All my stories contain a grain of truth. The amount of truth certainly doesn’t qualify it for the ‘True Stories by Members’ section, all of which, of course, I believe without question. I hope the reader will enjoy finding that grain. As the story has developed certain characters not of my own invention have invaded it. If this makes me guilty of plagiarism then I plead guilty m’lud. However, in my defence, I am sure that the original inventor of these characters never, in a million years, would have envisaged them in this scenario.
I make no apologies for using UK English spelling and slang. I am happy to provide a translation to any other form of English on request.
Incest:
This part of the story includes descriptions of sexual contact between family members. You must be 18 or over to read this story. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved with a parent or adult, often causes deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only.
Supermarket MILF – Part 3
I made my goodbyes to Jennifer, giving her fabulous tits a gentle squeeze as we hugged. Alice was now wearing a very pretty and extremely diaphanous summer dress and it was obvious she didn’t have a stitch of underwear on. Her beautiful breasts were topped by deliciously prominent nipples that could not help but be noticeable through the thin fabric of her dress. I realized that in all the excitement that had gone before I had not fondled her tits or sucked on those heavenly nipples; I did notice that the dress buttoned up the front, making her tits easily accessible. I followed her to her car, my eyes transfixed on her bum, which was tight but had a gentle wiggle as she walked.
“I know what you’re looking at,” she said, “are you an arse, tits or legs man?”
“After today I’m an all-over man” I said and, without trying to sound overly keen and desperate to hear more, continued “tell me are there many people in these org…. I mean get togethers of yours?”
By now we had reached her car, which was a sporty little number - what else would it be! “You drive,” she said, “I’ll be able to spread my legs better in the passenger seat. Don’t worry, its an automatic so it leaves the left hand free for more interesting pursuits.” As soon as I had made myself comfortable in the driver’s seat we drove off, no sooner were we on the move than Alice grabbed my left hand and pulled it across to her lap, then pulled her dress over the top of it and said, “enjoy yourself, I certainly will.” I slipped the tips of my fingers in between her pussy lips and gently stroked up and down, she got wet again very quickly and I managed to insert a finger quite a way into her juicy cunt, although it wasn’t at a very comfortable angle for me and I couldn’t reach her G-spot easily so I decided to concentrate on tweaking her clit. She moaned appreciatively whatever I seemed to be doing and undid one of the buttons near to the top of her dress and slid one hand inside so that she could grasp a nipple and was happily rolling it between finger and thumb tips. I was dying to ask her all sorts of questions about the orgies that her family so obviously planned and probably hosted but she had thrown her head back and was lost in a sort of reverie that I didn’t like to interrupt. Her chest started to rise and fall more rapidly and I concentrated on the road and keeping her pussy wet. Before long she squealed in delight and shuddered to another orgasm. “That was very nice,” she said and as I started to withdraw my hand added, “oh, don’t take your hand away. I usually walk around with a remote control love egg in my cunt but I left it at home just so you could play with my pussy. I love it when you squeeze my pussy lips together. Now, I’m sure you’re dying to know all about our little parties aren’t you?”
“Very much so,” I said.
“Well, as daddy said they are just normal sex parties really, with all the usual rules, no single men except by special invitation, you have certainly passed the audition. There can be group sex or couples fucking either in private or with an audience but you must always ask a lady first if she wants to be fucked. It is considered very bad manners to just walk up to a lady and stick your dick in her uninvited; unless, that is, she has made it known that she is amenable to all cummers or likes to be surprised by a sudden invasion of her cunt, mouth or arse. The most deviant anybody gets is a little light mutually agreeable bondage. Susan, that’s my mother-in-law....”
“Whoa”, I exclaimed involuntarily jerking my hand away from her pussy, “your mother in law! I didn’t think that you were married!”
“Yes”, she said “Chris and I don’t publicise it by wearing wedding rings. They tend to make our conquests a bit nervous. Chris is the village blacksmith and is renowned for his stamina, he can fuck all night at one of our parties. In fact if at any time any of the village ladies are feeling a bit horny and their husband is not up to it they know that they just have to call Chris and he will be straight round and up them quicker than a rat up a drain.”
