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GILFS Most Delightfully Devious

By: milfleglover



Jared came home from work late, and spotted Gloria's car in the yard. 'Great', he thought to himself, 'there goes all our wine'.

Gloria was best friend of Lizzy, Jared's wife, and a good-looking blonde for her age. Both she and Lizzy were 61 years old, both blonde, with amazing, sexy bodies for gals their age, owing to years of working out, which included tennis, which is where the two of them had been this warm summer afternoon into the evening. 

Gloria was a bit of a drinker, she loved her wine, and would often flirt with Jared as a result, which upset him more than Lizzy. His wife would laugh it off, take it in stride, passing it off as harmless flirtation by her best friend who'd been divorced for the past 15 years and rarely dated.

He walked in and sure enough, both were leaning on the granite stove counter that separated the kitchen from the wide-open living room, sipping white wine and chatting like schoolgirls. He liked what he saw: Both wore little tennis skirts and matching socks, Lizzy in white, a nice contrast to her darkly tanned, supple legs, and Gloria in black, her low black socks looking quite sexy below her less tanned calf muscles. Both women had superb legs, with the usual sags here and there of women their age, particularly on their long, sinewy hamstrings, but they were sexy as hell nonetheless, and as Jared put his briefcase down he stared long and hard at both pair of fine GILF legs before the girls turned to say hello.

They all stood around, having a drink, and then Jared ran upstairs to change, throwing on a t-shirt and pair of loose gym shorts. He came back down, as Lizzy picked up her cell.

"Gotta make this call," she said, looking at the clock. "Told the client I'd call at six. You guys chat, I'll be right back."

She went down the hall to her office, closing the door, Gloria and Jared left alone at the counter. They chatted a bit more, and he noticed Gloria slowly lifting one hem of her skirt over her amazingly supple, creamy thighs, and then further to reveal her incredible ass cheeks in a black thong, attire that caught Jared completely by surprise.

"Took a shot right here," she sighed, pointing to a little red mark on that pale, smooth skin of her right cheek. "Can ya see it Jared?"

Jared gulped, nervous, but happy for the free gape at Gloria's incredible, firm butt. He looked hard.

"Yeah, looks nasty, could bruise up by tomorrow," he said. "You should put ice on it, rub it or something."

"You do it," Gloria said with a seductive growl.

"Wh...what?"

"I said, you do it," she repeated more firmly, lifting the skirt higher, showing him her right ass cheek, visible quite nicely in the black thong she wore. "Rub it for me, Jared. C'mon, it's ok."

"But...I don't think..um..."

"Do it, Jared," she hissed. "You know you want to, and Lizzy will be on the phone for awhile. Now, Jared. Rub my ass cheek!"

With trembling hand, he reached and rubbed the red spot, his cock instantly thickening in his shorts. It felt heavenly, warm to the touch, so creamy, so smooth, and he rubbed the spot harder with the tips of his fingers.

"Here, this will make it easier," she cooed.

She leaned on the counter, holding her skirt up and over those amazing asscheeks, standing on tip toes and bulging her solid calves, at the same time, flexing her cheeks into a stony white mound of succulent GILF flesh. Jared's eyes bulged, as did his dick, as he rubbed harder, feeling the unmistakable muscle beneath that layer of silky skin.

"I have a great ass, don't I Jared, I mean for a gal my age?" she said in teasing tone, sipping her wine as her best friend's husband massaged her sore butt cheek. "Don't I?"

"Uh, yes, Gloria, you do, you do," he heard himself saying as he bent to get a closer look. "You...you and Lizzy, you both have..gorgeous asses..."

"You're getting a good look, Jared?" she laughed. "Like what you see? Don't be shy..kneel down and get a good look!"

"Shit, Gloria, stop!" he whispered loudly, looking down the hall to Lizzy's office where they could hear her talking on the phone. "Enough's enough!"

"Enough's never enough for me, Jared," she snarled in a dominant tone. "Kneel the fuck down and get a GOOD look at that ass you're feeling up! NOW, or I'll tell Lizzy what you're doing and that it was YOUR idea!"

He groaned, obeyed and knelt down, his face inches from her warm, slightly sweaty ass, kneading that cheek nervously.

"Both hands, both cheeks," she hissed. "Do it, Jared, do it now!"

Jared stared wide eyed at Gloria's supple rump, a little sag in the middle of each cheeks, but so soft and smooth, and he moaned as he dug his hands into all that beautiful flesh, feeling the heat, feeling the muscle, feeling his cock throb in his loose gym shorts. He spread them in his fingers, seeing a tuft of downy hair push out around the black fabric of her moist thong, and as he did, he could smell the funky aroma wafting out from within.

"Smell it, Jared!" Gloria growled over her shoulder, wine in hand. "Put your nose inside my crack and take a big whiff! Should be rather sweaty from the two hours of tennis your WIFE and I just played!"

"Gloria...please..."

"Smell my fucking asshole, asshole!" she sneered, backing up a bit and banging her cheeks into his face. "You know Goddam well you want to..."

"But Gloria," he groaned, trying not to look at the flesh she was now jiggling in his face.

"Smell," she hissed. "Now!"

He gulped and spread her gorgeous cheeks, putting his nose into the crack and sniffing deeply, amazed at the sexy odor within, sweaty to be sure, but a clean sweat, a little rank but the effect it had on his psyche and stiff cock was instant and intense. He spread them further, dove in deeper, his nose tickling her rectum and then Gloria reached back, grabbed his head with one hand, pulled aside her thong with the other and impaled her sweaty, slightly hairy asshole with his nose, holding him deep inside it and laughing darkly.

"Now THAT'S what I'm talking about, Jared, NOW you're smelling my nasty GILF asshole!" she laughed.

She held him there for a full minute as he struggled, somewhat weakly, against her hands, both of which held him by the hair and pulled him as deep inside her sweaty ass cleavage as she could. When she finally let go, it was only to release his nose and then point to the sweet pucker of her wrinkled rectum.

"Now lick it," she growled. "Lick my asshole clean, you know you want to, I ALWAYS see you staring at my ass in jeans and skirts, you must love my ass, don't you Jared? You love it so much, lick that dirty asshole clean! Hurry, before Lizzy gets off the phone!"

Jared was a goner by now, totally caught up in the fever of Gloria's smell and dominance and he lunged forward as she held her supple cheeks wide, her pucker opening up and allowing his plunging tongue deep inside. 

She hissed and held him there again with her hands as he pressed deep inside her sweaty rump, rapidly firing his long tongue in and out of her tangy asshole as fast as possible. For a full two minutes, he cleaned and licked and sucked at Gloria's now clean asshole until they both heard Lizzy finish up her call. 

She let him go and he stood, desperately trying to hide his throbbing cock in the thankfully baggy shorts he decided to put on, as Gloria pulled down her skirt, turned to lean on the counter and looking like nothing unusual had happened, such as having her ass and rectum worshipped and licked for the past five minutes.

"Yeah, Lizzy's getting better at tennis, she actually beat me a few games tonight," Gloria laughed, refilling her glass and Lizzy's as she came around the corner.

"You two getting along?" Lizzy laughed, taking a sip.

"Oh, we sure are, honey," Gloria smiled, winking at the nervous Jared as Lizzy turned toward him.

"Honey, you're so red, you OK?" she asked, concerned. "The wine getting to you already?"

"Yeah, I think so, shit, long day, ya know?" he stammered nervously. "I'll...uh, just splash some water on my face..."

He turned and dove his head into the sink, anxious to wash Gloria's ass stink from it, dowsing it and rubbing the smell away as the two women blabbed behind him. He dried off, thankful his cock had deflated somewhat, but then looking at Gloria's incredible legs in her little skirt, felt it grow again.

They drank and talked a bit more, and then Lizzy turned to Jared.

"Oh, just remembered, honey, can you come with me, something I wanted you to get out of my car, it's heavy, I'll help you," she said, walking toward the garage door off the kitchen.

"Can I help?" Gloria offered.

"No, it's nothing, just a box of signs, but it's kinda awkward, we'll be fine, do it all the time," she laughed.

Jared walked behind Lizzy just as Gloria reached out and grabbed his ass, squeezing it, causing him to yelp and turn around to shoot her a glare. Lizzy turned to face him.

"What hon?"

"Uh, nothing, just twisted my ankle...that's all," he lied.

In the garage, they hoisted the box out of Lizzy's SUV and put it near an old couch off to the side. Jared turned to walk back when Lizzy spun him around and wrapped her arms around him, nailing him a long, wet, sloppy kiss. Jared's eyes were wide open and staring at his gorgeous wife, as she clung to him like glue.

"Lizzy, what the hell...what's gotten into you?" he said, popping his mouth off her probing tongue.

"Not sure," she growled, forcing his face to her wrinkled neck, making him suckle it. "The wine...don't know, but so fucking horny right now..."

She pushed him back to the ratty couch and knelt down, quickly tugging his gym shorts down, freeing his still-stiff dick, his look one of shock and confusion.

"Shit, I still do it for ya, huh?" she laughed, fisting his thick dick and bending over to suck his nuts. "Fuck, this is so good.."

"But Lizzy...uh...shit that's hot, don't stop...Gloria...right in there...fuck..."

She blew him long and wet, popping her wrinkled mouth off his dick to snarl, "That's what makes it so fucking hot, baby, Gloria's right in there, doesn't know a thing..."

"Oh, shit, baby," Jared groaned as she resumed her blow job, stroking his dick in both hands, corkscrew style, pushing it up and down, in and out of her capable mouth, her eyes heavy lidded as she emitted a low, sexy growl. "Gonna cum baby!!!"

Suddenly, she stopped, stood and smiled, Jared writhing on the couch below her.

"Not yet, you're not," she laughed, turning to walk toward the door. "Save it for later, baby."

"But what about...what do I do with...?" he asked, totally confused, his wet dick bobbing before him

.

"Better put that away," she sighed, walking inside where he heard the girls soon chatter away again as if Lizzy hadn't left her stiff-dicked husband in the garage, only minutes after he was made stiff by licking the asshole of the woman she was talking to.

He sat quietly for a moment, willing his dick down, but only succeeding halfway, his mind racing at what was happening. What the fuck else could happen, he wondered, finally stuffing his semi-soft meat into his trunks and walking inside, somewhat bent over. 

They all talked a bit more, Jared eyeballing both women, the memory of each making him uncomfortable, and getting hard again. After about 20 minutes, they heard a bell ring upstairs. The laundry room. Lizzy raced up the stairs.

"Gotta switch wash to dry," she called out. "Only be a few."

Gloria by now was sitting on the couch in the living room, twirling her glass of wine and staring at Jared with a sly smile. Slowly, she spread her gorgeous legs, revealing every sweet inch of those saggy but shapely thighs, a bubble of calf muscle above her low black socks as she curled her toes in her sneakers. The thong was pulled aside and Jared could see a thick mat of dense pussy hair, much like his wife's; older women didn't shave, he figured. She curled a finger at him, pointing it then to her hairy chasm.

"Lick me," she hissed in a sexy whisper. "Hurry, Jared, make me cum, you've only got a few minutes!"

Jared groaned, hypnotically moving to the couch, kneeling and pushing his face into her inviting crotch, feeling the heat of her firm thighs on his face, then the flesh as she slowly closed them around his ears, cupping his head in her hands, burying his mouth in her hairy, sweaty quim. She groaned, hunched her hips forward and clamped her meaty thighs around his neck, his mouth at her hole, grinding on him. He licked and sucked as best he could, his trembling hands curled around the smooth, firm muscles of her quads, trying to pry them open to get air, but she was too strong, too insistent, and those GILF thighs tightened all the more as he lapped at the hairy chasm between them.

"Gonna ...cum...fuck...make me cum, Jared, NOW!"

And he did, stabbing frantically into the fragrant depths of her cunt, plunging his tongue in and out of her hole, tasting her salty fluids, swallowing and going back for more, Gloria grinding painfully on his nose, her clit slipping over it wetly, as she came with a quiet groan and complete crushing squeeze of her powerful GILF thighs, making Jared moan in pain. She eased up, let him go and cradled his face in her hands, smiling at the thick layer of her cream coating it. They heard Lizzy's footsteps upstairs.

"Better go clean my cum off your mouth, baby," Gloria laughed.

Jared stumbled to the sink, again washing his face as Lizzy came down.

"Hon, again? Are you sure you're OK? Should we take you to the ER, what's going on?" Lizzy said with extreme concern, her hand on his shoulder.

"I think he's OK, hon," Gloria called out. "He just told me he got a bad headache in the last few minutes, no idea why, said his head felt like it was caught in a vise!. Maybe you should get him an aspirin?"

Lizzy went to the bathroom and Gloria sauntered to the sink where Jared was wiping his red face dry.

"I was right about the vise, wasn't I baby?" she laughed, clapping her meaty thighs together, making Jared wince.

Lizzy came back, giving Jared the aspirin and he looked on weakly as the two friends chattered away more. Exhausted and confused, Jared stumbled to the living room, sitting in a plush chair, his boner just about wilting, finally, when the girls came in.

"Gotta pee again, all that wine!" Gloria laughed, racing off.

Lizzy smiled – and sat on Jared's lap, grinding, kissing him and feeling his cock grow again.

"Lizzy..please..this is nuts," he moaned, feeling her pussy and ass on him as she lifted her skirt, fishing his stiff dick out and sticking it in her pussy, pulling aside her panties and taking him half way in, smiling widely and pulling her skirt down around them to hide the act. "Are you crazy!"

"No, baby," she hissed, kissing him deeply. "Just so fucking horny for some reason..."

Gloria came back in, stopped and laughed.

"You two, honestly," she roared, sitting on the couch. "You should get a room! Or just go upstairs for awhile, I don't mind!"

The girls talked, all the while Jared squirming under his sexy wife's pussy, which she now clamped and relaxed in a fluttering fuck motion on his cock, keeping it inside her and milking it with her insanely tight cunt muscles. Jared moaned quietly and felt his cum building, wondering how he'd manage not to scream out when he did. Lizzy sensed it and turned to look at him.

"Honestly, hon, you don't look so good, what's wrong?"

"I..uh...just thought of some work I brought home to do, I, uh...should get to it..."

"Where is it?" Gloria asked.

"My...my briefcase," he groaned, feeling Lizzy's cunt grip him so tight he thought she'd shear it off as she clamped down to stem his cum.

"I'll get it, you two look so comfy!" Gloria laughed, darting off upstairs to fetch it where she'd seen Jared carry it earlier.

Lizzy smiled and pulled off her husband, standing to adjust her panty, then leaning over to quickly slurp Jared's wet dick and stuff it back in his trunks as Gloria waltzed down with the briefcase.

"You're right about the wine, Gloria," Lizzy smiled. "Gotta go pee myself!"

Gloria smiled and walked slowly toward Jared, hiking up her tennis skirt to reveal no thong at all, she'd taken it off in the bathroom and stuffed in her purse. Jared moaned.

"No...Gloria..please...can't take this anymore..please..." he begged, hands up.

"Shut up, stud, and take it like a man," she hissed.

She wasted no time sitting on his lap, freeing his wet dick from his shorts and stuffing it into her hairy, slick cunt. She groaned, feeling him fill her up and sat still, doing the same milking maneuver Lizzy had moments earlier. She put her arm around his neck, fixed her skirt over her thighs and pussy, and whispered into Jared's ear.

"You're so wet!" she growled. "Did my friend fuck you like this just a few minutes ago? Did she?"

"Gloria...no...shit....stop doing that...fuck, woman, please, stop!"

"Not until I milk a nice, hot load outta that big, hard cock, Jared," she moaned, kissing him deeply, thrusting her tongue down his throat. "And maybe later when we're alone again, I'll make you eat that juicy creampie!"

They heard a door slam and she stopped kissing him, sitting nonchalantly across Jared's lap, her hairy pussy punching down and flexing meatily on his trapped dick. Lizzy walked in with a shocked look.

"You two NAUGHTY people!" she laughed, flopping on the couch. "Jared, I thought you had some work to catch up on!"

"I...I do..." he said gamely, fighting the urge to cum in Gloria's madly hunching pussy, the muscles flexing and pulsating on his dick. "I ...uh...my laptop...think I left it at work...I..."

"Nonsense, it's in your office, I'll go turn it on," Lizzy said, getting up. "And be quick, honey, Gloria's staying for dinner, we're quite famished after all that exercise today!"

She went down the hall and Gloria ground harder onto Jared's dick, now pulling up her t-shirt to force his face into the wrinkled, sweaty cleavage of her impressive tits, making him lick the sweat from it before whipping his face out and pulling her shirt down, then stepping off his cock, fixing her skirt and leaning over to sloppily suck his slick dick for a second, seconds before Lizzy came back, quickly stuffing his dong back into his shorts.

"Go ahead hon, don't be long, we want you to make your fabulous spaghetti, it's quick and easy, there's some defrosted sauce in the 'fridge, you will, won't you, feed us old naughty girls?" Lizzy smiled.

"Uh...sure...I guess...I just need to, uh..." he stammered, unable to stand with a boner in his shorts that just wouldn't quit, neither of the women would let it.

"Oh, just relax a minute, Gloria and I are going out on the deck to relax a bit, while you work then make dinner, OK?" she laughed.

They went and he sat, trying to will his dick down, unable to shake the memory of all that had transpired until this moment, wondering what the fuck he'd done to deserve this kind of torment. He was enjoying it to be sure, more with Lizzy than Gloria, because he was a righteous man deep down and knew infidelity was wrong. But Gloria was so damned insistent, forcing him to do things he'd never do otherwise.

He stumbled off to his office, pretending to do work, then back to the kitchen, starting to heat the water for the pasta and the sauce in a pan. The girls came back in, poured more wine and Lizzy went to the dining room to set the table.

"Here, don't want to get anything dirty," Gloria hissed, whipping out an apron and tying it around Jared from behind, humping her crotch into his ass and then reaching around to palm his cock through the apron and his shorts, mauling it back to stiffness in no time.

"Dammit, Gloria, will you PLEASE!" he begged, leaning on the counter, unable to muster the strength to fight her off, his balls aching for release, a classic case of blue balls which he hadn't had since he was a teenager. "This...this is just so ridiculous!"


GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 02



(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Following is about two sexy 61-year-old women who dominate a man, with scenes of forced asslicking and cumeating and other things delightfully devious. If you do NOT like this sort of thing, move on. If you DO, enjoy, comment and vote, please!)




Jared woke to the taste, sight and smell of cum and pussy. He blinked, wondering what had happened. Then what happened returned to his foggy brain when Beth slightly spread her meaty thighs and let him breathe.

"Welcome back to the living, dear," she laughed darkly, looking down between her thighs, hands on each, saggy, naked tits swinging as she giggled and wiggled her hips.

"Fuck," he groaned. "What the hell, Beth, what the hell?"

"You didn't like?"

"No, I didn't!" he sulked, struggling to get out from under his svelte wife, looking up between those thighs pinning him to the bed to the moist matted fur of her pussy, wet from her own juices as well as his, which he tried to wipe off his face but couldn't as she stayed atop him in a stifling schoolgirl pin.

"You came like a stallion in me, stud, not bad for an old guy," the sexy 61-year-old blonde laughed. "And ate most of it! What a trouper!"

The night had started innocently enough hours ago. Beth, and her equally sexy friend, Susan, also 61, had come home from playing tennis, where Jared was going to make them dinner. But one by one, separately and out of sight from each other, the two leggy gals took turns seducing, blowing and fucking Jared, not letting him cum, and driving him insane in the process. He resisted as best he could, fearful of getting caught in the act as he was forced to go along with each woman's increasingly demanding sexual advances.

