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Finally…My Boss

This is my first story posted on here. I’ve written other pieces (both true and fantasy), but this was the first I felt brave enough to share.

My Busty Stepmother Pt. 2

As i said in the last story, don’t expect all these fancy words and such. You might spot many errors but i don’t care. I’m not a professional writer by any means. Im just going to be straight forward and truthful. You should read my first story before this one. Im not going to give you any background info.
When i got home from the family christmas party, i was crazy. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened earlier, I masturbated somewhere around 8 times that night. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The next time I would see her was 3 months later on my birthday. Don’t get to excited, nothing happened, but there was a lot of sexual tension. We had a family dinner to celebrate at a Chilis restaurant. It was me, my mother, uncle, aunt, 2 cousins, my dad, and my stepmom. We caught ourselves looking at eachother every 5 seconds. I knew she thought about that Christmas party as much as I did. We left the restaurant and we got into our cars, and it would be another 3 months till I saw her again.
This time I visited my dad for the weekend. When I got there my dad was at work and my step mother was home. We greeted eachother and we were asking about eachothers days, casual small talk. Then we got to the topic at hand, the Christmas party. She said stuff like she’s never been fucked that good in years, that I was her biggest, that she loved my dick and that she didn’t want to give it up. Then she went on saying that her and my dad have been fighting and that their marriage was at low point and that’s why she did what she did. I don’t really remember half the things she said because I was sitting there hard as a rock, undressing her with my eyes. She knew I was extremely horny and I bet she was to. We didn’t do anything because my dad was due to arrive shortly. Before he got home though, we were talking about fucking again. We made a set of rules. Rule #1: no kissing(more her rule than mine). She made it clear that the Christmas party was a one time only thing. Rule #2: If we were to fuck, it would have to be planned. So we knew for sure that there was no way of getting caught. Rule #3: She made it extremely clear that whatever we did, would be between me and here, only. Obviously I’m breaking rule number 3. I heard my dad pull In the driveway so I grabbed her boob and smacked her ass. She rubbed her hand over my crotch and I quickly made my way upstairs to my room to make it look like I was watching tv. The weekend ended and when I got home, I noticed a box in my bag. I opened it up and I found five DVDs. Labeled #1,#2,#3,#4, and #5. They were copies of her masturbation videos. I jerkoff to these videos daily.
Now I’ll lead you to the next encounter, my dad was away on business for 2 days. I got there late afternoon after the day he left. We had this whole day planned to the letter. I didn’t even bring a bag with me or anything. Just the clothes on my body and my iPhone (and my wallet obviously). Here’s where the good stuff begins. I unlocked the front door and stepped inside. It was dark, no lights were turned on and the blinds were shut. I walked upstairs and I found her in my bedroom. She immediately ran to me and jumped on me. She knocked me over and guess what, she broke rule number 1. She immediately put her tongue down my mouth. I put my tongue down hers and I put both my hands on her juicy thick ass. She got a little bigger since Christmas, but I wasn’t complaining. Picture a chubbier Gianna Michael’s. She started to kiss my neck and then she immediately went down to my crotch. She was taking my belt off and she pulled off my shorts. This time we can be completely naked. But before she could take off my boxers, I moved to the side, sat up and I set her back on the floor. I pulled up her shirt and put my face between those large melons. Sucked every inch of her boobs. I spent about 10 minutes on those things, I went down to pull her booty shorts off, she was wearing no underwear. I spread her legs back and dug my face in her pussy. This was my first time eating her out and she tasted so good. I was addicted to her taste. I could have done this for hours. My tongue was working on her clit and I had two fingers in deep. She was out of control. Her whole body was shaking, she was screaming, banging her hands on the floor, scratching my back, squeezing her tits. I’ve never seen a girl so wild! I fucking loved it. I ate her pussy until she came. She got back up and pushed me down to the floor and she finally got my boxers off and she quickly put her mouth over every inch of my dick. There was that amazing feeling again. It drove me crazy to. I was moaning so loud, and she was loving it. I was the horniest I’ve ever been, even more than the Christmas party. I came within two minutes but not in her mouth, all over those beautiful tits.
After I came, we wiped it all off her beautiful tits and we moved to the dining room. She sat on the table, layed her back on it and put her legs up in the air. I stood there staring at her, drooling. I ran to her and slid my dick right In that tight little pussy. I put my hands on both sides of her body and I fucked her as hard as I could. I thought she would break windows because of how loud she was! Within 3 minutes she came twice. She got off the table and bent over it. I was drooling again because this was the most amazing view, I wanted to get my phone and snap a million photos. I proceeded to stick my dick in her wet pussy and she stopped me and said “my ass”. I couldn’t believe what I heard. Anal with my step mother. I knew it wasn’t going to go In without lube, she was already prepared for this, it was in drawer across the room. I sprinted to it, coated my dick and the outside of her asshole, and I inched in slowly, after a couple of minutes I sped up. The screams were crazy loud and she was screaming “fuck me” repeatedly. I only fucked her with half of my dick and that was more than enough. I came a few minutes later all over her huge cheeks. I wanted her to ride me so bad so I threw that idea out there and she pushed me on top the dining room table and she got up there with me. She sat all the way down on my 8 inches and let out a long moan and then she started to grind. She knew what she was doing. She was so good. Just the way she moved her hips made me crazy. She leaned down to kiss me and then I started to fuck her hard. I pushed her head down to my shoulder and she started to suck my neck and bite it. The pain felt so food. I was getting close to explode so I told her. She hopped off the table got on her knees and I slipped down and I rammed my cock down her throat and started to fuck it. The gagging noise made me cum in seconds. We were both so tired and out of energy that we both lay on the floor next to eachother. Panting heavily and sweating she said “I’ve never let your father fuck me In my ass” . I didn’t say anything back but I smiled big.
After 5 minutes on the floor we hopped in the shower. I finger fucked her and we cleaned eachother and we out and dried off. We went to my room layed on my bed naked and cuddled. We did this for 3 hours and It was time for me to go. I sucked her tits for a couple minutes and I got dressed. She put on a robe. She walked me to the door, no kiss. She said “til next time”. She put her hand over my crotch and then I grabbed her boob and smacked her ass. I got In my car and drove off.

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Home Schooling 2

In the first section of this story, James gets instruction from his mother. He observes his mother with a boyfriend and tries to emulate the older man. His brother joins him for education.

