MILF to Slut: The Novel.

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How I turned a sexually repressed 36-year-old mother and her 18-year-old daughter into my sexual playthings. Chapter 1.

 

I’m 58 years old now with an ex-athlete’s body that has slowly run to fat over the last 12 years. But in my mid-forties, I was still at the absolute peak of my physical prowess. I played squash three times a week in the evening and played and/or practised golf for another three. On the seventh day, I didn’t rest. I ran 12 km. Although my run times had blown out from the days I competed, I could still beat most weekend joggers out there, flying past them with a big smile and a wave.

 

At this time, I first met Lolly (Lollobrigida) and her daughter Gina. I owned and operated a cab around Brisbane, Queensland, Australia and picked them up after their prayer group meeting outside St Paul’s Cathedral in downtown Brisbane around 7.00 pm on a Thursday in late summer in (around) 2008.

 

The mother was dressed conservatively in a loose dark blue blouse that was done up to the top button, an ankle-length skirt, and black low-heeled shoes. I remember thinking, ‘Fuck, she must be hot in that in this weather!’

 

Her daughter was dressed like a typical late teenager. She wore a short plaid skirt that barely covered her ass and a see-through white blouse that barely covered what had to be at least DD-sized tits. It was unbuttoned below her black bra, the mounds of her breasts strained against the holding fabric of her bra. To my eye, it gave her an extremely pleasing amount of cleavage. And a pair of strappy hi-heeled sandals.

 

I couldn’t help but notice the daughter was wearing a tiny black thong that barely covered her slit as she slid across the back seat to take her place behind me in the cab. Catching my eye in the rear-view mirror, she smirked and gave me a wink to indicate that she had intentionally flashed me.

 

“Where can I take you, folks?” I asked cheerfully.

 

“Latrobe Terrace, Bardon, please driver,” the older of the two told me.

 

“Through Milton, or are you up the top end more toward Ashgrove?” I inquired.

 

“Through Milton, please,” came the reply.

 

Although I don’t usually pay much attention to my passengers, there was something intriguing about the older woman. Even though her clothing was drab and unflattering, as she moved, I could see there was a taut and tight body hiding underneath them. Then, as we turned off Milton Road, she opened the window. The rush of entering air flattened her blouse across her bosom, revealing the curves of breasts at least as large and firm as her daughter’s.

 

Turning to her daughter, the woman spoke, “I do wish you’d dress a little more appropriately for church. You look like you’re about to go and stand on a street corner!”

 

“That old perve you call the priest ogles my tits, whatever I wear, so I figure I may as well give the old letch something to perve on!” the girl replied.

 

“Such language from a young girl!” Her mother moaned.

 

“Fuck, mum. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck! Get over it!”

 

“What do you think, driver? Should a young woman be dressed like my daughter is when going to church?” The older woman asked me.

 

‘Don’t bring me into this’, I thought. ‘I have sons, and I’m sure both of them would love to meet your daughter dressed as she is, regardless of where!’

 

But I merely replied, “I’d probably just be so glad my teenage child still wants to come to church with me that I wouldn’t care too much about what they were wearing.” I replied.

 

Leaning forward to get a closer look at me, the older woman noticed the gold cross I wore around my neck.

 

“Are you a Christian driver?” She asked.

 

“Only so far as I believe in the birth, death, and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ,” I answered truthfully. “But I’m a very poor Christian according to religious scripture. I drink, fornicate, blaspheme and curse, so make of that what you will.”

 

“None of us are perfect,” she told me and sat back.

 

I felt her eyes on me the whole way to Bardon. Every time I looked in the mirror, I found her staring at me. Even the daughter seemed to notice how intently her mother was studying me.

 

“Geez, mum! Put your eyes back in your head. He’s not that good-looking!” She disgustedly told her mother.

 

“Hmm … what?” The older woman responded.

 

“You’re staring at the poor man like he was a piece of cake on no carbs day! Put your eyes back in your head and stop ogling!”

 

The mother blushed. “I wasn’t ogling, just thinking. Driver, would you like to come in for a cup of tea when we get to our place?”

 

“What are you doing, mum?” The daughter asked, aghast. “You don’t even know the man! He could be a serial killer for all you know!”

 

“Don’t be silly, Gina,” her mum said. “I’m Lollobrigida. Everybody calls me Lolly, and this is my daughter Gina. I’d like to invite you in for a cup of tea and a chat if you’d like?”

 

‘It’s a slow Thursday night, and I’m about to knock off anyway, so why not?’ I thought.

 

“Sure, that would be nice,” I replied. “My name is John. Everybody calls me John!” I said jokingly.

 

“OMFG! Dad jokes!” The younger girl shook her head and moaned.

 

Lolly favoured me with a smile. “Pleased to meet you, John. Ignore Gina. She’s just being a teenager!”

 

“If you don’t mind me asking, how old is your daughter?” I inquired of Lolly.

 

“18 going on 41, I believe,” Gina said with another smile.

 

“I’ll be 19 in 6 weeks, Mother. And you damn well know it!” Gina responded frostily.

 

“You must have had her very young?” I asked, a little surprised.

 

“Same age as she is now”, indicating her daughter, “that’s why I take her to church. I don’t want Gina to make the same mistakes I did at her age.”

 

“So, I’m a ‘mistake’ now, am I?” Gina said tartly in what I was sure was feigned indignation.

 

“Don’t be silly, Gina,” Lolly repeated. “Having you was the best thing I ever did. Getting pregnant to a man who absconded without even waiting for you to be born was the mistake!”

 

“I know, mum, just teasing,” Gina said with a small smile.

 

I pulled into the driveway, Lolly indicated. Putting the cab into park, I pulled the keys, jumped out, and followed Lolly and Gina to the front door of their modest two-bedroomed house. Walking inside, I saw the house was sparsely furnished and, although everything was fastidiously clean, most of the furniture was wearing out. Gina left down a dimly lit hallway and disappeared into what I assumed was her bedroom.

 

“So rude,” Gina mused.

 

“I have teenagers, too, so just ‘typical’ is all,” I sympathised with her.

 

“Do you have boys or girls?” Lolly asked. “What are their ages?”

 

“Two boys, 22 and 19,” I replied.

 

“My sympathies to you as well,” Lolly smiled.

 

Leading me to the kitchen, Lolly indicated I should sit at the breakfast bar. “How do you have your tea?” She asked.

 

“Standard kiwi brew,” I said, alluding to my New Zealand heritage. “2SM.”

 

“What’s that?” Gina queried.

 

“2 sugars, milk,” I answered. “Strong as you can make it, please.”

 

“I only have teabags. Is that okay?”

 

“Sure,” I responded. “Not sure who doesn’t anymore.”

 

Lolly kept staring at me as she waited for the kettle to boil. Even though she was trying to do it surreptitiously, I still noticed.

 

“What’s up?” I asked.

 

“You’re the first man I’ve had in here in, oh, I don’t know, maybe 15 years,” Lolly said quietly.

 

Sensing her need, or maybe it was just my horny imagination, I walked around the kitchen counter and crossed to her. Coming up behind her as she concentrated on pouring the tea, I touched her lightly on the shoulder. Lolly mustn’t have heard me as she jumped and whirled around to face me. Her breasts rubbed against my hands as she spun. I could feel her nipples go instantly hard as they dragged across my knuckles.

 

“What are you doing?” Lolly asked breathlessly.

 

“This,” I said and cupped her breasts in my hands. I gently circled my thumbs over her nipples outside her blouse and bra.

 

“Please don’t,” Lolly whispered. “I can’t.”

 

But her head was tilted back, and her lips slightly parted. She was breathing deeply and heavily, so I leant forward and planted a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth, then gently licked that same corner. A small groan of absolute ecstasy escaped from Lolly’s mouth, and she turned her head slightly to meet my mouth. Locking lips with hers, I sent my tongue out a small exploratory distance and brushed it lightly across her teeth.

 

Lolly’s mouth parted, and we tongue danced for a time. She took my head in both hands, pulled me further down so she was no longer on tiptoes, and began kissing me passionately. I wrapped one arm around her shoulders at about breast height, placed my other hand on her bottom, and ground her against my rock-hard chest and abdomen. My already swelling erection poked lewdly at her stomach. Lolly was now kissing me fervently and gasping and moaning.

 

“My bedroom is the first on the left down the hall,” she told me feverishly.

 

Picking her up effortlessly, I carried her down the hall and into her room. Kicking the door closed behind me, I lay Lolly down in the middle of her small double bed and began kissing her again. Then, leaning back, I expertly began to undo her blouse buttons, slowly exposing more and more of Lolly’s luscious cleavage and full conservative bra.

 

Lolly suddenly sat up as I peeled her blouse back from her shoulders, “No, John! I can’t! I have to set a good example for Gina!”

 

Kissing and gently biting that highly erogenous spot just where Lolly’s neck met her shoulder, I slipped my right hand inside the bra cup around her left nipple and slowly circled her nipple with my forefinger, grabbing it lightly with my thumb and forefinger. I gave her nipple a soft pull and tweak, eliciting another soft groan from Lolly.

