Author's Note
For a better understanding of this Story, you can read the Introduction to the previous Chapter.
In the above Chapter, two mature wives (Carol and Helen) are repeatedly sexed by three escaped convicts (John, Nick and Tom), in front of Scott (Carol's incestuous son). Finally John carries them to the bedroom, where he wants to continue the session.
The following Characters are also cited in the present Story:
.Rudy: Helen's older, incestuous son.
.Frank: Helen's second husband.
.Bert: Carol's lover
All the Characters in this Story are over eighteen years old, but if you are offended by sexually explicit descriptions, or incest subject, please don't read it.
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As soon as John enters the bedroom, he lowers Carol and Helen to the floor, beside him. Compared to his immense frame, the two women look like midgets.
"Girls, you're starting to get a lot of surprises from your daddy!" he exclaims, leading them by hand to the bed, where he sits on the edge, while Helen and Carol face him, standing up on the floor.
He pulls them to him. "My pretty babes, you look fantastic, with these bouncing orbs of flesh!" he says, closing his large palms over two ripe tits: one of Helen, one of Carol.
"Thank you, daddy!" the women reply, both of them beaming in delight.
He kisses their soft lips, before descending his mouth and tongue to their nipples. Feminine squeals of joy resound in the room.
"This pixie is a fantastic toy!" he says, referring to Carol. "I never tire to bang and play her well-shaped small body! And she's so easy to be handled! Watch, now!" John stands up and, without effort, lifts Carol into his arms as though she is no more than a little doll.
"Small and light, but with a pair of big fleshy funbags that would make envious a lot of teen gals! Tell your friend what your daddy does to you!" he says.
"Helen, you can't believe!" Carol replies. "John loves to cradle carry me all the time in his arms: here, in the main room, in the kitchen, in the backyard, inside the pool, everywhere! He manipulates me like dough for bread! He licks, sucks and bits any square inch of my flesh and I don't remember how many times he has penetrated me! But it's so hot, at my age of fifty-two, to be sexed and cuddled by a strong, tall youngster!"
"Did you hear, baby?" he tells Helen. "This unsatisfied wife likes my treatment! She fucks like a mink! A sex machine, a little body built for sex! I hold her up in the air with only one hand, to show her naked body to my friends and her son, and she squeals in joy! "
"My god, big boy, you want to tease me! A little thing, like my beloved Carol, squirming in your massive arms! Who could resist at this vision, without cumming?" Helen exclaims.
"Also my black friends enjoy this white mature little bimbo!" A love bite on the side of Carol's left boob follows his words.
Carol screams, while Helen "Man, you make me jealous!" says in excitement, at the sight of the erotic action.
"Jealous? May be you want to play some lesbian games with the little chick?" John tells Helen in a fat laugh. Indeed John knows about the sexual intercourses between the two women, because Carol herself confessed it to him, before inviting her friend to join them in Blum's house.
"In front of you?"
"Yes, baby; in front of me! A nice threesome: two mature milfs and one well-equipped young stud! The best you could experience!"
"What do you think, Carol?" Helen asks.
"It's okay, for me, Hel!" Carol replies in approval, as John continues to walk in the room, carrying her in his arms. "During the last four days a bunch of men took turns on me! Now I really need some feminine touch!"
"Woooowwww, girls! Don't lose time!" John shouts out, laying Carol down, on the bed, and tearing off her bikini bottom. Then he denudes himself of his shorts.
"Get out of that stuff!" he orders Helen and, without waiting, he removes roughly her thong; then he tosses all the pieces of cloth out of the room.
Before reaching the other two on bed, Helen closes the door.
Now the trio is on the bed. All naked. The women lay side by side.
Helen's lips suck Carol's neck, then press against her mouth. Carol lets out a quiet moan as her friend slowly runs the tongue over her hardening nipple, gently sucking and flicking it.
Then Helen grips and kneads Carol's ass cheeks, while descending her lips to the tummy's soft skin, where she places tender kisses, without forgetting the nice navel.
Taking a sharp intake of breath, Carol feels Helen's warm mouth over her pussy, Helen's tongue sliding through her pussy lips and into her hot creamy hole.
"Ooooooohhhhhh. . .yes. . . yes!" she moans softly.
Then she reaches out and takes John's hard cock in her hands. She rubs her fingers over his heavy balls, she weighs them in her palms, she delicately touches his glans.
She lets out a shuddering breath.
"I love you, Carol! You're so nice, so warm, so sweet!" Helen murmurs, while playing with her friend's vagina, fingering the erect clit, making Carol jump and gasp in pleasure.
"Again, Hel, again. . . don't stop!" Carol cries, as her hands continue to stroke John's big tool.
"Yes, baby, yes! I make you happy, honey!"
"Yes, love, yes!"
Helen's tongue rolls over the hairless mound, sucking eagerly on the hard nub.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. . . yeeeeessssss!" Carol screams, as her palms don't stop to fondle John's cock.