My Aunt And I

When I was 7, I received my first spanking. I had done some fairly innocuous child-like thing, perhaps forgetting to put my toys away properly, or I had perhaps made a mess. My mother explained what I had done wrong, and then told me I was going to be punished for it. She put me over her knee and swatted me a few times on the rear before releasing me and hugging me and telling me she loved me and it had hurt her more than me. The memory of that day has been ingrained in my mind.
4 years after that day, my father was killed in a car accident. It was a tragic event that caused grief to everyone that had known him. He was a great man, and will forever be my role model. His death caused my mother to go into a fit of depression, and she eventually committed suicide, amid a mountain of debt and unpaid bills. My father had been the principal earner in the household, and we hadn’t been able to survive without him.
I was placed in the care of my aunt, my mother’s sister, some 10 years younger than she. In fact, as my mother had had me at a young age, my aunt was only 12 years older than I. I was 12, she was 24. However, being sterile herself, she was very happy to provide for me. She had just graduated law school, and begun the busy life of a big-city lawyer. Not a lot of time for me, but that was ok; I was used to taking care of myself.
One thing she did not differ on from my mother was her methods of discipline. As she told me the day I moved in, spankings were very normal, and she was not at all reluctant to administer them. I must have been spanked fifteen times in the first month I was there, getting used to her particular rules.
This was not entirely accidental. As I matured, I began to enjoy being spanked. I found it wonderful to have that much attention lavished upon me, especially as I was not used to it. Having a mother that was too depressed to care for me and an aunt that spent so much of her day working, I had very little attention. I enjoyed the feeling of being pulled into my aunt’s lap, pushed over her knee, and spanked. My aunt, unlike my mother, insisted on pulling my pants down and smacking me on my underwear-covered bottom. I didn’t mind this particularly.
One day, I was doing laundry, as I had completely run out of underwear. I loaded the machine but accidentally put far too much soap in. Figuring it would all just wash away anyway, I started the machine. An hour later when I went to check on it, to my horror I discovered that soap bubbles had built up and escaped the machine, covering the floor in white suds. I ran to tell my aunt what had happened, already knowing what my fate would be.
Sure enough, upon seeing the mess, her face turned a little red and she told me to meet her in the living room. I trudged over to her and hung my head.
“Jason, you know what you have done wrong. It was silly of you to start the machine without removing some of the soap.” She said.
“I know Auntie, I’m sorry.”
“You will be spanked for this, and make sure it never happens again.”
“Yes Auntie.” I said, as I moved towards her. She motioned towards my pants. I undid my belt, but as I started to undo the button I remembered why I had needed to do laundry so bad.
“Auntie? I’m
I’m not wearing any underwear.” I stammered. She looked momentarily surprised, then recovered.
“Very well, today you will receive a bare bottom spanking then.”
“Yes Auntie,” I said, and undid my pants. I waited for a second. She looked me in the eyes.
“You’ve just earned yourself an extra fifteen whacks mister. Hurry up!”
I wanted to protest, but decided it was better for me to keep my mouth shut. I slid my pants off, and stood there.
“Shirt too.” My aunt barked at me. I wondered why, but did as she asked. I stood there naked, my little cock free to be looked at. And look she did. I wondered why she spent so long staring at it. I didn’t think there was anything special about it. A little peach fuzz was growing above it, and it had started getting bigger. I was well acquainted with the changes my body was undergoing. I had just started reading about puberty, and sex. I had started masturbating recently. My only fear was one of those random boners that sometimes happened to me!
My aunt motioned for me to come closer. I did, and she pulled me across her lap as normal. She began spanking me, and I quickly forgot about an erection. It hurt a lot more than normal. She could see this and intermittently spanked me and rubbed my bottom to soothe it. The rubbing felt good. Really good actually, and I began to really enjoy it. She spanked me a few more times, and then shifted slightly. As she did so, her legs opened slightly, and my cock found its way in between them. I could feel her nylon-covered legs, and as she spanked me and I wriggled, my cock rubbed on them. It felt very nice. As she started rubbing my bottom again, I felt myself becoming erect. I panicked.
“Please stop,” I said. My aunt smacked me harder.
“Why?” she asked, and rubbed my bottom. “Does it hurt? Do you realize what you’ve done?”
“I do, I do!” I said. By now I was at full attention, and as she massaged my bottom and I wriggled, I felt myself begin to approach orgasm.
“Very well,” said my aunt. She resumed her rubbing of my bottom. Suddenly I realized what my predicament was. If I stayed where I was, I would have an orgasm. If I got up, she would see I had an erection. I took the lesser of two evils. I stood up.
The look of shock on her face when she saw I was sporting a stiffy was priceless. I pulled my pants and shirt on, and walked away, meaning to go straight to my bedroom and play with myself.
And I did. I jacked off furiously thinking about the feeling of her nylons and her hand on my bottom. As I approached orgasm, I heard my door open. My aunt was standing there, with her hands on her hips. She was pissed.
“Jason!” She screamed, “The point of a spanking is not so you can enjoy yourself! It’s so you can be punished. I guess I wasn’t hitting you hard enough. Come here!”
With that, she sat down on the edge of my bed, and pulled me into her lap again. Again my cock was nestled between her legs, and she started bringing her hand down on my bottom with real force. It really hurt. But it still felt really good. I couldn’t hold on, and I came, all over her stockings. She stopped hitting me. I lay there embarrassed, but also feeling really good. Eventually she sighed and pushed me off her lap. I was made to stand in the corner, with my hands over my head, while she cleaned herself off. She removed her stockings, and as she did, I caught a flash of panties up her skirt. I found myself becoming hard again.
She looked over and saw what was happening.
“I suppose I can’t get mad at you for this. You’re a twelve year old boy, and this is normal, right?” She grinned. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson for the day. Now I suppose you can go back to playing with yourself.”
With that she stood up and walked out the door. She paused in the doorway. “Tell you what: you can play with yourself on two conditions. One, you have to stay where you are, you’re still being punished. Two, I get to watch.
I didn’t mind her watching, as it meant more attention for me. I immediately grabbed my cock and started stroking. She sat down on my bed again and watched closely. She sighed a little.
“You’re going so fast. You won’t enjoy it at all at that speed. Slow down a little”
I groaned, because it felt so good, but heeded her advice and slowed down. Within a couple minutes I had already lasted longer than ever before. I guess she was right. I was enjoying myself, but I needed a release. I sped up.
“Slow down again, tease yourself!” She commanded.
“But Auntie, I want to cum!” I said.
“No, slow yourself down.” She said. Again, reluctantly I slowed down. I continued like this for a few more minutes. I could tell she was really enjoying watching me. I felt myself approach orgasm.
“Please Auntie, I’m so close,” I moaned.
“Not yet,” she said, “Trust me”.
I groaned but slowed down even more, focusing on the shaft instead of the head. I stroked again for a few more minutes.
“Alright,” my aunt said. I sped up quickly, before realizing that wasn’t what she was talking about. She crooked a finger at me. “Come here,” she said. I approached her and she lay me down in her lap, face up. She grabbed a hold of my penis and started stroking me. Now THAT felt good.
“Ohhh Auntie I’m close!” I said.
“Not yet!” she said, again, but kept her pace. I felt like I was going to explode.
“Please, Auntie, please,” I begged, “Please let me cum.”
She said nothing but kept stroking. I did everything in my power to keep myself from cumming. I started to squirm.
“Alright baby, cum for me. Cum for Auntie.”
I did as she commanded. I came all over my chest, over her hand, over her arm, and I think some went all the way up and hit her on the blouse. She kept stroking until every last drop was out of me. I lay there in her lap, glowing. She smiled down at me. When I recovered, I leaned up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She patted my bottom as I got up and wordlessly slipped out of my room. I knew that I was going to have to earn myself another spanking!

