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Nervous Wreck

This is my first story, so please leave a comment on any positive/negative parts that you found. I have a few large story ideas but a fellow lit author told me to start small with a short story before tackling a large project. So here is my short story, it is really quick into the heated scenes but I tried my hardest to keep a small story going through all the smut.
I hope you all enjoy and no-one in the story is under 18.

KRISTI’S FAMILY 4

Chapter Four When they arrived at his bedroom, Roger walked in first. He first noticed that Bob was sitting in his recliner, apparently resting. Looking at the bed, he saw that Erin was kneeling on the bed and holding onto the bars of the headboard. Looking more closely, he realized that she had no choice. Her wrists were tied to the headboard, forcing her to kneel, her tits hanging from her chest graving the sheet under her. “Keep those legs spread bitch! I like watching your cute little asshole. We’ll be ready for round two in a minute.” Roger was shocked to see that Erin’s asshole was gaping open, a thick white liquid dribbling out around the raw reddened flesh. “Hey boss!” Bob said, noticing the two men. “Man, this chick is one horny bitch. She didn’t like having a cock up her ass at first, but once she got warmed up, I thought she was going to squeeze it off. At the end she was cumming like crazy! Laughing he said “You have GOT to have some of her ass. It’s the best I’ve ever had!” Tom made Roger sit in a chair at the end of the bed facing Erin’s nakedly kneeling body. Giving the gun to Bob, he said nothing as he climbed up on the bed. Erin hadn’t moved since they’d entered the room. She was vaguely aware that there were others there, but her mind had shut down. She had reacted violently to the initial pain, but after her body adjusted she began to be bombarded by waves of cum as the man’s prick sawed in and out of her highly sensitive rectum. She sobbed piteously when she felt another body behind her. Tom leaned over her back, his prick pressing between her thighs as he reached under the kneeling woman and cupped her hanging breasts. He gently squeezed and rolled her nipples between his fingers. Erin couldn’t resist the soft moans as her body immediately responded. It felt so good to have her breasts gently pleasured. She threw back her head and arched her back when the broad head of Tom’s cock was lodged between her swollen cuntal lips and began sliding inside her sticky wet pussy. Damn, this bitch is hot, thought Tom as he impaled her on his cock, watching it slide inside the tight furnace of her pussy. He could feel her muscles involuntarily massaging his cock. He continued playing with her tits as he soaked inside her moist cunt. He slowly pulled from her, watching her pussy lips reluctantly surrendering the length of his shaft as she groaned and pushed back, wanting him back inside her pussy. Lifting his heavy shaft slightly, he pushed against her anus, easily popping in with his wet prick. He fed inch after inch into the incredibly hot dryness of her soft rectum until he bumped into her hips, his cock fully impaled. “Shit! You’re right, she’s a hot assfuck!” he groaned as he began slowly fucking the bound woman. Roger said nothing, but his eyes were glued to the man leaning over Erin’s body, seeing his balls slapping against her swollen pussy lips, his prick pushing in and out of her tightly stretched asshole. her skin was stretched tightly around the rampaging cock. Against his will, his cock began to rise as Erin’s cries became mewls of supplication as she began thrusting back against the man fucking her up her ass. Erin had never allowed Roger to fuck her up the ass. He had not pushed it, thinking that it was not normal to want to do such a thing. He wanted to do it, but he went along with her, agreeing that it wasn’t right. But Roger’s thinking had changed. Seeing his wife’s delight at being assfucked made him realize that he’d been missing out. He heard Bob laughing. Looking over, he saw that Bob was looking at his erect cock. “Your wife is a pretty hot fuck, Roger boy. Looks like you’d like a little bit of that ass. What say, you up for some sloppy thirds?” Roger knew he was probably just trying to humiliate him. However, with a mental change of gears, Roger nodded his head as he looked once again at the mewling woman who was having her ass screwed off. Hell, life was too short. There wasn’t anything he could do about it. As he thought about his daughters, he knew that he was going to fuck all three of the females in his household as long as possible. He could blame the kidnappers, but for the time being, he was going to enjoy the delights of their bodies.
Chapter Five It had been a long afternoon. The women had been fucked repeatedly. Erin had finally been released after each of the men had taken a turn shoving their cocks up her asshole and spewing their hot cum to completely saturate her bowels. She wasn’t even aware that Roger had been one of the men who had cum while she moaned and shook with repeated orgasms. Erica had remained tied spread-eagled to her parents bed as each of the men took turns fucking her. Tom had “forced” Roger to fuck Erica, although Roger was not resistant to the idea of wanting to fuck his older daughter. He was gentle with her and took a long time, doing everything he could to pleasure her. He slowly wormed his cock inside her softly grasping pussy hole as he sucked on her breasts and then gently kissed her. Finally, after a half an hour, Erica had cried out in orgasm and Roger had filled his older daughter’s pussy with his sperm. Kristi had been forced to suck each of the men. Tom had told the others that they could use her mouth, but nothing else because he had plans for her. Hearing him say that made Kristi shudder in fear. She had almost thrown up when the Bill flooded her mouth. The taste of sperm was salty, but she stifled her gag impulse. As Kristi knelt submissively and Charlie pushed his prick into her mouth, she began to relax. Kristi put her hands on the naked hips of the man she was sucking, closing her eyes and concentrating on the texture of the muscle in her mouth. She ran her tongue around and around the head, and her saliva made the head wet and silky feeling. The man was groaning as she gently sucked on him. Tentatively she reached down and supported his balls in the palm of her hand. She gently played with them, and the man groaned even louder. After five minutes, Charlie held her head tightly, expecting her to try to pull back when he started cumming. However, Kristi began swallowing, her tongue continuing to tickle the underside of Charlie’s shaft. Over and over she swallowed, catching a breath through her nose every few swallows. After that, the pretty Cheerleader simply sucked the pricks of the other men without feeling repulsed or disgusted. There was something that aroused her at being made to kneel nakedly sucking on these men. She would thrill when they would groan and moan. Tom had rained down vile names on her, telling her she was a sweet cocksucker, a nasty slut. When he came he was telling her to swallow his cum, to suck it out of his cock. She felt wanton, wicked, and extremely excited. At last, the men had dressed. They had made Roger put on jeans and a shirt as well, saying that men were entitled to clothes but that females needed to remain naked and ready to fuck and suck when ordered to. The girls and woman were not allowed to put anything on. They were ordered to prepare supper for the four men and Roger. They served the men in the living room and then were ordered to kneel in a row on the carpet, to spread their legs, arch their backs and lift their asses while putting their heads on their folded arms. The men joked and laughed, making nasty comments about the exposed cunts and assholes, humiliating the kneeling females. Roger said nothing, but his eyes moved from one to the other of the women of his family as he ate. His cock began rising and he made no attempt to hide it. Setting aside his empty plate Tom said “Well, I’ve decided on the sleeping arrangements. Charlie and Bob, you’re in the King size bed with momma. Do whatever you want, but I want you to make a sandwich at least once.” Seeing the look of confusion on Roger’s face, Tom said “A sandwich is when a whore is double fucked. She’ll take a prick up her pussy and another one up her ass at the same time.” Rogers face paled as he realized what Erin was in for. “Bill, you sleep in the girl’s room. You get to dip your prick inside Erica.” Bill smiled as he looked at Kristi’s sister. “I’ll do the first guard duty. Then Charlie, Bob and Bill in that order. When your shift ends you take the place of the guy who is relieving you.” Looking at Roger, he said “And Roger, you’re going to sleep in the spare bedroom, the one with the Queen size bed. Kristi is going to sleep with you. You don’t have to do anything to her, of course. However, beginning tomorrow morning, I’m going to ass fuck her, and I’m not going to be gentle. After I’m finished, each of the boys are going to fuck her up her asshole, too. If you want her to be ready, you’ll take your time and stretch her asshole tonight and break her into assfucking right. It’s your choice!” Roger closed his eyes. He tried to look miserable and disgusted, but his prick gave him away. Just the thought of bending Kristi over and fucking her up the ass made his cock ache. The women were ordered to clean up, which they did slowly, not talking or looking at one another. They were all lost in their own private hells. Tom had the men strip out of their clothes and stand in a line. The three naked women looked on fearfully. “Before we go beddie bye, we’re going to play a little game. Erin, you get to lead off. Kneel in front of Charlie and blow him for one minute. When I call time, you’ll move on to Bob and Erica will take over and blow Charlie. When I call time again, you’ll move on to Bill, Erica will suck Bob and Kristi will suck Charlie. I’m at the end of the line, and after you’ve blown me, you’ll go back to Charlie and start all over. When you whore’s make a man cum, he’ll fall out of the line. But until all of us cum inside one of your sucking mouths, you’ll keep blowing us. Now, get to work, Erin.” It was a game that the men all delighted in. Roger tried to not appear to enjoy it but again his prick told otherwise. By the time Erin got to Roger, Charlie was grunting as Kristi licked and sucked his prick. Erin looked into her husbands face. She took his prick into her mouth and watched his face as she sucked him. This wasn’t something that they did very often. Erin had not enjoyed it, and Roger hadn’t pushed her to do it. So it had always been dark when she’d tried it. However, seeing the look of lust beginning to overcome Roger’s face made Erin realize what he had been missing. And the fact was that she didn’t mind it all that much. She hated being forced, but the sensation of soft silky skin over a hard prick going in and out of her mouth was arousing. The girls followed their mother, sucking the men. They watched her mother out of the corner of their eyes, seeing her beginning to toy with the balls hanging underneath the cocks they were sucking. They imitated her. Bob was the first to go, and Erin was the one who drank down his seed. Kristi’s mouth was around Tom’s cock when he grabbed her head and fucked his sperm inside, making her swallow and choke. Erin Took Charlie’s cum eagerly, moaning as he poured his rich cream down her throat. She also was the one whose mouth Bill was fucking when he let loose with streams of hot jism. Roger was the only one who hadn’t cum yet. “I think Kristi and Erica should do the honors with Daddy. Erica you get his prick to suck on, and Kristi, you suck his balls.” The two girls didn’t hesitate. They both loved their father, and the afternoon of fucking had released whatever inhibitions they had carried around. Roger lasted no more than thirty seconds as his girl’s mouths enveloped his prick and scrotum. One of the girls also pressed a finger between his asscheeks, and he began emptying his cock into Erica’s mouth as he felt one of his daughters pushing a finger up his asshole.

