I’m Bad
Part-1-of-3
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Oh boy, I am going to hell for this one. I have to get this off my chest so that my conscience will finally leave me alone. I used to think that red heads were not very attractive, until I met Ginger serving cocktails in a bar in the West End in Dallas, and then it was like getting hit by lightning. I swear to god, she blew me away. She was about 5-foot 4, 125lbs, curves in all the right places, sexy, feisty, confident. Along with her creamy white skin she had the most incredible blue eyes. According to ancient Japanese folklore blue means that you have water in their eyes. Water puts out fires, carved the Grand Canyon, and keeps nature alive. There are all kinds of stuff that water can do that are better then all of the other natural elements. So people with blue eyes are the best because they have water in their eyes, and are therefore the most powerful. And at 22, she was all woman, not someone that you'd refer to as a chick, girl, broad, or whatever. She had fiery red hair, fair skin, freckles, and an unbelievable body.
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Thanks to my Irish and Cherokee mix and my olive complexion, I was considered tall dark and handsome. I'm 24-years old, 6-foot 4, 220 lbs, dark black hair, dark brown eyes, and strong Cherokee cheekbones. From the minute we saw each other we were turned on by the contrasting colors of our against each other; my dark hands on her creamy white body, her ivory hands on mine. By the time we were together for a few months I was totally hooked on redheads.
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I've been dating this hot little auburn haired beauty, Ginger for several months when she decided that she wanted to introduce me to her parents. I figured, "Eh, why not?" So, we went to her parent’s house in Arlington and had a nice dinner. I could tell where she got her looks from because her mom, Marilynn was a suburban MILF. While we were there she was boldly walking around in fucking Bebe clothes, which showed off her, rocking ass body for best effect. I think she does yoga or something like that to stay in shape.
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Anyway, after dinner her parents ask us if we wanted to stay the night. Knowing that it would be awkward, I opened my mouth to speak, but before I can say ‘no’ my girlfriend said, “Oh that would be great." Then, as if daring me too say anything thing, Ginger looked at me and asked, "Do you mind?"
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Bowing to the inevitable, I smiled and said, “No of course not." I wasn't ready for this kind of serious shit to start, so naturally I really did mind, though. Women tend to snowball things, so if I’m not careful, before I know it I could be standing at the alter in the front of a church, wondering, "what the fuck, how did I get here."
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Things got a little better when her mother, Marilynn suggested that we all jump in the hot tub. Since I didn't bring anything to wear Ginger’s Mom let me borrow one of her father’s old bathing suits. So, out to the patio and into the hot tub we went. Ginger, my girlfriend, as usual looked fucking hot. She had to wear one of her old bikinis from her bedroom and lets just say her waist had stayed the same as it was in high school (slim) but her breasts had grown a little (large C's). However, her mom was the real shocker. This lady is probably in her early forties but she came out in a bikini too. Marilynn, her mom had the body of a thirty year old. I could see were her Ginger got her awesome endowment because her Mom’s breasts were about to spill out of that damn suit.
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I could tell that her mother and father both loved me. We talked awhile and everything is going marvelously. We were drinking wine and as we got tipsy, everyone started laughing, etc. after a big yawn, her father said that he had to go to work early in the morning, so he excused himself and went off to bed. Now, I'm thinking this guy is an executive for an incredible company and if I make him my friend, I stood a good chance of him getting me an incredible job there too. I’m kicked back in the hot water, feeling pretty good, when Ginger says she’s getting sleepy from the wine and says she is going to bed. This leaves her mother, Marilynn and me out in the hot tub alone.
