Follow the smell of barbecue up the street
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You stand to introduce yourself. They shake your hands one by one. Veronica smiles and looks you up and down without anyone noticing. Cheryl looks you dead in the eyes and smiles. You feel blood surge to your cock. Emily looks down coyly as she shakes your hand. The three mothers introduce themselves and then head over to a picnic table to watch their children. | You stand to introduce yourself. They shake your hands one by one. Veronica smiles and looks you up and down without anyone noticing. Cheryl looks you dead in the eyes and smiles. You feel blood surge to your cock. Emily looks down coyly as she shakes your hand. The three mothers introduce themselves and then head over to a picnic table to watch their children. | ||
| - | You continue chatting with the fathers, but you're distracted. You look over at the mothers and catch them staring at you. They quickly avert | + | You continue chatting with the fathers, but you're distracted. You look over at the mothers and catch them staring at you. They quickly avert their eyes. The three of them whisper to each other and giggle. |
Your dying to fuck one of them, any of them, but you try to focus on your conversation with the dads. | Your dying to fuck one of them, any of them, but you try to focus on your conversation with the dads. | ||
Current revision as of 16:03, 12 November 2012
You catch a whiff of steak and charcoal coming from up the street and decide to follow it. The smell leads you to a big brick house on the corner of the street. The smell is coming from out back.
You walk around the side of the house. In the backyard you find a group of families gathered for a neighborhood barbecue. Three men sit around a table sipping beers, clearly the fathers. Kids run around playing in the grass.
You approach the fathers and introduce yourself.
"Welcome neighbor!" says one of the men, an overweight jovial fellow. "We just finished grilling up some steaks if you're hungry. There's beers in the cooler."
You take the friendly invitation, grab a beer and sit down. You explain to the fathers that you've just moved in and make small talk.
Soon the door to the house opens and three women -- the mothers -- step out. Damn.
The first woman, Veronica, is in her mid-thirties. Her face is beautiful and her lips seem curled in a perpetual smirk. She has light chocolate skin, and her hair is mostly shaved. She's wearing an orange tanktop and her massive tits are straining against the fabric. Her ass is thick and supple.
The second woman, Cheryl, is a redhead. Her face is much plainer than Veronica's, but her tits are bigger. Huge. She's wearing a little too much eye shadow but she still manages to be sexy.
The third woman is named Emily. She's a petite little blond with smaller, supple breasts and big blue eyes.
You stand to introduce yourself. They shake your hands one by one. Veronica smiles and looks you up and down without anyone noticing. Cheryl looks you dead in the eyes and smiles. You feel blood surge to your cock. Emily looks down coyly as she shakes your hand. The three mothers introduce themselves and then head over to a picnic table to watch their children.
You continue chatting with the fathers, but you're distracted. You look over at the mothers and catch them staring at you. They quickly avert their eyes. The three of them whisper to each other and giggle.
Your dying to fuck one of them, any of them, but you try to focus on your conversation with the dads.
Finally, the three women head inside.
Seeing your chance, you ask to use the restroom. One of the dad's tells you where it is.
