Sandra Overhears London And Makes Her Move

POV: Sandra

I walked out of the kitchen and saw them. "Hey, boys, do you two have anything going on tonight?" I pondered, walking back to my chair and sitting down.

"No, Mom, I think we might just hang out in Joe's room tonight," Pete replied.

"Are you going to talk about girls, Joe?" I pondered, stopping my eyes on him. 'Your mom doesn't want it, but I want your dick inside me. I surely hope she allows me to get my hands on you because I want you. I'll get you one way or another, but maybe, just maybe,' I thought, prior to peeking at Pete. 'London will cheat and get her hands on you, Pete. I love you, my son, but if London hits on you or comes onto you, give her sexy body a whirl."

"See you later, Will and I are leaving!" Josh shouted.

"I'm good now, Joe, I'm gonna put my plate away, and I'll see you in your room," Pete mentioned before he gave him a fist bump and left the room.

"See you, dude," I said, failing to take my eyes on Joe. "So, are you seeing anyone, Joe? Just someone you might be sticking it to, anyone at all?"

"No, Sandra. Why, do you think I should be? I'm going to college, but shouldn't I be single when I start? I mean if there are a lot of different ladies there, wouldn't I be better off not being with someone already, so that I can be ready if something does happen?"

"Maybe, maybe not, it depends what you want to look for, you know what I mean?" I asked, getting up and right before I walked towards him. "Are you just looking to get laid, or might you want someone to bring back here to meet your parents? I'm sure at any given college; you'll be able to find both," I alerted him, pulling up my thong straps somewhat. "So, what do you think you'll be looking for, Joe? Someone to impregnate and let your parents meet, or just someone to blow you from time to time."

"Whoa, Sandra, I guess you're a free spirit," he objected, backing away somewhat.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean anything by it."

"Hey, Joe, I'll see you soon," Pete mentioned before passing us by and heading into the hallway.

"Well, I should go now, Sandra, but thanks for the talk," he said, getting up. "Hey, Mom?" he asked as London passed us as well. "She must have been in a hurry; she didn't even stop."

"Maybe, but don't you want to talk to me for a little while? I can advise you on meeting someone, regardless of which kind of girl you're looking for, Joe. Maybe a chick that likes to wear thongs, you know what I mean?" I asked, pulling up a strap again.

He backed his head away a bit. "Sandra, are you hitting on me?" he questioned.

I took a deep breath and stood up in front of him. "No, I'm sorry, Joe," I apologized, putting my hands up and breaking eye contact. 'Crap, I did tell London I wouldn't make a move unless she gave the go ahead. I have to respect her wishes, she is my best friend, but shit, I want to fuck Joe, and she wants to bone my son, so what's the problem? Just because we're married?' I thought, featuring a dirty look and shaking a bit.

"What's wrong, Sandra, you seem upset, but you're not saying anything? Are you just thinking really hard about something?"

'Yeah, I'm imagining myself down on my knees in front of you with your dick in my mouth, pleasing you,' I thought before wiping my forehead. "I'm fine, I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone, but could you not tell anyone about this?"

"Sure, Sandra, but I do find you to be very attractive," he admired me, grinning. "I'd never call you this term, but you are one."

"Are you saying I'm a MILF, a mother you'd like to fuck, Joe?" I pondered, getting close to him and pushing my fingertips on his chest. "You may admit it to me, I promise, I won't tell anyone."

His eyes suddenly made the trip my boobs, and he nodded. He failed to speak, but he did enjoy the view for a moment. I didn't deny him that pleasure as I cherished him appreciating me, even if he didn't think it was right.

I pulled down the top a little more and lifted myself. "Well, if you just want to talk, or maybe, just maybe, see a little more of me, even though I'm married, just let me know. All judgments will be left at the door, fair enough?"

He stayed silent again, but nodded. I couldn't get him to speak, but I could tell what his feelings were from the look on his face. Although, then he grabbed his plate and went into the kitchen as I maintained my position.

A moment later, he came back out. "Good seeing you again, Sandra," he mentioned, passing me by casually.

I waited alone for a few seconds before I spoke. "I couldn't help myself, because I know now that London wants to have sex with my son. We both already knew about our feelings for the other's son, but not we both know about those feelings. Maybe I'm just a free spirit, but London is a bit of a prude. It isn't anyone's fault, but maybe that's just how it is."

