After we cleaned up and got dressed, I gave Marie my gold crucifix that I had received at my first communion. We would ring shop the next Saturday, she chose one of my Wendy O Williams and the Plasmatics T-shirts to wear.

After the picnic, I dropped Steph and Rodney off, and Marie and I went to my house. I wanted some alone time with her, and we needed to discuss what we desired to do. The first thing was to go to a doctor and find out how far along she was.

We needed to tell her parents before she started to show. We both had to work in the morning; her folks were gone until the weekend, and my dad would return tomorrow night. We agreed she should spend the night at my place.

At the end of the month, I would move to my apartment, and we would have more privacy. I would give her a key and one to Rodney and Steph as well. I had many questions I wanted to ask, but I would wait. I had other things I wanted to do tonight.

As we chatted, I was fondling Marie’s breasts; they really were nicely sized and firm. Her nipples and areola were large, but that might be because she was pregnant. I kissed and licked them, nibbling on them. I kissed and licked the underside of her boobs.

I kissed my way down her stomach, stopping and putting my ear on it. Marie asked what I was doing; I told her I was trying to hear the baby. She laughed and said it was too early for that. I kissed her belly and moved down to her thighs.

I kissed her inner thighs; I looked at her vagina with its thick, soft brown hair; it was so beautiful. I teased her clitoris with my tongue, licking it and sucking it. This caused her to moan in pleasure. I reached up and fondled her breasts, then placed my hands under her buttocks.

I brought her hips up to my mouth, putting a pillow under her buttocks to hold them higher. I started by teasing her clitoris with my tongue, then licking her outer labia and her inner labia. Then, flattening my tongue to cover it all, I stuck my tongue inside her and two of my fingers.

I wiggled my fingers inside of her; she moved her hips and moaned her approval. Then I shifted my tongue to her anus and licked it until it was wet, then stuck my tongue inside. Once she was used to that, I placed a finger from my other hand inside of her anus as well.

I used my tongue, my lips, and my fingers to bring her to several climaxes. She was pushing her pussy into my face, rubbing it on me. Finally, she asked me to make love to her. I moved my way up her body and positioned myself between her thighs.

She grabbed my member and guided it into herself; we both let out a sigh as I entered her. She was warm and wet; she felt so fabulous. I pushed all the way inside her until my balls were slapping her butt. I slowly pulled back and went in again.

I went slow, trying to hit her G-spot; I had the pillow under her butt for a better angle. I caressed her beautiful breasts and bent down to nibble on them. She moved her hips in rhythm with my thrusting. I could feel her muscles contracting around me.

I felt and heard her reach her first orgasm; I kept making love to her. Pushing my cock as deep as I could, I saw her white ejaculate on my member as I withdrew it. She writhed in pleasure and wiggled her hips. I was at the point where I could not stop, and I filled her with my cum. I kept pumping until my balls were empty.

When I was finished, I leaned down and kissed her on her mouth, pushing my tongue in and tangling with hers. I kissed my way down her body and placed my mouth at her open vagina, licking her clit and labia. I probed her inside, cleaning out my semen. She moaned as she reached another climax.

I went back and snuggled with her, holding her tightly. She asked me why I enjoyed eating pussy so much. I told her it turned me on watching her squirm and hearing her moan. She told me most boys lick it a little and then want to stick it. I explained to her that I wanted to pleasure her, make her feel good.

She said I should teach Rodney how to do it. I replied that I would if he were willing to learn it. She chuckled at that, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up and went to work. The next week was a busy one between work and moving into my new apartment. The girls and Rodney helped; I made sure each one received a key.

On Friday, I was all moved in; we ordered pizza and had supper. Marie and I sat on the couch making out while Rodney and Steph watched TV. At nine pm, I had to take Marie home; her parents would not be happy if she stayed the night, and she couldn’t always say she was staying at Steph’s.

