The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue - Sex Stories

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Parts VI – VIII & Epilogue

... Mina’s and my Insta account. That’s livestreaming. We need to set up accounts on some adult services before we...”

“I thought you wanted to make a big splash?” I interrupted. “You know, generate a buzz, right?”

Callie looked at Mina. Mina just shrugged. I pulled Callie’s t-shirt off of her and locked her into the manacles. I reached for Mina.

“We wanna be size queens,” Mina said, waving to the camera and peeling off her top and her shorts. “So before you let us down make sure you try out that eighteen inch thing. I like anal.”

“Mina!” Callie said.

“What? Am I lying?” Mina shot back.

Callie just shook her head and waggled her ass at the camera. She looked over her shoulder at the fishnet-clad, crop-bearing Helmsworth twins.

“Hurt me, baby,” she said to the Dorothy and Lorelei.

I peeled off both the twins shorts, leaving them naked in front of the Helmsworths. Both Dorothy and Lorelei now held crops, and they were tapping them against their palms.

“How hard should we hit them?” Dorothy asked.

“Just don’t leave any permanent scars,” I said.

Dorothy smiled and approached my daughters’ slender, naked asses. I made sure the camera was perfectly centered on their pink little rears. Dorothy ran the crop up between Callie’s thighs, then tapped her puffy cunt. Callie moaned as Dorothy ran the end of the crop up between her ass cheeks, then leaned back and struck her hard across her ass. Callie let out a squeal and her back arched for a moment. Then she ...

... wiggled her ass as if asking for more.

Meanwhile, Lorelei was running her hand up Mina’s ass crack, pulling her cheek’s apart, rubbing her puckered asshole. Mina moaned. Suddenly Lorelei struck Mina’s sphincter with the crop and Mina moaned. Several more strikes followed, but these were more safely landed across Mina’s ass cheeks.

My cock had shifted around in my shorts and was coming to attention. Lila ditched her top and she pulled my T-shirt off, pressing her thick, delicious mom-tits against my muscular chest. Our lips met and we kissed, as I reached around and grabbed her ass, sliding my hands down her short tights. The crotch of the shorts was soaked.

Lila wrapped her legs around my waist and I picked her up and carried her to a massage table, where I planted her down and pulled my lips down to her thick, delightful tits. She moaned as I ran my tongue around her hard, pebbled aureole and pulled her long nipple into my mouth. My wife’s body was amazing and as I licked and sucked her pendulous breasts, I ran my fingers along her soaked labia through her drenched tights. I could feel the hard prominence of her erect clit poking out from its mound of flesh and pressing hard against the fabric of her tights. I knelt down between her legs and sucked at her hard clit through the tights, making her moan again and lean back on the massage table. Her big tits splayed out across her chest sexily and she arched her back as she came, dumping her juice through the fabric and ...