Unbeknownst to Jared, the long-time friends had concocted the scheme before and it worked like a charm. After a long, tortured night of teasing and giving him blue balls he hadn't had since he was a teen, the women's final trick was forcing Jared to walk the tipsy Susan home where she fucked him just short of orgasm. She then sent him home to his loving, horny wife, who rode him like a cowgirl, feigning anger when he came too quickly and slipping her sloppy cummy pussy onto his mouth to be sucked clean. In the process, her grinding pussy smother and muscular old thighs knocked him out cold.

As he snoozed under the hairy clamp of her spunk-laden snatch, Beth called her best friend, both sharing a huge laugh over their plan, roaring when Beth told him she'd force fed Jared her dripping creampie. And then Susan created a new plan to continue the devious, dominant fun.

"I never got to feed him MY dessert, though, I'm a little jealous!" Susan laughed. "So tell ya what, when he comes to, send him over, would you? Tell him the credenza fell over and I need his help, uh, getting it up again!"

The girls roared, and Jared stirred beneath Beth.

"You gonna give him some dessert, too, baby?" Beth giggled.

"Yeah," Susan growled, reaching behind her with one hand to slip a finger into her tight asshole. "But this time, it's fudge pie!!!"

"You are sooooooooooooooooo bad, girl!" Beth laughed. "He'll be right there!!"

Then Jared came around as she remained perched on his face, and broke him the news.

"Oh, Susan just called," she said between her thighs. "That credenza of hers fell over, she'd like you to come by and get it up again."

"WHAT!" he cried out, really struggling beneath his wife and unable to free himself. "For 

Christ's sake, Beth, I can't get it..I mean I can't ...I mean shit, it's so late, it's just...."

Suddenly he found himself in blackness again as Beth slammed her squatting thighs shut over his face, sealing it into her wet pussy and smothering him. He screamed a muffled scream and fought vainly for air.

"Now do what you're told, Jared," she said sternly, feeling her pussy heat up anew under his moaning face. "That's what friends are for, we share!"

She let him up and climbed off, laughing at the site of his cum-streaked face.

"Uh, you better go wash us off, baby," she giggled as she slipped under the covers. "Don't want the smell on ya! And when you get back, I just may still be awake...but you behave yourself over there, lover, Susan can be a bad girl if you know what I mean..."

"What, what do you mean, what're you talking about?" he said too nervously and then darting off to the bathroom.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he groaned, washing his face clean and looking at himself in the mirror. "What the fuck....."

He dressed and very slowly made his way to Susan's house, taking his time, hoping she'd be asleep when he got there. She wasn't. She was waiting at the door, opening it. He looked in. She stood nearly naked, save for the droopy black tennis socks she'd had on earlier.

"For God sake's Susan, put on some clothes, I mean enough's enough," he said, averting his eyes.

"Funny, you didn't seem to mind seeing me naked when I had your face scissored up my ass and I was sucking your cock earlier," she laughed. "And before I sent you home with a raging hard-on, you begged me to get you off!"

"Well shit, that's only because I didn't want to home with....oh for fuck's sake, what is wrong with you and my..."

"Your what, Jared?" Susan asked, cocking her head. "Your wife? Why, does she suspect?"

"No, no, fuck no....of course not," he said, confused. "No, I mean this is all so fucked up, you seducing me while she's out of the room, and at your house. It's just weird, that's all, and I'd rather not repeat it if you don't mind. Now where's that credenza?"

Susan laughed and walked into the living room. The credenza was right where it had been. Upright. He turned to face her.

"Susan, for Chrissakes...."

"Sorry lover," she snarled, walking up to him and ramming a sexy, wrinkled thigh into his balls, bending him over and clamping both legs around his ears, locking her socked feet and squeezing until he got dizzy in the scissors. "Had to get you back here for dessert..."

"No...pleeesh..." he slurred, amazed at the strength of her thighs squeezing his neck, staring at her muscular old calves below.

And then he was out. He woke moments later, on his back on the floor, with Susan riding his face like a madwoman, facing his feet, and dragging her hairy, wet cunt back and forth on his nose and mouth, drenching him.

"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah...." she moaned, snapping her hips frantically and gushing her thick cream onto his face, with its familiar taste and texture he'd sampled earlier in the evening when she forced him to lick her to orgasm while his wife was out of the room. "FUCK 

YEAH!!!!"

It felt like she was erasing his face in her pounding haunches, Jared watching her incredible, milky white ass flex and ripple and quiver and jiggle as it flexed and throbbed on him, soaking him, until she finally settled down, breathless and panting for air.

"Damn, that was good, no thanks to you," she said, then adding as she cupped her meaty white asscheeks in her skinny old hands and spread them. "Now lick my asshole, buddy boy, lick it deep and wet!"

"Noooo," he moaned as she settled the hairy wet pucker onto his mouth, robbing him of air and letting those supple, fleshy cheeks slap shut around his face.

He had no choice – again – and stabbed her rectal ring frantically, drilling it deep inside the musky muscled walls, plunging it in and out as she sat up and back, covering his eyes in her butt. She laughed and swiveled on him, taking his face and mouth as deep up her ass as she could, until he struggled to breathe.

"Get it nice and wet, honey," she cooed. "You're gonna fuck that ass, you're gonna fuck it good and fill it with cum....."

Jared groaned and felt his cock stir, betraying him. Susan laughed and lay forward on him, scooping his face to her ass by cupping a folded calf over the back of his head, locking that foot under the opposite knee, a figure four reverse headscissor that buried his probing tongue deeper still up her demanding butt hole.

"I'll do my part if you'll do yours," she laughed, freeing his cock from his pants and sucking his semi-soft dick into her amazing mouth, growling like a dog as she jerked and blew him.

Jared's mind raced, a combination of lust and pleasure, shame and confusion, his reality being centered on the most amazing blowjob he'd ever gotten, better even than the quickie she'd given him earlier in the evening during a process that left his balls aching for release. She used both hands to twist around his spit-slick dick, pumping it in and out of her mouth as she puckered her asshole on his tongue, sucking it in deeper and deeper until his teeth were mashed tight against the outer wall.

He couldn't believe how good it felt, but didn't want to and tried to will it down, but then feared her anger and resultant increased squeeze from those slightly saggy, wrinkled but insanely sexy 61-year-old thighs that had no business being as strong as they were. 

He licked and licked deeper and deeper, hoping to cum quickly and be done with it, and rush back home and hope some more that his wife wasn't still horny. His mind was numb from the sexual overload of the evening, coupled with the lack of air up Susan's hunching ass as she clamped her crushing thighs on more tightly. He groaned, felt his nuts knot in pre-orgasmic spasm and thrust into Susan's expert mouth, anxious to cum.

"Not yet, you don't, not yet," she snarled, popping her mouth off his wet cock and freeing his face from her ass prison.

She spun around and slithered back down his chest, fisting his cock behind her and fitting the head to the now-soaked ass. He groaned as she sat back and he felt his cock slip into the tightest opening it had ever been forced into. He clamped his trembling hands onto her thighs as she sat back, upright, her creamy, saggy tits bouncing on her chest as she bounced up and down, taking him balls deep in her sexy old ass.

"Mmmm, that's a nice fit, Jared, you haven't got a very big cock, but that's fine for my asshole," she growled, cupping those swaying tit bags in both hands, tweaking the nipples and pumping his dick deeper inside her butt. 

Ordinarily, having been told his dick wasn't that big would be hurtful, but now imprisoned in the gloriously silky tight confines of his wife's best friend's ass, it didn't matter. He thrust up trying to fuck her back, but she gave him a dominant look and reached back to squeeze his balls until he screamed in pain.

"This is MY rodeo, pal," she snarled. "You're just along for the ride!"

She continued to twist her nipples, now feeding them one by one into her mouth, sucking and chewing on them, as she rode his dick, punching her hips forward and then back, faster and faster. Jared's balls ached for release and his dick swelled inside her gripping bowels. She smiled at the sensation, then leaned forward, letting her wrinkly tits swing over his face. His mouth eagerly sought them out, capturing one and sucking hard on the thick brown nipple, his hands now cupped on her madly hunching ass, reveling in the soft meaty feel of the fleshy white orbs that were humping his dick blind.

"You like those tits, doncha?" she hissed, feeding him the other and then forcing his face to the saggy meat of her marvelously wrinkled neck. "Don't forget the throat, baby, a woman loves her throat and neck suckled and worshipped...."

"Oh fuck, Susan," he moaned as he mouthed a thick, salty fold of throat flesh into his lips, running his tongue over it and feeling her asshole grip his cock tighter still.

"Now," she cooed into his ear as he feasted on her neck and madly pawed her thrusting ass. "Have we forgotten all about your little wife back home?"

Jared didn't answer, didn't want to think about it, didn't want the cock-softening notion of his wife finding out about this to enter his mind. He couldn't very well tell Beth he was raped, that her best friend forced him to fuck her and eat her and do whatever she commanded him to do. So he just groaned and sucked her neck and throat and cupped that pounding ass and hoped to cum as quickly as possible.

He was absorbed in the moment, feeling Susan's ass and tasting her meaty neck flesh, when the phone rang. His phone. In his pocket. Of his pants. Which were bunched down around his ankles. Susan stopped her pounding and sat up, smiling, reaching for it.

"NOOOOO!!!" Jared screamed, reaching for her hands.

"Nonsense, it's gotta be your little wife, she's worried about you!"Susan said, slapping his hands away and pulling the phone from his pocket to look at it. "Yup! IT's Bethie!"

She answered it, Jared staring helplessly at her as she now sat still but still pulsated, in agonizingly tight, slow motions, her asshole around his cock fully imbedded in her rump.

"Hey honey!" Susan said.

"I trust all is well, baby?" Beth laughed.

"Yeah, we're just steadying the credenza, Jared had to find something to...to fit under it, something tight to keep it up, ya know?" Susan said, winking at Jared, squeezing his cock with her impossibly tight ass muscles with little cruel jolts, her butt flesh quivering in his hands on each one.

"Have you fed him dessert yet?" Beth giggled.

"No, but I will after he's done his work," Susan said. "Yes...that's right, I have that special fudgepie I make...that's right, that rich and creamy fudgepie, it's so fresh and tasty, I know he's gonna love it, it's the least I can do for everything Jared's done for me tonight!"

"Lemme talk to him," Beth said mischievously. "This should be fun!"

"Sure honey," she said, handing the phone to Jared. "Your wife would like a word..."

Jared's eyes shot wide open as Susan held the phone before his astonished face, shaking his head side to side. Susan cocked her head in disapproval, wagging the phone and reaching back to squeeze his aching balls. He stifled a scream of pain and slowly took the phone, cradling it to his ear.

"Hi, honey," he warbled weakly. "What? Nothing's wrong, I'm just a little...a little uh...winded from all this work, that's all..."

"Jared, are you behaving yourself?" Beth said in mock sternness. "Susan can be a little...well, forward and aggressive, you two better not be doing anything you shouldn't be doing!"

"No, no, not at all, it's my pleasure to help her," he babbled, not wanting to impart to Susan the idea Beth suspected anything as the woman fucking him now slowly leaned forward to lick his face, his cock slurping free of her ass for a second, the room air cool on the wet shaft before she wiggled it back down to take him deep and tight. "You said, that's what friends do, right?"

"Well, helping her move the credenza is all you BETTER be doing, Jared," she said with a harsh tone.

"Honestly, Beth...I, uh...yes, I should be done soon, be there quick as I can!" he said with painfully affected enthusiasm.

"I think I should come over just to be sure," Beth said.

"NO!" Jared cried too loudly, then tempering it. "No, no, that's silly, we're almost done..."

"Well, there's dessert left, she said she's going to give you her special fudgepie," Beth said.

"Fudgepie, right, she, uh, she showed me, it looked delicious," he stammered.

Susan cozied up to the opposite ear and licked it, and then said words that put Jared right over the edge: "Fudgepie baby, that's when you cum up my tight...beautiful..sexy old ass...and then..."

With increasing pulsations, Susan tightened and loosened her gripping asshole on Jared's cock, milking it, sucking it off with her rippling rectal muscles until he felt his balls about to explode, then as they did and the first jet of jism blasted into her bowels, she spoke again.

"...and then I sit on your face and make you eat...it...allllll...up...my hot, nasty..fudgepie!"

"Oh FUCK!" Jared screamed, feeling his nuts empty into Susan's twitching ass, his hands holding onto the dimpled meat of her cheeks as she drained him dry into her clenching butt.

"What is it!" Beth cried into the phone.

"Uh uh uh," Jared groaned, each accompanied by another jet of cum into Susan, who giggled in his other ear feeling him fill her asshole with hot spunk. "Uh...nothing, I just banged my toe into the damned credenza...."

"Dammit, Jared, I'll be right over!" Beth snapped and hung up.

"Fuck, Susan, she's coming over, she suspects something!" Jared groaned, trying to free himself from under the woman pinning him to the floor and throbbing her ass on him to milk out the last drop of sperm.

"Well then," she cooed, pulling off his wilting dick and pinching his load off deep inside her ass, "we better save it for later!"

"Jesus Christ, Susan, you're insane!" he shrieked, leaping up to pull his pants back up as Susan casually put her panties and tennis skirt and shirt back on.

Moments later, Beth burst into the house, wearing a windbreaker over her nightgown and eyed Jared suspiciously as he stood nervously in the living room, Susan in the kitchen.

"What's going on Jared," she snarled, walking up to him.

"Nothing, uh, Susan's just...uh...holding..uh, getting that dessert she said something about," he stammered.

"Is that right," Beth said coldly, suddenly reaching out and grabbing his crotch. "Well, you're not hard, I guess that's a good sign...Susan, do you need any help?"

"Sure, sugar, come gimme a hand!"

"You wait here," Beth said with a stern look, pointing to the couch, on which Jared obediently sat, his mind trying to sort out the most bizarre night of his life.

Beth walked into the kitchen, where Susan held a plate with an actual piece of fudgepie on it. Beth looked at it and then Susan, and both woman opened their mouths in a mutual, silent laugh, holding onto each other's shoulders.

"Wow, Susan, you're incredible!" Beth whispered into Susan's ear. "Did you...?"

"Yup, it's right here!" Susan laughed quietly, turning and pulling up her skirt to point to her creamy ass full of Beth's husband's spunk. "The REAL fudgepie!"

"Oh, this is too much, too fucking much!" Beth said. "How are you going to feed it to him?"

"Well, at first, just a little," Susan said with a grin.

She pulled her panties aside and held the plate under her ass, letting a little of Jared's cum drip out in a thick, creamy drizzle, decorating the dark chocolate as Beth watched, eyes wide in fascination and approval. Susan pinched off the rest and held up the plate between them.

"TA-DA!" she announced as both looked at the little swirl of spunk decorating the pie.

"You are fucking amazing, you really are!" Beth laughed. "Now, let's go feed the boy shall we?"

They regained their composure and walked into the living room where Jared sat, red faced and nervous.

"What's wrong, honey?" Beth said, sitting next to him, patting his leg. "Did Susan work you too hard? Did she drain you dry?"

He looked at her incredulously and shook his head.

"No, I'm just tired..it's late...I'm..."

"Hungry?" Susan said brightly sitting on the other side of him, holding the plate before him. "Then eat some of my special fudgepie with creamy topping, it'll give you energy...you know, to go home to bed with your sexy little wife here!"

"Oh, Susan, stop," Beth said, feigning embarrassment. "Boy that does look good, I'll have a bite."

She reached for the fork but Jared snatched it away, huddling himself over the plate of pie topped with his cum fresh from Susan's ass.

"NO!" he cried out. "Uh, you wouldn't...I mean you're always...uh, saying you don't want to eat fattening food..."

"Oh, a little taste wouldn't hurt," she said in pooh-pooh voice, taking the fork back.

Astonished and helpless, Jared watched his beautiful wife cut a tiny piece of cake he held on the plate with trembling hands, scooping a little bit of his cum along with it and pop it into his mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned.




GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 02



"Mmmm, Susan, soooo good!" she said, smacking her lips. "That topping....interesting, it tastes so familiar..."

"I'll bet it does," Susan sighed. "You've had it before, I'm sure, probably. Just want to suck it all down, don't ya?"

"Mmmm, you bet," Beth sighed, swallowing the tainted mouthful of cum-stained pie. "But it's all for Jared, your little worker bee! C'mon, honey, eat up! Then we'll go home and go to bed...with all that new energy in you!"

The girls laughed and Jared smiled weakly. Then he watched in horror as Beth forked a huge piece of pie, and equally huge dollop of cum, and held it before his face.

"Eat up, baby," she said with a widening of her big brown eyes. "It'll do ya good..."

"Yeah, Jared, eat your...uh, my fudgepie, I went through all the trouble of making it and finding just the right topping," Susan laughed.

He opened his mouth, eyes fixed on his smiling wife as she pushed it into his lips, scraping it off inside and watching him slowly chew, his face bright red from shame and the taste of his own cum on the moist pie. He swallowed with an audible gulp.

"One more, baby," Beth cooed. "And then we'll be going..."

He obeyed, opening up as Beth forked a huge piece into his mouth, his cum still warm on it, sliding over his lips, chewing the gooey wad and gulping it down. A little special icing remained on the plate. Beth scooped it up on her finger and popped it into his mouth to be sucked clean.

"Don't want to waste any!" she laughed. "So delicious!"

"Gosh, Jared, you really like my fudgepie!" Susan laughed. "I'll have to make more for you. And Bethie, you can, too, it's really not that hard!"

"You'll have to give me the recipe, baby," Beth said, standing up. "Dammit, I gotta pee you guys, I'll be back in a few..."

She darted off down the hall as Susan swiveled on the couch to look at Jared.

"You don't have to wait, sweetie," she snarled, standing and flipping up her little tennis skirt while pulling down her panties, spreading her asscheeks and showing Jared her soaked asshole with a plug of his cum oozing out. "Suck it alllll out, baby, eat the rest of my fudgepie!"

"Are you nuts?" he cried out quietly as possible, looking down the hall and then into Susan's cream-stuffed ass. "She's right there!"

"Better hurry, bitch," Susan snarled over her shoulder. "Now put your mouth on my ass and SUCK!"

She grabbed his ears and twisted his head to her ass, ramming his face into those meaty white cheeks. Jared grimaced as he put his mouth over the leaking opening, cringing at the taste and then the sudden flow as Susan grunted and blasted it out. The thick, viscous load was hot, lumpy and tangy, and flooded into his sucking mouth, causing him to swallow repeatedly, cursing himself for having cum so much. He swallowed and smacked his lips, resisting the urge to throw up, and sucked harder, wanting it to be done. Susan smiled, and quickly fingered her hairy cunt to a grinding orgasm as he finished up, pulling his face away.

"Got some on ya, baby," she giggled, straightening up ad pulling herself together just as Beth re-entered the room, having watched it from around the corner and struggling mightily not to laugh at the site of her husband sucking his cum out of her best friend's asshole.

"Got some of what on ya?" she said as she bounced back into the room.

"More special cream!"Susan laughed. "Found some I'd hidden away and the little devil just couldn't help himself, he just sucked it right down!"

Beth looked at the smear of cum around Jared's lips and smiled, walking up to him and kissing those cummy lips.

"Share, baby," she cooed, licking the cream from them and gulping it down with relish. "Damn, Susan, you make some great cream topping!"

"I do, I do indeed," Susan sighed. "Now you two get on home, Bethie, you look like you need a little something..."

