I lay on my back thinking. Muri snuggled as close to me as her D-cups would let her. Sound asleep or totally out of it she was quiet and held her naked body to me.
Why was I thinking about Mom! My mother was pretty cute for her time. I saw her naked when I was about eight. I didn’t know what they were doing, but Dad was at work and Mom was fucking Mr. Roper from next door. It wasn’t just the once. It was a lot. I didn’t know what it meant at the time, but Mom keep begging him to cum in her.
There was that delivery guy. I watched that several times. He always laid his brown pants over the couch. Mom would put her arms on the back of the couch with her dress up over her back and her panties around her ankles while delivery man fucked her from behind.
There were a couple of times I caught her with a couple of guys in the house when I was in high school. She’d slip them out the back not knowing I’d watched while the pounded her full of cum. I always wanted to ask Dad if he knew.
The last time was rehearsal dinner for my wedding. Everyone was having a few drinks. My bride disappeared for a while at the same time as a guy that was supposed to be a boyfriend of her sister that just happened to be someone my ex-wife had dated previously. Not being totally stupid I had some curiosity. While looking for my soon-to-be wife I saw my mother being fucked by my gal’s father.
Maybe that’s why I don’t trust women. I’m not sure I even like women. Not meaning I like men. I like fucking woman, but more in a predatory way. Always looking to find a woman that cheats. Maybe Mom is my reason for being the wife trapper. She did look good getting fucked though.
Well, Muri woke up before I did. She wasn’t shy about waking me for another round. When I was ready to fill her cunt she had cum a couple of times and was right along with me.
This was working pretty good. She showered and started putting on her clothes. The big knockers got the best of me and we fucked again. When I shot my second load in her I had a vision. It was Mom. I mean, Muri was Mom. Or, whatever, my mind had me pump my Mom full of cum.
Muri had to get home so she could Skype her husband. I was confused … very confused.
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I’ll make a note that Muri and I didn’t ever get together again. See didn’t even call back about the listing. Me on the other hand, I was hoping my next fuck didn’t end up with my mother’s face on her when I emptied my cum up her cunt.
That wouldn’t take long to find out. I had another brunette coming to check the house in the afternoon. With my luck with real estate ladies so far fucking her was pretty much a sure thing.
My work needed my attention. I didn’t want pussy to get me fired. I showered after Muri left and got in some hours on the company server. I couldn’t believe it was Wednesday already. I got enough work done online so my bosses wouldn’t be saying anything.
Right on the dot at 2 P.M. Laura rang my doorbell. Funny thing how women can be on time when there are thousands of dollars on the line. She looked just like her online photo. You might say as pretty as a picture. She brushed right past me when I invited her in. At twenty-one she explained that she had worked at a bar while she learned real estate. As a side note she mentioned she liked working the bar scene and tried to work a couple of nights per week. A friendly smile followed her invitation for me to stop by.