My Girl, Her mum and I (and whoever else...)

June:

I let it pass. Kids.

'Wine?' somehow that did not sound right coming from my teenage daughter. But I've never been against drinking in the family, just not in excess.

'Yea, go ahead honey,' I said as I headed over to the living room. I wasn't too keen on having a formal dinner; one over TV would be great.

As I sat down, I began to wonder what the third question might be, my pussy once again leaking in excitement. I had to stop this or things might really get out of hand.
 
I followed Mrs. Lindsay into the living room, and as she sat down, catching a full glimpse of her luscious cleavage... She turned on the TV, completely unaware of the direction of my gaze, and I forced myself to get a grip, and tore my eyes away from her inviting mounds of flesh. I settled down next to her on the couch, leaving plenty of space for Rachelle. I sat there initially with my legs apart, but suddenly I noticed the blatant buldge between my legs as Mrs. Lindsay turned to offer me some of the food. As subtely as I could, I crossed my legs, hoping Mrs. Lindsay did not notice my erection...

[Edited by Tyriel on 10-22-2000 at 10:11 PM]
 
June:

Kevin sat down almost beside me as we awaited Rachelle. For once he seemed to be slightly nervous around me. I wonder if it was what he had said about the threesome earlier on.

Trying to break the tension, I turn from the tv screen (there wasn't anything interesting on anyway) towards Kevin and offered him some food. It was some Italian stuff which I couldn't quite make out.

I noticed his bulge, or I think it was a bulge in his pants. A fold in the material could be always be mistaken as something otherwise. Which ever the case was, it started me thinking, and got me horny. I tried to shut it out.

'Kevin, earlier on when you said you wanted a threesome with Rachelle and er...you know...me...' I almost choked.
'I just want you to know that I feel really flattered and wanted, and that you don't have to feel awkward about it...' Then I left it hanging, wondering what kind of response he would give me. All the while the tingling in my pussy became stronger; I needed to go upstairs and get off really soon.
 
Kevin

There was no point in being dihonest given what I've already said. I gratefully accepted the plate of what looked like ravioli from Mrs. Lindsay, and placed it over my lap, covering up my erection. I licked the excess sauce that ended up on my finger from the plate, and turned back to face Mrs. Lindsay.

"Well... just between you and I... I.. ummm.. well, kinda meant what I said, and I DO feel kinda awkward about it. But I guess it can't be helped, so I'd rather not talk about it if that's ok with you." I said, screwing my nose up slightly.
 
I stood in the hallway listening, then decided I better interrupt, before I lost my guy to my Mother. I wasn't sure I how I felt about that, but knew Kevin enough to know that he meant it, and also when he said he loved me. It was very hard for him right now, and awkward for both of them.
"Here's the wine, but I managed somehow to spill cocoa on my sweats, so I need to go change. Don't let him pick out a slasher flick, Uggghhh. I hate those. Back in a second."
I dashed upstairs and grabbed my shorts off the bed where I had tossed them this morning after my workout. I switched fast, but in the process realized how wet I had gotten, so had to change my panties too. I smiled and decided maybe tonight, after the movie, I would let him make love to me. He loved me, I loved him, and I wanted it so badly.
I pulled on a tiny pair of animal print thongs and then my cut off shorts.
I skipped back down the stairs and heard them arguing over which one I would want to watch the most. I was so lucky, these two lovely people loved me, and wanted me happy. I smiled and wandered back in, grabbing a second bottle of wine to share later.
 
Kevin

I heard Rachelle skipping down the stairs, so I grabbed the two videos that Mrs. Lindsay and I were arguing over, wanting to check with her which one she wanted to watch. She waltzed up behind the couch, and passed the bottle of wine she had in her hand to Mrs. Lindsay. I leaned back against the couch, arching my back and laying my head right back so that I was basically staring up at Rach, the top of my head right up against her tummy. She smiled at me and ran her hands through my hair (which I absolutely adored), and I handed her the two movies.

"There. YOU pick."



[Edited by Tyriel on 10-23-2000 at 07:47 AM]
 
He smiled and arched back to pass me the movies. I couldn't resist and ran my hands through his hair. His beauty took my breath away. I looked at the movies and picked the one I know Mom had wanted. A James Bond flick, with Sean Connery.
As she turned to put it in the vcr, his head was still back against the couch, looking up at me. I smiled a naughty smile, leaned in, and lifted my top. He could see straight up my shirt, to the black bra I was wearing, then pulling away, I went around and sat on the floor at his feet. I rarely sat on the couch and this way I was able to stretch. Mom came back, smiled, then outright laughed. My eyes flashed to the tv and then I realized she had been able to see what I had done in the reflection on the screen. I couldn't look back now. She poured the wine and passed it, I took a big sip,to calm my nerves. I didn't often drink, and rarely in front of Mom. But, tonight I felt the need for something to steady me.
 
Kevin

Rach gave me one of her naughty smiles, leaned in and lifted her top. Her naughty smile alone was enough of a turn on as it was, let alone combined with full view of her breasts under that sexy black bra. My draw dropped open, and I almost began to drool, and only managed to let out a half-hearted grunt.