"Oh, I do, I do indeed, Susie girl!" she laughed, taking Jared's hand and leading the sheepish man from the house. 

On the way, she cupped his crotch in her hand and he slapped it away.

"Jesus, Beth, what the hell?"

"Can't help it baby, again I'm soooo horny," she growled, reattaching her hand to his cock, which was getting harder, having started the journey when he sucked on Susan's asshole moments earlier. "Damn, you're ready, aren't you? After I drained you dry not a half hour or so ago? Baby, you're a machine, you ready to go again? Must be Susan's fudgepie, huh? We definitely gotta get you more of that!"

"Not tonight, please, baby, not tonight...." Jared moaned as they approached the house.

"Oh, yeah, tonight, baby," she growled, leading him inside and to the bedroom. "And I got an urge, baby, to take you...in...my...ass! And you'll get to enjoy MY special fudgepie!"

He groaned, and walked into the bathroom to wash his face, looking in the mirror and wondering when the madness would end. Not tonight, he realized, walking back out and seeing his gorgeous wife on the bed, head on the mattress, ass up and wiggling at him.

"Dig in, baby," she hissed, spreading her sexy, saggy cheeks in her hands. "Get me ready..."

He shuffled over and knelt behind his dominant wife, sighing and starting his task, never noticing Beth's cell phone that she'd positioned nearby, Face Time enabled. Down the street, Susan settled into her bed, fingering her pussy, and smiling as she watched the drama unfold. Beth looked up at the phone and winked, moaning as she felt Jared's tongue spear her puckered anus.

"So bad," Susan laughed to herself, settling in for a series of orgasms. "So very, very bad...."



GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 03



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another in a series of two sexy older female friends subjugating one of their husband's to prolonged sexual agony, each taking turns on him separately, with prior knowledge and approval of both!

*****

It had been awhile. Jared welcomed the respite.

His wife, Beth, a beautiful blonde of 61, and her best friend, Susan, equally blonde and beautiful and of the same age, had in previous months worked him over. In a sexual way, that had driven him crazy. Each had seduced him, had their way with him, sucking his cock, making him eat their pussies and assholes, forcing him to fuck them - while the other was in the next room or down the street.

He resisted as best he could, not wanting to betray his wife but forced into sexual servitude by the ever-horny Susan. And not wanting Susan to catch him and Beth having at it, forced into sexual submission by his wanton wife.

Both women took great delight in tormenting him. It was part of their devious plan: Unbeknownst to Jared, both women completely supported each other in the endeavor, having concocted the ruse beforehand. They never told him. They just took pleasure and perverse pride in dominating him sexually. He had no clue of their complicity.

And now it was a warm Saturday and Jared was relaxing at home, reading the paper, watching sports on TV and occasionally helping Beth as she puttered about doing chores. She was looking good doing it, wearing the tiniest of white shorts, offsetting her beautiful sexy old tanned legs. He smiled as she walked around the house, bending over to pick something up, her brown hamstrings flexing in muscle. 

She caught him staring. She smiled, walking up to him.

"See something you like, stud?" she cooed, grabbing his shirt in her strong hands and pulling him in for a kiss.

"Always do, baby," he moaned as she sliced her tongue into his mouth.

They stood making out like teenagers for a few minutes, Jared grinding his hardness into her, when the phone rang. With Susan's distinctive ring tone. He froze, mouth to mouth with his gorgeous wife. She smiled, pulling her tongue from his lips.

"That's Susan," Beth sighed, lapping Jared's face. "Wonder what she wants..."

"Forget it, honey, not now, not now," Jared groaned, trying to press into Beth's middle but forced back as she giggled and pushed him away, picking up the phone.

"What's up, girlfriend?" she asked.

"I'm hoping Jared is, baby," Susan said seductively. "You ready for plan C?"

"Of course I am," Beth laughed, recalling their first two devious encounters.

"Well, tell that loving hubby of yours I have a little furnace trouble, it keeps coming on," Susan said.

"Oh, really, the furnace? In this heat? My, it must be so hot!" Beth said in mock concern, playing out their pre-planned attack.

"So hot, I'm all sweaty and nasty, just the way Jared might not like it!" Susan laughed.

Beth stifled a laugh, keeping her concerned look and adding, "Wow, wonder what the issue is?"

She looked at Jared. Who stood, shaking his head side to side, already knowing what Beth would say next.

"Sure, Jared would be happy to come take a look, honey?" she said, smiling at her stunned husband. "That's what friends are for!"

"Yeah, that and licking pussy and ass and eating their own cum!" Susan roared.

"I couldn't agree more," Beth said, turning away to keep Susan's voice from carrying to Jared. 

They chatted a bit more, Beth mischievously sidling over to her husband and cupping his cock through his shorts as he stood. It had been hard, and was going soft as the women conversed, but now sprang back to life at her insistent stroking.

"No, not at all, this won't be hard for Jared," she cooed, emphasizing hard and looking into his shocked eyes as she worked his dick to full length. "He's always up for helping a friend, Susan, you know that!"

"He's up now, isn't he?" Susan said softly. "You're stroking his dick right now, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, of course, of course," Beth said calmly. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Beth...stop...oh, God, please!" Jared hissed, trying to back away.

Beth pulled him to the counter, slipping up on it and wrapping her long, strong legs around his waist, tugging him to her, pressing her crotch to his. He moaned, unable to stop her.

"Just give him a couple minutes...he's, uh, in a bit of a squeeze at the moment, you know, helping me out," she said, tugging his shorts down and fisting his cock to her hairy pussy after pulling aside her short shorts. 

"You are so, so bad, girl!" Susan laughed softly into the phone. "You're fucking him now aren't you? You're getting him all worked up into a lather before sending him - and that gorgeous cock - over to me? Right?"

"Right," Beth sighed, pulling Jared's full length into her scorching pussy, making him moan loudly and clapping a hand over his mouth to quiet him. "He's almost done..."

She came quickly and wetly, drenching Jared's dick. Her husband thrust into her, balls aching for release and finding none as Beth completed her orgasm and playfully pushed him from her. He stood, dick stiff and wet and bobbing before him, a what-the-fuck look on his confused face. Beth laughed.

"OK, he's on his way, baby," Beth said, slipping off the counter and turning Jared toward the door. "I hope he helps you."

"Oh, he will, sugar bottom, he will!" Susan laughed.

"Are you fucking nuts?" Jared groaned as Beth hung up. "Beth, please, don't leave me like this?"

"Oh, just go on, you'll get relief when you come home, don't you always?" she laughed.

"Can't she call the furnace guy or something?"

"On Saturday?" Beth said. "They'll charge her an arm and a leg!"

Leg. Susan's legs. It's all he could think of now, how strong they were. The last time this had happened, she'd trapped his face in her ass with her powerful thighs and forced him to eat it. He groaned as Beth pushed him toward the door.

"Just go check it out, please, for me. Go on, scoot!"

She escorted him out the door and watched him walk slowly down the street toward Susan's house. The plan was working perfectly: Susan had switched from AC to heat, a mistake simple enough for Jared to find once in her basement. Where the plan called for her to seduce him.

Beth laughed, watching him fidget with his dick, knowing he was trying to will it down. He was, and was failing. By the time he got to Susan's door, it had wilted only about halfway.

He sighed and knocked. She answered it. Jared's jaw drop as the door opened and Susan stood there wearing not much more than a smile, her lush, luscious older-woman body nearly nude, save for a tiny white bikini top and matching thong bottom, her sexy old flesh glistening with sweat.

"Well hello, stud," she growled, grabbing his shirt and yanking him inside.

"Susan, please...not again...I'm begging you, please!"

She laughed and slammed the door, pushing him into it and down to his knees. She advanced on him, legs open, pulling aside her thong to reveal her sweat-matted pussy hair, forking her fingers into the fur to spread her oily lips. Pushing herself into his face, she rode it hard and fast, holding his ears and punching her cunt into his lips and nose.

"So fucking hot, so fucking hot," she moaned, using his face, grinding her hairy pussy into his mouth where he was forced to lick her, dribbling her engorged clit with his tongue. "God, it's hot, I'm so sweaty and ripe! Aren't I Jared? You like the smell down there?"

She laughed a dark laugh as Jared sputtered in her crotch, his trembling hands clutching her dimpled white ass, the flesh soft and supple and coated with sweat, the meat of it slippery in his grip.

"Susan...please...can't breathe!" he begged.

"Then make me cum, bitch, and I'll let ya breathe!" she shrieked.

She came hard on his face, holding it tight to her gushing quim, fucking it, slamming her insatiable, hairy pussy into his sucking mouth, banging his head off the door as she thrust her hips back and forth. When she was done, she backed away, peeling off the thong and top and offering Jared her hand. He groaned, standing up and feeling himself melt into her as she hugged him close and lapped her cum off his face.

"God, Susan, please...this is nuts..." he groaned as she reached between them, stroking his dick as she slid her hand into his shorts.

"Downstairs," she growled, turning to walk away, leading him by the dick.

It was hot, stifling hot, and Jared followed blindly, his body already gone soaking wet from the oppressive heat. Downstairs, she snapped on the lights and let Jared walk to the boiler.

"See what you can do, stud," she laughed, yanking his shorts down and cupping his ass as he tried to twist away.

He found the switch and groaned.

"For fuck's sake, Susan, you had it on heat, not AC!" he said in disbelief. "Why...how did you...Jesus Christ..."

"I was doing laundry, I dunno, maybe I bumped into it, who knows?" she said. "Really? It's that simple?"

"Shit yes," he sighed, flipping the switch. "That should do it. Might take awhile to get the heat out of here, but ..."

He never finished. She'd spun him around and fallen backwards, his shorts still around his feet, his cock hard before him, right into a pile of dirty laundry by her washer and dryer. With expert precision, she yanked him down atop her, that stiff dick spearing her wet cunt and going balls deep in one fluid motion. She snapped her muscular old legs around him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his face to her salty, sweaty tits.

"Fuck me, baby," she groaned, swiveling her hips, working him deeper inside her twitching cunt. "Fuck me...finish your job, stud, fuck me!"

"SUSAN!" he screamed, trying to pull himself from her tit and pussy prison and failing, succumbing to the scorching heat of her snatch as she worked the muscles to milk his dick. "Oh, fuck...Susan..please...not again...fuck..."

"Fuck me, baby, fuck me," she hissed, directing his moaning face all over her sweaty tits, his mouth sucking each thick brown nipple. "And then blow your load in me...and eat...it..out!"

He froze. She'd made him eat his own cum before, as had Beth, and the prospect of doing it again was daunting. He forced himself to not think of how good her pussy felt, and tried to ignore his nuts aching for release.

"No...no please...not that," he moaned, lapping at her sweaty tit flesh as she squeezed harder with her muscular old legs, his ribs aching from the pressure.

"Cum," she hissed, pulsating her cunt walls on his dick, milking him, working them up and down to coax his load into her. "Cum in me, baby...cummmmmm..."

She snapped out an orgasm just as he was about to, giving himself over to the impossible situation in the humid heat of Susan's basement, plunging into her with her filthy laundry all around. As she came, she grabbed a pair of fetid panties, ripe and raw, and twisted the crusty crotch out - and right into Jared's face, rubbing his nose with her scent and stuffing it into his mouth, clamping a hand over it to keep it in place. His eyes met hers, rolling over white in the sockets as he felt his balls knot and throb in pre-orgasmic longing.

"Taste my cunt and ass, baby," she hissed. "Taste it on my filthy panties!"

"Oh...FUCK!" he screamed into her panties as he worked his way toward orgasm.

"Susan! Jared! Are you down there?"

Jared froze, his orgasm stifled, his balls swollen and aching. Beth had come over and was now working her way toward the basement door. They could hear her footsteps on the floor above them. Susan giggled, pulling the soggy panties from his mouth and pushing herself off him.

"We got company, baby," she laughed, standing up and quickly pulling on a top and pair of tiny shorts from the dirty laundry pile. "Better get decent!"

Jared groaned, standing and yanking up his shorts, his impossibly hard dick sticking down the leg. As he heard the door open, he stumbled to the furnace, facing away and pretending to examine it as Beth made her way down the creaky stairs.

"Everything OK?" she asked as Susan sorted laundry.

"Yes, of course, Jared seems to have fixed it, as you promised!" Susan laughed, walking to Beth, who gave her friend a wink and they both watched the sweaty Jared at the furnace. "Isn't it, Jared?"

"Yeah, yeah, she, uh...she accidentally switched the thing here..." he mumbled nervously, unable to turn around as his cock stayed stiff in his shorts.

"He's handy, that's for sure!" Beth said. "Well, I'm glad that worked out, I just came by to see if I could help."

"Well, keep hubby company for a bit, I gotta go get some more dirty clothes up in my room!" Susan said, darting up the stairs.

Jared still faced the furnace but heard the shucking of clothes behind him. Slowly, he turned. Beth lay back in the pile, legs spread, hairy pussy glistening with sweat. She smiled, curling a finger at him.

"C'mere stud," she hissed. "And get licking!"

"Beth, are you nuts!" he said in forced whisper, looking up the stairs.

"We'll hear her," Beth snarled, impatiently reaching up to grab him and twist him to his knees, scissoring his face to her soaking wet quim with her rugged old thighs, locking her ankles and squeezing hard. "Now EAT MY PUSSY!"

Jared obeyed, unable to extricate his face from Beth's punishing thighs, lapping through the hair and sucking her clit, which always made her cum fast. She groaned, rolling her head side to side in the pile of dirty panties and bras and socks, quivering her thighs on his face as she neared orgasm. He sucked harder, faster, his dick hard in his shorts again as he oralized his sex-crazed wife in the steamy hot basement of her best friend.

The insanity of the moment was overpowering, making him dizzy and then realizing it was the lack of oxygen doing it as Beth's thighs squeezed harder. She cupped his head in her hands, pulling herself into a half crunch, eyes closed, biting her lip as she powered her cunt to his face, soaking it with her orgasmic gel.

"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" she grunted in low snarling growls, cumming on his mouth and squeezing so hard with her relentlessly crushing thighs she nearly knocked Jared out.

The floor above creaked as they heard Susan run down the stairs from her room to the basement door. Beth quickly unlocked her thighs from Jared's head and stood, pulling her shorts up and winking at her husband.

"Straighten up," she whispered, and then eyeing his stiff dick in his shorts, "and sit down and hide that thing, for God's sake!"

He plunked down into a nearby chair near the washing machine just as Susan waltzed downstairs, dropping more clothes at his feet and smiling.

"Hey, you two," she said cautiously, eyeing their sweaty faces, Jared's wetter than his wife's. "Just what have you two been doing down here? Jared, you're a mess, so sweaty..."

She bent over and looked at his face, laughing and picking up a pair of panties to wipe his mouth and cheeks. He pulled away, aghast.

"I'm fine, Susan, I'm fine," he stammered. "Just...it's hot down here, that's all..."

"Shit, I forgot, gotta make a business call," Beth suddenly said, giving Susan a wink out of Jared's eyeshot. "Only be a few. Jared, come upstairs, it's gotta be cooler up there by now."

"Oh, no, Jared's gonna give me a hand with," Susan said, "uh, with my laundry? Aren't you Jared?"

"He never gives ME a hand with laundry, how rude!" Beth said in mock indignation, running up the stairs.

"Jesus Christ, Susan, this has to stop!" Jared groaned, head in his hands.

"It will," Susan snarled, peeling off her short shorts and walking behind the seated man, suddenly pulling his head back and straddling it, scissoring his neck in her thighs and burying his face inside her sweaty ass cheeks. "When you're done eating my asshole!"

"MGMLFFF!" he screamed, a muffled cry in her meaty, wrinkled butt.

The smell was overpowering, ripe and raw, as her hairy asshole opened around his nose, taking it deep inside, her thighs clamped tight to his neck, holding his face in place. She groaned, twisting her hips, rubbing her sweaty cunt on his chin, grinding herself off. She leaned forward, freeing his dick from his shorts, stroking it rapidly. Jared groaned in the suffocating heat of her punishing ass as she jerked him.

"Lick it, baby," she cooed. "Lick my stinky asshole!"

He had no choice, slicing his tongue into the gripping ring of her sticky, wet asshole, burying it as deeply as he could, driven by a mounting passion courtesy of Susan's relentless hand. She stroked it harder and faster, twisting her small fingers around the head and pulsating them on the sensitive underside. He moaned, clutching her scissoring thighs in his hands, pulling at her ass to gain some air as he plunged his tongue deeper inside.

"That's it, baby, that's it," she cooed. "C'mon, deeper, eat that dirty asshole deeper...feels good doesn't it, my hand on your dick! You're gonna blow aren't ya, baby, you gonna cum for my hand while you suck out my tasty asshole!"

She leaned over more, her delicious ass stretching around his face, making him strain to keep his tongue inside the clenching hole. She smiled at his efforts to satisfy her, using both hands on him now, one mauling his swollen balls, the other jerking him hard and fast, his copious precum lubricating her slender fingers as they worked his dick head.

He felt his balls work toward their release, twitching in their sacs, and he let out a low, guttural growl into the suffocating wet heat of her ass. Playfully, she wet one of her fingers and slipped it into his ass, knuckle deep, making him wince in pain that gave way to pleasure as she tickled his prostate.

"That should do it, stud," she laughed, fingering his ass harder and faster.

They heard Beth's voice nearing the stairs, saying "Yes, will do, I'll send those forms a little later today. Thanks again."

Susan giggled and freed Jared's soaking face from her scissor hold and ass smother, and he frantically pulled his shorts up over his leaking dick as Susan pulled her shorts on just as Beth trotted down the stairs.

"Work, I swear, it never ends," she sighed. "And how's the work coming down here? You two kids behaving yourselves?"

"What? What, don't be...silly, she was...we...laundry," Jared mumbled, sitting in the chair and trying not to look his wife in the eye.

"Honey, you're a mess, your face, it's all...wet and sticky, this is ridiculous," she said dominantly, taking his hand. "Upstairs, now, let's get you some water. Susan, do you mind?"

"Not at all, baby," Susan cooed. "You take care of your little hubby here, I'll finish loading the machines and come up and join you."

Beth led Jared upstairs and plopped him onto the living room couch, standing before him, hands on hips.

"Now then," she snarled, pulling the crotch of her shorts aside and straddling his lap, freeing his dick and fitting it to her furry chasm. "Where were we?"

"God, Beth, no, no, no!" he groaned, head lolling side to side as she rode him hard, taking him swollen-balls deep into her hairy pussy. "Goddam...Susan's right...oh fuck...oh fuck..."

"Don't cum yet baby, save it for later, I'll be VERY angry if you cum and don't save it for later," she growled, lifting her top to bury his moaning face into her sweaty tits, suffocating him. "Not yet..."

He cupped her madly flailing ass in his trembling fingers, massaging the soft, white flesh, caressing every sag and wrinkle, trying not to think about how good it felt. But it did, it always did and now he found himself thrusting up to meet her downward strokes, his balls aching from being teased for so long. He was about to cum, when they heard Susan's footsteps on the basement stairs.

"Shit," Beth growled, pulling off and straightening up, sitting on Jared's lap and mischievously pulling his cock into her, around the crotch of her shorts, pulling a blanket over her lap just as Susan appeared.




GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 03



"AC is working great," Beth laughed. "Too great, it's chilly in here now, Jared's keeping me warm!"

"Yeah, I can see that," Susan laughed. "Get a room, you two! God, it's so nice to see you both so in...lust after all these years! I wish I could find me a horny man like that!"

"Oh, Susan, you will, you will," Beth giggled, pulsating her cunt on Jared's dick, making him moan. "You just have to know where to look!"