So I drove Marie home; Steph and Rodney stayed at the apartment. I walked Marie to the door and kissed her good night. I did speak to Tony and Ellen for a few minutes. I told Marie I would pick her up at nine-thirty in the morning so we could go ring shopping.

When I returned to the apartment, Steph and Rodney were watching the news. I told them I was going to bed; it had been a long, busy week. I kissed them both and went to bed. The waterbed was so comfortable to sleep in; a little while later, I felt them climbing in with me.

The waterbed rolled as Steph and Rodney climbed in. I moved onto my back as Steph kissed me. I had Steph on one side and Rodney on the other; both were kissing me. I fondled Steph’s breasts. I lowered my mouth to her nipple and sucked and nibbled on it.

Rodney fondled my cock. I had an idea and kissed Steph, and I asked Rodney if he was ready to try something new; he had already eaten out the girls before. I was going to teach him the right way to please a woman.

I had Rodney lie between Steph’s thighs and showed him where he should lick and suck, starting with her labia and clitoris. He had done this before, but Marie had asked me to help him perfect his technique.

Steph sounded like she was enjoying it; I heard her sigh and moan. I instructed him to place his fingers inside and wiggle them, then I got behind him and licked his butt crack and anus. This was having the desired effect, as Rodney moaned and moved against my tongue.

Then, once Steph had climaxed, I had Rodney stop for a minute so I could have him and Stephanie get into a sixty-nine with her on top. Once they did this, I had him return to eating her pussy. I had Steph suck him, and I got behind Steph and pushed my cock into her cunt.

As I fucked her, Rodney was licking her and my shaft. My balls were rubbing across his forehead and nose. Steph was sucking Rodney’s cock. We got into a rhythm, and Steph was moaning around Rodney’s shaft. Steph climaxed several times, and Rodney filled her mouth with his semen.

I shot my seed into her vagina, and Rodney kept licking, my semen dripping onto his face and into his mouth. As I pulled out, my cock dropped into his open mouth, and he sucked on it. My last spurt filled his mouth with cum.

Rodney continued to eat Steph’s pussy until she was clean, and she reached another orgasm. Once we were finished, we cuddled, Steph kissing me with Rodney’s semen still on her lips. Rodney kissed me with my and Steph’s juices on his lips.

We fell asleep together, Rodney on one side and Steph on the other. We slept until seven am; Rodney had to work from nine to four. So once we showered and ate, Steph and I dropped him off at work. Then we went to the bank and then to Marie’s house.

Marie was ready when we arrived. I spoke to her mom; her father was at his shop. We all sat in the front seat of my Nova, and we went to three jewelry stores to look for wedding rings. I let Marie do the picking; she found a set she liked, so I asked how much, and the jeweler told me the price.

I inquired if he preferred cash or check; he said that with cash, I would get a five percent discount. So I paid him, and he sized the rings. I put the engagement ring on Marie’s finger, and both girls made an audible sigh and smiled.

Marie was delighted with her ring; she was admiring it, as was Steph. We got some lunch, and the jewelry store was next to the restaurant where I used to work. We went there, and so on we went. Annette was working as the hostess when she saw me; she came over and hugged me.

I introduced her to Steph and Marie and told her that Marie was my fiancé. She looked surprised at that, but she congratulated us. She hugged both girls, then showed us to our booth.

The server came over, and we ordered our food, and I excused myself to go to the restroom. As I was washing my hands, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and Annette was standing there; she let herself in and hugged and kissed me.

She said she missed me; she asked if I was ok. I told her at first I was depressed, but I knew she was right. She informed me she had moved in with her boyfriend, Frank. I informed her I was happy for her and that Frank was lucky.

She kissed me again, this time sticking her tongue in my mouth. I kissed her back the same way; she said we should get back to the table. When I got there, the food was there. As we ate, we chatted, and Steph told Marie about Rodney’s lesson last night. Marie just chuckled.

Steph then asked if Annette was my old girlfriend; I told them she was. I think they might have been jealous. We talked about the ring and the baby. Once we were done, I went to pay the bill, and the server was at the register.

