Mommy's Hot Erotica

by Alina Sawyer

  Jayne grabbed Steve's hand and forced three of his thick fingers into Kim's pussy alongside her own. "Come fuck her with me," she gasped, her own desire threatening to overtake her. Kim's cunt stretched obscenely to take the new intrusion as the two sets of fingers slammed into her hot sticky depths and massaged her inner walls. Jayne used her thumb to strum Kim's clit while Steve shoved his thumb into Kim's puckered asshole.

  "God, this is so fucking erotic Steve, fingering her cunt like this, feeling you inside her," Jayne moaned, as she watched the lewd display of carnal lust before them.

  Kim began to shriek with delight. Her face contorted with pleasure as her pussy convulsed around the wet thrusting digits inside her, spilling cum onto Steve and Jayne's hands. Jayne pulled her fingers out and pressed them into Kim's mouth to lick clean. "Here, taste bitch!" she hissed, her own mouth seeking Steve's cum-covered fingers.

  Jayne licked Steve's fingers clean and hastily unzipped her dress, letting it slide to the floor. Her pussy was on fire and she could no longer endure the waiting. Steve ran his hands over her firm breasts, and rolled the hard nipples between his wet fingers. A jolt of pure pleasure shot through her body.

  "Steve," she panted as she freed his raging hardness from the confines of his pants, "I need your cock so badly, I need to cum! Please fuck me now, bury it inside me please!"

  Steve pushed her head down towards his thick turgid cock forcing his hardness into her hot hungry mouth. Jayne wrapped her lips over the swollen head and used her tongue to trace the thick pulsing veins on his shaft. Steve let out a low guttural groan. His hands slid through Jayne's silky hair as he thrust his cock deep into her mouth. She moaned, her mouth stretched to take every rock hard inch that she could.

  "No! Not yet!" Kim wailed, as she tugged Jayne's lace thong off. "I want you first Jayne, I want to bury my tongue in your delicious cunt, he can watch you cum and then fuck you!"

  Exercising enormous self-control, Steve withdrew his cock from Jayne's hungry mouth and undressed as he watched Kim's hands caress Jayne's body. Kim cupped Jayne's pert breasts and sucked the nipples into her mouth until they were swollen and achingly hard.

  "Your tits and nipples are perfect," Kim said, as she squeezed them and rubbed them against her own larger breasts. Jayne moaned deeply. The lavish tit sucking had caused a deep glowing ache in her cunt and the sight of Steve slowly fisting his rampant cock, just out of reach of her mouth was driving her wild.

  "Kim, eat my cunt now bitch!" Jayne demanded, as she writhed on the leather seat. She arched her back and pulled Kim's head down to her throbbing pussy. Kim pushed her expert tongue through the drenched pink folds of Jayne's smooth shaved cunt and lapped at her swollen clit. Jayne sighed deeply with pleasure. She had never felt a woman's tongue inside her cunt and she luxuriated in this new sensation of a smooth mouth and soft lips eating her. Kim began a deep sucking action pulling Jayne's clit into her mouth and nibbling it with her teeth, while Jayne gurgled and trembled with pleasure.

  "Oh my God, yesss!" Jayne moaned, as Kim's middle finger snaked into her cunt and began to move from side to side. Jayne opened her eyes and glanced over at Steve. His cock was tightly gripped in his fist, a small drop of precum glistening at its tip. Moisture dripped from the corner of Jayne's mouth as she salivated. She wanted to taste him so much. She needed the sharp tang of his precum on her tongue, the creaminess of his cum in her throat.

  Suddenly the sensations in her pussy changed as the warmth of Kim's mouth and finger was replaced by something cold and foreign. Jayne sucked her breath in sharply as she felt Kim inserting the pearl necklace into the scorching hot depths of her pussy. The large round beads filled her tight tunnel with their cold smoothness and her pussy walls clamped themselves greedily around the hard milky jewels. Jayne trembled as the first wave of pleasure tore through her abdomen. She exploded in exquisite release as Kim hooked her tongue deep inside her cunt and lapped at her engorged clit while dragging the pearls out slowly one by one. The limo picked up speed as Jayne's cunt contracted hard around the withdrawing beads. She gripped the seat and screamed with intense pleasure as her orgasm wracked her body.

