(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Following is about two sexy 61-year-old women who dominate a man, with scenes of forced asslicking and cumeating and other things delightfully devious. If you do NOT like this sort of thing, move on. If you DO, enjoy, comment and vote, please!)
Jared woke to the taste, sight and smell of cum and pussy. He blinked, wondering what had happened. Then what happened returned to his foggy brain when Beth slightly spread her meaty thighs and let him breathe.
"Welcome back to the living, dear," she laughed darkly, looking down between her thighs, hands on each, saggy, naked tits swinging as she giggled and wiggled her hips.
"Fuck," he groaned. "What the hell, Beth, what the hell?"
"You didn't like?"
"No, I didn't!" he sulked, struggling to get out from under his svelte wife, looking up between those thighs pinning him to the bed to the moist matted fur of her pussy, wet from her own juices as well as his, which he tried to wipe off his face but couldn't as she stayed atop him in a stifling schoolgirl pin.
"You came like a stallion in me, stud, not bad for an old guy," the sexy 61-year-old blonde laughed. "And ate most of it! What a trouper!"
The night had started innocently enough hours ago. Beth, and her equally sexy friend, Susan, also 61, had come home from playing tennis, where Jared was going to make them dinner. But one by one, separately and out of sight from each other, the two leggy gals took turns seducing, blowing and fucking Jared, not letting him cum, and driving him insane in the process. He resisted as best he could, fearful of getting caught in the act as he was forced to go along with each woman's increasingly demanding sexual advances.
Unbeknownst to Jared, the long-time friends had concocted the scheme before and it worked like a charm. After a long, tortured night of teasing and giving him blue balls he hadn't had since he was a teen, the women's final trick was forcing Jared to walk the tipsy Susan home where she fucked him just short of orgasm. She then sent him home to his loving, horny wife, who rode him like a cowgirl, feigning anger when he came too quickly and slipping her sloppy cummy pussy onto his mouth to be sucked clean. In the process, her grinding pussy smother and muscular old thighs knocked him out cold.
As he snoozed under the hairy clamp of her spunk-laden snatch, Beth called her best friend, both sharing a huge laugh over their plan, roaring when Beth told him she'd force fed Jared her dripping creampie. And then Susan created a new plan to continue the devious, dominant fun.
"I never got to feed him MY dessert, though, I'm a little jealous!" Susan laughed. "So tell ya what, when he comes to, send him over, would you? Tell him the credenza fell over and I need his help, uh, getting it up again!"
The girls roared, and Jared stirred beneath Beth.
"You gonna give him some dessert, too, baby?" Beth giggled.
"Yeah," Susan growled, reaching behind her with one hand to slip a finger into her tight asshole. "But this time, it's fudge pie!!!"
"You are sooooooooooooooooo bad, girl!" Beth laughed. "He'll be right there!!"
Then Jared came around as she remained perched on his face, and broke him the news.
"Oh, Susan just called," she said between her thighs. "That credenza of hers fell over, she'd like you to come by and get it up again."
"WHAT!" he cried out, really struggling beneath his wife and unable to free himself. "For
Christ's sake, Beth, I can't get it..I mean I can't ...I mean shit, it's so late, it's just...."
Suddenly he found himself in blackness again as Beth slammed her squatting thighs shut over his face, sealing it into her wet pussy and smothering him. He screamed a muffled scream and fought vainly for air.
"Now do what you're told, Jared," she said sternly, feeling her pussy heat up anew under his moaning face. "That's what friends are for, we share!"
She let him up and climbed off, laughing at the site of his cum-streaked face.
"Uh, you better go wash us off, baby," she giggled as she slipped under the covers. "Don't want the smell on ya! And when you get back, I just may still be awake...but you behave yourself over there, lover, Susan can be a bad girl if you know what I mean..."
"What, what do you mean, what're you talking about?" he said too nervously and then darting off to the bathroom.
"Jesus fucking Christ," he groaned, washing his face clean and looking at himself in the mirror. "What the fuck....."
He dressed and very slowly made his way to Susan's house, taking his time, hoping she'd be asleep when he got there. She wasn't. She was waiting at the door, opening it. He looked in. She stood nearly naked, save for the droopy black tennis socks she'd had on earlier.
"For God sake's Susan, put on some clothes, I mean enough's enough," he said, averting his eyes.
"Funny, you didn't seem to mind seeing me naked when I had your face scissored up my ass and I was sucking your cock earlier," she laughed. "And before I sent you home with a raging hard-on, you begged me to get you off!"
"Well shit, that's only because I didn't want to home with....oh for fuck's sake, what is wrong with you and my..."
"Your what, Jared?" Susan asked, cocking her head. "Your wife? Why, does she suspect?"
"No, no, fuck no....of course not," he said, confused. "No, I mean this is all so fucked up, you seducing me while she's out of the room, and at your house. It's just weird, that's all, and I'd rather not repeat it if you don't mind. Now where's that credenza?"
Susan laughed and walked into the living room. The credenza was right where it had been. Upright. He turned to face her.
"Susan, for Chrissakes...."
