This story is a continuation of “The Boss’ Wife”, so you will enjoy this one better if you read it first.
It has been three weeks since the Christmas party and I haven't heard a thing, so maybe Cynthia and her daughter got things worked out. The longer I don't hear anything the better the chances that I never will… and maybe, my job is safe.
Since that day, all I can do is think about Cynthia. She actually seduced me! We had great sex just an hour after being introduced! Even now the images of that day, the feeling of her warm pussy around my cock, the smell of her perfume, the sound of her moans, the feeling of her skin against mine, are still vivid in my mind. God, I can’t believe it all happened! I actually had sex with Cynthia!
But, my worry is her eighteen year-old daughter, Patricia. She has that video and could use it at any time. She did seem very determined to use it against her mother. Not only that, there was her threat: “I think I'll fuck your boyfriend and make you watch!” Would she really do that? How would she do that?
It was Sunday morning and the phone rang.
“Hi. This is Cynthia. We need to talk.”
“I've been expecting your call.”
“Jon is out of town on business. Can you come here this afternoon at one o'clock?”
“Sure. I'll see you then.”
* * * *
“Mark, I'm really having problems with Patricia. She's threatening to show that video to Jon if I don't… you know… let her make it with you.”
“Oh my God! Would she really do that?”
“I'm afraid she would. She's a very head-strong girl and she hates me.”
“What are we going to do?”
“I don't know. I've been thinking about it for three weeks. I just don't know.”
“Is there anything I can do? Should I try to talk to her?”
“What could you possibly say to her?”
“I don't know. I guess I would play it by ear.”
“No. That wouldn't work. But I have to do something. I can't live with that threat hanging over my head.”
Just at that moment Patricia walked in.
“Hi there. Talking about me?”
“Patricia! I thought you were spending the weekend with Valerie?”
“I was, but I got bored and came home. And look who I find but my Mom and her boyfriend!”
“Mark is not my boyfriend. He’s just...”
“He's just good in bed? Why don't I find out for myself?”
Patricia grabbed my hand and said, “Come on Mark. We'll use my bed.”
I didn't budge. I had to admit that Patricia was a very lovely blonde teenager, and the thought of having sex with her had crossed my mind more than once in the last three weeks. But I still didn't budge.
Cynthia said, “Stop it Patricia!”
“Oh come on Mark. I guarantee you'll like it. Let's see if I'm better in bed than my mom.”
“I said stop it! Mark is not going anywhere with you!”
“Fine! We'll do it right here.” She started to undress in front of me. She pulled her tank top off over her head to reveal her nice set of plumb breasts and unzipped her shorts.
Cynthia went over to her, grabbed her arm and said, “Stop it Patricia!”
“Or what? Why don't I email that video to Daddy right now? He'll be watching it within five minutes.”
Cynthia released Patricia's arm.
“I thought so.” She took my hand again, “Come on Mark.”
Cynthia looked at me with an expression that said, ‘I guess we don't have a choice.'
I reluctantly let Patricia pull me out of my chair and upstairs to her bedroom. She had a queen size bed; one of those tall ones with a thick mattress.
She turned around, her beautiful bare breasts still standing out high and firm, their nipples hard as rocks.
“Well let's see. How do you want me? Do you want me from the front or the back? Or maybe you would like a good blowjob first? You can choose.”
I was frozen. I felt like this wasn't happening to me, it was happening to someone else…like an out-of-body experience.
Patricia saw my hesitation and dropped her shorts to the floor. God, she had a magnificent teenage body and the first shaved pussy I'd ever seen! She came over to me and looked me straight in the eyes as she pulled my T-shirt over my head, unzipped my shorts and pushed them to the floor. Then she put her hand down to my bulging boxer shorts.
“Well, well. What do we have here? And you were acting reluctant.”
She then dropped to her knees, pulled down my boxer shorts and took my hard cock into her mouth. She sucked it about halfway in and began a fantastic pumping action with her head. She twirled her tongue around the head of my cock like she’d done it a million times before. Some girls just know how to give a good blowjob, and Patricia was one of them. She sucked me deep into her young mouth and coated my cock with her warm saliva, then used her hand to jerk me off as she stuck out her tongue, ready to catch my cum. Then she plunged it back into her mouth again.
