Sharing the MILF List Ch. 12

I glanced at Kyla who stood there with the scarlet dress draped over her arm. I took it from her and she blushed. I hung it on the clothes hook. I unbuckled my belt and undid my pants. Siena moved back against the outer wall, pressing against it, her fingers splayed out on the wall beside her narrow hips in the blue slacks like she sought to keep her balance on the ledge of a yawning cliff.

"Oh." Siena gasped when I pulled my pants down and my suddenly hard cock came into view. "Oh." She said again. Her eyes met mine and she smiled, a cautious, wan little smile that suggested she was not getting enough oxygen.

I turned to Kyla who was watching us. "Well?" I said, dropping my eyes to my cock and then directing them back to hers. "Teacher?"

Kyla understood and got to her knees. She put a hand around my cock and stroked it once before kissing the head. Her tongue came out and she licked it and then she found a tissue from her purse and wiped me off. Well, she wiped Alissa off me. And Kyla, for that matter. The eau d'aftertaste wafted up to me and I could smell us, mingled into a tangy perfume. I admired Kyla for taking me into her mouth.

Siena watched this all with wide eyes, behind her black-rimmed glasses.

When I was clean enough to lick and kiss, Kyla did that. She pressed her lips down the length of my cock and in a moment, my cock was lodged deeply in her mouth, deliciously once more. She swallowed and my cock head penetrated her throat. She blew through her nose and sucked hard on my cock, tongue working up and down the length of it.

"Oh my." Siena said softly.

"Ever kissed a man while his cock is being sucked." I asked tightly. Kyla redoubled her efforts to make me lose my mind.

Siena shook her head but then took a half step towards me. She touched a finger to her lips and then licked them and seemingly unconsciously, the finger, the tip of her tongue quested along her finger. She moved to my right side, scooting the metal chair loudly away from beside Kyla.

Kyla sucked.

"I think that looks fine on you. Try this one." Siena said loudly. She took another step closer and whispered. "My husband, he always asks if anyone got caught in the store when I go home. He won't believe this." She giggled a little bit. "I never saw a woman, uh, do that before."

"Suck a man's cock?" I said softly.

Siena nodded. Her eyes both started blinking fast, one then the other then both at once.

"Want to try?" I asked.

Siena grinned weakly but said, "I think maybe a kiss, you know, to start." She leaned into me and bent her head to cross mine and touched her lips to mine. Her hands balanced her over the woman on her knees sucking my cock below.

I put a hand at her lean waist and she shivered under the touch. Kyla's hands griped my thighs telling me she was watching. With my hand on Siena's side, I was able to pull her closer. I felt her leg bump into Kyla.

"Oh, oh!" The blond woman said, pulling back and looking down at Kyla, Kyla sucking my cock. Siena looked back at me, closed her eyes and leaned into me, kissing me gently. When I felt her tongue tenderly touching my lips, I opened my mouth. Siena had a hand on my chest but the other groped below us for Kyla's shoulder. She lifted that hand and looped it around my neck. She groaned and moved to my side, fitting the point of my hip between her legs and grinding her crotch against me. Her body pressed against me, fitting into my embrace while we kissed. She opened her mouth. Her tongue sought and found mine. She moaned into my mouth.

The feel of a woman kissing me while I had another woman sucking my cock again fired through me like a rage. Every nerve seemed focused on the twin sensations. I think it was the milieu, the sensation of being in a changing room with two willing, desirable women, one of which was a stranger, a married woman willingly approaching the moth fire we were luring her into. My cock jerked in Kyla's mouth and she pulled back and then slide me deep into her mouth and swallowed around the head. The sensation nearly blinded me.

I shifted backwards to lean against the wall. Both women shifted with me. Siena pressed her hips against me, grinding against the point of my pelvis. My hand at her waist wrapped around her lean body and she shivered and her hips pulsed at me again. I cupped her little ass and she moaned again when I squeezed it, fitting my fingers deep into the crack to grip one ass cheek hard. Kyla continued to suck, blowing and slurping below us.

With my free hand, I reached up and unbuttoned the woman's blouse, top button, second button, third button. When I pressed my hand over her revealed bra-covered breast, Siena broke the kiss to groan, tilting her long, perfect neck up to release the sound gently over us. I twisted and kissed down her neck. Her body shivered and pressed against me. She bent and tried to kiss my neck but I kissed down her sweet tasting skin to her bra. With one hand, I swept the blouse off the point of her shoulder, uncovering her. She moved a hand and pushed the bra up off her breast where I was kissing her skin. I took her stout little nipple between my lips, touching it with the tip of my tongue as I breathed around it. Siena groaned and shifted her body while somehow not moving the nipple between my lips even a little.