"You did, that's for sure," Susan sighed. "I'm so jealous...hey, how about sharing with a friend, huh?"

"Susan! You're so bad!" Beth laughed, winking at her friend.

Jared was going nuts. Beth was slowly, very slowly, pulsing her muscular pussy walls on his dick as it was buried inside her, and trying not to cum, listening to them talk as if nothing were out of the ordinary and Beth's best friend wasn't in the room as they covertly fucked three feet away. He had his hands on Beth's hips, squeezing them a bit to indicate he was about to blow.

"I'm sorry, Jared, am I too heavy?" she asked with concern. "Want me to get up?"

"NO!!" he cried, a bit too emphatically, then adding, "No, hon, it's fine, it's fine..."

"He's still so sweaty!" Susan said, jumping up. "Lemme get you some more water, hon."

She grabbed the glass and went to the kitchen. Beth swiveled off Jared's lap, his wet dick slapping his thighs. She laughed.

"Better hide that, baby," she cooed. "And thanks for saving your load for later..."

He moaned, and stuffed his dick back into his shorts. Susan returned with the water.

"Poor baby," she cooed as he drank. "Damn, it is chilly in here, I can see why you two were canoodling!"

"Be right back, gotta pee," Beth announced, dancing off down the hall, and calling back, "Feel free to warm up with Jared, he doesn't mind!"

"No...fuck, Susan, NO!" he cried in a hoarse whisper as she smiled and sat on his lap, pulling aside her shorts and reaching for his cock.

"Oh, baby, you're still hard!" she laughed, fisting the thick shaft to her pussy and pulling the blanket over her lap. "Did your wife do that to you? Or is it me, baby? Is it me?"

She bounced up and down on his cock, making him groan in pre-orgasm. Moments later, Beth returned, and Susan sat still, smiling, pulsing her pussy on his imprisoned dick.

"Well now, don't get TOO cozy, girlfriend!" Beth laughed, sitting in a chair across from them.

"Of course not, baby," Susan cooed, smiling at Jared, whose face was beet red and sweaty. "Poor boy, I think he's a little too warm!"

"Well, a beautiful woman on his lap will do that!" Beth laughed.

They chatted away aimlessly, their words muted and hollow in Jared's ears as Susan continued to torture him with her pussy, milking the walls on his trapped cock, teasing him. She'd lean forward on occasion, hands on her knees, pulling herself from him wetly, the chilly air filling the gap and cooling his cock before she'd sit back and bury him in her heat again.

It was driving him insane. His balls ached, swollen and needy, and he yearned for release to ease the pain, but fearing it, not wanting to make too much noise as he shot his load. He could only sit and sweat and be fucked, thinking of anything else to take his mind off his situation.

"Jared, you're still a mess!" Beth suddenly said. "Honestly, what's wrong?"

Both women turned to look at him. He smiled sheepishly.

"Nothing, nothing at all," he shrugged, gulping. "Thirsty...Beth, would you..."

"Of course, honey," she said soothingly, running off to the kitchen.

The second she disappeared, Jared pushed Susan off his lap, tumbling her to the couch, his cock springing free that he quickly stuffed away.

"Goddammit, Susan, enough is fucking enough!" he growled quietly as she giggled and pulled her shorts back over her furry wet slit. "Are you fucking crazy? This has GOT to stop!"

"Jared," she snarled, leaning over to brutally squeeze his balls. "I do NOT like that tone of voice!"

"But..but...this is crazy, it has to...stop!" he squealed.

"What has to stop?" Beth called out just before coming into the room, giving Susan time to release Jared's balls with a warning scowl.

"This...sweating...I feel...damn, sick or something..."

"Well, we should get you home, then, I'll take care of you, I know just what you need, baby," Beth cooed, sitting next to him.

"Don't go yet," Susan said, darting off to the basement. "Just gotta switch the wash to the dryer, be right back!"

Beth smiled - and slipped a hand up Jared's thigh, under his shorts, freezing when she felt his dick, rock hard and slick.

"Jesus, Jared, what the fuck?" she said, feigning anger. "You're so hard! Did...did Susan sitting on your lap do that to you? Answer me, dammit!"

"No, shit no, of course not, honey, I was still...hard from...with you..." he babbled.

"Yeah, well, she better not have felt it sitting on your lap, Jared, she just better not have!"

"Beth, silly, you're being silly!" Jared gushed with too much enthusiasm, scaling back to "Nonsense...just nonsense..."

"It's her legs isn't it?"Beth growled. "I admit she's got great legs, and I know how much you love my legs...that's it, isn't it, Susan's great legs? They make you hard? Is that it, her legs give you a hard-on? Right?"

"No, no, no, no," he stammered. "No!"

"I hope not, baby," she said, squeezing his balls, making him groan in pain. "You do NOT want to make me angry, believe me, because you know what MY legs can do to you!"

Her squeeze turned into a stroke, her hand pistoning up and down his dick under his shorts, she smiling at him seductively, dominantly.

"You gonna blow baby, you gonna cum for my hand?" she cooed, slipping it out of his shorts leg and bending to lap the precum oozing from the tip and then up to thrust it into his mouth.

"Shit, Beth...oh fuck..yes, PLEASE let me cum!" he begged.

"Dammit!" they heard Susan cry out from the basement. "Jared, can you come down her a sec? I gotta jammed washer, I need your help!"

Beth sighed and stopped, stuffing his dick back into his shorts and shrugging. He groaned, eyes wide open, begging.

"Later, baby," she sighed. "Go on. Go help Susan with her washer. But that better be ALL you do down there, understood? Stay away from those legs! If you EVER want to cum again, that is!"

"Fuck," he growled, pushing off the couch, feeling his dick swish around in his shorts, puffing them out a bit to hide it.

"And that better not be hard when you get back, Jared, it just better not be hard!"

He gulped and gamely tromped downstairs, where Susan waited, the lid to the washer open, pointing inside. He looked in and sure enough, there was a knot of wet clothes around the spindle. He bent over inside and started tugging the wad free - as Susan yanked down his shorts, hit her knees and thrust her face into his ass, madly tonguing his hole.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" he cried out. "Jesus Christ, Susan, no, no!!"

She laughed, continuing to rim his ass, and reaching around to stroke his dick before standing, slamming the lid shut, pressing against his ass. She hit the buttons, and the washer spun into rinse cycle, the machine vibrating madly - right against his cock, which was pressed against the machine as Susan pressed him to it.

"Like that baby?" she cooed, now slipping a finger into his ass and reaming him, finger fucking his asshole, making him groan. "Not touching it myself, sugar, letting my washer do the work!"

"Fuck no, fuck no, fuck no," Jared said with a tremble as the machine worked him toward impending release. "Goddammit...gonna...fucking...cum..."

Susan pulled her finger from his ass, spun him around and gripped his dick in her strong hand, brutally squeezing the head, staunching the flow, but not before one long, thick rope of spunk shot out. She capped the spurting dick with her mouth, feeling the stringy strand of cum practically fill her cheeks. She giggled around it, as his body shook and trembled, reacting to the sudden constraint of orgasm.

"No...fuck no...please..." he babbled as she stood and snowballed his cum into his mouth, tongue plunging inside to swish around the cream and then sucking it back into her mouth before shooting it back to his, her eyes wide open and confident, locked into his, wide open and terror filled.

"Hey, what's going on down there!"

"Better get back to wifey, stud," Susan laughed, slapping his ass as she pulled up his shorts over his cock, which wilted only slightly from the minor release. "Before she suspects..."

He trundled slowly upstairs as Susan did more laundry, Beth on the couch, a stern look on her face. She reached out and grabbed his dick, which mercifully had wilted a bit on his long, slow walk, and from the painfully truncated orgasm Susan had just wrenched from him.

"Got some serious sorting to do down here, kids, you behave up there!"

Beth smiled. And threw her long, strong legs over his lap, pinning him to the couch, reaching for his cock.

"Beth, for the love of God..."he groaned.

"Shhhh, shhh," she cooed, fitting him inside her and bouncing up and down. "Take it...take it like a man...show me you get hard for me, and not Susan and her legs! Feel mine, baby, feel MY legs around you!"

He buried his face into the creased folds of her lovely neck, suckling the flesh of it, tasting the salty meat of it, thrusting into her, anxious to cum to relieve the throbbing ache in his long-denied balls. She pounded down, meeting his thrusts, ramming a tongue into his ear.

"Not yet, baby, don't you cum yet! I'm warning you..."

"But...Beth...I...I...oh shit!"

She felt the first ribbon of cum corkscrew from his cock, splashing inside her and angrily dismounted him before the second could find its way out, clamping her fingers tightly around the purple head and squeezing brutally hard, wringing its neck, cutting off the impending flow of cum. She glared at him angrily, his face a mask of horror and frustration as she strangled his dick harder.

"Fucker," she growled. "I warned you..."

She stood up, peeling down her shorts. A pearly gob of cum welled at the hairy entrance to her pussy. She spread her thighs, grabbed his head and forced him to his knees.

"Eat that cum before it dribbles down my thighs and embarrasses me!" she snarled, ramming his face between them. "Suck it up!"

He groaned and obeyed, the metallic tang of his cum sharp on his tongue as it speared the furry lips and dug into his wife's creamy hole. She cooed, swiveling her hips, grinding her clit to his nose as he slurped out the single shot of sperm he'd deposited there.

"Make me cum, baby, make me cum," she hissed, fucking his face harder, ramming her sopping snatch to it.

She did, holding his ears, pushing his head back and then straddling it, bending him backwards and scissoring his head into her quivering thighs, grunting out a quick orgasm, soaking his face with her juices and what was left of his. She unlocked her legs and he fell back on the floor, dizzy from her leg lock, cock wilting just a bit but quite unsatisfied.

"Warned you about these legs, honey," Beth giggled. "Now get up and get yourself together!"

"Feeling any better?" Susan said, coming around the couch as Jared sat down next to his wife. "God, you look dreadful, you better get home and let Bethie take care of you!"

"Oh, I will, I will," Beth said, casting a look at Jared.

They chatted away, Jared trying to ignore the scorching case of blue balls the two sexy older ladies had given him, teasing him by stopping his orgasm over and over. Beth sat on one side, Susan on the other, legs crossed, the sight of their silky limbs driving him mad.

"Oh, and Susan," Beth said, leaning over Jared to talk to her friend. "Jared told me something rather interesting a little while ago. He thinks you have fantastic legs! Didn't you, Jared, didn't you say that?"

"No, no I didn't, you said, you said it, you put words in my mouth!" he protested.

"Awww, Jared that's so sweet!" Susan laughed, thrusting her legs out straight and locking them together, tensing the amazing muscle beneath that silky, tanned skin. "Damn, I do have some leg, huh? But so does Beth, honey, Beth, you have incredible legs yourself!"

"Yeah, they're not bad," Beth sighed, locking her legs out straight, too, Jared's feverish eyes darting at them left to right and back again, knowing the sexual power of both pair. "Honey, who has the better legs?"

The question hung in the air for a split second before Jared came to his senses and blurted "You, honey, of course!"

But it was too late. That slight hesitation was enough for Beth.

"Well, that took you long enough to say, baby," she said with a growl, leaning over to Susan and adding, "I think we need a little test, don't you? A test of legs?"

Jared groaned. Both women stood, giggling, dancing from foot to foot before him, those calves knotting in muscle, thighs quivering fleshily and then flexing into hardness. Which caused his. His balls never ached more as Beth and Susan paraded around the room, playfully presenting their sexy legs for consideration.

"Feel mine!" Beth said, backing up to Jared on the couch. "Go on, feel those calves, feel how muscular they are!"

He did, with trembling hands, his dick rock hard again in his shorts. They were thick, smooth, powerful. She shook his hands away and Susan took his place.

"Now mine!" she laughed. "Feel MY calves!"

He almost blew his load the second he touched them, as silky smooth as Beth's but just a bit more muscular, thicker, harder.

"Who's are better?" Susan asked, looking over her shoulder.

"Beth's!" he cried out.

"Oh, that was a little too forceful, Jared, don't bullshit me!" Beth snarled, bumping Susan away and standing before him. "My thighs. Feel. My. Thighs."

He looked up at her, then down at her nut-brown thighs, slightly wrinkled and fleshy but hard beneath it. He cupped his hands around one thigh, massaging it and groaning at the firmness, then the other.

"Pretty strong, huh?" she laughed. "Susan, you're next."

"No, that's ok, Beth, your legs are better, I swear!" Jared babbled.

"Now, now, feel MY thighs, Jared, fair is fair!" Susan laughed.

He looked at Beth, who nodded her approval and his hands came around Susan's right thigh as she stood before him. Indeed, it was larger, harder, more muscular, as was the other as his trembling fingers kneaded the flesh of it.

He groaned, an imperceptible, involuntary groan, a reaction to Susan's incredibly supple thigh. And just loud enough for Beth to hear.

"Oh, really?" she snarled, slapping his hands away. "Susan, I think he needs to take the ultimate leg test."

"What's that, honey?" Susan asked innocently, knowing full well what she meant.

"Well, Jared and I have a little playful game we play," she said, sitting on the couch and shoving Jared to the floor between her spread legs. "Well, a game I play, Jared isn't that crazy about it, but I get him between my thighs, like this..."

Jared watched helplessly as Beth's tanned thighs lifted around him, closing around his face, her slender ankles and feet locked together, the unmistakable pressure of them on his jawbones and neck, squeezing slowly.

"And squeeze," she growled, intensifying the pressure a bit. "I put him in my scissor hold and punish him. Think this is something you could do, Susan? Wrap your sexy legs around my husband's head and squeeze?"

"Oh, hell yeah!" Susan said brightly. "Not a problem."

"Good, good," Beth cooed. "Now time it. Time how long it takes for me to knock him out!"

"No shit, really, you can knock him out in your legs...in your scissor thing?" she asked, feigning innocence while recalling the times she scissored Jared's head in her powerful thighs.

"Oh yeah," Beth hissed. "Start NOW!"

She thrust her legs out straight, the flesh of her thighs quivering and then flexing into steel bands around his head and neck. He screamed in pain, tapping her legs madly, signaling his submission.

"No submission, baby, not this time," she snarled, squeezing harder. "This time, you go OUT!!"

"Shit, Beth, his face, it's all blue!" Susan laughed, kneeling to watch her friend work Jared over. "Damn, you're strong!"

Jared felt his fingers and toes tingle, a sure sign of impending unconsciousness, and then he went dizzy, into a dream state. He vaguely felt Beth's locked feet plunk down on his hard cock, rubbing, making him feel like he'd cum in seconds. But then his eyes rolled over white and his hands slipped off his wife's thighs, his body gone slack.

"Wow!" Susan cried, looking at her watch. "30 seconds!"

Beth smiled, unlocking her legs, Jared slumping back against the couch. 

"Fuck, this is the best part of the plan!" Susan laughed, slipping behind Jared before he came around. "Think I can make him blow?"

"I'm counting on it, baby," Beth laughed. "I loosened him up by rubbing my feet on his dick. Poor boy is SO gonna explode when you put those legs to him, I know it! Shhh, he's coming around..."

He woke in a daze, looking left to right, Susan's slack thighs inches from his face. He moaned.

"No, Susan, please...please don't..."

"Lock and load, baby, lock and load!" Beth laughed as Susan slammed her bigger, more muscular thighs around Jared's head and twisted her feet together. "GO!"

It hurt like hell, hurt worse than Beth's scissors and almost instantly the tingling returned to his fingers and toes, and he went dizzy. But then her heels just brushed his throbbing cock in his shorts and he lost it. He knew he was going under and tried desperately not to cum, but he did, with a loud groan, body trembling, as his balls finally emptied, his cock erupting, soaking his underwear and shorts as Susan's thighs quivered from squeezing so hard. He went out cold.

"Knew you could do it, baby, you really DO have better legs!" Beth laughed, helping Susan stand up after she unlocked her vise grip thighs and let Jared roll to the floor, asleep.

He came around moments later, blurry eyes focused on the leggy pair before him, engrossed in conversation. A pre-planned one he knew nothing about.

"Beth, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize..." Susan said.

"It's OK, Susan, not your fault, it's just that he," she growled, looking at her now conscious husband with the huge wet spot in his shorts, "he has no self control. He's pathetic. And he WILL be punished!"

"Beth, please, I...I couldn't...it just..." he groaned, sitting up and feeling the clammy coolness in his groin.

"Yes, you couldn't, it just, blah blah blah," she mocked him, yanking him to his feet. "Admit it, you love Susan's legs more than mine!"

"No, no, don't be silly, I...it's just...I..."

"Let's go, Jared," she snapped, pushing him toward the door and turning to wink at Susan, who could barely contain her laughter. 

They walked silently down the street, until she turned to growl, "How COULD you embarrass me like that? Cumming? In your shorts? With Susan's thighs squeezing your head?"

He started to speak but nothing came out. He had no defense. He couldn't tell her what happened, how Susan, for quite some time now, would seduce him, blow him, make him fuck her and eat her and bring him to the edge without release. He shrugged a simple "I'm sorry," and continued to walk.

"Well, you got chores left to do, buddy boy," she said, turning to walk down their driveway, Jared watching her muscular calves flex as she walked before him up their steps. "Including laundry. And cleaning your filthy cum out of your shorts!"

Inside, she shut the door, pushing him against it and mashing her mouth to his, ramming her tongue inside and peeling down his shorts.

"With your...mouth, baby," she cooed, kicking his cum-soaked underwear and shorts up to her hand, holding the messy material to his face. "With your mouth..."



GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 04



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another in a series of two sexy older female friends subjugating one of their husband's to prolonged sexual agony, each taking turns on him separately, with prior knowledge and approval of both!

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Jared snoozed on his commute home on the train, never an easy thing to do at peak times with elbow-to-elbow seating. But he dozed as best he could, hoping Beth, his wife, would remember to pick him up.

He'd left his car at the shop the day before for necessary buy annoying repairs. Jared always parked in the commuter lot and hated relying on others for rides, especially Beth. She was very busy in her real estate job and he didn't like imposing. But of all the rides he could get, he looked forward to hers the most. At 61, his wife was still a knockout, a lithe, lean, very sexual blonde who turned him on more than any woman possibly could.

Except, as it had happened recently, for Susan, Beth's best friend, also 61. For awhile now, Susan had taken to seducing Jared - in the same house as Beth or other uncomfortable proximity - teasing him relentlessly, blowing him, fucking him, all with Beth a room or two away.

And worse, at those times, Beth, when Susan was out of the room, did the same to him. All he knew, was it was driving him nuts. All he didn't know is that it was a continuing devious plan of the interminably sexual grannies.

Jared's train squealed into the stop and as he stepped off, his cell chimed with a text notification. He looked at it at the same time he tried spotting Beth's car in the long line of others waiting for their passengers.

"Honey, I'm so sorry, but I had something at the office I had to do and can't make it..."

Jared groaned, stopping in his tracks, dropping the hand with the phone to his side. A burly man looking at his own cell phone bumped into him from behind.

"Christ, buddy, pay attention," the man groused, walking around him. "Stay off the fucking phone while you're walking."

"Yeah, sorry," Jared said without sincerity.

The phone chimed again.

"But don't worry, I had Susan come get you. Be nice to her, she's doing us a HUGE favor!"

He groaned again, for vastly different reasons. Just then he heard a horn honk and looked down the row of cars. There was Susan, looking gorgeous as always, standing in the sun roof of her Beemer, smiling and waving. Her tits, in her low-cut sun dress, shone in the bright late-afternoon light.