“And you don’t mind?”
“We have an agreement that I can seduce whoever takes my fancy but that neither of us spends a night away from home. Now put your fingers back in my cunt, I was getting nice and wet, and I will tell you some more about our parties. As I was saying Susan is very partial to being spread-eagled and restrained by some velvet covered hand and ankle cuffs. A few people like to role play; one of our newest members, Harrison, does a very convincing policeman. He has a wonderful vibrator shaped like a copper’s traditional truncheon; that and his handcuffs go down, or should I say up, very well with Susan. It’s a foolhardy man who thinks it’s a good idea to shove his dick in Susan’s mouth when she is handcuffed to a bed with Harrison’s truncheon rammed up her twat on full power and she is thrashing about and screaming at the top of her voice. Her husband was the first to try it and….”
“My god, she didn’t bite his dick off,” I exclaimed.
“Damn near, you could see the teeth marks for months. The poor man is still frightened to take up the offer of blowjobs, especially from the ladies that can deep throat him. A shame as he is one of the men I liked sucking off the best as well. Another of our friends, Alan, likes to dress up as a vicar, sometimes he wears a real dog collar and his wife leads him around for the ladies to have their way with. All ages take part, from barely legal Phoebe to glamorous grannies. Phoebe’s my niece and she couldn’t wait to be 16 and deflowered….”
“Er, sorry to interrupt such a horny story again, but you said your niece, doesn’t that mean that your mother is …..” I interjected.
“Ha, ha, without knowing it, you’ve just fucked your first………”
“GILF! Are all the mature ladies as stunning as your mother at these parties?”
“I can’t promise you that they are all like mummy, but there are certainly no brown baggers and those that don’t quite come up to mummy’s standards make up for it in sexual inventiveness. And anyway, don’t be so ageist, biologically a woman can be a granny by the time she is thirty. Hey, you might even get to fuck a great-granny without knowing it! As I was saying Pheobe planned to get deflowered by her rather inexperienced boyfriend on her 16th birthday, when her mother Kate, that’s my sister daddy mentioned, burst in on them and went ballistic. Honestly, …..oh, yes, that’s nice, just there, can you feel my clit starting to throb again…….., of all the hypocrites. Kate will fall on her back and spread her legs for anyone with a cock or a strap-on. I mean, what a way to spoil a girl’s first fuck, fortunately mummy smoothed things over and it hasn’t stopped Phoebe from begging to be invited to one of the parties. Daddy has been worried that it might be too soon for her but mummy suggested that we also invite Alex, that’s her boyfriend, so one of us can teach him how to pleasure Phoebe expertly, discretely of course, we don’t want a load of horny village women pouncing on him and scarring him for life. Especially as they know how quickly young men can ‘reload’. We need to educate his tongue and his cock though; Phoebe says that he packs a fair amount of meat and two veg but can’t control them very well yet, he is oozing pre-cum as soon as she has her knickers down and flashes her pussy at him. Once he’s got it up her he explodes after a couple of strokes. She also says he is very reluctant to go down on her. I do hope daddy lets me be the one to teach them; if he can’t be taught to eat pussy then he wont be a hit with the ladies.”
“I’ll volunteer to demonstrate if you like,” I said trying not to sound too lecherous.
“You and every man in the village! Sorry, but we don’t want Alex thinking that Phoebe is easy meat for every man until we get him used to our little parties.”
