Extending the MILF List Ch. 18

I waited until she met my eyes. For a moment she gazed at me, eyes dull with arousal but then, it clicked, like her mind blinked into action and she could read my mind. Her eyes lifted from my frothy cock to meet my gaze and widened like she was swallowing a huge lie.

"Oh no." She breathed.

"Oh yes." I breathed back.

For a moment she held my eyes, not moving, barely breathing. Then, with fluid slowness, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and extended her tongue.

I felt a ripple of adrenaline run through me like I was running with the Spanish bulls, or they were running around inside me. I shuffled closer. Mrs. Bickerstaff didn't move. The tip of my dewy cock touched the arch of her tongue. She flinched ever so slightly, making her tits wave below us. I leaned in a bit and her tongue rose under mu cock and cupped it. She leaned forward and I leaned forward and my cock penetrated past her lips even as they closed around it. She quivered as she tasted her daughter on my cock, slurping and sucking at what was slathered on me. I grasped her by the back of the head but she leaned forward more, sucking and slurping as she took my cock deep into her mouth.

I felt the constriction at the back of her throat tighten then she deliberately relaxed and let me cock head plug her throat. She pressed her head against me, blew through her nose and went still, my cock buried in her mouth and throat. She groaned and the vibration rattled through me like an invitation. I wanted to come, I wanted to pump cum down her throat and feel the tension of her neck muscles as she swallowed but I had another idea. I pulled slowly out of her mouth. As I did so, her eyes opened and focused. On hand, operating seemingly on its own, rose up and cupped her mammoth breast. I hesitated when her lips smacked as the end of my cock left them. She leaned forward and kissed the end of my cock, eyes twinkling.

I shuffled backwards about an inch. I twisted in my tracks to find Carol Lynn staring over the back of couch as us and Sophie looking with her, eyes full of expectation. I set out to her and her expectations. She twisted around to lean on her hands when I approached. I place my hands on her ass and peeled her open, exposing her pussy. I held her and directed the end of my cock to her pussy. She helped, shifting and adjusting until I kissed her lips and she pressed back, enveloping my cock with her passionate pussy. I entered her and she groaned, exhaling satisfaction even as she gulped my cock into her body.

"Oh Christ's cupcakes!" Carol Lynn muttered. "My god, my god, my god!" Her voice quivered.

I gripped Sophie's hips and steadily penetrated her, pressing my cock deep into her, down through the layers of her body until her ass bunched between us and her body clinched down on me. The pleasure roared in my ears. I wanted to roar, to cry havoc and release the dogs of lust and let this woman consume me heart, soul and cum. I ground against her, feeling the full cushion of her ass and the lurid wiggle of her body responding to my probing. She groaned and then keened as I pulled back, clearly anticipating a return, the slamming thrust that would fill her again with cock. Her voice shifted when I pulled free of her incredible body.

I turned slightly, to the kneeling Mrs. Bickerstaff. She eyed my cock and opened her mouth, not closing her eyes this time, fixing her gaze on the glistening coating on my cock.

"Your turn. On your back, on the bed. I am going to fuck you till I come and then someone is going to go down on you." When I spoke Caroline flinched. I felt Sophie turn to look at me. Her mother slowly closed her mouth, torn between anticipation and regret.

The expression on her face looked brand new, like she wasn't sure it fit at all, her face or the situation I just described. I stepped back and nearly fell over. I took a moment to strip off my pants, shoes, socks and shirt so that I was naked. Then I helped Mrs. Bickerstaff off her knees. She cuddled up to me pressing her bare breasts against my bare torso. God but that felt good. Her skin felt hot against mine but soft, plush and alive with sensation. I slipped an arm around her waist and kissed her. Her lips were fire, roaring with passion. I broke the kiss quickly and steered her towards the bedroom. I heard Sophie grunt as she stood and moments later was aware of Mrs. Northcutt the former drifting along at my elbow.

I steered Caroline to the bed, stopping with it against her legs. I sought and found the buttons that held her skirt in place. It waffled and dropped down her legs. She wore a garter belt and stockings with a brown thong that matched the discarded bra.

Mrs. Northcutt walked quickly into the bathroom and returned with a pair of small manicure scissors. She clipped the strings on Caroline's thong until she could pull it out of the bindings of the garter belt and straps. Caroline shivered as the blonde's white little hands sifted over her black skin, like blown snow on dark fertile ground. When the thong was gone, Caroline lifted one knee and got onto the bed. For a moment, she hesitated on all fours, her ass pointed at me. I could see her pussy gleaming between her legs. She rolled onto her back and opened her legs.