"Oh my gawd, a, a, Sir." She wheezed. "Oh my gawd." Her voice was so soft, the words seemed to linger about us. "I, ah, I am, ah , sorry, ah, sir, I have ah forgotten, for, forgotten your name." She breathed. While she talked I had been kissing around the nipple, crinkled and pert, darkening as it stiffened and lengthened right next to my lips. I licked the girlish swell of her breast. She twisted, trying to direct my lips to the nipple. I avoided it, teasing her. I released her ass with one hand. She sagged a little, missing my steading grip. I pushed her out a little and unhooked her slacks. I ran a hand around her waist inside them and then slipped fingers and palm under them and onto her bare ass. The moment I cupped her pert little ass, I closed my lips onto her nipple.

Siena's body bucked in my grasp. She arched her back and pressed her chest against my mouth as I sucked on the nipple hard. "Oh my!" She shuddered.

I squeezed her bares ass, pulling her hard against my hip bone with her crotch then held it tight against me. Siena ground her hips against me. Her hips surged against me, pulse after pulse. I released her nipple and found her lips again. Her kiss was fire and she gripped my head with one hand, knotting her fingers in my hair while the other clawed at my shoulder. The passion sang in her, twanging like an old saw under a violin bow. Her body fairly shook as she kissed me. My hand massaged her silky ass. She continued to bump and grind her pussy into my hip. I moved my hand lower into the slight cleft of her ass till I felt the wet kiss of her pussy on my fingertips.

Siena groaned and opened her legs a bit, bumping into Kyla's shoulder with her thigh.

Below me, Kyla unhitched from my cock and stood carefully up, trailing a hand up as she rose, till it touched Siena's other, covered breast. The woman jerked loose from our kiss. Kyla smoothed the bra off that breast and licked her lips. Siena stared at her. I watched them, two women encountering themselves in each other. Kyla bent to kiss her breast. Siena bit her lip and sucked in air, closing her eyes. I bent and took her other nipple between my lips and bit gently down, increasing the pressure. The woman's surging hips quickened and then, as my lips closed and I released the nipple to suck on it hard, she tensed. Her body tightened and she ground her pussy against me. She shuddered and became still. I released her nipple and lifted my head. I kissed her slightly parted lips.

The woman's eyes squinted at me and she cooed. She leaned into the kiss again, moving to stand against me, shrugging Kyla aside. Finding my hard cock with her crotch and pressing against me, She ground against me several times before pulling away.

For a moment we all looked back and forth from one to the other.

"I want to watch." Siena whispered. "Please. I want to see you, you ah, see you do her." She smiled, this time a stronger more engaged smile. "From behind. Quickly, they will miss me soon."

Kyla finished standing up and lifted her miniskirt. She was fully bare. Her panties had gotten lost in the night's shopping shuffle.

"From behind." Siena said. She nodded then, her eyes lidded, half closed, a quirky smile on her full, smeared lips. "Yes, from behind. I want to see that." Her voice was breathy, dreamy. She lifted a hand and stroked my face. "Please, Ronny will love to hear of it. You, you, you and her, from behind. Yes." She sounded drunk, slurring her words and careless of the King's English, mangling the meaning but leaving it discernable.

We all moved around till Kyla was facing the wall and I stood behind her, caressing her ass with my cock. She wheezed before me.

"Enter her." Siena said, moving in beside me and looping an arm onto my shoulder. She smiled and put her other hand on Kyla's ass. Kyla moaned. Siena's hand slipped inside my shirt and she brushed fingers along my chest to my own nipple. She coated my side with her body, kissing my ear lightly. The thrill ran through me like a chill. I started to sweat.

I bent my knees and Siena bent with me, moving her hand along Kyla's flank to grasp my cock. Her hand felt good on my cock. This slight blond woman was intent on watching us fuck. I loved that feeling, her intense focus on what we were about to do. Siena directed my cock, painting the damp head along Kyla's wondrous ass. She nuzzled it along Kyla's crack. Kyla arched her back and she flinched when she felt the head of my cock against the pursed, aroused lips of her pussy. Siena stroked her with my cock. I felt her finger lay along the side of my cock, feeling Kyla as she maneuvered my cock to enter her. Siena pumped her hips at me, pressing me harder against Kyla. Siena pulled at my cock then my cock head and Siena's intimate finger slid into Kyla's flexing pussy. The lips parted and we entered her. Siena's finger ran before me, piercing the woman we were fucking before withdrawing.

