“discovered”
that when my pants were around my ankles, I needed her help to step out of
them. She squatted down so that I could use her shoulder as a cane. Which by
the way, put her face only inches from my boxers-covered dick. You better
believe I had a boner.
Ashley Lynn’s eyes were wide. “Ooh, do we have to
wait till we’re both naked to take the next step? Help me, Mom.”
“Hold on a sec,” I said. I walked to the nightstand
by my bed, my erection swaying inside my boxers; seconds later, I returned
holding a foil-wrapped condom.
Standing in front of Ashley Lynn, I gave her a sex-ed
lecture—nearly naked, and with a hard-on:
“We guys hate putting on a condom. But
Ashley Lynn, believe me when I tell you that we’ll always put one on when you
make it clear that our choices are `wear a condom’ or `no sex.’ But guys will
try to argue you away from that ultimatum; we’ll say, `I’m clean.’ Ashley Lynn,
believe me: Some guys will say they’re clean when they think they’re not, and a
few shitheads will swear they’re clean when they know they’re not.”
Ashley Sue asked, “Are you clean?”
“I haven’t been tested since last month,” I
replied. I didn’t mention that before I got the Power, I’d been living like a
monk, so who needs disease testing? I continued, “I’m currently involved with
five women, seven counting you two—”
“ Seven? ” Ashley Sue echoed.
“—so if you and I had done anything other than cunnilingus,
you better believe I’d have worn a condom.” I turned back to her daughter and
said, “When you and I fuck, I’ll wear a condom. Besides not giving you a
disease if I have one, nobody here wants my tadpoles hooking up with your
basketball.”
“Thank you,” both Ashleys said.
“Blowjobs are a special case,” I continued, “Not
only does the man hate to wear a condom during a blowjob, but the woman
dislikes it too—”
“Amen,” said Ashley Sue.
“But if I don’t put on a condom, you run the risk
of catching something. So what do you choose for me to do?”
Ashley Sue and Ashley Lynn shared glances, then
Ashley Lynn said to me, “This first time, I want to taste you naked. Mom, what do
I do now?”
“Pull his shorts down, honey, and help him step out
of them.” When Ashley Lynn had done that to me, Ashley Sue continued, “Now get
your nose close to him. Smell him.”
“His cock smells weird, Mom. I can’t decide if I
like the smell or not.”
“Some women like the smell, some don’t. Now, stick
out your tongue and lick whatever of his cock you can reach.”
“Oh, that’s ni-i-i-ice ,” I said.
“See, honey? He likes that. Now take the head in
your mouth, and slide your lips down the shaft and up again. Uh-huh, do it
again, down and back, like it’s a warm Popsicle.”
“Teeth, teeth!” I yelped. “No teeth!”
“Open your jaws a little, honey,” Ashley Sue. “Keep
your lips on his cock, but don’t scrape him with your teeth.”
“That feels good,” I said. “You should know that—oh
yeah, Ashley Lynn, just like that—if you speed up, you get me off sooner, but
if you go slow, my orgasm is more intense when I finally do come.”
Ashley Sue said, “But you should know that if you
go fast, muscles get tired. But if you take a long time to get him off, your
knees and jaws and lips start hurting.”
Five seconds later, Ashley Lynn speeded up to
pogo-stick speed. Maybe thirty seconds later, I gasped, “I’m going to shoot.”
Ashley Sue said, “I never let your father come in
my mouth, honey.”
But Ashley Lynn didn’t change anything, except to
speed up even more. I couldn’t help it, I started moaning—it was a better
blowjob than I was expecting, and I was getting it from an innocent virgin
while her mother advised her. The situation was too hot for me to stay calm.
I lost control; I spurted. Ashley Lynn whimpered
when my cum first hit her throat. I gasped, “Your choices now are to spit it
out when
that when my pants were around my ankles, I needed her help to step out of
them. She squatted down so that I could use her shoulder as a cane. Which by
the way, put her face only inches from my boxers-covered dick. You better
believe I had a boner.
Ashley Lynn’s eyes were wide. “Ooh, do we have to
wait till we’re both naked to take the next step? Help me, Mom.”
“Hold on a sec,” I said. I walked to the nightstand
by my bed, my erection swaying inside my boxers; seconds later, I returned
holding a foil-wrapped condom.
Standing in front of Ashley Lynn, I gave her a sex-ed
lecture—nearly naked, and with a hard-on:
“We guys hate putting on a condom. But
Ashley Lynn, believe me when I tell you that we’ll always put one on when you
make it clear that our choices are `wear a condom’ or `no sex.’ But guys will
try to argue you away from that ultimatum; we’ll say, `I’m clean.’ Ashley Lynn,
believe me: Some guys will say they’re clean when they think they’re not, and a
few shitheads will swear they’re clean when they know they’re not.”
Ashley Sue asked, “Are you clean?”
“I haven’t been tested since last month,” I
replied. I didn’t mention that before I got the Power, I’d been living like a
monk, so who needs disease testing? I continued, “I’m currently involved with
five women, seven counting you two—”
“ Seven? ” Ashley Sue echoed.
“—so if you and I had done anything other than cunnilingus,
you better believe I’d have worn a condom.” I turned back to her daughter and
said, “When you and I fuck, I’ll wear a condom. Besides not giving you a
disease if I have one, nobody here wants my tadpoles hooking up with your
basketball.”
“Thank you,” both Ashleys said.
“Blowjobs are a special case,” I continued, “Not
only does the man hate to wear a condom during a blowjob, but the woman
dislikes it too—”
“Amen,” said Ashley Sue.
“But if I don’t put on a condom, you run the risk
of catching something. So what do you choose for me to do?”
Ashley Sue and Ashley Lynn shared glances, then
Ashley Lynn said to me, “This first time, I want to taste you naked. Mom, what do
I do now?”
“Pull his shorts down, honey, and help him step out
of them.” When Ashley Lynn had done that to me, Ashley Sue continued, “Now get
your nose close to him. Smell him.”
“His cock smells weird, Mom. I can’t decide if I
like the smell or not.”
“Some women like the smell, some don’t. Now, stick
out your tongue and lick whatever of his cock you can reach.”
“Oh, that’s ni-i-i-ice ,” I said.
“See, honey? He likes that. Now take the head in
your mouth, and slide your lips down the shaft and up again. Uh-huh, do it
again, down and back, like it’s a warm Popsicle.”
“Teeth, teeth!” I yelped. “No teeth!”
“Open your jaws a little, honey,” Ashley Sue. “Keep
your lips on his cock, but don’t scrape him with your teeth.”
“That feels good,” I said. “You should know that—oh
yeah, Ashley Lynn, just like that—if you speed up, you get me off sooner, but
if you go slow, my orgasm is more intense when I finally do come.”
Ashley Sue said, “But you should know that if you
go fast, muscles get tired. But if you take a long time to get him off, your
knees and jaws and lips start hurting.”
Five seconds later, Ashley Lynn speeded up to
pogo-stick speed. Maybe thirty seconds later, I gasped, “I’m going to shoot.”
Ashley Sue said, “I never let your father come in
my mouth, honey.”
But Ashley Lynn didn’t change anything, except to
speed up even more. I couldn’t help it, I started moaning—it was a better
blowjob than I was expecting, and I was getting it from an innocent virgin
while her mother advised her. The situation was too hot for me to stay calm.
I lost control; I spurted. Ashley Lynn whimpered
when my cum first hit her throat. I gasped, “Your choices now are to spit it
out when
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