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Hot Wife Loves To Swallow

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Callie was sitting at her desk at work, her mind wandering back to the previous night with her husband. Paul, her husband of two years, was three years her senior at twenty-six years old. They had met when she was just nineteen, he had proposed to her less than a year later and they were married just a month after her twenty-first birthday. Their sex life was both active and satisfying for both of them, and last night was no exception. Paul had just returned from a week out of town on business and the young married couple had sucked and fucked for almost three hours before he rewarded her with the load he had been saving up over the past several days. She had swallowed it greedily, the mouthful of cum triggering her own orgasm as it usually did.

Callie was fully aware of how unusual it was to be able to climax simply as a result of swallowing cum. She could trace it back to her teen years and her first sexual partner. One afternoon when his parents weren’t home they were in his living room on the couch, fooling around completely naked. He was sitting on the couch with his cock pointing straight up in the air, while she was kneeling beside him. As she leaned over him, sucking his cock, he was reaching between her legs to finger her pussy. He had warned her that he was about to cum so that she could pull away, but she had decided that it was time to swallow his load for the first time. She ignored his warning and continued to suck, and it was only a couple of minutes later that he started to cum in her mouth. Coincidentally, it happened at the exact same time that he made her cum with his fingers. From that point forward, any time she swallowed a guy’s cum it triggered an orgasm as though it were some kind of Pavlovian type response.

From that point forward she had always finished guys off with her mouth. She hadn’t been with a lot of different guys, but the ones she did hook up with her thrilled to find someone so eager to swallow their load. In fact, she was fairly certain that it was one of the reasons why Paul had been so eager to marry her. To this day, every time they would fuck he would finish off by shooting his cum into her mouth. Last night had been especially good for both of them because it had been over a week since he had last cum and had therefore given her a nice big load to swallow.

She snapped out of her daydream, remembering that she needed to go talk to her boss. She and Paul were hoping to take a trip to Belize later in the year, and she needed to clear the holiday time with John, the owner of the company.

She stood from her dress to stretch her legs, thankful that the company was so casual that she could wear shorts to work on a sunny day like this. The shorts she had chosen were cut very high, showing off every inch of her thighs and barely covering her tight, round, bubble-shaped butt. At just over five feet tall, Callie normally wore short skirts and shorts in order to make her legs appear longer than they actually were. She had also worn a cami-style tank top with spaghetti straps, something that would surely violate the dress code of most companies. Because of her small, A-cup breasts, she rarely wore a bra, as was the case today. The air conditioning seemed to be turned on higher than usual today and it had caused her nipples to poke through the fabric of her shirt all day long.

She walked down the short hallway to John’s office, noting that the door was closed. Normally this would mean that he was either on the phone or meeting with someone, although occasionally it simply meant that he was looking for some peace and quiet to eat his lunch, take a quick nap, or just simply gather his thoughts. Hoping that he was available, but not wanting to disturb an important meeting or phone call, Callie put her ear to the door and listened. Rather than hearing John’s calm and strong voice speaking with someone, however, she was surprised to hear the sounds of what could only be a pornographic video. She listened for another moment or two, silently wishing she could see what it was he was watching. She raised her hand up and gently knocked on the door. Apparently John had failed to shut the door all the way until the latch had clicked, so the door swung open just a bit from the force of her knock. Taking advantage of the open door, she pushed it open further and leaned her head inside.

“John?” she said, softly, as she took in the scene in front of her. John’s desk was perpendicular to the door and his computer screen was on the far side of the desk, facing his seat on a slight angle, meaning that it faced the door as well. The video being played on the monitor instantly explained the noises she had heard. There were four women in the scene, all of them naked. Two of the women were performing oral sex on each other in a sixty-nine position while one of the others was lying back on the bed with her legs spread as the fourth plunged a large dildo in and out of her pussy. John was sitting in front of the computer, leaning back in his leather chair. He was still fully clothed but he had taken his cock out of his pants and was rapidly stroking it.

John was shocked to hear a voice behind him, so he quickly reached one hand out to his mouse and closed the video player while the other one covered his engorged member.

“Shit, Callie!” he said, turning to face her and wheeling his chair under his desk to hide his cock. “Don’t you ever knock?”

“I did!” she said. “The door just swung open! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“It’s okay, really,” he said. “Let’s just keep this between us, okay? Now what can I do for you?”

“It’s nothing, I’ll just go back to my desk.”

“Callie, it’s okay,” he said. “What’s up?”

Callie stood there, somehow unable to think about the reason she had come to talk to John in the first place. She suddenly realized that her panties were getting wet and that she really wanted to swallow John’s cum.

“Callie?” he asked, snapping her out of her trance.

She said nothing as she turned and closed the door, making sure that it actually clicked shut.

“Why don’t you finish?” she suggested.

“What?”

“Finish stroking your cock,” she said.

“Callie, I don’t think that’s appropriate.”

“Why not?” she asked. “I already saw it, and I saw what you were stroking it to. Why don’t you finish?”

John sat in shock, saying nothing.

“I’ll let you cum in my mouth,” she added. Still John said nothing, so Callie walked towards him and pulled his chair out. His cock was still rock-hard, standing at somewhere between five and six inches. Not very big, Callie thought, but he wasn’t going to be fucking her, so it didn’t matter. She grabbed his hand and put it on his cock and then reached over to the mouse. She opened up the recent documents menu and found the video he had been watching. She opened it up and then knelt down in front of him on the floor.

“What are you waiting for?” she asked. “Start rubbing your cock.” He did as she suggested, starting slowly, but rather than looking at the video he looked down at her beautiful face. Her long, curly brown hair framed soft and delicate features. John, like every other guy in the office, had spent more than a few evenings at home, masturbating to the fantasy of fucking Callie.

“This is so hot,” he said as he watched her staring at his cock. He was hoping she would lean forward and start to suck it, or maybe stroke it herself, or at least start playing with herself while she watched, but she did none of that. She simply sat, her eyes transfixed on his cock as she rested her hands on his thighs. It was clear at this point that neither of them cared about the video playing on the computer, but they left it on anyway.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said to her, making her smile and blush ever so slightly. He started stroking himself faster, watching her lick her lips and hearing her moan softly. “I can’t believe you’re watching me play with my cock!”

“Mmmm,” Callie moaned. “I feel so naughty.” She watched him rub it faster and harder, knowing that he was nearing his orgasm.

“Are you really going to swallow my cum?” he asked.

“I sure am,” she said. “I want to feel it slide right down my throat.”

“Oh god!” he said. “I’m about to cum!”

Callie instantly leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking hard and pushing him over the edge.

“That feels so fucking good!” he said as his cock pulsed, shooting stream after stream of his hot cum into her mouth. He could feel her swallowing every last drop of it as it filled her mouth, continuing to suck as though she wanted more. As always, the feeling of his cum filling her mouth had brought Callie to orgasm as well, causing her to suck even harder.

“Yummy,” she said, pulling her face back after he had finished cumming. “Nothing like a belly full of cum. That was amazing, thanks boss.” His eyes were glazed over as he smiled and reached over to close the video player on the computer. “Can I talk to you now about some vacation time?” she asked, staying on her knees.

“It’s yours,” he said. “Take as much as you want.”

“Thanks boss!” she said, giving his cock a little kiss on the head before standing up and leaving the office.

My Wife Is a Dirty Girl

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After my in-laws arrived for a night of baby-sitting, I climbed the stairs to the second floor. My wife, Helena, was standing nude in the bathroom while blow drying her hair. She had just gotten out of the shower and left the door wide open. Fog clouded the mirror as I took in her flawless form. Two child births hadn’t done her body any wrong. Her ass was still firm, and her tits larger than when we first met. She smiled at me as I entered the bathroom.

“I see you left the door wide open for me.”

“In more ways than one,” she replied. I put my arms around her and kissed her on the back of the neck, the blow dryer whipped her blond locks into my face like strings of spaghetti. She turned off the blow dryer as my cock grew hard in my jeans. She spun around and we found each other’s tongues. “That’s nice,” she commented.

We continued kissing as I pressed my body against her nude form. I reached down and cupped her cheeks in my hands and separated them a bit so one of my middle fingers could tease her anus. “Whatta you doing?”

“Hopefully making you wet.”

“You’re succeeding.”

“Remember how we used to fuck in your parent’s house down in the basement? They’d be sound asleep upstairs while I’d twisted you more ways than a treacherous highway.”

“Yes, those were hot days.”

“I think it used to turn you on; getting laid while your parents were in the house.”

“Hmmm, you know me too well.”

“Yep, their good little girl getting fucked, sucking cock, and just a few feet away.”

“Stop. You know I’m a good girl.”

“No you’re not. You’re a naughty girl. A dirty girl. In fact, you’re gonna get down on your knees and suck your husband’s cock right now.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t, my parents are down stairs.”

“C’mon dirty girl, suck my cock.” Helena playfully smiled. This was turning her on big time. This was our little game. She was the second of three children and definitely her parent’s favorite. She always brought home good grades and never stayed out late. She was a virgin when I met here, and my hammer is the only tool that’s entered her lovely tool box. But deep down, she’s always wanted to be a bad girl, the naughty daughter, sucking cock and getting fucked, especially while her parents are in the house.

Helena dropped to her knees and pulled my boner out of my pants. She licked playfully at the pink tip as she looked up at me. “Even though I’m doing this, I’m a good girl, right? she said.

“No, no you’re not, you’re a bad girl and you know it. Suck that cock you little slut,” I instructed.

“Not so loud, my parents will hear you,” she said in between gulps of my wood. “What would they think?”

“Their sweet, innocent Helena is just a slut who loves cock. C’mon dirty girl, suck that dick. That’s it, all the way down. You’re such a good cock sucker. All the way down, slut. Mmm, that’s nice.”

Helena was working her dripping hole as her head moved back and forth on my helmet headed soldier. She was jerking it off into her mouth as her hand worked the welcoming confines of the pink palace between her legs.

