Friend's mom

A Crush on My Friend's Mom Ch. 1 (High school senior lusts for busty older babe):

When I was in high school, my best friend had a mom that every one of my friends drooled over. She was in her late 30's and was very attractive. She had blonde hair blue eyes and a huge set of tits. I had gone through her underwear drawer one time to find out that they were a D-cup. Most moms get heavy at this age but not her. She was never married and had no excuse to lie around and get fat. Being a doctor she kept very busy and ate very healthy. She raised Mike and his younger sister very successfully with the help of her parents.

Do to the fact that she was in college during the 60's she really never left the fashion behind. She always wore long dresses that were not exactly complementing, but with her long legs and great figure she still looked great. Being the young man in puberty that I was, I was always trying to catch a glimpse of her naked but it was very difficult.

One night I was spending he night at their cabin and got my wish. I had gotten up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. I didn't want to burn my eyes with the light so I stumbled into the bathroom and sat down to take a piss with the door open. I practically fell asleep on the toilet until I awoke to the sound of the bathroom door closing. My eyes popped open just as the light came on. I looked toward the door and there was Ms H standing there completely naked with her beautiful ass and back facing me. As she turned around, there I was, with my shorts around my ankles on the toilet.

"I'm so sorry," she gasped. I sat there staring at her enormous jugs. I had never seen her lie out to tan, since she did it at a salon, but apparently she must have worn a bikini at the salon since she had very dark tan lines. Her nipples were huge, I had seen my sister and mother naked and neither of them had nipples close to that size. She quickly noticed what I was transfixed upon and covered up her luscious mountains. With her arm pressing against them the looked like to solid pillows. I then did what came natural and began admiring her neatly trimmed pussy.

She grabbed a towel off the rack and covered herself as best as she could while I hopped up and pulled my pants up. "If you don't tell anyone you saw me naked, I won't tell your friends you pee sitting down," she joked. "It's a deal," I agreed. From that day on our relationship was very different. She freely walked around in front of me only wearing a T-Shirt and underwear, while Mike would tell her to put some clothes on. She would laugh and say he has a mother, I'm sure he sees this everyday. Mike would apologize, but I was not offended.

This went on for 2 years throughout High school. I would stop to pick up Mike for school and she would answer the door every morning wearing a bathrobe that barely covered her ass. Her tits were so huge there was always a few inches of cleavage to go with her long slender legs. One morning she answered the door with her robe wide open. I got a good look at one of her breasts along with a good look at her pussy. She caught me looking, and the giggled out a "whoops." She tied up her bathrobe with a big smile. This was getting out of control.

Ms H was a thought that ran through my head every time I jerked off. There seemed to be no hope in me getting the chance to fuck her. Not until Mike's grandfather took him and his sister on a 2 week cruise. I drove by the house about once a day in the hopes that I might catch a glimpse of Ms H outside fixing her flowers in a pair of short shorts. Then it came to me, I'll go over to the house next weekend and act like I thought Mike was supposed to be back. So I waited and did exactly that.

I went over to the house on Saturday at about 1. It was a gorgeous day; I just hoped Ms H would be wearing something skimpy to beat the heat. I went to the front door and knocked but there was no answer. I knew she was home because her car was in the driveway. I then went around to the back of the house by going through the ivy-covered gate of the privacy fence. As I neared the back of the house I could hear the classical music cranked and knew she was out back. When I came to the back of the house, there she was in all her glory. She was completely nude catching a a few rays. I cleared my throat and her eyes popped open. "Tom, you bad boy," she jokingly scolded. "I guess we're even for walking in on each other," she joked. "Mike won't be back to next weekend," she said.

"Damn, I was hoping we could hang out," I replied.

"Well you can hang out in my nudist colony," she joked.

"I better go and stop bothering you," I replied.

"Nonsense, you already know what I look like naked, and I need some company, which makes you the perfect candidate. Just don't tell Mike you hung out with his naked mom," she said.

"You ought to get naked to," she said. "I always see Mike naked what's the difference." I couldn't fight logic, so I took off my T-Shirt and cut-offs, letting my 9-inch cock fall to the side of my leg. The truth was Mike only had a skinny 6-inch dick, so we weren't exactly the same to look at. I had jerked off right before I came over, so that I wouldn't be over here with a hard on. I was thankful that day that I had planned ahead, or I would have a huge hard on. I sat across from Ms H and we made small talk about school until the conversation had turned to girls. I told her how I as still a virgin and she comforted me about how the girls didn't know what they were missing. I swear that the entire time she kept staring at my cock. Her stare had begun to get semi-hard.

