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 ASSTR;'Mrs Abel'{Bunyip}(MMF,anal)[1!1] Subject: Mrs Abel Date: Wed, 2 Jun
2004 From: Bunyip <bunyip@asstr.com>
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=== Mrs Abel by Bunyip

   It was a Thursday and I had borrowed my father's car to attend
university as mine had broken down, again!  I came home after uni and as I
opened the front door I recognised from the singing that the cleaner, Mrs
Abel, was here for her weekly housekeeping.  She was a reasonable maid but
I often thought she got paid well for the bit that she did.  Anyway, this
Thursday she earned a bit more.

   I came in and was about to shout out "Hello" to her so she knew I was
home when she called out "Oh Mr James, you are home early, but I am ready
for you on the couch."

   "On the couch?" I repeated to myself.  I put my books down and entered
the living room to find her laying over the back of the lounge with her
arse in the air.  She was about mid-forties even then, but at least she
still looked like a woman.  What's more, her rounded rump perched on the
lounge back with her skirt half way up her bum already, and her white
knickers showing had me getting hard already.  I never did win an arguement
with my cock, when it felt it was time to fuck, the rest of me just
followed.

   I lifted her skirt the rest of the way up and could immediately smell
her excitement.  She had been waiting for this all day perhaps.  We were
alone, there was only myself, my sister who worked afternoons, and my
father who would be late today as he had to take public transport.  I
peeled her panties down over her rump and the smell of a hot wet cunt
permeated the room.  "Oh Mr James, You're very gentle today!" she said.

   I unzipped my jeans and pulled my bent cock straight again.  It was
quite a lump of meat if I can brag about it.  My uncle once told me the
whole family was well equiped, for the bedroom that is, both the guys and
the girls of the family!

   I merely touched her furry wet pussy with the end of my cock and her
legs opened wider, and her bum peeled apart like a dainty pink blossom.  My
cock swiped through her fur like a Visa card, maybe four times, then I
pressed my cock into her soft warm hole.  It felt like pulling on a fur
lined glove.

   I fucked her deep and hard and she gripped the back of the lounge to
avoid losing her balance.  My cock plunged deeply inside her and I gripped
her arse cheeks with both hands, spreading hem with my thumbs.  She said
between thrusts "Oh, oh, oh, Mr, James, That's, so, good." as I fucked her
juicy wet hole with vigour.  I was encouraged by her words but still found
myself torn between sexual fanticism, and the ever growing realisation that
I was taking her while she thought I was my Dad.  "That's it!" I thought to
myself "I'm taking something that belongs to my Dad!" (Rightfully or not!)

   My mind was filled with questions even as she orgasmed.  I slowed to a
more gentle pace as I tried to rid my mind of these distractions and to
make the most of an unexpected gift.  She lay almost still, simply taking
in the attention, and the long slow prodding of my confused cock.  Then she
asked "Why didn't you go right up my backside like you usually do?  I like
your big cock when it goes up my backside Mr James."

   I didn't know that my father even knew about anal sex.  He was so
anti-gay that I assumed that he he would consider anal sex, even with a
woman, to be taboo.  But now the thought of squeezing my thick cock into
that tight arse, the pretty pink sphincter that was even now winking at me
with every plunge, had me surging with energy and I thrust deeply and
rapidly until a moment later I was filling her cunt with my juices.  I
dragged my cock out and stroked it in between her butt cheeks as it drained
out into her crack.  Then I simply kept stroking in the arse slot as I
expected my cock to deflate.

   The thought of fucking her tight arse somehow kept me half hard, and I
was soon even harder.  The more I thought about it the harder I got and
soon I was as hard as I get.  So I pointed my cock at her sweet anus, both
lubricated by my previous ejaculation, and it slipped in a little.  I
pushed and soon I felt it squeeze up her tight arse tunnel.  She gripped
the lounge, and said "Dear God, Mr James, You're so much bigger.  Please
stop awhile while my poor bottom gets used to your cock!" By then I had
pushed it all the way up inside her and I have to agree it was a nice tight
fit.

   As I stood there, my cock imbedded in her sweet bum, and my hands around
her nice round, plump arse, I decided that I'd ask out a girl I had liked
for some time, but had not approached as I felt she was a little
overweight. Mary would look and feel exactly like Mrs Abel I thought to
myself, and now it was as if I were fucking Mary.  The clothes were not
what Mary would wear, though I could envision Mary in a maid's outfit.  I
quickly found a vision that this woman beneath me, perched on my cock, was
sweet innocent Mary, and it seemed like I was standing behind Mary, with my
cock tightly up Sweet Mary's plump arse.

   I began shafting her mercilessly, even as she bellowed and gripped the
lounge, I fucked her arse harder and harder.  Soon I was boiling up another
load, and I should have pulled out of her perhaps, but I kept fucking her
arse until, finally I was coming up inside her, filling her arse with my
cum, and I still didn't stop.  I thrust slowly as my cock emptied, and my
balls relaxed.

   When it was all over, and my cock seemingly popped out of her, I felt a
hand on my shoulder.  I turned and saw my Dad, smiling at me, and holding
his stiff cock in his hand.  I stepped aside and he immediately plunged his
cock back inside her arse, and fucked her as I gathered my books and left.
To this day, I don't know if Mrs Abel ever realised that she was done by a
father and son team, but she sure smiles at him whenever they share a
glance!