Message-ID: <21773asstr$945065403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ann_douglas@hotmail.com Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"Generations"MF(2/2) Lines: 363 X-Original-Message-ID: <831ns9$bml$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon Dec 13 03:06:52 1999 GMT Date: Mon, 13 Dec 1999 01:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: Lambchop, dennyw Generations by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com) Part Two "Then I want you to prove to my Mother that you are the best lover that I've ever had." Rachel said as she pressed her lips against his for a brief moment. "I want you to show her that you are all that I'm ever going to want or need in my life. That you are the one that I'm going to be faithful to." "This is crazy." Stanley thought as he tried to understand the situation. He thought about it for a moment more as Rachel continued to kiss and caress his body. He suddenly thought he understood. Rachel was a nympho, and doubtlessly her Mother knew it as well. Mrs. Romanowski was worried that her daughter would never be able to be sexually satisfied by just one man. To prove her wrong, Rachel wanted her to see just how satisfied she was with Stanley. "Omigod!" Stanley suddenly exclaimed as he realized his conclusion was only half-right. Rachel didn't want Stanley just to show her what a good lover he was, she wanted him to "show her." Show as in demonstrate personally. Rachel wanted him to make love to her Mother. "Am I understanding you?" Stanley asked as he looked into Rachel's blue eyes. "You want me to..." on the chance that he had vastly misread the situation somehow, he couldn't bring himself to even say the words. "I want you to fuck my Mother." Rachel whispered in his ear, leaving no room for doubt in what she was saying. "I want you to fuck her the same way you fuck me, so that she'll never have any doubt that I can be true to you. Will you do that for me?" Stanley's first reaction was that this was insane. His second was that he was nuts to even consider the idea, and that Rachel was probably just as nuts to suggest it. His third reaction, once it all sunk in, was that this was probably every guy’s most perverse secret fantasy. And his wife to be wanted him to do it. Stanley looked again beyond Rachel to her Mother standing there. She had stopped at her undergarments, but he could see that his original assessment in the kitchen was right on the money. Ruth was still an attractive woman, and in good shape for her age as well. The choice would've been a lot harder if she had been old, ugly and fat. "If you really want me to do this, Honey." he said as he turned back to Rachel. "Then of course I will." No sooner had those words left his mouth, than Ruth quickly left the room. A cold chill suddenly filled Stanley as he wondered if maybe this had all been some kind of strange test and by saying he would go along with it, he had already failed. "What's going on?" he asked nervously. "It's okay." Rachel said reassuringly. "Unlike me, Mom's not about to do it on a couch. Not when there's a bed available." Stanley was relieved when she said that. But before he followed Ruth, there was something he had to ask Rachel. "Sugar, I have to ask," he said. "How the hell did you ever come up with an idea like this? I mean you've come up with some pretty strange notions in the time I've known you, but even you have to admit, this is pretty far out there. I still can't believe your Mother is going along with this." "Going along with this?" Rachel laughed. "Sweetness, this is her idea." "What?" Stanley said in disbelief. "That's right." she went on. "It seems before I was born, and not that long after her wild hippie days, my Mother and Father did a tour in the Peace Corp as well." "Wait a second," Stanley interrupted. "I thought you had to have a degree or something to join the Peace Corp." "Don't let that picture on the wall fool you," Rachel explained. "My Dad had a degree in Engineering before he let his hair grow, and my Mom has two of them, Nursing just happens to be what she loves most. You don't think these brains of mine that you love so much were a fluke, do you?" Properly chastised, Stanley kept his mouth shut and let Rachel finish her explanation. "Well it seems that they wound up stationed on this island in the South Pacific. Dad to help build a hospital and Mom to help improve the general health. Anyway, it seems the people on this island had some pretty strange customs. One of the more interesting ones was the practice of a prospective groom having to first spend a night with his prospective Mother in Law. The theory was that she would insure that her daughter's wedding night would be a memorial one." Stanley had heard of a lot of strange customs, but that had to take the cake. Calling to mind what some of those Mother in Laws must have looked like, he had to shudder. "I'm sure you find this all fascinating," Rachel concluded. "But Mother is waiting." With that, she sent her lover off to have carnal knowledge of her Mother. 