I stayed out there for a little while and just let the thought of Joe, and I cook in his head. I couldn't figure he'd turn me down no matter what, but I knew it was worth a try.

After ten minutes, I got up and started strolling towards Joe's bedroom. "I know Joe has thought about having sex with me, and if I know London, she is thinking about doing it with Pete. I saw it on her face, and she saw it on mine. Maybe we're both married, but we both should release that negative energy with each other's sons. Just release that 'crazy,' London, I won't judge you, I swear," I muttered before I got to Joe's room. "And that must mean that London is in her shower masturbating right now. Again, that is nothing to be ashamed of, dear best friend."

I still respected common edict and knocked on Joe's door.

A few seconds later, I saw the door open. "Oh, hello, Sandra," Joe greeted me.

"Hey, your mom is in the shower, and you know your dads are gone, so could I just hang out with my two favorite men?"

"That's nice, Mom," Pete mentioned, coming to me.

He hugged me and pecked my cheek too. "What's up?" he inquired before sitting on the bed.

"May I sit down, sweetheart?" I asked, walking in there. 'Oh, come on, Joe, aren't you happy to see the woman that wants to fuck you?' I thought before I sat next to Pete. "Oh, what a lucky guy you are, Joe. You have this nice queen sized bed to sleep on, and it feels comfortable too," I moaned before I lied down. "Oh, wow, this is nice, dude," I said before I peeked at him. "Come on; you can tell Pete and I, have you done it with any ladies on this bed? Even just one, Joesph?"

"Mom," Pete objected, shaking his head. "You can't ask about that."

"So what, Pete? You're both adults, and going to college soon, so let's not pretend that no sexual activity takes place on a college campus," I corrected him, leaning up with them. "I didn't ask him in a dirty way, I kept it clean, or would you prefer me to ask: Joe, have you fucked any skanks on this bed? I didn't mean to make anyone uncomfortable, but we can still be adults here, can't we? I want you to come to me when you get to that point with a woman, but it can be rather awkward for even an adult even to approach the subject of sex with their parent. It isn't anything to be ashamed of, Pete. Even if you did tell me you had sex with a woman in a dirty way, I wouldn't stop loving you. So, Joe?" I asked, glancing back at him. "Have you had sex with a woman on this comfortable bed?"

He sighed, closed his eyes and covered his face too. I couldn't help, but to smirk a bit. I wasn't sure how Pete was responding exactly, but I could only figure it was somewhat awkward for him, considering what he said before.

"Yes," he answered, uncovering his face and opening his eyes. "I've had sex with a couple of different women on this bed, Sandra."

"Now was that so hard, Joe?" I asked, going to him.

He took a deep breath. "No, Sandra."

I pecked his forehead. "I'm sure they enjoyed it," I whispered before I backed away.

He bit his bottom lip and let his eyebrows go down. I couldn't help, but to smile and keep it out of sight from Pete.

Before I could speak again, I suddenly heard some tapping. "Oh, crap, I have to go the bathroom," Pete warned us before he abruptly skedaddled.

I watched him leave and shut the door. 'Already than,' I thought before Joe and I sat back down on the bed. "So, Joe?" I asked, lying down and peeking at him. "Did either of those ladies you fucked give you a blow job?"

"Sandra," he protested, getting up off it. "You are hitting on me; you're married. This is completely inappropriate, and I can see your thong sticking out too, I don't want to see that."

"Bullshit, and I know it is a little tasteless, I would woo you properly if I weren't married," I pointed out, getting up with him. "Although, if something did happen, it isn't like anyone needs to know. I mean, do you know what your dad and my husband do all the time? Are we just thinking that their minds are 100% hard at work when they leave? How do we know they're working at this very second?"

"Are you implying my dad is cheating?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips.

"Maybe, Joe, but just in case my hubby is, would you like to..." I said before I cut myself off and backed away.

I sighed, put my hands up and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, Joe, I guess even chicks in their forties can still develop crushes and make themselves do out of the ordinary things," I put on the record before I glanced at him again. "I'm sorry once again."

He took a deep breath too and checked out my body for a moment in silence. I certainly didn't want to utter a word to make sure I didn't ruin even the slightest chance of something happening.

"Wow, you are ravishing in every sense of the word. How does this sound: even though you are Pete's mom, I'd fuck you if you weren't married."

"You'd let your dick inside me, Joesph?" I inquired, closing the gap.

"Yes, I'd stick it in any hole you wanted me to, Sandra because you are a total MILF."

