Lina had only been home from her friend Debi's house for a few minutes but she just had to call her sister and tell her about the previous evening. They kept no secrets from each other. Gretchen, her older sister, was in college and had been reassuring eighteen year old Lina that losing her virginity would be no big deal and that it would open a whole new world of fun. Lina picked up her phone and dialed.
"Hey," Gretchen said.
"Gretch, guess what?" Lina asked.
"You won the lottery."
"I gave up my V card last night," she said excitedly.
"It's about time. Anyone I know?"
"Debi's brother."
"The skinny kid?"
"He's not skinny anymore. You should see him."
"Lina, he's what, sixteen?"
"He's eighteen. He and Debi are twins."
"How was it?"
"Terrifying. I was fine with the idea until I saw his cock. It's the size of my forearm."
"Oh bull, those don't come in white."
"Apparently they do. God, you should see that thing."
"I'd like to do a lot more than just see it if you're telling me the truth," Gretchen told her.
"When you come home next time I'll fix you up. He thinks you're hot."
"He's got good taste. So tell me all about it."
Lina told her sister everything, even about how he had walked in on her and Debi while they were eating each other. Lina's mother, Hilda, was walking down the hallway when she heard Lina's V-card comment. She had stopped to listen for several minutes to her daughter's telling the tale. She was smiling when she returned and sat in the family room with her husband.
"You look like the cat that ate the canary," her husband Richard said.
"Our youngest is no longer a virgin as of last night."
"It was bound to happen sooner or later. I assume she's protected?"
"She's been on the pill for a year. We planned ahead," she replied.
"Anyone we know?"
"Debi's twin brother. We aren't supposed to know so keep this to yourself."
"Of course I will. Did she tell you, Hilda?"
"Not yet. She called Gretchen and was telling her. I overheard some of it."
"I hope it was better than Gretchen's first time. She cried for days."
"It must have been. She told Gretch she came three times."
"An eighteen year old boy? That's BS. They're to ignorant to pull that off."
"Maybe but his dick is the size of her forearm."
Richard looked at his forearm. "More BS."
"Her forearm, not yours, you goof."
"I still don't believe it," he said sarcastically.
"You know, if it's true, we might have a way to check off one of your fantasies."
"You mean watching you with a monster cock?" he asked.
"Uh huh."
"Are he and Lina an item?"
"No, it was a one time thing. She'll probably go back for seconds though."
"Can you find out more about him?"
"Lina will likely tell me about it in the next couple of days. I'll pick her brain then."
"Christ, just thinking about this gave me a hard on."
"Come with me. I'll see if I can't help you out with that."
He followed her to their room looking at her shapely ass as she walked, with her blonde hair swinging freely at the shoulder level. At forty two, Hilda was a beauty. Once inside she locked the bedroom door and pushed him backward on the bed. She didn't hesitate as she unfastened his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles. Her hands spread his knees and she leaned forward smiling.
"Hang onto your hat, cowboy."
She scooped his semi into her mouth and swirled wet tongue around it. His erection grew as she masterfully worked on him. When he was fully erect she swallowed him completely. He didn't know what was going on in her mouth but everything in there but her teeth was moving. The sensation, as always, drove him wild.
"Oh my, fucking God," he moaned.
She had given him hundreds of blowjobs during their twenty three years together but he had never learned control when it came to this technique. He rewarded her in less than a minute with a mouthful of his hot load. She continued until he begged her to stop due to the sensitivity. Hilda raised off of him and walked to the bathroom as he lay there recovering. She returned with a wet warm washcloth and gently wiped him clean.
"All better now?" she asked.
"Do you even breathe when you do that?"
"No need. I make you cum so fast that way that one breath is all it takes."
"Where did you learn that?"
"My mother taught me. It's an old German trick. I'm surprised you've never asked before."
"Have you shared that with the girls?"
"If I do that you'll be wanting their mouths."
"I already want their mouths. You'll be doing mankind a great disservice if you don't."
"How do you propose I teach them?"
"How did your mother teach you?"
"On my father, of course. He said I was better at it than my mother. If you'd like to give a second opinion I'm sure Mom would be happy to oblige."
"Hilda, your mother is about seventy."
"What's that got to do with it?"
"Isn't she a bit old to be giving blowjobs?"
"I doubt it. My father had his heart attack last year from one like I just gave you."
"What a way to go."
"Mom said he died with a smile on his face."
"I'm sure he did." Richard, now air dried, stood and pulled up his pants. "I'd like to die that way too."
"I'll see what I can do when the time comes," she said grinning.
"If we can get that boy... What's his name?"
"Dennis."
"Can you do that on him?"
"I'm not sure. I've never tried on a large one. The only two people I ever blew was you and Dad. You're both about the same size. Would you like me to ask Mom next time she comes over?"
"That wouldn't bother you?"
"I won't put up with cheating. You know that. If I'm there watching and we agree ahead of time, it isn't cheating, is it?"
"No, it's like watching you. That's been a fantasy of mine for years."
"I know about the girl girl thing with me and another woman, the threesome fantasy and how much you want to do a teenager. I'm fine with all of those but I pick the other woman or girl, and I'm a participant. Do you have others?"
He thought for a minute. "Well there's the milking table and the girls obviously."
"The milking table is an easy one. The girls will have to make their own decisions. I won't push that."
"No, I wouldn't want you to. Why the interest in my fantasies? You've never brought up the subject until this year," he asked.
"We really haven't had the freedom to live them out. We've had our daughters to think of. Lina will be leaving for school in the fall. That leaves us with the freedom to live them out."
"What about your fantasies?" he asked.
"Much like yours except with the girls. If it happened I'd be fine with it but I wouldn't go out of my way to make it happen. The thing with the guy and me is a little different too."
"How so?"
"I'd like to be used, taken I guess is a better word. And to add to the excitement you should be bound so you can't interfere."
"Is that how you want us to arrange it?"
"If you'd be okay doing it that way, yes I would."
"I don't want you hurt or beaten."