The girls went to the restroom; I informed them I would wait at the car. As I was walking to my car, I noticed a Toronado parked next to mine. I recognized the car; it belonged to Annette’s boyfriend. He got out and walked towards me.

He introduced himself and asked if I was Stan. I told him I was. He said it was nice to meet me; he thoroughly enjoyed the presents I had left him. I was confused and looked at it. Then I realized he would arrive at Annette’s after we had sex.

Every so often, she would not have me eat her out afterward, so I guess he must have. We talked a bit, and he told me he would love to get it straight from the tap. I told him that sounded like a splendid plan. We just smiled at each other; we shook hands as the girls showed up.

They were both giggling. I introduced them to Frank, and we got into my car and took Steph home. She had to close that night. I asked why they were giggling. Marie said they spoke to Annette to thank her for teaching me how to please them.

They inquired who Frank was, so I told them. They wanted to know what we talked about. I mentioned he wanted to give me a blowjob. They looked amazed; I just laughed.

We dropped Steph off at her house, and Marie and I went to the apartment. Once there, we sat on the couch and made out and discussed how we were going to tell her parents. She was showing a baby bump now, and I would rather not put it off for too much longer.

I noticed that her already large breasts were getting bigger, as well as her nipples and areolas. As we were chatting, I began to fondle them through her shirt. She moaned a little as I did it. I helped her take her top off and remove her bra, freeing her fantastic breasts.

I brought my mouth down to her breasts and started to lick and suck them. I licked around her nipples. Then kissed all around her bosoms, nibbling on them; this elicited soft moaning from her, and she pressed my head to her chest.

I continued to suck and fondle her boobs as long as I could, they were magnificent. Since we were on the couch, I slipped down between her legs and started to undo her slacks and pull them off. I saw her full bush it was dark brown and thick and luscious looking.

I loved her hairy pussy, it looked so wonderful I ran my fingers through her pubic hair. It was thick and curly. I sniffed it and lay my face in it. I parted her outer labia and licked them, then moved my mouth to her clit. Licking it and teasing it with my lips, tongue, and teeth. She was moaning harder now.

I moved down further, licking her labia and vulva and sticking my tongue inside her pussy. I tasted her. I loved to eat her out; I enjoyed the taste of her snatch. I licked her inner walls, and with one hand I stuck two fingers inside her, while with the other I kept fondling her breast.

As I licked her, she pushed her crotch against my face. I rubbed her pussy with my mouth and tongue, licking her and teasing her until she climaxed on my face. Her juices covered my face; I kept on until she pulled me up.

I pulled her onto the floor and got between her thighs. I placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy and entered her. She sighed. I pushed all the way in, and looking down on her, I realized how beautiful she was. Marie’s breasts were jiggling as I fucked her; she wrapped her legs around me and held me tight.

I teased her clit as I fucked her; I wanted to make her cum. I went slowly, then sped up and slow again; she wiggled and rocked her hips with my rhythm. She moaned and said she was cumming. She arched her back, and I pushed deep inside her and released my seed into her. I kept pumping into her until I was spent.

Once I was finished cumming, I bent down and kissed her. She told me that she loved me; I told her the same. I lay beside her, absentmindedly kissing her neck and face. I went to eat her pussy as I normally did, but she stopped me, saying she wanted my sperm inside her.

We lay there and cuddled; we decided we would tell her parents after Mass the next day. Her family was having a birthday party for her younger brother that evening, and her grandparents would be there, as well as some other relatives. They invited me also, so we had plans for the night.

As we lay there. She began to fondle my cock; I was becoming aroused again. She kissed me and then began to kiss her way down my body; when she got to my member, she took it in her mouth. She sucked it for a bit, then licked and kissed its length.

She took me in her mouth and down her throat; it felt so wonderful. She sucked my cock, then licked it. She stopped only to suck and lick my scrotum, then went back to my shaft. She licked around the head of it and took me all the way.

