Emily's Seduction (part six) - Sex Stories

Emily's Seduction (part six)

... was grunting as I screwed my love, my wife. The mother of Emily. Yes, I was fucking her deep and rough, and she begged for more. Fucking her was all I had in mind. Yes, all I had in my mind. I fucked her as I had fucked her daughter last week. I fucked that pussy hard. And she loved it. "Fuckkk...yess...take my cock, take it. Ahhh...fuck. Gahhh!" "Baby, baby, baby...fuck me...baby..,ahh...fuck." She wanted it all. She wanted my fucking. Like her daughter had wanted it. Yes, they both loved me fucking them. I would fuck them both. I would fuck them. Holy fuck. I wanted to screw. I needed to cum. I was fucking her and I was going to cum. I was going to fill her cunt. "Now. Richard, baby, fuck, yes, cum for me. I'm cumming so hard baby. Cum in me." I was filling her cunt with all the cock I had. I fucked her harder and then I spurted. I was filling her cunt. "Yes, fuck yes. Take that, take that cum. Ah, fuck." I felt my prick shooting once, twice, then four or five more. I gradually slowed and stopped. I rested with my cock still in Erica's pussy. I was still hard. I had ejaculated, and I was still hard. I withdrew, and she moaned. I released her hair and she turned her head to look at me. She smiled and then giggled. "Baby, I need to lick that cock. I want to eat some of the cum off your cock dear. You know I love doing that, don't you, Richard. You're such a fine lover. You're so good to me dear." I held my cock out as she spun around on the bed, eager to lick and suck my now ...

... softening prick. I was still very sensitive, as she licked it, holding it in her little hand. Her hand was as delicate as Emily's. They both wore scarlet finger nail polish now. I liked that. I liked the glistening redness on their lips too. Erica's lips were leaving some lipstick on my cock. I thought of Emily's red lips wrapped around it. I moaned. The next morning I arose from bed. I was up earlier than normal. I didn't awaken Erica yet. She could sleep in awhile. I took my shower, got dressed, and went downstairs. I was making coffee when Emily came into the kitchen. "Good morning Dick." "Help, dear. Did you sleep well?" "Oh, it took awhile to get to sleep. It was a little noisy. But you know that. You and Mom were doing that thing you do. Such a naughty man you are, Dick." I looked at her. This was entirely inappropriate. Why did she speak to me this way? No, it wasn't right. If she was younger I would wash her mouth out with soap. Yes, that was what they did when I was a child. But she was not too old yet for a spanking, I thought. Perhaps some discipline was necessary. Grabbing her arm I pulled her out into the living room. She was struggling a little as I dragged her over to the sofa. Sitting down, I turned her over my knees, as she protested. She didn't struggle too hard, though. I noted that she became rather quiet as I pulled her skirt up, and my hand descended upon her rear. I had one hand holding her head down, and the other was giving her a thrashing. She needed ...