Horny girls

WHERE SHE CAME FROM 2

The two of them were now speaking in Vietnamese, so I didn't understand much and tuned out. Her mother probably asked Tuyet about what we had done before she got back. Tuyet would make up something, I was sure, and her mother would know it was a lie— but not challenge her. At least, I was here with the approval of her mom, I hadn't snuck in, and we hadn't been found doing anything compromising. In the end, the nineteen-year-old young woman had just engaged in some safe s*x, and that was it.

I did find the situation rather piquant, though, and I liked it. Tuyet's mother was rather attractive. So, what was going to happen? My wife was at her parents' house again or selling insurance, so that I could stay for another while and find out.

Let's assume Tuyet's mother would get her daughter to admit that we had f****d or that we're having an affair, actually. Would she tell her husband, Tuyet's father? Or would she spill the proverbial beans into town, so that the news would eventually get to my wife and my boss? Of course, I could deny everything, but everyone knows how rumors start and how they get perpetuated.

Now, Tuyet's mom was asking me about my son and my wife. As I didn't own a so-called smartphone, Tuyet got hers from her room upstairs, so she could go on f*******: and show her mom some photos. She was wearing a bra when she came down again and, probably, panties too. She may also have tidied her room a bit. Looking at my photos on f*******:, we laughed about some funny anecdotes and scenes from the family album. Tuyet cleared the table, while her mother came over and we were sitting next to each other now. Our arms and thighs were touching.

While we were having fun looking at photos, Tuyet had to do the dishes. But today she wasn't sitting with her legs wide spread, as she had her grandma's house. Oh, my God, which reminded me: We needed to go back to the mountains again! I wanted to make out with her in her blind grandmother's house, if not f**k. That would be so awesome.

I could have gotten up and said goodbye at this point, and maybe I should have, but that would have felt like running away. It would also have been impolite, which was the last thing I wanted to pull. Now her mother proposed to go upstairs and look at their family album, which was in the master bedroom. She said we could sit on Tuyet's bed in her room, as there was no big table upstairs. She probably assumed that I had sat there already and perhaps she didn't want me to sit on the bed where she sleeps with her husband.

The two women sat down on the bed, just like Tuyet and I had sat two hours earlier. Tuyet was where I had been, while her mom was pretty much in the middle of the bed. There would have been enough room for me too, but I got the desk chair instead and pulled it closer to the bed. As the chair was to the right of the bed, I ended up closer to her mom, but I could see Tuyet better, as the two of them were turned towards each other. The mood seemed cheerful but I didn't really know what exactly to make of this scenario.

I didn't know if this happened by chance or if Tuyet's mother had done it on purpose, but her dress had already slipped up quite a bit. I could, basically, see her whole left thigh. Now, she reached for the hem of her dress here on my side, her left, to check where it was, but instead of pulling it down, closer to her knee, she pulled it up towards her ass. Actually, she lifted her butt by an inch briefly and pulled the dress out from under herself. She also turned away from me a little more. I was pretty convinced now that she was putting out: It looked like she wanted to show me her ass.

I kneeled on the bed briefly to look at some photos and, in the end, sat down on the bed near Tuyet's mother's legs, with my left ankle under my right thigh. Tuyet's mother knew that, now, I couldn't really see her butt as I was to close and thus, she moved up the pile of pillows to sit more upright. She also turned away slightly further. Tuyet was clever, but I didn't think she was aware of what her mother was doing. As I felt needles and pins in my leg, though, I got off.

I was shocked about what I saw when I was back in the chair. Her mother wasn't wearing panties, and I could see her hairy butt crack, which looked like a shoe brush. She had way more hair between her buttcrack than Nguyet; well, she was fifteen years older. 'The aroma must be beguiling' was my next thought. Tuyet's mother had daringly worked up her dress during the last half an hour to present me the curls in her ass. Ballsy Mc Ballsington couldn't have done it any better. I couldn't look away. It was tantalizing. She was only sitting on her right butt cheek, while her left was two or three inches off the bed, facing me. That was, obviously, no coincidence.

So, she was offering herself. Literally putting out her buttcrack and, eventually, herself. I was sure she was good in bed. Experienced. Once in a while, she looked back over her shoulder and laughed as if nothing had happened. What she wanted was clear. Honestly, I wanted it too. I felt bad for Tuyet, but we still had to ensure that Tuyet's mother wouldn't spill the beans. Me f*****g her was the surest way that she would keep the secret that I was banging her daughter.

The question was only how Tuyet would cope with that? Would she be super sore or even break up with me? Would she f**k Vu to spite me? Well, actually, I wouldn't mind. Was her mother perhaps insatiable and expecting me to f**k her every week from now on? And, very pragmatically, here and today: Were we gonna f**k with Tuyet in the room, or would she be sent away under some pretext?

As I was still mesmerized by Tuyet's mom's ass crack, I remembered that my d**k still hadn't been in any p***y today. Well, there were two here on the bed, but to f**k Tuyet now seemed virtually impossible. Unless we did a threesome, which seemed highly unlikely. Tuyet had probably never seen her mother's ass crack, but I could already smell it. I was seriously smitten. I couldn't wait. But my hands were tied; I had to wait for Tuyet to disappear. Or did Tuyet's mother expect me to touch her ass in her daughter's presence?

