The Old Man

Chapter 2- Jenny, pt 1

It was very late, nearly midnight, when Oscar and Jenny came strolling up to the house hand in hand, both of them looking very much like lovers. Upon reaching the porch, Oscar kissed Jenny’s hand before he let her leave. Once she was gone and the front door was closed, he sat back down in his porch swing and slowly rocked.

Jenny went inside. She smelled of sex and sweat and Oscar's cum. It was deep! So, so deep inside her. His seed penetrated her to her deepest depths. Even so, it had for quite some time now been leaking down her thighs. Rolling down her legs in warm thin rivulets to soak into her socks. She needed a bath. However, once the front door was closed, she found herself ambushed by Bridget and Heather!

“Come, let’s take a bath!” She replied in answer to their bombardment of questions.

Bridget and Heather were taken by surprise but quickly agreed and followed Jenny to the library.

“Wow!” Bridget purred salaciously as she ogled Jenny’s legs, “I guess you really are dedicated to seducing Oscar into taking over being our husband?!”

Jenny turned her leg exposing her inner thigh so that Bridget and Heather could see the stream of cum glistening as it trickled down her legs.

“I am,” She hummed from behind a provocative smile.

Bridget and Heather gasped in mock shock then giggled.

“No way! You did it?! No way!” Heather chortled, “What was it like? Was it old and boring? Did he only want to do it missionary?!”

“You let him cum inside you?” Bridget hissed, “Girl, are you on the pill?!”

Jenny laughed at their astonishment, and took the questions one at a time, “Yes! He made love to me for hours and it was glorious! It was sensual. Gentle. Rough. Powerful. Manly. We made love from sunset until well after the moon set. And, oh my god, he came inside me so many times!”

Reaching out Jenny clasped Bridget and Heather’s hands and squeezed as she exclaimed, “Oh! Bridget! Heather! He made me climax so many times! It was amazing!”

“Fuck me!” Heather sighed in anticipation.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m sure he will,” Jenny reassured in husky tones of remembered sensualism, “I made several allusions that I am not the only one lonely and neglected. You two are as well. He didn’t mention it, but I think that is only because he didn’t want to be crass by talking about having sex with you two while he was making love to me!”

As they giggled and talked excitedly, Jenny opened the library and they all went in. She closed and locked the doors and all three stripped. Once they were naked, Jenny unlocked the secret bookcase and they marched out into the secret garden. A few minutes were spent watering the flowers in the planters and hanging baskets, but then they made their way to the Siren’s Well.

As they settled into the cool water Jenny continued her report, “No, Oscar’s lovemaking skills are not old. They are hands down the best I ever experienced. Yes, we did it missionary, but first, he ate my pussy like he was going to town on his favorite peach, and he did it for at least an hour. Oh god, he made me climax so many times! So many! Then, only once he had fully consumed me and ravaged my naked soul, did he fuck me over and over and over again! It was the best. There is no comparison — to anyone else!”

“Fuck me!” Bridget sighed and Heather nodded in agreement.

“So,” Bridget said after a few seconds of fantasizing, “Do you really think he will do the same for us?”

“I do,” Jenny confirmed, but then added, “However, he has some conditions so you had better be prepared for that.”

“What conditions?” Heather asked, suddenly hesitant.

“Firstly, he wants your pussy exclusively,” Jenny answered, “He is not willing to share. He did however offer to allow me to use other methods to service Carl if I wanted to. Oral or anal. However, my pussy, my vagina, my womb is his — exclusively.”

“And what did you say?” Bridget inquired.

Jenny blushed and smiled before finally purring, “I gave him all of me — exclusively.”

“Fuck!” Bridget hissed, “Girl! You know that shit ain’t going to fly next time Carl wants a blowjob, or wants to fuck your ass before a big game!”

“I don’t care,” Jenny replied determinedly, “I caught him today online with a Chaturbate stripper in a private show masturbating and sending her coins and gifts while she twerked her pussy and ass at him through a damn television screen. I would have done any and all of that myself if he had only asked! No, I am done. He is done. He’s cheated on me for the last time without consequences.”

“So, your marriage is over?” Heather asked.

Jenny shook her head, “No. It’s evolving, or devolving I guess I should say. He doesn’t care about me. He wants to cheat on me. Well, so be it, I am not going to be faithful to him.”

Jenny paused as she thought over her situation then added, “I will not seek a divorce. However, if he does, then fine. He can leave. I’m staying here with Oscar. I’m sure Oscar will side with me since I am his woman now!”

