Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!********************"That's it, pound that slutty pussy!" Another person yelled. I'm not a slut! Helen thought as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She was slowly building towards orgasm and her moans were much louder now, even muffled by the engorged dick in her mouth.Behind her, Chris growled softly. "I'm about to cum."Hot cum flooded her pussy.Three more vicious thrusts jetted more hot spunk into her tight minge, and she felt it oozing down her legs, but she was disappointed.She hadn't gotten to her climax yet, and she felt her arousal fade as Chris withdrew his dick.A voice laughed. "Sloppy seconds for you, Andy. What a filthy slut!"She felt insulted, then realised she was willingly allowing two men to fuck her. More than willingly, she yearned for them to pound her hard.Perhaps, I am a slut. She wondered. Andy pulled his rigid dick from her mouth. Then, Helen shot a glance at her audience once more as Chris and An
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!There was another painful thrust, and she whimpered. The dick paused, still stretching her ass painfully. The pain subsided a little until the dick pressed deeper into her bottom.Helen almost shouted for him to stop, but the burning eased again. Another painful thrust, another whimper. It seemed to last forever, with repeated waves of pain that subsided, so she felt pleasantly replete.Finally, she felt a hairy groin press against her bum cheeks."That's it; that's all I've got," Chris said.Helen moaned. The remaining pain slowly ebbed away.Her entrance was stretched wide, and she felt incredibly full, but it felt okay; better than okay, it felt fantastic. She wiggled her arse, exploring the delicious feeling of fullness the movement evoked.Strong hands stroked her bum. "God, your arse is so fucking tight." Chris paused. "You've never done this before, have you?"Helen shook her head. "No."Chris snorted. "Sorry, the way you came on
Fiona looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She lightly ran her fingers through her long wavy dark hair, parted down the middle, brushing it onto her tanned bare shoulders.She looked at her make-up, pursing her lips to make sure there wasn't too much red lipstick, and then checking the light black eyeliner and blue eye shadow that complimented her deep blue eyes.She leaned back and ran her hands over the tight black dress that hugged her fit but curvaceous figure. Thin straps went over her bare shoulders, invisible with her hair draped over her shoulders. The neckline was cut down possibly too low, revealing her ample cleavage but she smiled and pushed her breasts together, amplifying the effect.The dress hugged her hips and butt tightly then stopped short at mid-thigh revealing her long toned legs, clad in stockings. The dress was tight enough to see the garter belt beneath the dress, clipped to her stockings.The black heels were toeless with straps around her ankles and
CONTINUATION: ENTERTAINING HER HUSBAND'S BOSS "Dinner's almost ready," she said louder. "Make the drinks and keep our guest company while I finish up."With a groan Phil walked to a cabinet to retrieve two glasses, added ice, and poured in some bourbon. He took the drinks back to the living room with a final look at his wife."Here's your drink," she heard him say, "Oh, and let me take your coat. And have a seat wherever you want.""Well, let me say hello to Fiona first," Tim said.Fiona was dropping the spaghetti into the boiling water when she heard Tim walk across the living room and into the dining area that was separated from the kitchen by the short part of the L-shaped counters. He leaned forward and just looked at her for a few seconds.Fiona didn't say anything as she added salt to the pasta and put on the pot lid, then turned to him."Hi, Fiona," he finally said, a big smile on his lips."Hi, Dean McLaughlin," she said."Oh, just call me Tim," he said."All right, Tim, how
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss "Just thought I'd come in and talk to you," he replied. He glanced back into the living room. "I think Phil has run out of conversation.".She followed his gaze and saw her husband slouched in his favorite chair, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly open, snoring.She smiled softly. He looked so peaceful, though it was a scene she'd seen countless times before. "Sorry about that," she said, turning back to Tim. "He works long hours. Well, you know that already." "Yeah, I do," he said with a knowing smirk. Tim swirled the ice in his glass before taking a long drink and setting the glass down on the counter. He leaned in just a little closer, his voice dropping to something lower, almost conspiratorial. "If I were him, I wouldn't work such long hours, leaving a beautiful wife like you alone." She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I’m not alone that much. I work too, you know." He gave a slight shrug, his
