Marlowe - Private Eye

The Missing Parents Case

by Mr. Twister

 

When the knock-out blonde walked into my office, my cock flinched in reaction and my interest was piqued. Not only was Mrs. Angela Miller tall, gorgeous and dressed in a high-class outfit with expensive jewelry, I could use the work.

Angela explained that her wealthy husband and recently passed away and she had decided it was time to find her parents. As an infant, she’d been abandoned and only knew her adoptive parents. Now, after the death of her spouse and with her 30th birthday approaching, she wanted to reconnect with her past, and was willing to pay whatever to find her roots. Was I interested?

I didn’t want to sound too eager, only exaggerating a bit as I recounted my past successful efforts, and I could ‘move things around’ and would be able to start immediately. After some further discussion, Mrs. Miller left saying she had several more interviews and would let me know. A couple of days later, she did call and we met at her estate.

I had carefully chosen a nice linen suit and accessories that downplayed my terrific 40DD’s figuring her focus would on the job, but when I saw Angela, my dick attempted to escape. She greeted me wearing a simple tennis dress that strained to contain her massive natural orbs and couldn’t conceal the dimples from her thick nipples. The dress tapered rapidly to her narrow waist and then flared to cover her hips but her slender and tanned legs were highlighted by the bright whiteness of the fabric.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she smiled and said, "Miss Marlowe, come in and I’ll give you what little I know."

"Call me Patty. I’m more comfortable with first names."

She answered, "Okay, I’m Angel," as I followed her to the den. There she gave me all her personal documents along with a brief history of her life that began in foster care and ended with great wealth after the death of her husband. I didn’t get every word because I was so distracted by the sway of her naturally full melons, her perfect features, and a momentary daydream of us fucking. For a vision like Angel, I’d reverse my surgery and return to my former effeminate male physique, but she never gave a hint of interest and I was left to concentrate on finding her past.

The fastest approach was to start where she was born. Carrying her consent form with power of attorney and the recent open records rulings for adopted adults, I was able to learn the names of her birth parents. However, the records weren’t electronically filed so I couldn’t search for the birth of any siblings. Also, there was no record of the parent’s marriage. I did head over to Children’s Services and got the list of her foster parents, then went and searched the death records to eliminate those who’d died. My final stop was at the library where I thumbed through old phone directories and cross referenced with current listings hoping that some hadn’t moved in the intervening years.

Studying all the information I had gathered, I realized her birth parents were just teenagers at the time. Using the listed addresses, I finally headed for their high school and the appropriate yearbook. More searching and grunt work and I began the most tedious and difficult part of the job, interviewing uninterested people trying to extract useful information.

Barb Steggmacher and Angel’s mother appeared to be good friends based on comments and photos I’d seen, and there was only one listed in the phone book so I called, learned it was the same person, and headed to meet her. Figuring she must’ve been the usual unattractive spinster, I was quite surprised when the nicely built brunette who answered the door introduced herself as Barb. Minutes later, it was like we were old school buddies as she recounted her memories and I wondered why a very attractive woman who didn’t look her age was still single.

"Yes," she said, "Sarah (Angel’s mom) was my best friend until Tom (Angel’s father) came along. Before Tom, we were closer than sisters...in every way. At first, we were all ‘friends’ and hung out together, but I could tell he wanted more. I warned her, but she reassured me that it was platonic. Three months after New Years, Sarah told me she was pregnant. One fuck from Mr. Jock and everything changed. Care for a drink?"

"Sure...thanks. Guess he had potent sperm," I said following her to the bar where she poured us both some bourbon.

"Too potent for his own good...," she snapped as she handed it to me. "He screwed her and I got screwed as well. I truly hated him and swore off of men."

"I’m sorry for you, Barb. Sometimes, people get ‘tunnel’ vision and forget about others."

"Patty...you’re so sweet. We’ve just met and you already understand, don’t you?" and suddenly she just kissed me full on the lips.

My free hand gently brushed her firm breast as my tongue teased her lips feeling Barb’s hand gently rubbing the cheeks of my ass. I felt a stirring in my dormant prick, but knew it had to be business before pleasure so I ended the kiss and said, "Barb...maybe later."

