Extending the MILF List Ch. 18

Imogen sucked my cock deep into her mouth. She backed off my cock, turned and sucked Landon's into her mouth. She immediately expelled it, spitting and hissing.

"Tastes like soap." She growled. "Clean it better." Without hesitating, she enveloped my cock with her lips and pushed it through the foyer of her mouth into the depths of her throat. The woman was throughly familiar with the technique required to swallow a cock whole. Her teeth skated on the shaft, teasing me with the danger I was in.

Landon disappeared into the shower again. Imogen sucked on my cock. Ellen got off the bed and huddled against me, bending her head back and looking up at me. I kissed her. I felt Miriam move against me. The contrast of her clothed body with Ellen's nude body and Imogen's mouth sucking on my cock rattled me. I felt like a kid at Disneyland for the very first time, the day it opened the first time when no one really knew what was behind the gates of that magical kingdom. The sensations vying for attention flooded my senses.

I kissed Miriam, feeling her quivering need. I felt Imogen's hands on my thighs, holding me steady while she sucked and licked my cock. I don't know what did it but suddenly we all separated. Imogen released my cock with a gasp and the other two women moved away from me. I knew what to do. I went to the bed, arranged the pillows and lay over them, letting my back bend over them a little, enough to provide Imogen a nice clear rise to mount. My cock sagged, glistening and diamond hard.

Mrs. Travers didn't hesitate. She climbed onto the bed and onto me. She took hold of of my cock, bent over me and bent it to touch the pursed lips of her pussy. Once the connection was made, her head arched back and she settled down onto me, letting her body settle down onto my piercing cock. She groaned as it filled her. The nylon stocking caught my attention and I couldn't get my mind to leave that sensation and focus on the feeling of her body enveloping my cock.

The shower stopped and Landon reappeared, hurriedly drying himself off. Ellen moved to him and without kneeling bent over him and sucked at his cock. She was upside down, with his cock in her mouth. It looked really odd. She pushed her head clear down his cock, slurping and sucking as she did so. She reversed the motion.

"He's fine now." She announced. "Where's the lube?" She spied the bottle and retrieved it. She got some on one hand and smeared Landon's cock with it. Imogen was mounted on me but we were both watching them. Ellen extended the bottle towards Miriam. "Here. Grease her up. Make sure you get plenty inside but not too much. Enough is enough."

For a flea's blink, Miriam stared at the bottle, not moving. When she did, it was slow motion, like she was running underwater. She took the bottle and disappeared behind Imogen's body, out of my line of sight. However, I could tell when she touched the woman mounted on my cock. Imogen tightened her pussy most pleasantly. Imogen groaned out loud and leaned down over me, placing her hands on the bed next to my ears. Her tits dangled over me inside the billowing silk blouse. I lifted up an sucked at one through the slick fabric but lost the battle with gravity and lay back.

Imogen ground her hips against me, pressing her pussy firmly down onto my cock. I felt her body respond to the finger in her ass. There was that additional tightness but there was the peculiar motion that created incredible sensations on my cock enveloped in her pussy. It was indescribable and I never wanted it to end. Fuck commentary.

I grasped her by the waist and tried to make her stay right there, doing what she was doing. I'd discovered her purpose in life. Her pussy gnawing on my hard cock was her reason for being. The skirt was bunched around her waist and I could feel her stockinged legs grasping my bare body. Having her like this, mostly dressed enthralled me. Knowing that she was going to have two cocks in her body while still dressed thrilled me more for some reason.

"Wait. We should take off the blouse at least." Ellen said. The bitch was getting all practical all of a sudden. Everyone quit moving and Ellen unbuttoned the blouse down the back and peeled it off Imogen's torso. Now I could see her tits, delectable mouthfuls. Imogen leaned over me and fed me first one then the other, pulling away with one when I began to suck on it and feeding me the other. I finally learned and licked at the nipple. Imogen groaned and held still till I kissed and sucked at it again and then switched to the other. I licked her breast with great long swipes of my tongue. Imogen crooned, clearly delighted. She preferred the tongue, god knows why.

I felt her arch her back and then tense. Miriam resumed lubricating her back entrance. Ellen tossed away the towel she'd wiped her hands on to remove the blouse and added a little more lube to Landon's cock. Landon got onto the bed. A moment later I felt Imogen twitch and then she exhaled extravagantly. She held still but inside her body was jerking and clinching around my hard cock. Tension ran over her skin like a surface charge. She shifted forward and then steadily pressed back, bucked once and her pussy clinched down so hard on my cock it seemed to fuse with me.