Suddenly her father called up from the bottom of the stairs. He wanted to know my beeper number in case they needed to reach us in an emergency. I told it to him with my cock in his daughter’s mouth. Helena was moaning loudly. It was a major turn-on.

I reached down and removed my cock from between her lips. I started pumping my dick in her face as my wife knelt before me frigging her snatch. I slapped my seven inch rod all over her lips and cheeks as she masturbated in front of me. “Hurry up and come you little slut so I can fuck you. Your parents have such a slutty daughter. I’m gonna bang you right on top of the sink. Moan for me dirty girl,” I instructed, and soon Helena was gushing girlie jiz all over her tired hand. She quickly jumped up and took a seat on the vanity.

“You’re gonna fuck your dirty girl?”

“Of course, that’s what you want; to get fucked while your parents are down stairs. Too bad they don’t know what a whore their daughter is.”

“No, I’m good,” Helena protested, but willingly spread her legs to her neatly trimmed, blond cunt.

“No you’re not. You’re a dirty girl. You just love cock and wanna get fucked, right?”

“No, I’m good, but I do wanna get fucked.”

“No, you’re bad, you’re a dirty girl,” I told her as I slipped my pole inside her. She yelped and lifted her ass off the vanity while wrapping her arms around my neck, meeting each thrust of my growing cock with a slap of her thighs against mine.

“Am I a dirty girl?”

“Of course you are. You’re getting fucked while your parents are down stairs.”

“Ohh,” she sighed heavenly. Her pussy was slick and moist; her excitement sweeping her away to places where she only dreamed of these decadent desires.

“C’mon dirty girl, fuck this cock. You’re such a bad, bad, girl.”

“No, I’m good, I’m a good girl.”

“No way, Helena, you’re a little slut, and you know it.” There was silence. “Aren’t you?” I repeated.

“Yes,” I’m a dirty girl. She said as we both watched my cock disappear into her eager slit. “You know how bad you are?”

“How bad am I?”

“When I come, you’re gonna drop to your knees and take my load in your mouth and swallow it down like a dirty girl would. Your parents may think you’re a good girl, but I know you’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt. A big cunt.”

“Yes you are. Get ready for my load you dirty girl.” I pulled my cock from Helena’s sopping pussy as she jumped from atop the sink. I pushed her down on her knees while jerking my tool off in her pretty face, her mouth wide open like a hungry whore in a porno movie, eager for me to fill it with ropes of my sex syrup. “Ready you little cunt?”

“Yes, please come in my mouth. Come in your whore’s mouth.”

“I’m gonna come in your mouth while your parents are down stairs. They don’t know their daughter is such a slut, do they?”

“No.”

“But you are.”

“I am.”

“You’re what? Say it.”

“I’m a whore.”

“You’re a dirty girl,” I pressed.

“Yes, I’m a dirty girl.”

“You’re a cunt.”

“I’m a cunt,” she repeated as I blew my love lava in her mouth. She held her tongue out and I shot lines that found the back of her throat and bounced off her uvula. Sweat was glistening off her tits as I continued to spray semen all over her pretty features, leaving her face covered in a layer of my man milk. She looked up at me and smiled while licking the cream from the corners of her mouth.

“You’re such a good whore,” I commented and she smiled broadly.

Kristine At the Restaurant

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“Don’t you want to fuck me too?”

The 18-year-old babysitter’s words echoed in my mind in the next few days at my soulless office, which was lit in a permanent florescent noonday glow. The night after she gave me the blowjob, I paid Kristine for her time babysitting, and told her to go home. As much as I wanted to take her up to my bedroom and have my way with her, I simply couldn’t risk the fact that my son might hear us.

After his mother’s passing Luke had had trouble at school. Not acting out, really, more like the opposite. He withdrew and stayed alone on the playground. A teacher found him sitting in the sandbox where the younger children play, quietly sifting the sand through his hands, staring into the dust it stirred up when it hit the ground.

“It’s like he’s having an existential crisis, and he’s only ten,” Mrs. Lehmann, the school counselor, told me. She didn’t know if this was normal behavior for children who had lost parents. She didn’t have any recommendations, except that I keep an eye on him and try to get him to talk about his feelings, which I did anyway. Her eyes were visibly moist, and when she talked about the teacher finding Luke alone with the sand she even seemed to suppress a sob.

I didn’t know if it was normal for counselors to be unable to control their emotions, and I decided it didn’t matter. I had a hard time myself sometimes.

For this reason and many others, I decided I could not see Kristine again. The moments of lust that we had shared for time that she was stretched across my lap and while she sucked my cock had been a welcome change from the constant drudgery of my life after my wife’s death, which consisted of the gym, office and home. I loved my son and I loved every moment that I was able to spend with him, but I sorely missed my wife’s touch. For the first few months after her passing, I couldn’t be aroused by anything.

I even tried sleeping with a friend of my wife’s who had more or less thrown herself at me during the funeral. She was a quite attractive 40-year-old mother of two who was in great shape from her job teaching bikram yoga. We fucked for almost an hour in a variety of positions until I had to admit to her that I couldn’t feel anything and was never going to cum. She never called me back afterwards, even though she assured me that she understood. I went months without even thinking about sex. Kristine had been the first to change this.

After my decision not to see Kristine anymore, I had to hire a new babysitter. I really disliked the process. Mike, my poker buddy, had recommended Kristine to me because his oldest daughter was a classmate of hers. I couldn’t ask him for another recommendation without telling him about our encounter. I went through the process of placing ads. I knew that I was going to have to explain to Luke at some point why Kristine wasn’t coming back, so I stayed around the house for the next several weeks and did without seeing my friends or any kind of adult contact outside of work.

In the meantime, several calls came from local girls who wanted to babysit. I interviewed three of them, but they all seemed immature. I considered hiring a 19-year-old college student named Katie who seemed responsible enough, but when she mentioned her boyfriend I couldn’t help but flash back to the night I saw Kristine giving head to her friend from school, and so I told her I’d think it over, but I never called her back. I couldn’t risk hiring a slutty sitter for a second time.

Finally, I ran into an older woman from the church we used to go to who offered to sit for Luke anytime that I wanted to go out. She told me that her daughter, recently divorced, was ready to date again. Thinking I should take my mind off of Kristine, I decided to take the woman up on her offer, and to give her daughter a call as well.

Her daughter’s name was Mara, she was 28 years old, and she worked in human resources for a local company but was passionate about writing. I had no idea what this particular combination of qualities would add up to in person.

She was obviously expecting my call, so we moved past the formalities quickly and arranged to meet at a local TGI Fridays. I was afraid my choice of restaurant would insult her writerly pretensions but we both lived nearby and the closest non-chain restaurant was an hour in every direction.

As Friday approached, I was nervous about the date, but not for the normal reasons. I was afraid of disappointing Mara because of my general apathy; I was afraid she would feel like I was using her as a foothold on my way out of my pit of despair.

She was already at the bar when I arrived. I recognized her from the pictures we had exchanged via e-mail. She had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and a sympathetic face. Thankfully she was slim, which was by no means something that goes without saying the in Midwestern united states. I was relieved to see her drinking beer, and a Samuel Adams at that, which spoke volumes for our potential future compatibility.

We sat at a booth and ordered an appetizer, an assortment of small bits of food, each of which had lost its individual particularities of appearance and flavor during its trip through the deep fryer. I was relieved to discover that Mara was not a vegan.

After the appetizer, our beers were almost empty. Now was the time to decide whether or not we would have a second drink. Mara had proven herself to be an engaging conversationalist. She had worked for newspapers, had lived abroad, and had taken the job in the HR firm as a way to save money before launching a career as a freelancer. I was pleasantly surprised.

As we asked the waitress for another round, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. Thinking it might be from Mara’s mom who was sitting for Luke, I excused myself quickly and took it out to read it. I was completely unprepared for what it said:

“Hi Mr Richards. So you decided to come see me at my new job? I’ll meet you in the men’s room in 5 min. – Kristine.”

“Everything ok?” asked Mara as I stared at the screen.

“Yeah. Yeah everything’s fine. It’s the phone company telling me they’re going to deduct my bill for this month,” I said.

I tried to smile as if nothing had happened. On the one had I was angry that Kristine was trying to ruin my date with Mara, but on the other hand, I couldn’t forget the image of my spunk coating her beautiful teen face and her licking it up with gusto. In the end, my cock made the decision for me.

“Could you excuse me for a second?” I asked, “I have to go to the restroom.”

The men’s room was handicapped-accessible, that is, it was a large room with no stalls and a lock on the door. A few seconds after I went in, I heard a faint knock. My heart pounded as I turned the knob and Kristine bounded in, her perky breasts poking out from under her unflattering TGI Friday’s uniform. She turned quickly to lock the door behind her then jumped up to give me a peck on the cheek.

“Happy to see me Mr Richards?” she asked.

“Surprised is more like it.”

“But you’re a little happy?”

“Part of me is happy.”

“What part is that Mr Richards?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

She dropped to her knees and slowly unbuttoned her shirt to expose her ample cleavage. This time, her bra was black. She looked up at me playfully as she unzipped my pants.

“Are you sure your girlfriend won’t mind?”

“Are you sure your boyfriend won’t mind?”

“We broke up.”

I gasped as she took my cock in her mouth.

“What happened?”

She bobbed up and down for a moment before coming up for air.

“He caught me sucking his friend’s cock in the school parking lot.”

“Imagine that,” I said, watching my cock disappear between her thick, full lips.

“I guess my secret’s out,” she said, taking my rock hard cock out of her mouth, standing up and pulling down her uniform pants.

“Oh?” I asked, stroking my cock as she pulled down her black thong panties and leaned forward to support herself against the wall.

“I’m a total slut,” she said, taking my cock in one hand and guiding it into her moist pussy.

“Mmm,” I said, savoring the first thrust inside her, “you certainly are, aren’t you?”

I began to fuck her like I hadn’t fucked anyone before but my wife. I started out slow, then sped up, then slowed down again. I twisted my hips and Kristine moaned as my cock stroked unknown pleasure points inside her pussy. I reached around and teased her clit with my fingers. I slapped her ass so hard I left a big red handprint on it. I was so lost in the moment I almost forgot I was on a date and that Mara was waiting for me at the table.

