My gf's mom

[Stanlee25m]

This is my first attempt at writing a story. So please forgive me, if I make any typos or grammar mistakes. If you are not into MILFs or potential incest, please do not read this. Everything written here is pure fiction. I would appreciate comments whether good or bad and also suggestions on how the story should develop. Thanks

I’m an 18 year old teenager with raging hormones and am currently attached to my JC classmate sweetheart Fiona. We have been dating for about a year already and have just started experimenting with sex. Fiona is a sweet Chinese girl from a very well to do upper middle class family. She has an older sister who is currently studying in NUS on a local scholarship and is normally staying in the hall. I tend to hang out a lot at her house as Fiona has her own room in her two storey semidetached, while I have to share a room with my older brother.

Fiona’s father, Nicholas, is a short balding man of 60+ years old. He made his money in stock broking way before he decided to settle down and have kids. His wife, Irene, a housewife (Tai Tai) is a lot younger than him. Irene is around 40 years old. Tall at around 1.65m but slim and petite at around 47kg. She has long brownish highlighted wavy hair, brownish large eyes and the most beautiful smile. Her breasts are full and perky. Probably a c-cup. Her body is toned from the daily aerobics she does at home. She is a perfectly shaped MILF. Thank goodness Fiona takes after her mother and not her dad!!

Aunty Irene’s dressing is however conservative and will normally be in jeans or a sundress when going out or in T-shirt and shorts while in the house. She however keeps a collection of sexy and enticing lingerie. I have seen and smelt them in the laundry basket and have seen them hanging out to dry in the lawn. G-strings, lacy half cup bras are the norm. Uncle Nic probably has a fetish for such lingerie!!

Both parents are very accepting in having me around the house and are very nice to me. In fact, Aunty Irene tells me that she would rather both of us hang out in the house instead of getting into trouble outside. Little did she realize that trouble was just about to start brewing.

Damn!! How do you want the story to progress?

[megafortress]

keep going bro! waiting for next installment!

[Phython1]

camping for more. sound like a nice start and eager to read more!!

[IwantbustyKim]

Like this:

[Johnnykhan]

New camper ALERT!!!

[clinton]

set my tents here

[sadfa]

Originally Posted by Stanlee25m

This is my first attempt at writing a story. So please forgive me, if I make any typos or grammar mistakes. If you are not into MILFs or potential incest, please do not read this. Everything written here is pure fiction. I would appreciate comments whether good or bad and also suggestions on how the story should develop. Thanks

Damn!! How do you want the story to progress?

Wow! Audience participation! Dont mind if I do.

One fine day, Auntie Irene whatsapp me asking me to pop down to their house over the weekend for a mini gathering. She express her concern over the friends her children mix with & they must make sure their kids arent led astray.

I sent her some pandering sappy shit saying how upright I am & how I wont take advantage of Fiona & laughed to myself how fake I am.

On the day itself, I dressed in my best Topman long sleeve buttoned up shirt & new Levis, shaved & spent 1 hour doing & setting my hair. Damn! I look good. I wanted to give them the best impression & trim my fingernails too. Cant leave out any small details you know. I still have 2 hours left & I jerk off to Fiona's image in my mind. Only a matter of time I get the real thing. Little do I know, I need not do that.

[sadfa]

I went down to their semi-d. At night, it looks so quiet & serene.
Heehee. Great for hanky panky with Fiona.

I pressed the door bell & Aunty Irene let me in.
She asked me to try the hors doeuvre. I gobbled them down & thought this is how the rich lives. Fiona did tell me her parents spend alot on the good stuff in life.

Uncle Nick then asked me to drink some Kruegers champagne.
Aunty Irene said dont lah! But Uncle Nick said Ok right, Stan?
I smiled & drank in 1 glass just like that. Damn! A bit bitter but smooth. Better than the cheap Tiger I sneak from 7-11 with my friends.

Aunty Irene then sat next to me & got serious & said how important their kids mix with the right company. I was feeling drowsy & was just nodding politely. She could have told me the combination to their safe & I would just nod politely.

But I was wide alert when Aunty Irene came even closer & whisper her concerns & she got touchy feely by touching my fingers & resting her hand on my thighs. Mmmmm.

