Age gap | Bisexual
Inspiring My Wife’s Young Girlfriend: Part 2
Was I a desired father figure or a silent spectator in a lust-filled exhibition between this young lady and my wife?
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I soon learned that there’s only one thing tastier than freshly brewed coffee first thing after waking up. “Good morning.”
I greeted Sherianna as she yawned and stepped sleepily into the kitchen.
“Good morning, Mr. Clonug.” She sported a silky, lingerie-like wrap or naughty nightie as I liked to call it.
Seeing her reach for a mug from the cabinet and enjoying the hem of her clothing rise up her ass was better than a jolt of caffeine. Her hair adorned her body, enhancing the coloring of her eyes and framing her petite breasts.
“Sleep well?” I sipped, sounding ever-so-casual while admiring her tight, round butt. Oh, to slap it. She had to notice my erection beneath my thin, silk boxers. My T-shirt didn’t cover enough to hide it.
“I certainly did. Such a cozy bed.”
“Yes, that’s what guests have said.” I poured a mug of the brew. My cock threatened to slip out from beneath the fabric.
She yawned and covered her mouth. “What time are we leaving this afternoon?” She held out her mug and I poured her a cup.
“About four.”
“Congratulations.” She sipped with her wrap open just enough for my eyes to meet hers and wander delightfully down her frame.
“Thank you.” I sighed in relief. The business reference reduced my arousal.
How sweet of her to acknowledge the award I’d be getting. The Best in Crisis Communication during the annual Biz Mic professional association dinner. Not exactly the Oscars, but it would make my reputation shine among future clients. Cha-ching.
“I’m learning so much real-world PR from you.” She leaned against the counter and sipped her coffee. She had a few friends going to the dinner and ceremony.
“Glad to help any way I can.”
Sherianna sighed. “My parents expect me to land a six-figure position right after graduating.”
I smiled but said nothing.
I had to be about her dad’s age and yet here she was, dating my wife, Laura, and now spending the night in our guest room at Laura’s invitation. She figured it’d be easier to let Sherianna sleep over, spend the day, and make it easier for us to take her with us to the awards dinner. Which Laura found dreadfully boring.
Sherianna smiled again and wrapped her dainty fingers around the mug. “I really enjoy, Laura.” Her eyes showed me her mind was mulling over what to say next.
“She enjoys you very much,” I replied.
“She mentioned how much she loves you.” Sherianna had a wistful gleam.
I chuckled. “We’ve had our moments.”
“You both mean a lot to me, more than” — she paused. Her passing references to her parents were never warm and I wondered about the distance between them in their relationship.
“You’ve renewed Laura’s energy and her love for life.” I was sincerely upbeat.
“And you both inspire me,” she stepped on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek. “I’ve got a lot of studying to do.” She walked out with the hem of her nightie just below her cute bottom.
Innocent. Yet sexual. Slutty with Laura. Yet so polite. Fucking hot. Yet so sweet.
The night before in the hot tub had been an erotic feast for my psyche. I had slipped in and reveled in the jets massaging my shoulders when Sherianna climbed in next, wearing a teal bikini with her bottom so tight around her thighs and ass.
She settled in the water, closing her eyes, and soaking up the heat when Laura sashayed out in her two-piece suit. Her ass was wider than Sherianna’s and her thighs thicker than when we married. Her breasts were large and soft.
But to me, Laura embodied sexy because of her eyes and how she licked her lips, and her piercing gaze.
Sherianna was cute and made me think she was like sugar I could sprinkle on my cereal and eat her up over and over until I enjoyed licking the bowl ever-so-clean.
Laura, older though she was, always had a sexual heat simmering. I loved the moments when Laura’s desires grew and she leaned forward on the bed with her ass raised high, and legs spread for me to enter.
Sliding my cock into her pussy from behind, caressing her butt, and looking in the mirror and seeing her tits sway sparked power that coursed through my body.
Some would dismiss our sex as vanilla. Not kinky or ultra-exciting. Not me.
