My name is Tim. I am not, nor have I ever been, married. I have never wanted to be married. I know and have known some very special women. They have shown me that there are a large number of women who, through no fault of their own, are stuck in a loveless or at least a sexless life and that they are expected to endure it because of their ages or 'position' in life. Quite a few of them do something about it when the right opportunity arises.
I consider myself to be one of the most fortunate of people on this planet. I was gifted with a six foot tall body, strong, healthy, and "un-ugly." I am also blessed with a 10 inch long, 6 inch girth penis and the stamina and constitution of an Ox to use it. I am well aware that size is not everything, but, you can learn the rest of the requirements! I am addicted to females, I am besotted with breasts, and vaginas' and I hope that never fades away. There are of course exceptions, but considering the size of the female population, I am happy with the remainder.
To Recap:
At the end of Carol's holiday Part 2 in Part5 Of Pleasuring Granny, Carol had touched her first penis, mine. Gradually she had summoned up sufficient courage to wrap a hand around it and masturbate me. Brenda arrived back after visiting Doreen and said that she expected Carol would now have a lot of fun with the two of us. The result went as follows:
"There is no way I'm letting that monstrosity inside me, I'll masturbate him, I may try and fellate him, but I will not fuck him, I think I'll keep my hymen thank you."
"Ah well, we have 10 days to sort that out."
Now read on:
Carol's Holiday Part 2.
"There is nothing to sort out."
"Oh yes there, is! You said; I may try and felate him! That tells me that you are little more interested in that cock than you're willing to admit to. Believe me, when the mood is right you will be very willing to do it."
"Excuse me for interrupting,"
"Tim, don't interrupt! Just get your kit off, and get in that armchair."
I know when to give in gracefully and this seemed like the time to prove it, and it could be fun.
"Mom you're not going to get me to..."
"I'm not going to get you to do anything my love, this is my playtime now. Make yourself a drink and get comfortable? I may be a while."
It did not take long to get me erect, especially as Carol was sitting on the couch watching her mother stroke me then bending her head forward to kiss the tip of my penis. Brenda stood up and rapidly stripped before returning to my cock and slowly, slowly, allowing me to enter her hot mouth. Once the head of my cock was inside she paused for breath, then lowered her head an inch before withdrawing completely away, and again took my cock in her hand and gave me a slow masturbation.
Brenda carried out this activity several times and each time she sucked me into her mouth my cock went a little deeper. This was marvellous and I had to resist the urge to interfere by pressing her head down, after all, it was her show. When I managed to look away and observe Carol it was apparent that the show Brenda was putting on was having an effect. Her drink was abandoned, she was leaning forward, and watching intently and I could see her tongue moistening her lips as her arousal increased. Finally my cock was all the way in, it was down her throat. She lifted her knees off the floor to enable herself to have a direct line to thrust along it then she began to give me the most fantastic face fuck. I was in paradise.
Much better was to follow. Brenda made sure I kept my semen to myself, what she did do was genius level psychology. She pulled away from me, gave me a lovely warm kiss, and then walked over to Carol. Without saying a word she took her hand and led her out of the room heading towards the stairs, as she passed through the doorway she put her and behind her and beckoned me to follow. I followed; I had no intention of missing any of this.
I arrived to find that she had already got Carol across my bed and was busy removing Carol's skirt and a very lacy pair of briefs. Once they were dispensed with she moved onto the bed alongside Carol and began to kiss her and fondle her breasts through the material of her T-shirt. After a while her hand slid down over a smooth, flat, stomach coming to rest on her daughter's Mons pubis and Carol's thighs parted slightly in response. Brenda left Carol's side and dropping to her knees she spread carol's legs wide apart and commenced to eat her daughter's sex. Oh the sight, however short, of that smooth virgin pudendum before Brenda's head obscured the view, it was so erotic that I damn near came there and then.
"Mom! I don't want to do this with......aaahhh."
Carol had ceased, almost immediately, to complain about my being present as her mom's tongue found its mark.
What a sight. Carol's long and tanned legs were high in the air and wide apart, Brenda had used her hands to keep her thighs back and apart thus placing the entrance to her vagina in an easily accessible position as she pressed her face against the smooth, fragrant, labium of her daughter.