Sarah, Lisa, and Greg Grow Older

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, Fiction, Light Bond, Polygamy/Polyamory, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Squirting, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Analingus, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Do the lust and love fade with age when one finds the right partners? [This story is the end of the Sarah and Greg Series.]

PREVIOUSLY IN THE SARAH (AND LISA) AND GREG SERIES Sarah, Lisa, and Greg are a happily married triad with two children, Amy and Paul, now 17 and 15 respectively. They live in a suburban community and are accepted by their neighbors.

THE LOSS OF BETTY JOHNSON The years passed until Amy was a senior in high school and Paul was a sophomore. It had not been all sunshine and roses, but the kids knew they were loved and respected by their parents, which led to their never doing anything which put them in too much trouble. And like most teenagers, it seemed like they would survive those years (and without anything stupid being posted on YouTube).

One day that fall, Sarah got a call at work. As the person on the other end was talking to her, she teared up. When she hung up, she broke down. Her boss was walking by her office and checked on her. Sarah had just received a call that her mother, Betty, had died. It had not been unexpected, but at the same time, the moment was never expected.

Sarah called Greg, who wrapped up some items at work and then left to pick up Sarah. He called Lisa on the way to let her know. When the children got home after school, they were surprised to see their dad – Greg was on the phone making travel arrangements. Lisa was getting things together like they were about to take a trip. When the kids heard Sarah upstairs crying, it was obvious something was wrong.

Greg told the kids about their Grandma Betty and asked the kids to sit down in the living room because there was something else that they needed to tell them. Kids looked confused but sat down on the couch, still trying to figure out how they should react. Lisa went upstairs to get Sarah.

When Sarah came down, both kids gave her a big hug, which she greatly appreciated. Sarah sat in the chair facing the couch where the kids sat. Greg and Lisa sat on the love seat so they could see Sarah and both kids. Once all five were together, Greg began, "Amy, Paul, before we go to your grandmother's funeral, there is something which you both need to know." Paul's mind shot off on a tangent and hoped that Grandma Betty had been a spy.

After a pause while Greg tried to figure out how to tell them, Lisa interjected, "There will be a number of people there who knew your mother when she was a child." Amy and Paul still were not sure where this was going, but so little of Mama Sarah's childhood was ever said that they wondered what the big secret was.

Greg continued, "There is something you need to know about your Mama Sarah." Another long pause. Sarah looked at her kids wondering how they were going to react. They had both been very young when she had her SRS. At that moment, she wondered why they had not told the kids sooner. "Your mother... , " Greg stumbled and paused again.

With so much going on in Sarah's head, she blurted out, "I was born into the wrong body!"

The kids looked really confused. Amy asked, "You mean reincarnation?"

Sarah laughed in catharsis. Lisa said, "No, honey, that's not what she means."

Sarah was not able to answer; the fears of telling people were not a distant enough memory. Greg finished telling the children, "Your beautiful mother was born into a boy's body." The children tried to process this, making sure they heard correctly. "She has looked like a woman since before I met her, but she had the reassignment surgery when you," looking at Amy, "were two," then looking at Paul, "and a few months old."

The kids sat there in stunned silence for what seemed to Sarah like an hour but was really only a minute. Amy looked at her Mama Sarah, took a deep breath like she was about to say something, but then remained silent. Paul looked at all three parents, opened his mouth, but said nothing. Finally the silence was broken by Paul saying, "Whoa!"

Amy started laughing; her parents were not sure how to interpret this reaction. Paul looked at her strangely. When Amy controlled herself, she said, "That explains a whole lot."

Greg asked, "Such as?"

"Well, the lack of any pictures of mom as a child, and the one time Grandma Betty was talking about her daughter, but called her Henry once. I thought she was losing it. And there is this very vague memory of mom with a penis. I assumed I had imagined it and pushed into the back of my memory."

Paul sat there silently still processing it.

Amy was silent for another minute and then exclaimed, "Ah!" She paused in thought for a moment. "That's why I look more like you," pointing at Sarah, "and nothing like you," pointing at Greg. "You," pointing back at Sarah, "are my biological father."

Greg sternly said, "She is your mother, as is Lisa. And I am your father."