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Who’s Balckmailing Who

Who’s blackmailing who?
Jim was a normal 15 year old kid; he played sports, had a part time job and helped out around the house. His mother Joyce was a platinum blond; she had 36DD tits, a tight ass, killer hips and a beautiful face. His dad was an over the road trucker so he was gone for weeks at a time. His mom drank way too much every night and more often then not he found her asleep in her chair. He enjoyed watching porn on the internet and would eves drop on his mothers phone conversations with her sister every chance he got.
It was a Tuesday and his dad had just left for a run to the coast, Jim knew that was probably going to turn into a two week trip.
After dinner he went to his room and around 9 he heard his mom talking to someone. There phone service was through the internet so it was easy for him to log on and listen in or record it if he wanted. As usual she was talking to her sister. As he made the connection he heard his aunt say, “listen Joyce I don’t care what color his cock is, it’s big, hard and feels great in my pussy”.
“Carol I’d love a strange cock but what about Jim”? “He’s always home up stairs on his computer jerking off to porn”.
“Well sis I’m getting my pussy pounded tonight so call me tomorrow and I’ll give you the blow by blow”. They laughed and hung up.
Jim had recorded the conversation, he had fantasized about fucking his mother and this may be the chance. He heard her coming up the stairs; quickly he pulled his pants down, put on a porn video and started jerking his cock. Joyce opened the door and stood there in shock. Her son had a very good size cock and seeing the precum oozing out of the head was exciting her. She was embarrassed and angry at the same time.
“Oh excuse me”, she closed the door and headed for her bedroom. Her pussy was twitching and wet, my god she thought I’m hot and excited over seeing my sons cock. It was a nice size cock and it looked fat.
Running down the hall to her room she pulled her short down and went to work on her clit. She had a picture of the cock in her mind, it wasn’t all that long, perhaps 6 or 7 inches but it was fat. It seemed to be as round as a beer can. Thinking to her self, boy I’ll bet that’s a cunt stretcher. Bet it sure feels good when you get accustom to it though. She felt a small shiver in her pussy and decided to settle for that as an orgasm. Besides she and Jimmy should really talk.
Jim had been outside her door all the while she was masturbating and knew she had gotten her self off. All he could think about was fucking her. He ran back to his room and waited for her to knock. It didn’t take long, “Jim honey its mom can I come in”?
“Sure mom doors open”.
This was going to be awkward but she decided to start the conversation. “Honey its normal to jerk off, everyone does it”. Now Jim decided to play stupid, “really mom you jerk off”? “Yes honey, as you know were alone a lot, we all need to cum”! Jim was naked under the sheets so he was starting to get hard. “Mom can I watch you jerk off”?
Joyce was taken back by the request but at the same time flattered, “you want to see an old lady like me get off”? “You’re not old and you really have a great body, all my friends call you a MILF”!
She sat there for a long minute or two looking at her son. “Jim I would really like to watch you jerk off”, “we could watch each other”? “You really want to watch me jerk off”? “Well yes girls get excited seeing cum shoot out of the head of a cock”. “Can we do it now”? “Not right now, show me what porn you were watching”. He knew she was interested so he pushed, “I can’t get out of bed its hard”, “so what, I’ve already seen it hard once today and may see it shooting cum later so lets go mister”.
Jim pulled the covers back and stood in front of her, his cock was stand straight up only inches away from her lips. She couldn’t take her eyes off the fat cock. Jimmy hit a few keys and the screen showed a mother getting fucked by two young studs. The studs were pumping like crazy, and then she realized the one fucking her pussy had cum. He pulled his cock out and cum was running out of her. The other guy exploded in her mouth, she sucked him dry, opened her mouth to show it was full of cum swallowed and thanked him.
Without thinking Joyce mumbled “lucky girl”. The movie ended, Jimmy pushed a button and the screen went black. “Mom, can we jerk off now”? “My balls are aching”. Joyce was chewing her bottom lip she knew this was wrong but the fat cock in front of her was so exciting. Her pussy lips were wet and they were twitching. Another few minutes past, finally she spoke, “Jim I’m going to my room, if I’m not back in twenty minutes we’ll pretend this conversation never took place”. “If I do come back oh well we’ll just see”.
Once in her bedroom with the door closed her legs were trembling, she really wanted to feel his fat cock, both in her hand, mouth and hopefully her pussy. Oh god he’s my son this is wrong. She went to her underwear draw; she removed a red lace thong with red garter belt and black stockings. She found a red half bra that allowed her nipples to show and a pair of 6” red heels. If were going to do this it should be done correctly she thought. She fixed her hair up and put on makeup and perfume. In her mind she thought girl you should be getting fucked instead of a jerk off session dressed like this but take what you can get.
She put on her robe and headed for Jimmy’s room, she knock and slipped in. “Hi honey what were you doing”? Jimmy saw her, this was a dream come true. “I was watching another porn video wondering if you were coming back”.
“Well now you don’t have to wonder”, “but first we need to understand something, no one can ever find out about this”. “I could get in a lot of trouble, besides your father would kill both of us”. Jimmy realized she was correct but he had another plan in mind. “Sure mom whatever you want”!
She took off her robe and sat at the edge of his bed, Jimmies eyes bugged out as he realized she was one hot MILF. She started to giggle “I would say by your reaction you like the look, right”? They both looked at the fat cock of his; Joyce noticed it was a bit longer when fully hard and quite a bit fatter. It looks delicious was her first thought. Jimmy chuckled, “seems I’m not the only one somewhat excited”, as his eyes went to nipples. They were rock hard and were sticking out about an inch. She laughed, “you got me, I guess since were being honest about it look at my pussy”. His eyes fixed on her pussy and he realized she had a considerable wet spot.
Jimmy sat in a chair across from her; the distance was less then two feet so she could touch his cock without any trouble. Now he started slowly moving his hands up and down the shaft. Seeing him start to jerk off excited her and she started rubbing her clit, it didn’t take any time and her clit was as hard as her nipples. Her panties were soaked, and she was moaning softly.
“Mom would you like to rub it”? “Of course I would but I’m not sure I should”. “Mom from the looks of your nipples and pussy I’d say that’s exactly what you should do”.
She chewed on her bottom lip for another moment then she spoke in a low sexy voice. “So you think your mother should give you a hand job”?
Joyce gently placed her hands on the cock; it was so fat she couldn’t close her hands around it. Jimmy just smiled at her, “Mom I think you should be sucking on it”, “if it gets good and slippery it could go in your pussy”! Giving him a joking look she bent forward and kissed the head, she swirled her tongue over the slot and licked the precum off it. “Baby you taste great”. She started pushing the fat cock in her mouth while she rubbed his balls. Looking up in his eyes she took the cock out of her mouth, “honey your balls are gigantic”, “how much cum do they make”? “A lot mom, I think about two ounces”.
She kept sucking for another five minute, “Mom, pull your panties down, we both need to know if it fits in you”! Standing up she wiggled out of the thong, Jimmy shouted “a bush, I love bushes”.
“Well I’m glad now lets try getting this in me, please”. Joyce spread wide and Jimmy put the head on her wet pussy lips, he pushed and her lips parted allowing the cock head entrance to her womanhood. There was a moan of delight as it was now in her pussy.
“Mom can I get more in”?, “yes just go very slow so my pussy can adjust to the stretching it needs to do”. Jimmy slowly pushed his cock deep into his mothers pussy, all she could do was moan as it felt wonderful. With one last push she realized he was balls deep in her. Her pussy was adjusting very nicely to this fat cock, it felt great in her. They started a rhythm, as he would thrust down she would raise her mound to meet his thrust. She would groan every time this would happen. He started to speed up, she pulled him close to her, “Jimmy pound the bitch, make me scream and cry, harder baby harder”! Jimmy was now pound her pussy and she was out of control loving it. An orgasm ripped through her like a bolt of lightning, he kept pounding her, another lightning bolt then another. He stiffens, pushed deep, she was screaming and crying “fuck me baby, please fuck me”! Her eyes shot open as she realized her pussy was being flooded with sperm; her unprotected pussy was being filled up with high octane boy’s sperm. As a fourth lightning bolt struck her all she could do was sob in his neck as they held each other tightly. “God baby my pussy feels wonderful”.
Jimmy rolled off and the cock made a plopping sound, cum started flowing out of her pussy as if she were urinating. “Jimmy do you always cum like that”? “Yes mom always”.
“Mom your pussy is hot, wet and tight”! “Honey at the moment my pussy is sloppy, cum soaked and stretched, but it feels wonderful, thank you for a magnificent fucking”. Lying next to him she realized he was hard again, “honey your hard already”? “Yup I have another nut to get ride of”. “You have another nut to get ride of”? “Yes that means I want to fuck you again, the nut is cum”. Without a word she pulled him back on top of her, the fat hard cock slipped in much easier then before as cum was lubricating her, but it was still stretching her. I’m going to have to fuck him a lot more often so I’m stretched to accommodate his size she thought.
She was thrashing like an uncontrollable animal under him, every downward stoke from his cock was met with her forcing her pubic mound up so every inch of cock got into her. He was pounding her deep while she screamed “fuck my pussy with your fat cock baby, make me cry, pound it harder”! An orgasm over took her she moaned, she dug her nails into his ass and tried to pull him deeper. He stiffened cum was flowing out of his cock deep into her pussy again, the feeling of cum flooding her pussy caused her to have yet another orgasm, it was so intense she almost fainted. He laid there on top of her for a minute as they caught there breathe. He rolled off and again his cock plopped out. Cum was flowing out of her in globs. Jimmy decided to push her a little further. He scoped a large glob of cum on three fingers and offered it to her to eat; she opened her mouth and sucked his finger dry. She smiled at him with that sexy face and said, “yes I eat cum”, I enjoy getting it fresh from a cock but this will do fine”. “Please make sure I get every drop”. Jimmy rubbed a little cum on her clit and bush, her nipples, her face hair and even her ears. But most pf it went into her mouth.
An hour later she had eaten all the cum which had flowed out of her, she knew there was still plenty inside to ooze out all night and most of tomorrow. “Honey lets go to my bed and get some sleep ok”? “Sure mom sounds good”, from now on can I sleep with you”? “Of course, I’m just not sure how to explain my new cunt size to your father”. They laughed and headed for her bedroom. “You will have a new cunt size mom”? “Yes honey your cock is much fatter then his, since we will be fucking regularly my cunt will adjust to your size, its better for us, not for him”! “He will surely notice”, she paused for a moment “at least I think he will”.
Wednesday Jimmy woke; Joyce was out of bed and in the kitchen. He came in and sat down “Would you like coffee Jim”? “Yes please mom”. She put the cup on the table and sat. “Jim about last night, I had a wonderful time but its wrong we should stop and think about this for a while”. Jim got a strange look on his face, “listen moms I made a video of us last night”, “I’ve already shown two of my friends it and offered your pussy to them this afternoon after school”. “They will be hear with me at 2:30”, “be sexed up like last night, got it”. Joyce had a look of astonishment on her face. “Theirs no way I’m fucking your friends got that mister”!
“Sure but before you get bent out of shape a few things”, “first I left a flash drive with the evening on your bathroom counter”. “Perhaps before you get your panties in a bunch you’d like to review it”. “Secondly I can email it to dad’s computer in the truck”. “I can email it to all our friends and your parents”. Thirdly the police will be very interested as well”. She sat there stunned. “Now I’m going to school, you have till 2 pm to text me with the color of the outfit”. “If I don’t get a text I’ll assume your not going too cooperate and start sending emails”. He got up and left.
She took a bath and thought about the events, the sex was super with him she would not have a problem with it, but his friends. She watched the video admittedly she had a slight orgasm when she saw them fucking. She really didn’t want to give up his cock it just felt too damn good. She hadn’t had sex in five months with her husband now the opportunity for regular fucking was hard to pass up. Finally the realization of the situation was there, she was being blackmailed into committing sex or having her life ruined. At 1:30 she sent the text, black top and bottoms ok. It took two minutes for an answer, looking forward to it.
At 2:30 the three boys arrived, she was fixing her hair as they came in. Jim called to her “mom come down and say hello”. She grabbed her robe and was about to open the door when Jim walked in.
“Wow mom that’s a great outfit”, “thanks honey do you think your friends will like it”? “Unless there dead what’s not to like they will surely love it”.
Jim grabbed her around the waist his tongue went down her throat, she responded as there tongues danced in her mouth together.
“Jim I love fucking you I have no problem with it, but two of your friends, frankly it make me nervous”. “Well we have rules; they are not fucking your pussy, that’s reserved for me only”. “Oh wow oks what else”? “They can have blow jobs, hand jobs, butt fucking or anything else, but your pussy is mine”!
“Its great to know my pussy is yours honey”, “I’m good with that”. “I’ve never had a cock in my ass, but there’s always a first time”. She gave his cock a gentle rub.
“Mom they may ask if they can watch me fucking you”. “Since it’s your cock and cum going in me I’m ok with it”. “They have seen the video so what’s the big deal”.
He took her hand and led her out of the room, “Jimmy my robe”, you don’t need it”. They were at the stairs to the basement when Jimmy turned and looked at her. “You must be a little excited about getting some new cock look at your nipples”. “So what if I am” she grabbed his arm and whispered, “Are there cocks as big as yours”? “No, Ty’s is longer by a good two inches Juan’s is normal size”.
They entered the basement; both boys were in their underwear rubbing their cocks. “Hi guys I’m Joyce”, Jimmy tells me you both have a nut you’d like me to help you with”.
Juan and Ty walked over to her, they led her to the sofa in five minutes Juan was eating her pussy He was an expert at it, Ty had his cock in her mouth. The feeling deep in her pussy was boiling over; she wasn’t going to last much longer. Ty stiffened, he shoved his cock all the way down her throat, warm delicious cum splashed down her throat. Pulling back just a little she kept sucking the warm salty fluid out of him. At the same second her pussy twitched and she had a really hard orgasm. Pussy juice was all over Juan’s face. Ty’s cock had stopped spewing cum; she opened her mouth to show them the load and then swallowed it. The boys changed places and in ten minutes she was rewarded with another mouthful of warm salty cum.
They all sat on the sofa with grins on there faces. “Joyce” asked Ty “would it be ok if Jimmy fucked you for us”? “It would be my pleasure”, “Jim come give mom a nut baby”. Jim wasted not time but he made her get on top of him, as they acquired a good rhythm she felt pressure at her ass hole. Then with a slight pressure Juan’s cock went in. She never had two cocks in her at once, the feeling was incredible. She could feel both cocks rubbing against each other, they now started to work for a slow steady rhythm. The feeling in her pussy was beyond anything she had ever felt in her life, she moaned, she cried and begged them to go faster. Pulling Jimmy down to her mouth she said “Oh god baby I love you cock”. At that moment she felt Jimmy’s cock start to flood her pussy; she felt a gigantic orgasm hit her. The cock in her ass dove deep her bowels were being bathed in warm cum, she couldn’t stop cumming. She saw flashes of light before her eyes and passed out for a moment. Seconds later she regained consciousness to discover she was still cumming. It took several minutes for her to catch her breathe.
Juan was on the floor smiling “god that was incredible Joyce”. “Juan that’s an understatement, incredible doesn’t even come close to the experience”. Ty looked at Jim, “can you get another nut out”? “Sure can” “mom you up for another nutting in both ends”? Joyce didn’t answer she just climbed back on her sons cock and started pumping. Jim cock was nice and hard, it felt great in her pussy. She knew Jimmy would need a little more time to get off, as twice in five minutes even for a fifteen year old was a bit much. But Ty and Jim were both pumping steadily, Ty grabbed her hips, he started depositing a large load in her ass, she wiggled her ass and squeezed so she could milk every last drop of cum out of him. She moaned with delight. As Ty pulled out she leaned close to her sons ear and whispered, “I could definitely get use to warn cum in my ass, it’s an incredible feeling baby”. Just as her sixth orgasm was hitting Jimmy unloaded more cum in her unprotected pussy. Her pussy was adjusting to the new cock in her she was able to milked his cock with her pussy to get all the cum he had.
They all sat on the floor talking; she had a big smile on her face. She looked at the two new friends she had made,” guys I have to tell you”, “I’ve never had two cocks in me before, the feeling is the best sexual experience I’ve ever had”. “I could get use to having cum sprayed in my ass on a frequent bases”, “any one want the job”? Both boys raised their hands. Joyce leaned over to Jim, she whispered in his ear, he nodded and smiled “sure go for it”.
“Guys you know I love eating cum”, “I would rather have it fresh from the cock but”, “there’s a lot leaking out of me which you both could feed me if you wanted too”. “I hate seeing cum go to waste”. They cheered and fed her cum. They were seated next to her so as she was being fed cum she started rubbing there cocks back to a firm hardness. She was giving both guys a slow gentle loving hand job. Juan groaned and shot his load all over her bush and stomach. She let go of his cock and started to scope the fluid into her mouth. Ty started to roll over as to get it in her mouth but shot it on her bush too. She let go of his cock and he slumped back on the floor. Juan was rubbing the new load of cum deep into her bush. They left happy we’ll be back soon, they told Jim.
Later after her shower they had dinner, they went inside the den and sat on the sofa watching TV. “Honey, I would really like to get use to getting cum sprayed in me ass and cunt at the same time”, “it’s an incredible sexual feeling for a woman”. “That’s great mom, the guys want to come back Friday”, they can spend the night”! “Oh that would be wonderful”. “I’ll get some new underwear by then.
For the next six weeks they fucked as often as possible. His dad had left for a road trip when Joyce came in his room and sat on the bed.
“Jimmy we need to talk”, “about what mom”. “Well your cum is lethal”, “why would you say that”? “Jimmy I’m pregnant by you”! “Your father has only fucked me once in the past six weeks”. “You have been fucking me at least once a day for all that time”. “Since you don’t wear a condom this is the results”. “Now unless you want your dad to find out whose baby this is”, “we need to change a few rules”. “Really like what”? “First thing the guys can have my pussy for a couple of months”, as it no longer will make any difference who shoots cum in me”. “Secondly I’d like you and the guys to start fucking Aunt Carol, she could really use a couple of hard cock”. She stood up and headed for the door. Turning around she smiled at him, “the guys will be over at four”, “you have till 3 to text me otherwise the computer in the truck will have an email”. “Besides I need to call Carol and have her here by six”.
She was about to take a hot bath when her phone buzzed, a text fro Jimmy, “I agree to your demands, Love Jim”! She got into the tub smiling.

