A note from Author,
If you haven’t already, please read chapter 1 first (found here: http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/538088/)
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Chapter 7
Paying the taxi cab driver a wad of 20’s, John stumbled up the short steps to their house. Katie and Sarah were ahead of him, giggling and fumbling with the door.
Head still swimming with alcohol, he pulled out his own set of keys.
“Clear the way, light-weights,” he said.
The two girls parted before him, giggling.
Opening the door, he motioned them in. “Ladies first.”
Flipping on the lights, Katie announced that the afterparty was just starting and went towards the kitchen. Sarah, laughing at the great idea, went into the living room, shedding her coat off along the way.
Just as he dropped the keys into the bowl next to the door, the music in the living room started playing.
Following after Sarah, he came in right as she slipped out of her fuck-me heels. She bent over and arranged the shoes next to the wall, giving John a glimpse of her tight bare ass and wet slit.
“What do you want John?” Katie’s voice came from the kitchen, drawing his attention away from Temptation.
“Surprise me,” he said, feeling that all moisture had abandoned his mouth.
“Me too,” Sarah said.
John looked back at her and found her still bent over, but was looking back at him with a knowing smile.
He swallowed the lump in his throat.
Sarah stood up and made a little twirl, laughing, before colliding with him. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she started grinding herself against him.
“Cum dance with me John!” she laughed.
John would never have thought he’d be cumming so much in a day, but the instant he smelled her strawberries, he remembered their last encounter and all the blood rushed to his cock.
Sarah purred when she felt his body responded to her in such a way and she casually reached down and adjusted his cock for him so it wasn’t so painful.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she whispered into his ear, before playfully biting it.
He reached around and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and helped her dry-fuck him through the thin fabric between them.
“Hmmm,” she breathed, just before her tongue caressed his earlobe.
His heartbeat quickened. He felt her hard nipples poking him through her thin dress, and his cock pulsated against her mound with need. Looking down, he saw her neck misted with a sheen of sweat. His tongue flicked out on it’s own accord and tasted her. She tasted like heaven. He tasted her again.
She pulled back away from him, and then their lips touched. Immediately her tongue met his, and the strawberry flavor intensified. He squeezed her ass and she moaned with need.
Sarah’s hand pulled his head away and guided him to the left--only then did he realize that it wasn’t Sarah’s hand. Katie’s lips found his. Vanilla joined the strawberries on his tongue and his head swam in euphoria. Breaking the kiss, he found his wife grinning.
“I told you not to start the party without me,” she said, handing Sarah her drink.
His wife downed the drink in her other hand and pulled him to her. Tequila flooded into his mouth and he swallowed it without complaint.
With a buzz in full swing, he tried to make sense of what was happening. But the devil on his shoulder won the short lived conversation. Katie turned around and pressed her ass against his rock hard member.
He watched her little black dress slowly hike up her thighs as she grinded his cock in time with the music. Caressing her bare thighs, he watched her exposed ass rub against his cock. Katie flicked her hair to one side and looked back at him with bedroom eyes.
Sarah circled around and gently lifted Katie’s chin up. Twice in one night John watched his wife make out with the hot best friend. Things were heating up as Sarah pushed Katie back against John, her hands roaming his wife’s body liberally.
He felt his wife’s hand unbuckle his pants between their bodies, and before he knew it, his pants hit the floor. Pushing his wife’s head to the side, he kissed her neck.
Katie’s right hand grasped his cock and slowly stroked it in time with her grinding.
And then her other hand joined in.
He kissed her ear and whispered into it that he was horny.
Breaking her passionate kiss with Sarah, she grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled his lips to hers. Vanilla and strawberries exploded in his mouth once more.
And then he realized that there were still two hands on his cock.
He moaned into her mouth.
One of the hands guided his cock down between his wife’s two thighs, and then a third hand joined in from the other side, but this one was slickened with juices. Sarah’s hand tucked his cock safely between his wife’s thighs and her soaking wet slit.
The thought that Sarah had been fingering his wife almost made him cum right there.
“Don’t cum just yet,” Katie said, as if reading his mind.
His wife turned to Sarah, and then she pushed her head downward.
“Time for your present,” she whispered.
And then he felt Sarah’s lips on the very tip of his cock.
“Jesus,” he gasped.
“Master,” Katie whispered feverishly. “Fuck us both.”
Reaching back, Katie grabbed his ass and pushed him forward encouragingly.
That was all he needed. Any lingering doubts left his mind and all that was left was a need for release. Grabbing his wife’s hips, he pumped himself between her slippery thighs and into Sarah’s mouth.