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My Wife fucked a young soldier the same age as our son

THIS IS A REVISED VERSION OF MY ORIGINAL STORY
My wife fucked a young soldier the same age as our son. She found the experience so exhilarating; she couldn’t wait for me to get home so I could hear all the delicious details. After a few glasses of wine, she recounted all the intimate details. She was afraid I might be angry, but I became aroused instead.

My summer in France

Part 1
When I was 16, my high school organized an optional group trip to France for a month. The idea was that we were supposed to go learn French and become immersed in the culture, but as I found out from students who had gone on the trip previously, in reality it was just a chance to get drunk and party with your friends, and try to hook up with French girls.
While I was interested in getting drunk with my buddies, none of the girls in my class held any particular appeal for me. Not that they weren’t attractive, but I was a fairly private person, and girls tend not to fall over themselves for that type of guy. As a result, I spent a lot of my time looking at porn, and found myself stuck. I was unable to pursue real girls because they didn’t hold the same appeal as those on the internet, and I dealt with that issue by watching more porn. My sexual fantasies strayed further from “normal” porn, and led into more fetish porn, including matures, BDSM, and spanking. I was unsure if I was truly into these activities, but I certainly enjoyed jerking off to videos of them.
Before we left on the trip, we were assigned to host families. Mine was a single mother named Danielle and her two daughters, Michelle and Alice. Michelle was 3 years older than me, and a sophomore in college. Alice was a year younger than me. They sent me a couple of letters saying hi and introducing themselves, but I didn’t pay much attention. I was too excited to get partying. I figured I’d spend as little time as possible at home. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
The flight was uneventful, and upon arrival at Charles De Gaul airport in Paris, we disembarked and collected our luggage. Near the baggage pickup was a large group of people, most with signs. These were our host families. I quickly picked found the one with my name on it. I waved my buddies goodbye, telling them I’d catch up with them later, and headed over. The woman holding it must have been Danielle. I was stunned. Danielle was gorgeous. She was about 5’6, and couldn’t have been more than 110 lbs. I swear half of that must have been in her tits. They were huge! She had long brown hair and a very pretty face. I pegged her at about 40, maybe a little younger.
“You must be Jason,” she said.
“Yeah,” I said, “And you’re Danielle?”
“Oui- sorry – yes.” She giggled. She shook my hand. At her touch, instantly dirty thoughts ran through my mind. She looked exactly like the type of woman I might see on one of my mature sights. My cock began to stiffen. I moved my suitcase in front of my crotch.
“Shall we?” I asked.
“Yes. This way.”
She released my hand and began walking away. Her ass swayed sexily in her tight yoga pants. I knew exactly what I’d be jerking off to tonight. Danielle led me to the parking lot and we got in her car. We chit chatted on the way home. We talked about school, and she told me about her daughters. I kept peeking over at her massive tits while she talked, and I’d swear she caught me a couple times, but she didn’t say anything. As we turned off the highway and began weaving through her neighborhood, she made a request.
“Jason, this may sound odd, but I want you to think it through. I know I am not your mother, and you may say no if you like, but I understand how these trips work. France has recently raised the drinking age to 18, meaning you will not be able to drink or club without a guardian. I would like to offer you a deal. I will act as your guardian so that you will be able to do these things. But in exchange, I ask that you act as my own child while you are here. That means my rules. You are of course free to offer an opinion, but my word is final. Do you understand? Is this something you agree to?”
I was crushed. What was the point of going to France if I couldn’t drink? Furthermore, part of the reason I wanted to go was to avoid being under constant supervision. And here was Danielle offering constant supervision in exchange
for what exactly? Booze? I didn’t really have any choice, so I reluctantly said I agreed. Danielle smiled.
“This is a good decision Jason. You will be very happy here I trust.”
We parked. I rolled my suitcase up to the door and walked inside. Danielle called out for her girls to come greet me. They came downstairs. Once again I was stunned. Both Michelle and Alice were gorgeous. Michelle got her mother’s dark hair, which was long. Her tits, although not as big as her mother’s, were very perky and nice. I’d guess a solid C cup. Alice was blonde, with shoulder length hair and smaller tits. But god damn was she cute. She smiled at me and my legs literally got wobbly. Both of them hugged me. They smelled so good. I must have looked dazed because Danielle asked me if I was tired. I said I was, and the 3 of them led me up to my room.
“This is Alice’s room,” said Danielle, “She’ll be staying with Michelle next door. My room is down the hall. The restroom is over there.”
A shower. That’s what I really wanted. “Thanks”, I said. “I’m just gonna take a shower and I’ll be fine I think. I’d like to see some stuff tonight.”
The girls went to their room and I went into my room. I stripped down and wrapped a towel around myself. I was surprised to see Danielle still standing there when I came out. She looked at me with a funny look on her face. I stood there, bare-chested. I didn’t think I had a particularly nice body to be honest. I was skinny, almost scrawny. I did have a six pack, but that was more because of my inability to put on fat than actual muscle. She smiled at me and said, “I just wondered if you wanted some shampoo or soap. Feel free to anything in there.”
I thanked her and hurried past. I closed the door behind me and tried to lock it. I realised there was no lock. “Weird,” I thought. I shrugged and pulled the towel off. I looked for the shower. What I saw really surprised me. Instead of a normal tub, or perhaps stand up shower, there was what looked like a section of communal shower. It looked like a pool locker room. There were 2 shower heads side by side on a wall and a raised platform with a drain in the middle. I was puzzled, although the answer quickly dawned on me. There were only girls living there. I knew from experience that girls took forever to shower. “They probably fought over who got to shower first so they just installed this,” I thought. It was still weird, but I guess it made sense. I trusted that at least while I was there, I would have privacy.
The water felt amazing. I thought about Danielle and her two daughters. I wasn’t so sure I wanted privacy after all. I began to fantasize about what would happen if they walked in on me. Would I turn them away? Probably not. I’d invite them to join me. Yes, Danielle with her big tits and Michelle with her cute perky ones. Maybe Alice would get down on her knees and look at me with her big eyes while she was sucking my cock

