Capítulo 3793: SHARING MY SON WITH MY GIRLFRIEND
When I noticed that a very attractive young redhead had moved into our condominium complex, I suggested to my son that he go introduce himself. "There's no sense hanging around here, moping after Brooke and feeling sorry for yourself," I told Daniel. "She's engaged. You need to get over it and move on. Our new neighbor looks to be a few years older than you, but you're a handsome young man, so maybe she won't care about the age difference."
I didn't like seeing Daniel so forlorn but he had really thought Brooke Harper was "the one". A very attractive brunette from a good family, she had my son wrapped around her little finger. The problem was that Brooke only wanted Daniel for a good time and when she'd had enough of him, he was cast aside like an old dishrag. My son is a soft touch and he was further devastated when Brooke announced her engagement to the son of a very prominent local family. Brooke wasn't above flashing her fancy engagement ring in front of their mutual friends, knowing it would get back to him. Daniel was crushed because he'd planned a future with Brooke and he couldn't seem to get past it.
Not that his mom was doing much better in the romance department. Poor Karen, divorced and single again at 41. I had no choice about the divorce -- my husband was / is a cheating schmuck and in bed, a dud. It remains a mystery to me now as to why I married Paul in the first place. He was good looking enough and had some money, but there were better men out there that I could easily have married. I'm almost as attractive as Brooke and have kept all my "assets" and I recently returned to brunette from years as a blonde. Daniel mentioned to me that he likes me a lot better this way.
Daniel finally got out of his self-induced funk and went next door to say hello to our new neighbor. I suggested he ask her out for coffee and welcome her to the building. I don't think he was even gone for 15 minutes when he came back with the most dejected look on his face.
"Her name is Simone, mom and she seems nice enough," he told me as he flopped in his favorite arm chair and looked up at me. "She told me no thank you and thanked me for the offer. I get a weird vibe from her, mom. I'm not too sure she likes men."
Why do so many men assume that if a woman rejects them, that they're lesbians? At times, Daniel isvery much his father's son. I told him that he was being ridiculous and I'd invite her to coffee the next afternoon while he was hanging out with some of his friends. Perhaps I could sell young Simone on the merits of my son. After all, who knew him better than I did? He'd been my sole ally since divorcing his father; his younger sister had chosen to stay with her father.
I made my way over to Simone's home the next day, hoping to convince her that Daniel wouldn't be such a bad choice for a boyfriend. Frankly, I thought my son needed to get laid. I know that it might seem odd, a mom thinking that about her own kid, but I thought it would do him a world of good. A good screwing can snap most of us out of a rotten funk and Daniel was firmly entrenched in his.
Simone seemed quite please to see me. Up close, she was even prettier than I had thought, adorable, actually. On closer inspection, she wasn't a true redhead, but a curly-haired; strawberry-blonde who was wearing a pair of tight white shorts and white heels, with a pink top that was knotted underneath what seemed to be lovely breasts. She had very lovely blue eyes and a naughty little smile. I was fairly certain that if I could convince her to give my son a tumble, she would show him a great time in bed.
"My son came over to introduce himself yesterday, I thought I should do likewise," I said to her. "He was right about one thing, you're very attractive."
"Thank you," Simone said to me in her soft, husky voice. "He seemed --nice."
The odd way she said it made my pry a little. "He would have liked to ask you out but he said you didn't appear interested. That perhaps you didn't like men?"
"They're okay, I suppose," Simone shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me. "I'm not a lesbian, if that is what you're asking. I date men on occasion, although I prefer the company of women. We're better in bed. I usually have sex with men while having threesomes."
I had to admire Simone's candor, it was quite refreshing for someone her age. She also wasn't at all self-conscious about her body as she sat on the couch and crossed her legs; she made sure that I got a good look at her.
"You must know what I mean," Simone continued as I sat across from her. I wasn't quite sure just what she meant by that and told her so. "Sex with women," she elaborated. "You must be aware that it's better withyour own than it is with men."
