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Chloe and Daddy Part 5

(You can find the other parts by searching for “Chloe and Daddy” or “my porn stories”. Alternatively: part one, part two, part three, part four)

“Chloe, can you tell your father it’s dinner in about fifteen minutes,” I heard my wife shout from the kitchen. I could have saved her the bother, but instead I closed the work that I’d been struggling to concentrate on all day and waited for Chloe to come into my study. All day, my mind had been wandering back to last night and how wrong it was but how wonderful it felt to feel her tight little teenie cunt wrapped around my cock. My head knew that I should put a stop to this now before things went way beyond my control, but my dick was really in charge now and all I could think about was how good my little girl felt when I was cumming inside her.

I looked up as Chloe came into the room, smiling at her. She closed the door quietly behind her and locked it. “Mum says that it’s nearly dinner time, Daddy,” she purred, “but I thought I’d just come in here and see how you were doing.” She was still wearing her school uniform which I’d not really noticed seemed just that little bit too small for her – her firm tits were pushing against the flimsy cotton fabric making the buttons gape slightly, and her skirt was far too short to be decent. “Do you like my uniform, Daddy?” she asked and I grinned and nodded at her. “I think I accidentally put on last year’s by mistake so it’s a bit small.”

She walked towards me and I could only stare at her as she moved closer and closer until she was right in front of me. She took my hand in her soft little one, and moved it under her skirt. Instinctively I started to stroke her soft legs, moving up as she spread her legs slightly for me, until my fingertips grazed across her smooth little cunt. She grinned. “And I took my wet little panties off too, Daddy,” she smiled as she put them on my desk.

“Chloe, no. We’re going to get caught if you’re not careful. Mum’s busy in the kitchen and is going to wonder where we are. Not now, button,” I scolded her but she just pouted slightly and rubbed herself against my hand. She leaned forward, her breasts almost against my chest and kissed me deeply as she rubbed against my hand.

“It’s nearly time for dinner, Daddy, but I think I deserve something before then, don’t you?” she murmured between kisses. “I’m going to suck your cock before we got sit down as a family for dinner, Daddy,” she whispered, moving one hand between my legs to feel my rock hard dick.

“I’m not going to give you a blow job, Daddy, I really mean this. I want to suck every inch of your Daddy dick that felt sooooo good inside me last night, and I want you to cum down my little girl throat before dinner.” And she kissed me again and again as she undid my trousers and put her cool, soft hand inside my boxers.

I was powerless to move, and she must have sensed it. Her actions became more frantic, pulling the zip on my jeans down quickly before I could do anything to stop her, pushing my jeans out of the way, and sliding to the floor in front of me on her knees.

Sighing with frustration, she yanked my underwear down, before grinning widely as my rock hard cock appeared right in front of her face. “Mmmmmmm, Daddy!” she moaned softly, “is this all for me? Is this just for your sweet little daughter?”

Her little hand tried to reach round my cock, feeling so wonderful and cool against the heat that my hard dick was making. She squeezed gently, feeling how hard I was, testing it almost, before moving even closer towards me. I ran my hands through her hair, holding her tight before she had even started to do anything, knowing that this was going to feel amazing.

And then she started to stroke her hand up and down. Tentatively at first and then as I moaned and sighed, she increased her pace with her fingers moving quicker and quicker. Pre-cum started to leak from the end and she rubbed it around the head with her little fingers. “Did this all fit inside me, Daddy? It’s no wonder I felt so strrrrrretched,” she giggled, stretching out the last word to really emphasise how she had felt. She changed hands so that she was now using her right hand on my cock, and started to caress my balls with her other hand. Squeezing gently, stroking them, feeling the weight and size, smiling at me as our eyes locked. “Just think, Daddy, I came from in here,” she whispered, and bent her face right against me kissing them tenderly as I moaned louder.

She switched hands again, stroking me harder and faster as she cradled my balls and kissed them at the same time, her hot little tongue flicking out against my skin tenderly and lovingly. She was spreading more pre-cum around my cock head, and gradually licked her way up from the root to the top. Stopping just before the very tip, she looked at me and asked “Are you ready to feel your cock in my tight little throat, Daddy? Nobody’s ever done that before either, but I want to feel you buried in every hole I have, Daddy.” I could only nod.

“No Daddy,” she frowned, “you need to do this properly. Ask me. Tell me. Ask your naughty little daughter to do disgusting things to you.”

I swallowed. “Now, Chloe. Do it.”

“No, Daddy!” she said a bit louder. “Properly, or I’ll stop.”

“Suck my cock, Chloe. Open your pretty little mouth and let Daddy fuck it right now,” I snapped at her, and she smiled triumphantly. “OK, Daddy, if you insist!”

Her mouth opened, she moved her face above my cock, and she pushed herself down so that about half of my cock disappeared into her hot, wet little mouth.

“Fuck,” I moaned. I looked down at her, my sweet little innocent schoolgirl, forcing as much cock as she could into her tiny tight little mouth. The feeling of her wet, tight mouthcunt and the sight of her on her knees struggling to take my cock too far into her face was overwhelming. I tried to remember the last time my wife had even bothered to let me put any part of my cock in her mouth and failed, and yet here was my beautiful girl stretching her mouth, breathing fast through her nose, trying desperately to please me.

Chloe looked up at me, her eyes watering slightly, looking for my approval. I tightened my grip in her hair as she moved her mouth back up slowly so she could get some air, leaving just the tip in her mouth. “Mmmmmmmm,” she murmured before pushing herself further down so that more of my dick disappeared into her mouth.

“My god,” I groaned as I squirmed in my chair, feeling more cock disappear into her mouth than I’d ever managed in my life. Her soft hair was spread against my thighs, feeling wonderful and silky, and I watched as her smooth lips were stretching around my cock. Drool was running down my shaft but she just tightened her mouth and sucked more and more. She pulled back, the suction against my dick feeling amazing, then taking me out of her mouth as she gasped and spluttered.

“Does that feel good, Daddy?” she asked nervously. “You feel amazing, button,” I reassured her.

She grinned at me, stroking my cock, her face just inches away from it again. “Does mum do this for you, Daddy?” she asked and I had to shake my head. She giggled. “Poor Daddy. But now you know you can always just fuck my face and I’ll let you because I’m your good girl. You don’t need to waste time trying to convince mum when you know I’ll do anything you tell me to.”

She gripped my cock in her little hand again and proceeded to stuff as much cock into her face as she could handle. Even more disappeared this time, as she made gagging noises but still didn’t stop. “That’s my girl,” I told her as I grabbed her hair tighter and started to force her face down further, refusing to let her up as she struggled and spluttered, then pulling her back up so she could recover for a second or two before I pushed her back down again and again.

Her eyes were watering more and more as I started to fuck her mouth, pumping in and out of her wet, willing little hole. But she was managing to get deeper and deeper the more I forced her down, and I smiled at her as I felt my cock hitting the back of her mouth as her lips got closer and closer to my skin. My beautiful crying daughter, on her knees, my cock buried in her mouth, her little skirt bunched up so I could see her wet cunt and she had never looked more at home.

“Fuck, Chloe,” I moaned, as her lips reached the base of my cock and she held herself in place, breathing rapidly through her nose. Her dribble was running from the corners of her mouth, covering my balls as she stroked them still, my messy little girl. She started to move up but I pressed down on her head and told her not to move until I told her to. I felt her give a little shudder as I told her what a good girl she was and how great she felt, and then I let her back up for some air as she coughed and spluttered, her dribble running down her face.

“Wow!” she smiled as she panted and coughed, “I love your cock, Daddy!” And then she practically pounced on me, stuffing my dick into her mouth again as she continued to play with my balls and stroke the little bit of my cock that wasn’t buried in her face. “Fuck, you feel amazing, button,” I told her as she made disgusting noises slurping at my cock.

She took me out of her mouth and started to lick my balls again as she frantically stroked my cock. “Does mum ever do this for you, Daddy?” she asked sweetly as her tongue flickered against me and she pressed her face against my cock and balls. “No, sweetie, never like you do,” I told her.

“I love your cock, Daddy. It feels so good. It deserves to be treated like I treat it, Daddy. Does your Daddy dick love me?”

And it was then that I snapped. “Yes, button! My dick loves your little holes. You’re meant to be my innocent but you’re just Daddy’s little slut, aren’t you?” She nodded and grinned wider and wider at me, “Yes, Daddy. I’m yours.”

She licked and lapped harder at my balls, smiling as she did so. “Mmmmm, Daddy,” she sighed contentedly, “I used to be in here, didn’t I? And now I’m making your balls all nice and full of cum for your little girl.” I could only marvel at her and how far she’d descended so quickly. “Have you ever been this hard, Daddy?” she grinned wickedly, knowing what she wanted to hear.

“No, button, nobody has ever made me this hard. Nobody has ever made me feel the way you make me feel, nobody has ever made my cum the way you’re about to,” I confessed, and as she smiled I grabbed her hair and forced my cock into her mouth again.

I fucked her mouth without holding back at all. If this was what she wanted to be then this was what I was going to have to do to teach her some discipline. I forced myself into her mouth as she struggled against me, drool pouring down her chin as I pushed deeper and harder than before. “That’s Daddy’s little girl. Take what I give you, button,” I told her, grabbing her hair and forcing her face against me so she couldn’t move.

“Disgusting.” Thrust. “Little.” Pound. “Girl.” Push. I panted as I forced myself into her mouthcunt again and again. I looked down at her, her eyes watering badly, her mouth drooling but still so content as I defiled her mouth.

And the sight tipped me over the edge. Pulling back, I told her to stick her tongue out. She grabbed my cock and started to pump harder and faster than ever before. “Beg,” I told her.

“Pleeeeeeeaaaase, Daddy. Cum in my mouth. Give me what I deserve, Daddy,” she begged, and as she did so I started to cum and cum and cum in her mouth. Apart from the previous night, I’d never had such a wonderful feeling as her mouth on my cock and I looked down at her as I shot ropes of cum in her pretty little mouth, watching it pool there.

As the last drops landed on her tongue, Chloe looked up at me, showing off what she’d collected and made a big show of swallowing. “Thank you, Daddy,” she giggled. I sat back, spent, as she reached for the tissues on my desk and started to wipe her dribbly mess from my cock.

I stroked her hair tenderly and told her what a good little girl she was, and she grinned up at me, content in her new role. Bliss washed over us both, as we became aware of what had happened and that there was absolutely no way that we could ever stop what we had started.

And as we bathed in our happiness, I heard a voice shout “Dinner’s on the table. What have you two been up to?”

[lilith-sins-story]

His Brother's Enjoyment

My boyfriend's parents were out of town on some sort of trip. Which meant I got to spend more time at his place, and we did what any normal couple does when alone. Fucked like little rabbits lol.

Or at least that was the plan. I went over on the first day, and brought a bag full of clothes and other details so I could stay over the entire week. As soon I put my stuff down though I took off my shirt and started kissing him. He seemed just as excited as we started making out, and he began to grope my breasts.

"Ready for a weeklong of fucking?" I asked giggling with excitement. "Oh your gonna get so much fucking dick sweetheart" he growled before biting my neck. I began to take his shirt off and he began to pull off my shorts.

Then he took off his pants and I pushed him down onto the couch in the living room. Climbing over him and sliding his cock into me. "Mmfmm fuck yea" I moaned as I placed my hands on his shoulders. He grabbed my hips and looked up at me as I began to ride him.

"Mmmm I love your dick babe" I leaned in to kiss him as I bounced up and down, letting his cock rub against my insides. "Mmmm, your gonna be sore by the end of the week" he commented between kisses.

"Promise?" I giggled and he smacked my ass in response. We continued to make out while I rode him for a bit longer. I got so distracted I didn't even hear the door open.

"Oh fuck" I heard a voice behind me. I turned my head and my face turned bright red as I saw his brother standing there. Shit! I forgot to ask if they took his brother with him!

I tried to move, thinking to cover myself up but my boyfriend held me in place. "That's no fair man. Mom and Dad aren't home so you get to fuck around? Man and your girlfriend is so hot too."

I blushed at the compliment "um, maybe we should go up to the room" I suggested sheepishly. My boyfriend however held me and began thrusting up at me, causing me to moan out. "Nah, let's stay here babe" he laughed.

"But your brother..." I didn't want to be rude...

"What if you feel that bad for him, just let him join in" my boyfriend said while still fucking me. "Mmfmm" I moaned as he started going harder and I rested my head against him.

Before I could say yes or no his brother stripped down and mounted me. Suddenly I felt his cock push deep into my ass and I let out a loud scream as my eyes fluttered and my body shook.

"I told you, you'd be getting plenty of dick" my boyfriend joked as they both began to fuck me at once. "Fuck, shit, fuck aaaaaaa" I moaned and screamed stuck between the two of them as they had their way with my body.

"Damn bro your girlfriend feels fucking amazing!" Mmm fuck his dick was shorter but thicker than my boyfriend's. "Yea, she's the best. Such a good little slut too" my boyfriend commented as I squirmed in-between them.

Then his brother grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back, forcing my back to arch as he leaned in and kissed me. His tongue going into my mouth to push back my own tongue as my boyfriend took the opportunity to grab my boobs and suck on my tits.

My eyes rolled back and my quivered in place, as they both seemed determined to use me to my absolute limit. As I made out with my boyfriend's brother and my boyfriend suckled my tits, they both ravaged me deeply with their cocks and I began to orgasm.

Both neither one of them seemed to care enough to let go or slow down. Instead holding me as I shook and fucking me through my orgasm as my moans filled the house.

They continued on for another thirty minutes, the sound of their bodies clashing with mine echoing in my ears until finally my boyfriend began to cum. I felt his cock pulsing against my walls as he pumped me full of his cum.

Again my body shook and trembled as I orgasmed for him. He held me in place, making sure he left every drop of himself inside of me.

"Alright bro, well I'm gonna get some food going. Feel free to keep using her though" my boyfriend laughed. His brother got off of me and my boyfriend pulled me off, sitting me down on the couch and getting up to go make some food.

I was moaning like a helpless slut as his brother quickly mounted me again. This time leaning in to suck on my tits as he began to pound into me like a ravenous dog in heat. I wrapped my arms and legs around his body and screamed out in pleasure as fucked me with every bit of strength he had.

I could hear myself screaming loudly as he fucked me, and I lost all track of time as he used me. I lost count of how many times I orgasmed but he wouldn't stop. Now that he had me in his grip, he wouldn't let the moment pass easily.

My boyfriend finished making some food just about the time that his brother began to cum inside me. His cock pumping his seed into me as I screamed and moaned.

"Fuck your so goddamn hot" he groaned as he finally pulled out of me. I lay on the couch, panting as my boyfriend came over with some food. "So, think you'll get enough dick this week?" He asked as he set some plates down.

"Mmmm yes" I moaned as I slowly sat up, looking at the two naked men before me. Oh this is going to be a wonderful week!

[lilith-sins-story]

A True Bus Ride

Yet another long day at my boring old job, it got so tedious. I wish something more exciting would happen in my life. I waited at the bus stop, wearing a baggy zip up jacket and my black skirt. I had nothing on underneath as I went to work feeling rather lazy today.

The bus finally arrived and I climbed on in. Showing the bus driver my ticket before making my way to a seat. Or at least that's what would normally happen...

I looked around as I walked down the bus, all the seats were taken. About halfway down the bus A guy noticed me and waved me over. I walked over to him and noticed there was a woman sitting at the window seat but she was passed out.

The man patted his lap and said "need a seat?" I bit my lips, not certain I wanted to actually sit on a stranger. But the bus started moving so I smiled at the man and said "thank you" before going ahead and sitting down on him.

The bus moved down the old broken up roads, bouncing and jumping as it tugged along. Sitting on someone else made the ride extra bouncy, though the man seemed to notice and wrapped his arms around me to help keep me in place.

I leaned back against the stranger as I thought about my boring work day. I worked an office job, the office was warm and friendly but everyone was so... Basic I guess...

I felt the man shift his hands, tucking them in under my jacket and placing them on my stomach as he held me in place. His hands were cold to the touch, perhaps that's why he was tucking them under my jacket.

The bus eventually came to a halt at the next stop. Two women got off and two more got on, still no extra seats for me. Oh well, this wasn't so bad anyways.

The bus started moving again and I closed my eyes trying to relax. I was the last stop for this bus so I normally just took a nap during the bus ride. As I rested up I began to feel his hands moving again. Shifting up my stomach and cupping my boobs.

I should say something.

But then he started to massage them, ever so gently. Rubbing them, caressing them.

I didn't say anything. Getting a nice massage after a long day of work was actually pretty nice. His hands were so strong and firm. They felt so good on my breasts.

I kept my eyes closed, my breathing getting slow and steady as I enjoyed his touch. I could feel him starting to get hard under me. Hmmm, I've never done anything like this. I've never gotten this kind of treatment from a stranger. But I found myself enjoying it.

Without really even thinking about it I began to shift my hips back and forth, grinding against him. I gently sunk his teeth into my neck and I let out a little whimper. "Fuck yes" I whispered as I found myself getting aroused by this stranger.

The bus was about to come to another stop as the stranger whispered into my ear. "At the stop get up, I need to adjust myself real quick." I blushed at his words, was he really going to do it? Was I really going to do this?

Thus bus came to a stop and I stood up. I could hear the stranger adjusting his shorts, before placing his hands on my hips to help guide me down. I slowly sat back down and felt his cock touch my pussy.

Was I really ready to do this? With a stranger? In public??

The man lowered me down, his cock sliding into me. Mmfmm, it was so thick. I felt my eyes flutter with pleasure as he sat me back down on his lap, his cock fully impaled into me. I placed my hand on my stomach, fuck I swear I could feel him bulging through me. I wonder if his cock was visible against my body?

"Good girl" he whispered into my ear as he slipped his hands back under my jacket. Groping my boobs as the bus began to move again.

The bus moved down the old broken up roads, bouncing and jumping as it tugged along. Sitting down with someone's cock fully in me made the ride extra bouncy fun. Every bounce caused me to bounce, and caused a wave of pleasure to run through me. I bit my lips as I struggled not to moan out in pleasure.

The man began to buck his hips, encouraging me to keep gently bouncing. The two of us trying to remain quiet as we fucked one another. His hands complimenting my body as his cock filled me with pleasure.

My moans slipping past my lips as I leaned back against this mighty stranger. I rolled my head to the side and noticed one of the women sitting on a different row pretending to read a book. Her cheeks were flushed red and her eyes kept glancing over in my direction.

Mmm fuck, I bet she wished she was the one riding a big strong stranger. But no, this excitement belonged to me and me alone. I began to moan a little louder, bouncing on his cock a little harder. His hands squeezing my boobs a little stronger.

He bit down on my neck once again, as I began to pant. Oh dear, I hadn't been fucked this good in far too long! His thick meaty cock was ravaging my pussy so perfectly! It pressed against my walls so nicely as I bounced on this near perfect stranger.

Eventually he gripped me and held me down, forcing me to hold every inch of his cock in me as he began to cum. His cock throbbing inside me causing me to squirm. My eyes rolled back as his cock trembled against my walls.