Before I even realised what I was doing I was jerking off. It was incredible. I looked at the assortment of razors and soaps on the stand in between the shower heads. I wondered if the girls used them for shaving their pussies. I thought about shoving my cock deep inside them, about Danielle watching while I fucked her daughters, about Danielle masturbating to me masturbating, and most of all about her gorgeous, gigantic tits. I was just thinking about unloading all over them when I heard a small sound. The door was opening.
I couldn’t very well hide my erection, so I turned around and faced the wall. I peeked over my shoulder. Danielle walked in, butt naked. I almost came on the wall in front of me. Her huge tits swayed as she walked. Her pussy was bare, but for a small triangle of hair higher up above it. She paused, looking at me, then smiled and waved sarcastically.
“Didn’t expect to see me?” She asked. “I guess you figured out we shower together most of the time. The girls used to fight so we just installed this. It’s not weird Jason, I promise.”
With that, she turned on the other shower and stepped in. My erection hit the wall, and I looked down. I was as hard as ever. I began to try to wash myself, but I could feel Danielle looking at me.
“You know Jason, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Part of the reason I’m here is because you need to understand that this is just how things work here. I am not embarrassed, therefore you should not be. Remember the deal we made. Now please, turn around. We can face each other, and be totally ok.”
I looked down at my throbbing erection again. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I said. Danielle laughed and started pouring soap into her hand. She rubbed it into her tits and started playing with her nipples.
“If you say so. But It’s not fair that you’re just standing there looking at me,” she said. “I’m asking you, Jason, as your mother for a month. Please turn around and let’s be mature about this.
I swallowed hard and began turning around slowly. My cock was still rock hard. Danielle pointed at it. “Is that why you were embarrassed?” she asked. I nodded. “No reason to be embarrassed, trust me. It’s just a body Jason. We’re all people.”
I nodded again. “Sorry,” I stammered. “It’s just the first time I’ve ever seen a woman naked. Well, that’s not true, but it’s the first time in person.”
Danielle laughed. “And what do you think?”
“I think you’re beautiful,” I said.
Danielle thanked me, then told me to continue my shower as though she wasn’t there. I found that quite impossible, of course, as I had been jerking off when she walked in. I tried washing myself, but my cock was aching. I turned away from Danielle and gave it a little stroke. Fuck it felt good. But I couldn’t. I kept stroking. I peeked over at Danielle again and she was facing me but her eyes were closed. She was washing her hair. I looked her up and down and thought about fucking her before cumming on her tits. It was too good. I felt myself approach orgasm.
Just then, her eyes opened and she looked straight at me. She looked happy. “Finally, you are comfortable!” she said, just as I came. I came everywhere, load after load. It might have been my best orgasm to date. She walked over to me and rubbed my back.
“This is perfect, Jason. I’m happy that you can do this here. Again, it’s not embarrassing. We are just people.”
She poured some soap into her hand and washed my back for me. I was in a post-orgasm euphoria and barely noticed what she was doing. She massaged my neck a little and then my lower back. She moved down my butt and started washing in between my legs. She whispered to me, “It’s ok, Jason. Just enjoy it.” She began washing my chest with her other hand. It dipped down to my still rock-hard cock. She gave it a stroke. I shuddered.
“You like this?” She said. I moaned and nodded. She kept stroking, and her other hand slid up the inside of my leg to my anus. She rubbed it lightly. “This?” she asked. I moaned again. I had never thought I’d be an ass person, but I watched enough strap on videos to know that some guys enjoyed it. Clearly I was one of them.
Danielle stroked my cock harder, and slipped a finger in my ass. It hurt a very little bit, but it also felt incredibly naughty and good. She wiggled it around and I felt it come in contact with my prostate. That felt good. Really good. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Her tits looked perfect. It was exactly like my fantasy. I couldn’t contain myself anymore and let out a grunt of warning. She stroked harder and stuck her chest out. I came all over those big beautiful tits. She gently removed her finger from my anus and washed my cock off. She hugged me and turned my water off. She then returned to her shower and rinsed her tits off, turned the shower off and grabbed her towel and mine. She passed me mine and began to towel off. I did the same. She wrapped her towel around herself and opened the door.
“I hope that wasn’t awkward for you Jason. You’ll get used to it eventually.”
With that she walked out, leaving me stunned. I finished toweling off and walked out of the restroom. Michelle and Alice were standing in the hallway watching me with a curious look in their eyes.
 

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Meeting Sara

While Francine’s brother George was driving Brenda and Marcia to our house so Brenda and Marcia would have somewhere to stay until their situation was sorted out, Norma and I drive out to Rockford so I could meet Norma’s mom Sara.

Such a Naughty Boy

This is the follow-up story (sequel) to my “Tale of Two ‘Tribbies'” story already posted at this site. I find it hard to put this story into a specific category. Tell you what. Why don’t you read it, and you’ll see what I mean. By the way, just for the record, everyone in this story is 18 or older.

Sister dropping her bra (pre story)

My name is Marc. I’m 18 years old and live at home with my parents and my two older sisters. My sisters are Margot and Sofia and they’re 23 and 21. So I’m the youngest in my family.

