Chapitre 22: New Years Special
I don't own Overwatch.
Miss Pharah, Miss Mei, Miss Tracer, Miss Olivia, Missus Widowmaker
I don't really have a New Year ritual, I don't go out with friends and get drunk or anything like that. Usually, I stay up because of the illegal fireworks popping in the air until midnight before I'm finally allowed to go to sleep. I know, boring, but you know what? it makes me happy.
Mom on the other hand had quite the invite. Ms. Ana had essentially invited all the teachers still on this continent to her home for a small, calm party and Fareeha had invited my mother. Because she's secretly crazy I think, my mother has this… effect on parties…
So I sat on my couch watching TV when my phone began the shout at me.
Upside, inside out she's livin la vida loca. She'll push and pull you down, livin la vida loca.
I immediately answer my phone. "Olivia you really need to stop changing the ringtone on my phone. How are you even doing that when I don't let you anywhere near it?"
"Scott!" Olivia suddenly shouted, I pulled my phone away from my ear as cheering and laughing erupted over the other end, "Scottie Scott Scott!!" she exclaimed happily, "Scott listen… listen." Then entirely and utterly serious, "I miss you…"
"Don't say that to my son!" I heard my mom shout followed by hitting, "Scott doesn't listen to her she's awful for you… Fareeha, why can't my son bring home a girl like you?"
I stared a little horrified at my phone for a moment but then after calming down I realized that my mother must have been about 8 bottles Queen of Blades in… that's her kissy lovey mode. She doesn't remember much after that mode. Mostly just shame.
"Sarah, Scott will be fine…" I heard Fareeha moan confidently, "…Why can't I bring home a guy like Scott?" I heard her whine.
I sighed audibly into the phone. God damn it. "Designated driver?!" I shouted into the phone, "Olivia?! Who's going to drive?"
"Drive? Oh… I don't think we should drive, we've had a lot of tequila… Lena! Hey Lena!"
"Tosser!" suddenly there was a struggle over the line for the phone, finally I heard Lena's frustrated voice "ello?"
"Lena exactly how much alcohol has my mother consumed?"
"About two McCree's…" she said thoughtfully, "So she's pretty smashed…"
I sighed again rubbing my eyes and getting up, "Okay, I better come and get her before everyone gets alcohol poisoning." Then a little more serious, "Lena do not let her drink anymore, and don't drink anything with her around she has that effect on people. It's like she's an infestation of drunkenness or something…
"He Lena! You and Emily should make out!" my mother shouted, "Emily! Get your sexy redhead butt over here!"
"…Please hurry love…" the phone went ominously dead and I sighed again. Miss Ana's house wasn't exactly far but we weren't a two-car household, plus I only had a learner's permit. Luckily I had a bike… it took me about 30 minutes to get to Miss Ana's very lovely home with half a dozen cars just pilling the street in front of it. I frowned as I saw God-help-us-all Vice principal Reyes sitting on a porch bench with Principal Morrison with half a dozen bottles of rum littering their feet.
"I'm just sayin Jack… Moira's been looking at me funny…" Mr. Reyes said, ignoring me completely as I approached the front door, "…Should I tap that?"
Mr. Morrison shushed his friend for about a minute, then looking out into the street added, "…I'd do it… you know if Ana wasn't checking me out all the time."
"Bullshit man…" Reyes laughed, slumping on the bench.
I didn't need to hear this. I knocked and the cheering erupted from inside the house, "Woo!" I sighed, hearing my mother's voice. "Angie's come to play!"
Lena yanked the door open and pulled me inside. Holding me in front of her like a shield as the girls whistled at me. "Help me! She's crazy!"
"Scott!" my mother glomped me immediately, hugging me tightly as the smell of alcohol overrode my nose. "Sweetie you… you got to tell me... where are my pants?"
Oh no… she's had about three more. This is amnesiac drunk. "You're wearing them." I said bluntly and she looked down and gasped, as I turned to Lena, "I said don't let her drink anymore!"
