Below is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence. All persons are at least eighteen years of age and fully legal to give their consent. If you aren't a fan of Big Tits and Cocks this story isn't for you. It is FICTION... Merriam-Webster ": something invented by the imagination or feigned"... READ the TAGS, if they are NOT for you then Row, Row, Row your boat gently on...
I was outside just finishing up mowing while Laura, my wife, and Lisa, my daughter, messed around in the flower beds that Laura had planted around the house. Summer break was almost over Laura would go back to work at the school teaching and Lisa would be starting her senior year. Hard to believe the girl who was a carbon copy of Laura turned eighteen just two weeks ago.
Laura and I had been sweethearts since second grade, married at eighteen, and parents by nineteen. Both sets of our parents had been eighteen when we were born. We were born a month apart me being the oldest. Her mom and dad had been high school sweethearts as my parents had been. They, all four parents, had been best friends and had remained that way until our fathers were killed in a small plane crash on a hunting trip to Utah ten years ago. Our mothers are still the best of friends, and I am sure will remain that way always.
I was coming out of the tool shed having put the mower away and heard Laura laughing on the phone.
"Tell Mama L I said hi." Lisa was telling her mother. With our mothers being young when we were born and us being young when Lisa was born our mothers agreed they would not be Granny, Grandma, or any version of that as they were only thirty-seven when Lisa was born. Linda, Laura's mom, had become Mama L, while Tammy, my mother, had become Mama T.
I brushed the grass off myself outside and headed in to get a bottle of cold water from the fridge. I had just sat down when the girls came in. Laura was still on the phone. Lisa plopped down at the table snagging my water bottle and taking a sip.
"Sure thing mom. I will send him right over... Oh no, he won't mind you know that." Laura retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge sitting down at the table. " Ok, mom. Love you too. Bye."
"So what did Mama L do now?" Lisa asked with a smile.
"Well," Laura looked at me, "mom dropped a bracelet down the kitchen sink. I told her you would come get it out for her."
"Sure thing. Let me change into some jeans."
"Oh, you don't need to change just to go over there and crawl under a sink."
"Well, I need work jeans on. You know your mother keeps dropping stuff down sinks and toilets a lot lately. This is the fifth time in as many weeks." Laura started to speak but I held my hand up with a smile. "I don't mind doing it but..."
"But what?"
"Honey it almost seems like she's doing it on purpose."
Laura laughed. "Oh, honey that is pure silliness. Mom is just getting older."
"Bull."
Lisa giggled when I said bull and Laura laughed. "Well, she is."
"Our mothers are only fifty-five my love and both sharp as a tack, and you know that. Hell, you all three have been confused as sisters many times." And they had. My wife, daughter, and mother-in-law got asked if they were sisters all the time."
"True mom. Mama L is still a babe..." "Right dad?" Lisa asked making me get strangled on my sip of water causing them both to laugh.
Laura winked at Lisa, "Oh your dad thinks she is he just won't admit it out loud."
"Honey"
"Oh, you do. Heavens that doesn't bother me. Hell, you have told me many a time that I am a carbon copy of mom... And if you find me hot," she winked at Lisa again, "then you do her." I just shook my head laughing.
"Well it's true that Mama L is a babe just like Mama T. I guess I should be good for when I get old too," Lisa chimed in.
"Oh?" Laura asked.
"Well yeah. Both of my grandmothers are still babes at fifty-five and my parents are downright a hot and sexy couple." I groaned as Laura laughed. "It's true. All the guys at school think mom is super sexy and all my friends call you a DILF dad."
"Uh, what?" I asked causing them both to burst out laughing. "Seriously what is a DILF?" They laughed harder.
"Darling," Laura looked at me, "You know what MILF is yes?" I nodded. "Think what the D stands for."
"The D stands for my hot mom all the time," Lisa busted out laughing, and Laura along with her.
"And it stands tall and fat too."
It hit me. "Oh for god sake you two." I could feel the flush in my face.
"It's true dad. All the girls that come over think you are super sexy, and they tell the other girls at school."
"Oh stop."
"True." Lisa made a crossing over her heart.
"That's it!!" Laura said like she was surprised.
"What?" Lisa asked before I could.
"Well mom is luring your sexy father into her lair," Laura winked at Lisa making them laugh again.
"Oh, hardy har har. I'm going to change and head over there. You two are naughty. And when did you get so naughty," I looked at Lisa shaking my head.
Laura stood and kissed me as I went to pass by her, "Your daughter is just like your wife, you just never hear it. We girl talk all the time."
Laura kissed me hard. "I should have had a son," I said smacking her on the butt.
"Hey!" Lisa said as I smiled at her making her giggle.
I was changed and headed to Linda's house. I could not tell the girls why I always changed into jeans whenever I went to Linda's, or that if I was going alone, I rubbed a quick one out in our bathroom. Lisa was right about one thing. Linda was still one more gorgeous woman just like my wife and more than once she'd made me pop wood and I did not want shorts on if that happened. I was also serious that it seemed like she was doing things on purpose. A hairbrush 'accidentally in the toilet when she flushed it. The garbage disposal not working, just for me to find it unplugged. Yet she had no clue how it got unplugged.
I pulled up in front of the house and Linda came out waving. "Hey, sweetheart. I'm so sorry to have to call you over for silly stuff."
She wrapped her arms around me hugging me tightly. I could feel her large breasts pushing into me more than I thought necessary for a hug. "No worries mom. That's why you have me as a son-in-law." I'd called Linda's mom most of my life like Laura did my mother.
"And my favorite one at that," she smiled up at me.
She took me to the kitchen sink and sure enough with a flashlight I could see a hint of the bracelet down there. "Let me go get my toolbox and I will be right back."
"Ok sweetheart. I will pour you a glass of iced tea."