I force her off of the couch and down onto her knees on the carpet. I reach behind her, lift up her dress, seeing her honest-to-god period silk panties underneath, and spank her hard five times on the ass. "Alright! Alright!" she cries out. "I'll do it! Please, sir, don't hurt me!"
"That's more like it," I tell her, stepping back so I can watch. "Come on, get on with it. I want my strip show and I don't got all night." Mock-resigning herself to her fate, Audrey lets out a defeated sigh as she dips her head to look down at the carpet and reaches up to undo the top button of her dress. Then the next... then the next. I can see the swells of her breasts now as she continues undoing button after button until her dress is parted all the way down to the waist. She glances up at me and I gesture for her to continue. So she shrugs one shoulder out, then the other, crossing her arms in front of her to protect her modesty as she takes it down to the floor, shuffling her knees and legs up so that she can take it all the way off while kneeling. Now she's just clad in her silky bra, panties, garters, and hose. Unable to pass up this opportunity, I take my phone out and snap pictures of this. Audrey gives me a brief hint of a smile before slipping back into character as she does a couple of submissive, vulnerable looking poses for me.
My God, I am starting to love this family.
Audrey then gets things moving again by reaching up for her cleavage. Her period looking bra is one of those front snap things and she undoes the clasps one at a time. Once the last one is off, she slides one arm up over her breasts to cover them while taking the bra off with the other and letting it drop to the side. Then she crosses her arms over her breasts to cover them better. "Arms down to your side," I order her. She whimpers and slowly complies, dropping one arm, then the other, to let her heavy knockers fall free. I hear the angelic choir sing out 'Hallelujah' as I get my first look at her naked breasts that I've dreamed about for so long. Unable to contain myself, I take a couple more pictures, pocket my phone, and undo my pants. "Straighten up," I tell her as I walk back up to her. "Lift those jugs of yours in your hands and look at me, slut," I ordered. She does, rising up on her knees and taking her tits in her hands to lift them up to me in offering. I reach down, running my hands around those beautiful globes topped by her large brown areola. Her nipples are in the middle and are already standing on end. My fingers brush them first and then tweak them, eliciting a gasp and a moan from Audrey.
I pull my cock out of my pants, already hard, of course, and reach down to spread her breasts apart slightly. Audrey helps me out by leaning back so that I can put my cock between them while at the same time lowering her chin to her chest to be ready to suck me off. I slide my cock into her cleavage and the tip goes up into her mouth where she starts sucking. I find out later that a lot of people love tit-fucking her and she enjoys it because it's a humiliation thing for her since it's such a dominant move. I reach down to pinch her nipples some more, making her moan softly as I fuck her breasts and her mouth. I start getting into it and clamp one hand on the back of her head as I start thrusting harder and faster, groaning with pleasure the entire time. Audrey is a pro at sucking me off and I can see where her daughters get their talent from. "Aw fuck yeah..." I moan. "I'm gonna blow." Audrey speeds up her blowjob and is now actively rubbing her tits up and down my shaft. Right as I cum, she pulls back and lifts her head up so that I have no choice but to blow my load into her face and over the tops of her breasts. She moans as well at being dominated in such a fashion.
The do have a shower downstairs for us to get cleaned up in, if I remember correctly. Continuing the charade, I grab her by the hair and haul her to her feet. "That wasn't very nice," I tell her, looking her in the eyes. "You've gone and made a mess. Strip out of your underwear. NOW!" I order her. She does, quickly, and I do the same, kicking out of my jeans and boxers so that we're both naked. Then I grab her by the back of her neck again and lead her over to the door to the basement and down the stairs. Mr and Mrs C had brought me down on a tour of the place once I'd agreed to be her new fucktoy. I hustle her though the main bedroom/dungeon play area over to the bathroom that they'd installed down here. There, I 'force' her into the shower and follow her in. Once we got the spray of hot water going, and I get my cum cleaned off of her face and chest, I pulled her in for a hot, rough, passionate make out session by pinning her to the wall and kissing her hard. She reciprocates with just as much passion as I'm giving her.
