Doubled Up Wife

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At the time my woman and I had been swingers for about 7 years. We had done 3somes, 4somes and more somes. However when we did have our 3somes it was always another woman who joined us. After a few of them I asked her if she would like to try a MMF 3some. Her eyes lit up like the fourth of July! We then proceeded to go to a swinger's site and fill out an ad. I asked her what type of guy she wanted and she said she would love to have sex with a black guy. We waited for a couple of weeks then we got a response from a guy who lived in Atlanta. We shared pictures and exchanged phone numbers and talked back and forth. Since we lived in Canada we figured that a fling with John was not in the cards. Then John called one day and told us he had a conference near us and would we be up for a meeting. "Hell Ya," was our answer. The time came and John called us and said he was on his way from the airport. My wife (God she looked amazing) got her self ready in a nice little skirt and low cut top. She also cooked one heck of a spaghetti dinner. When John arrived my wife was not disappointed. He was about my height standing 5'7 and had a muscular build. We learned later that he was ex Special Forces. You could tell from his body he wasn't lying. He was very handsome and had a great personality that put us all at ease. My wife broke open a good bottle of wine then we ate, exchanging stories of past experiences. We learned from John that this was also his first MMF 3some and was looking forward to it. He felt the same way I did. Like Me John was straight but thought there would be nothing better than to see a woman get fucked six ways to Sunday. After dinner we cleaned up and had a few drinks to relax us a little more. My wife being the straightforward type finally said "Ok guys, time for my massage!" It was then I knew for sure we were going to be in for one fantastic night.

Up to the bedroom the three of us went anticipating a wonderful time. We put the stereo on with some nice sexy blues and lit the candles. My wife slowly did a nice striptease for us. She looked awesome, her long flowing auburn hair, her big blue eyes that just cry lust. She is about 5'8 and weighs 180. Yes my wife is a BBW. As she took her skirt off me and John raced to get our clothes off. John's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw my woman's extremely perky nipples. They were standing out just begging to be sucked. Then I watched him look down on her pussy.

"Oh my God!" he gasped. "You're completely shaved! Did I mention how much I love licking a shaved pussy?"

"No," my wife said. "But why don't you show me right now!" With that John laid her on the bed and started to suck on her nipples and slowly reached down with his hands to her mound. Myself, I finished getting undressed and stood back for a second and took in the sight. And oh what a sight it was. My cock was hard as diamond and slapped right against my belly. I was so excited I was even leaking precum out of my tip.

"What are you waiting for?" My wife said to me in a husky and sultry voice that just made my dick even twitch more. "Get over here and let me suck that big cock of yours!" Not one to disappoint I got on the bed with my knees by her head and watched as she engulfed my whole shaft down her throat. As she was sliding my cock in and out of her mouth I watched as John was fingering her wet hole and licking her clit. I could tell he was in the right spot when I heard her starting to moan.

"Ohhhhh yaaaaah, that's the spot!" She called out taking a quick break from her fantastic mouth job she was giving me. "Ohhh shit, shit I am gonna cum. Yes, Yes I am coming soooooooo hard!!!!" With that she splashed John's face with her woman juices.

"Man oh man, that must have shot out three feet!" He said. "That is the first time I have ever seen a woman cum like a guy!" At the point John needed a towel and some air so we switched places. He toweled off his face and my wife started taking care of him with her mouth. "Now it is my turn!" I thought to myself. I have to tell you, my wife has the sweetest tasting pussy in the world and I love to eat her. But another thought came into my head as I was down licking that juicy sweet honey pot. I started doing math in my head. My wife had 3 holes and we were taking care of two of them, but her other one was not being attended too. Also whenever my wife lets me fuck her in the ass I have noticed she enjoyed it much more, even got better orgasms when I would use my fingers or a dildo in her pussy at that same time. I was getting so excited thinking of the possibility of double fucking my wife. As she was sucking on John I came up and whispered in her ear. "Baby tonight you are gonna get double stuffed!"

"Oh God please do!" She moaned. "Make sure you get my ass ready first though." She didn't have to ask me twice. I went back down on her and started licking her pussy. Slowly sliding my tongue deep inside and I used my fingers to rub her clit. I then put a pillow under her butt and spread her legs even wider apart to get better access to her rear entry. Then I put three fingers deep inside her cunt and started rimming her asshole. This sent her right over the top and it was then my turn to be flooded out of action. After wiping my face off with a towel I went back to work and started putting first one finger deep inside her hot ass then a second. While I was doing this I kept my other fingers driving in her pussy. I could feel her sphincter relax and knew the time was coming. She plopped John's cock out of her mouth and told us she had to get fucked right then!