“Shit!” Bridget gasped in one long drawn-out hiss.

“What about you two?” Jenny asked.

“I’ve made my vow to you, Jenny,” Bridget said after a few minutes of thought, “Whatever happens, happens. I am your woman now, and Oscar’s.”

“Me too,” Heather agreed as Jenny smiled and nodded.

“So,” Bridget mused hopefully, “When do I get a turn at our new stud?”

Jenny looked Bridget up and down assessingly, taking in the woman’s naked body. Her long brown hair, her bronze skin, and her dark brown eyes. Her Native American heritage was distinct in her features, but she also had a very sharp and angular jawline with a more square chin than usual. She had a wide mouth and plump lips to make a young 1990s Angelina Jolie jealous. Jenny considered Bridget’s 34 B-cup breasts and the rounds and curves of her otherwise flat belly before she purred, “Why don’t you go find him next time he is in the garage?”

Bridget nodded as Heather suddenly asked, “What about me?”

Jenny considered Heather for a long moment. Like Bridget, Heather had long black hair. However, unlike Bridget, she had beautiful creamy mocha skin and blue eyes like polished sapphires. She was only four feet tall and roughly eighty-five pounds. She was a 26 B-cup in the bust with a 20-inch waist and a 32-inch hip measurement, and although she was very slim everywhere else she had a very deliciously thick bubble butt.

“You could make yourself available when he is out gardening. Let’s see which one he tends to first,” Jenny purred in lurid arousal and a predatory grin, “The garden, or the equipment?”

Bridget and Heather agreed happily with nods and grins then started to hum a joyful song of promised seduction as they took turns washing and brushing each other's hair.

——(!)——

The next morning, Jenny awoke beside Carl, opened her eyes, and found him lying facing away from her. Rolling over, she looked at her alarm clock and saw that it was an hour before her alarm. Unfortunately, she was fully awake. So, she reached out and turned off her alarm, and slid out of bed as quietly as possible. Usually, she would wake up at 5 o’clock and make breakfast and lunch for the boys while they woke up around 6:30 to 7:00 and either took showers or just got dressed and rushed off to work. However, this morning she was up at 4 o’clock and padding out to the kitchen to make her selections of ingredients for breakfast.

She was looking through the refrigerator and pulling some eggs out of their drawer when she heard a creaking sound and a clump and scrape of a boot heel outside the kitchen somewhere on the back porch. A hundred scenarios flashed through Jenny’s mind in an instant. Her first thought was that it must be Oscar, but she was sure it was too early. He must still be asleep. She tried to look out the kitchen window over the sink but she saw nothing.

There was another creak and a clomp! Jenny looked down at her breasts and considered her shimmering white silk, semi-transparent, sleeping gown. She was completely nude beneath it. The gown outlined her breasts exceptionally well and her taut nipples and areola were very noticeable. She was suddenly very aware of her nightgown’s soft caress on her belly and hips and ass as she breathed and moved. She was always aware of how her nightgown felt against her skin, that was why she wore them, but now it hit her differently and she was suddenly very aware of her vulnerability in such a garment.

There was another scuff and squeal! Forgetting her nightgown and near nudity, her head whipped around so that she was staring at the kitchen door. She listened for several seconds, not daring to breathe. Nothing. There was not a sound to be heard but for the thudding of her heart and blood pumping in her ears.

“Be brave, Jenny,” She whispered to herself as she gathered her resolve and crept to the door. Grasping the doorknob in hesitant hands, she swung it wide open and braced for a fight!

“Good morning, Jenny,” Oscar greeted softly from his customary place, swinging gently in the porch swing whether it be the back porch or the front, “Would you care to join me as I watch the sunrise?”

“Good morning, Oscar!” Jenny gasped softly in relief, suddenly very happy she had woken up earlier than usual, “What are you doing up so early?”

“I’m always up this early,” He whispered as if the sanctity of those early morning hours demanded quiet reverence.

“I’ve never heard you out here before,” Jenny replied with a hint of agitation in her voice and feeling silly for being scared.

“I’m usually gone by the time you wake up, Jenny,” Oscar explained, “This was a little tradition Milly and I had. Now, it gives me a few moments to admire the beginning of the day before the craziness begins…”

Oscar looked away and nodded toward the sky as it began to lighten markedly just then and they both watched as it turned a deep purple before he continued, “And, sometimes sunrises are even more beautiful than sunsets.”

