Try your luck

There's no way you can pass up this opportunity. You have the chance to fuck both a mother and her daughter minutes apart from each other? You have to take that chance! Knowing that she was calling out your name as she brought herself to orgasm makes you hopeful she won't scream as soon as she sees you and calls the cops, but the danger of that scenario happening has you nervous as you open the door fully and step into the room before closing and locking the door behind you.

Hearing the door click shut, Karen looks up at you in surprise before clamping her legs shut and trying in vain to cover her naked body before stammering a question to you. "Wh... Wh... What do you think you're doing in here!? This is my room! Get out!"

"I'm sorry Karen" you say innocently with a smirk on your face. "I heard you calling my name and I thought you needed some help with something." Moving towards her bed, you stroke your hard member through your shorts, indicating the type of help you'd like to give her. "It looks like you've already taken care of things yourself, but maybe I'm wrong and you still need some help with something?" At this, you unbutton your shorts and pull your engorged cock free, running your thumb over the head of it before slowly stroking it in front of her.

Despite the little voice in her head telling her this is wrong, her body tells her this is exactly what she wanted. Visibly thawing to the idea, she relaxes and moves one hand from her chest, giving you a glimpse of a long, hard nipple. With a smile of her own she responds to you. "Well, now that you mention it, there was one spot I just couldn't reach with my... ummm… massager. But it looks like what you've got there might be able to." she says, licking her lips while spreading her legs open for you and placing a hand behind her head.

Seeing Karen spread her legs apart for you makes your rock-hard loins ache in anticipation of entering her. It's only been in the past few years where you've really started to get turned on by older women but you're now regularly watching MILF porn and jerking off to fantasies about the MILFs you see at the gym in their tight yoga pants and sports bras. You've become intrigued by them. Their apparent increased confidence in themselves as they know who and what they are, and thinking about their experience in bed; knowing that they've been fucking for dozens of years. You savor the site of her fit, mature, naked body. Her tits don't defy gravity anymore and have flattened slightly on her chest, sagging to the side, but her nipples are rock hard and pointing towards the ceiling. Her flat stomach is marred by a faint C-section scar along her bikini line and she's pierced her navel and has a tattoo on her right hip, just like her daughter. She's trimmed her pubic hair into a thin landing strip that does nothing to obscure her wet, glistening pussy that's still gaping slightly from the dildo she was just using. For the second time this morning, you strip out of your clothes until you stand completely naked in front of your slutty, willing neighbor.

"So tell me David, was your talk earlier about making sure your girls cum when you fuck them true, or was it all just talk?"

"There's really only one way to be sure about that, isn't there?" you ask in return. You know that her pump has already been primed and you could start fucking her right now and probably make her cum without trouble, but you need to taste her womanly nectar. Crawling onto her bed, you pick up her foot and kiss the top of it before licking along the inside of her calf and up her inner thigh until your face is inches from her opening. The smell of her musty sex fills your nostrils and her heat warms your face.

"When's the last time someone's gone down on you Karen?" you ask, lightly blowing on her lips. "Would you like me to do that for you?" you ask before running the tip of your tongue along the length of her slit, drinking her juices into your mouth before she has a chance to respond. "Mmmmm! God you taste good! I could lick your pussy all day long!" you tell her before burying your face between her legs and lapping at her slit, licking her like you would an ice cream cone. Her juice is delicious, tart and lightly sweet, and you eagerly suck her into your mouth.

Karen squirms underneath you, pulling your head into her crotch and calling out to you. "Oh god David! Oh god! Do you know how long it's been since I've had my pussy eaten out?! Don't stop! Don't stop!" She pulls your head down hard into her crotch, smothering you, covering your face with her cream, and making it difficult to breathe. She grinds her hips into you and squeezes her legs against the side of your head, getting herself off on you.

As much as you're enjoying what you're doing to Karen, there's so much more you want to do to her and you begin to pull away, taking her hands away from your head and sliding your head from between her legs. Wiping off your face, you stand back up, smiling at the obvious look of disappointment on Karen's face.