I felt his cum pumping into me, shooting deep inside as he caused me to orgasm in absolute pleasure. "Good girl" he whispered once more in my ear as he filled me with his seed.

Fuck, I can't believe I just let a stranger fuck me and cum in me while in public no less! Now this was exciting!

The man let me rest against him, as he continued to massage me, his cock remaining in me. After some time everyone else had gotten off the bus. Except for him, me, and the woman next to us at the window seat. She was so deep asleep I had to wonder if she had missed her stop.

We reached the second to last stop. "This is my stop, why don't you come with me?" The man asked. I blushed "I really shouldn't, your a total stranger" I replied back rather meekly.

"Oh? I'm not a total stranger anymore" he patted my stomach. "Besides, after tonight I get the feeling we'll come to know each other very well." I bit my lips, he already left his cum in me. What was the harm with a little more fun?

I nodded as I stood up, giving him a chance to put his shorts back on properly before taking my hand and leading me out. We left the bus together, like any normal couple would.

Was I really letting a stranger take me home tonight?

I grinned from ear to ear, this day was truly the most fun in ages!

The stranger took me to his home, where we became something less than strangers. He took me to his home, where my day that had started so dull and boring, ended so fun and exciting. He took me to his home, so that his neighbors could memorize my voice, so his bed could memorize the shape of me. He took me to his home, like I was his woman, and for tonight I was.

I belonged to a stranger.

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[jamiestory]

The Party Entertainment

I always enjoyed having parties at our house, but my wife prefers one-on-one time. I think that's because of the kinky shit she's into, and with how much she drinks, she's afraid of spilling the beans.

I on the other hand, would love to spill the beans, and let everyone know just how lucky I am. But I also know it has to be her idea.

Luckily, before our party she had already started drinking earlier in that day. Something about a terrible week at work, and she needed to blow off steam.

"Tie me up," she said with yet another glass of wine in her hand.

"The party is about to start," I reminded her.

"Who fucking cares. Maybe I need to get laid... a lot... and I don't even care who does it."

She had pulled out some of the ropes I often use to tie her up. It's not the most comfortable position, but she enjoys being used, and helpless.

"Are you sure?" I couldn't believe it. She was always nervous about this, but now...

She stripped out of her clothes. "Do it, or I'll just walk around your party naked and sit on people's laps until they fuck me. I need this," she said, climbing up on our bed.

On her knees she went, her hands behind her back.

I tied her hands and arms, and then attached it to the rope above so she couldn't go all the way down. I then tied her legs so they'd be spread open. I always find it such a turn on to see her like this. I looked at the clock, and knew the first people would be arriving in less than five minutes, but I didn't care.

I quickly undid my pants and mounted my tied up wife. "You know, everyone's going to find out what a kinky little slut you are," I said with my cock buried in her.

"Yes," she moaned. "Let them find out. Let them fuck me," she said.

I was fucking her hard and fast.

"They will. I won't stop them. They'll fuck your pussy, your ass, and even your mouth. You'll have an audience to people watching you getting fucked."

"Let them watch. Just make sure I get fucked," she said.

"You want to be fucked?"

"Yesss," she hissed as I emptied my balls into her.

"As you wish," I said, as I heard the doorbell ring. I left my wife tied up on our marriage bed, knowing she'd be defiled a lot today.

I was about to leave when I had a thought. I turned on the camera and then left the door open so anyone who walked by could see.

"The doors open," I told her. "You'll be on display for everyone today who walks by. Who knows, maybe at our next party, I'll just set you up downstairs in the living room so you're the centerpiece, the topic of conversation."

I left as the doorbell rang again.

I opened the door and saw some friends of ours. "Sorry," I said, apologizing for not being right there.

"No worries mate," he said, always pretending he was from down under, although the closest he's been, has been watching a couple of movies set in Australia.

"Where's Julia?"

"Oh, she's a little tied up," I told them. I pointed them toward food as the doorbell rang again.

One by one, and couple by couple, people came. They milled about, and slowly, people started to disappear for a period of time. I was sure I knew what that was about.

I went back to the bedroom, and there were several girls surrounding my wife, teasing her, calling her a dirty slut while she was getting pounded by one of their husbands.

Some guys were standing in line waiting their turn. Others appeared to have already had their turn, but wanted to watch, and maybe go again.

My wife was grunting. A pair of panties shoved in her mouth.

People saw me, but didn't stop. Instead, they congratulated me on such an awesome party. Especially since they were enjoying the entertainment that my wife was providing.

Before long, I think everyone was in our bedroom, watching my wife getting banged time and time again. I lost count of how many orgasms I watched her have. She loved feeling helpless and surrounded like this, with no one helping, set her over the edge.

One of my wife's friends came up to me. She wrapped her arms around my arm and held me tight. "I want to be tied up next time," she told me.

I smiled at her. "We do it all the time. You can come over anytime, and I'll be happy to tie you up."

"And use me."

"If that's what you want."

"Oh, yeah..." she kind of moaned. I could see her nipples hard under her shirt. Her torso was reddened from excitement.

"How about I just use you now?" I said, pushing her into the master bathroom.

Her eyes went wide, and I pulled out a gag for her, but she opened her mouth as I tied it around her head, and then handcuffed her behind her back.

I pulled on her shorts and exposed a very wet pussy. If my wife was getting a lot of extra cock, I could at least get some pussy, I thought to myself.

As I heard cheers from the other side of the door, I pushed into my wife's friend. She was small, and petite, and always looked like she needed to be handled gently, but I was not going to be gentle.

I pushed hard and deep into her, and her pussy opened right up for me.

I reached around and played with her clit, making her cum again and again as my cock was buried inside of her.

"You like this?"

She nodded her head, unable to speak due to the gag.

"I'd love to have you and my wife together. I'd use the two of you so well," I teased her. "You could both be my little sluts," I said as I pulled out and covered her ass with my cum.

I pulled her shorts up, making sure she'd be wearing my cum for the rest of the party, however long that would be.

I left her handcuffed as I undid her gag. I kissed her while I felt up her tits. Her hands still bound could do nothing to stop me, even if she wanted to. Luckily, she didn't, as she continued to kiss me.

"I think I'm going to enjoy having you as a little pet," I told her. She just moaned. I undid her bra, and kept it for myself, before I unhandcuffed her and set her free.

"If you have any other naughty friends that I should, meet," I told her. Of course, I wondered if the correct word was meet... or meat, but that's a different story.

She winked at me and left.

As I stepped back out, I saw another guy pounding on my wife. She went up to him and kissed him as he impaled himself into my wife. It was her husband who was fucking my wife, and I just fucked her.

How fucked up is this? I thought to myself. But such a turn on in so many ways.

I found another girl who wanted to spend some time with me. She sucked my cock after watching her husband pound my wife. But I was OK with that.

As the party wound down, I undid my wife, and we said our goodbyes. I wouldn't let her dress. It was pointless. Everyone had already seen her, many had experienced her body.

"I needed that," she said as the door closed on our last guest to leave. "Any idea of how many..."

"No, I didn't see everyone," I told her. "But I have something," I said as I retrieved the video card. I put it in the player and we watched my wife on the big screen TV. Something we'd add to our rotation, I was sure.

I didn't mention the two ladies who sought me out, or how they'd be joining us in the future. That was going to be my little surprise for her when the time comes.

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[jamiestory]

Staying Over at a Friend's House

I had to travel for work, and on my way back, I visited a friend from law school. He had opted to take over his family practice in a small town, where I had opted for a larger firm. This meant we hadn't seen each other since graduation.

While I made a lot more money, he seemed happy in his small town, with his small house, living with his precious little girlfriend.

The first time I saw her, I was instantly smitten. She was slender, with a cute, girl next door type of look. I knew why he liked her.

We sat and chatted as we ate her home cooked meal. She was even a splendid cook. What couldn't she do?

I have to admit; I was feeling a bit jealous. Even if I was technically doing better than him by every stretch of the imagination, I felt like he was the one to be envious of.

I slept that night in their guest bedroom, yet I could hear the two of them going at it. They seemed to really be enjoying one another, which just made me even more jealous.

I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't, and found myself playing with myself until all three of us had finished.

That morning, I had slept in. I planned on spending the day with the two of them, seeing the sights before spending one more night and then heading home. Having been kept up from their romantic noises, I hadn't slept well, and only got up because the sun in my eyes was just totally unrelenting.

As I walked out of the guest room, I saw the two of them. She was there cleaning up after breakfast. "There's Mr. Sleepy Head," she teased. "We didn't keep you up, did we?"

I held my fingers up just a pinch.

My friend poured me some coffee. "Sorry about that."

"No worries," I told him. "I'm glad someone's getting some."

"No girlfriend at home?" she asked in her sweet voice. I couldn't imagine that cute little frame, and voice matching with what I heard the night before.

I shook my head before taking that first sip.

"Oh, you poor thing. That's not right," she said, turning to look at my friend.

I looked at him. It was as if they were communicating telepathically, and I was left without a translator. Maybe it was because it was a couple thing. Maybe it was because I hadn't fully woken up yet.

"You know, if you're feeling lonely, I'm sure she'd be willing to help you out."

Now, I know I hadn't heard that right. Clearly I wasn't awake yet, and just jumbled a bunch of words into what I wanted to hear.

"You won't mind, will you, darling?" he asked her.

"Excuse me?" I was too confused to make heads or tails of what he was asking.

"Do you want to fuck my girlfriend?" As he said this, he walked up to her and grabbed her pants, pulling them down and exposing her cute little ass to me. "Come on, she wants it," he said.

As he spoke, she bent over and wiggled her little ass. I could see her shaved snatch, and it looked really inviting. I have to admit, if he wasn't there, I would have already been inside and pounding her.

"You want me to... really?"

He slapped her ass in front of me, leaving a small red mark. "Of course. You're my best friend from college. Turns out, I love sharing her, and you heard us last night... we're kind of wild. So why not?"

I still wasn't sure, but I didn't want to give up this opportunity either.

I walked over to her, and he moved away, sitting back at the table to watch. That was a little odd, I thought, but it didn't stop me from pulling my pants down.

I looked over at him, and he nodded. I leaned his girlfriend over, just a bit, while she continued to wash the dishes, and put my tip right at her entrance.

"Is this where you want it?"

"Why? Do you want to fuck my ass? I'll need lube for that," she replied.

"I was meaning, did you want to do it some place else? Like the bed." It wasn't till later that I realized I could have fucked this cute little thing's ass, and she would have been happy with it. I never got that with any of my girlfriends.

She turned and smiled. "No, here is fine. We do it all over, while we're doing all types of things," she said.

She turned to my friend. "Remember when I sucked you off last week while you were talking to the client? How much did you charge him while you were getting a blowjob?"

As she spoke, I pushed my cock all the way into her. She was soaked and accepted all of my cock with one single thrust.

"Not enough," he said. "He's a pain in the ass client, but you can make up for it. Too bad I can't blow me while I'm in court."

She chuckled at the statement, then moaned as I fucked her.

She pressed back against me, letting me feel her ass against my body. As I paused, I let her take over, riding my cock back and forth. She had stopped cleaning, and was now holding onto the edge of the sink, trying to get herself to cum.

I held on to her hips and began to thrust in and out of her, timed with her motions to make it more effective.

I loved to hear this cute little thing moan as she rode my cock.

I looked over at my friend, who was now videoing us. That was wild, I thought. Something about it turned me on.

As she was mine to fuck, I reached up and grabbed her firm titties. They felt so good in my hands, but I had to move back to holding her in place. She was so wet, I could easily slip out, and I didn't want to waste even a second of being inside of her.

"I'm close," I told her as I leaned in close to her.

I felt her press back against me. "Cum inside me," she said, wantingly.

How could I deny her? I held onto her hips even tighter and started thrusting faster and faster.

She moaned and squealed as I fucked her wet pussy.

I kept going until I show my load inside of her. I left my cock buried inside of her for a minute until I was fully done.

I slipped out of her and stepped back, pulling up my pants.

My friend handed me his phone and stepped in behind his girlfriend.

Without cleaning up, he started to fuck her well used and dirty pussy. He didn't care that I had just cum inside of her. If anything, the sloppy seconds seemed to turn him on even more.

I watched as the two of them fucked, trying to remember to keep recording. He kissed her neck, and then bit down a little harder. She moaned as he did so, enjoying the mixture of pain and pleasure.

He slapped her ass, and her moans became louder. I thought I had made her cum, but now she really came for him. Those sounds I heard last night, I heard again. This time, she wasn't trying to hide them.

I realized just how dirty a mouth she had, as she was fucked again.

My friend, who was always the nice guy, had just shared his girlfriend with me. Now I watched as he spanked her, hard. And oh, how she loved it.

"Turn around, you dirty slut," he ordered her.

I was shocked to hear him speak even like this. That wasn't him. Yet I watched as she obeyed, and then knowing what was expected, she got down on her knees and took his dick into her mouth. There she sucked on it until he came.

I watched as she seductively swallowed every last drop that he offered her. I swear watching them got me harder than any porno ever did.

She looked over at me. "Looks like you want a second go..."

I was shocked that she was so forward.

"You get used to it. She's a real nympho. I can't keep up, which is why I don't mind sharing with you... and a few other special friends."

"It's not cheating if he gets to watch, or I tell him about it latter."

I was still in shock. And I say that given my line of work, and the crazy things I've seen there.

"When ever your ready, big boy," she said as she pulled her pants off the rest of the way.

"Yeah, anytime her pants are off, you can feel free to use her. Trust me, she won't mind."

She turned and went back to washing the dishes, her ass sticking out a little bit. She wiggled it a bit, knowing I was watching.

She paused and turned to me. "And there's no need to be gentle. I like it rough."

My mouth dropped.

"If you're up for it later," my friend said, laughing a little at the double entendre, "I'm sure she'd like to be double teamed. I've never done that with her, but she tells me it's one of her biggest fantasies. And I love giving her what she wants."

"I can only imagine, my friend. I can only imagine," I said as I stood and walked over to try her out again. I thought of what she would look like split between two cocks.

This time, I picked her up and carried her to the sofa. I was going to see how good she could ride my dick while straddling my lap.

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john and jessie pt. 7

at dinner & drinks w/ karl and ilse, jessie finally looked at them and said, "so, you two are pretty... close, huh?"

ilse giggled. "aren't you two?"

"not that level," jessie said, a brief flush passing over her face.

"we find each other attractive," karl said simply. "and we spend a lot of time together. it's pretty much a no-brainer."

ilse smiled at me and said, "it's good practice."

karl laughed.

"how long have you two..."

"a couple of years. you know, on these travels, sometimes we find fun partners like you two. sometimes we find someone to share. and sometimes we don't find anybody, but we still want to get that sexual energy out," ilse explained calmly.

"and is it just oral or --"

"no, we fuck," ilse said flatly.

jessie choked on her water a little. "really?"

"really," ilse said. "every hole."

"um," jessie said. "what's that like?" she put her hand on my thigh under the table. almost as if to steady herself even though she was already sitting down.

"i'll be honest. it makes me feel very powerful," ilse said. "sitting on his cock. defying god." she laughed. "but really he's just a good fuck. he's like a sex toy that cums on my face.

jessie ordered another drink.

back at the hostel, we found ourselves alone in the room. no new person or couple had come yet to take the married couple's space. ilse started undressing immediately. and then jessie turned to me and started taking off my pants.

"uhhh," i said.

"don't tell me it's not all you can think about," jessie said.

i didn't really know what she meant. luckily ilse came over and took over for jessie, pulling out my cock and slipping to the ground. jessie went over to karl as she pulled her dress up over her head. she hadn't been wearing panties.

ilse sucked my cock while karl ate jessie's pussy on the bed in front of us. he stopped a few times to gesture at jessie's pussy and say to me, "it's perfect, eh?"

ilse led me over and sat me on the bed next to jessie and continued to suck my cock. jessie reached over to wrap her hand around the base of my shaft. for some reason i let her do it. as karl made her cum, her grip tightened.

but then karl got up, moved to the other side of me, and guided ilse's head over to his lap. i watched her eagerly suck him. jessie sat up to watch too. it was a moment before i even realized jessie was stroking my cock. i didn't stop her. i was coated in ilse's spit and it felt amazing.

ilse stood up after a bit, looked jessie in the eyes, and said, "watch this." she mounted karl and slowly guided him inside herself.

jessie froze, her hand around my shaft, watching her slowly slide up and down karl. "oh, fuck," jessie gasped.

"yes," ilse said. "oh fuck."

she slowly intensified, pounding harder and harder. karl supported her, holding her ass as she rode. jessie and i were still frozen, i was still rock hard. we watched ilse cum, rings of her juices collecting at the base of karl's cock before she slid to the floor and began to suck him clean. he held her head as he emptied his load into her mouth. she leaned back, showed us both the cum coating her tongue, and threw her head back, swallowing.

jessie got on the floor and wrapped her mouth around my cock.

"jessie," i said. "oh fuck." I was already cumming.

she made a surprised little moan as i filled her mouth, and then sat back wiping her lips and giggling. "that was too easy," she said.

we got ready for bed after that. jessie put panties on because ilse did too, but that was all they put on. i got in bed and jessie climbed in right next to me, ignoring her bunk entirely. we more or less passed out.

i woke up in the morning to jessie's face in front of mine.

"hey," she said. "i need to say something."

"okay," i said.

"i didn't do that last night because i was drunk or peer pressured or something. i just wanted to. and i think it's fine. okay?"

"okay," i said.

she looked over at karl and ilse's bunk. they were gone.

[jamiestory]

My Not So Innocent Girlfriend

Now, I know I shouldn't snoop, but sometimes it's fun, and usually it's innocent. You know, like looking through someone's medicine cabinet, or looking at what videos someone still has on DVD in their living room.

Sometimes, it gives you some insight into the person. And sometimes, that is something you don't want or need.

That's what I felt when I was looking through my wife's cloud photo account. She always backs up her photos and deletes a lot of them. But when she had left her account logged in our my computer I use for work, I found myself going through them. A lot of them. Most of them were he just being silly, out with family and friends, you know. It was good to see her even before I knew her. Then I found some other photos. Photos that I probably shouldn't have seen but... I couldn't look away.

There they were. Some sexy photos of my girlfriend from several years ago. Some were sexy selfies she, I assume, sent to someone else. Others took other photos. None of them were things she'd ever sent me, even when I asked. "I'm just not that type of girl," she said.

You know, I was fine with it until seeing that she was that type of girl. Clearly, she just wasn't that type of girl for me. It made me wonder what else she had done, and where I actually fit into her life, and how she saw me.

The next few photos blew my mind. Things I could have only dreamed of... watching her playing with sex toys and fingering herself. She told me she didn't even have sex toys because girls don't play with themselves. Yet there I was, watching her cum in a video as she played with a large black dildo, while hearing a guy encourage her to take more and more of it.

Then there was the video of her sucking on some guy's cock, where while she didn't deep throat it, she took a lot of it, and was more than willing to swallow his load, but not before showing him all his cum in her mouth.