Gypsy Alf

The day was glorious – sunny and bright and I was going to be stuck at the University planning for a conference. On my way into the city on the train I wondered how Ali’s day would go. She was planning to sunbath and work on a tan. She had a short workout and a little steam and drug out the sun lounger from the shed and set it up in the sun. It was a hand-made wooden affair from the local trees. We have had two of them for years. She laid out her nice and plush bath towel and oiled herself up and laid down for the sun. We are not overlooked as we are at the top of the hill with both neighbours down the hillside from us. Ali locked the side gates so anyone calling would have to ring the bell and couldn’t just walk in on her. She took these precautions because she was nude and wanted to get a tan without any tan marks so she could wear her more revealing tops. Before long she was nice and warm and began playing with her pussy spreading the lips and rubbing her clit.
She had been there about an hour and felt like a tea and opened her eyes and was about to get up when she saw a figure towering over her next to the lounger. “I see you still use the lounger I made for you.” It was the Romany gypsy named Alf who had coppiced the woods around us a few years ago. They came around every few years to work the woods. Ali realised she was nude at this point and tried to cover up her breasts.
“How long have you been here Alf?”
“A few minutes – that’s all.” Long enough for him to have a good look and see Ali playing with her pussy. “We are camped down at the bottom like always – is okay?”
“Yes of course. Can I get you anything?” Ali normally gave them a little food during the week they were here. Alf just kept staring directly at Ali’s pussy. She figured what the hell and put her arms back up on the chair arms. Allowing her breasts to stand alone. Her nipples were hard and standing at attention for him to see – glistening in the sun with oil and little beads of sweat. It was obvious she was turned on exposing herself to this burly man. She put her hand back down to her pussy. Alf sat down next to her on the edge of the lounger.
“I see you lose weight – look very nice.” Alf was never a man of too many words. He cupped one of her breasts. “Very nice.” He pinched her nipple and then he stood up. “No we don’t need anything.” Ali was taken aback that he didn’t go further or linger on her breast and nipple.
“How’s your wife?” Ali could only stammer at this point with lust in her voice.
“Wife passed on two years now.”
“Oh I am so sorry to hear that – and your son?”
“He is with me at camp.” Ali remembered his son Bret – a strapping six foot lad of 18 – he’d be 21 or 22 by now.
“Maybe I’ll drop down later – do you still have the caravan?”
“No – wagon we sell and horses – have motorhome now – too many regulations from government – make gypsy life hard.” Alf was a traditional Romany gypsy or tinker as they were known in the old days. Not to be confused with the modern day Pikey or traveller. He worked for his living – not taking hand-outs from the welfare state. They would coppice the woods, burn wood to make charcoal to sell for BBQs and make furniture, which they sold at the local market. In a week they would be gone on to the next woodland. Everyone local benefited from the renewed woodland. They hadn’t been for a while and the woods were getting over grown. Ali couldn’t help think about how forward Alf had been in touching her breasts and pinching her nipple. Probably with his wife gone the poor man was horny. She would have to do something about that later.
She lay there for another half an hour and worked her pussy into a nice orgasm. The she showered and went to her dressing room to choose an appropriate outfit. Nothing that screamed fuck me Alf – but something that would let him know she was available. She decided on a lovely cream coloured knee length linen skirt with an elasticated waist band. She put on a matching string strap top in nice light cotton. No bra and definitely no panties. The material was not quite see through – but enough to show her assets off and give the right message. The thought of Alf fucking her made her pussy tingle. He was a stout man with well-defined muscles. Not overly tall but very athletic and thick in his arms and legs. He looked like a rugby player and man was he hairy. He smelled woody and musty – her nipples were hard thinking of Alf on top of her pumping his cock deep in her womb. She thought for a second that she was being predatory and that made a smile come across her face.
Ali made her way down the slope to their usual camp location. Because of the rains the paths were all wiped out but she could see a small vehicle up the opposite hill. Some motorhome – it was actually a converted delivery van with a chimney sticking out the top. There was smoke coming from the chimney – Alf was in. She walked up the hill to the van and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Alf usually got straight to the point. Ali opened the door and stepped up into the van. She stood with her legs separated because she knew the light coming from behind her would show through her thin skirt showing her legs and more importantly her pussy, which by now was aching. “What do you want Mrs?” He was never good with names.
“I came down to see your new home – and bring you some tea. I know you used to enjoy my Royal blend.” Alf was sitting in a small wooden chair only in his boxer shorts – probably he had made it years ago. She figured he came back to his motor home and got undressed and awaited her arrival.
“Put on the sink please.” He pointed to the end of the van past where he was sitting. As she walked past him – he reached under her skirt and placed his hand on her ass. “You look real nice now.” No subtlety from him. She stopped and let him explore her ass and then his other hand reached up her skirt and he began to finger her pussy. “How is husband?”
“He’s fine – had a cancer operation a few years ago.” Alf was sitting in his underwear and Ali reached down and felt his semi hard cock. “It doesn’t work anymore – never hard again.” Alf nodded.
“Ah – does husband know.”
“Yes he does and it’s okay.” In just a few short questions and answers Alf knew that we had an open relationship and that Ali was free to have sex. He pulled her to his lap as he dug a finger into her pussy. Alf had huge hands – a woodsman’s hands – scared and knarled from years working in wood and steel. Ali put her arm around his massive hairy shoulders and leaned in to give him a kiss. They kissed and he immediately began to explore her mouth with his tongue. He continued to finger fuck her and she could feel his cock getting hard and pushing against her leg. Alf’s cock was like the rest of his body not overly long but thick. Ali slipped down between his legs and reached into his boxer shorts to find his cock. She was rewarded with a 7 inch cock that was easily 8 inches around the circumference. His cock head was like a fist and try as hard as she could there was no way to get it in her mouth. Ever inventive she spit on it and began licking and stroking it. The Ali picked her up almost by her pussy and ass and laid her on the bed nest to the chair. It was a hand carved dark wooden sledge bed with an old but firm tick mattress. Everything smelled of the woods – wonderful pine, oak and various brushes.
“We no play anymore.” That was the end of foreplay for Alf – he wanted to get right to it. He laid her on her back and Ali spread her legs wide as her skirt rode up her legs. Alf pulled his boxer shorts down as his cock sprang almost straight out – he was impressive. He slipped between her legs and she reached out for his cock to guide it to her waiting pussy. She was wet and ready. It took a little effort to get his cock head between the lips and into her pussy. Once in he let it slid all the way to the hilt. Ali couldn’t help but think that men worried too much about how long their cocks were – when they should be worried about how wide they were. This man was perfectly formed and built for stamina. She could feel the veins in his cock as he thrust in and out. The mattress hardly gave at all. It was better than her very expensive memory foam. He held his thrust and rolled over to have her on top. She pulled her knees up and began to ride his cock –bottoming out with each stroke. As she began to climax Alf said something in Romany. She leaned forward to kiss his black beard and felt her dress being pulled up over her hips. It was Alf’s son Bret who had come in the back door un-noticed.
“What a nice ass Mrs Ali.” She turned her head around to see Bret starting to take his boxer short off. As he did a cock just a bit smaller than his father’s sprang out from the waistband. He leaned over and kissed her on the ass cheek and started to feel her asshole with his finger and then with his tongue. As she was climaxing she bounced to high and Alf’s cock came out. Bret immediately bent down and licked at her pussy before grabbing his father’s cock and putting it back in her pussy. He stepped on to the bed behind Ali and she could hear his spitting and then she felt his spit on her asshole. He rubbed a finger around her hole and then plunged his middle finger in her ass. As he pulled it out he stuck two fingers back in to his last knuckle. Then he pulled his fingers out and placed his cock head at the entrance to her ass and pushed until the head popped in. He then spit again and pushed more cock into her asshole. Ali couldn’t believe the feeling of having two thick cocks in her at the same time. She could feel one playing against the other and knew that the two men must have been feeling the same thing. As she bounced on Alf’s cock Bret’s cock was thrusting deep into her ass. She climaxed again and then again. She felt like passing out with the pleasure and then she felt Alf start to cum. My God she thought – this man can cum like no man before. It was running out of her pussy all down his groin. Then Bret began to cum as well and the feeling was extraordinarily blissful being filled with cum in both holes. As Bret pulled out his cum ran down her thighs and onto Alf’s cock.
Bret stepped off the bed and came around to the side and offered up his cock to Ali’s mouth. The smell of his cock was intoxicating and she eagerly slid his cock head in her mouth. It didn’t feel like it was going soft and he rammed a few more inches down her throat. As it began to soften he pushed more in her throat. When she had completely licked him clean he withdrew and returned to his father’s chair. Alf was starting to soften as well and she slid backwards on to Alf’s legs and placed her lips on his cock head and finally was able to get the head in her mouth. She sucked for a few seconds and then began to lick him clean. It was a heady mix of all three of their juices. “I think we make you a nice table for garden.” This was Alf’s gypsy way of saying thank you – leaving no debt. I am sitting at the table now writing this story. A lovely oak table but a lovelier story.