“Really?” Jenny purred as she continued to watch the eastern sky. After a few minutes, she turned back to Oscar and asked, “May I sit on your lap?”

“It would be my pleasure if you did,” He replied with a grin as he ogled her, obviously noticing her taut nipples and possibly remembering the evening before.

She stepped closer, sat on Oscar’s lap, and leaned back into his warm body like he was a warm, comforting recliner. She was small compared to him. She loved it. It made her feel so safe in his arms, and even more so when he was on top of her. Oscar wrapped his arms around her waist, and she nearly purred in delight. As she cuddled up to him, she moved her head to the side and turned her face into his chest. She wanted to feel him and smell him. She wanted to feel loved by how he held her, but she also wanted him to be able to see past her. He was here, after all, to watch the sunrise. However, as she relaxed, she quickly found herself sliding down Oscar’s thighs and headed off his lap as her soft silky nightgown twisted and rode up her legs to her bum.

“This isn’t working out as well as I hoped,” She mumbled as she scooted back into position and wrapped Oscar’s arms under her breasts and around her waist a little tighter. Almost instantly she began to slide down his legs again.

“Just a second,” She mumbled in mild agitation before standing up again, leaving Oscar to watch and grin.

This time, unabashedly, Jenny hiked her nightgown up her legs baring their shapely, milk-white beauty until her nightgown was over her hips and exposing her perfect cameltoe pussy and big round bubble butt. Looking down at Oscar she purred, “I bet you weren’t expecting this, this morning!”

“I wasn’t,” He agreed with a chuckle, then added, “But, I hoped! Jenny, you are more beautiful than the sunrise!”

She felt her heart leap in her chest and swell with joy. She found herself smiling irrepressibly and instead of sitting on Oscar’s lap she straddled him, facing him as she asked, “Am I a worthy distraction from your usual sunrise watching?”

“Very worthy!” He whispered as he slid his hands around her slim waist and down her broad hips to grab two very greedy handfuls of her very soft, very round, very fat ass cheeks.

Leaning in, she kissed him passionately, and they remained like that for a long, long time. At length, as Jenny’s passions grew undeniable, Oscar felt her small hands grappling with his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them before thrusting a hand in to wrestle with his dick. It took some doing because he was already very hard and it made it very difficult for her to get it out. He had never really considered himself large in that area, but then, Mildred had never been disappointed by his size and girth either, as a matter of fact, she had always said he filled her up completely. But now, as Jenny struggled to get his rock-hard phallus out of his pants, he was starting to wonder if he was a bit on the larger side.

Once his dick was out, Jenny lost her grip and his muscles tensed reflexively, slapping Jenny’s pussylips and the bottom rounds of her ass cheeks where they met at her vagina with a loud whack! This caused her to instinctively jump and giggle, then smirk and purr, “Just a second mister impatient!”

“Sorry,” He mumbled unrepentantly, “But, it’s been twenty-plus years since a twenty-something Mildred straddled and rode me like this on this swing.”

Jenny grinned as she grabbed his dick around the base and worked her hand up to the tip as she purred, “Surely, you and Milly had sex on this swing more recently than twenty years ago.”

She twisted her hand bending his incredibly stiff erection and guided the huge mushroom-shaped tip with its flared flanges to her waiting vagina. She was so aroused that a dollop of lubrication dribbled in a clear crystalline dollop onto his urethra just before Jenny pressed it to the mouth of her well and squeezed it inside her waiting embrace!

“We made love on that swing almost every morning until she was too sick to enjoy it,” Oscar replied in a warm purr as he watched his dick disappear inside Jenny’s beautiful body, “However, it’s been twenty-plus years since she was twenty-two.”

Jenny’s warm, wet sheath felt so small, so tight as he slid inside her. As soon as his tip disappeared, once his head was past the tight lips of her vaginal mouth, he felt it expand and stretch her walls around him. Apparently, she felt it as well, because she gasped a little and moaned luxurantly, “Ah, I see,” as she slowly sunk her body down the rest of his length.

“Mmm, that feels so good!” She sighed.

“Yes, it does,” He agreed wholeheartedly as he wiggled just a little so that he could thrust up to meet her falling pussy at a better angle.

His pubic bone met her mons pubis and Jenny tilted her hips so that she fully consumed him and ground her clit on his pelvic bone. As she did, she moaned again, “Mmm, I can feel you stretching me all around you, and your head, it’s pressing against my cervix. Mmm, it feels…”

She gasped and moaned again suddenly as Oscar shifted and sank even deeper inside her.

