The mother of my closest buddy – 4

I almost envied her as hot as that had been. But…I was also enjoying myself tremendously, watching the two of them, feeling their lips and tongues as they licked and sucked up and down my shaft.

“I’d love watching him fuck you now sweetie. Would you like that? Would you like to feel that nice hard big cock of his inside your pussy? While you’re licking mine?”

“Oh yes! Yes! I would!” Rose moaned anxiously as Bev guided her into position, with her ass up in the air now, just near the edge of the bed so I could stand up behind her while she in turn began earnestly licking Bev’s cunt.

In a way…I wish we had gotten pictures. It might have been interesting one day to see Rose’s expressions, showing them to her. But I knew that was never going to happen…thus content to at least secretly know I had fucked her, and that she had licked my cock…even though she would never know that she had.

We spent the next two hours fucking and sucking one another to our hearts content, in just about every conceivable position imaginable. At the end, I had stood with the two of them jerking me off together, kneeling there on the bed, working my cock back and forth between their respective tits until I had showered them both in a nice milky white spray of cream, saturating each one of them.

Finally exhausted, drained…Bev escorted me back outside and up the stairs again, me leaving first. “Go home, shower…spend some time with your parents,” she told me. And then come back later so that you and I can spend the rest of the night together…in my room.

“What about Rose?” I asked quietly, curiously…to which she smiled.

“Well…as I promised her, I’m now going back and pussy-fuck with her until we both climax again. After that, I’ll send her home…with the promise perhaps that maybe…just maybe, should the opportunity ever again present itself like it did today, that we might one day do this again.”

I started to say something, but Bev shushed me, and then pushed me, telling me to leave. “Come back after dinner,” she told me. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

**

One more day really. One more day, so I had likewise taken it off, this time pretending and calling in sick. Antony would be back on Saturday sometime, so that meant that for us at least, this was to be the last full day we would ever have together, and more than likely, the last day we would ever be together as well.

Neither one of us had really talked about it, more wishfully speaking, but clearly accepting the truth. Our time together was coming to an end…and with it, the most erotic, sensual experience of my life. I had lost my virginity to the perfect woman in the perfect way. At least I had that as a memory that would never, ever fade.

“Last room,” she had told me as we stood there looking inside at it together. It was again a reminder to me that things would soon be over between us. And though I wished that it wasn’t, I also knew as I stood there that I still couldn’t fuck my best friend’s mother inside his own bedroom. It just wasn’t going to happen.

So we compromised.

With one foot inside the door, I lifted Bev up, pinning her to the edge of the doorway inside the frame. Using that as support, I was able to lift her weight easily, also strong enough in doing so. Thus we stood there, half in his room, half in the hall, Bev’s legs wrapped around my torso, my cock buried deeply inside her, fucking here there against and within the door standing up.

It was surprisingly, a very pleasurable experience, as well as extremely exciting too. Feeling her sliding down over me, the slickness of that amazing pussy, bathing my cock in her sweet tasting cream, feeling her climax, feeling her let go…saturating my own dick in her spending as I in turn flooded her passage with a torrent of cream was beyond words.

“So…”

“So. We did it,” she stated. “We managed to fuck in every single room of the house…and then some.”

“Yes we did, and I wish we could do it all over again too,” I admitted to her.

“So do I…but we can’t…you know that.”

“I know,” I said, feeling forlornly already, though we still had an entire night ahead of us, our last night…together in her bed.

It was again a long night, with neither one of us getting much sleep. We made love, slowly…sensually, passionately for perhaps the last time. Bev went so far as to say that maybe we could…on occasion, go someplace