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The Collins twins seemed to be a weekly visitor to Mrs. Kay’s office to flirt with the hot MILF, and with the hopes to be invited over if her husband was gone. Their patience paid off after four long weeks.While sitting in his third-period class one Friday, Grant received a note from the office from the student runner. It said to report to his guidance counselor, Mrs. Kay. Grant smiled and damn near skipped out of class he was so happy.Grant checked in at the front desk and took a seat in the bullpen with a handful of other students. Soon Wendy came walking out, “Grant, come on back,” she said.He had his eyes fixed on her shapely ass as he walked behind her to the office. Mrs. Kay was wearing a snug pair of khaki-colored women’s polyester pants. Watching her ass shake reminded the young stud of his father’s old saying, “Looks like two cats fighting in a burlap bag.”Wendy stood in the center of her small twelve-foot by twelve-foot office in front of her desk. She did not bother to close the door or close the mini blinds on the interior hallway window. She simply mouthed the words, “Tomorrow at 1:00 pm. My house. You and Spencer.”Grant whispered, “OK.”“Great,” she said in a whisper voice also.**Having remembered the old man neighbor from their first time at Mrs. Kay’s house the Collins twins parked around the corner and walked the four houses to her place. The garage door was shut, so they went to the front door and knocked.Wendy opened the door and hurried the boys inside. She quickly gave each boy a nice hug and kiss on the lips. “So nice to see you two. How have you been,” she asked.“Horny,” replied Spencer. “Very horny.”“We were hoping to see you before now,” said Grant.“Me too,” said Wendy. “But my husband hasn’t been out of town much.”After a bit more chit-chat Spencer took the initiative and wrapped Wendy in his arms and started kissing down her neck as he ground his eighteen-year-old woody into Wendy’s fine ass. He walked her over to the living room couch and started making out with the stunning auburn-haired temptress while his twin sat down at the kitchen island and started to take off his clothes.After about five minutes Wendy looked behind her to see Grant in his birthday suit stroking his dong. “Get over here,” she told him.He walked over, put out his hands, and pulled her up to her feet. As he started to kiss her Spencer reached around and undid the snap and zipper on her black cotton shorts while Grant pulled off her burnt orange Texas Longhorns crop top tee, exposing her perky Konyaaltı Escort full tits.As Grant moved down, he sucked on Wendy’s tits while his twin undressed. Spencer was once again grinding his cock into Mrs. Kay’s ass. This gave her an idea.“Boys, I want you to spit-roast me. Take turns fucking me in doggy while I give the other a blow job,” she told the twins.Wendy positioned herself on the couch on her knees while each brother took their position. She quickly began fingering her pussy to see how wet she was. “Spencer, you’re going to need to spit on your dick to start off. I’m not real wet yet,” she instructed him.Grant kneeled on the right end of the long couch and took her head into his two hands. “Suck on this, bitch!” he exclaimed. He jammed his big, thick, cock into her unsuspecting mouth as she tried to get her balance on all fours.As she gagged and choked Grant began a long, slow, thrusting motion into her mouth. The more he went in and out, the wetter and warmer her mouth became. As Wendy adjusted to his cock in her mouth and throat the less resistance she put up to Grant’s dick being shoved into her mouth. By the tenth thrust, she had moved her hands from the couch cushion to Grant’s buttocks and held on for dear life.Just as the school guidance counselor cum slut got accustomed to Grant’s dick, she was now focused on Spencer pounding her dry box from behind. As much as the older Collins twin tried to lube his manhood with his saliva, he was having mediocre luck in sliding his fat dick into her tight cunt.Thankfully her love tunnel began secreting her natural lube and Grant was soon slamming his cock in and out of her sexy waxed beaver. After about five minutes Spencer decided it was time to switch positions, so the young men swapped ends.“Mmmmm, I love the taste of my pussy on your cock, Grant,” said Mrs. Kay.“You’re a kinky slut, aren’t you Wendy,” laughed Grant.She stopped licking his cock, looked him straight in the eyes, and said, “You’ll never find a kinkier slut than me.”Right then Spencer slapped her right butt cheek, “This is for making us wait four weeks to fuck you!” he exclaimed. “We want pussy every week. Do you understand, whore?”Wendy couldn’t reply as Grant had his cock shoved deep down her throat. She had tears running down her face and her mascara was running. She looked like a used-up cum slut.When Grant pulled his dick out of her mouth she coughed and gagged. “Stop. Stop, please. Let’s talk,” she said.As they all settled on Escort Konyaaltı the couch Wendy tried to explain, “My husband has been home every weekend since then. Believe me, I wanted your young cocks.”