I told her I was close, and she just sucked harder. I released my semen into her mouth, and she swallowed it. I felt her throat muscles and heard her swallow. She was finished and came to kiss me and shared my cum with me.

We lay there kissing and cuddling and talking about our future. She was the girl that I had dreamed and fantasized about most of my life. We discussed how to tell her parents about the baby; she was still afraid they would be angry about it. I told her they could always just blame me.

We took a shower, and I put on slacks and a nice button-down shirt with a sports jacket. She had her clothes at her house. When we arrived, her mom, Ellen, was getting the food ready; she waved and smiled at me. She told me Tony was in the basement. I went down there, and he had a bar, and it was set up with a few tables.

He asked me how work and school were going; I told him it was going pretty well. I was taking a course on automotive repair and machining, concentrating on lathes and CNC since I was already trained on the big grinders.

Then he leaned in towards me and asked if there was anything else that I would like or needed to tell him. I knew from his tone and demeanor that he realized that Marie was expecting. I decided now would be a good time to speak to him about it.

I told him I had proposed to Marie, and that we wanted to have it by her birthday on December thirtieth. He just looked at me with no expression at all. He remained quiet for a few moments, asking what the rush was for.

Then he raised his hand like a traffic cop, indicating for me to be silent. He said.

“Let me tell you what we already know.” He explained to me that they had known for some time that Marie was pregnant. He told me that her brother had heard the entire conversation between her and Fred, and her brother told them about it while they were up north at the cabin.

I was a bit surprised he was aware of everything; I was not expecting this conversation. I was silent, so he went on by saying that he knew I couldn’t be the father of the child. He asked why I was so willing to take responsibility for it.

I told him I loved her and that she loved me, and he replied that was “bullshit.” He knew Fred was the father because even if I was having sex with her, she was far too far along for me to be the dad.

I told him I was going to marry her regardless ; he asked me if I knew the responsibilities of being a parent. I informed him we would raise the child as our own, along with any other children we may have. He said I was a stubborn son of a bitch.

He was angry, and I understood that, but I knew that regardless of what else happened, I was going to marry Marie. I told him that I asked why he didn’t ask Marie about the pregnancy earlier, and he didn’t answer. He inquired if I was sure about what I was doing; I said I was.

He sat next to me and said that was fine; he wanted to be sure that I knew what I was in for. I told him I was. I told him that I loved Marie and would make sure she was safe and happy.

He put his hand on my shoulder and said he knew I would do that; I always had. Then he said we should go upstairs to talk to Marie and Ellen. He looked tired. I told him we had planned to tell him after Mass the next day.

We went upstairs, and I noticed that Marie and Ellen had been crying. Ellen ran and hugged Tony, then she hugged me. Tony said that he would approve of the marriage, but after Mass we would all speak to the priest, and we would sign up for the premarital classes.

He also suggested that instead of putting up TV antennas part-time, I would work for him at the shop. Marie would not tell them she was staying at Steph’s if she was staying at my place.

After her brother’s birthday party, he would announce our engagement to their family. Marie hugged me tight, and Ellen said she was happy with the decision. I felt relieved that now almost everything was done.

An hour later, everyone arrived. I met her uncles and aunts and some cousins. Her grandparents also came, and I greeted them. One of her aunts noticed Marie’s engagement ring and made a loud whooping noise. Her uncles noticed that my hands were rough and calloused, that impressed them.

Her brother’s party went well; he was turning sixteen, and that was a big deal. We sang happy birthday, and he opened his presents. One of his presents was a small motorbike.

Tony then stood up and asked for everyone’s attention. He then had Marie and me stand up, and he announced that his daughter Marie and I were engaged to be married. A lot of cheering and applause came, and they congratulated us.

All the uncles shook my hand again; by now Tony had a few glasses of wine and was feeling no pain. As I met his brothers and Ellen’s brothers, he told them Marie and I had known each other since we had been six. He informed them I was a machinist and mechanic and a boxer.