 

“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say, ‘Please stop, John.’ And I will, okay, Lolly? Do you want me to stop, Lolly?” I asked her, gave her nipple another tweak, and kissed the corner of her mouth again.

 

Lolly only groaned and arched her breasts up towards me, so I continued to nibble on her erogenous zone and slipped her blouse all the way off. Reaching behind her, I unzipped the clasp to Lolly’s skirt. Being quite loosely fitting, her skirt slid easily down off her hips, revealing a pair of full black nylons over creamy white cotton knickers. I tossed the skirt to the side. Kissing Lolly’s mouth, I lowered myself down, kissing her chin and neck after pushing her head back. I trailed kisses across her collarbone and down the centre of her chest.

 

Holding her breasts together, still inside her bra, I tongued the insides of her swelling globes. Reaching around, I undid Lolly’s bra straps and pulled them out from underneath her. Slipping the shoulder supports off Lolly’s svelte shoulders, I slowly removed her bra, exposing her luscious 12 double D breasts. Pausing to admire her beautiful jubblies, I cupped them, pressed the mounds together and lashed my tongue across both nipples, playfully nipping them as I did.

 

Lolly’s breath came in short pants and gasps, and a noticeable wet patch appeared on her knickers between her legs.

 

Placing my right hand between Lolly’s thighs, which were still pressed tightly together, I slowly worked on spreading her legs and moving my hand up towards her pussy. As my hand slowly worked its way up to Lolly’s nylons-covered snatch, she continued to writhe and moan, holding my head to her tits with her eyes tightly closed. But, as my fingers grazed her mound, close to her clitoris, Lolly’s eyes flew open. Pulling my head away from her breasts, Lolly said desperately. “No, John! You mustn’t! Please, I beg of you, don’t make me cum!”

 

As she still hadn’t said “stop”, I ignored her pleas and exerted a little more sideways force on her inner thighs. With a deep groan, Lolly’s legs suddenly sprung apart, and I was able to take possession of her whole pubic area. Reversing my right hand, I pressed my middle finger against her vulva over the entrance to her soaking wet cunt. Then, placing my thumb on Lolly’s clit I began to rhythmically press against her vulva with my finger whilst manipulating her precious nub. Almost unawarely, Lolly lifted and spread her knees, giving me total access to her pussy.

 

Kissing down across her stomach and abdomen, then across her nylons-covered pubic bone, I briefly pushed Lolly’s knees together, hooked my thumbs into the tops of her nylons and knickers and quickly ripped them down, and, in one fell swoop, removed them entirely from her body. Tossing them aside, as I already had her blouse and bra. I respread Lolly’s legs, moved between them, and pressed my pants-covered full erection against the entrance to Lolly’s quim.

 

Lolly, writhing and moaning under me, wrapped her legs around my hips, pulled my dick against her, and pushed her hips up at me. Then, grabbing her by the back of her neck, I gently squeezed, getting her full attention. “Tell me you want me to fuck you,” I demanded of her.

 

“Please, John,” Lolly moaned. “Make love to me!”

 

‘Close enough,’ I thought. Getting up on my hands and knees, then standing on the bed, I quickly stripped my shirt and trousers off, tossing them on top of Lolly’s clothing. Dropping my underwear and revealing my perfectly proportioned seven-inch cock, I posed over the top of Lolly, letting her feel and revel in my absolute masculinity.

 

Kneeling between Lolly’s thighs, I covered her with my body, resting most of my weight on my left hand, which I’d placed under her upper arm against her armpit. I held the base of my cock and rubbed it lewdly up and down Lolly’s sopping slit, making sure the head was well covered in her pussy juices.

 

Then, pausing with the head of dick at the entrance to Lolly’s cunt I looked down at her. “I’m going to fuck you now. You ready?”

 

A moan and an upthrust of her hips was all the answer I got. My cock’s head slipped a little inside her as she pushed her hips forward. Taking that as my cue, I slowly but relentlessly shoved the whole length of my penis deep into Lolly’s vagina, not stopping until, with a soft thump, I was buried balls deep inside her. Lolly’s head was flung right back, arching her chest and tits up and forward.

 

Raking my fingers cruelly across her nipples, I parted my knees. I pulled myself up into a spread-kneed kneeling position. Letting the entire weight of my upper body press down on Lolly, I slid my left hand down her back and under her hips. Squeezing Lolly’s bottom, I lifted her bum and thighs off the bed and rested them on my upper thighs, which I had brought back together.

 

Tweaking her nipples, I began to thrust deeply into Lolly’s cunt. Pulling her hips back towards me as I thrust my hips forward, I was soon pounding into her as hard as I could. As Liz had taught me all those years ago, I would hold her still, pulled firmly against me, and grind my pelvic bone against her clitoris before resuming my thrusting.

 

Lolly began to give out deep guttural groans as her head tossed forward and back and back and forth as I vigorously fucked her. Suddenly Lolly began to swear, “Fuck me, fuck me, oh gawd, please fuck me. I’m a slut, I’ve always been a slut, make me your slut,” she begged.

 

Hearing a strange squishing sound behind us, I looked back over my shoulder. Gina was standing in the now open doorway watching us fuck. Her thong was pulled down around her knees, and she’d pulled her skirt up under her breasts, which were gaping out of her undone blouse. She had pulled her bra down under them.

 

Gina’s hand was a blur as she stroked her clit and vulva, dipping her first two fingers a little into her pussy as she did so while also pulling and tweaking a nipple. Gina was so wet from her pussy juices they were literally squelching as she dipped into her cunt. As I watched, and with a stifled groan, Gina came, squirting a little pussy juice as she did. By the wet spot on the floor in front of her, it wasn’t the first time.

 

Getting a depraved thought in my head, I pushed back off Lolly, pulling my cock out of her cunt. An anguished groan of “NO!” sprang from Lolly’s lips. Pushing on her hip, I rolled Lolly over and turned her around so she faced the door. Pulling her onto her hands and knees, I quickly grabbed Lolly’s hips and guided myself back into her grasping cunt with my right hand.

 

Holding her hips tightly, I pulled her back onto me as I viciously sawed my hips forward. At this angle, my dick’s head scraped across Lolly’s G spot, and with a deep growl, Lolly started cumming. A series of small orgasms began to rip through her. But it was obvious she was building to a massive earth-shattering one. So, I leant forward and began to maul her tits and nipples as I thrust my length into her.

 

Gina was moaning and cumming every few minutes as she built up to another orgasm. I met her eyes and motioned for her to come closer and get up on the bed. Gina dropped her skirt and knickers, loosened her bra, flung it aside, and climbed up on the foot of the bed. Encouraging her with hand signals to come even closer. Gina’s legs were soon spread on either side of us.

 

Lolly’s eyes were tightly closed as she revelled in the feeling of having her cunt completely filled for the first time in years and hadn’t noticed her daughter was now with us. As soon as Gina’s legs were close enough, I grabbed her by the calves and lifted them up, making her fall back. Then, spreading her legs as obscenely wide as I could, I dragged her pussy back until it was right under Lolly’s nose.

 

Pushing on the back of Lolly’s head whilst maintaining a firm grasp on one of Gina’s calves, I shoved Lolly’s head onto her daughter’s cunt.

 

Trying to push back, Lolly protested, “No, this is so wrong!”

 

Slapping her ass, I growled at her, “You said you were a slut; it’s obvious your daughter is a slut, and sluts love sucking cock and licking pussy, so lick, slut!”

 

Reluctantly Lolly extended her tongue and lightly lapped at the entrance to her daughter’s pussy. Suddenly, with a shudderingly moaned acceptance of her true status, Lolly thrust her head forward and started to eagerly tongue lash Gina’s vulva and clit. Sagging down onto her elbows, Lolly extended her right arm and, stretching out her middle finger, slipped the tip a little way inside Gina’s pussy.

 

It was clear Gina’s wasn’t the first pussy Lolly had tongued because, hooking her finger up and back, Lolly found Gina’s G spot and began to stroke roughly across it.

 

Gina had initially protested a little at being tongued by her mother. But when Lolly’s middle finger found her G-spot, Gina fell back and held her mother’s head tightly to her clitoris.

 

“Fuck, that’s good, oh fuck, that’s good”, Gina moaned. “Fuck yes! I’m cumming!”

 

With an almost anguished groan, Gina squirted onto Lolly’s face. Licking and sucking gamely, Lolly tried her best to lick up all of Gina’s juices, moaning and pushing back at my invading cock the whole time.

 

Grasping her hips tightly, I plunged my cock in and out of Lolly’s quim for about another ten minutes before I could feel the walls of her pussy clenching down on my dick. Knowing this spasm meant Lolly was about to cum, I began taking longer, slower, and firmer strokes.

 

Burying my entire length deep into her with every stroke, I slowly drove Lolly to the edge of total bliss. With another eager shudder, Lolly started quivering and shaking. Finally, with a high-pitched mewl, Lolly lifted herself off her daughter’s pussy leant back and turned her head around to kiss me. Shoving her sexy ass hard back at me, Lolly bucked once, twice, and with another mewl, exploded into a shaking and trembling mind-blowing orgasm. This time, it was Lolly’s turn to emit a little lady juice in a small squirt.

