Dante was caught in an impossible situation. He had to choose between two incredibly sexy women: his girlfriend’s MILF step-mom and her DILF dad. Both were willing and eager to take him on, each offering their own unique blend of experience and taboo thrill. As he stood there trying to make sense of it all, he couldn’t deny the growing bulge in his pants that seemed determined to betray his arousal.
“I don’t know what to do,” he confessed helplessly, feeling torn apart by desire. The MILF, Mrs. Brooks, stepped forward with a sultry smile curling her painted lips. “Come here, sweetheart,” she purred, beckoning him closer with her manicured nails. Her body language spoke volumes as she thrust out her ample chest and rounded hips, inviting him deeper into her web of lustful intentions.
But just as Dante started to move towards her, the door swung open again and in walked Mr. Johnson – his girlfriend’s DILF dad. The powerfully built man looked at them both appraisingly before fixing Dante with a predatory stare. “Well well well…look what we have here,” he rumbled, making no attempt to hide his interest in the situation. “Guess you’re going to need some time alone with your thoughts then.” And with that, he turned around and stalked off down the hallway.
For a moment, all was silent as Dante tried to process this new development. But then Mrs. Brooks broke the silence with a low growl of frustration. “That damn man,” she spat under her breath, clearly not happy about being interrupted. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing out on…” She reached out and caressed Dante’s cheek gently, drawing his attention back to herself. “Why don’t we find somewhere more private where we can really explore these feelings?”
Despite the temptation, Dante couldn’t shake off the image of Mr. Johnson’s broad shoulders and muscular frame flexing beneath his shirt. It wasn’t fair to either woman – but then again, life rarely is when it comes to matters of the heart (and other parts of the anatomy).
A little later that night, Dante found himself returning home from work late to find Mr. Johnson already waiting outside in his car. He was wearing a pair of tight black dress trousers that hugged every curve of his thigh, and a loose white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, perfectly accentuating his muscular arms. His hair was swept away off his forehead by a heavy black leather baseball cap, and although still sporting a full head of dark brown curls, they now sported a fresh crop of grey streaks across the top. When he saw Dante looking at him through the window of the car he gave a playful wink.
“Don’t mind me if you bring another one back,” he chuckled, leaning against the bonnet of his vehicle. “Your lady friend gets too much for my liking sometimes.” Dante said nothing in response as he unlocked the front door and stepped inside. For a few moments, Mr. Johnson just stood there watching him carefully, his gaze lingering on Dante’s erect cock which pressed hard and thick between the fabric of his jeans. Finally, Dante reached down and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt.
“She got you good tonight?” Mr. Johnson probed, unable to hide the interest and lewdness in his voice. “Is that why your face looks like it’s been slapped?” Dante stopped what he was doing and glanced over towards Mr. Johnson briefly before shaking his head. “Oh, she must have gone after someone else last time,” Mr. Johnson continued, letting his eyebrows raise slightly. But instead of replying, Dante simply strode past him into the house, leaving the imposing man standing outside alone.
Mr. Johnson waited until the sound of the shower had ended, then used his keycard to let himself quietly inside. In the kitchen, he picked up an empty glass and began filling it with water from the tap. Standing there with his back to the rest of the room, he heard the unmistakable sounds of two bodies moaning and groaning their way across the floor upstairs. The first thing that came to mind was how much better things would feel once Mr. Johnson took her on next. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the naked MILF emerged from the bathroom and walked casually across the hall. She turned to look directly at him, and suddenly seemed to realise who exactly he was.
With a quick shake of the head, Mrs. Brooks abruptly broke eye contact and carried on climbing the stairs. He followed close behind, just a fraction slower than she was because of course, he couldn’t keep pace with such a graceful girl. To be honest though, Mr. Johnson felt pretty confident about his chances when it came to tackling another mature woman. It wasn’t going to take a genius to work out where she was heading for.
As they climbed up the steps together, Mr. Johnson could hear Mrs. Brooks’ soft voice drifting down from above. “Ohh yesss yes…fuck me, daddy…” Her hips were gently thrusting forward as she led him along the landing, adding emphasis to every stuttered whisper. He was moving faster now and breathing heavily in anticipation of reaching the summit. They finally arrived at the doorway to the master bedroom, and he watched intently as Mrs. Brooks pulled open the door, and they stepped through. Both of them gasped at the sight awaiting them.
