This is the third part of my ‘Tina’ stories, if you wish please feel free to message me your thoughts. I hope you enjoy.
As a refresher the first 12 lines are a repeat of part three.
Tina Visits pt4
“Fuck me Barry, please Fuck me! I want to feel your big black cock fucking me, I want your spunk! I want it deep inside me, Fill me! Fuck ME!!!!!
He needed no other words to be said, he fucked her like a rag doll, pounding into her, she lost track of how many times she came before she felt his spunk, his hot seed spurting deep inside her, filling her womb.
When he allowed her to get off the table, her little PVC skirt had got lost sometime during the action and now she was totally nude. Once off the table her legs gave way from under her and she collapsed to her knees, Barry stood beside her and she rested her head against him, her eyes gazing at his flaccid but still huge cock. I slipped a collar around her neck which I had bought earlier, it was a wide leather collar with the word ‘Slut’ in studs written on it. To this collar I attached a leash which Barry held and I then took a picture of them together. Barry holding the leash of his conquered slut and Tina gazing lovingly at his big black cock.
The next morning Tina awoke bleary eyed and feeling just a little sore. After putting her to bed Barry and I had stayed up for a few hours drinking, chatting and downloading all the pictures and video of the evening’s fun. Barry had left at about one in the morning asking me to thank Tina for a wonderful time. This morning Tina came and sat beside me wearing just one of my tee shirts and began to eat a bowl of cereal.
“You’re a real bastard. You know that, right?”
“What makes you say that, Tina?”
“You know exactly why I say that. I told you right from the start that I have rules, I don’t have sex with guys under 30 and I don’t have sex with coloured guys.”
“Yeah, I know you said that, but I don’t remember ever forcing you to do either, and you did seem to be enjoying yourself every time.”
“That’s not the point. You shouldn’t have done that. What if my kids ever hear what their Momma did? Maybe I did enjoy it, but you made me break my rules!” She finished with a little pout, but there was a definite twinkle in her eye that told me she was just playing.
“I doubt your kids would ever know unless you told them. I won’t tell them. But I suppose you’re right. I should never have let you do these things with those naughty guys” I said while turning on the TV and putting all the pictures from the previous days on a slideshow so she could see herself fucking in the back of a lorry, flashing her pussy at guys by a lake and then being fucked by Barry last night. By the time the slideshow got to Barry she was squirming and touching herself, when she saw the close ups of Barry’s cock entering her pussy and filling her, she gasped and gave a moan.
I took her in my arms and carried her back through to the bedroom, slipped off the tee shirt and laid her onto the bed, it was then that I noticed that she was still wearing her ‘slut collar’ but I ignored that for the moment and went down on her, clamping my mouth over her pussy, probing with my tongue, making her moan with pleasure. I teased her clit, gently biting it, gripping it between my teeth and flicking my tongue across it as I slid fingers into her, fingering and tongue fucking her at the same time.
As I climbed on top of her and entered her, she quietly whispered “I love being a slut for you, please fuck me master.” but before I could respond in any way her mobile phone started ringing. She reached over to the bedside cabinet and grabbed the phone, answering it while I continued to fuck her. It must have been obvious to whomever was ringing what was going on but Tina continued to listen only saying “O.K. I’ll call you back in a few” before ending the call.
“That was my daughter, Carol.”
I moved Tina’s legs over my shoulders so I could fuck her deeper “Mmmmm I wonder if Carol’s pussy is as wet and welcoming as yours.”
“Stop it” Tina giggled “My daughter’s not like that. She’s phoning ‘cos my bitch landlady has been round complaining I’m late with the rent. Two days and she’s knocking on the door wanting her rent”
“No worries, I’ve got a week or two leave owing me so to save some time I’ll run you back down south, you can sort things with your landlady and we can carry on getting to know each other.” I said — well not really quite like that, there was a lot of grunting and groans from me and gasps from Tina as I deposited yet another load of cum into her willing pussy.
Tina phoned her daughter back to explain what we were going to do while I phoned my office and arranged for my leave to be taken with immediate effect ‘personal family matters’ which I needed to see to, my first request for leave in a couple of years so it was soon arranged with no quibbles.
“When shall we leave?” Tina asked when I confirmed all arrangements had been made. “Should I pack all my suitcases?”
“No need to pack much, I’ll throw a few things in a case for myself. If you just want to take your new naughty costumes with us, I might get your daughter to model them for us.”
