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Her Mothers Pussy Part 3
Her Mothers Pussy Part 3
Rose tried to discourage James's enthusiasm at the prospect of meeting Mother, telling him Mother was different. That didn't help. She didn't know how he would react to Mother and thought it best if he were subdued at their meeting. She made sure he was exhausted as well as sated the morning of their trip from near all night sex. The air was chilly but the sky was dark spring blue as Rose bundled her sex-dazed man into her car for the drive into Washington. Traffic on I-66 was light enough to appreciate the redbud and dogwood, but the sights could not take the edge of nervousness from Rose as she approached the city. She knew what would. Gratefully she pulled up her skirt and allowed her aroused sex to draw his eyes and then his mouth to her temple, only occasionally bringing her to orgasm.
The lobby of Mother's building was impressive. A doorman tried to insist she announce herself, but Rose just smiled and sent waves of lust splashing through his mind, erasing all other thoughts. Mother's apartment was the penthouse. Rose didn't bother to ring; she sensed the code that sent the elevator to the top floor, the door opening directly into Mother's apartment.
Deep Sleep she ordered almost by reflex and all James's senses shut down. Rose hoped he absorbed nothing of the scene unfolding before her shocked eyes.
Mother, who was still unaware of Rose and James's arrival, was, giggling, being chased around and over the sofas and poofs of the enormous living room. She was dressed for the chase and even more for the eventual capture: a short wrapper that barely covered her large ass and moms, translucent blouse, now fully unbuttoned, with no bra, high-top black stockings and matching six-inch heels.
Behind her, roaring with frustration were two burly red heads wearing kilts and nothing beneath them. "We'll have ye yet, ye saucy lassie!" shouted one.
Graber ponies! They're big enough grunted the other making a lunge for the elusive woman.
Oh, you EVIL men, drawled Mother in a voice not at all her own would you take advantage of a respectable Lady?
Nay, but we'll take more than 'advantage' of a well used tart like ye! growled the taller man.
Mother squealed in insincere fright as she maneuvered to be caught between the two of them. "No, no! You mustn't touch breasts like THAT, so familiar, she panted, as the stocky one began pawing at her boobs. Rose didn't realize Mother liked playing rough like this but she must, as there was no way a man could touch her in any way she did not desire. You animal! Stop! Don't you dare put your filthy hand in my, Rose winced but supposed Mother's gasps of pleasure as the second man rammed one then two, three and four fingers into her cunt, were real if perhaps exaggerated to egg them on.
The bitch is randy as hell; her pussy's flowing down there like the Tavy.
Ay, she is. Her nips are so hard ye could rip out an eyeball! Let's fuck her like the horny slut she is.
Oh, no! Mother gasped theatrically. You're too big, and thick and long, and hard for my poor little Pussy!
Just need something to stop her lying mouth, said the first. Ay but she's a natural; cocksucker.
Ten inches of good Highland haggishly teach the bitch to tease! grunted the other as he rammed his prick without difficulty into Mother who was bending over accommodatingly. Holy shit, the bitch's pussy grabbed me like a ... Oh, OH OHHHHHH." His roar of ecstasy joined the moans of his partner. Eyes glazed, he began thrusting frenetically into Mother who grunted encouragement as she returned thrust for thrust. A manicured hand gripped the ass of the man in her lipstick-lined mouth, subtly setting an accelerating rhythm, as the other man fucked her mindlessly. Rose watched as the age-old story drew to its inevitable climax. Suddenly the men were shaking as both began spewing uncontrollably into the orgasmic woman, their loins and brains on fire with an entirely supernatural lust! Both men went rigid except for a twitching in their hips that gradually slowed and stopped when they dropped to the floor unconscious.
Mother licked the last traces of semen from her lips and had dropped back onto a sofa, sighing contentedly, when she noticed Rose scowling at her from the doorway with the immobilized James at her side. Oh, hello, dear, she said a little breathlessly.
Mother how could you? Rose gasped.
Mother smiled weakly. Did I say Tuesday morning? Oh silly me. Sorry, darling I just lost track of the day. I ran into Duncan and Malcolm here last night at this marvelous new Scottish Pub over on Capitol Hill. Well, I hadn't Fed since the Pistons – what an appropriate name was in town for their last series and with Jesse and the team away, I hadn't even had sex in two days! These out-of-town gentlemen were looking for some action and I provided it. You'll have to admit they did look scrumptious! Mother grinned with satisfaction.
