Extending the MILF List Ch. 15

I walked over to where Marie sat on the end of the couch.

"This is Marie. I met her the other day and fucked her. She wants to be double fucked someday and I told her she had to come here and join our little party. Please stand up." She did. I had to step back or her tits would have bounced me back. She wore a long sleeved sweater of a light blue with speckles of other colors in it, so tight her nipples peaked clearly with her excitement. When I touched the lower hem, her arms went up. I pulled it up and off of her torso, mussing her hair. Her face was serious, fixed on me.

"Marie, one of the guys in this room is going to fuck you. They will take you upstairs and you and he will use my sister as you wish. Eat her, sit on her face or whatever and then he is going to fuck you and cum in you. You are his today. He will do with you whatever he wishes. Do you understand? You are mine and I am giving you away for now, for this afternoon. Be good to my friend."

"Jesus." That was Quilla. "That's going to be me." Her voice wavered with stress and, I hoped, arousal.

Marie wore a thin bra which I removed. Her tits gave it form, not the other way around. Laura appeared and stood close by, taking each article of clothing as I removed them. Marie wore corduroy pants. I unbuttoned them and peeled them down her legs. She shivered. She had panties on and I took them down with her slacks. At her knees, squatting before her pussy inches from my face, I removed her tennis shoes and the rest of her clothing. She was nude. Laura took her clothing and disappeared into the laundry.

I stood up. "Suck me." I said softly.

She sat on the couch, put a hand to my bare thigh and drew me close. Her tongue emerged and licked at the drop of Tawny still on the end of my cock. She swirled her hot tongue around the head and sucked me, pressing her mouth clear down the length of my cock. Her full lips stroked me the whole way. I felt the sensation in every follicle of my body.

"Hey, shit, you started without us!"

I looked over at the stairs to see Charm and Holly descending them. Holly had her collar on and the chain was in Charm's hand.

I felt the crowd see them, like a seething emotion made viscous and thick by the sight, the response to Holly and the chain swirled around me. Marie pulled off of my cock. When she made to turn around, I helped her to stand. She turned and bent over the little love seat immediately.

I put both hands on her ass and spread her cheeks. She groaned but remained staring at Holly or Charm, or oh, I know, at the collar and chain. I felt her confusion, wanting Holly for herself but imagining the feeling of the collar around her neck and the implications that went with it. She jerked when I touched the crevice of her pussy. I put a finger between her hot damp lips.

She hissed, tilting her body to get more of something inside her. The prelude had warmed her up nicely. I crouched behind her and bent my cock, painting a glistening streak down one ass cheek. I touched the head of my cock to her pussy. Marie groaned, her body jerked again. I held her by the ass, thumbs tucked in the crease, holding her wide open. I thrust forward, penetrating her body with my cock. She bubbled around me. I felt like a boiled ear of corn thrust into a big vat of butter. There was no resistance and I sank into Marie till her ass bubbled against me. She held her pierced body tight against me. She shuddered with excitement, feeling the eyes of the room on her skin and my cock deep in the luscious cavern of her body.

"Holy shit, he's fucking her!" Holly said.

Charm just nodded. They sat down on the steps to watch. Charm hooked an arm around the smaller woman, her fingers playing along the side of Holly's breast. I saw an emotion on Holly's face that matched the feeling I had as I drilled deep into Marie's taut pussy. She grunted as I thrust into her.

I held tight to Marie's hips. I ground her onto my cock. She was molten and slick inside, happily the preliminaries had proved to be foreplay. I pulled out of her plush body.

"God, look at her." Chris said. "What a woman!"

I nearly smiled.

I stepped back. Marie turned and sat down, the only fully nude woman in the room. Her face twisted with regret and lust laced with chagrin. I rather hated to rob the other guys of undressing them but the new women needed to be exposed and fucked to be sure everyone understood. I moved over to Rebecca. Kline. She stood up and turned her back to me. She'd been sitting on a kitchen chair by the table.

She wore a deep blue dress that clung to her rich body. Its profound curves were perfectly exhibited to the eyes. I put my hands on the cliff of her hips, pressing at her firm flesh. The room was utterly silent but for the rattle of breathing, air hissing between teeth.

"I am going to fuck you, Mrs. Kline the first." I said softly.

Rebecca Kline shifted her weight back and forth making her flanks undulate under my hands. I felt the muscles of her body tense and quiver.

Lovely snapped her fingers.