That remark got a shoe thrown at me “You’re just a dirty old man!” she shouted, laughing.
“Maybe I am, but you love me being dirty, and to answer your question ‘when shall we leave’ we can go right now, it’s still quite early in the day so the sooner we go the sooner we can get your landlady off your back.”
It didn’t take us long to pack, grab our phones and chargers and shove some snacks into a bag, then we were off, leaving Ipswich behind us for now and heading on south down to Chichester. We only stopped once on the whole journey for a ‘comfort break’ and to stretch our legs and so we arrived in Chichester just 4 hours later. This was my first time seeing this town and so I was quite looking forward to seeing the sights. It was just after 3pm when we pulled up outside Tina’s house and her daughter was already standing in the front doorway ready to welcome us. I grabbed our bags while Tina was greeted by her daughter and then I was welcomed with a huge hug, a kiss on the cheek and Carol’s grateful thanks on getting her mother home safe to sort out the problems.
Carol is a little taller than her mother so didn’t have to reach quite so high to kiss my cheek but she did stumble forward a little on the front step of the house and I dropped the bags to steady her, my arms holding her safely. She had lovely long chestnut brown hair and she was wearing a very subtle perfume, she had just a hint of summer violets which made her smell delicious, not the strong, overpowering scents that some ladies wear. She also had lovely big firm breasts which I felt squish up against my chest when she stumbled and when she broke away, she sported a lovely blush, her face reddening just like her mother’s does and there was a definite ‘naughty twinkle’ in her big brown eyes. She turned on her heel and went back into the house, followed by her mother and myself, telling her mother all the news as she headed toward the kitchen to put the kettle on.
Her news consisted mainly moans about the landlady coming around looking for the rent (I told her not to worry about that, I myself would be having a word with the landlady, making it clear that she wouldn’t be coming around again unless requested to do so) the other bit of news was that her boyfriend, an American lad, would be arriving in a couple of days so she was very excited about that. She hadn’t seen him for over 6 months, just chatted on skype, so she couldn’t wait to ‘get her hands on him’ as she delicately put it.
“You mean you can’t wait to get your hands in his pants!” Tina said, chuckling.
“Mom! Don’t say things like that in front of guests!
“Don’t worry Carol, when your boyfriends here I’ll get your mom to dress up in her French maid’s outfit for him.”
This last comment got me punched hard by Tina, knocking me backwards onto the sofa where she jumped on top of me, playfully punching and tickling me. “You stop making naughty suggestions like that” she demanded though laughing at the same time.
“Aw come on, if he’s a hot-blooded American boy I bet he’d love a little bit of ‘Mother-in-Law action.”
Now Carol joined in, leaping on me, playfully punching and tickling, I struggled and squirmed, eventually rolling off the sofa and onto the floor where Tina sat on my chest, holding me down but I managed to get my arms free, sliding my hands up under her top to grope her breasts. Carol meanwhile was sitting on my lower body and I’m sure she must have felt my growing erection because she moved her crotch against mine so I gently thrust my pelvis up to her knowing it was obvious to her that I was hard and horny. As she climbed off me, I felt her hand close around my hard shaft, feeling it through my trousers and giving it a little tug before scuttling off into the kitchen.
As Tina broke away from my groping hands and got back onto the sofa, she noticed how aroused I was. “I think we might need to have an early night.” she said with a wink.
“Not my fault! It’s you and your daughter, two sexy ladies pinning me down, I thought I was going to get some Mother-Daughter action right there on the living room carpet.”
“Hush! She’ll hear you! You and your dirty thoughts and suggestions.”
“I’m sure she’s heard worse; she is in her twenties and I’m sure she and her boyfriend get up to all sorts of antics when mommy isn’t around.”
“She’s not only heard worse I’m guessing she’s probably done worse; my daughter is the kind of girl who likes to talk openly to her mother. It was she who said I should ‘try anal’ because it’s amazing, to put it in her words.” She leaned in closer to me so she could whisper and not be overheard, “I’ve seen her internet history and I think she plays the field while her boyfriend is in America, I know she’s often on a swinger’s site, I don’t know if her boyfriend is on there with her but I do know that I’ve seen some pics of her being ‘spit-roasted’. Not the sort of thing a mother expects to see but she’s old enough to do as she pleases.”
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