27-06-2019, 10:06 PM
Seeing his disappointment and frustration, Sheila offered a consolation prize. It was her attempt to put the couple together that resulted in heartbreak for Adam. Plus, she couldn't deny that she had a great time with him at the last party.
"Hey, Honey. How would you like a visit from the sex fairy? I let sexy young men like you finish anywhere they want," she winked, as she held up a sparkling wand she had in her belt.
Tempted, but still feeling down on his luck, Adam politely declined the generous offer. He was more than happy to play with other women any day of the week, but at the moment he was hung up on one.
The upset teenager wandered around the party in envy of the other 40 or so guests that were engaging in their desires. He searched the party to find the other third of the guests, who weren't engaging in sex at the moment, so he could have some company. As he toured the large abode he noticed that Frank was making use of his free play to be intimate with Olivia again. Adam moved on to other parts of the house.
That was when he spotted his mom again. She was in the lounge room, along with a lot of other people. Adam didn't spot her by her face. He picked her out by her blonde hair, her exposed back, and her firm ass stretching out her black hot pants as they rested on her heels, with silver handcuffs dangling to the ground.
Her head was bobbing back and forth inside the spread thighs of the same young guy she blew the previous week, AJ. That was when Adam remembered Christie had bet him head for the week if he could make his ball in her tube during Tube Pong.
AJ didn't seem too impressed like he was last time, based on his mild expression. However, the idea of his mom blowing another guy gave Adam the same combination of jealously and eroticism as it did last time. The intrigued son tried to get as close as he could to the performance without it appearing creepy and intentional.
He positioned around a corner of an empty room that connected to the living room. He peered into the room anxiously. He had a view over the armrest of the brown leather sofa AJ was sitting on, while also allowing him to see nearly the entire side profile of his captivating MILF.
From a stone's throw away, it was clear that Christie was not giving the same effort she did when she fucked Frank or blew AJ last week. It didn't matter though, as Adam was still stirred by the sight of his mom's lips wrapped around a man's cock.
Adam's hand quickly reached for his expanding shaft, which was demanding attention. Recognizing the faux pas it would be to stroke himself alone while watching another pair, Adam made sure to keep his entire body hidden behind the wall.
Figuring the worst thing that could happen was looking like a peeping tom, Adam watched his mother's blonde head move in and out of the AJ's thighs at a moderate clip. Adam slid his right hand under the elastic of his light orange pants and his checkered boxers.
After five minutes of watching and masturbation doing nothing to quell his erection, Adam needed to get closer. As he tried to think of a way to get closer, he saw the ebony fairy that he rejected earlier walk into the living room with one of Frank's employees, who was dressed as an Egyptian pharaoh.
Apparently the "sex fairy" liked older men as well, because the man holding her hand was maybe in his early 60s. The pharaoh had a tent in his white gown, as he went to lie down on a sofa on the other side of the room, expecting Sheila to climb on top.
Before the fairy with 44F breasts climbed on top of the Pharaoh for a ride that was likely to break his back, her eyes caught a familiar gaze from around the corner.
Sheila asked her eager coworker to hold on for a moment, then she made her way across the lounge to the far exit. Adam wanted to avoid the embarrassment of standing alone behind a wall masturbating, so he quickly pulled his hand from his pants and took his phone out to act as if he was texting in private.
His cover-up failed since Sheila wasn't stupid. Also, as the friendly fairy gestured with a coy expression, Adam's beating cockhead was poking through his elastic waistband.
Looking around the room from Adam's perspective, she identified his purpose for spying into the room and what he was masturbating to.
"You just can't let her go, can you?" She admired his determination.
"I guess not."
An offended expression came over his mom's friend's face. "Well it's nice to see you like your hand more than you like me."
Hurrying to remedy his offence, Adam justified, "No, no, no. Believe me, I would much rather have fun with you than my hand, it's just..." He stared off into Christie's direction.
To his surprise, Sheila laughed, "I'm just playin' with you. I know exactly what you're doing. Don't worry, I don't take it personally. Christie is a beautiful woman. And I can tell you like seeing her be seductive, even if it's not with you."
Adam nodded in agreement.
"I guess you'd like to be a lot closer, but you don't want to be standing in a room at a sex party having sex with yourself?"
The turned-on boy chuckled, "Yep. You go it. I can still see pretty well from here though."
