Cruising the neighborhoods of his several residences, Declan came across housewives that perked his interest. It was easy pickings in the suburban settings where the soccer moms and coffee klatch outings were bored with their daily homebody lives. He got many one-time quickies, those mentally controlled trysts with adventure-seeking MILFs, and sometimes found one or two with situations he could telepathically exploit for longer-term advantages.
One such prospect was Ellen, a divorced MILF he now occasionally fucked, who had a teen-aged daughter, Emily, that dropped by on weekends while attending a local college. Having met the daughter, and feeling intrigued, he invited them to join him at his secluded beach house.
It was no secret that Declan and Ellen were intimate and the beach house had separate master and guest bedrooms. Daughter Emily was awakened during the night in her guest bedroom to repeated moans and cries of ecstasy emanating from the adult's master bedroom. After breakfast one Saturday morning, the trio headed to the sandy strand at the rear of the house.
The stretch of beach was secluded. They propped the umbrella and lounge chair in its shade. A blanket afforded open sunning next to it. As Emily lay on the blanket, Declan and Ellen got frisky and she soon had his swim trucks around his thighs and was licking and suckling his cock to erection. Emily tried to ignore the spectacle next to her but the adults were noisy in their passions. She took on a look of disgust as the fellatio played out.
But scheming Ellen held back from his culmination. She sidled up to his ear and whispered little conspiratorial phrases while surreptitiously glancing at the bikini-clad busty girl on the blanket. Declan turned his head to spy the healthy youngster, well displayed in her minimal bikini, her eyes UV-protected by bug-shield sunglasses. He gave the mother, Ellen, a wink, smiled, and nodded. He rolled away from under the umbrella and knelt on hands and knees at Emily's side.
The girl sensed the shadow cross her face and felt him tugging at her bikini top. She opened her eyes and suddenly struggled to resist but was overpowered by Declan. She added protests to her body wrenching.
"Stop it! What are you doing?"
In the midst of the loud melee, her mother came to her side to assist... Declan. She held her naked daughter's shoulders prone on the beach blanket, helping restrain her offspring's resistance.
He got the top undone and tossed away the string-connected cups, watching her abridged writhing shudder her big boobs on her chest. Then he grabbed two big handfuls and, leaning in, sucked her nipples. Her hands tried, but failed, to stop his attack on her tits.
Declan moved to kneel between the girl's legs. He pulled the side ties and ripped off the cunt cover. She was shaved and his finger slid along the pink gash, testing its warmth and moisture. Both were evident.
"No, Mom, I don't want this."
Declan edged forward and leaned in, posed on his knees above the naked young female. He held her hips firmly, her legs parted by his presence between them. Her mother held her shoulders harder against the ground. With her lips close to her daughter's ear, the matron's voice tried to be soothing.
"Shhh... shhh, my darling. It had to be done sometime. Declan will be your first and it will be wonderful for you."
"No... please. Not here. Not now. Not like this."
Declan impatiently watched and listened to the exchange. The girl was wiggling her hips and shoulders but was pinned by mother and man.
He took the mother's tone and bearing to be his invitation to continue. He lowered his hips and Emily's hands pushed against his chest. His cock tip bounced around her saddle as she violently wiggled to escape the unavoidable. He sighed at his inability to get contact with her vaginal lips.
"Ellen, get me placed in position."
The woman let go of the virgin's shoulders and Declan leaned more forward, moving his hands to press the girl's shoulders in lieu of her mother's hold. Ellen shifted down to employ both hands to his demand. One set of her fingers spread the labial lips while the other held his shaft just below the corona and moved the tip to touch the budding pussy.
"Mom, he's poking at my pussy. Please, no..."
"Shh... darling. Let it happen. His cock is big and beautiful; it will only hurt a bit at first, then it will feel so wonderful."
Declan couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed against the fleshy gash and her cunt orifice widened at his advance. Another push got his first inch inside. He throttled back and pressed again. Another inch and he anticipated her hymen blockage soon. A deep breath and a powerful push slid him home.
He was surprised at the lack of resistance. He looked at the mother with a curious expression; she also looked perplexed. They had expected a pained reaction from Emily at the breakthrough sting. Ellen asked the obvious question.