“Oh god!” She purred huskily, “You're so deep! This is even better than last night!”

“I aim to please,” Oscar purred as he gripped her wondrously cushy ass cheeks and pushed her down onto his dick forcefully!

Jenny’s hips tilted more and her pussy swallowed up his dick as he somehow slid even deeper inside her!

“If you keep filling me up like this,” She panted hornily, “And keep blasting me with so much of your seed, I think you’re going to get me pregnant!”

Oscar surged inside her. He contracted his muscles and his dick leaped inside Jenny so hard she could feel him stretching her walls and rearranging her insides. His cock swelled larger and longer than it ever had before. He penetrated her more deeply than he had the previous night during their evening walk, and deeper than he ever had with Mildred during their marriage. His dick pressed forward, thrusting and surging powerfully, penetrating Jenny deeper and deeper until he imagined her cervix was a tight ring dilating open but still pressing ruthlessly back against the lips of his swollen mushroom-shaped head shutting him away from where he wanted to be.

Jenny's eyes opened wide as Oscar thrust against her cervix. Her jaw fell and her mouth opened wide as it slowly dilated open in full, hungering fertility. Her body sang and rang out joyfully as she imagined his massive head sliding past her cervix and directly into her fertile womb.

“Is that what you want?” Oscar asked suddenly, in a very interested growl.

Jenny's eyes were bulging with pain and pleasure. She had to close her mouth and swallow hard before looking into Oscar’s eyes. His stormy gray-green eyes. Oh god! He was filling her up so much. She was so full! Warmth and love roiled like a tempestuous storm in her belly. It moved down to her womb and up to her heart and set them both ablaze with passion and before she knew it, she was leaning in and kissing Oscar as she slowly started rocking on his pussy impaling baby-maker.

They kissed for a long, long time. Suckling each other’s lips and dancing their tongues in each other's mouths. Oscar moved his hands up from Jenny's magnificent behind so that he could hug her tight. Simultaneously, she moved her hands up to his face and played her fingers across his jawline and ear and combed her nails through his silver-flecked golden hair. They made love slowly, fully entranced by the other’s beauty whether it be physical, emotional, or spiritual. Neither one saw the sun rise over the horizon in its red and golden glory.

At length and after much lovemaking, Jenny pulled away and answered Oscar, “I’ve wanted to start a family ever since I married Carl. Obviously, I knew and agreed that it was prudent to wait a couple of years until we were established financially and maritally. However, I’ve always desired to be pregnant. To feel a baby growing in my belly. To have my own children to love and raise. To know the love of the man that put our babies in my belly. So, yes, I want a baby. I want to be pregnant.”

“And, you don’t mind if the father is me?” Oscar asked.

Jenny smiled and her expression was filled with love as she whispered, “Four years ago I would have said no…”

“Hell,” She chuckled, “Three months ago I would have said no. But now, since Mildred’s passing…”

Jenny sighed and shook her head but her smile never wavered, “I feel like a different woman. I don’t know why. I can’t explain it. I just feel — different.”

Jenny sighed again and for a second her expression was contemplative. She looked down at her nightgown which hid her breasts and was gathered and riding high on her hips. She swirled her pelvis, whisking Oscar’s dick inside her, and rocked slightly just so that his head felt like it slipped out of her womb before settling back down and feeling him fill up her uterus once more. His dick rubbed her walls and tickled her sensitive spots sending warmth and tingling electricity throughout her pussy and deep into her belly. She moaned luxuriantly and then refocused her thoughts.

“I don't need much.” She finally said in a husky purr, “I don’t want much. All I’ve ever wanted was to be loved by the man I love. Three months ago, the day Mildred died, I found out that Carl had been cheating on me ever since we started dating. He was never faithful to me. Still, I tried to be the woman I thought he wanted…”

Jenny’s voice broke as her emotions threatened to overwhelm her. She took a breath and gathered herself before continuing, “Oscar, you’ve always been here for me. You’ve always supported me. Us. Bridget and Heather too. So, yes, I would prefer it, Oscar. You took us in, took me in, and treated me like I was your daughter. I love you for that. As for Mildred, she told me I was her daughter and her heir. She told me that she was giving you to me. She told me to care for you, to love you. I do love you. I’ve come to realize that more and more over these past three months. I love you with my whole heart and, now, my whole body. So, again, yes, I want you to father my children because you’re the man I love and, I have come to realize, the only man that has ever truly returned my love.”