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Double Dong
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Double-Dong Darling
My name in Martha. I'm 43, divorced, I have two grown kids
who are out on their own. I won't go into the specifics of how
and why I became a lesbian. Just a couple of years ago I got
involved with a woman who teaches science and biology at a local
school. One thing led to another and one night she asked me over
for dinner and afterward we proceeded to get drunk and I started
telling her how long it had been since I'd been fucked. I got
hot and horny talking about sex and finally Carol excused herself
and when she came back a few minutes later she was wearing a
robe.
"Martha, I can take care of your problem, if you want me
to."
"How?"
"With this." She opened the robe and she was totally naked.
Her breasts sagged a little but what drew my attention was the
large Mulatto-colored dildo that stuck out from her brown pubic
curls. I was too drunk and too horny to be repulsed or offended.
Carol took my silence as assent and the robe slipped to the floor
as she walked to where I sat, watching that big beauty nodding as
she walked. She stood next to me, that dick just inches away
from me.
"Do you want it?" Carol whispered. I took that dong in my
hand and kissed the soft/hard knob. Carol pushed it into my
mouth and reached down and roughly started feeling my boobs
through my dress. Then she pulled me to my feet, led me to her
bed, removed my clothes and started loving my tits with her
tongue.
I laid on my back and Carol kept her mouth attached to my
left nipple as she worked herself between my legs and prodded my
cunt entrance with that brown dildo. Raising her head, the look
on her face was one of sexual power, raw lust and command.
"I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before,"
she told me. I believed her.
"Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours, Carol. Fuck me
forever.
Well, she didn't fuck me forever, of course, but she did
fuck me for almost two hours and made me come several times. My
husband had never fucked me to climax (he'd always shoot his load
and go soft after five minutes or so) but "Nathan" (that's what
Carol called the light brown prick) never went soft. She fell
asleep on top of me (we were too exhausted to move) and I slept
with Nathan's solid eight inches in my vagina. We awoke,
showered, then I strapped on the engine and fucked hell out of
her pussy. No, I'd never done it before but I'm a fast learner
and I had Carol begging me to stop.
Well, Carol eventually moved in with me and we got along
great. My daughter wasn't thrilled with my newly-realized sexual
orientation, but she didn't make a fuss. My son seemed
unconcerned, but his wife was a different story. Susan was 22,
had short, black hair, and start ed stopping by to chat after
night school on Wednesdays. She soon confessed why.
It seems she had been "involved" before she met and married
my son. Her lover, she told me in confidence, had been a woman
who lived next door, was married and had been fifteen years older
than Susan.
""I've never told this to anyone," Susan said. "I've wanted
to tel;l someone, but I was afraid. I thought you might
understand. " I did and I assured her it didn't change the way I
felt about having her as my daughter-in-law, as long as she loved
my son. She assured me she did and she left. Over the next
several weeks, Susan told me many intimate details about her
affair with the woman, and I do mean details. Even I got excited
and turned on by some of her accounts. Susan even invited Carol
to hear how the neighbor had deflowered Susan with a dildo, a
story which had us all turned on.
That's when Susan surprised me. "Martha, would you be
offended if I told you I wanted to make love with you and Carol?"
I looked at Carol, not knowing what to say, completely at a loss
for words. Carol was as stunned as I was and neither of us knew
what to do or say or how to respond.
"Oh, no," Susan said, jumping to her feet, a look of shame
and regret crossing her face. "What have I done?" I rushed to
her and put my arms around her.
"It's okay, Susan," I assured her. "I'm not angry.
Flattered, surprised, but not angry." Her firm breasts, braless
and round, pressed against me as we hugged. Without speaking,
without thinking, I lifted her chin and kissed her, a soft,
tender kiss that quickly became heated and passionate as Susan's
tongue sought and found mine. Our hands roamed freely and our
mouths tried to consume each other.
It was Carol who brought us back to reality. "Hey, you two,
I want in on this." Susan and I broke our kiss and then laughed
nervously. Susan and I agreed not to tell my son (her husband)
and the three of us headed for the bedroom.
How can I describe what it's like making love to your
daughter-in-law? Strange? Exotic? Romantic? Unusual? That
and more. I felt no shame, no regret. I ate Susan's sweet
snatch and she ate mine as Carol fucked her with Nathan. Susan
was a pussy eater, all right. She was almost as good as Carol.
I pulled out our doubleheaded dildo, an eighteen inch latex
engineering wonder. With half of it in me and the other half in
Susan, we made wild, passionate love. I fucked my own daughter-
in-law. Carol fucked my daughter-in-law while I ate her
delicious young cunt. It excited me to no end to know that I was
fucking and sucking the same luscious pussy my son fucked.
(Susan told me that my son wouldn't eat her. 'Like father, like
son,' I guess. Susan's pussy tasted marvelous and quite juicy
and Susan was an accomplished cunt eater herself. I brought out
the 18-inch double-headed dildo Carol and I had in our arsenal of
sex toys and my daughter-in-law fucked each other well.
In a nutshell, Carol and I are still very much in love.
Susan is an added dimension in our lives. She is still very much
in love with my son and it isn't like she was cheating on him.
She and I share something my son can't offer so she isn't denying
him affection and even enjoys sex with him even more.
Susan and I are closer than most in-laws, I guess. Very
close.
Martha, Address Withheld
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