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Master Claims His Pet Part 2

I woke up slowly. I think my entire body was sore, although most of the pain was concentrated in the muscles between my legs. I stretched slightly, realizing as I moved that I was under the satin sheets of his bed and the ties that had bound my arms had been released. I opened my eyes. The curtains over the windows were drawn, showing me that it was still night. My new master was not in bed beside me. I turned over to the empty side of the bed, my lower lip trembling in disappointment.
“Carol Anne.” I sat up quickly and turned toward his voice, a smile breaking out across my face an instant before a slight wince replaced it as the pain of my sore muscles flared up. He was sitting in a chair not far from the foot of the bed. On the table next to him was a glass of wine. He had a book in his hands that he lay down beside the glass as he smiled at me. Much to my disappointment, he was wearing pants.
“Did you enjoy your little rest?” I nodded slowly. “Are you hungry, pet?” I realized at that moment that I was indeed starving, and told him so. “Then come here, little one.”
I got out of bed and turned to walk toward him. I froze when I saw his eyes were narrowed at me. He flicked a single finger down towards the ground. It was then that I noticed that a plate of food and a glass that was sitting on a stool at his feet and understood. I dropped to all fours and crawled to him. He didn’t really smile at me, but his frown did disappear. I stopped at his feet.
May I?” He nodded, and I placed my head on his knee. He placed a hand on my head.
“You learn quickly, Carol Anne.” He ran his fingers gently through my hair as I waited for him to give me permission to begin eating. He was watching me carefully, a small smile returning to his face. Finally he gestured towards the plate of sandwiches.
“Eat, my pet, while we discuss some things.” I reached for one of the sandwich halves and slowly ate while watching him. He, however, was staring out the window at the stars. I had finished one half of a sandwich and had started on a second before he spoke.
“You realize that I have every intention of keeping you here until I tire of you, don’t you, pet?” I didn’t answer, just smiled broadly at him. He looked down at me when I didn’t answer, saw my smile and looked back out his window, even though it was so dark I couldn’t see anything out it.
“I imagined you would be quite delighted at this. I have already indicated to your boss that you would be leaving. He believes you are coming to work for me, which I suppose is not entirely untrue.” He smiled slightly to himself.
“How did you…” I said softly before I realized it said it. I quickly covered my mouth with my mouth, looking up at him, expecting to see anger. He did frown slightly down at me.
“Finish eating instead of talking. If you have questions, you may ask them later.” I nodded and took a sip of the drink in the glass. It appeared to be a red wine, but was thicker and appeared to be stronger. I eagerly took another sip as he continued speaking.
“I will deal with your friends as the need arises.” I frowned slightly, not really wanting him to harm my friends, even if we weren’t really close anymore. He seemed to notice my frown because he gently said, “Despite my nature, I am perfectly capable of handling things without violence, Carol Anne.” I relaxed at his words.
After that, he turned back to the window, seeming to be thinking something over. He was, however, stroking my hair, petting it quite absentmindedly. I sat at his feet sipping my wine as he sat quietly thinking and petting my head. Finally, I lifted up slightly into his hand like my childhood cat would do as I pet him. My master looked down at me, smiling softly.
“Am I boring you, Carol Anne?” I smiled but shook my head playfully. “Are you finished eating?”
“Yes, Master. It was very good, thank you.”
“You’re quite welcome, pet. Now put your glass down, you have more to learn.” I obeyed eagerly, turning so that I was kneeling between his legs facing him. It had not yet occurred to me what he wanted.
“My pet, I must say I thoroughly enjoyed you earlier.” I smiled enthusiastically, but he simply raised one of his hands and continued. “But there is much more of you to enjoy.” His hand slid under my collar, using it to pull me closer. “Take it out, pet.”
I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped him, reaching into his pants for the object of my desire. It wasn’t completely hard yet, but his size was still quite considerable. Having him in my small hands made the fire within me flare up quickly again. I looked up at him for guidance. He met my glance and then moved to settle himself more comfortably in his chair. He pulled me closer by the hair until my lips were an inch away from him.
“Open and put it in your mouth, Carol Anne.” I licked my lips and did as he told me. I tightened my lips around him and start to gently suck at him. I started to take more of him in my mouth and gently bob my head up and down on his cock as my tongue massaged the underside of his cock. At first, I had no problem taking him in my mouth, but he quickly grew quite hard and larger in my mouth. I was now struggling to stretch my mouth sufficiently around him.
Try as I might, I couldn’t see his face from my angle, but I could hear his soft moans and grunts at my actions, and his hips were thrusting slightly towards me. Finally, I felt a hand on my head firmly yet gently pushing me down, forcing me to take more of his cock. I gagged several times as his cock forced his way into my throat. I could feel my throat contacting around his cock, trying to dispel him. He let up on the pressure on my head for a few moments allowing me to take several deep breaths before he pushed back down on my head. He repeated this several times, and each time I made sure to continue my sucking as well as the massage of my tongue.
The fourth or fifth time he pushed me down, my nose pushed into his pubic hair. He held me there for a moment before I heard him grunt slightly. He pulled me up slightly so that only part of his cock was in my mouth as he said, “Swallow it all, pet.” He grunted again, and I felt his cum spurting into my mouth and onto my tongue. It was far hotter than I had realized. I held his cum in my mouth until he finished and sat back with a sigh. I let his cock fall from my mouth as I closed my eyes and rolled his cum around on my tongue, savoring the taste for several moments before swallowing it. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was watching me, but finally spoke.
“You did better than I thought you would,” he said, “although I’m sure you will improve in time.” As he said it, I felt tears fill my eyes and lowered my head, feeling that I had disappointed him. I blinked quickly trying to prevent my tears of frustration from falling. I felt his finger under my chin to lift my face towards him, but I turned away quickly. Immediately I felt his hand slap across my face and his hand cupping my chin to force my face up to look at him.
“Do not pull away from me again, Carol Anne.” His voice was even softer and more dangerous than usual. For the first time since having arrived, I was actually scared.
He let me go, however, and sat back, watching me. I raised my hands to hover over his knee, hoping to be able to touch and placate him. “May I, Master?”
“No.” I lowered my hands back to my lap, sadly. “I never thought you to be such a perfectionist that you couldn’t acknowledge that you could improve something you’ve never done before. Unless, of course, you have such experience I should expect more expertise,” he sneered. I shook my head fanatically, opening my mouth to answer him. “Don’t talk. I don’t want to hear your voice right now.”
I whimpered slightly and sat back on my heels. He was watching me with narrowed eyes. Suddenly, he spoke again.
“Do you know how old I am?” I shook my head, wondering at the seemingly irrelevant question.
“Suffice it to say I am centuries old. You are hardly the first I have claimed.” He paused for some time.
“However, you are the undeniably by far the most responsive and one of the most obedient and affectionate pets I have ever had the pleasure of claiming. I have never been more pleased with my choice of pet.”
I smiled slowly, not sure he wasn’t kidding. He smiled his slight smile back at me and continued. “Now stop your pouting because I note you can improve at something. It’s infantile and annoying.”
“May I speak?” I asked softly. He considered, then nodded.
“I’m so sorry, Master. I just thought I was disappointing you.”
“You weren’t. Trust me; you’ll certainly know if you do.”
“Are you going to punish me now for pulling away from you?”
He cocked his head slightly, obviously thinking. “Wait right there.” He got up and walked to a cabinet on one side of the room. He opened the door closer to me, preventing me from seeing what was in this cabinet. “I must say, pet, that there is such benefit to living in this century. So many toys readily available.” He closed the cabinet, and I finally saw what he had brought out. It was a leather flogger. He played with the tassels as he spoke to me.
“I don’t think my belt really made the impression I was hoping for, so let us see what this can do.” He used my collar to drag me to the center of the room. There was a hook hanging from the ceiling there that I hadn’t noticed earlier. He threw the flogger on the bed, and then pulled out a length of rope.
“Your hands.” I lifted them up to him, my eyes still on the flogger. I was still scared about the beating I was about to receive. He tied my hands together and then slipped the rope over the hook. My hands were raised high above my head. Only the balls of my feet touched the floor. He stepped back and looked me over. I saw him out of the corner of my eye but I was more interested in the flogger. He picked up the flogger and used it to turn my face towards him.
“Just remember that I love you,” he said softly before he brought the flogger down onto my left breast. I jumped at the pain, and whimpered slightly as the flogger fell onto my right breast. He continued until five blows had landed on either breast. He paused and I relaxed slightly, thinking it was over, but he only moved around to my back. He continued my beating, this time allowing ten blows to fall on my ass. He paused again.
“Now spread your legs.” I whimpered again through my tears, but did as best I could. He was in front of me again, this time raining four blows on the insides of each of my thighs. I was crying softly now.
“Just two more now, pet.” I was relieved until the first blow landed on my exposed pussy. I screamed, barely noticing the second strike. I stood there crying in pain as he put his toy away. He returned to me, untying my hands and whispering the only thing that could have alleviated my pain, “Good girl.”
He carried me to the bed, laying me on my stomach. I tried to roll over, but his hand pushed down on my back, preventing me. I frowned for a moment before I felt his hips against me, and realized that he was hard and throbbing again. Apparently, my master now wanted to take the last virgin part of me.
He moved away from me to get something, presumably some sort of lube. He inserted two fingers into my anus, trying to spread the lube around sufficiently. I heard him spreading the lube onto his cock before placing it against my hole. He leaned into my ear.
“Do you want me to be gentle?” he asked in a mocking tone. I knew perfectly well he wouldn’t be gentle even if I asked him to, perhaps especially not if I asked. It didn’t matter, though; if I had wanted gentleness in a lover, I would not be here.
“No, master, I don’t,” I told him honestly. He chuckled against me.
“Insatiable,” he whispered as he began to push into me. It burned at first, only to be replaced by sharper pain. He seemed to be having trouble pushing into my tight hole. When I saw that he was half way into me, he pulled out slightly to thrust back into me. He continued in this manner, pulling back only to thrust even further into me. Finally, he pushed his hips against the sore cheeks of my ass.
It took longer for the pain to fade than it had when he first took me, but in time it did. I tried to thrust back against him, but found it difficult from my angle. He seemed to realize this and, without pulling out of me, he lifted my hips so that I was on my hands and knees. From this position, I could meet his thrusts without reserve.
I had not expected to enjoy this as much as I had our previous acts, but I slowly started to feel pleasure at his thrusts. The pleasure quickly spread when his fingers began to rub at my clit. He leaned forward over me to whisper in my ear.
“Cum with me, Carol Anne.” I nodded, unable to speak. His thrusts were getting stronger, and his fingers were circling my clit faster. I was incredibly close, but held myself back, determined to wait for him. I was rewarded when I heard him whisper, “Now!” followed by his groan of pleasure. I let myself go, feeling the pleasure flow through my body, causing it to convulse under him for some time. I collapsed onto the bed as he slowly pulled himself from me.
“Come clean me off, pet.” I slowly pulled myself off to look at his wilting cock. Somewhat reluctantly, I licked it clean. I finished without verbal complaint, but couldn’t help making a slight face.
“Do you not enjoy that particular act, pet?” he asked as I lay my head on his thigh. I hesitated before answering.
“I will do what you ask me to do, Master.”
He chuckled slightly. “That is not what I asked.”
“No, Master, I didn’t. But…”
“You’ll do as I tell you, I heard you the first time you said it. But I will keep your dislike in mind nonetheless.”
I was surprised, but answered with, “Thank you, Master.” I was exhausted now. My two naps since the morning were simply not sufficient when compared to the energy I had expended. Barely able to keep my eyes open, I asked him where I should sleep.
“Unless I tell you differently, you may sleep at the foot of my bed.” Slowly, I crawled to the foot of his enormous bed and curled up there facing him. I felt him place a blanket over me before I fell into a deep sleep.
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He looked at the foot of his bed, where his newest pet was curled up and fast asleep. He had had all types over the years. He had never wanted to keep any of his women permanently, so he went through many. He had had blondes, brunettes, redheads. He had had small women and large women, tall women as well as short women. He had claimed someone from most countries in the world today. While most of his women were virgins, he had occasionally taken women who were slightly used as well as incredibly experienced. Some of the women he claimed came willingly, while others he had to drag back to his home and break over time. However, he had not lied to her; he had never had a woman who was so responsive or so eager to please from the beginning. He had taught such responsiveness to some of his women, but it came so easily to her. Furthermore, she had accepted her punishments better than anyone before. He had yet to test the full extent of her, but he doubted he would be disappointed. If anything, he felt that in time she could only improve.
Considering her lying there, he felt for the first time that he might have found his perfect pet. If she continued to please and improve, he might just make her completely his. Forever.
In her sleep, Carol Anne felt a deep sense of contentment and fulfillment that consumed her. She smiled in her sleep, feeling truly happy for the first time in her life.

