by Unknown
Josh buttoned his shirt as he watched her cum again. Mark looked at Josh through Mandy’s dark hair and winked. They were both covered with a sheen of sweat.
Mark cupped one of her breasts and kissed her neck as he drove up into her. He pulled his hips way back and slammed balls deep back into her over and over. Mandy opened her eyes, but then they rolled up in her head. Mark’s cock seemed to go on forever as he drew it out until the head showed from the edge of Mandy’s lips before he speared back into her.
Josh swallowed and wondered if she would ever be satisfied by him again after Mark was done with her. He might need to bring her back for more sessions. He thought about Mason watching Catherine getting drilled by Mark. He imagined her naked and taken over the desk. Josh licked his lips and wondered if they would be open to experimenting together.
Josh whispered. “At least four times a week.”
Mark’s balls slapped into Mandy’s clit as she quivered in his hands. Then his balls tightened visibly. Josh saw the veiny cock throbbing and wondered if Mark was cumming in her.
He pulled out. “Get on your knees.”
She obeyed and opened her mouth with her tongue out without being told. He blasted two shots into her mouth and she took it. She moved forward to take him into her mouth, but he aimed down and blasted her tits and stomach. He kept stroking and she took the head between her lips sucking off the drips one after another.
Josh saw cum drip out of her stretched pussy and drip on the floor under her. Josh’s jaw dropped open. Mark pulled her up to her feet and kissed her full on the mouth. Josh felt afraid and excited that Mark might tell him to lick the floor clean again under his wife.
When Mark pulled away from Josh’s wife’s mouth, Mandy said, “Thank you.”
“Glad I could help.” He walked around her and smacked her ass with a loud clap that made her stumble forward a couple steps. She yelped and a red handprint formed. Mark sat down behind his desk naked and lifted up a leather bound book. He opened it to the marker and started reading as if he had just been temporarily interrupted. “I’ll let you two see yourselves out. I have another session soon.”
Mandy shook as she retrieved her clothes and dressed. Josh didn’t see her clean off Mark’s cum first. As they walked out together, Mandy took Josh’s hand. Josh said, “Thank you, Mark.”
Mark did not look up from his book and did not answer.
As they walked through the empty waiting room, Mandy leaned on Josh’s side and he put his arm around her. She was shaking and her voice quivered when she spoke. “I can’t even walk straight.”
Josh realized that Mandy was at least touching him again. That was progress from when they had come in. He could smell Mark’s scent on her over the smell of leather. Josh remembered Mason correcting himself to say that his wife had sex at least four times a week. Mason had not said it was four times with him. Josh thought about his wife cumming from Mark’s touch and wondered what the future held.
The End
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Orgasmic Overdrive
Here Already?
“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, bl
ushing 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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“Where to first?” Gwen asked.
“Oh honey, are you letting me decide?” Nicole cackled.
“Well sure... since you'll be paying for it!” Her stepdaughter returned the laugh.
Meanwhile Harry couldn't help but stare at the MILF's sumptuous ass. How glorious it appeared... tucked away in those tight jeans that Nicole wore. And these weren't your standard mom jeans – oh lord, no! They were some piping hot, show off all you got pants! And show they were.
Every curve, every contour, every seductive line and motherly mound. Her plump rump, right there for the taking. The way it extended out from her body like a little shelf, grr! Harry was beside himself with lust. He already felt the grimacing of his cock, wanting to so badly spring to attention, yet his mind doing everything in its power to control the beast! The young virgin felt his manhood throb and pulsate, aching harder than he'd ever felt before.
And all he had to do was divert his eyes, if even for a moment... and after a few moments more, he did try this strategy. But it too was met with abject failure! For right there, where his eyes did wander to the very lovely derriere of Nicole's own stepdaughter, his girlfriend Gwen! She was packing a fantastic booty herself. The two women pretending to stand there so innocently... looking at the clothes and making idle jokes. Harry knew better! They were intentionally teasing him. Their two asses, so pert and tempting. The fanciful lad imagined watching Nicole strip down her jeans, exposing a beautiful butt... as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin.
These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish porn videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate reality with fiction. And that is precisely why his right hand did all the pleasuring at night, as he thought of the two women pleasing his miraculously hard shaft.
But then again... staring at the girls here, right in the store, he couldn't help but grow farther into fantasy. The way they flitted about, pulling articles of clothing from this rack and that rack, then holding it to their taut figures... allowing the material to press tightly against those enticing tits or hugging the voltupuous curves of the older MILF.
Gwen, while possessing a very sexual body, was nowhere near as mature or developed as her stepmother. The younger girl still harbored that youthful, thin figure. Not yet fully grown. Still entirely erotic and fuckworthy... but nothing close to the cougar's shape. A woman who has had time to age and thicken. Those heavenly, juicy thighs of the MILF! My god! Her hourglass figure and that other-wordly booty! It was the kind of physique a young girl could never hope to attain. This perfection was reserved for the older women – and Harry knew it. He stared on, looking back and forth at the women. First at one and then at the other, comparing and noting the differences between them. Impressively thick... super sexy petite... big, wide hips... smaller, shapely waist...
He could never decide which to pick first. It was always a coin toss. And the way his mouth began to water – as that hardening cock prodded the interior of his boxers. Harry was approaching the red zone dangerously fast.
“Typical man!” Gwen shouted, rolling her eyes at the boyfriend. “He doesn't even care one bit, mom.”
“Oh, I don't know honey...” Nicole brought a finger to her lips. “I'd say young Harry there is checking out the goods... aren't you Harry?”
“Huh!? What?!” He sputtered.
And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface.
“Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.
His laser-like focus had apparently been slightly too obvious... but how could he resist such a pair of tits as those? It was impossible!
“Hey Harry, why don't you try these on?” Nicole inquired, holding a pair of shorts into the air. They were decently styled, but nothing overly impressive.
However, given his current plight... the smart lad quickly agreed to the suggestion, and he retrieved them from the MILF right away – running off to the nearest dressing room, eager to jerk off behind closed doors and gain back some sense of actual thought!
“I'll be curious to see how it fits...” Nicole winked.
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“Oh god...” Harry moaned, fallin
g against the side wall of the spacious dressing room, throwing the shorts carelessly to the floor. It had two bench seats and mirrors all around.
With his boner throbbing harder than ever, he tore off his pants in a frantic bid to free the impressive shaft – it had been so forcefully confined in his ever tightening underwear. But now, inside this room... he was free to let it flop about without caution or care.
He immediately set about gripping his shaft, stroking it rapidly, all the while thoughts of Nicole and Gwen satisfying his most inner taboo desires filled his mind.
“Mmm... mmm...” He groaned, biting at his lip, precum already dripping from his cock. “Fuck Nicole, give me that pussy! And you, Gwen, come shove those hot tits in my mouth!”