1. The Reunion


    Date: 6/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Latina, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 70.6, Source: sexstories.com

    for some wine and gossip. With her home life slowly corroding, her enthusiasm for female company, as well as her thirst, had been at a peak. She called to give her friend a heads up, as she walked to the car. By the time Carol picked up, she was already buckled into the seat. "Ahem... hello?" "Hey Carol? It's me Kristen. We're still on for this afternoon, right?" There was no response. Kristen only heard the vague commotion of voices in the background. "baby waitt... Kristen! H-hey, listen, I'm s-sorry ... unfff ... I c-can't do lunch today..." Silence again. Kristen could hear a deep male voice amongst her friend's obvious cries and giggles. She smiled, whispering, "Josh is home, huh?" Carol gasped and she heard the male voice laugh. "Yes... I- I'm sorry. He surprised me by... c-coming home early for the long week- Josh ahhhh!" Kristen reassured her, "It's ok sweetheart. I completely understand. Enjoy yourself." There was no response, but the couple on the otherside on the phone had long forgotten any semblance of propriety; she could hear the sound of their desperate rutting clear as day. The now lost, but familiar sound of exasperating passion made her womb prickle with need, and when her rational mind forced her to hang up, most of her ravenous flesh begged her not to. Finding herself dizzy, she took a deep breath before resigning herself to the drive home. She tried to focus on her newfound moral authority, yet the alluring thoughts of a forbidden reunion claimed her ...
    mind. She barely noticed turning onto her street, her attention only stimulated by the usually hateful sight of neighbor's distasteful lawn gnomes. Her home finally came into view, and she casually studied the suburban palace until something caught her eye - the blinds on Garrett's window rippling in the breeze. Her heart sank. Her son was home, and he almost certainly had a woman in his bed. Having partaken in innumerable incidents of fornication in the Bunker household over decades, Kristen was an expert on the subject. For example, she knew that Garrett's room was the best place to hear the garage door open, especially with the window left open, making it a prime destination. In fact, the couple had become so practiced at reacting to the mechanical clarion call of Doug's arrival that sometimes they would still finish if time permitted. She also knew that her son hated the sound of blinds rattling in the wind; although he understood their vitality as a mask, he would lift them from the very moment that it was safe to do so. Thus, Kristen parked her car across the street and quickly walked to the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. For the last month, she had quietly suffered her overflowing libido, Garrett's antipathy, feigning romance, and the stifling boredom. Now, for the first time in forever, she burned with reckless jealousy that made her throw caution to the wind. She quietly opened the door and was immediately greeted to the expected sounds of copulation. She ...
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