If I hadn’t had a stiffy to end all stiffies from finger fucking Alice then I did now at the thought of fresh young pussy at these parties as well as a bunch of horny MILFs. At this point Alice must have noticed a far away look in my eyes and said, in the nicest possible way, “you’re just like every other man. You have fucked two women in one afternoon, have got your fingers well and truly in my twat and you are fantasizing about what other pussies you might get to fuck. Now concentrate on the cunt in hand - and the road of course”
To be honest, my hand was getting very tired but I was terrified that if I stopped then the tale of these parties might stop as well. To relieve the ache in my arm I turned my wrist so that I was cupping her pussy with my hand and managed to slide my middle finger between her lips and into her cunt. I couldn’t quite reach her G-spot but I was able to keep some pressure on her clit hood at least. Alice squirmed appreciatively and noticed the bulge in my jeans and said “I better continue so we can see just how aroused that dick of yours can get. Most of my family join in at the parties, Auntie Lillian’s husband has just left her, just run off without a word, I suspect he couldn’t keep up with the demands of the women in the village. Consequently she is a bit sex-starved and is continually badgering daddy to organize parties so she can get a good fucking, she certainly enjoys the group sessions. To be honest she does have an enormous capacity for gin and tonics and will be in the doggy position with her knickers down ready for a roasting before you can say ice and a slice. Then there’s Jolene, I suppose you would call her a cousin-in-law, …… oh yes, that’s it, rub my clit, squeeze my lips, rub my clit, harder, harder, oooohhhhhh I’m cumming now, I’m cumming nowwwww, I’m cuuuuummmmiiing, aaaahhhhh ……….’ She came so hard that she clamped her legs together so quickly and so tightly she damn near broke my fingers, but I’ve never had them broken in such a beautiful way. At the same time she arched her back and grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it till I thought it would burst. To see this lovely young woman squirm in the seat with sheer ecstasy was almost more than I could bear and I was desperate to free my cock from its confines and hoping that she would do it for me.
“Where was I? Yes, Jolene, she runs the local pub with her husband Kenton and is a real barmaid stereotype, blonde with big tits. In fact have you heard the story that Dolly Parton tells of entering a look-a-like competition and not winning?”
“Yes.”
“Well, it was Jolene that won it! Then there is Debbie my half sister; she lives abroad so can only party with us occasionally. Her favourite position is to be fucked standing up, she also likes to be picked up by a man and slid up and down his cock like a sex toy, she is very tall and slim so she also likes to bend over and grab her ankles while she is entered from behind, when she wears her high heels her pussy is perfectly positioned for a stiff cock to walk up behind her and start humping. She’s also partial to getting a good tongue lashing in that position as well.”
“That reminds me of a very erotic image I saw on the internet once. It was of a very attractive woman naked except for a pair of high heels bending over and grasping her own ankles, behind her was a …. let’s just call him vertically challenged ….. He was just the right height to be standing upright with his tongue in her pussy. Sadly I’ve never seen it again.”
“You will have to ask daddy; he’s got an enormous porn collection on his computer. He also acts as the cameraman for the parties so all participants can have a permanent reminder of their night with us.”
“What about the other men in the village?” I asked tentatively.
“Don’t worry,” replied Alice, “they aren’t all massively hung with endless hard-ons, so they won’t embarrass you, if that’s what you are worried about, but they are all good at giving the ladies an orgasmic time. Uncle Tony is the only one outrageously endowed, I swear that he is as well hung as the bull he keeps on his farm. There are quite a few other men in addition to Chris, Alan and Harrison, but we could do with a couple of younger men to keep the supply of hard cocks going throughout the evening. This is where you and eventually, I hope, Alex will be a hit with the ladies. There is only one man in the village that we don’t invite because he is a real nasty control freak, which is a shame, because his wife Helen, another cousin of mine, would really like to take part. When the men start to flag the girls are not averse to doing a bit of muff-diving, ha, we don’t need some expensive academic study to tell us that most women are really bi-sexual. They also like to amuse themselves with the wide variety of sex toys we make available; which reminds me – I must ask daddy to check up on the estimated delivery date for our Sybian machine, he’s ordered the version with the heavy duty motor because of the pounding its likely to take by our guests. But there is no substitute for a pussy full of live dick, even if there happens to be a dickhead on the other end of it.”
“Oh, I love to see a girl enjoy herself on those Sybian things. You seem to have quite a few family members at these parties.”