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As everyone realizes, this is where the story goes south (so to speak). Her mother, Marilynn and I continue talking and drinking wine. The wine was just a bad idea from the start but hindsight is 20/20. I'm getting a good buzz and horny. In my mind I start to think, "Eh, this chick is hot, what is a little harmless flirting." Even though she’s in her early 40s most everyone would consider her very attractive. She’s taller than Ginger, 5-foot 8, 137lbs and the same dark auburn hair and blue eyes. Me, drunk and stupid, decide a little ‘innocently’ flirting couldn’t hurt anything. Now, her mother is feeling pretty tipsy herself, so when I get my flirt on she starts laughing, blushing, and just in general acting all innocent. However, she is not looking at me like I'm a dumb ass either. Then, she drops the bomb. She says, "you know, you're kind of cute, I can see why my daughter likes you." Seems innocent enough, doesn't it, but there is a catch. It was the way she said it. She almost growled it. I can see why they call older women cougars because I felt like a piece of meat in the sight of a hungry animal and as drunk as I was, I liked it.
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I didn't realize that my eyes were going south but obviously it was very noticeable that I was staring at her breasts because she says, "do you like them, and they’re real. Then, the drops an even bigger bomb with the statement, "you want to see them?"
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All I could do was start at her like a fat kid looking at a big piece of cake with ice cream, as I stammered stupidly, "uh huh."
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With a mischievous smirk, she unties her top and unleashes the girls. These things were fucking beautiful. I don’t think they were any larger than 36c, but that was perfect for her. At first I was dumb founded and it only got worse when she grasps my hand and says, "Here touch um, they are so nice and firm. Don’t they feel nice?”
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Suddenly I'm caressing her breast and saying, "Yeah, uh, oh yeah, they feel fantastic" but then I unthinkingly added, "As firm as Ginger’s." It’s a good thing I was under water from the waist down, because I had a raging fucking hard on and all I can think of was, "damn, I would fuck the shit out of you right now." I moved to the other side of the hot tub to get a drink of wine but realized that my cup was empty and the wine was on a table outside the tub. Unthinkingly, dumb, drunken, and horny, I stand up to get some more wine and needless to say, that I’m pitching a very obvious tent in my pants. As I stand there this woman looks me up and down and then gives me the wicked fucking smile I've ever seen a woman give. Again, back to the cougar analogy, this cat had just found the wounded mouse and was going in for the kill.
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Still grinning, she says, "Wow, my daughter chose you for other reasons too. I guess you do like my breasts."
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I'm thinking, "what the fuck." I’m right in the middle of some Penthouse forum bullshit going on right here in my girlfriend‘s back yard. Seriously, this was only supposed to happen in fantasy and porn movies. However, stupid, drunk me looks at her and says, "well, you let me see yours, want to see mine?"
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And, oh course, Marilynn said, “Sure."
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With a wicked grin of my own, I quickly pull down her husband’s old bathing suit and my cock does that little pop thing as it springs free of my wet bathing suit. Every guy knows what I mean when I say, ‘the pop.’ It was the recoil a cock has when clothing pushes it down and then released.
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As I step out of my bathing suit, all I hear is, "Oh my."
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This surprises me because I'm not ‘hung,’ I'm just an average guy so to speak. Maybe a little bigger, but I'm no freak. My cock is, I guess about 8-inches, with lots of girth, trimmed but not shaved, big mushroom head, rock hard and veiny. She must have been impressed because she just sat there and stared at it.
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I was so fucking horny and drunk I looked at her and in the most confident voice possible said, "Why don't you suck it for me?" I fully expected her to look at me in disgust, slap my face, and then run in the house screaming. But, oh, no, my friend, that was not what happened. She must have moved faster then sight because no sooner do I get the words out of my mouth, than she had her lips fastened around my cock and her hand working the base. I'm talking zero to porn star style blowjob in about two seconds.
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I must have let out a loud moan because she stopped and cautioned me to, “Ssssssh, be quiet sweetie, we don't want to wake anyone up." Then without missing a beat, she keeps sucking; suddenly things are staring to get to the point of no return. Then Marilynn stops, smiles up at me and says, "Now, don't you cum. Well, not unless you really don't want to fuck me."