“We can come over mid-week when he’s gone too,” said Spencer.“I only play on the weekends as I have other commitments during the week,” she tried to explain.“Tough shit. We want to fuck you more often,” Spencer told her.Sensing a change in tone Wendy tried to be the alpha, “Look, I’m calling the shots. We’ll fuck on the weekends and only when I say so.”Grant started laughing, “No. We’re in charge.” Looking at Spenser, “Tell her.”“Tell me what?” inquired Wendy.Spencer stood and retrieved his phone from his shorts. “We have about a dozen photos and two short videos of us fucking last month.”“You little pricks!” yelled Wendy. “You’re blackmailing me?”“If that’s what you want to call it,” said Grant. “We prefer the term ‘insurance.’ These pics will insure you keep having sex with us.”Wendy tried to grab Spencer’s phone as she jumped off the couch. “Delete those pictures.”Spencer laughed, “Sure, I’ll let you delete these photos. But I have them saved in the cloud, on a thumb drive, and another auxiliary storage device.”Realizing she was literally screwed, Wendy sat back on the couch. “OK, what do you two want?”“Pussy,” said Grant. “We want to fuck you at least once a week. And maybe a blowjob at school too. Lock your door and close the blinds, it’s perfect.”“I don’t know about that,” said Wendy hesitantly.“If you don’t do what we want we’ll ruin you. We’ll send the files to your husband, the principal, the school board, whoever. Hell, we could post it on some local message boards too,” said Spencer.“You little mother fuckers,” she said under her breath, but loud enough for both of the twins to hear her.Spencer looked at Grant and gave him the “sshhhh” sign, holding his index finger to his lips. Wendy sat there not saying a word, not moving, as if in shock. After about three minutes she stood up.“OK, you two have control. If I’m going to be your fuck toy I want to add a few things that I’ve always wanted,” she said very slowly and measured.“Like what?” asked Grant.“I want a big black cock. And young,” Wendy said. “What about that Ro’Shawn kid on your football team? I want at least eight or nine inches.”“See, you are a kinky slut,” laughed Spencer.Wendy told the twins that her husband would be gone Wednesday through Sunday. The plan was to get the three students to her Konyaaltı Escort Bayan house Friday night for her BBC and then a gang bang. “And I want you three to spend the night. I love morning sex,” she told them.**During the week the boys approached Ro’Shawn about a hookup and gang bang. “We have a MILF who wants big black cock. And then she wants the three of us to gang-bang her. And she wants us to spend the night.”Ro’Shawn Meadows looked at the Collins twins and asked if this was a joke. He could tell by their serious demeanor that they were all business so he told them he was “in.” He then asked, “Would I know this woman?” The Collins boys lied and told him no. They didn’t dare risk him talking and spreading the word of their gang bang.They set the plan to tell each set of parents that they were spending the night at the other house after the varsity basketball game. The Collins boys also told “Ro” that he needed to drive since the neighbor knew their truck.Friday night the three boys met at another guy’s house and Ro drove the three of them to Mrs. Kay’s house. Ro parked across the street from Wendy’s house and the three boys approached the front door. The door opened but no one was visible. Spencer and Grant walked in with Ro’Shawn following timidly behind.The door closed. “Hi boys,” said Wendy. “Ro’Shawn, I’m so glad you could make it tonight.”He turned to see Mrs. Kay wearing a sexy piece of lingerie, stockings, and heels. She had gone a bit overboard on her makeup, making her really look like a cheap slut. “Holy shit. You’re the guidance counselor,” he stammered.“Yes, I am. I’m Wendy Kay. And before you take another step into my house you have to promise that you will not tell a single person about what we’re going to do tonight,” she said sternly.“Uh, ya, of course,” said the young man. Like the Collins boys, Ro’Shawn was a well-built young man. He was just taller than the other boys at six-foot-three, two-hundred-forty pounds, and had even bigger muscles. Ro’ played both tight end and the Sam linebacker positions. He would be going to Texas A&M right after graduation in June.“Ok, great. Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to start off with Ro’Shawn. I’ll call one or both of you two up to my bedroom when I’m ready.”Wendy grabbed Ro’s hand and led him to her bedroom. His eyes were glued to her ass as he followed just a half-step behind. Once in the room, she wasted no time. She instantly kissed the big black young man. Their tongues wrestled as both aggressively explored the mouth of the other.Her hand went straight to his shirt and pulled it over his head. Wendy took a moment to inspect his washboard six-pack abs. This kid was ripped, she thought to herself. She then unbuckled his thin belt and quickly had his pants and briefs down at his ankles.
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