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go, wanting him deep inside of her."Oh god," he groaned, holding still, his hands holding her waist tightly, her dress draped over his wrists, so he could see her bare firm ass and his solid erection disappearing inside of her.He trembled at just the sight of the penetration and the feel of her tight pussy was making him want to come already. He sighed and tilted his head back, letting himself calm down.Fiona didn't move, feeling him on the edge, and just waited for him to regain control and move again. She looked back over her shoulder at him, tossing her hair to the side.His face was intense with concentration, looking down at their joining. He looked up at her, met her gaze, and his fa
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's bossFiona almost reached out to pull him back against her as he stepped back, but was too tired to move. His cock slid from her and semen spilled out of her, running down her pussy and butt, and then dripping onto the floor."Oh damn," he said, looking at trail of semen leaking out of her."Just get me some paper towels, please," she said, pointing to the roll of paper towels by the sink.Tim walked across the kitchen, tore off some paper towels, and came back to her, his cock hanging out of the fly of his pants, no longer hard, but not completely soft. He handed her the paper towels and she held them between her legs with one hand while she offered her other hand to him."Help me off here?" she asked.He took her hand in one hand and her waist in the other and brought her down off the counter to her feet. Her dress slid back down over her arm between her legs and she felt foolish standing in the kitchen like that, but decided to not care.Tim
The train ride to work (3)"Sometimes, it's like you don't even want this.""You know I want this, Marnie. You know I do." Daniel's voice was low, insistent, as he pulled her tighter against him, driving himself in to the hilt. There was no light now, just the heady scent of sex wrapping around them like a blanket. No judgment in the dark. Just breath, motion, and the heat between them."I got stuck on the train," he murmured, hips flexing. "I'll be as quick as I can."She was already teasing, fingers gently cupping his balls, her touch slow and deliberate. The silence let their bodies speak, and with a final swipe of his thumb across the screen, he ended the call. His hand moved with purpose, slipping beneath her dress. Her breath hitched audibly.She leaned back against him, pulling his other hand toward her chest. The sheer mesh of her dress left nothing to the imagination. No bra. Her nipples were right there, begging for touch. He obliged.One hand between her thighs, the other c
The train ride to work (2)---She let out a soft, mischievous laugh as she took the bottle back, shifting slightly on his lap, the movement a deliberate tease that made his breath hitch. Her thighs brushed against his, slow and confident, and then—she dropped the lid between them, letting it fall right into the narrow gap she’d just created.“Oops,” she said, voice low and syrupy. Her hand trailed from the center of his chest, slow and deliberate, down past his ribs and belly, until it hovered right over his lap. She lingered there, fingers pretending to search for the missing lid, but the way she moved told a different story. His hips twitched involuntarily as her palm finally closed around the hard length straining beneath his trousers.He groaned, the sound strangled and soft, only audible because she was so close. The vibrator was still going—strategically placed, relentless. Each pulse pushed him closer to the edge. One more minute of this and he was done for. He couldn’t let th
Daniel sat on the busy train pretending to read the overly large newspaper he had bought to cover his straining erection. He couldn't concentrate on anything.When his girlfriend had come home with the prostate vibrator, he had no intention of ever using it. But after the delirium of naked bodies that had visited in his dreams, he'd woken up horny and very interested in the toy. It had taken several attempts and a metric shit tonne of lube to get it up there, and even then, he didn't dare turn it on.He had planned to wait until he got to the office, bagsie the solo office, lock his door and see what happened when he turned it on. Imagine his surprise when he made it to the tube, crammed himself down between two large men and, buzz. Silent, but there. Slow, low, and oh so very tantalising.There was no choice to stand up, he'd been so hard with every single movement of the vibrator as he walked, it didn't even need to be on to turn him on. Now, on the busy train with the dull vibratio
First Taste of Cum (2)"God, yes, oh God, please.""I will, baby, I will now. I will fuck myself with your cock, and then you will squirt hot, thick cum into me—the same cum that you will be eating very soon. Say it!""It... it will be the same hot, thick cum that I will suck out of your cunt. I will. Please make me—make me want it—please feed it to me. Feed me my thick, hot cum."She groaned as she fed my cock into her all the way, then out again. She leaned forward and began to fuck me hard. Her vagina was like a wet, slippery, hot piston, fucking me deeply. I couldn't hold back—I couldn't hold out if I wanted to. I felt my orgasm coming up from deep down. "Ughhh, I'm going to cum, I'm going to shoot my cum!""Oh, baby, shoot your hot juice cum in me. Squirt the cum that you're going to eat. Say it—say it again.""Yes, oh yes, I'm going to eat it... uhhhh, eat it all..." I began to spasm and squirt and shoot hot cum deep into her vagina—many jolts of cum. My body jerked with a whole