To this point, nearly nothing had been spoken, The room breathed with us all, inhaling and exhaling almost as though we were all together. I was naked and got onto the bed. Caroline opened her legs further. I crawled over the near leg. Touching her skin with my bare knee made her jerk just a little.

"Oh my god." She managed to hiss past the gasp that ghosted about her.

I bent between her legs and kissed her tummy, kissing up the flat black skin to the underside of her proud tits. I turned my head to suck at the bow of her breasts, still astonishingly shapely. I sucked at one then the other, pulling at their plushness. I found a nipple and sucked at it until Caroline made a very small sound.

"Oh." She breathed, like it was a puff of dank air.

I moved to the other nipple. I sucked at it suddenly and hard. She lurched under me.

"Oh, oh god!" Caroline whispered. "Oh my god, fuck me, please."

She said "please". It was always the magic word for me. "Please fuck me" was almost impossible to refuse but maybe that's just me. Her hands appeared at my side and one took hold of my cock. She steered me into position over her. Her ass lifted and the head of my cock disappeared into her body. I was looking down between us. She had dense black curls. I felt the hot kiss of her pussy on my cock and then I was inside of her, pushing deeper, feeling her clinch against the invasion. I backed out and then pressed deeper, in and out, back and forth, too and fro, sinking deeper and deeper each time. Down into her I pushed and finally felt her pubic bone against mine. I lifted my head.

Caroline's eyes were on me. She sighed or moaned a little. Her breasts bubbled between us. I bent down and kissed her. She kissed me back. I felt the hunger. It was more than simple arousal, it was the breaking of a profound fast. I could feel it, her need wafted about her like mist off a waterfall, heavy but hot, as though it was a hot spring that watered the air around us.

"Oh my god." That was Sophie, watching from the door of the bedroom.

"Come along." I said, then twisted to find Sophie with my eyes. I patted the empty space to my left. "Lie here. I'll do you both." She shuffled around to that far side of the bed and stopped to strip, her pantyhose and panties were still around her knees. When she was done, she was utterly nude. She was shaved clean so her pussy glistened, now clearly bubbling. She crawled onto the bed beside us and lay on her back, legs slightly parted, waiting for me to move between them.

"Holy matron of the saints!" Mrs. Northcutt muttered beside me. "Mother and daughter? Really?" Her voice echoed something and I knew what it was. I half expected her to murmur "mother and son" just to balance the world.

I grunted, reversed my motion and pushed my cock deep into Mrs. Bickerstaff. Caroline groaned, sounding choked as though my wonderfully long cock extended up out of her pelvic cradle into the back of her throat from inside her body. Uh huh. Still, she groaned in a choked manner. I ground down into her, sealing us together with my penetration of her simmering lust. I think she knew I was withdrawing because she put one hand on my side as I rose up, removing my cock from inside her body. Her hand pressed on my side, hooking on it as though to pull me down into her.

I groaned. I couldn't help it. The honeyed richness of her body filled me with pleasure, sensations that I never grow tired of.

I pulled free of her wondrous body with a heroic act of will, if I do say so myself. I rocked back onto my heels and crawled out of Caroline Bickerstaff's valley of pleasure into the valley of her daughter.

"Oh fuck the dog and kick the boss." Sophie mumbled as I hovered over her naked body. Her legs were bare. When she ran her calf up my leg and down again, I trembled with pleasure. The sensation was profoundly different than Caroline's stockings.

I positioned myself between Sophie's legs. Her knees arched beside us. She widened her thighs. Her two hands reached down and found my cock. She directed me to her pussy, bending my cock down to meet her pursed pussy lips. She held me with one hand and with the other, patted me on the ass. I sank into her. She bubbled. I recognized her body, the swelling delight of her pussy engulfing my cock. Down into her I sank, until I was rooted in her also, completely and deeply.

Where her mother was smooth like pudding, hot, fresh pudding, Sophie was tight like a ball of rubber bands. I felt her tensing and squeezing with dozens of pleasurable strands. In and out I fucked her. I could tell she was nervous, her eyes kept clicking to her right, towards her mostly nude but recently fucked mother. Caroline the Black, for her part lay still, eyes closed, either waiting or concentrating on the sounds her daughter made as I fucked her. At the time, I could not tell.