 

Snarling at Gina, I demanded, “Clean your mother up, just like she did for you!”

 

With only a slight hesitation, Gina swung her legs around and slid up between her mother’s spread thighs. Craning her neck, Gina began to, gently at first, lick the juices from Lolly’s cunt.

 

“There’s a good little carpet muncher,” I sneered at Gina. “Clean your mother up like a good, obedient daughter should.”

 

Pushing Lolly forward onto Gina, I said to her, “That cunt doesn’t look satiated yet. Better get back to work!”

 

Feeling her mother’s mouth on her pussy again seemed to release Gina’s restraints. She began eagerly lapping Lolly’s clit and slit. Then, imitating what she had felt her mother was doing to her, Gina slipped a finger into Lolly’s cunt and searched for Lolly’s G spot. I’m guessing she found it because, with a surprised grunt, Lolly popped into another orgasm with her cunt still wrapped around my raging, rock-hard and buried deep in her cock.

 

Being as deep in her mother’s quim as I was meant Gina was also licking my shaft and balls as I thrust in and out of Lolly. This was absolutely delightful, as you can imagine. But I had garnered a desire to try Gina’s pussy, so I didn’t want to cum yet. So, instead, I slid out of Lolly and moved to the other end of the bed. Then, getting between Gina’s indecently spread legs, I grabbed my cock by the base of the shaft and prepared to place the head against the entrance to her pussy.

 

Lolly pushed against my abdomen, “Gina’s still a virgin, I think,” Lolly said. “I don’t think she’s ready to lose that yet. She’s too young!”

 

“No, it’s alright, mum,” Gina said. “I want him to take my virginity if he wants to?”

 

‘Well, of course I do!’ I thought.

 

“My hymen was really tough,” Lolly informed Gina. “It wasn’t easy to break it. It hurt like hell! Are you sure you’re ready?”

 

Gina nodded a little scaredly. “Will you help, mum?”

 

Lolly nodded. Turning to me, she said, “Lie on your back. Gina will squat down on you and lower herself until your dick breaks through her hymen. Once you’re in, you two can do whatever you want. But! Be gentle with my girl, okay?”

 

I immediately agreed, as you probably could envisage!

 

Lying on my back, Lolly took my slightly softened cock in her mouth and, fondling my balls quickly brought me back to total hardness. Indicating that Gina should stand with her feet on either side of my hips and squat down. Then, Lolly slowly guided her daughter’s vaginal entrance down onto my stupendously rigid dick.

 

The feeling of her ultra-tight pussy sliding slowly onto the head of my cock was indescribably delicious. I had to immediately start doubling numbers in my head to prevent from cumming. Unfortunately, I wasn’t very far into her before the head of my cock came up against Gina’s hymen. Try as she might, Gina couldn’t quite get up enough courage to drop herself down firmly enough for my dick to break through.

 

It seemed Gina had inherited her mother’s tough hymen. Gasping and moaning in pain, Gina was quickly losing enthusiasm for the fucking she was craving.

 

Lolly took matters into her own hands. Lolly quickly fingered her daughter back to full arousal by sliding a finger between Gina's thighs. “Lower yourself onto his cock one more time, my girl. Mummy will make it happen. It will hurt, but only for a moment. Then it will feel wonderful, trust me!”

 

Lolly held my cock so it pointed straight up. Then, with her hands on her thighs, Gina lowered herself down onto my turgid member. There was that same absolutely exquisite feeling as the head slipped a little way into Gina’s pussy. Gina lowered herself a little more until I felt my cock’s head hit her hymen again.

 

Lolly stood up and put her hands on Gina’s shoulders. Kissing her daughter’s cheek, Lolly whispered, “Ready?”

 

Gina nodded.

 

“Lift up a little, then drop back down,” Lolly instructed.

 

I felt Gina lift her hymen off my cock, but this time, as Gina lowered herself down, Lolly leant all of her weight on her daughter’s shoulders and forced her down, hard, onto my cock. With a little scream of pain from Gina and what felt like a brief tearing sensation across the eye of my penis, my cock popped through Gina’s hymen. And I was completely buried, all the way to my pubic bone, deep in her pussy. Wonderingly, Gina leant forward and looked at where our two bodies were joined. There was a small amount of blood smeared between us.

 

He’s in me, mum! I’m not a girl anymore. I’m a full-blown woman!” Gina crowed triumphantly.

 

Rocking her hips slowly back and forth, Gina’s eyes suddenly went very wide. “Oh! Oh! Right there! Oh, fuck, that feels good!” Gina moaned.

 

Leaning forward so she could watch as my cock slid in and out of her now gaping pussy Gina slid her feet back so she could kneel astride me. She instinctively placed her hands in the middle of my chest and began to ride me. Then, lifting herself so far up that the head of my dick almost slipped out of her, Gina let herself drop down hard, her perineum slapping against my pubic bone.

 

A stream of curses began to flow from her. “Fuck, that’s good. Fuck I love cock. I want to try pussy. Oh, fuck me, daddy. Fuck me hard!”

 

As her excitement levels rose, I placed my hands on Gina’s hips and, as she dropped down, started pulling her down as I thrust upwards at her. Gina rode me faster and faster until she bounced on my dick like it was a pogo stick.

 

Then, feeling the point of no return fast approaching, I said to Lolly, “Is Gina on the pill? If not, she’d better jump off before I fill her full of seed!”

 

Hearing this, Lolly slipped her hand between Gina’s thighs and started to finger Gina’s clitoris. Gina came almost immediately. As soon as Gina relaxed, Lolly pushed her off me, took me in her mouth, and rimmed my ass with her index finger.

 

With a low, almost gorilla-like, grunt, I unloaded into Lolly’s mouth. Spurt after spurt poured into Lolly’s greedily sucking mouth. Lolly managed to suck up every single drop before turning to her daughter. Sharing a cum kiss, Lolly fed Gina some of the sperm she held in her mouth. A little surprised, Gina resisted but then willingly accepted what her mother provided her—moaning and groaning and fingering herself as she did.

 

It was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen, so I’m not sure I lost any hardness at all. After swapping my cum back and forth a few times, Lolly broke the kiss and swallowed.

 

Seeing that I was still hard, Lolly blushed and said shyly to me, “I know it’s wrong and goes against the bible, but will you fuck and cum in my ass? I always have the best orgasms from anal sex.”

 

“Mum!” Gina shouted, shocked.

 

“If I’m going to let my inner slut out, I may as well let her all the way out,” Lolly explained.

 

Shaking her head, Gina asked, “Doesn’t it hurt?”

 

“Not if the gentleman knows what he’s doing,” Gina replied. “And I suspect John does!”

 

Touching Gina on the shoulder, I said, “Would you like to help me prepare your mum to take me?”

 

Looking doubtful, Gina asked, “What do I have to do?”

 

Guiding Lolly face down onto the mattress, I placed a pillow under her hips. Then, holding Lolly’s ass cheeks apart, I said, “First, we need to make her whole rosebud as wet and slippery as we can.”

 

“With what? Gina asked me innocently.

 

“With our tongues, Miss!” I told her.

 

“Ewww! Isn’t that dirty and disgusting?” Gina protested.

 

“Only if you don’t believe your mum keeps herself scrupulously clean,” I pointed out. “Here, I’ll show you.”

 

With that, I moved to get between Lolly’s spread thighs and tongue her ass. Placing my nose in the cleft of Lolly’s ass, I slid my tongue down her crack and began to rim her anal passage. Lolly immediately pushed her hands between her thighs and played with her clit as she fingered her cunt. Lolly began humping back at my invading tongue, moaning and groaning the whole time.

 

“Fuck! She really does love it, doesn’t she? I had no idea my uptight, prudish mother was such a dirty horn bag!” Gina said wonderingly.

 

Lifting my head, I asked Gina, “Want to try?”

 

Gina hesitated for a second, then just shrugged and said, “Fuck it! In for a penny, in for a pound, right? So, what do I do?”

 

“First, turn your hand like this.” Showing my hand turned so that the thumb pointed towards the ground. “Slip your thumb into your mum’s pussy and gently roll it around in a circular motion. I’ll hold Lolly’s cheeks apart. It will make it easier for you to breathe. Then, place your nose in the cleft of her ass and tongue her rosebud like you were tonguing her pussy earlier.

 

As your mum relaxes, stiffen your tongue and try and push it as far into her ass as you can. When her outer sphincter gives and lest your tongue in a bit further, change your tongue for your index finger. Then, as you feel Lolly’s outer ring drying up, pull your finger back so you can use your tongue to make it all wet again. Keep working moisture into your mum’s ass until you can get your whole finger into her ring and through the knot.”

 

“The knot?” Gina asked.

 

“Her inner sphincter,” I explained. “Once you get one finger inside, keep adding moisture and pressure until you can fit two. Once the second finger is all the way in, slowly rotate them, back and forth, in her ass and try to separate your two fingers, creating as big a gap between them as you can. I’ll take over from there.”

 

Gina nodded and bent to her task. I was treated to the beautiful sight of a young woman being tongued and rimmed by an even younger one. Encouraging Gina as she slowly stretched Lolly’s back fuck hole, making it ready for my dick, I began to fantasise about fucking Gina’s ass as well.

