Jane had a serious steady, but they had only kissed, and certainly not where her father was kissing her. Such intimate, sensuous, intense affection sealed their bond and secrecy.
He had been true to his word only giving her sexual satisfaction by touch of finger and tongue before leaving her room. That night, she had had her first orgasm.
To her dismay, he came to her room only two or three times a month. She found that she needed more and had learned to please herself. Then, one night when he came to her, craving to touch a female, to give her pleasure she gathered up her bravery and had asked to see his manhood. To his credit, he had been reluctant but soon he released it and she did some exploration of her own, quizzing him on what felt good. His visits became more frequent, she offered more and soon they could be found in a 69 position on the floor, as her bed was not large enough to accommodate their wanderings.
Late in her 19th year she would marry and leave home. Her husband got her Cherry but not her innocence. Only seven hours from home she often visited parents, providing her father with needed and appreciated TLC.
Joey spent the next few months dating a few of his regulars, listening to his mother have sex with a countless number of sailors behind the closed doors of her bedroom as he jerked off in the hall, but mostly, he just jerked off, alone in his bedroom with his fantasies about her.
Then, one night, coming in the back door late, he was instantly aware of his mother’s bedroom door ajar and the light on. He also heard a hint of voices and knew she was not alone. He eased down the hall, the carpeting muffling his steps, until he stopped, his head near the crack in the door.
The sounds within told him that his mother was fucking. He could not see the bed directly but the dresser’s large wide mirror instantly caught his attention. His mother was butt hole naked on her knees with a man, just as naked, hunched over her backside, standing on the balls of his feet, fucking her doggy style. Joey could clearly see the fellow’s raincoated cock stroking in and out of his mother’s pussy, which he had never seen until now.
Joey groped frantically unzipping his fly and bringing forth his stiff cock. He began stroking it firmly, staring into the mirror, listening to his mother’s moans and groans.
The sailor swiveled his head enough for Joey to note that he was much younger than the fellas his mother usually brought home. Joey smiled, knowing his mother was reaping the rewards of the younger suitor with, no doubt, a stiffer cock that could last much longer. Joey wondered how long they had been at it.
“Is he good, baby?” He heard the man query.
“Yes! Lord, don’t stop! I’ve never been fucked so good!
“You’re one hell of a woman, Jane. I’m glad you picked me instead of that old Chief trying to put the make on you.”
“He had a chance at this pussy once before and couldn’t keep it up. You have made me come twice already. You deserve something a little special. Just make sure you don’t break that rubber you have on. Deep! Damn you! Stick it deeper!”