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An Edited Life, Part 1

The hot bath was a welcome friend.
My eyes closed as my body sank into the deep tub, the lavender and chamomile-infused water seemingly embracing me as I inched into it, sighing softly as my frame nestled against the tub’s bottom.
It had been a hectic six months. Nearly a year earlier, a developer contacted me about coming to work in a planned community along the Indiana bank of the Ohio River, not terribly far from my hometown. The idea intrigued me, less for its proximity to home than for the town that was being built from nothing but gently-rolling hills and the challenges of the position I’d been offered.
When Alan Mercer first shared his vision, I was, admittedly, skeptical. He’d acquired five square miles of somewhat desolate land, several miles upstream from Louisville, Kentucky. On it, he was developing what could best be described as a playground for the youthful and educated. From the mixed-used buildings – with restaurants and retail and street level and apartments and condos above – to the sprawling riverfront park with its golf course, softball fields and amphitheater; to the winery and you-pick-it farm at the site’s fringe; to the enclosed water taxis that went back and forth to downtown Louisville, Mercer had seemingly thought of everything.
My role was to serve as the assistant editor of the development-owned media, keeping residents and visitors abreast of anything and everything that had to do with The Meadows at River’s Edge. The job was a hybrid of journalism and public relations, but about eighty-five percent of the development’s adults and a fast-growing number of its visitors were plugged in to our work, and neither its importance or its salary and significant perks were lost on me.
As my body absorbed the water’s warmth, it struck me how little I was plugged in to my new hometown. Several months had passed between Mercer’s offer and the actual move, and now six months into my new life, I realized I was living an endless procession of ten- to twelve-hour work days, with little to no human interaction after leaving the office.
That had to change.
My thoughts began to drift more deeply into my loneliness. The only man I’d really given a second look during the past six months was Andre Gregory, my editor. About five years older than me, Andre is a rock-solid six-foot-three, with a shaved head and crystal-clear chocolate skin. His smooth, deep voice is the sort one would want melting them to sleep night after night.
At times, the little smiles that often accompany Andre’s glances seemed knowing, almost taunting, causing my tummy to flutter slightly. Even as he’d always interacted with me as a gentleman, his look – THE look – often made me wonder what he was thinking.
But Andre was not only a co-worker, he was my boss. Tempted? Yes. But I could never let it happen.
As my bath lingered, I noticed the water cooling. No longer was steam drifting from its surface and a chill was beginning to run through me. Grudgingly climbing from the tub, I wrapped towels around my body and head and walked into bedroom, surprised to find that more than thirty minutes had passed since I’d sought refuge in the water.
Tonight, I was going out. This playground in which I’d found myself had become a lonely place, and with the awakening of spring and having the weekend off, this wasn’t a Friday night to be wasted as so many others had been since my arrival.
It’s been so long since my last night out, I felt almost inept to dress myself athletic, five-foot-nine frame for anything other than a day at the office. After what seemed like an eternity of indecision, my hand reached into the closet and came out with a hanger that contained a blue, floral-print figure-skater dress. Admittedly, it was almost too short, its skirt reaching just below my tush. But, hey, one can’t afford to spend a rare evening out unnoticed.
It was but a 10-minute walk from my apartment to the club at which I’d decided to spend the evening it. Strolling along the river, it struck me that I was turning some heads as others passed, including one poor bastard whose wife or girlfriend rewarded his glance at me with an open-handed slap to the back of his head.
The journey was both unsettling and gratifying.
The music from Escape was noticeable from about half a block away, its pulse growing louder with each step. The lobby was crowded as was the club itself, but an open table next to the dance floor beckoned, so I sat, relaxed, ordered a vodka and cranberry juice and began taking everything in.
Journalists are awful about mentally picking people apart, perhaps as a defense mechanism as much as anything. As my gaze flowed around the club, I began to analyze the people around me. That man with the tacky gold chains and his shirt open by about two buttons too many ought to head straight back to 1975 where he belongs. The fifty-something woman just a tad overweight for the spandex in which she was clad was probably mistaken to be hitting on twenty-something men.
Time passed and several drinks had flowed through my lips, and it suddenly struck me that a Friday night at home in front of the television might not have been a bad idea.
It was approaching midnight and nearly two hours had been wasted at the club. It was becoming more and more obvious that with no hope of companionship in sight and after having finished off a couple of drinks, it might be time to leave.
“How interesting,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear, from behind, “my dormant flower has emerged from her hole with the spring’s warmth.”
Though I turned my head, it wasn’t necessary to see my editor before I knew it was he who had teased me, using my dress’s print as imagery to poke fun at my lack of socialization.
His hand reached over my shoulder, grabbing one of the empty glasses on the table at which I sat, lifting it to his nose and taking a breath before snickering, “Drinking vodka and cranberry juice alone while surrounded by people; how absolutely typical of you.”
Though a smile crossed my lips, the emptiness I felt outside of work had become a bit painful. I grabbed my purse from the table, stood and turned, muttering, “I was just leaving actually,” only to feel his hand against my tummy as he said, “Oh no you don’t. You spend six months doing nothing but working and you think you’re heading home at eleven on a Friday night when you’ve the weekend off?”
My tummy fluttered slightly at his touch, and I glanced at him and said, “You won’t let me leave?”
He said nothing, smiling as he shook his head, grabbing my purse and returning it to the table before sitting in the chair across from me. Andre then motioned for the waitress standing nearby, ordering another vodka and cranberry for me and a Woodford Reserve on the rocks for himself.
Andre reached across the table, taking my hand in his, briefly saying nothing as he looked at me.
“Not once can I remember you mentioning a date, socializing, anything that would lead me to believe you’ve allowed yourself to enjoy a life outside of our work,” he said.
His observation did nothing for my self-confidence, and I caught myself struggling to find the right words with which to respond.
“The opportunities just haven’t been there,” I said, immediately realizing how hollow my words sounded.
“No,” he said. “The opportunities are there, you’ve just not taken advantage of them.”
Our drinks arrived, and I quickly grabbed my glass, lifting it to my lips before I said something else that left me coming across like a child making poorly-engineered excuses for unacceptable behavior.
“Look around us,” Andre continued. “It’s Friday night, the club is packed with people and I found you sitting here alone. If I had to guess, I’d say you picking them apart, person by person, so that you had a prefabricated veto in hand, in the event that any of them dared approach you.”
I caught myself – barely – before I spit my drink on the table.
“That’s exactly what I’d been doing,” I said with a smirk, realizing how observant Andre had been of my personality during the past half year.
The chat – which was more a polite lecture than anything – continued, with Andre chiding me for burying myself in my work when it wasn’t necessary for me to work at all, given that the trust my parents had set up for me afforded me considerably more financial independence than a career in journalism ever would.
What bothered me most about Andre’s friendly rant was that he left me with no room to object, so I listened somewhat helplessly as he methodically laid out what was wrong with my life.
With our glasses nearly empty, Andre ordered more drinks, but before they arrived, he stood and motioned for me to join him, taking me by the hand and leading me to the dance floor. My first few steps with him were awkward, between the drinks I’d already had and the rarity with which I wore heels.
Andre led me to an open spot on the floor, turned me around so that my back was to him, wrapped his thick, muscular arms around me and guided my body against his as we began to sway together.
Had this man not been my boss, what had happened wouldn’t have bothered me a bit, but here I was, in public and with his arms wrapped tight around me. What if a co-worker popped in? How many of these people had seen both our photos scattered throughout our work?
As these thoughts flowed through my mind, Andre’s hands slid down my sides, grabbing my hips and pulling my ass against his pelvis. Even with my embarrassment, my spine tingled at the attention and almost instinctively, I pressed back against him and gave my hips a playful little shimmy, only to have him lean forward and with that velvet-like voice purr, “Tonight, you’re going to socialize.”
We’d danced for nearly an hour, and I’d felt almost as if I were being publicly displayed before Andre very calmly said, “Now we can go.”
“We?” I replied. “It’s no trouble to walk home. It’s not that far.”
He smirked as he took my hand and led me back past the tabled where my purse – and our untouched drinks – sat. I grabbed my bag and followed him out the door and down the street to his Wrangler, climbing in as he opened the door for me before he entered on the other side.
“You’re coming to my place,” Andre said, as he started the car.
My head turned toward him as I replied, “Pardon? That strikes me as inappropriate.”
He nodded as he softly said, “Yes, it is,” his tone an almost mocking one.
Had Andre not been my boss, none of this would have been a conflict for me. He is a stunning, confident and cerebral, strong in every sense of the word.
As he drove, my mind struggled to grasp what was happening. After half a year of a social void, how was it possible that I’d just spent an hour unexpectedly dancing with my editor and was now even more unexpectedly in his car, tingling from having a bit too much vodka, heading to his house?
Andre pulled into his garage and clicked the remote on his visor, closing the door behind us. He exited the Wrangler, walked around its backside and opened the door for me, and then I followed him into his home.
We walked into his living room and stood behind what appeared to be a fairly expensive leather sofa. His arms wrapped around me again, this time pulling me toward him face-to-face and our lips met, first fluttering together before mine opened and his tongue slid into my mouth, causing me to moan into his as my heart began to race and a vaguely familiar warmth began to build within me.
Instinctively, I struggled, even as the moment was enjoyable. “He’s my boss,” was the thing that kept running through my mind. Andre apparently sensed my hesitation, my doubt, grabbing me all the harder and kissing me that much more passionately.
The kiss lingered, and my mouth felt full as his tongue slowly snaked within it. So focused was I on what Andre was doing with to mouth that I’d failed to notice that he’d grabbed my dress’s hem and was lifting it up my body, and that my arms had risen over my head without me even realizing it. It was only when he broke the kiss – my bra-less breasts exposed to the room’s cool air – to lift the flowery blue garment over my head that I actually became aware of what was happening.
