1. The Legendary Mrs. Olsen


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

    carcass. And then she donned her gift, a black baby doll adorned with red ribbons that covered her bosom but divided to exhibit her belly, and pulled the matching g-string up her legs. Most of the fabric was silken, but the regions covering her breasts and mons were crisscrossed strips, showing everything yet nothing, deadly camouflage. Returning to the main room, Gayle found the two men lounging in their underwear – Tom in white boxers, Curt in blue and white striped briefs – as if it was the most normal thing in their lives. In fact for the first few moments after she disappeared the boys were nervous, anticipating the sport, but as minutes passed it seemed just another Sunday morning lounging in their shared apartment, cereal boxes on the table, sports on the tube, and until she reappeared they almost forgot the incident. But there she was, not the most beautiful woman they’d ever been with, but striking in her semi-nudeness. “You like?” she asked. Neither made any effort to hide their lust, and Gayle realized their hidden bulges were growing in their keenness to possess her. “Either of you need to use the toilet before we get started?” “Yeah, I think I will,” Tom declared, and he strode off to the bathroom. Gayle sat in Curt’s lap. “Well, we may as well get started, this event is petting,” and she bent her head up. For a few minutes they simply kissed, then Curt’s hands began to roam, first up her thighs, then across her belly and finally to her breast. He enjoyed the ...
    heft of her natural teat, then found a nipple had peeped it’s way through the netting and was in need of encouragement. And so he bent his head to suck gently on the nib. Gayle leaned back, relaxed in the warmth of his kiss, and the nipple extended. Curt’s hand descended and for the first time felt her pubis. He played with the ribbons of the panties, then with his fingers began stroking the tender skin and the strip of hair she’d left as ornamentation, pulling on it gently. Gayle couldn’t remember when a man had last done that, and appreciated the sensation of her skin being stretched taut. It was then that Tom returned and demanded, “Okay, my turn now.” Curt desisted, realizing he had to share nicely, and Gayle shifted to the other side of the couch, reclining on top of Tom’s body. “Curt’s got me all warmed up for you,” she said, and Tom took it from there. Like Curt, he started with a kiss, but again it was hard, almost brutal, and Gayle sensed how much he wanted her. But he didn’t allow his lips to remain on hers, he moved first to an earlobe and nibbled on it, then bent to her breast, a little too quickly. Unlike Curt, he lifted it out of the flimsy covering and first sucked on the nipple hard, then bit it. It wasn’t a nibble, it was a frank crunch, and Gayle’s entire body went taut. She didn’t scream or ask him to stop and he continued to bite, even harder, getting a wheeze from her. She stayed with him, pleasuring in the pain until it became too much and asked him to be ...
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