Marie took me around to meet her female relatives and grandparents; I knew some of them already. I recognized one of her aunts as a friend of Annette's; her name was Kathy, and she was the one who made the whooping sound when she saw the ring.

She also had a few drinks and was a bit tipsy; she hugged me and asked if I was the same Stan who used to be Annette’s young boyfriend. I swallowed, and I felt my face pale. Kathy said that Annette would brag about me and claim I was a bull. Ellen grabbed her, and Marie pulled me away.

Subsequently, I stood close to Marie and Tony, and I chatted with her uncle Dominic, who was a local car dealer. At the same time, Marie’s aunt Kathy was gossiping and laughing with the other ladies and gesturing with her hands like a fisherman showing the size of his fish and then pointing at me.

Kathy then came over to us and said to Marie how lucky she was to get me. Kathy told her that Annette used to tell her stories about me. I know I blushed and excused myself; Ellen took Kathy by the arm and changed the subject.

I went upstairs to get away for a bit, and Marie’s uncle Dom came up and chatted with me. He said not to worry about Kathy; she was Ellen’s sister, and Ellen would ask her to be quiet. He asked if I was Leo’s son, and I replied I was. He knew my father and added that Tony had told him about the altercation between Fred and me. He added everybody was happy Fred was gone.

At ten pm, after everyone had left, I was getting ready to go home. I shook hands with Tony and hugged Ellen. I kissed and hugged Marie. Marie and her mom walked me to my car. Ellen asked me to come over early for breakfast before Mass. I kissed Marie one more time and watched them go back into the house.

When I arrived at my apartment, it was dark, so I assumed Rodney was sleeping. I put the leftovers from the party in the fridge so Rodney and I could have them for supper the next day.

I went into the bedroom and stripped down; the light was off, and I would rather not wake Rodney up. So I just crawled into the bed; being a waterbed, I made a wave. The bedside lamp was switched on by Rodney, and I noticed he wasn’t alone. I was just surprised and apologized; there was another young man in the bed.

He sat up and apologized, but Rodney stopped him, telling him it was ok. I thought he was going to cry. Rodney put his arm around him and told him I was ok. I assured him everything was fine; I would just go to the couch. Rodney suggested that I should stay.

I learned his name was Roger, and he worked with Rodney at Arthur Treacher's and had been on the track team with him. Rodney explained to Roger that I was bisexual, so he need not worry about being judged.

We sat on the waterbed and chatted. Rodney asked how the party went. I told him we informed Marie’s parents about the marriage, but they already knew about the baby. He said that must have been tough; I said it went ok, but Annette had told Marie’s aunt about me. That was embarrassing.

So after waking them up, I told Rodney that I wanted to ask him a question. He looked at me. I told him I had performed anal sex on him and the four women, and I was curious about how it felt receiving it.

He told me, depending on who was doing it, it could be pleasurable or painful. He told me I was always gentle, but Fred didn’t care and just wanted to cum. Then I asked him if he would try to do it to me. He smiled and crawled over Roger to kiss me.

He said that it was better if I was cleaned out, so we all went to the bathroom, and he and Roger helped me with an enema. Once we did that, we went back to the bedroom. I asked him how he wanted me. He asked me to lie on my back.

He asked Roger to let him lick and suck my anus to get it moist. As Roger did that, Rodney kissed me on my mouth, sticking his tongue inside. I kissed him back; Roger’s tongue on my asshole felt wonderful, and I moaned into Rodney’s mouth.

Rodney had Roger move onto my head; he held my hands. Rodney took some KY jelly and rubbed it on and around my anal opening; once done, he inserted a finger inside me. It was a bit uncomfortable, but Roger kissing me improved it.

Rodney moved his finger inside me and asked if I was ok. I nodded yes; I was good. Roger kissed me on my mouth; he was holding one hand and fondling my nipple with the other. Rodney stuck a second finger inside me.

