Chapter 861: Kitchen Romance
At the dining table, everyone had their own thoughts, except for Byron, who was oblivious to everything, eating heartily. He suddenly noticed his wife's flushed face and trembling body, and that she had barely touched her bowl of rice. Concerned, he asked, "Grace, are you okay? Is the food not to your taste, or are you feeling unwell?"
"Oh, I'm fine," Grace replied, feeling Kevin's hand teasing her sensitive lower regions. Instinctively, she squeezed her legs together, feeling waves of intense itching from her recently used pussy. Lust surged within her like an undercurrent, almost making her moan. Seeing her husband still watching her, she forced a smile and said, "You go ahead and eat. I'm not very hungry."
Kevin's fingers played with the wet folds of Grace's vulva, feeling her labia suck on his fingers like a fish's mouth, stimulating his tactile nerves. He instinctively pushed his fingers deeper, stirring the small bumps on her vaginal walls.
Grace's vaginal walls were firm and smooth, covered with layers of small bumps. Normally, these bumps were hidden, but when a penis entered, her body's defense mechanism would cause them to swell and protrude, creating obstacles for deeper penetration. These bumps acted as sensors, transmitting the frictional pleasure to the brain, stimulating the endocrine system to achieve orgasm.
However, due to Grace's height and the width of her vagina, these bumps were ineffective against smaller penises, barely noticeable. Only a thick penis like Kevin's could fully stretch her vagina, making the bumps' frictional pleasure evident. Grace had never experienced orgasm with her husband, but with Kevin, she reached multiple climaxes every time, making her increasingly dependent on his big cock.
Seeing that Grace was on the verge of losing control, Kevin reluctantly withdrew his fingers from her wet slit, ending the risky but thrilling game. Grace sighed in relief, glaring at Kevin. His daring was growing, teasing her right in front of her husband and son. Despite feeling empty inside, she was almost at the brink of orgasm.
Andy, watching the interaction between Kevin and his mother, felt a perverse excitement. It was as if he was the one teasing his mother, not Kevin. Perhaps subconsciously, he saw Kevin as his alter ego, fulfilling his forbidden desires.
He was unsure if Kevin and his mother had actually had sex. Although they spent two hours in the fitting room last time, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. He held onto a faint hope that Kevin hadn't dared to go all the way, perhaps only embracing and caressing, or letting his mother help him masturbate, as she had done for him before.
Andy was conflicted, hoping his mother's purity remained untainted by Kevin, yet feeling a strong desire at the thought of Kevin's penis inside her. If he couldn't have his mother, he wanted Kevin to fulfill that dream for him.
After dinner, Byron left hurriedly for his business. Grace told Andy to go to his room and study while she cleaned up the table. Kevin volunteered to help, joining her in the kitchen.
Seeing her son enter his room, Grace closed the kitchen's sliding door. The frosted glass door would obscure any view from the living room. She glared at Kevin and scolded, "Why did you put your fingers inside me earlier? I almost gave us away. What if Andy's father had noticed?"
Kevin couldn't resist approaching her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and rubbing his groin against her firm buttocks. "Godmother, you can't blame me. I was just eating, and you stretched your leg over to seduce me. I just went along with it. Who could resist your amazing body?"
"Bringing a little wolf into the house," Grace murmured, feeling Kevin's hard penis pressing against her through their shorts. She leaned back into his embrace, her body softening. "Did you miss me while I was away?"
"I missed you so much, godmother," Kevin said, his hands slipping under her tank top to grasp her firm breasts. Grace's breasts weren't large, just a C cup, but they were firm and fit perfectly in Kevin's hands. He kneaded her warm breasts, feeling the firm glandular tissue beneath the soft flesh, enjoying the varying sensations with each squeeze.
"Little rascal, are you kneading dough?" Grace panted, feeling the tingling sensation spread from her nipples throughout her body. "Stop for now. I'll send Andy to his grandfather's later, and then you can do whatever you want."
"Godmother, your breasts feel so good. Let me play a bit longer while you work," Kevin said, continuing to knead her breasts like jelly. His hard penis rubbed against her ample buttocks, straining against his shorts, almost tearing through to penetrate her wet pussy.
As he fondled his sexy godmother's breasts, Kevin couldn't help but compare them to Audrey's. Audrey's 36G breasts were significantly larger, requiring both hands to hold just one. If Grace's breasts were bronze-level, Audrey's were diamond-level.
In terms of shape, Audrey's breasts were perfect teardrops, spreading slightly when lying down and hanging slightly when standing, embodying the saying "shape without form." Grace's breasts, on the other hand, were like inverted bowls, firm and perky, standing proudly like snowy peaks. Both were equally attractive in their own ways. In terms of feel, Audrey's larger breasts were softer, like balloons, while Grace's were like firm volleyballs, offering more resistance when squeezed.
Though Kevin didn't understand medical standards for ideal breast shapes, he appreciated both Audrey's and Grace's breasts, each perfect in their own way. For him, the bigger the cup size, the better.
Audrey's 36G breasts were his ultimate favorite, with Alissa's E-cups second, and Daisy's and Vanessa's D-cups tied for third. Grace and Evelyn, with their C-cups, were in the fourth tier. However, in terms of buttocks, Grace's enormous, round buttocks were unrivaled, even by Vanessa's butterfly-shaped butt.
Grace was pleased by Kevin's fascination with her breasts. She was proud of her body but had always felt her breasts were a bit small. Despite trying various methods to enhance them, they remained the same size, even shrinking slightly after childbirth. She envied Alissa's massive breasts, and though they were friends, they secretly competed with each other.
Both were high school teachers, one in English and one in PE, and both had unimpressive husbands and sons. Their only competition was their bodies. Grace, one of the four beauties of the ancient city, felt superior in looks and figure, but Alissa's larger breasts always bothered her.
After discovering Kevin's affair with Alissa, Grace saw a new battleground and began competing for Kevin's attention. They even negotiated, but continued their subtle rivalry, each trying to win Kevin over completely.
"Alright, good boy, let's stop for now. I can't take it anymore," Grace said, her athletic body leaning against Kevin's. She closed her eyes, letting him fondle her breasts, feeling aroused and wanting to have sex with him immediately. However, with Andy in the next room, she had to restrain herself, not knowing that her son was already aware of her secret with Kevin.
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