“Yes,” Katie moaned. “Just like that.”
Lifting the thin dress over her head, Katie leaned back into him and he saw Sarah on her knees between her two perky breasts. Squeezing her hips, he pistoned in and out of Sarah’s mouth--the very tip teased by her tongue with each passing thrust as his cock became increasingly slippery by his wife’s juices.
“Master, I want to taste your cum,” Katie breathed heavily just before kissing him again.
Just as Sarah had done at the restaurant, Katie sucked on his tongue in time with his thrusts.
He didn’t stand a chance after that. On the second thrust, he pushed his cock as far as he could into Sarah’s eagerly waiting lips and sent his load to the back of her throat. He felt her suck him in further, and he imagined her nose digging deeper into his wife’s cunt. Holding Katie’s hips still, he groaned as his second, third, and fourth load shot into Sarah’s mouth.
“Good boy,” Katie said, squeezing her thighs together as Sarah milked the last of his cum out of him.
Sarah stood up and pulled Katie away from him. A drop of his cum escaped the corner of her mouth just as she leaned in and kissed his completely naked wife with the mouthful of his cum.
The sight of them sharing his cum kept his cock erect.
When they finally pulled away from each other, Sarah immediately started walking towards their bedroom, her fingers entwined with Katie’s. As they passed him, Katie gave him an inviting smile before disappearing around the corner.
John was left standing there pantsless.
Chapter 8
Slowly, he took a step out of the pants pooled around his ankles. Using the heels of his feet, he slipped out of each of his shoes. His hard cock swayed slightly as he headed toward their bedroom door. He unbuttoned his shirt and it unceremoniously fell away from his body.
Reaching the doorway, he found Sarah’s on all fours on their bed. Her dress was hiked up to her waist, exposing a glistening cunt, and her head was between Sarah’s outstretched legs, moving in slow circles.
“Master,” Katie moaned wantonly.
Holding Sarah’s head still temporarily, she said huskily, “She’s wet for you.”
His eyes zeroed in on Sarah’s ass. At the sound of Katie, Sarah lifted her hips up and exposed more of her wet slit.
Taking three steps towards the bed, he reached up and caressed her right ass cheek. Immediately Sarah pushed up against his hand encouraging.
Making another step, the tip of his cock kissed the area between her anus and her velvety folds.
A wet hand reached down between her thighs and she grasped his cock.
Slowly, he stepped forward, grasping her other hip and allowed her to guide him in.
Katie’s breath quickened and she closed her eyes, lost to Sarah’s tongue no doubt.
For a brief moment, he took in the whole scene.
Katie’s wedding ring surrounded by Sarahs hair. Sarah’s tanned thighs spread outward to him, her ass raised in anticipation. The heavy breathing of his wife. The smell of aroused pussy. The hot flesh under his fingertips. And the soft velvety folds that gently surrounded the tip of his cock.
His wife moaned loudly, and her thighs attempted to squeeze the life out of Sarah’s head as an orgasm rocked her to the core.
John took another step forward and inched his way further into Sarah. Her wet folds parted further for him, and he felt her thighs tense under his hands. His cock found resistance well before he would have on his wife. The newness of it all sent a shiver through his body.
Pulling back with his hips, he gently pushed forward again. Sarah kept her hand on his cock but she let him do the pushing. He looked down and watched half of his cock slowly disappear into the goddess’s iron tight lips before he met even more resistance and had to pulled back again.
Sarah lifted her head up from his wife’s snatch and looked back at him. Her eyes locked on to his and he saw her pleading. Her chin glistening with his wife’s juices and he could smell her arousal intensify. Grabbing her hips, he pushed himself further into her, all the while watching her.
Her eyes slowly widen as she took more and more of him.
“It’s OK,” Katie whispered, pulling her friends attention back to her.
“He’s so big,” Sarah moaned in a mixture of pleasure and uncertainty. He put three quarters of his cock into her, feeling the resistance slowly give way, before he pulled back.
“Just relax, my love,” Katie said, before bending down and kissing her. “He’s a gentle lover.”
As John pushed forward again, his wife pushed her self lower and her hand joined in.
It was an exquisite feeling, her hand joining Sarah’s as his cock penetrated her.
Quickly his wife’s hand became slippery as she flicked Sarah’s clit and then worked the seams of her friend’s stretched pussy.
“Is she tight enough for you, master?” Katie asked with a wicked smile.
All he could do was grunt.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he thrusted his way into the tight woman until she had just about all of him. Sarah had long given up on holding his cock, but Katie kept her grip on his hard member, squeezing it with each outward thrust.