Her lips kissed my ear. "Fuck her." She hissed violently, her high little voice husky with urgent desire. "Fuck her, hard, fuck her hard, fuck her." Siena chanted.

I thrust hard and Kyla squealed before gasping and blowing hard. My cock penetrated the bent woman. Her body trembled. Siena's hand lay between Kyla's ass and my bare abdomen. I pulled back and plunged into Kyla and Siena's hand grazed the length of my cock as I withdrew and then we smashed it between us when I pressed my cock home into Kyla's well lubricated cunt.

"Do her." Siena whispered into my ear. Her breath tickled and the tingle lit me up. The sensation of her lips kissing my ear sparkled throughout my body. "Her ass. I want to see you fuck her ass." Siena whispered. One of her hands found mine and in it, was a small tube of something.

I felt over the little tube and found no cap. I squeezed it and the lube came out. I pulled out of Kyla's oozing pussy and swathed the oil against the entrance to her ass. She moaned. I got more oil on my finger and shoved into Kyla's welcoming ass. She arched her back, her head pressed against her folded arms. Siena's hand found my cock. With her other hand, she gently stroked Kyla's pussy, hugging the quivering woman with her lithe body. Kyla, realizing who was touching her, moaned.

"Her skin, it is so soft." Siena whispered. "Does she, is she, I have never touched a woman like this." Her voice was tight. She licked her lips.

My finger slid into Kyla's amazing and awesome ass. Kyla greeted me with a soft but distinct squeeze before releasing and turning all gooey and soft. I shoved my finger deeper. Her hips flinched, bucking once. Siena's eyes widened and she grinned at me. She reached around the bent woman and as she dug a finger into Kyla's weeping pussy, Siena grinned. Kyla moaned. Siena ran her finger in and out of Kyla for a minute. I matched the motion as closely as I could with my finger, jamming it into Kyla's ass. When Kyla growled and her hips tensed, Siena pulled her finger from Kyla's pussy. She looked at me, eye shining. She put her damp hand to my wrist and removed my greased finger from Kyla's ass hole. Siena gripped my wrist and moved it up to her face. She looked at it and smiled. She nodded. "She is ready." Then she directed my cock higher to meet Kyla's asshole.

"In her." Siena whispered into my ear, her body, laying along my back, writhed against me, her crotch grinding into my ass cheek. Her lithe body shivered against me. I imagined I felt the hard nubs of her tits against my back. Her finger found mine, just at the entrance to Kyla's body. She pushed my finger into Kyla. Kyla shuddered and groaned something like "yes" but the sound was indistinct. Maybe I was projecting. I wanted to feel Kyla Clark's ass again. The memory of her incredible ass exploded in m and I could not breathe.

My cock head touched Kyla's ass and I was penetrating her body. Siena pressed me from behind. I bumped back against her to get a little leverage and shoved my cock steadily into Kyla. Kyla groaned louder. Siena left me. The next moment she was standing beside us, staring down at my cock, now half buried in Kyla Clarks sumptuous ass. Kyla twisted her head to look at the blond woman. Siena bent and kissed Kyla on the lips, her torso bending impossible to meet Kyla's lips with her own. I noted her flexibility and wondered what it would be like to fuck her.

I pressed my cock deeper into Kyla who cooed into Siena's kiss. I withdrew carefully. Siena, feeling the shift in our balance broke the kiss with Kyla and looked at me. Her eyes glittered. "Fuck her ass. Fuck her hard." She whispered savagely. "Do it. Fuck your teacher in the ass!" Then she grinned and looked down at where I was joined to Kyla.

Kyla groaned.

I waited, searching for a new, different impetus but too, luxuriating in the miracle that is Kyla's ass. It seemed to ripple around me, tight and expressive. Kyla lost patience and arched her back, resheathing my cock into her ass, then she ground against me, ramming her ass full of cock. The sensation rattled me.

"Fuck her hard." Siena hissed again.

"Yessss." Kyla echoed in agreement. "Fuck my ass!"

I did. I began to ram my cock into her, grinding into her, her plush butt conforming to my body, sealing her invitingly soft cushions against my body. For a moment, I focused on her great ass, grinding deep in her but focusing on the padding of her cheeks. Christ! I loved that feeling, her ass grinding back at me while my cock penetrated her ass, her plush cheeks massaging me.

Siena watched me pump in and out of a Kyla a few times. Then she smiled brightly and kissed us both. "You're on your own now, honey." She buttoned up her blouse, righting her bra as she did so.

I looked at her and said, "Wait, don't go. I want to fuck you too."

