Gender: Male Age: 67 Location: Carolinas
Katie led me through the door. When I turned from closing it Katie was right there to give me a deep kiss. Her tongue felt wonderful intertwined with mine moving between our mouths. I felt her hand in my crotch rubbing me, causing my cock to swell. It hadn’t taken us long to pick up exactly where we had left off. Katie looked up at me, blew me a kiss then knelt to pull my cock, now concrete hard, from my pants.
“I haven’t had a cock to suck in months; funny how being pregnant can be such a turn-off to some men. I never thought I would see this cock--my favorite cock in all the world--again so I’m not wasting a moment.”
“I hope we’re alone.”
“Yes, my folks are at work and my sister is in school.”
“Why aren’t you in school?”
“I usually go, but today I just couldn’t get myself up for it, and am I glad! I would have missed you and I would have missed this,” she said as she wrapped her sweet lips around my hard dick. Her tongue was so hot as it moved up and down my shaft. Katie licked all around my tip. I was getting weak in the knees so I looked around for something to steady myself with. There was nothing near so I hobbled over to the couch and sat. Katie crawled on her knees after me, just keeping her tongue on my rod. I leaned back, savoring the heat and moisture all over my cock—the light touch of her tongue. Katie moved up and down my shaft, sending little jolts of electricity through my balls before spreading all over my body. “Oooh, Katie, I’ve missed that so much. You have no idea…no idea.”
Katie mumbled something through my dick, but she never missed a beat. In fact, she upped the ante, sucking hard in addition to her licking. There was phenomenal friction, building heat throughout my groin, sending sexual energy up to my brain and back down to and through my erection. I’m only human…I couldn’t take much more of this delicious torture. My cock stiffened and grew even more. That signal caused Katie to smile before going at me even harder. I twitched as I felt my balls clench, forcing my semen up through my dick before spurting violently into Katie’s mouth. “Ummmm,” she went as she sucked me dry. Katie licked my cock clean and, giving it a few tugs, forced the last few drops from my cock into her mouth. She sat up on the couch, showed me the semen in her mouth and kissed me, forcing my own juices into my mouth. “Now you know why I love doing that,” she purred in my ear.
“When will people start to come home?” I asked.
“Not until at least 4:00—my sister from school; I expect my mom around five unless my sister calls her, and my dad around 6:30, again unless my sister or mom call him. Why?”
“Just wondering how they’ll react when they meet me.”
“Katie reeled back, “You’re not planning on telling them, are you?”
“Why not; it’s not as though we did anything illegal, and since I’m planning on taking care of you I’d think they’d be pleased.”
“You’re going to take care of me?”
“Of course, didn’t I tell you I didn’t want to be alone and that I wanted you in my life? Don’t you think our child deserves a father?”
“Dick, this is kind of overwhelming. Exactly what do you have in mind?”
“Um… after shocking the hell out of your parents, taking you to city hall for a license, and marrying you. I want our child to have a regular family. Uh, you don’t have a boyfriend or anything like that, do you?”
“No, it’s just such a shock. This morning I figured I’d never see you again and now you want to marry me.”
“Well…unless you don’t want to. I wouldn’t force you. Only if you were willing,” I stammered. I was nervous. This seemed such a good idea back on the east coast. Now I wasn’t so sure.
“I loved being with you six months ago, spending the weekend with you. I think I’d love living with you but I’m not entirely sure I want to get married—at least not yet. Let’s just be together for now and we’ll see abut the marriage part later, OK?”
I wanted Katie with me so her answer was fine. I’d just have to convince her about marrying me later on. “Uh…your dad doesn’t get violent, does he?”
“Why? Worried he’ll hit you?”
“As a matter of fact, yes; If I came home from work and found some old geezer there saying he was the father of my daughter’s child I think I’d want to hit him.”
“My dad might scream at you but I don’t think he’ll actually hit you.”
“I’m glad. I wouldn’t want to hurt him.”
“Hurt him? But….”
“I’m sure you saw my tattoo during our weekend together.”
“Yeah, I did, but it’s just a pitchfork, for crying out loud.”
“No, Katie, that’s not a pitchfork…it’s a trident. Only one kind of GI gets a trident tattoo—a SEAL. I did three tours in Nam back in the ‘60’s. I was a stone cold killer in those days,”
“Yeah, but that was a long time ago. Haven’t you forgotten all that stuff?”
“No, that’s why I don’t sleep well at night. I haven’t forgotten anything.”
“You wouldn’t hurt my dad, would you?”