"I tried but she distracted me with my girlfriend!" Lena replied as a very attractive redhead glomped her from the side and tackled her to the floor.
"Lena…" she whined, "I'm sleepy… take me to bed!" she declared, snuggling against Lena's soft body.
"Emily not now!" she replied desperately, trying to push her arms back down.
Desperate for reinforcements I looked around the room. I caught sight of Olivia, Fareeha and Mei laughing animatedly on the couch. Ms. O'Deorain and Ms. Ana were chatting a little red-faced near the table with the food. Mr. Winston was quietly reading in one corner with a glass of wine held in his foot, Mr. McCree was nursing a bottle of whiskey and watching a football game I think, and Mr. Lindholm was quietly snoozing in a corner.
"Okay, mom?" I began, finding no help anywhere among them, "Mom!" I shouted, getting her to focus as she rubbed her face against mine.
"Hmmm?" she mumbled inattentively, her eyes closing as she pressed against me.
"Mom we need to go. Where are your keys?" I asked just as Olivia noticed I was here.
"Scott!" she crashed into me from behind squeezing me tightly as her breasts pressed against my back, forcing me to stumble forwards towards Ms. Ana and Ms. O'Deorain. Who watched rather dismissively as I hit the floor with a snuggling Olivia and a drowsy mom.
"…A little help?" I asked politely, Ms. O'Deorain gave me a very mysterious smile. "Please?
"…Don't drink the punch?" she suggested humorously.
"Ms. Ana?" I pleaded, ignoring Ms. O'Deorain completely.
Ms. Ana sighed softly, but she got up and dragged Olivia away as she reached her arms out to grasp at me. "No! He's so cuddly!"
"Uh huh…" Ms. Ana noted dismissively, "…I suppose the party is getting a little confused about itself. We'll go outside and watch the fireworks, the Proudmoores usually have something illegal to pop off."
Getting to my feet with mom still attached I asked her again, "Mom where are your keys?"
"…Fareeha said I was too drunk to drive…" she mumbled, "And she took my keys, which I thought was a little unfair so I took her keys… that way neither of us would be able to drive."
Ignoring the logic behind that I dragged her back to the couch and looked around for Fareeha, I couldn't find her. "Mei, where did Fareeha go?" I asked.
Mei, looking red-faced and strangely loose gestured up the stairs, "Went to her old room I think…" watching me she slowly stretched out the very tight sweater she was wearing, slightly showing off her baby blue bra. "…I feel hot…" she mumbled, her large full breasts begging to be released.
But I didn't have time for those. I made my way upstairs, peeking in rooms here and there until finally, I saw Fareeha slowly stripping out of her pants, standing in a bra and panties. I pushed my way in and… yep I shut the door behind me; I was on autopilot…
She looked over her shoulder, it was sexy, but she was hardly registering me as she stood with her back to me, "…Hi Scott…" she said. "…Are you here to tuck me in?"
"Well I was here to get my mom's keys but I think I can make time…" I smiled. With mom the way she was downstairs we definitely could.
She returned it, slipping her hands into her panties she pushed them down, bending over and displaying her fit rear towards me. I approached her automatically, gently caressing her butt as she stayed in the bent-over position. "… I'm glad you came…" she said standing back up and leaning back against me, letting me reach around her and caressing her breasts. "…I was going…" she moaned slightly, "I was coming over to your house but Sarah… spiked the punch." She whimpered, grabbing my hands and encouraging me to squeeze tighter.
"And now we're about to have sex in your old room like horny teenagers…" she moaned audibly as popping and sparking began to work their way through the cracks of the house as the entire street tried to outdo one another in noise. I kissed her neck, suckling it affectionately as she tilted her head to give me more access. "You smell great…"
"I smell like beer…" she moaned, disappointedly.
"You look good…" I said.
"I'm naked…" she replied "I'm going to 'look good' if I'm naked..." I turned her around and lead her to the bed, lying her down on her back with me above her as I continued to kiss her.
