Date: Wed, 01 Feb 2023 17:24:55 +0000 From: teutonic1190 Subject: Dating Single Mothers 6 It's the mid-90s and, at the age of 30, I find myself single after a 9-year relationship. This series of stories shares my experiences of being back on the dating scene. The stories are a fictionalised account of activities, based on real relationships. If you enjoy reading these stories, do please donate to support this fabulous website which so fabulously plays host to our interests https://donate.nifty.org/ --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meeting Victoria came about in an unusual way. I'd been on a date with a woman I'd linked up with via an online dating site. We had a pleasant if unremarkable evening out, culminating in a polite peck on the cheek. She was interesting, intelligent and had a good sense of humour though, so I would probably have met up with her again. The following afternoon, however, I received a call from her. She said that she too had enjoyed our evening, but that there hadn't been `that spark'. But - and this really took me by surprise - she thought that I'd be perfect for a friend of hers. She'd already had a chat with this friend, who -- based on her friend's recommendation -- was keen to meet me. Victoria was a fabulously curvy brunette. 33 years old, generously proportioned in all the right places, and with thick, straight dark hair down to her bottom. A slightly Mediterranean complexion and dark eyes as shiny as marbles, she was very easy on the eye. Well educated, polite and charming, she'd have delighted anyone's mother too. And she was a filthy slut. We dated for about four or five months, but I never got the impression that she was operating on an exclusive basis. In fact, there was no impression about it, she even told me occasionally about sexual dalliances she'd had between our dates, and seemed to relish the beating she'd get from me for being unfaithful. (In truth, I secretly find the whole cuckolding thing a huge turn-on. When she told me of an exceptionally well-hung Australian who'd done so much damage to her arse that she had to go to A&E, I was wild with lust!) Her tits were truly magnificent. The perfect ratio of shape, weight and post-child sagginess, sitting nicely onto her soft, round belly when she was braless. And finished off with a pair of large, dark areolae, and thick nipples from having breastfed her boys until they were nearly 5 years old. Victoria thrived on pain and discomfort during sex. I wasn't quite able to fist her -- she'd given birth through the sunroof -- but she loved to have her nipples and cunt slapped and bitten, and being roughly deep-throated. On one occasion, I was laying on my back, forcing her head down onto my cock, when she suddenly puked all over my cock and belly. Despite crying throughout the following ordeal, I made her eat every last bit of it back up and was repaid, once I'd agreed that the clean-up was complete, with her sitting back and wanking herself off so furiously that I'm surprised her cunt didn't bleed. Her orgasm shook the entire bed. Arse-to-mouth would drive her wild, no matter how dirty the transfer, and she would gargle and relish every mouthful of spunk I gave her, before swallowing it down. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Victoria had twin sons -- Robert and Liam - just 9 years old when I met her. Our first meeting was, rather unusually, first thing one Saturday morning when Victoria and I were still in bed. We were both awake, and having a lazy play with each other's crotches, when the bedroom door slowly swung open and I saw the tops of two heads dash in. One little face appeared at Victoria's side while the other scampered round the foot of the bed and a face popped up on my side. Rather unexpectedly, the young, bespectacled lad on my side grabbed the duvet covering my lower half and flung it off me, and then proceeded just to stare at my cock. "Robert!", Victoria began. "I'm sorry", she continued, talking to me now. "He's got a real cock obsession, just wants to look at them at every opportunity." "Haha, that's ok", I replied, swinging my legs off the side of the bed, making Robert take a step back. "Come and have a closer look", I beckoned to Robert, scooping my half-mast meat into the palm of my hand like a small pet. He didn't need any encouraging and stepped forward, positioning his face just a couple of inches from it. I sent a pulse of blood into it, making it spontaneously twitch and jump in my hand, much to Robert's delight. "Mike! What are you doing? Don't bloody encourage him!", Victoria shrieked and then turned away to get out of bed her side. Quietly, I took Robert's left hand and stroked his fingers along my length a couple of times, then winked and walked off to look for my clothes. Dressing gown on, Victoria called for the boys to go downstairs for breakfast with her. I headed to the bathroom. Sitting on the loo, I completely lost track of time as I sat there thinking about the nocturnal activities Victoria and I got up to that last night. But hey, you can't rush a good shit! Back in the bedroom, I just pulled on a t-shirt and