“Cum for me you little slut,” I said as I sped up.

“Oh yes,” she cried, “Your cock feels so good.”

“Tell me you want it.”

“Oh yes Mr Richards. I want your cock.”

“Yell it. Scream it so they can hear you outside.”

“GIVE ME YOUR COCK MR RICHARDS,” she screamed.

“Yes, take it you little whore,” I said, fucking her harder and slapping her ass.

“OH PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEASE.”

She came hard on my cock, her inner muscles trembling in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” I announced, speeding up.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, coming down from her orgasm, “fill up my pussy with your cum.”

I came in a hard burst, shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her tight 18-year-old pussy. After I had loosed the last volley, I pulled out and caught my breath. To my surprise, Kristine turned around, got on her knees, and sucked the last few drops of cum from my cock. Then she smiled up at me and said “You can go back to your girlfriend now. I hope she doesn’t smell my pussy on you when you fuck her later tonight.”

“She’s not my girlfriend,” I said, zipping up my pants and inspecting my clothing for traces of our encounter.

“Whatever,” said Kristine, “you’ve got my number. We should do this again sometime.”

She gave me a peck on the cheek, zipped up her pants and disappeared out the door. As I washed my hands I got another text message on my phone:

“I can feel your cum dripping down my leg ;-).” It said.

God, I thought, how am I going to deal with this woman?

After School Help

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Finally, the bell rang. Class was over. Seth sighed a heavy sigh of relief.

“Alright, guys, remember! The test on Chapter 4 is when?”

The class sighed, grumbled and in a collectively defeated unison, replied, “Tomorrow.”

“Right. Also, remember, if you do better on this test than the previous one, I will drop your first test grade and count this one twice.” A little incentive and hopefully, the class would appreciate his teaching a little more. No excited responses. The life of a teacher, he thought. You give them a treat and they still think you’re a fucking prick. He moved to his desk, settling in for his afternoon break. One class period off, one more after that and the day was done. He glanced up, watching his students file out, picking out some of their conversations and smiled to himself. I remember when I was in your shoes, guys. It’s not as bad as you think, you’ll see.

He became so engrossed with his grade book, that he didn’t see her quietly approach the desk.

“Mr. Allen?”

When she spoke his name in her husky voice, he jumped, startled right out of his train of thought. “Ah, yes, Ms. Wolfe? How can I help you?”

Jadyn Wolfe was a knockout for her 18 years of age. Her silky blue-black hair framed her delicate face, and those sapphire blue eyes were enough to pierce your heart. Her blue blouse and short skirt, perhaps a little too tight, hugged her perfect curves in all the right places and when she walked with those long slender legs, she seemed to glide untouchably through a crowd. Jadyn gave off a seductive aroma of mystery; all the men wanted her, all the girls hated her. She paid them all no mind, and mainly kept to herself. She seemed unbreakable, and even sexier, untouchable.

She brushed her long hair over her shoulder and tilted her head to the side. “Um, I was wondering if you had any time later on today, after school, if you could help explain some concepts from the chapter to me. I didn’t do so hot on the first test and I’m really worried about tomorrow’s.”

Seth pressed his fingertips together, trying not to look into her piercing eyes for too long. He freely admitted to himself the first time he saw her that she was sexy, but all teachers know it’s suicide to have an affair with a student. The thought had crossed his mind before, her naked body engulfing his member as he pumped into her, their sweaty bodies making sweet music together on his desk…

He shook his head, erasing the image out of his head. Jadyn narrowed her eyes slightly, smirking slightly as if she had telepathically read his desires. “Well, Ms. Wolfe, I normally don’t tutor students. I encourage you to study with others from the class so you can all benefit the same and perhaps help each other learn something new. I don’t want it to seem like I’m playing favorites….” his voice trailed off.

She nodded. “I understand. Um, thanks anyways.” She turned to leave.

“But,” he continued. What are you doing? “I suppose I could help you a bit later. I have some time around say, 2:45. Is that okay for you?” No playing favorites, Seth!

Jadyn smiled that sexy smile of hers. “That’s perfect. Thanks so much, Mr. Allen. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Jadyn. See you then.” She smiled again, and strolled out of the room, that sexy body teasing him all the way out.

His smile quickly turned to confusion. Control yourself, Seth, he thought. She’s a student. She probably just wants help for the test. No big deal. “Yeah,” he said aloud. “No big deal.”

The rest of the day flew by. As 2:45 rolled around, Seth was engulfed in correcting the homework assignment handed in by his 8th period class. C’mon, this is not brain surgery. You need to study a little more. His red pen scribbled comments and he added it to the already critiqued work. He sighed. He loved teaching, but it always pissed him off when students did poorly. He glanced out the window, watching the rain pattering against the windows. He was so engrossed in his work that he didn’t even realize it had begun to rain. Hopefully, it would taper off after he and Jadyn were through. Jadyn. Even the sound of her name in his mind turned him on. He let his mind wander to fantasy as the bulge in his pants grew, imagining Jadyn in the showers after gym class. The hot steamy water running down her skin, her body gliding soap to clean off the dirt from the day. Her mouth parts, and she sighs as she discreetly slides her hand down toward her sex. With her fingers, she strokes herself up and down along her lips. Moaning, she dares further to slide her fingers into her pussy, letting her juices guide her fingers towards an amazing release. Harder and faster she thrusts, moaning louder and louder until she climaxes and collapses to her knees, sighing out “Seth…” as she comes down from heaven…

A soft knock on the door startled him back to reality. Seth cleared his throat and pushed himself closer to the desk to disguise his bulge. “Come in!” he called out.

Jadyn walked in with her bag over her shoulder. She quietly shut the door, silently locking it when he looked down. “Thanks again, Mr. Allen. I hope this helps me get my grades up,” she said as she sat in the seat next to his desk. Seth flashed her a quick smile, as he picked up the piles of papers and put them in his briefcase. “No problem, Ms. Wolfe. Now, what questions do you have for me?”

She inched the chair closer to him; her blouse was unbuttoned slightly, giving him a nice view of her perfect breasts. He glanced down quickly, a small wave of passion running down to his already solid member. He looked back up to find her blue eyes piercing him. Shit. Caught.

“I was wondering if you could explain to me the difference between Britain’s Parliament versus our form of government. I can’t seem to understand it,” her husky voice milking the words out, almost as if she was teasing him. Her eyes studied him closely as he fumbled for words to speak. Relax, Seth. She’s just a student. Somehow that didn’t seem to have an effect anymore. “Sure” was all he could manage to sputter out.

The lesson continued, and as he tried to stay focused, he couldn’t help get the thought of pleasuring Jadyn out of his head. Running his tongue everywhere on her skin, exploring her body with his strong hands…it was all too tempting. He sighed heavily when she finally nodded her head, smiled and said, “Ok, I think I got it. Thanks for your help, Mr. Allen.”

“You’re welcome Jadyn. I hope I’ve been at least slightly helpful.” Seth reclined back in his chair as she got up to pack her bag. You’ve survived Seth, good job. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back.

Jadyn cleared her throat and brushed her hair behind her ear. “You know, I really appreciate this.” She turned around to face him. “I owe you a favor.”

She silently slinked in between Seth and his desk and sat down on the edge. Seth opened his eyes to find her sitting in front of him, her hands gripping the edge of his desk, her eyes rested on his. “No, no, Ms. Wolfe.” He stammered. “I’m your teacher. I get paid to teach you. You don’t have to do anything for me.”

“What if I want to?” She kept her eyes on his, her gaze not shifting. Seth swallowed. “Jadyn, I, uh…I…can’t accept any, um, favors…”

He watched her hand move up to her blouse and one by one, she unbuttoned it, exposing her black lace bra. “This isn’t a favor, Mr. Allen. This is called lust. I saw you staring at my breasts earlier, and I’ve seen the way you look at me during class. I know you want me, I can see it in your eyes.” She slid her blouse off her shoulders and tossed it aside. “I’m ready and willing, Seth. I’m yours for the taking.”

When she said his name, his desire consumed him. He stood up and put his hands on her shoulders. “I can’t Jadyn. You know how much trouble…”

She interrupted him by passionately kissing him. Her tongue probed his as her fingers ran through his hair. He lost control and kissed her back, running his hands down her back onto her ass, giving it a tight squeeze. He pushed her back on the desk, breaking their kiss. “God, I want you,” he growled in a low voice as he attacked her neck with his mouth. Jadyn sighed as she tilted her head back. “I know,” she whispered into his ear.

Seth ran his hands up to her breasts. Fondling them through the lace material, he heard Jadyn moan softly. He moved his mouth back up to hers, letting all the desire that built up for the past month and a half flow out. Jadyn grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, revealing his chiseled chest. She ran her fingernails down his abdomen, causing Seth to growl as his tongue ran across her lips. He grabbed the zipper of her skirt, until Jadyn stepped back and shimmied out of it. She turned around and bent over, showing off her matching lace thong as she stepped out of her skirt. Seth ran his hands over her ass cheeks and sighed. She grabbed the desk as he laid over her, kissing her back as he undid the clasp to her bra. Her breasts fell out as he threw her bra to the floor; he cupped her naked breasts and grinded his stiff member into her backside. She seductively laughed and turned around. His mouth trailed down her collarbone and onto her nipple, licking and sucking it as he cupped her other breast. Jadyn moaned as he nibbled her nipple softly and grabbed his hair again. “God, Seth, that feels so good,” she panted. He continued to suck on her nipple as she felt down to his belt, undoing it and pulling his pants and boxers off. She ran her finger along his erect member, causing Seth to tilt his head back in pleasure. She stood up and stared into his lust filled eyes. “Sit down,” she commanded, her sapphire eyes weakening his knees.

She dropped to her knees and spread his legs. As she ran her nails on the inside of his thighs, Seth moaned, anticipating her mouth on his cock. Her tongue ran slowly up his thigh, and down the other, just missing his sensitive spot. “Please…” he whispered.

