AR - Means and Ends Part 9

Stef shoots Adella a look, but she understands. Adella demands submission, and Stef isn’t proud enough to resist. She rolls over, getting to her hands and knees, presenting herself. Adella climbs onto the bed, takes Stef’s hips, and delivers as promised. Stef grips the sheets, using the last of her willpower to not plead like a porn star as Adella gently but swiftly fucks her from behind.

Jessica hasn’t stopped pleasuring herself, even as you thrust into her. One of her big, soft breasts makes a perfect handful. You’re about to finish. You’d love to time it with Adella to show off or something, but you don’t care. It was hard not to cum as you entered Jessica, harder when you were looking down at her blushing face, and now it’s impossible.

Adella slaps Stef’s skinny ass, then slaps it again, much harder. Stef grunts and chokes, her elbows almost giving out as her cock leaps, spraying pearly white drops across the sheets. Adella leans forward to help her with a reach-around, and Stef can only whimper.

Your body locks up and your hips shake as you fill Jessica up, watching Stef collapse to the bed. Adella, on her knees, strokes her cock over Stef’s trembling body, but her eyes are on you. As more and more of your load pumps into Jessica, Adella sighs and sprays hers across Stef’s hip and bottom.

The slapping of skin and loud cries, mostly from Stef, have stopped. It’s quiet. The TV is still on downstairs. You lie there with a very soft, warm, and happy Jessica in your arms. After a moment, still breathing hard, Adella lies down, mimicking your position but with Stef. Stef twitches, and you see it happen: she thinks about saying something, but decides against it.

You think about saying something to Adella: that your MILF is cuddlier than her MILF, but you don’t.

Jessica’s moving. She’s inching closer to Stef. Trying not to laugh, you stay with her. Being the big spoon with someone like her is a privilege, so you stick with it. She gets close enough to kiss Stef, who kisses her back lightly.

You are incredibly curious about what happened downstairs, but you aren’t going to ask, and you have a feeling that Adella wouldn’t tell you anyway. She probably just turned on her game and Stef melted like every other girl does. Even now, Adella has her arm over Stef’s body and her face nestled in her hair. Stef can feel that big cock back there, and it won’t let her forget that there’s a new alpha in town.