You can not go out looking like that,” Mary my partner shouted at Mandy her daughter as I sat watching TV. Mary was a good mother, good cook, OK in bed but no looker while Mandy was a 10. Truth be told it was Mandy who caught my eye long before Mary and now Mandy was 19 and out on the pull.
“John tell her,” Mary shouted.
“Come on here let me see,” I replied.
Mandy came in. Her black lacy bra showed her tits plainly through her thin white shirt, her short red miniskirt barely hid her skimpy red panties and she had dificulty keeping her balance on her high heels.
“You can see ber knickers, she looks like a whore,” Mary observed.
“Stand there,” I ordered and Mandy stood before me, “Your Mum can see your knickers,” I explained as I reached under her skirt. I hooked a finger in the waistband and hauled them down. “Happy now?” I asked.
“No, No! are your mad?” Mary asked.
“No but the little bitch is on heat, she needs cock don’t you sweetie?” I asked.
“Daddy, your frightening me,” Mandy protested as I held her and began to ease my thumb up her cunt.
“I’m not your Daddy,” I reminded her, “W can fuck if you like, no need to go outside in the cold and wet to get laid.”
“No Daddy,” she said, “Daddy,” she added, “That feels really really nice.”
“I know honey, and when you slip down on my cock I’ll take you right to heaven,” I offered.
“John stop it, “ Mary pleaded, “If you don’t stop we’re leaving”
“You can go,” I replied, “Mandy can stay.” I said as I opened my fly and released my cock.
“Don’t go Mommy,” Mandy pleaded, “Stay, his cock looks huge! it might hurt!”
“Not if you’re wet enough,” I explained.
“Then don’t let him sweetie,” Mary suggested.
“But I need to cum mommy,” Mandy explained, “Surely it’s better for me to fuck where it’s nice and warm and safe?”
“But he’s my man!” Mary protested.
“There’s plenty to go around,” I replied, “Sit on my cock honey.”
“Hold my hand mommy,” Mandy pleaded, “Please!”
Mary watched transfixed as Mandy lowered her beautiful perfect pouting pussy onto my rearing cock, it was as soft as velvet and warm and wet as anyone could possibly wish.
I opened her shirt and popped her tits out of her bra then took her cheeks in my hands and kissed her lips before raping her mouth with my tongue.
The sex wasn’t great down below as she hadn’t got the experience to do much with the muscles in her vagina but with the mouth action it was pretty special.
I gave her a good few thrusts and pretty soon I was punping spunk and she was squealing like she was on a fairground ride or some such.
I looked at Mary and she was holding Mandy’s hand and crying.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“It was so beautiful!” she said.
“Fine, so lick my cock clean and I’ll fuck you as well,” I joked cruelly as Mandy climbed off me.
Mary just took off her panties and wiped my cock with them, I was not expecting that, and then she straddled me and as my penis grew even larger she sank down.
“You need to milk him like this,” Mary explained, “Practice squeezing a courgette with your cunt muscles like I used to.” and she did just that sending me into seventh heaven.
She rocked around building me up towards cumming and then back down until finally she let me empty my aching balls as Mandy looked on in stunned silence.
“Ugh for fucks sake that’s gross,” she said and she went to her room.
“What was all that about?” I asked.
“So who fucks best?” she demanded.
“Jury’s out,” I said, “Mandy needs more practice.”
“You’ve got to the end of the month to decide,” Mary declared, “Why do total bastards have ll the best cocks?”
Mandy was happily working away at her stenography machine, in the Marston Main Colliery office, rattling out invoics and that when I had to pop into the office, I needed some petty cash quick smart because our lorry were short on petrol and the driver needed a sub.
Mandy stopped typing as I walked in, she stared as I dived for the petty cash tin, “Harry Bates needs petrol money,” I said, “Don’t worry I’ll leave a chit.”
I opened the tin, It were short, no notes at all,” Bloody hell we been burgled, who’s been in here, have thee left office unlocked.”
I looked at Mandy. Guilt were plastered all over her gob.
“Oh bloody hell Amanda, has thee been at it?” I asked, “Oh bugger.” I found about 15/- in change and went to give it to Harry.
I were right upset, I knew Amanda from a nipper, she were now a nice young lass, must have been pushing twenty, she was at school with me eldest Elspeth, I knew her dad, , we was in great war together. and her mother, we was on opposite sides in the Miners strike 1926 or there abouts, when me Dad ran the mine, but he weren’t a bad chap, not dishonest any road.
I came back and locked office door and pulled blind down, “So young Amanda, what has thee to say for thee sen?”
“Sorry gaffer, I’ll put it back,” she whined.
“Of course thee won’t,” I said, “Once thee gets behind thee can’t ever get straight.”
“I done it for me mam, she’s behind with rent,” she pleaded. “Don’t sack me gaffer please!”
“I’d know if she were,” I said, “More like you spent it on posh clobber like that coat of yours,” I said pointing toher posh new coat hanging on the back of the office door, “That didn’t come from bargain rail at Rossendale market I know.”