“Oh my god, master!” Sarah cried out.
The encouraging words sent his cock into her even deep until Katie’s hand stopped him.
Sarah looked back at him with a primal growl. “Fuck me.”
He increased the tempo and then he felt her fucking him back. Katie released her hold on him and instead started gently rolling his ball sack, adding another new sensation. Soon his cock was pistoning in and out of her and Sarah bucked against him like a caged animal. Seeing her services were no longer required, Katie backed away from the two lovers. The sounds of his balls slapping her wet cunt quickly filled their ears. And then all of a sudden she started to shudder.
If John had thought her pussy was a vice before, he was sorely mistaken. He felt her cunt suck in his cock and spasmed violently as an orgasum rocketed through her whole body.
“Yes! Yes! I’m cumming! Fuck I’m cumming!” Sarah cried out. “Fuck me. Fuck me with that giant cock of yours!”
John grunted as he impaled her.
“Cum inside of me!” Sarah cried out. “Fill me with your cum and mark me as your own, master!”
John couldn’t hold it any more and exploded into the little sex goddess.
Feeling his seed dumping into her, Sarah moaned in ecstasy.
“Yessss!” She cried.
He eased his cock out of her and pushed it back in, his cum making her tight cunt fully lubricated. The feeling was something completely new to him, and he loved every moment of it. He could feel every ridge and bump of his cock against her tight walls.
“I think she’s had enough,” Katie said, giving Sarah a light kiss as the woman slowed her bucking to a gentle rock.
Letting out a loud exhale, Sarah fell away from his cock and stretched on their king size bed like the cat that caught the canary.
Reaching down, Katie grabbed his cock and brought it to her lips. She sucked it in and cleaned Sarah’s juices and his cum off of it before pulling it back out with a pop.
“Master,” Katie whispered into his ear, her hand still stroking his cock. “I want her to stay with us. Would you have us both?”
He could smell her need for him.
John looked down at Sarah’s hairless cunt, his cum dripping out of her like a little river.
He flexed his semi-hard cock and pushed his wife down onto the bed.
“Only if you keep calling me master.”
She spread her legs to him and her eyes lit up.
“Yes, master,” they both said as one.
Grinning, he entered his wife.
If you haven’t already, please read chapter 1 first (found here: http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/538088/)
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Chapter 7
Paying the taxi cab driver a wad of 20’s, John stumbled up the short steps to their house. Katie and Sarah were ahead of him, giggling and fumbling with the door.
Head still swimming with alcohol, he pulled out his own set of keys.
“Clear the way, light-weights,” he said.
The two girls parted before him, giggling.
Opening the door, he motioned them in. “Ladies first.”
Flipping on the lights, Katie announced that the afterparty was just starting and went towards the kitchen. Sarah, laughing at the great idea, went into the living room, shedding her coat off along the way.
Just as he dropped the keys into the bowl next to the door, the music in the living room started playing.
Following after Sarah, he came in right as she slipped out of her fuck-me heels. She bent over and arranged the shoes next to the wall, giving John a glimpse of her tight bare ass and wet slit.
“What do you want John?” Katie’s voice came from the kitchen, drawing his attention away from Temptation.
“Surprise me,” he said, feeling that all moisture had abandoned his mouth.
“Me too,” Sarah said.
John looked back at her and found her still bent over, but was looking back at him with a knowing smile.
He swallowed the lump in his throat.
Sarah stood up and made a little twirl, laughing, before colliding with him. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she started grinding herself against him.
“Cum dance with me John!” she laughed.
John would never have thought he’d be cumming so much in a day, but the instant he smelled her strawberries, he remembered their last encounter and all the blood rushed to his cock.
Sarah purred when she felt his body responded to her in such a way and she casually reached down and adjusted his cock for him so it wasn’t so painful.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she whispered into his ear, before playfully biting it.
He reached around and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and helped her dry-fuck him through the thin fabric between them.
“Hmmm,” she breathed, just before her tongue caressed his earlobe.
His heartbeat quickened. He felt her hard nipples poking him through her thin dress, and his cock pulsated against her mound with need. Looking down, he saw her neck misted with a sheen of sweat. His tongue flicked out on it’s own accord and tasted her. She tasted like heaven. He tasted her again.
She pulled back away from him, and then their lips touched. Immediately her tongue met his, and the strawberry flavor intensified. He squeezed her ass and she moaned with need.
