Elaine watched Stella and the tall, good looking stranger walking up the path together. Elaine didn't know how her daughter managed to do it, but somehow she could pick up handsome men in the middle of nowhere. And she did it time and time again.
Elaine wondered if they had fucked and she decided that they had. There seemed to be something about the man that gave him the look of being well satisfied. Elaine knew that her daughter could really give a fuck to a man.
Elaine put on her brightest smile as she went to open the door.
"I see you've found a little lost lamb," Elaine said to her daughter.
"His name's Alan," Stella said. "He had an accident on the road. This is my mother, Alan."
"I'm Elaine," she said, extending her cool fingers for him to shake.
She saw Alan study her face and then look at her daughter. Like most men, he was startled by the close resemblance between mother and daughter. They both had bright red hair and stunning figures.
"You certainly look like your daughter," Alan said.
"Everyone says that," she said, laughing. "A lot of people think we're sisters."
"I can see why," he said.
Alan looked around, and she could see more puzzlement on his features.
"This is where you live?" he asked Stella.
"What did you expect?" Stella asked him. "A lot of little log cabins?"
It was plain to see that a log cabin was exactly what Alan did expect. He certainly hadn't been prepared for the pretty brick home. Neither had he been prepared for the good looking green eyed carbon copy of her daughter that met him at the door. Alan had been feeling frightened and guilty about having fucked the young girl. His only consolation was in telling himself that she was an ignorant woods girl and she probably did this sort of thing all the time.
He already had a picture of what her parents would look like. Uneducated rednecks who would probably think it wonderful that their daughter had a city man.
He realized he had only been fooling himself as he looked into Stella's face. The woman had intelligent eyes and she was probably as cultured as his own wife.
"Won't you come in, Alan?" Elaine asked, holding the door open for him.
Alan stepped into the modern kitchen. Elaine sensed his confusion as she put her hand on his arm. He felt strong. Stella had really picked a nice one this time. Every now and then Stella had brought a dud home. One of those men who couldn't go the distance. Elaine had a feeling that this city man would be equal to everything asked of him.
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" Elaine asked.
"I am kind of hungry," Alan admitted.
"Good," Elaine said. "It's getting time for our supper, anyway."
They had a good supper of steak and wine and Elaine could tell that this was only adding to Alan's confusion. He wasn't sure what to think about them. They lived all alone in the middle of a big forest and yet they seemed to have all the luxuries. They seemed rich enough. And Elaine knew that he was wondering about her education.
"We don't often have guests," Elaine said.
"I can see why," he said. "You're all alone out here."
"Oh, not alone," she said. "There are many houses near here. We're just a little off the beaten track."
"It's not exactly my idea of a mountain cabin," Alan said, laughing. "There is one thing. Stella told me you didn't have a phone."
"That's right," Elaine said. "We don't have any need for one."
"But there must be somewhere I can make a phone call," he protested.
Elaine crossed her pretty long legs. His eyes were almost automatically drawn to the creamy expanse of thigh revealed as her skirt fell away. He began to look uncomfortable. Elaine mentally congratulated her daughter on finding this one. He had just gotten a good fucking from Stella and already his thoughts were on sex. "I'm afraid there's nothing you can do until Monday," Elaine said. "You might as well relax and enjoy yourself. This really is a beautiful place."
"Yes," Alan said, his eyes once more going over her lush body. "I can see that."
"We have plenty of room," Elaine said. "I'm sure you must be feeling tired. I'll show you your room."
"Can't I do it, Mother?" Stella asked.
Elaine gave her daughter a chilling look. Sometimes Stella could get selfish. The young girl had already had her fun for the day. Now it was her mother's turn. Elaine could already feel a slight tingling in her cunny-hole.
"I can show him," Elaine said.
Alan was feeling tired. He was thankful for a chance to go to his room and get his thoughts together. A lot had happened to him that afternoon. He was discovering that he wasn't as bored by sexual activity as he'd thought. He certainly wasn't bored by the vulgar jiggle of Elaine's ass as he followed her to his room.
"I think you'll be comfortable here," she said, flicking on an overhead light.
"Yes," Alan said, looking around the room. "I think I will."
"The bathroom is over there. You'll find everything you need."
"Yes," Alan said. "Except that I should have brought my suitcase."
"I'll send Stella back for it," Elaine said.