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My friend’s 43y/o kinky Mother

This is my first ever story. Thus, I am no professional at this. However I intend to write a hot story as good as the best. Unlike the majority of stories on here however, this one is actually true and happened to me when I was 19 years old in the 1990’s – enjoy
My name is Arthur and my best mate back then was Mike. We met in the early years of high school and became best friends. Often we would have sleep overs at each others houses. Our friendship continued after leaving school at 16, and we got a job working in a factory together.
Every friday from age 18 we would ‘clock off’ from the factory and get ready to hit the towns nightlife. Payday was like Christmas every week for us young men still living with our parents.(In the UK back then you had to be 18 to go to night clubs and bars). Neither of us were tied down in a relationship, so we would prowl for pussy in the nightclubs, seeking the young ladies that prowled for cock. Like human fishing really, both genders just going out to ‘get laid’. (But deep down, to really find a partner to settle down with, which is just what Mike did when he was 20)
On one such Friday, when I was 19, I turned up as usual at Mike’s house early evening time. His mum (or ‘mom’ for the people in the US) answered the door and said her usual “Hi Arthur. Come in, Mike’s in his room. How’s your mum?”
Now, let me describe Mike’s mum. Her name is Elizabeth, but she’s known as Liz. Liz is a bespectacled(wears glasses) 43 years old lady who worked full time as a cleaner, she had been divorced from Mikes dad for some years. She was a little on the plump side regarding her tits, ass and thighs. Her tits I guessed to be around an E cup. Her big round ass looked divine when she wore her tight jeans or leggings. As I would later discover in this story – She had a little bit of sagging in her breasts but not much really, not what you wouldn’t expect from the average lady of her age – In fact I’d say she was in better shape than most her age. She was around 5″7 with mousey brown hair that was going grey, she always had her hair up in a ponytail.
She never wore make-up and always dressed in plain unflattering clothes that did not show her figure except for the tight jeans and legging she wore. Her eyes were beautiful and wide, her face was pretty although she did have a few light wrinkles around her mouth. She also had big teeth that tended to overlap her bottom lip when she closed her mouth. People used to joke and call her fredrica mercury because of her big teeth. On this particular day she wore leggings but she also wore a thick woolly jumper(or sweater as its more commonly known as to US readers) that was long and covered her ass, much to my disappointment. It was winter after all. Under her Jumper she had on a white polo shirt with the collars of the polo shirt folded over the neck of her jumper.
Apart from the occasional view of her ass, I never thought of her in a sexual way whatsoever. She was more like a mother figure, she treated me like I was Mikes brother, cooked for me and let me sleep over most every weekend.
Later that evening me and Mike were in one of the busiest bars in town chatting away, when he suddenly said, “Hey. I know someone who fancies you,” as he winked at me.
“Who?” I abruptly replied.
“Ahh, not telling.” He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin.
Mike was my best mate, but he was a damn prick sometimes. Later, after the consumption of a behaviour altering amount of alcohol, Mike said, “My mum said she fancies you, even your ginger hair(laughs), she said her heart thumps whenever you come round to our house.”
“Jeeesus Mike!” I quipped. “You’re fucking kidding me”
“Nope. We had a heart to heart discussion last night, she never usually discusses anything like that with me. To be honest mate, I thought she only told me because she secretly wants me to tell you, you know how shy and proper my mum is. She would never tell you how she truly felt”
“Cool, am gonna fuck her brains out tonight.” I said jokingly.
“Fuck off Arthur, don’t even joke about shit like that.”
“Relax man, I’m kidding, I wouldn’t dare, I have never thought of your mum in that way,” I reassured.
The night turned out to be uneventful yet again, in terms of trying to get laid out on the town. We got back to Mikes house sometime after 12pm and sat on his sofa with a coffee and a cigarette, chilling out before he headed to his room and me to the spare room.
Mike whispered “Hey, not a word to my mum about what I told you”.
“No worries dude,” I said, “I’m still shocked as hell about it.”
Mike spotted a video cassette next to the VCR with the words ‘Liz’s tape. DO NOT TOUCH!’ written on it.
“I bet that’s a porno,” I joked.
There’s no way a plain lady like Liz who shows very little interest in sex or men, and was so sweet and mild mannered would ever own such a thing. Surely not.
“Let’s put it on,” I said.
“Fuck me Arthur you do say some dumbass things, the tape says ‘do not touch’ on it, of course I’m gonna fucking put it on,” Said Mike.
What we saw shocked me, it was a porno. It shocked me because it belonged to Mikes mum, the last person I would think would own it. On the screen was a young man in his 20s with a hot mature big tit milf. The guy was tit fucking her as she held her melons together, he then grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth vigorously. The guy then took his cock out of her mouth, pulled the sexy milfs hair back and spat in her face and mouth before continuing with the face fucking.
At that point we heard creaking on the stairs, we panicked and Mike immediately ejected the cassette and threw it under the sofa. It was Liz coming down the stairs. She just wanted to go to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea before retiring back to her room.
“Night,night mum,” Mike shouted from the lounge, as Liz was making her way back upstairs.
“Night night Michael. Night night Arthur, you’re very welcome to stay over tonight love,” she shouted.
“ Thanks Mrs C,” I shouted back.
“I’m getting off to bed now mate, promise not a word to anyone about the video”, said Mike.
“Don’t worry dude, it’s just between us” I reassured.
“Night mate” said Mike before darting upstairs to his room.
Before retiring to the spare room I needed to use the bathroom to relieve a bladder full of beer and coffee, after sipping the rest of my sobering coffee for a few minutes I headed upstairs to the bathroom.
I opened the bathroom door and there she was. Mikes mum was sat on the toilet with her leggings along with a sexy pair of pink satin knickers around her ankles (or Panties as they say in the US – In fact, from here on in I will refer to them as panties, as I prefer the term). We both froze, it was only a few seconds, but it seemed so much longer.
