Here is the sequel to Special Birthday Present they have been sitting around awhile to finish so I got to it today enjoy.
A mother daughter’s reunion
As the sun set over the horizon, casting a warm glow upon the cityscape, Julie and her daughter Marc found themselves in a cozy coffee shop, reminiscing about the good old days. Julie, an ageless woman of fifty-eight, still maintained an enviable figure, while her daughter, barely thirty-seven, sipped her latte with a contented sigh. The two women laughed as they recalled how Julie had taught them, both her daughters, Gail and Marc, the finer points of shaving and trimming their bushes, and the proper way to masturbate. It was a topic that schools never touched upon, but Julie had always been a great mom, always there for her girls.
As their conversation flowed, Julie couldn't help but notice the appreciative glances that Brad, her boyfriend, kept shooting in their direction. He had seen various pictures of her with her two daughters, and Brad, standing at an impressive six foot five, had a secret fondness for tall ladies. Especially since Julie's youngest and tallest daughter, Marc, stood at a towering six foot three. Julie often felt bad for Marc because of her height, finding it difficult for her to find an appropriate man. But Brad was different; he seemed to admire Marc's stature, even going as far as hinting that he liked tall ladies.
As they continued to drink into the night, Brad couldn't help but drop another hint about how much he would enjoy seeing Julie and Marc fight. He had seen a few pictures of the two of them together, looking fierce and competitive, and it had given him quite the idea. Julie, always quick on her feet, started to hatch a plan. She knew just how to make this evening special for both her daughter and her boyfriend. With a sly smile, she excused herself to the restroom, slipping out of the booth unnoticed.
In the bathroom, Julie locked herself in a stall and pulled out her cell phone. She quickly texted Gail, her older daughter, and asked her to come to the coffee shop immediately. Gail, eager to help her mom and sister out, didn't hesitate to respond with an affirmative. As Julie made her way back to the table, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through her body.
Brad, ever the gentleman, offered to pay the bill as they waited for Gail to arrive. Marc, amused by the flirtatious banter between her mother and Brad, couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. She knew that her mom was a great catch, and she wished that she could find someone like Brad who appreciated her height and strength.
Just then, they heard the door swing open and saw Gail enter the coffee shop. Julie gave her daughter a knowing smile as they motioned for her to join them at their table. Gail, curious about what was going on, made her way over to the group, her long legs carrying her swiftly across the room. Once she was seated, Julie explained the situation to her daughter, and they all began to hatch a plan.
As they devised their strategy, Julie couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with her daughters. She had always been close to them, even though Marc was now living in another state. There was something special about being able to share this moment with both of them, something that bound them together no matter the distance.
Gail, being the more outgoing and confident of the two, took charge, suggesting they play a little game to get things started. She explained that they should all pretend to be competing in a wrestling match, with Marc and Julie going up against each other in one corner, and Gail and Brad in another. The crowd would cheer them on, and they could all have a bit of fun before Marc and Gail headed back home.
Brad, ever the sporting gentleman, eagerly agreed to the idea, already imagining the spectacle that was about to unfold. Marc, though a bit hesitant at first, soon found herself caught up in the excitement as well. Julie, watching her two daughters and her boyfriend interact, couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. They were all such good sports, and it was clear that they all cared for each other deeply.
As they positioned themselves around the room, the crowd began to gather, their eyes fixed on the improvised wrestling ring that had formed. Gail and Brad, both tall and athletic, faced off against Marc and Julie, who were equally formidable in their own right. The referee, a friendly barista who had overheard their plan, agreed to officiate the match.
The first round began with Gail and Marc facing off against each other. They circled each other warily, sizing each other up before Gail lunged forward, trying to tackle Marc to the ground. Marc, however, was quick to dodge out of the way, and soon she had Gail pinned against the wall. The crowd cheered loudly as the two women grappled with each other, their long legs and powerful arms moving fluidly like dancers.
Meanwhile, Brad and Julie engaged in a fierce battle of their own. Brad, ever the gentleman, tried to keep things playful at first, teasing Julie with fake punches and tickles. But Julie was having none of it; she quickly turned the tables on him, using her strength and agility to flip him onto his back and pin him against the wall. The crowd roared with approval as the two wrestled, their bodies pressed tightly together.
