BECKY RIDER - Sex Stories

BECKY RIDER

... that Becky had straight hair and Carol had curly. It was like twins, separated by only a few years. And both were hot as hell! Okay, well Becky didn't really have a "sexy" body per se, but it was sexy to see her naked with her mother, and Carol's body was definitely hot as hell. "Like it?" Carol asked softly? "Oh hells yes," I replied. "You're both very pretty." Suddenly I felt her hand slipping up my leg, immediately cupping my hardness. "Mmm... You do like! Go ahead and check out a few more." I did. For the next ten minutes or so I clicked through pictures of Carol, Becky, or both. Over half were nude or partially nude, and many of those were decidedly sexual. There were pictures of Becky and Carol touching each other's breasts, and pussies, of Becky "nursing" on Carol's little breasts, of Carol "nursing" on Becky's even smaller ones, and of each or both doing some very provocative poses. I learned that Carol's pussy was as bare as Becky's, and both girls had exquisite cunnies and stunning asses. I also learned that it's possible to get TOO horny. My cock hurt. "I... I should probably go home Carol," I said, looking for some excuse to get out of here and somewhere I could rub one out. "I can't let you leave in that condition," she replied, squeezing my cock to make sure I understood what condition she meant. "At least let me take care of it for you - if you're not going to spend the night." When I didn't respond immediately, she looked worried. "You didn't waste it did ...

... you?" I didn't get it. Then I did. "No," I grinned. "Still fully loaded, and more than ready to go off." "Goody!" she squealed, getting up and taking my hand. She looked for all the world like a little girl who was trying to get her daddy to play with her as she tugged me down the hallway to her bedroom. I wasn't sure I should, but I knew damned well that I was gonna! But it was her home, and I didn't want to press. That was fine with Carol. Apparently I'd somewhere given her the go-ahead, and she was going to go ahead! She pulled me into her bedroom, then made short work of peeling my clothes off, making all the appropriate "Ooh" and "Aah" noises. She made a big deal of my cock, which every man appreciates, but she didn't touch it as she undressed me. Instead, she pushed me back onto the bed so my cock was standing straight into the air while she undressed. The chick was on fire. I've had women horny before, but this was something else. She didn't exactly attack me, but there was no denying she was going to fuck me. Anyone saying otherwise would be taking their life in their hands. Her cheeks were flushed, her nipples were rock-hard, and I could smell her scent in the air - very similar to her daughter's, making my mouth water and my cock try to grow even harder. There was no more foreplay, she meant business. She climbed atop me, then fucking blew my mind all over again. In a voice that was entirely convincing as a twelve year old, she looked me in the eye and said, "Daddy, can ...