I have been going out with Simon for about 2 months now, and during that time I have been feeling really confused recently.
The thing is, every time I make love to Simon, it's his Dad that I imagine I'm making love to.
I have only met Simons dad once before, but that's all it took. His muscular, well-toned body and the thought of that monster tucked inside his pants got me feeling horny every time. Just the thought of fucking his father hardened my nipples and moistened my pussy instantly.
I sometimes wish that Johnny were my dad, and not Simons. I've never had a dad I could look up to. How I wish Johnny was mine!
I sat there wondering what my next move was going to be. I knew Simon was coming round at 6pm, but I just couldn't stand the thought of not fucking his dad any longer! His dad was flying out of the country on business tomorrow so I had to act quickly to get what I wanted.
I decided to call his dad Johnny.
It was just the answering machine, so I left a message.
"Hi John, its Paula, Simons girlfriend. Listen, I'm a bit worried about my relationship with Simon, there's something not quite right. Can you please give me a call so we can talk about it at some point? Thanks. Bye".
I paced up and down my bedroom, waiting for Johnny to get back in touch. I could have been waiting hours, but I didn't care.
I lay back onto my bed and gently began to play with my pussy. Gently moving my finger round my clit.
"Mmmmmmmm" I Groaned. I was getting aroused now. Mmmmmm. The thought of my boyfriend's father's cock ramming deep inside me, Shooting his load inside me was getting me really worked up. I started to work myself even more. Rubbing faster... and faster.
"Oooaaahh" I squealed. "Oooh, Oooh, Johnny!"
I was really going for it now, working my right hand around my clit and my left hand squeezing my breasts firmly.
Just then, I opened my eyes, only to see my mother standing over me.
I was horrified. What had my mother seen me do? I felt so embarrassed.
"Ssshhhhh" She whispered. "Don't worry honey, we all do it."
Just as she said that, she cuddled me in her arms, with my head against her breasts.
"Sssshh, its Ok Paula honey, there's nothing to be ashamed of".
My mother smelt really nice and I was getting really worked up by her scent as she cradled me from left to right.
My pussy started getting really moist again. I couldn't believe what was happening, getting sexually aroused by my own mother!
She had a beautiful body for her age and I had to admit I was even jealous of her looks, including her nice, firm breasts.
I looked up at her with an erotic, sexual lust in my eyes. Our eyes met, and she noticed that I was worked up. She looked aroused too.
She was an attractive lady, and the silky black nightgown she was wearing was really turning me on.
I didn't know what to think. I'm not a lesbian am I? I shouldn't be feeling like this should I?
I didn't know what to think any more. I couldn't help myself. I tried to kiss my mother on her moist, wet lips.
"Kiss me Mother!"
As I placed my lips onto my mothers, she paused at first, struggling to keep me from entering my tongue into her. But after a couple of seconds, she seemed to just give in, and allowed me to explore deeper.
Our tongues began to dance around together as we both passionately began kissing one another.
My mother was getting really worked up by now, gripping me firmly, while squeezing my legs. She had a real evil, dirty, sexy look on her, which just drove me wilder with lust.
We continued to roll around together, when I finally began groping the side of her leg, gently working up towards her pussy. She was wet, and loving every single minute of it.
"Fuck me Paula, Oooh, That's it honey, Fuck your Mommy good!"
"Oh Mom!" I cried. "You are such a sexy lady, I want to make love with you so much."
We both stripped off naked and began to work ourselves into each other. Grinding our pussy's into each other, kissing passionately as the sweat drenched my bed.
She turned around and faced her head towards my pussy.
"Eat me!" She cried. "Suck me good!"
I obliged and did what she said.
"Yes mom."
We began to frantically lick one another out. It was such an amazing experience. I didn't want it to stop.
We gradually began to slow, then I get on top of her, our pussy's connecting, and gently, we began massaging each other up and down. It felt so good. Our pussy juices began to mix, and the strong scent of sex was spurring us on even more. "Oh Mommy, That's it, Fuck your daughter, Fuck your daughter good."
