Lust for Jane

Things progressed to the stage where I met her parents, yet tonight being a determination to find how far Jane would let things go. She liked her nipples being sucked, and raised no objection to my hand making its way to the top of her thigh. Nor them straying to the warm wetness beneath her underwear. Discovering her to be a randy minx, judging by the amount of cum on my fingers.

Her mother answered the door, and asked me in. I wiped my shoes on the mat, and entered, she closed the door behind me. I slipped my shoes off, slipping out of my jacket. Her mother took it, staring at my tracksuit bottoms. Her face reddened at the obvious outline of my cock, flustered, she went to hang my coat up.

On her return, she said, "Jane's upstairs, you know the way."

In truth she was happy any eighteen-year-old male was interested in her twenty two year-old daughter.

Jane, big and very curvy. Begging to be ridden, and I intended to do just that. Being naughty, I said, "we'll be busy Janet, only I popped into the chemist today."

The scarlet flush spread, as she looked at my crotch.

On my previous visit, I found Jane on her knees, back towards the door. Blouse undone, bra off, I stood in front of her. My trousers and underwear down around my ankles, Jane sucking me off. That's when I caught her mother spying on us through a gap between the frame, and the door. Smiling as I went to tit fuck her daughter, the gap that I had left on purpose. The gasp from Janet as my stream of hot cum sprayed onto Jane's neck, thick sticky gobs over her shoulder.

Janet nodded, as I left the kitchen and into the hall. Up the stairs to Jane's room, the door open, so I knocked. "Only me."

Jane stood up from sitting on her bed, a smile on her face.

I asked, "What's got you all happy?" I walked over and placed my hands around her waist, her breasts pressed against my chest. Her nipples stiffened as she leaned in for a kiss. When our lips parted Jane giggled, before saying, "I dreamt about you last night."

Her hand drifted down, fingers closing around my stiffening erection. I replied, "A naughty dream I hope?" Whispering in her ear, "I told your mother I called in at the chemist today, I bet she thinks I bought condoms. She'll be up in a minute." I nibbled Jane's earlobe, and moved to her neck, before asking. "Want me to go down on you again?"

She giggled. "Lets give my mother something to really get her going."

I continued. "You want to go all the way?"

She nodded.

As I stood back, her hands dropped to the hem of my tee shirt, Lifting my arms as she took it off, it landed on the floor. Her hands skimmed over the black hairs on my chest. Fingers curling around the tight curls above my waist band. I lowered my arms bringing them back down to undo the buttons of her blouse. Jane took it off, and with practiced ease undid her bra, with a sigh.

Placing little kisses down her chest, my hot tongue circled a nipple. Jane's lovely long nipples, enjoying the little nips of my teeth and my mouth sucking on them. A long moan from her as my kisses went lower. Fingers hooked under the waist band of the elasticated skirt, drawing them down. A hitch in her breath as those kisses reached her lacy panties, I inhaled the scent of her. My tongue making no difference to the warm wetness of the material covering her pubic mound. I eased her sodden panties down her legs, she stepped out of them.

Jane bless her, as natural as it gets, untrimmed. My tongue soon put to work, her hands behind my head holding me against her sex. Knowing by now when to pay attention to her clit, driving her over the edge. Her shuddering orgasm, I guided her over to her bed. Her legs were like jelly she collapsed on her back, on previous visits I had been content to straggle her and cum over her tits. This time I eased her ankles up to her bum, knees wide apart. My cock sprang up as my trainer bottoms and underwear came down, stepping out of them in one movement.

Crawling up the bed I placed my hands each side of her head, in a low voice asked. "You ready?"

Her hand reaching across her stomach, fingers around my erection as she guided it in. The head of my cock stretching her as I thrust forward, her breath hitched, so I stopped. Grief, nice and tight. So I asked. "You still want to do this?"

Her reply. "Don't stop, please. Just fuck me."