As the match progressed, Gail and Marc began to tire, their movements becoming more desperate. Gail managed to push Marc against the wall hard enough to make her stumble back, but Marc recovered quickly, throwing Gail to the ground and pinning her there. The crowd went wild as Marc's powerful legs held Gail down, her long limbs flailing helplessly beneath her.
Meanwhile, Brad and Julie continued to wrestle, their bodies intertwined in a tangled mess on the floor. They rolled across the room, their strength and agility on full display. The crowd cheered as they watched the two of them grunt and sweat, their muscles rippling beneath their clothes.
As they reached the counter, Brad managed to slip free from Julie's grip and quickly scrambled to his feet. He turned to face her, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Julie, still lying on the ground, propped herself up on her elbows and grinned at him. "Not bad for an old lady," she teased.
Gail and Marc, having watched the entire match, let out a round of applause as Brad and Julie rose to their feet. "You two were really something else," Gail said, wiping sweat from her brow. "I can't believe you made it this far." Marc nodded in agreement, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.
Brad glanced over at Gail, who was still lying on the ground, and offered her a hand up. She accepted it graciously, allowing him to pull her to her feet. "Thanks, man," she said, brushing herself off. "I guess I'm not as young as I used to be." They shared a laugh, and the tension in the room began to ease.
Julie glancing at her two daughters noticing that all their sexual albedo's are up suggest they should come over to Brad's place and continue with maybe some higher stakes wrestling or even a little bit of sex if they all wanted to. Gail and Brad were both game for anything and so they all agreed to head over to Brad's place. The atmosphere in the car was electric as they all laughed and joked about their earlier antics. They pulled up to Brad's house and all agreed that it would be more fun if they just went with their clothes on as they were.
As they entered Brad's house, they all noticed that his place was immaculately tidy, almost military in its organization. Julie, who was used to a more relaxed atmosphere at home, found herself drawn to the neatness and precision of it all. They all headed to Brad's room, where they discovered a full-sized wrestling mat laid out on the floor. "Whoa," Marc exclaimed, "Brad, you didn't tell us you had all this."
Brad shrugged modestly. "I've always liked wrestling. Figured it'd come in handy someday." The four adults stripped off their clothes, revealing their toned, muscular bodies. Gail and Brad exchanged flirtatious glances as they began to roll out the mat, while Julie and Marc began to engage in a playful wrestle on the bed. The atmosphere in the room was electric, charged with the energy of their earlier match and the promise of something more.
As they continued to play, the wrestling matches became increasingly intense. The rules were thrown out the window, replaced by a primal desire to dominate and be dominated. Brad and Marc decided to go full oil match. Brad retrieved his small oil bottle and started to drizzle oil on to Marc's amazing shoulders and then taking his time down her breasts c and belly. Marc did the same to Brad's body. The oil made their skin shine in the dim light of the room, accentuating their muscles as they strained against each other.
Julie smiling as she watch both Brad and Marc beckoned Gail over and suggested they do the same for her. Gail blushed and nodded, stepping closer to them. Brad poured the oil over her breasts, letting his fingers trace circles around her nipples as he did so. She gasped, arching her back slightly. Marc continued down her stomach, carefully working the oil into her smooth skin. As he reached her hips, he glanced up at her face, their eyes meeting in a heated gaze. He slipped his hands beneath her, parting her legs and spreading her wetness with his fingers.
Meanwhile, Julie and Gail had moved to the bed, their wrestling match growing more intense by the minute. Brad and Marc rolled and writhed on the mat, their bodies glistening with sweat and oil. Brad managed to pin Marc down, straddling his hips as she reached between them and began to stroke his hard cock. He moaned, arching his back into her touch. Marc leaned down, taking his cock into her mouth as she continued to pleasure him.