So there I was, standing in Andre’s living room wearing nothing but a blue satin thong and nearly perfectly-matching, heeled sandals.
“Lose the shoes,” he said, and I nodded, lifting each foot, in turn, before tossing the sandals toward where my dress lay on the floor.
Andre slowly turned me, leaving me facing the sofa’s back. His hand found the middle of my back, bending me forward, and my own hands grabbed the sofa, leaving me bent at the hips and nervously stammering, “W-W-What are you …” before he shushed me.
The few seconds that passed seemed like an eternity. I could feel Andre looking at me, inspecting me before I jerked forward as a sharp sting exploded within me, his hard black hand having come crashing onto my ass. He laughed when a high-pitched whimper passed through my lips then said, “I told you back at the club you were going socialize tonight.”
My grip on the sofa tightened, expecting to be spanked again, but nothing happened. As my fingers relaxed, another slap shot through the air when he struck my other bun, this time hard enough that my knees buckled and I squealed, “Holy shit!” as I struggled to hold myself up.
That my rump was burning didn’t stop Andre from groping it with his powerful hands. As he kneeled behind me, his palms rotated, his fingers having been pointed toward the floor while he was standing, then ending up pointed toward my back by the time he reached his knees.
He slipped his forefingers into my panties’ waistband and pulled them over my hips, drawing them down my legs. As they reached my ankles, I lifted first one foot, then the other, stepping out of them. Andre’s hands returned to my ass, pulling me open and then he smirked, “I am soooooooo gonna enjoy this.”
As he kneeled behind me, he took a slow, deep breath as his nose hovered oh so close. My legs trembled as his warm exhale flowed through my crotch, and it struck me that his nostrils had to be filled with my musk. His grip on my ass tightened and he pulled me open even further, to the point that it strained me enough so that I rolled to the balls of my feet.
Again, seconds passed and nothing happened before he jolted me again with the flutter of his tongue against my folds. I dared not release my grip on the sofa’s back, and my body began to writhe with his licks, and I could hear him chuckle as he teased me with his lapping at my pussy.
As Andre’s tongue flowed through my vulva, the guilt within me grew. It was nearing 2 a.m. on Saturday and my editor’s face was in my snatch and my honey was dripping onto his eager tongue. How the hell would we face each other at the office on Monday?
Having been lost in my remorse, I’d not even noticed that Andre had stood up till I looked over my shoulder and saw that he’d been upright long enough to shed his clothes and toss them to the floor to our left. When he brushed up behind me, a gasp escaped my lips as I felt his rigid shaft against my tush as he leaned forward, guiding my hands from the sofa’s back and bending me completely over it.
The cold leather made be break out in goose bumps, despite the heat that raged within me. My areolas were rock-hard at the ends of my full, round breasts and Andre’s hands found those spots where the backs of my thighs joined my buttocks, his thumbs pointing inward and pulling me open, as he deeply, calmly said, “I’m about to change your life, Gabi.”
He held me open as the head of his thick, brown cock hovered at my entrance, as if he instinctively knew I’d never had a black man inside me, as if he wanted to give me a moment to ponder what he was about to do to me.
And then, it happened.
With one vicious thrust, Andre filled me, his pelvis crashing hard into my white ass as my warm, slick womb engulfed every last inch of him, his cock’s crown stabbing my cervix. I’d never felt so full, and my scalp began to tingle beyond the voda’s effect as his hands slipped to my hips, grabbing them firmly as he began to slide in and out, my lips emitting intermittent moans as he began to use my body for his pleasure.
The tickle from my crotch was overwhelming, resonating through me from head to toe as he flowed back and forth, my slit dripping its nectar down the back of the couch I was bent over with the longest, thickest cock I’d ever taken making itself at home inside me after having gone so many months without.
As Andre pounded me again and again, my guilt gave way to raw, primal lust. No man had ever robbed me of control and used me this way, and I found myself savoring the moment, as if falling into a trance.
“Fuck the shit out of me!” I growled, the words escaping me before I’d even realized it.
“All … weekend … long,” he calmly replied, hammering me all the harder.
My feet lifted from the floor, my legs drawing up as Andre’s prick filled me again and again, my weight teetering on the couch’s back, my head spinning as I wondered whether he was serious, whether I’d spend the weekend with him between my legs, digging myself an even deeper hole before the new work week began.
As my body rocked atop the sofa, Andre’s hand slammed against my ass again and a shriek passed through my lips, his cock likely the only thing from keeping me from falling over.
My sense of time was lost as Andre impaled me unmercifully, seemingly thousands of times, to the point that my snatch ached and convulsed as it never had before, only a brief glance at the clock bringing me to the realization that it was after 3.
He groaned as his rod began to twitch violently, deep inside me.
Andre didn’t withdraw immediately, holding himself in me long enough that his prick began to soften. When he finally slid out, my legs uncurled and my feet again touched the floor, and his jizz began to run down my inner thighs.
He guided me around to face him again and I looked up at his ebony face, blushing deep red as I muttered, “All weekend long?”
“Yes,” he said confidently as he nodded, “As I said, I’m going to change your life.”
Andre grabbed my hand and led me down the hall to his bedroom, and I nuzzled against him as we drifted to sleep, my mind filled with hazy images of what the rest of the weekend might hold.

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Me and my wife Jess had been talking about having a threesome for awhile. She was into the idea she just wanted to find the right person.
Well it was a Friday early afternoon, I had the day off Jess was at work and our 12 year old daughter Kim was at school. I was sitting on the couch thinking about a threesome with Jess. It was making my cock rock hard. Me and Jess had always been on the naughty side and I got an idea.
I grabbed my cell phone and pulled out my cock. I snapped a picture and sent it to her. The thought of her checking it with one of her female co-workers around to accidently see it got me even hornier.
My phone chirped.
“Nice!!!!!!” It said back
she was in a naughty mood. this was going to be fun.
“I wish your lips were wrapped around it right now!” I texted back
“So do I!!” the reply came back
“Anyone nearby want a taste?”
“Sarah said she wants to suck it to”
I didnt remember her mentioning a Sarah, she must be new. I wonder how hot she is.
“I cant wait to watch you two pass it back and forth.”
“Neither can I!!”
“So who gets it in there pussy first?” I asked
“Oh god ME!!”
“How do you want it?”
“I want to ride it!”
“Very nice! How does Sarah want my cock?”
“She wants to ride it to.”
“Mmmmm cant wait!”
“Neither can we!”
“where do I get to cum?”
“In Sarah’s pussy she’s on the pill.”
“I cant wait to shoot my cum deep in her pussy.”
“She says she’s already wet just thinking about it!!”
“Can she come over tonight?”
“Yes”
“Mmmm see you when you get home.”
“Cant wait!!”
I put the phone down.
This was going to be so hot! It would be easy to get Jess to spend the night at a friends and hot threesome here we come!!
The next hour crawled by. I made sure to not play around so I’d have plenty stored up to blast inside Sarah’s pussy.
I heard the car pull in the driveway. Jess always picked up Kim from school since she had to drive by there anyways. I was hoping Jess already made up a cover story for why Sarah was with her and maybe even already dropped her off at a friends house. The door opened and Jess walked in.
“This sucks!” she said as she walked in.
“What sucks?”
My phone chirped in my pocket. Hmm wonder who was texting me.
“I have to go back in and work a double. I just came home to bring Kim home from school.”
“Aww that sucks.”
No threesome! damnit!
I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
“Where here!!!” the text said
“Umm honey where’s your phone?”
“Huh? Oh Kim took it for the day.” She turned for the door “Oh I picked up her friend Sarah to. She said you said it was ok for her to come over. Well gotta run!” She gave me a kiss and rushed out.
“dont cause any trouble girls.” she said to the girls as she passed them on the way out.
Kim and Sarah walked in.
My head was spinning so much I thought I was going to pass out. I sat in the kitchen chair to stabalize my self.
“Daddy I never knew you felt that way.” Kim said kneeling down in front of me.
“Honey I..”
I was cut off by Sarah leaning down and planting her lips on mine. Her lips tasted like strawberry and were so soft I fell under her spell and kissed back.
Part of my brain felt the tug on my shorts but I couldnt break the intoxication of Sarah’s lips. I felt Kim’s hand wrap around my hard cock and I pulled away from Sarah.
“Honey you can..” I was cut off again by her soft little lips sliding over my swollen head and down my shaft.
“Oooooooh wow!” I gasped
She started sliding her lips up and down my shaft and I swear my cock got even harder. It was pure bliss. My brain was screaming for me to stop but my body gave my brain a KO punch and he was down for the count.
“You are the coolest dad EVER!” Sarah said as she knelt down next to Kim
Kim lifted off my cock and Sarah leaned in. Kim pointed my cock to her and she slid her mouth over my cock. I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat as her lips almost made it to the base of my cock and her tounge lapped at the underside of my shaft. She had definetly done this before!
“Oh jesus!” I groaned
She slid back up then down again this time pushing harder. Her eyes squeezed shut and my cock slid further into her throat. Her lips closed around the very bottom of my shaft. She held it there for a moment running her tounge under my cock. Then she squeezed her lips tightly and slid them all the way off my cock slowly. She looked up at me and smiled
“Girl where have you been my whole life!” I gasped
Kim shot Sarah a glare then I realized I probably shouldnt have said that.
“Ready to go for a ride?” I asked Kim as she reached for my cock.
