It was going to be a very good night. My girlfriend Lisa was out of town, with her grandmother, and her mother, Lynne, had asked me to come over, to keep her company.
It wasn’t long before Lynne had confessed that she wanted to be used rough, the way she’d seen me take her daughter. It was a dark and rainy night, she was in a see-through nightgown with a frilly bra and panties, and she’d been clinging to me every time the thunder crashed. What would you have done?
We were in the afterglow of her “violation.” She was breathing heavily under me, naked and glistening with the sweat of our violent first sex, and I was holding her down by her hair, looking down into her wide eyes.
It was going to be a few minutes before I could perform again… but not THAT many minutes. It was good to be young and horny all the time, sometimes. I was going to have to find something to do to pass the time while I recovered… it was just going to take a little imagination.