Jadyn smiled at him and wrapped her mouth around the head, gripping the base of his penis. “Like that?” she teased. “Yes…” Seth begged. She stroked his penis as she took him all in. He rolled his eyes back into his head, amazed at her talents. She began to bob up and down slowly, sensually licking his member like an ice cream cone to slow his climax. He ran his fingers into her hair and guided her head on his cock. She twisted her grip in the opposite directions as she twisted her mouth. Seth glanced down to look at her sucking him off. The voyeurism was too much for him to handle. He felt his balls begin to tighten, and anticipated an amazing orgasm. “Oh fuck, Jadyn. I’m gonna come soon…” he said in a hoarse whisper. She tightened her grip on his cock and began to suck harder and faster. The combination of the wetness of her mouth and the grip of her hand was too much for him. He moaned as he unleashed spurt after spurt of semen into her mouth, gasping for air after every cry. He watched as she swallowed it all, not spilling a drop of come out of her mouth. After what seemed an eternity of pleasure, he came down from his high as he member softened. He sighed as she stood up, “That was incredible. But now it’s my turn.” Jadyn flashed him her wicked smile. “So take me.”

Seth pushed her back on the desk and pulled off her thong. He laid her down as his tongue trailed down her midsection, towards her navel. He teased her a bit by running the tip of his tongue around it, and slowly moved it down to her thighs. He spread her legs apart, inhaling the addictive aroma of her womanhood, moist and wet from all their foreplay. He rubbed her breasts and he slowly inched his tongue towards her slit. As Jadyn moaned, he whispered, “Not yet” and sank his fingers into her wet pussy. He pumped them up and down as she moved her hips in synchronous motion to his fingers. He leaned down again and found her clitoris, which he flicked with the tip of his tongue. Jadyn yelped and pulled his head towards her pussy. “Lick me,” she commanded, which he happily obliged.

As he continued to thrust his fingers deep inside her, Seth licked her pussy lips in figure eights, moistening every inch of her sex with his tongue. Jadyn bucked her hips against his face, engulfing every lick, suck, kiss and nibble he offered into her pussy. He finger fucked her harder and licked her faster, stopping only to ask her, “You want more?” Jadyn felt her orgasm approaching. “Oh my god Seth, lick me. I’m gonna come!” Her breathing became heavy as the sweat appeared on her breasts. As her orgasm engulfed her, she cried out. Her orgasm was so sexy; his member stiffened at the sight of her flushed face and she sighed as Seth drank up her juices.

“Oh my god,” she sighed as she sat up. “That was amazing.” She opened her eyes and glanced at his stiff cock. She kissed him as she commanded to him. “Fuck me, Seth,” she moaned. “I need to feel you inside me.”

That’s all he needed to here. His wildest fantasy was about to come true.

Seth guided his cock to her opening. There, he teased her by slowly rubbing the head up and down her slit. She sighed and pierced him with her eyes. “Tease,” she moaned.

“You’re one to talk.” Seth growled as he plunged his cock all the way inside her. Once he was all the way inside, he stopped to look at Jadyn recover from taking him all in. Her mouth hanging open, a sigh resting on her tongue, she slowly began to rock her hips into Seth’s. He grabbed her hips and began to grind her back. She opened her eyes and kissed him. “Fuck me harder,” she whispered her command. Seth slowly began to buck harder; her wet pussy swallowed his throbbing cock entirely with each thrust. This is what you’ve been waiting for, Seth. Make the most of it. Sweat began to pour fro their bodies as they slapped their hips together on the desk. “Faster. Harder. Oh god, Seth, fuck me!” Jadyn groaned. Their bodies began to grind faster and Seth could feel his balls tightening again. Jadyn wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer. Together, they moaned and released their orgasm, and Seth pumped her full of his cum. Jadyn sighed as she collapsed into his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. Once she came down from coming, she turned to face Seth and tenderly kissed him in between her gasping breaths. “Thank for all your help,” she whispered as she bit his lower lip. Seth smiled. “My pleasure. Let me know if you need any more after school help.”

Jadyn grinned. “Well, I do need help with the essay you assigned for next week. Is tomorrow ok?”

“Definitely.” Seth replied, a wicked glint flashing in his eye. I guess not all the students think I’m a fucking prick when I give them a treat.

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Wifes Secret Party Slut Job

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“How did it go tonight?” I asked my wife as she returned home.

“Okay.” She replied, trying to muster up a smile as she did so.

Of course I knew how her night had went. I knew exactly where she had been and exactly what she had done, because I had watched her doing it. She had been fucked by at least seven different guys. 

I should have been livid, I should have packed my bags and left her, but I now knew that she had been a reluctant participant in the events I had witnessed. And I knew that she was doing it for us. Sounds strange, but it was true.

The whole thing started a few months ago, really when she lost her job due to the economic downturn. We were struggling to pay the bills, even with the little extra I was making in over-time; when her friend Kelly suggested that she could make good money working with her as an events organiser. Initially Susan was enthusiastic, especially when Kelly told her how much she could make, but after one night when she went with Kelly to an event she decided that it wasn’t for her. I couldn’t draw her on what the problem was so I left it at that.

A couple of months after that first event, Susan told me she was going to help Kelly with her next party, she seemed hesitant and again I asked her what the problem was, and again she was non-committal.

The night of the event came along and I could sense that she was almost dreading going out to it, of course now I know why, but at the time it all seemed very odd, I put it down to first time nerves and a lack of confidence. She made £1000 that night and I was ecstatic. 

Looking back I can see it was then that things started to go sour between us. She lost her interest in sex, and she seemed to be more and more depressed. In the months that followed she helped Kelly at three more events and earned another £3000, but sank deeper into the gloom that had enveloped her.

I eventually came to the conclusion that she was having an affair, stupid I know, but how could I have guessed that the problem really was that she was working as a high-class call girl.

I came to the conclusion that the man she was seeing behind my back must work with her, so I decided to follow her to the next event and find out exactly what was going on.

Kelly picked up my wife shortly before 8pm that Saturday night; I was already outside the house, waiting further down the street in a rented car, so when Kelly pulled onto the street and drove past me, I discreetly followed them. After about 30 minutes they pulled into the busy driveway of a large detached villa somewhere in the suburbs. The house was brightly lit and was surrounded by trees set back from a small lawn. The property was enclosed by a high wooden fence, but I scaled it easily enough and waited, hidden in the trees to see what I could make out from the outside.

I could easily discern that a party was going on in the house and since Kelly and Susan had arrived without any bags or boxes, or anything that you would expect people organising an event to have I knew that my suspicions were correct. I thought about storming into the house and confronting my wife, but I had no proof. After a few minutes waiting in the darkness, I crept up to one of the windows and peered in. 

The room was well lit and it appeared to be a dining room, a very large table ran the length of the room, set for ten places, the plates and remains of the meal still sat on the table. I heard a cheer from deeper within the building, so I crept around to the back of the house and found another window to look into, this one was the kitchen. Just as I looked in two men came into the room and I jumped back into the shadows.

“You’ve got to hand it to Eric, he certainly knows how to throw a bachelor party.” One of the men said.

“I was at the last one, for the rowing team, same thing. I had a piece of the blonde one that night, but the one with the curly black hair is on the menu tonight.” 

“Yeah she’s really sexy. You want to double team her?”

“Hell, why not, just so long as we switch after a while I want to fuck her and have her blow me.”

They high-fived each other, picked up a bottle of wine and swaggered back out of the room.

I stood there in the shadows absolutely dumbfounded by what I’d just heard. They were describing my wife, no doubt about it. I felt sick to the stomach as their words replayed in my mind. Every emotion surged through me, but I was paralysed by indecision. 

Suddenly the kitchen door opened, flooding light onto the rear lawn.

“Just think of the money Susan, that’s all you need to do.” It was Kelly.

“You said this would get easier. It’s not, if anything it’s getting harder to do.” Susan replied. I could tell from her voice that she was struggling to keep it together.

“I know you don’t like doing this, neither do I. But it’s a job, a bloody well paid one and you said this was going to be the last time didn’t you?”

“Yes. I can’t do this any more, it’s affecting me and Joe. God if he ever found out about this.”

“Hello ladies! Are you ready for the party to start.” A male voice suddenly asked.

“Just coming big boy.” Kelly replied giggling.

Susan let out a long sigh.

“Come on Suze, remember to act like you’re enjoying it and try and say the right things. And just think of the money.”

The door closed and the lawn was plunged back into darkness. I was still numb from the shock but now I understood it all. She wasn’t having an affair, she was doing this to try and make money so we could continue to live as we had been. Strangely I was relieved. A million questions raced through my mind but I knew that I had already forgiven her and now my concern was for her safety. I couldn’t go get her, as she would never be able to live with herself knowing that I knew what she had been doing, so my only option was to watch her to make sure that she was okay. Lights came on upstairs, bedrooms probably, but how to see in. The solution was simple enough, I climbed one of the trees at the back of the lawn and found a position where I could see into one of the bedrooms; as luck would have it Susan, not Kelly entered the room.

The two men that I had overheard earlier followed her in. Susan looked stunning dressed in a black bra and panties, she was also wearing stockings and suspenders, since she has worn this combo for me before I knew she would also be wearing her brown high-heeled shoes. Susan is petite at 5′ 4″ she has loosely curled black hair, which spilled over her shoulders and framed her ample breasts. She turned around and beckoned one of the men over, he looked about 50 slightly overweight with grey hair, he walked up to her and leaned down to kiss her neck, trailing kisses down to the tops of her breasts, he unclasped her bra and slipped it off her shoulder, he then started sucking on her nipples. This continued for a couple of minutes before Susan sat down on the bed and unzipped his fly, she unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down, she then pulled his boxer shorts down allowing his very hard penis to spring forth. She took the rock hard cock in her hands and stroked it for a little while before enveloping it with her lips. Susan is very good at giving a blowjob and she certainly went to town on this guy, she bobbed up and down on his cock, while all the time she continued pumping him with both her hands. Meanwhile the other guy, who looked about 30, started to undress and sidled up to the bed. Unfortunately the windows were shut so I couldn’t hear what was being said, but whatever he said prompted Susan to lean back against the headboard. She younger of the two then lay down on the bed and opened my wife’s legs. He immediately set about eating her pussy through her panties. Susan returned to sucking on the cock of the older one and, after a few minutes, allowed the younger one to remove her panties. They continued like this for a few minutes, when the two guys changed positions. The younger one was now going to benefit from my wife’s excellent cock sucking skills. He had a much smaller cock than the first guy but that only made it easier for her to deep throat him.

