1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    for Julie, “Oh, I don’t know; but he was pretty aroused by it.” “I think she liked showing off her naked butt in front of dad while mom made it red for her.” I figured. “Wait, Mom actually bared her bottom in front of dad?” Julie asked incredulously. “How would you know that?” “Oh, Betty wasn’t wearing any panties and when Mom bent her over the desk and lifted her skirt up, Dad got an eyeful.” I explained. “So you saw it?” she asked. “Yep, Candy and I were watching in the window on the porch; happened right in Dad’s office.” “Hold on; Candy saw it?” Julie gasped. “Yeah, she’s sitting at the dining room table talking to Mom right now.” I informed her, and grabbed the glasses and pitcher. Julie turned and headed out of the kitchen. I found a serving tray, loaded up the beverages, and followed her. I arrived in time to hear my mother recount one of the epic stories in my life. “So Jake reached in his diaper and pulled out a handful!” she laughed. “Just to prove he was sitting on something.” “Mom; don’t be telling that!” I complained. “It’s quite alright dear. You were too young to know what you were doing.” she soothed, rubbing my arm. “So you were in an airplane and Jake pulled a glob out of his diaper?” Candy prompted. “Yes, and he held it up like a trophy and announced, ‘Mommy poo’ for the rest of the commuters to see.” and added, “As if the odor wasn’t enough to convince them.” That brought a gale of laughter from her audience. “Mom, you don’t have to tell her everything.” I ...
    chastised. “Don’t be silly.” Mom replied, “You can’t keep secrets in a relationship.” and turned to Candy, “You have every right to know everything about him.” and explained, “So you know the type of person you’re getting.” and patted her hand. I thought, ‘If she knew everything about me, she might not want me for a boyfriend.’ which made me immediately concerned. My best bet was to change the subject. “Dad mentioned homemade pizza.” I sidetracked, offering Candy a glass of tea. “Oh that’s right, tell me Candice, what do you like on your pizza?” Mom asked. You know you met your mate when they like the same thing on their pizza. Candice rattled off all of the toppings she liked and anchovies weren’t one of them. I was pleased with her choices and said so, “Exactly the toppings I like.” I bragged. “Well, we have most of it but I must insist on no bacon.” Mom ruled, “It isn’t healthy for you and you already have ham on the list.” “My mom says the same thing about bacon.” Candy sighed. Dinner was delicious and my family had made Candy feel at home. I thought it was a successful introduction to my life, minus the diaper story. The topic of Betty never came up and my fear that Dad and Mom would be cold to each other never happened. I could only think that Dad had smoothed it over with her. But Candy seemed deep in thought as I took her home. Maybe what I thought was a good dinner wasn’t so good with her. “What’s up Candy? You seem lost in thought.” I asked. “What do you want to do ...