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Alice Surprises Me (MF, cons, oral) By Frenchy Frog
My name is Ron Ballard. I'm a thirty-nine year old guy who's still in pretty good shape physically. I played defensive cornerback on my college football team and have tried to keep toned up with regular workouts. I've been dating a beautiful divorced redhead named Grace Andrews for a few months now, and we have a great time together - and by that I mean I really like her a lot, and she seems to really like me, and the sex is great!
I came over to Grace's house and had just sat down when she got a phone call. She talked for a bit, and when she hung up she apologized and told me she had to leave to get some groceries and take them over to her mother's house that lived a few blocks away. I asked if she wanted me to go with her and she kissed me and said it would only be a short time and to just stay and be comfortable, and she would be back shortly. She then called to her daughter Alice.
When Alice came in from her room, like a typical teenager, she sullenly asked what her mother wanted.
Alice was a very pretty girl with long red hair just like her mother's, and I saw she was wearing a cute frilly top over a short skirt. She also had on white socks and her white tennis shoes. I'd always thought Alice had been quite fortunate to inherit her mother's lush body and she was definitely becoming a beautiful young woman.
Grace explained that she had to leave to go to Grandma's for a bit and then told Alice, "I want you to entertain Ron until I get back, okay?"
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So there Alice and I were, in her mom's living room, with her sitting on the couch next to me. We talked about this and that for a while as she carelessly paged through a magazine. Time passed and when the phone rang, Alice got up to answer it. She listened, said "okay" and "uh-huh" a few times and then hung up. She returned to the couch and again began paging through the magazine. She finally said, "Ron, I have a question."
"Okay," I answered.
"So... you're dating my mom, okay... can you still have sex with women?"
Well, that one really threw me for a loop. I quickly tried to recover and said, "What? Uh... can I still... Uh, well, yeah, of course I can still have sex with women - I mean... I love sex."
"Oh really?" she said, smiling. "It just seems so weird to think of OLDER guys like you having sex."
Now that really stunned me. I finally said, "Older guys? What do you mean, older guys? I'm not that old!"
"Well, you sure seem a LOT older to me."
"What are you talking about Alice, I'm only thirty-nine," I defensively told her.
She said, "Well... I'm eighteen, and that makes you a LOT older! Gee, I mean, you're almost TWICE my age!"
"ALMOST twice your age, huh? And you've graduated from high school? I take it math wasn't your best subject."
She looked at me quizzically and said, "What?"
Dismissing this, I told her, "Well yes, I am older than you, but I'm certainly not so old that I can't still have sex."
She kind of looked at me sideways and asked, "Soo... are you having sex with my mom?"
"Uh, that's kind of a personal question, don't you think?" I told her.
"Well? ARE YOU?" she persisted.
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To old to have sex? What does she think - I'm some old fossil? Thinking to possibly put her in her place, I answered, "Yes! Yes, I'm having sex with your mom! Okay?"
She grinned and in a sing-song way asked, "Oooo... a lot? My mom is pretty old too. Are you having a lot of sex with my mom?"
"Not wait a minute here, Alice, your mom is not old, she's only thirty-six!" I stated in a somewhat protective manner.
"Okay, okay, so she's not old," Alice conceded, waving her hands. "But are you - having a lot of sex - with my mom - or not?"
Now I looked at her, trying to gauge where this whole thing was going. I cautiously answered, "Well... like I said... we are having sex, but what's a lot? What do you think is a lot of sex?"
She grinned. "Um, okay, let's see... I guess a lot of sex would be, maybe... four times a week?"
"Well, yeah I guess to you four times a week could be considered a lot, but your mom and I don't even have that many dates each week, so it would be pretty hard to do it that often, wouldn't it?"
"Okay, okay, but if you WOULD date that often, could you still do it? Could YOU do it four times in a week?"
Man! I thought. This is sure one strange conversation! So I finally came right out and asked her, "Um, where are you going with this, Alice?"
"Look, I just wanna know if an old guy like you can still get it up that often," she said pointedly, looking right into my eyes.
Now her tone was outright challenging, and it was really getting to me. "There you go again. I'm not so old that I can't get it up, okay?" I stated.
"Okay, mister smart guy," she said, and lifting up her skirt, she spread her legs to show me she wasn't wearing any panties. "Can you get it up right now?"
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Well, needless to say, I was totally blown away with this.
As Alice widely spread her legs before me I could see her tender young pussy was shaved clean except for one little strip that pointed to her slit like an arrow. It almost felt like the arrow was saying, "Enter here!"
Alice seemed to be inviting me - and was even daring me - to partake of the wonders exposed to me. Grinning lasciviously at me, she reached down and spread her labia with her fingers, displaying the wet pinkness within. "Whata ya think?" she asked. "Want some?"
My cock was immediately at full erection. Trying to escape the tangled prison of my underwear, it was causing me undo pain.
Now I'd read stories about daughters being jealous of their mother's lovers and trying to seduce them away. Some of these themes go way back into historic literature, but I never in a thousand years would have thought this could actually happen to me.
My mind was churning a mile a minute. There I was, with a stone hard cock, looking at this delectable young pussy, all spread out for me and thinking about how great it looked. Damn! She really wants to have sex with me. Would Grace be gone long enough for me to get away with it? Was this really happening? Oh shit! If Grace caught us she'd become such a screaming mess. Is there some actual possibility of doing this without getting caught?
On the one hand I was thinking about doing it, and on the other I knew it was so wrong. I was torn between loyalty to the memory of Grace's lovely body and how good the sex was with her, and the thoughts of how temptingly delicious her lovely daughter's young body could possibly be.
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Alice looked into my eyes and demanded, "Well?"
I just sat there like a statue, looking back at her.
Grinning at me, Alice's hand moved to my crotch and began to rub it. "Even though you're an old guy, I can see why my mom likes you," she said. "You're a real attractive guy! Well, what do you say Ron? Are we gonna do it?" she asked as her hand continued to rub me.
I was totally flummoxed and didn't know what to say.
"What is it, Ron. Don't you like young girls?" she asked in an exasperated voice.
I finally found my tongue and answered, "Y-yes! Yes... I like young girls, but..."
"Well, don't you think I'm pretty?" she asked, pouting slightly.
"Yes! Yes! I think you're beautiful Alice, I've always thought so," I told her, trying desperately to put this whole thing into some form of logic my mind could process.
"Well...?" she again asked, grinning coyly as she rubbed me.
I stupidly asked, "Well... what?"
She said, "C'mon Ron, are you gonna do something about this or not?"
"Look, uh look Alice, I think you're a beautiful, desirable woman," I told her. "But... well, see, I'm going with your mom... and uh, what would she do to me? And to you? You know, if she found out about this?"