“No, I wouldn’t want to but let’s not worry about it now. Where’s your bedroom?”
“Oh,” Katie squealed, “Are we gonna fuck?”
“Yes, we are. Now, quiet and show me the way.”
Katie led me upstairs. Her bedroom was done in teenage girly style with a single bed which would make the fucking really interesting considering Katie’s condition. I helped her out of her clothes. Her abdomen was swollen, but not huge. Katie is a big girl with big bones and meat on her. I looked down and saw she still shaved her pussy. That had been my job once and, hopefully it would be my job again. Katie lay on the bed while I removed my clothes. When I dropped my boxers the SEAL tattoo was clearly visible on my left hip.
“Why do you have that on your hip? Why not your arm or shoulder?”
“I didn’t want to make a target of myself. Any insignia like an officer’s rank, I was a Commander, or SEAL ID and you’d become a target for Charlie. So I kept the visible skin clean. For all they knew I was just a regular grunt.” I moved close to Katie, knowing that, as I did, my cock would grow proportionately larger and harder. I slid onto the narrow bed, mostly taken by Katie’s swelling body. I spun her perpendicular to the bed so I could taste her sex. I started at her clit and licked straight down, limiting myself to her outer lips. On the way back up, however, I pushed my tongue right into her slit. Katie responded by pushing her hips up and forward. She grabbed my head, pulling me into her tasty cunt. My tongue was forcing its way deep into her. I lapped up all the pussy juice I could as I tickled her vaginal walls with my tongue. I sucked on her clit causing it to swell. When it became hard I sucked it into my mouth, maintaining its position with my teeth. Katie groaned as I upped the pressure. “Don’t make me cum yet…please. I want to cum with you in me. Please put it in me. Now!”
I leaned back releasing her nub. I stood, lifting her legs to my shoulders. When I moved forward my cock found its way right in front of her love canal. Katie gripped my dick and pulled me to her, sliding my cock into her eager waiting cunt. I felt like I was in Heaven as her tight tunnel gripped my cock. I could never forget this sensation—sliding into a velvet cunt that gripped my cock like a vise. Katie used her legs as levers to bend my cock within her, squeezing me as I moved in and out of her. I picked up her rhythm. I looked into Katie’s eyes, but they were closed; she was in a reverie of pure bliss as we rocked together. I had just cum a few minutes ago so I was in no hurry. Katie on the other hand hadn’t had a hard dick in her in months. She was the first to cum. She convulsed so strongly that she almost forced me out of her. I continued, moving my attentions to her engorged clitoris. She had started to moan again as her hips rocked faster. I teased her clit with my fingernail, applying just enough pressure to help her climb the mountain to another climax. I rocked her harder…faster…harder. I pinched her clit, now swollen like a small erect penis. I was getting close and I could see it was going to be a race—a very close one to see who would cum first. My balls clenched, her pussy squeezed. We both gushed forth at almost the exact same instant. I released her legs so we could hold each other and eased onto the bed next to her, turned her onto her side and entered into a long deep kiss. We lay there for some time until I heard her stomach growl. “Oh, excuse me!”
“I think it’s time for lunch. Let’s dress and go out. We can go wherever you want.”
We dressed and took my car to the nearby town. Katie picked a small café in the middle of the main street. We got a few strange looks when we entered and a few more from some people who knew Katie, but, other than that, we had an enjoyable lunch. We returned to her house a bit after three in the afternoon where we sat in the living room and chatted, catching up on the past six months. After a while Katie excused herself to pee. “It’s something I have to do a lot recently. The doctor says it’s pressure the baby is putting on my bladder.” No sooner had she left than the front door opened. “Hi, Katie, I’m …who are you?” It was Katie’s younger sister.
“Hi,” I replied, “I’m Dick. And your name is?”
“Colleen,” She answered.
“That’s a very pretty name. An Irish name for an Irish lass. Do you have any idea how many girls in Ireland are named Colleen?”
“I don’t know… how could anyone know?”
“Well, Colleen, I’ll tell you. In Irish, what used to be called Gaelic, Colleen means girl. So nobody would name their daughter ‘Girl’ so there are none.”
“You’re just making that up, aren’t you?”
“No, I’ve been to Ireland and that’s what they told me there.”
“Are you a friend of Katie’s? Where is she anyway?”
“Katie had to use the bathroom, and I guess you could say I’m a friend of hers.”
“How do you know her?” She asked as Katie reappeared. I took her hand, kissed it, and said, “I’m the father of Katie’s baby.”