“All, right, all right mister know all,” she said, “It’s all right for the likes of you with brass to spare but when I paid me keep and that there’s nothing left.”
“You had it on tick (Hire Purchase) and got behind I suppose?" I queried.
She nodded, ”You‘ll not sack me will you?
“Sack thee,” I explained, “I’m thinking about having thee arrested, as an example, I can’t have folk stealing petty cash, what’s the world coming to."
“Oh no, please don’t tell the rozzers, I’ll do anything,” she pleaded.
“Anything?” I queried, “Anything anything?”
“Anything,” she confirmed.
“If it were our Elspeth I’d smack her ass,” I said,”Have her over me knee, skirt up, knickers down and six of the best on her bare ass with me slipper”.
“What now?” Mandy gasped.
“When she were a nipper,” I explained, “She’s a bit too big for it now.”
“I’m the same age,” she pointed out.
“Yes but you’re half the size of her,” I said, “I has to keep her away from cattle show lest they think she’s up for a prize of fattest Friesian, you’re all girly like.”
“If I drop my knickers and that will we be square?” she asked, “I don’t want a sore ass an get locked up.”
“Drop the knickers, bend over and no rozzers,” I offered, “We can sort out how you pay me back after,how much did the thee take?”
“Three pounds, no four.” she said.
“I’ll get auditor down,” I said,
“All right” she said, “I kept a tally, she pulled a sheet from her drawer, “Its six pounds ten.”
I wrote a chit, “Right get on with your work.”
“Don’t you want me to drop my knickers then?” she asked.
“No, get on with thee work,” I ordered, “Bloody hell, all this talk of dropping knickers , I’m getting a bit of a stiffy.” I said and I sat down, “Bloody hell.”
“You randy old bugger,” she chided, “Do you want to do me?”
“No, Yes, I don’t bloody know, I’m twice your age,” I explained.
“Yes but you keep yourself fit,” she said, “Posh shoes, widdower, got a few bob what’s not to like.”
“And me poor Mary barely cold in her grave,” I protested.
“More like two years isn’t it, give or take, that’s a long time without a woman on the end of thee cock,” she observed.
“Longer than that, she weren’t much inerested in shagging,” I replied.
“No wonder you’re such a miserable bugger,” she laughed, “Do you just want to do me, you know, just once, or do you want me as your regualar bit on the side?”
“Flippin heck, I haven’t even poked thee yet,” I repiled, “You’ll want me take thee to the pictures next, thee’s nicked me brass, flipping heck, I’m trying to punish thee not take thee to heaven.”
“Oh blody shut up about dropping thee knickers,” I sighed.
“Only now you got me proper worked up.” she complained
“I got you worked up did I?” I challenged.
“I’m all uncomfortable now,” she complained, “I’m all sticky in my knickers.”
“Well we can’t have that young Amanda can we,” I agred, “You come round here, bend over the desk and let me have a look.”
She did as I said and came round my side of the desk, she slipped her knickers down and showed me her sweet pussy, it was beautiful, I undid her blouse and popped her titties out of her lacy brassiere, it were obvious where my cash had gone, her bloody clohes that’s where.
“I’m nervous, I never done it before,” she lied.
Her nips were hard like 303 bullets we had in the war her cunt wasn glistening, I dropped my pants straight away,well it would have been rude not to. Me cock was rigid, I had her turn round and bend over the desk.
I nuzzled me cock against her cunt and she was so moist that he slipped right in.
Virgin my ass, she was well fucked, “You bloody lied about being a virginas as well,” I challenged.
“Prove it,” she laughed, “Anyway what’s so special about virgins, they can’t do this can they,” she said as she squeezed my cock with practised cunt muscles.
“It don’t seem right shagging you, you was at school with me eldest,” I observed.
“Oh just shut up and get on with it,” she said so I did. “We’ll do it t’other way round so you can kiss me next time.”
“What next time?” I asked.
“Well I’m up for it if you are,” she said and then I shot me load, I climbed off her and wiped me cock on a rag. “I better get on,” she said lamely as she borrowed the rag and cleaned herself up. “Are we square niow?” she asked.
“Square? I can get a shag for half a crown or a bag of chips in Harrogate,” I replied, “Call that five bob knocked off what thee owes me.”
“I’m not a whooer,” she said, “Stuff your money, I’ll work overtime, I’m a good girl.”
“Good shag,” I agreed, “So how are you going to pay me back,and how much do you owe the tally man.”
“Twenty quid.” she said, “How should I know?”
“You could walk the streets in Harrogate, or shag me in this nice warm office, twenty quid up front and I’ll knock off a quid each week if you’ll be me bit on the side.”
“I’m not a whooer,” she snapped.
“And I’ll pay thee overtime if thee sleeps over,” I offered, “I got a lovely four poster bed.”
She were wavering,
“Me cock’s hard again, what do you say?” I asked.
“Oh, all right then,” she agreed and she made me sit on me chair and straddled me guiding me cock up inside her, “That’s nice.” she cooed and it was. Really nice.