Double Trouble? – Part III

Double Trouble? – Part III


We finally got to Ellen’s around 9:30…Ellen was in her terry cloth gown with a towel wrapped around her wet hair. When I walked in she gave me a smile that lit up the room and walked over to me….pulling me down to her, and gave me a very long tender, loving kiss….not terribly sexual….but most definitely loving and affectionate.

“Good morning Mr. Bear, did you go into hibernation?” “I was beginning to think you had forgotten how to get here.”

“Nope, I was just hard to wake up…and then took my sweet time getting out of bed….messed around the house for a bit, grabbed a shower and here we are!” “I slept like the dead last night and Jennifer said she tried several times to get me awake.” Now I am hungry as a…wait for it…we all said in unison…”Bear”…and then broke up laughing.

Breakfast was great…I learned that Ellen was better than an average cook….and I’m afraid I made a pig of myself. Ellen seemed happy to see me wolf down breakfast, she was unaware of my sudden protein shortage, and Jennifer did a good job of stuffing her face, too.

We sat at the dining table and talked then about 10:30 the phone rang….it was one of Jennifer’s girl friends wanting her to come over to her house for her birthday party. After checking with Ellen, and Ellen checking with the girl’s mother, arrangements were made and Jennifer went to get ready. Boys were going to be there too, so it was an “event” Ellen informed me. When Ellen mentioned boys…I could have sworn I felt a little jealousy. Go figure.

The great news was Ellen and I would have the entire afternoon to just hang out….talk….and do whatever we pleased. We did agree that when Jennifer got home we’d go to my house a cook out on my patio by the pool…maybe even take a swim. Oh….did I mention my hot tub? Yeah…I got one of those, too.

After delivering Jennifer to the party I returned to Ellen’s and found her back in bed with the Sunday paper. So I joined her in the bed…and we read the paper while necking off and on until I lost interest in the sports news and pulling her robe open kissed my way down her body from her lips to her pussy…where I remained for a very very long time….much to Ellen’s delight.

I love eating pussy! Always have and always will. To me eating a pussy is a lot like kissing a more sensitive pair of lips…that guard the entrance to paradise. I love to lick a woman’ outer lips avoiding her clit totally ‘til she begins to moan and her tender folds begin to open like a beautiful flower.
I love the aroma too…and the way the inner labia flush with blood as they grow wetter and wetter….licking and nibbling on them as they get really swollen and sensitive is just delightful…and with the first kiss of a very erect clit….and the sounds a woman makes at that moment…send me into a state of bliss and perfect control. I’m not a tantric….but I do understand the concept…which I kind of fell into on my own.
Inserting fingers or toys is the next course of my perfect dining experience….and then teasing and eventual penetrating the anal opening usually with a well lubricated finger and continuing to feast on her until she explodes and covers my face with her sweet essence. I have no doubt that others are probably better oral loves than me but I will say I doubt anyone enjoys it more than me and I get no complaints!

Ellen, who is tremendously responsive, must have cum four times in the space of half an hour. After her last orgasm she pushed my head away and said “god….no more….I’m exhausted…please…just let me rest for a few minutes.”

I slid up her body and kissed her parted lips softly….”would you like something to drink baby?” I asked….noticing the sheen of sweat over her whole body.

“Pleeeaaassseee” she mewed…some water please.”

I silently slipped out of bed and went to the kitchen for water…walking on slightly weak knees myself….but sporting major wood. Returning to the bedroom and put the glass to her lips and let her drink slowly….”better” I asked?

“Thank you so much Doug you are such a sweet kind man…and I’ve never been made love to by a man like you before.”

I put the glass on the bedside table and snuggled against her….my hand covering her pussy….causing her to grin like a Cheshire cat. “Don’t think I didn’t see that huge erection you’re sporting…and I do plan to do something about that very soon.”

Then we drifted off into a peaceful sleep…

When I awoke I realized that for the second time that day….someone was sucking my cock and massaging my balls…and she was doing a spectacular job…my cock was throbbing so hard I thought it might explode and then I felt a finger pressing against and then slipping into my asshole…..I shook all over and groaned loudly as she began massaging my prostate as she sucked my cock deeper into her throat….

Ohhh fuck Ellen….I’m cummmmmmmming!!!! I grabbed her head and began stabbing my cock into the back of her throat as the cum poured from my cock. Ellen somehow freed her head from my death grip, pulled off my cock looking up at me as I continued to spew unto her face “said “yeah baby cum all over your slut….paint my face…fill my mouth…give me that cuuuuummmmmmm!!!!!”

Then she pounced on my cock again as sucked me ‘til I was drained. I honestly came so much and so hard it hurt. But in a good way….I promise.

In the afterglow….we cuddled peacefully as I tenderly kissed Ellen’s face, and happily licked my cum from her chin, neck, and breasts. Then she crawled on top of me looked into my eyes and said quietly…”so tell me Poppa Bear…who is the best cock sucker in this family…me of Jennifer?”

After my heart started beating again I tried to stammer out a response but as I was about to tell Ellen a major lie she put her finger over my lips and simply said “you don’t have to explain, I know what she did and I knew she was going to do it when she left to go to your house.” “ She asked me if she could…and honestly, I really don’t mind that she sucked you awake, I know she wanted it…was ready for it, and that you would not do anything to hurt her.”

I just lay there my head spinning. “Really” I croaked?

“Yes, really” Ellen said, “which brings up a conversation that we need to have…and it might as well be now.” But since we’re all sweaty and sticky…and you are probably in need of some mental recovery time…let’s get in the shower and get cleaned up.”

With that she took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom….turned on the shower and pulled me in with her. I looked at her beautiful blue eyes and just kissed her lovingly.

After the shower she presented me with my very own matching terry cloth robe and we returned to bed to work our way through the issues at hand.

“Ellen fixed me with her gaze and said “First, you should know that my family had an ongoing incestuous sexual relationship for many years.” “My father introduced me to sex starting when I was 12….and my mother became involved soon thereafter, as did my brother.”

I started to say something, probably totally stupid, but Ellen put her finger across my lips and told me to just listen.

“I no long have sex with my parents or my brother….but I did up until the time I got married, at which time my parents pretty much disowned me.” “They still love me and I still love them, but other than giving me a job…and some money occasionally for Jennifer I was cut off entirely.” “You see they sensed what an asshole I was marrying and forbid me to do it.” “I thought they were just jealous and wanted to keep me in the family…so I defied them, got married at 19 and had Jennifer 10 months later.”

I pulled a major fuck up!