IV:Get Off To The Wild Party Tape

MY STEPSON’S HARD DRIVE IS FULL OF HIS XXX TAPES, EPISODE 4: GET OFF TO THE WILD PARTY TAPE

I hiked my bare legs up onto the couch, my eyes glued to the plasma screen as the two of them, Kaleb and the girl, continued to devour each other.

This time, she was riding him hard.

There had to be more where that came from, so I kept digging. I found so many more videos, far too many to watch in a single day. Some featured Kaleb alone, others with a friend or two. Some girls were brand-new and appeared only once, while others were familiar faces.

Sometimes he just held the camera for other people, watching them while I could hear his heavy, ragged breathing behind the lens as he stroked himself.

One video showed two girls tangled together, running a wild train on each other.

I didn't pause the videos when I dashed into my room to grab my absolute favorite toy, a powerful vibrating and pulsing dildo.

The thing was an electric red, a fitting color for how fast and hard it was ready to pound inside me.

It also featured a special suction extension, a little flower that hummed and sucked fiercely against sensitive skin like clits and nipples.

I pressed the vibrating suction rose directly to my hardened nipples, then dragged my sticky fingers across the soaked crotch of my panties.

The zoom on Kaleb’s camera was incredible, capturing every wet gap and sliding tongue as one girl ate out the other.

Kaleb’s deep, guttural grunts filled the room through the speakers, making it feel like he was right there watching me just as intensely as he watched the girls.

I thought back to earlier that morning when he had been standing right outside the house.

He had not said a single thing about what I was doing, so he probably had not seen anything. Yet, I found that hard to believe.

Electric shocks of pleasure raced through my body. My pussy clamped down hard against my fingers, and I bit my lip hard to swallow a loud moan.

I sighed in hot anticipation as I rubbed my swollen, aching clit. Every single flick was agonizingly sweet, a forbidden taboo I knew I should never cross.

The warning line was glaring and bright, but I refused to stay on the safe side, especially not after seeing what waited for me in the dark.

I rubbed my wet, aching hole as I clicked on another video. This one showed Kaleb at a massive house party, but it was no ordinary gathering—it was a wild sex party.

He seemed to be wearing a small body camera strapped to his chest, moving freely between rooms and steamy scenes.

He smacked the bare ass of a girl locked in a tangle with a broad, heavy-chested black guy, and she giggled.

“You brought that damn thing with you,” she said to Kaleb about the camera, though she did not sound annoyed at all. In fact, she looked thrilled.

“My party, my rules,” Kaleb replied smoothly. The girl was on all fours while a guy pounded her from behind. Kaleb shared a quick high-five with the guy, then leaned down to grab the girl’s chin, kissing her roughly.

The camera dipped down, capturing the messy, wet in-and-out motion of a thick cock pumping relentlessly into a young blonde.

I rubbed myself frantically, sighing and bucking my hips as my warm juices flowed onto my fingers and pooled down my crack.

When I breathed in, the heavy scent of sex and masturbation hung thick in the air. I did not care about the mess; I wanted to drown in my own wetness. I wanted Kaleb’s scent, too. I wanted everyone behind that glowing screen.

Kaleb moved on to another room where a girl was riding a guy hard on a large king-sized bed. As he stepped closer, I saw that he was fucking her tight rear hole.

“Sweet,” Kaleb announced, his voice annoying me just as much as it deeply excited me. I was not sure if I was moaning or hissing, but I finally pressed the pulsing tip of my toy directly against my aching, dripping wet entrance. I was milking myself, a chaotic mess waiting for more and more, chasing a massive high to see just how far I could fall.

I spat onto my nipples, which had long since popped out of the front of my nightdress. The peach satin material was crushed tightly against my ripe, needy body. I squeezed my eyes shut, letting a violent shudder rip through me as the first powerful pulses of the toy hit. It felt so damn good that I kept my eyes closed a little longer, getting off entirely on the wet, dirty sounds of sex and casual chatter.

The most thrilling part of all was knowing that this exact kind of debauchery was happening close to me.

I had heard rumors of parties like this, but I never imagined they happened this close. Never.

When I opened my eyes again, Kaleb was slapping his heavy cock against the pussy of a girl getting fucked from behind. They were preparing to double penetrate her.

He pushed just the tip in, pulled it out, and pushed it back in. It glistened against her fat pussy lips, and when he finally shoved all of it deep inside her, I started shaking violently. My thighs locked tightly together as my eyes rolled back into my head.

I felt like I was coming just as hard and fast as Hogan, melting into a puddle on the couch. I had to sit there for a moment, my body too sore to keep touching myself yet too utterly tortured to stop while the tape continued to play.

I needed to catch my breath so I could do it all over again, over and over, right up until the exact moment Kaleb was scheduled to return home.