Gay Dads- All His Son's Friends

by Fantasia Moan

  He carried her to the bed and placed it carefully on it and continued his exploration of her pussy with his mouth. He moved up circling his tongue around her shrouded clit, driving out from its hiding place as she became more excited.

  Timmy loved the taste of her juice, he swore he’d never get enough. With a few more laps of this tongue on her clit, Ronda was soon screaming out in clamping onto his head with her legs as her body shot over the edge of ecstasy she was pulling his hair as she was screaming out his name.

  “I swear you know just how to do that perfectly to make me orgasm.” She panted.

  Timmy was hard so he shoved his Dick into her wet hole and began thrusting, driving is deeply as he could into her and making her scream more. Ronda was raking her fingernails down his back as he was thrusting her closer to another climax.

  “Oh my God Timmy, I’m going to orgasm again don’t stop, please don’t stop.” She moaned out.

  Timmy concentrated hard not to come at her words, it was difficult and he barely hung on. He wanted her on top again, so he rolled over holding her study is Dick never leaving her pussy.

  Ronda smiled as she sat on top of him again, “I really like this position.” She said as she began to walk back and forth on him. He reached down, and played with her hard nub.

  Timmy watched as in body begin to shake from yet another intense orgasm, and he thrust into a pulling her down thrusting as deep as he could be shuttered and let go of his climax.

  “Ronda want you to know, this is just a one-time thing for me. I mean sure we done it more than once today already, but I’d like this to be a lifetime thing with you. I want to experience everything with you, I think I’ve loved you. That’s not true, I know I love you.” Timmy explained.

  Ronda smiled at his admission. “I know I love you too. And I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”

  It was a month later when Timmy proposed to her. They got married, and they are still exploring different sexual things together after 15 years of marriage.

  They often tell the story of how they met at work. Timmy, always saying how he knew right away she was the right one for him. He looks at her the same way as he did at the beginning.

  Timmy knew she was the love of his life, and he was her’s as well.

  Story Fifteen

  Ulrike looked back and forth between the young couple at the dining table and spontaneously decided that their daughter Lena and her new boyfriend were a good match. At least visually. Lena was with her long blond hair and her petite figure an eye-catcher for the men's world. Tom was attractive in his own way. He was twenty, like Lena, but seemed more mature and somewhat cool. A striking smile played on the corners of his mouth and his mischievous look in a fitting situation gave him a special aura. Ulrike found him sympathetic. Lena had introduced Tom to her mother that evening. The two had been together for over a month. Ulrike had prepared a dinner for them, which they enjoyed together in the living room. They had a bottle of wine to eat.

  They chatted in a pleasant atmosphere as Ulrike leaned across the table to reach for the wine bottle. Suddenly she put on a pain-twisted face and groaned audibly.

  "What's going on, Mom?" Lena asked worriedly.

  "It's nothing," Ulrike said, leaning back in her chair. "I cracked my back yesterday and suddenly it hit me like lightning."

  "Where?"

  "Somewhere in the lower back," her mother said, "if it does not get better, I'll probably have to see a doctor."

  "Maybe Tom can take a look at it," Lena suggested, realizing her mother's disbelieving look and adding:

  "I'm not an orthopedist," Tom interjected, "but

  you can check it out," found his girlfriend. "Maybe Mama needs only a good massage."

  Ulrike was not convinced, she preferred the opinion of a specialist, but did not want to offend the young man. "The cause should be found before you treat it. "

  Lena turned to Tom and said, "Did not you tell me that most therapists know much better what their patients are missing than some orthopedists?"

  "Yes, but I meant experienced physiotherapists with years of professional experience."

  "You can still have a look at it after dinner," Lena decided, Ulrike did not want to argue any longer. "Agreed ... But first there is dessert."

  Later, Lena stops her mother from clearing the table and before Ulrike could think about anything, the young woman decided to have Tom examine her. Ulrike looked at Tom, who shrugged helplessly. Lena obviously had a good grip on her new partner. She did not know her daughter differently. Lena has always been determined and persevering and her partners had a hard nut to crack. Ulrike accepted the unusual offer and would immediately go to her bedroom, where she would undress except for her underwear. Then Tom was allowed to show what he had from a professional point of view of a physiotherapist on it.

  Tom seemed uncomfortable with the lightly clad mother facing his girlfriend and touching her. Lena did not want to know about it. Why did you have a budding therapist in the acquaintance, if you could not take advantage of this? In addition, one was adult and a brief diagnosis by Tom was harmless and obvious. Ulrike obediently withdrew to the bedroom and undressed except for bra and panties. She lay down on her bed on her stomach and covered herself to her waist with her upper bed.

  Shortly thereafter, Lena and Tom joined her. Lena sat on one half of the double bed, in which Ulrike slept alone after the divorce from her ex-husband, and watched as Tom cautiously went to Ulrike and knelt down next to her on the mattress. Tom asked if he could move the bedding aside. He was allowed to. Shortly thereafter, he looked at the exposed back of Ulrike. Once again Tom put his hands on Ulrike's bare back and felt his friend's mother wince. Ulrike felt the soft and warm hands on her back and after the shock of the first touch had passed, she found them comfortable.