Her body was so hot she was very blonde and was extremely tan. Every time I see one of those hot soccer moms in the grocery store I think of her. Her tits were to solid mounds; they sagged slightly, but were awesome for someone her age. Her stomach was slightly wrinkled from bearing Mike and Erica, but it was remarkably trim and toned. I could definitely see the muscles of her stomach without effort. Her pussy was neatly trimmed in order to fit a bikini line. As she sat across from me I could make out the lips of her pussy that seemed to ask me to lick them.

She pulled out a bottle of baby oil and asked if I could help her. I walked over stood beside her as she sat up for me to apply it to her back and shoulders. When she sat up her head was inches away from my swelling cock. I knew for sure that her eyes were glued on it now. I got a little excited and slid my hand from her shoulder to her left breast giving me an instant hardon. "Look out you could put an eye out," she joked. She then wrapped her hand around my dick and held it away from her face until I was finished. The touch itself was almost enough to make me cum.

"Your turn," she said. She let go of my cock and grabbed the baby oil. My dick slapped against her face, but she was unphased. She filled her hand with baby oil and began rubbing it on my cock. "It's time to try this out," she purred. She stood up and guided me by the dick into the first room in the house, Mike's room. She pushed me onto the same little bed that mike had had since Junior High. I felt guilty, getting ready to fuck my best friends mom on his bed. But I remembered guilt is only if you get caught.

She was in total control. She smiled at me with a seductive smile and straddled me. She grabbed my member with her right hand. Her hand did not fit all the way around and I could fell her long fingernails on my cock. She took my oil-covered cock and place the tip at the entrance of her pussy. Slowly she backed up swallowing every inch of my dick with her pussy. She placed both hands on my chest and dug into me as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Holy shit, that feels good!!" she screamed. I was in heaven; I had this hot older woman riding the hell out of my cock. It only took about 10 good thrusts from her and she was cuming uncontrollably. "Oh my god, Oh my god'" she squealed, in a hi-pitched voice. She collapsed on top of me and began telling me, between breaths, how long it had been since she had a good fucking.

She got up to get a glass of water, but of course I was not satisfied. I had seen plenty of pornos and had a lot of ideas that I wanted to try out. I went into the kitchen and there was her gorgeous ass. She was bent over the counter sipping her water; she looked so sexy with the baby oil and pussy juices making her pussy a glistening work of art. She looked over her shoulder and said hey handsome. As she said that I grabbed both sided of her dainty ass and jammed my dick into her. She gasped, dropping the glass into the sink, breaking it. She reached around her trying to get her hands on my firm ass while I fucked the hell out of her. I stood on my toes giving it to her as hard as I could and she just asked for more. She reached out and grabbed the counter with both hands and began to tremble, I had made her cum again.

I was hammering it home now, just then she stopped me. I'm not on the pill she explained so I'll have to finish you off another way. With that she got on her knees and began licking every square inch of my dick. She kept eye contact with me while she rubbed my slobber-covered dick all over her lips and face. She grabbed my dick with one hand and began jerking me off while the head of my cock rested in her mouth. She gave me a sexy wink, and that's all it took. The cum shot out of me like a rocket. I watched as she indulged in the cum shooting all over tongue and face. She was loving the taste of my cum, as soon as I stopped she immediately swallowed my whole cock to suck out all the juices.

I stayed there the whole weekend fucking her 24/ 7. It was an awesome experience. The only thing that could make it better is if I could get her daughter to join us. But that comes later.

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Hot Girls with Big BOOBS:

Sex in Lunchbreak

Sex in Lunch-break (Mark rushes home to her bedroom for lunch):

Mark called home, his meeting had been canceled and he decided to come home for lunch. Of course, with an hour's drive to get home, he hoped it would actually be lunch and a whole lot more. The kids were at school and it had been a while since him and his wife had done anything, so Mark was hopeful.

Allison knew exactly how to serve lunch, and it had very little to with cooking or food. Fully aware of the opportunity, she changed out of her everyday clothes, noticing how firm her nipples already were and seeing the tell-tale damp spot in her panties as she slipped them off. Still holding her satiny panties, she looked into the mirror running the panties down her body, feeling the soft fabric slide over her naked skin. She teased her nipples a bit, then slid the panties around her, moving down her back and softly over her naked ass.

