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Compendium IIIThe morning after, Aisha woke up with a feeling of victory. David was still sleeping, his limp penis between her hands.
At breakfast, the atmosphere was radiant. Although Calliope had missed her mother's company the night before, the pleasure she had felt during the afternoon still showed on her smile.
Once bathed, Aisha carefully chose her clothes. On one hand, she had to look sexy enough to drive me crazy with heat, so something with a neckline was mandatory. But on the other hand, she had to leave Sophie at school, meaning her clothes couldn't say she was a slut, despite herself wanting it. It was how she decided to wear a green top that hinted at the enormous mature melons she has as breasts and short cotton pants to calm my taste for housewife-type women. Once ready, she gave herself a seductive smile in the mirror.
Walking to school with Sophie, her excitement was palpable. I knew that day she would be with me again. She had dreamed of my caresses for months and couldn't wait to feel herself inside me.The school was filled with kids and parents, but the sight of the revealing top and tight plaid shorts caught the attention of the parents. Their eyes focused on her curves and whispers of the golden trio spread through the entrance.
Emma, radiant in her white skirt and top that allowed her breasts to bounce freely, walked alongside Aisha, adding to the scandalous spectacle. The sight of both women together was enough to accelerate the heart of any man.
And then Isabella arrived, with her red shoulderless blouse and leather skirt, she was the epitome of elegance and sex appeal. Her breasts, so broad and prominent, contrasted with the fabric that barely covered them.The three friends approached me. The kids didn't notice the seductive dance of the mothers competing for attention, but the parents couldn't take their eyes off them. But then after convincing Isabella that on this occasion she wasn't invited and after goingA refreshing night of sex with Emma and meAisha returned to school to look for Sophie.On the way home, Aisha wondered where and how I slept with Cheryl. Having heard the rumor at the beginning of the year, Emma's confirmation the previous evening, and Cheryl's gaze when she saw me made her fantasize about how I managed to sleep with her at school, fantasies that fortunately Sophie was not aware of.
When they arrived home, David surprisingly waited for them in the main living room. His face, a mix of fear and excitement, almost made Aisha laugh.
What happened? he asked, still believing that his wife's departure with Emma and me was an innocent outing.
Fine, thanks, she replied with a slightly arrogant smile. It was... very satisfying. It made Emma and me become much closer.
David was both relieved and confused by his wife's good humor.
Why? What happened? he asked again.
Aisha's smile took on a mischievous and reserved tone that annoyed David.
Well, let's just say we knew Marco had a lot of talent... although we never would have believed he'd leave us both so satisfied.
Why? Does he have good taste in baby clothes? David interrogated Aisha, her responses as enigmatic as Sphinx riddles.
Aisha's smile grew wider.
Yes, his taste is impeccable, she said with satisfaction, rubbing salt in David's wounded ego. I'd say it's delicious. The best I've ever had.
The last comment went unnoticed by David.
Maybe you and Emma didn't need to go with him at all then?
Oh no! We needed it! Aisha insisted, her malicious smile confusing her husband even more. Emma and I were opened our eyes, and we're sure we want to do it again.
Oh! David exclaimed, not understanding what Aisha was referring to.
Enjoying his confusion, Aisha headed towards the stairs.
• I'm going to take a shower. – He said in a playful tone. – This whole encounter with Marco and Emma has made me sweat.
David swallowed saliva, thinking that Aisha was going to masturbate again under the shower.
• Don't worry, dear! – She told him in a condescending and sweet tone. – Dinner will be on time, as always.
And while she seductively swayed her hips up the stairs, David finally realized how sexy his wife looked dressed to go out and buy baby clothes.
While showering again, Aisha enjoyed the satisfaction of screwing her husband. Although she loved David, it had been many years since he ignored her sexual needs, and now, after enjoying me and Calliope, Aisha was unsure if she would return to being a normal and loving housewife.Once lust made her hers once more, deducing her sex, her thoughts turned towards me, as usual. But this time, she realized I hadn't only slept with her and her daughter Calliope, but also with her two school friends, Isabella and Emma, just like her younger daughter's teacher, Cheryl, without forgetting my wife, Marisol.
Orgasms came in droves, thinking I was a god of insatiable sex. A beast in bed.
The last orgasm she felt was fantastic. Aisha never realized when she got the bottle so deep inside her sex. But just like my penis, it remained hard and well inserted in her interior.With desperation, Aisha wrapped herself in the towel and slid into Calliope's bedroom. She urgently needed her daughter's tongue licking her sex.
Despite arriving exhausted from her university classes, Calliope felt her desires renewing as she got used to Aisha's seductive welcomes.
Her mother lay on the bed almost naked, her bathrobe barely covering her breasts. A happy smile settled on Calliope's lips as she entered and her eyes sparkled with lust.
Aisha had become very proud of Calliope's progress. Although her daughter's fingers were not as thick as mine, she had acquired her talent rightfully. Through their intimate encounters, Calliope had learned the art of exciting Aisha's clitoris and vagina using the tip of her tongue.Calliope had become an expert at eating cunts. Her dedication to providing pleasure was a trait that ignited Aisha's passion. Although Calliope sometimes masturbated during sessions, it was normal for her to find pleasure in giving more than receiving.
With each lick and suck, Aisha's pleasure grew. Calliope had become an expert at tongue movements, and as Aisha approached orgasm, she grasped her chocolate-colored breasts tightly.
Calliope licked her mother's juices with avidity, savoring them as Aisha reached climax. The bond between them had become something sacred and exceptionally intimate.
•You're so good, my girl! – murmured Aisha, her voice full of satisfaction.
Calliope raised her gaze with a smile, feeling pride and love for her mother. She knew that her sister Sophie was also an important part of Aisha's life, but at that moment she felt like the center of her mother's world.
Superficially, dinner seemed normal. But somehow, there was a discreet tone of complicity between Aisha and Calliope that bothered David.
As Calliope served herself a piece of her mother's hot lasagna, she asked casually:
Then, how did you do with Marco's purchases, Mom?
There was a mischievous tone in his daughter's voice that made David raise an eyebrow. Aisha smiled happily while wiping her mouth with a napkin.
•It was astonishing! – She replied, her face glowing with delight. – Emma and I enjoyed it very much.
oOh, I see! – Calliope commented with a smile, secretly mocking her father. - Did you get what you were looking for?
Aisha realized the venomous implications in her eldest daughter's words. She also felt excited to openly confront David.
•Yes, we both left satisfied. – Aisha responded, blushing sweetly. – He gave us exactly what we needed…
>What did you need? – David asked with genuine curiosity.
Suddenly, Calliope violently struck the table, startling her little sister Sophie unintentionally.
oDamn it, dad! – Calliope interrupted, letting her youthful rebellion out. – What every woman needs and what a real man like Marco can give.
David felt horrible for upsetting his daughter and didn't pay attention to her words…
>I... I'm sorry. – David apologized submissively.
But Aisha looked at her furious daughter.
•Calliope! Don't let your anger scare your sister. - Aisha demanded an apology, ignoring David's feelings.
The look of Aisha was insurmountable…
oI'm sorry, Sophie. I didn't mean to. – Calliope genuinely apologized to her sister.
But then, a strange silence remained in the air. A silence that only David and Sophie noticed at first…
•Calliope, apologize to your father too! – Aisha demanded, realizing it.
oWhat? – Calliope contemplated her mother confused.
The eyes of Aisha were irate…
oI... I'm sorry... dad. – Calliope apologized, mostly concerned about her mother than actually feeling remorse.
After dinner, David went to the living room, disturbed by realizing that due to his extended absences, he had lost most of his family's respect.
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