A Woman Waiting to Happen
Copyright© 2016 by qhml1
Chapter 9: Mike
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9: Mike - As usual, I'm not going to tell you what it's about. Just read it.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa
It had been a hell of a day. First a shopping trip with Carrie, then Sarah showing up. She was a damn fine looking woman. With better clothes and decent hair, she would be simply stunning.
I kind of expected Carrie to object to the lingerie show, really surprised when she didn’t. I really didn’t expect Sarah to participate at the end, but only a fool would object to two beautiful women prancing around in their underwear. Carrie’s breasts were perfect, smooth little mounds with tiny little nipples that I loved to play with. Sarah on the other hand, really filled out her bra, the little half cups barely holding those impressive mammary glands upright. Her nipples were much larger. I’d feel comfortable saying they could be half an inch long if they were stimulated.
But, bad marriage or not, she was still married, and off limits.
My dick felt like it was choking to death in the confines of my shorts, especially when Carrie came out in the last combo. I didn’t care what kind of moral judgment Sarah passed, I had to have her. Tossing her over my shoulders, I carried Carrie up top and threw her on a lounger.
It was down and dirty relief sex, the tension had been building all day. When I blasted what felt like a quart on her, it went everywhere, including her chin and the corner of her mouth. When I saw my efforts glistening in the moonlight I thought it very erotic, and when her tongue darted out to collect what had hit the corner of her mouth I was enthralled. I wiped it off her chin and painted her lips with it. Carrie looked me in the eye as her tongue did a slow circuit around her mouth, cleaning it all off. I scooped the bigger blobs of hot come off her titties, dragging across her nipples, and offered them to her. She licked my fingers clean greedily. We didn’t stop until she was as clean as possible. She even gave my dick a long slow squeeze, forcing the last remnants onto her own fingers, sticking them in her mouth when she’d gathered all she could.
That’s when I made up my mind. Time to take it to the next level. Our next session would include teaching her how to give oral. I told her that on the way down from the deck.
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