The Consummation- Eli/chapter 6

The Consummation

Tonight - -

When I walked away I said it just loud enough for her to hear. "

Tonight

." Been thinking about it off and on since my daughter approached me with the idea fulfilling Eli's fantasy of having sex with me. Although I was already aware of what her request would be, I still enjoyed the mystery and intrigue but, sex seems to have its own mind. Comparisons, jealousies, and ego's can change a dynamic pretty quickly.

Fortunately, I'm seasoned enough to know the pitfalls of sexual associations when three people are involved. Intra-family affairs like this must be carefully managed, even more so.

In this case it came down to being a girl's choice. So, I made the decision late last night, and when morning broke, saw no reason to change it. It was Saturday, mid-afternoon, and it felt like the right day to create our fantasy, the right day to bask in something that will hopefully be fulfilling for us all.

I had just gotten home from spending most of the early day running around checking off errands and delightfully shopping for fresh new lingerie, for tonight.

When I walked in the house my daughter was in the laundry room. Pausing to speak and show off my sexy new silk colors, I asked, "Is Eli working today?"

"Yes, she replied, while inspecting my purchases. Eli will be here in time to catch the start of the game. Are you watching it with us?" She asked me, knowing I liked the excitement of watching the big games.

"Well, I have a lot to do today, but I'll see. If I can stay focused, I should finish my chores by halftime. That would give me the opportunity to see the bands and first half highlights. Then, we can all watch the second half together.

"Then, that's the plan, she said. I'm going to oven bake wings and fries, and Eli is bringing beer home, plus the wine you like which we'll save for later. New lingerie," she mumbled, then flashed me a sinister little smile.

I playfully stuck my tongue out at her, gathered my intimate things, and stepped in the hallway heading towards my bedroom at the other end of the house. That's when I said it, just within earshot, pausing long enough in the hallway for it to register in her genius, and to hear her catch on.

"Tonight, I happily heard her repeat."

Yes, tonight. I was anxious, I was horny, I was hungry, and I wanted more. I wanted some dick tonight and already planned it out. I was going to give them what their freaky youthfulness wanted tonight, and although she didn't say it, I knew from experiences in my past that my daughter wanted to either watch her husband fuck me, or be a third party participant.

Tonight, I would take charge. I would decide when it was play time and how it would happen. I wanted her to see him fucking me, and to see me receiving his fat cock as he pulverized my pussy. We would

discover out how much freak they had in them tonight. How ready and willing was their desire to explore, and indulge their pleasure seeking, lustful minds? It could be risky.

The Game - -

By the time I finished my shower, the yummy aroma of hot wings was wafting down the hallway straight into my open nostrils. That was my it's almost halftime cue.

I had completed my chores, taken a nap, and was lotioning down before slipping into the sexy lingerie I bought earlier. I chose a deep purple color contrasting the tone of my skin, highlighting my ageless sex appeal. Then, I threw on a lightweight jogger, zipper top and rear zipper bottom, and followed my nose to the kitchen.

My daughter was taking the wings out of the oven and Eli was standing at the open fridge. "Hey Mom, Eli said smiling, holding out a beer towards me. "Have a brewski." Then, he said, "I like that warm-up."

"Thank you Eli, I said replying to his compliment. When did you get in?"

"Oh, about an hour ago. Halftime is starting, so why don't you go on in the den and relax. We'll be right behind you with everything."

I sat in the oversize side chair, leaving them the fall-back sofa facing the TV, enough space from the wall to recline.

They brought in the food just as the band was marching off the field and first half highlights were about to come on. We rehashed our day while watching and eating. Our team had a comfortable lead so we just relaxed and enjoyed each other's company.

Eating wings, yelling at the screen, and talking sports, we were having a good time.

Midway through the third quarter my daughter's phone rang. "It's Sutton," she said before answering.

My daughter and Sutton had grown up together and still maintained their relationship. Sutton was her best friend. Did they share everything? I didn't know. Everyone holds on to a couple of life secrets.

"Sure, come on over, we're watching the game, and we have more than enough wings. Okay, see you soon," she said, then disconnected.

She knows we're watching the game, but she seemed distressed and really needs to talk. When she gets here we'll go to the Living Room. Plus, by the time she gets here the game will be about over. In the meantime, I'm going to go get the wine.

Sutton came in and gave hugs to everyone, then she and my daughter, glasses of wine in hand, left the room, my daughter closing the door behind them. Opportunity was getting ready to knock.

Eli and I watched the stimulating fourth quarter together, he stayed on the couch, I cheered from my comfy, accommodating chair.

Our team was favored, but it ended up being a huge upset. After the game went off we listened to the commentators analyze the reasons they felt our team lost. My daughter hadn't returned. Eli uncorked the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. "I'll be right back to pour ours," he said.

Playtime - -

Eli came back in the den and hit the light switch leaving only the light from the TV. "They're still talking," he said, carrying the extra glass we needed and proceeded to fill our glasses with my favorite red wine. He walked over and handed me a glass. Then, he stood in front of me, his dick pressing against his sweatpants, not quite hard, but noticeable.

"Don't move, stay right there," I said, staring at his covered member as it continued to grow. I took a couple of sips, then sat my wine glass on the corner table. Eli was relaxed, watching me, enjoying his drink as I reached out and began gently rubbing his crotch, his cock expanding right in front of my lustful eyes, my fingers touching his erogenous spots.

I slid the front of his pants down freeing his fat dick and immediately popped it into my mouth. "Damn, he said in almost a whisper, damn."