"Yes, yes." Amy waved her hand dismissing the need for correction. "She's my mother, but I did use the word, 'biological'."

Paul started laughing, and they all looked at him. He seemed uncontrollable, but he calmed down eventually. Then he became very serious and asked, "Why didn't you tell us before?"

Sarah replied, "At what age do you tell someone this kind of news?"

Paul thought for a moment and shrugged; he had no clue. "I guess there is no good time for it." While still looking at Sarah, he added, "Mom, I love you."

Amy realized she had not said it and quickly add, "Oh yeah, of course, Mom, I love you, too." As they got up to hug Sarah, Sarah burst into tears, releasing as much of the tension inside her as was possible given the past few hours. Her children hugged her tightly to let her know that everything would be alright.

Greg hugged Lisa and said, "We have two amazing children."

"We sure do."

After the kids broke off the hug with Sarah, Paul said, "Wait 'til I tell the guys at school!"

Greg immediately jumped on that, "Paul! You will not tell anyone about this!"

Paul laughed, "I'm just joking, dad. I think my having three parents is about the limit of their understanding right now." He thought for a moment and asked, "I am never to tell anyone about this?"

Lisa answered, "You probably can ... should ... tell your fiancee when you have one."

Sarah stood, hugged her kids again and told them how much she loved them. The family then went to pack with an occasional interruption as the kids had new questions about their Mama Sarah ... and their dad ... and Mama Lisa.

A few days later, the funeral was over, and they were back home – stronger as a family.

ONE SATURDAY IN MIDDLE AGE Four years later, Amy was starting her last year in college, Paul was starting his second year, and the triad were in their mid-fifties. (Lisa would turn 53 the following week.)

One Saturday morning, Greg woke up to a pleasant surprise, Sarah's sucking on his cock. He stirred, indicating he was awake, and Sarah stopped and looked at him. She greeted him, "Good morning. I hope you don't mind ... I was in the mood."

"I don't mind at all," he said. "As a matter of fact, how about swinging your body over here so I can have something nice for breakfast, too."

She laughed a little and swung her body over and planted her cunt on his mouth, before resuming her sucking on his cock. They both moaned softly and thinking that this should be the way to wake up every morning.

Lisa then came into the room from the bathroom. She saw her husband and wife enjoying simple morning pleasures and said, "We're having breakfast in bed!" She walked quickly over to the bed, as Sarah moved her body beside Greg and twisted it so most of it was facing up and toward her lovers. Lisa mounted the bed, swung her leg over Greg, facing Sarah, and moved her cunt within an inch of Greg's mouth. Sarah stayed slowly and tenderly sucking Greg's cock. Since her pussy was facing Lisa, Lisa leaned over and plunged her tongue into it. She moaned as she tasted her wife's snatch (which in Lisa opinion was one of her greatest joys) and as Greg's talented tongue alternated between her clit and inside her pussy.

The three had developed enough stamina and taste for each other over the years and went on snacking on each other for fifteen minutes without losing focus. They took their time, not feeling rushed to finish any time soon. And each in his or her own time would break to breathe and enjoy what was being done to him or her.

After fifteen minutes, Sarah pulled her mouth away from Greg's cock, trying to decide if she wanted to taste Lisa's pussy, but felt that there was still more from his cock, and returned, licking up and down slowly, keeping it hard, but not giving it a happy ending. She knew exactly where she wanted that cock when it spewed its load.

Greg continued to eat Lisa's cunt. He still tried to touch her g-spot with his tongue, but was never sure if he was even close. However, he was slowly getting farther inside her, as his tongue, lips, and nose, immersed themselves in her cunt juice. He loved that smell. He would inhale deeply and then stretch his tongue out and into her. The tip of his tongue stroked inside her pussy, and then as his jaw got tired, he would pull back, and gently and slowly lick Lisa's clit. He had been eating her pussy for a number of years and knew how she liked it for the long sessions. (They had talked about it several times over the course of that last quarter of a century until he got it right.) Occasionally, he would go for something new and pull his head back far enough so that his tongue could reach her ass. He spread her ass cheeks wide and with his hands on her ass, he would lift himself enough to get his lubricated tongue a little ways into her hole. She would squeal in delight when he would do this, but she moaned louder when he was on her pussy.

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