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Spying on the Widow Banging her Husband’s Best Friend

A big dick always helps the grieving

He always wanted me to call him daddie, but he wasn’t my daddie. He was everybody’s Uncle Ray, and he was a real perv. It's something I love in a man.

When I was growing up, he was our next-door neighbour. He always had a smile and a treat for the kids. A beer for the dads, and a glass of wine for the moms. He was everybody’s favourite bachelor. And he was always the first to help put up a shed, or to find a lost kitten.

As I grew older, I could tell his popularity wasn’t just from being a standup dude. There was a steady stream of ladies who would visit him nightly, sometimes two at a time. He was a handsome man, after all. 6 foot 2, and built like a linebacker, all muscle. It’s no wonder the women came in droves. I have to admit; I had a more than a few fantasies about him as a growing girl. His big, hard cock shooting spray after spray of cum all over me. But don't worry, he wasn’t a kiddie diddler. He liked his women legal and willing, or so I eventually found out. (It’s not a spoiler, since you wouldn’t be reading this far if you didn’t expect a hot, steamy, nasty story, would you? Yeah, I didn’t think so.)

My dad passed while I was in my second year of college, and it was pretty hard on my mom. They were childhood sweethearts and probably had never been apart for longer than a few days during their marriage. Since mom was such a mess, I came home to help and postponed college for a semester. The whole neighbourhood helped us, and it was during this time, I got to know Uncle Ray so much better.

Uncle Ray was always available to help. He lived off early tech investments, which made him some sort of gazillionaire. No need to work, so he channelled his energy into helping others. I just didn’t realize how much energy he channelled into helping others until I caught him in bed, banging the grieving widow. Yes, I caught him slipping his monster cock into my mom, and her riding him like a wild banshee.

Should I tell you about it? Do you want to read all about it? Hmmm… I guess that’s why I’m writing about it, so enjoy.

But here’s a trigger warning for the prudish amongst ya. There’s some hard dick action ahead…

It was the next Tuesday after dad’s funeral, and I needed a break from the influx of grieving relatives. Mom was holding up well, and I tried to get her to come for a drive with me, get her out of the house. Away from the well meaning busybodies who tried to help, but only made it worse. Mom flat out refused. She told me she needed alone time, and alone time included being away from me. It hurt a little, but I was a big girl, and knew she was right. Too much had happened over the last week. Too much, too soon. She needed some space. Some privacy. And I understood. So, I grabbed mom’s AMEX and the keys to the Mercedes, and headed out on the highway. Straight to the mall. Maybe some shopping therapy would help me, since I’ve had no dick therapy since I’ve been home. It’s been way too busy to ride anybody’s baloney pony.

After a glorious afternoon of shopping Gucci, Victoria Secret, Agent Provocateur, and the cute little sex shoppe — For Her Tender Touch — in the gentrified part of town, I decided there had been enough retail therapy. I needed a long, hot bubble bath, and try out the new submersible toys I’d bought at For Her Tender Touch. Maybe even model some of the lingerie for myself. I always get extra horny looking at a hot body in lingerie, even if it’s mine. A pair of gorgeous breasts and a warm, wet and willing pussy are as good as a hard dick any night. Or day. Or afternoon. Hell, even in the morning.

As I always say, don’t hate me because I’m gorgeous. Hate me because I’m not fucking you right now.

Since I need a tender touch, even if it was my own, I snuck into the house the way I used as a kid, through the pool house. It was super quiet, and nobody ever heard me. Besides, I could use the hot tub instead of the bathtub. The gentle pulsating of the warm jets of water should help me soothe my jangled nerves and out of whack libido.

As I was entering the pool house, it surprised me to hear moaning. I stopped in my tracks, and thought to myself, “Maybe mom’s alone time required her own private touch, too.” That would make sense, since we’re pretty much alike. I turned around and headed back out the way I came in until I heard a man’s voice.

