Taing the Widow and Her Daughter

I tried to write in the first person for a change... I'd be happy to get some feedback about that.

Some mother-daughter incest, oral, deepthroat, anal, hints at some SM, blackmail, and a weird toy.

A Satisfying Afternoon

"Come on, Mary. The customer has changed his mind at least four times by now. There's no need for me to work late!" I complained, looking at her on the laptop screen.

"No, Harry, he is important! Come on, it's not as if you've anything else to do?"

"Down to nagging now? Sesh, Mary. I've already enough hours to take five weeks off! And I need my quality time..."

"Pretty please? Harry? I promised him I would finish the offer before the weekend..."

She did lean forward to allow me a nice view down her cleavage. That was totally lost on me, though. Mary looked like a sister to my ex, that bitch.

"Let's talk bonus, then."

"A bonus? Really?"

"Yes, if it doesn't hurt enough, you'll never stop stealing my free time." And that wrinkle between my eyes got more pronounced.

She sighed. "What do you want?"

"I'll finalize that offer by the weekend, but then I get four weeks paid vacation!"

"Now you're pushing it, Harry..." Mary pouted.

"The customer can wait a week longer then," I replied smugly.

"Two weeks..."

"Three weeks, and I get to use the company pickup."

"Deal.

"Always nice haggling with you, Mary." But she had already disconnected.

I clasped my hands behind my head and leaned back. "

Three weeks and the company pickup

," I thought happily. There is still time to use the rest of summer for some windsurfing. It's good that Mary had no idea about my newly written little script, which would make it an easily earned vacation. The headset found its way into my laptop bag, and I started to make plans.

Getting a Wi-Fi router to work in my backyard was one of my best ideas in the past months. It pushed working from home up another level. Now, I could sit outside and search the web for a new pair of neoprene boots. Vivian's dog had munched my old ones. Wow, has it already been a year since she divorced me?

I froze and concentrated on that noise. "

That's a woman gasping and moaning

..." Yes, I got hard in an instant. You try to go along with no sex for a year. I shook my head. "

Who could that be? Hmm, that direction... The Bensons

..."

A peek through the bushes that lined the border between our backyards revealed the neighbor's redheaded daughter, Dawn, lying in the grass and using the baseball bat of a garden gnome to fuck her barely legal pussy. If her pubic hair can be believed, she was a natural redhead. I took my mobile out and started to get that on video. She was well built, just enough fat to allow for impressive female attributes. Her ass was a hit, and seeing her knead those hard nipples on top of those breasts, I couldn't hope for more. My trembling fingers got my boner out of my joggers, and I imagined pumping it right from behind into her juicy pussy. I breathed hard, and my eyes must already have had that glassy look they get right before I shoot my load.

I was so horny it hurt. And then... Belinda, her mother, joined her. My eyes went wide when she straddled the face of her daughter and got down hard on Dawn's quivering pussy lips. My mind shrank to a small spot, and I shot my load. Hot, pale redheads - "HMM!" - small neatly trimmed red-haired landing strip - "HMM!"

So, if you were wondering why this movie is so shaky at the end, try holding your phone steady while you kneel and shoot your cum against the leaves of a bush.

I panted heavily, giving it my best to keep the two women in the focus of my mobile camera. They were scissoring with frantically moving hips, and Belinda had an earth-shattering orgasm. "My turn!" the younger complained, and Belinda got on all fours between her legs and began pumping her daughter's pussy roughly with three fingers. I'd never taken Belinda Benson, the church council's head, to be such an incest slut. She even condemned public kissing for crying out loud.

"Mom?" Dawn asked, out of breath.

"Thanks, dear, that was really satisfying."

"You needed to calm down?

"Yes, the church council meetings are getting on my nerves lately."

"Mr. Peterson again?"

"Yes, that bastard!"

"Why don't you just fuck him?"

"That bastard?"

"It helped with the others, right?"

"You might be onto something, Dawn. With Frank six feet under, many things became easier."

Then, I slowly crawled backward and went with unsteady legs to pour myself a whisky. "Wow, whoever gets her is a lucky man, considering how well her mom had aged," I said out loud, remembering the sexy bodies of the Benson women.

--<>--

My love life did get a lot better after that day. No, I didn't use that video to get them into my bed. I used it the following days to jerk off. The week went by, and as Friday came, I prepared to email the offer to Mary. But as I had anticipated, the customer had changed his mind again.