I could tell from the expression on her face that the older guy was hitting the right spot with his tongue, Susan stopped sucking on the younger one’s cock but continued pumping him with her left hand. With her right she grabbed the hair of the one between her legs and started to press her pussy into his face. She suddenly arched her back and let out a loud moan, which I could hear even from my perch in the trees. There followed an ironic cheer from downstairs in the house. If she was acting, then she seemed to be putting on a show worthy of an Oscar.

After a brief respite to allow her to recover, Susan knelt down on the bed, doggie style. The younger guy stood behind her and slowly guided his shaft into her. She arched her back and spread her legs a little further to allow him easier access. He started pumping her, holding onto her hips as he did so. The older guy moved closer and guided his still rock hard cock into her mouth.

I sat transfixed in the branches of the tree watching my gorgeous wife being spit-roasted by these two strangers, it was like watching a movie and I was acutely aware of my own hard on.

The two guys eventually got a rhythm going with the older one benefiting from the younger one’s thrusting, they continued like this for about ten minutes before they swapped around. Again my wife’s willing mouth sucked greedily on the cock of the younger guy, whilst his partner thrust into her from behind while he reached around to play with her perfectly formed breasts. Another of the guests came in and watched the action for a while before he left the room. After another ten minutes of frantic fucking the two men high-fived each other again before pulling out. Susan squatted down on the floor, leaning back on the bed. The young guy stepped closer and allowed Susan to start wanking his cock, the older guy soon followed and the two of them stood either side of her. She again sucked on the older one and then started alternating between the two. It didn’t take long however before the older guy took hold of his cock and started wanking himself, he stood back slightly and let flow with a torrent of cum which caught Susan square on her face. The younger one followed seconds after; bathing her face in another jet of creamy cum. Susan reached up and continued wanking the two men. It was then that she surprised me again by alternately sucking on both the cocks, licking the dripping sperm from their softening members. She stood up, cum had splattered onto her neck and down onto her breasts, there was a white streak in her hair and some sperm hanging from her chin. She looked like a cheap porno starlet, but to me she looked amazing. 

Susan left the room, presumably to clean up before her next…customer, I guess. 

I stayed in the tree hoping to see some more of her show, I no longer cared about what she was doing I only cared about her and I was actually enjoying the sights I was seeing. After what seemed an age Susan re-entered the room, albeit in a rather unexpected way. She was carried into the room by a giant of a man, he was black, about 6′ 5″ with a shaved head; and had my wife impaled on his cock. Susan was hanging onto his neck, simultaneously bouncing up and down on his massive erection; he must have been at least 9″. Another man followed them in, said something, upon which they all left the room. 

The bedroom next to the one Susan had been using was also well lit and presumably was where Kelly was fucking some of the other guests. I couldn’t quite see into the room from my vantage point but I saw enough to make me believe that’s where Susan had been carried. I climbed down the tree and quickly climbed another one, which allowed me to see into the other room. I was relieved to see that I had been correct in my assumptions. Kelly was laid spread-eagled on another bed with one guy kneeling between her legs pounding her pussy, two other men knelt by her head each benefiting from her obvious skills at cock sucking. 

Susan was still bobbing up and down on her black giant, whilst another three or four naked men stood around watching the action. After a short while my wife slipped down from the black guy who moved over to Kelly, he took position between her legs and immediately started thrusting deep into her. Susan meanwhile, had squatted down in front of a skinny guy and was sucking on his cock; the guy had hold of her head and was gently fucking her face. All the attention was on monster dick however; I could clearly hear Kelly moan each time he buried his shaft in her shaved pussy, I was thankful that he wasn’t doing the same to Susan, since her petite frame would probably have been hurt. The black guy continued pounding Kelly for five minutes or so before he withdrew, knelt up and literally exploded; jet after jet of thick white cum rained down on Kelly coating her torso. A cheer went up from the watching group, Susan stopped sucking on the skinny guy, stood up and crossed over to where Kelly was lying, bathed in semen on the bed. Susan moved over her friend and started to lick up the sperm. She moved from pussy to breast and back down again before she lay down on her friend and started to kiss her. Another revelation, I had never known she would have dreamed of doing anything to another woman, let alone something so shamefully erotic. Long threads of sperm stretched between their mouths when they moved their faces away. 

There was another break in the proceedings as the two girls left the room, they returned showered and cleaned up. The rest of the evening was somewhat less spectacular; the remaining guests seemed content to simply fuck the two women. I continued to watch my wife perform blowjobs and fuck with strangers for another two hours. The final count by my reckoning was seven.

So there I stood in the hallway of our home looking at my gorgeous wife, whom I knew had just fucked seven different men, had swallowed load after load of semen and had licked an ocean of sperm from her friend’s naked body.

“You look beat,” I said, “why don’t you go up to bed, it’s after 2AM anyway.”

“No, I’ll take a shower first.” She replied, she stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to look at me. “I made £3000 tonight, but I can’t do the work anymore; it takes to much out of me. Things are going to be better between us from now on. I promise.”

A Very Horny Birthday

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I’m a single father raising two teenage kids: Sara, who is 19, and Mike, 18. My wife Julie decided after three years of marriage that she wasn’t the family type and left us. It’s been just the three of us since.

For Mike’s 18th birthday I decided to rent a skin flick, buy a six pack of beer, and just have a “guy’s night” with him. Mike has always been a little introverted, always studying to get good grades, and shy toward the girls. I figured our celebration might loosen him up a bit and let him have some fun.

We were about ten minutes into the flick and had just finished our first brew when Sara walked into the room. Immediately I became uncomfortable because I didn’t know what she would think about what we were watching. She was the type who would consider a porno movie chauvinistic or immature. To my surprise, she just asked if she could watch too. I said sure and she plopped down on the couch next to Mike.

During the slow parts of the movie I glanced over at the two of them to see their reactions. Mike was riveted to the TV; I was sure he was a virgin and that this was the first time he had witnessed sexual acts. He studied every scene intently. Sara seemed nonchalant. Unlike Mike, I knew Sara had been sexually active because she had asked me to buy birth control pills for her since she was sixteen.

As the movie neared the end, Sara began to shift her legs around during each of the hot scenes. She had shared a beer with us and I figured the movie was starting to get her aroused. Mike’s face was still glued to the TV. It had an effect on him too: the lump on the inside of his left leg was growing quite long. Sara became increasingly fidgety and finally placed her hand on Mike’s leg. This startled him out of his gaze for a moment, as if he realized for the first time that his sister was sitting next to him. He immediately turned his attention back to the TV, not wanting to miss a moment of the action.

Undaunted, Sara slid her hand up Mike’s leg and firmly gripped the lump in his pants. He jolted to an upright position and looked at her with the most shocked expression I had ever seen. She just looked back at him, with a half “I need you” look and half sly smile, as if she was thinking “you have no idea what you’re about to experience.”

Mike looked at me puzzled, not saying anything. He was expecting me to do something to stop his sister. I just shrugged and gave him a “whatever” look. Surprisingly, Sara was acting as if I wasn’t even in the room. I was sitting in my recliner, separated from the two of them on the couch. I guess that gave her enough space to make her feel like they were alone, yet I was close enough to clearly see everything that went on.

Mike looked back into Sara’s face. Without removing her gaze from him, she took his right hand and placed it firmly on one of her tits. He recognized his cue and squeezed it gently, trying to gauge its size and firmness through her bra. As Mike continued to fondle his sister’s tit, she continued to stroke his throbbing rod.

“Stand up in front of me,” Sara said, as she grasped his upper arm, trying to help him up.

Her words jolted me out of what seemed like a dream. I suddenly realized I was watching my daughter come onto my son. Mixed emotions flooded in: this isn’t right. But the movie, beer, and the teens’ actions so far made me a little horny, and I wanted to see more. I decided to sit back and see what would happen.

Mike was standing and Sara had positioned him directly in front of her. Sitting on the edge of the couch, she unfastened his pants, slid her fingers under the waistband of his shorts, and pulled his pants and shorts down with a single jerk. Mike’s cock sprang out to meet her, pointing directly at her face. It was white and smooth, not having experienced the joys of sex. His balls were clearly swollen, probably from watching the movie and experiencing Sara’s strokes.

The movie ended. The TV was nothing but snow and hiss now. I didn’t want to shut it off for fear that my actions would break the chain of events. Sara caressed the inside of Mike’s thighs, being careful not to touch his cock or balls. She was teasing him, making his passions rise. While doing this, she stared at the youthful rod in front of her face, admiring its length and thickness. Finally, she let her hand slide up to his balls and cupped them in her hand. Mike let out a moan. His cock jerked up in a spasm. Sara could tell her brother wasn’t far from shooting his load so she wasted no more time. Grasping his cock firmly in her hand, she gave it a few strokes and then slipped it into her mouth. Mike let out another moan. My own member started to throb as I imagined what Mike must be feeling as his cock slides into a warm, wet mouth for the first time.

Sara worked Mike’s cock like an expert. She licked it up and down, then rammed it into her mouth a few times. She looked up at him with a smile on her face as her tongue flicked over the sensitive underside of his rod. When I saw his swollen balls suck up into his crotch I knew he was nearing orgasm. Mike started to look anxious. His voice cracked and wavered as he said, “I… I… think you should stop now!” Sara ignored his plea as her head continued to bob up and down on his rod.

“Aaaahhhh,” Mike yelled, as he unloaded his cum into his sister’s throat. Sara kept the throbbing member in her mouth as it continued to spurt form its steaming stream.