Sarah’s hand pulled his head away and guided him to the left--only then did he realize that it wasn’t Sarah’s hand. Katie’s lips found his. Vanilla joined the strawberries on his tongue and his head swam in euphoria. Breaking the kiss, he found his wife grinning.
“I told you not to start the party without me,” she said, handing Sarah her drink.
His wife downed the drink in her other hand and pulled him to her. Tequila flooded into his mouth and he swallowed it without complaint.
With a buzz in full swing, he tried to make sense of what was happening. But the devil on his shoulder won the short lived conversation. Katie turned around and pressed her ass against his rock hard member.
He watched her little black dress slowly hike up her thighs as she grinded his cock in time with the music. Caressing her bare thighs, he watched her exposed ass rub against his cock. Katie flicked her hair to one side and looked back at him with bedroom eyes.
Sarah circled around and gently lifted Katie’s chin up. Twice in one night John watched his wife make out with the hot best friend. Things were heating up as Sarah pushed Katie back against John, her hands roaming his wife’s body liberally.
He felt his wife’s hand unbuckle his pants between their bodies, and before he knew it, his pants hit the floor. Pushing his wife’s head to the side, he kissed her neck.
Katie’s right hand grasped his cock and slowly stroked it in time with her grinding.
And then her other hand joined in.
He kissed her ear and whispered into it that he was horny.
Breaking her passionate kiss with Sarah, she grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled his lips to hers. Vanilla and strawberries exploded in his mouth once more.
And then he realized that there were still two hands on his cock.
He moaned into her mouth.
One of the hands guided his cock down between his wife’s two thighs, and then a third hand joined in from the other side, but this one was slickened with juices. Sarah’s hand tucked his cock safely between his wife’s thighs and her soaking wet slit.
The thought that Sarah had been fingering his wife almost made him cum right there.
“Don’t cum just yet,” Katie said, as if reading his mind.
His wife turned to Sarah, and then she pushed her head downward.
“Time for your present,” she whispered.
And then he felt Sarah’s lips on the very tip of his cock.
“Jesus,” he gasped.
“Master,” Katie whispered feverishly. “Fuck us both.”
Reaching back, Katie grabbed his ass and pushed him forward encouragingly.
That was all he needed. Any lingering doubts left his mind and all that was left was a need for release. Grabbing his wife’s hips, he pumped himself between her slippery thighs and into Sarah’s mouth.
“Yes,” Katie moaned. “Just like that.”
Lifting the thin dress over her head, Katie leaned back into him and he saw Sarah on her knees between her two perky breasts. Squeezing her hips, he pistoned in and out of Sarah’s mouth--the very tip teased by her tongue with each passing thrust as his cock became increasingly slippery by his wife’s juices.
“Master, I want to taste your cum,” Katie breathed heavily just before kissing him again.
Just as Sarah had done at the restaurant, Katie sucked on his tongue in time with his thrusts.
He didn’t stand a chance after that. On the second thrust, he pushed his cock as far as he could into Sarah’s eagerly waiting lips and sent his load to the back of her throat. He felt her suck him in further, and he imagined her nose digging deeper into his wife’s cunt. Holding Katie’s hips still, he groaned as his second, third, and fourth load shot into Sarah’s mouth.
“Good boy,” Katie said, squeezing her thighs together as Sarah milked the last of his cum out of him.
Sarah stood up and pulled Katie away from him. A drop of his cum escaped the corner of her mouth just as she leaned in and kissed his completely naked wife with the mouthful of his cum.
The sight of them sharing his cum kept his cock erect.
When they finally pulled away from each other, Sarah immediately started walking towards their bedroom, her fingers entwined with Katie’s. As they passed him, Katie gave him an inviting smile before disappearing around the corner.
John was left standing there pantsless.
Chapter 8
Slowly, he took a step out of the pants pooled around his ankles. Using the heels of his feet, he slipped out of each of his shoes. His hard cock swayed slightly as he headed toward their bedroom door. He unbuttoned his shirt and it unceremoniously fell away from his body.
Reaching the doorway, he found Sarah’s on all fours on their bed. Her dress was hiked up to her waist, exposing a glistening cunt, and her head was between Sarah’s outstretched legs, moving in slow circles.
“Master,” Katie moaned wantonly.
Holding Sarah’s head still temporarily, she said huskily, “She’s wet for you.”
His eyes zeroed in on Sarah’s ass. At the sound of Katie, Sarah lifted her hips up and exposed more of her wet slit.
Taking three steps towards the bed, he reached up and caressed her right ass cheek. Immediately Sarah pushed up against his hand encouraging.
Making another step, the tip of his cock kissed the area between her anus and her velvety folds.
