1. MILFs and Sons Ch 1 of 4


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Older Female, Author: DDMarshall5285, Rating: 93.4, Source: sexstories.com

    drinks and reordered from the waitress. We sat at the table and drank until another slow set started. Cindy and I grabbed the boys and took them out to the dance floor. While I was dancing with Tony I watched Cindy dance so close to Brian her C cup breasts must look like pancakes and I swear she was nibbling on his ear. I caught her eye and stuck out my tongue at her and poked it in my cheek twice. She gave me the thumbs up and winked. She had thrown down the gauntlet and I was accepting the challenge. For the rest of the night we flirted with our best friend’s sons unmercifully. Touching them every chance we got on the arm or the leg when sitting at the table. I made sure I danced every slow dance with Tony and was not shy about rubbing against the bulge in his pants. Cindy and I were shameless in our teasing and flirting. Any other men would have been grabbing our asses and asked us to go home with them an hour ago. Our boys continued to act as gentlemen all night even while they were sporting erections that they could no longer hide from us and continually adjusted them when they thought we were not looking. It was last call when we left the club and hailed a cab for the ride home. I scored our challenge a tie for the moment. Nobody disappeared for an hour or took off early and left the other couple at the club. We got home about 1:30 am and everyone headed to their bedroom. I took a quick shower and put on my night cloths and a robe. I went down to the kitchen and took a ...
    yogurt out of the fridge and had a snack to settle my stomach from all the drinks I had tonight. All of a sudden I had this urge to check on Brian. I went to the boys’ room and knocked on the door. I heard Tony say “Come in.” Tony was seated at the desk in front of the computer dressed in just his sweat pants. I looked around and asked, “Where is Brian?” Without even looking at me Tony said, “He left a few minutes ago. I guess he was hungry, He should be back soon. I will tell him you are looking for him and send him right over to your room.” “I was just down in the kitchen and I did not see him.” “You must have just missed him. Maybe he went to the bathroom.” I sat down in the only other available chair in the room and asked, “Tony, how long has he been gone and don’t you dare lie to me.” Tony finally turned around and faced me. I knew I would get the truth this time. “About a half hour ago.” “Is he with your mother?” There was a long pause as Tony wiped his face as if he was sweating and said, “Yes. I’m so sorry Cat.” I put both hands up to my face to muffle the sound as my shoulders started to shake, Tony raced over and knelt down next to me and put one hand on my knee and one on my shoulder and said, “Don’t cry Cat. I am sure they are just talking.” I took my hands from my face and said, “I am not crying Tony. I’m laughing. And we know they are not just talking.” Tony fumbled for the next few words, “You, you, you’re not upset?” “Of course not. They are both adults and if ...
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