I looked at her with a stunned expression and told her that I'd never experienced sex with another woman. Here expression was equally shocked. "I can't believe it," she said to me. "I got the vibe that you were a lesbian or bi, like me. I'm almost never wrong about these things. I hope that I haven't offended you, Karen."
"No, I'm not offended," I answered her. "I just have never been with a woman. I was married at a young age and Paul -- that's my ex -- would have freaked if I ever suggested a threesome. He was very conventional about such matters."
"Would you have been willing if hehad suggested it?" Simone smiled and leaned forward a bit, displaying her lovely cleavage.
"When I was your age, probably," I told her. "You should be willing to live a little when you're young and then you don't have any regrets later on. Oh well, there's no use worrying about it now."
"Would you like to have a threesome today?" Simone leaned close and placed her hand on my knee. "Minus the man, that is."
I was taken aback and felt a rush of terror coming over me. I pushed it away. I could simply have said no and that would assuredly have been the end of it. Simone was only flirting with me and she was just testing the waters. I surprised even myself by nodding "yes".
Simone grinned at me and stood up. She took my hand and I thought she was going to lead me into her bedroom. Instead, she pressed my hand gently to her cheek and then, she pressed her lips to my hand and kissed it. I felt a chill go through me and I shivered as she moved closer and pressed her lips to my own. Not even in high school had I dared kiss another girl. Now I wished that I had because kissing her was unbelievable and erotic.
I tried to remember all the wonders of an erotic kiss, all the subtle nuances and the little things a girl likes to do to convey her interest. I must have been doing something right because Simone said "nice" as our lips parted and her fingers grazed my cheek again. Her cobalt blue eyes looked into mine and this time, she did lead me to the bedroom.
As Simone wasn't wearing a lot, it didn't take her long to strip out of her clothes. I didn't hide my fascination with her incredible young body. I take care of myself and yet, I felt inadequate in front of Simone. The look in the pretty girl's eyes told me that I was being ridiculous; she wanted me and was almost impatient for me to remove my skirt and blouse. She frowned a bit when she saw my underwear. "You're a gorgeous, hot brunette, Karen," she said to me. "You should be wearing lingerie that reflects that, skimpy bras and thongs. We'll have to go shopping."
I shook my head. "Never mind the added expense, who would I wear it for?"
"Me gorgeous, you'd wear it forme," Simone breathed. "We won't have to worry about the cost, my family has money. They pay just to keep me out of their hair. Come over here, let's get to what we came in here to do."
I was more scared of this than anything in my life, despite the intense yearnings I was feeling. I didn't know what my desires for a young woman almost old enough to be my daughter meant. Nonetheless, when Simone started to kiss me in earnest, I felt myself melting and leaning closer and wanting more. I was accepting my newfound feelings and going along with them. I kissed her back and I didn't flinch when she touched my breasts. I loved the feeling of her lips sucking my nipples and could feel the heat all the way down to my pussy.
"God Karen, your skin is like silk, you're smoking hot," Simone said to me. I couldn't believe this gorgeous young thing was saying this to me when she was quite possibly the prettiest little pink cupcake I had ever seen. Still, she kissed and touched me everywhere she wanted and I didn't stop her. Whatever she wanted, she could have. I was already a slave to her desires.
Simone made wonderful love to me. She kissed my face and my ears and she touched my breasts and my stomach, she worked her way down with her face and her talented, soft hands. I was on fire by this point and I'm not sure what I was saying, I was likely babbling incoherently. Sex had been off the table for a long time and sex this good, even longer. When she started kissing between my thighs, I went off like a rocket. No one had ever given me oral sex like this. I was transported to a whole new universe.
Her tongue swept into my pussy and she made quite the little show of eating me. I felt myself cumming and gasping out lurid suggestions while she dug in deep with her mouth. What a nasty little thing she was and boy, didn't I love it!
"I think it's safe to say you're bi," Simone giggled as she came to rest alongside me for a minute. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
"God, how could I NOT?!" I was still breathing hard. "No one has ever done things like that to me. God, I think my toes even curled."