Mike’s cock quickly shrank and slipped out of Sara’s mouth. She gave it a kiss, then Mike collapsed on the couch, his legs and arms sprawled out.

“Wow!” he exclaimed, as his shriveling member oozed out the last few drops of cum. Sara giggled, then stood up.

“It’s my turn now,” she said as she began to unbutton her blouse. She quickly removed her blouse and jeans, leaving only her bra and panties on. She stood still for a moment, giving Mike time to survey her body. I realized that I was seeing it for the first time since she was very small. Sara had been athletic in school and she was a cheerleader. Her body was toned and smooth. She was at that perfect stage when her body was taking on the sexy curves of an adult woman, yet still maintained a youthful firmness and glow.

As she stood in front of Mike she placed her hands on her hips, then crossed her arms as she slid her hands across her belly. Her hands slid up her sides, arms still crossed, until they reached her shoulders. This made her tits squeeze together and it produced the most amazing mounds bulging out of her bra. She uncrossed her arms as she slid her hands up her neck, over her ears, and through her hair. She stretched out her arms over her head, clasping her hands together. Then she stood on her tip toes, leaned slightly forward and arched her back. It was a wonderful sight: her young body was stretched out, her wide legs were long and slender, her ass was hiked up and out proudly, her belly was sucked in, her tits were pushed forward, and her head was tilted back.

Mike just stared, his mouth hanging open. My cock began throbbing again. Sara held that pose for a moment, then stood flat on her feet. She let her bra straps down, then held the cups over her tits as she slipped her arms out of the straps. After a short pause, she slowly peeled the bra cups down, revealing her ample tits. They were pointed, full, and sticking straight out. The little white triangles from her bathing suit and her bright pink nipples stood out like neon signs against her well tanned body. Her nipples were little pink mounds on the ends of her tits, like cherry halves on scoops of ice cream.

After removing her bra, Sara began rubbing her crotch. She pressed her panties into her slit and pulled them up slightly so that the shape of her pussy was clearly visible. Turning around so that her back was facing Mike, Sara leaned forward slightly, put her hands on her hips, then slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She slowly pulled them down, revealing the finest heart-shaped ass I had ever seen. When her panties fell to the ground, I noticed they were wet.

Mike’s flaccid cock began to stir. My heart was racing. Sara spun around, leaned over Mike, and steadied herself by holding onto the back of the couch. This move placed one of her tits right in her brother’s face. Mike wasted no time taking her luscious tit into his mouth and sucking on it with abandon. He massaged her other tit vigorously. Still standing, Sara spread her legs wide, making her legs look like an upside down V. At this point, I had the most awesome view of her pussy. It was shaved around her slit, revealing a smooth, light colored mound. Her lips peeked out of her slit, pink and moist.

Sara took Mike’s hand that was massaging her tit and guided it down to her snatch. He groped around awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Sara took one of his fingers and parted her pussy lips with it. Then she guided it up to her clit and rubbed it for a while. Her hips swayed back and forth while she did this, giving me a wonderful show. She let go of Mike’s hand, letting him continue as she closed her eyes. My cock was aching as I watched Mike’s finger spreading her slit, exposing her opening to me. I wanted to plant my long hard cock deep in that sweet young pussy, and it took all the self control I could muster to remain in my chair.

By this time, Mike had a full erection again. Sara kneeled down in front of the couch and took his throbbing rod into her mouth. After getting it nice and wet, she stood up, turned around, and lowered herself onto her brother’s cock.

“Let’s see what you learned from that movie,” Sara said as she began sliding up and down on Mike’s shaft. Her tits jiggled playfully as she bounced up and down. Mike’s hands were on her hips, then he slid them up her sides until they covered her tits. He held onto them like handles. In the meantime, I was watching Sara’s snatch; it was hypnotic to see her soft pink lips glide up and down on Mike’s virgin white rod. Soon his cock was glistening from Sara’s orgasms; seeing it really turned me on. My cock was throbbing and straining to get out of my pants. I felt sure I was going to explode at any minute.

For the first time since this episode began, Sara looked over at me. Seeing the big bulge in my pants and the pained expression on my face, she motioned for me to stand next to her. I sprang from my chair and moved across the room. As I approached her, she reached out and stroked my bulge. Unlike Mike, I didn’t need to wait for anyone to undress me; I quickly dropped my pants, liberating my swollen, pulsing rod. Sara’s eyes widened. My cock is much larger than Mike’s, and my balls were enlargened from watching all the action.

Mike looked at me briefly and gave me a strange expression. I couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. It didn’t matter though, because he quickly returned to watching his sister’s ass bounce up and down in front of him.

Sara stroked my cock as she continued to fuck her brother. I was about to shoot my load all over her when she suddenly stopped. Panting from the workout, she let go of my cock and leaned forward. She raised herself up until Mike’s cock was about to slip out, then she began to slide up and down in small movements, not taking the whole thing in. I figured out what she was doing: she was letting Mike see his rod slide in and out of her pussy. Mike was taking it all in. As I watched, I realized that my daughter was a great fuck – no wonder she needed the pill.

Sara stood up and got down on the floor. She was on her hands and knees with her ass facing us. After arching her back so that her ass pointed up in the air, she spread her pussy lips wide open, exposing her gaping hole. My disappointed cock jerked at the sight.

“Come and get it!” Sara said to Mike. He walked toward her, his young hard cock swaying. Kneeling behind her, he took his rod in his hand and guided it into her soft, warm and wet hole. I was ready to cum again. How I wished that was my cock sliding in there!

Mike started pumping with long slow strokes at first, but it wasn’t long before he picked up the pace. Sara looked around at me and motioned for me to stand in front of her. As I stood in front of her she looked up at me and patted the floor directly below her.

“Lay down here,” she said. I sat down in front of her, letting my legs slip between her arms so that they were directly under her body. I leaned back, propping myself up on my elbows. My cock was directly below Sara’s face. As she began to suck on my swollen member I watched Mike fuck her from behind. His eyes were closed and he had an intense look on his face – I could tell he was really enjoying the ride. Sara pulled my cock out of her mouth.

“Fuck me harder!” she screamed at Mike. Mike picked up the pace some more. I slid over to my left a little so I could see more of Sara’s body. She continued to work on my cock.

“Ram me! Ram your cock in me!” Sara screamed again. Mike slammed into her with everything he had. Her ass rippled from the impacts and her tits were swaying wildly.

It was more than I could take – the recent years without sex, the porn movie, teens fucking… My balls were about to unleash the biggest load they’d ever had. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I sat up and grabbed Sara’s head as I felt the warmth welling up inside me.

“Aaahhh,” I moaned as my cock exploded inside her mouth. Sara gave out a strained “Mmmmph” as she tried to contain the buckets of cum I was shooting down her throat. I watched my cock pulsate as it continued to deliver its long overdue load into my daughter’s waiting mouth. I laid back and closed my eyes, savoring the peacefulness of my release. I thought about what had just happened. Did Sara really understand my need? Where did she learn all this?

I heard Mike let out a yell as he delivered his final strokes. His pace slowed rapidly until he finally stopped and collapsed on Sara’s back. I thought about his hot cum spurting deep inside her sweet young pussy. What a lucky guy. I was satisfied though. Sara looked up at me and gave me a sly smile.

“Happy birthday, brother,”she said as she continued to look at me.

In the months that followed out little episode, nothing was said about it. It was like we had an unspoken understanding that it was a one time thing. Our lives have continued pretty much the same as before, except for one thing… Mike isn’t as introverted now.

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Her Sister The Slut

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My girlfriend Kim and I have been going out for about 5 months. She is 23, about 5’4″, with auburn wavy hair and bright green eyes. Her skin is a little pale, and she has a hint of freckles on her face and shoulders. Kim has a thin build, with perky B cups and a tight apple ass. The first time I saw her walk away from me in tight little panties, slightly sucked up between her hard cheeks, I was hooked. I am three years older, 6′ even, muscular but not huge. Kim likes when I have a beard, so I keep a trimmed one that matches my short brown hair.

Kim’s little sister Katie has fallen on hard times. Frankly, she’s a bitch. I don’t often use that term, but she really is. Drugs, skipping school, sexting, all before she even came close to graduating high school. She got kicked out when she tried to seduce a teacher for an A. Once Katie hit 18, her parents kicked her out, and now she is living on Kim’s couch. Now she is causing Kim stress. Now she is causing me not to get laid.

“Come on, Kim, let me relax you with a nice shoulder rub… and then I’ll lick you until you cum.” Just a head shake no. I was trying to kill two birds with one stone, but I missed. Kim loves when I talk dirty. Maybe I’ll try that. 

“How about we put on that porn where the Asian chick takes on a couple? The one where her face is covered in pussy juice and it drips off her chin?” Kim is in a phase lately where her fantasy is to have a girl on her face while I fuck her. When I bring it up during sex, she licks her lips in anticipation. But not now.

“She’s just sitting around. She promised to be looking for a job. I feel like her parent, and I’m sick on not being able to relax on the couch after work. She doesn’t even make her ‘bed’ anymore.” It’s true. Katie sleeps on the couch, and has been getting sloppier by the day. She started out so clean and neat, picking up after herself. Two weeks later and she leaves her clothes all over the place.

She also dresses more scantily by the day. It’s summer in Las Vegas, but the apartment is air conditioned. Still, Katie is starting to hang out in panties and a long t-shirt. Kim almost lost it when Katie ditched the t-shirt for a tank top. I guess having your boyfriend around your little sister while she’s exposing her tight little ass in cute panties was too much. That, or the low cut tank top that revealed her D cups. I hope Kim is not jealous.

“You want me to talk with her? She sort of listens to me. She’s just ignoring you at this point.”

“Sure,” Kim replied, “give her a stern talking to I guess. But not now, let’s go to sleep. Tomorrow.”

In 10 minutes, Kim was out. I decide to go to the kitchen for a drink. Water, maybe. Maybe I’ll have a beer and watch some TV. Fuck, Katie’s on the couch. Man, she really ruins everything. As I head to the kitchen, I hear some movement on the couch. I hope Katie is not bringing guys over to fuck. That’s the last thing we need. 

