An erotic story of a teenager muscling in on his father’s affair and making it a threesom.

           

I walked over to him and he did all three.  This was beginning to be fun.

           

Turning my back, I parted my legs and leaned forward.  I slid my panties below my buttocks and revealed my opening.  Turning to face him, I took them off and posed to let him see everything sitting next to him.

           

“You’re overdressed for this sport.  You know what I look like.  Let me see what you look like.”

           

I took his shirt off, then removed his jeans.  He wriggled out of his shorts.  Now we were both ready for some sport, especially him.  He was really swollen.

           

“Which opening do you want to use?”

           

He looked blank.

           

“My mouth like last night or down below.

           

“Down below like Dad did.”

           

I lay on the carpet, held my arms out to him and spread my legs wide.  He knelt between them and lay on top of me while I embraced him.

           

“Play with first, stroke it.  Slid your finger in and out until it is moist.

           

He was a quick learner and I was soon ready.  I gripped him with one hand and guided him into me.  He really filled me.  I locked my ankles behind his knees and began to thrust at him.

           

“Slide it in and out of me.”

           

He began to lunge at me and he quickly erupted into me.

           

“Do you like what you did to me last night?”

           

“Yes.”

           

I sat on the sofa and spread my knees wide.

           

“What do I do?”

           

“Kiss it lick it, then put your tongue inside.  You’ll find my clitoris.  It’s a small knob.  Tease that with your tongue.”

           

He was a good pupil and he quickly found my clitoris.  His tongue lapped at it like a miniature penis.  It wasn’t long before I came.  I noticed that he was hardening again.

           

“Do you want to have me again?”

           

“Yes.”

           

“I’ll lean over this chair and you can take me from behind.  That way you can play with my breasts at the same time.”

           

I bend over the back of the chair and he gripped my waist.

           

“Hold in one hand, insert two fingers into me and slide inside me between them.”

           

He did so, than grasped my breasts.  I thrust back against him and he started to lunge into me.  We hit a mutual rhythm and this time he lasted longer

           

We rolled onto the sofa and began to kiss and fondle each other.  I lowered my head and began to kiss, lick and suck him back to hardness.  This was going to be a long, hard, fun night. 

           

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