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It was part of a larger neighborhood made up mostly of elderly retirees or widows/widowers who wanted nothing more than to enjoy the quiet life while doing a bit of gardening. I worked from home and the peace and quiet were exactly what I was looking for as I had already made plans to move out from my parent's place. All I know is you were her favorite and if she was going to leave it to anyone, it would be you."And she had. Always front foot forward and doing things to keep her busy. Ruth looked to be slightly older than Angie and she had this awesome halo of jet black hair which she had pulled back tight from her face and twisted it into a long ponytail that curled down to her waist. "Including your Aunt Barbra, who we all loved dearly and miss her every single day."My Aunt Barbra?!! She would let me pop out of her mouth every now and then so she could draw breath before going down on me again.At the age of twenty, I figured it was time to bail out of the family nest and find my own way in life. Over the years, she was always the one who came to visit us and it was a rare trip when it was the other way around. She had these amazing blue eyes that were well set into a classically defined face with a pert nose and full rosy lips. Her impressive bust was heaving and I dreamily wondered what her bare tits would look like. I felt pretty damned emotional as my world got turned upside down. " she teased, "The rest of the evening is free and us girls have all the time in the world. " wheezed Angie who seemed hypnotized by my still growing appendage. It took her a moment to catch her breath and get used to a mouthful of sweating cock meat. They were going to put me in a hospital at that rate."Okay? I nodded."Okay," I agreed as they knelt up and gave me a hug. She glanced up at me and gave me a little kiss on my shoulder. My mouth fell open when she turned to Angie who was to her right and kissed her on the mouth. All three women let out a gasp of astonishment."Where the hell did you get that thing? Taking a deep breath, the older woman opened her mouth as wide as she could and with a muffled "HUMMMMpphhhh" forced her lips over the knob." she asked, giving me a bright white smile as she reached out her hand. If you had to describe or draw a sexy mature woman you'd draw her. Green eyes, a bust that defied gravity, womanly hips that could birth an army and I imagined her ass would be twice as spectacular if she turned around in those tight jeans she was wearing as well as a plain white blouse. A woman that would see through any macho bullshit in a second. Angie could sense it too as she continued to blow me hard.Of the three, she was the one who intrigued me the most. The sooner that delayed puberty took a hike and I got myself a regular girlfriend the better. I'm not really that good with girls," I said quietly as I took another slurp of my beer. She peeked up at me and I gave her a small nod as she reached up and grabbed me by the hips with both hands. All three women were still in their clothes and Angie had helped pull off my shirt to leave me bare chested for her to run her hands over. Sharon knelt up and pulled down my zip to open me up to their rapt attention. Then she turned to her left and kissed Ruth who was licking her lips as her friend slipped her hand into my underwear. Ruth acted like she was picking a lucky dip and she gave a sort of squeak when she felt my growing thing."Oh my God, Angie, have a feel! I had been endowed with a really big and fat hot dog. It was then they noticed the scar along the underside which ran nearly the whole length of my sex."What's that? As she continued to clean my cock head, I could feel my legs twitching and my heart beginning to get into its stride. And I was stood in front of it as Angie, Ruth, and Sharon knelt at my feet and began to unfasten my belt and undo my pants. She frowned and looked up at me with a "what the fuck?! She removed her hand and urged Ruth to have a feel. I may not be much in the good looks stakes but God had made up for that in the old sausage department. Her fingers just about covered my fatness in the round as they all watched as my foreskin bunched one way then was pulled tightly over the bloated head the other. I was already leaking lubrication and I watched as she licked into the piss slit and scooped it out and swallowed it.
The place was already furnished and mom and I had spent a few days going through my Aunt's things and sorting out what to keep and what to give to the local Charity shops on the high street. "I know, I know," she sniffed, "These things need to be done. I don't think your Uncle George is too happy though."What? The man was a miserable and bitter old fart and would probably have sold the bungalow at the drop of a hat."Did you know what Aunt Barbra was going to do? All I knew was that her friends were all single or widowed women and they were younger than her by some years."There are four of us," she used to say with a laugh, "I'm the oldest and Captain of this ship." They did everything together; shopping, eating out, movies, day trips, you name it they did it as a close nit group. An Autumn breeze had sprung up and the old oaks creaked and groaned around me. We stood for a moment awkwardly looking at each other before one of the ladies stepped forward and made introductions. About five ten in height, with gingery red shoulder length hair, wide green eyes, and with what looked like a full bosomed figure underneath a flowery white blouse tucked into a deep blue pleated skirt. "Oh, we're all so shocked and sad at your Aunt's passing. Tell your mom we're asking after her and if there's anything she needs help with she can give us a call anytime.""Thanks, I will., I replied. "I'm Angie," She turned and indicated the two women standing beside her, "This is Ruth," she indicated her friend standing next to her, "And this is Sharon," The other woman smiled and nodded at me."Hi, hello," I replied, "Nice to meet the both of you. Had to admit, all three ladies were seriously impressive to look at - especially to a twenty-year-old who was still dealing with the effects of delayed puberty. She looked the oldest of the three, early fifties I thought and was more stocky than the other two. But, for now, things were finally coming to a head.
I figured I needed to show my appreciation in some way."Um, if you're interested," I said, turning to the three of them watching me as I stood there rubbing my hands together nervously, "Ah, I'd like to invite you around later for a drink or two. I mean, we can leave it until another time.."All three shook their heads at once. We'd love to come over and have a bit of a gossip.""We'd love to, Ben. A look that I missed as I blinked at the blonde woman in the tight jeans. Other than the uh," I gulped, feeling myself blushing like an over ripe prune, "The uh, you know, thingy."Geez, Ben. Maybe I should call it a night and high tail it out of town. What she said next had me firmly stuck to my chair in surprise."What about that thing," she asked. She was closest to me and I sort of warily inched back in my chair."Ruth asked if you missed the sex with your girlfriend."Sex? " Then she looked at Sharon who was already licking her lips expectantly. Angie spluttered but kept her lips firmly wrapped around my shooting member.
We can get to know each other and have a house warming party at the same time. Sharon broke the spell and slipped her arm through Ruth's."Come on, ladies," she winked, "We need to get cooking! All three were staring at me intently, "Do you miss the sex? I felt my mouth fall open in shock as her words rattled around inside my brain. "Sharon, you take the second, and I'll take the third. The first pulse subsided as the room began to spin and she pulled my throbbing cock out of her mouth with a loud "pop" and quickly handed me over to Sharon who was as wide eyed as her friend. A little less than the first cum but still a good mouthful for her to savor and swallow.
When we were finished, we both stood looking at half a dozen black bags piled together in the middle of her kitchen floor. " I asked as we sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee. Suddenly, there was a cough behind me and I turned to find myself looking at three middle-aged mature women who had appeared out of nowhere. She had a charm and grace about her and a friendly aura that put you immediately at ease with her. Not stocky as in over-weight but stocky as in everything was super defined. It felt like I had gallons worth of pent up spunk stewing in my balls.
I got the impression she was the leader of the troop."Ben, right? Hour glass figure was a phrase invented for a woman like her. I could feel that tingling sensation starting to radiate out from my sex and washing over me like a warm wave.