John lay down on his back and my wife straddled him and started bucking furiously. As she rode his hard cock I got up behind her and started to go for my target. She had cum so many times and was so wet I didn't even need lube when I went in for the prize. Slowly I started putting inch by inch of my rod into her hot tight ass. As I was pushing in I could feel John's cock sliding in and out. The feeling was incredible! Eventually I put my entire seven inches up her tight back hole and let her get used to being so full. Then I started with my rhythm and soon me and John were matching strokes so we would pull out the same time and push in at the same time. She went off her rocker. She was yelping and moaning so loud I thought neighbors might call the cops.

"Oh God, fuck me you two. Fill me up. This is way too hot. You two are splitting me open. My God, I love a cock in my ass and pussy at the same time." She was so hot. She was cumming in buckets, I could feel her juices all over my cock.

John was a lot like me and being the type of guys we are neither of us wanted to be the first to cum. It was like a battle of sex gladiators and I was not going to be the one to die in the coliseum! However I was getting real close feeling my woman's tight ass gripping my cock. I had to do something and I pulled out and went to take a quick drink. My wife was still bouncing on his hard shaft and moaning. I knew one position that my wife loves that no man can withstand without busting a nut in a matter of seconds. So I looked at my wife and said "Hey Hun, why don't you let John give you a go butterfly style?" She thought it was a great idea. She loves the butterfly because the penetration is so deep and it hits her G-spot every time. The problem for the guy doing it however is the deep penetration and the way you enter cause it to be so tight and hot you just can't last.

So my wife got on her side and John got on his knees and lifted her left leg up and slid his cock into her drenched pussy and buried his pole. He started fucking her and I could tell when he sped up that it wouldn't be long.

"This fucking butterfly style is amazing. I am gonna shoot real soon!"

"That's it baby!" My wife said to him. "Fuck my pussy just like that! I want you to fuck me hard make me cum again." Then she squealed and came one more time all over his cock. That was it for him, "I can't hold any longer, where you want me to shoot?" He said.

"On my tits, I love it on my tits!" My wife moaned.

With that he pulled his rod out and shot a massive load on my wife's tits. Even though I felt great not being the first to cum I still had a load to get rid of and watching them made me want to fire even more.

"Baby get on your hands and knees" I told my wife. Then I took aim with my hard staff and plunged it deep into her anal cavity.

"Oh ya, baby," she cried. "Fuck my ass hard. Fill my tight ass with your hot cum!" Now me and my woman don't do anal very often but she knows if she talks like that I am done and sure enough as soon as she told me to fill her tight ass with my hot cum, that is just what I did!

In the end John left the next day. He was a great person and the sex was amazing. We still talk about that night!

Wrong

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His hand pushed down against my spine, holding me flat to the mattress. As I turned my head to look round at him he thrust downwards, pressing me deeper into the springs. My heart thudded heavily. For a moment I was so intently aware of the air against my exposed skin, the shock of cool hitting wet that I shivered. It drew a groan from him. A low and desperate sound.

Unseen I heard the pop of a plastic lid. It dropped softly against the carpet. Then the wet slurp of ointment being scooped out. My body tingled all the way to my toes. Fear, sharp and sudden blossomed, this was going to hurt. All the talk of taboo and dirty seemed less arousing with the possibility of actual pain. My breath choked in my throat as I fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Words that would decline but not kill the headiness of arousal.

The slap to my buttocks stole my thoughts. Leaving only the heat and sting across softly jiggling skin. Again and again. My breath stopped. My cunt wept. My brain whipped wildly between wanting and not wanting.

Just when I'd adjusted to the rhythm of slap and wait he pressed his cock to my hole. My body was too lost in the rough and tumble of restrained force to voice an objection. My fingers dug into the quilt below me. I was wrestling with the idea of twisting, turning and rolling out from under him but he rested his weight on me, pinning me firmly.

His cock head pulsed against my arsehole. One, twice, I began to shake my head, no, but he thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, his cock so thickly greased, that my body opened for him in a way it never had before. Thick, thick, swollen meat filled my unused hole, so thoroughly that I squeaked in shock. My taut anal muscle rang hot with the force. I gasped, too shocked to interpret any sensation. His cock was thicker than it had ever been, feeling more like a fist. It sat deep inside me, pulsing with forbidden promise. My muscles were stinging. My body jerked under his in an attempt to reject his invasion. He groaned and hissed through his teeth. Shockingly his cock seemed to grow. It pulsed and thickened even further. His thighs shuddered as they pressed against mine.

Just when I thought he was in as deep as he could go he pressed down and opened me up another inch, then two. I gasped. He groaned. It was in my head to push him off, the shock so encompassing, then I breathed out and realised that though it hurt it was not the hurt of my fears.