 

Shrugs. I’m a dirty perve. But tell me you wouldn’t want to, too!”

 

Lolly was experiencing several small explosions of orgasms as her daughter rimmed and fingered her ass. It was apparent Lolly was heading for another volcanic eruption once my cock was buried deep in her ass. As soon as I was pretty sure Lolly’s ring was gaped wide enough to comfortably take my cock, I told Gina to sit back and watch.

 

“I want you close though because your mum is a bit of a slut” (a bit of a slut? The woman was a full-blown one!) “So, I think we may be here for a while! I’ll need you to use your mouth to keep my dick and your mum’s ass well lubricated.”

 

“My tongue to keep your dick lubricated?” Gina wondered.

 

“Take my cock in your mouth and use your tongue to smear saliva all over it so it easily slides into your mum’s ass.”

 

“After it’s been in mum’s ass?” Gina questioned.

 

“It’ll be fine!” I reassured her. “In fact, I think you’ll come to love the taste!”

 

Covering Lolly with my body, I slipped my arms under her armpits and gripped her to me tightly. After a couple of false starts, my dick sliding off target and slipping into her well-oiled pussy, I was finally able to centre my dick in the middle of Lolly’s rosebud. Pushing gently but insistently forward, I entered Lolly’s tight ass.

 

There was a slight hesitation as my cock encountered Lolly’s knot, but then Lolly released a deep sigh and relaxed her sphincter. This let me experience that superb sensation of my cock popping through her knot and sliding deep into her ass. Holding still to let Lolly become accustomed to having her sweet ass filled with cock again, I waited until I heard her moan and felt her move back against me. Then, pushing her hips against my abdomen, Lolly encouraged me to fuck her dirt hole.

 

Moving slowly, I gently moved back and forth, making my dick pull back out of her ass a small distance before pushing back into full depth again. Lolly very quickly began to moan and writhe under me, begging me to fuck her harder. Then, pulling out of her ass, I grabbed Gina by the back of her head.

 

“Spit in Lolly’s ass, then take me in your mouth and make me wet again,” I instructed Gina.

 

Gina instantly complied. With eyes wide open, she spat before hesitatingly accepting my dick into her mouth. “Mmm, mmm, mmm. You’re right,” she mumbled around my cock. “It does taste good!”

 

“It’s not what’s in your mum’s ass that tastes good. It’s the combination of spit and precum.” I informed Gina.

 

Sliding past Lolly’s knot, causing her to jump and moan, I pushed deep inside her again. I didn’t stop this time, though. With Lolly’s neck in the crick of my arm and elbow, reducing her airflow and holding her hip with my other hand, I began to vigorously fuck Lolly’s ass.

 

Very soon, I began to hear that squishing sound again. Now that her hymen was ruptured, Gina had two fingers shoved deep in her cunt and avidly watched as I fucked her mother’s rear cum hole.

 

This only drove me to greater heights of sexual arousal, and I began to pound Lolly’s ass for all I was worth. First, I pulled all but the tip of my cock out of her anus before gripping her hips tightly and, letting my weight fall, slamming down into her now gaping dark hole.

 

As Gina seemed preoccupied with bringing herself to another orgasm, I looked around for something a little more permanent than spit to use to keep Lolly’s rear passage lubricated. Spotting a tube of moisturiser on the bedside table, I pulled my cock out of Lolly long enough to squeeze some onto the head and shaft of my dick and add some to her anus.

 

Taking my position, covering Lolly’s tiny body with my large one, I positioned my cock at the entrance to her dark fuck hole. Then, with a brutal shove of my hips, I buried myself, full length, back in Lolly’s ass.

 

I could stroke in and out of Lolly’s ass for much longer periods with the extra lubrication. Then, leaning back, I placed my hands on Lolly’s shoulders close to her neck. Using them as a lever began to really pound into Lolly.

 

Lolly reached up and grabbed both of my index fingers and tried to move them. Letting my body rest a little more fully on her back, I moved my hands a little wider, thinking Lolly didn’t like being almost choked. But instead, she pulled my hands closer to her neck.

 

“Squeeze my throat and fuck this bitch like she’s nothing but meat for you to stick your cock in, please, Sir.” Lolly pleaded.

 

Gina groaned, and the fingering of her clit became a blur after hearing her mother talk like that.

 

Placing my hands around Lolly’s neck and using that focal point as leverage to lift my chest off her back, I resumed fucking Lolly’s anal fuck hole as hard as I could. No sooner had I gained some rhythm than Lolly began to push her hips back up at me.

 

Muttering deprecations, mixed in with a whole lot of swear words, Lolly began to soar towards another explosive orgasm. Increasing the speed of my thrusts until my hips were almost blurred, I slammed into Lolly repeatedly.

 

Suddenly, with a loud, high-pitched scream, Lolly pushed her breasts up off the mattress with her arms and began twitching, bucking, and spasming on the end of my cock. I rode her hard as orgasm after orgasm surged through her body. Every time she came, a small amount of pussy juice was expelled from her cunt. Finally, after a seemingly never-ending age, Lolly slowly collapsed onto the mattress. Fully satiated, she seemed to drift off into an exhausted sleep.

 

I hadn’t cum yet, so I let my cock slip out of Lolly’s ass and rolled off her. Gina took the seat in front of Lolly’s dresser and turned it around to face the bed. Then, placing her feet wide apart up on Lolly’s mattress, busily fucked her newly opened cunt with one of Lolly’s hairbrush handles. A look of total ecstasy was fixed on her face as she rode that brush to a series of petite orgasms.

 

“Fuck!” Gina said. “If I’d known how good having something inside your pussy felt, I would have let one of those pig boys that tried to date me take my virginity years ago!”

 

I smiled at her. “Glad I could help,” I said.

 

About then, Gina noticed I was still rock hard. Admiringly she said, “You fucked mum for that long and still didn’t cum? Wow!”

 

Suddenly being a little shy, Gina said quietly, “If being fucked in the ass feels as good as it seems by how hard mum came, I’d like to try it. Would you take my anal virginity, too?”

 

‘Well, does the Pope shit in the woods?’ I thought!

 

Lolly’s bed was quite low, so I guessed if Gina knelt on it, spread her knees wide, and then lowered herself down, she would be at the perfect height for me to fuck her ass. Telling Gina where I wanted her, I reached over and grabbed the tube of moisturiser. Squeezing a generous dollop onto the head of my dick, I smeared the cream liberally along the entire length and width of my cock’s head and shaft.

 

Then, spreading Gina’s ass cheeks, I gently slid the flattened part of my tongue along her crack and rosebud. Forcing out a lot of saliva, I generously coated Gina’s anal area. Then, moulding my tongue into as stiff a point as possible, I began to tongue fuck her rosebud. Gina’s head flew back, and a moan of absolute bliss purred from her.

 

“Fuck, that does feel good! More, please!”

 

Slipping my middle finger inside Gina’s recently penetrated, for the first time, pussy, I began to rim her starfish with my index finger. Centring my circles down onto the sphincter guarding the entrance to Gina’s anus, I slowly increased the pressure I was applying to her rosebud. Gina’s body instinctively resisted anal penetration by locking down her sphincter hard. So, with my spare hand, I smacked her ass firmly. With a buck of shocked surprise, Gina suddenly released her ring and allowed my finger to slide into the second knuckle.

 

“Good girl,” I told her.

 

Slowly rotating my finger in her asshole, I introduced more and more spit. Gina’s sphincter gaped wide open with a couple of spasming motions, letting me insert my finger to full depth. Adding still more spit, I slowly began stretching Gina’s sphincter until I could move my middle finger from Gina’s pussy and add it to the finger in her ass.

 

My fingers are much bigger than Gina’s, so I did not need to spread them apart to force her ring any wider. So instead, I started to slowly finger fuck Gina’s ass.

 

Slipping my thumb back into Gina’s pussy and squeezing my thumb and fingers together, I began to rub the thin membrane between the inside of Gina’s pussy and her anal passage. Gina groaned deeply, and her head sagged to the mattress, lifting her ass a little too high for me to comfortably stick my cock in.

 

“OMFG! That feels so intense! Gawd, I think I’m going to cum!” Gina moaned and promptly did, emitting another small squirt.

 

Now that Gina was totally relaxed and enjoying being anally penetrated, I knew it was time to stick my dick in her. So, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back, lifting her head and shoulders off the mattress and lowering her hips and ass. Grasping tightly, I stretched her neck back. Grabbing the tube of moisturiser, I squeezed a large dollop into Gina’s gaping back passage. Taking my dick in my right hand and positioning it at Gina’s anal entrance, I slowly forced the head of my cock to delve into her ass.

 

Feeling my cock probing into her ass Gina tried to clench down on her sphincter to stop my cock from entering her. A natural reaction to having something in your ass for the first time. I had stretched her too well for her hole to close immediately, though. With a twitch and low grunt from Gina, my dick popped through her knot, and I was buried, full length, deep in her anal cavity.

 

I held still to allow Gina to become accustomed to having her ass filled. Then, I reached my left arm around her side and started to circle and pinch her nipple gently.