then headed downstairs, my cock and balls enjoying their freedom. "Err, Mike...", Victoria frowned, clearly unimpressed at my breakfast decorum. "You said Robert likes looking at cocks, so why shouldn't he get to enjoy his hobby", I responded flippantly, ruffling Robert's hair. "Do you like cocks, Liam?", I asked Robert's brother. Embarrassed, he silently dropped his head a little and carried on shovelling his breakfast cereal into his mouth. Robert had already finished his, so I scooped my cock up again and held it towards his face. "Shall I tell you a secret, Robert?" He nodded eagerly. "Your mummy absolutely loves putting my cock in her mouth. She sucks it like a lollipop. She sucked it loads last night." My filthy mouth was sending rapid signals to my cock, and hearing tales of his mother's antics was clearly delighting Robert. I rolled the foreskin back to reveal the now engorged head. "Put it in your mouth, Robert", I coaxed gently. Victoria glared at me, but Robert's soft, little mouth was just too strong a draw, and I slid myself in, gently cupping the back of his head with my hand. I grinned at Victoria and ran my tongue salaciously along my upper lip at her. For all the anger in her face, I could see the one hand she had in her dressing gown pocket moving down towards her cunt. Robert was taking the lollipop analogy quite literally, and was playing with my bellend in his mouth. The whole situation was just so unexpectedly horny though, and I tightened my grip on the back of his head, and shunted his face into my crotch, before starting to pump firmly back and forth. The outcome wasn't ideal. On the third pump, I felt him panic for air; on the fourth, his body went taught; and on the fifth, my belly, his face and glasses, his front, the kitchen table and the floor were liberally painted with the milk and Coco Pops he'd not long finished eating. I expected him to burst into tears, but he just sat there, his face beaming with... pride? "Well you can fucking clean him up", barked Victoria, while Liam just sat and giggled at it all. "Come on, fella", I said. "Let's chuck you in the shower." and I led him upstairs. In the bathroom, we both stripped off, standing looking at each other while we waited for the shower to run warm. Both climbing in together, my cock was still pretty much at face height for Robert. The excitement and then the cold air from waiting in the bathroom meant I needed to piss again. Never normally an issue in the shower, I grabbed my cock and aimed it at his chest, the golden stream released almost instantly. Robert was delighted and pushed out his chest like a soldier. I moved my aim down and targeted his tiny cock, the hot jet squirting straight at it. I'm sure he had no idea what wanking is, but he grabbed his boy cock and shuffled it about with his fingers while I continued to drench it with my hot piss. As soon as my stream fell away, Robert pointed his cock at me and started to piss against my leg, then thigh as he aimed higher. He desperately tried to reach my cock with his jet but barely a few drops succeeded. "Hey, well done!", I congratulated, "looks like we both love cocks and pissing, eh?" --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Domestic harmony returned a week later, when I visited on Saturday morning for a `family day out'. We headed for the local countryside and walked for miles through fields and woods. At lunchtime we stopped for a picnic by a large fallen tree. Sandwiches, little cakes and cartons of fruit juice duly scoffed, Liam piped up: "Mum, I need a wee". "So do I", added Robert. "Me too", I chipped in cheekily, generating rolled eyes from Victoria. "Right guys", I said, "let's see who can wee the furthest. I'll stand behind the log, you two stand on top of it either side of me. Mummy, you stand in front and judge who gets the furthest". Not sure how much she relished her role, but Victoria stood a few feet from the log as the three of us boys got our cocks out. The two youngsters started pissing almost immediately, joined a few seconds later by my stronger stream between theirs. "Don't put your willies away", I advised as our streams dropped. "Mummy's going to make sure we're all clean, aren't you dearest?" "Yeah! Yeah!", shouted Robert excitedly, with no clue as to what I required of his mother. "Come on, get over here and make sure all the drips are cleared up." Victoria's inner slut overtook her sensible mummy head, and she stepped forward in front of me. My foreskin was pulled back for her, and as her mouth closed in on the end of my cock, I released the little gift I'd saved for her: one last blast of piss. Just above her mouth. "You bastard." "Just clean it." She gobbled at my cock head; I even managed one more little squirt before she finished. "Now the boys." They were both holding their cocks ready and, one at a time, she took each of their skinny little offerings into her mouth. She did a good job, give each boy a good long suck and stretching their junior manhoods with her mouth. "Right, I'll just have a quick wee myself and we can carry on walking", she said. "Ooh, boys, we're going to watch Mummy