The next item was just a photo, looking down at her naked body. Well, I assumed it was naked, as it was taken by the guy who was straddling her chest, his cock clearly shown, and she was looking up at him, smiling like she had just been fucked. His cock was nice and wet, while her hand was wrapped around it, and his cum was covering her tits.

That sweet, innocent face was looking up, and so happy, I was lost in that look, wanting to be that guy when I heard my girlfriend behind me.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

I didn't say anything, as it hadn't quite registered yet.

"What the fuck! Seriously, what the fuck!"

That's when she smacked me on the shoulder, and hard. Not in a playful way. It shook me out of my stupor, and I turned to her.

"What are you doing!? Why are you snooping through my photos!?"

I just looked at her, then quickly back at the screen, and at her again. It was hard to believe it was the same person. Sure, I knew she had been with other people before, but to see it there... it was different. As I looked back at her, she was standing with her hands on her hips, looking for me to explain myself.

"I... uh..."

"uh... uhh..." she said, mocking me.

"Well, you left your cloud photo account logged in. I was just looking... I didn't know I'd find..."

"This is such an invasion of privacy," she said, trying to reach for my computer before I stopped her.

"Now, wait a second. This is my computer. You signed in. I did nothing wrong," I was using short sentences. It was all I could manage. Why... well, I was angry... angry that I was denied what she had clearly let other people do to... with her. And I was also horny, like really horny. If she was down for it, I would take her to bed right now and fuck her and then paint her tits with my cum without a second thought.

"I was just looking at photos you took, and photos of you. It was nothing... until I went back and found these... all these... things that you said you wouldn't do. That it wasn't things you were interested in..." I looked back at the screen. "Well, it looks like you used to be interested in them."

"Well, if you don't like it, maybe you should leave."

"Maybe I..." I stopped. "Wait, this is my apartment. I'm not going anywhere."

That made her stop. She had moved in with me. It was my computer. It was her photos that she opened on my computer... she knew she was stuck.

"Why do you always say you're not that type of girl... why can't you do that with me?"

I wasn't being whiny, but clearly, we didn't have the same type of relationship she had with other guys. And maybe that means we're not as close as I thought we were.

She stepped back, knowing she was stuck. She knows crying won't get her anywhere, and clearly, being angry wasn't going to do any good either.

"How much have you seen?"

"Only to this point," I said. "Why, what else is there?"

She swallowed. She knew, and she didn't want to say.

"Should I go forward myself?" I said, reaching for the mouse.

"No. Not... well... let me explain." She paused. "There was a time I was different. A time that... I didn't think a good guy like you would like."

I didn't say anything. I didn't care if she felt uncomfortable. I was going to sit there and wait for her to explain.

"I had a boyfriend who liked the video and photograph me. Several boyfriends, actually, and at one point, I liked it so much I thought about becoming a porn star. I even did a video or two to test it out," she said. "Keep going, and you can see."

I reached for the mouse and clicked. There, there was another video. Similar to the others, except this looked to be a different cock. I noticed at least four different dicks she sucked dry and swallowed, and she wouldn't ever take my load in her mouth, let alone swallow.

I clicked on the next one, and she swallowed hard. It was her on her knees, and several naked guys surrounded her. She went back and forth, sucking on their cocks, stroking who she wasn't sucking. Back and forth, left to right, front to back, she worked every cock around her, until one by one, the all came on her cute girl next door face, until it covered her tits and more.

I was in shock and also turned on. I wasn't sure if she noticed, but I was having a hard time sitting comfortably.

"If you keep going through them, there are more."

"Look," I said. "I don't mind... it's just, when I see you want to, and that you've done other things... with... fuck, four guys."

She blushed, "Yes, I fucked them."

That wasn't what I had expected. I wondered, what was the difference between her fucking four different guys at once, verus over a series of days, weeks, or even years?

The next photo that came up was of her laying on a bed, recently fucked, with cum leaking from her pussy. I always had to wear a condom. I wanted her naked pussy. I knew she was on the pill, didn't she trust it... trust me?

"I think if we're going to keep looking at these, you need to sit on my lap," I said.

"Really? Do you want to keep looking at them? And with me?"

"Maybe you can tell me about them, while on my lap and naked."

"Is that... really what you want?"

I reached over, grabbing her by the waistband of her pants, and pulled her closer to me. "Yes. Yes it is," I said, as I started to pull her pants down. "I want you riding me, as we look at these dirty photos and think about what we're going to do next."

"I'll go..."

"No, you clearly are OK with a naked cock and being risky, so why not with me. I mean, we've talked about marriage, why not?"

She actually seemed to smile at that. "Let me tell you a secret. I prefer sex without a condom," she said, as she pulled her top off since her pants were already gone."

I felt between her legs and saw she was just as turned on as I was.

I pulled my own pants down and felt her naked pussy envelop my cock. It felt so good.

She rocked back and forth slowly as she moved to advance the next image. There I saw her surrounded by two cocks. The three of them were standing naked, while the guys flanked her. Someone else was taking the photo.

"Are you sure you want to know what happened?" she asked me.

"Sure," I said, not sure what I was getting myself into.

She advanced it, and there was a video. A quick look at the play bar, and I saw it was a long video.

"My boyfriend took the video. It was the first time he wasn't videoing him and me together," and then I watched it. It was like a poor porno, girl all at home, daydreaming about a couple of guys, who come over and use her every which way.

We were only in for a few minutes when I ejaculated into my girlfriend's pussy. But she kept there, rocking back and forth. As we watched, I stayed hard somehow and never left her pussy. I hadn't done that since high school, I think, and it was amazing.

I was fully ready to fuck her while I watched her being spit-roast between these two guys, while her boyfriend watched.

As the video got going, I had her stand up and bend over, bracing on the computer desk so I could fuck her from behind as we watched her getting fucked.

The more she moaned from taking two cocks on the screen, the harder I fucked her, which meant the more she moaned and finally came with me.

I was close to cumming when I pulled out and spun her around. She got down on her knees, looking up at me and waited for me to cum all over her. I shot my load over her tits, having always wanted to do that, then pushed my cock toward her mouth to clean. She licked and sucked my cock, getting every last drop of cum from both inside and out.

I sat back in my chair and looked at my slutty girlfriend... no longer little miss innocent girl next door.

She looked up at me. "Are you going to want a girlfriend like this? I thought you'd only like nice girls."

"I do like nice girls. But I prefer nice girls that do dirty things with me."

She smiled. "Good, I was afraid I was going to get bored."

"Well, let's see what else you are willing to do to keep from getting bored... but I'm not sure I'm ready to share you with my friends, or anyone else, so you can get gangbanged."

"Well, if you want, I have a few of those videos as well we can watch... to see if you might change your mind." She paused. "Or... would you like to watch my cherry get popped? Ever seen a girl actually lose her virginity? Cause I got that video too," she said, smiling at me.

[angelisgonnastartchangingurls]

sister stories

when my roommate asked if i could ask my sister out, like an idiot, i didn't really see what the problem would be.

cut to: a month later, laying in bed in my room, listening to the sounds of my sister getting pounded in the next room.

i should mention that my roommate and i are pretty close, pretty open dudes. we have seen each other's cocks. we have jerked off to porn together. we had a threesome with a girl during which i got my cum on his cock (i was pulling out of her pussy, he was up her ass) and his reaction was "fuck yeah."

but now i'm in the kitchen and my roommate is coming out naked in the mornings and his cock is shiny and wet from my sister's pussy.

and my sister is walking by in a t-shirt and panties and i can see fucking bruises on her ass from him.

i should mention that i'm 23, and my sister is 20, and goes to college nearby.

cut to: two months into their relationship and my sister is basically living here. and you know, it's my place, and i want to be comfortable, and so it's not long before my sister sees me naked, and my sister, not being shy herself, immediately interprets this as permission to not have to put her panties on right after they fuck and she has to pee or whatever. and permission to not put a shirt on when she's walking around in the morning. i'd literally never seen my sister in less than a one-piece bathing suit (she was a late bloomer, didn't really get hot until college) and now she's chatting with me with her little bush out.

i should mention that my roommate and i are logged into the same apple TV, and depending on whose account is up a screensaver comes on with pictures, and one day i come home and they've been watching something and i look at the screensaver and i see a picture of my roommate's cock in someone's ass, and i realize its her.

cut to: three months into their relationship, and she's busy with finals, and so my roommate and i are hanging out a lot, and we're watching porn one day and jacking off, and he takes a pic of his hard cock with my hard cock in the shot and he sends it to her. and she sends back, to both of us, a picture of her and her roommate on a dorm bed, panties down, touching themselves. and my roommate texts them "fuck studying, come over and party."

and he says we should answer the door naked when they get there. so we do. and both girls giggle and immediately strip.

i should mention that my sister is shaved at this point, not sure when that happened, but her little bush is gone, and her roommate is shaved too, and her roommate starts sucking my cock naked in the kitchen, and my sister and my roommate go to the couch and she's stroking him there. and the friend brings me over to the chair and sits me down and climbs into my lap and sits on my cock, and she's grinding on me while her tits in my face while in my peripheral vision my sister is riding my roommate. and she's in cowgirl so she's facing away, but i spent some time sucking her roommate's nipples and when i lean back again she's in reverse cowgirl, and looking at us, and i can see everything, her bouncing tits, her pussy, my roommate's balls. and then my roommate is tapping her ass and she's getting off, and she's bending at the waist and catching his cum in her mouth, and then she's walking over to us. and she comes over and she pulls her roommate's head back and she kisses her with a mouthful of cum, which drips out between their lips and runs down the roommate's chin and neck and my sister's chin and neck down to between her tits, collecting with beads of sweat. and they're still kissing and cumswapping as the roommate bounces on my dick. and she groans, the roommate does, and my sister whispers to her "are you going to cum for us?" and she nods meekly and grinds on me harder and gasps and swears and goes limp against me for a minute, and then slides down between my legs and takes me in her mouth. and it's hard for me to cum because i'm wondering what is going to happen to my load, but i do it, i cum in her mouth, and then i watch, somehow not surprised, as she turns to my sister and kisses her with her mouth full. and just as eagerly, they swap my cum back and forth and it runs down their chins.

and we drink and smoke together and nobody gets dressed, and i keep looking at the hardening drips and globs of cum on my sister's neck and chest. and when she and her roommate finally get in the shower to clean up, my roommate and i go watch, and we watch my sister reach between the other girl's legs, and finger her from behind, and we watch her keep doing it until the other girl cums again. and as they towel off, her roommate goes and lays down on the couch, but my roommate points out that she came twice, and my sister hasn't cum yet. and he pulls her toward their bedroom, but she beckons for me to follow.

and i stand there, my dick getting hard, as my roommate pounds my sister on the bed. i really watch. i can see his cock inside her when i look at her bald pussy. i watch her tits gently bouncing as she lays on her back getting fucked. and i look at her face, and she beckons me closer again. when i step close enough, she reaches out for my cock. i move her hand away instinctively. she laughs. "live a little," she says.

so i let her touch. and she softly strokes me, and i move closer and closer to her head until my roommate flips her around to her hands and knees and she takes my cock in her mouth.

god, she's so fucking good at it. i kind of forget who she is, i'm just fucking another slut with my roommate. i even play with her hair. when she starts to cum, she moans into my shaft in a way that makes me release my load down her throat. my roommate is cumming too, we're all giggling and groaning and we're filling her from both ends. when we're done she rolls around on the bed, leaking cum, laughing. we end up all in the same bed, sleeping, her roommate passed out on the couch.

in the morning i wake up with a headache, not really certain the previous night was real, until i roll onto my side and she presses her ass against me. i'm hard, morning wood, and i can feel the softness of her down there, and i'm content to just lay here like this but she very quietly and gently guides me in. i don't move, i just lay there while she fucks me, slowly pushing her ass back over and over. "cum in me," she tells me, and i do. we lay there for a while after, me still inside her. then she very quickly hops out of bed, runs to the bathroom -- my roommate is waking up now -- and is back and climbing onto his dick within 30 seconds or so. i lay there watching, and i watch her pussy get fucked up close. then i hear her roommate throwing up so i got to check on her.

at one point, her roommate is in the shower, and i'm the kitchen with my sister and my roommate, and we're all in our underwear now, and my roommate says, last night was so fucking hot, and my sister looks at me and says, I can't wait to do it again.

cut to: we go home for christmas. for weeks now, we've been having threesomes with my roommate. every night. i fuck her pussy right in front of him. he loves it. we take turns fucking her in the ass.

on the drive up to our parents' house, she gives me head.

what are we going to do there? i ask her.

fuck, she says, matter of factly.

what if we get caught? i ask.

we won't, she says.

and yet when she comes to my bedroom at midnight, she's wearing loose pajama shorts and a top, which she pulls to the side and up respectively, to ride my cock very gently as she rubs her clit, making sure we can both cum with as little movement as possible. she asks me not to cum in her, so when she finishes and goes down on me, i release almost immediately. good boy, she tells me, and goes back to her room. in the morning, she's on the couch sipping coffee in those same loose shorts, and i note how easily i can see her cunt, and even the stubble on it, and i wonder if my dad is looking too. when my mom appears, she shifts her position on the couch, no longer exposed.

they've renovated the bathroom, and when my sister goes to take a shower she calls to me to come help her turn the shower on. she's standing there naked in the bathroom. i can't figure it out either, there are two shower heads, i can only turn on the lower one. so my dad comes in and starts it for her. he and i leave and he looks at me and says, "i missed when your sister suddenly became a woman."

when she gets dressed, my mother immediately criticizes the shortness of her christmas dress. defiantly, my sister shows us all that she's wearing holiday-themed underwear, so it's good for it to show a little. my dad tells her he loves the dress when my mom stomps upstairs.

as family comes over for the day, i watch all the men noticing her. she's a shameless flirt with everyone. at one point she's showing pictures on her phone to my uncle and i watch his eyes go wide. she giggles. "ok, don't look at that one," she says, and keeps scrolling.

i ask her a few minutes later what he saw, and she pulls up a photo on her phone she'd clearly taken earlier that day-- she's in the holiday dress but with no panties, showing her pussy and asshole. "you're so bad," i tell her.

she gets very drunk over the course of the holiday, and at some point passes out in her room with the door open, face down on her bed, panties showing. i watch my dad look in on her and grin. Relatives go home, my mom goes to bed, my dad and I stay up to watch Die Hard.

At some point, my sister wanders out of her room, now in just her matching holiday bra and panties. she gets a beer and comes in and sits in my dad's lap.

"Do you think mom would be made if she came down here and saw me like this?" she asks him.

"Definitely," he laughs.

"Well it's a good thing I didn't wear my other holiday underwear set then," she says.

"Well now you gotta show us," my dad says. And she gets up and leaves, and comes back a few minutes later in a red and green thong that's meant to look like wrapping paper, and a similarly patterned bra that is entirely sheer in the cups except for some ribbons which do not cover her nipples at all.

"Wow," my dad says. "Honey, you look so fucking hot."

That seems to take her aback a little. She giggles and blushes and says, "fuck, thank you." Then she giggles again and says, "well now i have to take these off," and he says why and she says, "they're a little wet."

"well, let's see how they look coming off," he says. I'm a little taken aback by that. She grins and kind of shivers from the adrenaline of it, and then slowly slides her thong down. It gets stuck in her pussylips for a moment and looks amazing. My dad and I both suck in our breath. He pats his lap and she comes over and sits on his lap, bare assed.

He doesn't do anything -- just turns the movie back on and we all watch it, my sister in just her slutty bra. Then he says goodnight to us. I notice the wet spot her pussy made on his pants. She fucks me desperately that night. She's so wet that her pussy feels cold. She cums twice on my cock before I fill her up.

In the morning, I come out for coffee and my sister is in a robe that she's purposely leaving untied as she talks to my dad. He's in boxer briefs and a shirt and is obviously hard. After a few minutes, he heads to the shower. My sister looks at me and says "if mom comes down, distract her." And then she slips into the bathroom.

I stand around awkwardly for a few minutes. Then I peek into the bathroom. My sister is on her knees in front of him in the shower.

I pour a cup of coffee for my mom and go up to her room. She smiles when I wake her up, and sits up in bed. She's topless. Sorry about my tits, she says, and I say, "no problem, they're nice tits." She smiles at that. "Where is your father and sister?" she asks. I tell her dad's in the shower and I think Ellie is still in bed. "OK," she says. She asks me if i see my sister a lot in the city and I say, "yeah, I do," and she says that's nice, I am a good influence on her. When she gets out of bed I realize that she was sleeping naked. She has a little rectangular bush that is well-shaved around the sides and trimmed very short. She puts on a robe and makes to go downstairs. I ask her a question about some new art on the wall and she tells me about it. I figure anything more would be suspicious, so then I let her go down the stairs. The shower is still on but my dad is out in the kitchen in jeans and a t-shirt he must have pulled out of the laundry room.

My mom goes into the bathroom to pee and I hear her say hi to my sister in the shower.

"What a tight little pussy she has on her, huh?" my dad asks me. I don't quite understand how he knows, but he knows.

For the next couple of days, this is our routine. She fucks me at night and him in the morning, in the shower. I bring coffee to my mom's room and she's naked every single time. The second day she makes a comment about it, like, "maybe I should sleep with something on" and I tell her it's fine, she looks good. The third morning, sitting in her bed, she looks down at her pussy and asks if I think she should shave hers like my sister does.

"Oh, does Ellie shave it?" I ask.

"Seems like she's pretty lazy about it but yes," my mom says. "I wonder if your dad would like it if I did."

"I think he'd enjoy the novelty of it," I said.

I was pretty surprised when, a few hours later, finding myself alone in the kitchen with my mom, she pulled down her jeans and panties to show me her newly bald pussy. "Hot," I told her. She giggled. "You're sweet to me."

That night I fucked my sister in the ass. After, I was in the shower, when my mom slipped into the bathroom, naked, to pee. I opened the shower curtain, expecting it was my sister. She looked right at my dangling dick. Oh wow, she said. I laughed. "Sorry," I said. "It's fine," she said.

In the morning, I went up with her coffee as usual. She was awake already, sitting on top of the blankets in a pair of panties. "What's with the panties?" I asked.

"Well," she laughed. "I wore them to bed hoping your dad would unwrap his secret present," she said. "But he never did, so he doesn't even know I'm shaved."

"His loss," I said. "But what if I want to see?"

She giggled. "Feels kind of weird to take my underwear off at your request."

"You saw my dick last night, it's only fair."

"You're wearing boxers now," she said.

So I took them off and let my dick out. She laughed, and pulled her panties down.

"Poor dad," I said, "never even got to see that last night."

"He hasn't seen it in a while," she said. "Never tries to fuck me. It has been weeks since I've been touched."

Playfully, I reached out and poked her pussy. "Touch" I said.

She laughed.

"Wow, very smooth," I said. "Good work."

"Glad someone can appreciate it," she said, absent mindedly sliding her hand over herself.

"Have you appreciated it yourself?" I asked, eyeing the way her hand was placed. She laughed.