On the bed, Gail and Julie were locked in a passionate embrace, their bodies sliding against each other. Gail's breasts were pressed against Julie's chest, and she could feel Julie's hard nipples through her clothes. She leaned in, taking one of Julie's nipples into her mouth and sucking gently. Julie let out a soft moan, her fingers tangling in Gail's hair. They rolled over, Gail ending up on top, her legs wrapped around Julie's waist. Their hips began to move in rhythm, their bodies becoming slick with sweat.Julie help her daughter Gail strip her down to where she was in her. thong. She kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth, before moving down to her neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin there. Gail arched her back, her hands finding their way to Julie's hair, pulling her closer. Their bodies continued to move together, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Brad and Marc watched them, their own wrestling match momentarily forgotten as they were transfixed by the erotic display before them.
Meanwhile, Marc had managed to free one of her hands and slid it down between her legs. She was wet and aching, and she could feel Brad's hard cock pressing against her thigh. She whispered into Brad's ear, "Would you like to see what Gail and I do together?" Before Brad could answer, Marc guided her sister's hand down to her wetness, showing her how it felt to be touched. Gail's fingers were warm and gentle as she explored Marc's body, making her shudder with pleasure.
Brad was mesmerized by the sight of Gail and Marc together. He could see the desire in their eyes, the way they moved against each other. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He pushed Marc's legs up onto his shoulders, opening her body to him. His cock was aching, and he was ready to take her. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly thrust inside, feeling her tightness envelop him. Marc moaned loudly, arching her back as he filled her.
Their movements were in perfect sync with those of Gail and Julie on the bed. Gail's hips rose and fell in rhythm with Julie's, their bodies slick with sweat. They were completely lost in the sensation of being together, their need for each other growing with every thrust and moan.
Brad's hands gripped Marc's hips, holding her steady as he drove into her over and over. He could feel her inner muscles clenching around him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Marc arched her back, her head thrown back as she let out a moan that seemed to echo through the room. She was close, and she knew it.
On the bed, Gail and Julie's bodies moved in perfect synchrony. Their hips rose and fell, their breaths mingled, and their skin slipped against each other. Gail felt the familiar tightness building within her, and she knew she wouldn't last much longer. She leaned in, kissing Julie passionately as she began to lose control.
Marc, watching them, felt her own orgasm building as well. She reached down between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it gently at first and then more forcefully as the pleasure built. Brad thrust deeper inside her, his hips slapping against her, and she could feel the mat beneath them as they moved together.
Gail and Julie were lost in their passion, their bodies moving as one, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Gail's fingers found Julie's clit, and she began to stroke it, circling it with her thumb as she sucked on her nipple. Julie moaned, arching her back off the bed, her hips bucking wildly against Gail's touch.
Julie was cuming hard as she tried to squezze and hold on to Julie's two fingers that were inside her. The sensation of Gail's fingers rubbing her clit and sucking her nipple at the same time was overwhelming and she couldn't help but let out a long, loud moan. Her body went limp and her muscles relaxed as she collapsed back onto the bed, still breathing heavily and feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm wash over her.
Meanwhile, Marc was close too. She felt the familiar tightening in her stomach and the heat rising up from between her legs. Brad's thrusts inside her were deep and powerful, his grip on her hips unyielding. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, and the knowledge that he was about to cum sent her over the edge. With a moan of pleasure, she arched her back, her fingers finding a rhythm on her clit that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Brad felt Marc's body tense beneath him, and he knew she was close. He thrust harder, faster, feeling the need to be as deep inside her as possible. Her tightness was exquisite, and he knew he was about to lose control. He gripped her hips harder, their skin slipping against each other as they moved together in perfect harmony.
Brad losing it shoots into Marc as he moan's and has his whole body quivering as he finally lets go, filling Marc with his seed. He lays atop her for a moment, panting, before gently rolling off and laying beside her, their sweaty bodies sticking together. He smiles at her, feeling satisfied and fulfilled. Marc smiling and whispers into Brads ear how she wants Brad to take her mother in the ass she told Marc that was one of her favorites, she really likes it. Brad grins at that and kisses her. He rolls away on the mat and goes over to Gail and Julie, who are still tangled together on the bed, their breathing slowing down. He kneels between their legs and kisses Julie's neck, then slowly pushes his cock into her ass, moaning as he feels her tightness envelop him. He begins to thrust slowly, feeling the muscles in her ass clench around him. He looks down and sees Gail watching them, her eyes glazed over with desire. He reaches out and grabs her hand, pulling her into the action, letting her feel his cock slide in and out of her mother's ass.
