Helping a Family

Me: ‘Mam! Let me help you.’

Her hands were full when one of the plastic bags tore, spilling the smaller bags of meat onto the floor. I quickly picked them up for her while she squatted to help me out. The Ocean Pacific skirt she wore instantly gave me an upskirt view of her leopard printed panties but she did not notice me as she tried to find space to contain the meat.

For someone in the F&B line, I had gotten used to addressing all the females as ‘Miss’ and males as ‘Sir’, so she wasn’t too offended when I offered my assistance.

Me: ‘I’ll carry this home for you.’
Lady: ‘Thanks boy. I live nearby.’

The heavy bag did take its toll on my arms as we went into the lift, exchanging details about where I lived and my name. Upon reaching her floor, she handed me another bag of groceries before fishing the keys out, inviting me in after removing the slippers off her smooth feet.

Lady: ‘Can put it in the kitchen?’
Me: ‘Sure.’

Why not? I’ve carried it for so far, it wouldn’t hurt to take a few more steps. At the sink, sounds came from the toilet behind me and a girl’s voice called out to greet her mum. Just as I was turning around to wash my hands at the basin right outside the bathroom, a girl in just a towel opened the door, only to close it back when she saw a stranger.

Not wanting to cause anymore trouble, I went into the living room while the lady brought me a cup of water, grateful for the help to get her home. The daughter had no clothes with her then and rushed into her room in the towel, before appearing in a long t-shirt that barely covered her legs.

Girl: ‘Mummy, who is this?’
Lady: ‘Oh, he helped me to carry the groceries home. Finish your homework before you go out k?’

With that, the petite girl went into her room, leaving her mum with me on the sofa. After some small talk, I found out her name was Linda, and her husband had been out for an overseas work trip. There wasn’t any reasons for me to continue taking up her time, so I tried excusing myself before she asked me to stay for lunch.

It was only 10am when I reached her place, definitely too early for lunch. The awkward feeling of being in someone else’s home without any agenda was bothering me and she could totally tell from my restless hands.

Linda: ‘Can you cook?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Just simple dishes.’
Linda: ‘Want to help me prepare lunch?’
Me: ‘Sure.’

We went into the kitchen and she let me used the chopping board to cut up some veggies, busy with her own things behind my back. All of a sudden, I felt her breasts on my back and her arms just went over my hands, guiding me to use the knife.

Me: ‘I think I can do it myself. It’s dangerous to have to many hands on my chopping board.’
Linda: ‘Sure? Okay then. I’ll do something else.

Her hands were clean as they only touched mine. So, her next move was to lift up my shirt and wriggling her fingers into my shorts, where I had not wore any underwear for the short trip to the market. Yes, I totally forgot about the salt I needed to get.

Her thin hands just dived all the way to my dick and when the cold fingers touched it, I couldn’t help but gave a little shiver. ‘Linda?’, my whisper went unheard as she jerked me faster, causing me to drop the knife and hold onto the kitchen counter to support my softening legs.

Linda (whispering): ‘Come to my bedroom.’

She stripped her sports tank top off and dropped it into the laundry basket before walking me to the room. My dick wasn’t in my pants for too long after she tugged my shorts off, unwilling to do any of this big-boy stuff myself.

Her skirt dropped onto the floor and my eyes went to her pussy like magnet to steel. It was so young and smooth looking that I would love to explore them. How could her daughter fit through that tight hole?

Linda: ‘Like it?’

I cleared my throat and did not reply her out of respect. She did not looked as old but nonetheless, she was a mother. She grabbed my wrists and placed them by her hips, pushing my head down gently to give a little attention below.

I did not wait anymore and opened her legs wider, before placing my tongue on her clit and making a few strokes along the slit. It was so clean and the lack of taste just kept me going, flicking her clit and causing her body to tremble. No moans came as her daughter was just in the room opposite, but her hands behind my head was pushing me harder.

After failing to get her to cum with my mouth, she raised my chin up and brought me to kneel over her head. I stuffed a pillow between the bed frame and her, immediately sending her mouth over my growing dick. Taking it like a pro, she was swallowing my dick whole and throwing me into heavens with every stroke (or choke).

Me: ‘Linda. That’s good enough.’

I went to her side as she rolled over to the drawers at the bedside table, taking out a condom for me to put on. I rolled it on halfway and she stopped me, saying that her pussy could take care of the rest. Turning herself over on her chest, her butt stuck out excitedly at me and I took no time to shove it right up her pussy.

