What She Doesn't Know Won't Hurt Her (Open to One Female)

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OOC- I am looking for one female to fill the role of Jane, my girlfriends mother, OR Ashley, my girlfriends sister.

Jane is 48 years old, 5'6 height, 135 lbs. Fading blonde hair, with extremely large breasts (38D). She is a stay at home mother who usually cooks and takes care of the family, and me when I come to visit on the weekends throughout the summer.

Ashley is 21 years old, Brown hair, about 5'4, very tan, slim body (110 lbs). She is a former volleyball player who always wears spandex shorts and yoga pants when she is around the house. Definitely a tease.


Anyway, I am looking to play out a fantasy involving either one of these characters and myself. My name is Brant, a 22 year old college football player. I am 6'1, 180 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, four pack abs. If someone contacts me about EITHER of the roles, I will then write a prologue to set everything up, and we can get going. Check some of my old created threads to get an idea for how I write if youre interested!


EDIT- I will go ahead with a set-up in an effort to entice a partner.



Brant turned onto the dirt road, and began the short trek back through the woods to his girlfriends home. As he drove, he thought about all of the interesting things he had gotten to do with her and her family last summer. For instance, he was able to ride dirt bikes, swim in their in-ground pool, and enjoy some fireworks in their backyard; However, soon after thinking of all the fun things he did with Erica's family, he started to think of all the taboo things he had done last summer that he did not want anyone to know.

With a coy smile, he whispered under his breath, "Man, I sure did love fucking Erica in these woods last summer." He also recalled the time he snuck into his girlfriend's mother's bedroom to learn her bra size and look through her underwear drawer. Or the time he caught her young sister drying off naked in the bathroom. Just the thought of these events made blood rush to his cock, giving him quite the stiff cock.

These were the types of things that ran through Brant's head. Despite dating Erica, a 22 year old college senior who stands about 5'5, 150 lbs (With a big, round ass), he found himself constantly fantasizing about her female family members. If only, he thought.

Just as Brant gathered his thoughts, he arrived outside his girlfriends house. He parked, got out of the car, and removed his bag. Upon shutting his trunk, he started to walk up to the house....
 
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Jane was relaxing on the wide veranda of the house, lunch was nearly ready, she'd have to go back in to check on the chicken in the oven in a few minutes. She was just enjoying the rays, sunglasses shading her eyes as she lay back and basked in the summer sun.

She heard the car coming down the track, looking up to recognise Brant's car. Brant was her daughters boyfriend, young, fit... handsome. She scolded herself internally, she was married, it was her daughters boyfriend, and he was 22. She smiled and waved to him as he pulled up to the house.

"Hi Brant, you're just in time for lunch."
 
Hi Brant, you're just in time for lunch Jane said. Jane looked very nice today- She was wearing a sleek sundress that hugged her large breasts and tight, mature frame.

"Well hello Jane, how are you doing? I have missed you" Brant said, while wrapping his muscular arms around her. "It has been too long" he said as he picked her up off of the ground, causing her to gasp and smile as if to enjoy it. "So what's new? How have you been?"
 
She gasped and laughed as he lifted her off the ground, his muscular arms easily enfolding her in an embrace. "Put me down you devil."

She beat feebly at his back until he set her back on her feet again, putting one hand on his chest to steady herself. "I have been very well Brant, I hope you've been keeping well? Erica's not here at the minute, her and Ashley have gone out with Stephen, they went for a walk before lunch, work up an appetite. They should be home soon."

She turned to go back into the house, walking halfway up the steps, her hips swaying invitingly, not that she did it deliberately, it was just the way she walked. "Come on, you can help me set the table, lunch will be ready soon."
 
Put me down you devil Awh, Jane I am sorry. I did not mean to scare you. I just really missed seeing you these past few months. College does not usually have moms as nice as you he said with a smile. Brant felt Jane's hand press up against his pectoral muscle. The pressure she applied to steady herself felt as if she was trying to push herself away from his embrace. He hoped he had not gone too far.

Erica's not here at the minute, her and Ashley have gone out with Stephen for a walk Okay, Brant said. Perfect, just enough time for me to flirt it up with Jane just a little more he thought. As he watched Jane slowly walk up those steps, he could not help but realize how similar Jane's ass looked to Erica's. In fact, because Jane laid outside often while her husband was at work and the kids were at school, she had developed quite the tan, becoming even darker than either of her daughters who tanned regularly. Brant followed her up the steps, eyes focused on her ass as she took each step forward.
 