 

“It hurts,” Gina whimpered.

 

“It won’t for long,” I reassured her. “Your sphincter has locked down on my cock, and it feels a little stretched. But, once it releases, it’ll feel terrific, I promise!”

 

“Mumma’s here, baby girl. She’ll make it feel better, trust me!” Lolly unexpectedly piped in. I hadn’t noticed she had awakened from her doze and was watching me deflower another of her daughter’s love holes.

 

Spinning herself around, Lolly slid up between Gina’s spread thighs and, holding Gina’s inner thigh, placed a pillow between Gina’s knees and under her own head. Lolly couldn’t quite reach Gina’s pussy at this angle, so with a grunt of frustration, Lolly doubled the pillow over and laid her head back down on it. She was now in a perfect position to tongue Gina’s clitoris, vulva and labia. Lolly began to stroke her tongue from above Gina’s clit across her slit and vulva to Gina’s perineum.

 

Gina groaned and lowered herself a little more firmly onto her mother’s questing tongue. This moved her asshole down and forced my dick to a more comfortable position inside her back passage. Then, with a deep shuddering moan, Gina’s sphincter suddenly released its clenched grip on my dick, and I could finally move it back and forth a little in her back cum hole. Once Gina’s anal sphincter had released, the pain was immediately replaced with waves of pure pleasure.

 

Tossing her head, Gina moaned, “Oh, yes! That feels so good. So different to being in my pussy but equally good. Fuck me harder, Daddy, please?”

 

Knowing that many a potential anal slut has been ruined by her first guy going too hard, I ignored her request. Taking my time and rocking only a tiny way back and forth, I waited as Lolly’s experienced tongue drove Gina closer to her first anal orgasm. As the intensity of Gina’s moans increased, I allowed my cock to slide a little further back with every stroke.

 

Soon I was sawing my whole length back and forth in her rear fuck hole, eliciting a lower and lower series of grunts and groans from Gina. Just as I thought I couldn’t last a moment longer and would have to unload in Gina’s clasping ass, Lolly slipped a finger into Gina’s cunt and stroked her G spot.

 

Going board stiff, Gina sucked a deep breath in and exploded on her mother’s tongue and around my cock. Trembling, shaking and spasming, Gina expelled the huge breath she had taken in with a forced whistling sound. Then, with a series of squirts, drenching her mother’s face in the process, came hard again, and again, and again. Finally, with one last grunted gasp of expelled air and a copious outpouring of woman juice from her pussy, Gina came one more time and collapsed onto her mother. Falling off my cock as she did.

 

I still hadn’t cum, so I pulled Gina’s body back toward me. I placed my hand on her lower back for balance, forcing her pussy more firmly onto Lolly’s still questing tongue, and slid my cock back into Gina’s deflowered pussy. It didn’t take long because it seemed like I had been holding my own orgasm back for years as I fully serviced and satiated these two nymphs.

 

Feeling that my balls were about to unload, I pulled out of Gina’s unprotected cunt, grabbed the shaft of my dick, and shot my load all over Gina’s ass, the entrance to her quim, and all over Lolly’s beautiful face. Lolly never missed a beat, using her tongue to clean all my cum off her daughter’s ass and pussy.

 

Exhausted, I climbed onto the bed and promptly fell asleep. I was soon joined by two beautiful women who snuggled into either side of me. Taking an upper arm each and guiding my hands onto their pussies, Lolly and Gina lay on their sides with my upper arms between their breasts.

 

Sometime early the next morning, I was awoken by the extremely pleasurable sensation of being gently blown. It was dark, so I wasn’t sure which of the two women was blowing me and didn’t really care. With an appreciative groan, I came copiously into the greedily sucking mouth affixed to my cock and immediately fell back asleep.

 

I assumed it was Lolly who had blown me because of the blow job’s expert nature. But, in the morning, with the early light shining in the room, it was Gina who had a smear of dried semen outlined where it had dripped from the corner of her mouth. She had a satisfied smile on her pretty face.

 

Trying not to wake them both, I looked for my clothes and was going to make my way out to my cab and head home when Lolly sat up. In this light, I could see I was right. Lolly had a terrifically toned and taut body with full, firm, luscious breasts. Naked, I could see where her daughter got her looks and figure from. Lolly was a definite 9.5, just as she was!

 

“Come around here about 12:00 p.m. Sunday for some lunch, John,” she told me. “I’ll take Gina to the clinic, get an IUD fitted, and get her on the pill. Then, if you’re up for it, we can continue exploring our inner slut with you?”

 

Who wouldn’t take that offer? “See you Sunday,” I said to her with a beaming smile and headed down the hall to let myself out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: Who is Gina?

 

That following Sunday, I parked my cab early and took a shower. Then I put on a pair of tight jeans, a black T-shirt, bike riding boots, and a vintage black leather bomber jacket. I jumped on my classic Indian motorcycle and rode over to Lolly’s place in time for the 12:00 O’clock lunch she had promised me.

 

My wife, the mother of my two boys, had passed away the previous autumn from kidney cancer. So, I looked forward to sampling someone else’s home cooking for a change. I’m an adequate cook, but my meals tend to be pretty basic: meat, potato, and salad. I was hoping for something a little more exciting.

 

Arriving at about 11.55 am, I’m almost always early. I thrust the kickstand out, leaned the bike over, peeled off my helmet, and unzipped the front of my jacket.

 

As I sauntered up to the front door, Lolly opened it, greeted me with a kiss on the cheek, and said, “Glad you could make it! I wasn’t sure if you were coming.”

 

“Yeah, I didn’t think to grab a phone number on my way out on Friday morning, and I didn’t want just to rock up unannounced in case you thought I was stalking you or becoming obsessed,” I replied.

 

With a smile, Lolly said, “Silly! You could have dropped by. We both would have enjoyed seeing you again. Come inside. Gina hasn’t gotten back from her young Christian woman group yet, but she just texted to say she’s on her way.”

 

Indicating I should sit at the kitchen bench again, Lolly flicked the steaming kettle back on. There was already a mug with a teaspoon standing beside it.

 

“Hey,” I said, with a big smile, “I never did get that cup of tea last time!”

 

Lolly tittered embarrassedly. “Yeah, this is the same mug I prepared on Thursday.”

 

Managing to complete the tea-making process without me molesting her, this time, Lolly handed me the mug. Then she fished around in the cupboard before bringing out a small tin filled with homemade Afghan biscuits. Afghans are an absolute favourite of mine. Somehow, she even made them crunchy, which virtually no home cook can do.

 

Leaning with her elbows on the bench opposite me, Lolly openly scrutinised me again as I sipped the tea and nibbled on a biscuit. She seemed to spend much of our time together staring at me as if she had something to say.

 

Lolly spoke just as I started to feel a little uncomfortable with the silence and being under her probing gaze.

 

“It’s probably just as well Gina’s running a little late as I needed to chat with you alone, anyway,” Lolly said.

 

“Why? What’s up?” I asked.

 

Lolly started to say something, paused, tried again, stopped, and then swore, something I was pretty sure she didn’t do very often. “Fuck!” She said. “This is so hard!”

 

Nonplussed, I said, “What is it? If you’ve changed your mind, I understand. I’ve tried to date a few times since Vicky passed away, but I’ve gotten cold feet every time.”

 

“Your wife passed away?” Lolly queried.

 

“Yeah, a little over a year ago,” I said with a slight catch in my throat. “Still hurts. We’d been together a long time.”

 

Strangely, this seemed to relax Lolly some. “I’m sorry your wife passed, John. But it actually makes what I have to say a little easier. Sorry if I sound like an uncaring bitch. Just hear me out, okay?”

 

“Confused, all I could say was “Sure.”

 

“Do you remember attending a managers conference held at The Grosvenor Hotel in downtown Sydney in the middle of winter 1988?”

 

I vaguely remembered being in Sydney around that time, but the specific dates were a little sketchy. “Kind of,” I told her.

 

“Do you remember bailing on the conference around 8:00 p.m. that night and going to that dance bar across from the hotel?”

 

Again I could kind of recall that I did, so I just sort of noncommittedly nodded and shrugged my shoulders.

 

“You were trying to chat up this late twenties woman with big boobs and auburn hair without much luck. After being shot down a second time, probably because of the wedding ring you were wearing openly on your left hand,” Lolly continued. “You took a seat at the bar beside a smallish woman with short, spiky blonde hair, wearing army pants, a white T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and Doc Martin boots, and started to chat to her instead. She said to you, ‘If it’s any consolation, she turned me down as well.’”

 

It all came rushing back to me. “You were the spiky-haired woman?” I gasped. “But her name was … was … I don’t remember, but it wasn’t Lolly!”

 

“I was going by Brigid then. That was during my university feminist/left/green/lesbian rebel stage. Do you remember what happened next?”

 

“I chugged a couple of double scotches back to back, leaned over to you, and said, facetiously, ‘I don’t suppose you’d like come back to my hotel room and screw for the night, would you?’”

 

“What did I answer?” Lolly asked.