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Growing up Polygamy 3!

I know its been a long wait to say the least, but hey I have a life too. I do appreciate everyone’s desire for my work, however. I hope this new installment is to your liking. Enjoy.

Resort Weekend pt2

The next morning Reece woke up stiff, rolling his tongue around in his mouth. His mouth tasted funny.Oh yeah, its pussy. He thought with a smile.
But not Gia’s pussy!
Panic erupted in him, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked in the bed; Tasha was sleeping soundly beside him.FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!
It wasn’t a dream. He actually had done it. He cheated on his wife.
Gaping anguish threatened to swallow him whole now as his stomach lurched. He felt sick.
He looked around the room trying to get his bearings.
This wasn’t his room. Where was he?
That’s right. He and Tasha had fucked for hours, finally making it to the company dinner last night some 45 minutes late. Each coming in a different door.
Then they had stayed out drinking with everyone, sneaking away when the party was breaking up; making out in a bathroom first then finally making it up to Tasha’s room. (Hers being on the 4th floor and Reece’s being on the 5th.) They fucked each other senseless until they passed out.
Reece angrily raked his hand through his hair, grabbing a handful and yanking it hard, before a loud bitter groan.
Playtime was over. He looked at his cell for the time; it was 9:44 am. He hadn’t slept in that long.
He checked to see if Gia had at least called him.
No calls from her but a few dozen calls and texts from Salvo.
Reece was just about to open a text when Tasha rose up beside him, wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his shoulder.
“Good morning, sexy.”
“Hey.” Reece replied somberly with a weak smile.
She began kissing him on the cheek and neck, but he pulled away and slid from the bed.
She gazed at his beautiful body; his cock was stiff and bobbing. She smiled reaching for it.
He stepped back out of her range.
“What?’ she asked frowning.
“I have to go.”
“Why?’
“You know why.” he said indignantly. “I love Gia, my wife.”
“That didn’t matter last night.” She said smugly, her eyebrow cocked.
Her words jabbed at his heart. He felt sick again.
“You had to know this was just a onetime thing.” he replied blankly, beginning to pace.
“We can make it a weekend thing.”
Reece hesitated.
Tasha smiled, she still had him.
“NO! No. I gotta get home.”
“C’mon.” Tasha said moving to her knees on the bed, the sheets falling away from her toned beautiful body.
Reece stared at her as if it was the first time. She was so fucking hot.
“She’s not here. She’ll have you for the rest of your life. Besides, you can’t tell me you didn’t like what we did. Hmm?”
She stepped from the bed and walked to him, moving her arms up around his neck.
“You know, I loved it.” Her full lips curled to a sexy smile as she talked.
He took her hands in his and kissed them.
He was wrestling again. His thoughts churning. He had already turned that corner, so what was a little further.
“I know,” Tasha chirped. “Let’s just take an early morning dip in the ocean, just you and me. We’ll walk down the beach where it’s secluded and then just play around in the water. Then I’ll be hands off from there on out. I promise. You can even go bring Gia back up.”
“I don’t know.”
“Please,” she pouted. “I want you to see my new bikini.”
Reluctantly, Reece agreed.
A half hour later, they hadn’t made it halfway down the beach before they found one of the many dozen huge plush canopied daybeds that were dotted all over the resort.
And now Tasha’s turquoise bikini top was untied, her amazing breasts exposed and wobbling. Her bikini bottoms, that were basically nonexistent on her luscious round ass, were down around her knees, as she lay bent over on the daybed.
Reece was on his knees at the side of the daybed, behind her, lapping at her swollen honey dripping pussy lips.
His long tongue licked the length of her slick cunt all the way up the dark puckered button of her ass.
If I’m going to hell in a hand basket, I may as well ride all the rides. Reece said to himself, standing quickly and coating his cock in her nectar that was mixed with his cum, which was still oozing from her pussy.
Tasha looked back startled as she felt Reece’s mushroom head at the entrance of her ass.
“Baby, tell me what you’re gonna do.” She moaned, her voice slightly muffled by the bedding.
“I’m gonna fuck you in the ass, girl.” He growled, stroking her round ass roughly.
“Do it, baby. Fuck that ass! Let me feel that fat cock in my tight ass!”
Reece, reeling with unbridled lust at how raw and wild this girl was, steadied himself and grabbed Tasha’s large round ass cheeks, squeezing them hard, his fingers digging deep into her supple brown flesh. He began squeezing, kneading and pulling her ass cheeks apart in random directions, watching the sensitive flesh of her anal ring move and stretch.
Then he pulled one of her arms back and placed her hand on her ass, and she brought the other back to hold her ass open for him.
His cock still glistening with their combined fluids, he pressed the head of his pulsing rod against her ass again and slowly began his assault.
In unison, they groaned in lewd delight as he entered her.
Tasha began panting immediately. As thick as he was in her pussy, now she felt like she would faint as shards of raw erotic delight pulsated through her.
Reece watched himself disappearing deeper and deeper into her, her ring around his cock was so tight it was almost uncomfortable. Be he kept going, sinking deeper and deeper. Letting himself go to the maddening pleasure of fucking this insanely hot girl.
Soon he was rooted deep inside her; he paused as they both tried to catch their breath.Once deep inside her, Tasha released her ass and began furiously rubbing her clit.
Then without warning, he began to stroke himself in and out her. Slow and steady, slow and steady. In and out, loving the hot gooey depths of her bowels on his cock.
Over and over languidly, he stroked in and out of her.
And again and again, she came hard and fast, like hitting a brick wall. While Reece kept stroking in and out, slowly picking up his pace.
Until he curled over her, breathing hot and heavy in her ear as she rubbed her clit and she felt his cock throbbing.
They kissed each her as best they could in the odd angle. Until Reece stood, his hands digging into her hips.
“FUCK TASHA BABY, YOUR FUCKING HOT ASS IS SO GOOD!” He shouted not really caring who heard him at this point and slamming into her as his cock erupted spewing coils of white hot cum into Tasha’s bowels.
She arched her back feeling the heated fluid filling her, sending another orgasm shooting through her whole body.
Reece slowly pulled himself from her as cum slid in clumps down her chocolate thigh.
Some ten minutes later Tasha and Reece came strolling up the beach; both having decided that Reece would stay the rest of the day and head home the next day. Then they’d leave this little tryst behind.
They were holding hands when they suddenly released each other seeing Salvo running frantically down the beach towards them.
“I wonder what he wants.” Reece said just remembering all the calls and text he had received.
“I’ll let you handle it. I’m going to change.” Tasha said stepping in front of Reece and grabbing his cock before she started jogging to the hotel.
“Hi, Salvo,” she said as they passed each other. “Hmm, bye Salvo.”
“Hey what’s up?” Reece said smiling as Salvo reached him.
Salvo returned the greeting by punching Reece in the stomach.
“What the fuck was that for?” Reece chocked out doubled over.
“Do you know how to use a damn cell phone?!”
“What?”
“I’ve been calling you for 6 hours!”
“Wh-“
“Did you fuck Tasha?”
Reece stood up with devious smirk spread across his face.
“You, idiot!” Salvo grumbled and punched him again.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!“
“Gia’s here.” Salvo snarled through gritted teeth.
“What?” Reece gulped, the color instantly draining from his face. His knees started to buckle, as he felt light headed.
Gia. Oh, shit.
“She got in late last night. I saw her wandering through the lobby after she checked in looking for you.”
“Did she see you?”
“Not until this morning when I was looking for you and calling you like crazy.”
“What did you say?”
“I told her we were out drinking last night and got wasted and that’s why you weren’t in your room. And that you left my room early to get some fresh air.”
Panicked desperation filled Reece, as he looked around for a way to escape.
“She’s been walking the grounds looking for you, while I’ve been calling you, you fucking stupid shit! How could you sleep with her? You had it made man.” Salvo continued to grumble.
Reece couldn’t gather himself in the whirlpool of his thoughts. He couldn’t focus, he couldn’t breathe! His heart was pounding frantically in his chest so hard he could feel it, hear it, as a cold sweat broke out on him.
“Oh hooray here she comes,” Salvo said out of the side of his mouth. “Hey Gia, I found him.”
His mouth tasted funny. No, it was pussy. And it wasn’t his wife’s. Reece turned his back to the approaching girl. Swirling his tongue around gathering up as much saliva as he could, then spitting it out. He did it another time before wiping his mouth desperately.
Then he got a whiff of his hands, they smelled like ass and sex.FUCK!
He began wiping his hands off on his shorts.
“Hey look Reece, it’s your wife. Hey Gia I found him.” Salvo said nervously.
Reece turned around and planted a smile on his face.
His panicking stopped for a moment as he looked at Gia. He gasped, his cock lurching to life all over again.
She had her dark hair pulled back and off her beautiful heart shaped face, large rimmed sunglasses atop her head.
She was wearing makeup, more than she normally did. Not too much, just enough to accentuate her large sparkling hazel eyes. She had glossy pale mauve lipstick on her full lips, and large dangly earrings in the shape of stars.
She was wearing a red flower print string bikini top that barely covered her large breasts, that were bobbing nicely as she walked. She also had on a short flowered red sarong that showcased her lean, toned thighs. She was radiate and incredibly sexy.
“You should have seen her last night,” Salvo whispered seeing Reece’s stunned reaction. “I guarantee you, you would not have been with Tasha. Just ask Jordan. He was chatting her up all night.”
Reece looked to the side of Gia, seeing Jordan talking to her as they both approached. He hadn’t even noticed him walking with her until just now.
“There you are.” Jordan said with a cocky smirk as they stopped a few feet in front of the panicked man.
Reece didn’t answer, just staring at his beautiful sensuous wife, who seemed to be scowling at him.
“Hey, baby.” Reece croaked stepping towards her before he stopped himself.
“So you were out with Salvo all night?” She said , cocking her eyebrow.
He hesitated a moment thinking whether or not to tell her the truth. Seeing Salvo then Jordan.NOT.
“Yeah, we just started talking and drinking next thing I know, I’m waking up on the floor in his room.”
Gia stared at him, when suddenly her body relaxed and her face brightened with a smile.
“As long as you had a good time, Barlow?”
“What? Yeah I did. You know me and Salvo always have a good time.”
“Yeah, I know.” she said brightly.
“You look great baby. I’m happy to see you.”
“I’m hungry,” she said without responding to his statement, and turned heading back to the hotel.
“What do you want for lunch?” Reece said coming up beside her, but not close enough to be smelled.
“What do you suggest?” she said to Jordan.
“There’s a place up here that has great burgers and stuff.”
“Cool.”
Reece looked back at Salvo wide eyed and confused. Salvo just shook his head and shrugged.
“Ah, while you guys get a table I’m gonna go upstairs and change.I’m all sweaty. I was running on the beach.”
“You were running?” Gia asked.
“Yeah, a little bit. Trying to clear my head.”
Reece was running now, up the stairs. His adrenaline was pumping so fast he couldn’t wait for the elevator, and he ran up to the fifth floor in and into his room in no time.
He ran into the room and directly to the bathroom, falling to his knees at the toilet. He opened the lid and threw up. Thinking about all lewd crazy things he had done over the last several hours, he threw up again until only dry heaves remained.
He brushed his teeth without looking at himself in the mirror. Then he ran back out into the room.
He looked around. It had already been cleaned by the maid, but worse, Gia had been in there since last evening. He wracked his brain trying to remember if he had gotten Tasha to take all her things with her before they parted company prior dinner.
He went over a mental checklist and was pretty sure he had.
He pulled off his clothes hastily and bundled them together and threw them in the trash. They reeked of sex. Then he jumped in the shower turning on the water as hot as he could take it, scrubbing himself from head to toe, rinsing. The doing it all over, then once more.
As he stepped from the shower catching glimpse of himself in the mirror, he quickly turned away, running from bathroom.
.
He was taking long deep breaths as he rode the elevator down, trying to calm himself, gathering his thoughts, making a plan of action if there was one. He could see himself in the reflection of the stainless steel walls of the elevator and he stared at the floor.