I grabbed her blonde head in both hands and helped her pump my cock. I thought, “Okay little girl. If you want this, you’re going to do it right.”
I said, “Take it all Patricia. Take it all or nothing.”
I then pulled her head toward my stomach as she tried to resist. She was good at what she was doing, but she had obviously never done a deep throat blowjob before.
“Mmm!” Patricia moaned as she tried to get my cock out of her mouth, but I kept pulling her head further and further toward my stomach; pushing my ten-inch cock deeper and deeper down her throat. My cock was now too far down for her to moan.
“Agg!” was her first gag. More would follow as I continued to push my cock down her throat.
“Agg! Agg!” Each time Patricia gagged, it briefly opened her throat and I used that to my advantage. One more gag and I was there. Patricia had my whole ten inches down her throat and was struggling to pull it out.
I held her nose against my stomach for a few wonderful seconds, then released her and let her pull out, fully expecting to get a verbal tongue-lashing for being so forceful.
But to my surprise she coughed a couple of times and said, “I've always wanted to do that!” and she plunged my cock back into her mouth as I pulled her head to my stomach again. God, her throat was so tight that the head of my cock was getting a lot of stimulation, causing it to grow larger and harder. I began to slowly pump Patricia’s tight virgin throat as I anticipated the feeling of shooting off. But she suddenly was able to get away from the grip I had on her head and extracted my cock from her mouth.
After clearing her throat, she said, “That was great Mark! Come on. I want you to fuck me now.”
She took me by the hand and led me to her bed, hopped up on it face down with her legs hanging off. She spread her legs, looked back at me over her shoulder and said, “Fuck me from the back. I've never done it that way before.” Then she looked past me and said, “Hi Mom. I'm glad you decided to watch.”
I didn't even look back. My cock was rock hard and I was focused on fucking Patricia as I put both hands on her small hips and slowly pushed it into her wet, swollen pussy.
“Mmm!” Patricia moaned as my first four inches sunk into her. She was so tight that she felt like a virgin. I could feel her vagina muscles squeezing my cock reach time I pulled out.
I pulled almost all the way out and then drove in about six inches.
“Ahh! You feel so big!” She hadn't taken her eyes off of my waist. She wanted to watch herself get fucked by my cock.
I pulled out again to spread her lubrication around real good, and pushed eight inches into her.
“Ahh! God!” I suspected Patricia had never had eight inches before. She was so tight around my cock that I was sure I was exploring new territory. I held my cock still and she pushed her ass up asking for more. “Oh don’t stop. Fuck me!”
One final time I pulled almost all the way out of her, hesitated about five seconds so the anticipation would build. She knew what was coming next and grabbed the bedspread in her hands.
I finally pushed my whole ten-inch cock into the lovely little teenager.
“Ahh! Oh my God!” She had taken it all with a gasp and dropped her head down on the bed. I felt her cervix on the tip of my cock. I gyrated my hips to gain a little more depth and to thoroughly stimulate her cervix. I wanted Patricia to feel my cock deep inside her body.
“Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!” Patricia moaned as I put one hand on her shoulder, pushed her head down on the bed with the other, and continued to pump her.
“Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!” She loved it. Her first time from the back; her first ten-inch cock; and her mother was watching; and she loved it!
She soon cried out as she began to climax. “Oh! God! Fuck me Mark! Fuck me! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!”
I also began to cum as I shot spurt after spurt of cum into little Patricia, Cynthia's teenage daughter. I suddenly remembered, “Oh damn! I forgot that Cynthia was watching!”
I turned my head to look at Cynthia and I'm sure my mouth fell open. She was leaning against the door with her hand down the front of her shorts, probably rubbing her clit! She had gotten aroused watching me screw her daughter! I couldn't believe it!
“Ooo!” Patricia moaned as I pulled out of her. She was still enjoying the feel of my cock inside her, but I had to talk to Cynthia.
“Let me suck you before you leave. I want to taste your cum.”