"Sooner...not later...," she answered as her lips kissed my nose. "Now, where was I? Tom quit school and enlisted to earn money turning down foregoing potential athletic scholarships. They didn’t get married before he was shipped to Viet Nam where he was killed just after Angel was born."

"What happened with Sarah and her daughter?" I asked.

"I don’t know. It was guilt ‘by association’ for me according to her parents, and our relationship was severed. If you’re interested in ‘sooner’, I do know how you can reach Sarah’s younger sister," she answered with a sly smile.

"Sooner is fine with me," was my response as I took off my jacket inhaling so my 40DD’s surged against my lace bra and blouse.

"If you’ll join me, I just may find what I’m looking for in the bedroom," Barb said as she walked away pulling her top over her head and kicking off her shoes.

"Lead the way," and I stepped out of my shoes and began unbuttoning my blouse. I followed her tight ass admiring her slender back as my blouse joined the growing trail on the floor and started unfastening my skirt watching her take her shorts off. As I entered the room, we were both only wearing our bras and panties as Barb watched my melons bobbing as I joined her.

"Patricia, you’ve had a bit of help shaping that body but it is mouth watering," and we embraced rubbing our mammaries together as we began kissing and nipping each other’s lips while our hands explored the other’s soft body. Soon our hands were unfastening bras and our naked breasts were touching. Our passion grew and I could feel her warmth radiating from our chests to our groins where my awakening meat struggled to be freed.

"Let’s lay down where we’ll both be more comfortable," and Barb led me to her oversized bed as she stepped out of her panties. When she turned, her neatly trimmed pussy was already glistening with her love juices and I began sliding my custom panties down. I bent over and pushed them to the floor before standing back up so she would get the full effect of my stiffened cock pointing directly at her.

Barb was shocked and yelled, "Holy shit! What are you? What is that?"

"I’m the answer to your prayers, Barb," I answered as I moved to her, "And I know you’ll never forget me," as I began kissing her nipples to life. She didn’t move but her growing tips told me she was not leaving. As I cradled each breast and sucked each nipple to erection, her hands began wandering over my breasts and belly as her passion was renewed. Her hands were avoiding my swollen dick, but her kisses on my ears and neck silently urged me on, and when I paused, her mouth began ministering to tits while I fondled her milky orbs.

"Barb," I whispered, "Let’s go to bed."

She stopped, lifted her head looking straight into my eyes and quietly said, "Yes...I want to," and she took my hand leading me onto her bed. We knelt and embraced again with our protruding nipples poking the other. This time, however, it was slightly different as my hot erection slid between her legs and nestled against her soaking love slit. I held Barb and could feel thirty years of hate melting with each passing moment.

Her expectation of a familiar woman on woman love session had been abruptly changed though her sexual passions were aroused. Then Barb almost silently uttered, "Pat, I’ve never touched a penis."

"You like how it feels between your legs?"

"God... yes...better than I could’ve imagined," and I felt her legs clamp together.

"Relax, Barb," and I felt her thighs part so I slowly rubbed my reddened knob along the length of her dripping gash. After three or four strokes, the new sensations Barb was experiencing coupled with her initial shock and acceptance sparked an orgasm that completely filled every nerve of her being. I continued holding her as I felt the spasms race across her body and fluids oozing from her crack onto my swollen meat.

Minutes later she said, "I’ve never felt anything that intense. Can anything be better?"

"The good times are just beginning, Barb. Lay down and enjoy," I answered and we finally separated.

She fell onto her back but I didn’t want to just ‘pump and run’. Rather, I wanted Barb to be in control of her own pleasure though having her on top might just be too much for her first time, so I laid down next to her and motioned her onto her side. I eased behind her so my thick dick was bumping against the back of her thighs and she quickly raised a leg so my love probe rested against her puffy lips. With my warm nipples poking into her back and my hand caressing her firm breast, we just cuddled until I felt Barb’s fingers gently touching my erection.