She crinkled her nose. "I only take it in the puss deary and I think we are past that, don't you?" She smiled but I glimpsed something in her eyes that seemed unsavory, even predatory. She did kiss me but then I concentrated on the ass I was fucking.

I continued to plunge into Kyla's ass, grunting with effort. Kyla blossomed about me, her ass welcoming but expressive and tight at the same time. I was fucking her ass and her ass pulled at me, sucking my cock deeper and deeper with each stroke. The pressure was intense and the pleasure powerful. When my orgasm struck me, it was so profound I spent all my energy keeping the shout confined in my heaving chest. I thrust my cock into Kyla and filled her with load after load of cum. She shivered and ground her ass back at me as I orgasmed. My ecstasy communicated to her directly through my cock jammed into her ass.

When my eyes finally opened, Siena was gone. I did not even hear the door click. I sagged over Kyla's back. After a moment, she began to grunt with my weight and I found my legs. I pulled up my pants and sat on the chair. Kyla straightened. She moved to sit astride my legs. "My nipples. Kiss them." She hissed.

I pushed up her sweater and bra and took a nipple into my mouth and sucked on it hard.

Kyla barked with passion and a moment later, a hand between us, rubbing under her skirt, she came while I licked and sucked her breasts. She bucked at me for a moment and then she stood up.

"So nice! We better go." She panted.

We walked out of the store together. Once outside, she turned around and went back inside. She emerged with a package. "I thought we should buy something after the good service we got." She held up a card. "Plus I got her phone number." We left the mall together but parted at her car.

I drove home, weary. I had a lot of work to catch up on. I got home and found Tawny alone in the house. She asked where Mom was.

"Out." I said.

"Out where?"

"Out. That is all she told me. Said she would not be home this weekend. I get her car but I am staying in. I am so far behind I think I have work to do left over from high school."

I went up and went to work. I did lock my door.

Saturday was more of the same. Occasionally during the long siege, I found myself thinking about Laura and what I had in store for her. The idea was formed I needed to call all the women. Chris and I would fuck them all and then Laura would eat them. We'd do it in stores around the city. At the end, after fucking two of the MILFs each, Chris and I would take Laura home and fuck her, long, fast, slow, hard, however she wanted. With Mom, we'd make it Laura's night. But in the meantime, I'd take her shopping. I still did not know how it all went together. I tried to work it out but in the end, I fell into a work hole and did not emerge till my phone rang late Saturday evening.

I can be single-minded from time to time and that day I was a mind master. I got so much done I was feeling like hitting the hay early but the phone rang about ten-thirty. I was surprised no one had bothered me, even in the night. Whatever arrangement Mom had with the girls seemed to be holding.

It was Landon on the phone.

"Jesus, thank you for answering!" Landon said. He sounded hurried. "I am sorry for calling this late."

"Dude, its ten-thirty on a Saturday night. What are you, seventy?"

"Oh, yeah. You are balls deep in something, are you?"

"You mean someone?" I returned.

Landon barked a laugh. "You aren't are you? Am I interrupting something? Please tell me you are doing something really boring!"

"Plenty boring, Landon, just studying. My balls are resting up after a hard day. What's up?

He groaned. "You're gonna hate me."

"For a little while."

"I need you to come down to the Moonlight Terrace. It's the bar at the Sentinel downtown. Know where that is?"

"Now?"

"Now. Immediately and dress good if you can. I'll explain when you get here."

I would have had more to say but the bugger hung up on me. Dress good? Whatever was up, it was fucking with his proper English. I stared at my phone and felt the reality of the situation strike me. I was done in. My mind was done studying for a while. I would just be wasting seat time, accomplishing nothing. Besides my ass was numb so it was likely my mind was and I had not noticed yet. My attention span was wing tip to wing tip on a mosquito. I shrugged, took a quick shower and found my phone ringing when I got back to my room.

It was Landon. "What are you doing, almost here?"

"No. I thought I should smell like I look. You know, pretty? I'll be there soon."

"Fucking hurry, Sonny."

What the hell? I wondered as I flashed through my "make me pretty" ritual and with "good enough" going for me, left the house. Tawny and Georgia were in the living room watching TV when I left and waved but said nothing else, though they did glance at each other with some new, previously unsisterly look that had not been in their condescending lexicon of "Sonny, Sonny, what are you up to?" It was nearly quarter to twelve by the time I got parked and strode into the bar where a shot of scotch would cost me twenty bucks. I was sweating the prices when I saw Landon. He did not even let me sit but met me half way to where he sat at the bar and guided me out and to the elevators.