The Infection

Crystal loved Mrs. Preston's sense of style. She was a beautiful woman with dark brown hair and sexy, sultry eyes. Tall with matronly curves and exquisite 36D breasts, she was undeniably a sexy woman. Mr. Preston was a lucky man. Looking down at herself, Crystal realized that she was now built like Mrs. Preston. And that meant she could fit into her clothes.

After cleaning up from David, she made her way to the Preston's bedroom and started trying on Mrs. Preston's clothes, especially all the negligee she owned. Nightgowns and baby dolls and even more elaborate pieces of lingerie. She avoided those and settled on an ivory white chemise edged with black that barely covered her bubble butt. She was admiring herself in the mirror when she heard a voice call from behind her.

"What are you doing?"

Crystal turned and saw Mrs. Preston standing in the doorway. She was still in her cocktail dress but looked slightly disheveled. She didn't seem angry at Crystal but maybe intrigued. It was obvious to Crystal that she was drunk but that didn't bother Crystal. She needed satisfaction. She needed more cock and if Mrs. Preston could help her get Mr. Preston, all the better.

"You've filled out," Mrs. Preston said, pulling down her cocktail dress to cover the visible tops to her black stockings. She smiled hungrily at Crystal, like a wolf. She wanted to be the predator and that was fine with Crystal. "You were always pretty but this change is..."

"What's going on?" Mr. Preston slurred as he entered the bedroom.

"Sit down, Dale," she said. He did as he was commanded. He noticed Crystal for the first time and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. Crystal smiled shyly at him, trying to look curious but not predatory like she felt. Mrs. Preston went over to Crystal and hugged her. Mrs. Preston's breath smelled of some kind of liquor that Crystal didn't recognize. Mrs. Preston smiled.

"Dance with me."

Mrs. Preston took the lead, grinding against Crystal, her hands going down to squeeze Crystal's butt. She giggled as she felt Mrs. Preston's warm breath on her ear.

"You've become quite the young woman," Mrs. Preston purred into her ear.

"Yes, ma'am," Crystal said, her own hands curling around Mrs. Preston's waist. Mrs. Preston's lips brushed her neck and her hands gently caressed her butt. Crystal gasped, wondering if this was the first time Mrs. Preston had done something like this.

"What do you think of her Dale?"

"She's become quite the beautiful young woman," he said, taking off his coat. Crystal could see his growing hard on. Before Crystal could thank him, Mrs. Preston's tongue was down Crystal's throat. She pulled Crystal close to her body, grinding her hips into Crystal's hips. Crystal couldn't stop the moan from deep inside her.

Crystal pulled up Mrs. Preston's dress and started squeezing her ass. Mrs. Preston gasped, but didn't stop kissing her. They separated, a small thread of spittle stretching between their mouths. Crystal smiled and saw that Mr. Preston was stroking his cock. It was bigger than she was expecting but not the biggest she had seen. She pretended to be shocked when she saw it.

"Do you want that?"

Crystal bit her bottom lip and nodded her head.

"Crawl to him."

Crystal dropped to her knees and slowly crawled across the floor towards Mr. Preston. She heard Mrs. Preston unzip her dress behind her. Mr. Preston smirked at her as she crawled across the floor towards him.

"You're a good girl," he said.

"Yes I am," she said as she knelt before him.

"Put it in your mouth," he said. She followed his direction and he shuddered as she did. She took a couple of tentative bobs and then looked up at him.

"Like that?"

"A little faster, dear," he said, calm. Mrs. Preston was now at his side, kissing his neck as Crystal did as she was bade. She felt a hand on the back of her head and was surprised to see it was Mrs. Preston urging her to move faster and deeper in her bobs. She did what Mrs. Preston guided her to do. Crystal gagged a few times as Mrs. Preston pushed her deeper.

"Good girl," she said. Crystal looked up at them with Mr. Preston's cock stretching her tiny mouth. Mrs. Preston nodded and Crystal went to work on his cock, bobbing up and down on it like the pro that she was.

"Looks like she likes your cock, honey," Mrs. Preston said. Crystal pulled out his cock, running her tongue on the underside.

"I love his cock."

"I want you to finish in her hot little mouth."

"I'd like that," she said, going back to work on her cock, deep throating it on every third or fourth bob. Mr. Preston groaned and Crystal looked up at him as she bobbed on the cock. Mrs. Preston was gone and suddenly Crystal felt someone grabbing her ass following by a tongue in her wet pussy. It was Crystal's turn to groan as Mrs. Preston went to work.

"Oh God," Mr. Preston said, his cum exploding into her mouth. She swallowed it and fell flat to the floor, her ass up in the air as Mrs. Preston went to work licking her pussy. Mrs. Preston's finger's expertly played with her clit as her tongue flicked in and out of inside of her. Crystal moaned into the carpet. The woman's fingers were incredible and Crystal reached out, clutching the carpet tightly as waves of orgasm cascaded over her.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!"