Elaine left him alone in the room. He couldn't help feeling that there was something very strange about the two women. He wondered where Elaine's hubby was. He certainly shouldn't have left them all alone this way.
Elaine was back in a few moments. "I sent Stella for your suitcase."
"Thank you," he said.
Elaine walked to the bed and sat down. Again she felt his eyes drawn to her long, shapely legs. She arched her back so that her full breasts pushed out at her blouse. She liked the way his eyes went over her. She seldom got a chance to have a man look at her that way. Her husband was getting old and he wasn't as interested as he'd once been.
Perhaps he understood her needs and that was one reason he would go off like he did.
"Do you find me attractive?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered. Alan felt nervous beads of sweat on his forehead. That was the problem. He found her very attractive and she was coming on to him.
"How about my daughter?" Elaine asked. "Did you find her pretty?"
"Yes," he said. "In a little girl way, of course."
"Did you fuck her in a little girl sort of way?"
He was shaken by the question. He didn't know if he should run or stand there and take his medicine. Somehow she had found out what he had done. He had the feeling that his life was over. There would be a scandal. He wondered how Cynthia would take it. Probably she would be disgusted. There would be none of the duty wife in her. She would leave him high and dry and everyone would praise her for it.
"Don't turn so green," Elaine said. "You're not the first man Stella has screwed."
"I'm… I'm not," he stammered.
"Of course not," Elaine said. "My daughter has a very hot box. I'm afraid that she inherited it from her mother."
She saw that Alan's face had gotten less pale. He was beginning to understand what she was leading up to. Elaine was glad that he wasn't stupid. She didn't like to explain herself to a man.
"A hell of a lot," Elaine said.
"I see," he said.
"You know," Elaine said. "It's awfully Goddamned hot in here."
Elaine stretched like a cat. There was a smile on her face as she began to toy with the buttons on her blouse. Alan could feel his heart pounding. So this was what the luscious woman had been leading up to all along. Alan was surprised that he could get so excited so quickly after having the good fuck he'd had in the woods.
But there was no doubt that he was sporting a boner that would soon tear his trousers open.
"I think I'm going to take a shower," Elaine said.
Alan stared with hungry eyes as Elaine began to undress. He wondered how he had seen so much resemblance between mother and daughter. The daughter was only a young copy. The mother's body was lush and firm. Her big boobs were capped with rosy red nipples that looked as big as saucers.
"Jesus," Alan groaned.
She stripped off her skirt and stood before him in only a pair of pale blue panties. He could see her bushy red cunt and the long pussy hairs curling out from the edges of her panties.
"Do you think I'm nicer than my daughter?" Elaine said.
"You are beautiful," he said.
"I'm ahead of you," Elaine said. "I thought we were going to shower together."
"Sure," Alan said.
Alan was only seconds in stripping out of all his clothes. Elaine admired his body. He didn't have the bulging muscles of some of the farm boys in that area. But he wasn't flabby. He looked well shaped. She especially liked the long thick cock between his legs.
Elaine walked close to his so that her big, pointy tits pushed against his chest. She ran her hand down his body and grasped his pulsating cock. She moved her fingers up and down the firm feeling flesh.
"Mmmm," she said. "You have a nice one. Let's go take our shower."
She held onto his cock as she pulled him into the shower. She turned the water on and stepped out of her blue panties. He loved her long legs. He loved the bushy mound at the junction of her creamy thighs. In fact, he loved everything about this sexy woman.
They got into the shower together and she took the soap. Gently she rubbed the soap over his chest and shoulders. She made him turn around as she soaped his back and ass. He felt her fingers playing at his asshole. He groaned when she slipped one of her fingers into his hole.
"Do you like?" she asked.
"Uh, yes," he answered.
It was a new experience for him. He'd never had his asshole played with before. She slipped her hand between his legs and soaped his balls while her fingers probed at his prostrate gland. Her hand went higher and she was groping his stiff cock.
"Oh, I like that," Elaine said.
Elaine turned him back around and she pressed close to him. She captured his thick cock between her soft thighs and she began to rub it gently. She kissed him. His lips felt hard and hot. She probed at his lips and he admitted her tongue. She touched hers against his, wiggling it with an excited abandon.
Alan groaned and she felt his hands suddenly clutch her buttocks. He pulled her closer so that his chest rubbed her tits flat.