  She had her head turned sideways in Lena's direction. Her daughter gave her a friendly smile. Tom explained what he intended to do and moved his hands over Ulrike's back. He practiced pressure with fingers or thumbs in certain places. On one occasion or another, Ulrike responded with sighs and pain and as Tom neared her lower back, her pain increased significantly. A few minutes later, Tom made his diagnosis, recalling his unfinished education and lack of experience. In his opinion, Ulrike's back muscle was torn and caused her pain. There should be nothing on the spine and the problems are probably of a muscular nature. On Lena's request, he said that one would seek a manual therapy, in the form of massage,

  Lena's conclusion was clear and followed on the heels. Why should her mother visit a specialist who had to wait a long time for an appointment? She could be treated by Tom, because he could undoubtedly massage well, which she could confirm from her own experience. Ulrike did not know about back problems with her daughter. She assumed that Tom Lena massaged for reasons other than medical. She spontaneously imagined her daughter coming into contact with the young attractive man, and she could well imagine Tom using his hands.

  She explained that the offer was going through her head. Lena immediately wanted to make nails with heads. Tom was directly available, what to wait for? It was a good idea to initiate the first treatment on the spot. Lena got Tom a lotion from the bathroom and Ulrike opened the closure of her bra, without giving up her prone position. It made her uncomfortable to present herself to Tom in this way, especially as her daughter was present. She felt a certain amount of tension when she thought of the impending touch of the young man.

  Tom took the massage and ran his hands over Ulrike's back. At certain points, he exerted pressure and tried to relax Ulrike's muscles and relax. To get him to the lower back, he pulled down Ulrike's panties a few inches, but only after he had received both from Ulrike and Lena the clear permission. For Lena, it did not seem a problem for Tom to approach her mother. After less than a quarter of an hour, Tom declared the treatment over, promising Ulrike good muscle soreness for the next day.

  Lena and Tom left the bedroom, so that Ulrike could get dressed in peace
and after a short stay in the living room, the young people said goodbye to her. Lena had her own apartment. Ulrike remained alone. She felt comfortable in her skin and her back felt better. The pain was still present but seemed less pronounced. The next morning, Lena asked her mother by phone for her condition. Ulrike denied the prophesied sore muscles, which prompted her daughter to philosophize again about Tom's talent at massaging. Ulrike was persuaded that Tom would treat her at least once more and mother and daughter made an appointment for the next day.

  On the said day Lena had to work surprisingly and could not stop by her mother. Thinking that her mother needed the therapy, she suggested that Tom come by and treat her alone. He had time and signaled his readiness. Ulrike felt queasy. She would be alone with the attractive young man. She was not sure if she was right. Before the appointment drew near, Ulrike showered and got ready. She found her efforts somewhat overdone, but somehow she wanted to look good for the meeting. Despite her 44 years she looked quite passable and her figure could also be seen. Her breasts were not as tight as they were twenty years ago, but some women would envy them for their stem. She was clear

  When it rang at the door, she opened it with a dressing gown, under which she wore a black panties. Most of the time she wore white underwear, but for some reason she wanted to look good for Tom. They sat down at the living room table and drank a cup of coffee. Tom inquired about her back and they talked about everything possible. Tom largely avoided questions about the relationship between him and Lena and after a while decided to start the treatment.

  They found themselves in the bedroom again, where Ulrike had pushed the bedding aside. On the bed was a bright blanket, which she wanted to put on the same. While Tom stood uncertainly in front of the bed Ulrike turned his back on him and freed herself from her dressing gown. Without turning around, she lay down on the blanket with her stomach, ready for the next massage. She had previously put the vial of lotion and a towel on the bedside table and was waiting for Tom's treatment. Tom rolled up the sleeves of his pullover and moved to Ulrike's side. He took some lotion in his hands and spread it generously on Ulrike's back. Ulrike felt a shiver of excitement as she felt the strong hands on her bare skin.

  Ulrike indicated that she felt no pain and felt comfortable. Tom complimented her skin and hinted that he considered Ulrike an attractive woman. Ulrike thanked the compliments shamefully and enjoyed the touch through Tom's hands. When Tom had finished his massage, he pointed out that he wanted to do end strengthening exercises, so Ulrike should go on her knees and hands. Ulrike immediately realized that she could no longer conceal her bared bust in this case and decided to put on her bra first. Then she realized that this was still in the closet and was not tangible.

  Suddenly a thought shot through her mind: she could flash her feminine virtues. She guessed that Tom would not complain to her. She followed the instruction and rose from her lying position. Her breasts floated freely in the room and were pulled by gravity towards the mattress. Ulrike held her breath, watching for Tom's reaction. Tom either seemed to take no notice of her bust, or he tried not to be distracted.

  He went behind Ulrike and put his hands around her waist. Then he told her to stretch one leg back and hold the position. Ulrike responded to the request and did the exercises with a little effort. Tom announced the end of the treatment and was very satisfied with his patient. Ulrike turned to him and finally sat on the edge of her bed. She had both arms over her breasts, hiding much of her femininity. She was aware of her aura on Tom, and his look at her half-naked body confirmed that he, too, was just a man, casting curious glances at the woman in front of him.

