The air in the living room was thick with unspoken desire. Lisa, my girlfriend, was supposedly engrossed in her phone, but I could see the flicker of excitement in her eyes. Her mom, Sarah – a stunning MILF in her early forties – had been giving me those looks all afternoon.
It started innocently enough. A playful wrestling match on the couch, a few too many accidental touches. But now, the tension was palpable. "You know," Sarah purred, her voice a husky whisper, "I've always admired your… stamina."
Lisa giggled, a nervous, almost pleading sound. "Mom!" she exclaimed.
But Sarah was already unbuttoning my jeans. Her eyes locked with mine, a silent invitation. I pulled her closer, my hands tracing the curves of her body under her tight dress. Her touch was electric, and I felt a surge of pure, unadulterated lust.
I pushed her gently onto the plush rug, kissing her deeply. Lisa watched, a mixture of shock and arousal on her face. "Don't just stand there, baby," I whispered to Lisa, turning to look at her. "Come join the fun." I pulled her down so that the three of us lay intertwined on the floor. A threesome. Her fingers tracing down my chest.
Sarah guided me inside her, her hips bucking against mine. I could feel Lisa beside us, her body trembling with anticipation. I flipped Sarah over, positioning her on her hands and knees. Doggy style, her plump ass in the air. The scent of her perfume filled my nostrils as I gripped her hips, thrusting deeper. Lisa crept up behind me, hands slipping in to trace our contours, teasing to join me and her mom.
"Oh God!" Sarah moaned. The sound sent shivers down my spine. Lisa moaned too, wrapping her arms around my waist. "Please… me too," she whispered.
And that's when I knew. This was exactly what she wanted. This was her fantasy. I pulled Lisa in, her lips crashing on mine as I continued to pound Sarah. A rough sex, hot and sweaty.
This was the hottest thing I had ever done.
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