To fuck Laura while her passionate groans filled the room and to slap her ass was to love life itself. Sweeping a hand beneath her tummy and feeling her breasts or lying alongside and sucking on her nipples rejuvenated me.
What woman could ever do more for me? A college co-ed? Not really.
Yet, I enjoyed watching Laura and Sherianna cuddle close in the hot tub, and turn their mouths to each other. I studied their lips locking and their jaws grinding while their tongues swept from one side to the other.
It was a kiss-fuck. Deep and intense.
Laura’s thrust one hand between Sherianna’s legs and felt along the young lady’s thighs while tugging on the bikini top and exposing Sherianna’s tits. She sucked on the redhead’s nipples, varying her rhythm while Sherianna tilted her head back and absorbed the sensation.
I became content as a spectator, reaching along the outside of my bathing suit, and feeling my cock.
Before long, as the kissing intensified, Sherianna pushed her butt up the side of the hot tub and spread her legs. Laura buried her face, kissing through the fabric and using her fingers to probe beneath the bikini bottom.
Laura stripped off Sherianna’s bottom, took off her own, and licked her before getting up out of the tub, taking her girlfriend by the hand and both of them disappearing naked into the house.
I followed, slipping off my swimming trunks, and heard them in the guest room. Kissing. Groaning. Crying out, “Yes” before sucking, licking, and smacking lips.
Every sound drew me closer, and the door was open. I stood in the door’s frame holding my cock while they kissed, kneeling on the bed. Sherianna lowered her face to lick and suck Laura’s tits, using a hand to cradle and run her tongue over them until Laura slid onto her back.
Sherianna lifted a leg and positioned her pussy over Laura’s waiting mouth, lowering her cunt before raising it again. Lowering her pussy, letting Laura lick, raising her ass to take it away before lowering again.
Fascinating.
Laura was on her back, moaning as though eagerly begging for the dessert Sherianna offered. It was like a mother spoon-feeding the young, except in this case the younger one seemed to be taking charge.
This was evident when Laura reached a finger between her own legs, stroked her pussy, and Sherianna slapped her hand away.
“Not yet. Mommy first gives permission,” cooed Sherianna, lowering her pussy for Laura to taste and then rising up again. A taste at a time. “Control, darling. Control.”
OMG.
I felt more like a sexpert stumbling across a rare sexual dynamic that I didn’t know existed until finally Sherianna spread her thighs wider, settled over Laura’s mouth and buried her face into Laura’s pussy. “Go for it,” cried Sherianna, sucking and licking wildly until the cries of orgasm exploded through.
The scientist in me, such a laugh, prevented me from masturbating fully.
I poured a cup of coffee for Laura and walked from the kitchen into the bedroom where Laura lay with the sheets tucked just over her breasts.
“Good morning,” she said sleepily. “Sheri’s up?”
“Yeah. We chatted a bit.” I walked to Laura’s side of the bed, handed the coffee mug to her and wasn’t prepared for what happened next. She set the mug on the entable, reached for my balls, caressed them, and used her mouth to part the fabric loose and take my cock in her mouth.
She sucked while using her lips to grip my shaft and I stood quietly. Laura’s mouth slid up and down while I breathed deeply, closing my eyes with visions of Sheri in her nightie, Laura naked, the women sucking — my mind was sweeping me away.
A knock on the door. Sherianna. “Oh, excuse me.”
Laura mumbled, “Mmm.” She sucked furiously like she was milking me and motioned to Sheri to enter.
Sheri walked in and slipped to her knees while I came so fucking hard. My cum spilled into Laura’s mouth.
She gagged on its thickness while some dripped from her lips. Sheri held her mouth close and Laura shifted, put an arm around Sheri, and brought her girlfriend close, emptying my cum into her mouth.
The ladies kissed and I felt like the scientist again, watching a different type of feeding.
The awards ceremony was supposed to have been a highlight of the weekend. But last night, now this.
Sherianna climbed into bed, hugging Laura once more with phenomenally sloppy kisses of my cum. How wild.
Compared to this, the awards ceremony wasn’t going to be as hot as I had hoped. But at least my acceptance speech was ready, and I was happy to inspire someone else.
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