Both the girls jumped up and started shedding clothes. I’m sure my jaw was on the floor as I watched there bodies come into view. It was pure perfection! Kim boobs where just a touch fuller and her hips were just a little more rounded then Sarah’s. Her inner pussy lips were tucked neatly inside leaving her smooth pussy looking like two pillowy mounds with a line up the middle. Jess on the other hand had very pink inner lips hanging out.
Kim swung her leg over and stood over my lap. She looked down and put her fingers on her pussy lips. She spread her lips open and I swear I heard organ music and saw a beam of light. She was so pink and fresh looking I was almost dumbfounded. I didnt think it was possible for a pussy to look that good! I could see her juices glistening.
She lowered down and moved her hips so the head of my cock met directly with her spread lips. The tip of my cock pressed gently against her wet hole and she let her pussy lips go. They closed back up and held the tip of my cock in place. She moved her hands to my shoulder and looked into my eyes.
I could see fear. She pushed down gently and the head of my cock spread her hole open. She stopped and whinced in pain.
“Honey we dont have to do this.”
“I want to!” She almost snapped at me
She started pushing down harder and bit her lip. The head of my cock pushed in deeper and I thought my cock was going to snap right off. Her pussy was so tight I found it hard to belive she could even pee. She grunted and pushed down a little more and my cock hit a wall. She gasped and stopped.
“Honey..” I started to say and she shot me a dont even say it look.
She started taking deep breaths her chest was heaving up and down. Then with no warning she took a really big breath, held it and slammed down.
For a second I thought my cock WAS going to snap in two but it broke thru and plunged into her fiery hot insanely tight pussy. She landed with enough force to make her tits bounce.
She was panting hard and fast and her eyes were full of pain. She started to lift up and whinced again. I put her hands on her hips and held her down. I could feel her heart beat throbbing inside her pussy.
“Just sit still honey.” I told her softly.
I leaned back a little and ran my hands up her sides gently rubbing with my fingertips, she let out a little sigh. My fingers traced over the top of her breasts. Her eyes were now closed. I ran them down between her breasts then back around. I continued the circles until I got to her nipples then gently but firmly pinched both of them.
She gasped loudly and her body trembled. I stole a look over at Sarah and she had one foot up on a chair watching us and shoving 2 fingers in and out of her pussy.
I leaned down and traced my tounge around her nipples and moved my hands to her back. I used my nails and gently dragged them down her back from her kneck to her waist. She gasped and arched her back shoving her firm breast into my mouth. I sucked on her right nipple as I ran my fingernails down her back again. Then traced a line with my tounge over to her left nipple and gave it a suck and a flick with my tounge.
I moved my mouth up kissing as I went to her kneck. I brushed her hair aside and pecked kisses all over her kneck. She was panting hard now. I bit down gently on her kneck and she whimpered.
I felt she was ready so I stood up picking her up with me. I sat her on the edge of the table.
“Lay back sweety.” I told her
She laid back staring up at me. I lifted her feet up over my shoulders for support and reached a hand around her leg and down between. I rubbed my thumb gently around the top of her pussy and it got drenched. I mean she was like a lake of pussy juice she was so wet. I found her firm little clit. As soon as my thumb brushed against it she gasped and flinched. I started to gently rub my thumb back and forth over it and she started whimpering. I slowly slid my cock most of the way out of her pussy and her eyes popped open and looked up at me, like she was pleading with me. I had no intentions on pulling out all the way.
The gun was loaded it was time to pull the trigger.
I pushed my thumb down on her clit and she took a deep breath. I started to rub fast and I thrust my cock all the way into her.
“AAAHHHHH!!!!” She yelled out.
Her hands slammed down on the table to her sides and I saw veins popping out of her hands as she grabbed hold of the edges.
I pulled my cock out and slammed it back in still rubbing her clit fast.
Her head tossed back and her back arched and her pussy slammed even tighter onto my cock. She let out a primal gutteral almost growl. I pushed my cock in deep and held it as her pussy released and started to just pulse on my cock. I let go of her clit and just held my cock deep inside her.
Her body released and she went limp on the table. I saw the color rush back to her knuckles as she let go of the edges of the table. Her chest was heaving up and down and she stared up at me.
I leaned over her now sweaty body and pressed my lips against hers. She parted hers slightly and we shared a slow but deep kiss. I broke the kiss and she opened her eyes looking into mine.
“I love you sweety.” I said softly
“I love you to daddy.” She said back
“Awww how sweet!”
I almost jumped, I had totally forgot Sarah was there. I shook my head and straightened back upright. I looked down and watched as I slid my cock slowly out of Kim’s pussy. Kim let out a long
“ooooooo”
as my cock slid all the way out. I watched her pussy hole snap back shut then sat back on the chair. Kim didnt move she just laid there.
“Holy shit girl!” Sarah said looking at my lap. “You’re like a friggen gyser or something!”
I looked down and my whole waist and upper legs were soaked.
Sarah didnt seem to mind though and swung her leg over. Between Kim’s juices and her own from her fingering while she waited, and her obvious experience, my cock pushed its way all the way inside her without much of a fight. She was still on the tight side though.
“Oooo that’s nice!” She cooed
She put her hands on my shoulders and started bouncing on my lap.
“Oh oh oh” I grunted with each landing.
She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.
“I looove your cock!” She almost yelled
It only took her a couple minutes.
“YES!!” She yelled out and I felt her pussy squeeze on my cock.
She pushed down on my lap and ground her hips in a circle letting out a low groan. Then she picked back up and started bouncing hard on my lap. The slap slap slap was getting very loud and squishy now.
“Cum in my pussy!” She groaned
I was almost there.
“Fill me with cum!” She almost yelled
“Almost there!!” I groaned
She slammed down on my lap and I felt her flex her pussy muscles. That did it!
“Oh fuck!” I grunted
My cock went into utter convulsions. I swear I almost blacked out from the pleasure.
“Oh yeah! Oh fill me up!” Sarah cheered
I dug my nails into her hips as my hip thrust up with every soul rocking spasm. I hadnt cum that hard in.. well actually never. My cock throbbed inside her for a good several minutes pumping her full of cum.
I let out a sigh of relief. Sarah leaned in grabbing my head and locked me in a sloppy french kiss.
“Well I have to get home before mom starts to freak out!” She said and got off my lap.
She pulled her clothes back on and walked over by the table.
“you still with us?” She asked Kim waving her hand over her face
“Uh huh.” I heard Kim mutter
She turned back to me.
“Well Mr. G, anytime you want to fill my pussy with cum just let me know!”
She looked down in my lap again.
“Mmm that is one nice cock!” She said and was out the door.
I got up grabbing a hand towel that I made a mental note to throw away later and wiped myself down. I walked over to Kim.
“How you holding up?” I asked her
“I cant move.” She said
I let out a little laugh.
She lifted her arm up off the table maybe 2 inches and it flopped back down.
“wow you’re wiped!” I said “Ok bedroom shuttle coming up!”
I leaned over and scopped my arms under her back and lifted her upright. I lowered down and put her arms over my shoulder and lifted her up holding under her butt. she was literaly dead weight, luckily only 95 pounds of it. I got to her bedroom and reached down tugging her blanket aside and laid her in bed. I pulled the covers over her and leaned down and kissed her cheek as she snuggled in smiling.
“Thank you daddy.” She purred and closed her eyes.
I went back to the kitchen and retrieved her clothes bringing them to her room then cleaning the huge cum stain off the table and chair then I jumped in the shower. I then just sat in the living room and watched TV until Jess got home.
Jess walked in dropping her stuff off and came into the living room. She stopped midway and looked at me.
“What?” she could tell there was something on my mind.
“We need to talk.” I told her
“Oh boy.” She said and sat next to me.
“Ok now promise me you’ll let me finish before you say anything?”
“Ok promise.”
I proceeded to tell her the whole unedited story. I showed her the phones and everything. It took awhile and she sat there diligently listening the whole time. I tried to read her face but she was blank the whole time. It was almost unerving.
“Then you got home” I finished
She just sat there a minute saying nothing. Her eyes started moving around like she was searching for a thought or a word, or maybe trying to remember a name of a lawyer she saw on a tv commercial.
She twisted her lips and got a thinking look on her face.
“Yeah, I was pretty sure Sarah was a slut.” She said nodding her head
“Sweet little angle hah!” She continued
I was confused.
“You did hear everything I said right?”
“Huh? yeah why?”
“that’s all you have to say?”
“Oh yeah sorry. I knew you’d eventually in some way end up fucking Kim. She’s been writing about wanting it in her diary for almost a year now. And I knew you’d be just as gentle and caring as you said you were, so her first time would blow her mind. How could a mom ask for more. Her little girls first time being with someone she loves and who treats her right and shows her the moon and stars.”
“Just next time I want to watch!” She added with a smile

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A family of Love-Part I

James had just turned fourteen years old when he had his first sexual experience, with his girl friend, Alicia. It went terrible, although nothing really happened anyways they both backed out when something could have happened. James wasn’t that disappointed right away, but when episodes like that started recurring he was desperate for help. He began to think that he’d lose his girl friend if he couldn’t get the guts to touch her in the ways that she seemed to want it.
James’ family was large, for the home that it was in. His mom and dad shared a room, as do most parents of course, but he had to share a room with his two sisters, Kayla and Beth. Kayla was a few years older than James, seventeen, and Beth was a few younger, at nine.
James went to his big sister for help, knowing that she was more experienced than he was. He hoped that Kayla would give him some good advice about what to do, or what to say. And a part of him, deep down inside him, wanted her to tell him exactly what to do and how to do it, and even let him practice on her. Although this part of him was barely felt, it was definately there.
