This is Part 2 of the story and will be better understood if you read Part 1 first.
Trisha and I continued to have sex as often as we could, given the fact that I was dating her mother. I could tell that she was getting jealous, especially when Sheryl and I would go away for a long weekend.
“I want to go away with you into the mountains, too. I would love to see Estes Park, too.”
“I know Sweetie. I want to take you away somewhere, too. I wish we could just take off and not come back.”
“Do you and Mom have sex a lot when you’re gone like that?”
“Only once or twice. It’s not the same as with you. You are young and eager and want to try everything. Your mom is not like that. She is set in her ways and not adventurous at all in bed.”
“Well…I still don’t like it.”
Trisha and I had to pretty much settle for quickies when her mom went out grocery shopping or to get her hair done. She liked for me to take her from the back on the kitchen table. She was excited by the fact that her mom ate at that table every night and didn’t know how many times I had fucked her there. She liked wear only a long t-shirt around the apartment and a soon as Sheryl walked out of the door, I would grab her and pull her into the kitchen and tell her to bend over the table.
“Are you going to fuck me,” she would whimper as she slowly pulled her t-shirt up to her waist to reveal her perfect round ass and shaved pussy.
“I’ve never be fucked before so don’t hurt me.”
“I won’t. Just lay there and cooperate.”
I would drop to my knees and lick her pussy until she was moaning and well lubricated, then I would stand up and push my hard cock into her slowly and steadily.
“Oh, mister, that feels so good! I think I like fucking.”
I would grab her shoulders and pound into her so hard that the table would bang against the wall, leave scratch marks that I would later have to somehow clean off.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she would yell. Trisha’s orgasms came on quickly. Her clit was so well exposed that I’ve seen her have a climax while watching TV just by crossing and swinging her legs. She would close her eyes, lay her head back on the sofa, and bite her lip, and have a nice quiet orgasm and her mom never knew. But she would make sure that I knew and that I was watching her. She liked to tease me like that. She had to be the most sexual teenager on earth! She tried to keep herself aroused at all times, just in case we had a few moments together and I could finish her off…which I managed to do several times a week.
One time the three of us had been in the pool and I knew that Trisha was hot and ready. I knew that she had been rubbing her clit to get aroused and was planning something, anything to get me alone and have me fuck her quickly. She seemed to live for those stolen moments alone with me.
When Sheryl said she had to go get gas in her car, Trisha and I looked at each other quickly and said we would probably just stay in the pool for a while.
As soon as Sheryl left, Trisha removed her bikini bottom and came over to me, turned around, and pushed her bare ass against my crotch, which already contained my swollen cock.
I whisper to Trisha, “We can’t do this here! Too many people and Sheryl might come back before she leaves.”
“Okay, then where? I want you, I need you inside me now!”
“I have an idea. Why don’t we fuck in the elevator? I’ll set the alarm, which will stop it between floors. And if we both are really quick, no one will have time to respond.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun!”
We went straight to the elevator. Trisha was wearing a terry cloth pull-over and took her bikini bottom off as soon as we entered. I pushed the “SEVEN” button and when we got between the sixth and seventh floors, I pulled the “EMERGENCY” button. The elevator stopped immediately and somewhere in the distance a bell started to ring.
Trisha pulled up her top and leaned against the wall of the elevator, waiting for me to take her from the back. She was already wet just thinking about it and so was I. I quickly pushed my engorged cock into her and she threw her head back and moaned, “Mmm. Oh, Ken, you feel so good.”
In less than a minutes we were both ready to climax. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Fuck! Mmm!”
As Trisha had her wonderful climax, I started to shoot off deep inside her. We had to be quick, so I pulled out as soon as I was finished, and my cum started to drip on the marble floor of the elevator. I pushed the emergency button back in and the elevator immediately finished it ascent to the seventh floor and we got out. No one ever knew what we had done. Thank goodness there was no security camera in the elevator!
“Oh, that was so much fun, Ken. That’s a perfect place for our quickies!”
“If we did that too often, they would close down the elevator for maintenance, and I don’t want to walk up seven floors when they do.”