I gripped his shaft and swirled my tongue around the head. With my other hand I cupped his nuts and squeezed enough for him to inhale. Eli was watching me, sipping his wine, gazing into me as I took him in. I began pumping him slow, sliding my lips halfway down his shaft and pumping my way back up to the head. "Um," I moaned.

I played around with his dick, licking and alternately filling my mouth with it until he emptied his glass of wine. When he placed his glass on the table I let go of his hardness, unzipped my top releasing my bountiful breasts, and sank back in the big chair. Eli stood there a hint of a smile on his face, his bulging dick tilted slightly upward.

He knelt and spread my knees. He began kissing on my twat with my pants still on, using the bridge of his nose to put light pressure on my clit, getting me wetter and wetter.

"Ooh Eli, that feels good, I like that, yes, take your time. You know...she's going to...be back soon, I managed to say between breaths as his tongue teased at my opening through my saturated joggers.

"I know, he said, continuing his attack on my pussy. I wouldn't be surprised if she set up the Sutton visit to put things in motion. Her planning skills are well known."

"Don't I know it."

Eli reached up with both hands and began massaging my tits, burying his face deeper into my wet space. He tweaked my hard nips and made soft slurping sounds while he toyed with my mound. I lay back and let him feast.

Oh, did I come! The only thing that protected him from the force of my squirt was the fabric between us, and still he swallowed some of my hot juice. My clit had eased its convulsing when Eli commenced climbing onto my chair like he was scaling a mountain, his cock leading the way straight into my open mouth, my moist lips welcoming him in.

Eli stuck his fat dick in my mouth and plunged in forcefully, causing his swollen head to hit the back of my throat. I opened wider and gagged, my breath escaping from the only space available, the corner pockets of my mouth.

He held it there as I adjusted to take all of him in. I grabbed his ass cheeks so that I could control his rhythm. This time I wanted his milky cream streaming into my craving coochie. And I was pretty sure my daughter was anxious to see their special request filled.

This was his essence I had in me and I was in complete control. He was at my absolute mercy. I could make him do almost any damn thing I wanted. I pumped him in and out of my mouth at the pace I wanted, bringing him to the edge twice, his face contorted with pleasure, then pulled him back before he could explode. "Fuck!" He said loudly in exasperation.

I released the grip my lips had on his shaft and looked in his eyes. "It's time for you to put that where it really belongs. And I want you to take your time and enjoy this pussy. Someone might be watching."

Eli smiled and took hold of his cock. He patted my pussy a few times, watching as my juices made it shine in expectation.

I didn't notice the door when she opened it. But, there in the doorway, almost unnoticeable in the dim light, was my daughter, holding her wine glass and a lecherous smile.

Locking onto Eli's eyes I gasped when his fat cock entered my vagina. I hooked my ankles around his waist and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Take your time baby, I whispered to him, there's no rush, she's watching us."

Eli's hands gripped my tits and squeezed, pushing my hard nipples and circling his tongue around one, then the other, his fat dick filling me up but resting immobile inside me while he feasted on my full breasts. Licking, kissing, and massaging them as his hips began to slowly rotate, his cock stirring inside me.

"Tell me you want it, he said. Say you want me to fuck you, say it loud enough for her to hear."

"Give it to me Eli, fuck me, fuck me, I said loudly. I want you to fuck me." I raised my ass up to meet his thrusts. "Yes, that's it, yes!"

When I looked towards the door I got an unexpected surprise. My daughter was leaning against the door, her robe open, her legs gapped wide, and her finger unashamedly exploring her pussy.

Eli saw the surprise in my eyes. He smiled and said, "now it's a family affair." Then he stood up and pulled me towards him until my ass was at the edge of the chair. Placing his hands under my rump he

yanked me towards him each time his hard rod dived deep into my hungry cunt. He was fucking me hard and deep.

I was no longer looking but, I heard her. My daughter must have been savoring watching Eli pound me into submission because I could hear her. "Fuck that pussy baby," she kept repeating, and then I heard her muffled climax. She was enjoying this as much as we were.

Eli pulled out of my wet pussy and told me to turn over. I looked over at the door, and she was gone. "Spread em," he commanded. His dick touched my anal entrance and I jumped, but I didn't object. He was rock hard but he went in easy.

Eli ass-fucked me right, hitting nerves that almost had me climbing up the back of the oversize chair. He put one leg in the chair and holding tightly onto my hips, kept ramming his dick in me, smacking his groin over and over into my wet cheeks, sending me into an orgasmic frenzy.

Then, he roped his arms around my waist and held me tight. He froze. I could feel his fluid skeet into me. He was coming hard, his juice filling up my ass tunnel and I was loving it! His short, powerful thrusts were smacking against my ass, a technique he was using to get all his nut into me, and I wanted all that nut had to give. I turned my head sideways and whispered to him, "all of it, Eli. I want all of it."

Thinking from the very beginning that this could very well be our last time, I had already determined that this would be a memorable fuck. And it was better than I envisioned. My daughter was also pleasured into an unforgettable experience.

Would it go any further? I didn't know. My thinking was now that the cat was out of the bag I would need to have a conversation with my daughter. Like our initial conversation, she would have to take the lead. I didn't expect she would shy away from it.

When I got to my bedroom she was lying on my bed in her bathrobe watching TV, looking serene and relaxed. "Mommy, that was unreal," she said, beaming at me.

"I know baby, I said, smiling. I went to my dresser and gathered a change for my shower. We'll talk about it."

"Absolutely!" she said as I walked into the bathroom. Then, as I started to close the bathroom door, what she said next stunned me, stopping me in my tracks.

"That was definitely more fun than watching you and Eli on the deck."