Family Taboo Triangle, Mom gets pulled into a taboo relationship.. Meredith made her way to the window when she heard a car pull into the driveway. As expected, it was her daughter’s Corolla. But as the driver’s door opened, a young man climbed out, and he was even more impressive than the Facebook photos had suggested. He wore a faded blue t-shirt that clung to his athletic frame, tan shorts and flip flops. When her daughter, Elizabeth, came up alongside him as they walked up to the house, Meredith realized how tall he was, standing probably six inches above her daughter.
Elizabeth opened the door and yelled out, “Mom, we’re here!”
“Welcome home, honey,” Meredith said as she came from the living room and embraced her daughter. “Mike, welcome,” she said, reaching out her hand then awkwardly embracing the young man in a hug. She immediately noticed the taught muscles of his back and arms and felt her face flush.
Meredith hoped as she stepped back that the color in her face or the look in her eyes wouldn’t give her away. Elizabeth’s boyfriend was indeed tall with an athletic build. His short dark hair, expressive brown eyes, and square jaw made her heart flutter despite herself as he looked into her eyes and smiled.
Mike could barely hide his surprise and delight upon meeting Beth’s mother. She was her daughter’s height, perhaps slightly taller, but with fuller curves making up her hourglass figure. While Beth’s hair was red and cut short at the jawline (which he found incredibly sexy), her mother’s was more auburn and shoulder-length. “Thanks for having me, Ms. Green.”
Meredith immediately noticed that he knew to use “Ms.” since she had been divorced from her husband for almost nine months. It had been a little over a year since she had last had sex – the last time with her husband during a last ditch effort to re-kindle their marriage.
Before they arrived, Beth had suggested Mike sleep in the guest room to avoid any awkwardness. When they wanted to be alone, Beth could come down to the guest room, which was a floor removed from her mother’s bedroom. They went to their respective rooms to drop off their luggage.
“Hey, mom!” Beth yelled from her bedroom a few minutes later, “We were thinking of going out to the pool and taking advantage of the sun while we can.”
“Good idea; I’ll make a pitcher of lemonade.”
“You’ll join us, won’t you?” It was less a question than a statement; Mike’s voice was not deep but still masculine and commanding in tone.
Meredith turned to answer and felt a sensation she hadn’t felt in years as she visibly (and obviously) reacted to what she saw. Mike stood there in dark red board shorts and nothing else, his muscular body in full display. He was built like a swimmer, with broad shoulders and defined muscles.
When her voice returned, she replied, “I…uh…I’m…I’m sure you want to be alone with Beth.”
“Of course,” he replied in an easy tone, “but there’s plenty of time for that. I’d like to get to know you; that’s one of the reasons I came.”
Flummoxed, Meredith wasn’t sure how to respond, “I…”
“Go put on a bathing suit and join us,” he said, smiling a beat later to soften his request.
Meredith smiled, nodded, and turned to go upstairs to her bedroom to find a bathing suit. She was halfway up the stairs before she realized what she had agreed to; it didn’t stop her however from digging through her dresser and changing into one of her bathing suits.
Mike was daydreaming about seeing Meredith’s curves on full display when Beth came downstairs in a green bikini that immediately captured his undivided attention. Beth’s porcelain skin was flawless, the bikini accentuating her full breasts and tight, round butt.
“Come here,” he said, pulling her to him for a kiss.
Beth allowed herself to fall into Mike’s muscular body. She loved the feel of his hands on her – urgent with desire as if he couldn’t contain himself. She felt his hardening manhood press against her belly as she whispered, “Fuck, baby you look good.”
“Let’s go,” he said, “before I change my mind and take you right here.”
When Meredith came out to the pool, both Beth and Mike were in the water. She placed the pitcher of lemonade on the small, round deck table and settled into one of the four lounge chairs.
Mike’s level of arousal was already high when Beth’s mother came out to the pool; as she bent over to place the pitcher on the table, he felt his manhood press achingly against the inside of his board shorts. She wore a purple, one-piece with a halter top that showed off her shapely legs, round ass, and ample breasts. She reminded him of a pinup model, perhaps a little past her prime, but still incredibly sexy and alluring.
Meredith couldn’t help but stare as Mike climbed out of the pool behind Elizabeth, his muscles flexing as he pulled himself up. As he poured a glass for Beth and himself, Meredith asked, “So, you’re a grad student, Mike?”
“Yes,” he replied, “Beth took a class I was a TA for.”
“Is it okay for you to be dating since you’re her TA?”
“Well, we keep it on the down-low,” he replied. “I couldn’t resist your daughter,” he said, reaching out and pulling Beth to him until she fell into his arms. He kissed her neck as he wrapped his arms around her.
Meredith learned that Mike and Beth had been dating for three months, and that he was 24 and had just completed his masters degree. He was staying in the area to work during the summer at a museum before going back to begin work on his doctorate in American history. Although he would probably teach for some time, his dream job was to work at the Smithsonian.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a geek that looked…well…like you,” Meredith said, embarrassed by her comment as soon as it left her lips.