My arse did hurt, it burned and pulsed with the abuse of the invasion, but the heat moistened my cunt beyond it regular slickness. I could feel my arousal sliding down my thighs. I made a soft helpless sound, trapped between my pain and my desire. Unable to decide.

I didn't have to. He chose for me. With a roar of masculine need he pulled back a fraction, grazing his cock against the sensitive wall of my arse, then he shoved down with his hips with a ferocity that overwhelmed me. His cock speared deep into my arse. It felt like his arm and not his cock was fucking me. My hole was so narrow, so tight, that his cock was magnified proportionately. It delved like a punch that kept coming until it felt like acres of cock ploughed all the way to my throat.

The sensation was so strong, so wrong, that I cried out. He stopped, held himself still so that the only movement was the thud of his pulse. That pulse was so strong, so deeply buried in me, that I moaned and stretched beneath him. Rolling my spine so that my buttocks pushed upwards towards him, a small encouragement that didn't go a miss.

He took advantage of my raised hips and slipped his hand between my legs. Two fingers slid into my wet sex. Orgasm hit like a sledgehammer. I rocked and groaned, helpless beneath him. With a growl he added two more fingers, stretching open my pulsing cunt and force-feeding my body with sensation. His heat surrounded me, invaded me, and coaxed me. Whichever way I turned I was assailed by yet more. Arching upwards would rasp my shoulders with his chest hair, straining away from his fingers forced his cock deeper into my aching arse, and peeling away from his cock impaled me on his fingers. I rocked in sensational oblivion. My body so alive to every touch that I could only shake and tremble, my mouth too disconnected from my brain to form words.

He waited until the climax subsided. Until I was shivering weakly, panting. I could feel the tension of his intention but lacked the awareness to prepare for it. A fingernail grazed the hard bud of my nipple and as my body jerked in reaction he pulled away from me. His cock seemed to stretch my arse on its way out almost as much as its entry. The feeling so unexpected that I had barely registered that when he thrust back in. Stiffening beneath him at the fierce lunge, my muscles tensing in protest, his fingers bunched inside my cunt spread wide open, stretching those muscles from within.

As I grew accustomed to the feeling of being stretched so taut the pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of him sliding his greased cock along the walls of my arse. It was not somewhere that had been tickled before and felt something like a blow to the funny bone, painful and strange all at once. With the understanding that this was not true pain, not unbearable, I relaxed more deeply and was assailed by the sensation of his cock rubbing the length of that tight, tight space. His breathing deepened and that triggered yet another sensation. The knowledge that my body was going to make him cum. I felt the tension in his thighs, the stiffening of his cock, the burrowing of his fingers and the shuddering of his breath on my shoulder.

"Dirty little bitch." He hissed.

I smiled at the words, couldn't stop myself. They were not pleasant ones but from his lips they were the highest of compliments. Worth more than all the goddesses and angels in the world. Better still I felt dirty, his fat swollen cock pumping grease into my arse. It didn't matter how liberated I was it felt wrong. And when something felt this wrong it had to be right.

I ground down against his hand, demanding, urging, his fingers probed deep inside me, ripping another orgasm from my body. It was too much for him; he gave a bellow, one of shock and triumph. With a painful grinding of his hips he pumped thick streams of hot cum into my arse whilst I shook and spasmed beneath him, my own pleasure heightened by his.

I sighed and stretched my arms above my head, my body pulsing with satisfaction. "Ok you were right. I do like anal. That means you get to watch the sports channel."

He snorted with laughter and slapped a palm across my bum. "I don't know why you argue with me, we haven't found anything that you don't like yet."

Is My Butt Too Big?

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"Bill," I hear my name from somewhere. The sound of my name has never sounded so musical, so wondrous, so sexy, yet so far away.

"Bill," my name repeats itself; it sounds like it is hanging in the air below a blue sky on a magical spring morning. I can almost hear bees trying to locate it.

"Bill." My eyes slowly open. I'm back on earth or am I? Standing at the end of the couch where I was taking a nap stands an angel. Five feet tall, black hair down to her ass. A face so angelic that a dying man looking upon it would soon forget all thoughts of Jesus.

"Bella," I breathe out her name. Her name seems to fade to musical notes as it leaves my lips. A smile slowly spreads across my lips, face and eyes. "Bella," I sing out her name and my lips tingle with the sound of it.

"Bill, is my butt too big," Bella ask as she turns around to show me her butt. She is looking over her shoulder at me waiting for my reply.

