Not alone

"You owe me, huh?" Emma jokes while biting her girl-cum covered lip.

"...Yes, what do you want?"

"Well first, what was stopping you with your at home stud?"

"He's my foste-"

"No, you were imagining your sweet innocent boy, when you got a man cumming out your name"

"..."

"Let me show you what you've got, and we're square."

"Okay"

You opened the door still panicking over how getting caught was going to affect things, and what you were looking to see from your birthday, when you saw a short brunette thick-babe knocking. "ooh hello!" she opened cheerily, stunning you with her tight booty shorts and crop top combo tightly hugging her assets.

"I'm one of your mom's friends-" she explained,"-and I've been hearing all about the pressure you've been feeling" she added as she leaned in to hug and press her boobs into your side.

Looking over her hug, you saw her fat ass jutting out and exposing a thong peaking out of her shorts.

"um I-"

"ha, you really deserve a birthday present for the big day, Stud" emphasizing the end as her hand stroked along to your crotch before she quickly spun around.

She looked behind at you, even with your eyes glued to her ass, "follow me out back to your mom's rose garden,~for your present", shaking her ass at the end before leading you as she swung her hips.

"Stop" she commanded once you were 'alone' and surrounded by flowers. She wasted no time immediately backing up to grind her ass against you; to get your boner going into overdrive and wanting to take her now.

-but this is 'your mom's friend' why's she doing this?, the fuck's happening?; your confusion was spiraling.

"-'the pressure I had?'-" you tried investigating, before you could let your hormonal mind grind itself against her/ nut in your pants.

"The pressure you had to have had in your balls, wanting to nut to a fine piece of ass like your foster mom" she joked, before turning around to grope your tensed crotch.

"I didn't-" you tried lying in shame, only to be stopped by a knowing glance as she dropped to her knees.

"C'mon you expect me to believe a blonde babe like that, with tits bigger than these, doesn't get you going?" she teased as she unzipped your pants.

"I-I" you stammered, as she made quick licks across your shaft.

"Tell me you want to grab her fat ass and fill that pussy" she drooled.

You nodded.

"Tell me! You want to fuck Kirsty!" She demanded, jerking you and eliciting a groan.

"Tell me you want to cum all over your foster mommy and make her your whore" she cried in a sudden switch to nuzzle your cock.

"F-fuck, I've been wanting to fuck her so hard!" you whimpered with your eyes tearing up.

She pulled back and looked up at you with glee, "Then I know the perfect present for you"

You then felt an immaculately softness press against the back of your head from two large globes, followed by two loving arms grabbing at your body.

"~oo baby" plump lips cooed into your ear; as Kirsty's hands took over for Emma's.

Emma took one last lick and shuffled back, gloating "Thanks for the first taste"

After passionately jerking you for a minute, you turned around to face her; your foster mom in a tight dress many time too small to fit her bulging assets, make up only amplifying her beauty and absurdly high heels to project her motherly sexiness over you.

She pulled your face happily into her bosom, freeing her tits for you to suck on, and as your lips found their way around one teat she moaned "I-I promise to be there for you"; identifying your need and feeling hers as well.

Your mouth worshiped her breasts, while your hands groped her ass and lifted her dress high enough to feel her sopping wet cunt.

Playing with her for a bit, you got her wetness trailing down her thighs, before she broke away, staggering her weak legs through her difficult heels, and sat on a stepladder perched against the house.

Her legs spread and her knees raised high, exposing herself in all her milf-y glory, as she looked on entranced by your cock.

"Take me, baby" she pleaded.

"Rock that shit" Emma cheered, masturbating on the sidelines.

"fuck yeah" you groaned as you pressed into her tight heat.

Kirsty groaned and panted as her walls got stretched; feeling herself clamp down around your girth with a twitchingly hungered need for more of the cock she had raised.

She wasted no time leg-locking you, pulling you balls deep into her overwhelmingly tight gash.

"You feel so good inside me" she cooed, with the shame from facing you only turning her on more.

"You're so hot" you complimented, groping her tits and struggling to pull back from her **** grip for a primal thrust, rocking her whole body.

With her knees twitching, you took her weakened opportunity to thrust back again and again; against the pull she had on you. Your balls clapped against her fat ass loudly enough to silence Emma's moans, but not your foster mom's, that only got louder until you silenced her with a deep kiss; taking in all her love and returning your own.

As you felt Kirsty's tongue dance across yours, Emma must've crawled over with her tongue now lathering your balls from behind while she groped Kirsty's thick thighs around you.

Briefly pulling away from the kiss, Kirsty moaned "Yes-yes, oh baby. Almost there"

"Now's the time stud, plow her! Cum for your Mommy!" Emma demanded, fondling your heavy sack.

"ahh fuck Kirsty-"

"-Take it!!" You ordered with now dominance over your household; your cum filling her densely and overflowing as her body seized in pure bliss, orgasming to proudly see you as a real man.

Your proudest moment froze as is with your cock tensing inside of her happily twitching walls, her face revealing all her love, and her friend that pushed for this all to happen; licking your cum from around your shaft and Kirsty's cuntlips at where you two met, still riding out her orgasm from the show she composed.

This was the best birthday ever; you thought.