  Steve moved his cock to Jayne's mouth. Watching her unbridled enjoyment had aroused him madly. He was dizzy with raw scorching lust. His cock was pulsing and his balls ached. He had to fuck her now. Jayne dragged the tip of her tongue over his bulbous cock head and finally tasted that taunting drop of precum. She changed position, pushing Steve onto the seat and turned to Kim.

  "You have a good mouth and tongue, slut. I think I will permit you to suck him!"

  Steve stretched out as Kim and Jayne placed their lips on each side of his cock and slowly began to slide their hot eager tongues over his swollen shaft. He growled as their wet mouths licked and lapped, gliding up and down and tracing the bulging veins. Jayne moved her greedy mouth up to the top of his throbbing cock and slid her lips over the entire head. She took him deeply into her throat, savoring each rock hard inch and sucked hard, while Kim let her tongue slide over the base of his shaft and onto his heavy balls. They worked together, teasing him with their oral skills. Kim moved her mouth up the shaft and Jayne, using her tongue, transferred Steve's cock head from her hot mouth to Kim's warm and waiting one. Kim latched onto Steve's cock and sucked steadily while Jayne rolled his balls beneath her soft lips and licked and nibbled the soft skin between them.

  Steve moaned deeply, enjoying the two mouths pleasuring him as each of them sucked and licked him in her own unique way. Their ardent mouths lapped and sucked every inch of his pulsing cock while their hands stroked his belly and caressed his ass. Steve felt the pressure building inside his balls. The tempo of the sucking had increased as Jayne and Kim passionately lavished his throbbing cock. Their mouths were close together fighting for possession of his throbbing cock head, both wanting to be the first to taste his creamy cum. Steve dragged his cock from their mouths and grabbed Jayne.

  "It's time to fuck the leading lady," he growled, as he forced her down on top of him, impaling her on his achingly stiff cock.

  reased as Jayne and Kim passionately lavished his throbbing cock. Their mouths were close together fighting for possession of his throbbing cock head, both wanting to be the first to taste his creamy cum. Steve dragged his cock from their mouths and grabbed Jayne.

  "It's time to fuck the leading lady," he growled, as he forced her down on top of him, impaling her on his achingly stiff cock.

  Jayne gasped as she felt his wet turgid cock finally enter her tight hot cunt. Her pussy muscles clamped around him as she began to ride his cock relentlessly, moving up and down, grinding her pussy onto him. He gripped her hips and thrust upward into her hard, penetrating her deeply. The sounds of their fucking and the pungent smell of sex filled the air.

  " Oh yess! This is so good!" Jayne moaned. She strummed her clit and then slipped a finger into her dripping cunt for some pussy juice. She looked deeply into Steve's eyes, stopped riding his cock and smiled. She clenched her cunt muscles around him and felt him throb responsively inside her. Then tantalizingly, she smeared some of the pussy juice over her stiff nipples and moved her glistening finger to his mouth to let him suck it clean.

  "Jesus, you are one horny teasing bitch," Steve groaned, as he tasted her musky juice. "But now you need a good fucking lesson!"

  He moved swiftly, pulled her off him and bent her over onto the seat. He slid his finger into her seeping pussy and rubbed the juice between the cheeks of her bottom.

  "Kim, get under this teasing bitch and lick her cunt," he ordered. "I am going to fuck the shit out of her luscious ass."

  Jayne shivered at the tone of his voice. It was harsh and thick with lust. Her pussy tingled violently as Kim began to suck on her clit and reached up to spread her ass cheeks open for Steve. Jayne was pinned over the seat, vulnerable with both holes totally exposed. A shiver of anticipation shot through her as Steve forced two fingers through her sphincter and reamed her open. Jayne went crazy thrustin
g her ass against his digits.

  "This is so fucking hot, what we're doing now!" she panted.

  "Yes, you have a very talented and creative cast," Steve said, as he pressed the head of his bulging cock against the raised ridge of her tight puckered hole and then forced it through her tight anal ring. A grimace of deep pleasure and desire contorted Jayne's face as Steve began to fuck her. Her dilated sphincter wrapped around the thickness of his cock as he pounded her stretched asshole mercilessly. She pushed back eagerly against his thrusts, grunting with pleasure. Kim pushed two fingers into Jayne's cunt, and massaged Steve's cock through the thin wall separating Jayne's vagina and ass.