James was the second tallest in his family, next to his dad, at 5’11”, he had a bit of athletic build to him, but not actually very muscular. He had short brown hair with blue eyes. Kayla was the opposite of him in appareance. Apart from the different gender she was a few inches shorter at 5’7″, although she also had bit of an athletic build, she was a dancer. Her eyes were a green color, with her long dirty blonde hair.
One day James walked into the house with his big sister after school. They were both nervous about final exams coming up, but glad that the year was almost over. Once they got inside Kayla plopped on the couch and picked up the phone to call one of her friends as James got some milk out of the fridge.
All day he had been wondering how he should ask his big sister, and even what exactly to ask her. The tension was making him even more nervous. He knew now was the best chance if he ever got one, their parents wouldnt be home until six, and Beth would be with them. So they had four hours to themselves. James sat next to his big sister on the couch as she hung up the phone and went to get some soda. As she was walking silently out of the room he caught a quick glance of her small, soft ass they stuck in his mind, even moments after she was gone.
“Hey, sis?” he called out to her.
“Yeah?” she said as she entered the room and sat back down next to him.
He started fiddling with his cup as his hands began to shake and his face went red, “Can we talk about something?”
She put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, “You know we can talk about anything lil bro!”
He looked up at her with a muffled smile, searching for the question to ask her. But before he could think of any sensible question to ask her he blurted out, “Are you a virgin?” After he asked the question his face pointed downwards, regretting asking.
“Well…” she had been caught off gaurd by the question, “no, but that’s an unusual question to ask someone. Why? Are you and Alicia thinking about having sex?”
His blush subsided a little bit as to where she had taken the question, “Well, kinda. But every time we get something going I don’t have the guts to make a move or anything, I don’t really know what to do even.”
“Well, lil bro, if you don’t think you’re ready to be with her then you’re not ready, she should understand that. And about not knowing what to do, I think you’re probably too nervous and can’t think straight. Does she have any experience?”
“She’s said that she has a little…” his nervousness was letting up at the comfort of being able to talk so easily to his big sister.
“That could be a problem too, lil bro. She may want you to make the move, she may like it that way.”
“But what am I supposed to do? I don’t know how to do anything like that.”
“Lil bro, you’re a guy, it comes natural to you, just at certain times, you got to learn to relax more.” When she saw the still nervous and confused look on her little brothers face she turned away from him on the couch, “Put your arms around me.”
“What?” he asked confused.
“I said put your arms around me, like you were holding me.”
He slowly crept behind her and put his arms around her and locked his hands at her stomach. “Like this?” he asked nervous.
“Yes, now put your head on my shoulder, act like I’m Alicia. Just do what ever you would be doing with her, when nothings really going on and you two are just sitting together.” As he rested his head on her shoulder she said, “Oh, and little bro. Please don’t tell anyone I’m letting you do this, it could get both of us in some serious trouble.”
The only thing he could get out was, “Yeah,” as he had grown nervous. She placed her hands on his and he thought of what he’d do with Alicia right now. He turned his face towards his sisters and shut his eyes as he placed a light kiss on her cheek, trying to picture Alicia, but unable to get Kayla’s image out of his mind.
“OK. Is that it?” she asked. When she felt him nod she drew in a deep breath, “Now bro, get a little more bolder with what you’re doing. Still imagine I’m Alicia and just let your mind be free, and if you do anything wrong I’ll let you know.”
In his head James was confused as to what she meant for a few moments. So he just sat there holding her still, feeling the shallow rises and falls of her stomach, sensing that she was slightly nervous herself. He began to move his hands up very slowly, as if by instinct. He didn’t even notice until her breathing had grown slightly more rapid.
When he regained conscious control over himself he didn’t stop his hands. Soon they were right below her breasts. He was trying desperately to picture Alicia, but her breasts were smaller than Kayla’s breasts. Alicia’s were petite, and almost flat, where his sister’s were more of only slightly smaller than average. He paused there, his hands ready to move and settle ontop of Kayla’s breasts.
He forced himself to forget everything for a split second, just enough time to softly and gently settle his hands onto Kayla’s breasts. Consciously, he cupped them and squeezed them lovingly, not thinking of them as Alicia’s but as Kayla’s. Thinking of the breasts he was squeezing as his big sisters. She let out a minor moan, causing James’ dick to grow rapidly, he moved his hips away from her slightly as a reaction.
“You’re doing good, just keep doing whatever you would be doing if I was her.” Kayla said, enjoying the feeling she was getting from her little brother. She was starting to feel the warmth of her pussy concealed inside her panties. In her mind she was begging him to and not cup her pussy the way he was cupping her breasts.
She had never had so gentle a touch before, and she was enjoying it fully. When she felt his hips move away from her lower back she scooched back instinctively to keep as close a contact as possible. Her eyes were shut and she moved her hands ontop of his smiling and moaning softly. Her eyes opened as she felt another kiss on her cheek and then another, they slowly got close to her neck where her little brother began kissing her neck. Lightly at first, but gradually moving to a deep kiss, that she was afraid might leave a mark. Although she didnt care, she was enjoying the warmth, and that with the combined squeezing of her breasts was causing her to produce a louder moan.
His right hand slowly krept down her stomach. He knew what he was doing and was control over it, but didn’t feel any control. His sister’s moans were causing him to reach a new level of hardness which was making him suck her neck more and squeeze her breast a little harder. Once he felt the change of fabric from her shirt to her pants he stopped everything.
James lifted his head from his sister’s neck and looked at her, she turned her head and their eyes met. He slowly moved his lips towards her, as she did the same. They kissed lightly at first, gradually opening their mouths, locking lips, then grinding their tounges to gether. James had renewed his squeezing and even started a slight humping action against her lower back. After the kissed they gazed into eachothers’ eyes for a moment then kissed again.
He slowly let his hand drift down gliding over the front of her pussy until it stopped. He cupped his hand and brought it snuggly up against her pussy, feeling the heat of her through her pants and panties. She let out a loud moan in their kiss and broke it to moan even louder. He began squeezing her breast and pussy at the same time for what seemed like hours, with a soft humping action against her lower back.
“Bro, you’re going to make me cum…” she panted as he was cupping slightly harder and faster, her juices seeping through her clothes already. She loved her brother’s gentleness and was actually feeling jealous of Alicia.
He kissed her neck and began sucking again as he took the hand off her breast and slowly lead it up under her shirt. She shivered at the feeling of his fingers grazing her stomach and her bra. His hand started creeping under neath the bra and cupped her bare breast. At that same moment he cupped hard on her pussy and humped hard against her lower back. She knew he had never touched an actual breast before. He began his previous rate of cupping her breast and pussy, although he increased the humping of her lower back, which was partly turning her on.
Kayla felt her brothers finger pressing against her slit, she wanted to cum so bad, and kept moaning louder to try to get him to go harder. It took him a minute to get the clue but he did get it, pushing harder against her slit. He eventually also began rubbing her nipple in his palm and pinching it softly. Her legs began to shake slightly and she moaned loudly and turned to look at her brother.
James found himself staring into his sisters eyes again as he grinded his middle finger against his sister’s pussy slit. Her pants were very wet and warm, he was humping her back still, softly. He was surprised when her legs shook more and she planted her lips on his hard. He cupped hard on her pussy as he felt the rush of more wetness and warmpth just a second after she pushed her lips on hers. His hand was getting tired, and something told him that she was too, but she wasn’t done.
Sensing he was finishing up Kayla pushed her little brother back on the couch. She began rubbing and squeezing her brothers hard dick through his pants. Without warning she krept up him and kissed him, their bodies pressed hard against eachother as she rubbed and jacked him off through the fabric. In just a couple seconds he had his own orgasim, and she got to feel the wetness and warmpth that he did.
They laid for a few minutes like that before the phone rang and Kayla answered. She hung up after a minute of talking to their mom, “Now remember, lil bro, that didn’t just happen. I think I let you take it more than I should have and took it more than I should have took it myself.”
James couldn’t talk, he just nodded as his sister sat at the table with her binder and began doing home work. As soon as he regained complete control over himself he clicked on the TV, just a minute later his parents and little sister walked in the door, he hadn’t realised how late it was.
Thanks for reading, this is my first story and all kinds of smart comments are appreciated. There will be more to this story line, and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

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Matt get cought red handed in changing room

Matt quietly opened the door to the girls locker room, his dick tingling slightly already at the thought of what he was about to do. He checked up and down the corridor to check no one had seen him before silently slipping in and closing the door behind him.
Before him lay what he had dreamed about for so long but only seen quick glimpses of before, two walls lined with benches stretched out before him, another line of benches going down the middle of the floor all covered with the girls clothes. He saw the blue bra he had noticed Sarah wearing earlier, the tight licra shorts that showed of her ass so well, and just next to them, a pair of white cotton panty’s which would have been rubbing against her tight pussy just a few minutes ago. Any other day he would have been happy to unzip his fly and jerk off at the sight of them, and now here he was, touching distance, they would still be warm. No, he was on a mission and he didn’t have long.
