Misc. Erotica MILF Apartments

For one drawn-out second, I just held them, an arm around each of their slender waists, holding them close, inhaling the scent of them and feeling them relax into me.

“We saw you and Julia dancing together,” Monique said, pulling her head back and grinning up at me, her eyes soft, “and now we find you in here and it smells of sex. Care to explain yourself, mister?”

“Yea,” Clara said, “what gives? She’s only supposed to be taking 10%!”

“Can I blame it on the music?” I asked, a grin tugging at my lips.

“Good answer,” Monique said, as she pressed her thick lips to mine, only to be replaced by Clara’s soft ones a moment later.

“Yea, I guess we can forgive you.” The blonde said.

“Ok,” I said, “how insane was that show? You two are fucking amazing!”

“Oh my god, I know!” Clara said, laughing, “I’m going to freak out just thinking about it, but that’s the greatest rush I’ve ever felt.”

“Me too,” Monique said, “I can’t even put it into words. That crowd was so amazing, and the energy in this place is intense. It’s hard to believe the silly songs we made down in the basement are touching so many.”

“They’re still calling for you both,” I said, releasing the two of them and stepping back, “go on, you can’t leave your fans waiting.”

The two of them beamed at me, the sound of the chanting crowds rocking the building, drawing their smiles all the wider. They made me promise to wait here for them before they bundled out of the dressing room and ran up to the stage. Just as they both left, the small greasy man in the hallway snapped a photo of the three of us. I went to go stop him, but he was gone before I could get close.

I hung out in the dressing room, listening to the girls entertain the crowd with a dance and play one of their songs again. The ground trembled as the crowd danced in time with the beat, roaring their appreciation as the girls gave a final send-off, thanking everyone for coming out.

An hour later, dressed down in comfortable clothing, the three of us stumbled down dark streets in search of pizza and cold drinks. That night we were all so full of excitement and energy after the show, especially the girls, that we stayed up late talking long through the night. We made our way back to the apartment building and clambered up onto the roof. There we lie on the wooden deck, leaning against a pile of blankets we’d brought up. The sky was clear, and the stars, just barely visible through the city’s light pollution.

We spoke about our hopes and dreams for the future, and our fears. Most prominent among those for the girls, was this wild ride they were about to take. They worried it would change them too much, and that they would be alone on the road all the time, surrounded by fake friends and people reliant on them for their paychecks.

“I’ve seen all the Behind The Music’s they had on TV,” Monique said, “It never works out well for the kid from the streets. I had a nice quiet life going doing my art, I mean if it wasn’t for how amazing it is to make music with you Clara, I don’t know if I’d risk it.”

“I know,” the small blonde said, “You both know my past… just don’t let me freak out and run away from all this, ok?”

“Listen, both of you,” I said, pulling them into my arms, “we will always be friends, that won’t change. And you’ll always have the women here in the building to lean on, they love you like I do.”

“You…what?” Monique said, turning her head, a smile breaking out wide.

I realized what I said and felt my cheeks flush red, but I didn’t take it back. Just smiling back at the two of them.

“You know we love you too, don’t you?” Clara asked, as she shifted on my other side, I felt her small hand settle on my thigh, and my heart begin to race in my chest.

“I do,” I said, realizing it was true even as I said it.

I knew from looking into their open faces, they cared about me, not about my money or my status, but about the man, Connor. And I cared about both, from the depth of their souls to the tips of their talented fingers.

“Then prove it,” Monique said, her strong fingers pulling my face to hers as her thick grinning lips pressed to mine, her tongue dancing in my mouth and sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

My hands slipped down her back and cupped her large firm ass, pulling her in close to me. Clara would not be ignored, nor could she be. Her tiny ass was in my other hand, and her hot lips were on my neck, kissing a line of fire up to the side of my lips and then drawing me over to her lips.

The tiny blonde groaned out in pleasure when our lips met, and her hand slipped up into my hair, holding it firmly before pulling me back for one second and staring into my face, her eyes dancing.

“Do your hair like this,” she said, “It looks so fucking badass slicked back.”

“I agree,” Monique said, sitting up and running her hand back over my hair, looking at me critically, “And stick to the white shirts, it’s a power move.”

“See,” I said with a grin, “and I think you would both look a lot better without the shirts.”

“Oh, really?” Clara said as Monique grinned and whipped her shirt up over her head and flung it down to the deck.

I drew in a sharp breath when I saw the large hard dark nipples and perfectly shaped breasts. I felt my mouth watering as I slid my hand up her smooth back and around to palm one perfect breast. Monique moaned out, biting her bottom lip and smiling in pleasure as she watched me appreciate her beauty.

Clara followed suit a moment later, her shirt joining her best friends, and then I was fondling two pairs of breasts. Clara’s were smaller but firmer, and her nipples were the lightest shade of pink and soft as berries. The tiny blonde reached out and hefted one of Monique’s heavier breasts and sighed in pleasure as the dark-skinned woman did the same.

Then both women reached up and took my wrists and drew my hands down to between their legs. They eyed one another and had matching smiles of excitement as my hands slipped into their tight jeans and across slick pussy lips, feeling both of their sexes at once. Both fingers found their little love nubs and gently circled them, as the girls jerked their hips in surprise at the sudden and intense pleasure.

“Oh fuck… you’re good,” Monique whispered, one hand on the back of my head, drawing my lips to her hard nipple as the other began to undo the fly of my jeans.

