Back at the beach house

Richard was crouching over Helen's hunched body, his hands gripping her waist and the tip of his hard cock poised ready to thrust into her hot sex.

In his inner sanctum, Arman Varko held the figurine representing Richard Graves in his hand, and he scowled down at it. “No! She is not for you! When the time is right for her initiation, I will be the one! Obey me, dog!”

In the beach house, Richard pulled away from Helen as though he had been shoved by a powerful hand. He climbed back off the bed and watched as Helen sank back down onto the sheets and continued to squirm and writhe, while letting out a deep moan that almost sounded disappointed.

Richard shook his head, surprised by his sudden change of heart. No, this wasn’t right. He couldn’t fuck his best friend’s wife while she was delirious with fever. If he ever got to fuck her, he wanted her to be wide awake and an eager participant. And damn, he hoped that day would come. She was fucking hot. He moved close to the bed and looked down at Helen’s lovely features. Her eyes moved beneath the closed lids and her face contorted with expressions of lust and torment.

Richard stood over her, his hard cock inches from her face, and began to slide his fist up and down his hardness. He realized there was every chance that Stacy might come out of her room at any moment and find him in this compromising situation, but that only added to the forbidden erotic thrill…

In her feverish dreams, Helen was now stretched out on a stone altar, her body spread-eagled, her ankles and wrists held tightly by hooded figures. Several other hooded figures bent over her as they worked intently with tattoo needles, etching intricate occult symbols and demonic images into her skin. The stinging sensation of the needles made her body burn with pain, which was now the same as pleasure for her…

Stacy had tried to get a little sleep, but she was too restless. Instead, she opened her laptop with the intention of doing some college work. Checking her email, she was annoyed to see several spam items. She was about to delete them when she saw the subject of one and hesitated. ‘Moms Teach Sex’. Almost in a daze, she found herself following the link and she gasped when she saw the images that were soon displayed before her. Various videos of mature women – MILFs – and young women, sharing cock.

One video in particular caught her attention because the MILF looked a lot like her own Mom, and the young porn starlet looked a lot like her. She gasped and felt a wave of intense arousal as she clicked on the video preview and saw the two women taking turns sucking the huge cock. The older woman was pretending to teach the younger one how to take the cock deep down her throat. As if the porn starlet didn’t know!

Obviously these were porn stars and the mature woman wasn’t really the starlet’s mother, but even the fake version of this taboo scenario was intensely exciting to Stacy. She now imagined herself and her Mother taking turns sucking her own boyfriend’s cock back home. Although his wasn’t half as impressive as one she could see on the screen. Or the one she’d seen on the beach earlier that night.

Stacy doubted her own mother would be able to teach her much about sex, but ‘Aunt’ Amanda was another matter. Stacy was pretty sure the stacked blonde knew a thing or two about how to work a cock. Stacy’s hand slid inside her tight yoga pants and began rubbing at her crotch as she watched the deliciously taboo scenes unfold before her eyes…

At the Varko house, Kent took the seat across the desk from the gorgeous Sofia Varko. He made a herculean effort not to stare at her impressive breasts which strained against her tight red silk blouse. Amanda was at his side, one hand resting lightly on his shoulder as she rested her glorious ass on the armrest next to him.

Sofia smiled sweetly as she pushed some papers across the desk. “Look this over, Kent. I think you’ll see that we’re making you an offer you can’t refuse. Not only will we give you a substantial pay rise, but there will be lots of room for advancement. And there are many other benefits to working for my husband and I.”

Hitomi suddenly reappeared, bending down to him with tray of drinks. He took one of the glasses distractedly, his eyes drawn to the glorious cleavage that was squeezed into her tight maid’s uniform.

Then she stood to one side and awaited further instruction as he began looking over the contract. It was hard to concentrate on the details as he took a sip of the strong liquor, and was surrounded on three sides by stunning women. Everything looked very promising to his eyes, but he knew he’d have to study the ting in detail before making a decision.

“This all looks very tempting indeed Mrs Varko, but I really need time to think about it. I should also discuss such a large step with my wife before I make a decision.”

Sofia smiled sweetly. “I can’t imagine your lovely wife having any objections. And if she does, I’m sure we can find away to change her mind…”