Kept Out of the Loop

Your cum oozed out of Lilith, the big titted blonde, and your cock wilted into a prick. It could have slipped out of her.

If she had let it. She had stopped plopping her flesh up and down and satisfied herself with just sitting on your lap. There were the muscle contractions and dilation needed just to remain upright and in place, and those of the hand furiously rubbing on her clit, but what claimed your attention were what those inside her still hot cunt where doing. She had them - barely - under control well enough to milk your stiff but not rigid length without squeezing it out of herself. Here was something new to you; your prick didn't want to become a dick but it was enjoying remaining half-aroused. It increased you sex time though at a lower high than before. It reminded you of what it was like as you approached your orgasm, and you begin to wonder if it were possible to have multiple orgasms. Women were supposed to be able to have them!

Then Lilith's body stiffened in her own orgasm and her contraction became like a vice that pressed too hard and you were relieved with you prick came out of her trap.

She didn't try for another one of her own. Rather, she fell off your lap and onto the couch on her side. Her knees came together, bent. You could see cum oozing out of her. And more was running down past your balls and onto the carpet as well. You felt tired. How many times had you cum today, within hours of one another?

You closed your eyes and laid your head back against the wall. You thought you maybe could try sleeping sitting up.

But you couldn't keep your eyes closed: Lilith had swung around onto her belly and was now putting your dick into her mouth. Was she seriously thinking she could make it rise again? Did she in her maybe wide experience with sex know the secret of doing that? At this point it was more curiosity, though, with no real desire for it on your part.

"You figured it out?" Eve's voice said. Nude, the auburn MILF, a pretty, slimmer and shorter version of Lilith, entered the dining-living room from the hall. You thought she had probably been peeping. "You are your mother's daughter."

"Still thinking of ****?" the blonde frowned at her.

"Is there a choice? What is John to you?"

Lilith handled your prick while she thought. "So,...that's the reason."

"No. I don't think so," Mom-Eve said, sitting on the couch arm next to you. You could feel her body heat and even imagine her silky softness. She wasn't as firm as her daughter, but she wasn't somebody you would kick out of bed. In the future, please! Despite the utter closeness of both nude Rydells, your prick felt like it could only be a prick with their effort. And maybe a lot of

efforts. "But now that the barriers are down, I think it might be fun."

"Are you going to...." After she turned her gaze at you, she didn't finish the sentence.

"Your choice," her mom said.

"What are--"

Mom-Eve placed her finger on your lips. "Shh, Son." She sounded like she was holding off punishing you.

"Yes, Little Brother. Leave everything to us." Lilith then went back to sucking on your prick, while Eve kissed and fondled you. It was all very distracting.