Dear Reader,
This story is of mature love, incest, and lesbianism, if you don't like these, or me, clear off and read something else, okay?
Lewis Collins was taking stock of how much his life had changed in such a short space of time. Five months ago he had a loving beautiful girlfriend, and he still had. But now he had two other women in his life as well as his girlfriend, and they were all his!
He was 19 years old and the world as they say was his oyster. It had all started on the day he and Cassie, his girlfriend, were stood in his bedroom window, she was behind him, they had been frolicking in his bedroom, and now she was stood at his back, balls in one hand, and cock in the other.
He was looking at the woman who was perusing the back garden of the house next door. Three months ago workmen had moved in, and obviously working to a plan and orders began renovating the place. It had to be an expensive job, what they were doing wasn't for peanuts. And to prove a point, they built a swimming pool alongside the far end of the house and partly round the corner, making it very secluded, it was south and east facing so had the sun all day.
His mother's house, where he lived with her, and the one the new neighbour was checking out were a mirror image of each other, they were large and spacious, there was about 30 yards of garden to their fence, and around the same to her house. At the other side of her house where the pool was, was a space of about 30 feet which accommodated a pool very nicely and was utterly secluded at one end, although the deep end was exposed to next door.
Unknown to anyone the new owner had furnished the patio at the north end lavishly, and the centre point as far as she was concerned was the 7ft square cloth covered waterproof inflated sun bed, with built in pillows, which itself rested on a foot high wood plinth.
Lewis watched as she strolled the garden and patio and was more than knocked out by her, she was from this distance, extremely beautiful, she looked about 40 years old, but it was difficult to tell from this distance. Her height was about 5ft, maybe a little more but that was all. She had long blond hair, and she looked perfect, and his cock twitched. Cassie knew why!
Cassie was a god's gift to a young man such as he, she was two years older than he was, and she loved him. But she also loved women too, and that was why he loved her. She had allowed him to see her with a couple of girlfriends, but only after she felt sure of him. He had got immense hard ons, and had literally fucked her all night after witnessing her and a lover; it was the most erotic thing he had in his young life, ever been privileged to see.
And Cassie, who knew Lewis, better than he knew himself, thought, as she fondled him, to herself, 'If you get that woman Lewis, so will I!' Then she smiled to herself, and thought back to as yet, a very secret moment, and said in her lovely head.
'If you only knew Lewis that I have your very own mother as a lover, you would die!' It had been a forceful seduction, one in which his mother had fought briefly, but had had to give in, Cassie's ministrations proved to be too much for her starved body.
Ellen had been without a man for the last 7 years, her husband had been killed tragically in a hit and run. She had focussed on bringing up her son, nothing else mattered. And yes, she did desire sex, but it was a second place to Lewis's welfare, but that didn't stop her wanting and needing, after her mourning was more or less over.
Cassie, after establishing a solid relationship with him, and getting to know his mother, who was as sexy as hell in her own right, she had taken an interest in her, and after some time had decided that she needed to find out if the shy, quiet, and sometimes timid woman would be susceptible to a bit of hanky pankey with another female.
So she had started calling in when she knew Ellen, his mother, was at home alone. And around two months later she decided that yes, she might be one for some fun. She thought long and hard about trying it, she didn't really want to lose Lewis, but the thought of his mom moaning under her onslaught became too much.
So one day, after many smirks, innuendoes and lewd comments Cassie told herself it was time. Lewis was out, Ellen sensed something was in the air, but was happy with Cassie being here with her. Cassie said she had to go upstairs to Lewis's bedroom for something.
In the bedroom Cassie made herself look better than she did already. She put on a long silk swishy robe she had brought for her purpose, with nothing at all on under it. It was belted and easily removed. Her long auburn hair was brushed, her fit statuesque body was on a high, her extremities were vibrating and tingling, she was ready!
She called down to Lewis's mother.
"Ellen, can you help me please?" Ellen heard and went to Cassie's aid. She entered her son's bedroom and asked what it was she wanted. Cassie manoeuvred her into the place she had in her head, then taking sudden control, took her arm, spun her around, pushed her backwards, and followed her down on to the bed. In the blink of an eye Cassie had Ellen pinned.
Ellen looked in surprise at what had happened, she hadn't anticipated such a thing. Cassie wrapped herself around Lewis's mother, and first off, slid a warm hand inside her top. Ellen jumped.
"Cassie, what on earth are you doing?"
"Oh just messing Ellen, looking to see what's what." Was her nonchalant reply. Then she squeezed Ellen's nipple. This caused her to twist away, or try to, but Cassie held her, she was smiling into Ellen's face.
"Cassie!" she railed, "stop this right now! I demand it immediately." Cassie just squeezed it and rolled it again, taking no notice. She knew if this went wrong it would probably mean the end of everything. Her arm around her, wrist held, her other arm trapped underneath Cassie, her leg cocked over hers, Ellen was stuck fast and it took her a while to realise it.
Cassie's demeanour was nonchalance personified, but her mind was otherwise, she needed to subdue Ellen quickly. To engage her, to manipulate her into a place she didn't know of, or probably not, thought Cassie. She concentrated on Ellen's nipples, both were alternated between her fingers, Ellen's face became a little flushed, this gave Cassie a sign that she might be on the right path. She increased her soft gentle attacks on Ellen's nipples, then she leaned down and kissed her quickly. This took Ellen by total surprise, her mouth gaped open at the kiss.
Cassie took the opportunity to smile and kiss her again, it was a bit sloppy because Ellen tried to break from it, but Cassie didn't mind at all, she had been here before, she knew what to do and what to expect. She didn't want to speak yet, she didn't want to engage in conversation, she needed to let Ellen understand that she was held and unable to shake Cassie off. That Cassie was in the ascendancy of which there would be no doubt, Cassie had to have patience with her, let it dawn on her that this was not negotiable.
Cassie was gentle but insistent, kind but firm, soft yet dominant, silently reassuring her 'victim' that she was okay, she was in good hands, and that soon she would find that this really wasn't so bad. Ellen tried to get free but found that no matter where she exerted herself Cassie had an answer for it, and her ongoing rolling, squeezing of her nipples was making her body warm up. She protested loudly, saying things like, "Lewis will not be happy about this," and many other things to try and shake her off, but the more it went on, the more Cassie kept it up.
She resisted as much as she could, she would not give in, but the wrecking movement of Cassie's fingers was lessening her. Cassie's little pecks at her lips and cheeks never ended, then Cassie spoke to her.