"You taste wonderful." I said, burying my tongue into her mouth and tasting a faint trace of alcohol on her.
"I-" she tried to say something but I cut her off with another kiss and thoroughly shoved my fingers into her pussy and spread her wide open as I thrust my hand into her. "Mmmh!" she moaned at the double assault, thrusting up into my hand for more. I just kept going, thrusting my fingers in and out of her body as her toes clawed the carpet off the side of the bed, "Mmmh…" she moaned in my mouth as I kissed her, her hips shaking as my finger continued their assault… "Mmmmmmggh…" she began thrusting upwards, she was close…
I pulled away from her lips, still playing with her folds as she began to whimper, "Cum for me…" I begged and her whole body obeyed, her hips thrusting up and tightening around my fingers.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming for you!" she declared softly, as her hand clutched at my shirt, trying to pull me down back to her mouth, either eager for more of my lips or to help stifle her orgasmic screaming. I was okay with both as I kept molesting her, making her ride her orgasm hard, her pussy leaking everywhere as she shook her hips instinctively trying to get away.
Suddenly her whole body relaxed and I stopped, "…Whoops…" I mumbled quietly as her eyes blissfully closed and she was out. Cooing softly as she clutched to me, holding me close as she was instantly off to sleep…
…I have to say I was a little disappointed about that… but she was Mom drunk so I shouldn't have pushed. Picking her up and setting her into a more comfortable position on the bed I pulled the covers over her and tucked her in. I kissed her one last time, she moaned at my taste and smiled, cuddling her pillow as she wandered into dreamland.
Then remembering what I came up here for I quickly found her pants resting right next to her panties and searching her pockets I found mom's keys, stuffing both the keys and her panties in my pocket, no sense in wasting an opportunity, I carefully turned off the lights and walked into the hall. only to bump into Mei, wearing her very tight blue sweater…
…Yep…
"Scott!" she said firmly, trying to look firm and serious but I knew she was far too drunk and adorable to be a real threat. She prodded my chest firmly, "You are a naughty boy!" she said sternly, she wasn't trying to be seductive I just think that was her natural vocabulary.
"Ms. Zhou I would love to have this conversation with you later…" I said quickly, "But I really need to find my mom and get her out of here before she reaches 'Underwear Brawler' mode. Yes, that is a thing with her. And normally it would be funny but I'd rather not deal with the fallout.
"You will not blow me off Mister!" she said, prodding my chest with her finger and pressing her breast hard against me as she tried to be intimidating but still only managed intensely adorable… it was only then did I realize that she had a drink in her hand, it looked like punch. What did Ms. O'Deorain say about trying the punch? "You are going to listen to me and like it!" she declared, grabbing my hand and dragging me off to the bathroom with surprising strength.
Tossing me onto the toilet seat she began to lecture me. At first, I tried to understand what she was saying believing she would tire herself out, but about a third of the way into her scolding she actually began lecturing me on chemistry… on the bright side I learned there would be a pop quiz when school started up again.
"And another thing!" she declared, shaking her punch hand angrily spilling a little onto her sweater, "I don't like it when you just stick your penis into my butt!" she yelled, and I hissed trying to stand up at the sudden declaration and calm her down, "Don't shush me!" she pouted angrily, shoving me back down. "Saying I seduce you with my butt…" she mumbled, her face red and drowsy looking, "I'm not trying to…" she stared down at my pants, "…seduce you…" she mumbled, suddenly she was down on her knees, looking a little off balance. Her breasts suddenly pressed against my legs as she gazed at my crotch.
"…Is it hot in here?" she mumbled, her empty punch cup rolling away as her hands clutched at my legs. "I feel hot." Suddenly she was pulling off her sweater her large round breasts bouncing free in her blue bra as she tossed it away. "…You're hot too." She declared, and her hand gently grabbed at my zipper. Pulling it open my Fareeha erection shot to freedom and she gasped surprised as if it was the first time seeing it.
