This Damned Generation

“Hey, I have a fun idea!” says Miriam. “Maybe we can all go downstairs, have a few drinks, and play some games.”

“Oh what fun!” shouts your mother excitedly.

Hannah shrugs her shoulders and says, “Eh, alright sure.”

“What about you John?” asks Miriam with your cum still dripping down her face.

“I feel kind of cooped up actually. I think I’m going to go for a short walk. Could you wait up for me?” you say pleadingly.

“Oh course John, we’ll decide what we should play while you’re out. Don’t be too long!” says Miriam gleefully.

You start to walk past Miriam out of Hannah’s bedroom and head towards the stairs.

Suddenly Hannah runs up behind you, grasps your hand and says, “I’m coming with you,” with her usual shy smile.

You smile back at her and you both walk out the door. It is a cool evening with a soft breeze that rustles the leaves gently as you stroll down to the sidewalk. The evening sun is showing a dull red glow over the horizon and you can see the reflection of the light in some of the windows as you pass by. The street is completely empty, but you see activity through the windows of the houses you walk past hand in hand with Hannah.

After walking by a few houses and glancing through the windows at the families sitting down to dinner you suddenly stop. It just hit you that every mother on this entire is available for you to fuck. You could walk in to any household and declare your desire to fuck any woman with children.

“What’s wrong John?” asks Hannah curiously. “Why did you stop?

A wide smile slides across your mouth and you begin to laugh out loud. “Hannah would it be okay if we knocked on some doors? I think I want to fuck some women in front of their families.”

“Oh. Yeah. If you want to. I’m kind of … a bit awkward … around new people though. So, I might just wait outside,” says Hannah, now blushing.

“No. Come on! You can come inside. I promise it won’t be awkward. I’ll make sure that you feel welcome. Please?” you plead. Then you pull Hannah in close.

Hannah looks up at you and gives you a **** smile and nod.

“Great!” you shout. Then you continue walking down the street. Now peering more closely through the windows of the neighbors. Most of the houses you pass either don’t have anyone visible moving around in them or the people, to put it delicately, aren’t particularly desirable. There are a few promising choices though. You see a beautiful young blond woman sitting next to her husband on their couch holding an infant. You see a middle aged black couple sitting down to dinner with their two daughters. You pass by an older woman working in her garden as her husband watches television. She looks up at you both and waves as you pass.

Then you see a house, just a half block away that looks to have a few extra cars parked out front. You clasp Hannah’s hand tightly and speed walk up to their driveway and peer through the window trying to see inside. JACKPOT! The house is two floors, is painted white, and has a large window that shows the living and dining rooms. There are six people sitting around the dinner table talking, joking, and laughing. An older woman, that looks to be in her sixties is sitting on one end of the long wooden table. There is an empty chair at the opposite end. Maybe she is a widow? Two younger couples are also sitting at the table. It must be a family reunion! Three generations of one family all sitting around one dinner table. What more could you ask for?

“I think this is the place Hannah!” you say happily. “Let’s go inside!”

You and Hannah slowly walk towards the front porch of the large house. As you approach you are slowly able to distinguish the sounds of talking and laughter from the dining room. When you reach the front porch, you walk up the steps, then reach out and ring the doorbell.

The house falls silent. You hear some mumbling for a few moments. Then the sound of feet approaching. The older woman you saw earlier lifts the light, sheer, curtain of the window next to the door and peeks through to see who is there. When she sees you, you wave and smile at her. She returns a puzzled look and then moves to the door, unlocks, and opens it.

“Hello? Can I help you? We’re sitting down for dinner right now,” says the woman politely. You can tell that she is a bit annoyed at the interruption. The woman is about 5 ft 4 in tall, has long, smooth, silver hair and blue eyes. She looks like she is in wonderful shape for a woman her age. She has B-cup tits, a slender waste, and broad hips. Her loose hair falls over her delicate shoulders and dark purple blouse. She is wearing a silver necklace with a gem at the end that accentuates her low cut top. Her jeans are very tight and she is wearing a large silver belt buckle and matching high heels. She clearly puts a lot of work into her body and wardrobe.