have a wee now." "No you're bloody not, just give me a moment's privacy." "No way. You watched us; we watch you. Fair's fair." "Yeah Mummy, it's not fair if we don't se you pee", added Robert. Exasperated, Victoria pulled her trousers and panties down, and went to squat next to the log. "No, we can't see properly", I objected, "sit on the end of the log." "Then I'll have to take my shoes and trousers right off", she protested. I shrugged. Now naked from the waist down save for her socks, Victoria positioned herself on the end of the fallen log and opened her legs wide, her feet on tiptoes on the ground. The three of us gazed at her gorgeous shaven cunt; layers of cunt lips unfurled to reveal her thick clit and dark pink hole. Her stream was more powerful than any of us boys and shot several feet forward. The youngsters were delighted to see just how strong their mother could piss; it truly was a sight to behold. "Right, who's going to clean Mummy?", I asked as Victoria's stream slowed, desperate for it to be me. "Hang on", she started, "oh, for fuck's sake". Her face fell. "Can you just give me some privacy", she asked me with a look of genuine pleading in her face. "What's up?" "I need a shit", she mouthed. "Mummy's going to show us how she does a poo", I declared to the boys. Having seen her racehorse performance in the pissing stakes, there was no way they wanted to miss this. "Oh come on, Mike!" she complained. "Just do it, there's no one around", I encouraged. She leant back, her hands behind her on the log and lifted her feet off the ground so that her arsehole was now fully visible. A broad fart initiated proceedings and she pushed out two of the longest and thickest turds I've ever seen. The boys were wide-eyed: "Wow!" they exclaimed together. The second one out had formed awkwardly and left a smear of shit across her arse cheek. "Want me to wipe you clean?", I enquired. "Yes", she hissed. Before she could spot what I was doing, I'd scooped up her panties from the floor, wiped the smear, and was poking them into her arsehole to ensure she was properly clean. I'd dug out quite a bit more shit by the time I was finished. "Come and smell these, boys", I said holding the soiled undies out towards them. "You didn't use my knickers? For fuck's sake, Mike, they were really expensive, I only bought them this week to wear for you." "And I couldn't have enjoyed them any more than I have", I laughed. Both Robert and Liam took turns at deeply inhaling the mess on the silky material. "Want to lick it?", I asked. "Oh stop it, Mike", Victoria protested. Liam shook his head but Robert stepped straight forward and licked at a large, soft lump of shit. "Nice?" Robert nodded and licked again. This time a piece remained stuck to his tongue and he stood there with his tongue out, not sure what to do. "Just swallow it", I said, nodding in added encouragement, and the lump was duly consumed. "Mmmmm", Robert commented. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- That evening, we'd all had supper, had showers and were sitting in the living room to watch some TV before the boys' bedtime. Seeing Victoria's huge tits constantly shift about under her tight, silky pyjama top had me in an almost constant state of arousal. "Who wants to see Mummy put my willy in her mouth?" I asked the room. "Couldn't that wait until a bit later", Victoria enquired with eyebrows raised. "No, the boys want to see how it's done properly -- with no Coco Pops", I laughed heartily. I pulled both the top and bottom of my pyjamas off and gave my cock a couple of firm pulls, pulling my foreskin back to promote the swelling. The two boys came over to be as close as they could, and Victoria reached across to continue massaging my cock before engulfing it with her mouth for a few deep sucks. "Let's get this off", I said pulling at her top. She pulled the flimsy garment off to reveal her udders. "Come and have a suck on these", I say to the boys. I bet Mummy misses not feeding you anymore. Victoria was clearly pleased to re-enact this situation and fell back in the sofa as the youngsters took a nipple each and started sucking hungrily at the large teats. I pushed my hand down inside her pyjama bottoms to grope her wet cunt, then moved from the sofa onto the floor in front of her to pull the trousers right off. While the boys continued to suck for no milky reward, they focused their eyes on what I was doing. My face pushed into Victoria's soaking cunt folds and I lapped hungrily at her freshly showered hole. Then I moved further down and started to press my tongue against her arsehole, which needed little encouragement to stop protesting and open for me. The boys watched wide-eyed as I lifted my cock and pushed it against the entrance to her shithole and then started to pump furiously. A couple of fingers inside her cunt at the same time, and she pissed liberally over my belly as I was fucking her. With my other hand I grabbed at Robert's dick through the material of his pyjama bottoms. The little fella was rock hard too and I yanked back and forth on it as I banged his mother. "I'm going to finish in your mouth", I advised Victoria. As I felt the cum rising, I pulled out and stood as she sat forward to fetch her prize. Given she was just showered, I was surprised -- as was my audience - to see a pea-sized lump of shit wedged into my japs eye. Victoria's tongue flicked out, serpent-like, to snare and swallow the offending item, clearing the way for squirt after squirt of thick cum to fly between me and her open mouth. The boys were awestruck at the scene; the spell broken when Victoria, after rinsing the spunk around her mouth, gave them both a full French kiss, her cummy tongue pushed into each of their mouths. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- A couple of weeks after the `sofa session', I agreed to babysit the boys -- on the strict agreement there'd be no `sexual activity' - while Victoria went out with the girls as it was a friend's birthday. Seeing the underwear she chose for that night out, and the clothes she chose for that night out, and the perfume she chose for that night out, I was in little doubt that I was being cuckolded that evening. When she texted at 8.30pm to say that she'd be staying at her friend's house overnight and would be home in the morning, I resolved to make that the last night of our relationship. "What are you drinking, Mike?", Robert asked, to further try and distract me from getting him and his brother off to bed. "Try it", I said flippantly, not expecting him to enjoy the whisky on ice at all. He sipped it once, twice, the gulped the balance down. "Careful Robert!", I half admonished and half laughed. "Can I have some more?", he asked. "Can I have some too?", added Liam. So the three of us sat around drinking whisky like a group of bums. Which gave me an idea. "Who wants to come upstairs and play willies?", I asked. The two of them were off the sofa like terriers and tearing up the stairs. "Which room?" Robert called down. "Go in Mummy's room", I said, and arrived in the room to find them both already naked. I went over to the dirty laundry basket, and dug out the two most recent pairs of their mother's worn and soiled briefs, balling each one so that the stained inner gusset was outermost. "Right, both lay back", I said. "Hold this with the stained bit to your nose", I added, passing each of them a scrunched pair of undies. With their mother's scent pressed into their noses, I started rubbing and tugging at both their cocks, soon enjoying the feel of a pair of smooth but rock hard, two-to-three inch shafts. I took Robert's into my mouth first and sucked hungrily on it, pushing my hand down deeper between his legs to massage between his arse cheeks. "My turn, my turn", begged Liam, and I switched to give him the same treatment. Standing back up, I grabbed Robert by the legs and dragged him towards me until his arse was at the edge of the bed. I then bent his legs at the knee and pushed his knees against his chest. "You're both big boys, aren't you?", I asked, "because this will hurt the first time, but you will love it after that. Just like your mummy does". I took a couple of pumps of Victoria's moisturising cream from the bedside table, and started working at Robert's super-tight arsehole. The slick first finger was readily accepted but the second was quite a struggle; I knew that my cock was going to tear him in two. "Put your mum's pants back on your nose", I ordered, hoping that they'd be some kind of natural poppers, and then wiped the remaining cream off my hand round my cock. I pressed. I pressed harder. It wasn't giving way. I formed three fingers together and stabbed at his hole, cringing as he yelped at the invasion. Rather than leave him to recover and suffer again, I withdrew the three digits and piled my cock head straight into his puckered hole. My thumb pressed firmly on the top of my cock head to help force it in. Robert started to cry, but uttered no words of objection. "You're doing so well. I'm so proud of you and Mummy will be too as she loves my cock in her botty", I encouraged as I started to force my cock back and forth. "I don't want to do it now", Liam chipped in, with a concerned look on his face. "You sure?", I checked. He nodded. "Right then Robert, you're going to get this all to yourself", and I grabbed his bony little hips and started to fuck him in earnest. My whisky-addled sex toy took it like a champ. I have no idea how I lasted so long in his tight shithole, and I'm sure he would have rather I hadn't. As I approached my finale, I gave him the same warning his mother got: "Are you ready with your mouth?" I'm not sure he was in any position to compute the question, so I pulled my tumescent cock from his arse, with another squeal as the ridge of the head stretched the hole on exit, grabbed his arm and yanked him up into a seated position with just enough time to push the head just inside his mouth. I came for God, for Queen and for England. Robert choked and coughed and spluttered his way through what felt like a soup-sized portion. Serves the fucking two-timing bitch right. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 7 coming soon -- involving a 19 year old single mum and an odd turn of events!