Her excitement blended with the tactile thrill of her body mounted on me. She tried to move and the effort amplified the thrill, grazing my skin with hers, touching but seeming to float on the cilia of sensation that divided us into man and woman. Her head was back, her hands planted my shoulders like she wanted to pin me there but she was the one being pinned.

I felt Landon pull back. Imogen inhaled as though his departure out of her ass pulled air in her mouth, like a well-sealed pump. Her hips rose off of me like she was inflated in water, drifting higher. Her breath hissed into the air around us. Landon rammed into her. She screamed. Her body bucked. He hammered her back down onto my cock, cramming her full from behind while she settled down onto the hot cock piercing her from below. Her hands scrabbled at my shoulders, scratching me. I flinched, then the sensation of her pussy controlled me and I bucked under her.

That set her off. Her head bowed, she let Landon force her over onto me. Her breasts swept along my chest. She clinched her eyes closed and then wiggled her torso back and forth, stroking me with her hard little nipples, scoring me with the lurid delight she got from having a man in her from both sides. She sank over me, her hips twitching between the double penetration. Her mouth sought mine. When she kissed me, she was ravenous, crouching over me, my cock deep up inside her, her ass crammed full of cock as well, her dream fulfilled, her daughter watching, I stuck with that original idea, despite their latest story. A strange women appeared beside her and turned her head from mine and kissed her, awkwardly to be sure. Miriam, seeing her mother kissing Ellen appeared on the other side.

When Ellen released the panting woman, Miriam grasped her mother's face, turned it in her direction and kissed her soundly. Ellen bent between us and kissed me. Her tongue slithered around my lips she backed up, her eyes alight.

"My god, I wanted that again." Ellen whispered.

When I looked at her I realized what the minx was thinking. Father and son, mounted in her body at the same time. I couldn't help but grin because she didn't know what all I had in mind for her. Until then, she'd need to be content with the mother and daughter, oh, and me.

Imogen convulsed. Her pussy contracted again, pulsing and pulling at my cock, I swear it. Imogen shook loose from her daughter's hungry mouth arched her back and then popped her ass backwards, presumably ramming herself onto Landon's cock. I reached around her, grasped her by the ass, and pulled at her cheeks, opening her. As I did that, I arched under her, lifting both bodies joined above me. The weight of both their bodies shifted onto me, onto the cock I had thrust up into the shaking woman. I felt her gasp. I felt her body start to shake. Her pussy moved on me, writhing around me, stroking me with the growing pleasure fighting to escape her mortal coil and be free.

"Oh, oh, oh, come, come, coming!" She chanted and then she came. Her body tensed. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and instead of relaxing, held me, tight in her velvet vice, clutching me while her body shook. I felt Landon riding her. His impact on her ass was communicated through her suddenly tense body like she was a cochlear cavity, Landon was the sound and I was the fury signifying nothing but rather, conveying Imogen Travers to the heights of ecstasy. Her eyes were closed, her face screwed up as she shook over me, her head kept nodding, as though in time with each wave of ecstasy as it swept through her. Landon thundered against her, cinching her tight onto my cock. All sounds were blocked by the tension in her neck, so she seemed to reverberate with it as it roared in her.

Then she bucked, hard. I saw Landon's hands grasping at her as he struggled to stay mounted in her ass. He pulled too hard, lost his balance and I felt him fall onto her back. She whooshed as his weight crushed it out of her and then it broke her down and I felt them both bucking over me. Imogen struggled to move, pinned between us. Landon was coming in her ass, I know not because he said so but because the little jackrabbit motions were unmistakable. For what seemed like a week, he tap, tap, tapped at her ass, filling her with cum.

Her head lay beside me, her breath boiled around us. She kept licking her lips and sucking air past them, which dried them off, I suppose so she had to lick them again. I realized her eyes were open, she was looking at me as though there was something on her mind, beside the feeling of a man in her ass and one in her cunt.

Landon groaned and his rattling motion stopped. The weight seemed to increase but I think it was only because I had finished inhaling and the weight was forcing all the air out of me. I was getting lightheaded. Landon shifted and with a vast groan, lifted off of us. Imogen's hips bobbed over me, chasing the straggling sensations. She lifted her head.

"My god, Sonny, thank you! I, it was the greatest sexual experience of my life. My god, I love it!" She chortled shallowly, not having enough spare air to give it full expression. "I don't want to stop!" Then she kissed me.

I felt her flinch when Landon pulled out of her. Her body seemed to vibrate with his departure. She stretched out her legs, likely a minute away from cramping. While she kissed me, I lifted up slightly and turned her onto our sides. With Miriam's help, I got her onto her back with me still mounted between her legs.

