WM Day 11 - Forgiveness

In Annette’s huge, lavish bedroom, her cheeks bulge as she tries to fit two erections in her mouth at once. You and Adella are crowded together in front of her, her robe and all your clothes tangled up on the floor. Adella is squeezing your buttock incredibly hard with one hand, and kissing you while you play with Annette’s hair.

If there’s one word to describe Annette, it’s… exuberant. In the bedroom with her clothes off, she has more energy and lust than you and Adella combined. And if there were two words, they would be exuberant and supple. Everything about her is soft and flexible. Her limbs, her back, her mouth, in which your cock and Adella’s rub together while her tongue lavishes them both.

The double blowjob is too much of a tease for Adella. She throws Annette roughly onto the bed, but the blonde eagerly flips onto her back and spreads her legs. Adella’s there, kneeling between them to plunge into that waiting pussy.

You remember vaguely through your haze of horniness and **** that you’re supposed to be mad at Annette, so you come at her from the other direction, forcing her to tip her head back and take your cock into her mouth.

She gets the whole thing into her throat without so much as a gag.

Adella holds her legs and fucks her like there’s no tomorrow, while you get a double handful of Annette’s breasts and feel her throat tighten around the head of your cock. Why does she like to masturbate so much if she’s so good at sex? You’re too breathless to ask her.

Adella is obviously enjoying herself because she pulls out and slaps her wet cock against Annette’s clit. You know Adella well enough to know she’s just stalling because she must’ve been close to cumming. You are all so turned on.

Annette, **** on your cock, wiggles her hips and spreads her legs.

Adella can’t help herself. She buries her face in Annette’s pussy, which causes her mouth to come down on you like a vice.

You don’t want to cum yet, so you pull out, but you don’t want her to be free, either. You turn around and sit on her face, not giving her a choice but to try her luck with your pussy. As her lips squeeze your clit, you feel her body start to move in rhythm: that means Adella’s inside her again.

She’s good with her mouth, so you decide to reward her by letting her breathe. She startles Adella by sitting straight up. Adella falls back on the bed, and Annette clambers on top of her, impaling herself on Adella’s cock with a throaty scream.

You swoop in and cover her mouth with a kiss, hard. Annette goes with it grabbing onto you with both arms. You’re about to play along and sit on Adella’s face, since she’s so conveniently located, but Annette has other things in mind. She keeps grabbing your arm and pulling it toward her bottom.

OK, if that’s what she wants. You grab her ass and give it a hard squeeze, then a slap, carrying on with the kiss, but it’s not good enough for her. She keeps pulling on your hand insistently. Underneath you both, poor Adella does her best to keep pushing her hips up.

Annette pulls your hand between her cheeks, and you finally see what she’s getting at. She really is supple. You break the kiss and get behind her, slamming her down on Adella and spreading her ass. You need some lube, so you take it from Adella’s sopping pussy and smear it everywhere.

You could be polite, or you could push your full length inside her with no warning. She unleashes another big cry as you do that, yanking on her hair. Her ass is tight, but it’s Adella’s big dick inside her that’s putting all that pressure on you. Every detail and throb from her cock comes through so clearly to you that you know when she’s about to cum. You push in all the way and sink your weight down on top of them both, putting as much squeeze on Adella as you can.

She makes a girl, **** noise, and you feel the contractions as she fills up Annette’s womb. Annette’s cascading multiple orgasms are also difficult to miss, and annoyingly, that makes it hard to hold on. You settle for pulling out and making a mess of her back and her hair with your own sticky load.

There’s not much downtime. Annette rolls over and spreads her legs, Adella’s creamy seed spilling out of her. You just came and you’re breathless, but you can’t resist the invitation of this blushing, sweaty MILF. You climb on top of her, the head of your cock feeling around between her legs. You slide in, unbothered by the sloppy seconds, letting down your weight on top of her. You don’t have the energy to give her much more than a mechanical fucking with your half-soft cock, but she likes it, raking your back with her nails.

Feeling left out, Adella clambers on, stuffing her cock into Annette’s open mouth. It’s not very considerate of her, because that puts her ass right in your face. You get your head out of the way, then thrust into Annette, haul back, and slap Adella’s ass as hard as you can. She jerks and cries out, casting an accusing look over her shoulder at you.

Chaos, pure chaos.

Countless orgasms later, with what must be gallons of cum leaking out of her, Annette laps and sucks at your cock as you lie beside Adella, gasping for breath. Adella caresses your face and kisses you as Annette awkwardly tries to pleasure your lady parts with her fingers while her mouth expertly does for your cock. You just don’t have any more semen to let out.

You’re totally relaxed. You don’t even remember why you came here.

Annette’s soft, perfect body climbs up, joining in the kiss. She nestles between you and Adella. You find yourself with your face in her boobs. Your bodies are in a tangle. You’re pretty worn out. Through it all, you and Adella are holding hands. She squeezes you, and you squeeze her back.

Best to just stop thinking and go to sleep.

~ Route End ~