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Chapter 8 by immy2cho immy2cho

Who will go back downstairs?

Head downstairs on a Johnson

Isaac trails off, never finishing his sentence. You both notice it, sharon traces one hand across her low cut pajama shirt exposing just a baffling amount of cleavage. The other traces the long outline of something growing in her silky pants. Her finger carasses it as the outline becomes more and more profound..

"ISAAC YOUR TURN MAN!" the voice from downstairs bellows up the staircase shocking isaac, sharon, and yourself.

"Shiitt." Isaac lets out before sprinting down the stairs. From watching him leave you slowly turn your head back towards the hallway. Mrs. Johnson is still on her knees in front of the door, staring right at you. Time freezes for a brief second as you both lock eyes. Yours of surprised panic and hers sinister expectations. Her hands slowly unbutton the top of her pajamas, another button, and another. A gentle pull back and her two braless breasts spill softly out. You stare in disbelief, youve know her for years. Her finger then beckons you to her.

And you obey.

As you shuffle down the long hall mrs. Johnson doesnt break eye contact once, before patting the ground next to her for you to sit. Being this close you can smell her lavender perform, its oddly calming in such an exciting moment. Her gleaming eyes point blank ease you farther into a calm state. It all is so much you nearly forget how topless she is. With a finger to her lips she sushes you snd nods towards the cracked door she is staring into.

You see from the side larry pinned face first into the bed. Thrusting with a vigorous rthym is a naked curved samantha sinfast. You watch entranced as each full lift and thrust of her cock releases a squeal from your friend.

"Pretty hot huh?" Sharons voice whispers into your ear. "Do you like watching?" You swallow hard but cant manage words at the moment "mature futa always know how to do it best, samantha is a pro. Really gets me going." You feel sharon move and shift next to you and you adjust your growing boner in case she notices. "Something about a young hot male giving pleasure is so hot. Youve always been quite the hard worker doug. I think we both could use to loosen up a little. Have a little fun, want me to show you how i have a little fun doug?"

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You tear away from staring into the dark fuckden look over to sharon johnson, a mother youve known almost your whole life, naked stroking a large thick cock. Its bulbous head red and shaft veiny. She slowly strokes it as you stutter, "oh um uh."

"Oh dont worry, i just want to watch the show." She sees your slight panic and puts her other hand gently on your face. "Why dont you masterbate a little too, that way it isnt weird."

For some reason it makes sense. You nervously take off you pants as you watch sharon slowly stroke her cock. As soon as you hard dick comes out she whispers, "go ahead stroke yourself." You both return your gaze to the room where samantha has moved to a crouched quick thrusting holding onto the slumped larry, his teeth dug into the sheets of the bed. It is hot but what is sexier is feeling the warmth of mrs. Johnson right next to you.

You nervously continue to stroke before you shockingly feel a smooth aggressive hand grab on. "You aren't doing it right here," instantly you feel wave of pleasure as her hand twists and strokes. "See mature and experience helps now.." she guides your hand to her cock. Slowly you curl your finger around it, barely able in the end. You mimic her strokes and twists feeling every vein on her cock. Each stroke takes much longer than your own cock, sharon is huge. She moans outloud which brings a new feeling of joy and satisfaction to you. The urge to satisfy her is growing rapidly.

She smirks as she notices your smile, "feel good? Do you like stroking my mature cock?" You nod, still staring at it instead of the fucking going on in the room. "Good, you know.. mature cocks also taste the best too." You blush deeply as she continues whispering in your ear, "i could show you dougie. Let you taste my thick salty sweet cock." Her hand moves from the cheek to your head as she slowly but forcefully guides your head down towards her cock. It gets bigger and bigger, throbbing in your hands. You open your mouth, stick out your tongue and wait to feel it inside you. With a mad gleam in her eyes sharon turns your head, flips a leg over you and forces her cock into your mouth. Its smooth large head tastes amazing! Salty precum fills your mouth as your tongue explores vicariously. Your head hits the cold floor as sharon forces the bulbous head past your tongue and down your throat. Joy and pride fills you as she says, "wow first time and not ****. Well lets get you some practice."

Her hips thrust her thick cock down your throat matching the rhythm of the thrusting of samantha sinfast fucking larry. You gag slightly but cant stop enjoying trying to explore every inch of her with each aliding sensation of her cock in your mouth.

"Hmm ive always knew this day would come but a blowjob and a show? Ha, oh yeah i forgot." You feel rummaging above you as her cock slides further and further down your throat.

Ring ring

The bell above you rings, sigaling another successful seduction. From inside the room Samantha calls out, "ooh who else? Open up let me see."

The cock inside your mouth twitches with joy as a breeze lets you know the door has been pushed open. Upside down the full view of a fully seduced larry bouncing numbly on Samantha's raging cock comes into view.

Samantha calls out, "oooohh im jealous doug is so cute **** on your cock, how far can he go?"

Just then a forceful thrust has you gaso for air, two round full balls slap your chin. "Oh all the way sammy, hes soo good. Let me cum down his throat and maybe we can swap." Samantha lets out a gleeful cheer as the cock thrusting in your throat quickens. Each thrust faster than the last, the cock pulses and stretches you from the inside. Sharons hands grab your head forcing her balls to smack your chin over and over before one final thrust slams your head to the ground and you tastes a glorious sweet and salty liquid pulse down your throat.

What's next?

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