Merry Christmas, Mrs. Salinsky! - Sex Stories

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Salinsky!

... "Maybe you are just drunk, Mrs. S.?"

I break our passionate kiss and turn to face Richard. He can’t help looking down at my tits, despite his objections. “Don’t worry, Richard. I am definitely not drunk. My husband is the drunk, remember. I know exactly what I want. I enjoy good sex, wild sex and fucking young, well-constructed specimens like you two. Your friend Graham's mom is a slut. Now, do you two want to fuck me before we go up and rejoin the Christmas party or not? Don’t worry about Graham! Just don’t tell him anything, for Christ’s sake. I’m sure my son keeps lots of secrets from me. Is the fact that his mother enjoys young cocks so bad? My husband has not been interested in fucking me for years, boys. Do you think that is fair? Steve is lucky if he can FIND the bed, most nights, or find his shrivelled cock under that enormous belly.” I wonder if I've said too much. I hope my venting hasn’t spoiled the mood I was working so hard to create.

The prominent tent straining Richard’s pants is the answer to my concerns. A very impressive tent, actually. I continue, "I locked the door when we came into the room. No one will know but us, boys. You promise to keep it that way, and you can enjoy some great sex with one very horny lady. Deal?”

At that, I push my gown the rest of the way down. I am not wearing panties, of course, and their eyes now lock on my shaved pussy, which I reach down to stroke lightly. I am sure they can hear how wet I am as I let my middle ...

... finger slide slowly over my clit. At that, I slither over to Richard and gently push him up against the wall. I lower myself to my knees, unzip him, and adeptly slide his pants down to his knees. He does nothing to resist. I wrench his massive hard cock out of his briefs and it bounces proudly around in front of my face teasingly. Oh my god, his cock is beautiful! I start to suck.

I bob my head so that I can take as much of his length down as possible, and Richard moans in pleasure, flexing his sculpted abs as he arches his torso to pump slightly into my hungry mouth. Meanwhile, Bernie has now stripped off his pants and has lined himself up on the wall beside Richard. Richard is so turned on at this point that I can feel his legs start to tremble. It's only been thirty seconds or so. Surely he is not going to cum already, the poor thing! I pull my mouth off his cock with a plop before he does, and switch to Bernie’s bowed glistening nine-inch rod, waiting its turn.

"Oh my! You two are … have all your muscles in the right places, don’t you! You are going to fill Mrs. Salinksy’s wet pussy to the brim, aren’t you?” I now suck and do my piston action on Bernie’s penis, but I am only able to take a third of it into my mouth with each downward motion. Again, I can tell that my ministrations are working on this young man, as his legs are soon wobbling just like Richard’s were. I pause to let him recoup.

As I switch my sucking motions back and forth between cocks, I eventually ...