~~~ Sunday ~~~
Sunday’s sermon was “Do unto others as you would have them do to you” – and – of course – my two companions started making motions like they were giving me head. Apparently, tonight was going to be all-oral. That was fine with me. Between the two of them, they’d just about killed me, the previous day, at the school, and I was more than happy to nibble their bits until they showered my face with their gratitude. Somehow, oral always got them cumming hard. I shoved my hard-on away as we stood up to leave – and greet Pastor John on the way out.
We were sitting at KFC, with mom – and dad – who was home for once – when Mrs. Jordan texted Kelsey to say that a seemingly very-confused older woman – in a white Lincoln Continental – had staked-out #24 Mulberry Street – trying to figure out where we had disappeared to. The message included a picture of her – parked in the drive – standing in the yard.
Kelsey forwarded it to me – and I passed it along to the police officer who’d been dealing with the situation all along. He replied that he would add it to the file.
Since dad was home, we went over – after lunch to play cards. By the middle of the afternoon, Kasey informed all of us that we were treating them to dinner – at a cozy little place she had discovered. Mom tried to get the details out of her – but she said it was a surprise.
Two hours later, mom & dad climbed into the backseat of my car and we headed off. Kasey grabbed my phone, entered the address, and held it so that I could follow the turn-by-turn instructions. As soon as we drove onto Grandma Mitchell’s street, dad knew he’d been had.
I pulled into the drive and all three women dragged him out of the car and up the steps – into the arms of his mother – who was waiting – wearing an apron that was splattered with the remnants of the meal she & Kasey had planned all afternoon.
We made him say grace – and tell his mother how nice it was to see her – and give her cheek-kisses – and play Uno.
He and I ate most of the oatmeal cookies – so gooey and buttery and warm that they melted like ice cream in your mouth. I hadn’t known they were his favorites but – of course – his mom did. They were immediately my new favorite as well.
On the steps, after hugs & kisses – as we were heading to the car – dad grumbled about the whole nefarious plot, vowing that it would be a long time before he was home again. I laughed so hard that I collapsed to the ground as four women surrounded him with angry looks on their faces – and violence in their eyes.
My younger wife summed it up for him: he was lucky to have a mom as kind & giving as his – whose only requests were personal visits – and who always spoiled us with good food – and that he’d better take advantage of every chance he had to spend time with her before she wasn’t around anymore.
He apologized – to his mother first – wrapping her up in a hug – and then to the rest of us – still holding Grandma Mitchell in his arms. He gave her a little peck on the lips and she hugged him tightly before allowing him to go.
Grandma then wrapped Kasey in a hug and gave her cheek kisses, whispering her thanks.
As we drove back to their house, mom hugged dad close in the backseat.
When we arrived, Kasey asked dad if he’d like to stop over and visit the Hobbit Hole. We spent the next half-hour taking him on a tour. His eyebrows raised a little when he saw the nursery. Without being told what the room would be, it was obvious that he had looked at the color-scheme and figured it out.
Once our visitors were headed back to their home – next door – the lights went out – and the bath towels covered the couch – and two sexy women sat – side-by-side – holding hands – as I dropped to my knees to worship their bodies.
Using every weapon in my arsenal, I worked – first on my daughter-in-law – bringing her to a wet orgasm – and then on my mother-in-law – accomplishing the same result – and then I switched back to begin the cycle anew.
Once they were both sated, they had me lay sideway on the couch. Kasey crawled between my knees, grabbed a hold of my ass-cheeks, and started licking my balls & cock. If I hadn’t been a stiff as a missile before, I definitely was now. Her mother knelt beside me and leaned over to destroy me with kisses. Her fingers teased my chest as she kissed me to death. The stimulation the two of them were creating had my body tense – trying to process everything.
Kelsey too my hand, pressed it to her breast, and squeezed my fingers on her. My lips & mouth were buzzing, my balls were churning, and my cock was aching.
“He’s ready,” Kasey called – as she felt my nuts tighten.
Kasey sucked my nuts into her mouth as her mother switched from my lips to my cock – and suctioned me into her throat – quickly bobbing her head as she fucked her esophagus with my penis. The intense stimulation detonated inside of my brain – and my cock started blasting my seed down her throat.
When the aftershocks stopped, she pulled off, sucked & licked me dry, and gave her daughter a kiss – their two faces rubbing against my weary genitals. They each stood, helped me up, and escorted me to the master bedroom – where we tumbled into a happy pile.