Mature Jenna and Cindy

In the first chapter, Jenna and Cindy, mother and daughter, respectively, registered for dancing classes at my studio. Jenna's voluptuous body created an unexpected reaction in me, eventually leading to our intimate encounter. She asked me to keep it a secret.
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In the following 2 weeks, Cindy's dancing performance progressed extremely well, and she became proficient in Tango, Waltz, Salsa, Bachata, and Foxtrot. However, her mind was distracted by her pending marriage. I tried to calm her, saying she would impress everybody at the wedding ceremony with her newly acquired skills.

She stared at me with tears in her eyes, "I doubt it very much. My fiancee's family members are too... sophisticated to perform on the dance floor."

"Cindy, that's a shame. If I were there, we could have shown everybody your fantastic abilities. I am sure they would have been impressed..."

She looked into my eyes, pleadingly, "Would you come to my wedding, please?..."

I smiled at her, "Cindy, thank you for the invitation. But I am not a family member or a relative. You didn't even talk to your mother about it..."

"Jerome, this is MY wedding, and nobody has the right to refuse my wishes. By the way, I tried to talk to Mom about her lessons, but she was tight-lipped about it. Is she really that bad?"

I chuckled, "It's the opposite. She might have been reluctant to tell you how good she was doing to prevent jealousy."

She pointed a finger at me, "Please, I'll be honored to have you there. And as your wedding present to me, I'd like you to have 2 dances with me and 2 with Mom. Will you?"

"Next time I see Jenna, I'll talk to her, but if I see any sign of displeasure, I won't show up. This is a family gathering and distractions are unnecessary."

During these 2 weeks, I met Jenna multiple times. We continued dancing together, and to her credit, she was doing great! Our chemistry improved significantly and her response to my lead was perfect.

Our intimate relationship turned up to be a beautiful matchup as well; just watching her was enough to make my blood boil. The heavenly body, her tempting smile, and remembering our prior sexual bliss hardened my penis every time. Jenna wanted us to see each other more frequently, claiming that 24 hours without me inside her caused her mental anguish and an awful itch 'down there.'

A week before the marriage ceremony, I told Jenna that Cindy wanted me to show up at her wedding and dance with both of them. Jenna hesitated, "I doubt you being at Cindy's wedding is a good idea. Your dance with Cindy may antagonize the groom's family, and certain people, who know me well, may see on my face my feelings toward you..."

"Jenna, please talk to Cindy, and I'll accept everything you ladies decide."

Two days later, after another satisfactory encounter, Jenna said, "I had a long talk with Cindy. She asked her future husband, Larry, if it was OK to invite her dancing instructor and show the guests how well she and her mother dance. He thought it was a good idea, allowing him to skip HIS traditional dance, which he hated. So you are officially invited. Unfortunately, I won't be by your side... Another thing; Don't forget it's Cindy's day, so your dance with her should be more impressive than the one you do with me."

I laughed, "Honey, if you promise me another roll in the hay, I would be willing to consider your cruel demand."

Her now-familiar radiant smile appeared, "Jerome, we barely began our relationship and you blackmail me already. I need to seek protection."

"Too late! You are mine, and that's it!"

"I don't think so, big man. To prove it, I'll leave your bed and go on your computer to search for a better man on Tinder."

I grabbed her hand, "No, you are not. I feel like Shakespeare, and plan to tame the shrew!"

Jenna made a minor effort to escape my hand and it was unsuccessful. Her bouncing gorgeous tits were too tempting. I was between her legs in no time, savagely drilling her tight moist pussy. Her pelvis countered mine and we swayed wildly like prey animals. Her screams were deafening and I thanked god I had no neighbors close by.

During her climax, I heard partial sentences, "Bastard! Give iit to mee. Fuuck mee haarder! G O D!!! I caan't taake it aanymoore. HARDER!..."

I came deep inside her cunt, ejaculating jets of whitish goo.

We rested for a while. I caressed her fantastic curves, waiting for her to wake up. Eventually, Jenna opened her eyes. She hugged me, "Jerome, I cannot grasp why you still find me sexy. You already saw, touched, and sucked on my big breasts. Everything else I have, you can find in a younger fresher version elsewhere..."

"Jenna, you are fortunate I like you. With the way you speak about my lover, I should have spanked you! I do not want to hear anything less than perfect compliments about my woman. Is it clear?"

