“Keep going,” Martha said.
She fucked Davis with her mouth as Susan sucks and kissed his balls.
As he dug his fingers into the sofa to prepare to cum, Martha stopped and pushed Susan away. “Get back to your spot until I need you again.”
Susan crawled back and knelt with her hands in her lap. Her chin was shiny with her own spit and probably some of Martha’s too. Susan actually smiled. “I’ll be here for anything you need, ma’am. Anything at all.”
“Very good,” Martha said. “I think you both will fit in here nicely. Yes, fit in nicely.”
Martha slid her arms out of her red dress and pushed it down past her breasts and stomach to her waist. She pinched her nipples and then rubbed her hands over her enormous breasts. Davis wanted to suck on them, but she wrapped them around his cock and he fit in there nicely just like she said. She rubbed them together over his cock, but then pulled off.
Martha stood in front of Davis and he thought he was getting his chance. He opened his mouth. She said, “Spit between them.”
He worked up his saliva and spit. She rubbed them up and down together. She spread them again.
“Spit more.”
He spit again and she rubbed.
Martha turned and bent over in front of Susan. Davis watched her ass spread in the red dress. It rode up until he saw the very hint of her shaved pussy peeking out from under the end of the dress.
“Spit.”
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Susan did.
“Come on. I saw you do better than that. Don’t make me ram that cock down your throat again to get the spit I need.”
Susan said, “Whatever you want, ma’am.”
She did spit again though.
Martha turned back with her tits glistening between and stroked Davis with them. After a while, she stood and ordered Davis. “Spit.”
He did.
She turned and did the same to Susan.
Martha rubbed her tits together and then said, “Suck my nipples, Susan.”
Davis leaned out and watched Susan suck and lick Martha’s nipples. He started stroking his own hard, wet cock.
Martha turned back and he moved his hand away like he thought he would get in trouble. Martha said nothing about it. He watched her wet nipples bob as she slid up and down his length.
“Get over here, Susan, and take out your tits.”
Susan crawled forward and slowly pulled her arms out. Martha grew impatient and yanked Susan’s dress down in the front. Davis stared at the satin bra and the breasts that weren’t as big as Martha’s, but still big. Martha snapped her fingers on the front clasp and the bra flew open showing how pink Susan’s nipples were. Susan let her bra fall away.
“Slide him between.”
Susan took hold of her breasts and wrapped them around Davis’s cock. She held them together so tight. Martha spit, licked around the head, and spit again. Susan started stroking. Martha stood and fed her nipple into Davis’s mouth. He sucked and licked as he watched Susan work his cock with breasts he had never been allowed to touch before.
Martha periodically spit down on Susan’s tits to keep them lubricated. Sometimes she hit right on Davis’s cock. Sometimes she missed and it ran down the outside of Susan’s breasts. Susan rubbed it back into place and kept going.
Martha stepped back and pulled her dress down showing perfect pussy and ass. She leaned down and pulled Susan’s dress down and over her knees.
“Did I tell you to wear panties?”
Susan kept stroking. “No. I’m sorry.”
Martha yanked those down too and Davis stared at Susan in all her glory.
Martha pushed Susan back and bent over with her ass in Susan’s face. “Spit.”
Susan spit right into the crack.
“Rub it in.”
Susan used two fingers to stroke her spit into Martha’s ass and down along her pussy.
“Spit again.”
Susan did.
“Have you ever pleasured a woman?”
“No.” Susan whispered.
Martha pulled her head forward. “Start.”
Susan stuck out her tongue and licked with enthusiasm.
“Around the clit. Yes. Use your fingers inside too. Oh, that’s perfect.”
Davis stroked himself.
“Lay down on the couch, Susan.”
Davis scooted out of the way and Susan laid down on the other end. Martha put her face in Susan’s pussy and Susan moaned as she quivered.
Martha knelt with her ass flared up at Davis. “Do me.”
He started licking.
“No, fuck me, stupid.”
He rose up on his knees and drove his cock in without being told twice. He gripped Martha’s hips and slammed into her shaking her tits and bouncing her face over Susan’s pussy. Susan was heaving for breath as she watched Davis with her eyes half open. She tugged at one of her own nipples and held her other hand up in the air in a fist and twirled it. Then, she made a pounding motion with her fist.
She smiled and Davis started slamming Martha harder.
Martha rose up off of Susan and moaned. “Oh, yes, is this how you fuck Susan, Davis?”
“I’ve never had sex with her before.”
He had never had actual sex with anyone, but he wasn’t going to drop that information, if he could help it.
“Oh, God,” Martha said. “We have to fix that.”
She pulled away from Davis and his cock felt cold in the air. Martha slid off the couch on her knees. She held Susan’s legs spread. “Show her what she’s missing.”
Susan breathed. “Oh, fuck me, Davis. I want you now.”
