Carl had told me he was having a small get together at his place next week and that I should go. I wasn't really that great friends with Carl; we had worked together on chemistry a few times, and he seemed like a nice guy. The genuine reason I believe he asked me to go was of my girlfriend Rachel. I'd spent that last ten years of my life masturbating to that girl, ever since she hit puberty in fifth grade. Today, we were older, and together that didn't change Rachel had perky tits and fine curves luscious long tanned legs she loved to go out and it read. Her gorgeous big blue eyes and juicy lips, she was perfect I knew I was lucky to sustain her in my life she knew how sexy she was constantly walking about in her underwear she loved to just relax its like she was scared of clothes even when I was at home with my mom it didn't phase her.
"It's a good job my dad isn't around with you getting your sexy ass out all the time."
She would just smile at me and wiggle her bum.
But then again, my mom is just as bad walking around in her short baby dolls and underwear the same as Rachel I have only just realized this the last few months. I think it has something to do with Rachel well, I know it does they would always be talking and chatting when I wasn't around I would go red and embarrassed every time she stepped into the same room as me standing there with her big full breasts trying to escape from her sexy bra that's another reason it would embarrass me its not as if she wore normal underwear it was always sexy Victoria's secret type stuff pushing her already big breast's out and sexy thongs showing her curvy tanned ass off.
My mom was 45 and looked very good for her age had curves in all the right places long dark hair nice tanned skin as she liked to sunbathe in the garden and legs that went on forever, she was really a kept woman she had plenty of money from her ex-husband so spent her time shopping sunbathing and well cooking and cleaning up after me I was kind of lucky really and I took her for granted a lot of the time.
"Put some clothes on you're my mom," I said, walking into the kitchen.
"Shut up David if I had them tits and a figure like that I would defiantly show my body off more than I do now your mom is a pure milf," she said both of them laughing.
It was useless arguing with them both so I would usually just go to my room or have a shower while they chatted about each other's bodies and probably about me.
A few days later we had a big row that ended up with me and Rachel breaking up I was devastated I didn't know what to do with myself, I loved her so much we had been together for what seemed like forever and was going to be together forever I thought how wrong was I.