Still keen on making up for her part in Christie leading him on and then leaving abruptly, Sheila put her finger to her lip. "Well I can see that... but how would you like to jerk it from a close-up view?"
Seeing that Sheila obviously had something in mind other than him just walking up there alone and stroking his dick, Adam bit, "Well clearly that would be better than me stalking behind a wall."
Sheila was radiant because she was confident she was getting what she wanted. "In a party like this, it would be odd if you sat down on that couch next to them and jerked off."
There was a categorical nod from Adam.
"But," the crafty fairy continued, "it wouldn't be weird if you sat down on that couch and jerked off onto a black fairy's tits and face, would it?"
The toned highcollegeer looked at Sheila like she was a gift from God. "Seriously?! You would do that for me? Even after I turned you down earlier? But what about your friend over there?"
Finally feeling atonement for her guilt, a grateful Sheila took Adam by the hand. "Honey, I had fun between your thighs last time and I'm sure it'll be no different this time. I know you were just upset about Christie, so I'll give you a second bite of the apple. And don't worry about King Tut over there, he can wait." She led her young entertainment over to the sofa where Adam's dream woman was blowing her subordinate.
The leather was taut but forgiving as Adam sat down one cushion away from AJ. The envious son stared at his sexualized mom running her lips over another cock.
Sheila helped Adam pull down his orange scrub pants, releasing his reddened erection. Tempted to put it in her mouth, or better yet, get up onto the cushion and sit on it, the "sex fairy" settled for cradling her young toy's balls in her right hand while massaging and pinching her left nipple with her left hand. Adam pumped at the rate he wanted to.
Just a few feet from his eyes, knelt his mom. Her face was gorgeous, but her chest commanded just as much interest from Adam. AJ didn't even notice Adam was watching his dick being sucked- he was too busy staring at the same chest to help him get off. It was even more evident up-close that Christie wasn't putting as much effort into it as she was last Friday.
The horny son masturbated anyway, whilst turning his attention to Sheila every few moments in order to make her efforts felt appreciated. But Sheila expected not to be the center of his focus.Adam watched as AJ placed his hand on the back of the blonde head below him and started to help it move faster. Christie looked up at AJ's face to gauge his reaction to a performance because she, herself, knew that she too distracted to put 100% into it.
It was then that she felt the presence of someone next to her. She looked to the left and saw her friend playing with her own nipple. Christie then followed Sheila's outreached arm to see what she was doing and whom she was with. At the end of the dark arm, was her hand holding a contrastingly white package. As Christie continued to bob in and out of AJ's lap with the aid of his hand, she then saw the penis attached to the ballsack. Wow, that's a nice one. Good for Sheila.
The curious friend's eyes followed the orange shirt of the cock's owner. Before her gaze got to his face, she had an eerie suspicion of whom it was. Christie, once again, found herself making eye contact with her son while she blew another man. Her eyes doubled in size, as she watched her son stroked his shaft to her performance. With nowhere to run and no way reasonable out of her current situation, Christie continued to blow AJ while frequently darting her eyes back over to Adam, who gawked at her face and chest.
The first thing a stunned Christie noticed was Adam's increased stroke rate after they made eye contact. Without recognizing it at first, the blonde's libido kicked in and she began to suck AJ faster in response. As she sucked faster, Adam stroked faster to keep the same rate.
After a couple minutes, both Adam and Christie were paying more attention to each other than they were to the people in front of them. Christie's labia began to tingle as she switched in between watching her son grip his erection and looking him in the eyes. Christie then remembered that her glasses were reflective and that Adam could easily see what she was easily looking at, but she was passed the point of caring.
Her arousal wasn't coming from the dick in her mouth; it was coming from the acknowledgment of her son's pure lust, both for her as a person and for her looks.
Another beneficiary of the increased eroticism was AJ. Christie's faster and more sexual sucking resulted in AJ getting more sensual head than he even got last time. Little did he know, it wasn't to please him.
Adam was jerking at full speed as he watched AJ's second hand grab the back of Christie's head behind her security officer cap.
For the first time in minutes, Adam turned his focus to Sheila. She was still cradling and massaging his testicles, but she was no longer looking at him. Standing above her was the old man dressed as a pharaoh. He seemed perturbed that he was ditched for a younger man while there was an unsatisfied tent in his pants. Sheila glanced back at Adam as if it was his responsibility to come up with a solution to the problem.
