Majestic III - Sex Stories

Majestic III

... Julia would groan or gasp and shake her naked bottom. At the same time that Dave Henry used his finger to rouse and torment her, the lovely woman's clenched fist jerked and pulled on his huge, swollen cock! Betsy couldn't tear her eyes away from the prick that her mother was so lovingly stroking. The head of the penis was so big that it made Betsy's tummy twist and turn, it was an angry, dark red, almost purple, and in its one blind eye, she could see thick drops of clear liquid seeping out and drooling over her fingers. Without thinking, the little girl's own fingers crept up under her shorty nightgown, then slipped under the elastic waistband of the bottoms. It felt nice when she ran her hand down over the soft curve of her belly and then pressed her fingers against the fatty flesh that covered her hairless little mound. While her mother gasped and whispered to the strange man, the small brunette pressed one of her fingers between the puffy lips of her pussy and wiggled it around, wetting it in the slick, clear oil of her love juice. Betsy still stared at Mr. Henry's big, hairy cock and when she caught herself wondering what it would taste like and how it would feel as it slipped into her open mouth she had to press her free hand against her mouth to keep from squealing out loud. "In me," Julia panted as she pulled at the naked man. "Please, Dave, I need it inside of me!" The handsome man chuckled and shook his head. Julia moaned and tried again to pull him on top of her ...

... naked, writhing body. "Please! Fuck me, Dave!" "You're not ready yet," Dave whispered, a large grin creasing his face. "You'll have to work if you want it, Julia. You made me wait for a long time, now it's your turn." Mr. Henry was smiling, but Betsy could sense something dangerous about him and that sense of danger was so thrilling that the little girl shuddered and tried to force the tip of her finger into the tight, unused throat of her vagina. Dave pulled his finger out of Betsy's mother's cunt and Julia moaned as she tried to arch her body up off the bed to follow it. The grinning man caught a handful of the poor woman's thick, dark hair and jerked, pulling her up until her bruised-looking lips were pressed against the wet tip of his hard, throbbing cock. Betsy knew what was coming. She felt her whole body begin to glow with excitement and she pressed her little finger so deep in the tight grip of her love sheath that the tip pressed painfully against her tightly stretched hymen. Mr. Henry laughed softly when her mother whimpered and Betsy pressed closer to the door and strained to hear every word that he hissed at her. "Get on it, honey! I can tell that you want to suck it! Wrap those lips around my cock and suck it. Earn the fucking that you are begging for!" A tiny moan of sympathy oozed out of Betsy when she saw her mother blush and wiggle. Mr. Henry jerked at her hair and the lovely brunette moaned as her lips went slack and allowed the greasy-looking head of the ...