Shagging Sylvia

No longer caring whom he slipped his dick in after thoroughly enjoying the thirty-eight year old Mrs. Helen Anderton, Gerald stroked at his limp cock, stiffening up his meat in preparation for the forty-year old Ms. Sylvia.

Sylvia shifted her weight on her knees, spreading her legs to give the young man better access to her dripping snatch.

“Stuff me, you stud,” she purred lewdly, humping her hips up enticingly.

Grinning, Gerald guided his erect member into the brunette’s damp pussy.

“Oh, yes,” Sylvia moaned as Gerald drove his cock into her. He started slowly, watching his neighbor shudder whenever he withdrew from her welcoming folds.

“Don’t tease me!” she cried. “Fuck me! I need your cock!”

Gerald grinned, drawing his cock along Sylvia’s inviting labia, thinking he could take advantage of this.

“Will you pay me more?” he asked.

“Yes, just fuck me!” She cried in frustration.

“Can I screw you anytime I want?”

“Oh, yes!”

“Will you help me screw Misty?”

“Oh, yes!” Sylvia cried louder, uncaring of what she promised her eighteen-year-old daughter to in the heat of her lust.

Grinning, Gerald drove into Sylvia hard, forcing her face into the carpet as he pounded her pussy. She pushed her hips back into Gerald, awash in the passion of her lust.

“Oh, Gerald!” she cried into the carpet. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…”

“Who’s the whore?” he called out in glee.

“I’m a whore!” she shrieked.

“Whose whore?”

“Your whore!”

Sylvia lowered face into the carpet, muffling her scream as an orgasm ripped through her body. Gerald continued to hammer into her snatch reveling in his newfound power. Animal lust coursed through Sylvia, her muffled moans filling the room from the intense **** of Gerald’s cock.

“Fuck yes!” Sylvia screamed as second orgasm tore through her. Exhilarated, the pressure burst from Gerald’s balls, flooding Sylvia’s pussy with his seed.

Drained, Gerald pulled his softening dick from Sylvia’s little heaven and sat back on the sofa next to Helen. Looking over, he saw that Helen had her hands in her crotch again, stroking at her clit and pumping fingers into her pussy.

“You two are cock-whores, aren’t you?” Gerald grinned. “My little cock-whores.”

“Oh, yes,” Sylvia moaned, sprawled out on the floor. Helen nodded in agreement, her eyes screwed up in abandoned lust.

“You two would do whatever I ask, right?”

The two women nodded.

“Good,” Gerald said, leaning back onto the sofa, his hands clasped behind his head. “So Sylvia, when’s Misty coming home?”

Sylvia pushed herself up from the carpet onto her knees, recalling and regretting her impassioned promise. She shuffled up to Gerald, kneeling between his legs, her eyes locked on pussy-slick dick. Gulping, Sylvia asked, “Will I be able to get more?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Misty’ll be home tomorrow afternoon from her camp,” Sylvia said, rescinding her daughter’s fate to the young man.

“Good,” Gerald said. “In the meantime, we can discover a method for her willing submission and,” Gerald glanced down at Sylvia staring at his cock, “You can go ahead and give me my first blowjob.”

Sylvia lowered her face, engulfing the cock in her mouth.

“Very nice,” Gerald sighed, enjoying the warmth of her mouth and the touch her tongue. “Misty is a virgin, right?”

“I ink so,” Sylvia said around his cock, her voice muffled. Gerald smiled, looking forward to the following afternoon with the three women.

A nap would be nice, Gerald thought as Sylvia licked at his dick. And then more fun in the afternoon!