Chapter 1480
Cynthia noticed that Edgar was already asleep, so she quietly lay down beside him, still processing the day's events. Despite Edgar being somewhat impulsive, it was because he cared about her. If Edgar knew she was drunk and didn't care, that would be unusual.
Suddenly, a hand reached over from beneath her armpit and began to squeeze her breast through her nightgown. Cynthia let out a soft moan and whispered, "Edgar, what are you doing? Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I was waiting for you," Edgar replied, fondling Cynthia's enticing breasts and breathing hot air into her ear. "Baby, it’s all my fault. I’ll definitely change."
"Oh, you, change? That would be a miracle." Cynthia's anger subsided as she heard Edgar admit his mistake. She turned to look at him and replied softly, "Actually, I also share some of the blame. I shouldn't have drunk so much. None of this would have happened."
"It's over now," Edgar said, pulling down the strap of Cynthia’s nightgown from her shoulder, exposing her full, perky breasts. He kneaded her heavy breasts with one hand while his other hand moved between her legs, playing with her thick labia. Panting, he added, "Baby, let's enjoy ourselves tonight."
"Okay, but keep it down. We don’t want to wake Sean." Cynthia's breasts and vagina were being caressed by Edgar, and although she felt hesitant, the tension of the day needed to be relieved. She let Edgar remove her nightgown, her body looking even more alluring under the dim light of the bedside lamp.
Seeing Cynthia's voluptuous body, Edgar’s eyes filled with desire. He pressed against her, his hard erection rubbing against Cynthia's labia. He chuckled, "Baby, you're getting wet so fast. You want it too, don't you?"
"Stop teasing, just put it in." Cynthia could feel Edgar's dick pressing against her cunt, sending waves of sensation through her. She wiggled her hips, her legs wrapping around his waist, and added playfully, "Hurry up."
Hearing Cynthia's soft plea, Edgar couldn't hold back any longer. Without another word, he thrust his hot, hard dick into her and began to move with intensity.
"Oh yeah...Edgar...harder." Cynthia's needy flesh embraced Edgar's hardness, bringing her immense pleasure. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, instinctively raising her hips to let his dick thrust deeper. Feeling guilty, Edgar put in even more effort, thrusting rapidly and generating slapping sounds.
The couple, married for years, found their perfect rhythm without the need for words. The room was filled with the creaking of the bed and their muffled moans. The only drawback was that despite Edgar's thickness, his length was somewhat lacking, unable to reach the deepest parts.
Cynthia had used dildos before, each over eight inches long, leaving her craving for more than Edgar could provide. Though she had heard of men with significant endowments, they often came with other less desirable traits.
Suddenly, Cynthia's thoughts wandered to Kevin. Though Kevin was the same age as Sean, he was physically mature, tall, and strong. She remembered a vague physical contact with him and sensed that he might be well-endowed, possibly even eight inches.
What would it feel like to have such a long dick inside?
In a dreamy state, Cynthia imagined herself back in that hotel room, lying naked with Kevin on top of her. His youthful, virile penis moved rhythmically inside her pussy. Kevin's newly matured body thrust eagerly, and he panted, "Cynthia, does it feel good?"
"Oh gosh...fuck!" Cynthia instinctively twisted as if trying to escape, but her legs wrapped tightly around Kevin's waist, and her body responded excitedly, gripping his heat.
Edgar, feeling Cynthia's suddenly tight vagina, was spurred on by the sensation. His desire flared, and his dick became even harder. He thrust fiercely, and within minutes, he groaned, releasing thick semen deep inside his wife's quivering form.
The room fell silent. After a while, Cynthia pushed Edgar's shoulder and panted, "Alright, get up. You're crushing me."
Edgar chuckled, rolling off to the side and wrapping his arm around Cynthia, fondling her full breast. Satisfied, he said, "Honey, your pussy was so tight just now. It felt almost like our first time. How did you do that?"
"Nothing special, I just felt good because of you." Cynthia's heart was in turmoil, guilt gnawing at her as she avoided Edgar's eyes. She didn’t know what was wrong with her, fantasizing about another man while making love to her husband, and that man was just a teenager.
"Really? Did I hit your G-spot?" Edgar was still basking in the moment. Cynthia's tight vagina make him feel incredible. "Should we give it another try?"