“Yeah,” he replied, “I think I’ve surprised more than one professor over the years,” he said with a smile that left Meredith squirming in her chair, secretly wishing she was in her daughter’s place lying between his legs.
Mike noticed how Beth’s mother was looking at him. Earlier, he had seen the way she had given him the once-over, but now it was more deliberate, while still trying to do so with stealth. When Beth jumped in for one more dip in the pool, Meredith’s gaze was obvious as he observed her out of the corner of his eye. That’s when Mike made a decision. He enjoyed the game of seduction, and he especially enjoyed being in control. It was one of the things that drew him to Elizabeth – her willingness to experiment and be submissive to him. The fact that she was a strong, intelligent young woman made it that much more satisfying.
They had experimented with sex in public spaces like the school library and the department store dressing room. He even convinced her to suck him off on his apartment balcony a couple times, knowing full well that people could be watching from across the street. In fact, just the other night they made love on his balcony in full view of the young couple across the courtyard, who were standing in their bedroom window, watching. At first when Beth noticed them watching, she wanted to move inside. Mike told her how beautiful and sexy she was. “Look at them,” he had said, “they can’t keep their eyes off you. They want you…but they cant have you. Do you feel that?” He had placed her hand over the crotch of his pants, which did little to conceal his state of arousal. “I want you. I want to take you now, in front of them, to show them that you belong to me.” Beth had begun grinding her ass against his engorged cock and playing with her breasts through her blouse as she looked across the courtyard, drunk with desire. “Take off your jeans,” Mike said. Beth hesitated only for a moment, but the desire in the couple’s eyes as they held each other and watched was intoxicating. She slowly pushed first her jeans, then her panties, to the floor. The coolness of the air against her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine. The man from across the courtyard kissed the woman’s neck and fondled her breasts. “See what you’re doing to them?” Mike said. Beth heard him unzip his fly, a moment later feeling his cock resting against the crack of her ass. The thickness and weight of his manhood made her shudder in anticipation. As he entered her pussy, already wet and ready for him, Beth felt empowered like she never had before, as the woman dropped to her knees and took her lover into her mouth. Mike gave the slightest of nods to his friend, whom he hoped to introduce to Beth sometime soon, before burying his cock to the hilt.
As Mike took a sip of his lemonade, he wondered if Beth’s mother had the same adventurous streak as her daughter. He would enjoy finding out.
* * * *
Meredith awoke from her dream groggy and thirsty. She could still feel the faint touch of her lover as she looked over at the bedside clock – 12:30. She slipped out of bed and went downstairs to get something cold to drink. It was on her way back, past the guest bedroom, that she heard a noise. Her heart skipped a beat as she stopped in her tracks and realized what she was hearing. As she moved closer to the door, the distinct noise of flesh against flesh coupled with the moans of pleasure from her daughter mouth, sent Meredith’s head spinning. Leaning against the door, Meredith closed her eyes and allowed her mind to wander as the sound of her daughter being fucked by Mike flooded her ears. It didn’t take much imagination on her part to replace the image of her daughter with herself as her right hand dropped down and inside her panties. Surprised by her own level of arousal, Meredith let her middle finger slip between her lips, and gasped as she easily slipped it inside. The room fell silent for a moment and Meredith momentarily panicked, wondering if they were done, or worse, heard her at the door.
“Please, baby, fuck me,” she heard Elizabeth plead.
“Later. Suck it first.”
Meredith continued, now with two fingers inside as she imagined sucking Mike’s cock.
“Goddamn, that feels good,” Mike groaned, “yeah, lick my balls…fuck,” he hissed.
Drunk with desire, Meredith leaned on her shoulder against the door jam to free up her other hand, allowing her to rub her clit while the fingers from her other hand were still buried deep inside.
“Turn around,” Mike ordered, his voice both firm and loving.
“Fuck!” Elizabeth gasped.
Meredith’s fingers moved in rhythm with the couple, her daughter’s moans growing in intensity with each penetrating thrust. As the tone of Elizabeth’s voice changed, signaling she was on the verge of coming, Meredith felt a flush of warmth surge throughout her body as she was close to reaching her own orgasm.
“Deeper baby, deeper,” Elizabeth urged, “take it…it’s yours!”
The bed creaked loudly as Mike thrust hard and deep into Elizabeth, her squeals of pleasure taking Meredith over the edge. She ripped her panties to the ground and fingered herself until her legs quaked from the force of her orgasm. It took all of her will not to scream out as she leaned heavily against the wall and rode the wave of pleasure that rocked her trembling body. As her orgasm slowly receded, Meredith heard Mike groan uncontrollably, his voice hoarse. It was almost enough to make her want to come again, but she thought better of it and went back to her bedroom, falling to her bed exhausted.
