Need to Feel Wanted 2.0

To Feel Wanted Part 2

Chris was trying not to throw up. He had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or more accurately, with his cock in his best friend's mom. They had been at the end of what was going to be the first of a few orgasms in their planned marathon sexy time when they heard Nat and then saw her crouched outside his door, watching them fucking like animals.

No, that was not fair, fucking like two people that found out they were in sync sexually and enjoying one another. He was an adult and so was she and they had nothing to be ashamed of. And every time they were together it only seemed to get better. She loved making him feel good and he loved returning the favor as often as possible.

But Nat knowing was a complication. When he pulled out of Sandy he had seen her, sprawled out on the carpet outside his room, her skirt hiked up, her eyes locked on his dripping member as it swung from his groin for all to see.

Nat came back to her senses a moment later, shot to her feet and ran down the hall to her room and slammed to door.

"Oh my god we are so fucked." Chris began to pace, running his still wet fingers through his sweat matted hair as he looked around frantically for some boxers or sleep pants to cover his now fully wilted cock. He had to go after her and talk to her and somehow salvage this train wreck so his friend didn't find out and kill him or Sandy's husband didn't shoot him in the face.

"Yes we are baby." Sandy said as she rolled onto her back, laughing in a cum drunk haze and pawing at her still swollen sex, pulling another runner of hot cum from inside herself and tucking it into her mouth before throwing Chris a wink.

"This is not something to laugh about Sandy. She is going to kill us." Chris said, his frustrations boiling over as he finally found some boxers and pulled them roughly on and began to head for the door. Sandy stood up quickly and grabbed his arm.

"That's not what I saw, if she had wanted to kill us or freak out she would have swept in here and made a stink and thrown me out and so on but she didn't." Sandy looked away from Chris, pushed her own sweat mopped hair out of the way and flashed him a confident smile. "You just relax, get some water and some for me too and wait here. I'll go talk to her."

Sandy looked about the young man's room and found her little lacy black thong and her bra and quickly put them on as Chris continued to pace and mumble in fear to himself. He was so cute when he was nervous. Sandy laughed again once she got her bra clipped and in place before she crossed the room and kissed him roughly, her tongue diving into his mouth and she gripped his athletic body tightly to her.

"Just relax, get water like I said and let me handle this." Sandy said once she broke the kiss, he was breathing hard already from the embrace and his cock was half inflated in his boxers making them tent. "And keep that thing ready, this isn't over." Sandy said as she made her way out of his room and down the hall.

In truth she was terrified. She knew they had gotten careless but the dick was so fuckin good she didn't care. She was so over her husband, she knew he was cheating and she had enough. Chris was amazing and was learning so fast how to please her better and better. His stamina was insane and he loved it when she played up the naughty talk, it got him so hard and made him perform even better, if that was even possible. Sandy had never felt better, she had started going back to the gym to get in shape, mostly so she could take his big fat cock as often as he wanted to give it to her, she had gotten back on her birth control and it was a good thing too because Chris would go for at least three or sometimes even four sessions when they did get together and although she knew he would have worn a condom or pulled out if she asked him to, she loved how it felt when he would absolutely hose down her insides with his cum. The idea of it and the feeling of his most recent load now soaking her panties gave her a shiver and she really hope this was not the end of things. She loved how it felt to be with him, it was like being young again and in the throws of new dating.

But first to see if she could talk Nat into letting this go.

Sandy reached out and took hold of the door handle and was glad to find it unlocked, with a steadying breath she turned the handle and knocked at the same time.

"Nat?"

"Please go away." Nat said as she sat on her immaculately made bed, her head in her hands.

"Will you let me explain please?" Sandy said, standing before a woman she thought was her friend, hands on her hips, not at all put back that she was just dressed in black lacy underwear and her panties were full of Chris's cum.

"What is there to explain? You're taking advantage of my stepson. Ruining your marriage and his life by doing it." Nat said as she looked up at Sandy, her beautiful face streaked with tears, noticing how little Sandy was wearing she stood and moved over to the closet and threw a robe at her that Sandy caught but made no move to put on.

"Will you please cover up; I can't look at you and talk to you with you standing here naked." Nat said with a hint of what may have been disgust in her voice. Sandy was worried now as she pulled on the soft terrycloth robe. She may really be in for it. Sadness began to gnaw at her insides as she began to feel like this really may be the last time she and Chris would be together.