'Ruth ... ?" Stanley said hesitantly as he stood at the door to her bedroom. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light inside. The room was bathed in the glow of a dozen scented candles, scattered about the room. Evidently Ruth had given the situation some thought beforehand. He wondered how long she and Rachel had been planning this. It was obvious to him now that the whole situation with the blowjob had been a setup. Something to get him going and be more receptive to the idea of having sex with Ruth. Not that he was about to complain. "Ruth ... ?" he repeated as he stepped into the room. Suddenly he felt very nervous. "I'm right here, Stanley." he heard her say. As he passed the large dresser that had been blocking his view, Stanley saw Ruth stretched out naked on her bed. In the soft candlelight, she looked younger than her fifty-two years. Now without her bra and panties, he could see that her breasts were about the same size as Rachel's, but just hung a little lower. The effects of age and motherhood he guessed. He also took note that her honey blond hair didn't extend to the thick bush between her leg. That was a mixture of dirty blond, white and gray. The young man had read somewhere that before you married a woman, you should take a good look at her mother. The reason being that your wife was probably going to look like that in thirty years. Well if Rachel was going to look like Ruth did right now, Stanley was sure he wasn't going to have any complaints. Stanley moved to the side of the bed and sat down next to Ruth. For the life of him, he couldn't think of a thing to say. Luckily, talk wasn't exactly what the older woman had in mind. Ruth sat up and started to unbutton his shirt. Warm as the night had been, he hadn't worn an undershirt beneath it. As Ruth got to the last button, she reached up and ran her fingers across the dark hair of his chest. Stanley was no bodybuilder, but he still had a nice form. After helping him off with his shirt, Ruth undid his belt and then his pants. Soon, all that he had left were his underpants. She ran her hand behind his head and drew him closer. Their lips met, and she gave him a kiss that little resembled that a man would normally expect from a woman old enough to be his mother. Then, just as abruptly, she broke off the kiss and moved back onto the bed. Stanley looked at her propped up against the headboard and realized everything so far had been to set him at ease. From this point he was on his own. Taking up the challenge, he pulled down his shorts and dropped them on the floor. Even in the dim light, Ruth could see that his cock was already semi-hard again. Stanley took his cock in hand and stroked it a few times, completing his erection. Then he climbed onto the bed with Ruth. Pushing aside the knowledge that this was the mother of the woman he loved, Stanley kissed her with all the passion he could muster. Ruth returned his kiss with equal warmth, and drove her tongue deep into his mouth. Stanley pressed his body against hers as they kissed again and again. Their lips and tongues locked as he rubbed his stiff cock against her bushy mound. He continued to kiss her, working his way down to her neck and then moving on to her breasts. Like her daughter, Ruth had very sensitive nipples and it only took the barest caress of his tongue to make them hard. Ruth's areola were much darker than Rachel's, but pretty much the same in size and shape. He guided the closest one into his mouth, working the same magic on them that Rachel loved so much. After all, the object here was to show Ruth how happy he was able to make her daughter. Ruth seemed to agree as well as she uttered a soft moan of appreciation for his efforts. Stanley quickly worked his mouth to her other breast as well, using his fingers on the mound he had just vacated. As he devoted most of his attention to Ruth's breasts, Stanley continued to rub his cock against her mound as well. It was good that he had so recently come, because that meant it would take more than that to get him going again. He took both breasts in hand, pressing his face between them. Everywhere he could, the young man kissed, licked and caressed the naked flesh. The difference in their ages no longer seemed to matter. He was a man in his prime, and regardless of anything else, she was a desirable woman. Stanley kissed his way across her stomach, down across her waist until he came to her lightly colored patch. He ran his fingers gently across it, pressing his index finger inward until it parted her entranceway and slid inside her. It seemed surreal to him that one day, long ago, Rachel had come from there. But as quick as that thought appeared in his mind, it vanished just as quickly. He was no longer thinking of Ruth as a mother, only a lover. He planted a kiss right in the center