He barreled out of the elevator bumping into someone waiting there.
“Hey.” Tasha said grabbing his hand.
“My wife here.” Reece said urgently pulling his hand away.
“What?” She said looking around frantically.
“No, outside. She’s waiting for me.”
“Wh- when did she get here?”
“Last night, that’s what Salvo was calling me about.”
“Oh.”
Reece glanced at her apologetically once more before he headed outside.
“There he is.” Salvo said, hating being in the middle of a growing disaster.
“You must have been really dirty.” Jordan said, his deep gravelly voice almost mocking. “I hope you don’t mind, we already ordered.”
“No, I don’t mind.” Reece said sitting down next to Gia. He looked at the back of her chair where Jordan had his hand draped across it.
“Oh, sorry.” Jordan said moving his arm.
Reece glowered at him as he leaned in to kiss Gia.
“Here’s a menu, Barlow.” She said lifting it up to block his kiss.
“Oh, thanks.” He said gloomily, taking it, a lump forming in his throat. “Are you mad because I went out drinking last night?”
“Not at all.” She said smiling, but not looking at him.
“Cause we can do something tonight, anything you want. You look won-”
“Hi all.”
Reece almost came out of his skin seeing Tasha approach and sit down at the table next to him.
His eyes widened in panic as he looked back at Salvo.
“You know what? My stomach is not doing well from all that drinking. I’m gonna go lay down.” Salvo said, throwing his napkin in the table and quickly leaving.
I don’t blame him.Reece thought to himself.
Tasha sat back in her chair, lifting her sunglasses and looking at Gia. She was not all all happy with the changes the girl had made to her appearance. But that was neither here not their. Tasha wasn’t finished with Reece yet and she sure as hell wasn’t going to let his wife get in the way.
“Hey Gia, I see you made it.” Tasha said happily.
“Yeah I did, not it time though.”
“What?” Reece gasped looking at her, his pulse beginning to race.
“I mean to catch you before you and Salvo went drinking last night.”
“Oh, right.” He said smiling sheepishly.
“What is everyone having?” Tasha asked.
“Oh, Barlow hasn’t ordered yet.”
“I’m having a Big. Fat. Round. Juicy stake.” Jordan said slowly looking up at Tasha then cutting his eyes at Reece with a smirk.
Does he know? No. Salvo wouldn’t tell.
Reece’s mind began to race, thinking of where he and Tasha had been. Who could have seen them? As the night wore on they became more careless that’s why they headed to her room.
Reece was numb, his thoughts swirling. His life was unraveling right before his eyes.
“I love that bikini.” Tasha said referring to the red print bikini Gia was wearing.
“Yeah, red is Barlow’s favorite color. I thought he might like it.”
“I do, baby. I love it. I love you.”
Tasha squirmed in her seat hearing Reece fawn over his wife and under the table she grabbed his knee.
Reece froze and sat up, taking a drink of water, while glaring at her and moving closer to Gia.
He felt himself starting to sweat even though there was a nice cool breeze wafting through the veranda they were on.
Reece couldn’t stop his racing thoughts, regret circling at the forefront. Tasha was turning into more than a handful.
“She’s talking to you, Barlow.”
“Huh?”
“Tasha asked when our anniversary is. Oh, see, now I’m embarrassed.” Gia said with a slight smile. “Its next month, on the 6th.”
Reece’s stomach lurched. He thought he would throw up again. He had never screwed up this bad in his life.
“Congratulations.”
“Yeah.”
“Where’s your wedding ring?” Tasha asked.
Reece looked over at his wife’s hand.
“Oh, shit.” Gia said looking around and wringing her finger. “I must have lost it.”
“Were you swimming this morning?”
“Right, I must have lost it in the pool.”
Reece’s throat tightened as his hear sank.
She loved that ring. She loved it. Now she was acting as if it was nothing that it was lost. Maybe it was a sign. His life was over.
“I’ll get you another one, G.” He reassured her as put his hand on the back of her chair.
“Don’t worry about it, Barlow. It’ll show up.” She said with a warm smile.
On the outside, Gia was smiling but on the inside, she wanted to stab him in the throat with a fork.And that bitch. She said smiling brightly at Tasha.I oughta bust her face in.
Gia was small and quiet but she had a wicked evil temper when pushed. And it was being put to the test.“FUCK TASHA BABY, YOUR FUCKING HOT ASS IS SO GOOD!”
She took a bite of her food to try to mask her rage.
Gia had seen the whole thing, walking the grounds looking for her husband; she had seen the whole fucking thing.
She had seen him fuck her, lick her pussy then fuck her in the ass.I know this must be hard. Jordan had said. He had found her, as she stood paralyzed by what she was seeing.But I’m here for you… however, you want me.
Lizel’s words were ringing in her mind.Don’t get mad get even.
She looked over at Jordan as he ate now. She would definitely take him up on that.
After having seen the two, she didn’t allow herself to cry. And it was all she could do not to go on a rampage in the hotel room, but she told herself if Reece told her the truth or at least attempted to then all would be forgiven. If he didn’t, then Jordan would be getting lucky that night.
But Reece failed miserably. And now Gia would pretend everything was all right, be in Jordan’s bed before the night was over.
Inside, Jordan was laughing his ass off. Things couldn’t have worked out better if he had planned it all. Gia Barlow was already his. He smirked as he stroked her leg under the table.
She looked over at him, smiling nervously. He could tell was still anxious about the whole thing. Cheating that is, but with Reece having lied so poorly and Tasha actually showing up like nothing happened, Gia was pissed enough to do anything.
Reece couldn’t eat, he was just watching Gia. He did love her, very much. Even after all he had done that hadn’t changed at all. Fuck, it had never been about anything other than sex, which was incredible, wild and shallow. It was no where near the amazing depths he had with Gia when they had been having sex.
He’d have to distance himself from Tasha, but she wasn’t making that easy. Sure, she was still as hot as ever, but so was his wife and he loved her.
He’d have to tell Gia sometime too. He’d have to tell her sooner rather than later.
Gia could forgive most anything and she could put up with a lot but when she reached her boiling point, she had a horrible, horrible temper.
Reece shuddered. The longer he waited the worse it would be.But what if she leaves me?
NO! No, he wouldn’t allow that. He couldn’t take that; he could take her screaming, ranting, breaking things, even slapping him. But not leaving him.
He had told Tasha repeatedly that he loved his wife, and he meant it every single time.
He felt sick again.
Suddenly, he felt something on his leg. He looked over at Tasha; her foot was gliding up his calf and in-between his legs.
He stood up quickly.
“Let go snorkeling.”
“What?” Gia said mid-bite looking up at him.
“When I told you were we coming here, that’s what you said you wanted to do.”
“I thought you weren’t supposed to go swimming after you eat.” Tasha said.
He cut his eyes at her, then continued.
“Well we can go for a hike. You like hiking, baby. Then we can go snorkeling.”
“I want to go to the spa, and get a backrub or mud bath.” Gia said with a long sigh, stretching her arms over her head, both men stared at her breasts as she did.
Tasha scowled.
“Ah, they have couples things here, we can do that.” Reece said.
“The spa sounds nice,” Tasha chimed in.
“It does.” Jordan added. Unseen his left hand under the table squeezed Gia’s knee.
Reece’s jaw tightened. Everything was falling apart, and Tasha was not helping.
Reece lost the battle as they all went hiking, then snorkeling.
The women had gone through the mud baths and were heading to massage tables.
As they undressed for their massages, Tasha made it a point to stretch and turn so that Gia could get good a look at her exquisite body, not knowing the she already had.
Gia, being about 4 inches shorter than Tasha had just as lovely a body only in a smaller package.
Tasha noted the girl’s creamy caramel colored skin, her berry brown nipples standing erect on her large swollen breasts. Gia’s little pussy was clean shaven. For a moment, she looked like a teenaged girl staring up at her.
“What?” Gia asked.
“Nothing. You’re very beautiful.” She said trying to hide her bitter tone.
“Thank you.” She said lying down on the massage table.
I still don’t see what he sees in you. Both women said to themselves.
The women continued inspecting each other, under the guise of pleasant small talk. Trying to see what Reece saw in the other.
“May I ask you something?” Gia said to Tasha in the middle of the rub down.
“Sure.”
“Do you use birth control?”
“Ah,” Tasha sat up looking around the room.
The two masseuses continued working as if they heard nothing.
“Yes, I do. I have one of those control devices that you can leave in for a few years to prevent pregnancies. Why do you ask?”
“Just wondering. Jordan had mentioned you ‘date’ a lot. And I was just wondering how you ‘handled’ things” she said with a sweet smile.
“I wouldnt say I ‘date a lot.”
“Well he said you ‘dated’ him and several other people at your office, and even in the building.”
“Oh, did he.” Tasha replied indignantly.
“Its no big deal I was just asking.”
Tasha was huffing, thinking on whether or not she should continue this conversation as Gia settled back down on her massage table. She decided not to.
The tense atmosphere lingered, but it didn’t seem to bother Gia.
After pampering, they were dressing in their robes, getting up, ready to head up to their rooms and change for dinner.
“He won’t leave me, you know.” Gia said pulling on her robe.
“What?”
“You heard me. Reece won’t leave me. I don’t know what you’re planning or think you’ll accomplish. But he won’t leave me.”
“Ah, Gia I don’t know what you think is going on but-“
“That’s pathetic.”
“What?” Tasha snarled.
“To lie like that, it’s pathetic. You want my husband. You’ve made that crystal clear. But he doesn’t want you.” Gia said calmly, leaving the massage room, and leaving Tasha to brood.
Jordan had already gone sometime ago. Reece was hoping for good, as he waited for Gia.
Reece was nervous about the two women being stuck in a small room together, and was relieved to see Gia come out unscathed and looking refreshed.
“Did you have a good time?” He asked walking to her.
“Yep, I feel like I could do anything.” Gia said stretching and walking past him to the elevator.
Reece looked back seeing Tasha. He waved apologetically, but she ran to him took him by the hand and pulled him into a small nearby alcove.
“What are you doing?!”He snarled in a hushed anxious voice.
“I think she suspects something?”
“What? Why? What did she say?”
“She pretty much told me to stay away from you.”
“Well, considering everything, I think its best.”
“What? You promised me tonight.”
“That was before Gia showed up. Listen Tasha, I never lied about loving her. I never hid that from you. She’s here now and I want to spend my time with her.” Reece pulled away from Tasha almost violently and headed to the elevator, leaving her brooding again.
Gia hadn’t waited and was already in the shower when he got to the room. He undressed and headed to the bathroom to join her, but the door was locked. They had always showered together, prior to two months ago. She had seemed happier today, she was talking to him more he had hoped that the rest had gone back to normal to.
He sat beaten, on the bed, trying not to think. But what Tasha had mentioned kept playing in his head.
I have to tell her, soon.
Soon enough the water stopped and she emerged from the bathroom in a towel.
He just stared at her. She was so beautiful, as hot as Tasha was, she didn’t compare to his beautiful wife.
Then why had he fucked everything to hell.
He tried to stop Gia as she was rummaging through her things for something to wear, grabbing her hands and leaning into kiss her.
“Get your hands off me, Barlow.” She said pulling away roughly.
“What did I do?” The minute he said it he was sorry he did, he knew what he had done. He was just hoping she didn’t.
She didn’t answer him though.
“Besides,” he continued trying to stay off topic. ” I told you I don’t like when you call me Barlow. It’s embarrassing to do that in front of people, especially Jordan.”
“Don’t forget Tasha.” she replied mockingly.
Reece tensed.
“Anyway, it drives me crazy when you do that?”
“Who cares?” Gia said pulling on a pair of tiny panties under her towel.
“I care. Fuck, Gia cut it out.”
“You cut it out. You’re over reacting, Barlow,” Gia said trying to calm herself, as she pulled out the beautiful form fitting red dress she was going to wear and slipped it over her head, letting her towel hit the floor at the same time. Reece hadn’t seen her naked in two months and she wasn’t going to start now.
The dress was off the shoulder and showcased her firm large supple breasts.
“I’m not overreacting, Gia!” Reece said angrily grabbing his wife by her arm and turning her to face him. For the first time since she got there, he was touching her. And as angry (more so at himself) as he was it felt good; to look at her, touch her. He loved her so much.
