The Battered Lamp Chapter Six: The Lust of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Six: The Lust of the Warrior

... ass was round and plump, and Kyle couldn't resist giving her a squeeze. Chyna giggled and proudly posed, one hand playing with a honey-brown pigtail. “See. She's absolutely gorgeous!” Aaliyah reached out, pinching one of Chyna's nipples. “She's adequate.” Chyna's mom reached out and boldly rubbed Kyle's crotch; he groaned, enjoying the MILF's touch. “I'd say Kyle finds her more than adequate.” “He's a young man; a stiff breeze gets him hard.” Kyle had never heard her talk so diffidently. It's like she had become this imperious woman instead of his shy wife. “I'd say his opinion counts for a lot.” Kyle shifted, the blood warm in his cheeks as the MILF kept stroking him through his jeans. “Let's see how well she performs. Lick my pussy, slave!” “Yes, Mistress!” Aaliyah spread her legs and lifted her skirt. Chyna knelt before her and buried her face in his wife's snatch. Aaliyah threw her head back and moaned. “She's got an...ohh...agile tongue.” “What do you say, Kyle,” purred Chyna's mom, her fingers dragging his zipper down. “You have to admit my daughter is easily worth it.” Kyle couldn't think, her hand stroked his hard cock. “Sure.” “Then we have a deal?” Aaliyah's eyes snapped open, and she shot a glance at him. Kyle froze. “I'll suck your dick.” Her tongue licked his ear. “I bet I can suck your cock better than my daughter.” Aaliyah bent over and engulfed his cock, sucking hard. Miss Coel pouted as his wife sucked him like a vacuum cleaner. Her soft hands found his ...

... balls, massaging. Kyle leaned back, groaning. Chyna knelt on the floor, her face shiny with Aaliyah's passion. “Make him cum, Mistress!” Chyna's fingers found her pussy. Miss Coel unbuttoned her blouse. Her large tits strained a silky, gray bra. When they were freed, her breasts were every bit as wonderful as Chyna's. A little larger, with areolas that dwarfed his sex slaves and fat, dark nipples. There was a little sag, but not much, and they felt like silk as she pressed against his face. “Imagine these around your cock,” Miss Coel purred. “Or my pussy even. Have you ever fucked both the mother and the daughter?” That sparked a depraved idea. “Chyna, suck your mother's tits.” “Yes, Master.” “What?” Miss Coel barely had a chance to blink before her daughter's hungry lips fastened onto a fat nipple. “No, Chyna! Stop! You can't do that!” Her daughter ignored her; Kyle was her master. Kyle grabbed her hand as she tried to push her daughter off her tit. “If you and your daughter fuck, I'll pay double,” Kyle told her. She froze, eyes wide. “You'd pay that much for my daughter.” “It'll be worth it to watch you make love to your daughter.” Aaliyah's mouth popped off his cock. “She's not worth it, Kyle! Just let me...” Kyle placed a finger on her lips. “This is what I want. Just suck my cock.” “Yes, my love.” Kyle was surprised that she wasn't angry, but sounded pleased, and happily sucked his cock into her lips. “I love you,” he whispered, stroking her cheek. She sucked harder. “So, ...