"So... Talk." Nat said, her eyes were still wet with tears. Sandy, her hormones elevated by the recent sex she had noticed how amazing Nat looked. She was tall, taller than Sandy by a few inches and her body was insane. She had always felt like a blob around Nat when she would come to the pool and come out in a swimsuit. She usually wore very modest one piece at their dinner parties but even that was high cut and only seemed to accentuate her gym earned curves and an ass that looked almost fake if she hadn't known how much work she did on it. She was in a little black dress that looked pained on and Sandy could see the wide lace bands of the tops of her thigh highs. Sandy licked her lips unconsciously as she imagined what else, if anything she had on underneath that dress.

What had happened to her since she had taken up with Chris? She was like some college girl, wet for anyone and anything that even hinted at sexy or sexual. She didn't hate it though.

"I am not taking advantage of him. We are both adults and he is enjoying himself, I'm enjoying myself."

Nat cut her off with a huff. "Yeah I heard that. Are you trying to get pregnant and trap him?" Nat asked, hands on her so very sexy hips, Sandy had to stop herself again grom undressing Nat with her eyes.

"What? No. I got an IUD the second we decided we were going to have this be a thing." Sandy said, trying not to remember that super fun procedure.

"We?" Nat asked.

"We, yes we. Like it or not he is over 18 and perfectly capable of deciding on his own about what he does in the bedroom." Sandy felt good bumps run the course over her skin as she remembered the first time his cock had entered her and stretched her open, how deeply his cock touched her and in all the places she loved and made her head spin.

"So you would be ok if I just went and fucked your son?" Nat asked. Sandy felt her jaw tighten but it was just for a moment.

"If he was into it and you decided you wanted to have consensual sex and you didn't care about your marriage like I don't about mine, then yes, he's a handsome boy and deserves to be treated well by a woman who would teach him the things he needs to know to please a woman." Sandy said truthfully.

Nat's mouth dropped open in shock. "Sure you say that because you didn't just walk in on me taking him in doggie and getting filled up like some kind of careless hooker."

Sandy felt a flash of anger at being called a whore.

"I told you; I took precautions. You don't have a right to tell me how I fuck." Sandy cocked her head. "Is that what's bothering you? That he's fucking me or that you aren't getting any."

She was taking a risk but fuck that, she was not going to let this gym rat talk to her like that, mom of her boy toy or not.

"What?"

"You heard me. Chris has noticed too. He told me that his dad is never around, always "working". Always coming home late and too tired. Just goes up to shower and then washes his clothes right away right?" Sandy said. Trying to keep the venom out of her voice. She saw it dawning on Nat's lovely, tear-streaked features. She knew, just like Sandy knew that her husband was stepping out. She always thought it was because she got ugly or fat or something, but if it could happen to Nat, who looked like some fucking IG model then it was not about looks, just some other bullshit reason cheaters made to justify to themselves what they do.

"That's none of his business or yours." Nat said quietly, her voice barely audible. Sandy felt bad for striking the nerve but it wasn't like this was her first choice. She really wished she had a husband who wanted her, was there for her, needed her instead he was off banging someone else.

"Well I'm sorry for you. You are wonderful and sexy as fuck and deserve someone who appreciates that. I'm amazing and your son sees that and we given one another what we want. Its probably not forever but even for right now it will work and its fuckin amazing." Sandy said as she adjusted the cups of her bra and realized how amazing her tits looked in this bra. She also realized with a shudder how hot they would look pressed together with Chris's rampant cock sliding between them.

Chris! Oh the poor kid must have paced a trench in the floor by now.

"Listen. I'm going to go back and talk to Chris and I'm going to enjoy the night we had planned. I promise I won't hurt your son. He's a great kid and he is helping me navigate some really tough stuff and being far more mature than you might think. You would be proud." Sandy waited for Nat to say something to stop her but she remained silent. Taking that as he que she left the room and shut the door behind her and padded quickly back to Chris's room.

Chris looked anxious and disheveled to say the least. He was talking to himself and playing over what he was going to say to Nat when she came to ream him out.

He turned back to the door as it swung open and stopped mid-sentence as Sandy walked in with a big smile on her face and unclasped her bra and tossed it to him, her heavy breasts falling free of the lace confines.

"So, where were we?" Sandy felt him tense and then relax as she kissed his neck and planted little kisses and licks on his strong chest.

"What is going on? What did you say to her?" Chris asked as he let her continue and then reached down and gripped her meaty ass in his strong hands.

"Mmmmm, well she was mad at me for taking advantage of you. Then I told her I wasn't and that we have fun and I was going to get back to that." Sandy said as she reached her hand down and slipped it into his boxers and grabbed hold of his inflating member.