"Hey baby!" she cried out. "Over here!"

Jared stopped and looked and considered phoning a cab, but then shambled over to the car. Susan sat down, opening the passenger door. Jared nervously slipped in. She smiled, and leaned over to grab his hair and plant her lips on his, forcing her tongue halfway down his throat.

"Jesus Christ, Susan, please!" he protested, breaking the kiss as she sat back and laughed.

"S'matter baby, can't handle me?" she giggled, slipping her skirt up her supple, tanned thighs, drawing his gaze. "Can ya handle these?"

He groaned again. The last time they were together, at Susan's house where he'd gone under the pretext the girls worked out to fix her furnace, the afternoon ended with she and Beth taking turns putting Jared in scissor holds with their thighs to see who could make him pass out quickest. In Susan's last turn, he'd lost control and cum in his pants, much to his wife's chagrin and anger. 

He looked at those thighs and remembered the pain and pleasure. Susan saw the look.

"Wanna get in there again, baby, for a quick squeeze?" she laughed, slapping her meaty thighs together with a fleshy clap and locking her feet, the muscles in her amazingly strong legs bulging beneath the smooth, tanned skin. 

"No, please!" he said, looking away. "Let's just...drive, ok? And...well, thanks for the lift..."

"Oh, lift it will be," she sighed, roaring out of the parking lot.

They drove in silence until they got on the highway, Jared nervously awaiting whatever she would do, and he imagined she would do something. Whenever they were alone, she did, and sure enough once on the open road Susan suddenly reached for Jared's hand, pulling it between her thighs despite his struggle to stop her. She stuffed his fingers into her hairy, wet pussy - she was wearing no panties.

"Oh for the love of God, Susan, please!" he moaned as she forced his fingers into her dripping hole.

"Just finger me baby, that's all, small price to pay for a ride," she laughed releasing his hand with hers and closing those thighs around it. "I swear, that's all I want...then you'll be back with the wife, she can finish you off..."

He sighed and fingered her, his right hand in her trembling thighs, leaning awkwardly over the low console to do it as she continued to drive, moaning more loudly as his index and middle finger sawed in and out of her cunt, his thumb diddling her clit. He worked hard, anxious to get it over with, trying to ignore the throbbing boner he was now sporting and hating himself for it.

"This won't do," she said, pulling his hand out and keeping her eye on the road as she grabbed his hair and pulled his head down. "THIS will!"

She lifted her right thigh and slipped his face under, draping the meaty hamstring over it and pinning him to the seat, his face conveniently right at her hairy pussy. He couldn't believe how quickly she'd imprisoned him and his back ached from the twisted position he was forced into. He opened his mouth to protest and she slithered forward a bit, burying his face sideways in her hirsute, musky snatch.

"Been a long day, baby, don't mind the smell," she giggled. "Now lick...lick it, lick my pussy!"

"But Sus..." He tried to say before she pressed her thigh down harder, crushing his head and punching her hips forward, forcing her hairy pussy into his mouth.

He had no choice but to snake his tongue out, skewering her soaking-wet hole and now she lifted her other leg, sliding him in closer, pinning his head with the backs of both thighs. Her foot came off the gas in the awkward position, but she just used cruise control to keep going, weaving in and out of traffic fluidly.

"Christ...Susan...can't breathe..." he groaned from the prison of her legs and pussy. "You'll...fucking get us...killed!"

"Then tongue fuck me baby, and get your job done!" she laughed.

He did, the best he could, and now with one hand Susan played with her pussy, her cunt tightening around Jared's plunging tongue, her juices soaking his face and running into his mouth to be swallowed down. She was close, he felt, as the hole gripped his tongue more tightly and she swiveled her slim hips, grinding against his trapped face.

He couldn't hear much with his left ear trapped under her ass, the other against the seat, but did hear the unmistakable deep blast of a semi next to them, followed by Susan's laugher.

"Got an audience, baby," she hissed. "Here ya go buddy, have a good look!"

Susan's thighs were slick with sweat and one slipped off his face just enough for his left eye to catch sight of her tits, which she was baring for the horny trucker, pulling her top down, the big meaty orbs bobbing into view. The trucker blasted his horn again and Susan laughed, accelerating away and down the road.

"Almost there, baby, keep lickin', keep fuckin' lickin' my hole, baby, that's it..."

She came quickly, and wetly, pressing her meaty thighs shut over Jared's face, suffocating him and jetting her thick woman cream from her hairy pussy and coating his face. He struggled to breathe and feared he'd pass out when she finally stopped her orgasmic throes and released him. He sat up, sputtering, panting for air and desperately wiping his face off with his hands.

"Jesus CHRIST, woman, what the fuck!" he screamed.

"Oh hush, you love it, you know you do," she snarled. "Know how I know?"

She suddenly reached for his stiff cock in his dress slacks, twisting it painfully, making him wince in pain. She laughed.

"That's how I know, baby," she cooed.

Her painful gripped turned softer now as she slowly stroked him in his pants, making him groan, his protests growing weaker.

"Oh, by the way, I'm not taking you home," she said, unzipping his pants and popping out his dripping dick, her small, bony fingers encircling it expertly. "Going to wifey's real estate office, she said to drop you off there since it's on the way, and she didn't want to inconvenience me. Isn't that sweet of her? She said she's the only one there, everyone else left, so it'll just be you...and her...and well, maybe me..."

"Oh, God, Susan, please," Jared moaned, unable to resist her proficient stroking, which was getting faster and faster as they drove. "God, please...we're only...shit, a few minutes away...you can't...leave me like this..."

"Well, then," she hissed, slowing her hand, rubbing her fingers over the oozing precum to lube it up and stroking him again. "You better cum quickly, we only got a few minutes!"

"God, Susan, no..please...don't...oh shit..." Jared mumbled, looking down at her amazing hand slowly jacking him, the sinewy flesh of her tight forearm dancing under tanned skin. "Please...finish me!"

"Three minutes I'd guess, you better focus, baby!"

She toyed with him mercilessly now, slowing her strokes when he was close, speeding them up again, back and forth until his balls throbbed. 

"You know, if we time it right and you cum, you'll make a mess all over your black pants and then what will Beth think when we walk into the office?" she teased, agonizingly slowing her strokes, barely touching his dick with the ring of thumb and forefinger, grazing it on the way up and down, slower than ever. "Maybe it's best you just walk in with a boner! Whaddya think? Your choice, stud..."

"Oh fuck oh fuck...don't...don't make me...please just..." he babbled, totally confused as what to do, looking around for a tissue or paper towel or napkin.

It was a moot point as Susan aimed her car off the highway, Beth's real estate office within sight. She sighed and pulled her hand off Jared's soaking cock, holding it to his mouth and laughing at his protests as she wiped her pre-cum stained fingers into his mouth for cleaning. He quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants and down his legs, trying to hide it as best he could as Susan pulled into the lot and turned off her car.

"Let's go, lover," she cooed, lifting her skirt to flash her wet cunt at him, making his cock throb harder. "Wifey's waiting!"

"Great," he moaned, knowing what could and likely would happen.

She went up to the door, and jiggled the handle. It was locked. But Beth appeared and opened it ushering her inside, leaving the door slightly ajar for her husband. She went back to her desk, looking out the window as Jared very slowly made his way up the walk.

"How's the plan working, baby?" Beth laughed, leaning on her desk in her very short black business skirt, her own gorgeous legs beautifully displayed, her high-heeled shoes making her muscular calves bunch noticeably.

"Like clockwork...oh, make that COCKwork!" Susan laughed.

"Oh you're so bad, hell, WE'RE so bad!" Beth roared. "Now, get into the bathroom for a few, hurry, the poor stud is coming in!"

"Gotta pee!" Susan announced just as Jared walked in, winking at him and sashaying off down the hall to the toilet.

"Hey, hon, sorry for the mix up...Jesus, Jared, what's wrong, you're all sweaty, you look a mess!" Beth said, walking up to her husband who stood slightly bent over to hide his hard on. "What..why are you standing like that, is it your back?"

"Yeah, the train, you know, not comfortable and sometimes..you know..."

"Poor baby," she said, wrapping her arms around him for a hug. "Well, we'll get you home soon as I finish up. Then I got just the thing for...what the FUCK!"

She'd reached for his dick, the way she always did to tease him with the promise of hot sex, rubbing it until it got hard. But now it already was. Very hard. She pulled away, glaring at him, her hand still at his crotch, but now lower, squeezing his balls. And not in a good way.

"What the FUCK, Jared?" she hissed, looking over his shoulder toward the bathroom. "What the fuck? You're hard? From what? Goddammit it, from ...being with Susan in her car? From Susan's legs in her little dress, is that it? The sight of Susan's legs did this to you?"

"No, no, no, I swear, honey..oh shit, that hurts, please," he begged trying to pull away from her tightening grip. "It was...the train ride...I was sleeping and sometimes guys you know, get hard...sleeping..."

"Oh, and the half hour car ride, were you sleeping then?" Beth scowled, squeezing harder, feeling his dick droop from the pressure of her hand on his nuts. "Or was it from looking at Susan's legs? Goddammit, Jared, the last time, when you came in your pants from her legs, from her thighs scissoring your head! It's her thighs, isn't it, that what got you hard?"

"NOOOO!" he howled as she gave him one brutal squeeze and let go, backing away as she noticed Susan coming down the hall, winking at her and making it all she could do not to laugh. "That's not it!"

"What's not it, kids?" Susan said, waltzing into the office and plunking down on a nearby desk, skirt riding high on those amazing thighs.

"Oh, nothing, just a little...family dispute, about chores, he's always saying he doesn't have time to do them," Beth said coolly. "We'll settle this at home later. Won't we, Jared? We'll make sure you squeeze in some time for chores, right?"

She emphasized 'squeeze', making Jared wince as he looked at her long, muscular legs. Beth looked at Susan, both winking at the other.

"Dammit, I forgot, I got a call to make, business, client's a prick so I gotta placate him," Susan said, looking at her watch. "Haven't got time to get home. Mind if I go use your conference room, hon? For privacy?"

"No, Susan, not at all, down the hall, you know where it is," Beth said, pointing that way.

"Thanks, babe," she said, rushing off, cell phone in hand. "Could be awhile, maybe 10-15 minutes, this guy's long winded. That OK?"

"Sure, sure," Beth said. "Hell, we're the only ones here, not like anyone's gonna walk in on you, take your time, I got stuff to do anyway."

She disappeared. Jared looked at her go, calves flexing as she strode down the hall, and then turned back to his wife who sitting at her desk, shuffling papers.

"Honey, please, I swear...it's you, it's always you, you, you know, excite me, all the time!" Jared said by way of deflecting suspicion with the words his lovely wife always liked to hear, rubbing her shoulders and kissing the back of her smooth neck.

"Oh," Beth cooed, standing and walking him over to a nearby waist-high counter where the office 'fridge and microwave were, giving him a hug, pressing against his still stiff cock. "You always know what to say, doncha?"

He smiled weakly as she palmed his cock, and then slowly unzipped him. His eyes went wide, looking over her shoulder down the hall toward the conference room. Beth popped his cock out and slowly knelt before him.

"Oh God," he groaned as her expert mouth encircled his throbbing cock. "God...Beth...but Susan..."

"Shhh, shhh, stud," Beth cooed, slurping pre-cum from the dick head before stroking him into her hot mouth. "You heard her, she'll be 10 minutes anyway. And from the feel of this puppy, I don't think this will take that long..."

"Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkk," he moaned as she sucked him down her throat, one hand on the base, the other around his aching balls.

She was right, he knew, no one gave blowjobs like Beth. Except Susan, he quickly remembered. Now the thought of either one of them working on his cock quickly brought him near the bursting point. He looked down the hall trying not to get distracted, as Beth's tiny but proficient hand stroked his wet dick in and out of her mewing mouth.

"Oh...Oh...OH FUCK!"

He was just about to blow, when the door to the conference room opened and Susan strode down the hallway to the counter separating the hall and bathroom area from the main office where the desks were. 

"SUSAN!" he cried out, to give his wife warning. "You're done...sooner..."

"Yeah, I kept it short," she said, stopping at the counter, unable to see what was going on just over the other side. "Where's Bethie?"

"Uh...the...the uh...bathroom, she's in the bathroom," he said as Beth twisted her hand around his cock to staunch the flow of cum about to burst forth, slipping it back into his pants and looking up at him with a smile, touching her lips with her fingers in a shushing motion. "Yeah, the bathroom..."

"Oh, OK," Susan said. "Hey, look at this, Beth's all over these!"

She turned to look at placards on the wall, awards of achievement the office had won, several of Beth's among them. As she was turned away, Beth stood, slapping Jared on the ass and scurried away to the far corner of the office, taking a different hallway to the bathroom.

"You're a mess, babe," Susan laughed, coming around the counter to embrace the shaking man and nail him with a deep, wet kiss, palming his stiff dick. "Fuck, you're still hard! That from me, baby, from my car ride handjob? You better get that taken care of before you cum in your pants..."

He swore he would as she jerked it now, tonguing his ear and grinding her pussy into his side. Jared couldn't move, frozen in place, scared and confused and way more than a little horny. They heard a door slam down the hall and broke their embrace, Jared bending over and backing up to sit in his wife's chair just as she rounded the corner.

"Jesus, you look like shit, what's wrong?" she said, walking up and feeling his head. "Damn, you're warm. I'm almost done here, we'll get you home..."

"And take care of him," Susan finished. "Right, babe, you'll take good care of him won't ya?"

"Always do," she said, patting Jared's sweaty face and winking.

"I gotta go to the bathroom," he groaned nervously, starting to stand.

Beth bent to kiss him and whisper in his ear, "Don't you DARE jerk off in there stud, you save it for me for later. Got it?"

He nodded, gulped and shuffled off down the hallway, hands in front to hide his relentless boner. When he was gone, the two sexy older women burst into laughter.

"Oh, God, this could be the best one yet," Beth roared.

"And it's just started," Susan said, walking up and hugging Beth. "Meanwhile..."

"Mmmm, it's been awhile for us, hasn't it, me and you," Beth cooed as Susan nuzzled the creamy salty flesh of her neck wattle, moaning as her friend suckled the soft meat. "God, we gotta get together more often like this..without Jared!"

"Oh, we will, lover, we will," Susan moaned, running her hand between Beth's thighs and fingering her oily slit. "God, you're soaked! Here, here's a quick warm up..."

She knelt and stuffed her face into Beth's pussy, groaning and licking through the matted fur and slobbering over her pussy, running her tongue up and down the salty slit and sucking on the thick nubbin, making her best friend scream with pleasure. And before Beth could cum, Susan stopped, standing up with a smile.

"Oh, you teasing little bitch!" Beth laughed.

"Hey, I learned from the best," Susan giggled, walking past Beth and slapping her ass as she walked toward the bathroom. "Now let's keep this thing going!"

Jared leaned over the sink, washing his face, willing his hard on down when he heard the slight knock. He shot back up, looking in the mirror, water dripping off his nose.

"Yes?" he said weakly, not sure what he'd hear.

"Open up, stud," Susan hissed, knocking again. "Beth's on the phone, will be for awhile. Now open the door. Now, Jared!"

He groaned, walking to the door slowly and turning the handle. Susan burst in, locking it behind her, and grabbing Jared's shirt, ramming her lips to his and her tongue into his mouth, backing him to the stall of the unisex bathroom. Once there, she wasted no time.




GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 04



"Fuck me, stud," she hissed, freeing his hard cock from his pants and turning to hike up her dress, exposing her insanely sexy, milky white ass, the flesh creamy and smooth.

"God, Susan please don...oh FUCK!"

She reached between her thighs to fist his dick to her furry cunt, pulling him inside in one stroke, sheathing his cock into the velvety grip of her pussy. She leaned forward, hands on the toilet seat and slammed her luscious ass back and forth, pounding into Jared's cock. He just stood, frozen, watching her do all the work, his bloated balls slapping off the meaty planks of the backs of her muscular old thighs.

"Don't cum yet, baby, I'm almost there...oh fuck...UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" she grunted, fingering her slit as she fed her insatiable cunt to Jared's quivering cock.

"Please...Susan..oh fuck..gonna..."

They both heard the knock, freezing in place. Susan looked over her shoulder and giggled, slowly pulling Jared's dick from her soaking pussy and turning around as Jared anxiously stuffed himself back in his pants.

"Honey, you OK?" Beth called out from the other side of the locked door.

"Yeah, yeah, just fine, just fine," he warbled weakly as Susan playfully cupped his ass and reached around to stroke him in his pants until he slapped her hand away. "Be out in a few..."

"Open the door, honey, just want to make sure you're ok," Beth said insistently. "C'mon now, open the door."

He turned to look at Susan, who shrugged and pushed him out the stall door, sitting on the toilet and drawing her legs up so Beth wouldn't see her feet when she walked in.

"Go on!" she hissed quietly. "Before she gets suspicious!"

"Be...be right there, honey," Jared said, walking out of the stall and making sure the door swung shut behind him. 

He tried willing his raging hard on down and succeeded just a little as he nervously unlocked the door. Beth stood there, smiling, Jared looking over her shoulder.

"Susan's at Tremblay's across the street, that clothing store she loves," she hissed, backing him into the bathroom. "You know how she loves to shop..."

Beth pushed her way in, kissing him and backing him toward the stall. Desperately, Jared steered her the other way, toward the adjacent sink. Beth broke the kiss and smiled.

"Oh, so you wanna do me, is that it?" she laughed, leaning on the sink counter and hiking up her skirt, tugging aside her tiny thong, her wet, copious bush exploding into view, her sexy little clit poking it's slimy head through the fur. "Get busy, baby..." 

"But Beth, what if..."

She shot out a foot, slamming into his balls, knocking him to his knees where she expertly and quickly clamped her sexy tanned thighs around his neck, scissoring his face to her dripping quim, draping her locked calves over his back. She squeezed, grinding her sex to his face, and he moaned from the pain of her clutching thighs.

"I said get busy, baby, you owe me," she snarled, pulling on the back of his head and thrusting her cunt into her trapped face. "Don't worry about Susan, she shops for a long time...and I locked the bathroom door to be safe. Now eat that pussy, stud, make your wife cum!"

Jared groaned in pain, feeling the tight adductor muscles of his wife's inner thighs rope into hardness, squeezing his jawbones and neck, crimping his carotid arteries and slowing blood to his brain. His eyes watered against the pain and he felt his extremities tingle, a sure sign her squeezing thighs were about to knock him out.

"Pleeesh...schtop...squeesshin..." he slurred in a drunken-seeming moan as he fought unconsciousness and continued to lick his wife's dripping snatch.

"Almost there baby, almost there," Beth groaned, looking down at her husband's blue face and draping her short skirt over it. "A little more..."

She looked over at the stall where Susan stood on the toilet seat, looking over the partition, smiling as she watched her best friend near orgasm, her crushing thighs locked on her husband's moaning face. Beth smiled and curled a finger at her and Susan dropped down, slowly and quietly walking to her.

Beth slipped her meaty thighs up and over Jared's ears, deafening him and pulling Susan's mouth to hers. The two best friends made out like teenagers now, moaning into each other's mouths, tongues wrestling inside, stabbing down their throats. Susan slipped Beth's top down, fisting her creamy tits, tweaking the nipples to the point of pain, making her friend moan loudly into her mouth.

"Make me cum, baby, make me cum," Beth howled looking at Susan, breaking the kiss and offering her the creamy sexy folds of her neck wattle, which Susan attacked with her mouth, suckling the salty flesh. "GONNA CUM!!"