"Oh, my, oh yes. Yes, please, Mr. Duncan, please, please fuck me!" Becky Kline's voice warbled in a well-trained response to the clicking sound. Her tone belied her words, sounding more like the fearful chant of a woman possessed. She was.

I unzipped her again, just like I had the first time. Her bare back appeared, a great V of smooth, luxurious skin in the blue field of the tight dress. I peeled the dress off her shoulders, off each arm and then off her hips. It fluttered to the floor like a falling pigeon hit by a raptor. Laura appeared and when Becky stepped out of it, took it from my hands and waited to see if I'd undress her further. Becky wore a lace belt low around her hips that held the swatch of cloth that covered her pussy. I stripped it down, exposing her to the room. The stillness was a bit unnerving. No one moved and everyone seemed to breathe together, exhaling as her pussy was exposed.

She bent over me, balancing with one hand on my shoulders and I pulled the delicate panties down her full thighs. They were tight until just before the knees. I took off her shoes, removed her panties and stood up. She wore only the mighty bra containing her mighty tits. Her face was that same mixture of lust and terror I had seen before.

"Well?" I asked.

"Hey Sonny, dude, take off the bra for god's sake!" Sammy called from his position on the counter in the kitchen. "Let us see those tits!"

Becky Kline blushed, bowing her head but she could not hide the little smile on her lips. She felt the waves of lust caressing her body as I exposed it and it enthralled her. I lifted her chin with one finger and kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back, murmuring guttural sounds as her mouth opened and her hands clutched at my shoulders. The quilted cups of her super-bra crunched against my bare chest. I felt the firm volume of her tits against me. I wrenched free from her, turned her to face Sammy and unhooked the industrial bra. The garment seemed to sigh as the tension in the strap eased. Becky bent both arms up and let it puddle in the crook of her elbows and then, like a teasing fan dancer, levered it down, exposing her breasts to that part of the room. I could see Sammy staring at the woman with glittering lust. He was not alone. Becky, fully mesmerized by the exposure, removed the bra from each arm and held it out with one hand, dangling it like a trophy, standing utterly nude in the midst of us all. Her breath rattled in her throat. Laura took the bra and disappeared again. I gazed around the room. I found Dalia, her eyes were glassy.

"Dalia, get some of mom's robes. The ladies may get cold."

She nodded but did not move.

"Now, Dalia."

It was like I snapped my fingers. She twitched, jerking into motion. She nodded and made her way upstairs.

"Well?" I said to Becky. She sat on the chair and drew me close. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Her tongue extended. I shifted my body to put the tip of my cock against her tongue. It flinched back, then quested forward, touching and punching my cock with its living softness. It encountered a swell of liquid. It moved around, stroking my cock, clearing the frosting from it. Becky opened her eyes, pulling her tongue back to her lips and out of sight. She tasted Marie. She sat back a little then bent to look around me at the Filipino woman.

"She tastes sweet." Her voice rippled with amazement. "It's true, I swear!"

"Mother, suck him." Lovely said.

I felt and heard the ripple go through the group as it soaked in that they were mother and daughter. That might not have been the best option, if I wanted to shine the spot light on Georgia but then again, she'd not have loved this little sequence drawing attention away from her. Good thing she was upstairs stewing, marinating while she waited for our attention. Her senses would soon overflow and she'd lose her sense of self as more ecstasy than she could ever imagine thundered through her. Eventually.

Rebecca Kline held my cock with one hand. She returned her attention to it and finally kissed it. She licked it. She sucked a third of my length into her mouth.

"She still needs practice, instruction on how to suck cocks." Lovely whispered into the panting silence. "I have tried but I have no dick for her to practice on." Her damp chuckle punctuated her words. "You can help me. She needs lots of practice."

"Shit, she can practice on me, any time!" Sammy muttered into the viscous silence.

I withdrew my cock from Becky's mouth. She looked chagrined, sitting before me, nude. Her eyes flicked from the cock before her face to my eyes.

"Stand up." I whispered hoarsely.

She did. Her great tits wavered before her, before me. I cupped them, feeling the sturdy heft of each in my hands. A shudder ran through her like an ocean liner running aground.

"Oh god, Sonny, please fuck me." She whispered, the words emerging like puffs of lust, eyelash soft but replete with urgency. I released her. Her eyes opened. She turned her back to me and bent over the chair. Her ass was the perfect height. I found her cleft and pushed a finger into her dry interior. She apparently dried up when she was nervous or scared.