"Hey, Honey. How would you like a visit from the sex fairy? I let sexy young men like you finish anywhere they want," she winked, as she held up a sparkling wand she had in her belt.
Tempted, but still feeling down on his luck, Adam politely declined the generous offer. He was more than happy to play with other women any day of the week, but at the moment he was hung up on one.
The upset teenager wandered around the party in envy of the other 40 or so guests that were engaging in their desires. He searched the party to find the other third of the guests, who weren't engaging in sex at the moment, so he could have some company. As he toured the large abode he noticed that Frank was making use of his free play to be intimate with Olivia again. Adam moved on to other parts of the house.
That was when he spotted his mom again. She was in the lounge room, along with a lot of other people. Adam didn't spot her by her face. He picked her out by her blonde hair, her exposed back, and her firm ass stretching out her black hot pants as they rested on her heels, with silver handcuffs dangling to the ground.
Her head was bobbing back and forth inside the spread thighs of the same young guy she blew the previous week, AJ. That was when Adam remembered Christie had bet him head for the week if he could make his ball in her tube during Tube Pong.
AJ didn't seem too impressed like he was last time, based on his mild expression. However, the idea of his mom blowing another guy gave Adam the same combination of jealously and eroticism as it did last time. The intrigued son tried to get as close as he could to the performance without it appearing creepy and intentional.
He positioned around a corner of an empty room that connected to the living room. He peered into the room anxiously. He had a view over the armrest of the brown leather sofa AJ was sitting on, while also allowing him to see nearly the entire side profile of his captivating MILF.
From a stone's throw away, it was clear that Christie was not giving the same effort she did when she fucked Frank or blew AJ last week. It didn't matter though, as Adam was still stirred by the sight of his mom's lips wrapped around a man's cock.
Adam's hand quickly reached for his expanding shaft, which was demanding attention. Recognizing the faux pas it would be to stroke himself alone while watching another pair, Adam made sure to keep his entire body hidden behind the wall.
Figuring the worst thing that could happen was looking like a peeping tom, Adam watched his mother's blonde head move in and out of the AJ's thighs at a moderate clip. Adam slid his right hand under the elastic of his light orange pants and his checkered boxers.
After five minutes of watching and masturbation doing nothing to quell his erection, Adam needed to get closer. As he tried to think of a way to get closer, he saw the ebony fairy that he rejected earlier walk into the living room with one of Frank's employees, who was dressed as an Egyptian pharaoh.
Apparently the "sex fairy" liked older men as well, because the man holding her hand was maybe in his early 60s. The pharaoh had a tent in his white gown, as he went to lie down on a sofa on the other side of the room, expecting Sheila to climb on top.
Before the fairy with 44F breasts climbed on top of the Pharaoh for a ride that was likely to break his back, her eyes caught a familiar gaze from around the corner.
Sheila asked her eager coworker to hold on for a moment, then she made her way across the lounge to the far exit. Adam wanted to avoid the embarrassment of standing alone behind a wall masturbating, so he quickly pulled his hand from his pants and took his phone out to act as if he was texting in private.
His cover-up failed since Sheila wasn't stupid. Also, as the friendly fairy gestured with a coy expression, Adam's beating cockhead was poking through his elastic waistband.
Looking around the room from Adam's perspective, she identified his purpose for spying into the room and what he was masturbating to.
"You just can't let her go, can you?" She admired his determination.
"I guess not."
An offended expression came over his mom's friend's face. "Well it's nice to see you like your hand more than you like me."
Hurrying to remedy his offence, Adam justified, "No, no, no. Believe me, I would much rather have fun with you than my hand, it's just..." He stared off into Christie's direction.
To his surprise, Sheila laughed, "I'm just playin' with you. I know exactly what you're doing. Don't worry, I don't take it personally. Christie is a beautiful woman. And I can tell you like seeing her be seductive, even if it's not with you."
Adam nodded in agreement.
"I guess you'd like to be a lot closer, but you don't want to be standing in a room at a sex party having sex with yourself?"
The turned-on boy chuckled, "Yep. You go it. I can still see pretty well from here though."
Still keen on making up for her part in Christie leading him on and then leaving abruptly, Sheila put her finger to her lip. "Well I can see that... but how would you like to jerk it from a close-up view?"