I stopped right in front of him and grabbed his wrists. "Even my asshole?" I asked, placing his hands on my tits.

"Affirmative."

"Oh, where has this guy been, I want to get to know him," I moaned, pushing myself onto him somewhat. "You're shaking now."

"I know, and I hide him because shit happens when I let him out, Sandra, but nothing is going to happen between us," he made clear, pushing me back a bit.

I sighed again. "Party pooper," I whined before I nonchalantly began walking back towards the door. "You'd actually have sex with me though if I didn't have this ring on my finger?

"Yes, but please just don't go divorce Pete's dad, that wouldn't be cool."

"Okay, I won't, but if you ever change your mind, let me know," I insisted, opening the door.

"I will."

I left and closed the door. "Its probably for the best, after all, I'm not expecting that London made a move on Pete," I theorized before I peeked at the bathroom door. "Wait a minute, Pete said he had to use the bathroom, and she was in there before I went into Joe's bedroom. I was distracted being along with Joe, that I didn't even think about that."

I looked at it for a moment in silence, but I didn't hear anything. Although, after that moment, I slowly strolled back to the door and let my right ear on the door.

"Whoa, London, you're naked." I heard Pete say.

"I know, don't you want to see me?" I heard London ask.

"Holy shit," I mouthed, putting my hands up. "Did London just ask that? Now it is silent, could Pete be thinking it over?' I thought before a pause. 'I shouldn't listen to this,' I thought before I backed away.

I just hit my palm a few times and moved around a bit too. All of a sudden, I felt like my mind got twisted around, and I bit my bottom lip so hard, I nearly thought I'd cut into it.

"Could they be having sex? She made it clear that nothing was going to happen, but what if she just did it. I made a good point for her, but she was **** at best. Now, what am I supposed to think after what I just heard? She propped herself to him, but he is a good young man with morals, maybe he rejected her. Although, wouldn't one of them have come out by now? I heard those words at least a couple of minutes ago now. Even if they are doing it, how could I be sure without opening the door?" I whispered.

I took in a deep breath as I studied the door and my panties got wet.

"Fuck it," I whined before I went back to the door.

"Oh, I like that, London, that feels good," I heard Pete moan.

"Yes," I muttered, backing my head away. "I don't know what exactly, but something is going on in there."

"I know you like that, young man. You like having a MILF pleasure you, don't you?" London let out.

"Yes, London," Pete responded,

"Yes, yes, yes," I whispered, hitting my palm and jerking around. "Fuck it, its go time now, London. You didn't tell me you were doing this, but maybe you just decided to do it in the moment. Our husbands aren't here, and you are with my son. Now, I'm going to go thrill yours," I muttered before swiftly made my way right back to Joe's bedroom.

I slathered my lips the whole time and felt tingles going throughout my body. I stopped in front of Joe's door and shuddered a little bit for a moment. I couldn't believe how this turn of events happened, but yet it did.

"Joe, wouldn't you like to have this MILF give you one hell of a blow job? I'll kindly let you shoot down my throat if you'd like," I muttered before my hand calmly made it to the doorknob.

"Oh, hell yes, Sandra," Joe moaned.

I suddenly sucked my lips into my mouth and leaned my head back too. "Joe, you naughty young man, dare I ask: are you masturbating thinking about me?" I pondered before I grabbed onto the doorknob.

"Yes, suck it just like that, Sandra," he let out.

"Yes," I mouthed, cheesing. "I have to see this, my twat is making me," I muttered before I opened the door somewhat.

I cracked it open about a foot, and I peeked in there to Joe's bed. My left hand covered my mouth, I kept the door open with my shoulder, and my right hand made it into my panties. From one moment to the next, I crossed onto the line so to speak and pleasured myself with Joe in my sights.

"Wow, that's a big dick, well, you did admit you had sex with a couple of ladies on that bed, so they must have been good to you, in more ways than one. I wish I could use a ruler, but it looks like it could be at least six inches and a little thick too. Wow, and you are jacking off thinking about me sucking your cock? Wow, that is quite flattering, Joesph. You did well making sure that you didn't let me find this kinky guy, but now I see him. You already divulged that you'd screw me if I weren't married, but now you are fantasizing about me, that's a little more than a crush, don't you think? Yes, if you make your cum spew out at the image of me with your pecker in my mouth, then it is a taboo crush gone a little far out there. You were good at resisting me, but maybe you shouldn't now, considering that my hand is getting wet because I'm pleasuring myself watching you gratify yourself. Come on; you have to admit that feeling your johnson in my mouth is much better than just thinking about it. I already hit on you, Joe, you busted me on it, so why don't you ask me to suck on your schlong? Are you just afraid that I'll do it? Don't worry; I can keep a secret if you can," I whispered.

