My Mothers Boyfriend - Sex Stories

My Mothers Boyfriend

... to meet his, writhing beneath him as he drove her wild with pleasure. No longer muffled, her moans reverberated in the walls. The slapping sounds of their skin like the beating of Janet’s heart.

With a knowing smile, Mark responded to her pleas, his tone dripping with playful dominance, "I think it's time you all learned who true master of this house is." he murmured, his thrusts growing more intense with each passing moment.

Sarah's voice filled the room, her words a surrender to Mark begging he take her to new heights of ecstasy. "Mark, I… I surrender!," she cried out.

His hand connected with her ass, the loud slap causing her screams to only get louder. "That’s right, Sarah. Scream as loud as you can! Beg for your Daddy to fill you up!"

Sarah's screams of pleasure filled the room, “Yes! yes! Fill up daddy! Oh god, please, cum with me!” a symphony of ecstasy echoed in Janet's ears like a tantalizing melody.

Janet's arousal surged to new heights as she watched, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she felt the wetness between her thighs. With each powerful thrust, her body tingled with a potent mix of longing and anticipation, her senses ablaze with the heady scent of sweat and desire that hung heavy in the air.

But as the intensity of their passion reached its peak, Janet couldn't bear to witness them any more. Her body trembling, she tore herself away from the door, her footsteps echoing down the hallway as she made her way back to her ...

... room.

The screams of pleasure followed her, a haunting reminder of the forbidden temptations that lurked just beyond her reach. And as she collapsed onto her bed, she imagined Mark's fingers tangling in the damp strands of her hair. She was lost in a world of pleasure, her mind a whirlwind of desires and fantasies that danced on the edge of her consciousness.

Janet's silhouette cast a sensual shadow against the walls, her curves illuminated by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the window. Her hair cascaded in disarray around her, a tangled mass of silk that framed her flushed face. As the minutes ticked by she replayed the scene of Mark and Sarah over again and again in her mind, with each passing moment, driving Janet to the brink of madness with desire.

Janet's fingers found their way to her taut nipples, pulling and teasing them with a delicate touch that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her. Janet’s breath came in ragged gasps as her other hand explored the wetness that pooled between her thighs. Her fingers traced languid circles across her heated flesh. She arched her back, her movements becoming more urgent as waves of pleasure coursed through her body, threatening to overwhelm her senses.

A soft moan escaped her lips as she surrendered herself completely to the throes of passion, her body writhing in ecstasy upon the bed. In that moment, she was lost in a haze of desire, her senses overwhelmed by the heady cocktail of pleasure and longing that ...