As I walked past the backside of the couch, I glance over. Katie is sprawled, her legs askew with one up and one extended. The blanket is barely up to her mid things. I see one hand on her inner thigh, right up where the edge of her panties barely covers her lips. I could swear her fingers glistened in the moonlight, but it’s probably wishful thinking. As I pull my eyes away, feeling guilty from staring so long, I take a glance at her big, firm tits. Hard nipples poke through the thin cotton of her t-shirt. I feel guilty, but not from checking out such a nice rack. I’m a man, after all.

I hesitate coming back out from the kitchen. I definitely hear something now. A slight moan. A wet slurping. “You little slut” I think to myself. She had to know I went by. I drink my glass of water, thinking frantically. I want to take a peek, but I certainly don’t want to get caught. Kim is a dynamite girl, and she’s a sexual savant to boot. Why screw that up to catch a hot 18 year old fingering herself on the couch? 

Still, I wait several minutes before heading out. As I stand there, I get the familiar scent of wet pussy wafting through the air. Wow, that’s intoxicating. Similar to her sister, but just different enough to notice. Kim tastes divine, and I love when she cums on my face and drips as I suck her pink lips. I can imagine Katie tastes wonderful, and from the sound of it she is sopping wet. 

As I come back into the living room, I make a slight cough as a warning. Katie is not moving when I look at her, but her panties are slightly askew and I catch a glimpse of the edge of her lips. She is wet, soaking her panties and making her fingers glisten. I take in a big smell as I stare, and as I do I hear her moan. A soft moan, but definitely a moan. I sniff again, and she moans again, this time her lips slightly parting in desire. Damn, Katie is such a dirty girl.

As I walk away, I hear the distinct sound of Katie sucking her fingers. I know the sound so well because Kim loves it when I make her taste her own sweet pussy juice off my fingers. I love when Kim does it, and my cock has a bit of pre-cum at hearing Katie do it. One last moan before I head into the bedroom.

Kim is asleep, but Katie’s little games have left me almost bursting. Kim wakes up to me licking her pretty little pink pussy, lips spread wide so I can get to her little nub. She wakes up horny, and as soon as she’s up I push her down and enter her harshly. I smack her ass loudly, and she yelps in pain and surprise. Kim loves to be handled firmly, with a little choking and slapping and hair pulling. I don’t hold back when I fuck her, slamming into her as she tries desperately to push her ass up in the air and fuck me back. I usually last a long time, but I’m so worked up by my sexual frustration and Katie’s show that I know I won’t last long. 

“I’m going to cum down your throat, Kim!” I yell at her. 

“Oh yeah, fuck my face and cum in my mouth!” she exclaims, excited by the sudden dirty talk. Man, any dirty talk makes her hornier. 

“My cock will be covered with your pussy juice when I fuck your face. Lick it all off.” I command.

“Mmmm yeah I love to taste my pussy juice, baby! Give me that cock!”

I pull out of her pink and bring my cock up to her face. She quickly licks all her juices off before taking it deep in her mouth. Within 30 seconds, I am ready to explode.

“Swallow my cum, baby! I’m going to cum.. I’m cumming!” I erupt in her mouth, my cock shooting blasts of my seed into her tiny little mouth. Kim’s only recently started taking my loads in her mouth, and a little bit slips out of the corners of her mouth and she valiantly attempts to swallow it all.

“Oh yeah, that tastes so good, baby!” she cries once she’s swallowed most of it down. “I love the taste of my juice and your cum together!” As she says this, we hear a bump in the hallway. “What was that? Was that Katie?” Kim asks.

“I don’t know” I say, while secretly hoping that it is. “If it is, she now knows how slutty her sister is.”

“Only for you, baby. Only for you. I’m going to check it out.” Kim slides on her panties, and I fall asleep to the hypnotic view of her pantied ass swaying away.

I woke up early, and Kim was still asleep. I headed out to find Katie already up.

“Coffee?” she asks? I am a little surprised to see her holding a cup out for me. She looks adorable with short shorts, a tiny tank top, and knee-high socks. 

“Sure, thanks. I’m surprised you know how to make it.” As I take a sip, I run my eyes up and down her body, which is turned away to pour herself a cup. The socks are a nice touch, accenting her smooth legs and giving her a naughty schoolgirl look. As if I needed more reason to think about her after last night. Oh, Katie, you’re killing me.

I sat down to catch a college football preview show. Katie sat on the couch as well, and as I looked over I noticed the same pink and gray striped panties she had on last night jammed in the couch cushions, just a hint of fabric peeking out. Fuck, I would love to get those. No, no, no. I just fucked Kim like she was a whore last night, because she is my whore and she’s amazing. I can’t be thinking about the cute little panties that her little sister soaked last night. Still, I wonder if she listened to us fuck last night.

Throughout the morning, Katie is helpful. She cleans, she cooks, and she is polite. What’s going on? For one thing, I swear she’s teasing me. Sure, she’s cleaning, but must she bend over so far, exposing just a bit of underwear through the leg of her tiny shorts? Or does she have to wipe her hands off on her shirt by rubbing her palms over her tits? Or drop some eggs down her shirt and clumsily retrieve them by almost popping her boobs out of her top? 

Kim comes out about an hour after I first did, and she immediately notices how clean the living room and kitchen are. “Cleaning are we? After you had no energy to finish me off last night?” I can’t believe how open she’s being about our sex life in front of her little sis.

“No, it wasn’t me! Katie did all of this; she’s been a real superstar this morning.”

“Well, she must think a lot of you for her to listen to you. Does every girl just do what you tell them to or is it just girls in my family?” Kim asks.

“So, Kim, you always do what he tells you? Anything at all?” Katie asks with a raised eyebrow.

“I knew you were listening last night!” Kim exclaims.

“What are you talking about? I was asleep last night. Not like I haven’t heard you two going at it before, but I haven’t for a while. Besides, no one asked me to clean. I decided to help out. And I’m fully clothed!”

“Yeah, barely you slut!” Kim teased.

“Now, ladies, I’m sure you’re both as slutty as you want to be, but I’m trying to watch a show.” I say this hoping they will continue.

“Whatever, we’re going shopping. Come on, Katie, let’s see if we can find something for me that will keep this guy awake long enough to satisfy me.” Ouch. Fall asleep once, and a thousand pussy eatings disappear, apparently.

After the girls are gone, I lay out on the couch and smell something familiar, something delicious. I see the cute little panties that Katie left stuffed in the couch and just stare. My cock starts to swell. I try to look away, but I’m only human. I pull them out and I am almost overwhelmed by lust as I smell the sweet young pussy that soaked them. After a few minutes, I put them back and try to forget about it.

Later that night, I again go to the kitchen for a glass of water. This time, I smell pussy as soon as I get to the living room. I see Katie laying on her stomach, a hand definitely in her panties; I can see a little movement at the crotch. Once again I am in the kitchen for a few minutes listening. This time, Katie moans a bit more. I hear her fingers slide in and out almost violently, fucking her little hole and sloshing around her juices. Every minute or so I hear her sucking her fingers and I want to run out and fuck her. But I resist. After a few minutes, I walk out. This time Katie is on her stomach, panties pushed to the side, fingers in her pink slit, and her ass just begging to be smacked. 

Once again, I wake up Kim with a tongue bath and conclude by shooting a load in her mouth. This time, I talk dirtier. “You’re such a little slut!” “You want your pussy juice in your mouth, don’t’ you?” “Swallow my load, cum slut!” Kim cums as I fuck her, and I cum in her mouth. I swear I hear a noise in the hallway, but this time Kim is too worn out to hear it. But I know. 

The next night I again sneak out for a drink of water. This time, Katie has her shirt pushed up, her right tit out and her fingers pinching her erect nipple. Her left hand is in her panties, and she appears to be rubbing her clit in circles. Before I can head to the kitchen, she pulls a wet finger out and rubs it around her nipple. Then Katie takes her right tit into her mouth and moans. As she does so, she opens her eyes and sees me. She does not miss a beat, but locks her eyes with mine as she pulls her panties to the side, exposing her dripping pink slit. 

“Mmmmmm” she moans as her finger goes back to her pussy. She is no longer looking at me, but has her eyes screwed shut. I stand, watching. “I’m such a little slut… I’m a cum slut!” she moans as puts two fingers in her snatch. Soon, her shirt is up and both tits are exposed. She spends some time playing strictly with her tits, her body contorting with pleasure. As she looks at me again, she glances down to my crotch, which is hidden behind the couch. I step around, my dick clearly outlined in my boxer briefs and a wet spot where my pre-cum has oozed out. As she stares at my cock, she reaches down to spread open her pink pussy lips, and I get a beautiful view at her wet hole. Damn, she looks remarkably similar to Kim

Kim! I think to myself. I shouldn’t be staring at Kim’s 18 year old little sister masturbating. I take one more look at Katie, her pussy spread open and thrust up off the couch, and head back to the bedroom. This time, I awaken Kim by rubbing my cock on her face, putting pre-cum on her lips. We end up in a 69, with my cock erupting in her mouth as I clamp down on her clit. She cums as she swallows, and I drink up her dripping juices. 

“I think Katie needs to get fucked.” Kim says.

“What?”

“I found her panties in the couch. They were… let’s just say she was definitely having a good time with them. Didn’t you notice it’s smelled like pussy out there for a couple of days?”

“Where did you find them?” I ask.

“In the chair. Don’t tell me you didn’t see the green panties, you horn dog!”

Green panties in the chair? I must have missed them. “No, I did not! I always notice yours when they’re snugged up to your pussy, but otherwise I haven’t noticed any panties.”

“Well, if she’s behaving so well after getting off every night, I need to make sure she doesn’t get bored. She needs some dick!”

“Ha! I thought it was my commands that made her behave?” I teased.

“Oh, maybe the commands made her horny. After all, you know how being bossy to me makes me gush!” In that moment, I was convinced that if I told Kim and her sister to fuck me, I would have them both dripping and ready to go. I love girls that get off on taking orders!