I slowed to a halt, floating in Sophie's pussy. She shivered once under me, her legs parted just enough to allow me to mount her but not touching her mother. I wriggled my ass, pushing Sophie's knee wider and wider until I felt it cuddle up against Caroline's plush leg. I swear I felt the heat from the mother's supine body, emanating in erotic waves that blurred my vision and startled my senses. I was watching when her hand pulled out from between them and sought out first Sophie's hip, then traveled up Sophie's side and mine, to her arm and up to her hand on my shoulder. Sophie shuddered under me, her body clasped at my cock and I felt it behind my ears, the sensation of the tightening of her inner muscles massaging me, holding me, caressing me with the many strands of pleasure that held me inside of her body.

Caroline pulled her daughter's hand over to her mouth and kissed the tips of her fingers. Caroline turned her daughter's hand and kissed the palm. I glanced around to Sophie and found her staring at her mother. I thought this was the perfect time to set the agenda. I twisted around, still planted inside Sophie's fantastic body to find Carol Lynn the White.

"Which do you wish to eat while I fuck you?" I asked in as normal a voice as I could muster, surrounded by pussy as I was. The air seethed with need and the demand for satisfaction.

"I, what?" Caroline the White responded dully, as though just waking from a very real dream.

"I, god, I want to come and whomever I come in, you will eat. I'll fuck you while you do."

"Jesus, mother and Joseph." She mumbled. Then she nodded her head. "Fine, fine. You have me. I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

I realized she didn't want to choose. I turned back to Sophie. Her light eyes had latched onto me and she lifted her legs, heedless of the increased contact with her own mother's bare leg.

"So? You decide then. Want to watch her eat your Mom or do you want your mother to watch you come with a woman between your legs."

Maybe it was me who didn't want to decide, who couldn't decide. I grunted, lifted and probed back down into Sophie's splendid body. She moaned under me.

"In her. I want to see them, see you come in her. In, in Mom." Sophie panted.

I didn't know if she was generously sharing or thought she had dodged onto the bench. I pulled out of her pussy, feeling her reluctance and then feeling the exhalation as she felt the emptiness fill her. Caroline the Black turned up on her side and fairly maneuvered me between her lush legs. With one hand she directed my cock to her entrance then patted my ass. I plunged down through layers of pleasure, piercing her with my cock while she groaned around me. Her breasts huddled under me and then I settled onto them, feeling them puddle and bloom under me as my weight settled between Caroline's full thighs.

"Oh god, fuck me!" Caroline Bickerstaff growled. Her ass hunched up under me. I felt my cock click deeper into her though I'd have sworn I'd been rooted as deep as one cock could go into her incredible ebony body. Her knees rose beside me, like hand rails. Her hands gripped her knees and pulled them back beside her. I crouched over her, balancing on hands and knees.

"Fuck me." Caroline mumbled. "Oh god, please, fuck me."

I wasn't sure whom she was speaking to but decided I was the only one with a cock in her so I did, I fucked her. I found a steady rhythm of up and down, slamming down into her and then bouncing up until my cock was barely hooked inside her before ramming down into her again. Her body rippled around me. Up and down I rose and fell like the inveterate waves of the ocean. Over and over, I hammered down into her. My orgasm appeared even as Caroline huffed and puffed and screamed she was coming.

I believed her. She weren't telling no stinking fibs right then. Her hips swelled around me, seeming to envelop me. I dropped onto her chest, releasing my arms to slide my hands down under her ass. I gripped her ass and pulled it apart, like I was breaking bread. She groaned under me. I squeezed the plush swell of her ass with both hands, reveling in the erotic thrill of this woman, surrendered under me and the pleasure we shared. Suddenly her hips began to buck, spanking up at me with short, fast strokes. That shift in rhythm proved insouciant and my orgasm roared up out of me erupting with sudden violence.

I pulled at her ass cheeks, hard. I rammed deep into her, clutching us together even as I flowed into her. She groaned. My weight shifted as I pulled at her body and I balanced for a moment on my cock and her pubic bone. The first sprout tingled up my spine and then exploded. I hammered down into Caroline's black lushness, firing doughy bullets into her clasping body. She grunted and bucked into a second, quick orgasm. Her thighs tightened against my side.

I lost command while the orgasm thundered through me. Over and over, I hunched between Caroline's legs, until I felt the end draw near. I gasped and collapsed, panting, rocking to one side when the woman grunted and stopped breathing.