"No, Mary, you promised!" I retorted, staring at her.

"Well, Harry, you just have to hurry," she giggled.

"Very mature, Mary. Ha, ha."

"No, really, Harry. We need that contract, no matter what. You know how we struggled since Corona, and the head office has us on evaluation again," she sighed.

"Finally, the truth! Ok then, Mary. I get it. But after that, I get my three weeks plus the days left of the week!"

"I see that that's your final offer. Ok, Harry. But please, be quick about it before that moron changes his mind yet again."

I sat back, and my hands went up to remove the headset from my head. But then, it was already late. I grinned and brought that video up on my screen instead. The outside air does something to you, and getting my boner out in the open had its own small kink for me. After fertilizing the lawn, I kept slowly stroking until the end of the recording. "

Moment, how could that get past me? Is she really keeping her eyes closed the whole time

?" And so I watched the whole thing another time. My face must have shown quite the perverted grin afterward. Well, I looked forward to hearing Dawn's moans next time.

With a sigh, I canceled the hotel for the weekend and stayed in my backyard working instead.

It was such a shame. To make things worse, Viviane called.

"Now, what do you want of me?" I asked, not even trying to hide my contempt.

"You work from home..."

"Yes, so what?"

"You take Sandy next week!"

"Oh no, you wanted our dog, and you got it. You also took my car, just because I loved it. Now, keep them!"

"Then I have her put to sleep..."

"You can't just do that! She's a living being, damn it!"

"It's either you or the injection. Your choice," she said coldly.

"

How could I ever been in love with that monster

?" I sighed heavily. "Ok, but only for a week!"

"I knew you'd come around," she said loftily and hung up.

"And when do your fucking majesty arrive with the dog?" I muttered into the evening air.

Now you know why I needed that F150 from work. Viviane had taken mine when she left, along with all the money and the dog. I was left with the house and a hefty mortgage. When she received all that money, she still tried to press more out of me. Luckily, the judge also thought that it had been enough.

--<>--

The days had passed, and instead of speeding over the water, I lay on a lounger by my pool, watching Sandy hunting some poor butterfly. The beer and the hot sun made me doze off. I spend my day relaxing, feeding the dog, and not doing much else.

It must have been Sandy's second day. The ball gun was next to me on the table, and Sandy sat in front of me, looking expectantly and wiggling her tail. I had bought that thing because the balls or sticks, or whatever she would fetch, were full of her saliva in no time. With the ball gun, I could pick it up and fire it a few meters without touching it.

The customer had finally signed the contract on Tuesday, and I had my Weber going with a nice t-bone over the coals to celebrate when the squishing sounds of a garden gnome's bat fucking a pussy came faintly through the bushes. Sandy was sleeping in the house, and I had been drinking a little too much. Dawn's moans made me feel dizzy, and my cock was painfully hard in an instant. Somehow, the steak found its way into the indirect zone, and I closed the intake to lower the temperature. But then my boner took over, and I was on all fours again, making my way to that vantage point of mine.

She was only a few yards away, and I looked directly up her wide-spread legs. The gnome's bat was glistening with her juices as it went in and out of her twat. My gaze swept over their backyard. "

Yes! Belinda's car's gone

." I smiled hungrily, stroking my boner.

Silently, I made it onto their lawn and got closer and closer, drawn in by that glistening fuck hole.

Just before I reached her, the garden gnome's baseball bat left her pussy and replaced a butt plug. She pushed it deeper and deeper inside while her free hand furiously rubbed her pussy.

"

She must be a dancer or something

," I thought holding my breath. Her legs were spread so wide by then that I decided to change the plan. My swimming trunks fell silently down, and I knelt, as close as the gnome would let me, in front of her pussy.

Her head went back, and her breath hitched as the first tiny ripples went through her body. At this small moment, her hands stopped moving, and she let out a long moan.

"

That's it

!" I thought, and my hip pushed forward. My boner went right past her pussy lips, and she screamed, "Finally!"

"

Finally

?"

"God, Harry," she moaned. "I've been waiting for days now..."

I felt the gnome's bat pushing her pussy walls against my boner every time I hammered into her. No chance to last long under those circumstances, but she was already worked up well, and when her climax created those hot contractions around my cock, I spurted the mother of all loads into her.