As they move together, the air in the room thickens with the scent of sweat and desire. Gail begins to match her movements with Brad's, their hands intertwined as they pleasure each other through this intimate act. Julie lets out a moan, arching her back off the bed as she feels the full weight of Brad's body against hers. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts deeper and harder, filling her in ways she hadn't expected.
Marc watches them from the bed, his own body still warm from the passion he shared with Brad. She reaches down to stroke herself, imagining being a part of this scene, feeling the wet heat of Gail and Julie's bodies surrounding her. Her mind drifts, envisioning Brad's cock sliding in and out of her ass, the feeling of Gail's hands on his hips, guiding him.
As the sensations build inside her, Marc can't help but moan softly, the sound filling the room. Brad hears it and glances over at her, his movements becoming more urgent as he takes Julie roughly. He looks back at Marc, his eyes dark and filled with lust, and slowly stands up, positioning his cock has Marc gets down on all four. She spreads her legs wide, welcoming him inside, and he thrusts forward, pushing into her, feeling the tightness of her body surround him.
Gail watches them, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she imagines being in Marc's place. She reaches down between her legs, rubbing herself as she fantasizes about feeling Brad's cock inside her, filling her up. She looks up at Brad, his body glistening with sweat as he pumps into Marc, and she can't help but feel a surge of desire course through her. She moves closer to them, crawling across the bed on her hands and knees, and before she knows it, she's wrapped around Brad's hips, her body pressed against Marc's.
Brad's thrusts become even harder, faster as he feels the weight of Julie's body against him. He glances down at her, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange, and he knows they're both lost in this moment. The sounds of their pleasure mingle together, creating a cacophony of moans and grunts that fill the room.
Gail's movements become more urgent as she feels Brad's cock slide in and out of Julie, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that she can't help but mirror. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her nails digging into Marc's hips as she pushes herself closer to him. She can feel the heat radiating off of their bodies, the sweat that covers their skin, and it only serves to heighten her arousal.
As Brad continues to pound into Julie, Gail leans forward, her lips mere inches from Julie's ear. She whispers, "Fuck him harder," her voice low and husky. Julie glances back at her, their eyes meeting in the mirror, and he can see the desire burning in her gaze. Without another word, he thrusts deeper into her, feeling the tightness of her channel squeeze him.
Julie moans loudly, his hips bucking upwards as he feels Brad's cock slide in and out of her. The friction is exquisite, and she can feel himself starting to lose control. Brad looks down at Julie, her body arched over his, their chests heaving as they try to catch their breath. His hand reaches down, finding her wet and ready, and he begins to stroke her roughly, matching the pace of his hips.
Gail watches them, her own body trembling with need. She reaches down, guiding Marc's hand to her wetness, and she slides her finger inside her, finding the rhythm they've fallen into. Their hips move in tandem, their bodies pressing together as they share this intense moment. She looks up at Marc, meeting her gaze in the mirror, and whispers, "You feel so good."
As the pleasure builds inside her, Gail leans forward, taking one of Brad's hands in her own and guiding it to her breast. She arches her back, offering him her nipple, and he eagerly takes it into his mouth, sucking on it as he continues to thrust into Julie. The sensation is overwhelming, and Julie feels her orgasm building, growing closer with each thrust.
Marc watches as Gail's body undulates over her, her hips moving in perfect synchrony with Gails own. She can feel the wetness of her arousal on Gail's fingers, and she thrusts deeper, harder, wanting to feel her fully, completely. Gail looks down at Marc, their eyes meeting in the mirror, and they knows they're both lost in this moment.
Brad's breath is ragged, his movements becoming more urgent as he feels the heat of Julie's body against him. He can feel himself getting closer, his orgasm building, and he looks at Julie in the mirror on all fours, her eyes clouded with desire as she looks up at him. He knows she's close too, and with a final thrust, he cries out, his body tensing as he releases himself inside her.