"No, not yet."

"You should," I said.

"And what, you'll watch?" she asked, grinning.

"Sure," I said.

Her face changed a little, and she laughed, and started touching herself.

I shifted my chair next to her bed a little so that I could see her cunt better. She leaned just slightly toward me. I watched her fingers explore and her soft skin move around. I got hard, obviously. I got rock hard. "You like this?" she whispered as she touched herself. I nodded.

Her hips rocked on the bed a little as she had a convulsive little orgasm. Then she relaxed abruptly and laid there, naked, looking at me. "Can I..." she said slowly. "Take care of that?"

"Yes," I said.

And she got up, and knelt, and took me in her mouth. She was so much better at sucking cock than Ellie. Oh my god. My soul left my body. She spit on my tip, she sucked my balls, she did it all. And when I was close, she jerked me off between her tits. Then she got up, wiping up my cum with her panties. "That was amazing," I told her. "You should see what I can do with my pussy," she said.

I went downstairs and into the bathroom. Ellie was in the shower, washing her pussy. She stuck out her tongue at me. When I went back out to the kitchen, my mom was there naked, making out with my dad, standing up in the kitchen. I grinned at them and slipped away. By the time Ellie got out of the shower, they were fucking, he had her bent over the kitchen counter. I know because she came straight to my room and told me about it as she took my boxers off.

[daddy-stories]

Mom Lusts For Son

Mom lusts for her son’s large cock after covertly watching him masturbate.

I watched my son, Brad, masturbate last night.  Now, please don’t judge me … it isn’t like I planned to … it just happened.  I was up late doing laundry, and I had a few things that needed to go into his room.  When I came up to his door, it was cracked open.  It was my intention to push the door open just enough to set his things on the little stand just inside the door and then leave.  However … when I did that the door swung open a little further and I suddenly looked upward and caught a glimpse of him in the mirror above the dresser.

He was lying naked on his bed … the covers thrown off to the side.  And he had his cock in his hand, slowly stroking it while he was watching something on his electronic tablet.  My breath caught in my throat … I couldn’t believe how big it was!!  It looked huge!!  And even in the mirror, I could see that the tip was covered with shiny pre-cum which he would occasionally run his fingers over to lubricate his shaft.  My pussy tingled and then quickly throbbed with a strong desire.  My mind immediately went crazy with the thoughts of running over to the bed and taking over … licking and sucking on his cock before mounting his huge shaft and showing him what a real woman feels like.  I suppose that I should have actually been really upset about him jerking off to porn … but instead I lusted for him and his cock.

I don’t know how long that I stood there, mesmerized by his large manhood contemplating how it would feel in my now dripping wet pussy.  I was so captivated with it that I forgot that this was my own son that I was looking at.  His hand began stroking a little faster and I couldn’t help but to rub my pussy gently through my clothing while I watched.  I don’t really know how long it was until he suddenly threw his head back and moaned very loudly.  At the same time his cock began spurting hot white creamy cum all over his belly.  I nearly climaxed myself right there at the sight of him cumming.  All at once though, it dawned on me where I was and who I was watching!  I quickly pulled the door back the way it was, and beat a hasty retreat to my bedroom.

When I got there, I realized that I was so wet that I had soaked completely through not only my panties, but my shorts too!  With my heart still beating rapidly, I quickly closed and locked the door before stripping out of my clothes.  I then lay on my bed and fantasized about his cock while I rammed the fingers of my right hand into my soggy pussy and rubbed my hard clit with the other.  It was only moments before I climaxed and it was so intense that I had to bite my pillow to keep from crying out too loudly because I was afraid that he might hear me.  But I didn’t stop there.  I kept playing with myself until I had three or four more orgasms and then fell into a deep exhausted sleep while still naked.  I have never slept nude before… even after sex.

Now, it is morning, and I am feeling very guilty as I get dressed and make my way down to the kitchen to make breakfast.  Fortunately, when Brad comes in, he is in a hurry and gobbles his food down before quickly heading out the door.  I breathe a sigh of relief that he doesn’t say anything, although I’m not really sure that he saw me since he was looking at his tablet.  I’m hoping that he didn’t and I’m not sure what I will say if he says that he did.  However, I couldn’t help but check out the bulge in his crotch as he walks up to me and gives me a good-bye peck on the check.  I should have known that something might be up because he doesn’t do that very often, but instead, I nearly melt on the spot from the closeness of him.  After he leaves the house, I go into the room to see if I can find the tablet to see what he was looking at, but it’s not there, he must have taken it with him.

Just being in his room arouses me now and I contemplate lying on his bed and masturbating, but I suddenly come to my senses and I don’t.  Instead, I quickly get out of there before I succumb to that temptation. During the day I try to keep myself really busy so that I’m not thinking about him and his cock, but that plan is not working very well.  No matter what I do, the image of his big cock keeps coming back to me.  My pussy gets wet and it throbs whenever the vision of his manhood pops up in my head.  What is making things even worse is the fact that his father had left me for his much younger secretary several months ago and I haven’t had any real sex since then. My fingers can only do so much and I’m too damn embarrassed to go into an adult novelty store and buy a dildo.

By early afternoon, I am built up to a frenzied state again and I have to go into my bedroom where I strip down naked.  Both my panties and shorts are soaked again!  I proceed to relieve some of the sexual pressure by ramming my fingers into my cunt again and again while rubbing my clit until I am writhing around in a massive orgasm followed by a couple more.  My orgasms are so intense that I’m glad that I had put a couple of towels down on the bed or I would have soaked the sheets too.  When I’m done, I’m sweating and I’m covered in my own juices so I jump in the shower real quick to cool down and clean up.  For some unknown reason, I don’t bother with a bra or panties when I get dressed again, putting on only a rather tight tee shirt and a pair of gym shorts.  Even after my shower, the room still smells like sex so I take the towels and my soiled clothes and throw them in the washer.

Later that afternoon, when Brad comes home from school, he goes into his room where he also changes into some shorts and a tee-shirt.  He then comes into the kitchen where I am starting to fix dinner and we begin talking about his day at school.  Just his presence there is arousing me and I feel my pussy getting wet and my nipples getting hard.  I’m mentally cursing myself for not wearing underwear when I see him actually staring at my hard nipples poking out through the rather thin fabric of my tight tee-shirt. There is a lull in the conversation and then he suddenly drops the bombshell that rocks my world over to upside down, “I saw you watching me last night, Mom.”

My heart falls all the way down to my feet and I feel the color draining out of my face as I attempt to deny the fact by stammering out, “I … I don’t know what you are talking about!”

“Of course you do, Mom!” he says in a factual manner.  “You stood there in my doorway for a very long time watching in the mirror as I jerked off.  I even saw that you were rubbing yourself too while you watched.  You should have known that I’d be able to see you in the mirror too, just like you could see me.”  The color that had drained from my face returned tenfold as a deep crimson blush.  I open my mouth to try to speak, but no words come out, just some weird sounds.  Then he says, “But it is okay, Mom; it was really hot having you standing there watching me … especially when I saw the look on your face when I started shooting off.  It made me cum so hard!!  And then, I’ll bet that you probably went to your bedroom afterwards and frigged yourself until you came too.”

I know that my blush deepens and I try to say indignantly, “I did not!”

“Then why did I hear lots of loud moaning coming from behind your closed door?”

That is the final straw!  I am totally humiliated and embarrassed beyond belief!  Even though I briefly wonder why he was standing at my door listening, I run crying from the room; tears streaming down my face in total mortification.  ‘How could I have been so damn stupid not to realize that he could also see me in the mirror?’ I ask myself as I try my best to retreat.

I don’t realize that that Brad is right behind me as I’m going down the hallway.  He manages to stop my retreat with a big hand on my shoulder right before I get to my room and he quickly says, “I’m sorry, Mom, I shouldn’t have said anything like that.  Please accept my apology!”  He turns me around right there in the hallway and looks down into my eyes.  It is then that I fully realize just how tall my son has gotten; he’s probably six or eight inches taller that I am.  He puts his arms around me and hugs me tightly to him. I’m extremely sorry, Mom.  Please forgive me.”

Damn!! Having him hugging me is just making things even worse now, but I manage to croak out, “I forgive you, Son!  Please forgive me for watching you … uh … uh … masturbate.”  With tears still flowing, I bury my face in his shoulder in shame. However, I feel my pussy getting really wet again just from the scent of him and his strong arms around me, not to mention the fact that my big bra-less tits are pressed up against his muscled chest and I can feel his hard cock pressing up against my belly.  Once more I wonder how his manhood would feel inside me. Then I shake my head slightly and try to firmly tell myself, ‘NO!  That would be so wrong!!  That would be incest!’  But that argument is not working; my pussy is still throbbing with desire.  I can’t believe that I’m so fucking turned on by my own son!!  It’s like that intense desire from my pussy has taken over my logical brain so that it is giving me naughty carnal thoughts that I should not have.

He says softly, “It is alright, Mom.  Like I said, it was really hot having you watching me.  I know that it is hard on you with Dad being gone and I’m trying my best to do what I can to help you.  I really didn’t mean to hurt you!”

What he says is true, he helps out a lot around the house, probably more than my husband ever did. “I know that you didn’t, Son, and you really do help me out a lot.  I appreciate it so much.”

We are silent after that and a few minutes later my tears have quit flowing.  He releases his grip on me and gently wipes the tears from my face while he says, “And if you ever need anything, just ask.”

When he pulls back slightly, I glance down at the fabulous looking bulge in his shorts. Suddenly my mind is made up.  It’s probably not the best decision that I have ever made, but I reach out and grasp his hard cock through his clothing and softly say, “I need this!  And I need it now!”  All thoughts of impropriety seem to fly out of my head as I squeeze his manhood gently while knowing that I have now crossed a line that I can never cross back over. I can’t look up … I don’t want to see the absolute shock and disbelief that is probably in his eyes.  It seems like I’m in someone else’s body when I slowly drop to my knees in front of him.  Still without looking up, I start pulling down on the elastic waistband of his shorts. As I pull them downward and I let them drop to his ankles, his hard cock pops out and nearly slaps me in the face. For a moment I feel a little faint and unsure because I know how wrong this is … but the sight of his big hard cock bobbing in front of my face pushes those feelings away.

But now my body is on autopilot … there are not any thoughts coming from my brain … they’re only coming from my naughty cunt when I take his long, fat shaft in my hands.  As then, as my hand encircles his big cock and start stroking it, suddenly everything seems okay.  Not a word is spoken as I softly kiss the head of his cock and lick off the pearly drops of pre-cum that are oozing out from my stroking. A few moments later, I slip my lips over the crown and lick the sensitive place underneath it.  He moans out, “Ooohhh, Mooomm!” as I swirl my tongue around the bulbous head.  I can hardly believe the intense feelings going through me, heading straight for my pussy, when I feel his fingers running through my long blond hair while I start to take some more and more of his pole into my mouth.  On one hand, I can hardly believe that I am doing this … but on the other hand, it feels so damn natural!!

I start slowly bobbing my head up and down on his cock.  Just the fact that my own son’s hard cock is in my mouth gives me an unbelievable thrill.  I keep taking more of his manhood inside my oral cavity until I actually gag on it. To try to straighten the path, I tilt my head back, which forces me to look up into his eyes.  I see that they are wide with wonder and dark with lust. I am them able push his cock a little deeper that way, but unfortunately I gag on it again.  I should have known better than to even try since it is so much larger than what my ex-husband’s was and I couldn’t really deep throat him very often.  It seemed like I could mostly only do it when I’d had just a little too much wine.

But Brad moans … loudly … and suddenly I become determined to make this the best blowjob that he’s ever had … if he has even had any.  I keep bobbing my head and pushing my limits.  As his big cockhead attempts to invade my throat, my eyes are watering and I’m glad that I’m not wearing any mascara right now or my face would be a mess.  As his saliva covered cock slides in and out of my mouth, I almost feel like it is fucking my pussy at the same time.  Suddenly he says, “If you keep that up, Mom, I’m going to … uh … cum.

As much as I want him to climax in my mouth so that I can taste his young fertile cum, I really have another more urgent need … my throbbing pussy!  I clamp my fingers around the base of his cock and tug downward on his full balls to hopefully stop his impending orgasm.  Without taking my hand off of his cock, I rise to my feet and tug on his manhood to lead him into my bedroom.  “Wait, Mom!!  My shorts!” he urgently hollers.  In my haste, I’ve forgotten that they are still wrapped around his ankles and I was trying to move him faster than he could move with them there.  I stop and he lifts his feet out of them so that I can lead him into the bedroom next to the bed.

Once there, I turn to face him.  It’s almost like someone else is talking when I ask, “So, do you want to see my tits, Son?”

“Uh … yeah, Mom!” he exclaims like he doesn’t believe his good fortune.  I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it up over my head to expose my big tits with their hard nipples.  “They’re …… they’re …… they’re …… beautiful … Mom!!” he stammers out. His eyes are wide with wonder as he stares at the fleshy globes on my chest.

“Do you want to touch them?” I ask.

“May I?”

“Yes you may.” His hands are visibly shaking as he slowly reaches out and gently lays his fingertips on my tits like he’s afraid to break them.  A thrill, almost like electricity, flows through me at his tender touch as he caresses them and runs his fingers over my nipples.  I almost feel like I’m going to faint.  A moment later, I place my hands on top of his and use them to squeeze my boobs, showing what he can do without hurting me.  Without a word, I physically direct his hands to do the things that I like, including rolling my nipples between his fingertips and lightly pinching them.  My arousal is rising exponentially from his touch and the fact that my own son is playing with my boobs.  Then I reach up and place a hand behind his neck and pull him downward.  “Suck on my nipples, Son!” I demand.

Although he gives me a funny look for a moment, he actually kneels in front of me and takes one of my nipples into his mouth and starts sucking.  “Oh yeah!!!” I moan out.  “Suck them just like that!!!”  I hold his head tightly against my bosom, reveling in the wonderful feelings that he is creating that are going straight to my already dripping pussy.  After a couple of minutes, I say, “Now change sides.”

Suddenly I feel his hand inching up my inner thigh until it reaches the hem of my shorts.  I actually start to tremble from the thought of him touching me in my most private place.  For a moment I do ponder on just how wrong this is, but at the same time, I realize just how badly that I want it.  Involuntarily, I hold his head tighter to my breast until I hear him struggling to breathe … but even then he doesn’t stop sucking on my hard nipple. Then, just as I want, his fingers slide up under the hem and into the leg of my shorts.  His fingers are so close to my dripping pussy that I’m sure that he can feel the moist heat radiating from it.  Then it happens …… his fingertips touch my overheated sex and I nearly melt as he gently caresses my sopping wet pussy lips.

What happens next kind of surprises me, but then again, it doesn’t.  I feel my shorts being slowly pulled down until they go into freefall down around my ankles.  Suddenly I am completely naked in front of my son!!  How bizarre is that?  A moment later, his fingers return to my sloppy sex and I feel him separating my nether lips and caressing my soft inner flesh.  My knees are weak but I unconsciously spread my knees apart to give him a little better access to my overheated pussy.  It is so surreal to have Brad, my very own son, fingering his mother’s wet aroused pussy and once again I almost feel like I’m on the outside looking in.  But the pleasurable feelings are definitely inside me and I start moaning deep in my chest while his fingertips probe my most private place.

After a few minutes, I am nearly delirious with desire.  However, my son has another trick up his sleeve.  He pulls away from my right tit and says, “Sit down on the bed, Mom.”  The bed is behind me, only a couple of steps away, so after I lift my feet to get them disentangled from my shorts I step back and sit on the edge of the bed.  He then urges as he scoots up closer to me, “Lay back, Mom.”  I’m shocked as hell when he lifts up my legs and spreads them with his hands underneath my knees after I lie back.  His next words shock me too.  “You have a beautiful pussy, Mom!” he says.

Not really knowing what to say, I stammer, “Thank … thank you!”  A moment later, he is kissing the backs and insides of my thighs, teasing me deliciously but unmercifully since all I want right now is his cock inside me.  But he has other plans!  He starts licking my pussy lips from the back to the front and lightly teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue.  “Oooooohhhhhh mmmyyyyyy gaaaawwwwd, Brad!” I moan as his tongue separates my lower lips and begins lapping at the pink softness inside.  His sensuous sucking and slow licks are driving me crazy as he starts eating my pussy so wonderfully … like he’s been doing this all of his life!

Without thinking, I put my hands on top of his head and wind my fingers into his hair.  This seems to urge him on as does that fact that I feel like I am absolutely gushing right now.  He tongue fucks me … he sucks on my clit and gently flicks it with his tongue … he licks up and down my gash, his tongue wiggling fabulously from side to side inside me.  My arousal is rising and I start lifting my hips … wanting more of his wonderful tongue while at the same time wondering where he learned to eat pussy so well.   But my wondering is cut a little short when he sucks my clit into his mouth and runs his tongue over it in many different directions.  Suddenly the feelings are starting to become too much!!  “Oooohhhh mmmyyyyyy gaaaaaawwwwwwd!!!” I moan out again. “I’mmmm …… gonna …… cuuuummmmmm!!”

A moment later, I hear myself hollering, “OOOHHH FFFUUUUUCK!!” as my first orgasm generated by another person in so many months slams through my body.  It is massive and I’m yelling out, “OH FUCK!!  OH FUCK!!  OH FUCK!!  OH FFFUUUUCK!!”  My body is shaking and trembling, but Brad doesn’t stop, he only slows down a little. At the same time that I feel his mouth sucking on me and his tongue doing wild things, I also feel warm fluid running down the crack of my ass onto the bed below me, soaking it.  He doesn’t let my arousal slide down very far down though before he starts in again with his talented tongue.  Within seemingly just a few moments, I am screaming out in blissful orgasm again.  I wonder if the neighbors can hear me and if they can, I only hope that they don’t call the police!  A couple of moments later, I push his head away and I can barely get out, “It’s …… too …… sensitive!”

He looks up at me and smiles.  “Did you like that, Mom?”

My body is still shaking and I can barely get out, “Did I like it?  …… No, I didn’t like it …… I LOVED IT!!  Where did … you learn to … eat pussy like that?”  

His only reply is, “You just taught me, Mom.”  He gives me another smile as he gets up.  The bottom of his face is coated with my juices, but he seems not to pay any attention. I notice that his cock is hard again, and even though I know that it is so very wrong, all I want right now is to feel his young manhood inside me.  I know that it is incest, but at this point I really don’t care!  I just want to get fucked by his huge cock!!  I think that he knows this because he asks with a sly little smile, “Do you still want this, Mom?”

Because his hands are still behind my knees, my legs are still in the air and spread apart. My pussy is throbbing with need and his fabulous hard cock is only a couple of inches away from it as it bobs up and down.  Without mincing words, I nearly yell out, “Hell yes, I want it!!  Give it to me, Son.  Fuck your mother, Brad!”  Without really thinking, I reach down and grab his cock and I pull it toward me so that I can work on jamming it into my pussy.  A moment later, the head of his cock is splitting my pussy lips wider open than they already are … and the bulbous head is pushing deeper into my needy fuck hole.  “Oooohhhh ffffuuuuuck yeeeessss!!!” I moan out loudly as his cock starts stretching out my under-used cunt.  I quickly grab a couple of pillows and stuff them under my head so that I can watch him impale me with his big fat cock.