 

“You looked me up and down searchingly. Fuck me, much like you’ve done ever since I met you this time around.” The memory of that night came flooding back to me, “Then you said, ‘Well, it looks like there’s nothing else happening here tonight, so I may as well! I’m not really into cock, so I hope you’re good at oral!’ ‘I’m fucking awesome at oral!’ I told you.”

 

“I followed you out the door, thinking you would get in a cab and I could bail after dropping you off at your hotel. But you walked across the street and entered The Grosvenor’s lobby. I thought, ‘Fuck it, I haven’t tried dick in a while. Maybe it’s improved’, and crossed with you.”

 

“I was a good guy, though,” I said to Lolly, “I didn’t try to kiss or grope you in the lobby or elevator!”

 

“You were very restrained,” Lolly reassured me. “After chugging those scotches, I thought you would have been quite tipsy, but you were in total control of yourself.”

 

“Fast metabolism,” I explained. “I can still drink most people under the table as my body processes alcohol quickly.”

 

“What did we do next?” Lolly asked.

 

“After entering my room, I took your hand and drew you to me, leaned down quite a long way because you’re way shorter than me, and kissed you on the corner of your mouth, then said, ‘I don’t even know your name?’ You replied, ‘Brigid will do for now.’ And I said, ‘Are you sure you want to do this, Brigid?’ You grabbed the back of my head, kissed me so well I thought my pants may have dropped off right then on their own, and said, ‘Yes, let’s do this!’”

 

“I pushed you back on the bed, kicked my docs off, stripped off my pants and knickers, and peeled my T-shirt off.” Lolly reminded me.

 

“You weren’t wearing a bra, even though you were a well-endowed woman even back then,” I interjected.

 

Lolly nodded. “I knelt on the bed, undid your belt, and pulled your pants and undies down.”

 

“Then you climbed up my body and, still facing forward, sat on my face and demanded that I show you those ‘awesome oral skills’ I had bragged about. So, all these years later, were they? I seem to remember you had at least three orgasms before you finally got off my face!”

 

Lolly had the good grace to blush. “You were better than 98% of the women I’d had and have dated since then. So what happened after that?”

 

“After your third or fourth orgasm, you wriggled down until you straddled my hips and took my cock in your hand. Then you guided me to the entrance of your pussy then sat down on it hard. Finally, you snarled at me, ‘Don’t you cum until I say you can!’ Then rode me to another two orgasms.”

 

“Then?” Lolly wanted to know.

 

“You said something like, ‘I don’t often cum from ‘dick in vagina’ sex, so this has been a surprise!’ as you continued to ride me. I offered to fuck you in the ass instead. You asked, ‘Why would I want to let you do that?’ I answered, ‘I know a couple of women who can’t quite get there through vaginal penetration but cum quickly and easily when ass fucked.’ You thought about it for a time, then shrugged and said, ‘I’ll give it a go, but if it hurts, I’m leaving you here with blue balls!”

 

“You were so gentle with me,” Lolly reminisced.

 

“And you were so tight! But, I’d barely gotten all the way in and started to finger your clit when …”

 

“I came very hard, then immediately popped again!”

 

“You did! It was awesome!”

 

“Sure was,” Lolly grinned at me. “It’s why I became totally bisexual. A strapon in your ass is just not the same as a cock! But, as I said Thursday night, I have the best orgasms and cum much more easily with anal than any other type of sex! Did you cum in my ass, though?”

 

“No, I wanted to slip back inside your pussy. You were so hot and wet and tight when you were riding me that I wanted to feel that again.”

 

“So you blew in my pussy?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Were you wearing a condom?”

 

Hell! It was the eighties. Aids hadn’t taken off in Australia yet, so no one wore a condom! And, if she was out in a bar trying to pick up, I had assumed she must’ve been using some kind of protection. Then, it suddenly came crashing in on me what this conversation had been getting around to.

 

“You mean Gina is my daughter?” I queried her, completely flabbergasted. “You got pregnant that night? What the fuck were you doing having unprotected sex with a complete stranger? Fuck! I did it again last night! Are you likely to be pregnant again? You’re certainly young enough!”

 

“I could ask you the exact same question, Mister!” Lolly retorted heatedly. “At least I wasn’t married! And, no, I’m on the pill, and I have an IUD fitted. So if I’m pregnant this time, it’ll be the second coming!”

 

I put my hands up in mock surrender. “I’m not judging, Lolly,” I said. “This is all just a complete bombshell to me!”

 

This seemed to mollify her. “Well, how do you think finding out you’re three months pregnant twelve weeks down the track was for me? I was wearing an IUD back then as well, but I’m in that ‘lucky’ 1% that got pregnant anyway. I had morning sickness and seemed to be getting a little ‘fat’ around my midriff, but I had an IUD so that I couldn’t be pregnant, right? I went to the doctor because I’d been ‘unwell’ every morning for about two and a half months.

 

He said, “Let’s do a pregnancy test so we can rule that out immediately.”

 

And guess what? I was! You can get a DNA test to confirm if you want. But I know for sure she’s yours because I hadn’t had sex with any male for at least six months before that night and didn’t have sex with another guy until well after Gina was born!”

 

“But you let, heck! You even encouraged and helped me to have sex with her Thursday night!” I said, in shock.

 

“Who better than her parents to make a woman out of her when I knew there was a good chance her hymen would be as tough to break as mine was? Who else would have been as gentle and patient as you were?” Lolly countered.

 

She had a point.

 

“Does Gina know?”

 

“She suspects something is up between us but doesn’t know what. She knows it’s completely unlike me even to bring someone home, let alone bang a stranger less than fifteen minutes after getting home. I’ve always told her that her father and I were in a committed relationship, but he got cold feet and ran just before she was born.”

 

“Shit, Lolly! I had no idea. My wife occasionally had her Tarot and fortune done. They all said I had three kids. Two boys and a girl, but we used to laugh and tell each other that it only proved it was all bullshit!”

 

“It’s all good,” Lolly told me. “Money is tight, but we do alright. I’ve raised a wonderful woman and am extremely proud of her! Anyway, there was no way I could find you. What was I supposed to do when I found out I was pregnant? Call The Grosvenor and say, ‘There was a managerial conference in your hotel in mid-July this year. There was a guy called John staying there. Can you give me his number? Oh? There was more than one conference and more than one John? Can you give me all of their numbers, please?’ Besides, I knew you were married and didn’t want to ruin that for you!”

 

“If I’d known, I would have at least tried to do something to help!” I informed her. “How did you come to be in Brisbane?”

 

With tears in her eyes, Lolly told me, “When I informed my parents I was pregnant, they asked who the father was. They kicked me out when I said, ‘I didn’t know’. So I thought, ‘fuck em’ and moved to Brisbane. When we first chatted in the bar, you said you were from up here. It’s a big city, but I somehow always knew we would meet again.”

 

“What do you want from me, Lolly?” I asked her. “Both of my boys still live at home. The eldest has just finished his apprenticeship and is now earning reasonable money. However, the youngest still has a year to go. I’m doing okay, so I can probably help with some money, but there’s no way I can afford to pay eighteen years of back child support along with all the interest.”

 

Lolly smiled a little whimsically. “I don’t want your money, John. Oh, if you can spare me a few quid here and there, that would be helpful, but we do okay. I just want you to be part of our lives, especially in Gina’s life. She needs a father, and she needs to know and learn all the things you can teach her.”

 

“Like how to take it up the ass and enjoy it?” I said, alluding to our first night.

 

“Yes!” Lolly said firmly, much to my surprise. “How to deep throat a cock. How to give head. How to rim an asshole. How to give and receive pleasure. How to please her man so she doesn’t spend her life alone and loveless like I have!”

 

“You’re beautiful, Lolly,” I told her. “You can still have your pick of men!”

 

“Ahh, yes. But will they love and treat Gina as they should? Or will they just use me to screw and abuse her?”

 

Shaking my head, I said, “Isn’t that what I did last night?”

 

Lolly vehemently shook her head. “You made love to our daughter, John. It was magnificent! You were so patient and gentle with her. You made her feel good. Don’t you want to do that some more?”

 

‘Well, does a bear give communion?’ I thought.

 

Just then, the door opened, and Gina waltzed in. Giving me a light peck on the cheek, Gina hugged her mum. “Hi, John. Good to see you’ve been here more than twenty minutes without being nuts deep in my mum!” She said impishly to me.

 

“You’re not too old to be spanked, Miss,” I warned her.

 

Batting her eyes coquettishly, Gina responded, “Oh, promises, promises!”

 

“Gina!” Lolly exclaimed. “Enough!”

 

Pretending to be contrite, Gina looked at the ground and mumbled, “Sorry, John.”

 

But I could see by the cheeky grin playing around her luscious lips she really wasn’t. So, pretending to be angry, I said sternly, “You’re not sorry at all! You will be shortly, though! Now get your ass over here and kneel across my thighs so I can punish you appropriately!”

 

Gina laughed, “Yes, Daddy,” she said, unaware of how true that was!

 

She strutted over to me. The breakfast bench stool I was sitting on was too high for Gina to kneel across my thighs, so she settled for stretching across them and placing her hands on the edge of the stool so she could lean over.