Once my anus was relaxed, Rodney got between my legs and placed my legs over his hips. He had coated his penis with jelly and put the head at my entrance. He pushed in; it hurt a bit, but I motioned for him to keep going. Roger kept kissing me on my face and neck, biting my earlobe.

Once the head of Rodney’s cock was inside me, it felt so nice; he pressed all the way inside of me until his balls rested on mine. Then started a slow rhythm of fucking me. Roger straddled my head, and I sucked his cock. He bent down and took my shaft into his mouth.

Rodney pumped his cock into me; it was more uncomfortable than painful at first, then as it went on, it felt better. I wrapped my legs around his hips and continued to suck Roger’s cock. I placed my hands on his buttocks and held him in.

Rodney was making love to me, and Roger was sucking my shaft with care and passion. I was trying to make sure that I was licking and sucking Roger’s member as it went in and out of my mouth. I could feel my orgasm building as Roger sucked me; his tongue and throat were making me shake.

I could not hold on any longer, and I couldn’t warn Roger as I filled my mouth with his cock. I released my cum into his waiting mouth. As I did that, he shot his load into mine; I swallowed it as fast as it came out. He kept sucking my shaft until I had nothing left. Rodney yelled out as he discharged his seed into my bowels; I could feel it filling me.

It felt wonderful to have Rodney inside of me; once he finished releasing his seed into me, Roger rolled off beside me. Then Rodney crawled up beside me, and we kissed, each sticking our tongues into each other’s mouths.

He asked me how I felt. I told him I was ok, that it hurt at first, but it felt better after a bit. I told him I was happy he was my first. He kissed me again, and I thanked Roger for his semen and his wonderful blow job. We talked a while as we were still on an adrenaline high. I told them I had to be at Marie’s early because her mom wanted to speak to me.

We all slept together, and I fell asleep. I woke up at six am and started the coffee maker. Then shaved and showered, sat in the kitchen nude, and had a cup of coffee. I got dressed as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t wake the guys up.

I drove up to Marie’s house, and arrived at seven and saw Ellen in the kitchen; she let me in. She told me that Marie and Tony were still sleeping and was glad I came over early.

She told me she had some concerns; she was worried about what her sister Kathy had said. She was also concerned that I might be like my father when it came to women. I informed her that I was not aware Annette had spoken to anyone about us.

I also told her I was not like my father; I loved Marie and would not hurt her. She told me Fred had said some very nasty things about Marie. I assured her that they were not true and Fred was a drunk and a bully who was not to be believed.

She seemed to believe this, which was fine with me. She and I drank some coffee and talked until Tony and Marie woke up and came into the kitchen. Marie hugged and kissed me.

We had breakfast and then went to Mass. We saw my grandparents there, and I informed them that Marie and I were engaged. They didn’t seem too surprised; after Mass, we spoke to the priest and signed up for the premarital classes. They would start the following Saturday.

After Mass, Marie and I went back to the apartment and talked about what happened at the party. She was worried about what her aunt Kathy had said. I told her everything would be ok.

She and I hugged each other; I loved the feeling of her body near mine. I did wonder how she and the others ever became involved with Fred, if it was a case of him controlling them or them controlling him. But I let that thought go. I loved Marie and would do whatever she wanted.

Marie was stressed out, and I knew the perfect way to relieve her stress. I had her lie on the bed as I helped her undress. I kissed and fondled her breasts, and kissed my way down her body until I reached her gorgeous pussy.

I used my tongue and lips to pleasure her, and she orgasmed on my tongue. Then I made love to her. I kissed her breasts as I was inside her, making her cum again. When I went down to clean her, she again stopped me. I was disappointed, but I didn’t argue with her.

I asked her if anything was wrong, and she replied no, she just wanted me inside of her. I made supper, and we watched TV and held each other. At eight pm, I took her home. When I walked in with her, Ellen and Tony said hello. We all chatted for a bit. I informed them I would tell my father about the wedding this week. I said good night, kissed Marie, and went home.