I dont really like MILFs but for Aunty Irene I would make an exception. I learnt later Aunty Irene isnt in her 40s but 50 cos if she is 40s, how to give birth to Fiona & elder sister??? Duh!

She then got closer & closer & hugged me & said Im so glad Fiona knows such a gentleman. I hugged her tighter & sniff her hair & body smell. Shiok! All the while, Uncle Nick was hanging around & not objecting.

Aunty Irene then said, come. I will show you around our house. We bought some nice animal skins when we went for our safari in Kenya.

[sadfa]

She grabbed my hand & led me to her bedroom. Heehee. I know what she wants.

She then sat me on the edge of her bed & hugged me tight & say again how happy she is Fiona met me. I dont give a shit if shes drunk or not but I know im goin to score tonight. At that stage, I didnt bother that Fiona wasnt even in. Heard her parents ask her to go to her cousins.

I then gave her a quick kiss. Aunty Irene looked a bit shock but smiled & kissed me back. Ho say liao!!! Maybe Uncle Nick just wants to watch me fuck his wife.

Aunty Irene then ask me to lie on her bed face down so she can give me a nice massage. I quickly removed my Levis, leaving my boxers & Aunty Irene giggled & said you dont need that.

She removed my boxers & gave me a nice scrotum massage. By that I mean jerk me off. She was between my legs & used soft tissues & baby wipes. Damn shiok. It feels both hot & cold. I thought of joking & ask her how she become so professional but I dont want to pichar lobang & kept quiet.

I reached my holy grail of fucking mother & soon daughter. I wonder can I take photos or my friends on sbf won't believe me.

The massage was damn good. My cock was full mast & with the alcohol, I felt damn hot & good.

While I was in fcuking cloud 9000, then at that moment ......

[Johnnykhan]

Threesome time!!

[sadfa]

I then realise something jam up my ass!!!

OMG!!!!! CCB!!!!!!!!
CB CB CB!!!!!!

I wanted to raise my head & shout but a hand was hovering 2 inches above my head & when I raise my head, I was pressed down.

It was Uncle Nick shoving his cock into my karching. OMG!
I cant describe how it feels. Like a spider giving birth to eggs in me & the eggs grow & grow.

Uncle Nick was good at it. His thrusting was rhythmatic & non stop. It started slow & deep & went deeper & deeper.

I tried to do a UFC spinning back elbow on him but only managed to cramp my shoulder! Cb! Dont believe what you watch on TV.

I cant do anything but try to scratch their expensive 180 thread count egyptian cotton bed sheets but with my nails neatly cut, I didnt damage it at all.

So Uncle Nick was thrusting on & on. I remember Fiona telling me her dads tattoo on his right arm of GJH means Genetic Jack Hammer. I laughed & told her its Jack Rabbit. Now the thought of bugs bunny fucking me made me chuckle in silence.

The fucking lasted an eternity. I learnt he fucked for close to 1 hour & midway through, instead of clutching their bedsheets, I was holding Uncle Nicks hands instead. Both of them. Palm to Palm.

Through it all, I thought his dick was so long, I felt his urine down my throat. But that couldnt be true, could it?

After close to 1 hour, with an almighty grunt, Uncle Nick released all his load in me. I later joked I had an enema at 18 & it wasnt good.

After Uncle Nick finished, he was sweating like a pig. The guys is fit!
He looked at me & told me No Viagra OK! & he whispered to me 'This doesnt make me gay you know.'

I was concussed with tears in my eyes & groggy. My legs were spread eagle & Im afraid of closing them.

But this wasnt too end as you should know.

[sadfa]

Aunty Irene then said to me. We can stop if you want, but since you come so far, stop halfway wasted right?

I nodded & thought its better to have their blessings to fuck Fiona & asked her meekly not to be so rough. Aunty Irene laughed & said like that how to join army? I figured her hands cant be worse right? Aunty Irene thrusted me & whispered to me repeatedly you are not sloppy seconds you are not sloppy seconds.

For some reason, Aunty Irene is even worse. I suppose its because Uncle Nick has a dick & its real flesh & blood but Aunty Irene's hands got no feel right?

I suddenly felt my upper thighs getting wetter & wetter & bawled & asked her to stop. I havent cried like that since Pri 6 when Mrs Low asked me infront of the class why I didnt do my homework & I cried when she fucked me. The whole class was laughing but stopped when they realised I peed myself. Did I say Pri 6? It was actually Sec 5.

