What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas - Sex Stories

What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

... somehow took my cock in her mouth bobbed back and forth hungrily, taking all eight inches of my cock in her mouth even as her body continued trembling from back to back orgasms. Her mouth was a warm haven and I held back my orgasm as long as possible as I was in awe of watching both my Mom eating pussy and watching Miranda eagerly devouring my cock. Mom’s pussy licking tongue was doing its usual magic Miranda took my cock from her mouth, and screamed, "Fuuuck, I’m coooooooooming, again." As a third orgasm cascaded through her, I furiously beat my cock before shooting rope after rope of white goo on the face my still orgasming girlfriend. Miranda was surprised by the first spray as it hit her cheek, but she turned her head and opened her mouth to catch the second and third streams, a look of complete satisfaction on her face. Mom and I collapsed on the bed as well with similar feelings of satisfaction. I was fading into slumber when Mom’s cell rang. Mom sat up and said, “It must be Ellie.” “Well go check,” I suggested. Mom, naked except for her stockings, walked to her purse and grabbed her phone. She read the message briefly and said, “She did it.” Miranda asked, “Like did it, did it?” “So she says,” Mom nodded, her head clearly already realizing the implications of the text. “How do we know for sure?” Miranda asked. Mom texted back, “Miranda wants proof.” Mom returned to the bed with her phone just as it buzzed again. Mom looked at it and as her face went red, turned her ...

... phone around to show us the video clip that confirmed the task had been accomplished. Miranda and I were watching a brief video of Brittany on her knees in a stall licking Ellie’s pussy. We couldn’t see Ellie’s face but there was no denying the demanding words being said were hers. “Look up at me, slut. Tell me how much you love my cunt.” I would have loved to hear Brittany’s reply but the clip ended frozen on Brittany looking up, her face shiny with pussy juice, seemingly staring right at us. “Fucking delicious,” Miranda said, giddy with excitement at getting back at her ex Mark. “Now what?” I asked Miranda. Mom said, her tone showing not fear, but acceptance, “Well, there is no doubt that Ellie will be expecting me to submit to her unconditionally when we next meet.” “You don’t have to,” I said, not wanting Mom to do anything she didn’t want to, instantly feeling guilty at Miranda and I using Mom as leverage in our twisted game to get Ellie to fuck me. “Ooooooooh, yes I do,” she said, her eyes showing a sparkle. Miranda asked, “You want to, don’t you?” “Desperately,” Mom answered. “I have always wanted to submit to her again. It has taken every ounce of courage I had in me to resist the temptation to submit again, but now that you are an adult Curtis, I think it is time to do more than just submit to Ellie.” I realized what she was about to say and yet couldn’t quite get my head around it, even though it made perfect sense. “I’m sorry Curtis, but I don’t love your father, I ...