“I’ve been missing your touch with these people constantly around. It’s been driving me crazy.” Uncle Ray! I knew that voice. And then the real shocker, my mom moans, “Shut up and fuck me, Ray. The girl’ll be home soon. She only took the gold AMEX, not the platinum.”

There’s a platinum card? Next time! And mom’s banging Uncle Ray. My pussy tingled even more than normal.

Now, normally, I’d just sneak back out and let them have their privacy. Lord knows, mom needs some hard dick in her right now, but then again, so do I. And besides, I want to see what Uncle Ray’s packing, in case I need some neighbourly pussy pounding. Or ass pounding. Or tonsil pounding. Do I still have tonsils? I'm not sure, but you get the idea. As long as the cocks banging into me and the balls are bouncing off me, I don’t care which hole it’s in.

I sneak into the hot tub room and hide inside the shower. They can’t see me through the frosted glass, but I can peek around and see them.

I peek around the glass and see them soaking up the warm waters. Damn,they’re just having a drink, while he gives mom a neck massage. Uncle Ray is sipping his usual dirty martini, and mom has a glass of champagne.

“It sure is different without ol’ George tied up in a chair, watching me fuck you. But this works, too.”

“He loved to watch me get banged. At least he got to watch me getting spit roasted when he had the heart attack. It was just a pain sending those two rent boys away while the ambulance and paramedics came. Fortunately, the rent boys helped me cleanup the place first, so nobody would know our secrets. Now shut up, and bang me.”

Damn, my mom’s a slut, and daddie liked to watch. I’m so proud of them — I’m a chip off the old block. And now there’s going to be some action.

Uncle Ray finishes his drink and sets down the glass. With a swoop, he grabs mom, and gives her long, passionate kisses, tongue and everything.

Fuck, this is hot.

He slowly moves down her body, from nibbling at her neck, to massaging and kissing her breasts — mom’s got a Grade A set of titties to play with — to kissing her stomach. When he finally gets to the waterline, he takes a deep breath and dives under. Mom’s low moaning turns into more frenzied gasps, as I can only guess at what Uncle ray is doing to her.

Damn! He can really hold his breath.

My pussy is getting uncomfortably twitchy as I watch the free sex show, but I’m not going to get caught with my pants down yet. I have some control.

Uncle Ray finally surfaces and pulls mom close to him. Kissing her deeply, he enters her. From the arching of her back and the guttural moans, I can tell that he’s now deep inside her. His thrusts, hard and sure, are met with wild abandonment by my mom, as she is obviously enjoying Uncle Ray’s Hard Dick Ride (trademark pending).

Slowing for a second, Uncle Ray turns mom over, so that he’s banging her doggie style, with his hands firmly around her waist. Both of them are in heaven, as they moan and groan. Pulsating and thrusting. Moving together as one. Joined as one by what must be Uncle Ray’s massive cock. Mom lets out a massive moan as her body quivers and jerks erratically.

Uncle Ray pulls his cock out of her. He looks up and sees me just as he shoots his thick wads of cum all over my mom’s ass. That’s one big ass horse's cock Uncle Ray’s packing. All veins and red and long and thick and tasty.

I slyly smile, wink, and blow him a kiss. His face lights up, and this big, stupid, shit-eating grin spreads across his face. He knows he’ll be shooting those wads of spunk all over me soon enough. I see his dick garden again, and he pushes himself back into my mother.

She sighs contentedly, and says “Again, Ray? You’re a horny one today. Give me some more of that hard cock.” Those are the last words I hear as I sneak out of the pool house and head to my room.

It’s wonderful my mom has someone to bring her joy and take her cares away, even if only for an hour or two. While I know I shouldn’t be jealous, I am. I need to try me some of Uncle Ray’s hard dick, and I will get it. Until then, I’ll have to be satisfied daydreaming about it while playing with my pretty, pink, bald pussy.

Maybe I’ll tell you all about it next time…

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