.."Alan reduced the lighting to a bedside lamp. "I thought we'd neck a while," he replied, then more diffidently, "I want to see you."Pamela nodded, h...sitated a moment, and the robe made a puddle on the floor. Alan handed her a glass, but it was more an excuse to get close than anything else. Pamela couldn't fathom his smile - no one else had ever been that excited by her appearance. Speaking of excited... that bulge in his robe... "I want to see, too," she announced, holding his eyes.Alan. .different. I didn’t have any family. I had only a few friends left from collage. None who lived in the state. So it was just me, and what seemed like the whole village. I met my wife for the first time at the alter. I’m sure the village elders loved that. I had stood there. Nervous and waiting. Alone except for the priest, as she slowly came down the isle. Neck to ground covered by her white gown. Face covered by heavy veils. At least I could tell she wasn’t fat. The only color she had was a. Yeah, so close, I know I'm gonna shoot a huge load, almost there. . . My bedroom door swung open. Karen stood in the doorway, naked, her large nipples rock hard, a slight sheen of perspiration glistening all over her body and a mixture of cum and her own pussy juices running down the inside of her legs. "Jesus, Karen, what the hell are you doing!?!" I grabbed frantically for my blankets and threw them over my lower half. It was a somewhat useless gesture, though, since my cock made a tent out. She asked me to get the towel. History repeats itself.I got reminded of my 14 year old self who had his first erection. I went to give her the towel and she was stark naked again this time. I had an instantaneous hard on. She showed me the wet spot on her underwear and told,”look at what you did to me”. I was shocked, my mother was as horny as I was. It felt so good.She told,”Let me finish what you just began”and pulled me into the washroom. i was taken by surprise. I thought only I eat the one.