I look at her butt encased in cut-off jeans shorts. My hearts beats faster at the sight of it. Is it too big? How can you tell someone about something so perfect that size is not an issue and never will be.

Never taking my eyes off her ass, I sit up. "Bella, darling, I will need a closer look to give you that answer."

I spread my legs apart and she backs into them so I can see her ass close up. Perfection purrs across my mind. My hands reach out to each cheek encased in cotton and I touch that ass. Energy flows up my arms to warm my heart with that simple contact. I lick my lips, "Bella, baby, I can't really tell. I mean the shorts have to come off."

"K," she says as she unsnaps her shorts and pulls them down. She is wearing white French cut silk panties with lace in some sort of intricate patterns around the edges, and they stay in place as her shorts drop to the ground. White lace and beautiful brown skin, I almost want to cry at the beauty of it.

Slowly I reach out with my hands and run them over her ass. The difference between bare skin and fine silk on my finger tips are both magical. I bring my body forward and let my face rest against her ass. Slowly I move my face around that wonderful fine ass, just like a cat rubbing against the corner of a couch. But instead of marking I am being marked forever with the feel of perfection. My mouth is dry, but I am able to mutter, "Bella, sweetness, the panties need to come off 'cause I need to look at all of your butt."

"K," Bella whispers. Down the panties go, with a shuffle of feet panties and shorts are gone.

Looking at this fine ass, tears start to slowly roll down my face. Beautiful. Just to fucking beautiful. I lick my lips as my hands again move forward to grasp perfection. My face moves forward and it to is once again in contact with..., heaven? I can't describe what my face feels, but it is good. My tears fall from my face to Bella's ass. I trace their trails with my tongue and Bella trembles with the contact.

I plant sweet gentle kisses to Bella's ass, all of it. She trembles; it is almost like kissing a slowly moving vibrator. My kisses turn to gentle nips with my teeth. With each bite there is a sharp intake of breath from Bella but she does not attempt to pull away. I tattoo my love across her ass, till it is red, all of it. I feel the heat of her ass on my face, and breathe in the smell of her lust. My mouth starts to water with hunger.

Using my wet tongue I lick my beautiful Bella's ass, till the red has faded to pink. I change tactics and start moving my tongue up and down the crack of her ass. Deeper and deeper I go with my tongue, till I cannot go any farther. Using my hands I pull Bella's ass cheeks apart and watch as my saliva falls into this crevice of heat. I imagine that I hear my spit sizzle as it slides down the curve of her ass to her pussy.

"Bella, angel, I need you to move forward a little bit," my voice cracks with desire.

She shuffles forward slowly and I go to my knees but my eyes never leave her ass. "Bella, honey, I need you to use your hands to keep your ass pulled apart as I examine you fine, sweet ass."

Bella follows my instructions and bends at her waist allowing me to view all of her. I move my head forward and breathe in the heady aroma of her lust. Without my thinking about it my tongue extends itself and I lick from her clitoris, moving slowly upwards dipping into her soaking vagina, then upwards to her asshole. With my saliva and her vaginal secretions on my tongue that little red serpent quickly enters her ass. With a sharp intake of breath Bella thrusts herself backwards to get more of my tongue up her ass.

Using one hand I grasp Bella to steady myself, and the other hand I put a thumb up her pussy while the fingers dance across her clitoris. Using my hand and tongue I play Bella like a fine musical instrument. And Bella dances. She dances the dance of lust that women have danced for eons and for eons yet to come. Bella cums and then crumbles to the floor in a motion so beautiful a cat would be envious.

I lie down beside her and Bella melts into my arms. I think that I can almost hear her purr. I tell her, "Bella, my love, you butt is perfect. Not too big or too small. Pure fucking perfection."

Bella kisses me. She sticks her tongue down my throat so far that I think I feel it in my toes. Then she sucks my tongue down into her mouth and I fear my toes will be pulled up and out of my mouth into hers. Her fingers fly across my body down to my shorts as she fights to get them off. Breaking her kiss she yanks down my shorts and underwear, exposing Lucifer to her eyes. He stands tall and proud. His one eye glistening with wetness for her, extending her tongue she licks the wetness from that eye, and it is my turn to tremble. She engulfs Lucifer while lathering him with her saliva then in one movement she remove Lucifer from her mouth, straddles my body, using her hands she guides Lucifer to her ass and slowly lowers herself till she can go no further.

Pausing for only a moment to allow her ass to adjust to Lucifer, Bella starts to slowly move upwards and then downward. Having Lucifer encased in Bella's ass has to be nothing short of a taste of heaven on earth, the heat and tightness that is grasping Lucifer is slowly pulling all of my being to my prick. All I know is what Lucifer feels and it feels so wonderful.