She straddled my legs and leaned forward. Her breasts hung over my stomach. She swayed from side to side and her breasts gently smacked my hardened cock. She stroked my hardness with her nipples. I groaned and moaned my pleasure.Drops of pre-cum fluid formed. She smeared my pre-cum with her nipples, back and forth. "Mmmm I love your slick pre-cum on my nipples, do you? Do you love how it feels? Do you love your slick pre-cum on my hard nipples?""Yes, oh yes I do""Do you want to lick the pre-cum off my nipples, do you want to do that?"" Yes I want that." I said quivering.She rubbed her nipples all over my dripping wetness, then she crawled up and hung her tits over my face."Do you want to lick it now? Say it.""Yes I want to taste it, I want to taste my pre-cum from your hard nipples." I said as her wet glistening nipple hung over my face."Say please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Very well, you may," she said as she lowered her hot wet nipple to
Fucking My Wife’s Best Friend (4)“Mmmmmm,” she purred.We stood there, frozen, letting my cock slip out naturally, slick and warm from our forbidden encounter.Josie bent down, grabbing her robe and casually wrapping it around her. The thick scent of sex hit me like a wall—raw, undeniable. I glanced down to see my cock glistening with our mixed fluids. Just as I looked toward the shower, Josie placed a hand on the door handle.“Ah, ah, ah,” she teased with a wicked smile. “No showering, Kev. I want you to smell me all night… dream of fucking me again.”This girl had serious issues.Panic bloomed in my chest. The scent was strong—too strong. What if Kelsie picked up on it? But I didn’t have a choice. Josie twisted the knob.“What about you?” I whispered, remembering the load I’d just pumped into her.She smirked. “Tony was begging to eat me out earlier. Maybe I’ll wake him and give him what he wants.” She winked.And just like that, she stepped out, not even checking the hallway. I wa
Fucking my wife's bestfriend (3)Josie's expression didn't change—that sly grin was still planted on her face. She continued to look at me with that sexy smile, and this time, she whispered."Put it in, or I'll tell him to come in." She warned. She wouldn't, I thought to myself.There was another knock, and I shot a glance at Josie, shaking my head slowly, hoping to call her bluff.Yet, she simply raised an eyebrow at me and waited.God, damn it!I didn't see a way out of it. If either Tony or my wife caught us in here, there was no way I would be able to talk my way out of it. Even if I were able to convince them she initiated it, it was unlikely they would believe I even resisted Josie's charms. I reached down and grabbed my shaft. Then, I carefully placed the head of my cock against her wet lips. I looked up and locked eyes with her again, as if giving her one last chance to call this off. Suddenly, she gave me a quick wink, then with her legs still wrapped around my waist rough
Fucking My wife's bestfriend (2)*******"Who is it?" I asked, startled."It's me. Let me in," Came the faint whisper outside the door.Great, I thought, Kelsie is going to be sick. So much for finding a quiet place to jerk off.I pulled my boxers back on and crossed to open the door, my hard cock jutting out the front of my underwear. I turned the knob softly and pulled it open, stepping back to let her in. Instead of my wife, Josie stepped through the door and quickly closed it behind her. I instinctively took several steps backward, before banging into the wall behind me. She locked the door and turned to face me, smiling slyly."Whoa, whoa, what are you doing, Josie?" I asked with panic in my voice.She was wearing a white silk bathrobe that stopped just above her knees. The top folds were opened wide enough to leave little to the imagination."What am I doing?" she asked playfully, and just a little too loud. "More like what are YOU doing?"I saw her eyes glance down at my boxers
"Come on, don’t be such a downer," Josie teased, swirling the last of her drink in her glass, smiling at her husband. It began like many other Saturday nights before it. My wife and I got together with Josie and Tony every couple of weeks—sometimes at our place, sometimes at theirs. This particular evening, we were at their place and had planned to spend the night to avoid driving home after a night of drinking.This happened quite often. Josie and my wife, Kelsie, had been best friends for around four or five years, and she and her husband were one of the few couples we socialized with.After spending so many years focused on family and careers, our circle of friends had become very small, and it was nice to have another couple with whom we enjoyed spending time. Whether it was a backyard BBQ at our place, a pool party at theirs, or just talking and playing cards on a Saturday night, it was nice having a bit of a social life again.Kelsie and I have been married for 16 years. At 38