"I'll think about it... Can I go to the bathroom now?"

"Only if you kiss me nicely and apologize profusely!"

She moved on top of me, kissed me gently, and murmured, "Honey, you are a tough boss, but I need you and am willing to accomplish all your dirty fantasies."

I arrived at the wedding place, and brought Cindy a large collection of dance music CDs she could listen to in her car, as well as a box of Leonidas truffles. By the time I entered the place, there were more than a hundred guests, and others waited in line behind me. The parking lot was filled with luxury cars - Mercedes, BMW, Lexus, Bentley, and 2 Ferraris. It was obvious Jenna and Cindy knew many influential people.

I walked by Cindy. She was surrounded by guests, but smiled at me and her lips whispered, 'Thank you.' Jenna was talking to an old couple. When she spotted me, she showed a thumbs-up sign and continued her chat.

The ceremony itself was traditional and without surprises. I gazed at the groom - He looked handsome, yet snobbish and much less friendly than Cindy. Well, he was her choice. Of course, he might have had other good attributes I wasn't aware of.

I sat by myself at a large table, checked my phone, and later grabbed some of the delicatessen that were arranged buffet style. Suddenly, I felt somebody touching my shoulder. It was Jenna. She said Cindy wanted the dances to start shortly, and wished me to stay close to her, as she and I would dance first.

I walked through scores of people. Some were sitting, some were standing, and others putting food on their plates. I made sure Cindy saw me and waited for a sign, leaning on one of the columns. Ten minutes later, I heard an announcement, "And now, The bride will grace us with a performance on the dance floor. She will be paired with her dancing instructor."

I moved toward her and noticed her face reddened and her pulse increased. I bowed to her, invited her to join me, and whispered, "Cindy, I am here. Everything will be fine. I'll go slow until I feel you overcome your anxiety. But you are such a natural dancer that you'll be perfect."

She gave me her hand and the band began playing Waltz music. The dance area was empty with many guests around, watching us curiously. Before the dance, Cindy's body was hidden by too many guests around her. Now, I could see her with all her glory. As we were moving on the floor, I whispered, "Cindy, your dress is a work of art. You look so gorgeous - I envy your husband. He is unfair taking you from me..."

Cindy gave me a happy smile, "Jerome, you are very handsome, especially tonight, but your offer came too late. If our marriage does not succeed, I'll reconsider it."

I pretended to shed a tear. She laughed and seemed to calm down. That was the moment I waited for. I began making riskier moves and noticed she was doing fine.

Then it was tango. Both of us felt all the eyes were on us. I whispered, "Girl, we'll do it with all the twirls. In the end, I'll lift you up as Patrick Swayze did to Jennifer Gray in Dirty Dancing."

She smirked, "Do that but if I fall and become disabled, Larry won't agree to be my husband and you'll have to marry me!"

I grinned, "With pleasure, dear."

The dance was perfect, especially the final lift, and everybody rushed to congratulate the dancing queen. I went back to my table, watching other guests gathering on the dance floor. A few minutes later, Jenna approached me, "Handsome, I hope you didn't forget about me."

She was dressed conservatively, trying to conceal her huge rack under layers of clothes on top. I took her hand, whistled, and said, "Honey, your attempt to hide your beautiful body is futile. I do not know about other guests but your voluptuous curves are engraved in my brain."

Jenna grinned, "Darling, be polite. It's my daughter's wedding. I want all eyes on her. Dance with me, but no exaggerated maneuvers. If you are nice, I might let you taste my honey later."

As I began dancing Salsa with her, I whispered, "I don't get what you've just said - I thought I was your honey..."

Her famous smile reappeared, "I have no idea what I found in you. You are a jerk, a pervert, and have no respect for oldies."

I shifted up my moves a notch, "Woman, you have no idea how much it costs me to be nice to you. I dance automatically and force my mind to think about politics, the uncut lawn, and the tax bill I got today. If my mind realizes who I dance with, my organ will start expanding..."

Jenna laughed, "You are insatiable. You are almost as bad as me!"

I was proud - Despite the stressful situation, both ladies performed at their best on the floor. My official dancing tutoring was done successfully. Each one of them may continue if they wished, but the original purpose was over.