Well, my hands weren't completely tied, as Tuyet could see what went on behind her mother's back. I sat down on the bed again and put my hand on the bedspread near the butt, basically under her left cheek, the one that she had lifted up. I touched her soft curls and wet lips. The smell was still subtle, but titillating. As I was looking at Tuyet, my d**k was pumping itself up. This was probably the last moment I could have eloped. But I didn't. I couldn't. I was too horny to f**k the older of the two women here next to me, who was looking at her wristwatch now.

"Holy cow!" she exclaimed "We need to pick up the children."

After a moment of shock—I thought our adventure might have ended abruptly—the mother asked her daughter to take care of that. She told Tuyet where her younger siblings were and added that she also wanted her to pick up a book from the library. She would 'chat' with me until they were back. She reminded Tuyet where the motorcycle keys were, and my young friend could do nothing but leave. Well, it was perhaps the best compromise: we could not have had a threesome here. I didn't know anyway if Tuyet would have even wanted that.

Tuyet reached for a light jacket and left. It was kinda sad but when I looked at the shoe brush between her mother's butt cheeks, my mood brightened. I wanted to get in there. Right after we had heard the screeching metal door close, Tuyet's mom pushed her dress down from the shoulders and exposed her bra. I sat next to her and we kissed passionately. My d**k was pumping and I lifted up her dress in the front with one hand. Her bush looked massive; that triangle had like six inches of side length. More like seven, actually. It was dense and wooly—exactly what I needed now. Tuyet's pristine fresh crotch was one thing, but her mother had beguiled me with her hairy p***y.

I got up and undressed. She relieved herself of her bra and pressed her dress down on her belly. She didn't seem to want to take it off, perhaps because she felt her belly was too big or maybe she had scars from the C-sections that she probably had had. Her n*****s were large and dark. We had been looking at each other's eyes for the whole time we were undressing.

She let herself sink further down on the bed, away from the pile of cushions. She pulled her dress up from her lap and presented me her p***y, which was half open already and nicely framed by black curls. Her p***y was large, dark, and glistening. Some drops of her juice had already made their way into her p***y hair. Her p***y seemed to be breathing and looking at me challengingly. I kneeled down next to her, caressed her treasure and finally reached in. Tuyet's mom probably wanted me to mount her right away but I wanted to explore her p***y first, partially because Tuyet had been conceived through it, if not born.

I kissed her inner thighs, which she had put at an angle, and went closer and closer towards her center and opened it now with both of my thumbs. I licked her c******s and put my tongue inside, just like I had done earlier with her daughter's honeypot. She moaned and sighted quietly and moved further down from the heap of pillows towards the middle of her old bed. When she was done, I couldn't wait any longer.

As her p***y was wet and spacious, I slowly pushed my d**k in at once. She probably had already been wet down in the kitchen, and our foreplay here on the bed had been going on for close to an hour, so she had enough nectar for two. She put her hands on my butt and supported every one of my thrusts with her hands. After we had f****d like that for five minutes or so, I needed to take a closer look at her hairy ass crack. I also wanted to soak in the aroma. Perhaps this was my one and only chance, as I assumed that this was our only time we'd f**k.

"But only for a bit," she cautioned. "I want you to be on top of me," she insisted. "And hurry up! Tuyet will be back soon," she added.

I nodded and sat down close to her ass. I caressed her butt, and the aroma was, of course, overwhelming. Nguyet's little hairy butt was more endearing, but Tuyet's mother's was making me incredibly hot right now. I pushed my c**k inside her. I had to. At least this one time. I thrusted like berserk—but she was right: we didn't have much time—and sure enough she extended her hand backwards soon, telling me to stop and come back on top of her, between her thighs.

I rode her wildly for another few minutes and, eventually, I wanted to swing my legs outside hers. But she was a little too big for that. So, I just continued with my legs between hers. Technically, I should have asked her about her fertility cycle but it was far too late for that. We were both in the second half of our lives, so the chance of getting her pregnant was slim. I wasn't gonna pull out; not now. I closed my eyes, thought of her beautiful daughter, and came lavishly inside her.

After our breathing had gone down to somewhat normal, she looked at her watch, while I admired her creampie.

"We better get dressed," she reminded me again.

She covered her p***y with her hand to hold the c*m in and hobbled out of the room. As I didn't want to reek of s*x when Tuyet would be back with the children, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. Tuyet's mother was in there, though, and left the water running when she left. When I was done, I could hear her clanging pots down in the kitchen. As I was walking down the stairs, Tuyet arrived with her younger siblings. The girl was maybe 13 and the boy about eight or nine. They tried their English on me, which was cute.

Her mother had changed into a different summer dress—which told Tuyet what we had just done—and now she was making something to eat for the younger ones. Tuyet was standing there, embarrassed and looking upset. Well, I understood that she was upset, but I had to do something to prevent her mom from spreading the news. I knew it was time to leave. I didn't feel like smalltalk or long discussions right now, although I knew we were going to have them eventually. Well, what had Tuyet said? That you should do what you really feel like. I wasn't gonna quote her on that, though.