Clara kissed her best friend as I teased and fingered their pussies. The wet sounds of the friends’ and lovers' tongues interlocking caused my cock to throb even harder in my pants, and I released Monique’s firm nipple to watch the incredible sight. The two young women were gorgeous and sitting up, making out, framed with the night's sky overhead and the city skyline behind, they were the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

I felt their bodies begin to tremble, and their hands came up, holding onto one another as twin orgasms ripped through the both of them. Their firm asses shaking as their juices flooded over my hands. Their pants were all bunched and awkward as they trembled and released their kiss. Both plopped down onto their butts, grinning, surprised, and panting.

“That was… fuck, Clara… we found us a keeper,” Monique turned her eyes from her friend to me. Sitting up, she shifted her pants off her hips, pushing them aside and revealing smooth dark thighs that dried my mouth.

“Mhmm, and now we get to return the favor,” Clara said, eyes shining with desire as she pushed off her own pants and began to fumble free the rest of the buttons on my jeans.

“Easy girl,” Monique said, her hands slipping over her friends, slowing them down, drawing out the tension as she slowly popped the rivets free, “Our boy’s so hard he might pop off any moment, can’t have that. I plan to enjoy this evening.”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” I said with a grin, running my hands over their slender backs, “Nothing is going to keep me from enjoying tonight… I love you both so much.”

“Good,” Clara said, tongue touching her upper lip as she reached into my pants and fished out my hard-on, her friend pushing them down my hips.

I sat back and relaxed, watching the two beautiful young women run their hands up and down my cock. Their fingers were soft at first, delicately tracing up and down the sensitive flesh sheathing the steel hardness beneath. Then both of their hands interlaced, fingers gripping me together, as they stroked me slowly.

Monique bent down, her pink tongue dancing around the large crown of my cock, covering it with her saliva. Their hands worked the slickness over my shaft as they stroked me. Then they both slipped to either side of my legs, and looking up at me with eager eyes, watching the effect they had on me as first one, and then the other pressed warm hot lips to the sides of my cock, kissing and sucking their way to the tip.

Thick wet lips slid over the tip and met one another, sucking and pushing the head of my cock back and forth, their tongues dancing along the sensitive underside. Monique’s eyes flared wide when she heard my guttural moan of pleasure and her nails dragged along the soft skin covering my balls, ever so lightly.

“Oh shit,” I moaned, as Clara sucked hard on the tip, Monique stroking the shaft and massaging my balls in time with the other girls’ motions, “God damn… that feels like heaven.”

Monique smirked and joined her friend, trading places with her on the tip of my cock. Two more times, they traded me back and forth. Then Clara began to kiss her neck and massage the woman’s big dark breasts, pinching and pulling at the nipples as my cock stretched out Monique’s throat.

“I’m going to cum,” I announced, watching in awe as Monique pulled up, moaning out in pleasure and shuffled over, Clara pressing her face next to her friends.

My cum shot into their open and waiting mouths, and they took turns sucking the tip clean and then kissed, passing my cum back and forth between them. Their moans of pleasure caused my cock to throb once more. Then they toppled over, giggling and rolling off me and to the side, legs scissoring together as I saw their tight pussies for the first time.

As the two gorgeous women made out, I rolled over and buried my face in their treasures. Licking and teasing with tongue and fingers, as they made out and giggled, sighing out in growing pleasure as their lips puffed up, oozing their juices.

I made love with Clara first, which I guess was fitting as she was the one who started this whole wild affair between us three. The air was chill, but our skin was hot, and our need fierce as I slid into her narrow confines. Monique lay pressed to both of our sides, her whispered words of encouragement and love, spurring us on, and her kisses and hands trailed fire across our skin.

The slender little blonde, who looked like an angel, cried out in pleasure as I filled her womb with my seed, nails digging into my back as she shuddered in bliss beneath me. Her second orgasm, as my cock thrust in and out of her. My motions slowed, and we kissed deeply, holding one another and trembling as the emotions surged within.

Monique couldn’t wait, and I felt her hands on my ass and back growing insistent. With a grin of delight, I lifted up and planted a kiss on her thick, soft lips and pulled her beneath me. Pushing in beside Clara, Monique looked up at me with a blush that seemed out of character for her.

Her hand slowly worked my cock to hardness, as she gazed into my eyes and I into hers. They were pale brown and drew me in deeper and deeper. Her blush faded, and her grin grew, and I felt her wetness coating her thighs. As she gripped my cock and pressed it to her thick lips, I felt her incredible tightness cinching down on me, and I felt my eyes go wide in shock.

It took me several minutes of short slow thrusts to get my cock fully inside the tiny woman. She wasn’t a virgin but, was the closest thing. She would admit later that after her first terrible experience, she’d shut that side of herself off until just recently. The fact that I hadn’t pushed her and Clara for sex so early on and had been content to wait until she and they were ready, had helped heal some of her scars.

Whether from anxiety, or not having anything inside her for years, Monique was so tiny I nearly came three times before I was entirely inside her. The look of strain on my face caused Clara to grin and whisper about how amazing Monique’s pussy must be. The dark-skinned woman, for her part, was writhing beneath me, her lips and mine locked together with my hands on her big firm ass as she came in tiny little shockwaves, each time my cock got a little deeper in her.

The three of us made love for hours on the roof. Covering ourselves with blankets and laying on our back, talking, touching, and watching the stars, in-between bouts of wild and frenzied fucking, or sweet and gentle lovemaking. The three of us were there awake, naked, holding one another and covered in blankets as the sun rose out over the river. Its first golden rays crowned the most perfect evening of my life.

We didn’t want to let go of one another, but eventually, we had to as the sun began to rise higher. I was happy I’d taken a nap the day before because I wasn’t nearly as beat as Clara and Monique. I dropped them off at their place, Clara having moved in a couple weeks back. Then I made my way down to my place.​