Then she said, “oh, Arth….”
“Shit! I’m sorry Liz,” I abruptly interrupted.
I closed the door and shot to the spare room with complete embarrassment and also arousal at the sight of her thighs and those sexy pink satin panties. It puzzled me why she would wear those panties though. I mean, they looked so sexy and she usually dressed so plain and conservative, they seemed so uncharacteristic of her. But then again, that porno….
Liz had surprised me like hell that night. Nobody who knew her would ever think Liz was sexually active or harboured such desires so strongly. I thought to myself, “who are the sexy panties for? I mean, what’s the point in Liz wearing them if no-one is going to see her in them? I guess it’s just for her own satisfaction”.
A few minutes later I heard her coming out of the bathroom and returning to her room, I then went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After I did my business, I spotted something in the washing basket (or hamper to our American readers) as I was washing my hands. It was those sexy pink satin panties that she had on. “Why would she remove them in here and put them to the basket, without changing any of her other clothes” I thought. But I was too aroused to care. I just wanted to grab the panties and wank myself off. Liz got me feeling so fucking horny, the fact that I knew she fancied me, the porno that made me realize how sexually driven she was and that she probably wanted to fuck me and the thought of seeing her big round juicy ass in these panties.
I snatched them from the top of the basket and put them in my face, rubbing them over my nose and mouth, tasting and inhaling her scent, the crotch was a little stained from pussy juice and felt moist. I took out my cock and went to lock the door.
‘Oh fuck, not now, please’, I thought, as I saw the lock to the bathroom door was broken. So then I took a chance and took the panties to the spare room with me. Thinking I will only have them for a few minutes and will return them. I thought there’s no way Liz would notice, she wouldn’t return to the bathroom after being in there just a few minutes ago.
In the spare room I stripped naked in what seemed to me to be about 2 seconds flat, and dove into bed. With one hand I held the panty crotch over my nose and mouth and with the other began pumping away on my raging hard-on. Liz had got me so fucking hot. Up until just earlier that day I had never thought of Liz as a mother I would like to fuck. But now that was all that was on my mind. I began fantasizing about fucking her doggy style with these sexy panties over her big juicy round ass and coming all over them. I thought about that hot scene from her porno, fantasizing that I was face-fucking her like that couple in the scene and I would cum all in her face and mouth. And I fantasized that she spread her buttocks and lowered that Plump shapely ass over my face while she scraped her big teeth and lips over my cock.
Wow. This was sending me over the edge. In my mind I was in another dimension, but in reality I was in my best friends house, with his mum’s pussy stained sexy panties in my face with my eyes closed, wanking myself off over fantasies of her.
Suddenly: “Having fun,” said a female voice from in the room.
It slapped me out of my fantasy world and brought me crashing to reality like a plane nose diving into the ocean. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I looked over to see Liz with a big toothy grin on her face. She was wearing what she had on all day: Leggings, polo shirt and jumper. Except, minus her panties. You know, the ones that were covering the bottom half of my face. For a few seconds I was frozen, then it suddenly dawned on me. Liz set the whole thing up, it all made sense. Mike was correct, she did confess her feelings about me to him because she did want me to know about it. The porno, she left it there intentionally knowing damn well that the words ‘do not touch’ will encourage me to watch it. She wanted me to know that she was into it and hoped watching it would get me feeling horny. The panties, it was me she bought them for. She left them on the washing basket like bait hoping I would bite, knowing I will be using the bathroom in the night. She intentionally broke the lock on the bathroom door so she could catch me in the act if I decided to wank with her panties in the bathroom. Liz had been to the bathroom to see if I took the bait. She saw her panties were missing from the washing basket. Thus, she’s here now. Her elaborate trap worked, I was so fucking hot for Liz, I wanted nothing more than to engage in an intense fuck session with her.
“Ooh, let’s see what we have under here,” she said as she came over to the bed, and in one swift motion peeled back the cover to see my naked body, and my hand around my cock. I jumped out of bed and covered my massive erection with a pillow.
“Don’t be shy Arthur,” said Liz as she walked over to me and planted her lips on mine, taking the pillow away.
After a few seconds of lip locking, I broke off the kiss and said, “No Liz this is wrong.”
“No Arthur, it’s right, it’s so right,” whispered Liz. Again we locked lips this time she started stroking my cock and swirling her tongue in my mouth.
“Wait,” I said breaking the kiss again. “You’re my best mates mum, and you’re not that type Liz, you’re a nice lady.”
“I have needs just like any other woman you know,” she said. “I’ve wanted this for so long. You make me feel so hot Arthur.” Our noses were almost touching as she began again to stroke my cock and speak to me. “Do you know how much it breaks my heart knowing you are sleeping around with them young tarts you pick up in the night clubs? My heart aches with jealousy, I wish I was one of them. Why waste your time and money going out with those stupid bimbo’s when you can have me here, anytime you want. I’m all yours Arthur.”
Our lips locked again as we tongued each others mouths and she stroked my cock. I put my hands down the back of her leggings and squeezed those chubby buttocks, this caused Liz let out a groan in my mouth. I then moved my hand down the front of her leggings and started fingering her sopping wet pussy, causing her to start breathing heavily. We broke the kiss again. As we were masturbating each other our eyes were locked on to each others, with our faces just inches apart. Liz then whispered, “I know you’ve been bringing girls back here and fucking them on the bed in this very room. I have been listening to you fuck them senseless with my ear against my bedroom wall and my dildo in my pussy. Wishing it was me in here with you, and you were treating me like you treat them. Do you want me Arthur?”
“Yes Liz. More than anything.”
