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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: julia6_2 Posted on: 03 Aug 2009 1 comments
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My daughter and I were spending a morning shopping. Both of us were being much more woolly and indecisive than normal so we retreated to the coffee bar. We found a small space and sat to enjoy cakes and coffee. When women go for coffee it is more likely that they are looking for food rather than drink.

Can I join you? It was Patricia, a young woman in her early twenties. She was good looking but had something extra, she radiated sexuality in the same way that I always thought Monica Lewinsky did.

We chated for a while bringing us all up to date but I also senced that there was an undercurrent between the two young women. Not unpleasant, more just amused.

When we finally parted I mildly rebuked my daughter. "What was going on there?". She replied "You didn't know did you. She was the one. Broke David's duck"

My daughter has been a lot more chatty recently, not censoring what she tells me quite as much as is normal with a late teen. I think I can thank my sister's sybian. When you have seen each other screaming in sexual climax holding back personal secrets does not seem quite as necessary.

Well I pieced the story together after a while but first let me tell you about David. He is quite well built. In the USA I suspect he would be quarter back material but in UK think second row or number 8. Well as a pre teen he was always getting into fights and consequently trouble. Hubby and I talked about it for ages but it really was a guy thing. In the end it was down to hubby. He spent a lot of time with him, not lecturing just talking. Now hubby is a quiet man but he has a golden tongue and seems to say just the right thing. Eventually the fighting stopped but, if anything he seemed bigger and quieter.

Jump on a few years. He is 15 and walking home late from school. There are two boys pushing a smaller one around. Nothing too terrible but very upsetting if you are on the receiving end. David managed to get himself between them and stopped it without actually hitting anyone. He also explained that if the yongster got so much as a splinter in future that he might just come and talk to them.

Not wanting to make a fuss but wanting to get him home safely David managed to contact Patricia, the boy's older sister and explained all.

I don't think it was deliberate but it was a brilliant move. Sisters have older boyfriends and friends with older boyfriends and brothers so word was spread. End of problem. Except that a week or so later Patricia called in to see him.

Now there is no way that I as a humble parent would normally find out any of this but his sister has more contacts than MI5 and, after lots of time had past, was happy to gossip.

Patricia asked David to partner her in a tennis tornament. Now think back, 15 year old boys and 17 year old women are from different planets. Anyway partner her he did and they played quite well, loosing to the eventual winners in the quarters.

Hubby started to take an interest in tennis that summer and, after accompanying them to a match, I could see why. Patricia wore very short skirts or dresses whilst playing plus almost non existant knickers. You can imagine the sight this presented to my son when he was trying to serve.

Anyway after the tennis match David broke his duck, alegedly with her still wearing that skirt.

He was also accepted into Patricia's group of friends. Ok it was never going to be the big romance but he found he could get on with them and, again allegidly, got lucky with some of the other young women in the group . The fact that he has a big dick probably helped too.

Hubby started dragging me off to play tennis wearing totally inappropriate kit. I remember playing during the last available hour of one summer evening. It really is not comfortable playing without undies, your breasts swinging with every movement. Whilst waiting to receive or serving you can never be sure who has walked into view and getting an enhanced view of ones upper thighs.

Actually I won quite easily, there must be a moral there somewhere. Afterwards we moved into the small hut next to the court where, hands pushing against the wall, my short skirt lifted, my bottom pushing back, I was gloriously fucked. By the end I was almost bent double, his hands roughly thrusting my hips back and forth on him.

The walk home took perhaps 10 minutes. I wore a track top but was aware of our combined juices on my labia and running on my legs. It was romantic too, we walked hand in hand. It was delicious to spend just a moment talking to a neighbour. She did not notice hubby's hand, just momentarily, sliding up my skirt at the back to touch me right between my cheeks.

We were both still very horny. Once safely hidden in our front garden we started kissing quite passionately but with his fingers sliding in and out of my pussy. He turned me around and I ended up bent almost double. Pulling the cheeks of my bottom apart he explored my exposed spyncter with his tongue before spreading our combined wettnes from my cunt over the small opening.

Guessing what was to come I braced myself by holding my ankles and spreading a little more. I felt his cockhead at the entrance. There is always a moment of uncertainty and discomfort when a prick is pressing your rear entrance. The shock of entry as it gets in hurts but you also know how kinky it is so it sort of compensates.

On this occasion we were both very turned on so it was quite satisfying. He gave me good deep strokes as I reached back to rub clitty. I managed to cum twice before he pumped his stuff deep in my bowels. We retired to the bathroom for a hot shower followed by a damp cuddle in bed.

Anyway back to my son. Following the tennis tornament and the consequential liaisons Mary started to get requests from various aquaintances for an introduction to her brother. I am told he did rather well out of this. It was at this point in the conversation that she possibly told me more than she intended when she let slip "Well his knob is very big and he seems to last for ages". She did have the grace to bluss bright red when she realised what she had said.

She admited that they had been masturbating together for years. At first she just watched him and helped him out with her hand. Then as she got more comfortable she started rubbing herself at the same time. Eventually they would both get naked and do everything but.

She says she spent the best part of 18 months being her brother's pimp. Not long after she lost her virginity she had decided that she really ought to sample the goods herself. Apparently she jumped on him one Saturday morning and they were at it for a couple of hours. Two hours!