To be continued
By nutbuster
Rose tried to discourage James's enthusiasm at the prospect of meeting Mother, telling him Mother was different. That didn't help. She didn't know how he would react to Mother and thought it best if he were subdued at their meeting. She made sure he was exhausted as well as sated the morning of their trip from near all night sex. The air was chilly but the sky was dark spring blue as Rose bundled her sex-dazed man into her car for the drive into Washington. Traffic on I-66 was light enough to appreciate the redbud and dogwood, but the sights could not take the edge of nervousness from Rose as she approached the city. She knew what would. Gratefully she pulled up her skirt and allowed her aroused sex to draw his eyes and then his mouth to her temple, only occasionally bringing her to orgasm.
The lobby of Mother's building was impressive. A doorman tried to insist she announce herself, but Rose just smiled and sent waves of lust splashing through his mind, erasing all other thoughts. Mother's apartment was the penthouse. Rose didn't bother to ring; she sensed the code that sent the elevator to the top floor, the door opening directly into Mother's apartment.
Deep Sleep she ordered almost by reflex and all James's senses shut down. Rose hoped he absorbed nothing of the scene unfolding before her shocked eyes.
Mother, who was still unaware of Rose and James's arrival, was, giggling, being chased around and over the sofas and poofs of the enormous living room. She was dressed for the chase and even more for the eventual capture: a short wrapper that barely covered her large ass and moms, translucent blouse, now fully unbuttoned, with no bra, high-top black stockings and matching six-inch heels.
Behind her, roaring with frustration were two burly red heads wearing kilts and nothing beneath them. "We'll have ye yet, ye saucy lassie!" shouted one.
Graber ponies! They're big enough grunted the other making a lunge for the elusive woman.
Oh, you EVIL men, drawled Mother in a voice not at all her own would you take advantage of a respectable Lady?
Nay, but we'll take more than 'advantage' of a well used tart like ye! growled the taller man.
Mother squealed in insincere fright as she maneuvered to be caught between the two of them. "No, no! You mustn't touch breasts like THAT, so familiar, she panted, as the stocky one began pawing at her boobs. Rose didn't realize Mother liked playing rough like this but she must, as there was no way a man could touch her in any way she did not desire. You animal! Stop! Don't you dare put your filthy hand in my, Rose winced but supposed Mother's gasps of pleasure as the second man rammed one then two, three and four fingers into her cunt, were real if perhaps exaggerated to egg them on.
The bitch is randy as hell; her pussy's flowing down there like the Tavy.
Ay, she is. Her nips are so hard ye could rip out an eyeball! Let's fuck her like the horny slut she is.
Oh, no! Mother gasped theatrically. You're too big, and thick and long, and hard for my poor little Pussy!
Just need something to stop her lying mouth, said the first. Ay but she's a natural; cocksucker.
Ten inches of good Highland haggishly teach the bitch to tease! grunted the other as he rammed his prick without difficulty into Mother who was bending over accommodatingly. Holy shit, the bitch's pussy grabbed me like a ... Oh, OH OHHHHHH." His roar of ecstasy joined the moans of his partner. Eyes glazed, he began thrusting frenetically into Mother who grunted encouragement as she returned thrust for thrust. A manicured hand gripped the ass of the man in her lipstick-lined mouth, subtly setting an accelerating rhythm, as the other man fucked her mindlessly. Rose watched as the age-old story drew to its inevitable climax. Suddenly the men were shaking as both began spewing uncontrollably into the orgasmic woman, their loins and brains on fire with an entirely supernatural lust! Both men went rigid except for a twitching in their hips that gradually slowed and stopped when they dropped to the floor unconscious.
Mother licked the last traces of semen from her lips and had dropped back onto a sofa, sighing contentedly, when she noticed Rose scowling at her from the doorway with the immobilized James at her side. Oh, hello, dear, she said a little breathlessly.
Mother how could you? Rose gasped.
Mother smiled weakly. Did I say Tuesday morning? Oh silly me. Sorry, darling I just lost track of the day. I ran into Duncan and Malcolm here last night at this marvelous new Scottish Pub over on Capitol Hill. Well, I hadn't Fed since the Pistons – what an appropriate name was in town for their last series and with Jesse and the team away, I hadn't even had sex in two days! These out-of-town gentlemen were looking for some action and I provided it. You'll have to admit they did look scrumptious! Mother grinned with satisfaction.
To be continued
By nutbuster
Published 8th Dec 2019
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