All characters appearing in this story are of legal age.
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"AAAAHHHH-I'M CUMMING; CUMMING ON YOUR BIG, FAT, FUCKING ASS CATHERINE!!" I spunked right up the center of her gluteal cleft doing my best to let the remaining cum trickle out onto her left ass cheek. I pushed my cock into her crack sawing it into her deep crack, but it was no use. My cock was satiated, I was spent. Still sexually greedy, I tapped my half-flaccid cock against her cheeks using it to rub the cum into her skin.
"I love your dick." Catherine moaned into the floor.
My strength waned as I draped my body lengthwise over Catherine using her as an impromptu mattress. I wanted to fuck her some more before the real world intruded but fate would not be denied.
"What-the-actual-fuck?" Catherine and I looked up finding Courtney standing in the doorway staring wide eyed at us. I was caught dead in the act flopped out on top of her grandmother in my birthday suit.
"Courtney, dear?" Catherine half whispered in shame as the teen with the multicolored mane turned her zombified gaze on me.
"You-fucked my grandma." There was a large bottle of Alize' in her grasp which crashed to the floor along with her body as she fainted.
Courtney McIntyre hit the hallway floor with a loud thud.
BAD M.I.L.F Volume 2-The New Batch Ch. 3
Courtney McIntyre lay passed out in my hallway looking like she'd been knocked out while her grandmother Catherine Brennan and I looked on, wide eyed. Her wild chock of hair was splayed out around her chubby face as the bottle she'd been holding emptied its contents wetting her meager clothing.
"OH DEAR, WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!" Catherine instinctively went to aid her granddaughter but was softly restrained by my hand at her forearm. For the slightest of seconds, I noticed a little sliver of fear and apprehension before they were laid to rest as I knelt in my birthday suit picking the unconscious girl up into my arms. I carried her into the living room placing her on the couch.
"She's more passed out from being drunk." I advised as we both looked down at her lying on the couch. The curvy, pear shaped teen was wearing a football jersey from the school and little else, seeming to have lost her daisy dukes somewhere between the time she'd assaulted me before catching me digging out her respected, authoritarian grandparent. After all I'd been through, being made a fool of by her older sister and mother Carrie Anne, I could've cared less.
"Maybe we should call an ambulance."
"That won't be necessary, let her sleep it off. She's three sheets to the wind." The odor of alcohol was pervasive on Courtney's person.
"But she was so upset with me; what am I going to do about this? Things will never be the same again, dear Courtney will be lost to me!" She looked as if she would start bawling any minute and I wasn't having any of that.
"Your precious grandkid broke into my home, drugged me and then let one of her friends sexually assault me before doing so herself Catherine. She trashed my fucking place and probably had a kegger in here to boot with her little asian friend...and just where is that bitch? "My brain was still a little fuzzy from that loaded bong hit that had continued my downward spiral after that fateful weekend.
"Oh dear, I've always had reservations about Malaya Padilla; ever since I met her at Courtney's graduation. Bad influence personified."
"Why because she's a minority?"
"Heavens no, I've always embraced diversity and have no tolerance for that ignorant mindset." The elder stateswoman of the McIntyre clan looked flushed, her brow furrowing at my suggestion.
"You're probably just saying that because I've been railing your big, fat ass all day."
"YOU BAS-BASTARD!" Her meaty arm raised in defiance, her large hand poised to slap me across the cheek.
Instead I leaned in kissing her soulfully, my tongue slipped effortlessly between her thin lips to wrestle with her own. I remembered daughter Carrie Anne's obsession with my penis, an almost fanatical interest that wouldn't allow her to keep her hands off me even though I was dating her daughter. I figured Chrystal and I were perfectly happy with one another, little suspecting that I was just some fetish for her and the women of the McIntyre family. Now, I'd been passed around and had sex with four women in their family in just under three days. Catherine was a decidedly sloppy kisser now that she'd been broken in and screwed silly. I let my baser instincts rule my actions fondling the closest pendulous breast as my other hand drew her closer before sinking the upper swell of her enormous backside. There was no way I'd be able to cup it without bending at the hip. She truly had the biggest ass out of all the women in her family and I was going to make use of it as long as possible.
"We can't; what about Courtney?" Despite her words, the older woman molded to my body.
"Let her watch."
I locked both of my hands around her torso pressing my chest against hers as we made out feverishly not caring about her prone granddaughter beneath us. I was truly beyond giving any kind of fuck finding a willing accomplice in Catherine Brennan. Despite her age, this mature woman had a powerful looking hourglass figure that was a cartoonish version of itself putting all three of the other women to shame in spectacular fashion. She was all tits and ass on an immeasurable scale and I knew at least twenty guys that would kill for the chance to be with her. Unfortunately, Catherine had been bullied and beaten down by a horrible marriage and time which left her with a less than stellar opinion of her looks. Admittedly it had been some time since she was intimate with a man which left her primed for the encounter, we'd shared that afternoon.
The top of my length was rubbing the bottom of her muff in a bumping, sawing motion as my fingers sunk in the pliant, pillowy flesh at the base of her spine. I began pulling on her waist, lightly humping into her sex making the older woman gasp and moan into my mouth. By her own admission, Catherine had been without the touch of a man for too long making her judgment susceptible when presented with an opportunity. The women of this family seemed to have an ingrained weakness when it came to black men, but I wasn't about to let it go to my head...or was I?
"Suck this."
