Saturday, 20 August 2016

ANY OPPORTUNITY

It's funny how life's little opportunities present 
themselves, my best sexual opportunity of my life came 
out of the blue one night with an eleven o'clock 
telephone call from my son who was working away from 
home in France for a month.

Tim's mother and I split up when Tim was quite young 
and divorced several years ago, the last three years 
have been very dry for me sexually, you get very few 
opportunities once you're past fifty to get new 
experiences.

My son was married to Sian, a petite little auburn 
haired woman of twenty five, when I first met Sian, Tim 
was 27, he had picked Sian up from school, she was 
under five foot tall, totally flat-chested and looked 
around thirteen or even younger, I couldn't believe it 
when Tim told me that she was actually seventeen. 

They married two years later and they had their first 
baby exactly nine months after their wedding, little 
Isabella, a little sweetie, her birth caused a massive 
change in Sian, she went from a thirty-two – a cup to a 
thirty-four – D in just nine months, Laura came along 
two years to the day after Isabella followed by William 
two years and three weeks after Laura, so they had a 
perfect little family although when William was fifteen 
months old Tim told me they were trying for another 
son, "Just to balance the family up!"

While Tim was working away he got into the habit of 
phoning Sian and the kids every night when he got in 
from work, it was eight o'clock in France so Seven 
o'clock in the UK, he got to say a few words to the 
girls before they went to bed and then a very short 
chat to Sian, well that was until the night in 
question!

Tim phoned me at eleven o'clock at night, he had phoned 
Sian as usual but she had told him that the girls were 
already in bed sleeping, Tim caught a hint of 
excitement in Sian's voice which worried him slightly, 
well worried him enough to make him break his usual 
habit and phone back an hour later, he got no reply, so 
he phoned again an hour later and then again after 
another hour. Eventually he phoned me because he was a 
little worried, he told me where he kept a spare key 
and asked me to make the thirty-mile journey to his 
house to check if everything was OK.

I arrived just before midnight, Sian's car was parked 
too close to the end of the drive, if I had pulled in 
behind her my estate car would have blocked half of the 
pavement, not that too many people would be walking 
past after midnight but I decided to play it safe and 
put my car in the side street a few yards away. I 
knocked the door and rang the bell, there was a light 
on in the hallway which lit up the front door, there 
was no response. 

I made my way to the back of the house, knocked at the 
back door, again no response; I found the hidden key 
and let myself in through the back door. I checked the 
children's bedrooms, all the bed's were empty, I went 
to Sian and Tim's bedroom, again no one there, the 
light from the hall showed that the dressing table was 
covered in make-up, there were skimpy dresses hanging 
up on the back of the wardrobe door as if Sian was 
deciding what to wear, I made my way to the living 
room, I was about to ring Tim and tell him the house 
was empty when a set of car headlights lit up the dark 
room. 

I watched Sian stagger from the passenger side of the 
car, she was obviously drunk, staggering in five inch 
heals, I caught my breath, she wore a stunning little 
black cocktail dress, very low, square-cut front and 
about seven inches above her knee, with the bright red 
lipstick and blue eye shadow, I could see the tops of 
the hold-up stockings showing below the hem of her 
dress even when she was standing up straight. I was 
about to go and meet her at the front door until I saw 
the man step out of the drivers side of the car, he was 
over six foot tall, African or Afro-caribbean, he met 
her at the front door just as she dropped her keys, 
they kissed passionately before Sian stooped down to 
pick up her keys, I took the opportunity to change 
tack.

I moved quickly and quietly into the bedroom that Sian 
and Tim usually shared together, I closed the curtains 
and sat on the windowsill, I just hoped that Sian 
didn't remember leaving her curtains open when she went 
out, then a thought struck me, what if they didn't come 
into the bedroom, she may not have wanted to defile her 
marital bed with the man who had to bend down to get 
through the low doorways in my son's cottage.

I heard the argument. 

"I've changed the bed linen in here!" 

"No way, I don't want to do it in a single bed and all 
those stuffed toys will put me off!" 

"Well, how about the living room then?" 