"…You… you want to put it in my butt don't you…" she whimpered out loud, lower lip trembling and staring at my throbbing erection. "W-well I don't want it!" she said firmly, pouting at me as she stood a little straighter, her chest framing my cock as she glared at me, "You always put it in my butt!" she suddenly wrapped her breasts around my cock and squeezed them tightly together. "I'm not a butt girl!" she declared, enveloping me with her soft breasts as she moved me up and down, using her bra to hold them tightly in place.
"Mei…" I groaned as she titfucked me, "I promise I'm not trying to have sex with you today…"
"I'm not a butt girl." She said again, gripping her breasts and pressing them tighter together as she continued ignoring me and stroking me. "This naughty penis only likes my butt!
"That's certainly not true…" I grunted, not resisting her assault as I throbbed between her breasts, seeing my cock head poke out and in between her big soft breasts.
"Bad penis!" she said, using her hands to move them up and down, "I don't like you in my butt…" but I couldn't help but notice how longingly she looked at it, her mouth opening slightly as she stared at my dickhead poking between her chest, as if desperate to suddenly embrace it with her lips.
"I… I'm cumming Mei…" I declared, thrusting between her and bouncing, "It's cumming you need to stop."
"Bad penises get punished." She said, but I don't think she quite understood what she was doing, this most certainly wasn't a punishment. And quite frankly I wasn't able to hold it any more, grabbing her breasts I pulled them down to my hips and fired. My seed splattered against her chin and pooled down into her cleavage, painting her white with cum…
She looked… surprisingly satisfied as she looked at me, "…Your penis made a mess…" she mumbled, "See? It doesn't need to be in my butt…" slowly she lapped away at my cum, still holding my dick between her breasts as she expertly cleaned her body and my dick. It had a natural effect…
Hardening once again after most of my cum had entered her mouth she stared at it horrified. "No… it's hard again…" she slowly began moving her breasts but I realized that this was going to get us nowhere fast. Honestly, she was just going to rile me up again and again with her titfucks so…
I stood up, and pulled out of her breasts. "Get up Mei..." I said gently, pulling her to her feet and turning her while pushing her body against the sink so her supple rear pushed out. She was wearing pants, but they were easy to remove, but not fully strip her.
"No…" she whimpered weakly, shaking her large rear as her blue panties squeezed tightly around her soft bouncy ass. I pulled those down too, but not enough to reveal her pussy, and I spread her ass cheeks to see her gasping and waiting butthole. "No! not my butt again…"
I didn't let her wait, grabbing her shoulders and thrusting deep into her ass she immediately shivered at my penetration, she already came, gasping and crying out as I began to move. "I don't want to be a butt girl…"
I smacked her large round buttocks and she yelped, but tightened… whether or not she wanted to be one was irrelevant. The fact of the matter is, she was. I kissed her neck as she stared unblinkingly into the mirror, watching her face contort in pleasure as I thrust into her again and again. "Doesn't it feel good?" I asked her, looking at her reflection as her eyes widened. "Look at her… she loves it…" I said as she gazed into her reflection. "More importantly she loves it when I do it…" I said, slapping her rear again but gentler.
"S-she doesn't…" she said, but clearly she didn't believe it either, gasping erotically as I increased my thrust.
"Yes, she does…" I said gently, still easily sliding in and out of her well-used butt, "She loves feeling me inside her… feeling my cum deep into her guts." I began to speed up, she was tightening quickly, she was going to cum I could tell. "I'll show you…"
"You… no, I don't want it! I…" suddenly her body quivered violently, "I cumming! I'm cumming now!"
I slammed hard against her, pressing her soft body to the counter and gazing into the mirror as the erotic form of Mei stared back. I filled her up, "I'm cumming… look at her she loves it."
