As I looked at what Doctor Maris was doing I couldn’t help but see Sara’s labia. I wanted to see what was going on, so I looked, trying not to focus on her sex, but it had been a long time since I’ve seen a woman aroused. There Sara was obviously aroused the outer lips had parted, while the inner lips had swollen and glistened with wetness. The position Sara was in was very sexy, not like normal. Normally she shows no sign of arousal near me. Sara glanced at me and smiled, as Doctor examined her leg, feeling the pulse at her ankle. I’ve seen Sara nude almost every day since she was eight, but I try never to look at her down there. My heart was racing. The heart monitor showing the fact of my excitement; I had been denying that truth to myself. I feel my manhood had stiffened. I had to look away, to bring my pulse back to normal, to lessen my excitement. Now with my pulse back to near normal, I looked back to Doctor Maris standing at Sara’s bed side. Where he was reading my chart, but hadn’t pulled the sheets back in place and Sara had not moved. My pulse is accelerating again. All I could do was give her a little smile and look out the window again.
Over the years our love grew and so did our family. Now ten years later, the chorus of “Good morning Daddy” greets me every day at the breakfast table our four children’s voices, say the second most favorite greeting to me. My mostly favorite usually happens about half an hour before then “Good morning Joe.” Amanda or Megan of my most precious women in my life, wake up with me every day. They had been true to their word I don’t have to lift a finger around the house. I still help with the children whenever I don’t get caught doing it.
Funny how it all worked out, I let love replace hate, and ended up with double what I had before, two perfect lovers, who are perfect mothers to our four children, we have three girls and a boy. My precious women are thinking they want to change that, who am I not to give them everything they want. I got to run the house is too quiet. Now what are they up to?
Katie was exhausted. I rolled her over kissed her and removed the dildo from her pussy as more of Michael’s cum dripped out. I kissed her and removed the restraints. As she lay there I removed her blindfolded we looked into each other’s eyes. She thanked me for such a wonderful evening. I helped her up and to the shower. When she returned we lay in bed my mind still racing. She passed out. My fantasy a reality I feel asleep wondering if I should ever tell her.
There she was, my Mother, splayed out and arching her back over the computer chair. The buttons of her tight office work shirt were undone, leaving her flat, toned, stomach and perky round D-cup bra visible. But the most shocking thing was the fact that she had one hand down lower and was ploughing herself relentlessly in her dripping Gash with a gigantic black dildo.
I had noticed my stepmom’s ass and boobs before, but I never had actually thought sexually of it. But seeing her in her underwear, I was mesmerized by her features. Her ass was fat as hell, and her boobs were big but tight and firm. She also wore glasses, and was a brunette.