"When you are ready, you can try to do some of the same things to me," Simone suggested. "Don't worry if you aren't sure, I'll be here to guide you."
I was justifiably nervous about what to do with my new lover. With her youth and vitality, I knew I would come up short, although that didn't seem to be a concern of hers. I was finally able to summon up enough courage to begin exploring her. Simone let me know with whispers and sighs that I was doing okay. Those sighs got louder and turned to moans. I was pleasing her! I think at that moment, I was the proudest of that of almost any accomplishment.
The two of us twisted around each other, our legs entwined as we rubbed tits and pussies. I had never in my life been so wet or so aroused. I clenched her gorgeous ass as we hunched together and we simply could not seem to stop kissing. I loved her gorgeous tits and they were so soft to the touch and I loved the way they bounced. This strawberry-blonde vixen had me caught up in entirely new sensations and I welcomed each and every one of them. My nervousness had vanished to be replaced by lust.
The two of us rolled around in her bed for hours and she showed me a lot about Sapphic love. It can be a lot hotter than it looks in adult videos. It can also be much more tender. When I needed cock, she put on a strap-on and fucked me within an inch of my life. I had no idea how someone so young had become so wise in the ways of lesbian sex.
If I thought this was going to be a one-afternoon event, Simone soon abused me of that notion. "We're going to make you into a new woman, one who is a bit of a slut," she teased. "You're going to have the world at your feet, you're far too fucking hot to be leading a sedentary life."
I couldn't believe this pretty young thing found me appealing, yet she kept on telling me that she did. Whenever she found a spare moment, her bed was warmed and waiting for me. My work colleagues wondered what was causing my perpetual smile. I got compliments from the guys (and some of the gals) at the office for the new and flirty way in which I was dressing and acting. Oh yes, Karen felt like a new woman and it was all because of a pretty young girl and the time I was spending with my face in her juicy little cunt.
I should have known something would screw it up. We got cocky and that made us careless.
Simone's place was being sprayed one afternoon, they found a hornet's nest around her bedroom window. She was told to stay out of the room for about half of the day. Instead of giving up our sex play for one afternoon, I invited her over to my place. We were rolling around the couch, half-undressed, when Daniel walked in the door. The look on his face is impossible to describe, so I won't try.
He shook his head. "Now I know why Simone wasn't interested in me, but holy fuck, my mother likesgirls," he said in disbelief. "Is this a new thing or is this why things didn't work out with my father?"
"You know why things didn't work out with your father," I answered testily. "He was a cheater and he was dull and uninterested in changing. Not that my sex life is any of your business, just as yours isn't really any of mine."
"Hey, calm down the two of you," Simone said. She had made no attempt to cover herself. "We're all of us adults. I know how we can cut the tension. I told you I like men when I'm involved in a threesome. Daniel, if you'd still like to fuck me, why don't you get naked and do just that while I eat out your mom?"
I reacted in horror and the look on Daniel's face was equally shocked. "You want us to have sex while you're having sex with my mother?!" He gasped. "Are you out of your mind?"
"Not at all," my pretty young girlfriend smiled. "I believe that whatever people want to do in bed is between them, so long as they are all consenting adults. You know you'd love to fuck me and I can see you've got a hard-on. So don't worry about any of the implications Daniel, if you want to fuck me, here's your chance. This offer does have an expiry limit," Simone told him as she turned to face me.
"What makes you think I'll go along with this?" I sputtered.
"I think you'll do it because underneath your sweet, motherly façade there lurked a very horny, bi-sexualslut," Simone teased me. "Look at how fast you fell into bed with me, a girl only a few years older than Daniel. You crave kinky and you need it in your life. I'll bet if I encouraged Daniel to fuck you, you'd let him do it. Just go along with it bitch, we'll all be the better for it," she said to me.
