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

The Battered Lamp Chapter Six: The Lust of the Warrior

... let her cool down. She smiled down at her mom, stroking her hair. “Let me taste you?” “Umm, sounds wonderful.” Miss Coel flipped around, and mother and daughter slipped into a sixty-nine. “Fuck,” Kyle muttered. The room was filled with the noisy sound of pussy eating and moans of passion. The incestuous duo's lust mounted as they writhed on each other's lips. Aaliyah's mouth popped off his cock. “I need you inside me, my love.” “Fuck yeah!” Kyle pulled her up, her clothes—a jean skirt and a yellow blouse, low cut with a frilly neckline—vanished in a cloud of yellow, and she impaled her pussy right onto his spear. Kyle grunted in her ear, “I love you.” She purred back, “Forever, my husband.” Her hips pumped on him, and he watched the two women making love on the floor as his wife's pussy rode his cock. Chyna had her hands wrapped around her mother's firm ass, squeezing her cheeks and flashing her dark, puckered asshole at Kyle. “I'm so glad you are coming around to all the carnal delights I can provide you,” purred Aaliyah in his ear. “Making a mother and daughter fuck...so wicked, my love.” I guess I am coming around to it, he realized. The more Kyle fucked, the more he wanted to experience. Aaliyah and Christy and Fumi and Fatima had uncorked whatever morals had damned up his lust, and slowly more and more poured out, and he would crave more and more...carnal delights. I want to share all these delights with my four loves. He pictured himself surrounded by the four women he ...

... loved while all the female students and faculty—at least the attractive ones—made love to each other for Kyle and his women's pleasure. A garden of delight for the five of them to frolic in. A harem. Fatima and Aaliyah were eager for it, and Christy seemed to be open-minded about other women. And Fumi...well, so long as Kyle was fine with her sucking off other guys, she was fine with him having any woman he wanted. It only seemed fair. If he could fuck other women and still love Fumi, then she could suck other men as long as she loved him. “I want to experience so much carnal delights,” he moaned into his wife's ear. “So do I!” Aaliyah gasped. His genie pumped faster on his cock; her arms tightly wrapped about his neck. Her head threw back, and she came! Screaming his name, her pussy massaged his cock. Wonderful, hot flesh squeezed and shivered about his shaft, bringing Kyle great delight. His own passion grew, and he thrust up into his wife's cumming cunt, bouncing her on his lap. “Kyle, Kyle!” she moaned. “Cum in me! Please, my love!” He squeezed her ass, thrusting harder up into her. “How can I resist you anything?” A smile flashed across her face. He captured her lush lips with a kiss and grunted, cumming inside her. He tensed in her arms as he blasted her cunt. He sat back on the couch, his wife hugging him and kissing him, and he forgot all about the mother and daughter still sixty-nining on the floor. Then Chyna screamed, “I'm cumming again, Mother! Keep eating me! I ...