Jack's Surprise

Jack was up the stairs as fast as he could run, already tearing away his shirt. He stumbled halfway letting Chloe close the distance between them. Right behind, he felt her hands grabbing at his trousers. Her laughter echoed off the walls.

He kept going up.

"Wait. You don't know which room."

Jack stopped on the landing. She was right. He'd only been in the hall and kitchen before. And the one previous time they'd fucked it'd been in his car. He'd never seen her room. His eyes flicked from door to door looking for clues.

"Left or right?"

Chloe was in his face, pushing her mouth against his as Jack instinctively squeezed her tits. Her tongue momentarily invaded his mouth. Spittle linked their lips when she broke away again grinning hungrily at him.

Her hands were unclasping his belt as though she might take him right there. Jack, not caring where they did it, tried to get a hand under her top. He wanted her flesh and he wanted it now.

"Left." She gave him a shove in the right direction as she twisted out of his reach.

Jack pushed the door open, backing in until he fell on the bed, still with Chloe's hands at his waist. In only moments she had his trousers round his knees.

Jack lay back while she tugged at his pants to join them, releasing his cock for it to spring free. He felt elated. His hot hard cock feeling the cooler air twitched and bobbed under Chloe's admiring gaze. She blew on it, making it dance for her.

Jack dropped his head onto the bed.

"Uhh." He gasped.

His eyes quickly glanced at the room, bright in the summer sun, absorbing only that it was predominantly pink. A girl's room to the extreme. But it was Chloe who had his real attention.

Her soft hands caressed his thighs, tickling him before they encircled his thick shaft. Her hungry eyes continued to study it. This was the first time she'd seen it in the light. Big and straight. Her mouth and pussy watered in unison.

"You sure your mum won't catch us?" A moment of fear broke into his thoughts.

"She's working.

And what if she does? I'm twenty-three. I guess by now she's worked out I'm not a virgin anymore."

She broke her stare from his cock and looked him in the eyes with a mischievous grin.

"And you fancy her anyway."

Jack flustered.

"What?

She's... good for her age." He managed, trying to figure out how to be polite while not sounding like it might be true.

"Oh come on.

You'd love her juicy mummsy pussy just sliding up and down this big fat cock wouldn't you."

Her hands followed her seductively spoken words and he was left almost ready to squirt his load there and then.

Jack didn't dare admit he'd had thoughts amounting to a little more than that on occasions. But then his mind was suddenly fixed back on Chloe as her lips closed around his cock and a tongue teased at the tiny slit on its head. He felt it stiffen even more than it already had and he let out a small sigh of pleasure.

"Uhh.

Fuck."

Chloe's mouth slid down the length of his shaft soaking it with her saliva. He felt the roughness on the roof of her mouth excite his crown as a tongue pushed up from below. She hesitated for a moment with it pressing almost at the back of her throat.

Then she began her oral massage of his tool for real. Up and down with a gentle firm pressure from her lips, sliding, going purposefully slow over the drawn-back roll of his foreskin. Her tongue swirled around his throbbing head each time she reached the tip.

Jack gazed on, amazed to watch his cock appearing and disappearing into Chloe's perfectly formed mouth, beneath blonde hair that hung, tickling his groin. The darker flesh of his cock and deep browns of pubic hair contrasted vividly against her smooth pale face.

All the while she kept eye contact that held him mesmerised with her magic.

Chloe broke away only briefly, to pull her top over her head and discard it. In one fluid movement, her bra came away to be thrown to the side. He saw her beautiful soft tits wobble, then she was down on him again. But now he had the added delight of seeing the points of her streamlined tits pointing out towards his legs. Sharp nipples with areoles that faded into the surrounding skin poked at his bare thighs on each down stroke, brushing with just enough pressure that his body hair sensed them each time she lifted herself higher. Tingles of excitement ravaged his legs and stomach with each movement.

Truly pointed tits, so rare in reality. He felt blessed to have them as his playthings. Even more blessed to know his cock would again be sunk deep inside Chloe very soon while he watched them bounce. But for now, he savoured the vision and sensation of her blowing him.

"Fuck. That feels so good."

All this had been a dream not long ago. Chloe had been just the pretty one in the works office distracting him. He'd occasionally given her a lift home when she walked out of the gate at the same time. But he'd never imagined something might happen between them until running her home from a very late shift a few evenings ago.

