Your Mom Fucked Me

Emily and Jade lounge on the carpet, pretending they’re just gearing up for another all-nighters. Emily bites her lip. “Something happened last time. With your step-mom.” Jade’s eyes flicker. Emily swallows and lets it spill: Crystal pinned her, rubbed her plump tits through the thin tee, yanked the shirt up, mouth on skin, hips already working like a woman starved. Emily had gasped, thighs open, powerless to stop it. Jade’s cheeks flush deep rose. She isn’t furious—she’s soaked. In a rush the two are stripping each other, fingers slicking wet heat. Jade swings a leg over Emily’s face, grinding low, voice hot and taunting. “Tell me if this pussy tastes as sweet as hers.” Emily licks like she’s been dying of thirst. Then the door clicks. Crystal slides in, naked under a silk robe that drops in a whisper. The older woman climbs onto the bed, palm gliding down Emily’s stomach, lips brushing her ear. “Told you we’d share her.” Emily understands now—both of them planned every moan, every night they’d sandwich her between them until dawn.