I stroked her pussy for a minute or two, until I felt it begin to slicken up. I withdrew my finger.

"Yes, Sonny." Rebecca Kline hissed. "Fuck me. Put it in me. Mount me, please!" Her voice held both amazement and lust, both pulled at me, demanding that I obey her instructions. I did. I opened her body with both hands. Laura reappeared and took a light grip on my cock. She directed it against Rebecca's pussy. She found the entrance to the woman's body and I thrust forward, pushing into Rebecca Kline's thrumming body. She was only slightly damp so I came to a halt buried half in her. She arched her back, lifting her hips. I pushed deeper. I felt her exhale, like tension escaping out of her. Her ass shifted side to side several times. She hummed as the motion worked the cock further into her. I grasped her broad hips and pulled at her, leaning in as I did so.

Becky grunted and sat back against me. I slid into her suddenly silken pussy. Mrs. Kline groaned with my cock lodged comfortably inside her body. I gripped her by the hips and pulled her back till her ass bunched between us, scrunching up like a ruined car fender. I swirled around inside her for a moment, pushing my body against her bunched ass cheeks, feeling the sensations rippling through her body.

"Jesus rabbits, what a body!" Sammy growled. "My god, look at her tits, still perfect dangling down like that! It's a fucking miracle!"

Becky's head came up and she turned her face in the direction of Sammy's voice.

"He wants to fuck you, Mother." Lovely's voice licked the panting silence. Rebecca Kline gasped as though lacking oxygen.

"We all do." Landon muttered. "Christ, Sonny, can you hurry it up. I'm losing skin layers over here."

Mrs. Kline dropped her head and pressed her body firmly onto my cock. She squished, the drought was over. A rivulet of liquid appeared on the inside of her thigh and trickled down to her knee.

I pulled free of her. Becky dropped her head and hissed a little before standing straight, turning around and sitting. My cock was even with her eyes and she fixed them on our little bridge. She looked up at me. I thought she'd speak but she merely licked her lips with two, long, slow swipes of her tongue and returned her gaze to my cock, now frosted with her fluid. I waited to see if she'd taste herself but she remained still.

"The daughter, next." A voice said. It sounded so strained I had to look around to see who spoke. Charm had Holly crushed against her body. Her face was drawn and pale. Charm spoke again. "The daughter, let the daughter suck her off your cock."

I was a little surprised but it seemed like a good idea. I felt the welling of approval at the suggestion. Lovely sat on the arm of the lounge with Landon peering out from behind her back. She did not speak but got right to her knees. She pulled her lank brown hair away from her face with both hands. Her tits, unhaltered, rippled in her sweater.

She watched as I shuffled towards her. I took little steps, as though the dew drop on the end of my cock was liable to fall if I moved too quickly. She opened her mouth and sat up, eyes directed into mine, her dreamy lust drooling about her. I squatted before her. She looked surprised till my hands touched her sides and pulled the lower hem of the sweater out of her jeans. Her arms flew up. I pulled on her sweater and stood, stripping it upwards till it caught in her great tits. For a moment they resisted exposure but I added force and felt them release. They were still waving when I handed the sweater to Laura.

"My god, what tits." That was Brent. "Like Mother, like Daughter."

I grunted. I moved in line with Lovely's mouth, and touched the tip of my cock to her lower lip. She closed her eyes and pushed her head forward, falling on my sword like a disgraced Roman. She took it completely into her mouth in one great gulp. Her throat gaped and she inhaled my cock. Her breath stopped and I felt the bands of her throat rippling around my cock. Her tongue dashed about like an excited puppy around a team of horses. She sucked, hard.

The stimulation nearly unhinged me and by that I mean my vision tunneled and my knees weakened as the orgasm threatened to fall on me. I rallied, put a hand on her forehead and pushed her off my cock. She released it with loud, exaggerated pop. The girl had skills and she was proud of them. She rose off her knees like a lifting fog. She unbuttoned her blue jeans and pushed them down.

"Table ready!" She said with an airy smile. She'd removed her shoes sometime earlier. Laura knelt, found her shoes and pulled the jeans off each foot. Lovely turned around, naked now, and bent over the arm of the recliner. She turned her head and kissed Landon on the lips. His hand came up, captured the back of her head and held her in place. His other hand cupped a dangling breast.