He had to tell her, but how?
“Get your hands off me, Barlow.” She shouted pulling away and beginning to put on her make up.
“Damn it, Gia. I fucking swear if you say it once more I’ll fucking take you over my knee and spank your ass until its red and sore.”
Gia paused for a moment, her body flooding with unexpected, unwanted arousal. She looked over at him, his green eyes flashing. She could easily see why Tasha wanted him, that same reason she wanted him. The same reasons she had loved him.
He was gorgeous and now so alpha male. She felt her pussy swelling and warming with her honey.
But she couldn’t let him off that easy. She’d only hate herself later if she did.
“It’s your name isn’t it?” She snapped back at him, mussing her hair.
“It’s your name too, Gianella Barlow,” he spewed, articulating each syllable in her name. “And you’re my wife. Don’t forget that.”
“I haven’t!” She shouted, turning and glowering at him.
He took a step back, his muscles tense.
Tell her now. He thought. But the words didn’t come.
“Anyway, you should shower, Reece.” She over articulated his name for him. “I left you some hot water.”
She checked herself in the mirror and put on some strappy high heels.
“Where are you going?”
“Downstairs, to get a drink.”
“Can’t you wait 10minutes for me to get dressed?”
“I’d rather not,” she said striding through the living room. Then he heard the door open and click shut.
When Reece got downstairs, straightening the open collar on his white button down shirt and brushing off his black slacks that complemented his lean physique, Gia was talking to Jordan and Tasha.
Fuck. He thought. They were like parasites.
He couldn’t get away from the two.
Jordan was dressed like a club going douche. The black jeans, the black tight t-shirt with huge ornate designs on the front and back.
Tasha was wearing an extremely short and tight, satiny, dark violet strapless dress with a bustier top that pushed her huge breasts all the way to her neck. It was much too much for a so called relaxing dinner, which she wasn’t even invited to.
The dinner conversation was shallow and boring, but Gia smiled and seemed happy.
Reece wanted it all to end so he could be alone with his wife; hell, he wanted the whole weekend to end at this point.
Gia insisted on drinks for everyone afterward, and they headed to one of the many lounge bars on the resort.
Now, Reece was downing tequila shots like water as he watched his wife dancing very sensuously with random men and getting more heated by the minute.
Then there was Jordan. He had kept a safe distance but he couldn’t keep his eyes off Gia. And it was eating Reece up.
Reece downed another shot, and sat up in his chair as Jordan approached the table. Gia was still dancing.
“I’m out.” Jordan said taking a tequila shot. “Gonna take a leak then I’ll see you all sometime, tomorrow.”
“I hope not.” Reece snarled under his breath.
“Gotta a hot date?” Tasha asked sitting down beside Reece, who was glowering at Jordan.
“Yeah.” He said glancing at Reece. “You two enjoy your evening.” He continued before turning and heading to the men’s room.
Reece was fed up. That asshole had been cock blocking him with his wife all evening.
“Where are you going?” Tasha called after Reece as he headed towards the restrooms.
Just then Gia came to the table.
“Great music isn’t it?” Tasha asked.
Gia just picked up her purse, looked at her phone. Then turned and left.
“Bye.” Tasha said sitting back.
Jordan was washing his hands and looking at himself in the mirror smiling when the door swung open.
“Hey Reece.” Jordan said casually.
Reece took several angry steps toward Jordan and punched him in the jaw. The surprised man slammed against the wall in pain.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“STAY AWAY FROM MY WIFE!!”
“WHAT? HOW DID-“
“You’ve been watching her all night; now stay the fuck away from her!”
Jordan started laughing as he felt the warm blood fill his mouth.
Hphm.He doesn’t know anything.
“What’s so fucking funny?” Reece asked.
“You’ve got balls I’ll say that. You’re worried about me talking to your wife when, Tasha’s been practically sitting in your lap all night. She can’t keep her damn hands off you. How do you think that makes Gia feel.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
“Sure you don’t.” Jordan said standing and brushing himself off.
“I mean it Jordan, stay away from her or we’re gonna have some real problems.” Reece growled.
“Whatever, asshole. You and Tasha have a good night.” Jordan replied smugly pushing past Reece and out the door.
“Where’s Gia?” Reece asked seeing her purse gone and looking around not seeing her dancing, as he came back from the restroom still fuming.
“I don’t know. She came and got her purse, then left.”
.
Gia was walking side by side with Jordan, down the side walk of the resort heading down away from the main hotel to another club.
Gia’s heart was pounding. She could hardly catch her breath, but she had to do this. She’d make Reece sorry and make herself feel better in the process.
As they entered the club, they were swallowed up by the swirling crowd, and thumping loud music.
“Do you want something to drink?” Jordan said in Gia’s ear as they inched forward.
“No!” Gia replied loudly over the music. She wanted to be cleared headed for the whole thing. She just wanted to let herself go and let herself go to desire, just as Reece had.
Gia moved back on to the dance floor. Dancing always loosened her up. Just feeling the music course through her, relaxed her and turned her on.
She had seen Reece watching her when they were at the previous club and she made sure her dance moves were deliberate and sensual. She wanted him to see how much all the other men on the dance floor wanted her.
She pulled Jordan to her, her back to him and began moving. Closing her eyes letting the music take her as his arm snaked around her waist.
Jordan wasted no time, as he began nuzzling Gia’s neck and grinding his hips into her, he had been waiting for this for far to long. He cupped his hands under her breasts and she stiffened for a moment.
“Are you okay?” he whispered in her ear.
“I’m fine.” She said taking a deep breath.
Jordan bent down behind her, pulling up the bottom of Gia’s dress and gliding his hand up her lean thighs to the apex of her legs, that was already warm and moist.
Gia moaned in his ear as his hand gently slid over her mound.
She grabbed his hand to stop him.
“Not here.”
“Nobody here cares.” He said looking around.
He was right, they were in the middle of the dance floor and the other bodies around them writhing and dancing were paying she and Jordan no mind.
Gia relaxed back into Jordan and his fingers drew slow circles on her mound. She sighed deeply as she arched her back. A lustful moaned escaped her lips as she felt her lascivious desire mounting.
Jordan continued with one hand to titillate her pussy and with the other grope and squeeze her breast.
She moved languidly to the slow pulse of the music while his hands slowly explored and teased her.
She felt his stiff manhood on her back straining against his designer jeans, as she put her hand behind her back and grabbed it, stroking it through the stiff denim.
Jordan moaned hot and heavy in her ear, his tongue flicking at her lobe when she did. Sending jolts of rippling pleasure through her whole body.
Jordan was finding it hard to contain his lust. The excitement of moment was almost too much to bear.
He curled his finger into the leg of her panties pulling them over the mound of her pussy.
The cool air hitting her bare skin made Gia take a sharp breath as Jordan let his long fingers trail across her puffy moist flesh.
Gia bite her lip in erotic delight as he spread her nether lips with his fingers and let them slide and circle across her slit.
He was practically holding her up now, her legs giving way to pleasure, as his fingers stroked her juicy hot pussy.
Gia turned her head to Jordan’s ear that was right at her shoulder and said something to him.
“Say it again,” he said grinning. ”Louder.”
“Will you lick my pussy?”
Jordan shuddered, she sounded so sweet and sincere when she asked. His cock jerked in his pants.
“Now tell me.” His gravelly voice sent shivers of pleasure through her, as he trailed kissed across her cheek and down her neck.
“Lick my pussy.” She hissed.
He watched her mouth with baited breath.
“Again, and say my name.”
“Lick my pussy, Jordan.”
Jordan took Gia by the hand and led her to a deserted corner of the club. He pushed her back against the wall, gently taking her face in his hands, gazing at her for several moments before he captured her lips, kissing her deeply and feverishly.
Gia was surprised by the eager affection she felt from Jordan, but she let herself succumb to the kiss as his hot skilled tongue probed her mouth.
He lingered at her lips several minutes, pressing his body into hers, feeling her melt into him.
Soon his kisses trailed from her lips to her chin, and neck.
He smiled as she moaned, stroking his head, while he traveled down her body.
He knelt in front of her, as he slid his hands up her legs, under her dress to her waist. He hooked her panties and pulled them down and had her step out of them.
Jordan balled up the wet fabric and put it in his pocket before lifting up her dress, He couldn’t get a good look at her with the dark lighting of the club, but that didn’t matter.
He could smell her arousal. She smelled light yet musky. He rubbed his face across her mound just taking in the smell of her. He could even feel the heat coming off of her.
He leaned in, flicking his tongue over her. He could hear her moaning even over the loud club music.
He buried his head between her legs, his tongue splitting the puffy folds of her engorged skin.
Gia looked out at the busy night club under heavy lids, as raw voluptuous desire built in her.
Jordan licked hungrily at Gia’s pussy slurping down her free flowing nectar. He put his left arm under her right leg and lifted her leg up so it was on his shoulder, while his other hand traveled up her body to her heaving breasts kneading and groping them.
He let his tongue wiggle around across her slit feeling her swollen hot clit. Her body jerked and shuddered as he hit the sensitive bundle of nerves again and again.
He took the small nub and sucked on it roughly. Gia’s eyes snapped open at the aching raw pleasure of what Jordan was doing to her
She grabbed at his hair but it was cut too short to get a hold of anything. Jagged jolts of pleasure crashed into her and she ground her pussy into his mouth roughly hoping to prolong the intense orgasm that was running through her.
She didn’t stop rolling her hips for several moments, as a blissful orgasmic haze took her and at the same time cleared her mind. Made her feel beautiful and loved again.
Jordan kissed her sensitive skin as her orgasm ebbed.
The he stood looking down at the panting satisfied woman lifting up his dark t-shirt and unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock.
Gia squinted. It was near to impossible to see anything where they were, but she reached out in front of her and felt the wand of meat. It was hot to the touch, and sticky with precum. It was long too, as long as her husbands but not as wide.
Gia let out a surprised yelp as Jordan easily lifted her, her thighs hanging over his forearms and positioned himself to enter her. Her could feel her tensing up, as she wiggled to get free, but pressed her against the wall and stabbed the thick head of his cock into her entrance.
She stiffened again, digging her nails into his shoulder.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” she said shaking her head. She had to do this, it felt too good to stop now anyway.
He lowered his arms and let her sink down onto his hot shaft. He moaned in her ear in satisfaction as he immediately started pumping into her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck looking over his shoulder into the dancing crowd as Jordan fucked her, a fast steady pace, rubbing and exciting the tight velvety flesh inside her pussy.
She was so tight and wet, Jordan had to concentrate as not lose it too soon. His hips rolling sensuously as he seemed to reach deeper and deeper inside Gia.
She held on tight to Jordan trying to block out the turmoil of thoughts swirling in her head, but she couldn’t get the sight of Reece and Tasha out of her mind.
Gia kissed Jordan deep, hard, urgently as she wiggled and undulated her hips to meet his thrust digging her nails into his shoulders as an angry powerful orgasm shook her from the pit of her stomach radiating through her in sumptuous shattering waves of guilty pleasure.
Gia cried out in raw excited bliss, though it was drowned out by the music and Jordan kept feverishly pumping.
“Oh… ohhh… fuckkk… I’m cumming..” he grunted in her ear.
Her head cleared enough to say. “Not inside me.”
He looked down at her as he continued to piston.
“Not inside me Jordan, please.”
She began to wiggle and squirm wildly in his arms until he put her down. She sunk down in front of him, just in time to feel his cock burst with cum.
She swallowed all he had to give, stroking and sucking his dick for several moments until his orgasm waned.
“Let’s go to your room.” She said standing and licking her lips. She took him by the hand after he had zipped back up his pants. Jordan smiled happily following her out.
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To be continued.