I felt my heart sink because I knew she was right. I was a very evil and foul-minded whore who craved the lurid and depraved. I dropped the remainder of my clothes to the ground and saw Daniel gasp. Since "dating" Simone, I had been working out a bit and tanning nude. Daniel tried to hide his reaction, but his Mom was still a hot bitch and I knew it. I felt my sexy young girlfriend position herself between my thighs and when she started licking me, my eyes closed. I had no idea what was going to happen next, I just went along with it.
I found out what would happen next when I felt the added weight. I guess Daniel had a bit of my kinky genetics in him as well and had decided this might be his only chance to fuck Simone. When I felt the additional motions, I allowed myself a smug little smile. I could feel Simone's reaction from the way her tongue was dancing on my pussy and clit. I bet she wished she'd allowed Daniel to fuck her a lot sooner than this. He was like a machine, my son was. Daniel was fucking her hard, almost as if he was taking some of his anger out over being rejected by showing Simone what she had missed out on. I think she knew by now.
I saw that Daniel was about to cum and let Simone know. She moved herself from between my thighs and let Daniel's cock slide from out of her cunt. She pulled me close and as my Daniel came, we both shared his spunk. It was the nastiest thing I had ever done in my life until that point and it was a total thrill.
It didn't end there. We sucked and licked Daniel until we got him hard again and then Mommy got on top of her son and fucked him while he ate Simone's fiery little patch. She and I were kissing and acting like giddy schoolgirls while all of this was going on. I thanked whatever Gods there were that this kinky little slut had moved in next door to us.
I think that held true for all of us. Simone had now wised up to my son's good points and after that, they did start to date. It also sparked a relationship between my son and I. Whenever I need a cock, his is available to me. Until I find an interesting man, why settle? I have a stiff-cocked young man and a hot-as-hell young girlfriend to satiate my desires. So far, no jealousy has cropped up between the three of us. It's been smooth sailing all along.
A year or so after our fling began; I am still sharing my Simone with my son. I am also sharing my son with Simone. At least once a week, I share both of them with myself. I'd expected all of this to "peter out" – the pun not intended – but it's gotten wilder and kinkier and I'm even happier. Daniel has become an incredible young stud with a bevy of beauties, so he's not pressuring Simone for a commitment. Simone has been tutoring me in the Ways of the Slut, she's like a naughty Jedi Master. I will admit, I like the way she uses her "light saber", dig?
I don't have one, nary a one, feeling of guilt about fucking my son. I might have if I were still married to his father, but since I last recounted our tale, my ex has just torpedoed marriage # 2. He cheated on his much-younger mistress-turned-wife with a girl young enough to be her kid sister. How do I know this? Because Daniel confessed that wifey # 2 commiserated with him and got drunk enough to seduce him. "Dad has got to be out of his fucking mind, mom," Daniel laughed as Simone was getting him ready for both of us. "She's not in the league you two have, but she's a hot piece that knows her way around a bedroom." Simone and I looked at each other, my redheaded slut baby and I. We knew what we had to do to fix this. Want to hazard a guess?
I'm sure that the more evil-minded, pervy of you got the idea. I called Elyse Connelly and we offered to let the adorable young lady come over and talk it all out. Being the ex, I agreed with her as she poured out her heart about what a louse her husband was and how much of a stud his son was. I knew both were true, but I didn't overplay my hand. My ex-husband is what our Hebrew friends might call "a putz". My son is a fucking machine who is getting so much better and really getting finesse. Elyse accidentally let it slip that she had "seduced" my son (she thinks). I only offered the opinion that Daniel is an adult. As long as they kept it discrete, I had no problem with them fucking. I offered, just casually, that were I am man, I'd find Elyse's slim, all-natural figure, amazing eyes (they really are) and leggy body an irresistible lure and I'd sleep with her. My dear Simone said she didn't even care about the girl-girl thing, if Elyse was ever interested, she'd gladly made herself available. A more-inebriated Elyse offered that were she to get a bit drunker, she might just allow that to happen. I poured another glass of wine and told them not to stop on my account. We were really laying it on thick.