"And that's it? Chris said as he sighed and groaned as Sandy began to stroke his cock, helping it back to its full and ridged length.

"That's it. She is just looking out for her son. I get it. I mean who could refuse this?" Sandy asked as she slipped to her knees and pulled Chris's boxers down, his hard cock flipping up and rebounding to a 45-degree angle from his groin, twitching to the beat of his heart.

"You sure about this, like doing it when she's home?" Chris asked as he stroked Sandy's cheek and she leaned out and kissed the tip of his already leaking member, drawing a sigh from him again.

"Well." Sandy began, slipping her mouth onto and all the way down Chris's impressive cock till her nose was against his groin. Chris leaned his head back and uttered something unintelligible as she jumped her tongue against the bottom of his shaft and he could feel his cock in the entrance to her throat. Sandy pulled back and came off his ridged helmet with a pop. "I could just get dressed and go home if you are really worried about it." She looked up at him, resting his cock on her face and running her hands up and down his legs gently.

The smile that crept over his face was pure lust and mischief and Sandy engulfed his cock again, sucking the top half and short stroking the bottom, catching her spit as it slid along his length and rubbing it over his balls and shaft.

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Nat stood in front of her mirror; her face now streaked with drying tears. She knew her husband was stepping out; the signs were clear as day. He had touched her maybe once in the last year. They never fought, it was more like benign neglect, the way you treat a dog you want to go away. The thought broke her heart. Every time she asked what was wrong it was always nothing, its fine, I'm just this or that. He would not go to counseling, he said so and he didn't see what the problem was.

It wasn't fair. She was young and in the prime of her life still. She felt and looked better than she had in her life. Aside from the great big hole in her heart where her husband and the love of her life should have been, everything was going along great.

She wiped her eyes once more and reached up to unzip her skirt. She was going to tell the committee she got sick. She didn't want to see anyone right now she just wanted the sad in her heart to go away.

Then she heard a squeak and a moan from down the hall and stopped. Sandy really had gone back down to Chris's room and was having her way with him. She couldn't fight back the feeling of jealousy she felt. Why should Sandy get to have what sounded like some really amazing sex and she was totally left out.

She wanted to feel that good again. Feel wanted, desirable, sexual. She wanted to feel some strong hands on her and a hot pumping organ inside her very neglected pussy.

Nat heard Sandy crying out in rapture and she made up her mind.

With quick action she unzipped her dress and stepped out of it, letting it pool at her feet. She stood there in her sheer thong that showed her bare pussy lips nestled between her muscular thighs, her torso was tight and hard as she traced her hands up her body onto her sensitive nipples, hidden behind a sheer black mech bra. Her hands dropped again and traced the thick lacy bands of her thigh high stockings and she considered taking them off till she saw herself I the mirror.

No, she looked like someone who was begging to be fucked and the stockings just were the frosting on this piece of fine, beautiful cake that she was.

With a deep breath to steady herself she began working her way down the hall toward Chris's room. They had at least shut the door this time but the wall and door did little to mute the groans and cries from the coupling within.

Her hand was shaking as she reached out and tried the door handle. Locked.

Her doubts and the insanity that had led her here all jumped on her with aggression. What was she doing? How could she fuck Chris? Was that what was even going to happen? Did she just want to watch and play with herself, even just to get some relief until she could figure out what to do? She was a monster, only a monster would throw away their marriage by fucking their husband's son. She felt fear and the loathing and the tears coming and that alone made her angry.

He didn't care about her and it wasn't fair.

Nat felt like she was going to throw up when she raised her fist and rapped it on the door three times. The sounds inside stopped instantly and there was some moving and then the lock clicked.

"Come in." Sandy said seeming to have gone back across the room already.

Nat took a deep, shaky breath and turned the handle. The beside lamp was on now and the tv off. Chris was laying with his head and shoulders propped up on some pillows. Sandy was laying on her side between his legs, blocking Nat's view of his package, but Sandy was totally naked and a smile pasted on her lovely, sex reddened features.

Chris looked like he was going to die. His eyes crawled all over her barely clad body and she almost ran out of the room when he spoke.

"Holy shit Nat, you look incredible." Nat tried not to let tears fill her eyes as she nodded but couldn't speak. She felt somewhat shy but those words, words from his heart was the most lovely thing anyone had said to her in a while that really wanted nothing from her other than love.

Sandy nodded her agreement and rolled to a sitting position. Nat gasped as she saw Chris's cock laying half hard against his leg, shiny from whatever they had been doing before she had knocked.