“Hello ma’am,” you reply. “My name is John Doe and I wondered if I could ask you for a favor. I was walking by your house and saw your family having dinner and was struck with the sudden desire to come in and fuck you. Would that be alright?”

The woman looks back at you sternly. “Well, alright I suppose. If you must,” she says with a sigh. “But what is she doing here?” She asks, gesturing at Hannah.

“She is my girlfriend. Could you keep her entertained while I fuck your family?” you ask politely.

The woman again sighs and nods and moves to allow you into the house. You and Hannah walk in and look around. The place is very big. Vaulted ceilings, big chandelier, oak furniture, spotless hardwood floors. These people are swimming in money. The woman leads you over to the table and goes back to sit down, as her confused family looks up at you and Hannah.

After a few moments of awkward silence, the youngest woman at the table, who is seated between what must be her husband, says confusedly, “Uuuuuuuum grandma, who are these people?” The granddaughter has strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes. She is incredibly cute, has a slender frame, and small tits. She is dressed in a beautiful silvery blouse, with a long black skirt, and some very expensive looking jewelry.

The older woman, now holding a glass of wine and resting her head on her hand. Looks at her granddaughter and says in an exasperated voice, “Amelia, this is John Doe. I guess you’ll just have to wait and see why he’s here.” She then lifts the wine glass to her face and takes a big gulp of purple liquid.

Amelia now looks a bit worried. She looks between her husband, grandma, mother, and you. The men in the room are starting to look a bit frustrated with your presence. One of the men stands up at the table and starts to walk towards you, but the young girls mother also stands and grabs his shoulders and quickly says, trying to remain pleasant, “Mr. Doe, was it? My name is Evelyn, this is my husband Alfred, my mother Gladys, and my daughter Amelia. What can we do for you today? Do you need some help?” Evelyn is a tall thin blonde in her 40s with blue eyes, who has much larger tits than her daughter. She is wearing a flowery sundress and sandals.

You don’t say anything. You just smile and walk over behind Amelia and place your hands on her shoulders and start sliding them down the front of her blouse. The men in the room are now getting visibly furious, and the woman are looking on in fear and disgust.

Hannah then smiles nervously and interjects with a shaky voice, “This is uuuuuh … my boyfriend John. He just felt a little uuuh … horny walking by your house, and felt the need to come inside and … uuuuh have sex with … with your wives.”

The expressions and postures of the men suddenly change. They seem to each breath a deep sigh of relief. Evelyn’s husband, rubs his forehead exaggeratedly and lets out a, “Phew!” Then he sits down shaking his head and starts drinking some wine.

You now have your hands inside Amelia’s blouse and are openly rubbing her tits in front of her family. The tension in her body has faded since Hannah’s announcement. “Oh. Well, that’s nice I suppose. Why don’t you have a seat? What is your name?” asks Amelia, looking at Hannah.

“Oh thank you! My name is Hannah. John just wanted me to come in and watch him fuck all of you. You don’t have to make a place for me.”

“Nonsense!” says Amelia’s husband with a smile. “Have a seat, we’ll get you some food.” Hannah then grabs an extra chair and Amelia’s husband runs off to collect a plate, glass, and silverware.

You reach behind Amelia and untie her flimsy silver dress at the back and let if fall down to her waist. Exposing her nude colored bra. You unclasp it and throw her bra on the table, and bend down to start sucking on her tits. She reaches behind you and rubs your back as you suck on her nipples.

“I guess he’s a bit hungry,” says Amelia’s mother with a slight laugh. “You don’t have to eat that John, we’ll let you have some adult food if you want,” Amelia chided. Everyone at the table laughs at this comment, including Amelia. You have to pull back from Amelia’s tit to smile. “You’re wife is pretty funny,” you say looking up at Amelia’s husband.