Bella is moving faster and faster, up and down. Her eyes are locked into mine. She bites her lower lip as one hands strokes her clitoris while she uses her other arm to hug her huge breasts to her torso. There is a whine coming from her mouth that starts out low and builds higher and higher. And to my amazement I find that same sound is coming from my mouth. We are singing together, our song of lust! The tempo increases, we jump from higher to higher key, the crescendo builds and builds till I explode into Bella's bowls and she cums around Lucifer. Then Bella collapses atop of me. Somehow I can still use my arms and I hug her tightly to me. Tremors still rack the both of us and our hearts still race together, but we are still alive. The "little death," did not take us this time.

"Oh Bill," Bella sighs.

"Oh Bella," I sigh back.

My Thai Step-Mom

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I heard Dad's war stories for years. About the firefights in "Nam" and the "LBFM's." I took it as 'glory talk' about the good ol' days. But Mom died suddenly just before I got out of High School. And what do you know? He found himself a Thai wife not 6 months after the funeral. She was a pretty good looking woman. Min was her name. A little young for Dad, but that's not my business. She had two teenage girls in tow too.

I took off for college while they were still honeymooning. I learned a few thing about Asian racial myths "Americans are oversexed." And their prejudices "Divorced women are little more than whores. At least you pay for a whore." It's no big mystery why Min and her children chose this life. Four years go by quickly. I stayed away pretty much. And after I graduated, I come home and home was very different. So was Min. She and dad met me at the airport.

She had put on a pound or two. And she had a boob job. She liked showing it off with a low cut dress and her hair short to help show them off. She took me by the arm and led me off like the long-lost-son. Dad just grinned and followed. All the way home she talked about her beautiful daughter Gin. And what a cute couple we'd make. I just listened, trying to remember if there was a Thai word for 'yenta'. The incestuous implications didn't escape me either. But good manners kept my mouth shut. When we got home, we were met at the door by the most angelic face. She smiled slightly and made herself busy. She'd obviously been preparing a small dinner party. And party we did. We ate and talked until late in evening. I minded my manners and ate what was put in front of me.

Min contained her sales job about her beautiful daughter. The daughter listened expressionless and without any embellishment or comment. Dad on the other hand got soused. At one point, I had to help Min get him to bed. She then excused herself, and retired. As did her daughter. I went off to the room they'd prepared for me next to Min and Dad's. I was just getting to sleep when I heard the door creek ever so quietly. I could make out a thin frame in a flannel nightgown.

With long raven hair and a finger placed to her lips (the international sign for 'keep quite'). The nightgown quickly drooped to the floor. And without a word, she stuck her furry mound in my face, pulled my boxers off, and started suckling my cock. I remember the faint smell of strawberries. It must have been a douche. I grabbed her butt, and pressed her pubes tighter to my face. Her breathing grew heavier. We worked at it for quite a little while. She would cum with little explosions every one in while. It would ripple through her body as if she'd been shocked. Her breathing grew heavier and heavier until she suddenly stopped sucking. She took a deep breath and bit into my thigh.

I could hear her muffled scream. Her legs locked them- selves against my sides, and she pulled her muff slightly away from my face. After a few seconds, she relaxed. She then turned herself around and mounted me. I could see her pretty, dark eyes. And the gentle smile on her face. She placed two fingers on my lips, grinding our hips together. Her gaze suddenly turned serious. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She stared grinding harder. Her breathing grew harsher too. She lowered her face next to mine and I could feel her breath in my ear. No warning shots this time. The orgasm came suddenly. She had barely enough time to bury her mouth in my shoulder. Wave, after wave. I could feel it move through her body.

After a minute or so of rest she sat up straight, still mounted on my pole, and started moving. Only this time, she was out for me. She wasn't grinding our groins for her orgasms. She was milking me for what I had to offer. She put one had on my stomach, and went at it. And pretty soon, she felt my stomach tighten. She knew she was about to get what she was after. At just the right moment, she grew quiet. Leaned forward, and let me fill her up! When I stopped. She gave me a quick kiss, a smile, and a thank you. She then climbed off the bed. Grabbed her nightgown and slipped out of the door. I couldn't even muster enough strength to get up and piss. I just pulled the sheet up midway and fell asleep. I had this very realistic dream of my getting a blow-job. When I heard the slurping stop, and a muted whisper "You certainly didn't get this from your old man." That was Min's voice, and it wasn't a dream!

"Min! What in the hell are you doing her!!" I said in a loud whisper. "That old fart woke up long enough to blow his load. And just fell over and went back to sleep. What's a girl to do? I saw that daughter of mine scampering out of here butt naked, so I figured it's my turn!" explained Min.