"Holy fucking dog." Sophie muttered beside us. "I just watched my mother have sex and have an orgasm, right here beside me."

I lifted my head. "Go, uh, go get her naked and, and go down on her, get her ready to eat your mother." I mumbled. I had one of those moments when my words shocked me in concept and in meaning. I felt Sophie get off the bed. I closed my eyes. I think a century passed but it was no more than a heart beat or two because I hard Carol Lynn the White moan.

When I looked around, white Carol Lynn in her plush white bathrobe stood kissing naked Sophia. The white robe was pulled off Carol Lynn's shoulders but caught on her elbows because her hands were clutching Sophie's ass. The two women kissed deeply and noisily. I felt Caroline the Dark shift under me.

"Oh god, my daughter is kissing a white woman."

I moved my lips next to Caroline's ear, on the opposite side so she could continue to watch the other two women.

"Imagine that is Dannielle." I whispered. "And in a moment, she's going to lick cum out of your pussy."

Caroline Bickerstaff groaned.

"Oh god, don't mention that."

I didn't ask why not. That would have been disingenuous.

"Imagine Danielle with three men, three cocks in her body at the same time, just before we put three cocks in you...and in your daughter."

"Oh my god." Caroline whispered.

"Yes, oh my god." Carol Lynn echoed behind me.

I crouched over Caroline, got to my hands and knees. I knee walked left and turned to sit on the bed beside Caroline. Carol Lynn was naked now, the white robe puddling behind her. Sophie had bent down and was kissing Carol Lynn's pale breasts. The dark lips left trails on the woman's white skin, not bruises but blurred tracks of black lust over the smooth whiteness of her flawless skin.

"Oh, oh god!" Carol Lynn said, her voice throbbing with excitement. I got off the bed and with some difficulty, turned Caroline the Black so she lay across the broad King bed. Her knees were open and bent at the edge. Her chalice was poised to be tasted.

I got off the bed on the opposite side, staggered and righted myself. I went around to Carol Lynn and gently removed the black woman's mouth and lips from her tits. When Carol Lynn looked at me, her eyes were misted over with lust. I took her by the elbow, directing Sophie to the side. I steered Carol Lynn to the woman on the bed and had her kneel between the plush dark legs. She seemed to need no further instructions, She rose up on her knees, kissed and licked up one thigh and got captured by the steaming pussy. She sucked and kissed while Caroline's ass bobbed up and down, gently but without fail.

I stepped backwards. Sophie cuddled up beside me, hugging me against her naked body. I put an arm around her and pulled her tight against me. Her tits kissed me twice, once each. She looked up at me.

"God, that's unbelievable. My mother being eaten by a white woman."

I grunted.

"Wait until you see Dannielle take that position."

"Jesus, that's right. Her full of cock...Mom full of cock...oh my fucking dog!" Sophie's voice whistled past her teeth. "That, that means I'll..."

I finished for her.

"Yep, you'll be full of cock. I'd do it myself but..." I chuckled. "On your knees, sweetie, time to prime the jam session."

"What?"

"On your knees. Shall I draw you a picture?" That came out harsher than I'd intended. I separated from the gorgeous young black woman and waited, regarding her as coolly as you can with her mother's cum smeared on your stiffening cock with the clear intention that she taste her mother for the first time by sucking my dipstick.

For a moment, Sophie hesitated but then, after a glance at her moaning mother and the bobbing blonde head between the black legs, she got to her knees.

"Dammit, I can't watch with your cock in my mouth."

I chuckled again.

"I am sure you'll get lots of chances to see your mother on her back for all manner of different reasons. What's good for Caroline is good for Sophocles, right?"

Sophie grimaced at me but got onto her knees. She reached out for my cock and drew me closer. She licked around the head of my wobbly cock and by god if she didn't lick the wobble right off of it. By the time the spongy head was clean and she let her lips close around it, I was hard as a rock. I gripped the back of her head and gently but uncompromisingly pushed my cock deep into her throat. Sophie was no beginner at taking a cock in her mouth. She knew how to breath around the throat plug and how to stimulate it with her lips and tongue and keep her teeth at bay, white as they were. Instead of constantly breathing through her nose, she'd release the suction and pull fresh air past the length of my cock. It chilled each time she did that but seemed to swell more each time until I was sure I was shedding skin.