"She loves it…" Mei whimpered, shivering against me gazing into the mirror as her reflection gazed back "…she loves being your butt girl…"
"Use your butt…" I said softly, gently caressing her ass cheeks, "Get it all out…" I said, feeling her squeezing instinctively at my command. Finally, I was empty, I easily slipped out of her, watching her tremble as I did. I pulled her clothes back up, and kissed her cheek before squeezing both ass cheeks affectionately. "Now I got to go find mom… see later Mei…"
"Mmm…" she replied sleepily, and I realized I couldn't just leave her here. So easily picking her up I carried her to Fareeha's room and lay her down on top of the blankets before making my way downstairs.
"Annnnd… no mom…" I grumbled examining the room for her red hair and finding none.
"Hello, Mr. Snow." Ms. O'Deorain said pleasantly, "…You look a little dehydrated…" holding out a plastic cup, "Have a drink…" I was about to take it but suddenly I glared at her, "…Is that the punch?"
She chuckled and set the cup down on the table, "You got me…" she smiled mysteriously at me, "Looking for your mother?" she asked.
"Yeah, where did she go? I need to find her before it becomes last year's St. Patrick's day."
"Sounds fun…" she said cheerfully.
"And it was, until the cops, the national guard, and the war elephants, but I'd rather not start the new year like that…"
She gestured slightly to a hall just off the kitchen with her head, "I saw her go that way with Lena and Emily…"
"Thanks." I replied abruptly, heading that way. It took me a few seconds but I found a guest room. It was occupied.
"Oh yeah Emily!" Lena moaned on the bed, legs spread wide and pants less as the beautiful redhead Emily rigorously ate out her girlfriend. "Yeah…"
Got to admit it was hot, and I'm thankful I didn't catch mom in this predicament… again. But where the heck was she?
Stroking Lena's wonderful inner thighs Emily tongue lapped her girlfriend's pussy as Lena's hands stroked her hair, tightly wrapping her fingers into her thick locks. "Oh god Emily, who have you been practicing on?
Emily however only moaned and continued to eat out Lena, burying her nose into her pussy as she ate her out. Slurping up her fluids like sweet necter. Closing her mouth on her clit and pussy Emily noisily sucked on Lena
"I'm cumming love!" she squirted, firing her juices into Emily's mouth as it struggled to contain her squirt, humming delectably at the taste as she dug her fingers into Lena's thighs. "Oh god yes…" she whimpered, biting her lower lip as her orgasm rode her hard. "A-almost done…"
Emily lovingly licked Lena's pussy slowly before kissing her clit. She climbed up her girlfriend's body and they began making out quietly. "You taste good today sweetheart…" Emily whispered.
"Yes…" came another voice in the room, "Amuse me…"
Oh god damn it, she's in Swarm Queen mode…
I kicked the door in, Emily and Lena squeaked in surprise, Emily was still clothed and desperately covered Lena's nude body as I crossed the room to grab my mother, who was sitting in a chair like a queen. "Come on mom." I said firmly, dragging her out of the room.
"I am not done watching my toys!" she declared firmly as Emily and Lena covered themselves.
"Later Lena…" I said shutting the door behind me.
Dragging my mother up the hall she immediately raised her hand, "Moira! I demand more punch!"
"Certainly." Moira smiled but made no movement towards the punch bowl.
"No punch!" I said firmly, "Mom we are going home!"
"You are a fuddy-duddy!" she proclaimed firmly, "Off with his head!"
"When we get home mom." I said sadly, "Come on."
"Drive carefully Mr Snow." Mr. Winston said casually, turning the page of his book.
"Thank you Mr. Winston." I said opening the front door just as a collection of Illegal fireworks shot into the air across the street. "Thank you for inviting my mother Ms. Ana I'll be taking her home now."
"Drive safe Scott…" she said simply, sitting between Mr. Reyes and Principal Morrison as they watched the obviously illegal fireworks. "I do hope you said goodbye to Fareeha…" she said with a soft smile. Ignoring her however I shoved my mother into the passenger seat and strapped her in.
Then remembering I rode my bike here and there was no room for it in the car I turned back to Ms. Ana. "Uh, Ms Ana can you put my bike somewhere? I'll come and get it tomorrow."