"But what if her hears us?" I asked. "His hearing's gotten bad since you left. Without his hearing aid, he couldn't hear a rifle go off if it was right next to him. Now let's get back to bus- iness" She worked me like a pro.

Sucking me to the scantiest erection. And running her tongue around the peehole. Then the glands. Then finally up and down the poke like a candy cane. She sucked me long enough to get me up to full staff. Still stroking me she said, "now why don't you show me how well you can use that thing," and she turned her butt toward me. I barely noticed the warm KY jelly she smeared on with her hand. I kneeled behind her and started to slide my cock in her. She quickly pulled away, and said "Wrong hole, silly. Move up a little bit" I did what she asked, and slipped it in her poop shoot. Ever so slowly at first. I was still pretty slippery, and she'd greased her behind up before coming in. My stomach pressed against her ample but. "That's it, honey," she said knowing I was buried up to the hilt in her bowels.

"Take the movement slow and easy until I get used to you. I don't want the lovely cock of yours messing up my insides." Immediately, she started with the quakes and shivers. I see where her daughter got that from. I pick up the hip movement slowly. Damn, her butt was tight! Before I got too far along, she announced, "this looks like the big one honey, hold on." I grabbed her butt as tight as I could. She stuffed the blanket in her mouth than screamed with a high pitched wail. That was all it took. She pitched forward, and I startled losing it. It blew it all, right up her butt!! When she felt me relax, she twisted her butt to the left, and I popped out like a cork! She turned around, ran her hand behind my head, and gave me a big wet kiss. She laid me back in the bed. Pulled my face to her chest, stuck one of her tits in my mouth and stroked my hair. "You'd better get some sleep now. You have a big day tomorrow. And an even bigger night." I fell asleep that way. The next day, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I looked at the clock. It was 1pm! Without knocking, the door swung open.

"Good afternoon big brother. Mom said you had a full night, so it's no wonder you slept the day away." She said. She was wearing one of those traditional dresses, I don't know if the call it a ghi or a sarong. But it was a pretty floral print, and it tied in a knot. And a blouse that tied in a single knot at the bottom. She had more cleavage than I remembered. She quickly brushed the sheet aside and pulled a warm wash cloth out from the bowl. Setting the bowl on the floor, she washed my manhood, and kept chatting... " Supper's at five. You can smell it from here." I wonder if she realized how good that felt. Wiping off the dried cum. Paying special, loving attention to my hardon.

When she started cleaning my balls and belly, she'd use her free hand to stoke my cock. Seeing the dark hickey on my thigh, she brushed it gently with her finger. "Oh gee, did I do that? Sorry. Anyway as I was saying. Mom unpacked your clothes and you have the neatest underwear. Especially those little bikini's. If I owned any underwear, I'd swap with you. Mom and sis don't have any either, so I can't even come up with a good bluff..." By now I had a pretty big hardon. She put the washcloth in the bowl. Untied the knot in her skirt and climbed aboard. Impaling herself without skipping a word. That didn't last long though. She quickly fell quiet. Concentrating on the job at hand. The last thing she said was .." when Mom and Dad get back...."

"Wait! Back from Where?" I asked. "Just a minute," she said. Her eyes rolled back in her head again, and I knew she was beyond hearing me. This was a fast one. Her breathing grew heavy, and she started to cum. This time, she didn't stifle it. She let out a deep throaty groan. Jeez, I swear the mailman down the street must have heard it!! And oh those damn leg muscles of hers could hurt someone. As soon as it was over, her eyes opened. Oh, what pretty eyes! She smiled and said, "Alright then, let's finish you off," and she proceeded to grind her hips, and chat away. I pushed the material on her blouse aside. Loosening the knot enough that the two ends barely hel on. I pinched a nipple. She gave a little extra deep thrust with her hips. Taking one of her hands off my chest, and placing it warmly on mine. And she smiled just a little grin. "Oh yes. I like that. Pinch a little harder. I head you're into the backdoor action. We'll have to explore that when we have more time. But then, we have a lifetime to fit it in, don't we big brother? Anyway, as I was saying, Mom and Dad will be back from the airport in a while. After we're done here, you can catch a shower in my bathroom. I'll tidy up here and fix you some munches."

"There, you said it again. Who's coming to the airport?," I asked. I could feel the juices welling up. "Why, Jerrod and Gin, of course" she said. "Who in the world is Jerrod? And I thought you were Gin!"

