Olivia

Oliva layed awake. She never slept well after traveling but tonight was not like usual. Ben was snoring his head off as per usual.

What was worse was that she knew exactly what she needed to send her off. As if she didn’t already know the answer she lowered her hand into her panties. Soaked. She needed to get fucked bad.

She leans over and pulls back the covers to reveal Bens penis. She needs dick, she needs dick inside her asap! She starts to stroke up and down.

O: babe, baby, wake up, I have a present for you. Your wife wants you to fuck her. Your busty wife wants you to fuck her brains out.

She leans over and begins to blow her husband

B: (drowsily) babe what I’m sleeping?

O: (taking a breath) I’m horny baby why don’t u help me out and give me this dick.

B: ( no response)

O: come on, I will even do that thing you like. The thing that I said made me feel dirty, the thing we last did on our honey moon? Babe come on I need you to fuck me. I want to get fucked BAD!

But like his penis Ben was totally unresponsive. Despite what was now the only blowjob he will now be getting for a very long time, if he ever gets one again, he couldn’t gather himself to satisfy his horny wife…. Yet again.

Pissed off, a Olivia reaches for her glass of water by her bed. Empty. No doubt drank by the same man that couldn’t get it up despite her promises and pleading.

She grabs her night gown and throws it over herself, preparing to venture out to refill her glass. Her horny nipples as hard as rocks, she needed a dicking before things got unbearable. In that state, kind knows what she might do…

She steps out into the corridor, glass in hand. And slowly walked towards the stairs. With every step she felt her lacy panties rub on her enlarged clit. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this horny. She could feel the blood rushing around her head.

As she takes steps closer to the stairs she begins to hear noises coming from the room opposite the stairs. They start quiet but get louder as sh progresses.

She can’t quite make out the sound, but she knows the effects is having on her body. She looks down and the damp on her panties is now visible from the outside.

She gets closer. At this point of clit no longer feels like it’s being rubbed, it’s positively vibrating.

Another couple steps. And she can finally make the noises out from the other side of the door.

Female voice: fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t stop!

Wtf Olivia thinks? Is she seriously hearing her son and his girlfriend having sex?

Male voice: Yh u like that u like that. (Smack) tell me what I wanna hear

Now that’s surprised Olivia, sure she can’t exactly make out the tone of the voices but she never took her son for the dominant type?

Female voice: oh god, please, I’m yours,. I’m your fuck toy, I’m here to be used!

Male voice: Good girl, but your not just that are you? (Spank)

Female voice: I’m your ****, I’m a **** to this cock. Ask me anything and it’s done.

Male voice: That’s what I wanted to hear!

Female voice: anything for this dick! I am at your command

Another voice: that’s a good slut, now get that tongue over here!

Wtf wtf wtf!!! Who was that? It sounded like a woman? Broken from the trance Olivia catches herself in the hallway mirror

Unbeknownst to her, in her horny trance she had pulled aside and was slowly massaging her clit.

She rushes to cover herself. Wtf she thinks, Yh it was hot but that was her son, she was listening in on.

But she had to admit, that was so fucking hot, if it had have been anyone else and she’s not she would have remained outside the room.

She puts herself together, hands still trembling. And tries to push the whole ordeal to the back of her mind. Thank god no one saw, it was all just very confusing for her! and what about that other voice? It must have just been Rachael’s?

She walks down the stairs, attempting to forgive herself for what she had just heard, and what it made her do, but more importantly how it made her feel!

She fills up the tap and as she walks past the living room she looks in to see how that John’s handsome friend Zack and his fiancé are. But she could only make out one figure in the bed.

She pauses for a second but after tonight’s antics thinks it’s best to keep her nose out.

As she combs back into bed next to her sexually useless husband she can’t quite shake that third voice, it sounded like a woman’s, but it sounded dominant? Nothing like the way Rachael had sounded before?