  "Oh my God!" Jayne gasped, as she felt the awesome sensations in her cunt and ass. "This feels amazing!" She slid one hand down to her pussy and strummed her clit madly.

  "It looks fucking amazing too!" Steve grunted.

  Kim dragged her tongue up to the point where Steve's cock was buried in Jayne's ass and licked at his shaft as it thrust in and out of Jayne's scorching bottom.

  "This slut is licking your ass juice off my cock, Jayne, she really is a dirty, nasty whore isn't she?"

  Steve felt his balls fill and tense. His cock swelled inside Jayne's raw bottom and he drove it in hard, almost ripping her apart with his savage thrusts. She groaned and shuddered as Steve erupted inside her, squirting a massive load of thick hot cum into the deepest recesses of her ass. Jayne cried out as her own thundering climax gripped and shook her. Her ass and pussy spasmed and convulsed, milking the last drops from Steve's throbbing cock.

  Steve pulled Jayne towards him and kissed her tenderly, as the driver's intercom crackled to life.

  "Sir, sorry about the long time getting home. You wouldn't believe how wild it's been out here!" he said. "But we are almost at the entrance to Miss Kim's apartment block. I should have you home in about ten minutes."

  Jayne struggled out of the languid afterglow of her orgasm. She was sure she had just heard the driver say they were outside "Miss Kim's apartment!" Steve knew her!

  Kim pulled her dress on and fastened the clasp of her cum-stained pearls. She slipped out of the car as it stopped at the curb, giving them a sexy wink and a little wave.

  The limo resumed its journey and Jayne turned to Steve. She was incredulous.

  " Shit! I can't believe it! You arranged this all didn't you?" she spat, her eyes flashing angrily. "You set me up, you bastard!"

  Steve ran a hand through his tousled hair, looked directly at her and answered her quietly.

  "No, Jayne, I made sure that an "extra" was available, but you set the scene and you directed the action. It could have gone either way. It was your show!"

  Jayne felt a flush creep over her cheeks. He was right, she admitted to herself. He had sensed from the beginning that beneath the demure, ladylike image she projected, was a decadently sexual slut. Damn, he was sexy and sharp, no wonder he was so fuckable!

  "Yes, it was my show," she said slowly, a sultry expression crossing her radiant face. "Now I can't wait to get home to see how you perform during the encore..."

  The End.

  New Year's Eve

  I suppose trouble follows me because I look for it, but sometimes (more often than not) I find myself in the wrong place at the wrong time (or as I would say, the right place at the right time). Such was the case on New Year's Eve.

  We went for dinner with some friends and then off to the theatre, before we went to a party. I sat between my husband and another couple who we did not know. The show was good and enjoyable.

  During the intermission my husband went to stretch his legs and I remained in my seat. The woman next to me, somewhere in her late fifties, a little overweight, but attractive, started a conversation about my dress and how she liked it. She made the comment that I was fortunate to be slim enough to wear short party dresses. I was flattered and somewhat embarrassed, but I thanked her for the compliment.

  She asked me if I worked out to stay in shape and I explained that I did. She made several comments about the way I looked and it made me wonder why she was so complimentary. A moment later my husband returned and the play continued.

  A few minutes into the second act I noticed the woman next to me, dropped her program from her lap. She reached for it and brushed against my leg. I did not think anything of it until she did it again while retrieving her program.

  I froze when she rested her hand on my leg and was unsure what to do or say... so I did nothing. I waited and a moment later she moved her hand in between my legs. I parted them slightly, quite excited at the prospect of what was happening.

  Ever so slowly, without anyone (except me) noticing her hand rode up my legs. I usually wear stay-ups and trembled slightly when her fingers came in contact with the edge of the stockings. I dared not breathe as I felt her hand touch the bare skin of my upper thighs.

  I innocently glanced at my husband, who was enthralled with the play. I looked the other way and saw the woman's profile stare directly ahead to the stage, as if she too was enjoying the theatrics. Her hand continued to work its way up between my legs.

  Her skin was soft and warm and I shook from excitement as she expertly maneuvered to the spot where my legs met. She stopped a moment as she came in contact with my silk panties, but continued to let her thumb slowly caress them in a back and forth motion.