I waited 15 minutes and then went to congratulate Cindy, "Lady, you were terrific. I am afraid next time we meet again on the floor, you'll be better than me. Be careful, we men have fragile ego!"

She kissed my cheek, "Jerome, I love everything you did for me. I'll be moving with my husband to Florida, but I'll never forget you. If we can still meet when I come visit my mother, it will make me happy."

"Dear Cindy, I like you a lot too. Send me a text before your arrival, I'll be happy to spend time with you two."

Subsequently, I went to say goodbye to Jenna. She grabbed my hand, "Honey, Cindy and her husband plan to spend their first night in the Four Seasons Downtown. Once it's done here, I plan to drive to your house. If your original idea was to invite a hot chick to spend the night with, remind her to be out of your bed before midnight."

I smirked, "Zelda knows you might come by, so she prepared a hiding place."

I woke up at 2 am by a Hoover milking my cock. How did she manage to open the front door, walk to my room, climb the bed, and even lower my boxers without me feeling it?...

My palm grazed her head, "Jenna darling, better stop now and let me penetrate my favorite hole before I lose it."

She pulled my growing pecker from between her lips and mumbled, "Jerome, you looked great, performed beautifully, and were a perfect gentleman. I want to drink your love potion and sleep with you. In the morning, if you still feel the urge to abuse the old lady's crumbling body, you are welcome to do it."

Seconds later the high-powered suction started again. I was amazed by her oral expertise. It wasn't the first time, yet her ability to make me erupt inside her hot mouth was unmatched! Afterward, I slept like a baby. When I woke up, she had already gone to work.

Jenna and I settled into our new routine. Officially, she was still residing in her house but spent more time at my smaller home and bed. We both loved everything sexual and were successful in adopting a doggy style and cowgirl into our arsenal of favorite positions. In fact, except for anal sex, which I waited to try later, we were on top of every position I could think of.

One day, Jenna came to my house and looked sad. I hugged her, "Talk to me."

"I got a call from Cindy. She found out Larry gambled a large part of their savings and lost it all. She went through some of the bank documents and realized he gambled heavily for years. He stole $100,000 from the money I gave them as a present, invested in a horse race. He lost all but $270. She confronted him about it. He cried, apologized, and promised never to do it again. She was worried because it was obvious he had been doing it for too long and there was no evidence he tried to stop before. She was frank with him and said he was getting another chance, but it was the last one. If he continued gambling, she'd leave him."

I hugged Jenna, "I hope he learned his lesson. If he loves her, he'll take it seriously. But I share your concerns - Most gamblers need much more than a warning and a slap on the wrist to quit an addiction."

She was in a bad mood for the next 15 minutes. I tried to console her by joking, "Dear, your daughter is not the only one facing a mate with addiction. Actually, you are too."

She stared at me speechless.

I blurted, "I was reluctant to tell you before, but my addiction is affecting my life as well. I am addicted to you and I am not sure what to do about it..."

It was the first time that evening I saw a little smile, "Jerome, your addiction sounds even worse than Larry's. Shall I reserve a place for you at the Betty Ford clinic?"

"Only if you join me there."

She clutched to my body, "What will I do without you? Before, Cindy was here with me. Nowadays, she is no longer here and the phone is our best means of communication. I'd get crazy if you were not by my side."

I smirked, "Since I am such a good partner, may I change my position from being by your side to being on top?..."

Jenna laughed heartily, "At times, your deviant mind makes me wonder; with so much sex consuming your head, does your brain have enough space to think about other subjects?"

I faked a cry, "It's your fault! I was a normal guy before you showed up. Your body and actions in bed turned me into a sex maniac. Even as I speak, my lower brain is concocting a secret plan to take advantage of the nearest hot body."

"Shame on you! You are disgusting. I'll forgive you this time, but this will be one of the only few thousands of other opportunities you'll get to correct your ways..."

Next, I pulled her off the bed, leaned her on the couch with her back to me, penetrated her soaked cunt from behind, and pounded her for 20 minutes, making her climax twice. I came once.

Exactly 2 weeks later, Jenna told me that Cindy left Larry. She drained the remaining money from the common account and returned home to stay with Jenna. As a result, Jenna and I were forced to meet earlier in the day and debated how to deal with the new situation. In the meantime, we agreed not to tell Cindy about our relationship.