Sandy looked amazing, her large breasts hanging against her chest, her slight belly made her look nurturing and sexual at the same time, her legs and hips were thick but looked firm for her age. Sitting like she was on the edge of the bed, Nat could see she was shaved bald between her legs and her lips were puff and engorged from arousal.

Chris felt like his head was going to explode. Nat had always been a dark little fantasy of his, so much younger than his dad and she had been such a fantastic stepmom since he was younger, not like the horror shows and tyrants some of his friends had. She was a picture from an IG model fantasy. Closer to a CrossFit athletic build but still very feminine. Chirs could see the faint outline of her six pack abs as she stood before them breathing hard and nervous.

"I think I just... want to watch. Maybe just watch, if that's ok." Nat said in a voice just above a whisper. Sandy smiled and she saw Chris visibly swallow his nervousness. Looking around the surprisingly clean room and seeing the large recliner at the foot of his bed that Chris used for gaming. Nat moved to it and turned it around so she could sit in the bed and watch; close but not so close as to be too weird, or weirder than this situation already was.

Nat paused for a moment and took a deep, steadying breath and then looked at the naked pair on Chris's large bed.

"I guess even if I just watch it's not fair to be so overdressed." She laughed nervously and then reached behind herself and undid her bra and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Then with trembling hands she slipped her thumbs into the thin straps of her G-string and slid it over his shapely ass and down her legs before kicking it away.

Chris was now fully and almost painfully hard. He had seen Nat in a bikini lots of time and always wondered what she looked like naked. None of his fantasies even got close to doing her form justice in all its glory.

Her breasts were quite small but sat high on her chest like a woman ten years younger. Her hips had a lovely flare even if it was only slight, and her pussy was bald and Chris imagined how amazingly tight it was as she sat down in the chair and hiked one leg up on the arm, exposing herself until she dropped a hand and covered her mound with it.

"Well, where were we?" Sandy asked with a smile, her own face flushed with surprise and want as Chris lay back, still propped up so he could watch but also so he could see what Nat was doing.

Sandy crawled forward, kissing her way up his legs as she took hold of his twitching, leaking shaft and liked up from its base to the tip. "Jesus baby, I thought I was going to have to work you back up but once she took off those tiny little panties, you are hard enough to hurt me." With a wink Sandy slipped her mouth over the head of his cock and began to gently sick at his length. Chris tried to keep his eyes open so he could watch both Sandy as she worked him and Nat as she began to gently rub her puffy lips, her hand doing small slow circles over her lips, giving him brief glimpses of the wet pink hole beyond.

Sandy was now sideways on his bed, on her hands and knees, working his cock solely in and out of her mouth. Chris was fighting so hard not to let his pleasure get too high and foil this absolutely legendary moment. Nat was now moving her hips in time with Sandy's mouth, like she was fucking him, pushing him inside her, her fingers were moving faster over her lips and clit, the wet sounds coming from between her open thighs was so enticing, he wanted so badly to crawl between her thighs and taste the wetness there.

"Oh my god." Nat felt like her whole body was on fire, she closed her eyes for a split second as the sensation of slipping a finger into her hole washed over her body. Everything was building and tingling. She was hot but she could feel the goosebumps over her whole body. Watching Sandy's mouth and tongue slide over his cock was driving her insane. His cock was very impressive. It was not porno big but it was above average and thick. It looked like it would feel really really good without hurting her.

Ladies out there know what I mean.

Sandy pulled off his cock, the suction from her lips creating an audible popping sound and Chris was left throbbing and pulling in the open air, his cock slick and dripping with saliva.

Sandy moved up his body and took hold of his twitching cock, without any preamble or speeches she placed it at the entrance to her very wet and ready pussy ad sat her weight down on it, taking it to the hilt in one go.

Nat let the breath she didn't realize she was holding go in a long groan as she saw Sandy's hole get stretch wide around Chris. Both of them moaned together as she fully seated herself on him. Nat felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest as she watched Sandy begin to bounce up and down on his cock. They were both groaning and moaning together with each thrust, Sandy had tipped her body forward so Chris could suck on her heavy tits and Nat could get an amazing view of his cock slipping in and out of her drenched tunnel.

Sandy was soaked, Nat could see her liquid coating Chris's balls that were pulled up tight against his groin and roiling each time she sat back on his cock.