"No way baby, you have a nice comfortable bed in there, 
come on!" 

They entered the bedroom. 

"Remember, you promised to use a condom, I'm just 
starting my dangerous period so I can't do it without!" 

"Just use the morning after pill tomorrow, I have a box 
full in my car!" 

"I can't do that, my husband and I are trying for 
another baby at the moment, you have to use a condom!"

"That dog won't hunt, I don't ruin my pleasure with an 
overcoat, my way or no way!"

I opened the curtain a fraction, Sian was already 
naked, it wasn't as if she had a lot on to start with, 
just the dress, a black lacy thong, the hold-ups and 
shoes, she still had on the hold up-s and shoes but for 
the rest she was totally naked, the black guy was just 
pulling his trousers down, he didn't so much have a 
cock as a flagpole down the front of his pants.

I waited for him to cover Sian's body with his own, he 
was aiming his cock at the promised land when I stepped 
out into the room. I was holding my mobile phone up to 
my eye and as soon as I stepped out into the room I 
pressed the camera button, the camera made a satisfying 
click-whir sound, the picture was perfect, petite 
alabaster coloured Sian covered by a coal black giant 
of a man.

In the ensuing confusion I managed to evict the naked 
black man, throwing his trousers and shirt out after 
him. When I returned to Sian's bedroom she had pulled 
on a dressing gown.

"Oh no, it's too late for that, get that dressing gown 
off right now!"

Sian looked confused, I turned the camera screen 
towards her.

"What do you think Tim will say to this?"

Sian looked very worried, even more worried when I 
started to flick through the contacts and Tim's number 
came up on the screen.

"You wouldn't, it'd destroy your son's family if he saw 
that!"

"Your family too, your cushy life here, it's up to you, 
all I want is what you were about to give to that 
nigger for free, and it won't matter if I get you 
pregnant, it will all be in the family as it were!"

I waited with my finger resting on the dial button.

"Well, what's the answer?"

Sian slipped the dressing gown off of her shoulders and 
was once again naked. I pressed the call button on my 
phone.

"Nothing to worry about Tim, just the phone pulled out 
of the wall socket, I'm going to get my head down on 
your sofa and go home in the morning!"

I turned the phone off and stripped naked; I made Sian 
suck my cock until I filled her mouth with cum, not 
that I particularly liked getting a blow job but it 
proved that Sian would do whatever it took to keep me 
happy. It also took the edge off of my appetite; it 
would mean that I would hold off my climax longer and 
have more fun inside of my daughter-in-law. 

As soon as I started to fuck Sian her breasts started 
to leak milk, Sian was still breastfeeding William even 
though he was fifteen months old, it turned out that 
she had been breast feeding constantly for five years, 
breaking one child of the breast only when the next was 
ready to go on it, her nipples were like leather but 
were also incredibly sensitive, when I started to 
suckle against her, drinking her milk, she went wild 
and began climaxing wildly almost tipping me over into 
my own climax before I was quite ready.

I needn't have worried too much though, after I finally 
climaxed, filling her pussy to the limit with my sperm 
she started sucking me again to get me back to full 
hardness ready for another go round. We fucked five 
times before I had to go back to my home town to work.

***

Over the next few weeks I fucked Sian about a hundred 
times, by the time Tim finished his French contract 
Sian was pregnant, she didn't tell Tim right away, she 
needed to fuck him a few times first, she left it a 
month before she told him, during that month. Every 
time my son Tim spent a night away from home I popped 
in to keep Sian from straying outside the family, 
Isabella, Laura and William also love having me around 
too, I even moved just around the corner from them all 
so I could be right there on the doorstep.

Sian told Tim that Victor was a month premature but Tim 
didn't believe her, he told me that he suspected 
something and I persuaded him to send of DNA samples of 
Victor and him, the results were as I expected, my DNA 
and Tim's was too close to show Tim that he wasn't the 
father. 

We're all living relatively happily now, Sian had a 
fifth baby, mine again, even though I'm almost thirty 
years older than Tim Sian much prefers to have sex with 
me than Tim and she is wearing me out, I'm sure that 
she will fuck me to death but what a way to go!

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