On the third day, after my class was over, Cindy came to my studio and wanted to talk to me. Her face was as pretty as before but I noticed 2 new lines and her expression was not very encouraging. I hugged her, "Cindy come on in."

She was trembling and her eyes concentrated on mine.

"Cindy, would you like me to make you tea or serve alcohol?"

"If you have something strong, it will be nice."

"Chardonnay, merlot, or cherry brandy?"

"A large glass of Chardonnay, please."

I poured the wine, served her the glass, and took a beer for myself. I sat by her side and hugged her shoulder, "Cindy, what's going on?"

Her shivering slowly abated and she looked at me, "Mom told me she was still seeing you for dance lessons and already mentioned to you I left Larry."

"Yes, she mentioned it. I was sorry to hear that. When we danced here, you seemed to be so thrilled about your marriage."

"Unfortunately, I was in love and too naive about him. But now this marriage is caput."

"Any idea what you plan to do next?"

"Mom does not know I am here. Please do not mention it to her. Do you remember you told me you were jealous of Larry? Well, I am available now. Is your offer still valid?"

I felt trapped and looked for a way out, "Honey, I like you very much. However, you just left your husband, and your mind needs time to adjust before jumping into another adventure. I won't mention it to Jenna if you insist, but I suggest YOU talk to her and see what she thinks. In the meantime, the 3 of us can spend time together going to see a show or to a good restaurant. OK?"

"Right now, my morale is very low. Will you at least kiss me to show me I am still desired and not just a dumb broad, who attracts men ready to steal her money?"

I hesitated, but seeing her almost crying face, I could not refuse. I kissed her lips softly. Her hands hugged me tight and her perky tits poked my chest. Geez! My prick jolted and stiffened in an instant. Her tongue probed my mouth and I didn't dare separate from her yet. I made up my mind to give her a few more seconds before disengaging.

Luckily, her lips left mine a short time before I could do it.

She looked at me lovingly, "Jerome, you are a good kisser and taste good too." Then she lowered her gaze to my groin and watched the big bulge. She smiled, "This is what I hoped for - You DO find me attractive. As you suggested, I'll talk to Mom and I hope to see you again soon.

I was confused and didn't know what to do. Until Cindy showed up, my relationship with Jenna was as good as one would expect. But after the fateful kiss, I wasn't sure how Jenna would react. I decided to wait and hear from them.

For 2 days I heard nothing. I became worried. However, the same evening I got a phone call from Jenna, "Hey, buddy, did you forget me already?"

I was relieved, "Honey, I would have loved to see you now, but I can't. Tomorrow afternoon we'll meet at my place at 5 pm. Bye honey, miss you."

The following day, at 4:55 pm, I was shaved and ready. Jenna was late by a couple of minutes and looked as good as ever. We sat down and I asked her, "Did Cindy talk to you?"

She chortled, "Do you mean about her new obsession with you?"

"Yes."

"She gave me her version of what happened - She kissed you, you did not resist, and afterward you had an erection. Is that right?"

"More or less."

"Well, I suggested she shouldn't rush into a new relationship for now. Let her heart heal first, and once she feels more stable emotionally, we'll talk about her wishes again."

"That is great. I didn't know if she twisted my words or misunderstood my intentions, and the last thing I wanted was to lose you!"

"Jerome darling, you are not even close to losing me. My understanding is she made you kiss her and afterwards you sported a stiffy. Right?"

"Yes."

"Honey, I am not surprised. Cindy is young, pretty, and with an attractive body. No wonder your hormones start acting. You have no control over THAT body function. Of course, if afterwards you'd take her to bed, it would have been a different story..."

"Jenna, these days Cindy feels lonely in your house because you spend long hours lawyering. She might decide to visit me again. What then? Don't you think it's time to tell her we are in a relationship?"

"I thought about it but wasn't sure HOW to do it."

"I do not know her well enough to predict her reaction, but the best option is to tell her about us while eating in a good restaurant. Even if she becomes emotional, she wouldn't make a scene in a public place."

Jenna stared at me for a long moment, sighed, and said, "I do not have a better idea. I'll reserve a table for 3 at our favorite French restaurant, and we'll have delicious food with good wine before discussing it with her. Jerome, you like her and find her attractive. But I LOVE her. The last thing I want is to hurt her again. She is very vulnerable now and I'll do anything... Literally, ANYTHING, to make her happier."

