Sorry Guys this is part of the original draft, the later version featured many threesomes with my fiancée and my mother. It was 15000 words but I managed to break it, now I don’t have the heart to rewrite it.
Please don’t slag it off, I already know!
It’s only just long enough but I’m sure a couple of people will like it.
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I knew my fiancée was cheating on me, in reality she was really cheating on her girlfriend as she told me the first time we met she was screwing a MILF.
What I didn’t expect to see on the day after she moved in with me, was her on my bed being sixty-nined by another woman.
Let’s take a little step back to eight months ago.
I’d allowed my friend to arrange a blind date for me. I was to meet this tall girl with bleached blond hair dressed in a yellow jacket in a burger bar at 8pm. I bought a Coke and was sat there at a table with a perfect view of the whole room. Across the other side of the aisle there was a young couple of about fourteen trying to be grown up but not succeeding. At 7:55pm a bright red haired girl about my age of twenty-two wearing a dark green suit entered, and without getting any food or drink, sat on the table adjacent to mine. We exchanged wary ‘Hi’s’ and snatched nervous glances bursa escort of each other for the next twenty minutes.
Eventually I asked: “Excuse me are you by any chance Mary?”
“No, Nancy.”
“I’m supposed to be meeting a blind date and wondered if I had got the description wrong.”
“Not me I’m afraid, I’m meeting my girlfriend.”
“Ahh.”
Five minutes later I said: “I reckon I’ve been stood up but I’ll have a coffee before I leave, can I get you anything?”
“I’d love a coffee but I don’t have any money with me.”
I got 2 coffees at the counter and sat at her table.
“Thanks for this; I managed to leave my purse at work.”
We sat and chatted about our dates, or lack of. She told me about her older female colleague who had surprised her under the mistletoe at the office party three months ago.
I told her about my lack of girlfriend and how home life had gone downhill. Mum & Dad had started arguing as neither had got the right Christmas presents and were going through divorce.
At 10:30 I started making noises to leave and Nancy was getting agitated. “I haven’t got my purse so I can’t get home.”
“Where’s home?”
I literally drove past her flat on my way altıparmak escort home and dropped her off, without her realising I wrote please call on one of my business cards and slipped it in her pocket before she left the car.
Well she did call a few days later and we saw lots of each other but she was also still seeing her older woman.
In May Dad walked out and moved straight into the arms and bed of another woman, two years older than me, on the rare occasions we saw him he would be drunk and there was always a row so we stopped seeing him.
Money was getting a bit tight without him being there and Nancy was given notice to quit her flat by the last day of November. The solution was simple, Mum and Nancy got on well together and Mum suggested she moved in with me.
This brings us back to the beginning of the story and December first. I arrived home from work and found her sixty-nining this woman on my bed. Now, I’m sure my first reaction should have been to shout and holler, grab them both by the hair and drag them screaming from the building. Sadly I saw this pretty face immersed between the legs of a tanned all over slim woman. Also in between her legs was a black rubber dildo.
This slim görükle escort woman had her head buried between Nancy’s legs so I couldn’t see anything at that end. I was livid but my only thought was a basic: ‘How do I get in there in place of the dildo?’
The answer was simple; I stripped off, walked over, pulled the dildo from the woman’s fanny and Nancy’s hand and push my hard dick in its place. A simple plan and it worked a treat. The woman’s reaction was a muffled “Mmm” and Nancy’s legs clamped onto the woman’s head to hold her in place. I pumped for a while and shot my load thinking ‘that’ll teach them’. I pulled out and replaced the dildo then went for a shower.
Nancy joined me in the shower. “That was cool.”
“Yeah and so was being unfaithful on the first fucking day.”
Dinner was rather subdued to say the least, I snapped at anything that was said by either of them and Mum uttered no more than half a dozen words. After dinner I went for a walk to think about the situation and realised I knew about this from the start and till now I didn’t have an issue with it. I also realised that I had potentially committed rape.
When I returned Nancy was sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa with tears pouring down her face. I knelt astride her legs kissed both rivers of tears, held her head against my chest and said a simple “I’m sorry.”
“Me too.” Came the feeble reply.
“C’mon lets go to bed.”
What I didn’t know at that point was her MILF lover was in the next room lying in her bed with my sperm making a baby in my mother’s womb.