She is lost in pleasure: Helen devours her clit, wiggles two fingers inside her vulva, squeezes at open hand her quivering tit. Carol feels her pussy clamping around her friend's fingers, her body goes rigid. With short panting gasps, she begs "Ooooooohhhhh. . . don't stop. . . pleeeeaaaaase. . . don't stop!"
She releases her orgasm, letting her fluids wash Helen's face.
"So nice, baby. . . you're mine, honey. . . I love you!" and the two women join their mouths in a frantic wet kiss, while John's hands caress Helen's smooth skin: her slender back and the round mass of her flourishing ass.
"You made her cum, bitch!" he tells Helen. "Now let's feel those gorgeous udders of yours, full of hot milk!" He grabs her huge tits from behind and starts to squeeze them like fruits. Her double E melons disappears in his giant palms, which fully cup them. A large smile of possession lights his face.
"Aaaaaahhhhh. . . don't hurt me, big boy!" she cries.
"I milk you, beautiful cow!" he shouts out in a snarling deep throat voice. "I make you squirt from these jelly-like orbs of flesh!"
Two thick streams of cream-pale liquid shoot out from the nipples, dripping on Carol's naked chest.
"Oooooohhhhh. . . gaaaawwwwwdddd. . . milk me, big boy. . . yeaaahhhh!" Helen utters in joy.
"I want. . . I want. . . " Carol says in excitement.
"Are you thirsty, aren't you, baby?" John mocks. "D'you want to taste some fresh milk, don't you, lil one? Okay, take it!" And with that he pushes one swollen boob against Carol's mouth.
"Drink, baby, drink. . . you little child!" he squishes the massive breast into her open mouth.
"Suck me, my little kitty!" Helen echoes. "Drink my creamy milk, honey!"
Both the mature women are in heaven.
"Help yourself, baby!" John says, letting his grip on Helen's tits loosen and guiding Carol hands around her friend's breasts. Carol complies, squeezing the tit-flesh between her fingers, her mouth firmly glued on Helen's nipple.
Sucking hard, her lips taste joyously the nipple's hardness, together with the crinkly texture of the areola, while her little hands grip joyously the plump smooth flesh of the offered boob.
"Mmmmmmmmm. . . " she lets out a series of muffled moans of satisfaction.
"Play, honey. . . play my tits, swallow my milk. . . I know you like it, kitty, yeeessss. . . yeeeessss. . . drink. . . drink!!" Helen exclaims, as her friend moves the mouth, hungrily, from one jug to the other.
At the same time John slides his hands across Helen's moons and spreads them, to allow his tongue licking the puckered sphincter.
Feminine moans and squeals fill the room, mixed to masculine grunts.
Then, finally, after fifteen minutes of that milk's orgy, John takes the initiative.
"Stop, now, don't empty those bags, chicks! Let some food for me, too!" he shouts out. And, without hesitation, he pulls Helen off the mouth of her friend, scooping her up in his arms. He stands up, her body strictly held to him, like a little child. He carries her around the room.
"You two babes love playing lesbian games, don't you?" John asks; and Helen is so lost in her breasts' treatment she has just got, that she can't avoid to confirm "Yes. . yes. . I love Carol, I love her body and she loves mine, we're lovers from many years!"
"And you two fuck with your own sons, you cuckolding bitches!" he licks her areola, still wet from her milk.
Helen doesn't reply. John french kisses her.
"You're two sweet cougars who love being toyed, fondled and pounded by much younger males! You love the tall guys with big cocks!"
"You brute. . . you pervert big boy. . . you can't speak like that, you have no respect for us!" But John doesn't care: he enjoys handling in his arms, like a plaything, his mature prey.
"Bitch, you're a cuckolding wife, a sex craved mommy! And you're in the strong arms of a much younger stud! You're in my full control, baby, I can do what I want to you! Say it, old pussy, say you can do what you want to me! Now!"
"Yes. . yes. . yes, John, you can do what you want to me! You're strong, John, so much stronger than me! I'm yours, big boy! I'm your woman! My big titties, my ass, my pussy are yours!" Helen cries.
"Baby, you're a good girl!" he says finally, placing soft kisses on her double E milk filled tits! And now I give you a prize, a gift! A sixty-nine with your lovely friend!"
He carries Helen to bed, where he lays her over Carol's body: her pussy over Carol's mouth, her head between Carol's crotch.
"Play, girls, let me see your games!" he exclaims, landing his right hand on Helen's voluptuous round butt in a resounding spank.
The upper woman doesn't lose time: immediately she begins to lap her friend's cunt, from the entrance of her vagina up to the clitoris, tonguing softly the bald tender skin.
"Oooooohhhhh. . . yeeeesssss. . ." Carol utters, as Helen's pussy rubs her face.
Then, inhaling the scent of the offered twat, she runs her tongue between Helen's labia, making her squirm in pleasure.
Their hands are in search of each other's body, caressing the smooth skin, gently slapping the silken flesh.