“I know John. She has a great sense of humor,” he says happily.

You stand up and pull Amelia up from her chair. “Could you please take off the rest of your clothes Amelia?” you ask politely.

Amelia smiles and nods and starts to remove her clothing. As she does this you walk over to her mother and undo your belt buckle and pull down your zipper. When you get to Evelyn, you pull your cock out right in front of her face as she sips from her wine glass. “Oh boy. Guess he’s starting with me now. You’re going to be next mom,” she says lifting her glass to toast towards Gladys.

You put your hand behind Evelyn’s head and pull it towards your cock. She opens her mouth and wraps it around the tip of your penis and starts playing with your balls with her right hand.

“So, Hannah how long have you been dating this young whippersnapper?” slurs Gladys. She is getting a bit more drunk than the other party guests.

“Just started today actually. He came over to my house to fuck my mother and at some point we let slip that we liked each other,” she said glancing up from her plate at Gladys.

“My oh my,” says Gladys. “Does it bother you seeing your boyfriend get blown by my daughter?”

Hannah looks back at her curiously. “Uuuuuum why would I care? It doesn’t matter. He can fuck any mother he wants.”

“Sorry,” said Amelia apologetically. “My mother is a bit old fashioned. She is just not used to the idea of a random guy walking around fucking basically any woman he wants. She’ll just have to learn to be more tolerant. Won’t you granny?”

Gladys just grunts and shakes her head and starts blathering, “This would never have happened in my day! People like John knew their place! He doesn’t belong in here fucking my daughter at the dinner table. He should go back where he came from!”

The tension at the table has become palpable. Everyone looks embarrassed and apologetic towards you and Hannah. The only sound in the room for a few moments is your cock moving in and out of Evelyn’s throat. Evelyn looks up into your eyes and mouths ‘Sorry’ about as well as you’d expect a woman with a cock in her mouth to be able to.

You decide to break the tension. You take your cock out of Evelyn’s mouth and walk over to the half drunk grandma. You slide your shoes off and pull your pants and underwear all the way down as you slowly approach her. She looks down at your cock and up at your face in fear.

“Oh no! You’re not shoving your dirty prick in my mouth young man! My daughter’s spit is still dripping off of it! Go away!” she shouts.

You reach down and slap the wine glass out of Gladys’s hand and say menacingly, “I don’t like classist old ladies like you ruining everybody’s fun. I have the right to fuck whatever mother I want and I’m going to do it!”

Then you pull Gladys up from her chair and rip her purple blouse off and throw it on the table. As you do this, Evelyn and Amelia start to shout, “Wooooo! You show her John!” and start laughing as they watch and drink. Their husbands are looking on amusedly while continuing to eat their dinner.

You unbuckle Gladys’s belt, bend her over the table, and pull down her pants and underwear violently. She squeals and squirms trying to pull away from you, and starts shifting around the cups and plates on the table until some of them fall to the floor. “Mother! Don’t make a mess for God sake! Just calm down and let John fuck you or we’ll have to pin you down ourselves!”

You love that idea!

“Evelyn! Strip, then come next to me! Amelia you come over on the other side! And you, uuuuh Evelyn’s husband! Clear some of the stuff on the table out of the way!” you shout excitedly.

Evelyn stands up and slips out of her sundress, undoes her bra, and slips out of her panties. Then she helps her husband slide the food paraphernalia on the table down to the other end. Amelia’s husband is now unashamedly smiling with delight as he watches you pin his grandmother-in-law over the table.

When Evelyn and Amelia are both naked and standing on either side of you, you say, “Alright Evelyn, help me pull your mother up on the table, and pin her arms to the table.” Evelyn helps you lift her mother up and then straddles her lower back facing her and pins her arms to the table as she struggles to get away shouting, “No! Sweetie! Please! Why are you doing this?! He’s going to **** me!”