"No, I'm Suu-lin." That was it, I blew my load. She continued, "Gin's my older sister. Jerrod's my boyfriend. Mom's right. You'll like Gin, she's the pretty one. Now off to the shower with you big brother!" With that, she climbed off. Gave me a quick kiss. Picked up her skirt and the bowl. She held the bowl against her hip with her left hand on the lip and the skirt tucked under it. It looked like she had an extra wiggle in her butt when she walked. Did I tell you she has a cute butt?. And just before she went out the door, she turned and said "Jerod and Gin both have Birthdays this week. Let's take a little 'shopping trip' tomorrow after- noon, and I'll show you EXACTLY what Gin likes. It'll drive her crazy!!" And it did. But that's another story.

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I'd discovered that my new girlfriend Evelyn wasn't the moody type. She didn't get easily upset. So I was a little surprised one day by a small but sudden change in her mood.

We were at the mall, and she had asked me to come with her into one of those chic women's boutiques where she was going to leave a dress to be altered that she'd bought there earlier. She left me waiting by the cash register while she went back to the dressing room to drop the dress off. When she left she was in her usual pleasant, cheerful mood, but then when she came back she seemed suddenly distracted and nervous. I wondered why, but she didn't say. She said only that the tailor was there, and that he would alter the dress but first needed to measure her. She told me she would be right back and then walked back to the dressing room. It's sort of funny, but as I watched her walk away I was thinking about her body.

I was thinking that it didn't really match, in my mind, with her personality. She was what you call a "nice" girl, sweet-tempered and modest, not given to flashy or wanton behavior. She didn't wear low- cut dresses, wild earrings or lots of mascara. She wasn't a virgin when we met, and we'd had sexual intercourse pretty regularly, so she wasn't a prude, if you see what I mean. But she didn't wear a tiny bikini at the beach or display her body much, and I'd never heard her refer to anything sexual in public before. But under her plain, pretty, Ann Taylor clothes Evelyn had what can only be described as a rather lustful body with Full, heavy breasts, which always surprised me a little with their weight when I cupped them, Big rosy nipples, a full red mouth. Generous hips, flaring out from an hourglass waist and a perfectly proportioned ass with a deep, smoothly sculptured crack dividing her round cheeks.

Anyway, I wondered about Evelyn's change of mood, and wondered if the tailor had given her a hard time or something about the dress. Vaguely thinking about giving her some kind of moral support if she got into an argument with him, I drifted back towards the back of the shop. As I got there I saw that there was a doorway leading to a set of little alcoves with the usual white-painted half doors for trying on new clothes. Evelyn must have come through here. I walked in, a little nervously and kind of on tip-toe, hoping I didn't come across a half-dressed woman and get yelled at.

I didn't hear Evelyn's voice. I saw that the corridor continued to the left, and then turned right. I guessed that the tailor's shop was further back. Was Evelyn back here? I walked around the corner. There *was* a shop, and there were tables and scraps of clothing all over them. The place was a mess. I still didn't hear anybody, though. I started picking my way through the clutter. Then I thought I heard a sound like somebody breathing heavily, and I heard a low murmur, like somebody talking softly. It was a man's voice, pitched low, asking something, urging something. Quite suddenly and perfectly clearly I heard Evelyn's voice. She said ``All right, but quickly,'' and she said it in a normal tone, not whispering or anything. Her voice came from my right, around past a huge table piled high with dresses, over which I couldn't see. I peeped past the table and froze. For a moment I didn't quite understand what I saw. What I saw was a man, young, with dark hair and an elegant white shirt on. That must be the tailor, I thought.

He had no pants on. His legs were spread slightly. Kneeling gracefully in front of him in her pretty, modest gray striped dress was Evelyn, her heavy black hair moving gently as she withdrew the man's stiff, wet large cock from her open mouth. Evelyn stood up suddenly. As she turned toward me I ducked behind the table, my heart beating fast. Between some dresses I could still see her, but she couldn't see me. She brought her hand up to her mouth and wiped off a trace of saliva from her chin. She had put on a little lipstick earlier today, but now it was all smeared. Evelyn turned away from me, hiked her dress up and pulled her panties down to her ankles. She reached down and took them off. Then she laid them carefully next to her on the long wooden counter. She turned around and lifted her dress up, over her naked ass, and bent over the counter. Reaching back with her pretty right hand, on which our engagement ring sparkled, she gently spread her bottom cheeks apart. I could see the slender, delicate folds of her vagina, surrounded by her trimmed, dark pubic hair. When I looked back at the tailor he was moving his hand up and down on his prick, smearing some oily stuff all over it. I noticed he had a really big dick, and it was thick and stiff as he ran his fingertips lightly over the gland. Standing up behind Evelyn the tailor put one hand on her naked back. From where I was I could see him perfectly. He guided his cock to Evelyn's bottom, and positioned the head between the cheeks of her ass, pressing directly on the brown circle of her anus. And then slowly, but without any hesitation at all, this man pushed his stiff cock all the way up into my girlfriend's asshole. She never let me have anal even though I tried several times.