But Trisha’s favorite thing to do by far was to have me stand in front of the large sliding glass door leading to the balcony while she got on her knees and gave me a blowjob. She knew that someone in the building across the courtyard was probably watching us and she really got into it. And when she did, I would shoot off quickly.
* * * *
When Sheryl’s company transferred her to their Orlando office, I of course agreed to drive her down there. It was about a 3-4 day drive and I didn’t want the two of them driving alone. All of their belongings were packed and shipped, her car was loaded down with luggage, and off we went with Trisha in the back seat.
This move meant the end of my relationship with both Sheryl and Trisha and I was not happy about it and neither was Trisha. Sheryl, on the other hand, seemed to be okay with it. We had talked about it and she said that our relationship seemed to have reached a plateau and was not going anywhere. I had to agree. (Of course, she knew nothing about Trisha and me.)
Trisha was not a happy camper. “I can’t go to Florida, Ken! What will I do without you? You mean so much to me!”
“I know Trisha. And you mean a lot to me. But what can we do? Tell your mom that you want to stay here with me? I don’t think so.”
“Maybe I could come visit several times a year, if I can hold on that long without you.”
“That’s a plan, but not a good one.”
* * * *
It was our first overnight stop on the road and Sheryl was the last to shower before bed. Trisha and I had planned it that way, so as soon as we heard the shower curtain pulled closed, Trisha spread her legs and I dove between them, licking and sucking her labia and twirling her clit with my tongue until she was almost ready to climax. Then I quickly moved up and rammed my cock deep into her and pumper her until she quickly climaxed. I had to put my hand over her mouth to muffle her screams of ecstasy. Then while I was still hard, she would suck my cock into her mouth, licking and lapping on it until it went soft. Thank God Sheryl took long showers!
We repeated these quickies every night on the road until we got to Orlando. After that we were all in the same motel room and the procedure changed.
We found them an apartment and I flew back to Denver, leaving my darling Trisha behind. She had become so special to me and I didn’t realize it until I was on the plane and thinking about her. She had given me her virginity; mine was her first cock; she had given me her first blowjob; we had slept together for four nights while her mom was in the hospital. I missed her young warm body next to mine already.
* * * *
For several months, Trisha and I would talk on the phone during the day when her mom was at work. She would always call collect so that there would be no record of the phone call on Sheryl’s bill. But we knew we couldn’t live like that. We had to be together. So one day Trisha just broke the news to her mother.
“Mom, we need to talk.”
“No really. Come sit down.”
“This must be serious.”
“It is.” Trisha took a deep breath and just started. “Mom, Ken and I have been having an affair ever since you were in the hospital.” She paused to let that have its impact on her mother.
“Oh, I know that Trisha. I always have! Did you two think I didn’t see the way you looked at each other? Did you think that I didn’t know about your quickie sex sessions every night while I was in the shower coming down here? When did you ever know me to take such long showers? I was giving you two time to make love!”
“Mom! I can’t believe you knew and didn’t say anything!”
“Look Trisha. Ken is a wonderful guy and you could not have picked a nicer man to introduce you to sex and to fall in love with. I’m happy for the two of you. Ken and I were never a match, but it seems the two of you are, so go to him. You have my blessings.”
“Mom this is just so unbelievable! I can’t believe you!” She started to cry realizing what her mother had done for her; how she had overlooked what was going on between us and allowed us to fall in love.
Sheryl and Trisha held each other and had a good mother/daughter cry. They had always been close, but this brought them even closer.
“Why don’t you call Ken right now and tell him everything and that you’ll be on the next plane to see him.”
“Really Mom? I can do that?”
“Yes. Go ahead. Call him right now. It’s only seven o’clock out there.”
* * * *
Trisha and I lived together for six months and decided to get married. Her mother came and gave her away. It was surreal to have Sheryl there when I married her daughter.
That was four years ago and Trisha just gave birth to our son, Ken Jr. We had spent all of our spare time seeing Colorado, visiting all the tourist places that Trisha had always wanted to see.
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