My Mother’s Lover

My eyes snapped open to find Lori standing at the foot of the bed, her arms crossed and a condescending look on her face.

“God, it smells like stale sex in here,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I instinctively rubbed my face with my hand, feeling the dried substance on my skin, and quickly wiped it off.

“No, I do not and it is none of your business,” I shot back, trying to hide my embarrassment.

Lori raised an eyebrow, a sly smile spreading across her face. “So, you are not only my mother’s fucker, but from now on I’ll refer to you as MMF, you like eating cum out of a well-used cunt… interesting.”

“What the fuck is it to you?” I demanded, trying to keep my cool.

Lori took a step closer, her eyes glinting with amusement. “You’re kidding, right? Not only can I use the fact that you’re my mother’s fucker against you, I can use the fact that you’re a cocksucker by proxy too!”

I felt a wave of panic wash over me as I realized the implications of what Lori was saying. But before I could react, she spoke up again.

“Don’t worry, I even feel a little sorry for you, and since I do owe you for last night, I’ll let you eat my pussy.”

Lori’s leg came over my head, and she pulled up her nightgown, exposing her wet, swollen cunt to me.

I was taken aback by the sight, but my lust quickly took over. I reached out with my tongue, and Lori’s cunt lips parted, releasing a sweet, oily flavor that I couldn’t get enough of.

Lori rode my face, her hips moving up and down, her cunt pulsating in my mouth. I could feel her getting closer to an orgasm, and I sucked harder, my tongue probing deeper into her vaginal canal.

Lori grabbed the headboard, her hands tightening around it as she rode my face harder and harder. “Yes, eat that cunt, cum face, eat it all!” she exclaimed, her voice dripping with desire.

But just as I was getting into the moment, Lori suddenly shifted her weight, and her rosebud opened, releasing a salty, bitter flavor that I couldn’t resist.

Lori demanded that I eat her asshole, and I couldn’t help but oblige. I licked her canal, sucking in the salty substance, and Lori rode my face, her hips moving up and down, her body trembling with pleasure.

Finally, Lori pulled away, and I was left panting, my mouth dry and my tongue aching. But as I looked up at Lori, I saw a sly smile spreading across her face.

“You just ate the cum of three guys, two out of my cunt and one out of my ass,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement.

I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as I realized what I had just done, but Lori just laughed, a stream of pee coming out of her crotch as she laughed hysterically.

I quickly rolled out of bed, knocking her leg out of the way, and made a beeline for the bathroom.

Lori yelled after me, her voice echoing through the house. “The look on your face was one for the ages, fuck face!”

I took a long shower, brushing my teeth multiple times, trying to get the taste out of my mouth.

But as I wrapped a towel around my waist and went downstairs, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had crossed a line, one that I couldn’t go back from.

Lori was sitting at the kitchen table, a smirk on her face. “Your clothes are in the dryer, Mom washed them. Come here,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Rachel walked into the kitchen, a smile on her face. “Sorry about that, put your clothes in the washer before I left, forgot to place them in the dryer. Lori, did you take care of him for me?”

Lori mouthed to me, “In more ways than one,” and I felt a wave of panic wash over me.

But as I looked at Rachel, I saw something in her eyes, something that made me realize that she knew exactly what had happened last night.

“It was good, wasn’t it?” she asked, her voice dripping with desire, and I knew that I was in trouble, trouble that I couldn’t escape.

We spent the rest of the morning driving to Sue’s house, our hands inside each other’s clothes, our lust for each other growing with every passing moment.

We stopped under a tree in the park, our mouths locked together, our bodies entwined. And as we made love, I knew that I was doomed, doomed to a life of lust and desire, one that I couldn’t escape.

I couldn’t help but think about the intensity of our previous encounter as I glanced over at Rachel, who was sitting beside me in the car. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and apprehension, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking.

“Do you want to know what’s been going through my mind?” Rachel asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I think I do,” I replied, my curiosity piqued.

“It’s just…I don’t know how to process everything that happened last night,” Rachel said, her eyes drifting away from mine.

“Try me,” I urged, my voice soft and encouraging.

“Okay,” Rachel said, taking a deep breath. “Twenty years ago, I had a similar experience with someone I knew from adolescence. It was in my parents’ garage, and it was…intense. But it was also a bit reckless, and I think I was trying to prove something to myself at the time.”

“And now, with us…I think I was trying to relive some of that, to recapture the excitement and the thrill of it all,” Rachel continued, her words tumbling out in a rush.

“But then, when we were in bed…and you did what you did to me…I felt like you were showing me something new, something I’d never experienced before,” Rachel said, her voice filled with emotion.

“And now, I feel like I’m addicted to it,” Rachel admitted, her eyes meeting mine once again. “I want to explore this side of myself, to see where it takes me.”

“And you want me to help you with that,” I stated, my voice firm and resolute.

“Yes,” Rachel said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want you to help me and my friends explore our fantasies, to push the boundaries and see what we’re capable of.”

“And in return, you’ll try to please me,” I asked, my voice a little softer now.

“Yes,” Rachel said, her eyes locking onto mine. “I’ll try to please you, but it has to be out of lust, nothing else.”

“I understand,” I said, my mind racing with the possibilities.

“One more thing,” Rachel said, her voice filled with a hint of mischief. “Can you help Lori get on a date? If you two hit it off, it’ll give us an added reason to keep you around.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I glanced over at Rachel, who was watching me with a knowing glance.

“I’ll try,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Rachel leaned over and kissed me, her lips soft and inviting. “I’ll see you tomorrow at noon,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.