Slowly, she felt around the helmet shaped tip then along the thick cum tube along the underside and finally to my peach sized gonads. Her exploration fired her desires once again and Barb began pressing the swollen plum sized tip between her labia. Further her hand pressed until I felt the heat of her vaginal opening. Her hips slowly rolled forward engulfing my tip inside her love tunnel as another wave of tremors coursed through her. The psychological barrier was broken! My hot and thick cock was in Barb’s juicy cunt.

I waited for her body to recover before I kissed her ear and whispered, "Roll on top, Barb."

Both of us moved and I gently raised her back letting her look down to see my swollen dick.

"I can’t fit that monster in me," she said as her fingers traced the length of it, "But...I’m gonna die trying," as her hand cupped my testicles.

Her fingers wrapped around my member and Barb began inching her ass down as my tip burrowed deeper into her vagina. Her moist tunnel warmly welcomed my intruder as it continued snaking into the virgin recesses until I felt my tip bump against her cervix.

"Patty. It won’t go any further," was her reaction.

"Lay down and just relax, Barb," and I pulled her back burning my nipples into her smooth back as my hands encircled each of her firm orbs.

Suddenly, Barb screamed, "OOOHHHH......GGGOOOODDDD," as we both felt the mouth of her womb slowly spread allowing my plum sized tip in and shudders of pleasure raced through Barb.

This time, it took quite a while before I heard, "You were so right...that was incredible. More?"

"As much as you like. Sit it and then spin around so we’re facing each other," and Barb did. Her hands naturally rested on my silicone enhanced mounds as I moved her hips back pressing my engorged prick against her protruding clit. She immediately understood and gently rolled her hips back and forth letting her love button slide against the thickened underside of my dick. The sexual excitement within her intensified once again and my fingers trapped her swollen nipples while I watched her face radiate the pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.

I waited as Barb’s gentle rocking motions continued; then she began bobbing up and down. Her eyes opened as she smiled at me before she whispered, "I can’t stop moving. It feels s-o-o-o good...so good...." as her eyes closed again.

Her breathing grew rapid and her movements sped up. Barb’s body was moving on instinct and it was starting to churn the juices trapped in my gonads. The quiet was broken with the sound of our bodies smacking together as she pulled up almost releasing my meat before impaling herself. All control had left her body as Barb stuffed and emptied her cunt with my cock. Raw passion consumed her and nothing could stop her. Her body was bouncing faster and faster and her hands were squeezing my tits as grunts of delight oozed from her mouth.

In an instant, she froze as I felt her vaginal canal begin contracting along my buried love probe before a cry, "YYYYEEEESSSS....YYYYEEESSSS," and Barb collapsed onto me as my balls released their juice spraying a coating of my seed against the walls of her womb. With each throb of my meat, her body reacted as if every nerve ending had been ignited.

It continued sporadically even as I felt the stiffness begin to leave my buried prick until Barb finally recovered enough to gently kiss my lips, eyes, and nose before quietly saying, "Thank you...I never dreamed anything could feel so wonderful. Don’t leave...ever."

"Ever is a long time...tonight I’m here," as my arms held her warm body and the fluids from our lovemaking oozed out from her sopping tunnel.

Soon we were in the shower cleaning each other. Barb’s dislike for a penis was gone and her hands eagerly lathered it with strokes that were also intended to stimulate me while my hands soaped her fleshy titflesh. After rinsing and drying ourselves, we smoothed lotion all over and Barb’s fingers continually were drawn to my dick like magnetic attraction. After a life of abstinence, she was addicted to the feel and insisted on more.

Once back on the bed, Barb said, "Help me, Patty. I want to give you pleasure. What do I do?"

"What you’ve always done, Barb," as I kissed each of her breasts before straddling her with my semi-soft cock hanging above her mouth while I tongued her gash.

I felt her hands wrap around my meat and her lips begin pecking my tip as my fingers opened the petals of her pussy. I licked inside the folds as her tongue traced the veins along my length then around my nuts.

"Am I doing it right?" she asked while her hands milked my awakening prick.

I paused and answered, "Of course....whatever moves you," and my lips returned to her emerging clit and began sucking.

