Part 3
Liam is a stayer. It's why Jane chose him when he messaged us, here on Fab. It wasn't his wang. It was his personailty and how long he could last. His boy-ish good looks with his thick crop of floppy public-school-boy hair also helped with the role-play of a Mum and her boys, of course.
"Did you enjoy that?" Jane asks Alan as he squeezes the last few drops of cum from his deflating cock.
"It was amazing, thank you…" Alan replies, excitement in his eyes for the next part of their game.
"Good boy. I am glad you enjoyed Mummy playing with your little willy. Now I need you to be a good boy again and go down there for me." Jane says letting her thighs open fully so her soaking pussy lips part slightly, drawing a single strand of sticky cunt juice from her lips with her middle finger.
"I'm afraid Mummy is a little bit wet from all the excitement and needs cleaning up. I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind. I'll do that." Alan nods, unable to get down there fast enough.
With Alan safely between her thighs, lapping the excitement from her trimmed cunt, Jane turns her attention back to Liam's thick meat slapping on her breast, demanding attention and wanting it's own fun.
Moving beside them by the bed for a better view of Alan's enjoyment of my wife's cunt and Liam's enormous cock slapping against her tits, I am at full mast and am not far from cumming, myself. Nicely edging that little bit between not having to put too much effort in and the tight feeling when you know it won't take too much more so you'd best be careful.
Jane's huge tits never look as fucking glorious as when she has men wanking over them. And she never looks as sexy as a wife as when she is owning her inner slut even if it does look maternal to anyone watching, those soft spoken words and all that maternal encouragement is meant for one thing - to get as much cum out of her play-mate's balls and over her tits and cunt, as possible. Forget motherly goodness and light - what we have here is an out and out slut using her voluptous curves, huge tits and wet cunt to get as much spunk out of their balls as she can.
Red painted nails find their way through Alan's hair, his head wedged between her soft and fleshy maternal thighs while she grasps his eager mouth against her soaking cunt, riding and bucking her hips in a slow rythm that is getting more and more noticeable.
Liam's balls are lifting in their sack as Jane lifts her gaze from his cock to his face.
"Look at Mummy, Liam. Look at Mummy while she plays with you. I hope you did as Mummy asked and didn't play with this since we spoke last Thursday."
"I didn't Mummy." Liam says, his eyebrows raised.
"Good boy. That's a good boy. I knew you wouldn't." She said staring into his eyes, her gaze watching his expression, scanning his face for the moment she can start to pump his cock faster to get that spunk out of those heavy balls. For now, it's about the tease.
"I hope you're going to give me a big load. Have you got a big load for Mummy, Liam?"
"I hope so..." Liam says, his eyes closing as his hips start to rock against Jane's hand on his cock, easily at the point where he won't be stopping until he is finished.
"Are you enjoying that, Alan?" Jane asks the man between her thighs without taking her eyes off Liam's face. Alan snuffles and tries to nod but struggles against the force she has on the back of his head.
Shifting her weight on the bed, Jane moves so she is straddling Alan's face under her, between her thighs, so she can put all her attention on Liam while she puts all her weight on Alan's open mouth.
When he open's his eyes for a moment to look down to enjoy how Jane's tits look below him, riding Alan's face, Liam sees Jane looking straight into his eyes and he groans. That's a give away that she has him. He is right in her sights.
"Is Mummy making it all excited?" Jane asks, watching his every facial movement and adjusting her grip and speed on his cock to see how quickly she can make her prey spray her tits with his young seed.
Her words are working as Liam's hand finds the back of my wife's head and Jane allows it an inch from her lips, still keeping a lock on his gaze.
"Is Mummy going to make it shoot all that dirty milk out? Like that time on cam when you were a really naughty boy and made a big mess, shooting all the way up to your shoulder?" she smirks and Liam's hips lurch as he moves to get his thick meat closer to my wife's slut-whore mouth, her scarlet lip stick still flawless and in need of spoiling with dirty, dirty cum.
Moving her weight on Alan's face without missing a beat on Liam's cock, Jane forces Alan under her arse hole so she can feel him rimming her while she works on getting her next load.
"Mummy has your friend's tongue in her arse hole, Liam." Jane says, speaking softly but putting emphasis on the word 'arse' for effect. "Do you think Mummy is naughty for having your friends tongue in such a naughty place?"
Liam can't find words. His well groomed hair has flopped over his face and he has one hand holding it out of the way so he doesn't break eye contact. He can't break eye contact. He is like a rabbit in the headlights. She has him. The predator has her prey.
A painted finger nail finds it's way between her soaking cunt lips as the bed creaks under them. Alan is finding it hard to breath as Jane rides his tongue, forcing him to rim her arse hole as she rides the three fingers stuffed in her sopping cunt, locked in game of cat and mouse with Liam's fit-to-bust cock, hovering an inch from her lips.
"Are you going to spoil Mummy's lovely red lip stick?" Jane says, her tone demure and innocent while insistent she has her way.
"Is Mummy going to..." and she stops at that as she sees something in his eyes or maybe feels something in his cock but she knows she is there and he is there and she has her prey.
Letting go of his meat, Jane keeps him locked in her gaze as she opens her slut lips and offers her tongue for the sticky mess she wants so badly.
Liam's eye's close and Jane's orgasm from her fingers in her soaking snatch land as she shakes and bucks on Alan's face, her open mouth taking wad after thick wad of her young stud's hot, salty cum, spilling from her mouth and down her perfect lips, over her chin, flowing in a white river of filth, stretching and stringing down over her huge tits and past her thick, engorged nipples, over the suspender belt biting into her hips and with the first few drops landing on the back of her hand working furiously on her gaping cunt-hole, Liam's hand reaches for his cock to fix his ruined orgasm only to have his Mummy slap his wrist away and keep her dirty, dirty boy in the sweet but desperate state of needing and wanting but never quite fulfilling.
The last few drops of his cum land on my wife's tongue, the last one stringing in a web-like thread connecting my wife's whore mouth with this young stallion's meat.
Poor Alan wriggles out from under Jane's arse cheeks and gasps for sweet breath like a man who has been drowning.
"Fuck me!" Alan manages, as he gets his breath back, laughing.
"Yeah, fuck me! Me too!" Liam says, looking down at my cum-drenched wife. "Pleased I held back, now!"
Jane climbs off the bed and I help straighten her up before the four of us relax on the bed with a drink, going over how it felt and how much we had enjoyed it.
It goes without saying, Liam wanted to test how long he could hold out, a real stud in his own mind, cocky and sure of being able to control when he came and Alan was REALLY into being smothered and being forced to rim someone while they ignored him. These are the fantasies we love to hear about and love to play out with friends. They are what makes Fab such a great place. And that is why we love meeting people here.
You might be asking, what about you? Did you cum?
I rarely cum on meets. I enjoy the reclaim-sex after. Taking my wife back and enjoying her raw sexuality the way we know it together.
That's how we are. |
I love to be suckled !! 