"Such a good girl," Mrs. Preston said, already on the bed, only in her black thigh highs. She spread her legs apart and beckoned Crystal towards her. Crystal crawled on to the bed and up Mrs. Preston's body. She met her lips and tasted herself on her tongue. That alone made Crystal cum again.

Crystal kissed Mrs. Preston while squeezing her perfect breasts. To her surprise, Mrs. Preston's tits were fake. That turned Crystal on even more as she took her nipples into her mouth. Mrs. Preston gasped as Crystal's fingers found her pussy and explored it. Mrs. Preston moaned as Crystal trailed down Mrs. Preston's flat tummy towards her pussy.

"Are you a good girl?" Mrs. Preston asked.

"Yes," Crystal said.

"Make me cum," Mrs. Preston ordered.

Crystal went to work on Mrs. Preston's pussy, licking and fingering. Mrs. Preston's back arched and she moaned with great pleasure. Crystal worked even harder, probing Mrs. Preston's tight ass with a finger. She gasped when Crystal put a second finger in her ass.

"Oh," was all the older woman said.

Crystal felt Mr. Preston's hand on her hips and Crystal raised hips so he could position himself behind her. She was wet enough that he slid inside her with no problem. She gasped, more for effect than actual feeling as he started to fuck her from behind as she went to town on his wife. Mrs. Preston arched her back, crying out.

"Ohhhhhh! Crystal!"

She shivered as she pulled out from under Crystal and watched her husband fucking the busty co-ed. She crawled across the bed, touching her husband as he fucked her. She felt the orgasm building and building, causing her entire body to shake as she came, screaming.

"I want you inside of me," Mrs. Preston said to her husband as Crystal orgasmed. Mr. Preston grabbed his wife and shoved his cock roughly inside of her. She groaned as he did and started fucking her. Crystal straddled over Mrs. Preston's face and she started licking her pussy, muffling her moans as Mr. Preston fucked her.

"I want to feed your cum to your wife," Crystal said and Mr. Preston nodded. He started moving his hips faster and faster. Crystal could see the look in his eyes and smiled as she fell down on to all fours. Mr. Preston removed his cock and Crystal started stroking in over her open mouth. Mr. Preston exploded into her mouth and she caught most of it, some falling on to his wife's flat belly. Crystal crawled over to Mrs. Preston and slowly fed her the cum, their tongues intertwining, cum covering the other's chin. Mrs. Preston licked Crystal's chin and fed some of the cum back to her. Mr. Preston collapsed in a heap next to them, watching the two women exchange his seed from mouth to mouth.

"I'm a good girl," Crystal said, licking her lips of the cum smeared all over them as Mrs. Preston laid back licking the cum from her own lips.

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Lindsey needed more cock but knew she couldn't go back to the hotel bar. She needed something else. Something immediate. The Uber driver she called was a woman and as much as she was sure the older woman would love to make her cum, Lindsey needed cock. She got dropped off in front of the dorm room and made her way to Grant's room. Grant wasn't there but his roommate Alan was. She knew that Grant went home for the weekend and that Alan would be there alone. A tall, beefy kid, Alan looked up from his desk as Lindsey walked in. She pretended she was drunk. She needed Alan's cock. She closed the door behind her.

"Linds? Are you okay?" Alan asked. She collapsed on Alan's bed, her legs wide open.

"I'm drunk, Al," she said as she laid there. She knew that he could see up her dress and didn't care. "Where's Grant? I need Grant."

"Need? Grant?" he said. "H-he's not here."

"Alan, sweet Alan," she said. "Come here Alan."

"I don't know," he said. She got up on her elbows and batted her blue eyes at him. "Alan, come lay with me."

He stood up and she could already see that he was chubbed up. She smirked to herself and positioned herself so he could lay with her.

"Turn the light off," she said. He did and then lay down next to her. She cuddled next to him and felt him grow against her. His arm went around her waist and she made a little moan.

"You're so strong," she said, wiggling her butt against his growing hard on. She needed that cock inside her. She reached around and started rubbing his cock through his sweatpants. He gasped and almost tried to pull away from her, but she grabbed his cock.

"Linds, what are you doing?"

"I want to fuck you," she said, twisting around, pushing him on to his back. She straddled him, pulling up the skirt on her dress. He gasped and she ground her pussy against his cock. He was bigger than Grant and that turned her on. She undid the strings to his sweat pants and pulled out his cock, admiring it. She lowered herself on to it. Alan gasped as she moaned, riding him slowly at first. She needed this to last for a long time, so she moved very slowly.

"Oh God, I need a condom," he said, trying to move her off, but she clamped down on him.

"I'm on birth control," she said, feeling his cock fill her pussy. She moved up and down on his cock, feeling every inch. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he groaned as she fucked him. It didn't take long. He took his hands into hers and she used them for leverage and she rode him. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he squeezed her hands, hard. His hips bucked.

"I'm going to...."

He didn't even finish the sentence as he filled her with his cum. She almost sighed, wishing she had cum.

"I'm sorry," he said. She dismounted him and laid down next to him, head on his chest.

"It's okay, we're not done."