Emma and her Mom, Chapt 2 - Sex Stories

Emma and her Mom, Chapt 2

... night to get my mind on some personal pleasure.” I chuckled and said, “You do remember, I already told you to call me if you had some little things that need fixing. Surely this will qualify.” She laughed cheerfully and we hugged and kissed as we settled down on the bed. Ella said she did not want to talk about Emma, but until the bathroom got fixed by the experts she would probably need help with her. “I can make her sit on a chair and use the sprayer, but she really wants to lie in this huge tub and just enjoy a nice soak.” My mind went back to Emma’s nice tits squashed against me and I looked forward to it. Unfortunately my cock liked the idea also and Ella saw it twitch. “Got’ya,” she whispered in my ear as her hand went to my cock. While she squeezed my cock she added, “I saw how Emma tried to dry-fuck you. I just have to realize she will be twelve next month and her hormones are kicking in big time. And I guess you saw her tits are bigger than mine.” I said, “I hadn’t noticed.” Ella yanked on my cock and whispered, “Bullshit.” As she snuggled against me I kissed her some more and then kissed the tips of her breasts and whispered, “Emma who?” Her hand went into my hair and she held me against her tit and whispered back, “Promise; before you and she do more than kissing, you must tell me about it.” My mouth was full of a delicious tit and I mumbled, “Promise.” Then I got down to making sex starved Ella happy. Kissing my way down to her belly and her mons she did not even ...

... slow me down. I was worried I may not be doing enough slow kissing and snuggling for her, but she turned on her back and cocked her legs apart inviting me to keep kissing lower and lower. I slid around and got between her legs and enjoyed the view of her naked pussy, now slightly open with just the barest touch of moisture already visible between her vertical lips. I hate to admit this, but it had been about three months since I got lucky on a one-night stand. However, that girl did not want me to eat her pussy nor did she swallow my cum. It was a quick fuck; shoot your load; thank you and good-bye. With Ella now next door all I could hope for is that we would do this every weekend if not more often. Good grief, I knew I was pussy starved when I already pictured her doing this every night. When my tongue touched Ella’s lips she let out a loud sigh, her whole body twitches like I hit her with an electric cattle prod and her thighs closed around my head and locked me to her pussy. My hands went under her ass cheeks to hold her against me and it was ‘No more Mr. Nice Guy’. My tongue was trying to drill a hole between her locked pussy lips and we battled each other for about a minute before Ella fell back and opened her legs to let me breathe. She moaned, “Oh, holy cow, don’t you dare stop.” Her hand was back in my hair without the death grip. So I eased my ministrations and opened her lips with my finger tips and ran my tongue deeper into her. Ella’s ass started humping up and ...