Colleen just stood there for several minutes, mouth open, before she said,” Aren’t you too old for that?”
I laughed. “Colleen, as you get older you’ll understand that you never get too old.”
“Katie, it that true? Is he the father?”
“Yes,” Katie replied, “Dick and I have very strong feelings for each other. I spent a weekend with him…remember I was away for a three day weekend about six months ago. Dick lives far away and I didn’t think I’d ever see him again so I wanted something…someone to remind me of him.” She patted her bulging belly. “You see,” she continued, “Dick was married at the time but now his wife has died so he has returned to me.”
“Well, I think mom and dad will go ballistic when they find out.”
“Yes,” I interrupted, “they probably will.”
We chatted casually, Colleen about school, me about my experiences as a principal, Katie mostly listened. Time flew by until her mother returned from work.
“Katie,” I heard from the hall, “whose car is that? Oh, hello,” she said as she entered the room. I stood, walked across the room and extended my hand. As she took it I said, “Hello, I’m Dick and, to cut to the chase, as they say, I’m the father of Katie’s baby.”
Mom just stood there. I felt funny telling her to sit in her own home, but I did it to maintain control of the conversation. Slowly—clearly—I reviewed what had happened between us—how we met online, established a relationship through our emails, and how we eventually met and conceived her child. “I’m a widower now and I want Katie in my life…to live with me…eventually, I hope to convince her to marry me. Now you know why I suggested you sit. I’m sure it’s quite a shock.”
“Yes, it certainly is. I don’t whether to be angry or happy.”
“I’m sure just seeing someone my age involved with Katie is shocking enough, but I assure you that I do love her—very much—and I promise that I will take very good care of her and our child. I have plenty of money and I’m healthy for my age. With luck you’ll have another grandchild in a year or so.”
Mom just sat there, not knowing what to say. She was clearly upset to learn that her daughter had been involved with a man so much older than she was; on the other hand, here was someone who would care for Katie, pay her expenses, and seemed to love her. It was hard to know what to do. Ultimately, I solved the dilemma for her. “Katie is legally an adult. She can do what she wants and go where she pleases. She tells me she wants to be with me and that’s great with me. The only question is whether you will be a part of her life and the life of our child. Personally, I hope you will. Family is very important to me. I understand that Katie’s dad will have a say in all this, but I hope to convince you that I am the right man for Katie.”
“I don’t know,” Katie’s mom replied. She started to say something else but Katie interrupted. “Don’t I get a say in this Mom? I am an adult and as Dick says I can do what I please. I choose to be with him. I’ve loved Dick ever since we started to email each other. I’m pregnant because I insisted—demanded—unprotected sex with him. I wanted his child and I want him!”
Mom was dumfounded. Katie had never spoken to her like this before. She sat in her chair silent until Katie’s dad returned from work. He took one look around the room saw his wife and daughters sitting silently, before noticing me. “What’s going on? Who are you?” he demanded as he strode further into the room.
“I’m Dick, the father of Katie’s child,” I stated as calmly as possible but he raged. Unable to speak, he wanted to take his frustrations out on someone—anyone. I was handy so he took a step toward me. “Please don’t,” I asked. Unfortunately, that was like a trigger that released his anger. He raised his hands, stepped closer and grabbed me. An instant later he was on the floor looking up bewildered. “I remind you, I asked you to please don’t. I said that for your benefit, not mine. Allow me to help you up.” I leaned over, grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet. “I’m sure we have a great deal to discuss. I suggest we do it as peaceful reasonable people. As I’ve stated several times, I’m Dick and I am the father of Katie’s child. I love Katie, but until now I was unable to provide for her. I was a married man. However, my wife has died and I want Katie to be with me. She has agreed to live with me and I hope, in time, to convince her to marry me. The only question is whether you want to have Katie and her child—our child—in your life. I hope so because I believe that everyone should have strong family ties. I understand that you are shocked by all this but, with time, you will come to understand. I hope you will also come to accept me and what I bring to and for Katie.”
Like the others in the family he just sat there—not speaking a word. Finally, it was Colleen who broke the silence. “I like him,” was all she said as she smiled. She walked over to me and gave me a hug which I gladly returned. That seemed to break the ice. I continued, “Katie tells me that she usually prepares the dinner. She’s been somewhat occupied today so I suggest we all go out. I’m sure you have a few restaurants in town here. I’ll be pleased to treat.”