Barb got the message and began surrounding my knob with her lips as her tongue danced across the sensitive tip using her hands to slide it in and out. I could feel it swell as more length filled her mouth. Soon, her mouth was gulping more cock as her fingers moved to my pendulous mammaries and swinging testicles. Barb’s legs were spread wide giving me unlimited access and letting me lap her pussy as her oral manipulations grew more confident with every suck and lick.

Her efforts had succeeded in fully stretching my cock to its maximum length and girth and I wanted to give her all of it. I moved off Barb and positioned myself on my knees between her outstretched legs.

Holding my tip against her labia, I looked at her saying, "You want it?"

"Fuck me, Patricia. Fuck me silly," as her hands urged my butt forward forcing her lips apart.

My helmet shaped probe eased through her vaginal opening and drove into her love canal. Barb wasn’t waiting and began moving her ass toward me funneling my cock deeper and the only interruption was a slight pause at as the mouth of her womb accepted my assault. Seconds later, my balls bounced against her inner thighs and I felt spasms of delight as she climaxed.

In her heightened state, I began running my erection in and out of her loudly slurping cunt as my mouth teased her nipples. Barb’s body was writhing and twisting trying to wring every single bit of joy from my thrusting member. I kept pounding away listening to her audible grunts and moans as multiple orgasms racked her body. Her mind was bewildered by all of the stimulations and her hands moved from her tits to mine, from her clit to my ass, and my sexual desires were mounting.

Barb lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist trying to pull my whole body inside. Then her mouth clamped around one of my nipples and she began suckling while she rammed her middle finger straight up my ass. The shocking penetration combined with her look of total abandonment boiled my gonads and jets of sperm began blasting into her womb as I joined her in a total release.

I was able to lower myself onto Barb’s body before I completely relaxed, and neither of moved for a long time. No words needed to be spoken as we relished each other’s warmth. I finally rolled to one side with her and that’s the way we slept until morning.

Leaving Barb could’ve been difficult, but she knew I had much to do and only asked that we stay in touch. She did give me some more insight into Angel’s family and her aunt’s name and address. I made it back to the motel and entered all the information in my laptop before e-mailing Angel a progress report.

She e-mailed back saying she was disappointed to never know her father but appreciated the photo scans from the yearbook. At least she had faces to attach to the names and was excited by what I’d already learned.

With the information from Barb, I called her aunt and, after briefly explaining my request, was knocking at her door fifteen minutes later.

When Martha Wilscom opened the door, I almost did a double take, and could only wish she wasn’t related to Angel Miller. It was apparent that my client’s beauty and build came from her mother’s gene pool. The blonde hair, blue eyes and amply endowed body somewhat concealed by her frumpy housecoat suggested I was looking at Angel’s sister and not her aunt.

"Ms. Marlowe. Is it true? You’re here on behalf of my niece?"

"That’s right, Mrs. Wilscom. May I come in?"

"Oh...of course...and I’m Martie," and I followed her and listened as she continued, "Ever since my husband died, I’ve hoped and prayed that somehow I could make contact with her. I’m so happy that she made the effort. I’m so happy," and she hugged me tightly mashing her incredibly full breasts against mine.

"Martie, I’m glad I’m the one who could bring such good news," as I felt her tears of joy against my blouse, "Could you tell me how I can contact your sister?"

"I wish I could," she answered, "but she died during Angela’s birth. One of those one in a million things. My folks couldn’t handle another young child so Angela was put up for adoption."

"And your parents?"

"They both died. Angela is the only family I have."

"Then, I think the best thing for you is to talk to your niece right now. Okay?"

She released me so I could speed dial my cellphone and when Angel answered, I said, "Mrs. Miller, I’d like you to speak with your mother’s sister, Martie," and I passed her the phone after hearing a gleeful shriek through the ear piece.

Thirty minutes later, the phone’s battery started to give out and they had to end their conversation, but that was just the beginning. I was on the next plane home with Martie and Angel Miller met us at the airport. After tears and hugs, I waved goodbye to the two who left with arms wrapped around each other.