“Oh don’t worry,” said Alice, “there are some incestuous couplings that take place, but there’s no inter-breeding, if that’s what you are worried about. No raving lunatics or village idiots are allowed in!”
“Glad to hear it,” I said at about the time we pulled into the car park.
“Let’s find a quiet corner,” said Alice, “I expect those balls of yours will be starting to fill up again by now, that bulge in your jeans looks as if it might burst the zipper.”
I pulled into a secluded corner several floors up and let the seat recline so that Alice could have unobstructed access to my zipper. It took some wriggling but very quickly she had my jeans and boxers down round my ankles and was gently stroking the shaft with one hand and cradling my balls with the other. “Suck me, please,” I implored her as she rolled my foreskin back from the bell end.
“My, pleasure” she replied lowering her head to gently kiss the tip of my cock and then slowly engulfed the head and ran her tongue around the corona. This was quickly followed by a slow and exquisite descent all the way to the root. She wasn’t in a good position to be able to lick my balls while deep throating me but I was sure she could perform this trick as well as her mother. Instead she fondled my balls while slowly releasing me, she almost let me fall out of her mouth and then sank down again. After several strokes I got the telltale sensation of an imminent explosion and, while desperately hoping she was the swallowing kind, thinking it only gentlemanly to warn her, yelled “careful, I’m gonna cum.”
Releasing me, she replied “that’s good, just don’t try and ram it into the back of my throat when you do. Come in my mouth all you want,” and returned to sucking me.
Now if those words don’t push a man over the edge I don’t know what will. As soon as she had the whole of my bell end in her mouth I erupted with a loud grunt and spasm after spasm sent spurt after spurt of spunk into that eager mouth. As I squirted she sank half way down my cock and held me tightly in her mouth until I had stopped pumping, then slowly raised her head off of me. When my cock slipped from her lips she kept them tightly closed and turned her head to look me directly in the eyes and when she was sure I could see her throat made a slow and deliberate swallowing movement followed by a licking of her lips and said “wow that was quite a tasty load” and then returned to give my rapidly deflating cock a last tender kiss.”
“I, I, I, don’t know what to say – wonderful just doesn’t seem adequate” I stammered. “I’ve never had my load swallowed before.”
“Then I’m honoured to have that bit of your virginity,” she said and continued “while you pull your pants up, tell me how you met mummy.”
I had only got as far as telling her about passing Jennifer in the aisles at the supermarket when she started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“Do you really think it was a coincidence, mummy likes to see herself as chief talent scout for our parties. I bet she clocked you long before you clocked her,” Alice replied trying hard not to belittle me. “Don’t be upset that you were the one who ended up being stalked. The end result was what you wanted.”
My mind went back to the time I thought I found the spare pair of shoes under Jennifer’s car seat. “I haven’t told you about the broken shoe yet.”
“Ha, ha! I’ve heard about that subterfuge of hers before. I do hope I get home before she tells daddy how she met you.”
“Why, will he be annoyed?”
“Far from it. It makes him really horny and he ends up fucking her brains out. She moans so much it’s the ideal time to sit on her face. That in turn makes me moan, me moaning while I’m sitting on mummy’s face makes daddy pound her even harder and then she moans even more. And so it goes on like a sex version of perpetual motion until we all cum like trains. Even at his age, when daddy cums he is still strong enough to hit my tits with his jizz while he is still standing between mummy’s thighs. Then mummy lays me on my back and licks it off while daddy gives her another right seeing to in the doggy position.”
While she was telling me this she continued to stroke me gently, needless to say that and the image of the love triangle soon made me stiff again but reluctantly it was time to put my dick away, which wasn’t easy in the confines of the driver’s seat.
“Never mind,” said Alice “give me your mobile number and mummy will call you in time for the next party down at Jollity Farm.” And that, dear fellow perverts, was music to my ears. With a final kiss we parted and I went home to wank myself senseless on the memory of the most wonderful afternoon of my life and await the telephone call I had always dreamed of.
……………… The End ……………..