Dropping the panties, she spread her legs apart, lifting one foot up on the dresser and touched herself feeling the wetness and heat building inside her. Knowing how it would excite Mark... breathing her fragrance, tasting her dampness, drinking her lust, she slipped a finger into her wet opening. Moving it slowly up her slit, she finds her sensitive clit, touching it with her wet fingers.

The phone rang and checking the caller-id, Allison answers it, "I hope you're almost home." Her voice is deep and she breathes heavily.

"Yes, I am just pulling into the neighborhood, I wanted to tell you how hard I am. I've been hard for the entire drive home."

"Mark, I'm looking in the mirror at my naked body. I'm standing with my legs spread and I touched myself. Mark, I'm wet, I'm so wet for you."

"I'm turning onto our street... bye." The phone went dead.

Allison hung up, and slipped on a sleek nightgown, not a nightgown she sleeps in, one she saved for a day like today. Leaving the front unbuttoned, she stood in front of the mirror again, lightly touching up her make up and spray on a bit of perfume. She finished just in time, as she heard Mark's car pull into the driveway. Knowing the back door was unlocked, she quickly climbed onto the unmade bed, leaned back onto her sea of pillows, and opened her gown some.

Mark entered the bedroom door to see her lean seductively back, resting on the soft pillows. Allison watched him step into the doorway, immediately seeing his erection through his pants. Seeing how hard he was, she felt the dampness between your legs and knew she was ready for him now.

Mark moved onto the bed, resting his hand on her knee he whispered, "Do you want this as badly as I do?"

Allison nodded, silently parting her legs, willing his hands upward. She felt him trace the soft flesh of her thighs and her breath quickened. Watching him as he felt the damp heat of her, as he touched closer and closer, she felt his fingers on her soft lips.

"No panties," he whispered, with an almost pained look on his face.

Allison just smiled, opening her legs to him as she threw open her rope. Mark backed away, unbuttoning his shirt as he eyed her breasts. On her back, Allison's breasts seemed to pool languidly, her nipples pointing upward. Throwing his shirt aside, he unfastened his belt and pants, letting his eyes flow down her body, over the tight curls of hair, the slit, opening just slightly for him.

She watched him pull off his pants and then slide the elastic on his underwear over his erection. "He is enormous," she thought, sliding back a bit on the bed, bracing herself for him. When he got like this, just on the verge of control, she knew it would be a little rough, not violent, but just a bit feral.

Bending her legs at the knees, she opened herself for him, watching him crawl between her knees and move his cock to her. Taking his shaft in her fingers, she felt the heat in him and opening her lips with the other hand she guided him into her.

Feeling him tremble above her, she gasped as he desperately plunged into her, shoving himself to the hilt. Moving beneath him, she ground her clit up on him until he pulled back for another thrust.

It was hot, fast and hard as their bodies slammed together, each drawing pleasure from the other, each giving as they took. They came together, the urgency splashing from them in wet spurts and pulsing contractions. Mark let his weight fall upon her as Allison savored the pressure on her, the warm wetness inside her and even, the always slightly sad and strange feel of his cock slipping out of her. His cock didn't fill her now, but she knew she held something of him inside her, something she could hold a bit of for the rest of the day, until it slowly became a part of her.

In a few minutes Mark climbed off her and quickly pulled on his clothes. Allison watched his cock, still glistening from her disappear into her underwear, wondering if anyone at work would smell her on him. She felt a tingle at the thought of him marked in her essence, her scent claim him as hers.

"I've got to run hun," he said.

"But you haven't eaten anything."

Kneeling on the bed, he leaned forward, moving his head down between her legs and kissing her lightly there, he said, "No, I'll have to make up for it at dinner."

Smiling, she said, "But the girls will be home then."

"It's a school night, they go to bed early."

"I guess we'll have to also," she replied.

"I did enjoy the lunch."

"I know," she replied. "I know."

Sex at Car Wash

A Car Wash (They get hot while car gets washed):

Stepping out of the car at the Shell Station, Mark looked at the dark skies and impending storm. He felt the cool breeze and knew the front was just passing over. He unscrewed his gas cap and turned to see just what this tank of gas will cost. He slid his credit card into the slot and quickly removed it. Grabbing the nozzle for regular, he let his mind wander as he slipped the nozzle into the opening for the gas. He pictured Jackie, leaned over the rear fender of the car as he slipped his nozzle in.