She rolled on top of me and massaged my chest. I was in heaven, and her slowly rotating hips kept me hard and shivering. We kissed passionately. My hands on her ass felt so right, so at home, and I gave her a slow base rhythm. It was a slow fuck, and she kept me right at the edge by using her exceptional control to vary the friction.

"Please, Dawn! My balls ache!" I groaned, and I could see her satisfied grin.

She increased the speed but blocked all my tries to push harder into her. "Dawn, Dawn, come on, Dawn," I groaned in painful pleasure as she suddenly went up, and my cock plopped out of her.

"What the..."

But she was already taking my boner into her mouth. She looked at me mischievously as her tongue pressed the right spot, and I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed hungrily, and I would bet that she came just from the sensation of a cock giving it to her throat.

We lay next to each other for quite some time.

"Hey, Dawn, that was hot!"

She looked at me.

"You wanna do that again sometime?"

She smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

I heard a car turning into their driveway and got up. Dawn held me back, gripping my hand. Her hard nipples pressed against my back, and her hand came around to massage my sticky balls. I turned my head, and we kissed passionately. Then she slapped my butt and turned away.

I stumbled back to my Weber. "

I forgot my trunks, damn

!" I poured myself a cool glass of bitter lemon and closed my eyes. "That was the most silent fuck I had in my life," I murmured between sips. The steak had survived. And yes, 160°F isn't overcooked. At least, that's what I kept telling myself.

"What is it, Sandy? Oh no... not my steak!" I threw her some dog treats and a brand-new chewing bone. Then, we were side by side, enjoying our treats.

Feeling young again

The next day, I was already waiting behind the bushes when the time for the church council meeting came up. Belinda's car made its distinct sound. The 1970 Dodge Charger of the late Mr. Benson made its guttural rumble, followed by its ferocious roar as she hit the pedal. I went through the bushes into Dawn's waiting arms.

"Do you ever wear something, or are you always naked?"

"Father never allowed us to wear anything at home..." she answered breathlessly with wide, innocent eyes.

My fingers went through her curly red hair, down her breathtaking back, until my hands grabbed her ass forcefully. I pressed her against my hard boner, and we shared a passionate kiss.

Dawn slid down, pushing my joggers to the floor. Her soft lips slowly sucked their way onto my cock. Not stopping until her nose had made it all the way into my pubic hair. And then she swallowed, and I was instantly in heaven. I pushed her back and rammed into her waiting pussy and began instantly to hammer into her.

"So enthusiastic," she breathed into my ear, followed by a sweet little moan.

I was painfully hard by now, and my balls ached for a release, but she smiled happily and relaxed her pussy till I had next to no friction anymore.

"Dawn, please! I need to give you my load!"

She pulled my ear down to her mouth and licked it. "Today, you're only allowed to spurt into my ass..."

"Your ass?" I panted, my vision slowly turning red.

"HmHmm. Not allowed to breed me, Harry... In my ass, or you won't come..."

My cock has never been up a back entrance before. Viviane wouldn't even suck me off. The highest was fucking her breasts.

"Your ass..." I panted again. "

To hell with it

!" it screamed in my head. I pulled out and pressed her legs further back, lifting her ass far enough to allow the head of my seven inches to find the other hole. I pressed forward.

"NO! Harry. We need lube," and she rolled away, leaving me with my boner hanging in the air.

I threw my joggers away and hunted her through the entrance into their house. I heard her to my left, running upstairs, and I was right behind her. The room was mostly dark, but the light from the door allowed me to see her ass wiggling as she rummaged through a drawer. Just as I reached her, she turned and began spreading lube onto my cock. I lay down, my legs trembling, and she straddled me, slowly impaling her ass onto my cock. The following minutes were a blur. The only thing I do remember is that I came so hard at the end I passed out.

"Uhhh"

"Welcome back, Harry," she whispered.

I felt her warm body against mine, her hard, erect nipples pressing against my chest.

"Wow..."

"So, you're an ass guy?"

"Was my first time..."

"Ohh, so sweet!"

I looked at her, trying to see more in the semi-darkness of the unlit room. "Are you making fun of me?"

Her hand grabbed my balls and softly massaged them.

"Don't try to distract me, Dawn!" I said sternly.