 

Wrapping my left arm under her left arm and across her back, I pulled her down firmly onto my upper thighs, easily supporting most of her weight as I held her down. I flipped her mid-length skirt up over her hips. She was wearing another thong, so I didn’t need to pull her knickers down, and then I smacked each ass cheek firmly three times each alternately.

 

After the first one, Gina held rock still in shock. The second one brought a gasp. After the third, she tried to wriggle off my thighs, but it was like a domestic kitten trying to wrestle a mountain lion. With the angle I was holding her, she couldn’t get any leverage to come even close to breaking free.

 

Smacking her firmly again, I said, “Hold still, or I’ll give you some more!”

 

With one last desperate wriggle, Gina subsided. The fifth smack had her biting her bottom lip. As I hoped it would, the sixth elicited a low, sensual moan. Hearing this, I quickly pulled her thong string out of her ass crack and slipped my middle finger into her pussy.

 

Using my thumb to rim her ass and to apply pressure to her rosebud, I moved my middle finger in slow, small rotations inside Gina’s cunt, scraping across her G-Spot with every revolution. It only took three slow circles and for the end of my thumb to slip a little into her knot before Gina exploded into a trembling, shaking orgasm.

 

Holding her by her upper arm up near her armpit, I let her torso and legs slip off me onto the floor, keeping her whole weight upright by only the strength of my left arm. Once Gina had settled firmly on her feet, I let go of her arm, grabbed her head gently in both of my hands and covered her tear-stained face with kisses.

 

“You actually hit me!” Gina sniffled. “I didn’t think you would actually hit me!”

 

“And you came from being spanked!” I informed her. “Tell me it didn’t feel good, and I’ll call you a liar!”

 

Gina blushed, and then, tears gone, a big smile broke out all over her face. “There’s so much for me to learn, John! Who would have thought having a dick in your ass and being spanked could give you orgasms? Thank you, big daddy man!” She then kissed me soundly.

 

Looking over at Lolly, I caught her quickly pulling her skirt down. Lolly had obviously found me spanking her daughter a big turn-on. She didn’t even have the grace to look embarrassed!

 

“If you two have quite finished, perhaps we can have some lunch now? She said primly.

 

Gina climbed up on the stool next to me. Then, with an ostentatious show of having to sit down gingerly, she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. “Do you want some help, Mum, or are you all set?”

 

“Everything is already done and in bowls.”

 

Placing dinner plates and cutlery in front of us, Lolly brought out several bowls filled with various salads and cold cuts. There was a lettuce salad with sliced boiled eggs. Also, a spinach, cashews, and pear salad. In addition, there was some thinly sliced corned silverside, cold shredded BBQ chicken, sliced tomatoes and grated carrots, and a couple of cheeses, one sliced and the other grated.

 

Lolly opened the microwave and brought out some skin on freshly boiled new potatoes. There was also a pasta salad to round things out. Various condiments like mayonnaise, balsamic vinegar dressing, mustard, and sweet pickles joined the other food items on the kitchen counter and another mug of hot tea. Dark brown and sweet, just the way I like it.

 

“Gina and I, basically, eat vegetarian, but only because the cost of meat is so prohibitive. We buy meat when we can afford to.” Lolly said without a hint of recrimination in her voice.

 

I keep a fold of $100 dills in my inside jacket pocket. Slipping a couple out of the fold when Lolly was turned away, I touched Gina’s forearm and slid them into her hand. Gina looked down. Then, with eyes growing wide, she was about to say something. Shushing her with a hand to my lips, I mouthed, “For your mum after I’ve gone.”

 

Gina nodded and placed them in her purse, which was still slung over her shoulder.

 

“What are you two whispering about?” Lolly asked with a smile.

 

I answered with a completely straight face, “We were discussing whether Gina was going to go down on you first after lunch to get you ready for me. Or whether she would watch and learn as I did it all myself!”

 

Gina slapped my jacket-covered upper arm. “Big daddy man, we were not! Actually, Mum, big Daddy here asked me to blow him whilst he was going down on you!”

 

Well, that backfired! Now I was embarrassed because I thought exactly that!

 

Without even the hint of a smile, Lolly appeared to consider these options carefully. Then, still totally straight-faced, said, “If John is happy to stay the night again, I can’t see why we can’t try all three scenarios, plus some others, so why limit ourselves?”

 

Damn! I would hate to have to play poker against that woman!

 

We ate at the kitchen bench. Gina and I sat on the two stools, and Lolly leant on the counter across from us. Now she had revealed the secret she had held so tightly for so long, Lolly seemed a lot more relaxed than the last time I was with her. She no longer gazed searchingly at me every time she thought I wasn’t watching.

 

The food was so good I had seconds and then thirds. The spinach, cashews, and pear salad were a particular delight. After eating our fill, Lolly suggested Gina and I sit on the lounge, and she’d bring more tea.

 

I sat in the middle of the three-seater couch, hoping my two girls would sit on either side of me when Lolly returned. Then, I stretched out as far as I could, put my hands behind my head, and my feet on the footstool.

 

“I’m stuffed,” I told Gina as she sat beside me and snuggled in with her head on my shoulder.

 

“Stuffed tired or stuffed full?” Gina inquired.

 

“Yes!” I facetiously replied.

 

“Well, I guess if you’re ‘stuffed tired’, I’m just going to have to wake you up!”

 

With that, Gina dropped to her knees in front of me. Then, she pushed my feet off the stool and my knees apart before moving between them. Next, she unzipped my jeans and fished my rapidly stiffening 7-inch dick out of my underwear.

 

“My Gawd,” she said. “It was dark in Mum’s room last night. I didn’t realise you were this big! How did it ever fit up my ass?”

 

‘Bend over, my little slut, and I’ll show you!” I thought. “Awww … 7 inches isn’t all that big,” Is all I said to her.

 

“The average length of an Australian male’s penis is five and three-quarter inches, according to my biology studies,” Gina informed me.

 

I just shrugged. Gina was holding the middle of my shaft and gently stroking up and down. ‘You’re going to have to hold that much more firmly and stroke much harder and faster if you want your cum reward,’ I thought.

 

Staring at my cock fixedly, Gina slowly leaned forward and took the tip of its head in her mouth. Licking lightly, Gina tentatively tasted the little bit of precum that was leaking from the eye.

 

“It’s kind of salty and slimy,” she said. “But I like the taste! What does cum taste like?”

 

“Depends on the man's diet and whether he is a smoker or not,” I told her.

 

“You’ve tasted cum?” Gina asked, a little shocked.

 

“Sex is sex, male, female, somewhere in between, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the physical and emotional connection, not what they have between their legs,” I lectured her.

 

“Here, here!” said Lolly, bringing our teas into the room.

 

Putting the three mugs on the coffee table, Lolly knelt beside her daughter between my thighs.

 

“Let me show you, my baby girl,” Lolly told Gina.

 

Taking hold of my shaft about two inches below the glans, Lolly gathered some saliva in her mouth and formed her lips into a perfect O before taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Then, she swirled her tongue the outside of the whole head. Letting her head bob, Lolly slowly accepted all of my shaft, down to her grasping hand, into her mouth. In this position, she had about a third of my length in her willing mouth.

 

Lifting her head and letting my cock slide back out, Lolly turned her head towards Gina and said, “Here, you try. Let your saliva glands run free. The wetter and more slippery your mouth is, the slipperier you’ll make his dick. And the easier you’ll be able to swallow it.” Lolly instructed Gina.

 

A little exasperated, Gina said, “I’ve given blow jobs before, mum! I’ve just never let them cum in my mouth or swallowed.”

 

“Not good ones, I’d bet!” Lolly said scathingly.

 

“They all came!” Gina answered smugly.

 

“Boys as old as you, eighteen? Or men aged thirty-five+?” Lolly asked.

 

“One was twenty-one,” Gina muttered embarrassedly.

 

“Wow!” Lolly said. “That old, huh?”

 

Gina looked down. “Show me how to do it properly, then!” She further muttered.

 

“Thank you, my love,” Lolly said sarcastically. “I believe I was!”

 

I felt a little extraneous to needs at this point, but with a few firm tugs and a quick swirl of her tongue, Lolly quickly gathered my full attention once more. Pointing the head of my cock towards Gina, Lolly said, “Do what I showed you.”

 

Gina lowered her head onto the head of my cock, swirling her tongue around my glans, just as her mother had demonstrated. Then, moving slowly, Gina’s lips soon pressed against Lolly’s fist.

 

“Well done, my girl,” Lolly told her. “Now comes the harder part because, not far past here, his cock is going to hit your gag reflex.”

 

Lifting her head off my cock, Gina said to her mum, “Isn’t that as far as you can go? Don’t you throw up if you try to go down any further?”

 

“Oh, my poor naïve, innocent girl, I’ve had cocks as big as fourteen inches swallowed all the way down to their pubic bone, the heads down into my oesophagus!” Lolly informed her triumphantly.

 

“OMFG, mum, TMI (Too Much Information)!” Lolly, totally shocked, said.

 

“Don’t worry, my baby girl. Mummy’s going to teach you how to do it, too!” Lolly told her with a smile.

 

I was beginning to wonder what my role here was. It seemed it was just to provide the cock for Lolly to instruct on. I didn’t really mind, though. I hadn’t gotten head from Lolly before, and I was already anticipating giving my new-found daughter a mouthful of my cum.