I failed to take my eyes off him and drenched my lips endlessly. He stroked his wood slowly, but surely to get himself off, but of course, the icing on the cake was that he was thinking about me.

I played with my slit nonstop and shook a bit too all the while I knew that London was most likely having sex with Pete in the shower. After only a couple of minutes, I felt my lady juice flowing down my legs as well as running off my hand.

'Oh, open your eyes, look this way, and bust me. I do not doubt that in less than a minute I'll have your dick in my mouth. I'll be the hot MILF giving you the best blow job you'll ever get. Maybe that's cocky of me, but it is true you hunk,' I thought before I calmly let my hand out. "Maybe I'll just raise the stakes so to speak," I whispered before I took off my top.

Then I undid my skirt and let it fall off me. "Now I'm just in my bra and thong. You saw the straps a little while ago, and you did like seeing it, you didn't have to lie about it, but I understand why you did," I muttered before I let my hand back to my twat.

I began rubbing it back and forth yet again and vibrated a bit as I enjoyed watching him as if it was porn, but it became a much better version as it was live. I felt thrills surging through my body and made myself sweat too, but I still managed to keep a lid on myself for the most part.

Although, I was nearly naked and shattering my defenses to stay quiet. I was next to positive that London was, in fact, having sex with Pete, and if she was, they weren't about to come out anytime soon. Whether or not she was planning to tell me, I didn't know, but her actions still pushed me to make my own.

"Wow, it is getting hot in here now," I muttered before I brought both of my hands to my back.

I undid my bra and just let it fall off. After that, I peeked down at my crotch as my hand made the trip towards my thong. Although, I stopped it, and bit down on my bottom lip. I was already rattling, but suddenly I found myself trembling a bit.

I pushed the front strap of my thong and peeked at my pussy. "Well, you only live once," I whispered before I pushed it down.

I stepped out of it and looked back at him. "I'm naked out here now, Joe. I'm standing here ready and willing for you, are you going to take me, or just lock onto the bad feeling because I'm married?" I asked before a pause. "Well, you aren't going to give me an answer, but I can tell you are close to cumming: you're shaking now even more, and your head is going back forth too. If I just came to you as soon as you needed to shoot and asked you to blow on my boobs, would you do it? Maybe you would, because you already admitted you'd have sex with me if I were single," I explained before another pause. "Crud, you're going to explode now, watch out my sexy tits are coming your way," I said before I zipped right to him. "Let me see the seed, Joesph."

"Sandra, what the hell?" he bitched, peeking at me and leaning up, so his feet came to the ground.

"Cum on my boobs, sexy man," I ordered him, lowering myself to my knees in front of him. "Do it because it is wrong," I proposed, positioning my knockers right over his member.

"You suck, Sandra," he moaned, stroking it fast.

I failed to respond, but I smiled and kept my eyes down on his dick. I wasn't sure just how many more strokes he needed, but I was confident that he was about to burst. He didn't make me wait too much longer, and then I saw his dick hole suddenly become white, and his seed came bolting out.

"Oh, you got this MILF's titties, Joe, submerge them now," I commanded him before I kissed him on the lips.

As I kissed him, I felt another stream on my bosoms and then we both viewed his schlong again for him to unleash another shot which attacked my upper chest and a bit of my chin and left cheek a bit too.

I brought my left hand to my cum splash spot on my chest, and I just grabbed onto his rod with my right hand. "Thank you for that, Joe," I mentioned before I began stroking it. "And, wow, this is nice and hard too," I said, glancing at it.

He failed to oppose me or even jerk around. I just heard him breathing heavily and moaning somewhat too. I couldn't help, but to smile and bring my other hand to the base. After holding it for a few seconds, I began rubbing it with both palms.

Then I looked at him as I smirked. "Are you sure you don't want to protest me now? I came upon you during very personal time, are you okay, Joe?"

"Holy shit, you are dashing, Sandra. I never imagined you'd be this sexy. Even at your age, your figure it wicked hot."

"And you can't even see my pussy down there, would you like to view it?"

