Joyce Dickinson part 4 - Sex Stories

Joyce Dickinson part 4

... never, ever, watched porn, or even looked at a men's magazine....in fact, when a love scene on TV was too explicit, she would up and leave the room. Her eyes were glued on Steves huge weapon stretching and plundering Sylvia's pussy...wondering how she took it all. She was aware of Robbie rubbing her shoulders and could feel his steady breathing on her neck. She found it somehow comforting that he was there, witnessing the event in front of them. It never occurred to her, at the time, that he was watching his mother in a situation a boy shouldn't be at. Steve spun Sylvia round and hoisted her legs over his shoulders and fed the monster back into her well fucked sleeve. Joyce moved slightly and her nipples rasped against the material. She was feeling weak as her legs felt like jelly. She let herself slump back against Robbie, who let his hands slip down to her waist and wrap his arms around her. She felt his cock against her back, but was to gone in the moment too worry of the implications. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she'd pass out. Inadvertently she was pushing back onto Robbies penis, and her breathing was getting a little ragged. Robbie thought the time meant it was now or never. Be brought his hands up and cupped Aunty Joyce's heaving breasts, which, tipped with bulletin like nipples, fit his large hands perfectly. She flinched for a second, but then relaxed, allowing him to caress and excite her nipples and breasts through the material of her dressing gown. ...

... Robbie dipped down a little so his cock was rubbing her arse, not her back. She continued watching, as if in a daze, and also returning his thrusts by pushing back into him. Her gown had somehow come undone and Robbie had one hand inside her gown, playing with her naked breast as her head lay right back on his chest with her eyes closed. A guttural moan in the bedroom signalled the fuckfest approaching its end... Robbies favourite part.....as the couple practically welded themselves together with the speed and friction of there fucking. He dropped his hand and cupped her mound, as the couple on the bed reached an orgasm together. Joyce had inadvertently put her hand behind her back and was stroking Robbies cock through his shorts. She felt his hand press into her wet sex through her thong, and slightly opened her legs, to allow better access. He pushed his hand into her underwear and two fingers opened up her receptive pussy. She was totally out of control....but loving it. Reality suddenly appeared when Steve pulled his softening cock out of Sylvia's pussy and fell onto his back. Joyce suddenly realised where she was, and what had just happened. Her last memory before pulling her gown closed was of the sperm running out of Sylvia's sex. She pushed Robbies hands off and ran quietly to her room, closing it as noiselessly as she could manage. Robbie lifted his finger to his nostril and drew in the musky smell of Joyce's cunt, savouring it as he walked to his room. He heard the ...