The next morning, Mike was the first to wake up, the cool breeze from the open window giving him a chill. His senses next became aware of the familiar scent of jasmine from Beth’s shampoo, and he looked down to see her lying next to him, still naked save for her panties. He flirted with the idea of waking her but she was sleeping so peacefully, her breaths deep and steady, that he decided to let her be. Throwing on his pajama bottoms, he opened the door and immediately caught sight of a pair of white, cotton panties lying near the entrance. He looked around, and seeing no one around, picked them up and brought them to his nose as he took in the faint scent of arousal that he knew belonged to Beth’s mother. Deciding to have a little fun, he walked as quietly as he could upstairs and dropped them at the foot of Meredith’s bedroom door, then went down to make a pot of coffee.
When Meredith awoke, the first thing she noticed, besides the smell of coffee brewing, was that she was missing her panties. Not finding them in her bed or anywhere on the bedroom floor, she began to panic as her memory of the night before crystalized in her mind. When she found them outside her door, knowing full well she hadn’t left them there, she felt of mixture of horror, anxiety, and arousal. If her panties were left by her bedroom door, it meant only one thing, and that was both scary and promising.
Later that morning, Meredith, Beth, and Mike were out by the pool. As always, Beth was swimming laps – she couldn’t help herself; she had always been like a fish. Mike was lying in the lounge chair next to Meredith.
When Beth was at the other end of the pool, Mike whispered, “Go inside and get to a window where you can see the pool.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Go inside and wait by a window where you can see the pool; I want to show you something. It’s a surprise but I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Beth was on her way back when Meredith got up, confused but intrigued, and went inside. She climbed to the second floor and looked out the hallway window where she had full view of the pool. A couple of minutes passed before Mike got up and lowered himself into the water as Beth swam her way back toward the deck. Mike grabbed her and she squealed with delight. They kissed, deeply and passionately – Meredith could feel their desire from where she stood and it made her heart flutter. Why was she feeling this way? Mike was good looking but this was getting out of hand. Why had she let him talk her into this?
It was then that Mike turned Beth around so she faced away from him as he kissed her neck and held her body close to his. He whispered something into her ear and reached down. It took a moment for Meredith to realize he had pulled down his shorts and was now rubbing himself against Beth. The look on her daughter’s face told the story. Her eyes closed, Beth bit her lip as Mike rubbed his cock against her. When he reached down again, it was obvious he was moving her bikini bottom to the side, preparing to enter her from behind. Meredith wanted to turn away from the window, but instead she watched, transfixed by it all. Mike’s eyes met hers as he wrapped one arm around Beth’s waist while the other pressed against her breasts in an embrace as he entered her.
She heard her daughter groan then catch herself as she covered her mouth. Meredith watched as Mike fucked her daughter from behind slowly, methodically, making her feel every inch of his manhood (which she imagined was quite substantial). As her daughter’s face contorted in ecstasy, Meredith stared into the young man’s eyes, which were hard and intense and unwavering. He knew what he wanted and he was taking it – and on top of it all, he was saying, “and not only is there nothing you can do about it, but I know you wished it was you being fucked right now…”
How did I get myself into this, Meredith thought as she continued to stand there in the window. Watching Mike fuck her daughter, Meredith unconsciously squeezed her large breasts in her hands, pinching the erect nipples through her bathing suit. She saw a smile come across Mike’s face, and in response, pulled down the top of her bathing suit and exposed her tits…for him. He wrapped his hand around her daughter’s throat and picked up the pace. Beth’s mouth was agape as she place her hands on the deck for support and took everything Mike gave her, pushing back on his cock each time he pulled away. Meredith tried to imagine what it would feel like to have Mike’s hand around her throat, his cock inside her pussy. Would he enjoy her pussy as much as he was obviously enjoying Beth’s? While her daughter’s curves conformed to a tight, young body, how would Mike feel about fucking Meredith from behind, her bubble butt smacking against him with each thrust? His eyes remained locked on hers as he groaned at the force of his orgasm, coming inside her daughter as she watched helplessly.
That afternoon, Meredith met Karen – one of her best friends – for lunch at Meredith’s request. She had called Karen minutes after the pool incident and told her she needed to talk; Karen suggested they go out for lunch.
“So, Beth’s home,” Meredith began as their Sauvignon Blancs arrived.
“Oh,” Karen replied, “is that why you called? Did you two have a fight?”
“No, no. She brought home a guy…her boyfriend; they’ve been going out for about three months.”
“Okay,” she replied, “what’s the problem?”
“The problem,” Meredith said with a sigh, “is that he’s an absolute stud.” She paused, then continued, “and he has made it pretty clear…he wants me.”
“What?!” Karen exclaimed in a loud whisper.
Meredith nodded and took a big sip from her glass of wine. “He’s made it abundantly clear that he would like nothing more than to say he’s had mother and daughter.”
“How do you know? Could it just be your imagination?”