In the office the next day, I finished up my report and was preparing to mail it when my phone rang and Mrs. Miller asked if I would hand deliver the file.

An hour later, I pulled through the gates to the Miller estate, parked and was about to press the bell when Angel opened the door wearing a robe, smiled at me, and then kissed me passionately on my lips before saying, "You’ve changed my life, Patty, and I want to thank you. Come in and join us," and I followed the bumps of her ass to the pool where Martie waited in a matching robe.

Standing side by side, the similarities between Martie and Angel were mind boggling and I commented, "If I didn’t know, I’d swear you were sisters."

"Thanks for the compliment," said Martie, "But what’s more strange is how much we think alike...and what our passions are."

"You’re kidding me, right?" I responded.

 

"Patricia. I’m not fooling," and Martie walked to me and mashed her mouth against mine with as much fervor as her niece as her hands groped my ass and tits.

When she paused, I had nothing to say. I was totally confused, and then both of them slid their robes off letting me see their fabulous nude bodies. Two fantastic looking blonde women with naturally full and firm mammaries that only an artist could imitate, slender waists that flared to perfectly proportioned hips leading to firm elegant legs that framing trimmed blonde patches of hair barely hiding their pussies.

"You do want to join us, Patty," I heard Angel say as I absorbed the beauty in front of my eyes and felt my cock twitch with anticipation when she continued, "Martie and I found out how much we really love each other, and we both want to love you," as she walked to me.

The woman I thought was physical perfection and her identical aunt were both absolutely naked and standing inches away asking me to make love. How could I refuse?

They knew it as well as their hands began teasing my bra encased breasts artfully exciting my nipples into protrusion while their mouths kissed and nibbled my ears as Angel whispered, "Let’s go inside."

I was the dressed meat between two gorgeous and naked females as we walked with arms around waists and phenomenal milk filled orbs swayed against my silicone filled tits straight into Angel’s lavish bedroom.

"This is more cozy, isn’t it," she whispered as her fingers undid my blouse and Martie worked on my skirt.

Seconds later, I was only wearing my bra and panties; then my breasts swung free as Martie peeled my panties off before I heard, "Pat’s everything we hoped...and so much more," and felt her mouth quickly engulfing my awakening cock.

Angel looked down to see her aunt inhaling a growing erection, then her eyes returned to mine as a smile grew across her beautiful face and she said, "You’re a surprising person, Pat. A very appetizing woman above the waist and a very healthy male below. The absolutely perfect combination for us," and her lips and mine locked, our tongues began jousting, and our hands began exploring the other’s warm melons. Her delicate touch had my nipples fully distended and aching for more.

Below, Martie’s oral abilities made my dick swell and thicken almost choking her, but she quickly adjusted continuing sucking and licking while fondling my gonads. A few more minutes and I would’ve drowned her with cum, but the three of us were just starting and I expected so much more excitement that I controlled my urge.

When our kiss ended and Martie stood up, and they each wrapped a hand around my stiff member leading me onto their bed where I turned and began awakening Martie’s perfectly shaped pussy. Angel’s head ended up facing my prick and her hands pulled my knob to her lips as Martie’s tongue began investigating Angel’s love slit. My tongue moved up and down Aunt Martie’s gash and I watched her legs slightly part exposing more pink flesh. As my tongue teased in and out, her hooded love button appeared and I carefully welcomed it to our orgy.

Angel’s lips and tongue matched her aunt in technique and my meat strained with the flood of pleasure she provided while her fingers tantalized my shaved balls and Martie’s fingers danced around my sensitive nipples. I was disappointed when Angel’s mouth left my engorged member but almost shot my wad when she began sucking each of my testicles into her hot mouth. She may have enjoyed pleasing females but I was glad Angel obviously enjoyed males as well.

Much more and I wouldn’t be able to control myself so I changed the target of my affections and began devouring Angel’s puffy slit as Martie offered her cunt to her niece. Angel released my hot nuts and began lapping as I continued to tongue fuck her juicy hole. I could’ve spent hours enjoying her honeypot but Angel silently indicated she wanted more than my tongue when her hand began fisting my swollen rod.