"Try what? It's so late, let's sleep." Cynthia sat up, slipped on her nightgown, and left the bedroom. She went to the bathroom, removed her nightgown, and washed her body again. Remembering the strange fantasy about Kevin, she felt a renewed surge of arousal. Her legs felt weak, and her heart raced. She quickly turned the water to cold, rinsing her aroused body, her plump thighs rubbing against each other.
"Mom, you're not asleep yet?" A young male voice startled Cynthia. She turned and saw Sean standing at the bathroom door, looking at her naked body in surprise. Blushing, she quickly covered herself with a towel and frowned, "You missing a knock. Can't you see I'm taking a shower? Get out!"
"I couldn't hold it," Sean said nonchalantly, walking into the bathroom and pulling out his cock to pee. He glanced at his mother's plump body, and his urine stream became intermittent. It took him a full minute to finish, and he even shook his glans a few times, seemingly trying to get her attention.
Cynthia was annoyed but had no way to deal with Sean. She turned her body to avoid his gaze. After he left, she quickly dried herself and returned to the bedroom.
Sean went back to his room, his mind lingering on his mother's nude body. His cock was still excited. Cynthia’s figure was really something, with a slim waist, round hips, long legs, and smooth skin. The only drawback was that her breasts weren’t as large as Audrey's ample bosom.
Thinking he would never have another chance to be alone with Audrey again, Sean felt a twinge of depression. He turned on his computer and browsed the forum, seeing countless users posting nude photos and explicit images of their female friends. He was envious. He had tried online chat before but never met a girl willing to share nudes. Instead, someone had taken a screenshot of his nude chat and blackmailed him for a few hundred dollars, making him too scared to try again.
Looking at the photos of women's breasts and vaginas, Sean felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. He couldn’t help but take out his cock and start to jerk off. But the women in the posts weren’t very attractive, not as stunning as his mother, Cynthia. He couldn’t ejaculate for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered the erotic photos of Audrey he had saved and opened the folder to look at them.
In the pictures, Audrey was wearing sexy lingerie, her large, firm breasts faintly visible, with her pink nipples clearly showing. This was a photo Audrey had accidentally sent him while chatting last semester when she was the homeroom teacher of Class 55. Sean had been overjoyed at the time but later realized it was a mistake.
Over the past few months, he didn’t know how many times he had masturbated to Audrey's erotic photos. Every time he ejaculated, he felt empty. Masturbating to photos was really boring. How amazing it would be to actually have sex with Audrey.
Soon, Sean ejaculated thick semen. He panted, wiping the semen off his glans with a tissue. Looking at Audrey's still proudly standing breasts on the screen, he suddenly had an idea.
He opened the forum, created a new post, and uploaded Audrey's photos after a simple edit. He titled it, "Met my online friend of three months yesterday. She's average-looking, but her breasts are nice. Fellow wolves, please identify the cup size." Then he clicked send.
This was the peak time for user activity. Within minutes, replies started flooding in.
[You're being too humble, man. Those breasts are massive! I'd say at least a D cup.]
[Your vision must be shot. These are definitely more than a D cup, probably an E, maybe even an F.]
[Nice, full, firm breasts, beautifully round. The areolas aren't big, and the nipples are so pink. She must be a newlywed.]
[I can't take it anymore. My dick is rock hard.]
[These big tits are so tempting. They can't be photoshopped, right? If they're real, titfucking would be amazing.]
[With my years of experience, these breasts are top-tier. This woman must have a wild side. Her pussy must be tight and deep, not something an ordinary man can handle. Only I can satisfy her. Do you have her contact info? Please share.]
[These nipples are so perky. I want to suck on them. I won't be able to sleep tonight.]
Sean watched the replies pour in, feeling immensely proud, as if he were actually holding Audrey's voluptuous body, squeezing her perfect breasts.
His post quickly gained popularity, racking up thousands of views and hundreds of comments within ten minutes. Audrey's erotic photos were being shared and spread with lightning speed.
Meanwhile, in a small office at the Harmony County Department of Housing and Urban Development, Albert was also browsing the forum. He soon stumbled upon the newly posted thread and stared at the photos with interest. Suddenly, his eyes widened in shock.
"Isn't this Ms. Johnson?" He murmured.
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