Meredith scoffed at the suggestion, “No. Let’s just say I am absolutely certain.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I know what I should do,” Meredith replied, “but it’s too late for that.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, let’s just say that I haven’t shut him down.” As soon as she spoke the words, she felt guilty.
“Meredith, this is your daughter’s boyfriend. He’s obviously a player who just wants another conquest. Personally, I think it’s sick that he wants to have sex with Beth and,” she whispered, “her mother. What kind of person does that?”
The kind of person that knows he can get away with it, Meredith thought.
“You’re right,” Meredith finally said, not completely convinced, “I need to shut him down and let him know there’s chance.” Meredith almost convinced herself she would do it, but as she drove back home, the closer she got to the house, the more conflicted she became. She didn’t want to betray Beth but she also was sex-starved – and he was this hot, young guy – what was she going to do? She didn’t know but she figured she would soon find out.
* * * *
Elizabeth wiggled her panties down her shapely legs that were the result (at least in part) of riding her bike to campus no matter the weather, and kicked them to the side before stepping into the shower. She loved the feel of the hot water cascading down her body from the rain shower head her mother had recently installed in the upstairs guest bathroom. She often found herself, especially on the weekends, spending extra time in the shower, savoring the sensation. Maybe just for a minute, she thought, as she rubbed and pinched her sensitive nipples, her thoughts drifting to her boyfriend, and the clandestine sex they had the previous night in the downstairs family room, her mother just two floors away. Within seconds, her nipples were fully erect, allowing Beth to pinch and pull them away from her ample bosom. She moaned softly when she let her hand fall to her womanhood and felt the extent of her desires. Placing her other hand against the tiled wall, Beth decided that she couldn’t wait for Mike; she needed to come now.
He eased the door open until he could clearly see her through the glass shower door. She was facing away from him, her hands running over her smooth skin as she rinsed the soap from her body. He took in the erotic site before his eyes: her legs, though short in length, were toned and beautifully sculpted; his cock twitched in his pants when he took in the sight of her full, round ass – how he couldn’t wait to touch it, to spank it, to fuck it; the swell of her substantial breasts was evident as she turned her body slightly; her porcelain complexion and shoulder-length, red hair that clung wet to her cheek was almost enough to make him completely lose control.
He eased his pants down, revealing his thick manhood, already semi-erect. As he tossed his shirt to the floor, he formulated in his mind how he would take her, then smiled slightly before moving swiftly and silently.
Meredith couldn’t help but picture Mike as she thought about touching herself; that’s when she heard a noise behind her. Before she could turn to see what it was, a pair of strong hands seized hold of her – one hand covering her mouth, stifling a scream; the other holding her tightly to his bare chest, his large hand partly covering her left breast. A new level of panic set in when she realized he was naked. Her mind raced for solutions. Her arms were pinned against her chest. She could try to push him against the wall with her legs, she thought. When she felt the swell of his manhood against her butt, she knew she didn’t have much time. His breath was hot against her ear as she tried to make sense of it all.
His left hand went from her mouth to her throat as Meredith gasped for air. “Please,” she croaked, “please.”
She heard him chuckle just before she felt him at her entrance, which was wet from not only the shower but from her earlier arousal. Her heart felt like it was going to explode in her chest, it was beating so hard. The man’s hold on her throat was absolute; there would be no escape. Her thoughts went to her daughter. Was she safe? Where was her boyfriend? Why hadn’t they heard the intruder? Meredith heard him grunt as his cock penetrated her body; she heard a groan escape her own lips when she felt the thickness of his cock splitting her wide. His girth was substantial, and she cursed her body for slowly accommodating his size. She wanted to scream out but she couldn’t. Instead, Meredith felt paralyzed as the man’s abdomen finally kissed her bottom and they stood motionless for a moment, his cock buried to the hilt.
He held her tight to him as he used her for his own pleasure. He was tall, and judging from the glimpse she got of his arm, athletic. He said nothing. The only sounds in the room were of the running water, the slap of skin hitting skin, his low guttural noises, and gasps of pain and pleasure escaping from Meredith’s lips. She hated to admit it, but there was a very small part of her that was drawing some perverse pleasure from the way his cock felt inside her and the way she had been taken like he couldn’t control himself – as if, in some strange way, she had some semblance of control over him – it was a foolish thought, but it helped her cope with the gravity of the situation. Meredith wished she had the strength to break free from him. When she tried to struggle from his grasp, he tightened his grip around her throat and waist and buried himself inside her, grinding his body against hers. His one hand still on her throat, the man ‘s other hand squeezed her tit, torturing her sensitive nipples, before continuing down her body until his fingers found her clit. She tried to fight the animalistic urges swelling from deep inside when she heard him speak for the first time.
“This is what you’ve wanted, isn’t it?”
That’s when she knew. That’s when she gave in to her primal instincts and knocked down the wall she had put up between the sensation of his cock perfectly hitting her g-spot with each hard thrust and her emotions. His grip around her throat tightened slightly and his rhythm quickened as she felt his thickness swell inside her, the rhythm of his fingers on her clit faltering.