Chris was in heaven, Sandy's tits were in his face and he was sucking on them and mauling them just the way she liked as she kept the easy, rhythmic pace, rocking his pole inside her, she knew how to make him hit all the places inside her she loved and she was loving it. Sandy was about to cum, he could feel it but she was really trying to put on a show for Nat, let her see what they were doing and part of him was jealous, he loved seeing the cock inside when he watched porn and the idea that Nat was watching his cock in Sandy made him shiver with lust.

Sandy felt her orgasm surge through her and she froze, her ass flexing on Chris as her insides gripped him, pulsed around him and coated his cock with even more wetness if that was possible. She let out a series of whimpers and then turned her head to look at Nat.

Nat was about to pop as well, her fingers were a tornado over her lips and clit, the former now red and swollen with lust and from the attention of her fingers and soaked with her juices. She was taking huge gasping breaths and she finally gasped as she came, slipping two fingers inside and pressing tightly to her clit with her palm. Sandy watched as her stomach flexed and her torso contorted as she came, oh so very hard on her fingers.

Sandy pulled herself slowly off of Chris and gasped as she felt him pop out of her. She hated how empty she felt when he was not inside her. She lay down beside Chris and he took his que to crawl on top of her.

Sandy looked past Chris's strong shoulder and called to Nat, who looked like she was about to get some post nut clarity and Sandy didn't want anything to stop this train.

"Sweetie, come over here." Sandy said to Nat and she stood up out of the chair on wobbly legs, coming to stand beside the pair. "Come have a seat." Sandy said as she pushed Chris back so he was kneeling between Sandy's thighs. Nat hesitated and Sandy was worried she would chicken out.

Nat was trembling, she hadn't been with a woman since college and this was all happening so fast. That last orgasm was insane, her stomach almost hurt she came so hard, but she wanted to feel that again and Sandy was offering her a path to it. She knelt on the bed and was about to put her leg over Sandy's head so she would be facing away from Chris when Sandy stopped her.

"Nat, Honey. You know you want to watch him fuck me. You can't see that with your back turned. Trust me, it will be amazing."

Nat took a second and then shifted so she was now astride Sandy's head and literally facing Chris, he was only a foot away. Nat lost all care when she felt Sandy spread her cheeks and slide her tongue from her clit up and over her wrinkled little asshole.

"I'm not going to suffocate you am I?" Nat asked, barely managing to speak as Sandy began to lick her pussy like a pro. Sandy answered by taking rough hold of her muscular butt and pulling her down onto her face even more, ramming her tongue into Nat's dripping depths and eliciting a cry of pure pleasure.

Sandy laugh was muffled by Nat's lips and sweet depths as she took a firm hold of her and began to feast on her, her tongue bathing Nat's pussy lips and darting deep into her hole, Sandy played her thumb over the crinkled knot of her ass as well, feeling her shiver each time she did.

Nat was trying not to pass out, Chris looked like a dear in headlights, his eyes wide until he remembered he was between a very willing woman's thighs with a rock-hard cock. Stroking his member once he set it against Sandy's hole and pushed, slipping inside her all the way, drawing a Gasp from Nat who had been watching intently and a muffled moan from Sandy.

Nat was enthralled as she watched Chris thrusting into Sandy, her body rebounding as he quickened his pace. Her moans of pleasure sent vibrations into Nat's pussy and made her feel like she was going to pass out. His muscles stood out, his arms pushing her legs apart as she smacked his pelvis into Sandy. Chris looked up into her face, his face contorted in pleasure as he held his pace, the tempo impressive in its speed as well as depth of his thrusts. Nat got an idea and reached down, took hold of Sandy's legs and pulled her knees up toward her chest and spread her legs even farther open. Chris groaned and increased his speed, he was hitting her deeper and Sandy began to groan and cry out, momentarily stopping her licking as she held on for dear life.

"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum.... ahhh.... ahhhh... yes... like that oh fuck." Sandy's hips began to buck as she came and Chris never faltered, his thrusts never flagged, as he pounded her through her orgasm, only slowing once she had begun to shake and jammed his cock in one time really deep and hard and stopped, allowing her to come down a bit while he caught his breath.

"Jesus Christ, Kid. You fuck like a pro." Nat said and then she covered her mouth in embarrassment, she felt so new to this like she was a virgin or something. Chris was sitting back on his haunches, his cock still inside Sandy as he flexed forward giving her tiny thrusts causing her to shiver and moan and she once more set to licking Nat. Nat dropped her mouth open as Sandy latched her lips onto her clit and began to suck. She reached up and took hold of her nipples, pulling them and wincing at the pain/pleasure mix and Chris blushed as he began to fuck Sandy again with long, slow thrusts.