He’s only about two-thirds of the way inside my pussy and already I feel so damn full, much fuller that I have ever felt before.  His father’s cock sure never filled me like this!!  Because I’m feeling so stretched out, I say to him, “Oh my gaaawwwd, Brad, go slow!!  I’ve never had this much cock before!!”

He just smiles as he stops his inward push and starts fucking me in agonizingly slow strokes. While his cock slides in and out, I can see that it is covered in slick juices … my juices!  He says, “So, do you like my cock, Mom?”

“YES!!!  I LOVE your cock, Son!!  Just go easy!!  It’s been a long time!”  And he does go easy, fucking me slowly while gently pushing more and more of his marvelous cock inside my cunt until our bodies nearly meet.  I have to hand it to him; he is being slow and careful with his mom. A few strokes later, I feel his crotch meet mine.  “Damn, I feel so full, Brad!!  Your mom has never felt this full!  Keep fucking me, Brad!  Don’t stop!”

He keeps fucking me slowly, so slowly that I’m about ready to ask him to go faster, but it feels soooo fucking good!!  But somehow, he reads my mind and he starts going a little faster … and shoving his cock inside me a little harder, our bodies making little smacking sounds as they meet.  My arousal is rising higher and higher.  Then, suddenly he pulls out!!  I’m about to holler at him, but he rubs the length of his cock along my wet gooey slit, rubbing his cockhead over my clit with each pass.  I have to admit that it does feel good, but I want more so I start begging, “Damn, Brad!!  Quit teasing me!!  Put your fucking cock back inside of me!!  Damn it, Brad; FUCK ME!!” I demand.  I’m wishing that I could wrap my legs around him and pull him inside me!!

After some more tormenting teasing, he does slide his cock back into my pussy and starts fucking me again.  Like he was reading my mind, he releases my legs and I wrap them around his buttocks and pull him deep inside me.  He reaches up and grasps onto my tits and starts squeezing them while he fucks me harder, ramming his cock into my pussy making the head kiss against my cervix on each inward stroke.  “Ooohhhh mmyyyyy gaaaawwwwwd, yeeeeessssss!!!” I holler out as waves of pleasure start flowing through me.  My body feels like it is so hot … almost like he is fucking me with a red-hot poker!!

I don’t know how …… but he is already about twice the cocksman that his father was!!  He knows how to hit all the right places inside of my cunt while he pounds away at me, driving his cock deeper than any cock has ever been before.  Our bodies are smacking together from the force of his thrusts.  A few moments later my arousal is peaking and unknown to me, my body is tensing up like a guitar string.  Then I suddenly explode in a massive orgasm and I really have no idea what is happening other than there are waves of intense pleasure flowing through me and I am seeing fireworks behind my closed eyelids!!  And then right afterwards, a brilliant starburst!!

As I come down off of my high, I realize that my son is still fucking me!!  I look at him through glazed eyes and wonder when he is going to cum.  His head is thrown back and all kinds of strange, but sexy noises are coming out of his mouth.  Then, abruptly, he slams up against me and lets out an animalistic growl and I feel his big cock pulsing inside me and suddenly I am glad that I continued taking my birth control pills since he is pumping his young fertile cum deep inside my cunt!!  Just then, my next orgasm hits, pushing out whatever thoughts that are my head.  By the time that orgasm is over, I feel like I am nothing but a quivering mound of jelly, unable to move … or even talk … or really even think.

I think that Brad is almost in the same state.  He is holding tightly onto my legs like they are keeping him from falling.  After a few minutes, I say, “That was wonderful, Brad. You are amazing, Son!!”

“Thanks, Mom! You are fantastic too!”

“But what we did was so wrong!  I’m sorry!”

“Don’t be sorry, Mom!  It wasn’t wrong …… it felt so right!  You needed this!!”

“Yes, I did need it …… but I shouldn’t have used you.”

“You didn’t use me … I was a willing participant.”  He pauses for a moment and then says, “I love you, Mom!”  He leans down to kiss me.

“I love you too, Son,” I reply just before our lips meet and I get a taste of my pussy on his lips. After a few moments of passionate kissing he rises up and his cock slips out of my freshly fucked cunt.  I feel some of his essence oozing out of my pussy that is probably gaping after that pounding.  I roll over onto my side and scoot up more onto the bed.  Then I pat the bed beside me to indicate that he is to lie down next to me.  

We cuddle together for quite some time while I run back through my mind the movie of the sensuous thing that just happened between us.  At first, I think about telling him that this was a one-time thing … but I know in my head that my pussy will never allow that.  Then I begin to think about what it would be like to be fucked by him often … maybe every day and I start to get even more excited.  After a short while I make my decision.  I start to blush even before I start to say, “Son, you won’t have to masturbate to porn anymore.  I want to be your very own porn star.”

“Oh, MOM!! That is wonderful and exciting!!” He wraps his arms around me to hug me and kisses me passionately.  Well, one thing leads to another and soon my hand is down between us, grasping his hardening cock and his hand is playing in my gooey pussy.  Suddenly, I roll him onto his back and quickly straddle his hips. Once more it hardly feels like it is me when I grasp his cock and aim it at my sloppy wet pussy.  Just a moment later, I am settling downward on it, letting his big hard cock impale me.  Once again, it fills me completely as I sit on his crotch and gently move my hips. His cock even seems to grow some more after it is inside me.

“So, you like the idea of your Mom being your very own porn star, huh?” I ask as I start slowly moving up and down on his cock.

“Ooohhh gaaaawwwwd, yeeesssss, Mom!!  I do like that idea!!”

“Then reach up and play with my tits while I fuck your big fat cock!!” I demand.  He reaches up and starts playing with my boobs and pinching my nipples just like I showed him.  I place my hands on his chest for balance and start moving my hips up and down a little faster and with longer strokes.  Somehow, he knows to keep himself still while I am busy pleasuring myself on his cock.  I still can’t believe that I am fucking my own son and how good his cock feels inside me!

Within a few minutes, I am bouncing up and down on his cock at a much faster pace and my ass is contacting his thighs on each downward stroke when I drive his cock deep inside my still needy cunt.  It is like I am trying to make up for lost time.  My arousal is rising fast and I close my eyes in pleasure.  His fingers are still pinching my nipples and that action is sending waves of pleasure straight down to my already aroused pussy.  I am sweating from my exertion and my breathing is coming in gasps.  And then it happens … a huge orgasm takes over and suddenly I am a mass of shaking, quivering flesh, barely able to move.  I sit down heavily on his crotch while my orgasm totally consumes me.

I’m not sure how long I sit there with his cock still deep inside me.  I don’t think that he climaxed so I ask, “Did you cum, Son?”

“No, Mom, I didn’t … but that’s okay.  This was all about you and what you needed.”

“That’s really sweet … but I want to make you cum too … it’s about both of us, not just me. I just can’t move anymore.”

“Alright, Mom, then why don’t I finish us off?  Let me crawl out from underneath you so that you can get on your hands and knees and I can do it to you from behind.”

As soon as he says that, my pussy pulses.  My own son ‘taking’ me from behind!!  Seconds later, we are in position and he has his hands on my hips and he is driving his big hard cock into me from behind.  It is so arousing that I think that I start to orgasm on about the third or fourth long, but hard stroke.  And I don’t quit climaxing until he has blasted his second load of hot teen-age cum deep into my quivering cunt.  After he has filled me, he almost collapses on top of me … in fact I just kind of roll forward off of my knees until I am flat on the bed with him lying on top of me and his cock still inside me.  Right now, I feel so well protected and loved.  He asks, “Am I crushing you, Mom?”

“No, Son, it feels wonderful!”

After a while he rolls off of me and I turn onto my side to lie beside him.  My pussy still feels warm because I know that it is full of his hot cum.  I pull him closer to me and firmly say, “Don’t ever stop loving your mother like you did tonight!”  I reach down and grasp his manhood that is still semi-hard.  “From now on this cock is MINE!  Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mom; I understand.”  He kisses me on the cheek.  “This cock is yours from now on.  It’s not a problem because I don’t think that there is a girl my age that can do what you just did!  You are wonderful, Mom!”  He draws out the word ‘wonderful’.  Then he adds one more thing that nearly brings tears to my eyes, “I love you so much, Mom!!”

“I love you so much too!  I’m so lucky to have you, Son!  But I guess that I need to get cleaned up some so that I can finish dinner or I’ll be a bad mom.”

“Why don’t we just order a pizza instead and get it delivered,” Brad suggests.  “That way I’m the only one who has to get dressed just enough to meet the delivery guy.”

Although he didn’t say it directly, I assume from his statement that he wants to have me stay nude.  In spite of that, I say, “That’s a good idea!” I shiver a little because my pussy is already tingling in anticipation of more of his big cock … maybe even tonight!

The End

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Sara becomes a hotwife

The center bar in the restaurant was about half capacity. There were a few tables available but we prefer to sit at the bar for more interesting people watching and faster service. I sipped my margarita while holding onto Bert’s freshly sprouted hardon. His cock, stiff in my hand, was an unexpected event. As we sat at the bar a couple facing us on the other side got up to leave, and the man waved bye at me so I flipped him a quick wave and gracious smile. Bert asked if I knew them and I replied I knew him but not her. He asked if that was a co worker. I had to smile and be honest in saying, no, I but I did suck his cock once.  

Bert’s eyes about bugged out and simultaneously spewed his beer, then his head snapped to the left to look at me. He wiped the beer from his smiling but shocked face, as this may have been slightly out of character on my behalf. “Oh, wow, Sara, so you blew him” he said. I replied yes I had gone down on him at a party back when I was single. We continued eating our meal until Bert, my husband, eventually asked if I had swallowed the mans cum. I told him yes, of course. He then asked if the guy had came a lot. I told Bert yes, he shot sizable load if recalled correctly. He then asked if the guy had a big cock. I found his curiosity a tad out of character as well, but I did not mind answering his questions as it seemed fun curiosity. I told Bert yes, the guy, David, was blessed with about seven inches and I remembered it being very hard. I watched my husband re arrange his cock through his pants. “Bert, are you getting a boner” I laughed and placed my hand in his lap to find he indeed had a full boner right there at the bar.  

“Oh, so you are one of those, guys huh, I did not know that about you” I laughed a small chuckle. He asked me what kind of guy was that. I told him, obviously, one of the guys that get turned on thinking about their wives doing dirty girl things with other men. Bert said he didn’t know if he was one of those guys or not,  but he certainly just grew a steel hard erection. He said he knew I’d had sex with other men before we got married, but he’d never really thought of it until I just told him about sucking off the man that sat across from us for twenty minutes. He said “Hell Sara, I even nodded at the lucky bastard, lol. Well, at least I know I can be proud you did a good job, because your awesome at it”.  I thanked Bert for his compliment. He followed up by asking if David’s cock or balls were shaved, did he fuck my mouth or just let me do all the work, I answered all his questions honestly and factually, all the while his cock throbbing in my hand.  

Armed with this new revelation about my husbands curiosity I decided to try something new at bedtime that night. Bert and I sleep naked, so when I crawled into bed with him and snuggled close to make skin on skin contact, I made sure my lips were near his ear. “Did I shock you tonight” I asked softly into Bert’s ear. He laughed and said I sure did. “You asked a lot of questions during dinner” I added, nibbling his ear lobe. Bert said yes, it was sort of weird yet erotic at the same time.   “I met David at a party and we talked a while. We seemed to have some sexual attraction as well, so when he stepped out into the garden area. I followed him. I was sitting on a bench in a darkened section of the lawn when he noticed me and approached. He started to make more small talk but I simply reached out and took his cock in my hand. He looked around and made sure no one was looking then moved closer to me, cupping my left breast in his hand. I could feel his dick quickly stiffen in his tailored slacks. I could tell he wore boxers because his cock was free to move with my hand as I stroked his growing manhood.  He was fully hard in just seconds and I simply wanted to suck his thick cock. As I unzipped his pants he again checked for privacy. I remember reaching into his slacks and grasping his warm handful of cock, the air was cool and is dick was so warm, so hard. I fished his dick out and looked up at him as I took it’s thick head into my lips”. As I described the interlude to my husband, I reached out to find his cock, and it was hard as I’d ever felt it, swollen and throbbing in my grasp. “My oh my, I think someone is getting turned on” I teased. “Damn Sara, it is quite hard isn’t it baby” he said. “I think someone likes my naughty story, well according to this” I squeezed his dick with a firm grasp. “Who are you” he asked pushing my hair back so he could see me. “Just a woman who likes her man turned on, and clearly you are”.  

I then rolled over and got between Bert’s legs and held his stiff cock up. He looked down at me and I licked his cock from balls to head as we looked into each others eyes. “David’s cock was hard, like yours is now” I said then ran my tongue along the sensitive area just below the head of his dick. He throbbed a nice pulse in my grasp. “He liked it when I slowly sucked his dick fully into my mouth like this” then showed Bert how I ever so slowly worked my lips and tongue over David’s cock until I’d inched him fully into my throat. “He had to of loved that” Bert moaned. “He did” I replied. I pumped Bert’s fine erection with my fist and licked his cocks head in a circular motion. “David’s cock was so hard in my mouth. I stroked his thick meat with my hand, like this,, while sucking his dick’s head and letting him slip his hand into my blouse”, I continued my story, doing everything to Bert’s cock that I told him I did to David’s. My little test was passed as positive, my husband got hard from my being bad. Bert was getting close to cumming, I know his cock well and knew his orgasm was very close. His cock was fully in my mouth and his breathing was rapid when Bert asked “Did David’s cum taste good”.  

I spit Bert’s cock out just long enough to tease him with more details about David, it was obvious fuel to his desires. “Yes, he got so hard in my mouth and gripped my breast a little firmer, he liked my tits. I knew he was about to cum even before he told me how good my mouth felt, then all too soon David said “oh fuck, I’m about to cum”. I stroked his fat cock with my hand,, like this, and sucked him with a slow soft action. Then I took all of him into my mouth and he grunted out loud and I felt his dick swell a bit, then strongly pulse as he shot his tasty hot load of cum to the back of my throat” I described how it went, then did the exact same thing to my husband’s cock. Bert moaned and jerked as he erupted hard, blasting a huge load out with force to the back of my mouth. He spasm and quivered as he came and I knew it was a powerful one by the way his body was violently taken over.  I kept him in my mouth as he softened and his entire body relaxed into post orgasmic contentment. I felt proud of my skills. I just got my man up hard and fast and satisfied him physically and mentally. “Damn” Bert exclaimed, “That was one intense blow job, Sara”.  

Over the next few weeks I described several encounters I had sucking off the occasional man. There were not that many really but I gave Bert an honest account for each one, all the dirty details and each time more elaborate and detailed. The more information he got the harder he got. If I felt horny, all I had to do is say, you know that reminds of the time I sucked off this one guy, and Bert would soon be sporting a good hardon for me.  

Bert sat in his easy chair while I knelt between his knees, his very active cock of the last couple of weeks stuffed inside my mouth, he looked down watching intently as my lips slowly worked his stiffness from head to base. “God you got skills” he complimented. “I hope we run into someone you blew so they know I’m getting the most awesome bj’s on earth. I love watching you suck cock”. I smiled up a him and flicked his cocks head with the tip of my tongue and said baby I hate to correct your English, but more accurately you mean watch me suck Your cock. I tongued the sensitive spot just under the head of his dick adding “you haven’t watched me suck A cock, but it would look similar to this”, taking his dick fully into my mouth then backing off enough to grip his meat in my fist and pump the hard shaft as I sucked the head.  

“Damn that is hot. Well then Sara, I stand corrected, I’d love to watch you suck a cock” he said, still staring at me working his shaft with slow precision. I crawled into his recliner with him and settled my pussy over his dick. I was wet and his cock slid in easily. My hips slowly rocked back and forth fucking him with slow smooth strokes.  

“Want to watch me suck a cock, eh baby. Suck another man’s dick until he cums in my mouth, right in front you” I teased. He took my ass in his grip and lengthened the strokes inside my snug pussy. “I’d love that. Love watching you suck another man’s cock” he answered. “Do it, I said, find a man you’d like to see me blow, and I will look you right in the eye as I swallow his cum, just because I know you’d like it” I told my husband.  

My sentence was no more in the air when he moaned “oh shit” and thrust his hips up into me a few hard pumps then flooded my pussy with his welcome load. I stayed on him, feeling his cock shrink inside me, his cum draining from my hole and coating his spent junk. “I can’t wait to see you in action” he said. Bert held onto me and lowered me to the floor. His mouth found my clit and he began to tongue beat me with a hard fast flicking action. It took me less than a minute to be pulling him harder into my sperm filled slit and cum with a violent shutter. Bert rolled onto his back on the carpet and sighed, “I’m a pervert, aren’t I”. I said no, your just a man following his cock, like most men. And as always, I have your back.  

At forty two I’m not bad, if I may say so myself. I am five foot five, thin with a descent handful of breast that still stand on their own, tipped with petite pink nipples which l love sucked and lightly pinched. My ass is, according to Bert to die for. My short light brown hair is crisp and bouncy and when I dress down and dirty the men still stare that look that says you are indeed a piece of meat. Occasionally I enjoy being looked at with nothing but sexual desire. So when Bert and I went out on our weekly dinner night out at the bar and he asked if I would wear my little red dress, I was confident he’d be proud of me on his arm. The red dress is Bert’s favorite. It clings to me in all the right places, compliments my ass with minimal coverage, showing off maximum leg, and braless it shows off my natural form and you do not need imagination to find my nipples.  

Dinner at the bar was nice. We had a few drinks and feeling no pain by the time we left for home. Bert complimented me several times at the bar and on the way home saying how sexy I was in the red dress. When we pulled into the drive a black sedan was parked in our drive. “We seem to have company” I said as we came to a halt. We got out of the car and as we approached the sedan the drivers door opened up and out stepped David.  

I looked at my husband and smiled asking “Bert, are you being evil”.  He said he was hoping I’d be evil. I greeted David with a short hug saying what a surprise it was to see him. We did some small talk as we entered the house but I was a tad nervous in knowing exactly what I’d soon be doing. There could only be one reason, of all people, David was walking into my home.  

It turns out that Bert went to the the bar with a co worker for a beer and noticed David sitting alone at the bar as well. Bert approached him after a while and during their conversation, Bert told him he know what Id done to him and he found it arousing knowing I’d sucked his cock, at which point David said how good it was and would love to do it again. So Bert asked him over tonight, and I had no doubt why.  

I served us a glass of red wine and we small talked a few minutes, I could feel my juices flowing. I was getting aroused in knowing I’d soon have another man’s cock in my mouth as my husband watched. My oral skills had already become a topic between two men agreeing on my technique and ability. “So how do we start” I asked. David suggested since he was positive he’d be enjoying my skills, and since Bert wanted to watch, perhaps he could direct how it would go down. We laughed at his choice of words. Bert was good with that and suggested “how about him laying back in our bed, everyone just relaxed and comfortable”.  