Mark had known Jackie for a long time, since high school in fact, but it was only recently they had truly discovered each other. In fact, it wasn't until Mark had run into her at the mall that he realized she had come back to town. Though both were with friends at the time, they made arrangements to take a day trip to the beach the next day. He was just filling up the car before they headed out, into the storm it appeared.


As the digital numbers on the gas pump slowly bubbled on, Mark peeked in the car window. "Looks like were gonna get some rain."

"Yeah," Jackie replied, "how much farther is the drive?"

"Well, normally about 45 minutes, but if that rain is as bad as it looks from here, it could take twice that."

"Damn."

"You in a hurry," Mark smiled.

"Aren't you?"

"Well yeah. I mean I just find you again after 20 years and then I got to fight a two hour drive in the rain before I get my hands on you. Yeah I'm in a hurry."

Jackie laughed, "Hey, just enjoy the anticipation."

"Damn, even the gas is slow," Mark replied, moving back over to the nozzle. He could hear Jackie still laughing.


Mark grabbed the nozzle and squeezed it a bit harder, as if to coax out the precious fuel. Finally the nozzle clicked closed and the digital numbers froze. Mark pressed the handle, milking the last touch of gas into the car before returning the nozzle to the pump. He looked to the pump's display to request a receipt, but was first faced with a question. Would you like a discount car wash? Yes... No... Mark was about to hit no, but suddenly an idea popped into his head. He pushed yes and then requested his receipt. In a few moments the small piece of paper came out of the pump.


After grabbing the receipt, Mark slipped back into the car and started the engine.

"What's that grin on your face," Jackie asked, his fingers thoughtfully stroking her graying brown hair.

"Oh nothing, just an idea," Mark replied as he put the car in gear. Instead of turning to head for the road though, Mark took a hard left and headed up to the entrance to the car wash.

"Mark, it's about to pour raining, and you're gonna get the car washed?"

"You can never be too clean, besides, I needed a bit of a polish. What about you?" Mark watched as Jackie figured out his plan, enjoying the initial confusion, followed by a knowing look from those deep blue eyes.


Mark reached out to the controls for the car wash and entered his code number. As he got ready to pull into the entrance, he reached to his crotch to adjust himself. Hell, he wanted Jackie so bad, he was already hard. Glancing over, he noticed Jackie caught him in the act. Marked looked to Jackie and noticed she had unfastened her shorts. Mark stopped the car on the mark and watched the large lighted panel indicate that the wash was starting.


The bright yellow flashing sign announced that the first coat of soap was being applied. Mark watched as Jackie quickly began pulling off her blouse, smelling the unique combination of the odor from the presoak chemicals and Jackie's intoxicating fragrance. Mark opened his shorts and slowly began stroking his shaft as watched her continue to pull her blouse over her head. Then she slipped her bra strap over her shoulder and began removing her bra.


Looking at the car wash panel, Mark noticed another flashing color. Both felt the vibrations through the car as the high pressure wash sprayed water and chemicals along the lower body panels and underside of the car. Jackie quickly removed her bra and leaned back against the car door, letting Mark admire the sight. He leaned over and began kissing and sucking on her nipples as he reached his hand into her panties. Mark felt Jackie's hips press up as his fingers found her wet opening. He slid his fingers up to her clit and circled as he continued sucking her nipples. He could feel Jackie's firm fingers run though his hair, coaxing him on.


"Oh yes, that's it," Mark heard, unable to reply as he continued on her nipples. He increased his rhythm, pacing his fingers with her increased breathing. She began thrusting her hips up his fingers, moving faster and faster. Suddenly Jackie moaned and arched her back, pulling Mark onto her. Moving his fingers down, he slipped them inside her and felt the spasms run though her. He moved his thumb back to her clit, but she pulled back a bit.


"Careful, careful. It gets too sensitive there when I come," Jackie whispered.

Mark carefully removed fingers from her pussy, and brought them up to his mouth where he tasted her juices. He sat up and looked into Jackie's eyes and said, "Wow, that was quick, I didn't know..."

Jackie held her fingers to his lips and said, "Now let's see about giving you that polish."

Mark pulled his cock out of his pants and reclined his seat. He watched Jackie carefully maneuver past the steering wheel to settle over him. Mark could smell the distinct odor of the wax as it was slowly sprayed onto his car.


