Note: The events in the story are factual, although slightly embellished and the dialog may differ slightly. The descriptions of the people have changed a little since this happened a long time ago.
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Jeff -- myself
Shawn -- my girlfriend and future wife
Connie -- Shawn's sister
Pranee -- Shawn and Connie's mom
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We were on our way to dinner. My girlfriend's sister was driving and I was sitting in the back, my arms laid along the top of the seat over Shawn's and Pranee's shoulders. Pranee had just unzipped my jeans and Shawn pulled my flaccid cock through the opening. Due to the way we were sitting, only about 3 inches of my penis was exposed. Shawn leaned over and began licking the head of my cock. It was tired but still felt good. I looked up into Connie's eyes in the rearview mirror and smiled before she tilted it down trying to get a look at what was going on.
"Shit! I can't see anything. Next time we're taking mom's car." The big front bench seat was blocking her voyeur want.
"Connie, we're back here and we can't see either." I said.
I looked down at Pranee's nipples pushing her shirt out. I wanted to fondle them, wanting to gently twist them between my fingers. I didn't though, she was cooperating so nicely and I knew in the daylight and outside of drawn curtains it would not be too well received. She looked at me, and then followed my eyes to her chest.
"Can you see what your naughty daughter is doing?"
"No, but I know what I know what she's doing."
"And what do you think about that?"
"It's nasty but it's still exciting. It's too light outside and someone might see her."
My dick had hardened somewhat with our interchange. I watched as her nipples elongated even more and flashed back to when Shawn and I had sucked them together. Shawn straightened up in the seat and was daubing her index finger into a drop of pre-cum stretching it until the string broke again and again.
"It won't get real hard, I guess he needs to rest," she complained, then sucked the tip of her finger.
"Fix your lipstick; you left it all on Jeff. You done? Put his penis away before someone see." Pranee said laughing.
She tucked me back in and pulled a compact and lipstick from her tiny purse. "Mom, you ever do something like this before?"
"I'm not a little girl. I jack-off my boyfriend when we drive out of town, but never suck him."
"Why not, mom?" Shawn inquired.
"He afraid we get caught. I want to when it was dark, he still no let me."
"You never did it with daddy either?" Shawn probed further.
"He never let me suck him before. He said only whore suck dick. Something wrong with him. Before I meet daddy, I suck all my boyfriends' dick. They all like it. I think about it all the time. I don't know why I get so horny all the time now. Daddy no make love to me for more than 5 years now."
"Well at least you have a boyfriend, mom. You can do what you want with him," Connie said.
"No, Thai man is different. I suck his cock little bit, he licks my pussy little bit, and then we fuck. When he cum, we take shower. Finished." You could sense dissatisfaction in her voice.
"Pranee, you need to find another boyfriend, maybe a white guy." I had a friend in mind.
"No can do. Can keep secret easy with Thai man."
We pulled into the parking lot of the Dry Dock and did a quick check of each other. Glad we did, I had forgotten to pull up my zipper. The inside seating was packed, but there were many tables open on the patio. It was just getting to dusk and the stringed patio lights were on.
We got out of the car and started up the walk. Pranee held back a little wanting to walk in behind us. I wasn't having that. I took her arm in mine and walked up the steps, her daughters following.
"Pranee, you are sexy and beautiful so act like it. Don't look down and stick those beautiful titties out. You can bet Connie and Shawn will."
She blushed and the girls chuckled.
We entered into the oyster bar area and all the guys eyes were checking the girls out. I bet a lot of them drooled into their beer. I felt like Studly Do-Right. As we rounded the bar, men and women's eyes followed us. I could feel Pranee's arm tighten of my own as she tried to rush to the back door leading to the patio. Of course, I held her back to a slow saunter. I wanted her to experience being openly ogled by the room as she presented her fine self. We exited the patio door and found a table in the corner with no-one sitting near it and without direct overhead lighting. I wanted to be able to play a little if we so chose to.
The wooden tables were round with three curved benches surrounding them. I sat on one with Pranee, our legs touching from hips to knees. Shawn started to sit on the adjacent bench next to me, but I diverted her to the other side of her mother and told Connie to sit where Shawn intended to. Shawn and Connie looked at each and broke out in a shit-eating grin. It was pretty damned apparent these girls were having lewd thoughts.
Within seconds the waiter appeared to take our order. I knew he wanted to get a closer look at the gals, as he seemed not to acknowledge my existence. Shawn flirtingly looked at the waiter and ordered a pitcher of beer, two dozen oysters, and a tray of crawfish.
"Is it true what they say about oysters?" she asked. "I mean do they work on guys like I heard?"
The young guy gulped and blushed deeply. "I don't know ma'am. I'll place your order."
