Wanna hear the story about Helen’s stinky cunt? The stench of her fucking knickers after six days of working like a mule around the house trying to raise a 15 y daughter and a lazy as fuck husband who drinks like his life depends on it? Well, I care less if you want or not.

Helen was a cowgirl in her youth. Well, without a horse. Basically she gathered the village herd of cows in the morning and in the evening she brought the animals back. That was her job for couple of years until she met her future husband, a so called friend of mine. Why “so called friend”? Because he was my enforcer when I was young and I needed an iron fist to take care of my fights, scandals, you got the point. Anyways, Helen… she’s, how can I put it? She’s at least mediocre and that in a good day. Nothing special about her. But still.

So, couple of weeks ago her husband calls to ask me if I can come and install WINDOWS on his daughter brand new laptop, mostly because they are all morons when it comes to technology. They barely handle smartphones. Took me almost 3 hours the whole deal mostly because I had to explain his daughter how the laptop works. The whole time I was working on it, Helen was sitting next to us, making sure I had coffee and couple of beers, squeezing her daughter between me and her. Now for the first time since I know her 2023-12-20my eyes dropped on her breasts, her saggy breasts that fed two children. Of course she doesn’t wear bras. Why would she? You could spot her huge nipples from miles away. I was locked on her tits while the daughter kept touching my foot with her bare toes. I guess she wasn’t aware what she was doing but my cock was already pulsating at the sight of the saggy dangling breasts. I could’ve squeeze them and suck her nipples on that right moment. I was horny as fuck and a bit tipsy from the beers.

To retain my cock from exploding I excused myself for the bathroom. As I closed the bathroom’s door behind me I went straight to the laundry basket. Didn’t had to dig too much to find Helen’s dirty knickers below some of her daughter’s. My heart stopped for a moment and my brain malfunctioned for a bit. There was Helen’s yellow stained knickers full of stench and filth from her hairy unwashed God knows when filthy cunt. Full of piss stains and juices with some of her shithole aroma. Jesus fucking Christ am I a lucky bastard or a moron for doing what I was planning to do? And yes boys and girls I put those slimy knickers right in my mouth tasting the moist of the dirty used cunt rubbing my cock with her daughter’s panties. Took me 20 seconds sharp to load the panties with my sperm. My head was pumping so much blood that I almost fell to the floor. I washed my face after I cleaned my cock with another pair of her daughter’s panties, put another pair of Helen’s knickers in my pocket and got back in the kitchen where Helen was cooking something for some reason.

The rest of the story it’s meaningless, what have I done after, but I’ll tell you next time the story with Helen’s daughter, Alexandra.

Cheers and go fuck yourself.