And she did, as much from Susan sucking her neck and twisting her nipples as from pounding her cunt against Jared's face hidden under her skirt. She came hard and squeezed harder, her muscular old thighs trembling from the scissoring effort, the flesh quivering as she drenched his face and knocked her husband out cold in her leggy grip.

"Wow," Susan whispered, licking her way up Beth's neck to her lips, kissing her madly. "You scissored him out! Damn, girl, you got some strong legs! Like me!"

They kissed a moment more before breaking, Susan giggling and walking out of the bathroom. Beth relaxed her lethal legs from Jared's neck and held him in them, gently tapping his face until he woke up.

"What the..." he groaned.

"Sorry, baby, I got carried away and squeezed ya out!" she laughed, lifting the groggy man to his feet and kissing him. "Just wanted to show you why my thighs are WAY better and stronger than Susan's!"

He froze at the mention of her name, looking nervously at the stall. Beth straightened herself out, turning to the sink for a moment. Jared shuffled to the stall door and looked in, relieved to see Susan not there. He stepped inside, having to pee, his hard on mercifully gone away.

"See ya in a few baby," Beth said, walking out. "We'll be home soon where...we'll take care of you!"

"Can't wait," Jared groaned, taking a leak and hitting the sink again to wash his face clean of Beth's creamy orgasmic gel.

He walked out to the office moments later. Where Susan sat. Alone at a desk, her strong thighs spread, her bushy pussy flashing at him. She smiled.

"Where's...my wife?"

"Shopping," she laughed. "Told her about my trip there and you know her, she just had to go find something for herself."

"How did you get...did you..." he mumbled.

"I'm quiet, you know that, very stealthy," she laughed. "I watched you eat your wife's hot pussy and then snuck out while she was cumming - and squeezing you asleep! Woman's got some strong legs, Jared. But not as strong as mine. You remember MY thighs, doncha babe?"

She slammed them together, making him jump at the sound of the flesh slapping flesh and sight of the jiggling meat firming into muscle as she locked her ankles. 

"Over here," she snarled, pointing under the desk, the one back to back with Beth's. "Now."

"Please... Susan...please don't..."

Like Beth had, Susan shot out a leg, catching his balls, bending him over. She grabbed his hair and twisted, forcing him under the desk where she pulled her chair up close and fit his face to her soaking wet cunt, slamming her thighs around his neck and squeezing.

"Make me cum, bitch," she snapped. "Just like you did wifey!"

He groaned, palming the thickening muscle of Susan's slim thighs, feeling the hardness in his hands, the tight insides of them compressing his neck the way Beth's had. He lapped as best he could, spearing her hot cunt, stabbing his tongue inside. Susan growled, twisting her thighs tighter and tighter, mashing his nose to her clit.

"Who's got stronger thighs, baby?" she snarled, looking under the desk at his face going blue in her leggy vise. "Me or the wife?"

He could only groan and lick and fight sleep again as Susan's merciless thighs tightened their grip on him. She was about to cum when the door opened. And Beth walked in. Susan groaned, and shuffled in tighter to the desk, to hide her licking slave.

"Hey, great store!" Beth said, walking around Susan to sit at her own desk that was snug against the one Susan was at. "Where's Jared?"

"Oh, he went looking for you, the little love bug, missed you!" Susan laughed, pulsating her locked thighs onto Jared's face.

"Yeah, he's a good man," Beth said, winking at Susan who pointed down under her desk, suppressing a giggle. "He's pretty attentive."

"That he is," Susan sighed.

"And a definite leg man, I gotta say," Beth smiled. "And not just mine."

"Oh, Beth, stop," Susan laughed.

"No, honestly, he seems so smitten with your legs honey, and I can't say I blame him," Beth continued, licking her lips at Susan. "I got great gams, I know that, but you...well, they're great, too. And strong! My God, you knocked him out at your house that time, remember, our little test of leg strength!"

"So did you, hon, so did you?" Susan smiled, eyes fluttering now as she neared orgasm, her thighs scissoring harder around Jared's head under the desk. 

"Yeah, but you made him cum, you little bitch!" Beth laughed. "And yeah, it wasn't your fault, you just got hot legs and Jared's a leg man, but damn...that was quite an afternoon, wasn't it?"

"Sure was, old friend," Susan laughed, biting her lip as her cunt flowed around Jared's trapped head.

"What power you have, it was something," Beth continued, leaning up now over her desk. "Making him cum like that..."

She knew Susan was about to and now crept slowly and quietly over her desk and the one Susan sat at, smiling as her friend approached. Beth tugged down her top as she attached her mouth to Susan's, French kissing her deeply and wetly, then running her tongue down her wattle, sucking the meaty folds of it, and then attaching her mouth to Susan's nipples.

Susan came, quietly, trying not to give herself away to Jared between her thighs, tightening her legs harder, squeezing with intensity, bathing his face with her cunt juices. Beth felt her friend's hot body tremble as she came, and heard the faintest groans from under the desk. She sucked Susan's titty harder, biting the nipple, making her cum all the more juicily.

"Take him out," she whispered, popping her sucking mouth off Susan's thick nipple and tonguing her ear. "Scissor the bad boy out cold like I just did!"

Susan groaned quietly, squeezing harder, cumming more intently, as Beth's mouth reattached to her nipple, chewing it now. Her cunt gushed forth, drenching Jared's face and she brutally tightened her scissoring thighs harder around him. In seconds, she felt him go slack in her grip, out cold under the desk.

Beth giggled quietly, sitting back at her desk and both women giving each other a thumbs up.

"Wow, he's really out," Susan sighed, looking under the desk to where Jared slumped to the floor after she released her death grip legs. "I did a number on him, poor baby."

"He loves it, you know he does," Beth laughed. "Now, let's keep going. Be back soon."

She left the office and Susan reached under the desk to revive the slumbering slave, pulling him out and standing him up. He stood on shaky feet, head swimming, looking down at Susan - who tugged his pants open and started sucking his cock.

"Oh fuck, Susan, please!" he begged. "Where's..."

"Shopping, where else?" Susan giggled. "Now, c'mere..."

She dragged the reluctant man over by the office's front windows, with a clear view of the store in question across the way.

"I'll see her if she comes out," Susan said, sitting Jared in a chair and straddling it, impaling herself on his stiff dick. "Now fuck me good and be quick about it or I'll take you back in my thighs again and knock your sorry ass OUT!"

She bounced up and down on his thick shaft, pulling her top down to smother him in her fleshy tits. Jared sat still, unable to move as Susan did all the work, jamming herself tight onto him and now twisting her hips sexily side to side, milking his dick, pulsating the tight walls on it and drawing him close to orgasm.

"Dammit Susan," Jared moaned, sucking the salty, sweaty flesh of her heaving tits, trying desperately not to cum. "Please...slow down...please..."

"Gimme your load, stud," she hissed, pinching and relaxing her fierce pussy muscles on him, drenching his balls with her flowing cream. "Cum for me baby...gimme that hot cum..."

Just outside the window, hidden by tall bushes, Beth watched, smiling, holding a small bag with Tremblay's label on it, a purchase she'd made earlier in the day, giving Susan a thumbs up, which Susan returned with a grin, still trapping Jared's face in her sweaty tits. She fucked him a moment longer and then suddenly stopped.

"Fuck, she's leaving the store, Jared!"

"WHAT!" he cried out from the suffocating clamp of her boobs. "Please...stop...or make me..oh fuck, Susan!!"

He groaned as she pulled off, his wet dick bobbing free, standing and straightening herself out, winking at Beth at the window, who slowly made her way to the door. Jared quickly stuffed his dick in his pants just as she opened it and waltzed in.

"Hey kids, behaving?" she laughed, walking over to where Susan sat at a desk and pulling out a floral blouse. "Like it? It was on special."

"Ohhhh, I love that, I must've missed it!" Susan smiled. "They still open?"

"Yeah, take a walk over, they had others," Beth laughed. "But don't get one just like this, we don't want to wear the same thing!"

"Oh, silly you, we share all the time, you know that!" Susan winked at Jared as she left the office.

Beth walked over to him slowly, looking out the window - to where Susan hid in the same bushes, giggling. She straddled Jared in the chair and sat, reaching down to unzip his pants. Luckily for him, he'd gone half soft by this point but his dick sprang up fully again as his wife's expert hand worked it up and down, smiling down into his sweaty face.

"Poor baby, I got you so worked up, you're a mess," she hissed, now fitting his meaty dick to her furry cunt and slowly sitting on it until she took him to the balls, making him groan with pleasure. "Guess this can't wait 'til we get home..."

He thought he'd cum the second she impaled herself on his cock, and he wasn't far off. Within 30 seconds of Beth's tight pussy quivering around his cock, his balls erupted, much to her delight, as she ran her fingers into her slit to cum herself. She felt the thick cream jet inside her, flooding her pussy and then ground to a stop, looking down at him.

"Damn, we made a mess, baby!" she cooed, slowly pulling off and standing on spread feet, his cum matted in her thick pubic hair, a giant wad of it welling at her hole, and a thin stream running down the smooth interiors of her strong thighs. "Better get busy cleaning me up!"

He looked at it, and up at her, shaking his head.

"Please...Beth, not that...please..." he groaned.

"Hurry up, dammit, before it leaks out onto the rug, they just replaced it and how am I gonna explain the big stain tomorrow if your cum runs out of me!" she snarled, grabbing his hair and pulling him to his knees. "EAT THAT CUM!"

Susan's eyes bugged wide at the sight. Beth, a sly smile on her face as she looked at her friend, leaned back against a desk and pulled Jared's face to her dripping quim, lacing those sexy thighs around his head and scissoring him in place. He screamed in pain as she squeezed, and groaned with disgust as she undulated her creamy cunt, making the cum flow into his mouth like a sticky river. He gulped desperately, swallowing the combination of his cum and hers, as she quivered her powerful thighs on his ears, grinding his face to another quick orgasm.

"Oh shit, here she comes!" she lied, winking at Susan. "Under the desk! Hurry!"

He couldn't disobey, especially as she tugged his hair and forced him underneath, sitting and re-scissoring his face to her dripping cunt just as Susan walked in. 

"Hey hon, gotta run, I forgot I left my dinner simmering on the stove!" she called out, winking at her friend. "Hey, I got an idea! Why don't you join me, you and Jared, there's plenty! Where is he by the way?"

"Oh, in the bathroom, poor baby's not feeling well," she smiled, feeling the rest of Jared's cum leach out of her hairy hole and into her husband's mouth. 

"Something he ate maybe?" Susan said, barely suppressing a laugh.

"Oh yeah, definitely, probably something he ate," Beth sighed, squeezing her thighs around Jared's head. "You know him, he has a sensitive belly sometimes, he just has to develop his taste a bit more!"

"Well come on over, he'll love what I got for him," Susan said with a lascivious wink before leaving. "See ya!"

She watched her go and finally released her headlock on her husband, who crawled out from under the desk, his face a mask of sweat, cum and fear.

"No...please honey..just want to go home..." He groaned, standing up as Beth got up to lick his face clean.

"Now, now, Susan's a friend, a single friend and enjoys the company," she said, walking to her desk to tidy up. "And besides, she did do us a favor giving you a ride from the station."

Jared could only watch his sexy wife get her briefcase and walk out ahead of him, her luscious legs flexing in muscle as she went. He followed, obediently.

"Trust me babe, it'll be worth your while," she laughed, escorting him out of the office and locking the door. "Susan's a great cook. You're gonna love whatever she feeds you, trust me..."



GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 05



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another in a series of two sexy older female friends subjecting one's husband to prolonged sexual agony, each taking turns on him separately, with prior knowledge and approval of both!

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Jared woke up early to get ready for his business trip. He hated traveling, the logistics, the plane rides, the boring meetings that were always part of the deal, but he tried to make the best of it.

He showered and came out of the bathroom, naked, where his wife, Beth, was stirring. She rolled over, the blankets rolling off her delicious 61-year-old body, and Jared's cock stiffened.

It always did with Beth. And in recent months with her best friend, Susan, another knockout 61-year-old blonde who had taken to seducing and sucking and fucking him in dangerously close proximity to his wife.

He tried to stop her repeatedly, but his resistance was weak, as weak as Susan's resolve - and sexual abilities and powerful aging body - were strong.

He now looked at his wife waking up, stretching out, her naked body taut, her beautiful boobs pulled firm on her chest, and his cock went rock hard.

She smiled as it grew. For her. She curled a finger at him, beckoning.

"Let's take care of that, shall we?" she hissed as he shuffled over and she hoisted his meaty dick in one hand, lapping the tip, making him shiver. "Just so you don't get any funny ideas while you're away..."

"Well, it's only one night, meetings today and I'll be home tomor...Oh, God, Beth, you know I'd never...oh GOD BETH!" he groaned.

She worked his dick down her throat in one sweeping gulp, fisting his shaft, pumping it until he was fully in. Her magical tongue washed over it, up and down while it was imbedded in her throat, her bright eyes pointing up. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she sucked back on the length of it, slurping as it exited her pretty, slightly wrinkled mouth, and then suckled on the oozing cap.

"Fuck...oh, damn...gonna..." He grunted.

She giggled and slowly stroked his wet dick now, curling her small, proficient hand around it, just the way he liked it. She added her other hand to the equation, cupping his hanging balls, squeezing, coaxing him along.

"You wanna cum, baby?" she cooed, lapping the drippy tip, savoring the precum. "You wanna see me eat all that hot...sticky...cum?"

"Oh...fuck...YES!" he screamed, his nuts boiling over.

And then nothing. No mouth. No hand. Just a smile looking up as he looked down in disappointment and frustration.

"What...God, Beth...don't stop!" he wheezed, thrusting his dick at her in the empty air between them.

"Nope!" she said playfully, bouncing off the bed, naked, running to the bathroom and returning with a pair of her dirty panties from the laundry basket. "Gonna make you want it, baby..."

"But I do I do I do!" he groaned, watching her tuck the panty into a zip-lock baggie and seal it up. "What the hell?"

"Tonight, lover," she cooed, walking to his suitcase and stuffing the baggie into a small front pocket. "Tonight at 8, you call me, video call, and I'll get you off like you've never gotten off before! While you smell and lick these!"

He cocked his head at her and then drooped his shoulders, sighing. He loved her little games, he really did, but they often left him with a scorching case of blue balls. Like now. But he knew there was nothing he could do and that she would indeed follow through on her promise.

"OK, OK," he said resignedly, starting to dress, his dick wilting.

She laughed, and dressed as well, both of them going downstairs. He looked at the clock.

"OK, we better get going, you're giving me a ride to the airport, right? You know I hate parking there, it's so damned expensive," he said.

"Oh, right that," she said casually. "I forgot, I have an early meeting today, I remembered last night after you went to sleep. But don't worry, Susan's got the morning off, she'd be happy to give you a lift."

Jared's heart sunk and raced all at once. He knew any time alone with Beth's best and sexiest friend spelled trouble.

"Damn...well, let's not put her out, I'll just take my car," he said uncertainly.

"No, Jared, that's stupid, let Susan...you don't like her very much, do you?" Beth asked pointedly.

"What? No, no, I love...I like her, she's great, honestly," Jared mumbled.

"Yeah, I know she is," Beth growled, walking up to him and dominantly squeezing his nuts in his pants, making him groan. "Especially those legs, huh? Need I remind you of that day we were comparing leg strength and she and I took turns squeezing your head in our thighs and you CAME in your fucking pants while she scissored you? I'm STILL pissed about that!"

"OUCH! Please..Beth...I told you, it was nothing...I didn't mean to...dammit, woman, my balls, stop, please!" he screamed as she pumped her little hand on his nuts.

"Baby, if I EVER find out you and Susan...well, let's just say THIS!" she growled, accentuating the last word with a vicious nut squeeze, "will be NOTHING compared to what I'll do to your balls then!"

She let go and he slumped into a chair, Beth smiling and laughing darkly.

"Oh, here she is!" she said brightly, looking out the window.

"Great," Jared mumbled to himself, standing up and feeling the residual ache in his balls from Beth's squeezing and earlier blowjob start to diminish.

"Hey, kids, hey Jared, you ready to roll?" Susan chirped, bounding into the kitchen.

She looked good, Jared thought, really good. It was a warm day and she wore a flowery little sundress, revealing those long, muscular legs. Beth looked at him looking at them. And then winked at Susan.

"You better go, baby, and do have a safe, productive trip," Beth growled, walking to her husband and giving him a long, wet kiss. "Go on now! Thanks, Susie, I really appreciate it."

"Oh, my pleasure, believe me," Susan laughed. "You sure you don't want a few more minutes alone? From the looks of that kiss..."

"Oh, stop, run along you two," Beth laughed, escorting them out the door. "And behave yourselves!"

"What fun is that?" Susan laughed, Jared tromping along behind dragging his suitcase and carryon, his eyes watching the sexy blonde's muscular calves flex as she darted down the steps to her car.

He tossed his stuff in back and climbed in and prayed nothing would happen. He didn't have long to wait to realize his prayer had been dashed.

"Oh, GOD, Susan, really!" he cried out as the second the car was out of sight of his house, Susan's probing right hand latched onto his dick and balls. "For cryin' out loud!"

"Oh, shuss, you know you love it when I stroke your cock!" she laughed, doing just that despite Jared's fidgeting in his seat trying to get away from her.

"Dammit, Susan...Beth already thinks...she's still pissed about that time you did that thing to me in your legs...and I came...Oh, God, please stop," he babbled as she pumped his dick to quick life.

"Oh yeah, that was fun, me scissoring your head in my thighs and you shooting your load like that!" Susan laughed. "She's still pissed about that? Too funny."

"Susan..please...no..." he groaned, pushing into the door as hard as he could trying to dissuade her, and failing.

"Honey, a little hand job ain't gonna hurt you, you're hard as a rock for my hand!" she laughed. "C'mon, you can't go through security with that big hard weapon, can you?"

"Susan...please...," he moaned, unable to fight the mounting orgasm. "I'm gonna...oh, fuck, PLEASE don't make me cum in my pants again!"

He realized how ridiculous that sounded the second he said it, and the humor of the situation was confirmed by Susan's roaring laugh. And her insistent stroking.

"Well, OK, if you say so," she sighed, pulling her hand away. "But someone's getting a hand job on this ride, and if it isn't you..."

She spread her freckled, solid thighs and hiked her skirt up. Jared groaned, looking into the gap, Susan's thong lost in the hairy folds of her damp pussy.

"Oh, fuck...no, please...I...I..." he groaned.

She reached for his left hand, pulling it to her cunt and hissing, clamping her thighs around it.

"Jerk me off, baby," she growled, squeezing his left hand tightly. "Go on, get me off! Hey, I'm giving you a ride, you owe me!"

"OK, OK, fine," he moaned.

He kept his eyes forward, trying not to think he was finger fucking the dripping wet cunt of his wife's very best friend. But the heated fluids coating his fingers made him realize he was, along with Susan's mounting moans and twisting hips. He stuck three fingers in her now, eager to get her off and done with it, to keep her happy and make his raging hard-on go away.

"Almost there baby...keep fingering that cunt! Oh, fuck, yeah..."

She came with a squeeze of her quivering thighs, soaking his hand and the thong she was still wearing, writhing and trembling, her body shaking. Jared screamed.

"For God's sake, Susan, pay attention!" he cried out as she swerved the car in traffic, cars honking at her.

He went to grab the wheel, but his left hand was still scissored in her clamping thighs, so he reached for it with his right, steadying the car's forward motion as she laughed. Finally releasing his drenched hand from her cunt, she took the wheel.

