“Anyway, Dad and I kept having sex together until I finally moved out of the house to move in with Sam. And of course, Dad and I would always end up fucking anytime that I would go over to his house to visit him–something which Sam never did find out about–thank God! But that doesn’t mean that there weren’t some close calls here and there.
“One time, Sam and I went over to Dad’s house to help him with putting a new coat of paint on the exterior trim of his house.
“At one point, I stopped painting, and I went inside the house to go to the restroom. And while I was sitting on the toilet, peeing, Dad softly knocked on the bathroom door, and whispered to me through the door, begging me to do a quickie with him. I hadn’t seen my father in several weeks, and so I was feeling pretty horny to have his dick–and especially his watery old-man’s sperm–back inside my pussy again.
“So I opened the bathroom door, and Dad stepped into the small bathroom with me, and we had a doggie-style quickie together, just like you and I did in the bathroom at Wendy’s the other day. Needless to say, it felt really strange to me to have my Dad’s freshly-ejaculated sperm in my vagina when I went back outside to continue helping Dad and Sam with the house painting.
“Things got even more awkward when Sam wanted to have sex with me as soon as we had gotten back to our apartment from painting Dad’s house trim. I didn’t have time to clean up my pussy first, but I knew that if I refused Sam’s ‘request,’ he’d probably just go ahead and rape me anyway, and assuming that that was what I was wanting him to do.
“And to make matters even worse, Sam decided he was going to eat my pussy to get me in the mood. Before I could stop him, he dove head-first into my muff, and then pulled back a little bit, before he told me that my pussy smelled like sperm.
“I did the only thing I could really do in that situation. I laughed it off, and I explained to Sam the he and I fuck so much that my pussy just stays smelling like that, no matter how much I wash it on the outside.
“And Sam bought my explanation hook, line, and sinker. He went ahead and fucked my creampied pussy without ever giving it a second thought.
“And that’s how I found out that I could let my father fuck me, and then later that same day safely let Sam fuck me, because Dad’s sperm was nearly-transparent and very watery-looking (it looked pretty much the same way that Sam’s pre-cum looked), instead of being thick and whitish colored like Sam’s sperm was. And so even if Sam did notice the excess wetness of my pussy, he would simply assume that it was my own wetness, because you know how wet I can get when I get excited enough.”
“Lake Janie!” I remarked, and we both laughed pretty hard.
“Yes, that’s right. Lake Janie. Anyway, lies have a way of backfiring on the person who tells them, and mine certainly did. You see, long after Ben and Dotty had both come and gone, and Sam and I were involving other people in our ‘cuckolding experimentations,’ one day Sam comes up to me and says to me, ‘I want you to show me how you lost your virginity.’
“‘What do you mean by that?’ I asked him, and he said to me, ‘I want you to fuck a German Shepherd in front of me, and I want you to show me exactly how you lost your virginity that day.’
“And I asked Sam where in the world we were going to get a German Shepherd for me to fuck.
“And Sam didn’t answer me, Instead, he took the car keys and drove off somewhere for 30 minutes or so, before he returned with full-grown male German Shepherd dog sitting beside him in the front seat of his car.
“And at that point, I knew I was in trouble. I had never had sex with a dog before. And so I didn’t really know all the ins and outs of doing that. But because of the lie that I had told Sam, I was going to have to act like having sex with a dog was no big deal.
“The problem was that it did turn out to be a big deal. I’m not going to get into the details here, but I have never done anything so kinky in my entire life.
“Anyway, Sam didn’t tell me at the time, but there was a neighbor of ours who was moving out of town and looking for a good home for his 5-year-old German Shepherd, and the only reason Sam bought that dog was so that I could fuck that dog in front of Sam whenever he wanted me to–which is exactly what I ended up having to do.”
“So, did it turn you on? Getting fucked by a dog like that?”
“Of course it did. But not nearly as much as getting fucked by you.”
“Now I know you’re lying to me. Because you told me yourself that this is what really turns you on,” I emphatically announced to Mom while I was energetically hand-pumping up and down on my dick-shaft. And within moments, I began ejaculating my sperm all over her huge clit and her pussy crack, with her watching the pulsating head of my dick like a hawk the whole time.
“Oh my God, that never gets old!” Mom announced dramatically with a huge smile on her face when my ejaculation had finally tapered off, and she began finger-rubbing my just-released thick little white puddles and streamers of sperm all over her own pussy crack and clitoris.
Then Mom asked me, “You really want to fuck her again, don’t you?”
“Who? Jenny?”
“No. Fran. She’s the one with the magical pussy, as far as your dick is concerned.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Well, whenever you’re having sex with Fran, you don’t totally lose your erection when you’re between ejaculations. In other words, Fran obviously excites you so much that your normal refractory period pretty much disappears. And that’s definitely something magical, as far as I’m concerned.”
“Do I detect some jealousy here?”
“Of course, I’m jealous. For example, I wish you could fuck me right now, but you’ve got a limp dick between your legs, which is totally normal and natural. But if I were Fran, you’d be fucking me right now, after you just finished jacking off onto my pussy, because you would’ve never totally lost your erection, like you did with me. So yes, I’m a little bit jealous.”
“There’s no need to be. I’m not in love with Fran, like I am with you.”
“But you are in lust with her, aren’t you? Come on, you can be honest with me. I won’t get mad about it.”
“Okay okay. You’re right. I can’t deny that there’s just something super-exciting and erotic–and extremely taboo–about Fran’s old shriveled up pussy and her saggy breasts. It feels like I’m having sex with someone’s grandmother.”
“That’s because you are. And whenever I’m having sex with Fran, it feels to me like I’m having sex with my own mother, which of course, my real mother would’ve never let me do.
“In others words, Fran’s magical pussy has the same type of super-exciting effect on my pussy that it does on your dick. I just wanted you to understand the whole dynamic in both of our relationships with Fran.”
“I didn’t think Fran had any kids.”
“That because she never talks about it, but she used to have a 10-year-old daughter who was hit and killed by a drunk driver many years ago. I’m sure it was devastating for her and her husband back then. But that should help you to understand why Fran is such a tough old bird nowadays. But under that tough no-nonsense exterior, she’s truly got a heart of gold.”