1. The Legendary Mrs. Olsen


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    it." "Well, who won?" "Let's add up the final scores. No arguments, now, the decision of the judge - that's me - is final. For creativity, I'm giving Tom 3 points, I really liked the toe sucking, and Curt 2. But that was a big, big orgasm, Curt, so for satisfaction you get 3 and Tom only gets 2. Reaching over Curt for the scoresheet, she calculated the results. "Okay, Tom: 1 plus 3 plus 3 plus 2 plus 1 plus 1 plus 3 plus 2 minus 1 equals 15. Now for Curt. 3 plus 2 plus 2 plus 1 plus 2 plus 1 plus 2 plus 3 minus 1 equals - oh, no! Fifteen! It's a tie!" "No, that can't be!" Tom shouted, and Curt just smiled, because he knew that even though he hadn't bested his friend, for the rest of their lives, whenever Tom tried to say he was superior, he could reply, 'Gayle didn't think so.' At this point for Gayle, it could have been over. If the boys had decided to put on their clothes and leave, it would have been just fine with her. But Curt apparently had other ideas, for his young and starved cock was strengthening again, and his hand was fondling the breast, trying to spark a response. She decided to play along, and bent toward him, pinching a nipple severely and causing him pain. That action, not surprisingly, had the effect of solidifying the tool, and she brought her mouth to it, swallowed it, began toying with it. In this position, her backside was open to Tom, and he decided to stroke it, putting a finger down to her moistness, then to feel the anus. When she felt the ...
    intrusion, she was momentarily intrigued, for she was no stranger to anal sex, but then she thought about how Tom was rough, and decided that might not be a good thing, not with him. She reached behind, took his hand a placed it back to the main event. There was a rustling behind her - she couldn't see what it was, for her mouth and eyes were concentrating on Curt's dick - and then she felt hands at her hips, raising them until she was on her knees, and she felt Tom's wand enter her once again. Like the previous time, he was pounding hard into her again, and she cried over her shoulder, "Gently, gently." And Tom slowed, for the first time that night he enjoyed the sensation of gentle stroking of his shaft inside the warm, moist tunnel. In, a pause at the end of the downstroke, out, another pause, slowly, slowly. Once in a dozen strokes he'd allow the head to escape from the embrasure, and then begin the regimen again. For his part, Curt shifted until Gayle was directly above him, pointing her head towards his, and her mouth still cradled his penis. He'd had blow jobs, of course, although not recently, and the difference was that this woman, instead of simply sucking him, fondled his balls and the sensitive skin behind them. Gayle managed to set up a rhythm, when Tom pushed she had most of Curt's stiffness in her mouth, when Tom withdrew, her lips only touched the tip of Curt. The linked threesome moved together, and the dance enlivened Gayle; another shudder ripped through her body, ...