From the gardens, we ventured into the palace art gallery, a treasure trove of paintings, sculptures, and artifacts from centuries past. Aria, wide-eyed with wonder, marveled at the artistic creations that adorned the walls.
Aria, sensing the weight of the art, tugged at my hand. “Daddy, look at this one! It’s so pretty!” she exclaimed, pointing at a vibrant painting depicting a sun-kissed landscape.
Grace and I leaned in, appreciating the art through Aria’s enthusiastic eyes. The gallery, with its myriad expressions of creativity, became a backdrop for family exploration. Grace’s fingers subtly intertwined with mine as we moved from one exhibit to another, our connection deepening in the silent corridors of art.
The third stop on our journey through the palace led us to the enchanting library—a haven of wisdom and tales. Aria, with her insatiable curiosity, eagerly explored the shelves lined with ancient manuscripts and leather-bound books. Grace and I, surrounded by the scent of aged paper and ink, shared a quiet moment of appreciation for the written word.
Aria, engrossed in a beautifully illustrated children’s book, beckoned us over. “Mommy, Daddy, this is a magical story! Can we read it together?”
Grace and I exchanged smiles, realizing that amidst the grandeur of the palace, the simple joy of reading together held its own enchantment. The library became a sanctuary of shared stories, the words weaving a tapestry of imagination that bound us together.
“Hum!~”
My mother moaned as I pushed her against the wall of the closet, I now have put Aria on a focused painting and moved Grace here, pushing her into the cramped closet room, placing a do not disturb side outside as I pulled her body towards me, my lips taking up her juicy lips in a kiss, her sexy milf body against mine as my hand suddenly groping her breast over her dress.
My dick is hard and reads, rubbing against my mother’s wet bottom, our lower bodies rubbing against each other with our clothes on, the lust within us increasing without any limit.
“Umm. Ahhhh…. Ahhh”
“Your body is still as sensitive as ever”
I said as my hand went into her dress, moving under her bra, fondling her left breast as my lips were pressed against her neck, biting and kissing it, my fingers twisting her pink erect nipple, my hand moving over her body as I kissed her lips once again.
“Ummmmm.. Ummmmm… ahhhh.. Ahhh”
“Your lips and body is all mine today”
“No. Nooo… ahhhh… don’t… ah… ahhh… ummmmm”
She said between her moans as her hands went behind me, her hands trying to push me back, her resistance against me only increasing my urge, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth, swirling and playing inside her mouth, my other hand rubbing her wet pussy through her panties, feeling the wetness of her body, my lips releasing from her mouth as I kissed down her neck, biting her soft flesh, my fingers rubbing her clit over her pantie, her body quivering under my touch.
“No… please.. don’t bite.. I.. I… can’t control.. Ummm”
“You know you can’t, yet you still say those words, but you are forgetting one thing”
“What is it”
“I don’t want to control”
“Ahhh.. ahhhh.. Please… I can’t.. Ahhh… No.. Ahhhh”
She moaned as I bit her soft neck, my hand twisting her hard nipple, my other hand moving into her pantie, my fingers moving up her pussy lips, feeling her wetness as her body shivered, her legs shaking, her eyes closing in lust, my lips kissing her neck as her body began to give into the pleasure.
“Ahhh.. Ahhhhhh…. noo.. don’t bite there.. ahhhh.. Ummmmmm.. Don’t.. Ahhhh”
My fingers moved in her wet pussy, moving up and down her pussy, feeling the warm sensation, her pussy lips, my other hand rubbing and twisting her breast, her soft and smooth skin against my touch, her body reacting to my touch.
“Ahhhhh…. Ummm… ahhh”
Her body was already weak, her resistance almost gone, my fingers rubbing her clit, her wet pussy, her moans filling the closed space, her body against mine, her lips moaning, my mouth moving to her ear, whispering.
“Your body is so hot, I want you so much”
“Ummm…. Ummmm…”
“I want to take you here, right now”
“Ahhhh.. ahhh”
I kissed her ear, my finger pinching her clit, rubbing her pussy, her body shivering, her legs almost giving away, her arms around me, her soft moans, my hand rubbing her pussy, her breast, my other hand now holding her chin, bringing her face towards me.
“Today I am taking your everything”
“Ummm… ahhh.. I can’t.. I can’t”
She said, her eyes looking into mine, her body weak, her voice moaning, her body reacting to the pleasure, my lips on hers, her tongue playing with mine, her body moving along with mine, her hand going inside my shirt, her nails scratching my skin, my fingers rubbing her pussy.
“Ahhhh…. Ahhh…. ahhhhh”
It didn’t take long for my mother to cum, her cum spilling all over the floor and then the rough fucking began, my hands rising to hold Grace by her juicy milky ass, rising her up with my strength, my dick raging and wishing to fuck her already out.
“Umm.. Ah..”
I lifted Grace and placed her onto the ground, her eyes looking at me in surprise, the lust and the excitement within me making me feel like a beast, wanting to just take her here and now. My hands moving into her skirt, ripping her panty apart, my hands spreading her legs open, her face blushing red.
“Ahh… Umm… Don’t..”