Julie feels Marc's cock twitch inside her, and she knows he's coming too. She arches her back, moaning his name as she feels him fill her, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. The pleasure washes over her, waves of heat and pleasure coursing through her veins. She looks down at Marc, their eyes locked in the mirror, and she whispers, "That was incredible."
Julie lets out a shuddering breath as she feels Brad's release deep inside her. She collapses forward, resting her head on Marc's shoulder, her body still trembling with the aftermath of her passionate encounter. Looking at him, she smiles, "You were amazing." She leans in, kissing him gently on the lips before pulling away.
Gail catches her breath, her eyes locked on Marc as they share a moment of tenderness. "That was incredible," she whispers, her voice still shaky from the intensity of their shared experience. She reaches up, running her fingers through her sister's hair, feeling the warmth of her skin against hers.
As they all begin to catch their breath, Brad pulls out of Julie, his cock still twitching with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He collapses next to her, his chest heaving as he tries to regain his composure. Gail leans forward, kissing Marc tenderly on the lips before sitting up and straddling Brad's hips. She looks down at him, her eyes burning with desire.
Marc watches as Gail slowly lowers herself back down onto Brad's cock, her moan echoing in the room. The sight of them together is almost too much for him to bear. He reaches up, cupping Gail's breasts in his hands, feeling the weight of them as she rides her her mother boy friend. Julie lies beside them, her hand drifting lazily across Marc's breasts, her touch sending shivers down her body.
Their movements are slow and deliberate, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through them. They are connected not only physically but emotionally, their bodies responding to one another instinctively. Gail's hair falls across Brad's chest, tickling his skin as he feels the warmth of her body against his. She leans forward, kissing him passionately, her tongue dancing with his.
Marc watches as Gail and Brad lose themselves in their passion, feeling a mix of arousal and envy. She reaches out, running her fingers along Julie's bare back, tracing the line of her spine. Her skin is soft and smooth beneath her touch, and she arches her back into her, pressing her body against her hand. She kisses her neck, feeling her heart race beneath her lips.
Brad's hips begin to move faster, his cock thrusting deep inside Gail with urgency. She gasps, her nails digging into Brad's shoulders as she feels the intensity of his movement. Her body tenses, her orgasm building, and she whispers to Brad's ear, "I'm close, baby." Brad nods, kissing her tenderly before leaning up to take one of Gail's breasts into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily.
Marc watches as Gail and Brad lose themselves in their passion, feeling a mix of arousal and envy. She reaches out, running his fingers through Julie's hair, tugging gently on a loose strand. She arches her back, moaning her name as Marc presses her body against her mothers body. Their lips meet in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together.
Brad's movements become more urgent, his hips thrusting harder into Gail's wetness. She gasps, her nails digging into Brad's shoulders as she feels the intensity of their coupling. Her body tenses, her orgasm building, and she whispers into Brad's ear, "I'm cuming, baby." Brad nods, kissing her tenderly before reaching to stroke her clit, circling it with his thumb.
Gail's orgasm crashes over her, her body arching as she cries out, her muscles tensing and relaxing in rhythm with Brad's thrusts. Her nails scratch down his back, leaving red lines in their wake. He groans, feeling his own release building inside him as he watches Marc and Julie entwined next to him.
Marc's breath hitches as she feels Julie's hand approaching her wet folds , stroking it in perfect rhythm with their kiss. She gasps, arching into her touch, her hips thrusting up into her palm. Marc is so close, so close to letting go and giving in to the pleasure that they're all sharing.
Gail watches them, her eyes filled with love and desire as she watches her sister and her mother together. Her own body is still slick with sweat and their combined juices, but she can feel herself growing wet again at the sight of them. She reaches down, finding Brad's cock still hard and ready, and guides it back inside her.
The feeling of him filling her again is overwhelming, and she moans loudly as they begin to move together. Her hips undulate with each thrust, her body responding instinctively to the rhythm they've found. She looks across to Julie, their eyes meeting in a shared moment of passion and understanding.
