Daddies Brat

I was truly in shock! Here I was, a happily married woman with two kids and suddenly I was in the shower with two young men, stroking a bare cock and kissing this tall handsome stud who was drilling my open mouth with his tongue. My conscious brain was on overload at what I was doing and it took me a few seconds to realize that Harry was now cupping my breasts from behind and I could feel a definite bulge grinding against my ass cheeks thru my pants. Then, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, I felt Harry and John pressing down on my shoulders and I sank to my knees until John’s glorious meat was sticking right in my face.

“Suck him, Fran… Go ahead, you know you want to!” I heard Harry say behind me.

And just like that, I was sucking this huge 10″ boner into my mouth like a professional whore. My one hand wrapped around his shaft while the other wanted to fondle his huge testicles hanging down. I slurped and sucked and licked at John’s cock like a hungry dog as John’s hand on the back of my head was urging my face closer to his groin.

As I gagged and gulped at the biggest cock I’d ever seen, I felt Harry behind me pulling up the bottom hem of my T-shirt. I broke loose from John’s cock just long enough for Harry to slip my shirt over my head. Harry quickly unsnapped my bra and was now fondling my bare nipples as I gave his buddy a blow job. I heard myself moaning and groaning with John’s cock in my mouth (which was very uncharacteristic for me). I guess I was trying to let the two of them know how fucking hot and horny this whole thing had made me. Harry took it as a sign to go further, so he soon had my pants undone and his fingers were snaking down inside my panties until he found my very wet pussy.

“God you’re wet as a bitch in heat!” Harry howled as his finger slipped up inside me. It didn’t take long before there was a second finger and then a third!Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

John could tell I couldn’t take all of him in my mouth, so he grabbed my hair pulled my face away from his groin, and raised me to my feet. Harry was making short work of my shoes, then stripped off my pants and panties in one quick motion. John leaned down, planted his mouth over mine, and began to kiss me, and at the same time, he slid his hands around my thighs and hoisted me off my feet! I felt my breasts crush against his chest as Harry helped out his friend by guiding John’s cock into my sopping wet cunt.

I squealed as the head of his tool parted my labia and he slowly started to thrust up into my sex as he lowered my body down. I could only take about 34’s of his huge cock and could feel his member crushed against my cunt wall. As if this wasn’t enough stimulation, Harry had soaped up his finger and began sliding it into my virgin asshole!

My body wracked violently into an orgasm, the likes of which I’d never felt before! My mouth was still firmly locked to John’s mouth and I screamed into his mouth with all my breath. All this only served to increase the level of passion between me and my lovers. John was now banging into my pussy like a saber saw and Harry was now able to sneak a second finger into my sphincter!

My body was shaking non-stop and I could hardly catch a breath between the waves of my climax. I think if Harry had been a few inches taller, he probably would have tried fucking my ass right there. John’s motions told me he was getting hotter and hotter and I knew he was going to blow his load up into my married pussy. I knew it was wrong, I knew I should have at least tried to stop him, But I was too far gone into this sexual fantasy to stop now.

John started grunting now with each huge thrust. His pace quickened and I gripped his body tight as he plowed into me for the last few thrusts……. then he let out a holler and I felt the most delicious blast of cum stream after cum stream filling my womb. My ass clenched and Harry was screaming “God this MILF is hot!”

I ended up in Harry’s room where he fucked me on his bed missionary style, then he rolled me over and gave me my first ass fucking! As we lay there together, I had to ask him what a “MILF” was? When he told me, I was less shocked as I was exhilarated to think these young guys were so hot for an older woman like me.

When I finally put on my clothes and headed home, I was sore as hell and walking like I’d just been kicked by a horse. When my husband asked what was wrong, I told him I slipped in the shower and bumped my hip.

I took a long shower and scrubbed my body clean, but I couldn’t rid my head of my day at the Frat House and wondered what my next adventure would be.