David and I said sure, sounds okay and within minutes I was at the foot of my queen sized bed unfastening David’s slacks while my husband sat on the foot of the bed watching. I looked at Bert as David’s pants fell around his ankles, his nice sized already hard cock springing forth as he stepped free. He seemed bigger than I remembered, but I did not forget how hard his dick was. “Wow, he’s big. I thought you said seven inches baby” Bert said. “Eight and a half” David said peeling off his shirt, now standing naked in front of me. I again looked at my husband as I took David’s thick cock into my hand and guided it onto my mouth. David moaned out loud as I sought the base of his shaft, working my tongue firm but gently against the sensitive underside. After taking him fully into my mouth for a moment. Giving him a taste of what was in store for him. I stood up to allow him to take his position in the bed. “Did you like that” I asked Bert. “That was awesome” he replied. “No wonder you are proud of her skills Bert, damn she is good” David commented. As I turned my back to David, bending to kiss my husbands lips. David stepped in behind me, his hands on the hem of my red dress and began lifting it up and over my ass. His efforts were welcomed by my husbands hands finding my dresses hem at my waist, then tugging it over my head. I stood up, a tad shocked at how quickly I’d been undressed, and did not realize my nakedness was a part of my husband watching me blow our new friend.  My red bra and matching thong left little to imagination, and they looked at me with obvious want.  

I stood facing my husband as David pressed his cock against my ass cheeks, reaching around my body and taking both breast into his hands, inches in front of Bert’s eyes. “May as well be comfortable” Bert said, as he took my thong in hooked thumbs to drag them slowly to the floor. David’s hands fished under my bra and took my naked breast into his grasp for a few seconds before finally undoing the strap, allowing it to fall into the cloths pile at the foot of the bed. David had not seen me naked, but commented as he crawled into the bed, laying back onto my pillow. “Damn, you are beautiful”. Bert said how proud of my body he was and loved showing me off.  

I bent over and kissed Bert on the lips and without breaking away said “I think he’s ready”.  Bert’s hand ran across my ass cheek, trailing it down to find my shaved wetness. His finger sank into me from behind and was drowned in pool of readiness. “Ho, baby, fuck you are so wet and hot down there” he softly spoke with a sense of strong passion. “Your right, his cock looks very hard, he want’s you, again” Bert said. With that I crept in between David’s legs and held his stone hard cock straight up. Bert moved up to head of he bed for optimum viewing. I took a second to look into my husbands eyes as I took all of another man’s cock fully into my mouth, feeling it pulse strongly as my lips touched base. It was effective in making both men moan.  

David reached out and took a breast into his hand as I delivered my best skills to his cock, making sure my husband would never forget the sight. “Damn, Bert, holy shit you get this all time, you lucky bastard” he spoke with envy. “I know, she’s awesome,  but I get a lot more that that” Bert replied. Instantly I felt David’s cock throb in my mouth, pulse with desire and I loved how hard his sizable cock tasted. I was getting turned on performing this lewd act in front of my husband and could not wait to get his dick inside me. I knew he’d be insatiable for his “dirty girl” tonight.  

I took David’s heavy balls into my hand and stroked his cock with the other, looking at my husband as I slow jacked David’s hardon with full length slow fist pumps. “Damn, that’s hot baby” Bert said. Bert got off the bed and began to undress. He was stone hard and excited as he got back into the bed. He took his shaft into his grasp and masturbated while I ate David’s cock like candy. “Holy shit, wow, damn girl you are a natural born cock sucker” David moaned out. “Skills mostly” I said, adding a tease line for my husband, “I’ve sucked a lot cock”. “Well thank god for that” David said while laying a hand on the back of my head, “because you learned some awesome skills”.  

“Oh she’s been fucked too” Bert added. “Oh really” David moaned, the began to face fuck me slowly and I let him pump his meaty cock in and out of my mouth. I looked up and Bert was tugging on his very hard cock, staring at another man’s cock slipping back and forth between my lips. “You like me fucked, don’t you baby” I asked my husband.  “Yea,, I like you fucked, baby” Bert replied. I raised up slightly, fisting David’s cock with a steady pump and checked Bert’s eyes for more information, the answer was in there. “You want this cock in me don’t you baby, you want to see David’s long fat cock in my pussy don’t you” I asked, knowing his answer already. “Hell yes I do Sara,  fuck it, fuck that cock, baby” he panted. David was quick to say “I want to fuck your wife, Bert, I want to see how she feels inside”.  

They wanted it, and so did I, so I straddled David and felt his thick hot meat, wet with my slobber, lay the length of my slit, balls meeting my ass, shaft pressing against my clit. I felt the pulse of his urges run the length of my slit, it’s desire to penetrate me. I pumped my hips back and forth a few times, leaving his rod wet with my juices. I leaned back and Bert stared at the head of David’s cock peeking out between the spread lips of my pussy as I scooted back and forth along this mans dick. I was gladly about to become a hotwife. Raising up on one knee I hovered over David’s eight and a half inch man beast, then found my husbands eyes fixated on my outer lips spreading wide over the thick head of another man’s cock,  and it felt good. I was so wet and ready for sex. Once the head of David’s cock had inched past my wet outer muscles, I looked at David and lowered my body fully onto his cock. His eyes closed and his expression said a book of information, every word bliss.  

David immediately began to thrust into me, pistoning his cock in and out like sewing machine, he fucked me. I knew I’d leave my own cum on this man’s cock. Bert could not take it anymore and I gladly accepted his dick into my mouth while David fucked me. David sucked my left nipple into his lips and I was in system overload, with a cock in my mouth, a cock in my wet cunt, and hands all over me, on my ass, my breast, back. Bert slow fucking my mouth while I rode David for all I was worth. I could hear my pussy juices making noise as I was being slam fucked from beneath and knew my orgasm was approaching  

I was close. David knew how to fuck a woman and I was glad I’d sucked his cock a few years ago now. “Son of a bitch you have a snug wet pussy” David gasped. “Oh she can fuck” Bert stammered. “No shit she can” David agreed. His cock filled me slightly more than my husbands, just enough to know I had a strange dick in me, and I was going to cum on it. I spit Bert’s cock out and pulled his face to me and began kissing him hard while David slammed his meat into me like I was a paid whore. I was close, I remember biting onto my husband’s ear while saying “I’m going to cum on him. David’s cock feels so good inside me, filling me up, so hard,,, he’s fucking me so good baby,,I’m going to leave my cum on his fat cock”.    

My husband said “Do it baby, make me proud, cum on that cock” urging me on. David was likewise getting close to his own orgasm as he’d announced, “Damn, I can’t hold out much longer,, she’s too damn tight and wet, fucking hell she feels so damn good on my cock”.  

My orgasm started,, the tingling, the pulse of  juices now flowing onto this strangers wonderful cock. My fuckers spoken words pushing my own orgasm closer, “Shit, I’m going to cum,,,, where do you want it” David called out. Bert looked at me, his answer was in his excited eyes and in his dick as he jerked off at a rabid pace. I answered for my husband, “Cum inside me, fill my pussy with your cum” I snapped out just as my orgasm started to take over, melting me from the inside out. “Awww Fuck, I’m cumming, I’m fucking  cumming inside you’ David moaned out and suddenly I felt his hot sperm blast deep inside me, meeting my own juices head on as I climaxed on another man’s cock. My shutter and spasm had removed me from the universe all but the faint sound of Bert’s grunt, followed by his cum splattering against my face and breast. I had the sense of mind to lean back, still quivering in orgasmic shutters and grinding my flooding cunt against David, to allow my husband shoot his load all over my flesh. I instinctively rubbed my husbands cum across my breast and body as David’s cock relaxed inside me.  

Panting, gasping for air, and cum soaked, I rolled off top David. Bert eased his softening dick into my mouth and I sucked the last few drips from his shrinking hardon.  “Holy shit, that was awesome” David gasped. “Man you must be proud of her, lord she can work a cock” he added.  

We did not waste much time in getting our wits about us and saying goodbye to our guest. Bert and I now needed some “us” time. We managed to crawl into bed and snuggle up together and pause the day. After a short while I finally spoke, “Guess I’m a hotwife now” I said to Bert. “You were hot tonight that’s for damn sure” he laughed. “It was really supposed of been just a BJ, but things just seemed to go in another direction” he said. “Did you like the direction it took” I asked him. Bert eased his newly awakening hardon into my hand. “What do you think” he laughed. I squeezed his awakening meat with a firm grip and told my husband, “I afraid I’m going to be in another three way real soon”.  

[playgirlhitrock]

Yeah?

[angelisgonnastartchangingurls]

phil

When I was 17 years old, my mom fell in love again. Basically I was happy for her. I knew I was off to college soon, and in the initial years after my dad had died, she hadn’t made a huge effort at like, physical and mental upkeep. She took a lot of long baths, smoked a lot of weed. Her hair got really long, which was kind of cool in like a witchy sort of way, but also it would get so knotted. I’d brush her hair at night, I’d insist on it. After about two years of this, she turned it around. She started doing pilates, got really skinny again. Kept the long hair but stopped smoking weed. Started dating. I remember one day seeing her getting ready for a date and realizing she’d shaved her pussy, which meant she was actually having sex again. I was relieved. She’d told me, in one of her slightly weird nights after my dad died, she’d told me that he was the only man she’d ever fucked, the only penis she’d ever seen in real life other than her father’s and her brother’s. I remember thinking, “I have a higher body count than my mom and I’m 15.” Don’t judge me, haha!

Anyway, a few guys came and went. Most of them were really nice. A few of them were definitely pervs. They looked at me in an eager way and told me I looked like my mom’s twin sister. I tolerated this because I was close enough to my mom’s bedroom to know these guys in particular were railing her brains out. I was hearing her cum like she’d probably never cum before in her life. This made sense to me. The best sex I’d had so far had been with guys who were total pervs. They had their uses. I remember one morning going downstairs in a sweatshirt and panties and finding one such perv in the kitchen. He looked right at my panties and said, “you’ve got a hairier pussy than your mama.” This was true, in those teen years I always kept a short little bush because I knew it set me apart from the other girls, and you could certainly see the outline of it through these particular panties. 

“You like it?” I asked him. 

“Makes you look mature. How old are you?”

“16,” I said.

“That’s the perfect age,” he said. “Take those panties off.”

For some reason, I did it. I don’t know why. I wanted to.

“Gorgeous,” he told me. I heard my mom turn the shower off and so I pulled my panties up and slipped away. 

“Did Ellie wake up?” I heard her ask him. “I thought I heard her voice.”

“I haven’t seen her,” he said. “Maybe she’s on the phone upstairs.”

“Probably,” she said. 

“You look so good when you’re wet,” he told her.

“I’m always wet around you,” she said.

“Come here,” he said. I peeked around the corner before I slipped back upstairs. He had his fat cock out and my mom was approaching him. She dropped her towel and got on her knees.

I didn’t see that guy again, though. Phil came along a few weeks later. 

Phil and my mom had a lot in common. They’d both lost spouses. My dad had died of a heart attack, but Phil’s wife had overdosed on opioids and died at work. I’d learn later that her pill addition had been a total surprise to him.

Anyway, the other thing they had in common was a teen child. Phil’s son Scott was my age — we were only a month apart, in fact. I met him after my mom and Phil had been dating for a few weeks. We went to Phil’s house for dinner. 

At this point I knew things were pretty serious with Phil. They were definitely fucking — I’d heard them. And he was doing well for her — I could hear that too. Not the same volume or intensity as the real pervs, but she was still cumming every time. 

I was very nervous to meet Scott, basically because I was afraid he was going to be uncool. There’s nothing worse than being saddled with a lame new sibling your senior year of high school. We went to different high schools, so there was that. But it still created so many social risks. 

But I felt reassured almost immediately. He was tall, with kind of wild spiky hair and dark, compelling eyes. He said he’d show me around the house and my mom and Phil went into the kitchen to start making dinner.

He took me right up to his room and asked if I wanted to smoke weed. I said yes, of course, and he handed me a little pipe from his desk drawer. His computer was on, AIM was up. He was chatting with a friend. I could see his monitor.

Jboy22: What r u up 2 dawg

Scottyyy: My dad’s girlfriend and her daughter are here

Jboy22: The daughter who goes to Washington? Is she hot?

Scottyyy: Yeah dude

He looked over at me, looking at his screen. I blushed. He just smiled.

We chatted for an hour, me just sitting on his bed. Eventually I asked him where the bathroom was, and he led me down the hall. My mom called up to us a minute later, and we went downstairs for dinner.

It was funny because my mom kept trying to find the common ground for Scott and I, but everything she’d mention about me was something Scott had already asked about.

“Wow you guys really got to it,” she said. Scott smirked at me. I felt hot in my cheeks. And other places.

After dinner, my mom, clearly wine drunk, suggested Scott and I watch a movie so she and Phil could have some “alone time.” 

“Mom, we’re 17. You don’t need to sugarcoat it.”

She laughed. “OK. Go be in front of the TV so Phil and I can fuck.”

Phil choked on his wine. They went upstairs, and Scott and I settled on the couch. Under a blanket.

 After a few minutes of the movie, I shifted closer to him, just a micro gesture. He put his hand on my bare thigh—I was wearing shorts. I liked that. I put my hand on top of his and pushed it a little further up my thigh, closer to my center. He kissed me, and he was a good kisser, and so then we were just kissing. A lot of kissing. I got so lost in the kissing that I barely felt his hand unbuttoning my shorts and slipping right into my panties, but when I felt his hand there, I welcomed it. I grabbed his wrist and guided him right in. I was a slut, what can I say?

We didn’t talk. Just a lot of heavy breathing. Eventually I worked up the nerve to free his cock from his jeans and start stroking it — he was pretty big, and very hard, and I spit on my hand and stroked him and it made him cum. Which was shocking — hot and messy and there was a lot of it — and he started to apologize and I said, “oh my god this is so fun don’t apologize don’t apologize!” i remember, I said it twice. We used the blanket to clean up his cum, giggling at ourselves because it was everywhere, and then my mom came down the stairs in her underwear and told us we were sleeping over and that Scott could show me to the guest room. 

He did — I remember very sweetly, he showed me to my room and he got me an extra toothbrush. I took off my shorts and I got into bed in my t-shirt and panties right in front of him, which was kind of me begging to get fucked without having the words for it. But he just told me goodnight and left, which was also OK. The guest room was right up next to the master bedroom, and I remember before I started to doze off, I heard my mom getting railed again. 

In the morning I put my shorts and bra back on before I went downstairs, but was surprised to see my now sober mother still in her bra and panties, right in front of Scott, who gave me a timid but somehow still cocky little wave hello. My mom was making muffins and singing along to the radio and kissing Phil and at one point even slipped into the small bathroom attached to the kitchen to pee without even closing the door.

“I feel like my mom is really pushing the domestic intimacy,” I said to Scott when we were alone. 

“The what?” he said.

“She’s very comfortable in front of you.”

“You jealous?” he teased. “Uh honestly, I think your mom is… I uh, saw your mom naked like two weeks ago.”

“You did?” I said.

“Yeah I walked in on her in the bathroom, she was um, cleaning up from sex.”

“Oh god,” I said.

“Yeah she was like wiping the cum off her tits,” he said. “Kind of rad. And she was very cool about it. I was like apologizing and she was like, “it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s your house, and she didn’t cover anything, which I thought was so chill,” he said. “Also I didn’t know moms shaved their pussies, that’s hot.”

“You like shaved pussy?” I said, timidly.

“Fuck yeah,” he said.

I literally would have shaved my pussy that morning, but for the fact that when I tried to take a shower, the fucking handle of the shower literally popped off, and I shouted in surprise, and Phil came in. And I was standing there naked holding it, and he took it from me and quickly fixed it, and I apologized but — remembering what Scott said — not covering myself at all. And I saw the way Phil looked at my body, clocking, in particular, my little bush. And it so it stayed. 

For a little while, it went like this:

When my mom and Phil were going on a date, they just went on a date. I stayed home and my friends came over and we drank cheap wine and called boys. But when my mom wanted to just go to Phil’s house, she’d bring me along, and this is when I’d see Scott. The handjob/fingering make out session became standard practice for us, first on the couch during the “movie” and then sometimes even before that, when I’d hang out in his room before dinner. In his room, on his bed, there was a little more room to maneuver, and I introduced blowjobs into our interactions. Of course, this meant, before long, that I was sucking Scott’s cock once or twice every night and that he wasn’t touching my pussy at all anymore. That was OK, though. I was really interested in perfecting my head game, and I noted with interest the way he reacted to everything I did. Slowly, I developed a winning formula: tight and then sloppy and then tight again. Teasing and licking followed by throating followed my stroking with my hand. Some eye contact but not too much. Letting a little cum hit my lips and nose and chin before swallowing the rest. The balance of these factors carried me through college and beyond. 

Scott was definitely a virgin. He didn’t say so, but he spoke about me as if he assumed by default that I was a virgin, and that was the giveaway. I was not a virgin, but I didn’t worry about making this distinction with him. 

Did my mom and phil know I was sucking Scott off all the time? No, they did not. Did the idea it might be happening occur to them? Yes. And they didn’t really care. They were becoming obsessed with each other. That was good for my mom, I think. She seemed healthy and happy and well-adjusted and very horny. Sometimes after their date nights they’d come back to our house, and after they fucked my mom would come into my room to chat with me while still naked and covered in sweat. I didn’t mind this, we’d always been very comfortable with our bodies around the house. My dad saw me completely naked the day he died. That didn’t kill him, I just, I remember him popping into my room to tell me to have a good day and I was fresh out of the shower and I was putting panties on. The last time he saw me. I was glad that was the way he saw me last. 

Around this phase in their relationship I saw Phil’s cock for the first time. It was morning, and he and my mom were getting frisky in the laundry room, which I did not know, and I walked in on him stroking himself over her ass. “Oh WOW” I said when I saw him, because it was the biggest dick I’d ever seen in my life. 

People act like men are cavemen, you know, but women have some of that stupid hardwiring too. And I have to say that after I saw Phil’s hog, my behavior around him shifted. I was suddenly much more obsequious, and giggly, and eager to please. I was also more naked. Like, I adopted the habit of sleeping bottomless, and often appeared in the kitchen in the morning with my pussy out, especially if he was around. If it was just my mom I’d get naked, like, to make the cami top feel like modesty. Phil wasn’t shy about looking at me. He told me my bush was cute. One day, he playfully slapped my bare ass. That powered me for a few days.

And I have to say, I think it changed my mom a little too — my behavior I mean. In the mornings, and then just gradually at random times, she was much more likely to just be naked. Around me, around Phil, and even around Scott. You know, when we were over there, for dinner, sometimes she’d come down the stairs to check on us and ask how we were doing and she’d be in just a thong. Or just a bra. Once, she was quite drunk. Scott and I were on the couch, and I’d sucked his cock a few minutes before she’d come down the stairs, and so our movie was paused, and my mother took playful note of this. She looked for the remote, and, seeing it on the floor in front of Scott, bent at the waist, putting her bare ass and pussy in his face. It was pretty graphic, even in the dark.

