1. Neighborhood Threesomes: Mothers and Daughters Or . . .


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Hardcore, Mature, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, School, Spanking, Teen, Threesome, Voyeurism, Young, Author: badboy1958, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    like a loud meow, as Caroline’s yearning turned into satisfaction. This was music to my ears. I began rutting my dick in and out of her young pussy quickly, even feverishly, and she emitted a series of short gasps—“ uh, uh, uhhhs”—and moans and groans—“aww, aww, awwwwws”—and a long “Oh, Yeaaahhh!” The young wench now knew what it felt like to be well fucked and jacked hard by an adult male of the species with a very well-endowed cock. Caroline’s shrieks and squeals and whimpers and gasps made plain her enjoyment of the experience and enhanced my own. I had been ogling this little girl’s cute ass and having sexual fantasies about her since she was just eleven. My first recollection of that was standing behind a backstop next to her father, my best friend, and watching her twitch her butt delightfully while awaiting a pitch to hit in a softball game. They lived across the street from me, so I often saw Caroline at neighborhood sporting events, barbecues and porch and block parties. Almost immediately her sexual radar-- which is innate in all women, young and old, and always turned up full blast--had detected the glimmer of lust in my interested eyes, and the little tramp began deliberately teasing and baiting me. Whenever Caroline batted and I was standing behind her, she would sway her sweet tush delightfully as she dug into her stance, then step out of the batter’s box and bend over--pointing her ass directly at my face--as she reached for some dirt she pretended to need ...
    to improve her grip on the bat. Before resuming her stance, Caroline often would sneak a peek over her shoulder to confirm that her ass had captured my attention. And, as she reset her stance, she would give me a just-a-little-bit-exaggerated swivel of her hips before bending over again and twitching her cute butt deliciously while awaiting the pitch. As she moved around me at neighborhood get togethers, the little coquette would shaysay her butt provocatively, often framing it with her hands on her hips. Caroline also liked to literally “bump” into me whenever tight crowd conditions possibly justified such a touching or we were both “accidentally” passing through a door jamb or other narrow entrance way at the same time. One of Caroline’s favorite tricks was to wear a short skirt and sit across from me at parties, crossing and uncrossing her legs as she chatted with someone else while seeming to be entirely oblivious to my presence. As her conversation continued, without even looking in my direction, she would spread her legs open so I could peer straight up her inner thighs and, sometimes, catch a glimpse of her panties. When Caroline’s conversation ended, she would then “notice” me, give me a polite hi, recross her legs, ask how I was doing, and offer me a welcoming little smile that was all double entendre. What a hot, sly little vixen she was! Sometimes, when were in a more “private” setting, Caroline would catch me ogling her and would stare directly into my eyes for a ...