Pope and Rose Cameron

The hot sun beat down on Sarah Cameron and Pope as they walked along the beach, their feet sinking into the soft sand. They had been friends for years, but lately, Sarah couldn't help but notice how Pope's body had filled out and how his strong arms flexed as he walked.

As they reached the Cameron's beach house, Sarah invited Pope inside for a cold drink. She led him to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge. As she handed one to Pope, she couldn't help but feel a familiar heat building between her legs.

'Thanks,' Pope said, taking a long drink and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 'Wow, your mom really knows how to stock a fridge.'

Sarah smiled, her eyes trailing down Pope's muscular chest before meeting his gaze. 'Speaking of my mom, have you seen her? She said she was going to be home this weekend but I haven't seen her anywhere.'

Pope shook his head. 'No, I haven't seen her. But that's probably a good thing, I can't imagine she'd be too happy to see me after what happened with Topper.'

Sarah rolled her eyes. 'Ugh, don't even get me started on that asshole. I'm just glad you're here now, Pope. You're way more fun to hang out with anyway.'

Pope smiled, grateful for Sarah's kind words. She always knew how to make him feel better. But little did they know, Rose Cameron was indeed home and she had been watching them from her bedroom window.

Rose had always been attracted to Pope, even though he was her daughter's best friend. She couldn't deny the way his body made her pulse race and the thought of him touching her made her panties wet. She decided it was time to make her move.

As Pope and Sarah sat on the couch, laughing and chatting, Rose quietly entered the room. She stood behind the couch, her hand reaching out to caress Pope's shoulder.

'Hey, you two. What are you up to?' she purred.

Pope jumped, his heart racing as he turned to see Rose standing there. His eyes widened as he took in her beauty. The way her sundress hugged her curves and the way her long hair cascaded over her shoulders made him ache with desire.

Sarah sat up, shocked to see her mother home. 'Mom, what are you doing here?'

Rose ignored her daughter's question and instead leaned down to whisper in Pope's ear. 'I couldn't help but overhear you two talking about how much fun you have together. Well, I think we could have even more fun, don't you, Pope?'

Pope's mouth went dry as Rose's words sent a jolt of lust straight to his cock. He nodded, unable to form any coherent words.

Rose's lips curled into a seductive smile as she took Pope's hand and led him to her bedroom. Sarah watched in shock as her mother pulled Pope into her bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Inside the room, Pope couldn't believe what was happening. His hands roamed over Rose's body, his fingers grazing over her soft skin. Rose moaned as Pope's lips found hers, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss.

Rose pulled away, her eyes dark with desire as she pushed Pope down onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips as she tore off her sundress, revealing her lacy black lingerie underneath.

'Fuck, you're so beautiful,' Pope groaned as he reached up to cup Rose's breasts through her bra.

Rose let out a low moan as she ground her hips against Pope's, the friction sending shocks of pleasure through her body. She leaned down to kiss Pope again, her hands running through his hair as she devoured his mouth.

Pope's hands roamed over Rose's body, exploring every inch of her as she rode him. He couldn't believe this was happening, but he didn't want it to stop. He wanted to make her scream his name.

As Rose's hands reached down to tear off Pope's shirt, the door burst open and Sarah stood there, her eyes wide with shock.

'What the fuck?!' she screamed.

But instead of being angry, Sarah's eyes were drawn to the sight before her. Rose riding Pope, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She felt a familiar heat between her legs and she couldn't resist the urge to join in.

Without a word, Sarah stripped off her clothes and climbed onto the bed, her hands finding Pope's muscular chest as she kissed him deeply.

Pope was in heaven, his mind spinning as he was surrounded by these two beautiful women. He couldn't believe this was happening, but he wasn't about to question it.

As the three of them tangled together, their moans and groans filled the room. They explored each other's bodies, each touch igniting a fire within them.

'F-fuck,' Pope gasped as Sarah's lips found his neck, her teeth nipping at his skin.

Rose's hand found its way between Sarah's legs, her fingers teasing her clit as Pope's cock pounded into her from behind. They were a tangle of limbs and pleasure, each one pushing the others to their limits.

As they reached their climax together, screams and curses filled the room as they collapsed in a heap on the bed.

As they caught their breath, Sarah rolled over to face Pope and Rose, her hand reaching out to intertwine with theirs.

'I never thought I'd say this, but thanks, Mom,' Sarah said with a smile.

Rose and Pope laughed, their bodies still buzzing with pleasure. They all lay there for a while, enjoying the afterglow of their steamy encounter.

From that day on, the three of them couldn't resist the temptation of each other. They snuck around, finding any chance they could to indulge in their secret trysts. And as they lay tangled together, their bodies slick with sweat and their minds in a blissful haze, they couldn't help but be grateful for the serendipitous events that brought them together.