of her womanhood, tickling the pink flesh with his tongue. He pressed first one, then two and finally a third finger inside her, sliding them in and out. They continued to massage her valley of love, even as his probing tongue joined them. Stanley had always loved licking a woman's pussy, having learned very early on it was one of the best ways to satisfy them. He'd never practiced his art on a woman of Ruth's age before, but quickly came to realize in just a few minutes that age matters very little. Her reactions were the same as a woman half her years. With unbridled enthusiasm, Stanley drove his tongue and fingers again and again to Ruth's most sensitive spots. He could feel her body spasming as each successive wave of rapture washed over her body. If she was like any of the other women he had known, he knew she was ready for the main course. Stanley rolled Ruth over onto her stomach and pushed a pillow under her. She realized that he wanted to enter her doggy style and lifted her ass high into the air. Just because Rachel loved it when he fucked her this way, Stanley had no reason to think Ruth would to. Then again, he had no reason to think she wouldn't. His cock was as ready as it was ever going to be, totally recharged from his previous climax. Using one hand to spread her legs as far open as he could, Stanley took hold of his cock with the other and guided it to the now wet entrance of her pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down the length of her sex, covering the tip of his manhood with her natural lubricants. Still holding it tightly, he eased his cock past her outer walls. A loud moan from between the pillows Ruth was resting on acknowledged his entry. The young man was greatly surprised by both how tight the older woman still was, as well as how wet. There were two more old myths shot to hell he mused. Feeling how easy the full length of his seven inches filled her, Stanley wasted no time in starting up a rhythm. With both hands on her ass, he began fucking her with long powerful strides. Each ensuing thrust was more potent than the last as he put more of his energy behind it. It wasn't long before his whole body was swaying in synch with Ruth's, driving both of them head long into an orgasm. Stanley had closed his eyes as he pumped away, but he could still hear Ruth's quiet moans over the noise of the old bed. Evidently that was another little way she differed from her daughter. Rachel was quite vocal when they fucked, both expressive and loud. "Oh yeah," Stanley said softly as not to break the moan, he could feel the familiar chain reaction starting deep within himself. "Oh baby." He hadn't expected an answer, but he got one. And not from the source he expected. "Oh yeah lover," the well-acquainted voice said from behind him. "Fuck her, fuck her so hard that she comes for a week. So her how good you take care of me." To Stanley's surprise, Rachel had followed them into the bedroom. The prospect of watching her lover and Mother proved too tempting for her to ignore. She was now totally nude as well and had climbed onto the bed behind him. She pressed her body against his, her breasts deep against his back. Her pussy pressed against his ass as she held on to him and mimicked his thrusts, adding her weight to his own. From the sound of her quick breaths, he realized she was masturbating herself at the same time. Well-versed in that pattern as well, Stanley knew she was as close to orgasm as he was. The only unknown in it all was Ruth. All he could hope was that she wouldn't miss out on it all. He needn't have worried as the older woman's body began to trash beneath him, gripping his cock in a wet, clasping vise. Rachel followed suit moments later, grabbing his body and muttering obscenities. Stanley was, in fact, the last to orgasm as he finally exploded, sending bursts of white honey spraying into Ruth. His own body quaked as well, draining all of his energy into those jetting juices. Totally spent, Stanley rolled onto an empty spot on the bed. He lay there for a few seconds regaining his strength, until a sudden sensation drew his attention. He opened his eyes and looked down to see both mother and daughter licking his cock clean. When they were done, he was surprised to see the two of them share a kiss as well. It was not a kiss one expected to see between two generations. Stanley thought he should be shocked by what he was watching, but after all that had happened to him tonight, he didn't think he would ever be shocked by anything ever again. The young man was certain of one thing though. He was definitely marrying into one interesting family. END (missing parts may be found at) Ann Douglas Web Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ann_Douglas/www/ ASSTR Donation Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/donations.html ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. 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