"Thanks, babe," she laughed, lifting his hand to his lips for him to lick.

"Fuck, Susan, really?" he said disgustedly as she forced her slimy fingers into his mouth before he spit them out. 

"Mmmm, that's tasty!" she laughed, pulling her fingers to her own mouth and lapping them lustily. "I don't know what you're bitching about, Jared, this shit is like nectar!"

She wriggled out of her thong and held it up to Jared's astonished eyes. He could smell the pungency of them, and see the glistening dew that soaked it.

"Sniff?" she laughed, as he shook his head away.

"Oh, well," she giggled, tossing them into the back seat.

She laughed and kept driving as Jared grumbled in his seat, fighting to will his boner away. By the time they got to the airport, he had. She pulled up to departures and he quickly got out of the car.

"Oh, hon, can you go grab me one of those alternative newspapers over in that rack?" she asked, leaning over and pointing to the stand of free papers by the door. "I love reading that stuff, sometimes they have hot sex articles in 'em."

"Good God, woman," he groaned, and obeying, looking around furtively and hoping no one would see.

She spun in her seat, leaning into the back. And pulled out a baggie, into which she sealed her foul, wet thong, giggling as she slid it into the same pocket that contained Beth's. He came back to the car, tossing the paper inside and opening the back door, pulling his stuff out.

"Uh, thanks for the lift, Susan," he said weakly, leaning into the car.

She lunged over and grabbed his ears, pulling his face to hers and nailing him a long, wet kiss that he had to break, pulling back and sputtering.

"You're welcome, baby!" she laughed, scooting back into her seat and driving away as he stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"So far, so good," she said in a text to Beth, with a smiley face that had an extended tongue sticking out of it.

"Great, babes, see you later," Beth texted back.

They had dinner that night, waiting for Jared's call, sipping wine after, sitting at the kitchen counter and laughing over their latest plan to drive him nuts.

"I swear, I almost made him cum in his pants again, jerking him in the car!" Susan laughed.

"Yeah, and that blowjob I gave him this morning, I could feel he was sooooo ready!" Beth added.

"Mmmm, that makes me sooooo horny, baby," Susan cooed, playfully tracing her hand closest to Beth up the blonde's sturdy thigh, the legs spreading, and finding the wet panty between them, fingering it.

"Oh, yeah, me too," Beth moaned, turning to do the same to her best friend, their lips meeting, tongues darting into each other's mouths.

This was a road they'd been down before, many times, unbeknownst to Jared, as was their many plans for driving him nuts. Now they kissed deeply and wetly, groaning into their mouths, turning in their chairs, thighs spread to allow each other's fingers unfettered access to their hairy, dripping pussies.

"Oh, God, I wish he'd not call now," Beth hissed, cupping Susan's head in her free hand, lapping down to suckle the sexy wattle of her neck.

"Fuck, yeah...but this is gonna be good, baby, so good..." Susan moaned.

It was five to eight. Susan broke away from Beth, smiling at her and very slowly getting down under the counter, spreading her friend's strong thighs, slithering her out of her soaking wet panty.

"Good luck with the call, lover," she laughed, lapping her long tongue up each of Beth's delicious thighs, making her friend shiver.

Beth groaned and nearly came the instant Susan's practiced tongue lanced through the matted fur of her cunt and dribbled her clit. Seconds later, her computer chirped. Jared was video calling.

"Here goes," she growled, punching at her computer as Susan worked her cunt silently. "Now be quiet while you eat!"

"Hey, baby," she cooed into the screen where Jared was sitting on his hotel bed.

They chatted for a few seconds, Beth getting more breathless with every secret lick of Susan's tongue out of view of Jared.

"You OK, baby?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah, just getting horny, thinking about you," she purred, putting a hand under the counter, pretending to play with the pussy Susan was eagerly lapping. "Did you unpack yet?"

"No, just got in, long day," he sighed, then gasping as he watched his wife shuck her top and bra, those gorgeous slightly saggy milky white titties coming into view. "Oh God..."

"Strip for me baby," Beth hissed, tweaking her own nipples as Susan giggled from between her thighs, licking harder and faster. "Take your clothes off!"

Jared frantically obeyed, his cock stiff and wet. He put the laptop on the hotel room counter and sat on the edge of the bed stroking his hard cock, watching his wife now lift each of her own tits to her mouth to lap at the thick brown nipples.

"Holy fuck," he groaned, stroking faster.

"Don't cum baby, not yet, not yet," she growled. "You didn't unpack yet?"

"What? Uh, not really...just got in..."

"Go look in the front pocket of your suitcase...now...go on, I'll wait..." she growled, running her hands under the counter top to run her fingers through Susan's silky blonde hair as her friend nibbled furiously at her furry cunt.

Jared obeyed, and to his shock found Beth's panties. And Susan's, from the ride to the airport, amazed that she had worked to put them there so fast. He quickly them back into the suitcase and sat back down with his wife's, opening the baggie and putting his nose to it. It smelled like heaven to him as he stroked his cock with one hand.

"Take it out, smell it, taste it," Beth ordered him.

"God, you're so bad, so bad!" Jared hissed, obeying her, shaking the panty free of the bag and moaning as he held it to his face, smelling her scent, tasting her funky flavor.

"Stroke that cock baby, stroke it, smell me, taste me!" Beth screamed as she watched Jared do just that. "I'm playing with myself, lover, playing with my hot wet cunt, just for you!"

She had her hands below the counter but was gripping Susan's head with them, forcing the sucking face deeper into her gushing quim. Susan groaned, licking harder and faster and feeling Beth's luscious thighs slowly scissor around her sucking face, squeezing her to her dripping cunt. She palmed those rugged limbs, marveling at the smooth, steely feel of the muscles and dug her tongue deeper inside her best friend's milking snatch.

"Cumming, baby, cumming!" Beth howled and meaning it, squirting her thick woman cum into Susan's gulping mouth, squeezing her thighs together so hard Susan moaned, causing Beth to squeeze harder to squelch the sounds coming from her locked legs.

"Oh, God...I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." Jared growled, watching his wife cum as his own orgasm came upon him.

"OH SHIT!" Beth cried out, feigning a look of shock as her eyes darted toward the window. "Fuck me, Susan's here! Dammit! Stop Jared, stop, I'll call you soon as I can. Don't you DARE cum, baby, you got that!"

"But...but...but..."Jared mumbled, reluctantly letting go of his dick.

"Give me a few baby...fuck, I forgot, I gotta make a call to the west coast now anyway, shit, I totally forgot...listen, I'll let Susan in, make the call and then get rid of her. You got that? Now wait for me, baby, you just wait! Do you understand me?"

"Oh...ok," Jared said sadly, watching the connection disappear and his hard on along with it.

"BRILLIANT!" Beth laughed, pulling Susan up from the floor to wrap her legs around her as she stood and the two old friends made out like teenagers, Beth savoring her scent and flavor on Susan's lips. "Goddam, that was SO fucking hot!"

"Mmmm, wasn't it though," Susan growled, lapping down to Beth's creamy, wrinkly neck and suckling on the flesh of it, pumping her hips into Beth's crotch. "Now it's MY turn, baby!"

They kissed for a few more moments before breaking. Susan bent over the counter, and slipped her dress up over her hips, baring her naked ass to her best friend, wiggling the fleshy meat of it at her.

"Oh, you want a little rimmer while you talk, huh?" Beth laughed, slapping Susan's creamy butt and kneeling to part it, nudging her nose to the furry little rectal ring, playfully biting the cheeks as she did.

"You bet I do," Susan cooed. "Perfect position, the poor bastard won't see a thing except my face and titties!"

She pulled down her dress top, her creamy boobs spilling out, and punching in Jared's number n Beth's laptop. He quickly answered and before he realized who was on the screen, blurted "Fuck baby, I'm about to burst here... SUSAN! Oh, for CHRIST'S SAKE!"

"Yeah, it's me, now be quiet, lover, be quiet, Beth's down in her office on the phone, so we got a few," Susan growled darkly, tweaking her tits for Jared's viewing. "Did you unpack yet, baby?"

"Yes, for fuck's sake Susan, you put your panties in my bag?"

"Yup, right next to wifey's I noticed," Susan growled. "She's so naughty, that girl, so very naughty...now get 'em! Get my panties and smell 'em and suck 'em while you jerk off and I play with my pussy...Ohhhhh fuckkkkkkk!"

At that instant, Beth slammed her long tongue deep into Susan's open ass, skewering the tight sphincter and making her scream.

"GOD, that feels so fucking good!" Susan bellowed uncontrollably.

"What...what feels...huh?" Jared asked, confused as he slowly started stroking his cock, watching Susan writhe on his screen.

"Oh, I just...just stuck my finger up my ass, it feels soooo fucking good, you just don't know," Susan moaned, as Beth giggled up her butt, rapidly lancing her tongue in and out, the squishing motions audible. "Now get my thong, baby, and SUCK ON IT!!"

Jared moaned, putting his wife's panty aside and racing to his bag to get Susan's, pulling it out of the plastic container and laying back on the bed, holding it up to his face, too far gone to argue with her. He watched and stroked himself as Susan's face and tits filled the screen, her arm beneath her where, he surmised, she was fingering her hot ass.

"Can ya hear it, baby? Can you hear me fucking my ass! God, Jared, I wish it was your tongue up my asshole, licking it out, suck...suck on it, baby, suck on my ASSHOLE! SUCK IT INSIDE OUT JUST LIKE THAT!!"

She was, of course, talking to the woman whose face was completely lost up her slightly sagging, wrinkled ass, but Jared took it as the orgasmic ramblings of a woman caught up in sexual imagination. He now stroked his cock hard and fast, leaning back and watching Susan's close-up face and tits on the screen. Her pretty face was twisted into a sweaty mask of pleasure, but Jared couldn't know the reason why was kneeling behind her slamming her tongue deeper and faster into that gripping asshole.




GILFS Most Delightfully Devious Ch. 05



He held her very stinky, wet panties to his face, feeling ashamed and guilty for it but not enough to make him stop. He lapped at the still-damp crotch panel, not even minding the random stray pubic hair that found its way onto his frantically lapping tongue.

"You naughty boy, look at you devouring my filthy thong, you love tasting and smelling my cunt, doncha!" she roared, more for Beth's benefit than his. "Look at that cock, so thick...long...hard...God, I want that cock up my ass baby, after you get through sucking it out!"

"Oh, fuck Susan, oh fuck," Jared groaned, completely lost in the task literally at hand, feeling his cock throb in his hand, his orgasm nearing rapidly. "Yeah, baby, sucking your butt...inside fucking out!"

Beth groaned hearing all that and attached her mouth to Susan's pucker, sucking hard, feeling the walls of her rectal ring expand and fill her lips, the muscles extending out in a slight prolapse, and then sucking on the bright red meat of it. She pulled her head back slightly to gaze at the obscene sight of Susan's butt hole poking out until Susan impatiently reached with her hand to pull it back to it.

"I SAID SUCK IT SUCK THAT DIRTY OLD ASSHOLE!!" she howled, as she felt Beth's fingers lance her cunt as she ate her butt ring inside out, her pussy soaking them. "Eat that precum for me baby, suck it off your fingers!"

Jared obeyed, jerking with his other hand, swapping out the one soaked with his clear fluid and lapping it madly, watching Susan's beautiful face morph into pure passion.

"Oh...oh...FUCK!" Jared groaned, feeling his cum about to blow, as he had twice earlier today, one each with the women who were driving him crazy again now.

"Dammit, Beth's getting off the phone, I can hear her saying goodbye, her door's open now, stop, please, stop Jared...don't cum, do NOT CUM!!" Susan hissed.

"But Susan...oh fuck..no...no..." Jared groaned.

"Save it for later, baby, I'll try calling again," she snarled, shaking her ass and knocking Beth's face out of it. "Gotta go!"

She exploded in laughter as she clicked the call close, and turned to watch Beth rolling on the floor consumed by her own laughter, her face soaked with Susan's fluids and ass sweat. Susan dove atop her and they rolled around the floor, wrestling like kids, kissing, groping, feeling and loving every perverse second of it.

"God, you taste like ass," Susan moaned, lapping Beth's face.

"Yeah, your ass, and don't it taste divine!" Beth laughed. "Poor Jared, he must be going crazy!"

"Oh, he is, boy's gonna pop soon," Susan giggled, laying flat with her legs around Beth's middle, pussies grinding against each other's. "Fuck it, make him wait..."

They continued to dry hump for long minutes, each attaining a quick orgasm, knowing Jared was in agony waiting for one of them to call back. They finally broke their embrace and stood.

"C'mon, lover," Beth laughed, picking up her laptop and going down to her office.

She put it on her desk, Susan kneeling and scooting beneath. Beth sat, spreading her lush thighs, Susan licking her legs, starting at her feet and sweeping up her calves and thighs until she nestled her face into that soaking-wet pussy.

"Here we go," Beth groaned, calling her husband.

"God, baby, what took you, I'm about to explode here!" Jared groaned, stroking his dick as Beth smiled, playing with her tits as he watched. "Where's Susan?"

"Watching TV, having her wine," Beth cooed, twisting her brown nipples with one hand, the other cupping Susan's head and pulling her face deeper into her gushing cunt. "Now stroke it baby, stroke it for momma..."

Jared nearly came watching his wife seem to get off, and his orgasm felt nearer than ever, his dick soaking his fingers in precum. 

"Not yet, baby...edge it...edge yourself...c'mon, you can do it...just get it right...right there, baby, right to the edge...yeah, I can see it about to cum for me baby...just like...now...STOP!"

She was right, of course, he was about to pop his nuts and reluctantly pulled his hand away, obeying his sexy wife, but he was one stroke too late. He and Beth watched as one single jet of cum, pearly white and steaming hot, blasted out of his twitching cock and landing halfway up his chest. He groaned, thrusting his hips into nothingness, wanting to cum fully, but only a single dollop of the rest pooled in the eye of his trembling dick. Beth giggled as she watched him squirm, and came herself, fully and completely, slamming her hairy quim into Susan's sucking face, soaking her with her own orgasmic gel.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!! SOOOO GOOD!" she screamed as she came, writhing in her seat, punishing Susan's trapped skull in her crushing thighs, drowning out Susan's painful groans with her own cries of pleasure. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!!"

"Wow," Jared said weakly, watching his wife's powerful orgasm, and looking forlornly at the strip of spunk on his chest.

"Oh, GODDAMMIT!" Beth snapped, suddenly standing up and pulling her clothes back on.

"What, what is it?"

"Damn doorbell rang," Beth said. "Probably that crazy old church lady down the road, I told her to stop by and I'd give her some donations for the next yard sale they're having. Shit...I'll be right back, honey, I have a box in the hall for her. I'll try getting rid of her fast, but you know how the crazy old bitch loves to talk. Promise to be right back and...finish you off!"

"NO WAIT!" Jared yelled just as the connection clicked off. "FUCK!"

Beth pulled Susan out from under the desk, hungrily lapping her own cum from her friend's chin and lips, sharing the gooey fluid with her as they hugged.

"God, this just gets better ALL the time," Susan hissed, biting Beth's tongue playfully.

"You're on again, lover," Beth giggled.

Susan sat in the chair and called Jared, as Beth stood just out of range, watching. Jared was still laying there, a single strip of cum laying on his chest.

"You bastard, I told you NOT to cum, didn't I?" Susan barked in mock anger as Beth stifled a laugh off camera.

"Couldn't help...oh, fuck, Susan, fuck...Beth...she made me...oh fuck, please, please," he groaned, slowly stroking his stiff dick.

"No you don't, boy," Susan snarled. "Now. Eat it!"

"What?" he asked, astonished.

"Eat that cum, wipe it up on your finger and drrrrrip it into. Your. Cumslut. Mouth!"

Beth was doubled over watching, Susan now trying not to laugh as they both watched Jared's trembling finger scoop up his cooling cum and lift it to his lips, eyes closed.

"Go on, eat that cum!" Susan hissed. "It's not the first time you ate it, it won't be the last. EAT IT!"

Jared gagged as the cool, clammy strand of cum slipped off his finger, into his mouth. He gamely swallowed it down as Susan played with her pussy.

"Now lick it," she snarled. "Lick that finger!"

Again he obeyed, too caught up in her perverse game to stop, anxious to keep stroking. He lapped the finger, cleaning it, holding it up for her to see. She smiled.

"Good, now watch me...and do NOT touch that cock!"

She tilted the screen down so all Jared could see was her spread, meaty thighs, that furry wet snatch and Susan's fingers plunging inside wetly and noisily.

He could not see Beth come up behind her, reaching over to twist and tweak Susan's aching nipples and bending to lick and suckle her best friend's sexy, creamy and slightly wrinkled neck. Susan moaned loudly, twisting her head to one side to allow Beth free access to her delicate throat flesh.

"Oh, fuck baby, that feels so nice, so fucking nice," Susan groaned, fingering her cunt for Jared's pleasure and knowing it was Beth causing her own. "Keep doing it, baby, keep licking..."

"Licking?" Jared asked, confused, his dick throbbing but still not touching it as he watched Susan's fingers dance in her hairy cunt.

"Yeah, baby, my cunt, lick my cunt, I'm...uh, imagining you licking my hot hairy cunt!" Susan squealed, as Beth giggled, licking her neck and down to suckle her heaving tits. "Oh fuck yes, baby, just like that!"

Jared watched Susan's pussy flood the fingers in it, coating them, the digits shiny and sticky as unbeknownst to him, his wife was attaching her mouth to Susan's, the two old friends kissing noisily and wetly as Susan came around her plunging fingers.

Beth broke the kiss, standing and backing away as Susan tipped the screen back up to face her.

"Thanks lover," she laughed. "Wifey will probably cum back to finish THAT off!"

She laughed, pointing at Jared's hard cock and clicked off the connection.

"So bad, so very very bad," Beth laughed, embracing her friend for another long, wet, sloppy kiss.

They kissed for a few minutes, feeling each other's sexy old asses, before Beth pulled away, retrieving her toys for the next round of torment for her husband. One was a massive dildo with suction-cup bottom that she stuck to one wall of her office, positioning the laptop screen to face it and it alone.

The other was an equally huge strap on dildo, which she lovingly strapped around Susan's slim hips, buckling it into place as she knelt, the thick, black knob of it banging off her face.

"Damn, this is some good stuff you bought, baby, can't wait to use it!" Susan laughed, rudely stroking her faux cock and slapping Beth's giggling face with it.

"Let's rock this, baby," Beth growled, standing to scissor Susan's dick in her thighs and quickly kiss her.

Jared couldn't believe his eyes when he answered her video call. All he saw was a massive flesh-toned cock stuck to Beth's office wall, Beth kneeling before it, tickling the tip with her tongue and smiling.

"What the..." Jared gasped.

"New toys, baby, you like?" she cooed, lapping the fake dick and tickling the huge latex balls in her fingers. "Just for us baby...just for you..."

"Oh fuck," Jared groaned, stroking his cock as he watched.

"Wanna see me fuck it...fuck HIM, baby? You'd like to see that?" she growled.

"OH FUCK YES BETH!"

She smiled and waved goodbye, slowly turning - and backing her naked ass up into the bobbing dick on the wall, slowly, very slowly, deliciously slowly, taking it all, every fat inch, into her squishy, wet cunt.

"OH FUCK SO GOOD!" she screamed off camera, the only thing visible to Jared's disbelieving eyes being his wife's ass surrounding the huge dick on the wall.