Her eyes looked at me in surprise, her cheeks reddening, her hands trying to stop me, but my hand went and took a hold of her neck, pressing on her windpipe.
“Stay still”
“Ahhh…”
“If you make any more sounds, I will be forced to silence you myself”
I said as I pressed onto her throat, her eyes rolling back, her mouth opening as her body reacted, her hand on her throat, my other hand moving to take out my dick, stroking it slowly, rubbing my tip on her wet pussy, the sight before me making my dick stand hard.
“Ahhhh….”
My tip touched her pussy, rubbing against her clit, her moans were stifled by my hand on her throat, her eyes rolling back as I increased the pressure, her body struggling, her legs moving.
“Ahhh… Hmmm… ahhhh”
My hands released her throat, her face was flushed, her chest moving up and down, her breathing fast, my eyes staring at her, her eyes looking at me.
“Now, stay still”
I said as I placed the tip of my dick against her wet pussy, rubbing my dick on her clit, her face was red, her mouth open, her hand covering her mouth.
“Ummmm… Ummmm”
Her soft moans escaped her mouth, her face red, her pussy dripping, her body trembling, her hand going to stop me, her eyes pleading.
“Ahhhhh…. Ahhhhh… ahhhhh”
“Stay still, or I will have to gag you”
I said, my hand holding her thigh, spreading her legs wide, her skirt rolled up, her pussy exposed, my tip pressing against her tight hole, her body shivering, her hands clutching onto my arm.
“Ahhh.. Ahhhh… ummmmmm~”
Thus my mother moaned as I thrust into her, another round beginning in this close-up closet.
…..
The fourth stop on our journey through the place led us to the enchanting library—a haven of wisdom and tales. Aria, with her insatiable curiosity, eagerly explored the shelves lined with manuscripts and leather-bound books. Grace and I, surrounded by the scent of aged paper and ink, shared a quiet moment of appreciation for the written word.
Aria, engrossed in a beautifully illustrated children’s book, beckoned us over. “Mommy, Daddy, this is a magical story! Can we read it together?”
Grace and I exchanged smiles, realizing that amidst the grandeur of the palace, the simple joy of reading together held its own enchantment.
…..
After the library, we discovered a quaint cafe with outdoor seating. Aria, drawn to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the display of delectable pastries, pleaded, “Can we have a snack here, Mommy, Daddy?”
The charming atmosphere of the cafe, coupled with the tantalizing scents wafting from the kitchen, convinced us to indulge in a leisurely break. We settled at a table with a view of the bustling marketplace, Aria excitedly scanning the menu for her next culinary adventure.
The waiter, with a friendly smile, approached to take our orders. Grace, her eyes reflecting a mischievous glint, leaned in and whispered, “How about we try something special, Austin? A treat for the grown-ups.”
The suggestive tone in her voice didn’t escape me. Aria, engrossed in choosing her snack, remained blissfully ‘unaware’ of the undertones of our conversation.
As we awaited our order, Aria, now occupied with a plate of colorful pastries, savored each bite with childlike delight. Grace’s fingers grazed mine under the table, a silent invitation to indulge in the pleasures that lay beneath the surface.
Our gaze met, and the unspoken agreement hung in the air. The bustling marketplace provided the perfect cover for our clandestine dance—a dance of stolen glances and subtle touches. Grace’s foot grazed mine, a secret code in the language of desire.
“Let’s head to the bathroom”
Grace whispered to my ears, her hands traveling through my pants, I smirked at her initiative and nodded my head.
“With pleasure~”
I whispered back and soon the two of us ended up in the bathroom with I sated in the closet, Grace on my lap, her dress lifted up, with my cock already inside her, ramming through with us being in the women’s bathroom.
“Ah~”
My mother moaned as I moved inside her. My mother smiled and kissed me as I continued thrusting inside her. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I placed my hand under her dress and started groping her breast, she was a little shocked that I did so but didn’t resist.
I kissed her neck and then licked her collar bone and then kissed her again, making her moan even more. I increased the pace, going faster and faster. My hands groped her ass, lifting her up and down, and thrusting inside her, and she was loving it.
I was about to cum and she knew it, her legs tightening around me as if telling me that she was ready too. I thrust inside her and came and soon after she did too.
…..
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the cafe, our family of three continued its journey through the town. The final destination for the day was a quaint waterfront, where the rhythmic lapping of the waves and the soft glow of lanterns created a serene backdrop.
Aria, now a little weary from the day’s adventures, settled on a bench overlooking the water. Grace and I, attuned to the ebb and flow of our daughter’s energy, joined her, the three of us enveloped in a tranquil silence.
The waterfront, with its timeless beauty, became a canvas for shared reflections. Aria, with her head resting on my shoulder, gazed at the shimmering water. Grace, her fingers entwined with mine, shared a quiet smile that spoke volumes, our love blossoming like the flowers that surrounded us. We lingered beneath the shade of a sprawling oak tree, our fingers intertwined as we shared secrets and dreams.
But as much as we cherished our time alone, we were mindful of Aria’s presence, ensuring that our displays of affection remained ‘innocent’ and ‘pure’. Soon the sun dipped below the horizon and the stars began to twinkle in the night sky,