Seeing that Sheila obviously had something in mind other than him just walking up there alone and stroking his dick, Adam bit, "Well clearly that would be better than me stalking behind a wall."
Sheila was radiant because she was confident she was getting what she wanted. "In a party like this, it would be odd if you sat down on that couch next to them and jerked off."
There was a categorical nod from Adam.
"But," the crafty fairy continued, "it wouldn't be weird if you sat down on that couch and jerked off onto a black fairy's tits and face, would it?"
The toned highcollegeer looked at Sheila like she was a gift from God. "Seriously?! You would do that for me? Even after I turned you down earlier? But what about your friend over there?"
Finally feeling atonement for her guilt, a grateful Sheila took Adam by the hand. "Honey, I had fun between your thighs last time and I'm sure it'll be no different this time. I know you were just upset about Christie, so I'll give you a second bite of the apple. And don't worry about King Tut over there, he can wait." She led her young entertainment over to the sofa where Adam's dream woman was blowing her subordinate.
The leather was taut but forgiving as Adam sat down one cushion away from AJ. The envious son stared at his sexualized mom running her lips over another cock.
Sheila helped Adam pull down his orange scrub pants, releasing his reddened erection. Tempted to put it in her mouth, or better yet, get up onto the cushion and sit on it, the "sex fairy" settled for cradling her young toy's balls in her right hand while massaging and pinching her left nipple with her left hand. Adam pumped at the rate he wanted to.
Just a few feet from his eyes, knelt his mom. Her face was gorgeous, but her chest commanded just as much interest from Adam. AJ didn't even notice Adam was watching his dick being sucked- he was too busy staring at the same chest to help him get off. It was even more evident up-close that Christie wasn't putting as much effort into it as she was last Friday.
The horny son masturbated anyway, whilst turning his attention to Sheila every few moments in order to make her efforts felt appreciated. But Sheila expected not to be the center of his focus.Adam watched as AJ placed his hand on the back of the blonde head below him and started to help it move faster. Christie looked up at AJ's face to gauge his reaction to a performance because she, herself, knew that she too distracted to put 100% into it.
It was then that she felt the presence of someone next to her. She looked to the left and saw her friend playing with her own nipple. Christie then followed Sheila's outreached arm to see what she was doing and whom she was with. At the end of the dark arm, was her hand holding a contrastingly white package. As Christie continued to bob in and out of AJ's lap with the aid of his hand, she then saw the penis attached to the ballsack. Wow, that's a nice one. Good for Sheila.
The curious friend's eyes followed the orange shirt of the cock's owner. Before her gaze got to his face, she had an eerie suspicion of whom it was. Christie, once again, found herself making eye contact with her son while she blew another man. Her eyes doubled in size, as she watched her son stroked his shaft to her performance. With nowhere to run and no way reasonable out of her current situation, Christie continued to blow AJ while frequently darting her eyes back over to Adam, who gawked at her face and chest.
The first thing a stunned Christie noticed was Adam's increased stroke rate after they made eye contact. Without recognizing it at first, the blonde's libido kicked in and she began to suck AJ faster in response. As she sucked faster, Adam stroked faster to keep the same rate.
After a couple minutes, both Adam and Christie were paying more attention to each other than they were to the people in front of them. Christie's labia began to tingle as she switched in between watching her son grip his erection and looking him in the eyes. Christie then remembered that her glasses were reflective and that Adam could easily see what she was easily looking at, but she was passed the point of caring.
Her arousal wasn't coming from the dick in her mouth; it was coming from the acknowledgment of her son's pure lust, both for her as a person and for her looks.
Another beneficiary of the increased eroticism was AJ. Christie's faster and more sexual sucking resulted in AJ getting more sensual head than he even got last time. Little did he know, it wasn't to please him.
Adam was jerking at full speed as he watched AJ's second hand grab the back of Christie's head behind her security officer cap.
For the first time in minutes, Adam turned his focus to Sheila. She was still cradling and massaging his testicles, but she was no longer looking at him. Standing above her was the old man dressed as a pharaoh. He seemed perturbed that he was ditched for a younger man while there was an unsatisfied tent in his pants. Sheila glanced back at Adam as if it was his responsibility to come up with a solution to the problem.
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