The girls locker room was always kept locked, except of course when they were in it. This gave him a very brief window when the girls had all gone into the shower block to sneak in unseen. Reaching the bottom of the changing area he opened the door into the small toilet block, four cubicles in a row at the end of the room another door to the shower block. He stepped into one of the cubicles and opened his bag pulling out a tiny spy camera he bought off the internet. From here he could hear the girls in the next room through a vent. He stopped for a minute, imagining what was going on next door, all the wet naked bodies of all the girls he’s dreamed about for so long. Covered in soapy lather, helping each other get clean. Loud cheering and giggling snapped him back into reality. Straining to here he could just make out some words
“Hay Amy where you going you still have conditioner in your hair”
“just going for a pee, thanks for asking you nosey slut”
“I bet she’s gone for a wank after seeing Ellen and Anna kiss, I always thought she was one of them”
“I’m not gay guys I just need a pee, god”
This was so hot, even in his imagination things were not this hot, girls kissing in the showers. The whole school knew they were gay but they were never into public shows of affection, he wondered what else they got up to in there, with all the girls watching, feeling each other, hands wandering over each other’s perky tits and tight asses, a cheeky finger slipped in? Wait. Where did that voice say she was going…
The sound of a door opening, footsteps getting closer. Matt’s mind raced, please not this cubicle, please not this cubicle. The door swung open, the girl screamed.
This was bad, Matt was exposed, girls were running over from the shower to see to reason for Amy’s scream, and all he could do was watch the drips of water slowly rolling down her curvaceous naked body, a bead of water fell from her long black hair, landing on her sumptuous breast and following the perfect natural curve past her small pink nipples before rejoining her stomach and heading further south towards her perfectly shaven pussy. He could have watched her all day but someone had taken the initiative to cover her with a towel and once again he was forced to accept the realisation that he was in deep shit.
Suddenly he was slapped across the face, a hand grabbed his arm pulling him up and through the crowd out into the locker room and thrown onto the central row of benches. Lying flat on his back he looked up to see Polly standing over him, and she was not happy
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing”
He noticed that in her anger she had still not covered herself up and his eyes wandered down to stare at the tits that had been taunting him since the start of high school
“Oi, my face is up here and if you dare look at my tits or cunt I’ll rip that tiny cock of yours off now, what the fuck are you do… is that a camera, oh I get it you sick fuck, did the guys put you up to this, you were going to spy on us showering, how fucking desperate”
“no” Matt managed desperately trying to defend himself “it was just for me, I was going to put it in the toilet”
“Oh my god you sick fuck, why do you want to see that, its not enough for you to see us naked, you don’t care how attractive we are, you’re so desperate to see your first vagina that you put a camera in the toilet where I change my tampon and wipe my arse, just so you can zoom in on my cunt while I go for a piss. “
She started moving towards him climbing up on the bench and slowly lowering herself down over his face. “well go on then look, that’s what you want isn’t it, see my cunt all close up, well here you go, is it sexy yet, was it worth it cause you know you’re getting expelled for this don’t you” she was now kneeling over his head her pussy inches away from his nose, he could already smell it’s musky scent and it was taking all his restraint no to reach forward and burry his mouth into her lips. By this time all the girls had followed them through and were standing round them watching intently.
“0h, I almost forgot. If this was on your camera I’d be having a piss”
Matt just had time to close his eyes as a golden jet shot from her urethra hitting him square in the forehead. On hitting his forehead most rolled off, soaking his hair and running over his eyes but because of how close Polly’s cunt was to his face and the power with which the piss was coming out some of it splashed back into the air covering her thighs and stomach. He tried to gasp for air but as soon as he opened his mouth it was flooded with the salty golden liquid. Spluttering, Matt opened his mouth wider hungry for more of her precious liquid.
Gradually the stream subsided trickling into his mouth in dribs and drabs which he greedily swallowed. Matt opened his eyes again and was shocked to see Polly’s hand furiously rubbing her clit in small circles, her other hand kneading her breast. Then with out warning she let out an animalistic moan of pleasure and collapsed down with most of her weight resting on Matt’s mouth her pussy lips crushing into his face. He instantly knew what to do and sucking her with her lips, his tongue darting up and down licking up all the drops of her pee lest clinging to her skin, before plunging into her and penetrating her tight hole. By this time she was humping his face lifting her pelvis up slightly before slamming it back down again. In one last push Matt shoved his tongue as far in as he could and felt her insides quiver and tighten as another wave of liquid flowed into his mouth as an massive orgasm rattled through her.
The orgasm was the strongest Polly had ever experienced and as the last waves of pleasure slowly faded from her body she was left utterly empty and exhausted unable to hold her self up she fell backwards. She lay there, flat on her back legs spread exposing her red puffy pussy lips, eyes closed breathing heavily.
“Oh my god what have you done to her you idiot”
“don’t worry” came the cool response, quite out of tune with the panicked nature of the room, “she’s just a recovering from the biggest orgasm she’s aver had”. A wave of objections came from all the girls mouths at once giving Matt the opportunity to look up and see it was Becky who had made this odd remark.
“what are you talking about”
“why would she come because she pissed on him”
“that’s gross”
“no it’s not gross, it’s fact, some of the biggest orgasms girls can have are brought on by releasing the bladder while being stimulated” This only caused more disruption in the room as again a wave of sound rose up.
“like wanking and peeing at the same time”
“that’s obviously not true”
“how do you know this stuff”
Everyone looked at her for an answer
“well” she said blushing slightly, and looking down at her feet. Matt had an idea what was coming next that made his cock so hard it nearly exploded but he couldn’t be that lucky could he?
“I kinda have a bit of a thing for pee, I get off on it, I guess you’d call it a fetish but I’m not some kinda bondage freak, it just makes me cum really hard”
“she’s right girls” a weak raspy voice came from Polly’s mouth, “its the best thing you’ll ever experience”
“that settles it then” Becky said with a smile “who wants to show this disgusting little boy how dirty he is next”
The faces of the girls all changed from confusion to excitement as they realise the possibility that was being offered to them. Something new and sexy, something wild and exciting, something that would give them the best orgasm ever”
With a cheer from the crowd Amy dropped her towel, stepped up onto the bench and kneeled over Matt’s face. “This is for staring at my tits earlier”. Matt saw her stomach tighten and just had time to clamp his mouth around her pussy before a flood of hot piss filled it. Matt’s mouth was filled instantly, his tongue relishing being completely surrounded by Amy’s sweetness, he swallowed as fast as he could but it was coming far too fast and soon it bubbled out of his mouth over his lips and dribbled down his face. By the time the flow died down Matt was gasping for breath but still wasted no time and immediately started attacking her clit with her tongue, swirling it round, stabbing it, licking it sucking it. Around the room girls had dropped their towels and were starting to pay attention to their quickly moistening pussies as they watched Amy riding Matt’s face in the middle of the room. For Amy it seemed like hours were passing as she ground her face into Matt’s warm welcoming mouth, towards that electric tongue, in complete ecstasy.
“I’m gonna CUU…” Amy started but the rest of the sentence was lost to a banshee like howl that leapt from her lips and filled the room. Matt sensed the end coming and bit down hard on her clit bringing her over the edge. He gripped it tightly while she bucked up and down, waves of pleasure rolling through her, no longer able to control herself her arms flailed and legs kicked as lightning shot through every vein in her body. Matt released her as she slipped of him collapsing onto her side completely spent.
A round of applause broke the silence but was cut short by a bell ringing to signify the end of games and the start of the next lesson. All the girls broke into a panic and remembering where they were franticly started throwing on their clothes on. He felt an hand on his shoulder and spun round to se Polly behind him, still naked with a wicked smile on her face. “Now then, what shall we do with you”
“Please don’t tell anyone I’ll never do it again I promise I’ll..”
“never do it again” she cut him off “now where’s the fun in that. How about you come back on Monday and we’ll talk about what you… punishment should be”
Most of the girls had hurried of to class by now and Matt thought this a wise time to make his exit. He headed for the door was stopped by a shout from behind him. He turned round to see Becky standing behind him with her school uniform on and her legs spread wide apart. Slowly she lifted up her skirt, bringing it above her waist giving Matt a beautiful look at her while cotton panties, the small bulge of her sex pressing against the tight material. Suddenly a wet spot appeared then grew rapidly, bead of moisture formed on the fabric, swelled in size then ran down her legs. The stream got wider and faster running down both legs now, hugging her soft skin until they ran into her now soaking shoes. Then the stream broke free and shot strait out the front of her panties, breaking up into small drops in the air before spattering onto the ground. The stream got less powerful and the liquid fell closer and closer to her feet until after one last golden drop it dried up.
Matt was transfixed as she slowly slipped them of, pulled her skirt down and walked towards him, legs still shinny with moisture, holding the sodden panties in front of her.
“Here’s a little something to keep you busy until Monday, think of it as a thank you for the show you put on” with that she handed him the panties, which will still dripping with warm piss, and walk out the door, lifting her skirt up as she left to expose her perfectly formed, now naked ass.
“oh and Matt when you give them back, they better not be clean”

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I love Dogs #3

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I woke up Monday morning with my pussy full of my Dad’s cum. I went into their bathroom since I had slept in their bed and took a long hot shower. I douched my pussy and my ass since it was full of Borders cum with the shower head off. When I went to the kitchen Mom was singing to herself. You’re in a good mood this morning I told her. Why shouldn’t I be my husband has come out of the sexual closet and I can now be my true self. I am going to stop off at the local porno shop and get you a butt plug since I watched you enjoy letting Border butt fuck you. I will call Maurine from the office and talk to her about what kind of dog we should get.
After Mom left for work I called Darcy to see if she wanted to get together. I left about 9:30 and went over to her house. Darcy let me in and I could see she was still in her little short night gown. It just barely covered her Ass and I could see she didn’t have any panties on. It made me a little hot just seeing her like that so I kissed her and she frenched me back. We went into her bedroom and began to play with each others tits after I took off my dress and panties. As we laid there I began to finger fuck her. It was then that I realized her pussy opening was much bigger than someone her age might be if they had never had sex. I asked her if she had ever let Pudge fuck her. She turned red and said, “No, he has tried to fuck me a lot of times but I have been afraid too. I looked down at her pussy and I had three fingers inside her. Well then has your Dad ever fucked you?
