1. Afternoon Delights


    Date: 1/4/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 35, Source: LushStories

    I ran home straight after school as usual; it was Tuesday and again for some reason Kevin was at our house and as usual he was just leaving as I got home. He gave me a peck on the cheek and said, “Hi Abby, had a good day at school?” I placed my school bag down and said, “Yes, it was great Kev.” I had always called him Kev. He was my dad’s best friend and everyone called him Kev. It just fell naturally. Mum was in the kitchen; she had made me something to eat as a quick snack after school. I walked over to mum and gave her a kiss and said, “Hi Mum, thanks.” Mum, although not my real mum, always treated me great. She spoilt me sometimes. I had been adopted when I was just a year old, and she treated me better than some of the other kids got treated by their real parents. I grabbed some milk from the fridge and sat at the table to eat. Kev shouted out from the door, “Bye girls, see you later.” As I said, for some reason Kevin seemed to be there more often, and I had worked out he was always there on a Tuesday. I asked Mum, “What did Kev want?” Mum said, “He just came in to drop off some tools for your dad.” I had my doubts. I should have asked to see them, but I didn’t; I played along with her story. My mum was very pretty. She was fairly slim and had long red hair same as me. My name is Abby; I turned eighteen, three months ago. I loved going to the gym and spent a lot of time there. I lost my virginity there to an instructor. Since then I’ve had another couple of lads who ...
    thought they were the best looking men on the planet. I can tell you they weren’t ‘Little pricks.’ Well, yes they were and also yes, they did have little pricks. Not to brag, but none of them could satisfy me. I would always come home afterwards and get myself off on my rabbit, and I was always very wet when I had my orgasms. I had my suspicions that Mum and Kev were up to no good. No good to anyone else that is; they were probably "doing" each other the world of good I’m sure. Dad worked long hours and usually did not get home till late. I did hear them sometimes when they made love as you would call it. But very rarely, three possibly four times a month. I wanted to see for myself what sort of tools Kev brought for my dad every Tuesday. I had a good idea and I needed to feed my curiosity. So the following Tuesday, I made an excuse to leave an hour early from school. I had my own house key so could let myself in. I approached my house, and yes, Kev’s truck was there. Okay, my breathing became heavy and my pulse raced instantly. My walk became slow and noiseless. I peered through the front window. No one was there. I went to the front door and put the key in very slowly; I felt every pin in the lock as the key went in. I opened the door just enough for me to squeeze through and then closed it behind me. It took ages for me just to get in the front door. I looked around to make sure no one was down stairs. I slipped my shoes off and I walked very slowly towards the stairs. As I ...
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