“Fuck,” he hissed as he quickly pulled out and shot his load all over her lower back and ass. He watched with amazement as line after line covered the woman’s beautiful butt.
Her protective wall now down, the feel of him shooting his load all over her body sent Meredith over the edge. Her arms now free, she reached back and pulled his muscular body to her, using his massive frame for support as she lost control of her body as he continued to rub her clit, convulsing under the weight of the most violent and delicious orgasm she could recall.
He loosened his grip as Meredith turned to face him.
“Where’s Beth?”
“In the shower,” he said with a slight chuckle.
“What have I done?” she asked rhetorically, burying her face in her hands. Meredith couldn’t believe it. She felt like she was in the middle of a Lifetime movie.
If I’m going to get what I want, I need to act quickly, Mike thought. He placed his hand on the back of Meredith’s neck and pulled her to him, kissing her fully on the lips, simultaneously tasting her desire and putting her worries at ease, as he took her hand and placed it on his semi-erect cock. Instinctively, Meredith began to stroke it, thoughts of her daughter receding into the background as Mike’s cock swelled in her hand.
“Please,” she whispered after a few moments, “fuck me again” She could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth, but the feel of this young man’s cock in her hand – so hard, so ready – she couldn’t think straight. Here was a virile, young stud and he wanted her. God help her, she loved it.
“Maybe tonight,” he said, kissing her again and squeezing her round ass. “Beth’s going to be expecting me; I told her last night that I’d come up after I showered.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked, still stroking his manhood.
“Fuck her,” he said matter-of-factly, then turned, dressed, and left.
* * * *
Beth finished dressing after her shower, and used her flatiron to style her hair. Despite the orgasm she had brought herself to in the shower, she still felt a deep need in her gut and she wondered when Mike was going to get his ass in gear. She pictured his athletic body and big cock and wondered if she should just make herself come again. She knew their relationship was likely not to last – he had just finished graduate school; she had just finished her freshman year – but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun. They had met when Mike was the grad assistant for a history class Beth had to take. He had made the first move, asking her to a party. It wasn’t long before she was consistently staying at his apartment off campus. Besides his obvious assets, what she enjoyed most about their relationship was how he took control, and she loved the way he made her feel – wanted and protected. She never had to guess what he was feeling. Mike lusted after her, wanted her, and took what he wanted…and she loved it.
There was a soft knock at the door before Mike came in, already dressed.
“What took you so long?” she asked. “I was about to get myself off on my own!”
“Mmmm…I’d like to see that some time,” Mike said with a smile, “but not right now,” he said, stepping forward and reaching out to strip off Beth’s clothing. “Right now, I need to taste that beautiful pussy.”
Meredith walked quickly down the stairs, trying to ignore her daughter’s closed bedroom door and what that meant. She also tried to come to grips with what had just occurred – did she really just have sex with her daughter’s boyfriend? Was the desire swelling from within real? Was she really willing to act on her lustful feelings, no matter the cost to her own daughter’s feelings? She made breakfast – her daughter’s favorite, poached eggs on toast with a side of bacon – was it her way of apologizing for something her daughter knew nothing about? If so, it hardly tipped the scales, she thought as Beth and Mike came downstairs.
“Wow, thanks, mom,” Meredith said. “See,” she said, taking Mike’s hand, “isn’t my mom the best?”
Meredith looked into Mike’s eyes as he responded.
“Yes. Yes, she is.”
During breakfast, as Mike noticed the conflict in Meredith’s eyes, a plan came together in his mind. He smiled, thanked her for making breakfast, and felt his heart quicken in anticipation for what was hopefully to come.
* * * *
That evening, while Mike and Beth went out to dinner, Meredith stayed in, unable to get what had happened that morning out of her mind. Neither could she forget the promise of an encore. Should she stay up and wait for them to return? Would he come to her in the middle of the night? Should she go to him? Was she crazy to think he wanted her again? Was he done with her now that he had had her? What would her daughter think if she found out? Would she ever forgive her?
When Mike and Beth returned from dinner at around 10:15, it didn’t take Meredith long to realize that her daughter, while not drunk, was…happily buzzed. Mike, on the other hand, seemed completely sober though he said he had two glasses of wine, the same as Beth. Her daughter had obviously inherited her mother’s tolerance for alcohol, she thought. Meredith didn’t want to get her hopes up, but as the three of them talked in the living room, she searched Mike’s eyes for a sign; he gave none.
After about 20 minutes, Mike stood and pulled Beth to her feet. “I think we should probably turn in for the night, don’t you think, honey?”
“Absolutely,” Beth purred, planting a lingering kiss on his lips. “Goodnight, mom,” she said, and turned to go straight to the guest bedroom.
Just when Meredith contemplated a night spent with her trusty dildo, Mike turned and showed her his phone. The signal was clear: he would contact her. Meredith tried to hide her excitement, but she was so transparent, Mike smiled before turning to go to his bedroom.