The look on her face said it all. Tears came into her eyes and she said, “Why would you ask me something like that? Because your pussy hole is to big not to have not been fucked by something or someone. Since you live alone with your Dad I just guessed. Tell me about it Darcy as she began to cry. She sobbed, “Dad and I have been sleeping in the same bed since I was three years old. Just after we moved here Dad went out with some of his new friends and got pretty drunk. I put him to bed but I couldn’t get his pajamas on so I just covered him up naked. When I got into bed about an hour later it was pretty cold and Dad felt so warm that I took my night gown off and snuggled up against him.
As I laid there next to him I felt his penis getting harder and harder. I opened my legs and it went right between my legs. I reached down and felt his warm hard penis. Loretta It made me all warm down there. I began to finger fuck myself. I wondered what it would be like to have his penis inside me so I pushed him on his back and got on top of him. He was snoring something awful. It took me almost twenty minutes to get it in. It only went in about three inches because I felt it up against my hymen. I gritted my teeth and pushed down as hard as I could. Loretta, the pain as it went all the way up inside me almost made me faint. My Dad woke up and started to push me off. I grabbed him around the neck and hugged him hard. I just sat there for minuet or two until the pain stopped. Then I began to move my pussy up and down his penis. Loretta it felt so good.”
He said, Ohhh honey this is so wrong, and then he rolled me over and lifted my legs and began to fuck me hard with long slow strokes. He fucked me for a long time and I came several times before I felt him shove his dick hard into my pussy and I felt his warm cum hitting the bottom of my pussy. Loretta it was so good I came twice after he stopped fucking me because his cock felt so good inside my cunt as we laid there breathless. He fucked me two more times before morning. He got me some birth control pill and has fucked me at least twice every night since. On the weak-ends he fucks me tow or three times a day and eats my puss too. I like to sucking his cock and make it hard so we can fuck.
I became so horny I pushed her back and got between her legs and began to eat her pussy. I licked and sucked her clit like a mad women. I heard Pudge come into the bed room so I swung me Ass over the bed and Pudge began to lick my wet pussy. The more he licked the harder I sucked her cunt. When He mounted me and shoved his cock into my hot pussy hole I moaned “That’s it Pudge fuck me good. And he sure did, he pounded my hot wet pussy like there was a dick on the end of a jackhammer. When his knot entered me I groaned again and came for the third time. He hammered me for about three minutes when that knot rubbing up and down my “G” spot caused me to cum a bucket full all over the carpet. I collapsed with my face buried in Darcy’s crotch as I felt Pudge’s jizz shooting into my pussy cavity.
When we both got our breaths Darcy said, “Did Pudge really fuck you? What was it like?” Wonderful I gasped. You need to give him a try. “Ok, when?” she said. Lets give him an hour and then he will be ready. We laid there for the full hour kissing and frenching each other. She ate my pussy and it was Ok but not as good as Mom. Of course Mom has had a lot more practice than Darcy. I went and got a dirty bath towel and laid it on the floor next to the bed. I had Darcy lay on the bed with her knees on the floor spread apart. It took Pudge about ten seconds before he was licking her pussy. Darcy started giggling and then moans as his tongue went up and in her slit. He licked her for almost five minutes before he mounted her. I guided his cock into her wet pussy and Pudge began to pound her cunt like a piston.
Darcy began to moan and babble, “Ohhhhhhh god ohhhhhh shit ohhhhhhh shit I’mmm coming. Yessssssssssssss ohhhh god Loretta I can’t stop cumming. Just then I saw his knot enter her pussy and Pudge began to give those short jerks as he shot stream after stream of his cum up into her fuck hole. Ohhhhh shit Loretta I can really feel him squirting inside me and it is making me cum even more Ohhhhhhh myyyyy god.” And she had one of those intense “G” spot climaxes. Just like I had and my Mom had. It took about fifteen minutes for Pudge’s knot to extract and when it did it made a loud popping noise and her cum and the dogs cum came pouring out of her onto the towel.
We had a late lunch and then for the rest of the afternoon we took turns letting Pudge fuck us. Just before I left I asked Darcy if she liked fucking her Dad? She told me yes, she enjoyed it but she has never climaxed as much with him as she has been having with Pudge. Then I asked her if it would upset her if I let her Dad fuck me. She hesitated for almost a minute and then said, “Wow, I think a threesome would be exiting and wonderful.””
When does your Dad usually like to fuck you? “Usually when we go to bed and first thing in the morning.” Not good I said. What if we let him catch us eating each others pussy or fucking Pudge? “I don’t think it would be a good Idea to let him know about Pudge just yet. Let’s take one step at a time,” she told me. What time does he usually get home from work I asked? “About 5:30 give or take fifteen minutes.” OK, tomorrow we will get all set up and we will pretend we lost tract of time and when he comes home we will let him catch us. Just thinking about it is making me horny and its 4:45. We won’t have time for another session with Pudge. “Your right, but my pussy is all wet thinking about it. I pushed her down and began sucking her pussy cleaning all her cum and Pudge’s doggy cum out of her pussy. I left at 5”20.
Mom came home about 6:15 and called me to her bedroom. When I arrived she told me to bend over and when I did she inserted a butt plug into my Ass. It was about two and a half inches in diameter and about three and a half inches long. It made me get kind of excited. Mom pulled out this butt plug that was at least three and a half inches wide and four inches deep and shoved it up her own Ass. I was still horny from thinking about tomorrow with Darcy’s Dad so I gave Mom a big French kiss and shoved three fingers into her pussy. I pushed her onto the bed and pulled her panties off and reinserted my whole hand up her snatch and began fisting her. I fisted her until Dad came home a little after seven. Mom was moaning and screaming as Dad walked in. “Ohhh my god, ohhhhh yes baby, Ohh shit AHHHHHHHH” and she came all over the bed.
Dad took his pants down and jumped between Moms legs shoving his cock into her pussy. He fucked her hard and fast. It took him about four minuets and he lifted Moms legs up high and drove his cock down deep and came. “What a home coming,” he exclaimed. After dinner Mom told us that it was all set for Saturday and we can leave Bruno home as Maureen will provide us with the necessary replacements. I was ecstatic. Dad woke me about 6:00 with his cock in my pussy. I was getting real use to having my Dads wonderful prick wake me each morning. It was such a leisure fuck and when he came inside me I always came too.
After Mom and Dad left for work I went over to Darcy’s about 10:00. We planned how we would set up her Dad. Then we ate each others pussies. I really enjoyed her pussy. She had these cute puffy little pussy lips and I enjoyed how her clit would get bigger as I sucked on it. It was not near as big as Moms but her pink little shaved pussy tasted real nice. We took turns letting Pudge fuck us and he was learning fast. He seemed to last longer each time he fucked me with his knot inside me, making me cum more. About 3:30 we took a shower together and then douched with a strawberry flavored douche.
We put Pudge outside in the back yard and Darcy sat by the front room window waiting for her Dad to come home, it was 5:15. I laid on her bed playing with my clit getting my pussy ready for Darcy’s mouth and tongue. Darcy was doing the same thing. I only had to wait about ten minuets before Darcy came running into the bedroom whispering “He’s here.” I was so excited over the prospect of what was about to happen. I came almost immediately when her tongue entered my vagina. We heard him come in the front door as he hollered, “I’m home Darcy.” I could hardly contain my self in anticipation. Darcy’s Dad was a good looking man not as big as my Dad but about 5”10” and very muscular. He was only thirty five Darcy had told me. We heard him wondering around in the kitchen and I sucked in my breath as he came down the hall toward Darcy’s bedroom.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING DARCY?” he shouted. We pretended to be startled as if we had forgotten the time and were caught. “Dad,” Darcy exclaimed. “GET YOUR ASS UP FROM THERE, AND THE TWO OF YOU GET DRESSED. I’M GOING TO MARCH YOU OVER TO YOUR PARENTS HOUSE LORETTA AND TELL THEM WHAT I CAUGHT YOU DOING.” HE SCREAMED.
It was not the reaction we expected. As soon as I got dressed he grabbed me by the arm and said lets go young lady. Darcy suddenly marched over in front of him and shouted, “Dad leave her alone, you’re not going to do anything. She knows about us.” “What” as he stopped dead in his tract. “What are you saying,” he whispered. “I told her you have been fucking me since we moved here.” “OH Darcy how could you. Don’t you realize I could go to Jail?” Don’t worry I said, I’m not going to tell anyone. I paused for effect and then provided you fuck me too. He just starred at us with his mouth half open. “What are you saying,” he asked. Darcy said, “what we are saying is that we want you to fuck us both, you know a threesome.”
He sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands, saying, “Darcy do you know what your asking? You are not only my daughter but your both minors. If anyone were to find out I could go to jail for a very long time.” “No one is going to find out,” Darcy told him. “You say that now but what if you too get in a fight and then what is going to stop her from telling on us?” I swear I would never ever tell anyone, I have my own secrets that I don’t want anyone to find out about, I told him.
Darcy winked at me and nodded toward his crotch and then she pushed him onto his back. She straddled him and then sat on his face. I unbuttoned his fly and pulled out thick dick and began to suck him. It took me almost five minutes to get him hard. I think it was because he was still stunned. He was not as big as Dad but a little thicker. I heard Darcy begin to moan so I knew he must be eating her pussy. When he came he filled my mouth with his creamy cum and I swallowed most of it. I then sat up and watched for the next ten or fifteen minutes Darcy getting eaten by her Dad.