Mark gave into the sensation as Jackie masterfully moved and twisted her head in a delightfully intense way. He felt her gently caressing his balls with one hand, while stroking him with the other. Mark began to match her rhythm, pressing his hips in unison with the sucking. He was about to close his eyes as the lights flashed yellow.


The yellow blurred in Mark's mind as he felt himself building beneath Jackie's mouth. He arched his back to feel the final few twists of her head and then he felt himself explode, splashing into Jackie's mouth. His climax was intense, more intense than any he could remember as he felt himself continue spurting. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he relaxed.

Jackie sat up smiling, "My, it's been a while for you hasn't it."

Mark didn't answer, he leaned over and kissed Jackie hard and deep, tasting the lingering hint of his come in her mouth.

"Now that you've lasered me, look's like it's time for the Laser Dry."


Mark glanced up at the fuchsia flashing light. He fixed himself back into his pants and put the car in drive. He felt the car buffet some as the hot air blew across the hood of his car. He noticed that it had begun raining.

"Not that I'm complaining, but I'm not sure you need the dry."

"Then don't complain," Mark replied, leaning to kiss Jackie again. As the car eased out of the car wash, the rain, hit by the hot air from the laser dry did a strange dance across the hood of Mark's car.

A Baffling Shower

A Baffling Shower (He sees them fucking in the shower):

I shouldn't have been there and undeniably I shouldn't have stayed, but I simply got caught up in it all and simply froze. Although I was pretty drunk, I make no excuses, I was wrong and am completely embarrassed that things worked out as well as they did.


My friend Mike had invited me to stay at his house while mine was being treated for termites. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, depending upon how you look at it, the exterminators had been delayed, so while my house was covered in a massive tent with no way in or out, they were unable to fumigate the house because of an equipment problem, leaving me stranded at Mike's for over a week.


Now a two day stay with a friend and his wife is much different than a week. Throw in the fact that Mike's wife and I had dated and that I still lusted after her and the week slowly became more and more unbearable.

Don't get me wrong, Mike and Donna were as nice as can be, letting me use their spare bedroom at night and giving me a free run of the rest of the house. They even let me shower in the master bathroom rather than make me use the bathtub in their guest bathroom.


Out of deference to me and the paper thin walls, Mike and Donna had apparently remained celibate during the entire time I was with them. I know this because I never heard anything but occasional snoring coming from their room at night, and because of the ever increasing level of sexual tension in the air.

I could see it between them, a casual touch eliciting a gasp, a stray brush of hand to breast when they thought I wasn't looking, and the lingering kisses goodbye as Mike and I headed out to work. Just seeing them look at each other was driving me nuts and several times I wanted to crash into the bathroom and flog away picturing what I wanted to do to Donna, but out of respect for them, I refrained.


The sexual tension continued building until the last night I stayed there. Celebrating my immanent return to my house and my friend's overwhelming hospitality I picked up a couple of six packs. Our makeshift party was nice, with Mike and Donna helping me pack while we guzzled beer and the three of us crashing onto their sofa. Mike and I sat down first with not much room between us. I expected Donna to sit on the other side of Mike and was surprised when she squeezed in between us.

The room got suddenly quiet for me as I tried to quell the tent rising in my pants, inspired by the sensation of Donna's thighs, shoulders and arms brushing against mine. Not to mention her ass, her ass...

We sat for several moments when Donna announced uncomfortably, "I gotta pee," and jumped up and headed for their bedroom. Just a moment later, Mike followed, "Yeah, I think I need to go too."


We were all feeling pretty good by then so when I decided I better go too, I had to steady myself until I got rolling toward the guest bathroom. I aimed carefully and was proud that I didn't christen their carpet and walls as I urinated. Finishing up, I zipped up my shorts and walked back to my room to pack up a few more items.

Remembering I had loaned Mike a book of mine, I meandered up the hallway to their room. Finding the bedroom door open I stepped in and was about to ask about the book but found the room was empty. Hearing some noise from the bathroom I stepped through the open door and froze.


Hearing the sound of the shower for the first time, I realized they both were in the shower together, and looking though the glass door I saw Donna, pressed up against the glass as Mike obviously was pummeling her from behind. Telling myself I should leave, I simply stared at the way her breasts pressed against the glass, the way her erect nipples moved as her breasts rolled against the door, and the ecstatic expressions her face made as her body was jolted by each of Mike's thrusts.

It was so beautiful, Donna, naked, completely unaware of me, her body moving, her face contorting in complete abandon as she pressed her hips back to meet Mike's cock. I could hear her moan in long, luxuriant expressions of desire that were underscored by Mike's rhythmic grunts that accompanied each thrust.