  I felt myself growing moist at her touch. The taboo act was so exciting that I began to quiver under her control. I have been with women before, but never under these circumstances, among so many unsuspecting people.

  I looked toward my husband again to make sure the act went unnoticed and suddenly I felt her finger push my panties aside and touch my hard, moist, clit. I trembled, but dared not move as she softly, yet expertly, teased my womanhood.

  I felt myself grow wetter and experienced such pleasure when her finger entered my most private area. I shook and tried to control my visible signs, as her finger penetrated me in its entirety. She moved back and forth, slightly increasing the pace with each movement. I knew it would only be a matter of moments before I climaxed.

  I could hold back no further and I felt my thigh muscles tighten and my tummy tense. I held as log as I could and was suddenly overwhelmed with pure ecstasy. I dared not make a sound as I shook with pleasure. I felt my love juice stream from within as they ran along her finger, still embedded deep inside my love nest.

  A moment later she removed her finger and slowly dragged it along my leg. I sighed and allowed my body to fall limp. I watched, from the corner of my eye, as she lifted her hand and inserted her finger between her lips, never once taking her eyes from the stage.

  I was spent and afraid my awkward movements had been discovered, but it appeared as if no one was any wiser, or at the least bit interested in my experience. A few minutes later the cast of the play were all on stage and the house lights went on.

  Everyone cheered and clapped, myself included. They gave the performance a standing ovation, which was a good opportunity for me to adjust myself, without being detected. I picked up my purse and casually glanced in the direction of the woman next to me. She smiled slightly and reached her hand out. In it was a card, which I quickly accepted.

  It was not until I was in the safety of my car, with my husband driving, that I dared glance at it. It simply said 'Monica' and a phone number. I stared at it for a moment knowing that I would call the first opportunity I had.

  We drove to the party we were expected at and upon arrival; I immediately went to the bathroom. The previous events raced through my mind and I found myself masturbating fiercely, as I sat on the toilet. I came quickly and rested a moment. I re-applied my make-up and made sure my hair was in order. I returned to the party to celebrate the passing of the first decade of the new millennium.

  The End.

  Horny Holiday

  Barcelona is a beautiful city. It has inspiring art galleries, enthralling architecture, beautiful beaches, fattening restaurants, an exciting nightli
fe and a very cosmopolitan culture. It is a perfect place for having a great time and making some wonderful memories.

  One summer, my fiance, Daniel, decided that he would spoil me rotten by taking me on a surprise, romantic break to Barcelona. He bought first-class flights and a limousine to take us to our hotel. When I first saw the suite we were to stay in, I felt like a princess: he had arranged to have what looked like a hundred vases of roses arranged throughout and the bed was covered in petals. There was even a bottle of Champagne on ice and two glasses waiting for us. As soon as I saw this I just knew I wanted him forever and ever.

  We spent several days doing the tourist things, making love, lazing on the beaches, making love, dining out, making love and one day just making love (room service is a wonderful thing). Mostly we were so much in our own little bubble of togetherness that we barely spoke to anyone else.

  However, on our last afternoon there, while we were in the hotel bar, I got talking to a girl from New York. She and her husband joined us at our table and we all got on famously. Almost inevitably, the men's' conversation turned to sport and Denise and mine turned to the wonderful shopping opportunities that the city held. I knew that Dan was itching to watch a game of soccer that was being shown on television that afternoon, so I suggested that he and Branner have some lads' time with beer and football, while Denise and I took their credit cards out for some exercise. I don't really like soccer very much, there are a few pretty boys who play, but for real hot bodies you cannot beat the rugby. Anyway, Denise and I both wanted to change our clothes, so we exchanged room numbers, agreed to meet back up in the bar when we were ready to go out and headed off to our rooms.

  When I got to our suite, I decided to have a quick shower, as my hair felt horrible and I was pretty sure I had sand in all kinds of places where sand was not supposed to be. The shops were calling and I wanted to be able to answer them in comfort: you simply cannot go looking at designer clothes and shoes knowing you may leave grains of sand stuck to them. The warm water running through my hair and over my body felt wonderful, I couldn't resist standing there for a couple of minutes enjoying the firm pressure of the spray against my skin before cleaning myself thoroughly. I must have enjoyed it too much, because when I finally got out and started drying myself I heard a firm knock on the door. I quickly wrapped myself in a big, fluffy towel and went to answer it.