"Sure…" she then elbowed Reyes hard in the side and glared at him, "Get the boy's bike for me, Gabe." Rubbing his side sourly Mr. Reyes went for my bike and took it around to the garage. Getting in the driver's seat of the car, I waved to her as she and Principal Morrison waved back, and I carefully drove us home.
"Come on mom…" I mumbled, pulling up the driveway and trying to drag her from the car.
"…Carry me…" she demanded, good she was deteriorating into slacker drunk. I sighed and went to my door to unlock and open it before returning to her and getting her out of the car. Suddenly however the rear door of the car opened up. I jumped at the shock, struggling to carry my mother as I turned and out popped Olivia, yawning broadly as she stretched.
She crassly scratched her rear in her jeans and turned to me for a moment, "Hey Papi…" she said sleepily as I resisted her language sorcery to carry my mom.
"How did you get in the car?!" I hissed.
"…Are you really asking me that?" she mumbled, walking towards my house, "Come on I'm tired…" I sighed, there was really no fighting it at the end of the day. However, the second I got to the front door the cacophony of noise erupted in the air as faint sounds of 'happy new year' and a smorgasbord of illegal fireworks shot over the houses.
My mother kissed my cheek sleepily, "Happy new year sweetie…"
"Thanks mom…" I sighed, walking into the house and shutting the door behind me with my foot. "Olivia lock the door for me…" I mumbled as she got comfortable on the couch.
"Ay Papi…" she smiled, getting back up and locking the front door as I carried my drunk mother to her room and dropped her onto her bed, securely tucking her in, making sure she the sheets were tucked deeply under the bed to keep her there… I've had much practice in this regard.
Now to riled up and worked out to sleep. I headed downstairs and dropped onto the couch as Olivia stretched out. "Happy new year Papi…" she smiled, as I let my head drop onto the back of the couch.
"Happy new Year Olivia." I replied, and I shouldn't have been surprised to feel her lips on my neck and her hand on my lap. "…Really?" I mumbled, becoming erect in her hands as she unzipped my pants.
"It's a new year Papi…" she smiled at me before lowering her head down to my lap, "First dibs." Her tongue did laps around my cock head and I put my hand on her head and encouraged her further down and felt her begin her blowjob. She stretched out on the couch, buttoning her jeans with one hand and slipping her hand into her red panties, and began moaning as she masturbated.
Seeing as she was more preoccupied with her pleasure than mine I decided to be just a little greedy. I gripped her hair tightly, making her flinch as I shoved her down my cock, "Hey focus…" I demanded coldly, tugging at her hair and moving her up and down my length like her mouth was my personal sleeve. "Get me off first…" I switched hands and shoved my other hand down the back of her jeans and found her asshole, thoroughly probing her as she squirmed at the double assault.
She slurped drunkenly around my length as her pleasure rode high. I was relentless, thrusting into and pushing her head on my cock. "Fuck you feel good." I praised, and she moaned lovingly around my length as her eyes began to swirl I was moving her so quickly. "I'm going to blow my load down your throat." I told her.
"Mmmph!" she squealed, "MMMPH!!!" her body quivered and slammed her head on my cock to the hilt as I fired straight down her throat.
"This is good puta throat…" I confirmed, stroking her hair as she gagged on my length. But determined to make sure I was fully empty she strived forward, masturbating until her whole body shivered and she screamed. Finally I let her breathe, yanking her off by the hair and leaving a few strings of mucus and cum dripping between her mouth and my cock. "I'm duty puta…" I stated firmly and without being told to she began to lick me clean, slowly starting on her pussy again.
When I was thoroughly clean, I began pushing down her pants, "Coño o culo, puta?" I said firmly.
She chuckled, "…Someone's been studying…"
"I do study you know…" I replied as she stood up and let her jeans and panties drop to the floor.