Imogen let me lift out of the kiss, staring up at me, her eyes moist and misty.

"Fuck me, Sonny. Goddamn, Ric." She hissed.

I did. I galloped into a full run, not hesitating to grind into her, just rising and slamming down into her as fast and as hard as I could. Her skirt was turned sideways around her waist, still bunched up and all but one of the garter straps was loose so her stockings sagged on her thighs. I fucked her while she groaned under me, twisting and surging each time I bottomed out deep inside her. After about a dozen cycles, her eyes began to widen and she arched under me.

"Oh god, again! And again!" She cried as new, different orgasms cantered through her. They weren't as violent or profound but they came and came, one after the other as if there were a queue built up over the years, suddenly greeting satisfaction with great relief. When she calmed in the lee of the first three or four convulsions, I laid down on her chest, reveling on the plump thrust of her breasts between us, and moved my hand to her ass. She grasped when I took firm hold of each cheek with a hand, pulled her up onto my cock and then dropped us to the bed, pinning her tingling ass to the bed.

Imogen screamed again. Her body bucked under me and I felt my own orgasm approaching. I felt like I was waiting for a long overdue train. It appeared but in a flat world empty of urban clutter, you can see it approach for a long time before it finally arrives. I waited but not idly or passively, punctuating the approach of my orgasm with constant thrusts into the woman under me.

It arrived.

The first gust of cum blew into her and I felt it as if it was pouring right out of my spine. I groaned, pulled hard at her ass. Imogen thrashed with her own cataclysm or perhaps merely responded to my tight grip on her ass. I bucked between her open legs, pouring cum into her as though I was laying quickdry cement before it hardened. The opposite was my destiny.

I honestly wondered if I was going to come myself to death. It flooded out of me without much sign it was going to abate but I think that was just my brain playing tricks on me. It ended and it seemed abrupt to me. I lay over the woman, panting, trying to regain my senses and breath at the same time. She moaned each time she exhaled and I finally figured out it was because I was resting the majority of my weight on her chest. I adjusted, sliding off of her onto one arm and then onto my side. That pulled my cock out of her.

I rolled onto my back and lay with my eyes closed. I didn't open them until I heard the rustling of someone moving around. Landon was dressing. He caught me eye, gave me a thumbs up and, with shoes in his hand, moved silently into the other room. A few moments later I heard the door slam.

"Sonny?"

Someone was speaking.

"What?" I answered, not opening my eyes.

"I want that too." Miriam whispered.

I had a terribly ornery idea. I rolled up onto an elbow, looking down on Imogen. She felt my eyes examining her body and opened one.

"What?" She managed to ask.

"Which of these women would you like to clean you up?" I glanced at Miriam and saw the shocked anticipation on her face. I bent over Imogen and kissed her. "Ellen." I whispered softly.

She nodded.

"Ellen, please." She said.

I glanced at Miriam with a shrug, inside I was laughing because the teasing had begun. By tomorrow, she'd be ready.

Ellen turned all practical. She brought a warm, wet towel and a larger dry one. She cleaned off Imogen's body, wiping her down from the part in her hair to her toes. She cleaned and scrubbed and wiped until Imogen was a puddle of goo. Ellen wasn't being disingenuous. She finished her maid duties and moved between Imogen's legs. Imogen lifted the leg touching me and draped it over me. I bent my leg so that it lifted her leg, opening her up. Ellen went down on her.

Imogen came a round dozen times, according to her running account. I lay and listened while Ellen ate her. Ellen proved a talent. Finally at about six or seven, Imogen turned on the bed and hugged her tits to me, clutching me tightly, all without moving her hips. She extended her neck and tried to kiss me but that would have required she lift her ass and she wasn't having any of that. She refused to disturb Ellen. I bent up and kissed her lightly.

"That was wonderful, Sonny." Mrs. Travers whispered. "Just wonderful. What are you going to do with us tomorrow?"

"Time enough for that, then. I need a nap."

That was a while in coming. I was exhausted, nearly fucked out. Ellen was intent on making Imogen come a round dozen times and when she succeeded, Miriam pulled her from the room, retreating I gathered to the other room and the bathroom there. Imogen and I showered together but it was all Platonic and practical, scrubbing each other's back and then to bed. I was glad I'd packed a bag.

We went to bed and despite the lingering aroma of sex all around us, I fell into the darkness of the grave and slept as though I were dead. If little deaths added up as fractions of death, I was fully dead for sure. I lost consciousness and Imogen disappeared from beside me. The day was over. Tomorrow was Thursday. Hump day was done and so was I.