His eyes widened and nodded a few seconds later. Without delay, I slowly rose up and let go of his schlong, so my cherry was at eye level with him. I watched him soak in not only my pussy, but my whole figure.

I placed my hands on my hips. "So, you like me then, Joesph?"

"You're not playing fair at all, but yes. How am I supposed to resist you now? My wood is already out, and you're showing your nude body? Who the fuck does that?"

"Me," I responded, coming back down with him.

I slowly brought my right hand back to his pecker, and again, he didn't object, he just let me do it. I stroked it, but kept my eyes on his.

"Don't worry, you don't have to grin, I know you are enjoying yourself," I muttered, leaning towards him. "Its nothing to be ashamed of, Joe."

"You're married though, Sandra."

I stopped rubbing right away. "So, what, we're both horny, naked, I already have your cum on me and your dick in my hand too."

He breathed heavily and checked out me out once again. He took over a moment, so I decided to begin stroking it again after the first sixty seconds.

"Wow, you have soft hands," he moaned, leaning towards me. "You suck, Sandra," he branded me before placing his hands on my butt and pasting his lips to mine.

"I know, but you'll learn to love me," I let out, beginning to brush even faster. 'Jackpot, London. We're enjoying each other's sons now.'

My hooters did touch his chest, but they didn't push onto him too hard. Kissing me didn't stop him from moaning nonstop and helping himself to feel my jugs. He placed both palms right over my nipples, and he squeezed them a bit too.

So, we pleasured each other both physically and emotionally for over five minutes as the loudest thing that took place was moaning. I evidently desired to push myself onto Joe, but yet, I halted as I didn't want to get greedy and wanted him to make the next move.

His only move for the time being seemed to be fondling my tits and continuing to kiss me passionately. I felt more than anxious, but I fought the temptation to make my desired next move as hard as possible.

That went on for over five minutes before his lips swiftly leaped off mine. "You suck, Sandra. You better not let anyone find out about this," he made clear before kissing me again. "No one, got it?"

"Yes, but giving into me is nothing to be ashamed of, Joe," I mentioned before I leaned to him again. "You have a hard pecker and deserve to use it on a MILF, especially when she hits on you," I let him know before I kissed and leaned back. "I'm only going to ask this once: how many times have you masturbated thinking of me?"

"At least fifty times."

"That's not bad; do you always have me give you oral sex?"

"Mostly yes, but rarely I fuck you doggie style."

"Do you have yourself cum inside me in either scenario?"

"Both, married lady."

"I like that, stud. I know how to keep a secret, Joe, and I hope you do too," I spoke before I angled my body down and took his wood into my mouth.

He immediately lied down and covered his face. "Me too, Sandra, you still suck, but damn," he moaned, jiggling around a bit. "Oh, I've never felt such hatred and lust for the same person before. Shit, you're a cocksucking MILF."

I giggled somewhat, but calmly pleasured his johnson, letting my soft lips massage it in the process for a moment before I let it out. "Would you just feel better if I slapped you?"

He breathed heavily and shook his head a couple of times as he had lusty eyes. "I'll have to refer you to my last statement."

"Good, and feel free to shoot wherever you want, dear Joesph," I offered, prior to taking his schlong back into my mouth.

"Oh, I will, Sandra. If you are naked, ready and willing to fuck, and you want to let me choose, maybe I'll shoot my load on your butt."

"Classy choice," I muttered with a full mouth.

Then he pulled his blanket and pillow to lie on to prop himself up as he viewed me beginning to thrust my lips ever so slowly. I felt the sexual thrills surging through my body like nothing I had ever felt before, and his liking to it just made it better.

"Wow, Sandra, you are some sexy MILF, and those are perfect lips too. I've never had such a great blow job before, and you've only been doing it for a minute now," he moaned before a pause and placed his hands on top of my head. "Shit, go as slow or as fast as you want, chicky. However you want to do it, I'm game, even if you are cheating."