"Study more Papi… study ME." she said as I throbbed at the words and impatience. And bending over to show me her bouncy latina rear, she shook it in front of me and dropped her wet pussy onto my cock. "Ay… stretch me good…" I slapped her ass, making her yelp, then gripping her hips I began bouncing her on my lap. Panting, gasping moaning she worked her hips hard on me, gyrating hard as I dug deeper and deeper into her.
"Ay Papi…" she moaned, "I love you cock..." quivering on me as she came only to squeak loudly as I kept moving her, "Dios Mio!" I throbbed hard inside her, feeling her tighten as her orgasm made her quake. I slipped my hands up her shirt and pulled down her bra, gripping her chest and pinching her nipples I pulled her back against me as I thrust into her. Wide-eyed at the assault on her body she bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming and probably waking up my mother.
Then pulled downwards and thrusting upwards I shot my load into her body, she moaned through her teeth her body quivering and shaking on me as she came hard and I filled her up. "First tight pussy of the year…" having my fill I slapped her belly gently, she chuckled.
"Geez Scott…" whimpering as I rubbed her…
"Hey Olivia…" Olivia yelped and turned her head as my mother too sleepy and partially drunk walked into the kitchen as she felt me soften in horror as she tightened in shock.
"H-hey Sarah…" she said nervously, looking down at me. From the angle we were at I was hidden by the couch. But if mom came even just a little closer we were thoroughly screwed.
"Night Olivia…" my mom mumbled, walking back up the stairs without a second thought, passing my room and mumbling a subtle "Night sweetie…" before walking to her room and shutting the door.
"…I almost pissed myself…" I mumbled quietly, relaxing against her back as she too loosened slightly.
"…Let's avoid that fetish for now Scott…" Olivia replied, "…Shower?" she smiled at me.
"Shower…" I agreed before we made our way to the downstairs bathroom.
She stripped down and turned on the hot water as my phone buzzed on the sink, "Start without me." I said as she slipped one long leg in the shower and looked at my phone I sat down on the seat.
'Sent you something…' and there was a video attached. That's odd…
Opening my phone I opened the video. Soon a bedroom came into focus, then Amelie as she lay down on the bed, facing the phone so that I could see the entire length of her body. She put a finger to her lips, as if to tell me to be quiet as she smiled mischievously.
"Amelie? Are you in bed al-…" the lower body of a man I could only assume was Gerard walked in and stared at Amelie's nude frame. She smiled over her shoulder at him, "…Oh."
She shook her hips, letting her soft squeezable ass shake tantalizingly before him, "Mon amour…" she pleaded gently, and unable to resist her, his pants dropped and he slowly approached. He clambered over her like a drunken ape, aiming his hardening dick at her pussy. "Get inside me…" she commanded, but looking right at the phone as she said it, he didn't notice. His eyes were closed and he was too focused on his own efforts.
She gasped erotically as he entered her with a thrust, yet still, she stared pointedly at the phone. "I want you inside me Mon amour…" she said again to the phone, and I chuckled. She was talking to me. He began thrusting harder, her body shaking as he slammed into her. "Only your cock feels good…" she licked her lips ever so slowly. Still me.
Gerard wrapped his arm around her long elegant neck as he pulled her and he pushed, but still, she stared into the camera, watching me, "Keep talking like that my love… you drive me forward." Amelie licked her lips, her eyes staring longingly at the phone as she began to feel his dick, panting slightly as he sped up. Ignoring the fact that she was lying there like a cold fish.
"Tonight is the night!" he declared, she rolled her eyes and began moaning slightly as he grabbed her shoulders and thrust, "Have our children Amelie!" she breathed slowly through her nose as her eyes closed and he came inside her. He rolled off her on the other side of the bed, panting heavily as she looked over at him and kissed his cheek. Before slipping her hand underneath the pillow and pulling out an odd packet of what looked like pills. A few had been punched out to imply she had taken them, and looking at the box they were in said essentially, "Morning after pill"
She smiled at the camera and puckered her lips as if to kiss, then smacked her lips softly mouthing 'Mon amour, happy new year.' And carefully slipped the box under her pillow and stopped the camera.