Knowing it would probably be a little while before Mike called on her, Meredith took the opportunity to take a shower – it would serve the dual purpose of preparing her for the night and relaxing her nerves. As she lathered her body with soap, her thoughts drifted to the other morning. Would he come for her again like he had before – taking her from behind here in the shower where she was most vulnerable? Her husband had never done that. After the first couple years of marriage, her husband almost never displayed the greedy need that this young stud had shown for her. Meredith let her hands glide over her skin, lightly caressing her erect nipples, imagining his hands on her body. She needed to come so badly, but she wanted to save it for him so she rinsed, dried herself, and dressed in a black, lace thong (which she hadn’t worn in months) and a matching lace halter Babydoll she had purchased as a last ditch effort to get her husband to notice her. Unfortunately, all he noticed toward the end was his teeny tiny, size 0, 25 year-old secretary. As she looked at herself in the mirror, turning to admire how the Babydoll barely covered her perfectly round bubble butt, she smiled and said to her ex-husband, wherever he was, “What an ass.”
It was just past 11:00 when Meredith’s phone buzzed with a text notification. It was from Mike.
“Come downstairs. I’ll meet you at the bottom of the stairs.”
Meredith’s heart fluttered with excitement as a tingling sensation came over her. She opened her bedroom door and walked silently down the stairs where Mike was waiting for her. Before she could say anything, he placed a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her to him for a gentle, loving kiss that made her feel like melting into his arms. To her surprise, he then took an eye mask from his pajama bottoms pocket and placed it over her eyes.
Nervous and a little taken aback, Meredith began to speak but Mike placed his fingers gently over her lips. “Shhh…trust me,” he whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending a chill down her body, “I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to, okay?”
Meredith’s entire body tingled with anticipation. She couldn’t remember ever feeling like this. She nodded.
“Good,” he said, then placed something in her mouth.
It took Meredith a moment to realize it was a ball gag. This is crazy, she thought. Her whole life she had never done anything like this, but in her darkest fantasies, she had always wished for this – to be told what to do; to submit to a strong lover; to be vulnerable and open to whatever her lover wanted – this was what she dreamed about; this is what she fantasized about when she got herself off late at night.
“Don’t make a sound no matter what unless I tell you to; do you understand?”
She nodded.
“You look beautiful, by the way. I love how your lingerie hugs your curves. If you’re good, I might take them off later.”
Fuck, he was driving her crazy; Meredith could already tell that she was wet and ready for him whenever he wanted her.
“Remember,” he said, leading her down the hall by the hand, “not a sound.”
They took a left which she assumed took her into the guest bedroom. There was music playing – jazz guitar and bass – rhythmic, sensual. He led her to a spot and had her sit. She wasn’t sure but she thought it was one of the living room side chairs. He proceeded to bind her to it with some kind of tape, first her wrists to the arms of the chair, then her ankles to the legs.
He left her side for a few moments, and although it was probably only a minute or two, it felt like an eternity. Finally, she felt his presence to her left as he placed a hand on her lace-covered pussy and whispered, “You’re so wet for me. I’m going to have so much fun tonight.” He then placed something inside her panties and against her clit. A moment later she realized what it was – a vibrator that he could apparently control by remote. The vibrations were slow, teasing, causing Meredith to grind against the seat as she tried to will it to go faster.
Minutes passed as the vibrator slowly, agonizingly picked up speed – fast enough to make her feel it but not fast enough to make her come. It was torture. Perfect torture. She desperately wanted to feel his hands on hers, his mouth on hers, his cock inside her.
Where was he, she thought. Sitting on the bed watching me squirm? Was he touching himself while he watched me?
Before she knew it, she felt him remove her bonds from the chair and help her stand and walk several steps forward. Meredith was completely at his mercy as she allowed him to fasten her wrists to something around waist height; she surmised she was at the foot of the bed.
“You won’t be needing these anymore,” he whispered, then removed first the vibrator then her panties.
Her pussy open to the air, she was again reminded how wet she was for him. She felt Mike behind her as he wrapped his arms around her body, squeezing her large breasts in his strong hands, and pinching her nipples as he pulled them away from her body.
He whispered, “Not a sound.” Meredith held her breath as his right hand glided down her body before settling between her legs. He kissed the back of her neck and allowed his body to touch hers. He was naked, his stiff cock pressing against the small of her back as he began to slowly rub her clit. Meredith bit her lip in an effort to follow his instructions and not make any noise. His skin was hot against her body; it felt so good to have that intimate contact, something she had been yearning for a long time. He held her so close to him she could hardly breathe as he rubbed her pussy with a smooth, rhythmic motion that made her ache for his cock.
Mike positioned himself at her entrance and teased her with the head of his cock. She wanted to beg for it. If he told her to, she would; she would beg for his cock like a slut. His slut. Please, she screamed inside her head. Please fuck me! The tip penetrated her lips and she thought she would die as he held it there, impossibly, barely an inch inside her.