"No, Harry, I'm just happy I found you. I needed that cock." Her fingers played with my chest hair. "In my mouth, my pussy, up my ass..." Her fingers grabbed my little Harry, and it slowly became hard again.

We kissed.

She turned away, and I heard her choppy breathing.

Pressing me and little Harry against her back, my arm went around, and I played with her nipples.

She sobbed quietly.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked quietly.

"No, Harry, I'm just so happy."

I turned her head and licked the tears from her face.

"Fuck me! Take me! Hard! Real hard!"

I scrutinized her face. It had something of a hunger, of a void needing to be filled.

"Please, really hard. Show me how much you want me!"

My breath came in bursts. My strong hands forced her on all fours, and I pressed my cock passed her sphincter in a hard motion.

"YES! Hammer me!"

I lost track of time. Our bodies began to sweat, and the air was filled with her moans and gasps and my grunts.

My fingers hooked roughly into her dripping pussy, with fingertips pressing forcefully against that little rough spot while my palm was massaging her clit in the rhythm of my hard thrusts.

"HARRY! HARRY! OH GOD! YES...YES...yes," her screams trailed off as her body shook wildly beneath me, and that clamping ass made me cum another time.

Her arms and legs gave way, and we lay flat on the ground. My cock stayed hard inside her, and after a while, I slowly started to move again.

"Ohhhh, Harry... So, so good..."

But then we heard the roar of the Dodge, and Dawn jumped upright. My cock was forcefully ripped out of her ass.

"You have to vanish! Fast, fast, Harry! She can't find you in the house!" Dawn whispered in panic. She took me by the hand and ran to the stairs and down. She shoved me out the terrace door and slammed it shut behind me. I ran toward my joggers and reached for them without slowing down. I skidded below the bushes and crawled to my backyard. Upon reaching my side of the border, I fell on my back, heart hammering and gasping for air. I looked up at the sky and felt 20 again.

To domesticate Belinda

The next day, I waited again till that Dodge sped away, and then I was all over and in Dawn again. Heaven!

But Belinda had become suspicious and sneaked back into the house. She left the Dodge down the street and came back on foot. I spurted into Dawn's hungry throat as I saw a movement in the house. I pulled my spurting cock out of her mouth. I sprayed Dawn's face and escaped to my backyard.

I stood there, my heart hammered, and I felt like a little boy caught stealing a cookie from the table. I listened intently but couldn't hear a thing. So I went into the house and poured myself a whisky.

"

That's ridiculous. Dawn is legal, and I'm a grown man. We're no children anymore? Why did I run? Why didn't we just fuck in my house to begin with

?" I wondered and knocked that amber liquid back. "Ahh," that burning feeling of the raw alcohol felt good.

The doorbell rang, and I went to confront my nemesis.

"Harry, are you using my daughter, Dawn, to satisfy your urges?" she asked me, the perfect image of a stern council member.

"Belinda, if you want to ask if I have consensual sex with Dawn, then yes," I replied carefully, as her face was already a bright red.

"This will stop!" she exclaimed.

"And why would we? Dawn is old enough to decide that herself," I replied calmly.

"You will stop to fuck my daughter, or else..." She shouted at me.

"No, Belinda, you're going to shut up and listen. I have a nice movie of you having hot lesbian sex with your daughter. So, I won't stop fucking your daughter's horny pussy."

She became dead pale. In my head, I saw her naked body rolling over the ground, doing her daughter. My cock went from limp to a hundred percent in an instant, and I felt power swell inside my chest. That fucking cunt wouldn't push me around. I wouldn't allow another fucking Vivian to ruin my life.

I grabbed that ludicrous tie of her costume and pulled her in. My other arm went around her waist, and I forced her into my living room, where I pushed her to the ground. As she tried to get up, my foot went on her back and pressed her down. The air left her body with a woosh while I took my phone and got that recording on the screen. I knelt on her and held the mobile right before her eyes.

"Take a good look, Mrs. church council member. Your cunt is mine! If you dare as much as ignore my commands, I'll spread that material. Then we'll see how you keep your seat in the council, bitch!"

I breathed heavily as I fell back on the sofa and poured another glass of whiskey. I watched Belinda slowly get on her knees. She was with her back to me so that I couldn't see her face. I knocked the whiskey back and poured another in a swift motion. Sandy was in the room next door and was barking. All seemed so... unreal somehow.