Aunty Irene asked me what's wrong dear? I cried & pleaded with her to stop because I'm already bleeding. She looked at me puzzled & said silly boy its your cum. You came. She then took a drop of my sperm & rubbed on my cheek & continued thrusting.

She thusted & thrusted & then she stopped. I guess she came.

I turned around & saw she had her clothes on. I didnt even get to see her neh neh. She handed something to Uncle Nick & asked him to soak it in dettol. I could see my sai on it. It was very long like a giant sausage & had small balls & ridges & waves on it. It looked like Egyptian hieroglyphics. Of cos I know nuts about hieroglyphics. It was just squiggly things on it to me.

Aunty Irene then said dear, you want to wash up? I said no, pulled up my jeans, anyhow button my shirt, left my boxers & gingerly walked down the stairs. I heard from Fiona her parents bathroom use genuine Italian marble & got a plasma TV in it but I never saw it.

[sadfa]

I never managed to fuck Fiona.
We broke up without say a word after that night.
I was afraid she knew about my fucking.
It was awkward in class because we sat in different corners. Everyone thought I broke up with her because I never got a fucking. They were half right.

I lost contact with Fiona but heard she married, had 2 adorable kids & became a successful vet in USA. Fiona always loved small animals.

I guess her parents were right. I should be kept away from her. I only wanted to use her & fuck her & am a total parasite on her.

As for me, I became withdrawn & they called me Emo Lad or Lao Lan Kia in school. That's not so bad because I was posted to MDC in the army where they call me Gums for exchanging favours for day offs.

Now, I frequent gay bars, gay spas, gay cruise, gay anything. In fact I went to the reopening of Gay World for 6 months before I realised its not what I think it is. Like Uncle Nick said, 'this doesn't make me gay you know.'

[sadfa]

Originally Posted by Stanlee25m

This is my first attempt at writing a
PDamn!! How do you want the story to progress?

Finish yr story for you. its better than anything you can write. Remember to up ne hor

[Stanlee25m]

One Sunday morning. I was over at Fiona’s house. We were working on some project together and the deadline was soon. I loved to go over to Fiona’s house in the mornings. That’s because Aunty Irene tends to do her daily, 1 hour long aerobics routine in the mornings and would take a shower after. Shower = dirty panties in the laundry basket after!! When I arrived, Aunty Irene was busy on the treadmill, jogging.

“Hi, Aunty Irene!”
“O, hi Adam!” Aunty Irene replied while panting
“Need to get some project done ASAP. It’s like going to take the entire day till night. Where’s Fiona?’

I watched as Aunty Irene jogged. She was perspiring. Her grey cotton gym tight shorts and tight crop top was stained in sweat, especially around the crotch area and bust line. Her cropped top was exposing her tight midriff. She had a tramp stamp tattoo of some tribal print on her back above her butt. Damn she looked hot! Her large c cups were bouncing as she jogged on the treadmill. I started to imagine what kind of underwear she was wearing underneath! My naughty mind distracted when she replied.

“She’s in her room.” Aunty Irene smiled at me, unaware about my filthy thoughts
“Where’s Uncle Nic? Need to greet him.”
“He’s out at the golf course. With his friends.” Came the reply
“Do you need me to ask Maria (the maid) to prepare something for you guys to eat?”
“I brought some chips. No need. Thanks! Will see you later.” I replied, before climbing the stairs to the second floor to meet up with Fiona.

The morning was largely uneventful, sexually, as we were both stressed in churning out the project. An hour later, I could hear the shower in Fiona’s parents’ bedroom go on and 30mins later, could hear Aunty Irene, walking down the stairs.

“Hey darling, I need to go to the bathroom. Need to wee wee.” Fiona whispered at me.
“Me too! But I think I need to do a number 2 (means that I needed to take a shit).” I lied
“O! Well there are two options then. You can follow me and watch me pee like a perv or you can use my parent’s bathroom!!” Fiona replied winking at me.
“Ha ha. I would like to see you pee and maybe take a few pictures!” I replied
“You perv!! No way!! I was just joking. You be a good boy and use Dad’s toilet.” Fiona replied while laughing.

My plan worked. In fact I’ve used this plan a few times already. And it worked pretty well so far.