Visiting the MILF at her friend’s house[m/ff]

Caity and I had been hooking up for a while now, having to be discreet because of the small town we lived in. That and for the fact of her having kids, one of them playing on my little brother’s baseball team.

I was also Caity’s personal trainer. It was your typical played through scenario where one thing led to another and we started getting flirty. Maybe worth another story some other time… But now it had progressed to us teasing each other while training in a public gym that made us so horny that later we would find ways for her to get away from the kids for a meet up. (Not as bad as it sounds, she had a nanny). Usually we met up when her kids were spending the night at their friends’ houses.

This time, Caity was staying at a friend’s house for a “ladies night” as a cover for us. This “ladies night” routine happened a couple times before, but this time was a little different. Leading up to that weekend, Caity had told me that her friend, Alissa, didn’t have another place to go. We usually had Alissa’s house to ourselves, but this time Alissa might just head to a bar for a little while we had some fun. Alissa’s house was in a normal neighborhood, well lit with street lights and not that many trees for cover. Caity and I both thought this was kind of hot, as we knew people might recognize our cars parked out front of the house. The feeling of possibly getting caught turned us on. I always guessed that was why she picked this friend’s house for us to meet.

As I pull up to the house, I notice Alissa’s car parked in the driveway along with Caity’s. I assume Alissa just hasn’t left yet so I park in the street and head for the door. I find the front door is locked, which is unusual, I’m used to opening the door and finding Caity wearing something sexy or nothing at all. I knock and wait a couple seconds before hearing the deadbolt unlock and seeing the door part just enough to get two faces between the door and the frame. Caity and Alissa are both looking at me, smirking, not opening the door any further.

“Take your shirt off” Caity says in her flirty voice that I love, biting her lip in a smile after. I look at both of them, then behind me to the well lit street. I pull my shirt over my head while turning back to face them. The door slides open just a little more so Caity can reach an arm through signaling me to give her my shirt. As she grabs it from my hand, she tells me “now your shorts”. I look again at Alissa, who is eyeing me from head to toe. This time I stare at her as I slide my shoes off and kick them aside, unbuckle my belt and slide my pants down, then stepping out with each foot. Caity’s arm reaches out again, and I hand her my shorts while we both smile at each other.

I can tell they both notice I am getting hard under my briefs while standing there in the open on her front porch. “And those?” Caity finally says, raising her eyebrows to my underwear. I grab both sides and bend over sliding them down and off, before again handing my clothing to Caity. They both are sure to make me stand naked for a couple seconds before Caity tells me to come inside. Alissa opens the front door as Caity steps back wearing a black lacy thong, which meant the night would be a little rough. I heard Alissa close the door behind me, and I turn to notice she was in just a red bra and matching underwear. “Say hello to Alissa” Caity tell me. I was a little confused as to what was going on, so I must have jumped to best case scenario thinking Alissa was going to join us. Instead of a hello I try to kiss Alissa, and she stops me and says “no no, I’m just here to watch”. Caity laughs and walks to the living room couch taking a seat.

I walk over to Caity and stand in front of her. “Alissa is going to watch?” I ask. “She wants to see how good you are at punishing me” Caity says while sitting in front of me, leaning back with her hands planted on the couch next to her hips. I turn to look at Alissa who has found her way to the love seat and is laying on her side with her head propped up on her hand. I look back at Caity and she runs her eyes down to my hard cock, then back up to my eyes. I reach down and grab her hand, leading her up to stand close to me. I gently hold both sides of Caity’s head as we start making out in front of Alissa, Caity’s hands running along my lower back and hips.

Caity reaches for my cock. She gets only one stroke in before I reach down and grab her wrist, forcefully guiding her hand off of my cock. I reach back up and give her a good slap on her left cheek; she lets out a little gasp as I turn her head to whisper in her ear “you’re not allowed to use your hands tonight”. She replies with an audible groan showing her disappointment. She holds her arms out slightly and opens her hands, almost as if it’s hard for her to keep control of them. I turn our bodies around guiding her head with my hands, so that we switch places and I can sit. As I sit I keep guiding her head so that she bends over in front of Alissa so we can keep kissing. “Take your underwear off” I instruct her as I keep both hands on her head, keeping her face far enough away so that we can look in each other’s eyes. After she slides her underwear off, I guide her head down to my cock, where she willingly opens her mouth and starts sucking and bobbing her head.

I take a look at Alissa, she is now on her back with her head turned towards us to watch. She has taken her bra off and is rubbing her pussy through her underwear. I feel Caity’s hand on my cock which brings my attention back to us. Grabbing Caity by the hair, I pull her head up and give her another slap on her left cheek, harder than the first time. “I said no hands” I tell her before pushing her head back down and forcing her to take all of me inside her throat. I hold her down until I see her body convulse with a choke. I pull her by the hair back up, leaving a string of spit from her mouth to my cock as she gasps for air. She goes back down and picks up the pace; making slurping noises with my now spit covered cock. Every now and then one of her hands reaches up from the couch heading for my cock, and then she remembers she’s not allowed to use them and returns her hand back to the couch. She holds herself down to choke on my cock, making it messier just how we like.

Alissa now has her underwear moved to the side and is fingering herself with one hand while the other is squeezing on her chest. Watching Alissa really turned me on and I will not last long with Caity sucking on my cock. I feel myself getting close to cumming, so I take Caity back off my cock grabbing her hair and help her stand as I do the same. I turn Caity around and hold her body close to mine gripping her throat. “Now you’re going to make me cum” I say to Caity as I grab her hip with one hand and push on her upper back with the other making her bend over in front of me. I slide my spit covered cock into her pussy and she lets out a loud “ohhhhhh!”. I waste no time in finding a quick pace slamming myself into her as she holds on to her own legs. I’m holding on to her hips pulling her back into me with each thrust I give, fucking her as hard as I can. “OH. MY. GOD” she keeps repeating over and over while groaning at my cock pushing into her. As I start to cum I pull her into me and hold her tight, keeping my cock as deep in her as I can. I can feel her body twitch with mine as I cum inside her.

I pull myself out of her and look back at Alissa again. She must have finished with us and is now lying on the couch looking as physically spent as Caity and me.

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