"Honey, I am with you on that one. I wish there was something we could offer her to make her life better..."

The next evening Jenna called me, "Jerome, I am here with Cindy. She sends hugs and kisses. We want to invite you to join us for an evening of pigging out at a French restaurant. Can you make it this Friday or Saturday?"

I laughed, "Jenna, with all due respect, if I know the luxury restaurant downtown you think about, no way we'll be able to eat there. Reservations are 3 months in advance, and even longer on the weekend."

"Don't you know certain people can get things that ordinary people can't? Unless the same evening the president of the United States eats in that establishment, I'll get the best table. We'll discuss this issue later. Friday or Saturday?"

"You decide. I am available on both evenings. Initially, I hoped to spend time with a gorgeous lady one of these evenings, but since it looks less likely..."

"Jerome, I'll text you later exactly the day and time. Will you be a gentleman and pick us up from home in your car?"

I smirked, "I sure can, but my Rolls Royce will be in the garage on that day. Will my other one, a Toyota Corolla, do?"

"Yes, it will. But if you prefer, once you are at my house, you can drive my Lexus. Cindy and I think being dressed up elegantly for an upscale restaurant would make a better impression if we are accompanied by a man."

"Ladies, I'll be honored to be your chauffeur."

Friday at 6:30 pm I was at their door with a bouquet of red and white roses. Cindy opened the door, inspected me, and whispered, "Impeccable! Are these flowers for us? You are so nice," and she kissed my cheek. "Come on in. Mom will be ready in a few moments."

I watched Cindy, realizing it was the first time seeing her in evening attire. She had a short red dress, red shiny shoes, and red glossy lipstick. She looked hot! The tight dress was glued to her body, accentuating her curves. Unlike her much more curvaceous mother, my eyes were not drawn to her tits, which were probably B+, but to her overall fantastic figure.

Jenna exited the bedroom and the difference was noticeable. The short black dress displayed unmatched cleavage. I felt my lips becoming dry and resisted licking them. I smiled, "Pretty ladies, it's time to go. Cindy, would you want me to drive my old Corolla or your mother's Lexus?"

She grinned, "I am not a rich famous lawyer. As far as I am concerned, the Corolla is perfect."

"Jenna, I am sorry, but the majority decided on my old Toyota. You'll need to swallow your pride and ride a cheap one for a change."

Jenna chuckled, "I don't care, but I think of the restaurant employees seeing us arriving in this vehicle and later royally being led to the best seats in the house..."

"Girls, let the fun begin."

The line in front of the door was long. People hoped for cancellations and a chance to get inside.

As Jenna said, the head waiter guided us to a side table of 4, near a large window that showed the sun about to set. The view was out of this world!

I glanced at Jenna, "Ma'am, you are much more influential than I gave you credit for."

She grinned, "Well, among the people who owe me favors there are some known criminals too, so you better treat me with respect... boy!"

I stood up, "Lady, may I shoeshine your shoes?"

Cindy couldn't hold her laugh, "Children, grow up. Other guests stare at you."

I sat down and said, "Cindy, if you look around, there are many people watching us. All of them ogle the 2 beautiful ladies I brought with me. The men are jealous of me and the women hate your attractiveness."

Jenna ordered the French onion soup and Steak Tartare, Cindy took Bouillabaisse and Salade Nicoise and I decided to try Le cassoulet. Jenna also made the waiter bring us 2 French wine bottles with names I'd never heard before. My dish was delicious. I tasted small portions from my girl's plates and liked theirs also. The wines were a different story. I liked only the white one. By the end of the meal, both bottles were empty. Knowing I didn't drink more than 2 glasses, the ladies must have consumed a lot!...

When we finished eating, both Jenna's and Cindy's words sounded slurred. The alcohol was to blame. Jenna looked at her daughter and said, "Cindy, we gathered heere because oof the goood food and also tooo tell you Jeerome and I are toogether foor quite soometime now."

Cindy glanced at me and then at her mother. She stuttered, "Moom, but I waant him. He likes mee tooo..."

Jenna smiled, "Hoooney, he dooes like youuu. But Wee were together fiirst."

"It's not faair. Caan't wee shaare?"

"Cindy, how caan we shaare a peerson?"

"One daay hee will bee wiiith youu and the oother with meee."