The week went by quickly, and on Thursday, I found myself home by myself, which was unusual. Marie went to Southridge Mall to shop for baby stuff. Rodney and Steph both were working close at their jobs. I was just watching TV when the door buzzer went off.

I asked who it was, and Ellen said it was her; this was the first time she had ever visited the apartment. I went to the front door to let her in. She hugged and kissed me, saying she hoped this wasn’t an inconvenience. I told her she was welcome anytime, and I walked her to the apartment.

Once inside, I took her coat and purse. I asked if she wanted anything to drink; I had coffee, tea, or soda. She asked for tea, so I put some water on to boil. I showed her around the apartment while we waited. It was only a two-bedroom, so it was a quick tour.

When I showed her the main bedroom, she asked if this was the famous waterbed. She sat down on it; once she did, it made a wave to the other side and then back at her. So she popped up a bit.

The tea was ready, and we each had a cup. She asked if I was ready for the wedding. I told her I was getting there; she asked if I had told my dad. I told her I did, but he was going to Vegas to marry his girlfriend. She had a surprised look on her face.

She asked how many times he had been married. I told her this was number four; she shook her head. She told me that she and Tony had been married for nineteen years. I said that was good; she told me she was thirty-six years old. My math skills told me she was seventeen when Marie was born.

She told me they had wanted another child, but after their son Phillip was born, Tony had contracted a severe case of mumps and had been rendered sterile. Though they tried for years unsuccessfully, she asked me when I realized I was in love with Marie.

I informed her a very long time ago; I was at their house when they had a pool party, and I saw her in the sun. I knew then I loved her. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

She put her hand on mine and said she needed another child. I was unsure how to respond to her. I asked her how I could help. She told me she loved Tony as much as I loved Marie, and she knew that it was a lot to ask. But she wanted them to have another child.

She had told Tony that she was going to spend the night at her sister's in Milwaukee because she was ill. We finished our tea, and I led her to the bedroom. I wasn’t sure how to begin, so I kissed her and started to undo her dress.

She was Italian and had beautiful olive skin and dark black hair; her body was still looking so wonderful. A little heavy with big breasts and wide thighs. If this was what Marie was going to look like later in life, I was a very lucky man.

She reminded me of June Cleaver if she had been Italian, and as I removed her dress, it fell to the floor. She was in her bra and pantyhose; I could see her magnificent black bush.

I knelt before her and started to peel her pantyhose down her legs, kissing her legs as I went down. She stepped out of them, and she sat on the bed. I undid her bra, and I started to kiss her breasts. They were big and heavy; her nipples were wide and long.

As we lay back on the bed, I kissed her, starting at her forehead and down to her mouth. As I kissed her, she stuck her tongue in my mouth. The kiss lingered for a minute or two. As I moved down, she held my face and said,

“Tony and Marie must never find out,” I replied I would never say a word as long as I lived.

I kissed my way to her breasts; they were full, firm, and magnificent. I kissed and licked them, sucking on each of her nipples, caressing them. I kissed my way down her belly; she wasn’t thin, but she wasn’t fat; she was a bit zaftig and just perfect.

I arrived at her crotch; her bush was full and curly. It covered her entire pudendum. The hair was soft and long; I sniffed it and ran my fingers through it. It was so beautiful; I kissed her pudendum.

I moved between her thighs and looked at her vagina for the first time; it was so beautiful and well-formed. I teased her clitoris with my tongue and lips; I heard her moan. I licked her labia, running my tongue down one side and up the other.

I licked her outer and inner labia; I stuck my tongue inside of her. She moaned a loud moan. Once she was moist, I inserted two of my fingers inside of her. She let out a long sigh; I kept licking her and teasing her clit.

I wiggled my fingers, stimulating her G-spot, as my tongue teased her clit. Her hips were bucking against my face; I lowered my tongue and licked her anus. I stuck my tongue inside, and she moaned. I pressed my tongue flat against her opening, licking all the way up. She ejaculated on my face as her hips pressed against my mouth.