Lovely arched her back, lifting and opening her ass. Laura Wills probed between her lean cheeks. Lovely's body jerked and we all heard the squelch as Laura's finger penetrated the younger woman. Laura nodded, turned to me and took hold of my cock with her other hand. She drew us together, pointing my cock at Lovely's pussy till I sank into it. Laura stepped away to deliver the clothing. I rammed into Lovely's bent body. The position put a tension in her pussy but still, she was pudding smooth and Amazon wet and I don't mean the online book seller. I grasped her by the hips and slammed into her. Her back bowed with the force of my entry. She enveloped me like ink swallows a marble, like nights swallows lovers.

I felt her body pulsing around my cock. Her hips jerked and her lower body bucked. She kept kissing Landon. Sammy, sitting on that end of the couch close by, leaned over and palmed her free breast. Lovely registered the additional attention by tensing her pussy around my cock. She hitched her hips and then ground them back against me. I responded in kind. I had firm hold of her hips and I pulled her back onto my cock. I straightened my legs just a bit, thrusting up and deeper at the same time.

Lovely hummed, keeping the kiss with Landon intact while crooning deep behind her dangling tits. the two hands on her must have responded because Lovely's tone changed. I pulled back and hammered into her pussy. The tone changed again and then she tore her lips from Landon's, wrenched her head loose from his confining hand. Her head dropped. Her hips rose to meet my next thrust and she whimpered, hips bucking faster and faster as she fucked herself on my steel-hard cock.

Over and over her hips rammed her pussy onto my cock. I gave her a nice stationary target, my hands rode on her flexing hips.

"Oh my loving pussy!" Lovely muttered, then her body bucked and she jerked and she screamed. Her head came up. Tendrils of her brown hair streaked her contorted face, turned to look back at me, though her eyes clinched tightly closed. Her hips tensed, went still, bucked once more and her head dropped again. "Oh yes!" She whispered, sighing around the pleasure oozing out of her.

"Jesus, she came. Just like that!" Quilla said. She sat on the other side of Sammy. "Wow. My turn."

I agreed by pulling my cock out of Lovely. Frankly, I'd lost count and was thinking I only had Aunt Norma to do next. I'd forgotten Quilla. Perhaps she sensed that and elbowed her way to the front of the line, not to be forgotten.

I left Lovely, stepping around her. She struggled upright, turned and sat across Landon's lap. He squirmed a little, likely trying to get his cock out of the way. She bent to him, pressed her tits against his face but held him by the head, tipped it back and kissed him. His arms wrapped around her and their awareness of the room vanished.

"Sonny, please." Quilla whispered.

I moved to stand before her. Chris sat to her right, my left, and Sammy to her left, my right. She looked up at me.

"This is Quilla Favors. Sean's contribution. His sister I mean. We are going to fuck her with her mother but that is for another day." I spoke to the room but it was directed at the pricks in it. I kept my eyes on her, however, and she held my gaze, almost glaring at me. Apparently she didn't like the delay my little speech caused but what redhead do you know who is long on patience?

"Shut up." Quilla said. "Let me taste her."

I knew what she meant and she meant it. She pulled me close and licked lasciviously at my cock, as if you can do it any other way. She sucked on the end and then pulled part of it into her mouth. She needed way more practice than Lovely did.

Lovely! Man, that girl had talent when it came to sucking cock. Quilla seemed to be in a hurry. She sucked at my cock for a moment and then scooted forward out of the well of the couch cushions. She was trying to stand up and keep my cock in her mouth. Not sure why but she gave up and stood up.

"Do you want to fuck me?" She whispered. "God, you fucked them all. I have never seen that. Ever. I am so horny, I want to do every cock, dick and cock in the room."

"Yippee!" Sammy said beside her.

I nodded. She wore a flannel shirt with long sleeves. It was a lumberjack shirt with the big red squares for the black pattern. I casually unbuttoned the top button. She had a chain belt on her blue jeans. One button after the other I undid her shirt. She stood before me, quivering. She wore no bra. Her tits sat up, pointed cones of lush goodness. When I got to her waist, I pulled out the shirt tails and undid the last button.

Laura appeared beside me and removed the shirt. She touched my shoulder. When I looked at her I could see an inquiry in her eyes. I wasn't sure what she wanted but nodded, just to find out. Mrs. Wills bent over and sucked the point of Quilla's near breast into her mouth. Quilla's eyes rolled up into her head. Laura left the breast to stretch for the other. Quilla's hand came up and cupped the back of Laura's head. Together, they agreed to move Laura higher till the red-headed Quilla and the half-dressed blonde could kiss. They did, loudly.