She laughed again, a smile twinkling mischievously in her eyes. "I was only joking Brant you don't need to apologise. And thank you, I do my best as a mother."

She went back through the veranda doors, straight into the kitchen that opened straight onto it. She bent down to check on the chicken, peering in through the oven door before shutting it. "Another five minutes I think."

She opened the drawer, getting out knives and forks, piling them on the side, ready to go out to the table on the veranda. Plates followed, five of them in a stack, warm from the bottom of the other oven. She kept working as she spoke, chopping vegetables now. "So how's college treating you?"
 
Brant smiled as she said she tries to do her best as a mother. "I always thought you did the best you could to take care of everyone Jane, and that is what is just so fun about you," Brant said, smiling again. As Jane bent down to check on the chicken, he could not help but notice that the short dress she was wearing slid up, teasing Brant's view just enough so that he could make out the fact that she was wearing a thong. Damn, he thought. I hope Erica ages like that someday. I bet Jane fucks her husband so good with a body like that.


How's college treating you Brant? Jane asked. Well, to be honest, I am glad its about over. College, and especially athletics, are extremely stressful. It is important to try to find time to yourself, and do the things that you like to do so that you can stay relaxed. I am sure you know what I mean Jane, considering that youre a mother. I bet it gets tough pleasing everyone all the time; Don't you ever just want to do some things for yourself?
 
"Oh you have no idea Brant, but I have a good life, Stephen earns enough to keep us comfortable and I shouldn't complain really." She turned and leant back against the counter top. "I'd love to have more time to do things for myself, the most I get these days is a long luxurious bath when Stephen and the girls are out. Once they've moved out I'll have more time for me and Stephen."

Though she sounded a little downcast at that, Stephen was rarely interested anymore. He got back from work and was too tired to do anything, they did have sex occasionally, but not as often as she'd like, and it wasn't as satisfying as it had been when they'd been younger. Having someone like Brant around the house didn't help, he was young, energetic, virile, maybe he thought she didn't know exactly what he got up to with her daughter but she had a pretty good idea.
 
Well I think that you are one of the best people I have ever met at enjoying life to be honest. You seem generally happy, and that is always a good thing. And personally, Stephen is really a lucky guy; a bath with you would be a very relaxing time. I paused, awkwardly thinking Jane was going to be offended. Instead, she smiled, which seemed to me as a sign of approval.

Generally, Erica does a decent job at keeping me relaxed too. Usually after football practice she will give me a back massage and try to calm me down over anything I was stressed out about during the day. She's like a young you I suppose, I said with a wink. I just hope when she grows up she is as beautiful as you are Jane.

I again paused do to the combination of my comment and of catching my eye on Jane's tits, which seemed to be pouring out of her dress.
 
"Mmmmm, it's been so long since Stephen gave me a nice massage. And we haven't shared a bath for months." She shrugged, "but you can't have everything, he works too hard, I can't wait till he retires."

"And you're too good to me Brant, I only wish I could have been as beautiful as Erica is when I was her age. She's very lucky to have someone like you Brant."

She'd noticed him eyeing up her tits, but disregarded it, it was nice, she hadn't been admired by Stephen like that for years. Once he'd lived with her for nearly thirty years he'd started to lose interest in sex.
 
And you're too good to me brant, I only wish I could have been as beautiful as Erica is when I was her age. She's very lucky to have someone like you Brant.

As those words rolled off of Jane's tongue, my confidence instantly rose. She had to feel attracted to me, or why else would she say something such as that I thought. "Well Jane, Thank you. That really means a lot to me.", I said, leaning in for a hug. As I placed my arms around Jane, I slid my arms around her waist as if to position my hands right above her ass. I could actually feel the line of her thong, as well as her heavy tits pressed up against my chest. I could not help but feel my cock rising, as if it was reaching for her body. I hoped that she could not feel it.
 
He hugged her again, sliding his hands around behind her, leaving them resting at the base of her back, a fraction above her ass and though he could not see, she raised her eyebrows in surprise. That was nothing to the surprise she felt when something hard, and growing harder pressed against her thigh. She drew in a breath sharply, but said nothing, sliding her own hands down his back till they stopped just above his ass. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, rising to it, but he was, and she couldn't quite resist.
 
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