I smiled again. 'That's good, you horny dude. There was no need to resist me, but I understand why you did. Yes, look right into my eyes as I suck the life out of your schlong, you may not get another chance, but on the other hand, I am a hot to trot chick that needs some a hard dick from time to time. If you're willing, I'll suck this pecker whenever you want, except for when I can't get away from my son or husband. All the time that I can, I'll be down on my knees with this cock inside me, whether it is in my mouth or pussy. Maybe even my asshole if you are into that, hunk. And I like you caressing my head too; it shows how much you like my mouth on your johnson. My husband might have a bigger one, but I'm certainly enjoying yours a hell of a lot more than his maybe because you seem to be much more into me than my hubby. I guess that's the big thing I've always missed with him when I did give him oral sex; he didn't like to look into my eyes. You're doing that and rubbing my head, that's a sexy combination while I give you head, you loving young man. I'm still going rather slow for you, but as you said, I could go at any speed, and I know you'd like it at any speed. Don't worry if you spurt out too early, your mom is going to be busy with my son for a while, and your dad and my hubby won't be back for hours, so we have more than enough time to fuck again. Wow, do I see tears forming on your face now?'

I maintained that same speed and eye contact for over ten minutes, but with each passing minute, I had him vibrating a little bit more. My hands stayed down at the base of his wood, and I applied little pressure to it.

It seemed every time my lips went back up to the head of his pecker; I had to tremble a bit more. Somewhat to my surprise, I also dropped a couple of tears and shook myself slightly all in the process of pleasing Joe.

Every time I got a full taste of his dick, I felt another chill go down my spine, so it certainly seemed that we had some sexual chemistry. I knew it was wrong, but I could only comprehend that it was the right kind of wrong.

'Wow, you are holding up pretty well, my lips have gone up and down on your schlong at least five-hundred times now with these mushy lips massaging it, and you still have yet to shoot. You are giving the signs, but not doing it just yet. You must be a tease.'

Although, then he lied back and broke eye contact. "Holy shit, you are so close now, Sandra," he moaned, pulling my hair. "Just give me a couple more minutes, and then I'll douse your butt."

After a couple more thrusts, I lazily let his dick out and took it my right hand. "What if I don't want to wait? Besides, we both know you love it; you can just shoot at any time, can't you?"

"Maybe, but I don't want you to stop."

"Don't worry, Joe, we can have sex again if you'd like."

"Seriously?"

I nodded and stroked his member for a minute in silence. He couldn't keep his eyes on mine to save his life.

"Maybe that wasn't quite true, now I'm just rubbing it, and you seem to be ready now."

"I was full of shit, Sandra, please don't be mad," he moaned, quaking the bed.

"I'm not," I stated, getting up and turning around.

I turned my head to him and grabbed onto his dick again. I positioned the head right over my left butt cheek and rubbed the head right on it until I felt the cum burst out.

"Sexy stuff," I muttered before I pushed it to my other cheek.

I allowed him to drench my butt just as intended as he let out at least five shots all over it. I did all the work to ensure he saturated every single square inch of my squishy ass. Of course with each shot, I felt the head push against it again, and I loved it.

I heard him moan, breathe heavily and slather his lips too. The sexy sounds of his tongue going all over his lips turned me on to no end, and it seemed whether he wanted to admit it or not, he did know how to woo me.

After he couldn't let out any more seed, I let go of his rod. "Wow, you must like me, Joe. That's gotta be at least four different masturbation sessions worth of cum on my gluteus maximus now," I pointed out, rubbing a little bit in on both cheeks.

"Wow, you are dynamite, Sandra," he let out of breath.

"Thank you, sweet, but horny man," I answered, turning back to him.

I leaned down to him and kissed him. "I certainly hope you remember this when you think about fucking another MILF."

"Wait, you're ready for more, right?"

"Are you saying you want to fuck me now, Joesph?"

"I'll never look at you, Pete or Will the same, but yes."

"Good answer," I praised him before I kissed him again.

I wanted it to be a simple kiss, but as my breasts touched him, I decided to have him go down and bring my palms to his shoulders. He did the same, and we built up the intimacy, so the chemistry showed itself even more. We made out as lovers, and his hands came back down to my butt.

'Oh, I already knew I liked this guy, but damn, he is not only hitting a home run, but the ball is also flying out of the park.'

After five pleasurable minutes, my lips came off his. "You are one sexy man, and you better treat whatever woman you end up with like a queen, even if she does just love you for your cock."

"You've never had one as good as mine?"

"Not with the intimacy, let's put it that way," I whispered before I kissed one more time and got up off him.

I turned myself around so my butt was to him and I brought it towards his face as well. "Do you like this pussy?" I pondered, spreading out my lips.

I blindly massaged them as he just viewed the sexy playing. He failed to get up and just kept his eyes locked for the time being, and I just let him enjoy. He did a combination of biting his lips and licking them nonstop for a few minutes.