I had left a note on the kitchen table telling Mom that I was having Dinner at Darcy’s. We let him rest for about a half hour and then we took his clothes off and Darcy began to suck his cock. When it got hard she told him to fuck me. I expected him to just shove his dick inside me but instead he got between my legs and started eating my pussy. He had a very nice tongue. He was better than Dad but not as good as Mom. He sucked my clit and ran his tongue up and down and then deep inside my wet hole. He made me cum twice before he scooted up and took one of my breasts into his mouth and began sucking. With the other hand he fondled my other nipple pinching and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. I was so hot I came as he put about two inches of his fat cock into my cunt. He gave a big push and buried his cock all the way in. My pussy felt completely full and it felt wonderful. He had great control and fucked me for almost half and hour before drove his cock deep and came. I felt his warm cum shoot into the bottom of my womb. I came at the same time. After a short time he fucked Darcy and then he fucked me again before I left for home about nine.
For the rest of the week I got fucked by my Dad in the Morning and occasionally at night. Darcy and I would eat each other and get fucked by Pudge during the day. Her Dad would fuck me as soon as he got home from work so that I could get home in time for dinner. It was a toss up between my Dads longer cock and Darcy’s Dads fatter one. Sometimes before Dad got home from work late and before dinner I would usually eat Moms pussy and fist fuck her. Then just before bedtime Mom would eat my pussy as I fisted her. Also I noticed that Dad was now letting Border Fuck him in the Ass everytime he fucked Mom. It was a wonderful time. I was also anxiously awaiting Saturday to see what was in store for me.
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Stepdaughter-to-be pt.5

This is part five. As I mentioned at the end of the last installment, we are about to get found out by Rachel. The lead up to the sex part is kind of long, but if you’ve read the last four parts, you know I am long-winded and I like to take my time getting into things. If you want to skip the lead in, go right down to part two.
Thursday came and went without incident, though I noticed Rachel was a bit off all day. She joined in in the conversations, it just seemed like she was somewhere else all day. My own guilt at my actions over the last week had me thinking she must know something, but she didn’t say anything out of the ordinary. Friday was different though. After work I came home to an empty house (part of me hoping I would get a repeat of last week’s Friday action) that was actually empty this time. Amy must be at choir practice and Rachel wasn’t home from work yet. I flopped down on the couch, deciding to kill some time watching TV until somebody came home.
Rachel got home first and came in through the garage. She came into the living room and said hello, leaning down to kiss me. She sat down next to me on the couch and snuggled up, pressing her lithe body against my own. God damn, I lost touch with just how sexy this woman was. The last week I had been unable to keep my mind (and hands) off of her daughter and it had left me too tired to really appreciate everything she had to offer. I made a mental note to fuck her good and hard the next chance I got. She tilted her head back to signal she wanted a kiss, and I leaned in, pressing my lips to her soft, warm mouth. And then I just had to open a can of worms.
“I’m glad to have you back. Last night you were so quiet I thought you were mad at me or something.” I said. It was out of my mouth before I even thought about what I was saying, forgetting the cardinal rule of guy-dom…..never ask a woman what is wrong.
“No, not at all. It’s just…..this might be uncomfortable for you to hear, because I know you think of her as a little girl and all. The thing is, I found a ripped pair of Amy’s panties laying on the floor next to my night table yesterday morning when I got up. And I mean ripped! The side straps were both torn like they had been ripped off.” She said, with an odd look on her face. I was quiet, and just let her continue, refusing to add anything more.
“I mean I always knew that she would be sexually active someday, but she still seems young to me. I lost my virginity at sixteen though and got pregnant with her when I was nineteen. I guess she’s not that far ahead of me, her birthday is in a month” I was still silent, just letting her talk and wanting to see where she was headed.
“It’s just that it seemed so…..kinky. Don’t get me wrong, you know what I like, I don’t have a lot that is off limits. It’s just at first it seemed disturbing to me to think that she was having sex in her mother’s bed, especially “crazy rip my panties off and fuck me” sex. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt ok with it. I just have to keep in mind that she isn’t a little girl any more, even if she seems like she is to me sometimes. I have noticed that she is dressing a little sexier. I remember the thrill of thinking I could turn boys on with the way I dressed, it was hot.”
“Yeah, she is a pretty girl.” I offered. I was terrified of saying anything wrong. I hoped I could get out of this unscathed.
“But why our bed? I’m sure it doesn’t bother you as much as me. She’s not your daughter, after all. Have you seen any boys around before I get home? You’re usually home before I am, and I haven’t seen her with anybody.” She wondered.
“No, she usually comes home alone and goes right to her room.” I said. I left out the part about me usually following her there
“Maybe I’ll talk to her about it at some point. How do you bring something like that up though?” She asked me. I’m sure she was just thinking out loud, she was getting up as she said it. She started walking toward the stairs and I said-
“I don’t know, might be better to just ignore the whole thing, you know? She’d probably be too embarrassed to tell the truth” I said, hoping she would take my advice.
“Maybe. Maybe I should just leave her be. She obviously has a bit of a secret life that she’s not ready to share with me. I guess you’re right, I doubt she’d tell me anything if I asked.” she said as she started up the stairs to change.
She was upstairs for quite a while, long enough that Amy came home while she was still up there. The minute she came home I frantically waved her over to me. She could see by the look on my face I wasn’t calling her for action, something was wrong. I told her in hushed tones that her mom had found the panties by her bed and knew that she had had sex, but not with whom. She freaked the fuck out and asked me what we were gonna do. I told her to play it cool, maybe it would blow over.
Nothing else happened that night. We had dinner and I tried to stay awake on the couch, but my early morning got to me and it was my turn to nod off. Rachel woke me up and told me I needed to go up to bed, I was snoring away and needed to sleep for real. I slogged my way up the stairs, my conversations with Rachel and Amy this afternoon the last thing on my mind.
I woke up to Rachel shaking me. I looked at her and she had been crying. Oh fuck, this couldn’t be good.
“I couldn’t help it. I asked Amy about the underwear and we started to talk. She eventually told me everything…….Is it true, Mark? Have you been fucking my daughter?” She asked through her tears. What could I say? I just sat there with a guilty look on my face. My first thought was to blame it on Amy, but that was bullshit and I knew it, and so would would she. I looked down and said nothing for a minute or so.
“Answer me.” She said. I noticed with some glimmer of hope that she didn’t seem as angry as I would have thought.
“Yes.” Was all I could say, a hard pit of fear in my stomach.
“I’m not going to call the police. I just think I’d like you to leave right now. I’ll call you when I know what I’m going to do.” At least I wasn’t under arrest yet, that was good, right?
I got up without saying a word, went downstairs and saw Amy on the couch. She looked at me with such sadness in her eyes. She mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry’ as I laid my hand on the doorknob. “It’s ok.” was all I told her, and then I was gone. It was 3:30 in the morning on Saturday, and I had nowhere to go. I went to a hotel with nothing but the clothes on my back. I laid in the hard bed staring at the ceiling for the next three hours or so, unable to sleep. I spent the entire day and half of Sunday looking over my shoulder, thinking I’d see cops or something at any moment. My phone chirped with the sound of a text:
COME HOME. WE NEED TO TALK
—PART TWO—
We need to talk. That was all she was going to tell me until I got there. Not knowing what I was walking into, but not having a choice I headed home. When I got home, they were nowhere to be found. “Hello?” I said, even more fearful I was walking into some kind of sting operation.
“We’re upstairs” I heard Rachel call down to me. I slowly climbed the stairs and walked into my room. Rachel and Amy were sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Amy and I talked most of the night last night, and a good part of the day today. She told me she gave her virginity to you, and that you were gentle and generous with her. I wanted to be mad at you, I wanted to have you arrested, but I have to admit it kind of turned me on. Thinking of you and her here in the bed, and apparently all over our house got me kind of aroused, as much as I hate to admit that. So I, we, have a proposition for you: You two can have sex whenever you want, as long as I get my fair share.” After this she was silent, just looking at me, and I realized she was waiting for a response from me.
“Ok. Of course. You really aren’t mad?” I asked her, still not sure this wasn’t a trap.
“I was at first. But then I realized if she was going to be having sex with any man, I’m glad that man is a decent man that will treat her right and give her what she needs. Speaking of which, I think you should give her what she needs, right now. I’d like to watch it happen, if that’s ok.” She said.
Ok? She wanted me to fuck her fifteen year old daughter while she watched, and she was asking my permission? I think I could do that! I finally looked at Amy and I saw that she had that look in her eye. The look that she wants to get fucked. I looked back at Rachel and she was smiling at me, as if to egg me on.
“I told her everything, Mark. Everything.” She said. “It’s allright, she really is ok with it. Now come here.”I walked over to her and stood right in front of her. She unzipped my pants, dropping them and my underwear to the floor. I stepped out of my rumpled pants and pulled my T-shirt over my head, and I was standing before her naked. She leaned down and licked my dick up one side and down the other as she gently grasped my ball sack. I kept looking over at Rachel, sort of unbelieving that she was really cool with this, and I could swear her eyes were full of lust as she watched her daughter blow me. She was breathing really slow and deep, her eyes intently following Amy’s every move.
“Why don’t you lay down, Mark?” She told me. It was odd to suddenly be the one taking directions, but I didn’t feel like I had a choice in the matter. I also didn’t mind laying down getting comfortable. As I lay flat Amy slid her little body on top of mine and Rachel moved up to the head of the bed next to me watching me now as I enjoyed getting blown.
“How is she? Is she good?” She asked with genuine interest. I didn’t know how to answer. I have been blown by both of these women. How do you answer that and not insult one of them? The truth is, Amy was amazing at sucking cock. She seemed to take to it immediately, right off the bat knowing just what I would like. She also appreciatively swallowed my loads and then thanked me for them! What do you say in this situation?