A wet hand reached down between her thighs and she grasped his cock.
Slowly, he stepped forward, grasping her other hip and allowed her to guide him in.
Katie’s breath quickened and she closed her eyes, lost to Sarah’s tongue no doubt.
For a brief moment, he took in the whole scene.
Katie’s wedding ring surrounded by Sarahs hair. Sarah’s tanned thighs spread outward to him, her ass raised in anticipation. The heavy breathing of his wife. The smell of aroused pussy. The hot flesh under his fingertips. And the soft velvety folds that gently surrounded the tip of his cock.
His wife moaned loudly, and her thighs attempted to squeeze the life out of Sarah’s head as an orgasm rocked her to the core.
John took another step forward and inched his way further into Sarah. Her wet folds parted further for him, and he felt her thighs tense under his hands. His cock found resistance well before he would have on his wife. The newness of it all sent a shiver through his body.
Pulling back with his hips, he gently pushed forward again. Sarah kept her hand on his cock but she let him do the pushing. He looked down and watched half of his cock slowly disappear into the goddess’s iron tight lips before he met even more resistance and had to pulled back again.
Sarah lifted her head up from his wife’s snatch and looked back at him. Her eyes locked on to his and he saw her pleading. Her chin glistening with his wife’s juices and he could smell her arousal intensify. Grabbing her hips, he pushed himself further into her, all the while watching her.
Her eyes slowly widen as she took more and more of him.
“It’s OK,” Katie whispered, pulling her friends attention back to her.
“He’s so big,” Sarah moaned in a mixture of pleasure and uncertainty. He put three quarters of his cock into her, feeling the resistance slowly give way, before he pulled back.
“Just relax, my love,” Katie said, before bending down and kissing her. “He’s a gentle lover.”
As John pushed forward again, his wife pushed her self lower and her hand joined in.
It was an exquisite feeling, her hand joining Sarah’s as his cock penetrated her.
Quickly his wife’s hand became slippery as she flicked Sarah’s clit and then worked the seams of her friend’s stretched pussy.
“Is she tight enough for you, master?” Katie asked with a wicked smile.
All he could do was grunt.
Slowly, ever so slowly, he thrusted his way into the tight woman until she had just about all of him. Sarah had long given up on holding his cock, but Katie kept her grip on his hard member, squeezing it with each outward thrust.
“Oh my god, master!” Sarah cried out.
The encouraging words sent his cock into her even deep until Katie’s hand stopped him.
Sarah looked back at him with a primal growl. “Fuck me.”
He increased the tempo and then he felt her fucking him back. Katie released her hold on him and instead started gently rolling his ball sack, adding another new sensation. Soon his cock was pistoning in and out of her and Sarah bucked against him like a caged animal. Seeing her services were no longer required, Katie backed away from the two lovers. The sounds of his balls slapping her wet cunt quickly filled their ears. And then all of a sudden she started to shudder.
If John had thought her pussy was a vice before, he was sorely mistaken. He felt her cunt suck in his cock and spasmed violently as an orgasum rocketed through her whole body.
“Yes! Yes! I’m cumming! Fuck I’m cumming!” Sarah cried out. “Fuck me. Fuck me with that giant cock of yours!”
John grunted as he impaled her.
“Cum inside of me!” Sarah cried out. “Fill me with your cum and mark me as your own, master!”
John couldn’t hold it any more and exploded into the little sex goddess.
Feeling his seed dumping into her, Sarah moaned in ecstasy.
“Yessss!” She cried.
He eased his cock out of her and pushed it back in, his cum making her tight cunt fully lubricated. The feeling was something completely new to him, and he loved every moment of it. He could feel every ridge and bump of his cock against her tight walls.
“I think she’s had enough,” Katie said, giving Sarah a light kiss as the woman slowed her bucking to a gentle rock.
Letting out a loud exhale, Sarah fell away from his cock and stretched on their king size bed like the cat that caught the canary.
Reaching down, Katie grabbed his cock and brought it to her lips. She sucked it in and cleaned Sarah’s juices and his cum off of it before pulling it back out with a pop.
“Master,” Katie whispered into his ear, her hand still stroking his cock. “I want her to stay with us. Would you have us both?”
He could smell her need for him.
John looked down at Sarah’s hairless cunt, his cum dripping out of her like a little river.
He flexed his semi-hard cock and pushed his wife down onto the bed.
“Only if you keep calling me master.”
She spread her legs to him and her eyes lit up.
“Yes, master,” they both said as one.
Grinning, he entered his wife.