Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1193: Horny Homecoming

I smirked and brought my hand down hard on Freya’s plump, juicy ass, the loud smack echoing inside the car as my palm connected with her soft flesh through the thin dress. ”Who was it that started teasing me first, hm? Such a greedy little slut.”

Freya let out a sharp, needy moan, her body jerking violently in my lap. ”Aahh~! Fuck... hmm~” The slap sent a visible shiver racing through her, making her thick ass cheeks jiggle deliciously.

The car continued gliding down the road, Stella driving with perfect composure while Margaret lounged in the passenger seat. In the backseat, the atmosphere had turned thick, hot, and shamelessly sexual.

Freya didn’t waste a single second. She reached down boldly and grabbed my rock-hard cock through my pants, her fingers wrapping tightly around the thick, throbbing bulge. She gave it a hungry squeeze, feeling it pulse against her palm.

”Tell me, baby... did you miss me?” she whispered huskily, her voice dripping with lust as she slowly stroked my fat cock like she was worshipping it. ”Did you miss your naughty mommy’s hand?”

I groaned deeply, my hips bucking up into her grip. ”Fuck yes... I missed this greedy little hand jerking my cock. You’ve been such a good girl all day, but I know that sloppy cunt is still dripping and aching for me, isn’t it?”

Freya bit her lip hard, cheeks burning as she kept pumping her hand along my shaft, squeezing and rubbing the swollen head through the fabric. ”It’s been itching so fucking badly... My pussy hasn’t stopped throbbing since you left me. I’m so wet I can feel it leaking down my thighs... Mmm~ I need this fat cock stretching me open soon.”

Margaret laughed from the front, turning slightly to watch. ”Holy shit, look at how shameless she is — stroking his cock right here in the car like a desperate whore. That backless dress makes her look like a total fucktoy.”

Freya moaned louder, pressing her heavy ass back against me while her hand continued its filthy rhythm, jerking me off through my pants. ”Jack... your cock feels so fucking big and hot... It’s twitching so much for me. Please... I want it buried deep in my cunt...”

I growled and grabbed two big handfuls of her plump ass, squeezing the soft, jiggly flesh hard enough to leave marks. I pulled her closer, grinding my thick, rock-hard bulge right against her soaked pussy, letting her feel every inch of my throbbing meat through our clothes. The scorching heat and wetness radiating from her core was obscene.

”Be patient, you horny little mommy slut,” I growled into her ear, my voice low and rough. ”When we get home, I’m going to bend you over the nearest surface, rip this dress up, and destroy that dripping cunt. I’m going to fuck you so deep and so hard you’ll feel my cock for days. I’ll pound you until you’re squirting all over the floor like the messy whore you are.”

Freya whimpered shakily, her whole body trembling with need. I slid my hand up her naked back, tracing every inch of her smooth, warm skin exposed by the backless dress. My fingers teased down her spine, then lower, slipping dangerously close to her ass again. But just as I tried to slide under the hem, Freya grabbed my wrist with a wicked, teasing laugh.

”Not yet~” she purred, her voice thick with filthy mischief. She pinned my hand in place, refusing to let me touch her bare pussy while she rolled her hips in slow, sensual circles, grinding her soaked cunt against my throbbing bulge. ”You teased me so fucking badly earlier... Now it’s my turn to torture this fat cock.”

I groaned loudly, my shaft twitching and leaking precum into my pants. ”You naughty fucking tease...”

Freya giggled breathlessly and leaned back fully against my chest, deliberately dragging her dripping pussy up and down my length. ”Mmm~ Feel how fucking wet I am? My panties are ruined... All because this big cock has been poking and teasing me the entire ride. I’m so close to cumming just from rubbing on you.”

Stella glanced at the rearview mirror again, smirking. ”You two are fucking animals. Poor Sister Freya is practically humping his cock like a bitch in heat back there.”

Margaret laughed. ”And she’s still holding his hand so he can’t finger her. Look at her — enjoying every second of edging him.”

Freya moaned hotly against my neck, her breath burning my skin. ”I want your cock so fucking bad, Jack... but you made me wait earlier... so now you’re going to suffer with this hard, leaking dick until we get home~.”

The filthy teasing continued the entire way, her soaked pussy grinding relentlessly against me until we finally pulled up to the villa.

When Freya stepped out of the car, she tried to adjust her dress, but it was useless. A very obvious, dark, wet patch had formed right over her crotch — a lewd mixture of my leaking precum and her own dripping pussy juices. The sight made my cock throb painfully.

I didn’t give a fuck about being seen. I got out right behind her, my massive erection still tenting my pants obscenely. As I looked back, I saw Julie pulling up in the second car. She stepped out gracefully, cradling a sleeping Eleanor gently in her arms.

The villa looked stunning — beautifully decorated with colorful balloons, warm string lights, and soft glowing lanterns that bathed everything in a romantic, seductive glow. But my eyes kept drifting back to Freya’s soaked dress and her plump ass swaying as she walked, knowing full well I was going to wreck her the second we got inside.

The moment we stepped out of the car, I noticed Jessica and a couple of the other girls already had their phones out, filming the entire thing with wicked little smirks on their faces.

They had been quietly recording our shameless backseat depravity the whole ride — every moan, every grind, every filthy word.

Freya’s dress still clung obscenely to her soaked pussy, the dark wet patch clearly visible as she walked.

She didn’t even try to hide it. Instead, she turned and reached for Eleanor in Julie’s arms, gently lifting the sleeping Eleanor into her arms. The baby looked so peaceful, completely unaware of how her mommy had just been acting like a desperate cock-hungry slut minutes earlier.

I walked right beside Freya, one hand possessively on her lower back, fingers teasing the curve of her ass as we entered the villa.

The interior was stunning — warmly lit with dozens of string lights and floating balloons. Right in the center of the living room stood a huge, beautifully decorated cake, topped with candles and elegant writing.