"Sorry lover," she snarled, walking up to him and ramming a sexy, wrinkled thigh into his balls, bending him over and clamping both legs around his ears, locking her socked feet and squeezing until he got dizzy in the scissors. "Had to get you back here for dessert..."
"No...pleeesh..." he slurred, amazed at the strength of her thighs squeezing his neck, staring at her muscular old calves below.
And then he was out. He woke moments later, on his back on the floor, with Susan riding his face like a madwoman, facing his feet, and dragging her hairy, wet cunt back and forth on his nose and mouth, drenching him.
"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah...." she moaned, snapping her hips frantically and gushing her thick cream onto his face, with its familiar taste and texture he'd sampled earlier in the evening when she forced him to lick her to orgasm while his wife was out of the room. "FUCK
YEAH!!!!"
It felt like she was erasing his face in her pounding haunches, Jared watching her incredible, milky white ass flex and ripple and quiver and jiggle as it flexed and throbbed on him, soaking him, until she finally settled down, breathless and panting for air.
"Damn, that was good, no thanks to you," she said, then adding as she cupped her meaty white asscheeks in her skinny old hands and spread them. "Now lick my asshole, buddy boy, lick it deep and wet!"
"Noooo," he moaned as she settled the hairy wet pucker onto his mouth, robbing him of air and letting those supple, fleshy cheeks slap shut around his face.
He had no choice – again – and stabbed her rectal ring frantically, drilling it deep inside the musky muscled walls, plunging it in and out as she sat up and back, covering his eyes in her butt. She laughed and swiveled on him, taking his face and mouth as deep up her ass as she could, until he struggled to breathe.
"Get it nice and wet, honey," she cooed. "You're gonna fuck that ass, you're gonna fuck it good and fill it with cum....."
Jared groaned and felt his cock stir, betraying him. Susan laughed and lay forward on him, scooping his face to her ass by cupping a folded calf over the back of his head, locking that foot under the opposite knee, a figure four reverse headscissor that buried his probing tongue deeper still up her demanding butt hole.
"I'll do my part if you'll do yours," she laughed, freeing his cock from his pants and sucking his semi-soft dick into her amazing mouth, growling like a dog as she jerked and blew him.
Jared's mind raced, a combination of lust and pleasure, shame and confusion, his reality being centered on the most amazing blowjob he'd ever gotten, better even than the quickie she'd given him earlier in the evening during a process that left his balls aching for release. She used both hands to twist around his spit-slick dick, pumping it in and out of her mouth as she puckered her asshole on his tongue, sucking it in deeper and deeper until his teeth were mashed tight against the outer wall.
He couldn't believe how good it felt, but didn't want to and tried to will it down, but then feared her anger and resultant increased squeeze from those slightly saggy, wrinkled but insanely sexy 61-year-old thighs that had no business being as strong as they were.
He licked and licked deeper and deeper, hoping to cum quickly and be done with it, and rush back home and hope some more that his wife wasn't still horny. His mind was numb from the sexual overload of the evening, coupled with the lack of air up Susan's hunching ass as she clamped her crushing thighs on more tightly. He groaned, felt his nuts knot in pre-orgasmic spasm and thrust into Susan's expert mouth, anxious to cum.
"Not yet, you don't, not yet," she snarled, popping her mouth off his wet cock and freeing his face from her ass prison.
She spun around and slithered back down his chest, fisting his cock behind her and fitting the head to the now-soaked ass. He groaned as she sat back and he felt his cock slip into the tightest opening it had ever been forced into. He clamped his trembling hands onto her thighs as she sat back, upright, her creamy, saggy tits bouncing on her chest as she bounced up and down, taking him balls deep in her sexy old ass.
"Mmmm, that's a nice fit, Jared, you haven't got a very big cock, but that's fine for my asshole," she growled, cupping those swaying tit bags in both hands, tweaking the nipples and pumping his dick deeper inside her butt.
Ordinarily, having been told his dick wasn't that big would be hurtful, but now imprisoned in the gloriously silky tight confines of his wife's best friend's ass, it didn't matter. He thrust up trying to fuck her back, but she gave him a dominant look and reached back to squeeze his balls until he screamed in pain.
"This is MY rodeo, pal," she snarled. "You're just along for the ride!"
She continued to twist her nipples, now feeding them one by one into her mouth, sucking and chewing on them, as she rode his dick, punching her hips forward and then back, faster and faster. Jared's balls ached for release and his dick swelled inside her gripping bowels. She smiled at the sensation, then leaned forward, letting her wrinkly tits swing over his face. His mouth eagerly sought them out, capturing one and sucking hard on the thick brown nipple, his hands now cupped on her madly hunching ass, reveling in the soft meaty feel of the fleshy white orbs that were humping his dick blind.
"You like those tits, doncha?" she hissed, feeding him the other and then forcing his face to the saggy meat of her marvelously wrinkled neck. "Don't forget the throat, baby, a woman loves her throat and neck suckled and worshipped...."
"Oh fuck, Susan," he moaned as he mouthed a thick, salty fold of throat flesh into his lips, running his tongue over it and feeling her asshole grip his cock tighter still.