Jack had joked about a detour to the woods and she'd replied 'Do it if you dare'. Well, he had dared. Even then he'd only expected a fumble, she'd almost devoured him. The demure office girl had become a sexual animal that he imagined might howl at the moon as she came.

He was brought back to the moment as teeth tugged on his balls before her tongue ran slowly up towards his swollen tip again. Her eyes stared up at him, measuring his responses. He could see the smile playing at the sides of her mouth and a little muffled giggle emanated from her throat.

Then Chloe was on him again, working him constantly for a few minutes, letting his excitement rise. he was in heaven. This time unrestricted by the car footwell and seats he could relax and stretch out. He hoped they had time on their side, knowing her mum usually came home about this time. Chloe had assured him they would be fine tonight.

Then without warning, she stopped and she sat up with a grin the size of a Cheshire Cat.

"I have a surprise for you."

He raised an eyebrow but didn't get a verbal explanation.

Instead, she pulled his lower garments off over his feet. Jack kicked them away eagerly and lost his shirt, happy to be fully naked.

"Lay on the bed properly." She commanded as she peeled away her remaining clothes.

"In the centre."

Jack didn't question it. He positioned himself as instructed while looking longingly at the mound separating the tops of her thighs. Baby smooth without a trace of pubic hair. Just the pinkness of her swollen vulva with its delicate slit already dampening.

She climbed over him, kneeling between his thighs and took his cock in her hand, stroking it slowly, keeping him rock hard.

"What's the surprise?" He asked reaching out to those gorgeous breasts. She let him cup them and press his palms onto her nipples, taking a moment to enjoy the sensation.

"Put your arms back." She commanded.

"What?"

Jack was confused. Reluctant to release those gorgeous tits.

Chloe lent forward pushing his hands together up above his head. Jack didn't resist. All he saw was those two lovely mounds swinging softly in front of his eyes, just out of reach from his mouth.

Before he realised what was happening she bound his wrists to the bedstead with a length of soft pink rope he hadn't noticed waiting there.

"Chloe. Didn't know you were this kinky."

He smiled with satisfaction if a little disappointed her tits would have to wait a while longer before he could caress and give them further attention.

"Oh, you've no idea how kinky I can be."

Chloe wasn't done. She stepped off the bed and finding more of the ropes she had conveniently hidden nearby, she attached an ankle to each corner of the footboard pulling his legs wide apart.

Jack watched, letting her do exactly as she pleased until he lay bound with his cock pointing straight up, twitching every few seconds as though with its own life. He could feel it aching, crying out to be stimulated.

"You don't know the half of what's about to happen." She grinned.

Jack felt a buzz. A girl with a sense of adventure. His previous girlfriends suddenly seemed staid, and boring compared to Chloe.

"Do whatever you want to me."

He stared at her, body perfect, with golden hair that glistened in the strong afternoon sun pouring in through open curtains. He wondered how close the houses behind were. Anyone upstairs would be able to look over and have an unhindered view of her naked in her bedroom right now. She didn't seem to care.

Chloe was still grinning as she climbed back over him, a leg on either side of his face and lowered herself until wet pussy lips met his mouth. Jack accepted the challenge, sucking at her labia, running his tongue along her slit before finally searching out the folds of flesh that covered her clit. He felt Chloe tremble as he found his way and flicked at her small red pleasure button. Her juices ran, dripping onto his lips, tasting like nectar from the Gods.

"Mmm.

Lick that pussy."

She lowered herself further, forcing his mouth tight against her dripping pussy as she put her hands behind her head and swayed gently over him. Jack slurped as her juices flowed freely, sucking them into his mouth. He breathed her scent deeply into his lungs, smelling her sex, sensing her heat.

All the while his cock throbbed and danced behind her, demanding to be included. It was answered by hands reaching back. First fingers toying at its purple head, then palms rolling his shaft slowly between them. Jack responded by pushing deeper into her, reaching his tongue in as far as possible to massage the sweet velvety tunnel.

Up the bed his hands idly twisted against the bindings, wanting to escape so they could join in caressing her body, but it was to no avail. He was held faster than he'd thought.

Chloe moaned above him, grinding her pussy into his face, almost smothering him. She took herself close to coming before pulling back. Eager to save her desire a while longer.