Liz, quickened her pace of wanking my cock. “Tell me how much you want me. Tell me what you’re going to do to me.”
I smiled and said, “you set this all up didn’t you Liz? To make me want you. Well it’s worked big time. Telling Mike you fancied me, leaving the video tape next to the VCR, these sexy pink panties, the broken lock on the bathroom door.”
“Clever boy,” she said with a sly grin.
“Now I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life Liz. I’m going to fuck you like crazy, I’m going to treat you like that woman in the porno. Kneel down and suck my cock. Now Liz.”
And thats just what she did. She looked up at me as she took the tip of my cock in her mouth. I felt her top teeth scraping above and her tongue massaging below. It was heaven, it was by incredible will power that I managed to keep from cumming in her mouth there and then. Then she went deeper and sucked harder. She grabbed my hand and put it on her ponytail, I took this as an indication that she wanted me to fuck her mouth. With a tight grip on her ponytail I held her head still and began fucking her mouth. After a few minutes with my cock and her face full of her saliva I was ready to cum. I needed a pause and a change of tactic to try and last longer without cumming.
“Take your leggings off and go get your dildo. I want you to fuck yourself as I tittyfuck you,” I demanded. The naturally submissive milf did just that.
Within seconds she was squatting in front of me naked from the waist down and with her jumper and polo shirt raised up over her magnificent big tits. She had on a pink bra that matched her panties, her tits were already exposed and out of their bra cups. Her nipples were brown, big and pointy.
“wait, I want you to suck your tits for me,” I commanded.
Looking up at me without hesitation the lusty milf did just that, biting them, sucking them and making her nipples even more pointy. I watched her blissfully for a moment as I wanked my cock. I couldn’t resist, I bent down and groped her melons, I sucked on those huge nipples and had Liz groaning. I put a nipple to her mouth then kissed her with her tit between our lips. Then I held her tits together and started slowly fucking them. She inserted her dildo into her pussy. She was soaking wet, as the dildo was going in and out, her pussy made an audible squelching sound. Liz bent her neck to face down and took the end of my cock in her mouth as it passed through the top of her cleaverage. After a few minutes of this when I gained momentum of speed, her glasses fell off onto the floor. I then slowed down my pace and spat a long glob of saliva into her cleavage and onto my cock.
“Yes please,” Said Liz, as she turned to look up at me and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She was dildoing herself ferociously with pussy juice splashing out of her pussy and a loud squelching sound.
“Wow, you really are kinky aren’t you?” I said. “OK here comes”. I spat on her face and the first glob landed on her right cheek, the second one landed directly onto her tongue, and the third one landed on the tip of her nose then poured down into her mouth. As the third glob of spit landed Liz had an intense orgasm rip through her.
“Aaaaaawww. YES. FUCK! – Aaaaaghh, oh my god Arthur. I’m cumming.” She screamed, and cum squirted all over her dildo and on the floor. She was loud and I knew that Mike would have been able to hear it. The sight of Mikes mum having that orgasm in front of me pushed me over the edge
“Open your fucking mouth,” I demanded. I fucked her mouth for just a few thrusts when I shot rope after rope of cum down her throat.
She kept the tip of my cock in her mouth and looked up at me as she swallowed my whole load.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to speak to you like that Liz,” I said with shame.
“I love it when you talk to me that way, I’m all yours bab,y” Said Liz. “I’m just going to get cleaned up. Be right back darling…”
I went to lay in bed shivering from sexual excitement. A few minutes later Liz came back in the room, this time with her hair down and wearing a bath robe.
“Up you get,” she said. I stepped out of bed and Liz walked over to the end of the bed and took off her robe. Liz was wearing nothing but those sexy pink satin panties. She turned around, bent over, arched her back, while looking back at me she moved the crotch of the panties over to one side with one hand and slapped one of her meaty buttocks with her other hand. Wow, what an invite.
My cock was ready for action again. I got behind her, instead of penetrating her, I decided to tease and put my cock inside the panties and along the crack of her ass. “ooh that’s lovely,” said Liz as she rubbed her clit.
I did this for a few minutes, then couldn’t resist any longer. I stuck my cock right into her pussy and slapped her ass. “You fucking dirty milf slut” I said uncontrollably. I began pounding her hard and fast, her panties were so sexy over her chubby ass. Her tits bouncing like hell until I grabbed them from behind and pulled on her nipples hard.
“Ow!” screamed Liz.
“You fucking love it don’t you? “ I said.
“Yes.” Liz agreed. “Do it again.”
I got close so cumming. I pulled out and said “I want you to ride me now Liz.”
I lay down on the bed and Liz climbed on me and lowered her sopping wet pussy over my cock and began to ride me ever so slowly. We kissed passionately, breathed heavily into each others faces and talked dirty to each other. After some momentum of speed and with our lips clamped together Liz had her second orgasm of the night. My orgasm began to build up also as our lips were locked when this sexy milf rode me.
I broke the kiss and said. “Fucking hell Liz this is the best fuck ever, I’m so sorry I’m not going to last much longer, I’m going to cum.”
Liz then climbed off me and immediately got on her knees on the floor and said “my mouth please.”
I went over and shot directly into her mouth, then I aimed for her face and hair. I wanted to cover this big toothed milfs face as much as i could with my cum.
“Wow!” I sighed.
“I’m not done yet” grinned Liz as she lay back on the bed. “Sit on my face” she said. “I want to lick your ass, it’s a fetish of mine. Please Arthur”.
So I spread my ass cheeks and lowered myself over Liz’s face. My cock was facing her huge mounds. “Fuck my face with your ass” she said. I enthusiastically obliged. She was dildoing her pussy hard and fast and moaned into my ass as her tongue was working my puckered hole. I began grinding my ass over her face hard and wanking my cock, and from this Liz reached her third orgasm of the night. This got me so hot I came too all over her tits.
That was the last of our workout for the night. After Liz cleaned the cum off her, we kissed and cuddled for the rest of the night.
To be continued…….
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