He crawled between her legs. Davis took a deep breath and then another. He couldn’t believe this was about to happen – that any of this was happening. Martha reached over and spread Susan’s pussy open with two fingers. Susan licked her lips and then cupped one of Martha’s breasts before sucking on the nipple again.
Davis thought he was going to hyperventilate.
He guided the head of his cock to his girlfriend’s pussy for the first time. It was so tight he could barely push in. He thought he was doing something wrong.
Susan moaned over Martha’s breast. “Don’t stop. Give it to me now. Fill me up, Davis. Do it now.”
He held the base of his cock and pushed into the tight hole inch by inch. Her muscles pulsed and went from relaxed to even tighter. He felt Martha’s fingers slide down both sides of his cock as he slowly entered Susan.
His balls rested against her ass and he realized that he was all the way in. He wanted to go deeper. If the inside of Martha’s pussy was warm, then Susan’s was hot. He pulled back and thrust back in. And then again. Each time he drew back the air felt cold around her wetness, but then he drove back into her heat and it felt like where he belonged.
Martha started twirling her fingers over Susan’s clit and Susan started thrusting up again Davis’s motion. He leaned down and sucked on Susan’s nipples as he drove into her over and over.
Susan’s eyes rolled back in her head and she screamed out in pleasure.
Martha moved her hand back around behind Davis and rubbed his balls and cock as he thrust in and out. He felt himself going over.
“I’m going to cum.”
“Not inside me,” Susan said.
“I’ll take it.” Martha seized his cock and pulled him out.
Davis felt his balls tighten against his body and Martha took half his cock into her mouth. He felt and saw his cock throb between her lips as he unloaded his cum over and over. He thought she was swallowing, but then his cum ran out both sides of her mouth around his cock and dribbled onto her huge tits.
She pulled off of him and gently licked the head of his cock over and over stroking him until he was spent.
Martha left Davis on the sofa and positioned her mouth over Susan’s like she wanted to kiss. Her cheeks were puffed out. Susan smiled and then opened her mouth with her tongue out. Martha spit what remained o
f Davis’s load into Susan’s mouth. He was surprised how much cum it was.
Martha licked her lips and then Susan’s lips. “Swallow.”
Susan obeyed. “What do you think of our work, Martha?”
As she spoke, Susan’s foot slid over into Davis’s lap and she stroked his cock against his stomach with it.
Martha smiled. “I have positions for both of you. Welcome, to a long, fruitful relationship with your new dream job.”
Susan smiled again. “I think we’ll be very happy here.”
Davis nodded, but then dropped his head back against the back of the sofa with his eyes closed. He still felt Susan’s foot on him as his cock grew hard again. Then, he felt Martha’s mouth kissing and licking him and Susan’s foot.
It seemed that his work here was never done.
Story 15
“Your special day is coming up, isn't it?” The gorgeous, mature woman asked.
“Is it?” The young man, Harry, replied.
The MILF was, of course, talking to her stepdaughter's boyfriend. Harry and Gwen had been dating for quite some time leading up to their first day of college. Though the two had never gone beyond a little peck on the cheek or accidental feel-up when they bumped against each other in a tight space. The kind of place that Harry desperately wanted to ram his fitfully throbbing cock!
“Yes, you and Gwen will be heading off to school – saying goodbye to her old nag of a mother!”
“Oh, stop it mom!” Gwen laughed, swatting her stepmother in the arm. She wasn't actually related to Nicole, the tasty mother. Gwen's father had remarried the woman just a few years ago – but the two girls had grown quite close, so much so in fact, that Gwen had no qualms about referring to her as mom. “I'm sure you'll still find a way to nag me on the phone or spam my e-mail with random crap, as usual.”
“I don't know, Gwenny... not with that attitude!” Nicole smirked, as she leaned in close to Harry. “Maybe I'll just send ol' Harry here a few dirty messages instead.”
“What?!” Harry gasped, nearly tipping over backward in his chair as they sat around the kitchen table. He had scarcely been listening to the conversation at all, but of course... that particular combination of words popped him right back to life. It was difficult for the youthful lad to focus on anything other than the pair of glorious tits seated just on the other side of the table. For what Gwen lacked in the tit department, her stepmother Nicole certainly made up for it! Those wondrous milf boobs... packed so tightly into that shirt, complete with a naughty push-up bra driving the heavenly spheres ever higher! The impeccable cleavage drawing in fanciful Harry's eye... utterly against his will, of course. Or so he'd try to have Gwen believe. Though it wasn't hard to see just how often his gaze would dart back to the lusty mother's chest.
But who could blame him? Gwen, at first, was a bit peeved by the ordeal. Although, as time went on she began to see where the virgin lad was coming from. Nicole did, after all, have a sweet rack! Gwen could admit that much, to herself at least, never to anyone else. And it would be a lie to say that she had not stolen a glance or two at the perfectly proportioned, immaculately shaped breasts. Lord knows Nicole showed them off every second she could!
