The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 37: The Mother/Daughter Threesome (Part 1) - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 37: The Mother/Daughter Threesome (Part 1)

... reply before it was completed. In fact, I only barely had time to realize she was even hotter up close before so much arousal washed over me that I could no longer think clearly. In fact, the lust that coursed through my veins was so intense that I soon felt a powerful fantasy grow within me. “Oh no!” I thought, “Not now!” Unfortunately, that was my final thought before the real world faded, only to give place to an identical fantasy one. The fantasy me grabbed the helping hand that was offered to her and the beautiful jogger soon pulled her to her feet. “Thanks,” I said as I dusted myself off. “You’re welcome,” she said. But that was the last thing she said in quite some time. For you see, I had just realized something; this was a fantasy! And that meant nothing I did was real. Ipso facto, I did not have to worry about the consequences of my actions. With that in mind, I forgot all about the inhibition that usually filled me and did the only think I could think of; I pulled the beautiful jogger in for a long, passionate kiss. “Mmmmm!” I moaned blissfully as my tongue slithered past her luscious lips and started dancing around the dance floor that was her tongue. Of course, the woman just stood there, no doubt totally shocked by my unexpected sexual attack. However, it only took her a few seconds to recover. Before I could even understand what was happening, she had started reciprocating my eager tongue strokes and the two of us were passionately making out. “Mmmmm!” we ...

... moaned in unison as our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths. Unfortunately, the kiss soon came to an abrupt halt. Fortunately, that was only because I was eager to escalate things. Pulling away from my beautiful lover-to-be, I grabbed hold and, with surprising strength, ripped the sports bra from her body, revealing her flawless bosom. After taking a few moments to study her boobs, I gave in to the massive amounts of arousal that filled me and buried my face in her chest. Within seconds, I was eagerly flicking my tongue back and forth across one of her nipples while my fingers played with the other. Unfortunately, it was not meant to last… “What are you doing?” I asked moments after she pushed me away. Luckily, the answer came not in the form of a word, but rather an action. I could not keep a smile from curling my lips when she started tearing my clothes off. Within seconds, my jogging attire was scattered around us and I stood there, naked form head to toe. Fortunately for both me and the arousal that coursed through my veins, she did not bother teasing me. So, instead of pulling me in for another passionate kiss or a blissful boob massage, she gave her first and last order of the fantasy. “Bend over!” she ordered as she pointed to the bench that lay next to us. Making my way around to the back, I planted my feet firmly on the grass and leaned forward, not stopping until my boobs were hanging over the backrest. As a result, my but was pushed backwards, revealing my ...