“She has her mother’s talent. She’s a natural.” I said, kind of hoping they would both take that as a compliment.
Rachel leaned in and kissed me full on the lips. As I felt her tongue slide between my teeth I marveled at the feeling of a different set of lips on my cock. Amy was sucking on one ball, then the other as she stroked the shaft with her saliva-slick hand. I began to make out with Rachel in earnest, grabbing her from the back of the neck and pulling her to me. I slid my hand down to pull her shirt up and off.
“Not so fast there, Bub.” She said. I figured this was the point I would either wake up or get arrested. It was neither. “Don’t you think you should get the girl blowing you naked before me? She’s doing all the work.”
Can’t argue with that kind of logic. I pulled Amy up to me and kissed her for just a moment before she sat up, her tight little ass resting on my hard cock as I slid her shirt up over her head. She then bent down and kissed me again and I felt her hard little nipples pressing into my chest as I started to pull her little thin pajama bottoms off of her. It was impossible to pull them all the way off with her laying on top of me, so I rolled her over onto her back and slid them the rest of the way down and off. She was now laying on the bed in just panties, and I was naked. I looked up and saw Rachel staring straight at Amy’s body as she lay prone on the bed. Once again I noticed with pleasure that there was definitely lust in her eyes. One part of my wanted to reject the whole idea, this was her daughter and all. Another, much larger part of me wanted to see how far we were going to take this.
“Rachel, you seem kind of overdressed now, don’t you think?” It was a gamble. It was one thing to think she might watch her daughter get fucked. It was a whole different ballgame to think she might want to get involved in it. Rachel is a pretty kinky girl when she gets aroused, and I myself have very few things that are out of bounds, but this was off the charts. I have to admit, at first the idea was a bit weird to me, but seeing beautiful Amy laid out before me naked on my bed with Rachel right behind her, apparent lust in her eyes, I was getting really turned on.
Rachel looked at me with a bit of hesitation, but then Amy tilted her head up to look behind her at her mom.
“C’mon Rachel. Take your clothes off.” Amy said. I couldn’t fucking believe this girl! She just had no limits. I had fucked her in every hole and she kept coming back for more. Now she was egging her own mother on to get naked and have a three way. I might be in love!
“’Rachel?’” Rachel replied, surprised at Amy using her name instead of ‘Mom.’ Even I thought Rachel was being a bit silly and prudish with this one. Given the circumstance, I think ‘Mom’ is out of the question. She thought for a second and then apparently came to agree with me. “I guess ‘Rachel’ is good, seeing as we are where we are.”
With that, Rachel peeled her tight shirt up off of her sexy frame. She sat there in just her workout pants looking at me, she leaned back against the headboard and then slid down so she was laying next to me. I reached down and slid her pants off of her, enjoying the fact she wasn’t wearing panties. Had she had something in mind for tonight? Now the only one wearing anything at all was Amy, with her tiny little panties. I looked at Rachel one last time and she just smiled at me, giving me a look that said a thousand words without saying anything. She was giving me the go ahead once again. I rolled over and slid down Amy’s tiny frame, taking time to nibble on that cute little belly button that was sticking out just a bit. She kind of giggled at that. I pulled her panties off of her inch by inch, once again kissing her skin as it was exposed a little at a time. Pushing her legs apart a bit to open her up to me, I flattened out my tongue and pressed it firmly against the her opening, spreading her apart as I licked slowly upward. I was treated to her little yelp/groan as I hit her clit once more. I felt hands sliding up and down my back and realized Rachel had repositioned herself behind me while I was working on Amy. I was off the edge of the bed, on my knees eating Amy out and Rachel slid her hand underneath me to grasp my cock., and then I felt the entire length sink into her throat. She had sat down, the slid under me to work my cock. The feeling was wonderful, Amy’s sweet pussy in my mouth, Rachel’s mouth on my cock. I only wished there was a way I could bring Rachel off as well, but I am only one man. She would have to wait for her turn.
We continued in this position for a while and then we all just sort of decided we needed to change up. The girls decided what would happen next, I was only a willing participant. Rachel had me lay down on my back, my head on a pillow. Once I was comfortable, Amy came up and started kissing me as Rachel came and sat on my cock, burying it to the hilt. Without being told, Amy got up and swung one leg over my head to sit down on my neck, then slid forward just enough so I could eat her out while I fucked her mom. I was looking up at Amy’s perfect tits and I saw Rachel’s hands come from behind, sliding up her sides to gently pinch Amy’s puffy nipples. Amy cried out at the feeling of being worked two ways and ground her cunt into my face. I couldn’t get enough of this girl, so I was loving every minute of this, hoping it would never stop.
“I’m gonna cum, Mark” Amy said as she smashed her little body into my face.
“Wait for me Honey!” Rachel said from behind her. I felt her slamming her own hand into her clit to bring herself off in rhythm with Amy.
“You gonna cum in me, Baby?” Rachel asked me between sharp intakes of breath. I had been doing all I could to hold off, not wanting to cum too soon, but I was ready to pop, so I gave a muffled grunt to let them know I was good to go. I put one hand on Amy’s left nipple, intertwining my fingers with Rachel’s and ran my right hand behind Amy to pinch Rachel’s clit. I gave them both a herd tweak and the both went off at the same time. A flood of juices hit my mouth as Amy was rocked with her orgasm, while at the same time Rachel cried out as hers hit her. The separate but similar sounds of these two gorgeous women cumming on me at the same time was too much for me. I unleashed a torrent of cum into Rachel, screaming into Amy’s pussy to keep from passing out. I was the happiest man on earth.
After catching our breath, Amy still on my face and Rachel on my cock, Amy leaned back and turned her head around to kiss Rachel hard on the mouth. I laid there and watched. I was still gently licking Amy’s lips, looking up at her fantastic tanned stomach to see her making out with my girlfriend as she herself continued to ride my softening cock. This went on for a few minutes, then once again, without words, they decided to get into a better position. Amy slid back down my chest as Rachel lifted up off of my temporarily flaccid member. I slid over to give them some room on the bed, and watched as they both moved in sync into a laying position with Amy next to me, in the middle, and Rachel on the other side of the bed.
Rachel laid her head on Amy’s chest and looked at me as she explored her daughter’s body, the curves of it new to her. Amy laid back and closed her eyes, her smile widening as Rachel slid a hand over the young girl’s nipples one at a time. She made lazy circles around them, then slowly started dipping lower and lower. She bent down and planted small kisses on Amy’s throat and chest, eventually bowing to slip a nipple into her mouth as her wandering hand found her daughter’s wet pussy lips. I watched her with just a little jealousy as she slid a finger inside of Amy. I know all too well the tight grip that little pussy can have on an object, and a part of me wished it was me fingering the girl. I simply couldn’t get enough of her. Not wanting to break the spell of what was going on in front of my eyes, though, I did nothing but watch with my cock beginning to rise again.
Amy let out a low breath as Rachel added another finger, slowly stroking Amy’s clit with her thumb. Amy slid a hand over and lightly gripped my cum-slick cock, slowly stroking it as her mother finger fucked her. Rachel then blew my mind. She bent down and ran her tongue the length of Amy’s opening. For some reason this was so much hotter to me than anything that had happened up to this point. It was just so freaky, I couldn’t believe I was watching it. Rachel ate Amy out for a few minutes before Amy sat up a bit to watch her.
“Do you like that? I’ve never eaten pussy before.” Amy said, quite frankly. Rachel responded by mashing her face into Amy’s cunt, furiously flicking at her clit as she played with her own. Amy reached down and gently pulled Rachel up to kiss her again, then quickly spun around into a sixty-nine position with Rachel on her back. I laid there stroking my now hard cock as I watched the two of them fuck each other with their mouths, Amy cleaning my cum out of Rachel’s cunt little by little. Though it was a beautiful sight, I just couldn’t help but get into the action. I got up on my knees behind Amy and slowly slid my cock into her tight pussy. I could feel my balls sliding across Rachel’s face below and I heard her moan with pleasure as she pulled her head back just a bit to lick my ball sack. Though it was to be the second time in fifteen minutes, I was ready to cum again. The thought of them both eating my cum out of the other was too much for me to handle. I gave one final thrust without saying a word, just grunted like a wild animal as I shot rope after rope into Amy’s pussy, the last of it dribbling out onto Rachel’s face. Again without a word, I laid back and watched them continue. I watched them for the next fifteen minutes until their breathing began speeding up and they were running their hands over each other’s bodies like crazy. Rachel reached up and pulled Amy’s ass down, smashing her cunt into her own face as she arched her back up, pressing her crotch into her daughter’s face. Amy went off first. She threw her head back and screamed, mashing her groin down even harder into her mother’s face. Rachel was next, Amy wasn’t even touching her at that point, she was too wrapped up in her own orgasm, her cheek laying on Rachel’s tiny patch of hair. It must have been the thrill of feeling Amy in an incredible orgasm on top of her as she furiously lapped at the cunt in her face. She went rigid when it hit, stopping her actions with Amy completely. She was unable to move as her orgasm washed over her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around Amy’s upside down ass, hugging her as she came and came. Amy was on the downside of hers, and she had recovered enough to slam her face back into Rachel’s crotch to feel the last of her orgasm on her tongue.
I watched as they came to a stop, but continued to lay there, locked together gently licking at each other’s folds as they slowly came down. Eventually Amy slid off and spun back around to lay in Rachel’s arms and looking at me. They both had such a look of satisfaction and love in their eyes, it was beautiful. I laid there thinking I couldn’t wait to marry this woman, and fuck the both of them for the rest of my life.

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