Unable to move, I felt the tug of my clothing against my cock and peeked down to see a tent protruding from me. Looking back up I watched Donna as she came, her shrill groan becoming a guttural growl as I saw her body twitch.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Mike shouted from behind her, "Oh fuck I needed that so bad, he continued.

I was about to back out of the bathroom and find somewhere to go relieve my aching erection when the shower door suddenly opened. I found myself staring at my two hosts, them soaking wet, dripping with cum and me, with a massive erection stretching out toward Donna, as if in pleading.

"Jim, what are you doing?" Mike blurted.

"Ugh, I'm sorry, I was looking for a book."

"A book?"

"Yeah, my Brautigan..."

"There's no book in here," Donna said. I don't know if it was because she was just coming down from an incredible orgasm or what, but her voice sounded seductively sweet to me.


"I'll go, come back for the book later," I mumbled, but as I turned to leave I felt Donna grab my arm and turn me towards her. She glanced longing up at Mike, who paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded his head.

Donna moved onto her knees as she opened my shorts, deftly pulling my cock out of my pants. I looked down in amazement as her lips, in seeming slow motion, slid over the head of my cock and then further, further down the shaft. An incredible sensation rolled over me as her head slid back while her tongue darted over me.


I noticed that Mike, his cock still soft and dripping a bit of white cum had moved up behind Donna, close enough that when she backed off my erection, her back pressed his cock. Feeling him behind her, she began an pronounced back and forth motion over me, taking me as deep as she could in one direction and pushing back against him in the other.

Mike's cock began to grow again and soon, he was aiding her forward motion, pushing her with the bottom of his cock and his balls. In the meantime, Donna had grabbed my balls and was gently kneading them as her mouth moved over me.


Primed from a week of being close this woman, smelling her, watching her move, talk, laugh and now fuck, I came. I came long and hard, my cock pumping my cum into her mouth and when it slipped out a moment, onto her breasts. Recapturing my cock in her mouth, she then sucked it hard, draining the last dribble of my sticky jism.

Swallowing, Donna then stood up and grabbed Mike's now fully erect cock in one hand and my soft one in the other, she let us to the bed. She climbed onto the bed and pulled Mike in on top of her. She then looked at me and patted the bed, motioning for me to lie down and watch.


I watched my best friend as he began moving, slowing sliding his cock back into Donna, slowly building speed with each thrust. She raised her legs, bending them at the knees and letting her feet rest against his ass as he pumped into her. Watching the incredible sight of them moving together, them acting and reacting to the sensations that flowed through each motion and knowing they did this as I watched them turn me on so much that my cock was hard again, ready for more.


Mike was getting close to coming again when I felt Donna's fingers run up and down my cock and when he came, he pulled his cock out almost immediately and fell over on the other side of her. Donna then urgently pulled me up on top of her, grabbed my cock and guided me into her. I pushed myself into her as deep as I could go, just in time for her to come. Keeping myself pushed to the hilt inside her, I savored the pulsations her cunt made along the length of my cock.


When she calmed a bit, I began fucking her, moving slowly and deliberately, drawing each sensation out of her, as her magnificent, delicate folds opened and closed around me, as her wet soft walls enveloped me in her warmth, as her and Mike's cum coated me in a liquid pleasure. Donna moved slowly with me, her voice squeaking lightly as I pressed deep into her, my pelvis grinding onto her clit. We came slowly and together, our bodies entwined as physically close as we could ever be, our cum mingling as we moved and breathed as one.


In a few moments I rolled off of her, snuggling in close to her, noticing Mike doing the same from the other side. We drifted, falling asleep and then waking in the morning still entwined.

Waking, I was apprehensive, feeling a bit guilty and wondering if there would be repercussions between us all. My apprehension was quelled when Donna walked up to me, pressed her breasts against my chest and kissed me long and passionately. While we kissed, Mike came up behind Donna, wrapped his arms around her and me and squeezed us even tighter together.


Finishing our kiss, Donna whispered, "I hope you can come back and visit us again real soon." I looked up to Mike's face and saw him smile and nod. Donna then slipped out between us and headed for the shower.

Needing to leave, I loaded my bags in the car and then stepped back into the house. Mike shook my hand and then whispered, "Go back to the bathroom, Donna wanted to show you something to think about."

The image still burns brightly in my mind.