Secret Housewives Society – by CorysLife

“If you don’t want to.” Mrs. Smith said, I hadn’t noticed her sitting at the other side of the room. She was dressed in a red dress that barely went past her thighs.

“Don’t want to do what?” I asked, a very confused look must have been on my face because a few of the women giggled, including Mrs. Blake and Mrs. Smith.

“Well, the girls and I like to get together and pick a guy, and then share him.” She told me, slightly whispering into my ear as her fingers slid under my shirt, lifting it up slowly.

“Oh.” I said, raising my arms, letting her pull my shirt off. “This isn’t fair though.”

“What?” Mrs. Johnson asked as I looked down into her eyes.

“Why am I the only one with my shirt off?” I said as a smirk grew on my face.

“I like this one already.” One of the women said in a seductive, smooth voice. She was mixed, probably white and black, and she had long straightened black hair. She was already taking off her white tank top that barely held her giant tits.

The rest of the women followed her lead, taking off their shirts and throwing them across the room. I took in the sight of all of them. Mrs. Blake was wearing a sexy blue lace bra that went really well with her pale skin. Mrs. Smith took off her dress and she wasn’t wearing anything under it at all! She had a small strip of pubic hair above her mound, and cute pink nipples that topped her firm breast.

Mrs. Johnson dropped to her knees infront of me, biting her lip as her hands slid down my side. She slowly unzipped my jeans as Mrs. Blake and Mrs. Smith joined her on their knees. Her hand gripped the base of my shaft as she began slowly licking the tip of the head. Her hand began massagng my shaft as she popped the head into her mouth, her gorgeous brown eyes looked up at me. Mrs. Blake joined, her tongue joining Mrs. Johnson’s on the head of my cock as Mrs. Johnson massaging my balls, gently playing with them as her finger nails lightly scratched. This was beginning to already been too much for me, I could feel myself quickly racing towards cumming. Mrs. Smith pushed both Mrs. Johnson and Mrs. Blake aside and looked up at me.

“I always see you looking at me in class, especially these.” She said as her mouth neard my cock, her hands gripping her bouncing tits as she moved closer towards me. She slowly took me completely into her mouth, pulling me back out just as slow and spitting on the head of my cock before gripping it in her hand. She quickly jacked me off, spitting on it again before sitting straight up and sliding my cock between her breast.

She held them together as I began thrusting slowly between them. Mrs. Blake came back over from the couch and began kissing on Mrs. Smith’s neck. They were soon passionately kissing as I noticed Mrs. Johnson’s laying on the couch with her legs spread as one of the other women was knelt between them. The women was kissing on her thighs as her fingers massaging Mrs. Johnson’s folds. When I looked back Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Blake were would rubbing their gorgeous breast against my cock.

I exploded onto both of their faces. Now all of the women were infront of me on their knees, Mrs. Johnson and the other woman had rushed off the couch and were now licking my cum off of the two women who had just been massaging me cock with their tits.

The fifth woman in the room who had not done much talking was now on her knees infront of me cleaning the cum off the head of my cock. She had red hair, with the freckles on her cheeks to match. As I looked past her face I noticed she probably had the nicest ass in the room, it was round and jiggled when she moved.

I was already hard again as she sucked the remaining cum from the head of my cock. I pulled the red head to her feet and lead her over to the couch, she followed, looking into my eyes as she bit her lip and made her hips sway on purpose. I pushed her onto the couch and she spread her legs, biting the tip of her finger as she waited for my next move.

“Oooh Ciara, get it girl” The mixed woman said as she sat on the couch next to us. Mrs. Johnson walked over to us and climbed onto the couch, crouching above Ciara’s face.

Ciara immediately began kissing Mrs. Johnson’s thighs and flicking her tongue across her folds. I hadn’t noticed but Mrs. Smith was now next to me on her knees and wrapped her hand around my shaft. She began rubbing the head of my cock against Ciara’s folds. I thrust into her, my arms wrapping around her thighs and pulling her ass slightly off the couch. I begin taking long, deep strokes into her, Mrs. Smith occasionally licking my shaft as it exits Ciaras super tight, warm pussy. It was unusally tight for a women her age, she had to be at least forty but she was still as tight as a eighteen year old.

“Mmmm, yes David fuck her” Mrs. Johnson said as she groaned, Ciara moaning into Mrs. Johnson’s pussy as she continued to satisfy her friend.

“Mom what-” Brooke said, standing in the doorway with a bookbag on her shoulder.