"Darling, I loove youu, but Jeeerome woon't bee able too do it."

They looked at me. I was trapped and had no way out.

"Ladies, both of you are my favorites. We all drank too much wine tonight. I suggest we sleep on it and talk about it again tomorrow. It is supposed to be a sunny day with around 72 degrees around noon. If we drive for half an hour, we can have a picnic in the state park. It will be a nice outing."

They looked at each other and smiled simultaneously. Jenna said, "OK. But tomooorrow we taake the Lexxus".

I drove them home, kissed each one's cheek, and said, "I'll be here at 10 am to pick you up."

I was at their house on time, and let in by Jenna. She wore a short sleeve blouse with long pants. Her awesome bosom was prominent. There was no way she could hide such a chest. I ogled it and winked at her. Cindy carried a bag, and told us she made sandwiches. She also brought snacks and some fruit. A bottle of cold water was in the bag too.

As I was driving, I heard Cindy asking Jenna, "Can I ask him now?"

Jenna whispered, "As you wish."

Cindy turned to me, "Last night, Mom and I were half drunk. This morning we woke up early and had a serious talk. I understand you and Mom became intimate some time ago. I didn't know about it before. When my relationship with my husband soured, the thought that you'd be here for me and take me as your girlfriend kept me sane. I realize the situation has changed, but I am clueless about what to do in the near future. What do you think?"

Oh god, what should I say and do now?

I gazed at Jenna, "What is your take on this?"

She sighed, "If this was about any other woman, I'd say the hell with her. I want you for myself. But Cindy is my flesh and blood. She went through a traumatic separation and needs all the help she can get, both emotionally and physically. After one hour of thinking about it, I concluded that a very unusual arrangement for the 3 of us may be the best solution. However, Jerome, it is up to you to decide if you rather have one of us or shared responsibility."

I stared at Cindy, "Do you feel sharing is something you can live with?"

She watched both our faces and said, "I feel bad for ruining your private romance. But from a purely selfish point of view, I like it. A lot!"

I ogled the 2 trophy women and said, "Girls, neither of us had experience with a similar situation, so I won't be surprised if it does not succeed. But I am willing to give it a try. Remember that the two most frequently quoted reasons for ruining everything are jealousy and dissatisfaction of one side with the agreed-upon arrangement. So my recommendation is to stop looking at this as me alternating between the 2 of you. We must address it as a family of three with wishes and needs that will be addressed according to the changing circumstances."

Jenna glanced lovingly at her daughter, "Cindy dear, you are back here with your loving family. Jerome and I will adjust to everything you feel comfortable with. Tell me what you really want."

Cindy blushed and was reluctant to talk, and then mumbled, "As I said, I feel awful about being in the middle of a happy established relationship. Mom, I like Jerome a lot, and was serious when I thought about him before. However, I know very little about him except that he looks good, has nice personality, and moves in a seductive way, which from our first dance, made me tickle down there... If it is possible, I'd like to spend a day and night with him and see if we click together. If we don't, everything we discussed becomes a moot point. If we have chemistry, I'll let Jerome decide what, how, and when."

Jenna approached her daughter, kissed her forehead, and then moved in my direction. She kissed my lips gently and said, "Children, I go to my friend Diana. I'll be staying there overnight and be back tomorrow around noon. Enjoy your time.

After Jenna drove away, I smiled at Cindy, "Dear girl, we are alone now. What would you like to do next?"

She smiled, "I wish to dance with you. I want 2 wild tangos. Each time I danced with you, it aroused me. During the wedding, after our dances, I managed to go to the faraway bathroom and masturbate myself to an orgasm. Later I joined Larry as if nothing happened..."

"Honey, are you planning to use our dance as a foreplay to a main course?"

"I definitely am, with the hope you'll be better than the hopeless idiot Larry."

I found on the radio a station that played tango, took her in my arms and we started moving on the wooden floor. Now we had no onlookers and no stress - It was battle of the sexes. I ogled her perfect figure, pulled her to me, and glued together we danced like never before. I lifted her up in the air, twirled her multiple times, and bent her all the way to the floor while kissing her full lips. When the 2 dances were done, I let her go and watched her intensely. Her face was red and she was breathing hard. She was quivering and whispered, "Jerome, I want you. Now. Please!..."

