Chain Reaction
Copyright© 2007 by Frederick T.
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Got the idea watching the interaction among several ladies having a late lunch together. Left the lunch out and substituted a Wednesday night card game. Willy starts the ball rolling ?? One of the ladies carries the ball...And a lot of people score ! Moms, dads, daughters, sons, friends, relatives, neighbors, bosses, and employees ?! The list is almost endless. Hence the name, Chain Reaction. They'll be a few of them...I think ?! Rah ! Rah ! Rah!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Teenagers Consensual Cheating Group Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex
Practice dragged plus I had a woody most of the time watching the young things running up and down the practice field. Janey looked especially enticing as her breasts bounced up and down in her jersey. Practice over, the girls were milling around as their rides picked them up. I'd lost track of Janey and was afraid that she'd left with one of the others.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her come out of the girl's restroom several hundred feet away. She was walking slowly toward me as the last of the girl's mothers drove out of the parking lot.
I yelled. "Need a ride?" She started running straight for the car. I was moving pretty quickly myself. I had the pipe cooking off before we left the parking lot and about half way to my place; Janey was leaning back against the head rest, stoned out of her mind.
Her softball size tits were rising and falling regularily on her chest. I gave her thigh a squeeze. Shit! We'd only had a couple of hits of the shit her mother brought over on Saturday. My cock was spongy and she jerked when I moved my hand up by the crotch of her shorts. Her eyes took several moments to focus. My cock was holding it's own when I pulled into the driveway. Down came the garage door and I was kissing her and mauling her tits.
Her mouth was dry and her tongue slow to duel with me. I was weighing her tits in my free hand as my tongue invaded her mouth, seeking her tonsils. My cock was a crowbar in my shorts. Her nipples were starting to harden when I threw open the door and dragged Janey by the waist. She was almost dead weight. Janey was a big girl.
I had my arm around her, my hand cupping one of her teenage tits. My cock was trying to rip my shorts apart. Janey was mumbling something. I pinched her left nipple. She giggled. The bed, I fucked her mother on, was in sight and I could hardly wait to peel this young thing's clothes off.
Her jersey was first and her tits were encased in a very sturdy sport's bra. I yanked the bra off over Janey's head and her tits exploded out of their confines... Softball size mounds of tender breast meat, topped with small, delicate areolae and peanut size nipples. I was palming them, pinching them and then sucking them... My lust was overwhelming. I don't remember a young thing getting me so excited... And never one of their mothers.