Passions of Innocents

( Gloria and her Daughters )
Helena and Charli

Another work of Fiction
By
… Barbusie …
April 15, 2012

A young newly divorced, desperately horny, and overly protective Jewish mother of two sexually overcharged teen-age daughters with raging hormones goes on the prowl for a man. One who is reasonably good looking, and has the equipment and stamina to not only keep her sexually satisfied and content, but would have to willing to consider helping her teach her little darlings about the wondrous and pleasurable world of sexual ecstasy. And who wouldn’t have a problem keeping her and her daughters content and satisfied for the next few years till the girls either go to collage or move out on their own…..
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Chapter 1

( Just trying to get by )



It was on a late smoldering hot midsummer Saturday evening and Keith Grayson was sitting on a stool at the High Side tavern sipping on his third frosted mug of the night, when in walked one gorgeous looking blonde babe in a denim mini-skirt and spaghetti stringed white cotton top with no bra.

Keith raised an eye brow and cocked his head to one like a curious dog as he watched the girl who looked to be about mid thirty slowly walked the length of the bar and sit down on a stool next to him. He had just got off work at 11:00pm from his second shift job as a girder welder and was trying to get the taste of welding soot out of his mouth.

He hadn’t gone home first to shower and it had been damned hot in that factory that night. The fact that it was mid June and hadn’t rained in two weeks might have had something to do with it. But he knew damned well he wasn’t looking and smelling his best at that point in time. So he was kinda surprised and just smiled at her as she sat down while he kept sipping on that nice cold beer.

The woman looked around the room and didn’t seem to be thrilled with her choices of men in the place. Keith sat there and thought. ‘The only reason a single woman as smoking hot looking as her would be doing in a dank and smoky biker dive like ‘The High Side Saloon,’ was that she must be looking to get laid damned good and proper.

He then thought to himself, ‘If he was a fine lookin blond on the hunt for a husband, he damned sure wouldn’t start looking in joint like this. Unless he was looking for a patsy for some sort of diabolical plot to defraud an insurance company out of a million dollars worth of life insurance. Just because her newly wed 2nd, 3rd, or 4th husband was unfortunate enough to have himself a fatal accident two weeks before their 2nd anniversary. You see, this is how Keith’s mind worked sometimes, especially after he finished knocking back his third or forth frosted mug.

Smoking hot wasn’t strong enough to describe this hottie. When she walked down that bar toward him, Keith guessed her height to be about 5ft 4in, more or less. Her ass was nice and tight as it swayed seductively as she slowly strutted down the full length of the forty feet of bar in that tight assed mini-skirt. Her legs were smooth and well tanned. And she was wearing white sandals with well manicured and polished toes peeking out the front ends.

Keith’s eyes went back up the hottie’s body as she got closer and noticed that she had a pierced belly button on a nice flat stomach. She had light dishwater blonde hair that hung loose across her shoulders and stopped just below her shoulder blades. She had pale blue eyes set in a nice clear oval face, a pert upturned nose, with a pair of pouty lips that a guy could kiss and suck on all night long. Hell, even Robin the bar-maid and Keith’s old high-school pal couldn’t keep her eye’s off this hottie. When the girl got about half way down the bar, Robin turned and looked at him and lipped a silent, ‘wowww’. Keith grinned as Robin bent down to wash a mug and whispered. ‘Your droolin, darling.” Robin just rolled her eyes and went back up the bar. Keith knew that Robin was Bi and got just as turned on by a good lookin hottie as she did a smokin hot dude.

Now ol Keith wasn’t no ragging faggot, and he hadn’t had any decent pussy since the 50 year old cougar he was living with ran off about six months back with some dick-head that had a lot more money then he did. The fact that she’d caught the boy in bed with her teen-aged daughter didn’t help much either.

You see. Ol Keith was a 24 year old horn dog biker, who was just trying to get by in this life without getting killed, or a really bad case of V.D. Keith had always been a horn dog, ever since he met and fell in ‘LOVE’ with a teen-aged high school ‘Nympho’ when he was just 16. He up and made the mistake of marrying that one. Then if that wasn’t bad enough, he went and joined the Army to support both of them. At that time though, Keith was letting his 9 inch dick do most of the thinking. And it never even dawned on him that taking a 17 year old married Nymphomaniac to a U.S. Army basic training post, where some 10 to 20 thousand young swinging dicks rotate in and out about every six months just might be a problem, and a real bad idea. Shit, from what he told me, it was like taking a kid to a candy warehouse.