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I’m Not a Slut

After taking a lengthy hiatus away from my writing to rekindle my muses, I have decided to return to this site and share some more tales from the demented mind of 2stfauther. I will start with this fictitious offering about a high school girl who just thinks she is normal. Anyway, enjoy and please comment

Home parties

I’m Dutch, so English is not my native language. Hope you like the story, please respond!

HEATHER!

Heather works at the rodeo with her husband. One day, a pair of men who had been lusting for her decide to take matters into their own hands. Heather fights back, but loses in a big way.

The Kink Palace

In the near future, a young Irish girl fulfills her fantasy of becoming a prostitute at Japan’s most expensive brothel: the Kink Palace, a place where there are no limits… only price-tags.

Belinda 2

Note: Yeah I hate these too so I’ll be quick. Interesting note is right after I posted this I ran into Belinda across the street at the mailbox wearing cut off shorts and a white button down shirt. Insert Twilight Zone music here. I may have to get to know her a bit better.
Belinda – 2
I didn’t get a hell of a lot of sleep last night. Physically I was spent from yesterday’s gardening. Tired and sore. I’m not the kid I used to be damn-it. Mentally I was wide awake with Belinda’s show replaying in my mind. I’m not sure if it was the body aches that kept me tossing all night or the constant woody that kept me from easily turning over. I just know Monday Morning’s alarm was even more harsh than usual. My dog was far more willing to get up than I was. I turned and rolled myself into a sitting position where I argued with myself that it was really still Sunday before giving in and slipping on my sandals and robe and letting my dog out. One of the best things I ever purchased was my pod coffee maker. It makes a perfect single cup in about a minute. I pushed the button before getting the creamer from the fridge and pouring some into the waiting mug of soon to be life-blood. The delicious aroma of fresh coffee filled my kitchen. Always makes me feel better. I was half awake staring out my window at my wall of shrubs, waiting on my coffee to finish, when something from last night popped into my mind. Belinda had drunkenly admitted to me that she had been watching me. I pondered that as I took my first sip. She said that she had watched me in the morning and in watched me in my office from her bedroom window. …..Watched me in the morning….. Right now I’m doing the same thing I always do; robe, coffee and wake up. Fifteen minutes from now I would be back for more coffee but by then I’m usually fresh from the shower and naked. The ground floor of my house is about three feet above ground level so the only way to see in was from the second floor of her house which would also give her a clear view of my office. I kept myself from glancing up at her window because it also occurred to me that she may be awake right now. Unlike me she has to drive to her office. Would she be taking the time right now or in the next… 13 minutes after my shower. I’m thinking now. I’m thinking that after I left she had the same night of tossing and turning, while thinking about what we did for each other, that I did. Right now she’s in her window teasing a nipple and fingering her clit while watching me. The thought was making me hard and I’m going to take advantage of that.
I put my coffee down cause I would really hate to spill it. With my robe tenting all I had to do was move it aside and my cock was free. I was thinking of her fingers sliding in and out of her while she sat on that chair while I slowly stroked myself. I loved how soft my skin is and how I can feel the veins in my member. I wanted to give her a good show so I let my hand drift down to my balls a few times. I let some saliva drop from my mouth onto my cock to add lubrication and a nice visual shine. It wouldn’t be too long before I had that familiar feeling in my balls so I had to figure out an exit. I wanted to tease her not show her everything she wanted. I wanted her watching more so I didn’t want to give her what she wanted to see right off the bat. I wanted her thinking about what would have happened. At queue my dog piped up. Her barking was the perfect exit. I dropped my cock and closed the robe to go let my dog in which also took me out of Belinda’s view. Smiling at myself I kept the rest of my morning as normal. Maybe cause a little extra frustration.
My office is on the second floor of my home. I’m one of those people referred to as lucky because I only spend maybe two days at the main office a year. People think its wonderful because I can listen to my music as loud as I want, don’t share a bathroom, wear what I want (or lack thereof) and can do just about as I please as long as my work gets done. The reality is I never see people face to face so the job had made me somewhat a hermit and the only way I ever get a sick day is if my ass is tied to a toilet. I tend to spend a lot of time in my office and not getting out much have taken to an online video chat program that is an exhibitionist’s and voyeur’s wet e-dream. That is what she meant when she said watching you in your office. She can see right in my office window and she’s been watching me watching and performing for others. She has probably seen me masturbate dozens of dozens times. Last night was either payback or a thank you and I bet she has been thinking about doing it for months. Maybe years. The last omission that she made was that she has watched me and my girlfriends. They have never been in my office, any of them. Nor have I fucked any of them next to my coffee pot. Bedroom, living room, dining room, bathroom and even once in the garage and once on the front porch. Theoretically she could have watched from her bedroom perch into the dining room and could have been walking by when I was doing Karla on the front porch. Any of the others she would need a different vantage point and my bedroom would require her to be right at the window on the north side of the house. The opposite side she is on. In fact all these rooms are on the main floor which leaves me to one conclusion. She peeps. Okay two conclusions. She peeps and my dog aint worth shit as a guard dog.
Question is, now that I know one of her secrets and we have masturbated for each other live how do I take advantage of it. How do I use that for my advantage. One thing about sex online is that you get a hell of a lot more once you master the art of the tease. I am the master. I need to get her more actively involved. Simple she needs to play in my world. In my office I opened Word and simply printed out my cell phone number and taped it to my office window and left it there all day and all night.
The next morning rolled around pretty much the same as the first. Get up. Let dog out. Coffee. I stood there mug in hand staring out my kitchen window at my hedge again. This time I picked up my cell, looked at it for a minute and then set it on the window ledge. I walked away to let my dog in and fed her. When I came back I had a text.
“I liked yesterday morning better.”
I texted back, “Me too. What do you have up there a telescope?”
“Something like that.”
“Maybe I’ll give you a peek later if you’re good.”
“I wasn’t good last night?”
“That was last night. You have to earn tonight.”
“How?”
I didn’t reply. She asked the same question again but I just left it alone. Not long after she left for work and I headed upstairs to begin mine. I didn’t hear from her again until just after noon when my phone beeped. I had a text from Belinda.
“You can take the sign down now.”
“Awww is it interfering with your view?”
“YES! I want to see you!”
“Send me a sexy pic. If you want to see me then I get to see you too.”
“Noooooooo! Come on take the paper down. I have to go back to work soon!!!!”
“You want to watch me stroke my hard cock?”
“OMG Yes!!! ”
“LOL. Pic first.”
“I don’t have time. 🙁 ”
“I can wait until you get home.”
“Damnit Michael!”
With that I saw her drive away in her truck, flipping me off as she drove by. I couldn’t help but smile.
About 9:00pm my phone beeped. Belinda sent me an image titled “How is this?” She was in her bathroom wearing her cutoffs and the same white button down blouse from before. This time the shirt was wet and the bikini top was missing. The fabric wasn’t very thick so I could easily make out the shape of her breasts and see her hard nipples pushing against her shirt. I needed more.
I walked into my kitchen and undid my pants before I got into her view. I was already hard from the picture Belinda had sent so all I had to do was slide my hand under my shorts and begin to slowly stroke. While holding the phone in front of me I slowly walked by the window. When I was out of sight I pulled my hand out and sat on my couch.
Beep. “Hey where did you go?”
I replied with, “Took you long enough. I had given up on you.”
“Went to the bar after work because of you. Where did you go?”
“You didn’t like?”
“No. All I saw was your hand in your pants. Where did YOU GO?”
“You have to give to get.”
“I gave last night. Wasn’t that fucking enough?”
“I want another. Full frontal. Make is sexy and I’ll answer your question.”
A few minutes passed and an image came in. This time she was topless and holding a pink vibrator that she was teasing her nipple with. God she looked too hot.
I texted “Living room.”
My living room has two windows. The north window is completely obscured by my insanely large HDTV. Bachelor remember? The west side window leads to my front porch which is currently overgrown with ivy. I’m not really into yard work. My TV is hooked into my network so it was nothing to send Belinda’s last picture to the TV. It fell apart a little when it was enlarged so much but still looked good. I turned off the lights, the only illumination was from the screen of my TV, took off my clothes and stretched out on my couch. My head was towards the window where Belinda would be watching. She would essentially be looking over my shoulder. I kept myself hard by lightly stroking myself until my phone beeped. It was Belinda texting me.
“That’s my picture. 🙂 You look yummy.”
“Was wondering where you were. I was just thinking of last night when you licked my cum off my hand,” I replied one handed while I intensified my stroking.
“I thought about it all day. I want more.”
“mmmm I wouldn’t mind holding your head while I slide in and out of your mouth.” I let my hand drift down to my balls.
“OMG I would love that. I want that!”
“I want to put you back in your chair. I want my fingers inside you. My tongue on your clit.” I moved my hips and back a bit to emphasize my motions.
“Im sooooo wet. I love watching you play.”
“After I make you cum I could slide this hard cock into you.” My hand wrapped around my cock and I took long strokes.
“Its been so long. I need you.”
“Slowly slide in and then almost all the way out before sliding in again. Long full hard deep strokes.” I heard the handle to my door jiggle.
“You should let me in.”
I kept going. “Pull you off the chair and into my lap impaling you on my cock.”
“Open the door.”
“Riding me up and down. Slamming my hard cock into your wet pussy.” She knocked on the Window. I quickened the pace.
She texted “OMG im dripping. Open the door so I can fuck you NOW.”
“You want this?”
“Fucking hell open the door pleeaseeeee!!!!!”
“You slide off. I stand and you take my cock in your mouth. I erupt filling your mouth full of cum.”
“OMG yes I WANT that! Let me in”?
I could feel the pressure building. I quickened the pace and came hard, shooting ropes of cum up my chest. I lay there panting for a moment before scooping up a glob of cum. I stood and walked to the window. Belinda was there looking disheveled; hair out of sorts, wild eyes and pants unbuttoned. She put her hand on the window. Two of her fingers were very wet. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and licked my cum off my fingers. I could see the want in her eyes. Slowly I reached down and picked up the remote, blew her a kiss and shut off the TV sending us both into darkness. From the other side of the glass I distinctly heard “Damn it Michael” as I walked away to clean up. I did not look back. I simply went to the bathroom to clean up and then climbed into bed. I did not look at any window and I did not check any of the text messages I heard coming into my phone that I left on the couch. I just laughed and went to sleep.
