Conference room door clicks locked. Heart pounds. Anna glares across the table. We’ve hated each other forever. School rivals. Me, blonde bourgeois pharmacist, community president. Her, brunette Spanish firecracker, library boss, mayor. Same age deflowered. Pregnancies. Divorces. Politics. Always competing for cock.
Printer hums. Spits paper. Mouse clicks rapid. Coffee stench mixes with her spicy perfume, my floral slut-scent. Aides gone. Walter, my bald stud, squeezes my thigh. His brother William eyes Anna. They’ve plotted this. After tricking us to that nude beach. Seeing each other’s tanned bodies. Café au lait me, shaved pussy. Chocolat her, bushy mound. Young couple fucking nearby got us wet.
The Building Tension
Dinner planned here instead. Private ‘meeting’. Hands wander under table. My fingers unzip Walter’s fly. Feel his fat cock throb. Glance: Anna palms William’s bulge. Nipples harden through blouses. Mini skirts ride up bronzed thighs. Old hate twists to lust. Adrenaline spikes. Risk of scandal fuels it.
Anna breaks. Grabs William. Tongue-fucks his mouth. I yank Walter’s meat out. Stroke hard. ‘Urgent business,’ I gasp. ‘Do what you want.’ William smirks. ‘We stay. Fuck you both.’ No fight. We need dick now.
Papers shove aside. Skirts up. Panties flung. Bend over table. Asses high. ‘Fuck us!’ we beg. Double thrust. Cocks spear wet cunts. Gasps echo. Relief floods. Table creaks. Skin slaps loud. Coffee cups rattle. My heels dig his back. ‘Deeper, shit!’ Anna mirrors. Printer whirs oblivious.
Brothers pull out. Switch. William rams me. Huge, brother-match. Turn us doggy. Face-to-face. Inches apart. Her wild hair swings. My mouth twists in ecstasy. Breath mingles hot. Pussies stretched. ‘Feel my man’s cock good?’ I rasp. ‘Fuck yes, thick beast!’ she groans. ‘Big enough?’ ‘Mmm, perfect fat dick.’ Tongues clash. Quick bi flick. Shock sparks hotter.
The Explosive Release
‘Harder, don’t cum yet!’ Heels shove backs. Cunts clench. They pound relentless. Wrinkles crinkle eyes. Tits flop soft. Cellulite jiggles. We love it raw. Real milf meat. They flip us. Onto backs. Legs wide. Penetrate deep. Grunts mix moans. Mouse forgotten. Door holds.
We mount them. Side by side. Cowgirl sync. Hips roll fierce. Pussies slap balls. Wet squelches. Her bush grinds William. My smooth lips grip Walter. Mimic each other. Stand pile-driver. Feet planted. Slams echo. Ass cheeks clap. 69 tease. Suck cocks mid-ride.
Edge hits. ‘Now!’ Orgasms rip. Screams shatter room. Cunts spasm. They yank out. Ropes of cum blast bellies. Tits. Hot sticky mess. Bodies quake. Printer drones on.
Dash to bathroom. Wipe jizz hasty. Perfume sprays. Lipstick fresh. Skirts smooth. Blouses tuck. Hair comb. Back to open space. Aides nod clueless. Handshake seals ‘deal’. Smiles fake. Secret truce born. Politics align weeks later. No one guesses why. Brothers’ cocks united us. Rivals no more. Fuckmates forever.