“Not a sound,” he whispered, his breath hot, “or I’ll stop right now. Do you understand?”
She didn’t understand why but she understood the instructions. Meredith nodded and Mike slowly removed her blindfold. When she opened her eyes, it took her perhaps 30 seconds to process what she saw. Her wrists were strapped to the foot of the bed. Lying before Meredith, her wrists and ankles strapped to the four corners of the bed, was Meredith’s daughter. Beth was blindfolded and naked save for a pair of red lace panties. Meredith could see that inside the panties was vibrator, much like the one Mike had used on her. Beth writhed on the bed as the vibrator did its work. It had been some time since Meredith had seen her daughter naked. She was beautiful, looking much like she did when Meredith was her age. Her fair skin was in stock contrast to the dark bedsheets. Her mouth was agape, her lips red and full as she moaned softly. Her breasts were full, nipples erect. When Meredith realized she had been staring in shock, disbelief, and curiosity, she looked away, guilty and embarrassed.
Mike removed her ball gag. “Isn’t she something?” he said into her ear.
“Why?” Meredith whispered.
“Why? Are you kidding?” He resumed pushing the head of his thick cock inside her. She was soaking wet and unbelievably hot inside. He was going to enjoy this, and he knew she would too. “When I met you, I knew I had to have you. I knew that if you were anything like your daughter, you had a wild side inside of you begging for release. I had to have both of you; like this.” He pushed in deeper. “Do you want me to stop?”
Meredith looked at her beautiful daughter, now no longer just her daughter, but a sexual being. Beth was blindfolded and enjoying her vibrator; she’d never know. Meredith had to have him – it had been months and months before she met him. She closed her eyes and whispered her answer.
Still restrained against the bed, she felt Mike’s hand in the middle of her back push her down so that she leaned over in a standing doggie position. As he simultaneously penetrated her with increasingly deeper and harder thrusts, she was amazed at his control, being careful not to impact her skin and make noise. Meredith stared at her beautiful daughter pulling against her restraints as Mike increased the tempo of the vibrator and his thrusts. How surreal is this, she thought.
“You look so fucking hot, baby,” Mike said as he continued to thrust in and out of Meredith’s pussy in a slow, steady motion.
“When are you going to fuck me?” Beth said, pulling against her restraints. “I’m so wet for you.”
“Soon, baby,” Mike replied, “I have a surprise for you.”
“What’s my surprise?”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied as he picked up his tempo causing Meredith to stifle a moan.
Meredith couldn’t believe how horny she was – between Mike and Beth’s sexy talk, her daughter’s beautiful body writhing inches from her, and Mike relentless cock – she didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. That’s when Mike slowed, then stopped before exiting her hole, leaving her frustrated.
He went to a bag at the side of the bed and pulled something out. “I’ve got your favorite toy,” he said, as he revealed a large, glass dildo
“Yes, please,” Beth pleaded.
Mike untied Beth’s ankles, removed her panties, then secured her ankles once again. Meredith couldn’t help but stare. While she had a narrow strip of red hair leading to her pussy, her daughter had a Brazilian wax, completely bald. Her pussy lips were puffy and glistened with arousal.
Mike came up behind Meredith, his hard cock pressed against her back, and held out the glass dildo in front of her. “Take it,” he whispered, “take it. She’ll never know, but it would be so hot if you did it.”
Meredith couldn’t believe her ears. Was he crazy? She shook her head.
“Look at her,” he whispered. “She wants it so bad. Either I do it and make her come while you sit in your bedroom alone, or you do it while I fuck your beautiful pussy and we all come together. It’s a simple decision, really.”
He released Meredith from her restraints and held out the dildo. To her surprise, it was a simple decision. Her needs, coupled with the deliciously taboo act of bringing her daughter pleasure without her knowing it, almost made her head explode. She took the curved dildo in her hand, and hesitating momentarily, climbed onto the bed between her daughter’s spread eagle form.
Mike’s cock was already hard. As Meredith climbed onto the bed he thought he would come right there. God, he loved this family! “Open your mouth, baby,” he said, gesturing for Meredith to offer the glass cock to her daughter’s mouth to get it wet.
Meredith took a deep breath to calm her nerves, then slipped the dildo between Beth’s lips, allowing her to suck it off and get it ready for her pussy. Meredith was amazed how deep her daughter could take it, and she secretly wondered how deep she could take Mike’s big cock.
When she was satisfied, Meredith pulled the dildo from Beth’s lips and lowered it to her daughter’s pussy, which was glistening and obviously ready. She closed her eyes for a moment and imagined what she would want if she were the one lying spread eagle. She rubbed the dildo along the length of Beth’s pussy, pausing momentarily at her clit each time to rub it in a circular motion.
Meredith continued to tease Beth until her daughter begged for it, “Please, fuck me, please.”