"Geez you take a long time." Olivia said, shutting the water off and glaring at me. "Did I hear Amelie?" tossing my phone onto the counter and stripping completely to reveal my erection I shoved her back into the shower and turned the water on. "Ay Papi!" she shrieked happily as I shoved myself into her ass. I pressed her against the wall as her sudden orgasm subsided and I whispered in her ear.
"Remember to thank Amelie for this one…" and began thrusting relentlessly, I needed to shoot my load in a tight hole and Olivia's ass was a prime option.
"Papi, me vas a arruinar!" she laughed while gasping her pleasure, only making me throb harder and go deeper, pressing her hard against the tiles of the shower wall as the warm water slammed against our bodies. I grabbed her wrists and pulled, letting her breasts rub against the wall as I thrust her up against it. "Si!" she came again, harder this time and it finished me. Groaning in pain at my assault I slammed against her pulling her hard against me as I fired into her ass.
"Remember to thank Amelie…" I repeated. "Take all of my load!" I pinned her tightly to the wall, slowly thrusting as I drained my balls, "You're my fucking cumrag in here, puta…"
"Shit Papi…" she moaned, still feeling me fill her, "…I'm going to need some time on the toilet after that." I slapped her ass hard and she yelped before laughing, "Geez… that fucking bitch… I'm going to thank her alright…" I slipped out of her and stood in the shower, gripping her from behind as the water crashed against us.
"I already finished my shower…" she teased, feeling my hands on her breasts again as she felt my flaccid cock between her ass cheeks.
"Well…" I began, kissing her neck, "Maybe I'll want to cum on you when I'm done scrubbing." Then I whispered in her ear, "Fareeha isn't here to save you this time…"
She laughed, twerking her ass to clap on my cock, "…I could always call her when we're done."
"It's almost one in the morning…" I replied, no longer groping and now scrubbing myself. "Beside's I tucked her in before we left…"
She laughed, "…You do realize she's totally going to be pissed to know I'm here right?"
I yawned and finished in the shower, "We'll deal with that later."
Pulling on her panties but leaving her pants on the floor we headed up the stairs together. She kissed my cheek and headed to the guest room, but not before I gave her rear a final slap, "Some of us want to sleep tonight. Goodnight Papi." She smiled, and shut the door behind her.
I collapsed onto my bed, mumbling quietly to myself as once again my phone buzzed, it was everyone essentially wishing my a happy new year from wherever they were, Hana from Korea, Angela from Japan and a lovely picture of her in, and a picture of her out, of a kimono, and Satya somewhere in India. Then remembering to save Amelie's video to my files I sent them all a reply as I dropped back onto my bed and had many a good dream…
Much later the next day I walked to Ms. Ana's house, and finding it would be rude to just bust into her garage I knocked on her front door. Fareeha, dressed in black shorts and a shirt holding n icepack and drinking what looked like a saucer of brown gravy with a runny egg watched me for a moment before realizing who I was and slamming the door in my face.
"I'm going to get my bike okay?" I said through the door and headed down the porch, I was halfway to the garage as she ran back out looking slightly more presentable.
"I-I'll help you with that." She said nervously, opening the garage. We paused for a moment as in the bed of a truck, apparently, Fareeha's was Reyes and Morrison, thankfully both clothed but clearly still very drunk, snoring loudly with bottles of whiskey and tequila in their hands respectively.
"…I'm never inviting your mother to a party with alcohol again." She said flatly.
Getting my bike and shutting the garage I smiled at her, "I tried to tell you." looking around to make sure no one was watching I gave her a quick peck on the lips, "…See you later tonight? Mom's going to work a late shift to try and forget everything… that's usually how her escapades go."
She smiled and winked at me, "Sure…"
All in all… a good start to a new year.
End of Chapter
Spanish translations Essentially
Papi, me vas a arruinar= daddy you're ruining my ass
Coño o culo= Pussy or ass
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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