Chapter 1: Grey's Anatomy and Growing Bulges
Cindy was off on another business trip, leaving me alone with her mother Sara for the weekend. "Let's unwind with some Grey's Anatomy," Sara suggested, her sharp eyes glinting as she settled on the couch beside me. The show droned on, but tension built fast.
"Cindy's always too tired for anything real," I confessed midway through an episode, shifting uncomfortably. "I can't seem to satisfy her no matter what I try."
Sara smirked, her voice dripping with wit. "Oh, darling, is that why you're squirming like a schoolboy? I can see that hard cock straining against your pants from here. Frustrating sex life, indeed—maybe your technique needs a woman's touch, not just complaints."
Her words hit like fire. I felt myself growing harder, the bulge obvious now. "Sara, that's... bold. But what would you know about it?"
"Plenty," she retorted, leaning closer, strong and unyielding. "If Cindy won't ride that cock properly, perhaps I should demonstrate. You're already horny, aren't you? I bet your pussy-starved ass is aching for release." She reached over, her fingers tracing the outline, making me pant.
Things turned squirmy and juicy fast. Sara stood, shedding her robe to reveal smooth skin, then pushed me back. "Watch and learn," she commanded, dropping to her knees for a teasing blowjob that had me sweating and dripping with need. Her tongue worked magic as I grew rock hard, her strong hands gripping my ass.
"Fuck, Sara," I groaned. She stood, straddling me confidently. "That's the idea. Let's see if you can make this wet pussy come." She lowered herself, guiding my cock inside her dripping heat. We moved in rhythm, panting and grinding, her witty moans spurring me on. "Harder—don't you dare hold back. I want that cum filling me."
The explosive buildup peaked as she rode me wildly, bodies slick with sweat, leading straight into the climax we both craved.
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