"The invitation is clear, but take all the time you need, Joe. I don't mind waiting for a man's pecker, because the wait will be worth it."

"Holy shit, I think I might love you, Sandra," he moaned a few seconds before he rose up onto his knees.

"Well, we'll table that for now, but remember: I'm married."

He slowly leaned to me, and let his johnson come towards my snatch. I slathered my lips and vibrated a bit too in preparation to feel his wood in there finally. Just as I viewed him preparing himself mentally, it seemed as he eyeballed my slit.

The head came towards those lips, and he rubbed it on them from right to left. "Oh, those are wet and squishy, Sandra."

"And your dick will be a hell of a lot better when you feel all that pussy juice on it. You already know what it felt like to be in my mouth, but now you need to try the other hole. When you do, control your cum, don't let it shoot inside me, can you do that?"

"I'll do my best," he muttered before he bit his bottom lip and pressed the head on my twat. "On the bright side, you've drained me a bit."

Even as his cock didn't go into my cherry, I still saw him twitching.

"I told you that your schlong is worth waiting for, so take your time if you need to, Joe."

"Holy shit, you are stunning," he complimented me, peeking back at me.

"Why else would you give in, Joesph?"

From one second to the next, I suddenly felt his wood seek shelter inside my cherry.

"Oh," I moaned, closing my eyes and reaching forward on the bed. "Wow, that feels so much bigger in my twat than my mouth."

"Crap, I'm fucking a MILF," he let out, placing his palms on my butt and calmly pushing it into me even deeper. "My dick is inside a hot married MILF."

"I know, now thrust your schlong, Joe and let that hard thing feel my smooth and wet pussy walls. It'll make it feel damn good and make you only want to screw MILFs for the rest of your lives too, so what the fuck are you waiting for, Joe? Do it!" I attacked him before opening my eyes again.

"Oh, yes, I will, Sandra," he whined beginning to let his member move in and out of my cunt. "You were right, that feels amazing, so much better than I could ever imagine."

I glared at him as he performed the lewd act, but he couldn't make eye contact with me. I began grinding my teeth and grabbing onto the sheets hard too. With his schlong, he managed to give me the same problem so I couldn't keep my eyes on him.

Although, I fought with every fiber of my being to keep peeking at me so that he could see my eyes as he helped me commit adultery. I moaned and jerked around as I found myself getting off on the whole idea.

I didn't even desire to see his torso moving back and forth; I just wanted to view that look. I needed to understand the idea come over him and I knew he'd certainly love it so much more. Even though he knew it was happening, the reality still needed to sink for him.

With each passing thrust, he managed to thrill me a little more, and it brought himself a little closer cumming and realizing the consequences of anyone finding out about our misdeeds. After the first minute, he even applied a bit more pressure to my butt.

"You're you making my titties shake too, Joesph. Dare I ask: do you love this?"

"Yes!" he yelled, slapping my ass. "Haven't you been listening? I know you are a cheating hot MILF, but you can still listen though, right?"

"Fuck yes," I groaned through my teeth. "I like the sexy talk, Joe, I especially like it from you. Swat my ass again too, get it red while you devour my slit. Do it for this cheating cunt, and punish her."

"You're not a cunt, Sandra," he moaned, breathing very heavily. "I love you."

"Oh, I love you too, Joe, but be good to me. Don't tell my husband about this," I muttered.

"Fine, but shut up now, Sandra."

Both of our mouths remained open, but no words dropped out though. No matter how much I didn't want spark feelings for Joe, he made it happen with his magical cock. I fully understood it was him, rather than just the sex itself.

It didn't seem to matter though; he hooked me even though I was the one that came onto him. As I also started to feel his skin on my butt, I knew that meant he let his entire dick into my pussy. That **** the tears to shed out even faster, and I shook my butt for him in the process.

I didn't let out a single word for his benefit for a moment, and then I had to turn my head back. I didn't even know just how long his schlong was, but I surely knew that my cherry made it longer and harder with each passing moment. I felt the passion for him which I could only figure that he did as well.

"Son of a bitch, I feel that dick expanding my slit so damn much now, Joesph. I'll talk whenever the fuck I want to talk, bastard. You're jamming that pecker inside me deep and making me love you right back. So, I'll take it for you, but you can't screw with me though. I'm the MILF here, and you will be nice to me. Make my snatch feel like a shriveled up piece of fruit if you want, but you can't just tell me to shut the fuck up, got it?"