Elyse is the type of girl that looks sweet, innocent and demure. I'm sure that's why my husband fell for her in the first place. Their affair started when Elyse was just 19, gullible and easily manipulated. Now, in her mid-20's and facing a divorce, this was a new Elyse. She was still sweet to look at, but now possessed of a newfound confidence and a bit of guile. Simone and I found the combination to be like catnip to a cat. Not only was Daniel going to bed Elyse, so were the two of us.
We fed her some lovely wine, pouring it slowly and calculating how much it would take to make her tipsy, not falling-down drunk. We wanted her inebriated and free of her inhibitions, yet capable of participating when things heated up. And theywould be heating up.
Simone quite naturally moved the conversation from cheating spouses and what louses a lot of men were to other topics. I followed her lead, knowing just how masterful she could be and how well she could spin things. "So many men think with the brain down below," she pretended to fume. "We women are more sensible, well,most of the time. That is why I often pick women to be my bed partners. Tell me Elyse, have you ever been with another girl?"
To our great surprise, Elyse nodded and said "Yes". She was still sober enough that this was not coming across as some drunken confession. "Yes, yes, a few times before I got married," she spoke to us candidly.
Simone and I were almost knocked off our feet by that. It just goes to show you, you never really know someone. You most certainly cannot judge a book by its cover and I would not have thought lovely Elyse had any kind of kink in her makeup.
"I'd probably do it again, given the proper motivation and the right girl," Elyse confessed to us both as she poured yet another drink. "I don't think there is anything wrong in being attracted to a member of your own sex. Women are beautiful, we look good, we smell good and best of all, we can havemore than one orgasm," she giggled as she downed her drink perhaps a bit faster than was good for her.
"What about us?" Simone asked as she sidled up to our younger companion. "Is either one of us the right girl? Or better yet, both of us?" My eyes rolled back in my head. My younger companions sometimes lack the finesse I've learned over the years, although that is not altogether a bad thing. I certainly would not have objected should Simone manage to lure the lovely, wavy-haired blonde into bed with the pair of us.
"Sure, maybe, I dunno," Elyse tittered. "Are you offering or just testing the waters?"
"Offering," Simone responded quickly, not wanting to give our "friend" any breathing room. "Both Karen and myself are bi-sexual and have extensive experience with women. We find you very young, fresh, sexy and appealing. Getting your hot little bod into bed with us tonight would be quite the coup."
"It wouldn't bother you that I'm still married to your ex?" Elyse asked me curiously.
"On the contrary, that would make it all the more fun," I countered. "I know what a cheating, lying, manipulative creep he is. A little payback for both of us would be great." I wasn't being completely honest with Elyse at this point. I tried not to show it, but I hungered for the slender, petite blonde and the prospect of a new lesbian conquest filled m me with delight. I kept flashing on images of a blonde, a brunette and a redhead tangled up in bed and it made me wet. I knew that I had only one option and that was to test the waters. I leaned over, kissed Elyse and waited for her reaction. She did not pull away. Encouraged by that, Simone acted next. She poured us all some more wine and joined us, offering her own lips for Elyse to sample – which she did, quite ardently.
"We're really going to do this, aren't we?" Elyse breathed, now flanked by two horny women. "We're going to make love, right this very minute."
"No baby, not at all," Simone licked her lips in anticipation. "We're going to be reallynasty girls – we're going tofuck!"
Once again, I thrilled to Simone's inventiveness and how lewd a girl she could be. I saw a look pass over Elyse's face and I knew that she was innocent in appearance only. There was truly a naughty little slut under that façade and Simone and I were going to bring her out. My hands flew swiftly over my clothing and I bared my body to our new young friend. To her credit, she did not shy away from looking at me. Instead, she gave my body several appreciative gazes. "My husband is out of his mind," Elyse breathed. "You're gorgeous, why would he ever leave someone with as much sex appeal as you possess?"
"Because he's a turd," I answered with humor and candor. "He couldn't keep up with me in the bedroom. I can be a very demanding bitch, can't I Simone?"