"You looked so fucking hot Natalie." Chirs said, his voice barely a husky whisper as he reached out and ran his sweating hand from the side of her butt cheek to cup her left tit while she held them. Nat felt the goosebumps trail up her form as he touched her, white hot caress combined with Sandy vapor locked on her clit with sucking and flicking licks pushed her to the edge.

"You like watching me cum?" Nat asked, pinching her nipples harder as she felt it getting near, the cliff that led to the clutching release of her orgasm. Chirs was picking up the pace now, his eyes wide as he nodded mutely, lost in the pleasure of his thrusts. Sandy was now sucking and groaning as he continued to punish her pussy.

"Your cock is so big, so wet.... fuck... I can hear how wet you're making her... oh god.. Is she gonna make you cum baby."

"Yes!" Chris moaned, sounding almost panicked, his eyes wide, staring at her as his hips went into overdrive.

"I want to see you cum... I want to see how hard she makes you cum." Nat felt everything narrow, her ecstasy was in final countdown, she was going to cum, so.... fucking.... hard.

"Cum for me baby."

"I wish this this was you!" Chris shouted, his eyes opened, panic and lust on his face. Sandy was howling in pleasure as she sucked on Nat's clit and sent her over the edge.

"Yessss fucking cum for me!!!" Nat screamed, her voice sounded desperate, her orgasm slammed into her pussy like a hammer.

"Oh God Mom!!!!" Chirs cried out and yanked his cock from the we confines of Sandy's pussy, his fist shooting up and down its soaked length as the head of it swelled and a bomb of pure bliss detonated in his core. Nat heard his exultation and felt her insides turn to jelly, her body contorting and she screamed out gripping her chest as she came harder than she ever had.

Chris fired a rope of cum that hit Nat in the belly. Another flew out and landed on Sandy's heaving torso, then two more followed suit, each pulse drawing a groan of pleasure from Chris as he held on to his member as it spat and surged, continuing to stroke it until he seated it back into the gaping center of Sandy's pussy and pushed it in, finishing his last few pulses in her clutching center as she too lost herself to the ecstasy.

Nat felt the hot cum hit her body and she ceased up, heard him call her mom. The most scared of titles at the most taboo of times. Her senses were awash as her pussy continued to pulse, throb and her orgasm would not relent. Chris sat back, his cock coming free of Sandy and he was still sighing and groaning, barely able to keep his balance, the aftershocks of his orgasm better than anything he had ever felt.

That was until Nat leaned down and took the head of his overly stimulated cock between her lips and began to suck. His hands shot down to try to push her head away. The sensations too much but she grabbed his hips and held on suckling at his cock as it tried to flag and go limp but her licks and her insane tongue would not relent.

"Nat.... Fuck... you're going to kill me." Chris croaked out and finally lost his balance, falling back off the bed and into his recliner. His cock still twitching and aching from how hard he had cum.

Nat licked her lips, eyes closed as she savored the flavors and committed the activity to her memory. His cock really was amazing. Even flagging from just having spent his seed, he was soft and yet still hard. Throbbing and coated in Sandy's wonderful flavor. She could taste the salty taste of his cum and it thrilled her so to have him in her mouth and she swallowed it down before opening her eye, seeing him laying in the chair, his hand clutching his cock and jerking it to get the last of the sensation to abate. She rolled off Sandy who was laughing and running her hands through the cum that lay in lines across her torso, pulling it up onto her tits and tasting it as well.

They all looked cum drunk, their senses numb and inflamed all at the same time, the fatigue of the kind that only set in when you fuck like you are supposed to.

Sandy took hold of Nat and pulled her to her, she nestled in and lay her head on the pillow they kissed for a moment, gently and without saying a word. Their hands caressing one another until Chris crawled up onto the bed and they parted to allow him to crawl in between them. They fell into his strong arms and he kissed Sandy roughly, their tongues fighting as he told her silently that he still wanted her and when they broke their kiss she looked at him with appreciation in her eyes and then lay her head down and closed her eyes. Chris turned his head to look at Nat, her hair matted to her face and her body glistening with sweat and his cum, she pulled herself tightly against him and put a leg over his. Her lips brushed his and they shared a tender and silent kiss. Their tongues touching gently, saying hello as they shared their first kiss, a lovers kiss, the fire he felt from her told him this would happen again and often.

"Thank you." She whispered and then she lay her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Chris lay back and followed suit, letting the fatigue take him.