Keith said he had a hell of a lot of fun with her though. But, after a year or two he finally got tired of her having most of the fun, and arranged to get sent to Germany just to get away from her. But that is another story that I intend to write later.. Mean while back at the bar..

That little blond hottie sat down next to Keith. ‘High, I’m Gloria.” She smiled real big at him. Keith just looked at her grinned and said ‘How you doin, I’m Keith.” Robin the barmaid came down and Gloria ordered a glass of wine and Keith held up his mug and said, ‘These are on me.” ‘Thank you kindly sir.” Gloria said leaning toward him a little. ‘You trying to pick me up?” She giggled. ‘Why, you lookin to get picked up?” He grinned at her. Gloria looked him up and down with a hungry look in her eye and leaned in and whispered. ‘Maybe.” Keith took a long sip of his beer and thought about it. Robin returned with another round. ‘So where did you come from.” Keith asked. ‘What, you gonna interview me first?” ‘Just being friendly.” Keith responded.

‘Well, I’m a recently divorced mother of two teen girls with ragging hormones and being on my own for the first time since high school is really new to me.” Gloria explained. ‘Ya, I just broke up with a chic that had a 15 year old. They can be a hand full.” Keith said. ‘They sure can my youngest is about to turn 13 and she thinks she’s all grown up already.” Gloria replied rolling her eyes. ‘The other ones 15 and can’t wait to start driving.” She added. ‘I couldn’t either when I was 15.’ Sounds pretty normal to me.” Keith said.

He grabbed a five off the bar from the drink change and yelled at Robin to come down the bar. ‘Whatch you want.” She asked when she got there. ‘Change for the box.” John said pointing toward the juke box. Robin brought the change back and he handed Gloria two bucks in quarters and said lets see what kind of music you like. I gotta go to the shitter and get rid of some of this beer. Keith got off the stool then Gloria nearly fell getting off of hers Keith had to catch her or she would have fell face first on the floor.

When he reached out to steady her, his right hand landed right smack dab on top of her right titty. He could feel the nipple getting rock hard as he held her for a moment. She leaned against him and whispered. ‘Thought you had to pee.” Keith turned her loose and then turned a little red. He just grinned and walked to the shitter. As he stood there pissin like a cow on a flat rock, he actually had to hold his pecker down to keep from pissing on the wall. ‘Aahh shit,’ he thought to himself. ‘Here we go again.’ He looked down at his now rock hard dick and said. ‘Well, looks like your ready for this shit, huh pal.”

When Keith came back out Gloria was doing a little dance in front of the box to the soulful beat of a good Bob Segar ballad. He walked over and took her in his arms and whispered in her ear. ‘Care to dance, Gloria?” She smiled a big grin as wrapped her arms around the man and melted into him. Keith held her close and they began to sway to the music. Gloria put her right thigh between his legs and ground her crotch into his thigh.

It just happened to be the same thigh his hard cock was throbbing real good trying to break through the jeans he was wearing. Gloria just kept sliding her panty covered pussy up and down against Keith’s denim covered hardon causing him to shudder a time or two he kissed her lightly on the neck and nibbled at her ear loab a little. He could feel her rock hard nipples against his t-shirt covered chest. Her right hand was gently squeezing the left cheek of his ass. He reached down with both hands and squeezed her ass good and firm.

‘Would you like to get out of here and go to my place for a while.” Keith whispered into Gloria’s ear. She just reached up and kissed him good and full right on the lips and reached down and gave his ragging cock a good squeeze. She looked up with lust filled eyes and asked. ‘You live close by?” ‘About ten miles east, a little place called Leslie.” He replied. She kissed him again and whispered. ‘We haven’t left yet?”

Keith didn’t even go back to the bar to get the change he had left there. Robin ended up with nearly a twenty dollar tip. It was about 1am and the night air hadn’t cooled much since the sun went down. With her arm in his, they swaggered out to the parking lot. Gloria leaned against her car while Keith stuck a key into his custom Harley Low-Rider and hit the button that brought the hog thundering out of a sound sleep. He goosed the throttle a couple of times to make sure the hog was going to stay awake.

Letting the hog idol to warm up he walked around the bike and up to Gloria leaning against her car. He kissed her good and deep using a little tongue while he was at it. They were in between the cars and it was fairly dark. Gloria slid down the side of her car and unzipped Keith’s jeans. He tried to stop her.