I pulled Patricia from the bed and to her knees where she popped my cum-soaked cock into her mouth. She expertly licked it and sucked it to get every drop of cum and juices that remained. She was reluctant to let my cock go, even as I went soft. She moaned and sucked, wanting to get me hard again.
“I want you again, Mark. Once was not enough! Your cock felt so good inside me I couldn’t believe it. Please don’t go. Fuck me again.”
I had to consider that possibility and said, “Maybe some other time. Right now I need to talk to your mother.”
I grabbed my clothes and led Cynthia to her bedroom and closed and locked the door.
“Cynthia, I had to do it! She would have given that video to your husband.”
But she wasn't paying attention. Her eyes were looking into mine, searching for something.
“Mark, I am so aroused! Why am I so aroused? Fuck me from the back. I want you from the back like you did it to Patricia.”
“Cynthia, I won't be able to make love to you until I recover.”
“How long will that take? God, I want you so much!”
“I don't know. Thirty minutes maybe.”
“Damn!” Nicole swore as she removed her shorts, lay down on the bed, and started to stimulate herself with two fingers. “Eat me Mark. I’m so horny I can’t stand it!”
I dropped my clothes on the floor and quickly crawled on the bed and buried my head between her lovely, shapely legs. She was dripping wet as I began to run my tongue around the swollen folds of her labia. I lapped up every tasty drop of her nectar as she humped my face, working toward her first orgasm.
She took my head in her hands and whispered, “Oh Mark! You’re so good! Your tongue feels wonderful! You’re going to make me cum. Don’t’ stop! Please don’t stop!”
I concentrated my efforts on Cynthia’s clit, which was large and hard by then. I ran my tongue around it and squeezed it with my lips.
“Oh God! Do that! Do that! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Cynthia launched into a long earth-shattering orgasm, the best I had ever seen. This beautiful actress was in another world of sexual ecstasy; a world where only her body and my tongue existed. Her eyes were closed tight; her head was pressed hard into the pillow; and her hips were thrusting up against my tongue as she climaxed over and over at least three times.
When she finally came back to earth, Cynthia rolled me over on the bed and got on her knees between my legs. She was determined to get me ready for another round of sex. She took my cock into her mouth, still wet from Patricia's juices and my cum. She gulped and sucked and moaned my cock back to life in about five minutes. My God she had a talented mouth!
When she saw that I was ready again, she lay face down on the bed and said, “Fuck me hard Mark. Fuck like you fucked Patricia.”
I quickly got into position between her legs, put my hands on her shoulders, and shoved my cock all the way into her; as deep and as hard as I could.
“Ahh!” Cynthia cried out in ecstasy. “Harder! Hurt me with you huge cock!”
So I fucked her hard for ten or twelve minutes. That's all the time it took before she climaxed three more times with loud moans, her body quivering and thrashing on the bed under me.
“Mmmm! Mmmm! Oh FUCK! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! I’m cumming again!”
I began to cum again, although there wasn't much sperm available to give her.
When we were both finished, I crawled up beside Cynthia and snuggled up beside her as we fell asleep for about an hour. When I woke up, she was kissing my neck and shoulders.
“Mark, I need to tell you something.”
“I don't care that you had sex with Patricia. She's Jon's daughter anyway, not mine.”
“Anyway, what I wanted to tell you is that I'm a very sexual person. I need a lot of sex and I need it often and Jon does not provide it. So… I was wondering if I could see you once or twice a week. Jon will never know. I go out with friends all the time, so if I'm gone when he gets home he won't ask questions. What do you think?”
“I think I can't wait 'til the next time. I'll give you my address.”
* * * *
It's been two years since that day when I “just had to fuck Patricia.” Cynthia still comes over to my apartment twice a week and Patricia comes once a week. Once, and only once, we had a threesome. Patricia had no inhibitions about having sex with me in front of her stepmother. And Cynthia made love with me like the two of us were alone. One would suck me until I was ready to explode, then the other one would hop on my cock and grind on it until I shot my load. Then the first one would quickly suck me clean. They were an amazing team. I tried my best to satisfy them both, but couldn't; together in the same bed, they were insatiable; mother and stepdaughter fucking me at the same time. God, it was glorious!
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