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I didn't know anyone could still make my toes curl. But, when she pulled me towards her and kissed me, not only did my toes curl, but also there was a rush of blood that started me throbbing in all the right places. And then as she took my hand and led down to a bedroom they had set up in the basement, she told me that I needed to experience one of her ‘horizontal’ kisses. Once we got in bed, I fucked her pussy like it had the cure for cancer. She had no fucking room to tell me to be quiet, because she had to bury her face in the pillow to keep muffle her screams. Needless to say, I fucked the shit out of her. I didn't last long the first time but after she aroused me again orally, we went again for round two (being 24 has its benefits) and I went porn star on her ass. We fucked for what seemed like hours but in reality it was more like just one hour.
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That was one incredible evening. Afterwards, we both went up stairs to our respective bedrooms. I was so exhausted that I took a shower and literally passed out next to my girlfriend.
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The next morning, when I woke up, the guilt started to wash over me. What the fuck had I done? What was her mother going to do/say? Was her father going to kill me? Then my girlfriend walks in all smiles and says, "Come on, my Mom made us breakfast." I walk nervously down stairs and the woman who I had been hammering doggy style and smacking on the ass just the night before greeted me with a smile and asked, "Are you hungry." As I ate, her Mom sat across the table casually watching me. Although she barely even spoke to me, she didn’t seem to be bothered by what happened. After breakfast my Ginger went back up to our room to take a shower. Now, this girl takes some long ass showers. Why? I have no clue but she takes a long time.
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I'm still in super awkward mode and want to be alone, so I kind of slither back down stairs like the snake I feel I am.
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In a couple of minutes, Ginger’s mother comes into the room and says, "You feel weird about last night, don't you?"
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The look I gave must have said it all.
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When I don’t answer, she said, "Don't feel bad Hun, your secret’s safe, I'm not going to tell anybody. I know my daughter would freak but no one was hurt. Besides, I haven't had sex like that in years. My husband, Bill hasn‘t touched me in so long that I miss the intimacy. As a mater of fact, I enjoyed so much that I'd love to do it again sometime, if that's OK with you?”
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Suddenly there’s a little angel on my right shoulder saying, "No, no, it is not ok." Then, just as suddenly there’s a little devil on my left shoulder saying, "Hey, both of you, remember how big and firm those breasts were and how hot her fucking mouth and pussy were?" The angel shut up and I had made my decision. I walked over to her and kissed her. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then she slipped down to her knees and went down on me. This time, I fucking blew my load right down her throat and grinned from ear to ear as she swallowed every drop.
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When my girlfriend and I were leaving, I told her mother, “Thank you, for a wonderful evening. I'm looking forward to many, many more.” and then we left.
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This shit happened about two weeks ago. Here is the kicker; her mom, Marilynn invited me, but just me, to come to the house this weekend. My girlfriend, Ginger is going out of town on a trip for one of her classes, so her mother felt that, I might get lonely. The other thing is that her father is going out of town on business the same weekend. Uh, I'm thinking that this weekend is going to be one long fuck fest, and even though I’m looking forward to it, I still feel really weird about this shit. I'm cheating on my girlfriend with her mother and her mother is cheating on her husband (girlfriend’s father) with me. I'm already anticipating the Jerry Springer show to come.
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All week I worried about what I was getting into. Finally I confided in an older cousin that I trusted. He wasted no time saying, “Coz, you need to stop looking for reasons not to bang this lady. She’s more than old enough to know what she wants from you, and she wants to get fucked. The next time you go over there, if she's wearing a dress out, take her panties off of her as soon as you walk out the door. Don't say anything, just do it. She'll be horny all night long and when you’re in bed later, tell her you want a blow job or fuck her from behind... whatever. She might want you to be verbal. So tell her what you’re going to do to her, you don't have to be disrespectful, but you can be firm with her. Women, no matter what their age, are naughty little girls at heart. If you communicate you’ll have a blast in the sack.”
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Needless to say…
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