Before I could even move, her back was arching to grind me and I was the one groaning. With little chance to act, I held her waist and rammed into her as she backed up on me, thrusting in the opposite direction to hers. She did not last long with my powerful strokes and let me did the work after she came in a few seconds of my pounding.

The sounds coming from our room was so loud that I was certain her daughter had heard it. Right before I could go all out, she picked her chest up and looked in the direction of the door.

Linda (shouting): ‘Joyce!’

The shocked me did not know what they were up to. Was she going to turn up with a camera to catch me in the act? The door opened to her daughter in the same outfit, and she was asked to lie on the bed next to us.

Linda: ‘She’s yours as well.’
Me: ‘I can’t do that. She’s.. it’s not right.’
Linda: ‘Alright then. Let’s go into cowgirl.’

I tried hard to ignore her watching girl as I laid myself on the bed, waiting for her to shift her body to my face. It was actually some pussy licking she wanted and I did not mind, since she was still pumping my dick with her hand.

Joyce (her daughter) got up instead and climbed over my condom wrapped dick, sitting down while groaning in pain to the penetration. My hands were locked by the knees of Linda and there was nothing I could do when the tight pussy lowered itself over me.

The grinding began as I sucked on the clit before me, getting her too sensitive while my dick was in the same situation.

Me (muffled): ‘Can I not do your daughter?’
Linda: ‘Okay okay. Girl. Stop.’

The ladies got off my body and the condom was removed, as I thought they had enough. Linda went to make out with me while her daughter continued pumping my dick, before a wet hole suddenly sent my mind blank. Joyce was actually sucking me while her mum made the distraction, blowing my mind off with the double attack.

We only kissed for a while before she joined her girl at my groin, taking turns to suck that rod at the same time teaching her how to do it right. What was I getting into? Do they do this for all the men that came to their place?

Linda (whispering): ‘Girl, are you on the pill?’
Joyce (whispering): ‘Ya why?’

The mother looked at me before her daughter did the same, waiting for me to give her the nod. Linda came to my face and asked if I could please her daughter for her, having no boyfriend and she did not want her to use toys to loosen her pussy.

As if my dick was any different, I grabbed her outstretched hand to pick myself off the bed and letting Joyce take the pillow. Knees between her legs, my back was bent over by Linda who held my dick from the back, pointing it in the right direction as she used her weight to pin me lower.

Then, I did not want to disappoint nor waste anymore time, so I slid my dick into her young daughter and proceeded to fuck her brains out. My dick was too much for her to take but Linda was helping by pinching her nipples to get her to relax more. The helpless girl kept moaning louder and louder as I went faster, plunging deeper as her pussy loosened.

Joyce: ‘Mummy! I’m going to climax!’
Linda: ‘Just let it all out.’

What were they thinking? Is such thing even legal? Her pussy tightened over my dick and it was the signal for me to unload too. It was just too overbearing in that tiny hole that was milking me non-stop inside her. The powerful gush of cum filled her small hole quickly and some of the whitish liquid came back out of her vagina as I rammed the last few times into her.

As I pulled myself out, I rested on my arms seated, till Linda helped her daughter up as well.

Linda: ‘Girl, lick kor kor clean. You will need to get used to the taste sooner or later.’

The frown between my eyes did not bother them one bit as Joyce went on her knees, sucking that juicy rod and cleaning every bit up. Linda left the room after her girl did her job, leaving the two of us silently looking at each other.

Me: ‘How old are you?’
Joyce: ‘Sixteen.’
Me: ‘How many times have you done this?’
Joyce: ‘Just once. With you.’

She opened her arms to hug me and we were lying on the bed again, kissing as one of her hands went to stroke my dick. Getting it up in record time, I was back inside her, hammering away as the sizzling sound came from the kitchen.

She led me around their place to fuck at every corner, even doing it on the kitchen top where her mum was cooking with just an apron on. It was truly mind-fucking to meet this family who did not mind such acts in each other’s presence.

Joyce: ‘Mummy, can kor kor come over anytime?’
Linda: ‘Only until you start school. In three months’ time.’
Joyce: ‘Huh? And after that?’
Linda: ‘He will be mine. Don’t fight with mummy ah.’

Was that the deal I had no say in? After I was done with Joyce, Linda was next, but not after the meal. I was her dessert of the day.

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