In one, fluid motion, Meredith slipped the cock inside, the dildo curved upward toward her daughter’s g-spot.
“Shit!” Beth exclaimed as she pushed against the dildo.
Meredith felt like she was having an out-of-body experience as she slowly pushed the dildo in and out of her daughter’s swollen pussy. Unconsciously, she reached down with her free hand and began touching herself. She looked back at Mike who was slowly stroking his big cock; she badly wanted to suck him off but she focused on the task at hand.
“Deeper,” Beth whispered.
Meredith complied as her daughter took all eight inches. It was then that Mike positioned Meredith onto her knees from the kneeling position she had been in and, standing at the foot of the bed, entered her from behind in one motion.
Mike could hardly believe his eyes. Here he was fucking the most beautiful MILF he’d ever seen while she pleasured her own daughter with a dildo. It was fucking perfection. He continued to pound his girlfriend’s mother’s cunt while she fucked her daughter’s hole. Beth was really getting into it, pushing back against the glass dildo each time her mother pulled it away.
“Faster; take that pussy. It’s all yours.”
Meredith’s head was spinning as she heard her daughter talk dirty…to her…as she continued to get fucked by Mike’s big, beautiful cock. God, his cock was big – much thicker than anyone she’d ever been with – and his stamina was unbelievable. Meredith let herself go as she got into a steady rhythm, rocking back on Mike’s cock and forward into Beth’s pussy. Back and forth, back and forth. Beth ground her hips against the dildo, taking everything Meredith had to offer as her moans grew higher and higher in pitch with each thrust.
“Lick me, please! I need your mouth on me!”
Meredith was drunk with lust and completely lost in the moment. Without thinking, leaned over, and as Mike buried his cock to the hilt and grabbed her hair in a pony tail to keep it off her face and Beth’s skin, she licked her daughter’s pussy, tasting a woman for the first time since college. Continuing to fuck Beth at a feverish pace, Meredith felt Mike’s fingers on her clit as his cock remained buried deep. Despite herself, Meredith got off on the sweet, tangy taste of Beth’s pussy on her tongue, and resigned herself to the fact that she was having sex with her own daughter.
As she felt her own orgasm quickly approaching like a tsunami, Meredith looked up to see the same signs of bliss on Beth’s face. Quickening her pace, Meredith took her daughter’s clit into her mouth and sucked in a steady rhythm that elicited a high pitched squeal from Beth’s lips.
“Oh, fuck; oh, fuck; oh, fuck!” she hissed. “Don’t fucking stop, baby, don’t stop, please!…Shit!”
Beth raised her hips off the mattress as her mother tried to stay with her, her own orgasm so close she thought she was going to explode. Then it happened: Beth screamed unintelligibly as her hips slammed to the bed, her arms and legs pulling against their restraints. Without thinking, Meredith pulled the dildo from her daughter’s pussy and took her into her mouth, sucking in her juices and lavishing her with her tongue.
Beth screamed as Meredith felt a second wave hit her daughter. “Oh my God, keep going! Don’t you fucking stop, I’m coming again!”
Meredith glanced up as she watched Beth’s face contort in ecstasy just as her own orgasm slammed her body like nothing she had ever experienced. As she sucked on Beth’s clit, Meredith felt her pussy convulse against Mike’s thick cock as her orgasm hit her in a series of waves that literally made her see stars.
Once Meredith’s orgasms subsided, Mike came to the side of the bed, grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his cock. Dazed, she looked into his eyes and knew what he wanted. Stroking him for all she was worth, she soon felt him swell in her hand.
“Fuck!” he hissed. “I’m going to come all over you, baby.”
Meredith couldn’t believe it as line after line of cum exploded from his cock onto Beth’s chest, belly, and legs, leaving her covered in his seed.
“Let me taste it,” Beth said, pulling on her restraints, reaching for him.
Mike motioned for Meredith to get off the bed. Then Meredith watched as her daughter took Mike’s slackening cock between her lips. Realizing she needed to leave, she kissed Mike one more time, then left to go upstairs, completely satiated.
* * * *
After Beth came back from the bathroom, she climbed into bed with Mike who was still naked, and by the look of it, almost ready for another round. Climbing on top and straddling him, Beth took Mike’s cock in her hand and placed it at her entrance, which was more than ready for him.
“Fuck, baby, that was so hot.” She took him inside, feeling the full girth of his manhood.
“You were amazing,” Mike said, pulling her to him for a passionate, deep kiss.
“I can’t believe it,” Beth said as she began to move her hips in a steady rhythm. “Did that really just happen? It was even better than we imagined,” she said as she picked up the pace, turned on by the thought of it all.
“I’m so fucking turned on right now, I’m going to fuck your brains out…until tomorrow. Next time no blindfold; I want to watch you fuck my mom.” Beth slammed her body onto his cock with reckless abandon. “Maybe she’ll even let me fuck her next time.”
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