Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older.
Author's note: It is recommended to read Part 1 before reading this story. This installment includes older woman/ younger man sex, lesbianism, group sex, swinging, and mother/ daughter incest. If any of this is not your cup of tea, please find another café.
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Sandra and Billy spent the whole day cleaning the house and decorating it for Sandra's father's birthday. Her father, Marcos, was turning 77, but his health had steadily deteriorated since his stroke 5 years ago, and they didn't know how many more birthdays he would celebrate. Now confined to a wheelchair, he spent most days in his room, just watching old tv show reruns and not wanting to be a bother to anyone else.
Sandra's mother, Millie, helped prepare for the party, while her brother, Santos, ran errands. All their aunties and uncles and cousins from both Sandra's father's and mother's sides of the family were coming over, so the house would be packed, and everyone expected a large feast.
Both sides of the family were of Costa Rican descent, but all had lived in the USA for decades, so the food would be a mixture of more traditional foods for the older generations (olla de carne and arroz con leche) as well as American foods for the younger folks (chicken wings and hot dogs).
They expected guests to start arriving by 4 pm, and the time went by quickly with so much work to do in preparation. Sandra eyed her mother suspiciously as they prepared the tamals for the party. Lately, Millie had been acting very suspiciously, going out and dressing sexy to go partying till the wee hours on the weekend, and she refused to provide any satisfactory explanation for her late-night excursions.
Sandra marveled at her 57-year-old mother, though. She had to admit, her mother still had a nice figure and looked at least 15 years younger than her age. She was a tiny, slender woman, about 5'2" and maybe 100 pounds, and Sandra wished some of those genes had been passed on to her. Sandra was 33, and though she was taller, about 5'4", she felt a little pudgy at 140 pounds. She was self-conscious of her extra weight, especially when she was around her mother.
Sandra looked at her mother and wondered what secrets she was hiding. She wanted to ask her mother where she disappeared to on the weekends, but her mother always deflected by saying she was just going to a party or visiting friends, and Sandra felt guilty and disrespectful if she pressed her mother too hard.
Ever the bossy type, Millie barked orders at Billy. "Go in the shed. Bring in the folding chairs and tables for the guests and set them up."
"That can be arranged," Billy dutifully answered, as he set off to the task.
Sandra's brother, Santos, returned to the house at 2:30, and they rushed to finish decorating and get the drinks chilled before the guests arrived. Santos rolled his father, Marcos, out of his bedroom and set him in the living room to watch tv and greet guests as they arrive.
Come 4 pm, folks started to roll in. The older aunts and uncles stayed with Marcos in the living room, while the younger adults congregated on the back deck and watched over all the kids running around the back yard. Though Sandra and her husband, Billy, didn't have any kids, they enjoyed watching the kids roam free through their backyard.
"Remember that used to be us 20 years ago, sis?" Santos mused.
"Yeah, and it used to be our parents sitting on the deck watching us run around. Now look at us," Sandra countered.
"Give it a few years. We can graduate to the living room with all the old folks," Santos laughed.
It felt good to have all the family together again. Everyone ate and laughed and drank freely. As the night wound down and people started to leave, Sandra, Billy, and Santos took to cleaning up.
Santos rolled his father back to his bedroom and then asked after he came back, "Where's Ma?"
"Dude, I saw her sneak out right after you did your father's cake," Billy said.
Sandra was dumbfounded. "Are you kidding me? That was two hours ago. Of all the days, she cut out early on dad's birthday with all our relatives here."
"Yeah, she left right after your auntie Tina and her family left," Billy reiterated.
"God damn, Ma!" Santos exclaimed in frustration.
Sandra looked at Santos. "What are we doing to do with her? I don't know what to do anymore."
"I mean, we knew she'd leave, right?" Santos replied. "I'm just surprised she left so early. So, I threw my extra cell phone in her car earlier again like last time. We can at least see if she went to the same place or where she's off to tonight."
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At that very instant, Millie lay naked on a bed with her lover's cock in her mouth.
"All I could think about the whole time is how much I wanted to take you to a bedroom and fuck you with everyone else in the house," her lover said.
"Nico, I'm just glad your mom, Tina, left early," Millie answered. "It gave you a good excuse to leave early, too."
"And what was your excuse for leaving early?" Nico asked.
"I'm old enough. I don't need excuses. I can just do as I please."
"And what is it you please?"
"To be your slut," Millie replied, as she took Nico back into her mouth.
They had met several months back after getting matched on tinder. Millie was frustrated being married to an invalid almost 20 years older than her, and she wanted a physical relationship. Nico was single, but he had an attraction to older women. Initially, both were embarrassed when they recognized the other, but they started texting and chatting to joke about the match, but an attraction was quickly established, and they decided to move forward with a physical no strings attached relationship.
Nico was Marcos' blood nephew, so they were not related by blood, although Nico grew up knowing Millie as an auntie. He was 31, the same age as Millie's son, Santos, and, in fact, they grew up together, went to the same high school, and still hung out regularly. After high school, he went to college and got a Business MBA and now he worked as a Business Analyst for a Fortune 500 company.
Nico was skinny back in high school, but he started lifting regularly after graduation, and now he was a solid 5'10" and 220 pounds of muscle. With his short-cropped hair, clean-cut professional look and light skinned complexion, he was the eye candy that Millie never had. When she first came to the USA, she immediately settled for someone who could provide for her, even if there was no passion. Millie thought she'd grow to love her husband, but it proved to be a marriage of convenience, and she played the part of the loyal wife for decades, but now that Marcos was not even providing for her anymore, she felt free to fulfill her needs and wants elsewhere.
Nico loved how adventurous Millie was. She seemed to be up for anything, and he was turned on by the secret life they lived right under their family's noses. They both worked during the week, so they agreed to only meet up on weekends. Their relationship had started off with straight no strings attached sex, but it quickly expanded from there. Millie proved to be insatiable during their trysts, seemingly draining every last drop of cum from Nico till he had no more to give. At first, he was slow and deliberate in fucking her, afraid that she was so small and delicate, she might be hurt. But he quickly learned she could take a pounding and now he fucked her almost violently, riding her small, lithe body hard like a rag doll.
They were both generous lovers and eager to explore their sexual boundaries. When Nico asked Millie if she had ever done anal, she said no, but she was ok to try. The first time he penetrated her ass, she was so tight, he came within 30 seconds. He recently proposed to Millie they try swinging, and though she was initially apprehensive, she eventually was game to try and ended up having sex with a dozen people last weekend.