“Calm down mom!” responds Evelyn frustratedly. “It’s not ****! This is John Doe! He can do what he wants! Just accept it!”

You move in behind Gladys, who is face down on the table with her legs tightly closed. Evelyn’s pussy is directly above her mother’s. You rub your penis on Evelyn’s cunt and then move it down to Gladys’s shaved pussy and ram it inside forcefully. Gladys squeals and cries in shame, “No please! Stop him! Why is this happening!?”

Hannah laughs at loud when Gladys yells and then looks up at you bewildered and says, “My God. Why the hell does she care so much?” You look back at Hannah and shrug your shoulders.

You move your cock in and out of Gladys’s pussy while you grip Evelyn’s ass for leverage. Her pussy is much tighter then you suspected it would be. Despite herself Gladys is getting very wet and is struggling noticeably less. She occasionally whimpers but she is no longer pushing against her daughter.

You push on Evelyn’s side signaling her to get off of her mother as you continue to fuck her pussy. Evelyn lifts her leg and slides off of her mother and off of the table, but reaches out and grasps her left hand and says soothingly, “That’s it mom! Now you’re getting it! See, it’s not so bad!” Then Amelia and Evelyn both start rubbing her back and smiling.

You decide to flip Gladys over on the table, so you pull out of her briefly and then lift her up off the table and turn her around. Then you grab her ass and lift her back up on the table so that she has her legs wrapped around your waist and you start kissing her deeply. She has tears in her eyes, and tries to push you away at first, but then melts into the kiss and pulls your dick deeper into her pussy with her legs. You lower her back onto the table and fuck her faster and harder. She is starting to breath much more heavily now.

Evelyn and Amelia go back to their seats and smile at their husbands in relief. “Phew! I thought granny would never give in! Sheesh! You never know what biases people are harboring until you see them do you?” says Amelia.

“You sure don’t sweetie,” her husband replies as he grips her hand and leans in for a kiss.

Evelyn picks up her wine glass and starts sipping from it again and chatting with Hannah about how she met you and what she plans to do with her life. Hannah smiles and happily answers her questions as she continues to eat her meal on the rattling table.

Gladys now digs her fingernails into your back in pleasure every time you thrust your cock into her. She pulls back from your lips and looks longingly into your eyes and whisper, “I haven’t been fucked like this in years.” Her breathing is now very deep and her eyes suddenly close shut tightly. “Ooooooooh God! John! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Her body shakes in pleasure and her heals dig into your buttocks, pulling your cock in deeper. Her pussy tightens and she pulls you back in for another long wet kiss as she cums.

You are not finished yet, but you’re getting close. You keep fucking Gladys until you feel you’re about to burst, then you quickly rush over to Amelia as she chats with her husband and pull her face onto your cock and start fucking her throat. Amelia drops her wine glass and almost falls out of her chair, but her husband stabilizes her by grabbing her shoulder. Amelia looks up at you wide-eyed. Her throat makes a loud “GLA GLA GLA GLA GLA!” sound every time you thrust your cock into her.

Evelyn looks over at you as you fuck her daughter’s face and laughs out loud, then looks back at Hannah, reaches out and touches her shoulder and says, “My goodness! Your boyfriend is excitable isn’t he. You’re going to have to be careful with this one!?

Hannah looks down at the floor and turns bright red.

After a few more seconds of fucking Amelia’s face you can feel your body tense up in excitement. Your legs tighten and your balls lift when you suddenly squeeze your cum deep into Amelia’s throat. Some of the cum starts to fall out of her mouth and her eyes begin to roll back up into her head as she struggles to breath. You hold her there for a few more seconds then pull out to let her breath. But you quickly reach down and close her mouth to make her swallow. Breathing deeply through her nose she closes her eyes and gulps down your cum. Then you rub her cheek and kiss her on the forehead.

Gladys now sitting naked on the dining room table, still aglow from a satisfying fuck, holds her wine glass up and says, “So, who wants some dessert?”