Juicy J - Sex Stories

Juicy J

... more kissing. “You sure you don’t want me to spend the night?” Sandee asked, the sounds of their lips smacking several more times. “No, it’s fine, I need to shower anyway,” Jessica answered. “Ok,” Sandee ended their embrace. “I’ll talk to you later. Maybe pretend Effren joins you in the shower.” “Sandee!” Jessica rolled her eyes. “See you later,” She closed the door. Effren watched Sandee appear around the corner, walking slowly to her car. He stood. “Effren! You scared the crap out of me!” Sandee exclaimed, startled by seeing him standing on the other side of her car. “Sandee,” Effren started to say. “Are you ok?” Effren shook his head, taking a deep breath, the need to tell someone overtaking him, “I know.” “You know? Know what? Me and your mom were kissing? Yeah, we’re just friends, she doesn’t mind that I’m really affectionate,” Sandee explained. “No, no, not that. I know why you’re here. I know what you and her were doing in her office. I know about the webcam show,” Effren said. Sandee’s eyes shot open and she gasped. “You, you do?!?” “Yeah.” “Oh no, um, I can explain,” Sandee said. “No need. I’ve watched her shows, I’ve chatted with her on her channel,” Effren confessed. “You have?” Sandee winced. Effren sighed, looking to his feet, and quietly said, “I’m Halfmex.” Sandee brought her hand to her mouth; unable to speak. “Don’t tell her I know. Please?” Effren asked. Sandee shook her head. “Did you like what you saw?” Sandee asked, taking a few steps toward Effren. He ...

... sighed and nodded his head “yes.” Sandee paused, standing in front of him now, leaning toward him, she whispered in his ear, “Get in the car.” “What?” “I said get in my car,” She grinned, turning around, opening the back door for him. “Get in.” “Sandee, I – ” She forcefully pushed him into her back seat. He was on his back and Sandee was working at his shorts, tugging and pulling at the button and zipper. “Sandee,” Effren said, watching the woman work, pulling his shorts down, a shocked look on his face when she pulled her pajama pants down; she wasn’t wearing underwear. She watched her pull his boxers down and climb on top of him. “I’m still horny from our little show. To know you watched it and liked it, makes me even hornier,” Sandee said, peering down at his face. “Now then, close your eyes.” “What?” “I said close your eyes,” Sandee said through grit teeth. Effren did as he was told. Sandee began kissing his neck, his cheeks, and then his mouth. “Pretend I’m her,” She whispered, licking against his ear. “Juicy J?” he asked, panting, shaking at her playful licks. “No. Your mother,” Sandee corrected him. Reaching behind her, she grabbed his cock, slowly guiding it into her, and sat all the way down on it. “I’m her right now.” Effren was frozen, “I don’t know, I – ” “Do it!” Sandee fussed at him. “Right now I’m your mother, and I’m telling you to fuck me.” “Yes ma’am!” Effren grabbed her butt hard, squeezing her toned cheeks. His hips began bucking upward, Sandee’s head nearly ...