“Do you think my mom is hot?” I asked him later.

“Yes,” he said.

“We should have sex,” I said.

We went to his room, and he had a condom, probably an old one, and I remember it was kind of unceremonious. I took off my shorts and my panties and he got on his bed with his hard cock in his hand. And he put the condom on and I got on top and slowly guided him in.

“Have you done this before?” he said, as I began to ride him. I felt like the answer was obvious so I didn’t answer, and he came 30 seconds later. I was throwing the condom away when my mom opened his door. She looked at me, looked at him on the bed with his dick out, grinned, and said, “good night.”

“How long have you been fucking Scott?” she asked me in the car the next morning.

“That was the first time.” I said.

She laughed. “Yeah right.”

“I mean, the first proper fuck,” I said. “I’ve been sucking his cock for weeks.”

“Phil was certain you two weren’t doing anything,” she cackled. “I told him not to underestimate you.”

“Sorry if it’s weird.”

“It’s fine,” she said. “Phil and I aren’t married. And even if we were, you’re almost adults. It’s a little bit Jane Austen, right?”

“I think if you got married it would be incest.”

“What a gross word,” she said. “It’s not a big deal.”

We drove quietly for a moment. “You want to know a secret?” my mom said abruptly.

“Yes,” I said.

“When I was 20 I went home from college for a visit. And one night I walked in on your uncle Tim stroking his cock.”

“He was like 16?” I said. “He must have been freaked out.”

“He was,” she said. “And I felt so bad. Embarrassing him, interrupting him, you know, I was mortified. So, I offered to help.”

“What!?” I shrieked.

She laughed. “I wanted to reassure him! You know, I wanted him to feel confident. So I acted like I was shocked by how big his dick was and I asked if I could help him finish.”

“That’s fucking insane. What did he do?”

“He asked to see my boobs.”

“He did!?” 

“Yeah,” she laughed. “I don’t think he’d ever seen any outside of magazines. So I took off my shirt and bra.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, it was fine. He was very appreciative, and he resumed his efforts, staring at my chest, and I watched him cum.”

“That’s so weird,” I said. “Well, it is,” she said. “And you and Scott having sex is a lot less weird.”

I don’t know if she was telling me the truth or not, but I did feel less guilty about sex with Scott after that. It became a regular occurrence — dinners at their place were a once or twice weekly thing now, and Scott and I would generally have sex twice, and so soon I’d conditioned him into a little fuck machine. We stopped using condoms once he was proficient at pulling out and cumming on my bush and stomach. 

The fact that we were fucking while my mom and Phil were fucking down the hall was soon understood by everyone, something we made little jokes about. Frequently, my mom and I would meet in the bathroom, both cleaning ourselves up. We’d help each other wipe cum off of our pussies and backs and asses. I think at some point my mother told Phil about these little bathroom meet ups, because he would pop his head in and look at us, remark on how similar our bodies were. 

I could cum with Scott about half the time. One day, it didn’t happen, and my mom picked up on it. We were in the bathroom and i was cleaning cum out of my pubic hair. She asked if I’d finished and I’d said no in a frustrated voice. Sometimes my stomach hurt after if I didn’t cum. She told me to take care of myself now before I went back. In front of her? It felt like a strange idea, but also kind of intimate. I leaned against the glass shower wall and touched myself while she brushed her teeth. When I came she said, “there you go.”

I remember in March, sometimes near my 18th birthday, I noticed in the bathroom that my mom was growing a little bush like mine, no longer fully shaved. When I asked about it she said simply, “Phil said he liked yours.”

[sgstories123]

Brotherly Help

The door opened and Firdaus entered the flat with his girlfriend Nurul. His elder brother, Farid and his girlfriend, Syaz, were watching Netflix in the living room.

“Eh. I thought you were working tonight?” Firdaus had thought that his brother would not be home.

“The work schedule changed. Why? You never cared whether I am working or not?” Farid eyed his brother suspiciously. Seeing Nurul looking very embarrassed, Farid quickly guessed what his younger brother was up to. “Is it inconvenient for me to be around?” he teased.

“No. Not at all. We are just going to be doing our project work in the room.” Firdaus answered hesitantly. He quickly led Nurul towards the bedroom that he shared with Firdaus, closing the door behind them.

“Your brother thought you are not around and brought his girlfriend home to fuck.” Syaz nudged Farid knowingly. “Should we make go out and give them some privacy?”

“You think I don’t know?” Farid smirked. “That boy thinks he damn smart, getting into poly. But he is just a nerd. That girl Nurul is his first girlfriend. They got together only 2 weeks ago. Maybe he still virgin. Might be fun to see how he loses his virginity.”

“You are so evil.” Syaz laughed. “You think Firdaus still virgin? He already in poly, you know. But the girl looks so innocent. Maybe she also virgin.” 

Farid turned down the volume of the television set. He motioned Syaz to follow him, with a finger on his lips. The two of them stood outside the bedroom door, their ears pressed against the door. They could hear the young couple in the room talking in soft voices.

“I don’t want to do this, not with your brother outside.” Nurul said in a soft voice.

“But we agreed that we will have sex today. I already bought condoms and lube and everything.” Firdaus protested.

“I know. But I didn’t know your brother will be here. It will be so embarrassing.” Nurul sounded upset.

“It is okay. They are outside busy watching show. Come on. We have been planning this for so long. Please.” Firdaus begged.

 “My brother is such a loser.” Farid whispered to Syaz, as she giggled softly at Firdaus’ imploring tone. She almost felt sorry for him.

There was a long silence. Farid and Syaz pressed their ears closer to the door but could not hear anything. Then they heard Firdaus cursed. “Fuck! I need help with this.”

Farid opened the door to the bedroom and found both Firdaus and Nurul naked on the bed. Nurul was lying on her back with her legs bent at the knees and spread apart. Firdaus was between her legs, trying to put a condom on his limp cock.

“Fuck! Farid! Don’t you know how to knock!” Firdaus screamed, trying desperately to cover themselves with the blanket.

“Oh, come on now. I heard you needed help, so I came in quickly to help my dearest brother.” Farid smiled. He whipped out his handphone, swiped off the blanket with one hand and took a few quick shots of the naked couple.

“Fuck you, Farid! What are you doing?” Firdaus shouted. “Give me the phone!”

“Just helping you, Firdaus. Calm down.” Farid, who was taller and stronger than Firdaus, kept him away at arm’s length. “Now just continue with what you are doing and I will help you, like a good brother.”

“Stop fucking around, Farid.” Firdaus was angry now. “Give me the phone!”

“If you don’t continue doing what you are doing, I will post this on social media.” Farid threatened.

“Stop it, Firdaus! Please! Just do what he says.” Nurul whimpered, her eyes red.

“Listen to your girlfriend, Firdaus. We are all trying to help.” Farid pretended to care. “Here, sit down on the bed here with me. You virgin, right? Let me teach you.”

Firdaus looked at Nurul’s pleading eyes and knew what was going through her mind. If the photos go online, she will suffer greatly. For now, perhaps it is better to go along with Farid. He knows Farid is always taunting him, but he doesn’t believe that Farid will harm him as long as he does not antagonize him. Maybe Nurul is right.

Firdaus sat down next to Farid resignedly. Nurul sat up too, covering her breasts with her arms.

“Well, both of you are virgins, right? You are so lucky that I am here with Syaz to guide you into lovemaking.” Farid seems to be enjoying his role as sex guru. “You need to get your cock hard before you can put on a condom. Nurul, help him by sucking his cock.”

“I don’t know how.” Nurul looked close to tears.

“Let me help.” Syaz stepped forward and knelt down in front of Firdaus. She took his cock in her mouth and expertly suck on his cock, squeezing the base of his cock with her encircled fingers, jerking it lightly. Firdaus let out a small moan, his cock hardening quickly.

“Now I show you how to pleasure Nurul, Firdaus. Watch carefully.” Farid’s eyes gleamed with lust as he pushed Nurul down onto the bed and got between her legs, licking slowly from her inner thighs towards her cunt. Nurul gasped in pleasure as Farid’s tongue got closer to her entrance. Spreading the swollen lips carefully, Farid found her mound and attacked it relentlessly, jabbing it forcefully with his warm tongue as Nurul clutched the bedsheets as waves of pleasure flowed through her.

But Firdaus was not learning from Farid. His eyes were closed. He was lost in his own pleasure as Syaz continued her blowjob. Her head was moving faster along the length of his cock as Firdaus thrusted against her. He held onto her shoulders and with a violent thrust forward, he shot his load into her, filling her mouth with his seed. He held onto Syaz head, his pleasure slowly subsiding as his cock grew limp.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Syaz licking his cock, savoring the last bits of his semen. She smiled at him, “That was a huge load.” Taking off her clothes, she pushed him down on the bed, stroking his cock. When his cock became hard again, she straddled him, guiding his cock into her. She sighed in satisfaction as she felt his hard cock filling her hole.

Firdaus managed a quick look and saw Farid lying on top of Nurul, fucking her in a missionary position, before Syaz leaned down to kiss him, blocking his vision. He felt a flash of anger that his brother was fucking his girlfriend but it was quickly replaced by the pleasure emanating from his cock as Syaz rode him, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into the warm recesses of her womb. He thrusted upwards in time with Syaz, and with each thrust, Syaz moaned louder and louder in pleasure. Syaz leaned backwards, gyrating even more violently, before screaming in pleasure, with her fountain of love juice erupting. Seeing this display, Firdaus could not hold back anymore and thrusting one final time, he ejaculated into Syaz.

Syaz collapsed onto Firdaus, exhausted. Firdaus too was soaked in perspiration and was too tired to move. He laid there, feeling his cock grow limp before plopping out of Syaz body. He could feel warm juices leaking out of Syaz’s body. At that moment, he realized with horror that he had not worn a condom and he might have impregnated Syaz.

He pushed Syaz to the side. “Hey Syaz. Sorry. I did not wear a condom. Is it okay?”

Farid came over to his side and whispered, “It is okay. I also did not wear a condom and came in Nurul.”

Firdaus turned to look at Nurul, her legs spread open with white semen flowing out of her cunt.

“See, I told you I will help you because I am your brother. Syaz and I have trained both of you how to fuck. Now go over and fuck Nurul. If she is pregnant, we will never know whether it is your child or mine. I am going to do the same to Syaz.”

3 months later, both Farid and Firdaus married their girlfriends who were clearly pregnant.

[sex-storytime]

She's Married

She's married.

But that doesn't stop her. Once she got over her initial shock that there are some men who *would* do it, let alone *want* to do it, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

"I know my husband would never do it," she confided in hushed tones at lunch one day.

"Why don't you ask him?"

"I couldn't do that! I just couldn't."

I saw excitement in her eyes, and a slight blush on her face. I kept quiet, as I wanted to see what she would say next. I knew what she wanted to ask. Finally she found the courage.

"Is that something YOU would do?"

I paused before answering. "I would, with the right woman."

She must have seen my slight smile. "So, have you done it?" she impatiently asked.

We had not talked about sex related matters before, but I felt comfortable with this conversation. I told her that I had indeed done it a few times. Her eyes were wide. She looked sensuous and aroused. "What's it like?!" she pressed.

"Women really like it when they try it. The orgasms they have are stratospheric. It's just as much from the idea of what is happening, as the physical sensations. And I like being part of the reason they're feeling so good," I answered.

"So, are you seeing anyone now?" she tentatively asked.

"No, I just fantasize now."

We finished lunch in silence. She was no doubt thinking about the subject at hand. Finally she spoke. "I might leave for work early tomorrow morning. Would it be okay if I stopped by your place?"

Whoa - I didn't know exactly what she had in mind, but I wanted to know. I removed a key to my apartment from my key ring and handed it to her. "Just let yourself in when you come over - and if I'm sleeping, wake me up."

She looked at me incredulously. "You're giving me a key to your apartment?" This time I was the one with excited eyes, and I nodded assent. She flashed an aroused smile.

I was still in bed the next morning when I heard the door open, and pretended I was sleeping. She quietly came into my bedroom and sat on the bed. I stirred, and caught her smile.

"I just fucked his brains out. I was going to have you tell me more about our lunchtime subject, but I've got to clean up first, I'm really full." She started to get up.

"Wait!" I hurriedly exclaimed. "Let me do that."

Her eyes widened, and she said nothing. By that time, the area between our legs was doing our thinking, and we both knew that. As if in slow motion, I got out of bed, my nearly purple erection sticking out like a flagpole. "Sit on the edge of the bed," I whispered, and knelt before her. I lifted her skirt, and she giggled. She had discarded her panties, and I was treated to the beautiful sight of almost opened, reddened pussy lips and her furry mound, glistening with sperm.

Our moment of truth had arrived. Was she, a married woman who had come over to my bedroom after intense intercourse with her husband, going to let me lick her pussy full of sperm?

I tentatively licked her slit. She gasped. I licked again, and she panted. Another lick, and she exclaimed, "Oh!" I licked more exuberantly, and she squirmed. When I pushed my tongue inside her pussy, she said, "Oh my God, you're doing it! You're really doing it!"

I pressed in, and fervently kissed her pussy lips as I extracted copious sperm from her well-fucked pussy. She twisted, and wiggled her hips. She could not keep still. She kept exclaiming "Oh my gosh!" as her breathing became faster and heavier. Another moment of my probing and kissing and she crested into an intense orgasm. She violently pumped her hips as I held on.

"Oh my gosh, that was intense!" she sighed. "You were right - I love it - and it's a mental trip too!"

She got up and saw my unfulfilled need. She grasped my throbbing member and said, "I'm sorry I can't take care of that today. Try to keep from ejaculating before I come back. That'll make it all the more pleasurable when I relieve your pressure. And - thank you for this morning. Thank you so much!"

She kissed me while still grasping my erection. Then, with a sly smile, she let herself out and went to work.

My mind was in turmoil. I was convinced that she had planned to seduce me into eating her pie. But what did she have in mind for next time, especially when she wanted me to avoid ejaculation until then? I was strongly tempted to go ahead and obtain release, and I knew the temptation would be stronger if I waited. But I decided to wait.

My hopes for relief were dashed when she did not come over the following day. I stoically refrained from relief that day. After a restless sleep that night, I heard the door quietly open. She came to my bed and smiled sexily.

"Quick - lie down," she directed, and hiked up her skirt as she straddled my mouth.

"Gmmmph!" I energetically licked her sperm-filled pussy, and after a few moments, kissed and sucked on it. She rewarded me with her loud gasps of orgasm.

"Oh, that felt good!" she exclaimed. "That was two days worth."

She had a sexual blush on her face, and an excited smile. She lay prone on top of me, and tenderly kissed me. I could scarcely believe I was doing this with a married woman. As the kissing became more passionate, I felt her hand grasp my aroused cock. To my amazement, she brought the tip of my erection up to her pussy.

I couldn't resist. I pushed in, and she accepted my full length with a sensual moan. She pumped her hips impatiently, and giggled when I bucked like a stallion under her in my intense ejaculation.

"Aren't you glad you waited?" she teased, and gently pumped to milk the residual sperm from me. "Oh my gosh, you filled me up good! Here, I want you to clean me."

She again straddled my willing mouth, and I kissed and licked my profuse sperm from her. It just kept coming, and she had three orgasms from my attentions.

We had both crossed a line from which there was no turning back. She took me inside her again that morning, and filled the room with her exclamations of orgasm as I kissed and licked all the sperm from her sweet married pussy.

She instructed me to keep from solo ejaculations even when it meant that there would be several days that she would not come over. The next few weeks were exciting, since I never knew from one morning to the next, if I would experience relief. She came over about twice a week, her pussy full of her husband's profuse sperm, and after I performed my cleanup task, we had sweet intercourse. Of course, I always licked up my own seed from her pussy.

One evening I was surprised to hear her unlock the door and come in. "My husband just left for a business trip. He fucked me good." her eyes were wide with excitement, and we went to my bedroom. She nudged me on my back before I even started to take my clothes off. With my cock pressing hard against the confinement of clothes, I accepted her abundantly creamy pussy on my mouth and saw her through two orgasms. Then we both undressed. She stayed the night, and we had intercourse four times. After each blissful ejaculation, I fervently kissed and sucked her pussy. Her loud gasps of orgasm always spurred me on to kiss her pussy until she told me to stop.

She still comes over about twice a week, and after I extract and swallow her husband's sperm, she plays teasing and denial games. She wants me to vigorously fuck her for a while before I ejaculate, which is nearly impossible after a few days of frustrating abstinence. I try to hold back, and I'm getting better at it, but once I get past a certain point, I give in and ejaculate so intensely that I almost pass out.

Then she straddles my mouth and I willingly give her orgasm after orgasm as I extract my own seed from her pussy.

[sex-storytime]

Ivy

The date ended sooner than expected, leaving me with a bad taste for the online scene. My "match" was just as pretty and friendly as she'd led me to believe, but was part of a married couple looking for their plus one, not something I'm interested in. Especially as I'm just getting back into the dating process after finally convincing myself it's what my late wife would have wanted.

I return home with a confusing mix of disappointment and relief, prepared to work out the pent up frustrations by myself after checking on my kids and dismissing the babysitter, Ivy. My children are in bed, sleeping soundly as they usually are when I get back from whatever distracting adventure I may be on, Ivy greeting me from the living room with a start. She hadn't expected me back so soon, probably thought someone was breaking in. Poor thing. Not that she'd be completely defenseless in that situation, I reckon she could take down most intruders.

Ivy is an extraordinary girl, if I may say so. She's just over five feet tall, fiery red hair cascading down to her shoulders in shiney curls, sparkling emerald eyes, freckles scattered across her fair skin. Her cheeks blush and nose crinkles when she smiles, an expression that brightens up any room (or mood). I've noticed her figure as well, though I try to avoid dwelling on it too much. Despite her usual attire, loose fitting sweatshirt and matching pants when she babysits, I've caught glimpses of her bending over or stretching to get something just out of reach. She has pleasant curves under those layers, something even more apparent when she asks for help retrieving an object, and forgets to step back. Her body has accidentally pressed against mine on more than one occasion, leading to more than one cold shower later on.

The outfit she wore today is a little more snug, apparently she came over right after a yoga class. Her green leggings match her eyes compliment her hair, but are stretched so thin across her wide hips and thick thighs they're practically translucent. Above her leggings is an uncovered portion of her belly, my eyes lingering on the shimmering piercing in her navel beneath the waves of her loose sweater. Seems to defeat the purpose of a sweatshirt to have half of it cut off, but the gray attire with her university's logo looks cozy, otherwise.

"Mr. Winter, you're home early!" she said in her usual, sing-song voice.

"Yeah," I replied with a laugh/sigh, "my date and I weren't in the same book, let alone the same page."

She frowned, but her voice sounded chipper as ever, "I'm sorry to hear that."

