I stood up, grabbed her hips, and started fucking my cock in & out of her – her sweet body jolting with each collision – as I banged the head of my penis against the door of her womb. I was grunting – and she was moaning. Her pussy felt amazing and I didn’t last long.
After I filled her mother’s cunt, the two of us cooked breakfast and the smell of crisply-fried bacon brought the beautiful little zombie to life.
We did a little homework – since we’d skipped it the night before – and got dressed, hit the taco truck for lunch, and then parked the car to walk to the spot Kasey’s cousin had named.
Nick was beaming as he asked Natalie to marry him and – despite the fact that she’d already known it was coming – she got all teary & cuddly. Everybody hugged everybody and the girls all ooh’d and awe’d over the size of her ring. I pulled Nick to the side to ask about the blowjob and he blushed like crazy – but then told me that he was beyond happy with Natalie and how much she truly cared about him. I gave him a hug and told him that he deserved true love and that I thought he had found it.
As we drove home, Kasey gushed that Natalie had asked her to be her bridesmaid. A couple seconds later, Nick texted me that he’d forgotten to ask me about standing up with him. I replied that, of course, I would do it, and asked the date. Nick said they weren’t sure yet.
We made popcorn and watched “The Princess Bride”. The girls had, apparently, never seen it before. It was one of dad’s old favorites so, of course, I had seen it several times.
Kelsey announced that it was her daughter’s turn to do the dishes – and sent me to help her. From the couch, her mother giggled and called out to me to make sure I pressed the start button firmly. She leaned back, pulled her panties to the side, and fingered herself to the sounds of her daughter moaning & cursing as I bent her over the kitchen counter and fucked her.
Until you’ve fucked a woman’s daughter – as you watch the beautiful sexy MILF get herself off to the sounds of your lovemaking … well … it’s pretty fucking amazing.
Kasey bent over to put the dishes away and – as the last one went in – I snuck a finger up into the edge of her panties and ran my fingertip along the outer edge of her slit – from bottom to top – and back down again. I reached up, under her oversized night-shirt, to grab her breast and squeeze it as I rubbed the palm of my other hand back and forth across her pussy – from her taint to her clitoral hood – and back down again. I groped the other breast and rubbed her twat again. She was already starting to loosen up and lubricate.
I yanked her panties to her knees, raised the bottom of the night-shirt to wind it around my left hand like the rope on a rodeo bull, and nudged the head of my cock into my wife’s slippery slit – sliding it up to bump her clit – and back down to shove it inside her vagina. She said several bad words – followed by an order to “hurry the fuck up”.
Impatience is not a virtue so I pulled my cock out and slapped it up against her vulva a few times – making sure that her clit got hit as the wet slaps echoed around the kitchen.
I shoved it back inside of her as she took a breath to complain. That extra air rushed out of her as she gasped with delight.
The knotted shirt gave me control of her waist – so I reached up and grabbed her hair – at the back – to manage her upper-body as well. She squealed and whined as I started pumping my cock in & out of her pussy – my ball-sac slapping against her slit & clit as I bottomed-out each time I thrusted into her tight twat.
Kasey lost the ability to hold herself up about halfway through – and I ended up with both of my hands on her breasts – the fabric of her nightie trapped in between – chaffing her areolas & nipples – as our bodies slipped & slid against each other.
She’d already cum once – and I could tell the next one was going to be big – so I released the governor and fucked my young wife hard. Her head was flopping around like she was out of it – but there was still a stream of sexy sounds coming from her – so I kept the “pedal to the metal” – and raced to the edge of the cliff.
Her climax arrived, her body tensed – and her pussy clenched – and I was at my limit. She squirted on me – and my cock erupted inside of her. I heard my mother-in-law gasping in climax as I felt her daughter’s girl-jizz slide down my balls & legs.
~~~ Sunday ~~~
In church, the minister spoke about staying true to your marriage partner. Since we were, all three, already holding hands, I gave them a little squeeze. When my mom looked away at a noise, Kasey made a circle with the fingers of her free hand and then fucked one of my fingers in & out of the ring a few times. She shrunk the size of the opening until my finger was causing friction as she pushed it in & out. Kelsey saw her – and then noticed the front of my pants tenting because of my younger wife’s dirty horse-play. I looked over as she thrust her tongue into her cheek a couple times – insinuating that she knew something she could do to help me out. God help me! Church is hard with these two!
After the service, mom decided she wanted Mexican instead of chicken. We dropped her car off at home and took her to our favorite place. Kelsey talked mom into a small margarita and we had a nice chat – and enjoyed the food.
Mom mentioned that the neighbors, next to her, at the end of the cul-de-sac were getting ready to put their house on the market. When we took her home, I cruised over so we could check it out. The house was set back into a small hill and the only outside-facing portion was the wall of windows at the front of the house. From the front door, the yard sloped down – towards the street – and the four-foot-tall decorative fence – which was, obviously, designed to keep people from walking up to look in – was low enough that it didn’t obstruct the views from the house – out over the landscaped yard.
We’d been sitting, looking the place over for probably five minutes when the owner – Mr. Winkler – who must have recognized my car – opened the gate and came down to greet us. I shut the car off and got out to say “Hello.” Shaking my hand, he asked me if I was thinking about buying the place. I turned to look at my younger bride – who nodded and said, “Yes!” He invited us in for a tour, warning us that there were boxes scattered everywhere.