Make a deal, Timmy’s cock for Jessie’s pussy.

From Create Your Own Story

Just as she is about to climax you whisper into her ear, seeing her eyes tightly closed on the edge of a powerful climax, “You're thinking about him right now, aren’t you slut? Thinking about him sucking your tits... his hard cock poking against you...”

That was the last word out of your mouth before Stacy finally falls off the cliff, into the throes of ecstasy.

Stacy thrashes about within your grip, grabbing your hand and crushing it into her breast and squeezing the other one between her legs as her pussy tightens against your fingers.

“Oh God yes!! Timmy!” she cries out pushed deeper and farther by your words, leaving you to only imagine what your wife is doing to your youngest son in her mind.

As her convulsions subside you continue. “Well you can have him. You can do whatever you want with him... but I get Jessie’s pussy in return.”

Stacy freezes for a moment before pulling out of your grasp. She turns to face you. “You want... to fuck our daughter? You want Jessie?” she asks, her eyes wide with shock at your suggestion.

“Clearly not as much as you want to fuck Ti-” Stacy jumps towards you and rams her lips onto yours, catching you off guard as she drives her tongue deep into your mouth. She shoves her hands into your jeans to grab at your cock, wilder than ever. You think to yourself that this must have been on her mind for quite a while now.

Finally your wife breaks the intense kiss, allowing you both to catch your breath. Her large breasts heave against your chest, her fingers still firmly secured around your dick.

“Well then...” Stacy says with a fiery lust in her eyes. “Tomorrow is open season on the twins. But right now this slut is taking you upstairs so she can fuck you senseless.”

She leads you up to your bedroom by the cock and before long the two of you are fucking like rabbits on speed on the bed the twins where conceived on.

Eventually you both pass out, only being awoken by the alarm clock. You glance at the time. It reads 6:30. Rolling your head the opposite way you see Stacy stretching next to you. The two of you share a knowing smile.

“So it's open season is it?” you ask her. She nods with a husky moan before wrapping her arms around your neck to give you a passionate good morning kiss.

Personal tools