That night, Sophie

When my door rang, I had forgotten all about my invitation to Sophie, so I was surprised to find an extremely hot brunette standing on my doorstep wearing just some sexy shiny underwear. "Uh... I didn't order any hookers", I started.

She didn't look too impressed. "Look, you asked me nicely to dress up and come round to your place tonight". I must have still looked blankly at her, " Oh, I don't know why I came!" she moaned, "I'm Sophie. Sophie Treherne. You met my mom today at the cafe".

"Oh! That Sophie", I smiled warmly, remembering the milf in the long skirt. Shit, yes, I had told her daughter to come round tonight hadn't I? Fuck, I was planning a quiet night. I had thoroughly overused my cock recently and could do with a night off. However, now that I saw Sophie standing here in her underwear, I thought that it would seem rude if I didn't take her in and give her a good fucking. It seemed, I judged, that she was being modest when she described herself as a 9. "Please come in," I said and ushered her into my apartment with a smile.

"You know", she said stopping in the middle of my lounge floor, "I really don't know why I came. I guess, it sounded like you had made my mom happy, so I felt like I should, but I don't know what I was thinking coming out dressed like this".

"Thats OK. You're just a bit slutty, Please dont mind if I squeeze your boobs or ass or touch you anywhere, Sophie".

"Sure. Of course, no problem", she said, as I stepped directly in front of her and stuck my hands out to clutch her breasts, thumbs under and fingers over and began to lightly squeeze them as we spoke. "Sorry what did you call me?" she said, beginning to react to my comments but not my actions.

"Actually", I said, recalling my interactions with Abigail, "please don't mind anything I say or do".

"Yeah - of course, you're a friend of mom's, so that's fine. You're right, I am a bit of a slut I guess".

"I know. Anyway, yeah. I did meet your mom today. She's a lovely old Milf! Why dont you see her more?"

"Its complicated", complained Sophie. "I'm at college now, and well, I like my social life".

"Shame", I began swirling her breasts around, "She's very hot. We fucked for ages in the cafe this afternoon. I didn't think I would be up for fucking anyone else today until you showed up - but, you're a really hot looking slut too, so it would be a shame not to".

"Uh, thanks, I guess", said Sophie.

"So lets see if you're as good a fuck as your mom then"! I said and pulled her by the hand down towards the mock bearskin rug on the floor. I deliberately lay on my back, as I had done with her mom, just to get the comparion straight. Sophie pulled her tight panties down her legs, then stood across me straddling me, then squatted and lowered her pussy gently onto my dick until she was facing me, sitting in my lap, with her pussy fully covering my cock.

Sophie began to gently rock herself back and forward, leaving my cock firmly embedded in her but griding her clitoris firmly against my lower abdomen. I let her have her fun and reached up to fondle her breasts for a while, then began to gradually withdraw and thrust my hips causing my cock to skewer her repeatedly. Sophie moaned and began to move in time with me. "C'mon Sophie, your mom put more effort into it than this. Please try harder!"

With that Sophie crouched down on me like she was riding the favorite in the 2.30 steeplechase and started punding my groin with her pussy at an accelerated pace. I hung onto her tightly and let her do the running. She was spectacular, and exactly what I needed as I was far too exhausted to be on top right now. Thankfully, Sophie had enough energy for both of us, putting in every ounce of effort she had into her love-making, so much so that she eventually managed to coax my over-used cock into another olympic standerd ejaculation, sending the remains of the contents of my balls flying deep inside her. I pulled her tightly to me and breathed heavily into her ear. "Orgasm. Now. Please. Orgasm hard!" I grunted, setting her off on the climax of her wild ride.

"Ow ow ow ow ow. oh my fucking... fuck!" squealed Sophie slamming her pussy down hard on my as yet undeflated cock. I could feel tremors running through her, especially as her pussy rippled and pulsed at its own rhythm on my cock.

When Sophie collapsed on me eventually, panting for breath and coated in a silky film of sweat, I pulled her tightly to me "Yeah", I whispered in her ear. "Now you see what mommy's been getting!"