I moved so I was kneeling between her legs with my purple colored knob pointed directly at her beckoning cavern and just nudged the tip so her labia parted slightly as Angel stopped her loving of Martie’s gash, looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes, and whispered, "Be gentle."

I didn’t know where Martie went and I didn’t care. I could only focus on the gorgeous blonde eagerly awaiting my cock and inched slightly further feeling the heat of her spreading over my entombed knob. My hips eased toward Angel and I felt her warm vaginal canal giving way to my swollen meat as I pressed on. Burrowing deeper, I nudged against her cervix, but it was only a momentary interruption, finally reaching the deepest recesses of her womb while my fingers tantalized Angel’s swollen nipples.

Suddenly, I felt Martie’s hands sliding around my waist from behind and moving up to cradle my breasts, then an oily tip nudging at my anus. My mind was completely disoriented as I allowed Angel’s body to absorb my girth while Martie stuffed something bigger than a finger into my ass. As I paused, Martie’s fake dick found its way into my bowels as her full massive melons pressed against my back.

The sexual excitement of fucking one incredibly beautiful woman and being fucked by another erased any caution. With care, I let my engorged cock slowly slide back and forth feeling the dildo in my ass imitating my movements. The three of us were locked in a dance of stimulation and the moans of our combined pleasure filled the room. Perspiration glistened on our bodies as we continued igniting each other and there was only one conclusion.

My pace increased as the warmth of Angel’s love tunnel soaked my prick. Faster and faster I moved watching Angel’s face radiating her joy, when one of Martie’s hands left my tit and grabbed my hanging balls. She had discoverd the last unstimulated nerve in my body and immediately, my whole body convulsed releasing a torrent of cum inside Angel. The splatter of sperm fueled her orgasm, and Martie’s followed seconds later.

I lowered myself onto Angel and began kissing her face and lips as our breasts mashed together while Martie’s mouth covered my neck and shoulders with her kisses before withdrawing the anal plug in my ass. Slowly, I moved to Angel’s side letting my eyes enjoy the fabulous shape of her magnificent breast as my body, and cock, began relaxing.

Finally, my spent meat slipped from Angel’s pussy, and I rolled onto my back as my mind recalled the wonderful feeling I had just enjoyed. What I wasn’t prepared for was Martie’s mouth begin ressurecting my soft member by feeding it down her gullet. Her throat muscles literally felt like hundreds of fingers dancing along my length and I began swelling immediately. With her hands alternating between my testicles and my root, my dick was fully erect and ready as she squatted over it, and seconds later, Martie was completely impaled on my engorged cock.

Now I realized the anal intruder was double ended as I saw Angel moving behind Martie with part of the dildo stuffed in her cunt and the knobby end freely swaying like her mammaries. Martie saw what Angel was ‘wearing’, smiled, and leaned forward letting her pendulous orbs swing directly above my waiting lips as she awaited her niece’s present. My lips immediately began teasing her thick nipples as Angel pressed the plastic cock against her asshole. The gasp Martie uttered told me Angel‘s anal toy had entered, and I could feel the bumpy surface against my encased meat as Angel drove it in.

Martie’s moans of pleasure rekindled my urges and my began pummeling her cunt as I continued working her swollen nubbins, then she sneered, "Suck my milk, Pat," and her hands squeezed her milk filled mass jetting warm squirts down my throat.

We were a trio of writhing and sweaty bodies as our grunts filled the air. The tempo accelerated with Martie’s breasts swaying back and forth and Angel’s ass pounding. My prick was slopping in and out of her gushing crack as I battered her and then, Angel’s hand grabbed my nuts setting off another orgasm that drained my balls, flooded Martie’s womb, and completed Angel’s climax as well.

Though the pleasure of screwing two dynamic women with incredible bodies twice left me completely empty physically and sexually, the knowledge that I had reunited a family was rewarding and fulfilling. The three of us were totally spent and quietly held one another letting our bodies calm knowing the experiences of the past few days had been unbelievable for everyone.

 

 

 

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