  Tom left the bedroom to wash his hands in the bathroom. Ulrike seized the opportunity and put on her robe. They met in the hallway and Tom announced that he was about to leave. They arranged to meet for the day after tomorrow and Ulrike was already looking forward to her next treatment. Secretly she hoped that her daughter could not come along for the appointment because she wanted to be alone with Tom. She did not really know what she was hoping for, especially since it was not at all clear which intentions Tom had. Probably he only did his girlfriend a favor by taking care of her mother's back pain.

  Through the massage and the final exposure of her body Ulrike still felt upset and excited. She went into the bedroom and stretched out on her bed. She opened the robe and pushed the two sides off her body. Her right hand went down her belly to her panties. Dipped there, the fingers reached the area below the venus and the fingertips gently groped between her labia. Ulrike got confirmed that she had not imagined her excitement. She was wet and her pussy was longing for petting.

  She got rid of her panties in no time and now had unrestricted access to her most feminine place. Her right middle finger began to stimulate and already the first touch increased her arousal. With her eyes closed, Ulrike remembered the scene with Tom on her bed and she imagined in her imagination how Tom had not only taken care of her muscular problems. How would it have been if he had been interested in her feminine charms? If he had freed her from her panties and massaged her in places where a woman especially liked it? Maybe he could have ventured a brave grip on her exposed breasts?

  Ulrike felt her own lust increase and she moved her finger faster between her crack up and down. It had been a week since she last got it, and after Tom's massage she was in dire need of it. Less than a minute later, she reaped the fruits of her self-love. A huge orgasm spread in her abdomen and made Ulrike into ecstasy. She lay on the bed for a while and put on her clothes. She went over to the usual routine and decided to take a bigger risk on her next appointment with Tom.

  Later that evening, Lena called her and inquired about the success of Tom's treatment. Ulrike explained that it had gotten better and they had arranged another date. Lena said that she was able to come that day and that she would accompany Tom. This was not in Ulrike's interest, but she could not explain that her daughter was not wanted. Slightly disappointed, she ended the phone conversation and said goodbye to the idea of seducing Tom. By a stupid coincidence, it then came to the long-awaited meeting for two. Lena could not accompany Tom on that day. She had an accident with her car and had to drive to the insurance and to the workshop. Tom had offered to drive her, but Lena thought he should take care of her mother's back pain.

  These had improved in the last few days, so Ulrike could focus on the moment when she would be alone with Tom in her bedroom. No sooner had she learned that Lena would not come with her, the idea flamed in her head to Tom Tom and to heat him properly. Of course, she was unsure about Tom's reaction, and if she was unlucky, he would tell Lena about her overtures. This would inevitably lead to a heated argument between mother and daughter, which would not be resolved quickly. Ulrike decided to make her overture as inconspicuous as possible and ideally leave it to Tom to take the initiative.

  Tom arrived in a good mood at the appointed time. He confirmed once again that Lena would not come because she would be traveling elsewhere for the next few hours. This time Ulrike received him with a skirt and blouse, the skirt ending well above her knees. She had made discreet makeup and straightened her hair. Over a cup of coffee they talked about personal things and Ulrike learned that Tom had a sister who was still living with his parents. Ulrike did not care about these insights because she had only one goal in mind. After a while, she suggested she approach the treatment and escorted Tom into the bedroom. While he was preparing, Ulrike left the room and went to the bathroom, where she undressed completely. Then she wrapped herself in a towel and took one last look in the mirror. With a queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, she returned to Tom.

  Tom gave Ulrike an irritated look, but did not comment on her revealing outfit. He suggested that Ulrike should lie down on the blanket, but immediately pointed out that he had physiotherapy again at the end of the treatment in mind. Ulrike assumed that he wanted to tell her not to do the exercises better without them. He could not know that Ulrike wanted to tackle the entire t
reatment unclothed. Ulrike moved to the side of the bed and touched the bath towel. She took it away and threw it on one side of the bed. Then she stayed naked for a moment as God made her stand in front of Tom and lay down on the blanket.

  She turned her head in Tom's direction and said, "I thought you'd better get to the bottom without panties."

  "Yeah ... that might make it a bit easier," Tom said, clearly impressed, and

  Ulrike did not know if he was responding to her female charms or the fact that she presented herself so frivolously to him. Tom hesitated for a moment and went to bed, and as with the other treatments, he knelt down next to Ulrike and took some of the lotion in both hands, distributing it and moving in a little further closer to Ulrike. "Today I massage my whole back, so my shoulders down to the bottom."

  "I'm looking forward to it", Ulrike murmured and felt a special tension in her mind.

  As his hands lowered onto her shoulder blades, she felt immediately agitated and tense. She felt every single finger make its way back and shudder when Tom's fingers briefly brushed against her side, touching the breasts between her body and mattress. Tom performed his massage as before and his hands slid smoothly over his bare skin. This time his massage movements ended in the middle of her ass, which was possible because of the lack of panties. "The muscles of the lower back go far down," Tom explained, as if he had to justify himself,