For even though the lady was slightly older, she kept that body in tip-top shape. From the curvy hips to the juicy thighs and that neatly trimmed treat between her thighs! Everything was made to tempt. A true milf in every sense of the word. Her vulpine features could entice any man to do the worst of deeds – and they often thought of performing them on Nicole! She possessed the kind of body which made virgins squirm with delight, rushing off to the nearest restroom so they could rub one out to her image. Harry had done that more than a few times since dating Gwen! Even in the MILF's own bathroom!
It was the time they invited him over for the dinner, and he had spilled juice by accidentally knocking it over while staring Nicole's sizable tits. The stepmother, being the gracious host, had rushed over to clean it up with a towel. The real trouble started when she spun around in front of the young man and then tipped forward, bending over to wipe up the mess – and in doing so, Harry thought of creating an entirely different kind of mess, all over her delectable ass! The MILF had been wearing a pair of tight yoga pants that day. And my god! Everything was visible as she bent over... the skin-tight material hugging seamlessly around her every contour, exposing everything. EVERYTHING! The horny, inexperienced boy caught his first glimpse of her alluring camel toe. The sight of which sent him tearing off the bathroom, barely even excusing himself from the table.
A quick, “Gotta go!” was all he had said.
They figured him for a case of small bladder syndrome – but Gwen had her sneaking suspicion that the attractive cougar had intentionally aroused the lad, just for the fun of it.
And oh my, what fun he did have! Secluding himself away in the nearby bathroom. Locked in there with his massive boner, stiff as a board and ready to fire! Never had he been so stimulated in his life. The splatter of cum erupting from his cock and coating the nearby bra of Nicole's (which had been left there from earlier in the evening) was the best orgasm of his life, up until that point, of course. It's not worth mentioning what lengths he went to to conceal his little taboo act of love in the MILF's bathroom... but it was quite inventive, dirty, and oh so satisfying to say the least.
But back at the house, Nicole resumed her sordid conversation.
“Yeah, how about a message or two, Harry?” She nudged him in the ribs with a dainty hand. “What do you kids call it now? Cybering?
“OH MY GOD MOM!” Gwen shouted, blushing heavily. “Just shut up! Now what are you wanting to know. Yes, we're going to school soon!”
“Oh now honey, calm down...” Nicole laughed, still smiling at Harry. “We're just kidding around, aren't we Harry?”
And with that, the lusty mother glanced down at his crotch – he was sure of it! Harry just knew that she had, indeed, took a peek at the growing erection in his pants. As if inspecting her dirty work, and yep, sure enough... the young man did not disappoint! His southern staff perked right up at the idea of doing anything sexual with the bombshell MILF before him.
“I, uh...” He stuttered. “School, yeah? I go to school!”
“Thank you for that enlightening revelation, Harry,” Gwen replied, rolling her eyes.
“Yes, very kind of you to confirm,” Nicole winked. “Now... as I was saying! Since it's your first day of college soon, why don't I take you two to the store and you can pick out a few outfits on me.”
“Try outfits on you?” Harry inquired, quite serious in tone.
“What the hell, Harry?” Gwen raised her hands, palms up.
“Oh no, just joking!” He tried to cover. “Yeah that would be great, Nicole. Wouldn't it Gwen?”
“Uh-huh... I bet it would,” his girlfriend eyed him over.
Nicole, on the other hand, found herself smiling quite sinisterly – once more having planted the lewd seed in his mind.
“Great then! I'll get my keys,” Nicole nodded. She then stood up, quite rapidly, causing those impressive tits to jiggle up and down. The push-up bra beneath her shirt straining to hold in the mouth-watering funbags. Harry, meanwhile, did his best to refrain from leaping out of his chair and taking hold of the two feminine spheres and sucking forcefully on the hard nipples, squeezing at the supple flesh. That would have to remain a fantasy... for now.
***
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“Here we are, kiddos!” Nicole laughed, pretending to be the stereotypical soccer mom dropping off the kids at practice. But, her figure was anything but...
And the way Harry had his eyes glued to her plump lips, just wondering what they would look like while wrapped around his meaty shaft.
“Wipe off that drool, Harry!” Gwen shouted. “And mom, quit being such a moron! Don't try to embarrass me... we're not 14 anymore!”
“Oh calm down, honey... Let's have some fun, right Harry?” Nicole winked, and it appeared here to Harry that
luscious MILF gave an intentional squeezing together of her elbows, causing the magnificent breasts to press against one another – resulting in a wondrous display of cleavage. The kind of tempting, full, cougar jugs that would drive anyone crazy!
The horny virgin didn't stand a chance... he knew it would take every ounce of concentration to refrain from popping a boner right then and there. How could his eager southern staff possibly remain flaccid when that sexy stepmother was right there taunting him!
Especially considering that they'd most likely be perusing through some lingerie racks...
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