Our rhythm began to pick up, the squeals of delight began to get louder, and I was soon on the verge of cumming all over her.
"Ooooh Paula, that's it honey, Give it to your Mommy, Ooooh, Give it to your Mommy, Ooooh, Give it to your Mommy" She screamed.
The sweat was pouring off us as we began sliding around on the bed, kissing passionately, as our tongues aggressively began to fight.
Her hand quickly made its way towards my pussy. I didn't resist. She began to massage my pussy, working me good.
I couldn't take it any more. I began shuddering frantically, cumming all over my Mom, my juices drenching her entire body.
I collapsed and fell over, next to Mom, while she lay there panting for more. She wasn't finished. She was still hungry.
I looked up at her, and then we began to kiss passionately once more.
Just then the doorbell went.
It was just after 6pm. It would have been Simon wanting to fuck me again!
My mother jumped up, quickly put on her nightgown and went to the front door while I got changed.
10 minutes later, just as I made my way down stairs, the phone rings. I run over to answer it.
"Hi Paula, Its Simons Dad... I got your message and I'm worried about what you were saying. Can you come over to mine so we can discuss it now?"
"You're kidding? It has to be tonight?" I said.
"I'm afraid so, It's probably the only time I got to myself this week."
"Ok, Ill be as quick as I can."
I put down the phone, said I got to work for a few hours, kissed Simon on the cheek and excitedly headed on up to Johnny's house, not even thinking of Simon or what just happened with my mother.
I finally got to Johnny's house and began to walk up his path. I could see him, spying out his window, obviously admiring my lovely toned body. It was turning me on, the thought of him watching me through his curtains. My nipples went hard instantly. I breathed in, making my breasts stand out even more so than what they normally do and rang the doorbell. He finally came to the door.
When it opened, it all flooded back to me. This is the reason why I found him so attractive in the first place. His muscular, well-toned body and his sparkly, green coloured eyes.
"Please, sit down Paula...Can I get you a drink or anything?" he asked, while obviously ogling the curves on my body.
"No thanks Johnny, please take a seat, I need to talk to you!"
He looked concerned as to what I was going to say. He sat down and tried to keep eye contact but his eyes would always begin to wander down towards my breasts. I was getting worked up now. Just the thought of Simons Dad deep inside me was really turning me on.
I started to rub my hand up and down my thigh, getting even more aroused by the expression on Johnny's face.
"Well Johnny, you see…I got a problem with Simon. Every time I'm about to fuck your son, I…I…Well…I keep imagining that its you that I'm fucking!"
That's it! I said it. I finally got it out of my system. I was highly aroused by this point, dying to get into his pants. I could see his cock was bulging. Oh, I so wanted to delve in there and suck it good.
"The thought of fucking you is driving me wild, and I can't ignore it any longer!" I cried.
His cock was really beginning to swell by this point; it was like a homing beacon. I felt magnetised by it, compelled to go to it. I crawled up by his crotch, and began to rub my face into him. I smelt his pre-cum and it smelt good. I breathed in deep, sniffing, gently chewing his trousers where the bulge was. The moans suggested he was enjoying it.
"Nooo" he cried out, weakly. "We can't be doing this. It's wrong!"
I wasn't listening to a word he was saying. I've wanted this for so long now, and nothings going to stand in my way now!
"Oooh, Johnny, the thought of your cock in my mouth is driving me wild. Let me suck your cock!" I demanded.
He seemed completely at my pearl by this point. He seemed weak, given in by the strain of it all.
I slowly unzipped his fly and grabbed hold of his long, hardened cock and unleashed it from his pants.
I finally wrapped my mouth around his cock and slowly, as my mouth moistened his shaft, gently chewed and sucked on it, gliding my mouth up and down, up and down, up and down. Mmm, It felt so good. The taste of his pre cum was driving me even wilder with lust. I really wanted him now.
"Oh Paula… Fuck! That feels so fucking good." He cried.