The scene before them was undeniably hot, even for an experienced voyeur like Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson, however, knew immediately that this situation presented him with something special. Like a predator closing in on its prey, he felt himself becoming aroused at the idea of taking control of these two women. The petite blonde didn’t hesitate for a second as she moved further into the room. She almost skipped across the bed towards Dante, who lay sprawled on the edge of the mattress.
Her body language was anything but welcoming, yet somehow Dante made no attempt to resist as the MILF straddled him and ground her crotch against his. “Ohhh yeah,” she breathed, picking up the pace, “Oh my god, that feels so fucking good!” By now, Dante looked utterly powerless beneath the weight of her firm tits. “Can you feel those big, hard nipples rubbing into your chest?” she purred, pausing momentarily to lean forwards and plant a kiss on his lips. Dante groaned loudly in response.
Mrs. Brooks lowered herself onto Dante’s chest, draping both arms over his shoulders while his hands simultaneously slipped around to grip hold of her hips. With Dante pinned helplessly under the MILF, Mr. Johnson wasted no time stepping forward to slide his hand down between her legs. Instead of resisting, she spread her legs wider, allowing his fingers free access to delve deeper and further inside her. Pleasuring her fully, Mr. Johnson found himself enjoying the feeling of being able to play with another woman. Meanwhile, the growing wetness in his pants told him all he needed to know about how quickly he was building towards his own orgasm.
“Oh fuck yes,” Mrs. Brooks moaned, “Fuck me, harder baby! I want to feel that huge cock stretching out my tight little pussy!” She was speaking louder now, practically screaming with pleasure as Mr. Johnson slid his finger deep and full into her. Without ever making any real effort, she managed to raise herself off of Dante completely, rolling onto her knees. “Daddy…yesssss, fuck me like the dirty bitch you are!” Leaning forward, she guided his throbbing shaft straight into her dripping slit.
Mr. Johnson could see it clearly in front of him: although still fresh and tight, the MILF was already getting ready for sex. The veins stood proud on the side of the engorged flesh. Her whole body was trembling violently, and Mr. Johnson couldn’t help but find himself becoming more and more excited by the prospect of taking her here and now. But despite the fact that Mrs. Brooks was obviously very eager for sex, he also saw the other woman watching him from the corner of her eye. Just one look and Mr. Johnson knew without question that he had met his match.
Suddenly, Mr. Johnson felt Mrs. Brooks’ warm mouth envelop him. First it was only a brief touch, then slowly pulling back a fraction, licking and sucking at the tip of his cock. Each movement caused him to shudder in anticipation of what was to come. Suddenly, she dropped down even further, until her face was buried right up against the base of his penis. Then suddenly, her tongue flicked out again and began massaging his testicles. Almost involuntarily, he pulled away slightly, letting her fall backwards. He wasn’t sure if she’d actually been hoping to catch him or not, but either way, she too seemed intent on giving him a taste of her sweet cunt. As she writhed there on the bedspread, grinding her hips into his, her breath was coming faster and faster. She didn’t stop moving once, instead repeating over and over again, “Yessss, yesss, Daddy, YEEESSS!!!”
In spite of himself, Dante felt an overwhelming need to escape. Lying exposed and vulnerable beneath the naked MILF, with her body straddling his, he let himself succumb to his needs. His head fell backward, and his neck stretched itself open for a woman’s hungry mouth. Not quite knowing why he was doing so, but nonetheless accepting the desire as natural and inevitable, he allowed himself to be taken by the MILF.
As soon as they came together, Dante knew it was going to happen. Something akin to lust flashed across Mr. Johnson’s features, and with each thrust the young man took, his movements became less controlled and less deliberate. It reminded him of those men he always went at university who used to sneak through the woods behind their dormitory whenever the campus lights were turned off. All he could think about was using every inch of him to take them both.
It would have probably been hard enough to resist Mrs. Brooks as well, if she hadn’t already decided to throw caution to the wind. Grabbing hold of Dante’s hair, she spun him around so that his erection was pressing proudly against her rear, whilst his balls nestled snugly into her. Although Dante tried desperately to fend him off, losing himself completely in the moment. And when she finally moved herself upwards onto her knees, before striding forwards toward his cock. She stepped into position directly above him, and settled her weight atop of him, her firm, warm core eagerly awaiting penetration…