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The next morning I got up as usual and grabbed my phone. While my coffee maker poured me a cup I thumbed through all four of them.
“You really should let me in so I can clean you up.”
“You left your phone on the couch???”
“That was cruel.”
“Fun but cruel. Fine.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Those were the only texts I had form her until late that night when she asked me to join her at one of the local bars for a drink. Bar may be a bit of a stretch. Hole in the wall is probably a better description. No one is their right mind would call the Silver Saddle a bar. Its only advantage was its reputation for making strong drinks. It took me all of about 15 minutes to get there. Belinda was sitting at the end of the bar surprisingly alone. The only other people there were the bartender, a couple of cowboys with their girlfriends playing pool at one of two poorly lit tables and a guy trying to balance his beer on a Galaga machine so he could fish out a quarter from his pocket. The Eagles was playing on a CD Boombox behind the bar.
I ordered a Stoli tonic (I’m pretty sure I saw the bartender dust off the cap) and headed for Belinda. She was wearing a tight short red dress. Not something you would wear to a bar on a casual basis. Her purse was on the bar and red high heels on the floor. The drink in front of her was almost empty so I motioned to the bartender to get her another. I fished a $20 out of my wallet and dropped it on the bar next to her. She looked up with a big smile and leaned over for a hug which I gratefully returned.
“You were great last night” she purred in my ear followed by a hard slap across my face. “You dick! You should have let me in! I can’t believe you did that to me!”
“You dissevered it after what you did to me.”
The bartender set our drinks down. I thanked him and downed almost the entire drink. He took the $20 and walked away.
I continued, “besides, I did nothing more to you than you did to me.”
“I know but I didn’t think you would do it back to me!!! I was sure you would let me in.”
“You enjoyed yourself didn’t you?” I asked. She just smiled at me. “So been a voyeur long?”
“Im not that drunk to answer that yet,” she replied.
The bartender returned with another drink for me and a $5. “Ah were going to need a couple of shots of tequila it looks like. I fished out another $20 and dropped it on the bar.
“Each?” he asked.
I laughed. “Sure, what the hell.”
The bartender grabbed a couple of lowball glasses and poured two fingers of Jose in both. I looked at him and said “I like this place.”
He took the $20 and said “So do I,” before walking off to the cash register.
Belinda looked at the glass, “Are you trying to kill me?”
“The bartender may be trying to kill both of us.” I picked up the glass and slammed it down. I had to steal a lime wedge from his bar buddy. Those two huge swallows were burning. Belinda had no problem and waved off the lime. The bartender grabbed the bottle of Jose and started over. “Give us five minutes to make sure we survive the first one okay?” He just nodded, set the bottle down and started wiping down the bar.
I turned back to Belinda. “So, how long have you been a voyeur?”
She blushed a little. Maybe it was the tequila….. “Fine, not until you moved in okay. John was always drunk and it had been a long long LONG time since we had sex. I saw you out doing yard work one day and I happened to be particularly frustrated so I watched you for a while.”
“You watched me?”
“Okay I didn’t just watch you.”
Apparently the five minutes had passed and I was too distracted by Belinda because the glasses had tequila in them again and my change was gone. Still no limes. I looked at the bartender and he just shrugged.
“What do we drink to?” She didn’t wait. The tequila was gone in an instant. She set the glass on the bar upside down.
“You turn the glass over so he knows not to refill it.”
Glad she told me that earlier. I tossed the tequila back and flipped the glass when I set it down.
She looked at me. “I want you to take me to your home and fuck me like one of your other girlfriends and we need to do it now before the tequila hits and we can’t drive.”
I stood, pulled out my wallet and looked at the bartender questioningly.
“You’re good” he said so I pulled out a $10 for him and dropped it on the bar, picked up her shoes and purse and put my arm around Belinda. Out the door we went and over to her car.
“Follow me to my house and wait for me,” said Belinda.
“Sure but…..”
“Just follow me.”
Five minutes later she parked her car behind her house and motioned me to wait. I watched her run inside and sat there for what seemed like forever as the tequila buzz intensified until she came back out. She had definite problems keeping it straight even though she is barefoot. She yanked the door open and jumped in slamming it behind her.
“God I’m drunk!” she laughed before grabbing me and placing a deep kiss on my. Our tongues met and danced together for a minute before she leaned back. “Come on lets go and take us around the block before you bring me to your house.”
I was barely 20’ away before she was ripping open my jeans and pulling my cock out. There was no tender kissing the head or licking the shaft or jerking it off. My hard cock went straight into her mouth and throat. Her lips were at my balls in seconds. She held herself there for several seconds. I could feel her shift positions by the way my cock moved in her throat. Her gag reflex was trying to kick in and she was resisting it. Another 20 seconds later she came up with a gasp for air. Her lips were shining and drool had accumulated at the corners of her mouth.
“I want you to take me in your house and fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before. I want you to fuck me on your dining room table and I don’t want you to hold anything back do you understand?”
I took my fingers and weaved them in her hair and pushed her back into my lap. She took the queue and took me in her mouth and throat again. This time I began to thrust. Her gag reflex kept trying to kick in but she made no effort to pull back or push herself off of me. I rounded the last corner and pulled up in stopped in front of my house and pulled her head up. She came up gasping and eyes watering.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Just like fucking that!”
I buttoned up my pants and pulled her from the car and led her inside my house shutting the door behind us. Belinda walked into the dining room and stood there looking out the window at her house. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. My hands drifting over her body until they came to rest on her hips. I used my fingers to scrunch up enough fabric of her dress to get a good hold and then pulled it up over her head and off her body. She was left standing in just a black lacey bra, no panties. Returning to my position behind her, I ran my fingers into her hair and put my lips to her neck. My free hand ran down her body and found the wet lips of her shaved pussy. She tried to reach around me but as soon as she found cock, I stepped back and took her hands.
“No. You don’t get to touch” I told her.
I led Belinda the few steps to the table edge and moved a chair out of the way before setting her on top and pushing her legs wide open, whispering to her to keep herself busy while I take off my clothes. She smiled while I stepped back. She used her fingers to spread her lips open before sliding two fingers inside of her. She leaned back resting on one elbow never breaking eye contact as I slowly took off my clothes. There was no reason to rush to this sex starved exhibitionist. A small puddle was forming underneath her as her fingers worked in and out of her. Naked, I walked over slowly to her and dropped to one knee putting me perfectly level with what I so badly wanted to taste. I ran my tongue up the side of her lips and took full control of her clit before removing her fingers and replacing them with my own. She began arching her back with each breath, exhaling as a moan. It took only minutes to send her into her first orgasm which I was very pleased to discover became extremely loud when I locked my lips over her clit and applied a little suction and increased tongue pressure while she shook and screamed.
Keeping my fingers in her and parting them slightly I stood and slid my hard cock into her slowly. She shut her eyes and arched her back at the slow intrusion. I removed my fingers leaving all cock and quickly slid the rest of my shaft inside of her, balls deep, causing her eyes to shoot open and taking the air from her lungs. She sat fully up and kissed me deeply tasting herself on my lips, a taste she is surely familiar with I’m sure. I reached around and unclasped her bra, peeling her arms away from me so I can get the straps off of her. I tossed it over by the dress.
She hissed, “fuck me its been too long since I’ve had a cock in me….. fuck me….. hard”
I began to thrust harder and quicker taking my cock as deep as I could with each long stroke into her. If she wanted fucked hard and dominated who was I to say no? Our skin was slapping together rhythmically as she kneaded her own breasts, pinching and pulling up on her nipples. I didn’t have to wait long for her second orgasm. The quickness of its onset surprised even her. While her walls clamped down on my cock she squeaked out a scream. It was almost enough to send me over the edge but I wanted more. As soon as her orgasm stopped I pulled her off the table, spun her around, bent her over and slammed my cock back into her.
“Give me your arms,” I said.
She obliged by bringing her arms up behind her like she was about to be handcuffed. Something I noted for future reference; bring handcuffs. I put both the thumbs together in my right hand and raised her arms up forcing her to keep her chest flat on the table while I continued fucking her. The motion caused the table to sway in time with the thrust. On one hand I didn’t want to break my table but on the other hand she felt too wonderful inside to stop and it had been way too long since she had been fucked good. Her panting, moaning combination was increasing with pitch and volume. I let go of her arms which she quickly used to grasp the table edges. Not missing a beat I raised her left leg up and placed it on the table and keeping my arm on the table to give her added help. This opened her up wide allowing the tip of my thrusting cock to bottom out inside her. She was so wet from her orgasms that each time I pulled my cock out in preparation of thrusting back in, some of her own juices leaked out and were dripping down our legs. This was better than I hoped for. I worked up some saliva and let it drip from my mouth onto her asshole. Using my thumb I rubbed it around, causing a sensation she really liked, and then slipped my thumb in with little effort. I continued fucking her while I worked my thumb around watching her for any show of resistance. When it became evident that there was none, I slipped my cock out, repositioned and began to slide it in her ass. I had more than enough lubrication provided by her pussy to easily plunge my cock into her ass. She gripped the table edges fiercely as her moans turned into a high pitch squeal. Once I was all the way in I had no problem picking up the stroke and penetrating her ass fully. I rode her ass for all its worth; hard and fast. She loved every second of it. That familiar pressure was beginning to build. I wasn’t going to last much longer so in one stroke I slid out of her ass and all the way into her pussy slamming home the last two inched as I erupted deep and aggressively within her sending her into a final loud orgasm which, for her, ended up in blackness as she passed out. Her body limp I felt the final few spurts of my cum milked from my cock.
Panting I stood there regaining my composure before letting my semi-hard cock slip out from within their walls. She was completely unconscious. I lifted her and carried her into my bedroom and lay her softly onto my bed. I stood, shakily from the sex. The effects of the tequila were fucked out of me. Gazing down I admired her beauty. Perfect tanned skin, nice curves and toned muscles. I wanted much more of this beauty but am not the kind of guy to fuck someone who is passed out. It will have to wait. I opened up my nightstand and took out two items. The light blanket I used to cover her up so she stays warm. The handcuffs are to keep her close in case she wants to play in the morning. I locked one wrist to the headboard before climbing up and lying down next to her.

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