Katie and I drove to dinner in my car, arriving at the restaurant just a few seconds prior to her parents and Colleen. When we were seated I found myself between Katie and her mom. I spread the menu, half on the table and half covering my lap. That’s when I felt a hand in my crotch. I turned and smiled at Katie. She smiled back but had a confused look on her face. I wasn’t paying all that much attention because that hand was stroking me to an erection. I put the napkin in my lap to hide anything that might happen. That’s when I felt my zipper being pulled down and my cock being expertly removed from my pants. I leaned over to kiss Katie on the cheek, figuring she was working overtime on me. Her hand was working me over in figure eights that were driving me crazy. That’s when I noticed that both of Katie’s hands were on the table. I turned suddenly to Mrs. O’Malley. She smiled, but continued her conversation with Colleen. Now she was clearly jerking me off. I was having a lot of trouble concentrating and keeping my face neutral. When Katie’s dad asked me a question I was barely able to answer; my semen was already rising from my balls. An instant later I came, hiding my reaction in a coughing fit. “Are you alright?” Katie asked.
“Yeah, I think something went down the wrong pipe. I’ll be OK.” I took a drink of water. As I did I noticed Mrs. O wiping her hand on a piece of Italian bread. She was covering it with my cum. She took a big bite, “Wow, they have great bread here, don’t they?” I had to agree. The rest of dinner was uneventful, except that between the appetizer and salad courses Katie put her hand in my lap, squeezing my cock. She seemed surprised when it was slow to respond.
Katie returned with me to the Sleep Inn. We walked to our room hand in hand. Once safely in I closed and locked the door. We shared a shower, soaping each other as we washed the afternoon’s cum down the drain. The last thing we did was shave each other. I carefully trimmed all around her pussy, kissing her mound when I had finished. Then Katie took the razor to my ball sac and finally trimmed all around my cock. We got out, being careful so Katie wouldn’t fall. I dried Katie as she dried me. I spent a lot of time drying her breasts. Well, actually I was suckling on a nipple while I made feeble efforts at drying them. Katie dried my back before attending to my package and ass. She rubbed my cock to stiffness while she fingered my ass. Neither of us could wait to jump into bed. I had just placed Katie under the covers when there was a knock at the door. I looked at Katie who just shrugged. I threw on a pair of boxers and peeked out the window. “It’s your mom,” I whispered. “What the hell does she want?”
“I don’t know,” Katie replied.
We weren’t getting anywhere this way and I didn’t want her disturbing the others in the motel so I opened the door.
“Oh, thank you. I’m so upset. Katie, your father is drinking…heavily. I’m afraid to stay home.”
“What about Colleen?” she asked.
“Oh, she’ll be OK, I took her to her friend Sarah’s house. They sleep over all the time, but I’m scared. Can I stay here?” she slurred. As she stepped closer I could smell alcohol strong on her breath, so I knew Katie’s dad hadn’t been drinking alone. Mrs. O’Malley tottered unsteadily as she walked across the small room. She started to strip, removing her blouse and skirt before she reached the bed. Her bra and panties followed. Her body was pretty good for a 40-something woman. She looked like an older version of Katie and if Katie looked like this when she reached her forties I’d be extremely satisfied. She had what looked like 40-DD or larger breasts. He butt was firm and she had only a slight tummy; all in all a very pleasing sight—however not just now when Katie and I were renewing our love for each other. Mrs. O fell onto the bed reaching back for me as she did. She ripped my boxers from my body. “Oh, Katie, I’m so jealous of you. Your father hasn’t touched me in months. I need some loving so badly. She reached for my flaccid cock, stroking it slowly. “Oh, I shouldn’t be here, should I, Katie. Please don’t be mad at me.” She reached over to Katie intending to kiss her on her cheek. She kissed her daughter then slid her lips over Katie’s. Her kiss was soft at first—motherly-- but that changed as Katie returned her kiss. Mrs. O grabbed the back of Katie’s head pressing her lips hard into Katie’s, her tongue forcing its way into her daughter’s mouth. She cupped Katie’s large soft breast before moving her hand to her nipple. They were rubbing each other skin on skin, heating each other. Mrs. O let go of my erection so she could rub Katie’s clit, soon driving Katie crazy with desire. Katie writhed under her mother’s touch. Her mom kissed her way down Katie’s body, teasing her navel with her tongue before settling her mouth over Katie’s mound. I looked at Katie wondering what to do. Katie mouthed the words, “Fuck her…hard.” I positioned myself behind the woman I hoped would be my future mother-in-law, rubbing her ass before slipping my hand down to her slit. If she objected she should have said something, but since she didn’t I opened her canal with my fingers and slid my hard cock into her. She was wet—now I knew where Katie got it from—and her tunnel was so hot. I pushed all the way into her, holding her hips for balance I started to fuck her hard. All this was having a marvelous effect on her as she started to attack Katie’s cunt with zeal. She was drinking Katie’s pussy juice—slurping it up—as she sucked on Katie’s cunt. When she moved to Katie’s clit, nibbling and licking it, Katie went over the top. She tensed, motionless, before shaking with convulsions of sexual rapture. She went limp in a pool of her own sweat. As she lay back, her mom paid more attention to the fucking I was delivering. “Harder…harder… please.” I was jamming my cock into her pussy with incredible force. At the angle I was using I had to hit her G-spot with every thrust. “Oohhh, damn, that feels so fucking good. Give it to me. Fill me with your cream. Oohhh, I’m…going…cuuummmming! Ooooohhhhh! Ooohhh” She would have collapsed if I weren’t fucking her and I had no intention of stopping.
