Games That Grown-ups – Part 3 - Sex Stories

Games That Grown-ups – Part 3

... gasped and shrieked one orgasm was swiftly replaced with another, the intensity of them both making her insides feel like jelly and sending her mind into another, explosive and colourful, dimension, &#034Oh... aaaaaargggghhh, yesssssss! Don't....aaaaarggghhh.... sssstttttopppp!&#034 Dawn was no longer kissing her she was bucking too fast for her lips to latch to her Mom's neck. Not that Joyce minded; not with the most intense, exciting and enjoyable orgasms hitting her in wave after wave off gratification. Her body bent and shook as each thrust of Dawn's dildo sent her to entirely new plane of orgasmic delectation. She screamed again, so loud she feared that her vocal chords would snap and that the windows would shatter. They didn't - but Dawn hammered harder, encouraged by her Mom's reaction. Joyce screamed again as yet another orgasm reached in and grabbed her guts to squeeze, &#034Aaaarrrghhhh, aaaaaarrrghhhhh!&#034 Dawn's body slammed into her Mom's again, driving the toy deep into the MILF. Again and again, vigorous and energetic, deep and fast. Joyce orgasmed and bucked, coming with passionate shrieks, leaving her pussy dripping with cum, sore and stretched, pleasured and gratified. The MILF lost track of the times she came, how often she shouted and screamed her daughter's name with demands she fuck her hard, how often her body bent and twisted out of control. But it was many. &#034Ohhhh,&#034 finally moaned Dawn and pulled out. She let out another sigh of exhaustion ...

... and dropped onto her back. She wiped a rivulet of sweat from her forehead, &#034That was good.&#034 Joyce rolled over so that she was now facing her teen daughter. She smiled as she looked at the teen, red and sweaty with exertion, her hair plastered to her skin - the sex appeal continued to ooze from her. The MILF smiled, &#034You're telling me. I don't think I've cum so hard and so often since... well, ever.&#034 &#034Glad you enjoyed,&#034 Dawn said, &#034Always happy to help you cum.&#034 &#034Is that a promise?&#034 giggled Joyce, running her fingers over Dawn's naked midriff in a walking motion, &#034Because if so as soon as you've got your breath back I could go again.&#034 &#034It's a promise,&#034 agreed Dawn, laughing. * * * Opening her eyes Joyce looked at the alarm clock. It was just past eight. Joyce yawned, since it was light it must be eight in the morning. She turned her head to look at Dawn's, her sexy, elfin face made even more cutely adorable by the small sle*ping smile on it. Joyce brushed a small strand of hair from the teen's forehead and Dawn smacked her lips together, as if she was about to wake. Joyce remained still and the teen settled back down - she must be still be exhausted, poor dear. Not that this surprised Joyce - the teen had arrived home about four and headed straight to bed her Mom. And, apart from Joyce making a brief journey down to the kitchen to make some sandwiches whilst Dawn recovered after a particularly energetic bout, they hadn't ...