I crawled between her thighs and placed my cock at the entrance to her vagina, and pushed in. She sighed as I entered her; I slid into her using my full length. As I did, I also stimulated her clit with my thumb and finger. This elicited a deep moaning sound from her. I watched her face as I pushed my cock deep into her.

I pumped in and out of her, pulling almost all the way out and going deep back into her. She ground her hips back into mine, matching my thrusts. She wiggled her hips up and down. I knew I was making her cum as she yelped and moaned.

As she arched back and pushed her hips forward to me, her vaginal muscles contracted around my shaft, squeezing it. I felt my seed leave me and fill her. I kept thrusting into her, and with each thrust, another spurt of semen left me.

I was empty, and I was lying above her, looking down upon her beautiful face. I kissed her forehead and face, working my mouth down to her breasts and biting and teasing her nipples.

I kissed her neck, then I rolled to her side and brought her close to me. I kissed her on the face and massaged her shoulders; I wanted to hold her for a moment. Once we caught our breath, she exclaimed that she felt wonderful. She asked if I could bring her purse to her and an ashtray.

I brought her purse and the ashtray; she pulled out her cigarettes and a lighter. She lit it up and inhaled the smoke; as she exhaled, she looked so sexy, and I just watched her in awe. She held the cigarette so sexily; she told me she wanted to enjoy it because this would be her last one.

We chatted as she smoked. She asked if I locked her butt on purpose; I replied yes. She said it felt good, but she had never had that done before. She then asked me an embarrassing question. Do you do all that to Marie? I nodded, and she laughed and said, no wonder she loves you.

She had one more cigarette; I lit it for her. She asked me if I thought she was pretty; I told her that she was beautiful. She looked at me and smiled, saying I was a sweet boy. She stubbed out her cigarette and kissed me. I kissed her back; she tasted great.

She kissed her way down my chest. She took my cock in her mouth, and she started sucking me back to hardness. Once I was erect, she straddled me and guided me inside of her; she used her legs and the motion of the waterbed to ride me. I reached up and placed my hands on her breasts; the feeling was so wonderful.

She was so sexy; I was lost in lust, and when she came again, I filled her with my semen. She collapsed on top of me, her breasts mashed against my chest. I was still inside of her; I could feel my seed still coming out of me.

She rolled over to my side, and I hugged her close and kissed her forehead and face. I tasted something salty. She had tears in her eyes, and I brushed them away. I had to turn my head so she wouldn’t see my tears, but she did. I held her until she fell asleep.

When we woke up, we made love one more time; it was slow and luxurious. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted it to last. We both came again. I kissed her; we said nothing. She asked what time it was, and I told her it was eight-thirty.

She said she had stayed in bed that late in years. We both got up and showered, and I started the coffee. As we drank our coffee, I had already noticed a change in her demeanor. She was back to being my future mother-in-law and no longer the woman who I had made love to the night before.

We talked about what we had planned for the day. I advised her I was just going to clean the apartment and later pick up Marie from work. I was going to take her to my bank so we could open a joint checking account. She warned me that Marie likes to shop. I told her I found that out.

I told her the premarital classes were going ok, but I never thought a priest would give a class on foreplay. She looked at me and smiled and said, “I think you have that pretty covered.” I blushed, and she chuckled. She asked what Marie and I had planned for tonight.

I told her we had not thought that far ahead. She said to plan on having dinner with her and Tony. She would call him and tell him she was too tired to cook, and we were all going out tonight. I said ok.

I walked her to her car and opened the door for her. She reached up and touched my face and kissed me on my cheek. We both saw guilt in each other’s eyes. I kissed her on her mouth and told her we would see her for dinner.

As I watched her drive away, I remembered my Shakespeare and Poe: secrets will out. You just don’t know when. We both knew this would never happen again, and we also realized we would carry it for the rest of our lives.