Finally, she lifted her weight and he took a deep breath as Chloe slid down his chest, purposefully leaving a damp trail.

"This is better than the car isn't it." She offered.

"Well, I'd like to say there's more freedom to move but you seem to have fixed that." He glanced up at the knots securing his wrists.

"Hmm." She smirked.

The sound of a door closing downstairs made him jump.

"What's that?

Your mum's home." He said in shock. He could hear Sam moving about at the base of the stairs and he saw his whole evening sinking into ruin. He twisted trying to sit up. It was a pointless attempt.

"Quick. Untie me."

"Relax. We're pretty open about sex in this house."

Chloe continued down his body until she hovered over his cock. Studying its beauty like she might study a sculpture.

"Maybe but..." Jack had visions of Sam innocently looking in only to find him tied and her daughter naked riding his cock. His heart fluttered in fear.

"Don't worry. We talk all the time. She's cool." Chloe spoke softly, completely unfazed by his concerns.

"Talk?

About sex?"

That wasn't something he'd ever considered doing with his parents.

"Well yeah."

"Did you talk about us?"

Chloe's widening grin was almost evil.

"Yeah."

"Jesus Christ. What did you say?"

Chloe manoeuvred herself until his cock was pushing at her entrance.

"I told her you fucked me in your car. How you had a big dick and that it filled me up.

I told her how wonderful it felt as you hammered me into the seat."

Jack's mouth fell open.

"I told her how it felt when you came. How warm and comforting it felt when you shot your load inside me."

Mild shock encompassed him as he imagined his performance being discussed and measured by Chloe's mother. And now she was downstairs, about to hear him fuck her daughter right over her head.

Chloe rubbed her slit over the end of his cock as she continued.

"I described how it tasted on my fingers..."

"Stop. You're teasing."

Her words alone were driving him into a frenzy. She just smirked.

"So. Would you like to fuck me now? Or shall we just sit and worry about Mum?"

Desperate frustration was all Jack could feel. His cock was hurting, tortured by the occasional brush of her damp pussy.

"Oh God, Yes.."

Chloe's fingers guided his nob into her slit, and then in one smooth movement, she lowered herself onto him, all the way down.

"Uhh.

Yeah, just like that."

She took a sharp intake of breath as she felt her insides stretched to accommodate his girth. Tight muscles pushed to one side as he filled her.

Jack was becoming desperate, her mother all but forgotten. He started trying to grind his hips under her to alleviate the ache that now throbbed through his hot cock. He pulled at the binds holding his ankles, wanting the freedom to take control. Again it wasn't happening. He was tied fast and finally accepted his fate. Chloe would dictate the pace. She would fuck him how she saw fit and he would lay back and take it until she released him. He would cum only with her permission.

Chloe started to move up and down, sliding her warm wet pussy over the full length of his shaft. All the while staring at his face. Jack's breathing trembled on every down stroke. He could feel the rolls of flesh and the velvet walls of her tunnel riding over every undulation of his tool as it buried deep inside her.

She moved slowly at first, then faster while using a finger to stimulate her clit. Jack stared at her tits as they went up and down in front of his eyes. Almost conical, the pointed tips aiming straight at him, hardly bouncing against her chest. A firmness that would last a lifetime. Chloe's breathing rose and her eyes shut. Concentration reflected inwards on her needs and the rising pressure in her groin.

Jack started to feel the heat building, driven on by the sight of her finger circling the small puffy red nib of her clitoris. Slowly at first then faster, rising with the urgency of her rocking groin. A moment later she came.

"Uhhh."

A long gasp of pleasure as her finger pressed home hard. Then followed a shuddering of her whole body as her mouth turned up into a satisfied smile. Her eyes opened again focusing on him.

Jack braced himself as his cock throbbed, insisting on being satisfied, demanding that final stimulus to release its warm sticky load. But Chloe just stopped. Jack waited expectantly, but she slid off carefully and lifted herself aside.

Jack was still expectant as he closed his eyes and lay his head back. To cum in her mouth would be equally satisfying. But the comfort of that other warm cave never came either.

"What're you doing?" He asked opening his eyes, terrified she would torture him by denying his own needs. He needed it. He needed it now. He tugged at the rope again, cursing it. His cock was hurting.

Chloe stood away from the bed observing him, looking like a naughty schoolgirl.