I kissed her lips softly. She pulled my head into hers and her tongue slipped into my mouth. Her hands began undressing me, fumbling with buttons and zippers, trying her best to remove every article without ripping it apart.

I was slightly more gentle with Cindy's clothes, even though my organ was already pushing hard to get free. She still had on her bra and panties when I was completely naked. Her eyes inspected my body up and down and I saw a satisfactory grin, "Honey your body is everything I imagined it would be," her stare moved down to my groin, "and even better than expected in one area..."

I smiled, "Cindy, I am fully naked. I want to see all of you!"

She smirked, "Then come here and remove everything you wish to see me without."

I took my time - I hugged her while wiggling my stiff cock against her belly and my fingers slowly unclasped her soft bra. When I was done, I moved back and gazed at her tits. They were much smaller than her mother's but looked young and with dark hard nipples staring straight at me, waiting to be sucked!

I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth as my hands slipped her panties down her legs. Moving back again, I stared at Cindy. She was so different than her mother, yet I found her body extremely enticing too... Her cunt was bald and I noticed the puffy labia. I lifted her light body and carried her to bed.

I lay by her and whispered, "Girl, I intend to lick your whole body before the grand finale."

She smiled, "Can't you skip the tongue job for another time? The dance made me too horny to wait until your tongue completes investigating my body. I see you are ready as well. Will you shove your monster inside me and just fuck me hard?"

"Lady, you really ARE aroused, aren't you?"

Her palm squeezed my shaft, "Yes, I definitely am. I wish to have your dick screwing me good and hard!"

I started penetrating her pussy slowly, knowing from experience some tunnels need further enlargement to harbor my girth. And I was right; her tiny vagina hole barely accepted my spongy head. How could it be? - She had sex with her husband before. Was his member on the small side?

Cindy begged me to insert it faster but I was afraid to tear her internal organs, and moved in very slowly. The good news - Her cunt walls gradually expanded around me and a minute later I was all the way in.

I whispered in her ear, "Honey, are you sure you wish me to give it to you hard?"

She cried, "YES! Oh yes. I want it rough. I don't want you to make love to me. Just fuck me powerfully!"

As I began plowing into her, she inserted her thumb in her mouth and started sucking on it. The girl apparently liked to have both holes used at the same time. Good to know!

My pace increased slightly and my palms tweaked her tits. I looked at her face. She grimaced, pulled her thumb from her mouth, and mumbled, "Jerome, please, do it harder."

"Cindy, I see you like something in your mouth when you are being fucked."

I could barely hear her, "Yes, I do."

"What would you like to suck on next time when I ravage your body?"

She cried, "I don't care. Put in my mouth whatever you want, but do it faster. please!"

"OK, girl. It's time to shift gears and take you to paradise."

Next, I intensified my pounding and increased my strokes each second. Cindy's climax arrived with a vengeance; Strong shivering, uncontrolled limb movements, and erratic screams despite the thumb in her mouth. Her torso was covered with sweat and her pulse was immeasurable. I continued ramming into her narrow vagina nonstop, watching her perfect feminine frame convulsing uncontrollably. The constant friction of my engorged cock with her pussy walls pushed me toward the edge.

Just before ejaculating, I grunted, "Cindy, you are a fantastic fuck. I think you'll be even better with 2 partners at a time!" Seconds later my slimy seed flooded her tunnel.

Her body lay lifeless for several minutes before she started moving. She hugged me and began to cry.

I glanced at her, "Cindy, did I hurt you? I am sorry. YOU asked me to rough it up..."

She whispered into me, "Silly boy, I cry because I am happy. It was the first time I had a real orgasm. Until now, I always faked it and afterward masturbated. But I never felt such pleasure as today with you. I understand why Mom doesn't want to leave you..."

"Honey, assuming you wish to continue, we must settle the logistical part of our relations."

"Jerome, after the climax of a lifetime you gave me, I'll agree to anything you want. My only wish is to be in the loop. Everything else I'll let you decide for us."

My palm massaged lightly her perky breast, "Girl, I have some ideas I wish to explore before we go further. My question is simple, "How far are you willing to go to make our family of three really happy?"

She looked me in the eye and blurted, "My only condition - Do not hurt Mom. Ever! Other than that, I'll do whatever you wish, and participate in anything your mind imagines."​