 

Lolly let go of my shaft and placed her daughter’s hand on it in the same place. “Let your hand slip a little lower on John’s shaft, then start over, as before,” Lolly instructed her daughter.

 

Gina moved her tiny hand downwards about an inch and a half and tried to swallow me again. Just as her lips neared her clenched fist, the head of my cock hit her gag reflex. With a retch, Gina coughed my cock out of her mouth, her eyes instantly watering and smearing her mascara.

 

I love that look! So slutty!

 

“Good,” Lolly said. “We’ve hit the first hurdle. Unfortunately, I can’t show you this as I trained my gag reflex to not react to being touched by a cock years ago …”

 

“You’re saying you can swallow all of John’s cock without gagging?” Gina said disbelievingly.

 

Lolly just sniffed then, pushed her daughter aside, and wrapped her hand around my balls. Pulling on them quite painfully to separate them from being against my shaft in the ‘ready to cum’ position. Lolly wrapped her beautiful full lips around my cock’s head in a perfect ‘O’. Then, with one swift downward bob of her head, she swallowed all of my seven inches in one smooth action all the way down until her nose was pressed against my shaved pubic bone.

 

Next, Lolly sealed her lips around my shaft and flattened her tongue along the length of my dick. With her tongue pressed snugly against that most sensitive place just below my penis’ eye, Lolly sucked, gently at first, then more insistently.

 

Despite my balls being pulled down and away and being squeezed quite severely, I nearly blew my load right there and then! I had to throw my thoughts away from the sensations happening to my cock, and what Lolly was doing to it. Instead, I thought about Bronwyn Bishop in a tutu asking me to ‘come fuck her’ to prevent losing my load down Lolly’s greedy throat.

 

“I … I … well, fuck!” That was all Gina could say.

 

Letting my cock slide backward out of her mouth Lolly said glibly, “No, fucking comes after cunnilingus, which comes after head!” Then, smiling, she lectured Gina, “The porn videos always have it wrong! They always show the man going down on the woman before the woman gives the man head, and then they start to fuck. But if you do it that way, most guys will be lucky to last more than five strokes before they blow!

 

“The correct order is to get your man in the mood with a lot of teasing and stroking and a small amount of oral, then get him to work on warming you up. It will take the average man less than five minutes from the first arousal to blowing if you let him. A woman, however, needs at least twenty minutes unless she’s been warming herself up first!”

 

Gina knelt back, looking at her mother wonderingly.

 

“I wasn’t always your mother, Gina!” Lolly told her. “I had a life before then.”

 

“But you had me so young I just assumed my dad was your first,” Gina almost wailed.

 

“I was at university when I got pregnant with you. Did you think I was celibate all that time?”

 

“I guess I never really thought about it,” Gina said uncomfortably.

 

“No, my love, like most eighteen-year-olds at uni, away from home for the first time, I experimented often and vigorously. I was mostly with girls in those days, though. All girl dorms will do that to you!” Lolly said to her.

 

In utter disbelief, Gina asked, “You were a lesbian?”

 

“No, I just preferred girls to boys back then. But, as John said, sex is just sex, and with the right person, regardless of their gender, it’s wonderful!”

 

“So, Dad, was the right person?” Gins queried.

 

“Very much so!” Lolly answered with a smile and a glance at me.

 

Catching the glance, Gina, who was obviously not a stupid girl, made an insightful leap.

 

“You mean John here is my daddy? My actual real biological father? But … but you helped me give him my virginity on Thursday night! What the fuck?”

 

“And I ate your pussy and let you eat mine,” Lolly reminded her. “Tell me you didn’t love every second of it. Tell me you haven’t been using your hairbrush to masturbate and fuck yourself with fantasising about what we were going to be doing this afternoon and tonight ever since. Tell me that if you dare to tell that big a lie!”

 

“Well, my hymen rupturing wasn’t much fun,” Gina said, making a small moue with her mouth. “But, yes, it was fucking awesome … literally, I guess!” And a big smile broke out over her face. Turning to me, she said, “Are you really my father, big daddy man?”

 

“I really don’t know, Gina,” I answered truthfully. “It’s all news to me, too. But, from what your mum told me of the night you were conceived, it adds up unless you’re either way older or younger than your mum says. We can get a paternity test to confirm if you’d like, but I’m happy to claim you as mine if you’d like me to?”

 

Tears were shining in Gina’s eyes. “My own daddy to have and to love! I’ve always wanted to have one and wished there was some way to find out who he was.” Suddenly looking crestfallen, she said, “I guess we shouldn’t be fucking anymore, then?”

 

Lolly immediately piped in. “Why on earth would you think that? I was about 99% sure John was your father the moment I got a good look at him in the cab. If I was against what happened after then, would I have let it happen? No, if John wants, we’re going to be family—a very close, loving family who enjoy each other’s bodies as well as their companionship and minds.

 

“John is an excellent lover. Who better to teach you all you need to know about sex and love than a superb lover who is also your own father? Of course, society will tell you what we’re doing is wrong, so us all being lovers will have to be our secret. But inside these four walls, nothing will be off-limits. Nothing will be taboo! What do you think, John, Gina?”

 

Hey! Call me an old perve if you want, but I definitely wanted to continue sampling the charms of Shephard women! (Lolly and Gina’s last name.)

 

Gina threw her arms around her mother, with happy tears streaming down her face. Gina straddled the still-kneeling Lolly and covered her mother’s face with kisses. “Thank you, mummy. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

 

“For what? Lolly asked.

 

“Finding my father and bringing him into our lives. You’ll have to tell me the true story of how I came to be later. But for now, I’m just so happy!”

 

She kissed Lolly some more. Lolly reached up between them and cupped her daughter’s breasts. Thumbing Gina’s nipples, Lolly pinched them between her thumb and forefinger and gave them a gentle tweak and twist.

 

With a groan, Gina’s kisses became more fervent and more intense. Quickly undoing the buttons on Gina’s blouse, Lolly pushed it back off her daughter’s shoulders, exposing Gina’s creamy white push-up bra. Not that Gina’s nubile double-D tits needed much ‘pushing up’. The bra did emphasise her cleavage, though. Which I think was the point!

 

Reaching under Gina’s skirt, Lolly fingered Gina through her thong. Lifting up so her mum could raise her skirt above her hips. Gina then tugged Lolly’s T-shirt out from the waistband of Lolly’s full-length skirt and lifted it over her mother’s head. Doing this revealed another creamy push-up bra.

 

Flinging the T-shirt aside, Gina took Lolly’s breasts in her hands and pushed them together. Tonguing the globes and sensitive skin between them, Gina soon had Lolly’s breath coming in short gasps.

 

‘My girls have been experimenting together,’ I thought. Not believing Gina would have known how to turn Lolly on so quickly before Thursday night’s awakening. Not wanting to miss out on the action, I shrugged off my leather jacket and dropped my jeans. Kicking off my boots and socks and stepping out of my jeans, but leaving my T-shirt on, I got off the couch and took a step over to where mother and daughter were still passionately kissing.

 

My nicely sized 7-inch dick stood at full attention, watching my daughter and her mother make out.

 

Bending my knees slightly, I pushed the head of my cock against Lolly’s pursed and kissing lips. Pulling her head back a little, Lolly let my cock slide between hers and Gina’s lips. Then, lashing my glans with her tongue, Lolly continued to exchange fevered kisses with Gina.

 

Looking up at me, a little surprised as she felt my cock slide across her lips, Gina turned her head and moved it forward. Around the first three inches of my dick slid easily into her greedily sucking mouth. Wrapping her hand around my shaft, Gina attempted to take more of my length deeper into the back of her throat. Once more, the head of my cock hit her gag reflex. Retching again, Gina had to move her head back.

 

“This time, as you accept his cock into the back of your mouth, when you feel it nearing your gag reflex, swallow quickly two or three times and hold still,” Lolly explained to Gina. “Once you feel the need to hurl fade, swallow again and move forward a little more. It’ll take some time, but we have plenty. Keep going forward, swallowing and waiting before repeating. You’ll soon get the hang of it and be able to let his cock slide past your tonsils without wanting to vomit.”

 

Letting my dick slip out of her mouth Gina turned to her mother and said, “So, it’s just a matter of persevering until your gag reflex learns to not react to being touched?” She asked.

 

“Pretty much,” Lolly confirmed. “The twin keys are plenty of saliva, not usually a problem because your mouth will drool saliva with a cock in your mouth and banging on your gag reflex, and lots of swallowing to overcome the reflex.”

 

Gina looked fetchingly up at me, her twin mounds heaving in a very visually pleasing way, and asked, “Will you help me, Daddy?”

 

Gina’s mascara had formed ‘panda eyes’ because of the tears flowing from the gag reflex retching. She looked both wrecked and slutty and wantonly and willingly desperate to please. She was gorgeous and almost sexually irresistible, so who was I to refuse?

 

Nodding my head, I avidly watched as she tried, once more, to take my whole length. This time, swallowing swiftly, Gina suddenly allowed my cock to slide past her gag reflex and down her throat without retching.