She then waltzed over and sat down at my feet. At the risk of exposing my re-growing erection, I sat with my legs further apart, giving her a little room to lean back against me. I reached out and slid my finger through her hair, tucking it back behind her ear. I loved the way her hair slides through my finger. Always so silky smooth. Replacing the wine glass onto the table after taking another sip, I laid my hands on Rach's shoulder, and waited eagerly for the movie to start. It would, hopefully, be a good distraction for me from all this horniness.
 
June:

I laughed as I saw what the kids were doing on the couch; they hadn't the faintest idea. But it did get me going again, a few more of such little incidents and I would definitely go over the edge.

I sat down at the couch and passed the glasses around. Though I loved wine with Italian food, I was still pretty apprehensive about letting the kids have it. Especially when they already seemed so horny.

The wine did nothing to help, my pussy was really aching now. I excused myself before I did anything stupid to go upstairs for awhile.

'You kids behave yourself; I gotta go relief myself.' I winked at Rachelle, before hurriedly headed towards my room. God, I was on fire.
 
Without realizing it, Mom had switched the films.
The food was delicious, the wine perfect, and the occassional touches from Kevin were driving me wild. I pulled away and leaned back against my Mom, like I used to when I was younger.
She smiled and reached down and started petting my head, instantly comforting me.
 
OOC

OOC: Eh... Has June excused herself to her room? Or is she sitting behind Rach patting her head?
 
June:

I went upstairs and into my room. I backed against the door, my body quivering with excitement. Without too much consideration, I went straight for the top drawer, and from beneath all my clothing pulled out my favourite 8" dildo.

I suck it gently, as I walked slowly to my bed. Once at the edge of the bed, I spread my legs slowly, imagining a man between them as I pulled my shorts and panties to one side, and nudged my aching pussy with the plastic cockhead. I needed a release now, for I was afraid of doing something rash downstairs with Kevin; I didn't want to hurt Rachelle.

As I felt my pussy lips parted, I moaned softly; I knew that I mustn't give myself away. Slowly, inch by inch, I inserted the plastic cock into my wet pussy, as I held back my moans.

The dildo disappears into my cunt soon enough, as I tightened my pussy around it, feeling it fill up my cunt. I start a stroking motion, as I imagine a man fucking me. Kevin's face popped up in my mind, I had trouble pushing it out.

My strokes became faster and faster till my movement turns into a flurry as the dildo pulls my pussy lips apart. I could not withstand this much longer, as I let out a muffled groan, and collapsed on the bed, beads of sweat dripping down the side of my head.

I left the dildo hanging from my cunt, as I savoured the moment, before putting it back into the top drawer; the kids might start to miss me.

I headed back downstairs, half-drenched in sweat from my moment of passion...
 
OOC OOps...... so sorry.

IC:
The movie was playing, but I am not sure either of us was watching. Kevin kept stroking my hair, his hand ever so lightly sending me into ecstasies. He spread his lags a bit, and I snuggled between them, still pretending to watch. He reached down and began massaging my shoulders. All I wanted now was to feel his hands all over me, but I knew Mom must be back any minute. I leaned my head back and laid it in his lap. He was hard. I moaned and rubbed my head on him.
"Christ, Rachelle." It was all he said. It felt good to know he too was excited.
His hands stroked my neck slowly moving their way down my top. He leaned over me, grinding his cock harder into my head, and slipped one hand right down and over my bra.
I arched my back and trembled. No one had touched me in so long.His hands felt so strong and sure. He teased my nipple through the lace, then slipped in under it. I bit my lip to keep from crying out.
"Please."
I too was speechless as he began massaging my whole breast. I could no longer sit still, my body reacting to the shocks he was sending through me. Then he slipped his other hand down and began on the other.
"Oh Kevin. No, Mom..."
 
Kevin

"Christ, Rachelle." I said, as I let out another gasp of pleasure, griding my hard cock against the back of her neck. I finally broke through the restraight and I surged forwards, slipping my hand down her top.I grabbed her breast in my hand and squeezed until I thought she would scream, but on her face there was just a look of untended desire. She bit her lip lightly, and managed to whimper "Please." as I continued to massage her breast, twisting her nipple teasingly between my thumb and forefinger. I slipped my other hand down her top, kneading her other tit like dough, pulling her closer to me by her breasts so that I could grind my cock firmer into her...

"Oh Kevin. No, Mom..."

For all the concentration we had on each other, we remained aware of the rest of the room, and for the fact that Mrs. Lindsay might walk in at any minute.
 
He pinched them harder, and I moaned out loud. I knew my panties must be soaked. It hurt a little, but felt so good. I knew I liked them touched rough, that's how I touched them when I was alone. I hoped he didn't think I was nasty for liking that.
I knew Mom might come back any minute, but I didn't care. I sat up and turned, still on my knees. I buried my face in his crotch, rubbing my face on him. He held me there for a minute, as his breath got shallower. Then using my ponytail he pulled me up and to him. Our bodies grinding against each other as we kissed. A strong, deep kiss. His tongue and teeth talking control of me. I would have slipped to the floor, but he held me there. His hands holding my ass as he ground his cock into me.
"Kevin." I tried to pull away. "Mom might come back." But then he bit my lip. I opened my eyes. he was watching me. I almost cried for the passion I saw. The need, the lust, the love.
My hands held him, stroking his back, wanting to rip his clothes off as we kissed.
 
