Mary's Marvelous Family Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Mary's Marvelous Family Chapter 7

... his and gummed it gently, sucking on it harder when Mary encouraged him with a soft moan. “Mary, I’m going to cum,” Freddy grunted. “Do it, Freddy,” Mary cried, “fill my pregnant pussy with your cum while I cum with you.” “Oh yeah,” Freddy yelled, pulling Mary’s hips down hard on his lap and holding it there as his prick pulsed in her pussy, shooting several wads of cum deep in her belly as her cunt slammed down hard on his shaft and milked every drop of sperm he had in his balls. “Wow,” Freddy sighed as Mary’s cunt continued to squeeze his cock, “I swear, Mary, your pussy is just as tight as it was the day I popped your cherry.” “You think so,” Mary asked, pleased with Freddy’s comment, “you think I’m still tight as a virgin? Even after fucking both of you every day for the last two months?” “I didn’t fuck your cherry,” Billy chuckled, “but I think your pussy is just as tight as the first time I fucked it.” “Thank you, boys,” Mary said with a proud smile. “A compliment like that deserves another fuck.” “Give us a chance to rest first,” Freddy begged. “The libido is willing, but the cock is soft.” “Pussy,” Mary smirked. “Besides,” Freddy added, “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m hungry.” “I could go for a sandwich,” Billy agreed. “So could I,” Mary admitted. “Let’s go see what Katherine packed for our lunch.” The boys followed Mary back to the beach, enjoying the sway of her hips and ass as she walked through the water. Billy helped Freddy along until his friend could get ...

... his crutch and support himself across the beach. By the time they reached the beach furniture Mary had claimed a spot in the shade of the beach umbrella and she was looking through the sandwiches. “Let’s see, we have ham and cheese on whole wheat,” Mary said, offering up the first sandwich. “I’ll take it,” Billy said, taking the sandwich and dropping into the low slung beach chair next to Mary. “Here’s turkey and Swiss on rye, I’ll take that if no one else wants it.” “All yours, Mary,” Freddy said, taking the beach chair on the other side of the picnic basket. “Do you have any egg salad in there?” “Of course, do you think Katherine would forget your favorite sandwich? Do you want white, wheat, or rye?” “Rye sounds good for now,” Freddy decided, “I’ll save the others for later.” “Pig,” Mary giggled, “I’m the one who’s suppose to be eating for two.” “Well I’m a growing boy, and I’m fucking for two, that gives me a big apatite.” “Me too,” Billy said, opening the cooler and pulling out a cold soda from the ice water. “Who wants a soda?” “I do,” Freddy said, reaching across Mary to take the offered bottle. “Lemonade for me,” Mary said. “You’ve got it,” Billy said, passing Mary the cold bottle. “We have potato salad too.” Mary added. “Looks like Katherine gave each of us our own bowl.” “I’ll take mine,” Freddy said, accepting the plastic bowl and spoon from Mary. “You know,” Freddy said after taking a big bite of his sandwich, “I use to be allergic to eggs.” “Really,” Mary asked, ...