He stroked hard and fast, edging himself, willing himself not to cum as he watched his beautiful wife's dimpled ass ripple and quiver as she took the cock deep into her cunt. What he could not see was Beth's face and the other giant cock buried in her mouth as Susan held her friend's head, grunting and throat fucking the moaning blonde.

"OH FUCK ME BABY FUCK ME!!" Beth howled, popping her mouth from Susan's cock for an instant, winking up at her beaming friend and slamming her meaty ass back and forth, the wall dildo slicing wetly into her accommodating cunt. "OH FUCKKKKK MEEEEE!! DON'T CUM JARED, WAIT FOR ME, WAIT FOR ME!!"

He screamed in frustration, slowing his strokes, watching his wife's creamy white ass quake and tremble as she kept fucking the enormous cock on the wall. He had to stop stroking when he watched her slowly pull her pussy off of it, and turn around to face it, while off camera, she pointed to her ass for Susan's benefit.

"As if you need to tell me," Susan thought to herself, fisting her cock as she knelt behind her beautiful friend, stuffing it into that spongy twat.

"Watch this, baby," Beth cooed, slurping her dripping cunt juices off the gleaming dildo, groaning as Susan thrust the giant black one into her snatch. "Watch this..."

She blew the dildo with a wantonness and lust Jared had rarely seen while working his own prick. Beth's beautiful blonde head bobbed back and forth, ingesting inch by inch the long, fake cock that Jared imagined was a good foot long, snaking it down her throat and moaning as she did - with Susan kneeling behind her, feeding her own cock, 12-inches long and black as night deep into her cunt.

Beth screamed with pleasure around the cock lodged in her throat, now sucking back and stroking it in her hands while Susan plowed her pussy from behind, stroking the latex dong and slobbering over its massive girth. And watching Jared's frantic strokes of his own on his very real prick.

"Oh, baby, imagine you fucking me right now, taking me doggy, from behind, just pounding my cunt!" Beth screamed as Susan did just that, Beth struggling to not let it show on the laptop. "You fucking me, Jared, you fucking me...while I suck a huge young cock like this!"

Jared nearly exploded hearing those words. They'd long toyed with the idea of introducing another man into their bed, Jared loving Beth's imagination run wild as they fucked and talked about it, Beth's turning the scenario into one involving some hot young stud from work. He balked at the reality as he reveled in the fantasy, even as Beth would talk about the two of them sharing that young man's cock.

And now she was bringing it all home as she continued to slurp and suck that insanely huge fake cock stuck to the wall, stroking it in her small hands, her eyes rolling in her head from the sheer, unabashed obscenity of it all.

"Yeah, baby, me sucking a young, big dick, sucking it just like this," she growled, lapping at the fake cock and turning her eyes to face the webcam, smiling at her husband furiously jacking his dick. "Me...and you...sucking..a big...fat...young... COCK!"

"Oh FUCK, Beth, YES YES YES!!" he screamed, feeling his balls boiling as he slapped up and down his dick.

"And sharing...baby, sharing...every drop of his hot...young...CUM!!" Beth shrieked as she came around Susan's thrusting cock behind her. "CUM BABY CUM FOR US!!"

Jared did, with a forceful intensity he hadn't experienced in years - if ever. He bent his back, turning his head down to face his crotch, watching the eye expand and open and release a huge, thick rope of cum that rocketed straight for his face. It hit him in the open, screaming mouth fully, filling it, and then another and a third, and in the split seconds it took to soak his mouth and face, he realized he hadn't shot that hard or far since he was a teenager.

"OH FUCK BABY EAT THAT CUM, EAT THAT HOT STUD'S CUM, SHARE IT WITH ME BABY!!" Beth howled, cumming as intensely herself, Susan pounding her harder and faster.

"OH FUCK YEAH BABY YEAH!" Jared screamed, watching the remaining streams of cum waning, lathering his chest and belly and finally stop.

He slumped back, exhausted, licking his lips, scooping his own spunk from them and swallowing, imagining him sharing spunk - and not his own- with his beautiful, sexy wife. 

"I can't...believe...we did that..." he sighed, looking at the computer screen where Beth was smiling and lapping at the cock bobbing on the wall as Susan giggled quietly behind her, pulling her huge black cock from her best friend's sated cunt.

"I can't either, baby," Beth sighed, winking at him. "Do you wanna, Jared? Do you want to make this little fantasy a reality? Huh?"

"I...I think so..." he moaned.

"Lick it up," Beth snarled, now sitting in her chair, Susan smiling off camera and yanking off the strap on glistening with her friend's cum and sucking it clean. "Eat that cum off your belly and chest and PROVE to me how much you wanna do it...how much you want to suck cock with me baby, how much you want to watch another man FUCK your WIFE!"

Jared couldn't believe he was doing it as he scooped up the cum in his hand and fed it to himself, eyes locked on the screen and Beth's as she watched in sheer delight.

"That's a good boy, that's my little cum slut," she giggled. "Now, you better go clean up baby, get some sleep. And when you get home tomorrow...we'll talk about it..."

"I love you, so much," Jared smiled, sitting up to lean toward his laptop and effect a kiss, his face smeared with his own cum.

"Right back at ya, baby," Beth laughed, flicking off the connection.

"Wow," Susan groaned, scooping her friend and lover into her arms and kissing her deeply and wetly, tongues wrestling in each other's mouths.

"Yeah, wow," Beth groaned, pumping her soaking wet cunt into Susan's as they stood kissing.

They kissed for a long time, romantically, holding each other in their arms before breaking off, gathering up their clothes and returning to the living room where Susan dressed to leave.

"I wonder how we can pull this off," Beth wondered aloud. 

"You and Jared and some lucky young stud?" Susan laughed, walking them both to the door.

"No," Beth growled, pulling her friend to her for a tongue-thrashing goodbye kiss. "Me and Jared and some lucky stud - and you!"

Susan's eyes popped open as she laughed.

"We'll find a way, lover, we always do," she groaned, kissing Beth goodnight and dancing off down the stairs. "We always do!"

Beth laughed and shut the door, thinking about the possibilities...



GILFS Most Delightfully Devious



"What's ridiculous?" Lizzy said, coming around the corner just as Gloria's hand left his throbbing cock.

"That there's so much food!" Gloria laughed, looking at the spaghetti waiting to be boiled, and the sauce simmering, and a giant salad nearby Lizzy had pulled out of the 'fridge. "Ridiculous!"

"Nonsense, we're so hungry," Lizzy smiled, giving Jared a pat on the shoulder. "You feeling better hon?"

"Poor boy," Gloria said, standing on the other side, a hand on the other shoulder. "He's finding it a little hard this afternoon, aren't you Jared?"

She stressed 'hard' and Jared groaned a quiet groan, the two girls then walking to the dining room and sitting down as he continued to putter in the kitchen, his cock going only slightly softer. After 20 minutes, as it was about ready, Lizzy came in to offer her help.

"No, no, please, I'm all set, thanks, honey," he said nervously as she walked to him with a smile.

"Gloria's on the phone herself now, one of her boys called," Lizzy hissed, slipping up on the counter and spreading her legs, her own panties long since gone, her silken bush exploding into view as she reeled Jared in between them with her feet, hurriedly pulling his apron aside to fist his cock hard and then slip it into her cunt. "Fuck me, Jared, quickly, before she gets off the phone!!"

"Oh God, Lizzy, please...can't take much more of this...gonna make me cum!"

"Not before I do, stud, you better not cum in my pussy yet!!!" she growled, clamping her sinewy legs tighter around his waist, milking his dick with those same motions as before.

"Hey you two, awfully quiet in there!" Gloria called out.

Lizzy quickly pushed Jared from her cunt, seconds before he was gonna pop, and hopped off the counter as Jared frantically pushed his dick in his short and pulled the apron over it, turning to spoon the spaghetti into a platter just as Gloria walked around the corner.

"What's going on?" she asked brightly.

"Nuttin' honey," Lizzy chirped with a smile. "Was just gonna make the salad, you want to dress it hon, just want to run to my office and check email, expecting a contract to come through."

"Sure, hon, we'll be just fine," Gloria said, winking at Jared, who gulped loudly. "I'll give the boy a hand."

"Do that, babe," Lizzy said, walking away. "Maybe give him two hands if he needs 'em!"

"Fuck, no, please Gloria, this HAS to stop..." 

Jared begged, turning to lean on the counter as Gloria approached, picking up a bottle of olive oil.

"It will," she snarled. "When I'm done..."

Helplessly, Jared watched Gloria pull over his apron and free his stiff cock from his shorts, oiling her hands with the olive oil and jerking him off, the obscene squishy sounds filling the kitchen as she worked, smiling up at him.

"Goddam Gloria..please...don't...I'm begging you..." he babbled, eyes closed, trying to ignore just how good that bony little hand felt flying up and down his slick cock wet with oil.

"Turn around, face the counter," she barked.

"Wha..."

"Fucking DO it, Jared, we don't have much time, I gotta get a load from you yet!"

"No, please," he groaned, but blindly obeying, hands on the sink counter as Gloria stood behind him, reaching around to rapidly fist his oily dick.

"Oh...God...NOT THAT!!!"

She smiled – and slipped the oily index finger of her other hand straight up Jared's tight asshole, jamming up against the prostate, milking it, tickling it, as her other hand jerked him off madly. He felt his balls knot and get ready to spurt as she jerked him faster and probed deeper with that oily finger, then pulling out to quickly finger fuck his quivering ass.

"OK, guys, I'm famished!" Lizzy called out from her office. "Let's eat!"

Gloria stuffed Jared's dick in his short, smoothed his apron and turned to wipe her hands – all but that index finger – just as Lizzy walked in.

"Hon, your finger's all greasy, you get into your work, huh?" she laughed. "I love olive oil, gimme a taste!"

"NO!" Jared screamed, unable to turn around, his cock sticking straight out in his shorts.

"Don't be silly, we're friends!"

Jared watched in horror as Lizzy lifted Gloria's little hand and slowly sucked the finger into her mouth, relishing the taste as Gloria's eyes shot wide to watch.

"Mmmmm, that's a nice taste!" Lizzy said, popping the finger out of her mouth. "That some sort of new flavored oil Jared?"

"Yes, it is, very special stuff," Gloria giggled. "Glad you liked it, should make the salad rather tasty!"

The girls ate ravenously as Jared weakly picked at his food, trying not to look at either of them, as they'd sometimes get up to go get more wine, their incredible legs on display, their asses in those skirts, all of it keeping Jared more or less hard throughout the hour and a half it took to finish eating. Gloria sat across from Jared and would occasionally stretch one supple leg out to let her sneaker-clad foot caress his cock, smiling as she talked to Lizzy at her right, rubbing his dick up and down, Jared's face bright red, trying to remain calm. 

Once dinner was done, he quickly cleared the table and made sure not to stay in the kitchen long enough to give either of them time to attack him, and once all was cleared and put away, the two girls came in and stood by him, both on wobbly feet from a long night of drinking.

"Jared, be a dear and walk Gloria home, would you?" Lizzy asked sweetly. "She's a little tipsy, and it's dark out there..."

"Oh, no, Lizzy, I'll be fine, I only live a few streets over..."

"Nonsense, he'll walk you home and tomorrow, he'll bring your car over to you in time for work, I promise," Lizzy insisted. "It's a very dark night, we don't want you stumbling on the way home!"

"I think she's fine!" Jared blurted a little too emphatically and Lizzy looked at him disapprovingly.

"Now Jared, be a good friend and neighbor," she said sharply. "Gloria was kind enough to give YOU a hand in the kitchen, you can give her one now!"

Gloria smiled and took Jared's arm, forcefully, walking out the door and down the drive, Lizzy waving good bye from the porch before going inside.

"Gloria...don't think that... I mean...it's just a walk home....I mean..."

"Shut up, stud, and walk faster," she snarled, cupping his ass in her hand as they walked. "Or I'll use all 10 fingers up your tight ass when we get there! Would you like that, Jared? You seemed to get harder in my hand when I was fingering you tonight, you naughty little slut!"

"Oh, God," Jared moaned, walking faster, trying to ignore Gloria's pawing hands on his ass and cock as she walked with him, laughing.

They got to her door, and Jared turned to leave.

"What, no good night kiss?" Gloria lamented.

Jared sighed and bent to give her a peck on the cheek. Gloria turned, grabbed his hair and thrust her tongue down his throat, choking him, kicking the door open and pulling him inside where she threw him onto the foyer floor and stood, a sneaker on his throat, pinning him there as she wriggled out of her clothes, standing now just in her black socks and black sneakers, her bush glistening, dripping with her juices.

"You owe me," she growled.

Seconds later, as Jared struggled beneath her, Gloria locked him into a 69, her moist gash gushing her girl cream onto his face as she ground it on his mouth and chin and nose, using and abusing him for her own pleasure. He bucked to get free but she snaked her sinewy thighs around his neck and ears, forcing him to be still, folding her socked calves up to the back of his head and pushing his face deeper into her hungry quim.

"Fuck, that's so hot, glad we got some free time, no rush," she moaned, leaning forward as she squeezed him harder in her GILF thighs, muscles flexing and relaxing as she pumped his face, freeing his dick and jerking it in her small hand, mouthing his balls as she did.

"Fuck Gloria STOP!!!" he screamed from the meaty clench of her pussy prison as she sucked his cock to the nuts, stroking it up and down, feasting on the fleshy knob atop, washing it with her tongue and plunging back down again, over and over until his balls were about to erupt.

The phone rang on the stand near them. Gloria sighed, sat up still grinding Jared's trapped face and looked at the caller ID.

"Lizzy," she sighed. "She probably misses you!"

"NO DON'T!" Jared pleaded from Gloria's ass, where his nose was clenched in the sweaty ring of her asshole.

She squeezed her thighs to muffle him and picked up the phone.

"Hey hon....yes, he's still here...well, he was kind enough to help me move that credenza in my room, you know that nice one I picked up the other day? Yes, it is lovely, but rather heavy....yes, he helped me get it into the living room....just finishing up now...talk to him? Well....he's rather busy at the moment but I can see....oh, OK...I promise, I'll send him home quickly! Thanks for dinner honey, it was great. Talk to you tomorrow!"

She hung up and ground more urgently on Jared's squeezed face, her sinewy hamstrings pushed up around his cheeks, crushing him blue as she thumped and humped her way to an orgasm, leaning over to jerk his dick again, and slipping a finger under his nuts to force it into his asshole. He screamed in pain, and pleasure, as she worked his cock, face and ass.

"Let's see who cums first, bitch!" she laughed.

Turns out it was Gloria, who in the throes of orgasm squeezed and smothered Jared so hard, he totally forgot about his own orgasm, instead pawing her hard thighs and pliant ass, pulling at the crushing flesh to get some air, and finding none. As she rippled out a powerful orgasm on his trapped face, he passed out beneath her. When he woke, she was in her nightgown, smiling down at him.

"Better go wash your face, get my scent off," she hissed. "Wouldn't want Lizzy catching a whiff of her best friend's cunt when she kisses you tonight!"

He groaned, and staggered to the kitchen, Gloria close behind, humping his ass as she stood, reaching around to maul his about-to-explode dick.

"Dammit, Gloria, please...for fuck's sake, at least get me off so I don't have to go home with this thing, how do I explain it to Lizzy!" he cried out, drying his face.

"Tell her you're glad to see her," Gloria giggled, walking away to the door and holding it open for him. "Better get home, stud, and take care of business!"

He staggered out, down the street, the five-minute walk in cool air refreshing on his hot, sweaty face, his cock barely flagging by the time he got home. He got inside, where it was dark and quiet, hoping Lizzy would be in bed, long asleep. He never saw her coming in the dark but there she was, leaping atop him from the front, naked now save for those white socks, wrapping her strong legs around his waist and tugging at his cock in his shorts.

"Mmmm, hope you weren't doing anything naughty at Gloria's, stud," she hissed. "She's so horny for an old girl, she really needs to get more of what you're gonna give me!"

Squeezing him in her thighs, she reached between them and pulled out his dick, sticking it in her pussy and wrapping her arms around his neck, urging him to clumsily walk up the stairs to their bed, where she fell atop him, grinding fully onto his thrusting cock, smothering him in her wrinkly tits as she leaned over him, biting his ear.

"Make me cum, Jared, fuck me good, don't you dare cum first!" she screamed, punching down hard with that insatiable pussy.

"Fuck, Lizzy...then slow...Goddam, slow down!" he moaned, trying to hold onto her flailing ass as she pounded up and down on him, his fingers unable to stop the quaking flesh of her butt. "Please!!!"

"Don't...cum...FIRST!!!"

She slammed down on him hard, sitting up, punching her pussy on his cock and milking with her cunt muscles, her hands on her own tits, pulling the thick nipples away from that gloriously wrinkled boob flesh. Jared hung onto her thighs, trying to match her gyrations and slow them down, but it was too much after a night of constant near orgasms, and his balls exploded, sending a fire-hot jet of cum blasting into her womb, then another and another, more and more until the orgasm of his life finally waned as she continued to pump and grind on him as his dick mercifully wilted. She felt it wither and glared down at him.

"I warned you not to cum first," she snarled, pulling off his deflated dick with a sloppy wet sound and inching up his chest, his belly getting wet from the flow within she clamped off with her pussy muscles.

"Honey, don't, please, don't, PLE!!!!"

She jumped from his chest to his mouth, hanging onto the headboard, pinning him flat and pinching his face in her crushing thighs, her gushing hole on his lips and flooding his mouth with his load. He cursed having shot so much as she grunted and undulated atop him, forcing a constant flow of thick jizz into his lips and down his throat. It was his first taste of cum and he wasn't liking it, but couldn't fight her off, he was too tired and her pinching thighs too strong, her entire weight on his cum-soaked face, forcing him to gobble down every tangy ounce of sperm she was feeding him. 

He ate her clean for five minutes, the entire time she riding his face harder and harder, bucking her hips back and forth, snapping her clit and soaked cunt all over his nose and mouth, pumping her way to a brutal, smothering 60-second orgasm that knocked him out cold.

She sighed, resting on his face, looking between her cum-streaked thighs clasping his sleeping face. Smiling, she reached for the phone.

"Hey baby," she laughed when Gloria answered.

"How'd it go?"

"As planned, like fucking clockwork!" Lizzy laughed, looking into her cummy pussy to Jared's snoring face. "We worked him over so good, he came in no time!"

"So what'd you do then?"

"Well, we never did have dessert tonight, so I fed Jared a little..make that a lot...of my home-made creampie!"

"You GO girl!" Gloria laughed. "Well, I got what I wanted all night long and when I got him here, made damn sure he ate me until I came, then sent him home, stiff dick and all!"

"Thanks for that, baby," Lizzy cooed, grinding Jared's sleepy face in her moist quim. "He ate so much cum and I came so hard, I knocked him out in my pussy and thighs! The fucker's sound asleep now under me!"

"I never got to feed him my dessert, though, I'm a little jealous!" Gloria laughed. "Tell ya what, when he comes to, send him over, would you? Tell him that credenza fell over and I need his help, uh, getting it up again!"

The girls roared, and Jared stirred beneath Lizzy.

"You gonna give him some dessert, too, baby?" Lizzy giggled.

"Yeah," Gloria growled, reaching behind her with one hand to slip a finger into her tight asshole. "But this time, it's fudge pie!!!"

"You are sooooooooooooooooo bad, girl!" Lizzy laughed. "He'll be right there!!"

"And honey, don't let on what happened tonight," Gloria said. "This is too good, we gotta keep this going."

"Sure thing, old friend," Lizzy sighed, looking down at Jared's blinking eyes as he regained consciousness. "Sure thing..."