AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another in a series of two sexy older female friends, Beth and Susan, both 61, subjecting Beth's husband Jared to prolonged sexual agony, each taking turns on him separately, with prior knowledge and approval of both! Contains scenes of playful domination, cum-sharing and lesbian sex.
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Beth and Jared were finishing up dinner, Beth at the sink washing dishes, Jared coming up behind her.
She looked gorgeous. She always did. She looked much younger than her years, with a tall, lean and lithe body that drove him insane. He pressed into her, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her sexy, slightly wrinkled neck, pressing his stiffening cock into an ass packed firmly into a pair of black slacks.
"Hey, horn-burger, what's gotten into you?" she laughed, pushing back with her butt.
"You, as always," he growled, running his hands to her wonderfully meaty tits and squeezing them.
He licked her neck and continued to slowly hump his wife's delicious ass as she attempted to finish the dishes.
"Honey, lemme get this done, we'll go to bed and take care of you," she laughed. "And then, YOU can take care of ME!"
He groaned. Beth had a penchant, a fetish, recently found, for making him lick her pussy, ass, or kiss after he'd cum. He'd found it abhorrent when she first forced him to do it a few months ago, but had gotten used to it, still not liking it but going along mostly because she was really too damned strong to fight off.
Particularly in the legs. She'd also developed this habit of scissoring him, as she called it, squeezing him in her deliciously muscled old legs and punishing him, and after sex, forcing him to devour her sopping creampies.
And that all started one night with Susan, her best friend. They'd taken turns tormenting him sexually, out of sight of each other, driving him nuts sucking and fucking him and not letting him cum, even as they did, repeatedly and wetly.
He'd walked Susan home that night, where she continued the assault, using her thighs to lock him to her hairy, commanding pussy, knocking him out as she came. Then she sent him home to his wife, who practically raped him, demanding he not cum first but when he did, force feeding his load to him, knocking him out in her smothering, drenching quim.
There had been many other similar encounters, Jared unable to stop them - and all pre-planned by the devious grannies, who delighted in doing it while keeping Jared in the dark about it.
Later this night, after the foreplay by the sink, Jared lay on his back, Beth grinding away atop him, powering up and down his cock, her luscious tits wiggling in his face, his hands all over that gorgeous, milky-white ass. They both came at the same time, Beth practically smothering him in her tits, locking her arms around his head and squeezing his panting, licking face into her fleshy boobs.
She flopped off, exhausted, as Jared lay back completely sated, hoping she wouldn't mount his face. She grinned at him as she did just that.
"Eat up, stud, you made the mess, you clean it up," she snarled, planting her dripping snatch on his protesting mouth. "Not my fault you came so much, now get it all!"
Moments later, after she thrust and pumped her way to a pounding orgasm on his smothered face, she rolled off and giggled as he ran to wash his face, bitching all the way. He returned and they chatted in the dark.
"Oh, forgot to tell you, got another business trip next week, a quick one, one night," he said. "Meetings all day on Tuesday, short one Wednesday morning, I'll fly back that night."
"Where?" she asked.
"Florida, Miami Beach," he said.
She leaned up on one arm and looked at him.
"Can I come?" she asked. "Perfect length, quick trip, right? You got the room anyway, it's paid for, so why not?"
"Yeah, well...I guess so," he said with a yawn. "But you might be bored. I'll fly out early and then be tied up all day in meetings."
"So what, it's Miami Beach, pretty short flight," she said. "And I can shop, hang at the beach, we can have a nice romantic dinner...and realllly hot hotel sex!"
He smiled and then gasped as she slithered down his chest, slurping his soft wet cock into her proficient mouth, cleaning it of their combined juices. He loved how horny she always seemed to be lately, and she was right: As good as their usual sex was, hotel sex was out-of-this-world better.
"Oh, God...," he groaned, watching her fondle his nuts as she sucked him to semi-hardness. "OK, OK, you win!"
"You know what would be great?" she asked, coming up to kiss him, their flavor on her tongue. "And what wouldn't be boring? If I brought a friend along!"
He froze. He knew where this was going, as she only had one really close friend she would care to travel with.
"Uh...who?" he asked cautiously as she stroked his flaccid dick.
"Susan, who else!" she said brightly.
His cock instantly stiffened in her hand. She looked at it and up at him.
"Hmmm, all of a sudden, I mention Susan and you get hard again?" she growled suspiciously.
"What? No, no, don't be silly, honey, you...your hand jobs...God, that feels good..." he babbled. "But honestly...she...I mean, what, she'd get her own room?"
"Yeah, she could," Beth said, wheels turning in her mind. "Or...we could get a suite, that way she wouldn't have to pay, you know, a two-bedroom suite or something, she'd have her own access to her room, something like that?"
"Yeah, they have suites there but...oh, God, Beth, don't stop, that feels so good," he moaned, watching her hand fly up and down his now rock-hard dick, a surprise to him given that he'd not taken his usual Viagra this time. "But..that's extra...company won't spring for it..."
"Oh, come on, with all the hotel points you have?" she laughed. "Haven't you told me you could easily upgrade to a suite just about any time, but never want to because why waste it if I'm not with you? Huh?"
He groaned, his balls aching from overwork, her hand continuing to expertly stroke him.
"Well, yeah, that's true...oh, shit, Beth...dammit, that's so good..."
"You don't like Susan, do you?" she said with a bit of hurt in her voice. "Honestly, you always seem so uncomfortable when she's around, or have for the last few months..."
"No, no, I don't...I do like her...it's just that...well, if it were just you and I..." he moaned.
"Yeah, but you said I'd be bored and if Susan were there, I wouldn't be, she'd keep me company," she said, adding with a dominant grow, "And God knows, you love her legs, you bastard. Remember that time at her house, and those legs of her? Do ya?"
He didn't want his cock to get harder and give him away, but it did. Beth noticed but pretended not to as she stroked him faster.
"We were testing our scissor holds on you and the second Susan gets HER legs around your head, you cum in your pants!" she growled. "Remember that, baby? Huh? So don't tell me you don't like Susan!"
"But...but it was YOU, you were at me, teasing me, God...and..and...you squeezed me first, I was ready to blow anyway!" he groaned in feeble protest.
"Oh, that's OK, Jared, that's OK," she sighed, slowly and easily turning to slither up his chest, her dripping pussy at his face, cum that he'd missed the first time leaking out into his sputtering mouth as she jerked him, lapping at his tip running with precum. "So can she come with us, baby?"
"But..."
"Me and you, great hotel sex, we can have a nice romantic dinner for two first..."