"Yes," he moaned, leaning down onto me. "Holy shit, I can't say it enough, you are astonishing, even if you are cheating. I'm helping you cheat, I'm doing it, but shit, you are one sexy lady. You've always gotten my dick hard every time I've seen you, and I've definitely wanted to fuck you, even though you're married. I want to screw you again later, could I do that, Sandra?"

"Yes, Joe, I can see a young and sexy man like yourself. It isn't like my husband is all that interested in screwing me regularly. I'll let you do me as much as you want, hunk. It isn't like my hubby is around a whole lot, and even if he is, he won't guess why you're there, so we can fuck as much as we want. He works so much that he doesn't notice jackshit around the house. He could even be talking to you when he can't see your crotch and have no idea I was down on my knees with your cock in my mouth. So, if you want to fuck me again, then give me a call. I'll have an affair with a hung man like yourself."

"Oh, good, you cheating wench. I'll help you commit adultery again, but you better get on the pill. I'm going to be shooting loads left and right then, and I'll make sure to douse you every single time too. Do you like the sound of that?"

"Yes, but now who is jibber jabbering?"

"Me, tart!" he roared, swapping my ass again.

"I like that, guy, that's the sexy man hiding within the sweet dude. Let him off the leash full time, and make me sorry for cheating on my husband. I'm extra naughty, so you should spank me as much as you can. Make your hands hurt too, so they hurt even by feeling my soft butt and tits won't make them feel better."

"Okay, Sandra," he fretted, failing to look at me and swatting my ass nonstop.

Even as he kept thrusting his cock, he managed to keep his arms moving and get my butt cheeks easily over twenty times in the first minute.

'I know he is pushing himself beyond belief, but just in case he never does get the pleasure of fucking me again, I want him to go out with a bang. A bang so big, he'll remember having sex with me for the rest of his life, and he'll never find someone better. It just won't be in the cards for him; he'll be hooked on me, or at least fucking another MILF. Maybe he'll get a woman pregnant so he can fuck a MILF full time by then. Who knows, he might even invite me in to show the sexy chick a thing or two.'

No matter how much he went through to enjoy the thrill of fucking me from behind, he just went through it. I could never be sure just how it was for a guy to screw a woman in any position, but I knew the emotional spike was worth it for him, regardless of the physical toll it brought on him.

Although, then he finally brought his wood out again. "Here you go, you cheating, but stunning MILF," he moaned, stroking it over my butt.

I kept my eyes on his eyes, rather than his member. I just found myself more intrigued by him, rather than his actions. Although, a few seconds later, I felt a stream of his seed splash down onto my butt.

"I like that warm cum, so don't hold out on me, Joesph, submerge it again."

He lived up the hype I set for myself and felt him shoot another four shots of his hot seed all over my butt again. He also couldn't make it all last for long though; the whole thing lasted for about twenty seconds. Not that I thought it was terrible though.

"Oh, thank you very much, Joe," I mentioned, leaning up and peeking over at my behind.

I rubbed it in as I continued to view his face and he tried to catch his breath. I couldn't resist, but to smile at him. I knew the stakes of everything going on, but yet, I found the prize to be quite exceptional.

I turned around and placed one hand on his butt. "You aren't going to faint, are you?" I pondered before grabbing onto his rod.

"No, Sandra," he moaned before wrapping his arms around me and pasting his lips to mine.

My breasts went up against his chest, and I rubbed his johnson too. "And your dick is still hard too, Joesph."

"I know, now shut it, I'm trying to kiss you."

"Sorry."

We made out in silence for a few minutes as I never let my hand off his schlong and he never stopped massaging my butt either. Needless to say, the chemistry and love showed itself perfectly, and we added even more just by kissing each other.

As I gave him another hand job, I still felt his wood vibrating a bit, and we both exchanged bodily fluids again. All the while, I felt his cum drying on my butt and thrills surging throughout my body.

After those five silent minutes, my lips calmly parted from hers. "I can't wait to see you again."

"I better not get a girlfriend, that would make us both cheaters."

"Good, but make you let me meet her though, I need to make sure she can satisfy you. Fucking a MILF can make you raise your sexual expectations."

"Okay, we should check on Pete; he had to go to the bathroom and still hasn't come back."

"Something tells me that he is well taken care of, Joe, but should get dressed now. Whenever you want to see me again, call me."

"I will," he stated before kissing me.