“Ugh, I’m close. Just a little bit more." Mrs. O pulled off my cock and spun around at the same time that Katie revived. Cheek to cheek they jerked me off, my stream hitting Katie in the face before the next shot landed in her mouth. Her mom pushed her aside so the next rope landed in her mouth. My final shot landed on Mom’s chest. Katie licked my cum from her mom while Mom wiped it from her daughter’s face. “Damn, you taste good,” Mrs. O said, “but then I found that out at dinner, didn’t I” I’ve eaten there many times but their bread never tasted so good before.”
We climbed into the king sized bed with Katie in the middle. I lay on my back, head on a pillow, ready for sleep. Katie snuggled close, her knee over my legs, her left arm over my chest. I raised my arm so she could put her head on my shoulder and wrapped it around her body. We pulled up the blanket and drifted into a restless sleep.
It was still dark out when I roused, or should I say was roused from sleep. I felt someone tugging at my cock and licking it clean of the cum and Mrs. O’s pussy juice. Katie was still in my arms sound asleep so that left only her mom. Katie’s foot was pushed aside and my legs were pushed apart. When Katie rolled over she pulled most of the blankets with her. I could see her mom between my legs. She looked up, giving me a sheepish grin as she continued to suck on my cock which by now was again hard as granite.
“I need you to fuck me,” she whispered, “fuck me in my ass. It’s been so fucking long since I had it that way…please.” I didn’t want to cheat on Katie so I figured the best way to handle this was to wake her up. “Wha…?” she asked rubbing her eyes.
“Your mom wants me to fuck her ass.” I explained.
“So…do it. You didn’t have to wake me up for that.” And she immediately fell back asleep. I got up from the bed and positioned myself behind her. I brushed the tip of my cock against her slit, pre-cum dripped onto her labia and into her cunt. I pushed into her as she responded with a light moan. I gave her several hard thrusts, causing her to buck forward as I rammed into her. I pushed two fingers into her wet snatch along with my cock. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good. When are you going to do my ass?”
I pushed one of the fingers, moist with her lubricants, into her anus, moving it around to spread the lube and relax her anal muscles. When I thought she was ready I forced in the other. When the anus was sufficiently stretched I pulled my cock from her dripping pussy and aimed for her butt. There was a slight gape so I was able to push my cock head in easily. Once that was past her sphincter the job was simple. I pushed forward as she pushed back. It was only a moment before I was balls deep into her shitter. She moaned louder now and even more when I started to fuck her. When I reached around her hips for her clit I thought she would jump off the bed. I rammed her hard, partly to get myself off, partly to punish her for interrupting my plans for Katie and me. “Oh, God, that hurts…so… fucking… good.” She started to shake all over as her climax neared and experienced one massive shudder when it hit her. She sunk to the bed, my cock still up her ass. I continued to ram it up her ass until—“I’m going to cum.” She pulled herself off me and spun around, taking my dirty cock into her mouth. She was cum crazy. She couldn’t get enough of my juice into her mouth and would do anything to get it. When I finally came torrents of hot white cum jetted from my cock straight into her stomach. She milked me dry then licked my cock clean before returning to her side of the bed. I snuggled up against Katie. She rolled over again throwing arm and leg over me. I fell back asleep, exhausted from my exertions.
We three had breakfast the following morning then returned Katie’s mom to her home. Katie packed several bags and we headed to the airport. Katie would return to the Carolinas with me where we would live. Katie would attend school until our child was born then return until she graduated. I was thrilled to learn that she would have a girl. Another Katie in my life would be great.
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