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CHAPTERFOUR

MILF X MILF 2 💦💦🫦

FREDDIE’S POV

I heard the rustle of leather and straps, then the sound of her stepping closer to the bed. The thick dildo she chose pressed against my thigh. It was heavy and slick with the lube she must have applied.

Miranda climbed back up, positioning herself over me. She gripped my collarbone with one hand and guided the thick head of the strap-on to my mouth.

“Suck it,” she commanded. “Get it nice and wet for me.”

I opened my mouth obediently, taking as much of the silicone as I could while she slowly f****d my face. Her hips rocked gently, the harness pressing against her c**t with every thrust. She moaned softly above me, clearly enjoying the control. After a minute she pulled out, shifted down, and pressed the fat head against my ass.

“Relax for me, baby,” she cooed, using one hand to stroke my c**k distracting me as she pushed in slowly. The stretch burned beautifully inch by inch as she filled me until her hips met my ass. She stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust, then began to move; with slow and deep strokes that hit that spot inside me and made stars explode behind the blindfold.

“f**k… Mistress…” I gasped, completely lost in the sensation. She rode me harder, one hand tugging at the n****e clamp chain while the other stroked my c**k in time with her thrusts. The cuffs rattled against the headboard as she continued to f**k my ass. The room filled with the wet sounds of her f*****g me and my desperate moans.

“You’re going to c*m with me inside you,” she growled, her voice husky with her own pleasure. “But only when I tell you,” she added, smirking.

She angled her hips perfectly, pounding that sensitive spot until I was unable to recognise my voice. The built-up pressure was unbearable and too much for me to take. It was something that I haven’t experienced before.

“c*m for me Freddie, now...” She ordered, her voice husky with desire.

My orgasm crashed over me like a wave…Very intense and shattering. I cried out as I shot thick c*m ropes across my stomach and chest, while my ass clenched around the strap-on. Miranda kept thrusting through it, drawing out every pulse until I was trembling and whimpering. Only then did she slow down, carefully pulling out. She removed the blindfold, unclipped the cuffs, and took off the n****e clamps one by one, kissing all the sore spots gently. She pulled me into her arms, my head resting against her soft breasts as she stroked my hair.

“Good boy,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Such a perfect little slut for a mistress.”

I lay there spent, my heart still racing, already knowing I’d do anything she asked me next time.

This is by far the best s*x experience ever…My mum would never find out.

END OF FLASHBACK

ANN’S POV

With Freddie at the Calebs, I quickly prepared my room for Miranda’s coming. She has been my lesbian partner since my husband died. We’ve been colleagues for nine years, working in the HR department.

Miranda came open to me on her sexuality and how she keeps getting her heart broken by women. She says she still finds it difficult to trust anyone, but since she met me, I’ve been nothing but kind to her. She told me about her feelings last year and since then, we started dating. It felt like we’ve been made for each other all along.

My house is the meeting place whenever we want to have s*x, and sometimes we f**k at Mirandas. But today, it’s my place and I can’t wait to see her since it’s been like one week since we last met and I feel pretty horny.

I had the room ready exactly as Miranda always liked it; The low red lights, black silk sheets and the flickering jasmine candles. My heart rate sped up the second the doorbell rang. It had been a week, and my body already wanted her. I was naked under my short silk robe, freshly shaved, every inch of me tingling with anticipation and excitement

I opened the door and Miranda stepped in like she owned the place, tall and commanding in a crisp white button-down and tight black trousers, her dark hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail. Her green eyes raked over me once up to down and she gave me that slow, dangerous smile which always made my knees weak.

“On your knees, Ann,” she said, her eyes dark with pleasure and desire. The switch had flipped the moment she walked into the house. I was no longer the one in charge. I dropped on my knees instantly, untying my robe and slipping it open.

Miranda squatted down to my level and fastened the thick leather collar around my throat, clicking the buckle shut. She clipped the leash to the silver ring and gave it a firm tug, pulling my face against the cool fabric of her trousers.

“You’ve been wet for me all day, haven’t you?” she murmured, stroking my hair like I was her favorite pet. “Say it.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I whispered, already aching between my thighs. “I’ve been dripping since I woke up.”

I crawled all the way on all fours to the bedroom, making the hardwood bit into my knees, but the sting only made me wetter. Once we were inside, she stripped me of the robe I was wearing, then pushed me facedown onto the bed, quickly cuffing my wrists behind my back with the padded leather restraints.

I heard her open the toy drawer which made my heart beat harder in my chest. She used the blindfold on me first, then the ball gag. She pressed the silicone sphere between my lips and buckled it tight behind my head. I moaned around it, feeling the pleasure building already.

Next were the n****e clamps. The cold metal bit into my hardened t**s, the chain between them was dangling heavy. Miranda gave it a light tug and I arched my back with a muffled cry. She spread my legs wide and I felt a cool lube drip onto my asshole. A moment later, the smooth, tapered anal plug pressed against my tight butthole. She worked it in slowly, twisting, stretching me open until the flared base settled inside. The fullness of it made me whimper and clench around it.

Miranda spanked my ass very hard. The sound echoed across the room mixed with my moans. She spanked again and again, until my cheeks burned and my p***y throbbed in time with the plug.

She flipped me onto my back and cuffed my wrists beneath me. I felt the mattress dip as she climbed between my thighs and crawled towards me.

The low buzz of the Hitachi wand filled the room as She pressed the massive vibrating head directly against my swollen c**t and held it there.

My hips jerked violently while a raw, gagged moan tore from my throat. The combination of the plug in my ass together with the clamps on my n*****s, and the vibration on my c**t sent me almost to the ninth cloud.

Miranda leaned down and whispered in my ear. “You do not c*m until I say so… You get that?”

I nodded frantically as drool slipped past the gag.

She kept the wand moving in slow, teasing me and driving me insane, while her free hand tugged the n****e chain in rhythm. My whole body shook with pleasure and desire. I was so close, so f*****g close,I had almost found my high when I heard it.

“Mom!!!!!”… f**k it's Freddie.