"I told you I had a surprise for you." She said reaching out to the door.

Jack panicked as soon as the door began to swing aside. There in the doorway stood Chloe's mother. He struggled hard at the ropes holding him.

"Chloe."

He shouted but she just laughed.

"I've seen you look. Don't pretend you don't want this."

"Hi, Jack." Sam announced stepping forward. Her face beamed as she looked down at his cock waving in the air while he struggled. Its purple exposed head waved wildly in the air.

"My, you are a big boy aren't you."

Sam seemed to study it for an eternity as Jack eased his struggle, trying to comprehend if this was really happening. A vision he'd only briefly imagined was unfolding before him.

Sam finally broke the spell and started to peel away her clothing. Unbuttoning her blouse, then letting her skirt fall around her feet.

Chloe sat on the corner of the bed idly stroking Jacks's leg as she watched his face. A face now turned to her mother with the same lust with which he looked at herself.

"I've seen you looking. So's mum. We know you've thought about this."

Jack was mesmerised. Sam looked so much like Chloe, just more mature. The same fair hair, only a little shorter. The same blue eyes, with just a hint of wrinkling at their corners on her almost fifty-year-old skin that still managed to hold the elasticity of a much younger woman. Somehow it all just made her more desirable.

His mouth dropped as she unclipped her bra and conical tits so like her daughters sprang forth. These were larger, but just as firm. Her nipples were a little thicker and darker in tone. Jack couldn't believe he might get to suck them any moment. Only in his wildest dreams had he imagined this.

"You want to fuck her don't you Jack. You want to fuck my mum while I watch."

Chloe eased the words out with a sultriness. Did he dare admit the truth, that he wanted desperately to fuck her mother? Was it a trick? A test? But then Chloe had initiated this, not him.

"Yes." He purred, still with his eyes fixed on Sam.

His cock was so hard it hurt. Pressure so intense he thought his cum would decorate the ceiling soon if one of these girls didn't relieve him.

He saw Sam smile at his admission and he knew she wanted it just as badly.

Finally, Sam slid her panties only slightly fuller hips and thighs than Chloe's, letting them drop to the floor before stepping clear. She was everything he'd imagined. She was what? Fifty? But she was desirable in the extreme even to a young man like him.

Sam had the same confidence as her daughter, reaching a hand out to squeeze his balls tentatively. She squished his hard ovoids inside their protective sack until he squirmed in her palm.

"You don't mind do you?" She asked.

Jack's head fell back onto the pillow.

"Oh my God. Mind? No."

His cock was alive, burning as she glided her fist around his girth and began a slow gentle wank. He felt the bed bounce slightly as she climbed on. He felt her blowing softly on his crown. The sensation made Jack quiver, sending him into heaven.

"It's been five years since my divorce." She said. "Maybe a year or more before that. That was the last time a man's cock made my hand sticky like this."

She squeezed making his pre-cum squelch to emphasise her point. Then lips encompassed his nob, a gentle sucking at first, then a swirling of the tongue, teasing at the tiny slit. Next came a slow relentless slide down his shaft and back up again. Sam continued as Chloe positioned herself between his legs and went to work at his balls. His sack was stretched tight by his hard-on but she managed to gently prize them away with her teeth, sucking them into her mouth, pulling his pliable flesh even tighter.

Jack opened his eyes in time to see Sam lift away and sit astride him. Fingers positioned his flagpole and he watched as it disappeared, rising up her tunnel. Rich pinky-red lips below a small tuft of pubic hair rolling down his shaft sending tiny spasms through his groin.

"Ah. That's so good. Been so long since I felt a real cock inside me.

And you have a real cock, Jack."

Sam finally reached base. Jack couldn't take his eyes from her body. Twice his age, but still subtle. It shone in the sunlight with the freshness of a baby's skin. So much like Chloe's, maybe just a fraction heavier.

Her pussy gripped his cock tightly as she began to fuck him. Faster and faster as her breathing rose to a pant. Chloe gripped his ball bag with her hand as she sat behind her mum. One hand around, resting on Sam's thigh. He tensed his body, trying to hold back. He couldn't come yet. He couldn't fail her. Not when she'd waited so long. Then Sam bucked.

"Uhhh."

She lost rhythm for only a moment as a shudder went through her. Then she picked up again, rocking her hips back and forth with ferocity.