"Oh yeah," Simone purred as she posed for our guest, putting her own body on full display. "We're both hot in the bedroom, this is no kiddie ride you're going on."
"I may be young," Elyse said with a gentle laugh "But I do think I'm capable of holding my own, ladies."
"So far, it's all been talk and very little action," Simone prodded our guest, encouraging her to be bold and daring. "I think we should make you prove it, don't you, Karen?"
"You bet, sexy baby," I kissed my saucy young lover. "Once we know that you're fully committed, we can all have a wonderful time."
"That's cool, that's so cool," Elyse said as she now displayed her own body. She sure looked great in high heels and I wanted to have her legs wrapped around my back as I ate her out. Still, all good things come to those who wait. I sensed that she was on the tipping point and all the two of us would have to do was nudge her in the right direction. Even if she didn't fully succumb this night, it would not be long in the offing.
"What do you hot bitches want me to do for you?" Elyse offered, trying to act all bold and daring. It really was so adorable. "I'm willing to doanything!"
Simone's eyebrow raised and she cocked her head to one side and looked at me. "Don't say that if you don't mean it," she responded. "We're both very wild ladies. There are a lot of things we've done in the last little while that might be a bit – extreme – for you."
The wine had obviously emboldened our younger charge. "Try me," she countered. "I think that it's high time little Elyse took a walk on the wild side."
I took her small, dainty hand and brought it to my face. "Okay then sugar, let's see what you're capable of." I didn't play it PC as I stretched out on my back. "Get over here and eat my cunt, really give it to me good while I show Simone just how much I've missed her needy twat." I figured if the dirty talk didn't put her off, she might just prove to have erotic potential.
It didn't and she did. She went down on my cunt like a beggar starving for a meal. Even gorgeous Simone hadn't given me such great oral our first time out. I wondered if Elyse might have been fibbing just a tiny bit about how much experience she had because she didn't skip a beat. Of course, she could also have been hiding lesbian leanings for quite some time. Either way, I was cumming in gushers and I was reciprocating all of that attention to Simone. There were 3 very needy, very horny women in that bedroom who were doing just fine without a man present.
However, that is not to say that one would not have been welcome. All three of us were sexy, horny sluts and in those moments, we all would have been comfortable with the concept of an orgy. I had forgotten that Daniel was coming to dinner. I wasn't so out of things that I didn't hear the front door open and it all came back to me. With a smile, my mind quickly processed the new options. I heard footsteps coming down the hall and I maneuvered my way so it left Sophie without a partner for brief seconds. When I saw Daniel out of the corner of my eye, I winked and motioned for him to enter. I was madly involved with Elyse when a naked Daniel entered the room and slid his big, wonderful cock into our shared girlfriend.
Simone's delighted squeal at feeling Daniel's cock inside her pussy alerted Elyse to her stepson's presence. Her eyes widened at the sight of her lover fucking Simone's beautiful fiery patch. Then she glanced at me and I'm sure she wondered why I wasn't freaking out at my son joining our torrid threesome and turning it into a frenzied foursome. I simply smiled sweetly and let her pick up on my unspoken implication. I wanted her to understand that I was totally comfortable with my son being a sexual partner. If Elyse was going to fuck with my lovers, she was going to fuck withall of them and play by my rules. As she didn't slow down or run away screaming, I supposed that the kinkiness of all of this appealed to her lewd, trampy side.
As for myself, you would think that after all of this time, having seen Daniel fuck Simone on several occasions, I would have grown jaded and be immune to the sight of my – our – girlfriend – fucking my son. You would think that, but you would be 100% wrong.Every time I witness my son's cock going in and out of her fiery young body, I get hotter and hotter. In fact, it's because he is my son and that I had her first that I get aroused. Daniel has gotten even better, smoother in his movements. I love the way Simone looks while being fucked, the sleek line of her back, her gorgeous round ass, the way her long red hair flails about. I didn't ignore Elyse and her needs, but I kept a watchful, voyeuristic eye on the other couple sharing the bed with us and I would give my own pussy a needy rub every so often. I felt a naughty sense of pride that it had been I who had imparted so much of the sexual wisdom my son now possessed. Simone and I had tutored him well and I knew that there were few women who would not benefit should we deign to allow him to fuck them. We both had our claws deep into my son's sexual psyche and he wouldn't have dared fuck anyone we both didn't approve of. In fact, in the months that had passed since we first shared him between us, Elyse had been his only slip. As that had indirectly brought her to our shared bed, I wasn't about to give him any grief over that. Mommy would reward him later, perhaps in a way he had long hinted at but never achieved.