Not that it was her job to cheer me up, but I don't need feigned pity. Her cheeks flushed again as she walked to me, hips swaying as though she'd pulled something. I smiled at her as she took my hands in hers, those big, emerald eyes looking up at me.

"I'm sure the right girl is closer than you think," she said before giving me a warm hug.

I hugged her back, appreciating the sentiment. Her face rubbed into my chest, and I absolutely felt her breasts as we embraced, but tried to shift my body so as to avoid an embarrassing encounter. My manhood ached for attention, pressing firmly against my pants, and I dreaded her reaction if-

"Oh," she chimed, her hip rubbing directly against the rigid lump straining beneath my pants. "Feels like someone is happy to be home?"

I could feel my cheeks burn red with embarrassment as the one thing I had tried to avoid just happened. But before I could try to explain, her hands drifted from behind me, fingers trailing along the outline of my covered erection. She moaned softly as her slender fingers traced my member, then looked back up into my eyes. A coy smile grew along her full lips.

"You know… I could help with that," she said. The cheer was nearly gone from her voice, replaced almost entirely by airy seduction. I simply looked back at her, mouth agape and stammering. Her hands slowly began tugging at the belt closed around my tan trousers, unclasping it and pulling it free from the loops before sending it to the floor.

My mind was trying to catch up with this sudden turn of events when my pants fell along my legs, leaving nothing but red briefs between this young, attractive woman on her knees, and my throbbing hardness. My cock stiffened further, pushing against the thin fabric of my underwear. It slid along the edge of my briefs, the thick, mushroom-like head poking out. She gasped and pulled my briefs down, exposing my full member before her. Her hand wrapped around my trunk, fingers barely touching her thumb on the other side as she stared at it, wide eyed and mouth agape. I groaned as she began working her hand up and down, my orgasm already drawing near. Didn't take long for pearly beads of precum to bubble at my tip, her tongue lapping out and licking it up before swirling across my bulbous head. I subconsciously grasped her head in one hand, silky strands of red hair covering my fingers as they reached her scalp. She took that as her cue, opening her mouth wide and sliding my girth into her warm, hungry mouth. Her soft, wet tongue slid along the underside of my cock as it disappeared between her lips, teeth grazing across my hardened flesh as her mouth struggled to take my size. She began sucking, her head bobbing back before falling forward, taking me deeper each time.

Ivy gagged against me as I pressed against the back of her throat, but simply continued sucking and bobbing at the half protruding from her face. Her hand worked at the exposed shaft, pumping along feverishly as I helped guide her head back and forth. I was in total bliss, hardly paying attention to anything apart from my rapidly building orgasm until I felt another hand grope my dangling balls. The hand massaging my testicles was notably wet, smearing slick fluid across my skin, the fingers soggy from searching out her own release. I look down and see plump lips wrapped around my saliva coated cock, fingers stroking back and forth between my pelvis and her suckling mouth. Her sweatshirt has been pulled up, hardened nipples poking out under the crumpled fabric on her impressive breasts.

The sights and sensations threw me over the edge, and I grunted as I held her head steady. Strong pulses surge along my cock as I begin unleashing a torrent of cum into her throat. She slurped and gulped as hot, sticky ropes spurted forth, each pulse eliciting another throaty grunt from me. Her hand continued massaging my balls while the other stayed motionless on my throbbing shaft, thumb stroking the underside as I drained into her. I released my suddenly too firm grip in her hair as my orgasm subsided, and she slowly, tantalizingly pulled away. Her lips remained locked around my shaft as it withdrew, the suction increasing as her mouth emptied. My eyes rolled at the sensation of her tongue dancing under my tender pole, and she squeezed every last drop from my manhood before letting it pop free. She looked up at me, still on her knees, and swallowed the last of my load while taking deep breaths.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time," she whispered, flashing me a beautiful smile. "I tried flirting with you… wearing things I knew you'd like… but you still had no idea did you?"

I chuckled a bit, my half hard member still wrapped in her fingers. "I honestly had no idea, fuck!"

"Absolutely!" she exclaimed, hopping to her feet, "but only if you promise to pull out, I'm not on any birth control."

"What?" I asked dumbly, still trying to catch up from her initial revelation.

"Just cum on my tits or tummy, or something," she added, not really clarifying anything as she led me by the rapidly returning erection.

"I, uh," was all I could really work up, my mind completely flustered this whole night. Something finally clicked when we reached the couch, "I have condoms upstairs." It came out as more of a lame statement than anything else, and I worried I'd killed the mood.

"Great, lead the way."

I don't know how we got up the stairs, but it was doubtlessly in record time. I'd pulled my pants up, holding them at the waist until we were in the master bedroom, then proceeded to kick off my shoes and step out of my trousers. Ivy hopped onto the bed, pulling her sweatshirt up and over her head before throwing it to me, gesturing me to the bed with a curling finger. My briefs joined the pants on my way, socks and shirt forming a trail to the king-sized bed. I climbed up onto the mattress, shaking in anticipation as the space between us closed.

Our lips met, tongues swirling together as we moaned our hungry passion. I grasped one of her breasts in my hand, pinching and twisting the stiff nipple softly as she lay back with my body on top of her. Our kiss deepened, her hands reaching, groping, exploring me while I toyed with her ample bosom and slowly worked her leggings down. Eventually I broke our kiss, both hands now focused on the elastic material covering her lower half. I moved down, leaving a trail of kisses along her chest, sucking and nibbling the nipples atop each grapefruit sized breast, licking and kissing further down over her smooth stomach. Her belly button piercing floated up before my eyes as I slid closer to her legs, the scent of her sex driving me more intently, more urgently down.

The leggings fell from the bed as I found myself between her open thighs, her delicate flower slightly parted inches from my face. I brought a hand up, fingers lightly sliding over the small curtains of flesh draped on either side of her inner pink. She exhaled sharply when I applied more pressure, parting my fingers around the budding clit atop her juicy pussy. My heart thundered in my chest as I leaned forward, tongue sliding between my fingers as they spread wider, tasting her nectar before devouring her to climax. I sucked the upper portion of her sex into my mouth, sliding my tongue against her clitorous as my fingers slipped up and down her vulva. Her fingers dug into the short hair on my head as she tried to contain a squeal, her legs tightening around my shoulders at the stimulation. My base desires took over, shaking my head against her body as I slid a finger into her narrow tunnel. Another finger joined, then a third as I sucked and tongue lashed the girl into ecstasy, her moans growing louder as the fluids escaping between her legs increased. I probed and curled my fingers inside her, tossing her deeper into the agony of delight, until she began pulling at my head.

"Oh! Stop," she breathlessly pleaded, spasming and twitching on the sheets. I ascended her body, my hands pressing into the mattress over her shoulders. She sent a shaky hand to my chest as she rode out the crashing waves of climax, her other arm draped over her eyes. My erection had become stronger than ever with her flavor stuck to my tongue, and the sight of her naked, glistening body spasming beneath me. I pushed off the bed and kneeled at her feet, watching her slowly recover.

"OK," she breathed, seemingly ready to continue. I reached out and took each of her legs in one hand, then pulled her to me.

"Wait, the condom," she reminded me.

I blinked through my primal urges and nodded. With the dexterity of an acrobat I rolled off the bed and found my footing by the nightstand. An overeager hand nearly pulled the drawer completely out, but managed to retrieve a foil package. "They're a little old," I said, turning back to her.

Ivy looked from the wrapper in my hand to the solid ten inches of meat pointing at her, "I don't fucking care. Just put it on and fuck me."

I tore the foil open and pulled out the thin latex condom. Pinching the tip and positioning at the end of my cock made me realize it was backwards, so I turned it around and tried again. The condom rolled down my length, clinging to my girth almost too tightly as I tossed the wrapper aside.

"Please, take me…" she pleaded as I climbed back between her legs. Her urgency fueled my desire as I guided the wrapped meat down with one hand, holding her at the hip with the other. My thick head pushed against her narrow opening, and slowly sunk in, spreading her lips wide around it. She groaned at the penetration, sheets clenched firmly in her hands as inch after inch split into her. Her back arched, tremendous breasts rising from the bed as my manhood spread her tender interior. Shallow breaths struggled into her lungs as my pelvis pushed against hers, my full length enveloped within her body.

The condom made these sensations a bit dull for me, which was admittedly disappointing. It would surely have been wonderful to experience the warmth and constricting tightness of her unprotected pussy, but the initial penetration was astonishing regardless. I pulled her up onto my knees, her breast at my chest and our lips once again merging as I allowed her time to accommodate my size. Her lips left mine when I slowly lifted her, and I nibbled the nape of her neck as I brought her back down. My hips rocked back and forth with each motion, and before long we were really going at it.

She rode my lap until I decided we were ready for another position, and I brought her back to a lying position. Her ankles barely reached my shoulders, ass slightly elevated as I began pounding into her. I smiled at her "O" face, climax sweeping over her as I found her deepest reaches, my thumb rubbing her clit as I thrusted. Her toes curled, chest flushing as red as her face, eyes rolling, and mouth widening into a near grimace as her orgasm consumed her, and I sent long, hard thrusts into her. Every inward thrust hesitated before withdrawing, and I made sure to jiggle my hips against her before pulling away. I took mercy eventually, and plunged fully inside until the orgasm subsided, busying my hands with her breasts, nipples, and neck while waiting. She jerked against me when my tongue circled around her nipple, and I smiled as I took that as instruction to stop.

After a few moments of breathing heavily and more full body spasms, she was ready for more. I guided her onto all fours and came up behind her, pulling the condom firmly onto my cock before sliding back inside. My hands grasped her hips as I thrust from behind, my balls swinging up against her sex with every forward motion. She was falling apart, on the verge of climax again within seconds, her arms giving out and upper body dropping back to the bed. Long, deep moans rolled from her mouth as I pounded into elevated pussy, using my arms to guide her away with each backwards movement, and slamming her back onto me every time my hips shot forward. The bed creaked and groaned beneath us, headboard scratching against the wall, and she came with a shriek which was fortunately muffled by a pillow she'd managed to grab.

I felt the restrictive latex cover break around my plunging meat as she came. Her warm, wet, constricting walls taking the place of the condom as my cock was greeted by the eye rolling pleasure of flesh on flesh contact. She was too lost in ecstasy to notice the thin layer of protection fail, and I was now all too near climax to possess enough cognitive ability to pull out. Instead, the only thought, only instinct, was to breed. I held her firmly against me, my hips pushing forward and lifting her knees off the bed as my buried cock erupted into her now unprotected pussy. Her shriek of climax grew higher when she felt my thickness pulsate within her, and I groaned as what felt like gallons of potent sperm flooded into her young body.

The climax we shared began to subside, and she relaxed onto the bed, my spent cock sliding from her. Her body slumped to the mattress, where she lay contentedly. I looked at my manhood, softening after truly incredible sex, and stared at the torn, shriveled condom still clinging to the ring around the base of my cock. Semen drooled from my tip, and juices coated her inner thighs. "We, uh," I started, unsure how to finish. She rolled lazily to me, hazy eyes looking into my face. "We had a little accident," I continued, pulling the broken condom off.

Her eyes widened for a brief moment as realization hit, then seemed to shrug it off. "Guess we won't have to bother being careful next time, then," she replied, beckoning me to her with a curling finger. I complied happily, laying over her as our lips locked once more. At least I know she's good with kids.

[darkstarerotica]

Sabrina’s Bus Ride Home

Sabrina lived in the city, but her parents lived a few hours away. Visits surmounted to boring bus rides home. Taking hours at a time. Night time rides were the most boring of all. Dark with nothing to look at. Just the hum of the bus blocked out by the music in her ears from headphones worn to close out the sounds and apply some level of distraction. Her vivid imagination would keep her busy for the rest of the trip. Often fantasizing about some stranger taking her to the last seats on the bus and having his way with her. Sometimes while her imagination was deep in fantasy she would slip her hand up her dress and silently play with herself. Turned on even more by how deliciously naughty it all was.

On her current trip home she had noticed one man in particular. He was slender and had long hair. Mysterious looking. She thought he was cute and loved that he was dressed in all black. She wondered if he might be kinky and her imagination started to roam. Headphones on her imagination took hold. She imagined that she he took her to the back row. Forced her head down into his lap as he unzipped his pants. She imagined his fingers finding her wetness and then him sliding her onto his erect cock. She slowly grinding into him until they both silently cum. His cum oozing out from her down her bare legs… She had slid her finger into her pussy. Imaging all of this. She wore a short black dress just for this purpose. A thong so she could easily push it aside.

She was horror stricken when she glanced at the seat across from her. It was no longer unoccupied but filled instead with the very stranger she had been fantasizing about. He glanced at her at the same time. “Oh fuck” she thought “I will be mortified if he noticed”. But he just smiled and turned back to peering into the darkness. Sabrina sighed a long sigh of release. Sometime went by and she felt eyes on her. She glanced and he smiled again. Reflexively she smiled back and she was surprised to see him getting up and coming over to her.

But there was no surprise in this really. Sabrina was adorable. Her parents were from Singapore and she had dark hair, nearly black eyes. Her petite form accentuated by her short black summer dress. He moved over next to her “sorry to intrude but these long bus rides can be so boring”… “oh, you are American” Sabrina responded “yes! Visiting family “he responded “where are we eve going?” he asked.

The small talk continued for a while, they talked about family, Australia, the US. Then at a certain moment Michael leaned in and whispered in her ear “I saw you touching yourself… were you thinking about me?” She silently nodded. He placed his hand deftly up her skirt. Her pussy wet from before when she was fingering herself shamelessly. Wetter now talking to this handsome stranger.

She nodded a little. His fingers exploring her… deep into het wetness. “here” he said as he gently guided her head down. He had unzipped his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. “Suck it” he whispered as his finger penetrated her pussy. Her mouth lowered on his cock. A dream come true she thought. As her tongue licked his head and then slowly descended down his shaft. He moaned a little while his fingers pushed inside her. First one then two… then a third on her clit.

After a while of Sabrina sucking on him and her pussy now aching to be filled she pushed herself up. Moved on top of him and pushing her thong aside lowered herself on his cock. It pushed eagerly inside her filling her. “That’s it you little slut… fuck my hard cock” Michael said underneath her. She road him silently. He occasionally whispered something in her ear. At one point she glanced over. It seemed the bus driver had caught her eye. But she was not sure. At another point she let out a small moan. One of the guys on the bus a couple rows up turned around to look. Not sure what he was seeing he turned back.

Michael had caught that little moment. He whispered “get his attention… have him come over and suck his cock while you ride me”. “Fuck” she thought “what a dream come true” She moaned again in part in pleasure, in part to get the attention of the stranger. He looked back. A little more eagerly this time. She dug her hips into Michael’s crotch. Letting his hard dick stretch her completely. Moaning more she raised her hand and gestured for the man to come over. “What is this?” He said. With a second gesture of her finger he was determined to find out.

He came over and sized up the situation. Her tight body stretched over Michael’s lap. Her skirt dress still covering his penetrating cock and her wet pussy. She removed the straps of her dress and exposed her perky breasts and then with the gyrating of her hips he knew full well what she was up to. She reached a hand out to his crotch and felt his already hard cock. Licking her lips she unbuttoned his pants and pulled him over. Sliding his cock out and into her mouth as she now started to fuck herself on Michael’s cock. She was no longer worried to hide it. She wanted them all to see.

She heard motion on the bus around her. Bodies shifting moving. The man that she was pleasuring with her mouth and tongue started to moan. Michael was pushing her head down on his cock. She felt hands now at her side. Someone else had come up and was caressing her breasts and back. The stranger started to thrust into her mouth moaning loudly he came quickly with a loud “fuck” Sabrina took his thick heavy load without spilling a drop. It felt like he had not cum in months his load was so big and full. A hand grabbed hers and placed it on another hard cock. Presumably the person that had been rubbing her back and tits. She stroked him till he came forward and started to fuck her face. A nameless, faceless cock. Using her mouth completely.

He too came rather quickly. More people. More voices. She could tell now that the entire bus had moved in her direction. She glanced up, She couldn’t believe Michael was still fucking her. His stamina was off the charts. She glanced to the front of the bus. The only thing illuminated were the eyes of the bus driver. Staring at the action in the rear-view mirror. She had a moment of being self-conscious. He was her driver on most of her trips home. No one she found remotely attractive. He was some sort of typical overweight middle aged dad looking person. But she could tell his eyes were locked on the action.

She leaned back into Michael. “Cum for me, cum deep inside my pussy” He lost all control and said in her ear “god your pussy is so wet and tight” then he let out a long groan as he emptied himself into her.

‘My turn with our little slut” She heard someone say as hands lifted her up off of Michael’s still throbbing cock. They pulled her into the aisle. One taking her from the front another from the back. She took it all. Moaning and cumming time and time again. But they couldn’t let her quit. She had no idea how many men it had even been. But cum now covered her face and ass and dripped from her pussy. She was drunk on the entire experience.

She felt the bus lurch to a stop. Hands grabbed her and she felt herself being carried off the bus. It was a bus stop deserted in the late night. One of the strangers laid down on the bus stop bench and pulled her on top. Other men circling her. Her hands placed on the unknown cocks around her. Another started to use her mouth as the man on the bench thrust himself into her. She was now just fully their toy, and they did anything they wanted to her. Out of the fog the bus driver approached her. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Forcing it down her throat. “You little slut. I have jerked off so many times to what I wanted to do to your little body” He barely lasted any time. He had probably not felt a woman’s mouth in years. The men underneath her changed multiple times. She only felt herself a vessel for them. Pussy, mouth and hands. She had no idea how many it had been.

A familiar voice behind her. “You’re such a perfect little slut you have me hard again” it was Michael. Again whispering in her ear. I’ve had your mouth and pussy. Now I want to feel what that tight little asshole feels like. “No” She barley protested. “I’ve never been fucked in the ass before” “A little slut like you will love it, especially have two dicks inside you at the same time” More hands on her head. Filling her mouth with another cock, there was no way for her to protest further. Michael slid his cock in easily. Her pussy and ass were so wet from her juices and all the cum inside her and on her. She pushed back her head “Fuck, oh my god, oh my god” The feeling of being filled completely was almost too much. She came again instantly. Now the men would cheer each time she came. All the hands and voices. People praising her, calling her a good girl, a slut, a whore and anything else that came to mind.

Finally, it was just Michael punishing her ass and the man beneath her. Everyone else had spent themselves fully. They let out their final moans. Both cumming inside her. She laid there. Her body spasming. She had never been fucked even closely that hard before. She was a mess of sweat, saliva and cum. They peeled off of her. Some of the men gave her a rub Complimented her. Told them how good she was. How amazing she had felt. A towel was brought for her. She cleaned herself up as best she could. Found her dress. When was it even taken off. They all settled down and boarded the bus again. Almost entirely silent.

They made the rest of the journey as if it never happened. Her parents met her at the bus station. “Why were you so late?” her dad asked. “mechanical problems” she responded. Her mother answered with “you look a mess sweetie”

“Mom it’s been a long day”