The Heart System Chapter 585

Her thighs began to tremble uncontrollably. Suddenly, her entire body stiffened. She buried her face into my neck, her climax intense as her pussy clenched and spasmed violently around my fingers. A fresh wave of her warm juices flooded my hand as she continued to frantically grind against my erection, deep in her orgasm.

When the intense waves finally subsided, Delilah pulled back, her eyes glazed and wild with desire, her chest heaving.

"I can't take it anymore..." she gasped, her voice hoarse and filled with need. "Fuck me, Evan. Please... fuck me right now."

The words had barely escaped her lips before I brought my hand down hard on her yielding backside with a loud smack. Delilah yelped in pleasure, her body jolting from the impact. I slapped her again, watching the soft flesh ripple with each contact.

"Get up," I commanded.

She rose on unsteady legs, her eyes burning with lust. I quickly settled back onto the couch, my erection pressing straight up, throbbing and slick with precum. Delilah climbed onto the couch, turning her back towards me. She positioned herself above me in a reverse cowgirl stance, granting me a perfect view of her full, round, succulent ass.

Fuck, what a sight. Her ass cheeks were thick and ample, the kind that jiggled with every subtle movement. I cupped two handfuls and spread them apart, revealing her glistening wet pussy and tight little hole.

Delilah reached back, her fingers expertly wrapping around my thick shaft. She stroked me once, twice, then carefully guided my swollen head toward her slick entrance. She rubbed my cock up and down her wet folds, teasing both of us, generously coating me in her juices.

Then, she slowly lowered herself.

The head of my cock pushed into her tight, hot cunt. We both let out a groan as she sank down deliberately, inch by agonizing inch, until her ample backside was pressed flush against my hips. She was extraordinarily wet and warm, her pussy gripping me like a velvet fist.

"Oh my god..." Delilah moaned, her voice shaky. "You feel so deep in me like this."

She began to move. Cautiously at first, lifting her ass and dropping back down, allowing me to watch every inch of my cock disappear into her. The wet, intimate sounds of her pussy engulfing my dick filled the living room. I slapped her ass again, this time with more force.

"Ride me, Delilah," I moaned. "Show me how badly you want your daughter's friend's cock."

Delilah whimpered and increased her pace. She began to bounce on my cock, her considerable ass rippling with each powerful slam down. The sound of skin smacking skin mingled with her escalating moans. I reached up and gripped her hips, assisting her movements, pulling her down harder onto me.

"Yes... fuck yes," she panted. "I'm riding my daughter's best friend... while she's drunk and passed out down the hall. Does that turn you on, huh?"

"Fuck yeah it does," I replied, spanking her once more. "You're such a naughty mom, Delilah. Taking this cock like a slut while your daughter is just right there."

She moaned louder and started riding me with increased intensity, her ass bouncing wildly. I could see her pussy stretching around my shaft, secreting slickness all over me with every vigorous thrust. Her juices were running down my balls.

Delilah raised both arms, lacing her fingers behind her head as she continued to ride me. Her back arched beautifully, pushing her breasts forward. She looked absolutely incredible in that pose, completely lost in the throes of pleasure, using my cock to fuck herself. I reached around and grabbed her bouncing breasts, pinching and rolling her hard nipples between my fingers.

After a short while, she leaned back slightly, pressing her back against my chest. One of her hands reached behind her for stability, gripping my chest as she maintained her bouncing rhythm. This new angle allowed her to increase her speed. I could feel the head of my cock striking her sensitive spot with every single thrust.

"Fuck, Evan... right there!" she cried out, her voice breaking. "You're so much deeper now... Oh shit, you're completely ruining me."

"You like that, huh?" I whispered hotly into her ear. "Getting fucked by your daughter's friend on the same couch where you probably watch movies with her. What a dirty fucking milf you are."

"Yes! I'm your dirty milf... I'm such a whore for this cock," she moaned, bouncing even faster. Her ass slapped loudly against my hips. "Harder, Evan... fuck me harder!"

I repeatedly slapped her ass, the sharp smacks echoing through the room. Delilah's pussy was gushing profusely now, soaking my cock and thighs. She was losing all control, her movements becoming frantic and sloppy as she desperately chased her orgasm.

Her inner walls began to flutter and clench around me, tightening progressively. "I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum on your cock!" she whimpered, her voice trembling.

"Then cum for me," I said, slapping her ass one final time. "Cum all over your daughter's friend's dick like the slutty mom you are."

That statement pushed her completely over the edge.Delilah's entire body stiffened, her hand slamming down hard onto my cock as she climaxed violently. Her pussy spasmed and pulsed powerfully around me in waves. As she continued to shake and moan uncontrollably, fresh warm juices squirted out around my shaft. Her nails dug into my chest, her thick ass grinding against me as she rode out each intense wave of her orgasm. She trembled and twitched for nearly a minute, soft, broken moans escaping her lips while her pussy continued to milk my cock. I remained buried deep within her, throbbing but holding back, savoring the sensation of her intense climax upon me. Suddenly, the door to Ivy's room creaked open. Delilah's body went rigid, her pussy clamping down like a vice around my cock. My heart pounded against my ribs as Ivy stumbled out into the dimly lit hallway, still thoroughly drunk. She paused at the hallway's entrance, swaying unsteadily, her eyes unfocused. From our position, she could not clearly see us in the shadowed living room. I could not see her, only hear. "M-Mom...?" Ivy slurred, her voice thick and bewildered. "Um... I'm... I'm sorry..." Oh, hell. She had arrived. Fuck, fuck, fuck.