“I can definitely appreciate that, Kase, but you cannot expect me to control myself while I watch you do that. I either need to be able to take care of myself while you are – or I need to help you.”
“You could jack off while you drive us home,” she offered, a wicked look on her face.
“I’d be watching you rub yourself off and wreck us, baby.”
“Fine. Drive us home. I’m sure mom can keep you busy while I get myself off.”
Looking at my crotch, she said, “Did your dick just get bigger?”
“Probably,” I admitted. “You and your mother do bad things to me.”
Kasey giggled, “… and you love it.”
I nodded, dropped the car into drive, and headed for Mulberry Street – trying not to think about how I could physically get my dick into my wife and my mother-in-law at the same time. I failed.
“Kase?” I asked, as I spotted the Pedo-Van, parked directly across the street from #24.
“Don’t know. We’ll ask mom if she’s talked to Mrs. Jordan.”
We both looked at the vehicle as I pulled in. Kasey waited on the sidewalk; I headed over to see if anybody was in it.
I couldn’t find any people in or around it. There were a couple small holes on each side – much like the camera lens on my Google Glass knock-offs. There was a dash-cam above the rear-view mirror – but I couldn’t tell if it was on or not. I didn’t see anything in the back – but assumed there was another one there.
I was guessing that Grandma Williams had finally hired that private investigator – or was just making her actions more overt – while carefully skirting my rules of engagement.
Mrs. Williams was standing there, buck-assed naked, when we closed the door.
“Kasey,” she started to ask.
“Hold a sec, mom. Have you asked Mrs. Jordan about the van?”
“What van?”
“There’s a surveillance van, sitting in front of her house. Probably Grandma’s PI,” she said.
“I’ll call her after Reggie fucks me. I promise!”
Kasey turned to me, “Couch. Naked. Sitting.”
I moved to obey – struggling to get my pants off with my cock & balls inflating at the thought of fucking the hot MILF who was standing there, watching me undress, and salivating.
Kasey started to tell her mother to go get her phone but realized the cougar had already targeted its prey and was moving to attack.
I was barely seated before the sexy Science teacher had straddled me – stuffing her breasts into my mouth at the same time she was stuffing my cock into her quim.
She seemed to be managing the pace of things downstairs – so I contented myself with nursing on her fabulous fun-bags.
“It’s ringing,” Kasey said, as she handed her mother the phone.
“What? No!” she said, as her hand reflexively wrapped around the device.
Staring daggers at her daughter, she put the phone to her ear.
I continued feasting on her breasts as I used my hips to thrust my anxious cock in & out of her vagina as she talked to the neighbor.
“Mrs. Jordan? Kelsey Williams. Yes, yes. A week from today. Yes. They’re just inviting family. He’s very nice. You’ve probably seen him. Yes. They’ve known each other forever and just started dating a few weeks ago. That’s sweet of you to say! Yes. Kasey, obviously, is head-over-heels …”
She looked into my eyes and I darted forward to give her a peck on the lips.
“He’s a sweetie! Yeah. He’s actually helping me with something right now.”
Peeling the top of her swimsuit down and dropping onto the couch next to us, my beautiful bride-to-be giggled, “Yeah. Clearing out more cobwebs…”
Kasey massaged her tight breasts and squeezed her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. My cock got bigger, watching her titillate herself.
Kasey reached over and pinched her mother’s nipples until she had her attention. “Van,” she said.
“Hey, Deloris? Does that van in front of your house belong to a guest? No. It’s not ours either. I’m not sure how long … Sure. Yeah. The kids noticed it when they got back from the waterpark. Yeah. I think I would call them too.”
Her first orgasm took her. She reached to put her hand on my shoulder – to steady herself – and missed – shoving my head back as she palmed my face – and held on.
“Oh! Fuck! Sorry, Deloris! Got a little light-headed there. Yeah. Stood up too fast. Yeah. I’m gonna lie on the couch a sec. I’ll talk to you later. Yeah. Let me know what you find out. Thanks. You too. Bye.”
She threw the phone towards the arm of the couch and it slid into the corner. Her hand on my face wrapped around my jaw – and the other one clamped onto the other side. She kissed me hard and started fucking herself on my pulsing pole, growling.
My mouth and cock were busy – but my hands were free. I ravaged her breasts for a couple minutes – until I felt her next orgasm coming – whereupon I grabbed her ass and started forcefully pounding her tight body down onto my lap – stuffing her slippery pussy with my aching member – over & over again.
“Fuck! Kasey! Go find your own husband. I’m keeping this one.”
I glanced over at my fiancee – a little worried about her response – but she just laughed. “He’s my husband, bitch – but if you’re a good mommy, I’ll share him.”
“Fuckkkk, Kasey! I’m cumming again!” she cried out.
I had to release her ass and grab her ribs. She was getting a little loose in the saddle and I was worried she was going to topple.
“Don’t cum yet,” Kasey ordered me – just as I was getting ready to flip her mother around and fuck her senseless. “Finger me.”
She grabbed my right arm, slid her ass in next to her mother’s leg, and leaned back into me, shoving my hand down the front of her swimsuit – which was bunched up around her waist.
“Oh! Yes!” her mother cooed – as my cock lurched inside of her – as my palm slid across my fiancee’s mons – and onto her silky-smooth labia. I could feel her thin landing strip tickle my wrist.
“Kasey …” I warned.
“Mom, ride Reggie’s cock while he fingers my cunt. I’m so horny!”
Mrs. Williams took her daughter’s jaw in her left hand, leaned forward, and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek.
My face was up against Kasey’s neck. My left hand was holding her body to mine. My right was exploring her forbidden realms. My nose was buried in her hair – just behind her right ear – filled with the scent of her shampoo, a little chlorine, and a little sweat.
“Kasey …” I moaned, as I rubbed my palm and fingers across her smoothly-shaven entrance.
“I’m already wet,” she said. “Just slide a finger in. No peeking! You still can’t see it – but I need a little of you inside of me. You’ve got me all worked up and I don’t want to take care of it myself this time.”
“Oh, baby …” I moaned. “This is a bad idea!”