"Oh God babies, he gets better every time, fuck me, fuck the pussy," Simone groaned aloud. It never got old, watching my lover enjoy my other lover, watching her demeanor change as she gave in to the cock we both adored. Any traces of the aloof Simone vanished once Daniel fucked her. I wondered how long this incestuous threesome would continue. Would she tire of Daniel – of me? I sincerely doubted it, our threesomes had only grown in frequency. Both of us would have openly admitted to being sluts for Daniel's cock, although we made sure to hold the upper hand. Daniel had to continue doing well in his studies and at his part-time job, plus we made sure he was the "man" of the house. When running a household, Simone and I take care of most of the chores. We revel in our femininity. Daniel is in charge of maintenance, fixing things, killing spiders (yes, really – they give us both the willies) and yard work. He doesn't mind that, because in the nice weather, his sexy slut gals our out catching some rays in the skimpiest swimwear we own. I was pretty sure that Elyse would be willing to join us for some sun worship were we to invite her.
"Eat me, eat my fucking cunt!" A large wail sounded aloud. You would have thought it was Simone, but you'd have been wrong. She was already being well fucked and the plaintive sounds emerged from Elyse. Her hair was now all the way down and she was thoroughly engaged in our love play. I was smart enough to oblige my new playmate and discovered she was as sexy to be with as my redhead. I no longer felt any animosity over her actions with my ex-husband or my son. In fact, I don't think I ever did. Things had worked out the way that they were meant to. My ex being such a schmuck had led to Elyse seducing Daniel and later, to our bed. He was now a two-time loser and his offspring was a more-than competent replacement stud. Daniel now had a mini-harem of beauties willing to service his needs, a harem he kept well fed with cock. In fact, I thought it high time he showed us just how hot he and Elyse looked inflagrante delecto. I ceded my place with her to my son while I gathered Simone in my arms to enjoy a new grouping.
"Fuck her baby, fuck her for mommy!" I instructed my handsome lover before Simone pushed me on my back and buried her face between my thighs.
"Yes, do it Danny, fuck me, fuck your slut of a stepmom, do me again!" Elyse breathed, giving up any and all pretentions that the two of them were strangers. My smile was one of tacit approval and in fact, I wanted to kick it up a notch. While her legs were locked around my son's back, I lowered my cunt to her waiting face. My naughty little blonde went after it greedily and I saw Simone position herself so that she could be in on this. We were now a full-fledged threesome and I loved seeing Elyse's tiny, snug pussy engulf Daniel's manhood. She somehow managed to throw herself against him while keeping my pussy greatly satisfied. I was thrilled that I had been sensible enough not to underestimate her because of her sweet appearance. That belied another little wanton who was proving to be a great addition to our kinky little family.
Again, I wondered if I should somehow try to make our "family" more official. Simone and Daniel were "dating", it helped explain why she was over here all of the time. It wouldn't appear too odd if my son invited "his" girlfriend to move in with us. It would save all of us some money, funds that Simone and I could both use to buy lingerie, heels and toys to heighten our sexual experiences. I doubted Daniel would object to having two kinky sluts under his roof, but why stop there? Why not extend a "sympathetic" olive branch to poor, betrayed Elyse? I would prove to be the "bigger" person by comforting a poor, betrayed young bride. No one under this roof would have to go without smoking-hot sex any time he or she needed it.
As my latest girlfriend continued scarfing my pussy, I decided I would give it serious consideration – later.
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