1. Jack and Christine


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, Teen, Author: a_red_ghost, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    I had just started dating Christine. We had met at a bar one night, she had took me home and after a long fuck session we decided that it had been enough fun that we could fuck again. She was older, around 40 and I was just a bit young than her. After a few divorces between us neither of us were interested in a swooning romance like foolish teenagers. We just wanted someone familiar around who was down to fuck now and again. Christine had a daughter named Liz. Liz was a pretty normal teenage girl, she saw me as a weird but harmless older man. Just another guy that her mom was keeping around for the time being. We didn’t really interact much, but I did notice something every now and again. The way she would walk and swing her hips. The way she would glance at me just barely out of the corner of her eye to see if I was looking. Maybe I was seeing things. Or maybe Liz just liked guys looking at her. And boy did I enjoy looking. Both Christine and Liz were small and fit. Christine was more athletic, with nice large round tits and a firm ass that was so fun to hold while she was bouncing on top of you. Liz had that stick figure look of a teen that some women manage to hold on to until their mid-twenties. So yeah, I had a lot of fun looking. On this particular day I was hanging out in their kitchen waiting to go out with Christine. Liz was walking around in a tank top and jeans. God those jeans. They fit so tight I didn’t know how she got out of them. I was just sitting there ...
    minding my own business, watching her walk around as she opened the refrigerator door and bent down to look at something on the bottom shelf. She knows what I can see. She holds her ass up in the air and I can see the top of her red thong underwear poking up. It was quite a view, her small tight ass being hugged snuggly by those tight pants. My eyes are glued there, right at the top of that thong, a thousand visions of what is underneath going through my head. Liz stands up after not finding anything and walks off. That’s when I hear a throat clearing. I look over and see Christine standing right there, she had been watching the whole time. She knew exactly what I was looking at. Her arms crossed under her breasts. Her eyes like ice. I jump up fast, the bulge in my pants even more noticeable now that I’m standing up. From the other room Liz shouts out a goodbye that neither of us are really listening to and the door slams shut. “Honey, I wasn’t doing anything. Not what it looks like. I don’t have any thoughts like that about your daughter. It’s not what you think.” Or at least I said some combination of those words. I was talking fast, trying to get out of clearly getting caught, so I wasn’t really paying close attention. She looks at me her eyes not buying it. “Oh what do I think you were doing?” Christine asks with false innocence. I trying to stumble into some explanation about how I wasn't staring at her daughter's extraordinarily fuckable ass and I try really hard not to ...
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