Kevin

The response I got from Rachelle as I pinched her nipples hard surprised me - she moaned louder, as if she enjoyed it... This turned me on even more. That was a side to Rachelle that I've never seen before. To me, she's always been an innocent and gentle girl, and for that I loved her to death, but seeing her moaning to my force and rough actions sent me wild with lust.

I pulled her up to me by her ponytail. We kissed, and although it was passionate, it was one of those long involved kisses like a dance. We lay in perfect attention, fully aware of what our lips and tongues were doing, aware of the taste of saliva and the promise of opening. I bit at her gently, and took her tongue between my teeth and squeezed it. All this time, I had my hands wrapped right around her ass, holding her close, cradling her, rubbing my crotch against her...

She tried to pull away.

"Kevin. Mom might come back."

In response, I squeezed her ass cheek, and bit her lip, pulling her back in to carry on where we left off.
 
And then I no longer cared if Mom walked in or not. He slipped one hand inside my shorts and gripped my bare ass to him. His hand, so hot and strong, felt so good. I wanted him, now.
I trembled and shook starting to undo his pants. But he pulled my hands away.
"If you do that, I won't last a second." I had tears in my eyes as he said it. I wanted him now. But he was right. He slowly tried to calm me. I stood, but then sank down into his lap. My head resting on the back of the couch. My tits just level with his face. I thrust them toward him, laughing, teasing him by pulling away as he grabbed for them. But his arms caught me.
My ass ground down onto his cock. It felt so big, and hard. I wanted it buried inside me.
Then his hands slowly slipped up my top, as we looked at each other. Eyes locked.
 
Kevin

Her breasts thrusted out at me invitingly, like two little milk bottles before a starving baby. My hands reached out uncontrollably to grab them, and she pulled away, laughing at me as I grasped thin air. I screwed my nose up at her playfully and pulled her even closer, her firm ass griding against my cock. Every little movement was excruciatingly teasing, to a point where my cock was so hard that it was almost painful. I needed her. I needed to have Rachelle's hot pussy wrapped around my cock...

I slid my hand over her tummy, letting it slowly creep up her body under top. I looked straight into her deep blue eyes, and tucked my finger under her bra, raking at her nipple ever so delicately with my fingernail. Rachelle closed her eyes and whimpered. Slowly, I tugged at her lacey bra, pulling away from her, and suddenly releasing it, allowing it snap back against her breasts. She opened her eyes and glared at me. Sticking my tongue out, I winked at her deviously - "Pay back." I laughed.
 
Ow! he snapped my bra and winked. Laughing I tried to get up but he caught me. I pulled away and suddenly he let go, I fell to the ground. Instantly he was at my side.
"Oh god. Are you okay?" The concern in his voice thrilled me. He loved me. I wanted to sing, but instead started laughing. I rolled over and pulled him down on top of me.
Taking his hands I pulled them to my breasts.
"Do I feel alright?" Giggling.
 
June:

As I walked downstairs, I was welcomed by moans. Moans of pleasure. Moans coming from sex. I was shocked, and at the same time excited. It was only then that I realised the dildo did not satisfy me; it only served to strengthen my desire. What was I to do?

The TV came into sight, then the kids. They were practically all over one another.

I stood there, dumbfounded. Should I interrupt now? Let things carry on and go back to my little plastic friend? Or join them? Join them? I was almost disgusted at myself for harbouring such a thought.

Still, my desires were strong and beginning to cloud my mind. It was then when Kevin turns and sees me standing there...
 
Kevin

"Do I feel alright"

I flexed my fingers over her firm breast, twitched my lips around and nodded approvingly.

"Yup. They feel great too me." I said.

A moan emitted from the television caught my attention (Bond was at it again), and I looked up, and in the reflection, I saw Mrs. Lindsay, standing there over Rach and I. I turned my head and bit my lip, meeting her eyes with mine. She seemed to be somewhat in two minds, and also seemed kind of sweaty for some reason... I layed there on top of Rach, a hand on her breast, waiting nervously for Mrs. Lindsay's reacion...
 
I lay there under him, unaware that my Mother was watching.
"Kevin, please baby. Kiss me, touch me... god I need you. Lets go somehwre. I need you. Please..." I moaned and begged him. Wanting nothing more then to be naked, with him in control.
 
June:

Kevin seemed stunned as I appeared before his eyes. I could hear Rachelle moaning under him, totally unaware of my presence. I knew I had to make a split-second decision now, and it could very well change my life.

In the back of my mind, the best way out seemed to be to walk away and leave the kids alone; but my pussy told me that I needed a good fucking and certainly not from the plastic thing in the top drawer.

Besides, Kevin did express his wish to have his way with me. It was only Rachelle then, and of course my morals standing in the way.

I was still undecided, though every moan from Rachelle only seemed to heighten my desires.
 
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