I started a slow rhythm, withdrawing, then forward. It got easier as her body accommodated my girth, Jane gave out a moan. I heard footsteps on the landing, and Jane's mother's bedroom door opening, then silence, so I continued. By now Jane had her hands on by behind, trying to pull me in deeper. I still kept my thrusts shallow, after a while I spotted a flicker of movement in Jane's vanity mirror. The door moved a fraction, Jane's mother. Wearing a robe, open enough for me to see to her fingers frigging herself. Her other hand was tweaking a nipple, face reddening as I winked at her in the mirror. A steady rhythm, one we were both comfortable with.

Jane's skin glistened with perspiration, my own body damp from this horizontal dance. My rhythm increased, that's when I hit a barrier. Jane, only seconds away from losing her virginity. On the next deep thrust, I nipped her neck with my teeth, as she cried out I breached her hymen. The flat wet sound of my balls hitting Jane's arse as I increased the pace. Spurred on by Jane's loud moans, and her mother's hand over her own mouth as she neared her own orgasm.

Jane's hips rose up, an almighty shudder and cry of, "Oh Fuuuuck!"

My own loud grunt signalling my own release, I nuzzled Jane's neck. Aware of my cock going flaccid, and the warmth of of liquid soaking my balls as I withdrew.

I got off the bed, placed a hand on Jane's head and said, "sleep."

Her head slumped, she started to snore.

I needed to have a little word with Janet, so I walked onto the landing. The bedroom door open, she looked up in surprise as I walked in. Sat on the side of the bed her eyes appraised my nudity, aware of the sticky fluids down my inner thighs. The overpowering scent of raw sex, walking forward my cock swaying. Taking in the vibrator on the bedside cabinet, knowing my strong male musk would do it's job. I spoke, "You know don't you?"

She looked startled, like a deer frozen in the headlights of an oncoming car.

"I won't say anything, I promise."

I could not take the risk. "Janet, do you want me to fuck you?"

Her eyes glazed over for a brief moment as the compulsion took over.

"Oh God yes."

My hands pushed her shoulders, forcing her back onto the mattress. She opened her robe, revealing petite but firm breasts. large brown areolae against the pale skin.

I smiled. "You take after Jane in the bush department."

Then a step back to push her knees wide, lowering my head to her sex. "Naughty, you're already sopping wet. But you'll need much more lube." I grabbed the tube of KY gel from the bedside cabinet. Covering my rigid cock with it. "Let's see if you can take it all, like your daughter did."

Standing up, my erection flat against my stomach. Hands around my shaft, I slid the flat head against her sex. Her hips rose, but I pushed her legs wide. Her right hand came down to her pubic thatch, fingers pressed her swollen lips wide. A long moan as I pushed the swollen head into her. Unlike I had with her daughter, I was not gentle. Thrusting deeply into her, with a grunt. Her cry gratifying, my girth stretched her. Her sex not as elastic as her daughter's, I continued, dropping into a steady rhythm with my hands on her hips, commenting.

"You, and Jane may be a little sore in the morning."

To be fair she took a fair amount of my cock inside her, but I denied her an orgasm. Slowing when she neared the edge, then speeding up building the pressure again. My large balls slapping, marking the pace.

Her scream when I did let her, well worth the wait. Yet I pulled out, spraying a vast amount of cum over her tits, head and hair. Knowing she was menopausal, no point in cumming inside her infertile womb, she laid there chest heaving.

Standing back I let the glamour drop, face morphing. Long muzzle, my two hooves marking my upright passage over the carpet, tail swishing. Turning my head, staring at her before saying. "You see me as I am, an anthropomorphic stallion. No one will believe you if you do talk, Jane should deliver a colt or a filly, if she survives the birth.

A gasp from Janet. "But she's on the pill."

My laugh chilled her. "My compulsion made her not take them, our kind are very fertile with receptive females. You will sleep now and forget all this happened."

The return of glamour, and I got dressed. Took one last look at a sleeping Jane, closed the door and letting myself out. Jane, a perfect host being blind.