Your mother's co-workers distract you. . .

"John?" Somehow, you're able to tear yourself away from the sound of what you're pretty sure is your own mother rubbing one out. When you turn around, you see two of your mother's co-workers rapidly approaching you. Your eyes bug out and you quickly will for the two women to not notice anything unusual going on inside the office behind you- especially those wet, scholcking noises!

"Oh, it's been so long since we've seen you! You're all grown up and handsome now!" The woman with dirty-blonde hair cooed with a hospitable smile, "It must've been, what. . . at least ten years now, when you were just a cute, little kid scampering around the office."

"Oh, I think I remember you. . . you had those butterscotch candies on your desk, right?" The dark-haired woman smirks and gently nudges her friend in the waist as the blonde woman excitedly clasps her hands together.

"Yes!" She exclaims with joy, "That was me, you still remember! I have some here, if you want?" You politely decline and shake your head, but she extracts one from her pocket and forces it into your hand anyway. "Anyway, I'm sure you remember, but in case you don't, my name is Marissa, and tall, black-hair and beautiful here is Stella." You finally have an opportunity to give both women a proper visual inspection and surprisingly, they really had aged rather gracefully. . .

"Wow-" You mutter before cutting yourself off. The two sexy office workers exchange blushing looks of approval as you gather your thoughts. So it was decided- you had to have them! "Erm, do you two mind helping me with something?"

"Of course John, what's wrong?" Marissa asked worriedly.

"Uh, my testicles are feeling a bit heavy. . . if it's not too much trouble, could you- uhm. . . relieve them?" You ask anxiously, unused to this complete and total power over others.

"Oh gosh, that's no trouble at all John!" Stella exclaims, "A boy your age must struggle a lot with unwanted erections." She reasons, her finger tip touching her chin as she looks at you thoughtfully, "Marissa and I would be happy to help our Miss Smith's son in his time of need."

"Absolutely." Marissa adds with a beaming smile. "Let's get you to the break room so you can have some privacy."

"Here, just sit back and relax." Marissa said lovingly, "Stella and I will get rid of all that pent-up semen. You don't have to worry about a thing!" The two beautiful office women had quickly stripped completely naked, hanging their clothes on the nearby counters and tables in the break room. They slink down onto their knees and corner you, their hot breath teasing your raging hard-on.

"We've been told we're very good at this." Stella whispered erotically, "You'll be bone dry by the time we're done. . ." As she finishes her sentence, those perfect, plush lips part and wrap around the head of your cock, gently sucking the tip. Marissa approaches from the side and caresses the hard shaft with her wet, slippery tongue before planting loving kisses against it.

"Oh, god. . ." You groan, leaning up against a wall with two gorgeous women giving you your first blowjob; your mother's long-time co-workers and presumably friends no less! The two MILFs were sucking, slurping and moaning all over your sensitive, throbbing member, their hungry mouths vacuum suctioning your cock and balls.

"Hah. . ." Stella breathes after fucking her own throat, "Such a big penis, you must have a girlfriend, right?" She rubs your hard cock against her soft face, smearing saliva against her cheeks and hair. Marissa attempts to add some commentary, but her voice is muffled while she slobbers and licks your swollen testicles. Through the intense pleasure, you don't even have the capacity to answer. The raven-haired beauty resumes her blowjob, punishing her hot, wet mouth by stuffing your throbbing cock as deep as it'll go. She begins bobbing her head, sucking and slurping while rolling her tongue against the bottom of your shaft.

Gack! Gack! Gack!

You had just fucked and spunked inside Zoey not too long ago, but these cum-hungry cougars were hell-bent on draining you dry. The two sucking vixens briefly begin running their luscious lips on both sides of your cock, slurping along the sides in unison and pushing you over the edge. You can't help but feel hot and bothered by those sounds you heard earlier from your mother's office.

"Urg- I'm going to cum. . . !" You grunt, your hot load rapidly boiling up. Stella suddenly envelops the tip of your pulsing cock between her lips, furiously sucking out the seed. Pushing your hips forward, you can feel the thick jets of semen shooting out in gooey ropes, every single drop flooding the sexy office worker's mouth. Stella determined gaze meets your stare and she unflinchingly accepts your entire load into her mouth. With an audible pop, she finally releases your spent member and presents your fresh spunk, opening her mouth and displaying the sticky contents. Her soiled tongue rolls the thick fluid around before she swallows it all.

You breathe a sigh of relief and bend down to pick up your pants when suddenly Marissa pokes you in the leg. "Oh, we're not done yet. . . we need to get it ALL out." Your wilting cock twitches at the thought, but you grin and nod, settling into a chair for round two.