The next night, I again went for a glass of water. This time, Katie was just teasing her soft teenage body. Her fingers traced over her thighs. She traced around her nipples through her shirt. She made eye contact with me early, and glanced down. Again, I stepped around the couch and she stared at my cock, held back by my boxer briefs, as she pulled her shirt up and began playing with her tits. She fondled them. She kneaded them. Katie even licked them before really going to town on her nipples. 

“Sit down, please?” She asked hesitantly. I wanted to say no, but just the she pushed her hand into the top of her white and pink panties. They had little bows on them, and I could see her labia through the thin fabric. I saw down, half reluctantly and half excitedly. Her hand manipulated her pussy inside her panties and I sat and watched, mesmerized. Her eyes were barely visible over her heaving chest, and she would occasionally squeeze and play with her right boob.

“Please let me see your cock, sir!” Katie said almost breathlessly. “Please, sir, I want to see it. I will be a good girl if you let me look at your throbbing cock.” With that, I froze. On the one hand, Kim would probably be pissed if I showed my dick to her little sister, barely 18. On the other hand, it’s just a look.

Soon, my boxer briefs were down my thighs, my thick cock throbbing with each heartbeat. Katie sat up on her knees and I instinctively pulled back. “I just want to see it,” she said, “honestly. I just want a good look at what you’re giving Kim every night.” 

“Be a good little girl,” I commanded, “and you can take a close look.” She practically jumped up onto her knees, her head bent forward. 

“I’ll be a good little girl for you,” she moaned, “just let me look.” She was within inches of my cock, her lips pursed in concentration. I noticed one of her hands between her legs, although between her D cups and her shirt I could not see anything. Her breath hit my balls, warm and moist. I felt it on my dick, and a little pre-cum oozed out.

“Ooooh!” she exclaimed, “that looks tasty.” Her head got closer, but when she looked up I shook my head no. “But I want a taste!” she said. I again shook my head no. “I need to taste something!” she almost moaned. 

I often compare sexual situations to a roller coaster. There is great anticipation on the way up, and at some point you hit a tipping point. Going over the top, there is no going back, and the ride will be exhilarating and bring you through twists and turns. 

Just then, Katie brought me to the point of no return. As if in slow motion, she slowly brought her right hand up from between her thighs. I could see her sticky juice like a spider’s web between her first two fingers. She first rubbed her juices into her puffy lips, her tongue snaking out and taking a taste. “Mmmmm,” went the low, guttural moan from her throat. Her tongue then shot out and licked her first finger, and I could see her juices coat her tongue. 

“Oh fuck!” I said out loud, unable to help myself as my girlfriend’s little slutty sister tasted her own pussy juice. Katie took that as a sign, and she smeared the pussy juice on her second finger on my balls. Before I could even protest, her tongue was licking it up. She snaked her tongue up my shaft and back down, again taking in my balls before moving back around my cock. As she reached the tip, her tongue scooped up my pre-cum and she savored it in her mouth. Never using her lips, just her tongue, she proceeded to lick my cock up and down.

My eyes were closed, my head tilted back, and I enjoyed the sensation of Katie’s eager tongue. I heard another moan, but it wasn’t coming from Katie. Alarmed, I looked up to see Kim, only wearing a blue thong, standing not ten feet away. She was staring at her little 18 year old sister lick her boyfriend’s cock. For a moment, I braced for the worst.

Kim wasn’t even looking at me, though, she was transfixed on Katie. Her eyes wandered from Katie’s head to her ass, sticking up off the couch, her pink and white panties taught on her firm ass. Just as Kim started to move slowly around the couch, Katie took my cock in her mouth, her lips touching me for the first time. 

Kim was staring at Katie’s ass. She sunk to her knees, her face level with Katie’s surely dripping pussy, covered in only flimsy material. From what I had seen earlier, I knew Kim could see Katie’s labia through the material as it hugged her folds. I watched as Kim, almost in a trance, leaned in and inhaled Katie’s scent. She shuddered, her hands going to her B cups and tugging on them roughly. She looked at me for just a moment, her eyes almost begging for permission.

“Go for it,” I say softly, “go for it you dirty slut.” I was talking to Kim, but Katie moaned as if I was calling her a slut. What a filthy family. If only Katie knew what was to come. Kim pressed her face forward, and her mouth gave Katie’s pussy a delicate kiss through the cotton fabric. Soon, Kim was making out with her sister’s slit, her tongue pushing against the fabric and her lips teasing the exposed outer edges of her lips.

“Mmmm, yeah,” I heard Katie mumble with my dick in her mouth. Kim reached up, and in the slowest undressing I’ve ever seen, she pulled those pretty little panties off her sister’s ass and down her legs. Kim pulled the panties up to her face, taking in the scent, and then tossed them at my head. I caught them, pulling the soaked garment to my mouth and getting just a little taste. Divine. Almost like her sister, but maybe a bit thicker and sweeter. 

I saw Kim reach out to spread her sister open before sticking her face in. Katie increased her pace, moaning as she got eaten out, the moans reverberating on my cock. I heard Kim’s slurping sounds, as if she was trying to suck her sister dry all at once. I looked down as Kim pulled her face back, her bee stung lips swollen with pleasure and covered in her sister’s juices. That did it. 

“Suck his cock you little fucking whore! Get that cum and share it with your slut sister!” Kim has such a dirty mouth. My balls swelled up, my body stiffened, and I started to cum in a huge wave. I stared at Kim, her mouth covered by her sister’s juices. I smelled Katie’s panties. Mostly, I felt that hot, young mouth as I shot rope after rope of hot cum in Katie’s mouth. She could not hold it all, and as she stood up it dripped on her tits.

Kim was over in a heartbeat, her mouth licking her sisters firm D cups titties and lapping up my cum. They shared a dirty, cum filled kiss, tits pressed together as they grabbed and groped each other like sluts on a rampage. As I began to recover, I watched to two sisters suck on each other’s tits in a 69. They started sliding down each other’s bodies, Katie’s big tits on top scraping down Kim’s stomach as she kissed towards that sweet little pussy that I love to eat.

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Wife At The Movies

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It was hard not to stare at the three of them standing in front of her. They were tall, tanned, and had great shoulders under their tee-shirts. And, from the look of their hands she was sure she had nice cocks to match. I’d like to ride one of those, she thought.

“Excuse me?” one of them turned and said to her. 

She was mortified as she realized the words had left her mind and come right out of her mouth. “Oh, sorry,” she said. At this point all three of them were looking at her with coy grins. 

“No problem,” the tallest one said. Then they took their tickets and headed through the door. They talked under their breaths as they moved and then all three turned to look at her before the door shut behind them. 

She took her ticket and headed into the dark theater. There were quite a few people in the room, but as she scanned the dimly lit arena she saw the three guys in the back corner gesturing in her direction. She took a quick look around and, when she realized they were truly calling her, she headed in their direction. Her heart was beating so fast and her panties were getting wetter and wetter with each step. 

“Hi” she said as she stepped beside them. She took her place in the middle of two of them; the third one was just over from them. 

Minutes after the movie started she felt an arm over her shoulder and fingers tickling her nipples. Suddenly another hand was on her knee and slowly sliding up her skirt and into her sopping pussy. She could have come from the mere excitement rushing through her body. Although hands were now fondling her both guys kept their eyes straight ahead on the screen. 

She let her knees fall apart a little more so that big hand could finger fuck her a little better. He was working slowly, though; his fingers teasingly circled her clit, pushing her to want big cock even more. She turned to the guy with his fingers in her pussy and as they caught eyes he pulled his hand from between her legs and stuck his fingers in her mouth. With pussy on her lips she then turned to the other guy and licked his lips to give him a taste. That was all he needed to encourage him to slip down on the floor and bury his face between her legs. 

The guy that had started with his fingers in her pussy now had his cock out and grabbed her hand to stroke him. His cock was exactly what she thought it would be – hard, fat, and long. She stroked it hard, trying not to come as the guy between her legs now had fingers in her ass and pussy while he licked like crazy. There was no shame by now as the third guy slid in for some action, too. All of a sudden she had a second cock in her hand and, again, it was nice. Here she was: legs spread, a hottie eating her pussy, a big cock in each hand, and all she could think about was getting fucked. 

Since they were at the back of the theater she didn’t see any problem with getting the cock she wanted. She pushed the guy out from between her legs, sat him down on the chair, and knelt in front of him to pull his cock out and see what she was dealing with. He had a good one, but not what she wanted. 

It was the second guy she wanted first. So, she pulled up her skirt, used her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart, and lowered her body right over his fat dick. Since her back was to him as she rode him he reached around to pinch her nipples with each pussy stroke she gave him. She still had the middle guy’s cock in her hand and soon she was riding his cock just as hard. 

The third guy leaned over in her ear as she was grinding her pussy on his buddy and said, “Isn’t it my turn yet?” 

She nicely obliged and took position on his dick… and boy, it was the best of them all. He grabbed her hips and gently pushed them in a little circle to get her moving. He slipped his hand around to play with her at the same time and, without warning, she started coming all over that nice pole. 

She must have been making more noise than she thought because a couple in front of them turned around to see what the commotion was about. She didn’t care. She rode as hard she could and then he was ready to come. She jumped off and bent over to stick his cock in her mouth so she could enjoy every drop. Seeing her pussy was free one of the other guys didn’t hesitate. Instantly she had another cock pounding away. 

She had sucked everything she could off her first guy and, with a big dick still inside her, she turned to the third guy and took his cock in her mouth. She couldn’t get it deep enough in her mouth! She sucked and sucked and all of a sudden felt warm cum all over her thighs from the guy behind her. She reached between her legs and started finger fucking herself as she brought the third guy to climax in her mouth. She came again just as he shot his wad all over her lips. All three guys were now reclined back in their chairs and breathing hard.

At this point she needed some fresh air and a cold drink. She stood up, pulled her skirt down, and stepped over the guys and out into the isle. The movie wasn’t that good anyway, she though, as she headed out the exit.

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