"Ummmm," she groaned. "You're making me hot. So hot."
He took the soap from her hand and began to soap her down. She'd had men touch her before but Alan was so gentle. His hands made her nipples rise up hard. He soaped all over her tits until she could feel them swell with lust. Then his hand slipped down her belly to touch her cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "I like being soaped there."
He pushed the soap between her legs and began to rub roughly. She felt a hot spasm of pleasure shake her body. It had been so long for her. She hadn't felt a good dick between her legs since the last man Stella had brought home. And that had been weeks ago. Elaine moaned as she felt him moving his hand faster between her legs. She could feel her hot honey-pot dripping juice. She clamped her thighs a little more tightly on his massaging hand.
"Ummmm," she moaned. "You know how to make a woman feel good."
He kept his hand there for a few minutes while she felt his big cock-head rubbing against her belly. She wanted to fuck him so bad. Finally he pulled away from her and she turned off the shower.
They got out and dried each other off. By the time they were finished Elaine was as hot and horny as she'd ever felt in her entire life. She felt his prick again and felt his juice leaking out of the end. Damn, but his cock felt good. She rubbed her fingers across his prick-head and brought the creamy cum to her lips.
"You taste good," she whispered.
"Christ," Alan groaned. "I watched your daughter do that. I thought it was the most exciting thing I'd ever seen."
"Haven't you ever had a woman drink your cum?" Elaine asked.
"No," he admitted. "You and your daughter are the first to actually like the taste. I've had my dick sucked but no woman's ever kept her mouth there all the way."
"Then you're in for a treat," Elaine said. "Because I love to suck and so does my daughter."
Elaine took his prick again and led him out of the bathroom to the big bed. He stretched out on his back and she straddled his cock.
"I'm going to suck you," she promised, "but first I need some of that hot cock in my hole."
"Yeah," he groaned.
She held his cock-head against her wet snatch and slowly began to lower herself onto it. She felt his bog cock-head stretch the plump lips of her cunt. She pushed herself down hard on his cock. His long thick prick slid all the way up into her tight, hot cunt.
"Ummmm, God," she cried.
His cock was deep in her pussy and nothing had ever felt better. Elaine could feel her body being rocked with the delicious pleasure tingles. She began to move. She knew this time was going to be very fast for her. It has just been too damned long since she had a cock in her pussy.
"Baby," he groaned. "Ahhh, you fucking bitch! Your cunt feels so tight. So fucking tight!"
"Did you like my daughter's pussy better?" Elaine asked him.
"No, Christ no," he answered.
Alan wasn't lying to her. Stella's pussy had been young and tight, and it had felt like fucking a virgin. But there was a new kind of experience in fucking her mother. Elaine's cunt was just as tight and wet, but there was a lot more experience in the way her cunt was used. Elaine knew what to do with a man's prick once she got it inside herself. Stella was just learning the tricks. Elaine was the expert.
"Ahhhh," Elaine groaned. "Your cock feels so good and long and thick. I love a hot cock in my pussy. Oh God, it's been so long!"
Elaine began to bounce faster. She could feel his cock slipping half in and out of her pussy as she bounced. The thick feeling of his cock-head stretching her pussy walls was the most exciting thing she'd ever felt. Elaine always loved the cock that was inside her more than any she'd ever had before. Long or short, thick or skinny. Nothing made any difference to her except the way a man used what he had.
And Alan knew how to use it.
His ass was pumping his prick deep into her pussy with each rhythmic thrust. He reached up to grab her titties and she could feel his fingers running over her aroused nipples.
"Oh yess!" she squealed. "You know how to use a cock. You know how to make a woman squirm. Oh yes, you have a fucking stick. A big fucking joystick!"
Her stomach was a fiery ball of fire as she bounced savagely on his prick. She felt her cunt coating his cock with her juices. She gave it to him harder. Her eyes popped open. She knew she looked as abandoned as any woman could. She ran her hands through her wild looking hair.
"Oh Jesus, give it to me," she cried. "I love your hot cock. Stab me with it! Squirt my ass off! Give me your cock and your cum and your big piece of meat, oh God, I'm coming. I'm coming, Goddddddddd!"
Her body jerked with a powerful orgasm.
"Oh my goodness," she moaned. "I needed that. You don't know how much I needed that!"