Mrs Harding

A while ago you had been given Mrs Harding’s contact information when you and Tina had gone out of state on a school trip together. The older woman reasoned that it was better if she could be reached by multiple if something should happen. When you saw her amongst your contacts, your pulse quickened. You wanted to claim her again, to feed into the lust that you had both felt the last time.

The darkness of your bedroom became illuminated with the response.

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While the main house was dark and silent, you could see the faintest glow coming from the pool house where you knew she would be waiting for you. Despite your eagerness, you paused momentarily to stare up at the big house, and the window that represented Tina’s room. A pang of guilt shot through you, and an ache in your heart. You were betraying your best friend…and worse, you were betraying the girl you loved. It made you feel sick, but as you looked down at the ring pulsing with life and carnal energy, you felt your attention shift back to the waiting milf.

She was sitting in a chair and nursing a glass of scotch when you entered, her eyes dark with challenge and deep lust. “I don’t know why I’m doing this,” she said, taking another drink. “The first time was a mistake, so was the second…I should get up and go back to my sleeping husband.”

“You’ve already come this far,” you said. “We both know that you’re not going anywhere.”

A flash of hatred shot across her face, something quickly morphed into naked lust as she looked you over. “That fucking cock is too good for me to give up,” she drained her drink and approached you, that tigress look in her eye. “I think you should get naked.”

You kissed, sudden, fierce, the two of you fighting for dominance. In the end you won out, giving her playful bite on the lip. She smirked at you in disbelief before desperately moving to tear your clothes off.

It was a blur of heat and passion. She took your cock in her mouth, sucking and stroking it just enough to get you worked up while you pawed and squeezed at her curves. Her gagged groans told you that she approved. When it came time for the main course you didn’t hesitate, thrusting home into her welcoming cunt with a groan of absolute triumph.

"Ohhhh fuck," she gasped, eyes wide with disbelief. "How the fuck do you feel so good inside me?"

You hammered into her. "It's because this cunt belongs to me, its made for my dick..."

She looked up at you with challenge in her eyes. "Oh yeah?" she asked, meeting every thrust with one of her own. "Is that what you want? Want me to be all yours?" With sudden and surprising strength she flipped you over and began to ride you for all your worth, her breathing a low growl, her words full of heat, "Then FUCK ME! PROVE THAT YOU CAN BE MY MAN!"

The breath was stolen from your lungs, but you recovered after a moment, pistoning upwards to fuck her in turn. "Ohh, you bitch..."

Both of you were sweaty, you were exhausted, aching from what had felt like hours of marathon fucking, but neither of you were willing to stop. The outside world didn’t matter, how you two knew each other didn’t matter. All that was important was your bodies, and delicious pleasure you suck, and fuck and squeeze out of each other.

“Keep going,” she whined, her voice strained from the near constant moaning, "Don’t you fucking stop…”

"Not planning on it..."

You grabbed her and, realising that the sun had come up at some point in your marathon, you took her over to the window and fucked her in the direction of her house. "See that? You should be there, being a wife and mother, but you're here slutting it up."

There should have been shame in her eyes, but instead there was a strange kind of pride. You thought you might have seen a flash of purple, but it was such a momentary thing. She grinned at you.

"Maybe I want to be your wife," she answered, voice thick with lust. "Maybe I want to be the mother of your child....you can be Tina's new Daddy, father to her baby sibling..."

That set you off, the words perverse and yet so enticing that you couldn't help yourself. You fucked into her furiously, feeling your release draw near and in that moment the crazy thing is that you wanted it. You wanted to see Mrs Harding heavily pregnant with your child, you wanted this tigress of a milf to be your bride.

"Do it!" she howled, "BREED ME!"

You came with a roar, and emptied hours worth of build up into her waiting cunt. In mind's eye, you imagined your seed finding their way to fertilize her eggs, the visual bringing out another jolt of pleasure. You were distracted that you missed the ring release a tiny burst of energy that shot into the well-fucked milf. Even as the two of you began to wind down, the magic was working on the woman's body, making her ultra receptive to your seed...