Chapter 1373
Andy's heart hammered against his ribs, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions churning within him. He knew he shouldn't be watching, that Kevin was crossing a line with Grace, yet the forbidden nature of the scene fueled a dark, intoxicating fantasy of being in Kevin's place, holding Grace, exploring her body.
At this moment, Kevin's cock was already pressing against Grace's huge buttocks. Grace's ass was definitely the most seductive and enticing he had ever played with—big, round, perky, and bouncy. Just having his cock pressed against it without moving was a rare pleasure.
"Kevin, don't…" Grace's voice was breathy, her body trembling slightly as she felt the pressure of his erection. She turned to look at him, a flicker of excitement in her eyes. "Okay, you win. Just… be careful. Andy might see."
Kevin chuckled, his hands cupping her buttocks, kneading the soft flesh. "Let him. He's not going to tell anyone. We're practically brothers."
"You're a bad influence," Grace said, a playful lilt in her voice, but her breathing was becoming more rapid, her cheeks flushed. She pressed back against him, grinding against his erection. "Don't you corrupt my Andy. He needs to focus on his studies."
"Don't worry, Grace. I'll keep him on the straight and narrow," Kevin replied, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip, dipping into the waistband of her pants. He squeezed gently, his touch sending shivers through her. "God, Grace, your ass is amazing."
"Stop it," Grace gasped, pushing back against him again, her voice thick with desire. "Let's eat first. We can… talk later."
From his vantage point at the door, Andy watched, a knot of jealousy and frustration tightening in his stomach. He'd touched Grace's buttocks once, felt the smooth, yielding flesh, the warmth radiating from her skin. It had been a fleeting moment, one she'd never allowed him to repeat. Now, every night, he tormented himself with fantasies of her, of pressing himself against her, of burying himself inside her. But now, with Kevin in the picture, those fantasies seemed even more unattainable.
Dinner was a torturous affair. Grace's attention was focused solely on Kevin, her gaze lingering on him with an intensity that made Andy squirm. Kevin, meanwhile, seemed oblivious to Andy's discomfort, his own eyes filled with a growing lust. Andy's imagination ran wild, picturing them together later, the thought both repulsive and strangely exciting. He found himself more aroused than he expected, his own desire mirroring Kevin's.
After dinner, Grace sent Andy to his room, feigning a need for him to study. As soon as the door clicked shut, she joined Kevin on the living room sofa, the pretense of casual conversation quickly dissolving. Kevin's hand strayed to her thigh, his fingers stroking the smooth skin. "Grace, you look amazing. Younger than half the girls at school. You have this… glow."
"Flatterer," Grace said, but her voice was soft, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. Kevin's compliments were intoxicating. Her lips curved into a smile, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. She exuded a mature sensuality that was utterly captivating.
Kevin's large hand slid along Grace's firm, round thighs, thinking how irresistible they were—long, straight, flawless. What man wouldn't want to spread those long legs and thrust his cock into her pussy? It would be the most wonderful experience.
"You have no idea what you're talking about," Grace said, a soft laugh escaping her lips. She shifted on the couch, the movement accentuating the curve of her hips. She was becoming increasingly aroused, the long abstinence from intimacy with her husband, Byron, taking its toll. She reached for Kevin, her hand finding his crotch, her fingers closing around his already hardening cock through the thin fabric of his pants.
Kevin groaned, the feel of her hand igniting a fire within him. His cock throbbed against her palm, thick and hot, a stark contrast to Byron's smaller, less impressive member. Grace's own desire surged, her core clenching involuntarily. She wanted him inside her, now. She glanced nervously towards Andy's bedroom door. "Kevin, maybe we should… go to the bedroom. It's not safe here."
"It's fine," Kevin murmured, a thrill of recklessness coursing through him. The idea of taking her right there, in the living room, with the possibility of Andy discovering them, was intensely arousing. He knew Andy; the boy was too timid to make a scene. He pushed Grace back against the cushions, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss. He trailed kisses down her chin, her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. His hand slipped beneath her loungewear, cupping her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. His erection rubbed against her stomach, the friction sending waves of pleasure through them both.
Despite her initial hesitation, Grace surrendered to the overwhelming wave of desire. Kevin's touch was electric, reawakening a part of her that had lain dormant for too long. He pulled her loungewear over her head, his face burying itself in the valley between her breasts. His tongue lapped at her swollen nipples, drawing moans from deep within her. Her hands found their way to his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Kevin… please…"
She lifted her hips, allowing him to pull her pants and underwear down, revealing her dark pubic hair. Her mound was already slick with arousal, glistening in the dim light. She spread her legs wider, grinding against his erection, her body thrumming with anticipation.
Kevin quickly shed his own clothes, his gaze devouring her naked body. He cupped her breasts, his mouth closing around one hardened nipple, sucking gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. He covered her breast with glistening saliva.
"Not there… Kevin…" Grace moaned, her voice thick with need. She guided his hand down her stomach, into the tangle of curls between her legs. His fingers explored the folds of her vulva, teasing her swollen lips. She arched her back, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Kevin's lips found hers again, his tongue dueling with hers as his fingers continued to stroke her, her arousal building with each passing moment. He grinned, his voice husky with desire. "You're so wet, Grace."
"Hurry… please…" Grace pleaded, biting her lip. She reached for his cock, stroking him with a practiced hand. The head, thick and engorged, peeked out from beneath his foreskin. She pinched the tip gently, guiding him towards her entrance. She lifted her hips, her voice a throaty whisper. "Come inside me, Kevin."
Kevin positioned himself between her legs, the head of his cock pressing against her slick folds. He rubbed against her, savoring the friction, the heat radiating from her core. The sensation was exquisite, almost unbearable.
Meanwhile, Andy slowly cracked open his bedroom door, his heart pounding in his chest. He caught a glimpse of Kevin, naked on the couch, but Grace's body was obscured by the back cushions. He could see her head resting on one armrest, her long hair cascading down, her legs draped over the other, clearly indicating she was also naked. Kevin was actually having sex with his mother, right there in the living room. Did he have no fear of being discovered?
Andy's breath hitched in his throat, a mixture of anger and excitement coursing through him. He wondered if Kevin was already inside her. He couldn't see anything from this angle. An idea sparked in his mind, and he crawled towards the kitchen door, where he had a clearer view of the living room sofa. Several cardboard boxes provided cover, shielding him from view.
He saw Grace, sprawled naked on the couch, her loungewear discarded on the floor. Kevin was lavishing attention on her breasts, sucking and biting at her nipples. Andy remembered touching her breasts once, the memory of their softness still vivid in his mind. Now, Kevin was playing with them as if they were his own. Andy reached into his pants, his hand closing around his own hardening cock, stroking himself rhythmically.
"Stop… teasing… I can't take it anymore…" Grace moaned, her voice raw with desire. She writhed beneath Kevin, her hips bucking against his hand. She was so wanton, so desperate, her behavior shocking Andy. He'd never seen this side of her, this unrestrained hunger. A pang of resentment shot through him. Why would she let a stranger touch her like this, when her own son yearned for her?
Suddenly, Kevin shifted his position, and Andy's eyes widened. He saw Kevin's cock, thick and long, far larger than his own. No wonder Grace was so eager.
"Ready, Grace?" Kevin grinned, his voice low and husky. "Here I come."
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