Evelyn didn't really make any sound at first. She just bit her lip. The tailor grunted when he entered her, and sighed deeply when his cock was finally up all the way inside her, with his hairy hips resting firmly against Evelyn's smooth white buttocks. He began stroking his dick slowly in and out, back and forth into Evelyn's bottom. He put his hands on her hips to steady himself, and began to accelerate, thrusting more and more urgently into her asshole.

I couldn't help but imagine his dick swelling as he penetrated her again and again, getting harder and longer as he became more excited, so that each thrust of his cock probed deeper and deeper into Evelyn's full rectum. Evelyn began to moan louder, in time to his motion, a big "OH! OH God!" coming from her at the top of each stroke, just when the man's cock filled her most completely.

Suddenly the tailor gripped Evelyn's hips hard and he began thrusting urgently, forcefully. He took bigger, longer strokes, and a few times I could see the smooth head of his prick emerge completely from Evelyn's anus before poking back into her. He began growling and snorting loudly, and I could see he was about to cum. I began to shake a little, with what emotion I don't know, as I imagined his thick white cum spurting up inside Evelyn's ass, and thought of how she would feel his cock throb and swell in the tight ring of her buttocks. ``Ohhh!'' he suddenly cried out. He stopped thrusting. Evelyn's First Anal

Shifting his hands from Evelyn's hips to her thighs, he pulled her towards him hard, straining urgently to push his dick just as far up inside my girlfriend's ass as he could. For a moment he stood there, holding her trapped and penetrated body tightly. She began screaming out loudly cumming with him, he placed his hand over her mouth. I could see her eagerly sucking his fingers into her mouth like a cock.

Then he groaned and his muscles grew slack, and he released her. As he staggered back I saw his softened, slick penis slide rapidly out of Evelyn's anus and pop out. A tiny thread of white semen dripped from the tip and landed on Evelyn's white flesh, resting between the cheeks of her beautiful smooth ass. He never touched her breasts at all. Well it was hard to know exactly what to do, and my mind was all in a haze anyway. My thoughts were racing, jumbling together, memories of Evelyn's chaste kiss after our first date, and the shy way she had later let me caress her nipples under her sweater, mixing together with what I had just seen, Evelyn spreading her generous buttocks apart so that a strange man could more easily push his cock up into her ass. I stepped back behind the table where they couldn't see me. I heard voices and movement, and I realized that if I stayed where I was I would surely be discovered. I needed more time to think, so I walked rapidly and quietly out of that back room, past the dressing alcoves, and back into the main store. The noisy shopping environment of the store as I emerged seemed surreal to me, the women stepping sharply by in the aisles, high heels clicking on the polished floor as they swung their shopping bags, or pursing their lips and frowning as they fingered skeptically blouses and scarves on display stands. The very sexlessness of the whole mall shopping bustle contrasted so strongly with where I had just been, watching a woman being fucked up the ass, that I just felt dizzy.

What was I going to say to Evelyn? Only a few minutes had passed since she first went back, and she would be coming out very soon. In fact, she came out even as I was thinking this. She looked normal, walking briskly towards me and smiling gently in her usual way. Her dress swung naturally, and her red lipstick was no longer smeared, but I thought I could see that her black hair was a little bit mussed. And of course I thought of that tiny pearl of semen I had seen lying in the crack between her buttocks. Did she know it was there? Had she wiped it away before she put her panties back on? Evelyn and I left the store. She told me the tailor had agreed to alter the dress and that she would be coming back to pick it up in three days' time. We walked out into the main mall and toward the music store that had been our destination when we first arrived. We passed a family restaurant with a big glass window in front. There were a couple of teenaged boys eating inside and they watched Evelyn and I walk by. They looked a little jealously at Evelyn, and at first I felt a little proud, as I always do, to think of this good-looking woman by my side -- I could see Evelyn's reflection in the restaurant window, and she looked real sharp -- pretty dark hair, sweet smile, nicely shaped legs and large, firm breasts standing up high under her dress. But then I thought: this woman standing next to me, her hand in mine has her ass full of another man's cum right now. The thought made me queasy, and I wanted to sit down. I asked Evelyn if she wanted to go in and have lunch. She said yes, and in we went.

We sat down, and a waitress brought us menus. I was looking at mine when Evelyn suddenly said she wondered if they had a restroom here. I said they probably did, and then she said she was going to go ``freshen up a bit.'' I sat and pondered my fate. My girlfriend had just taken one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen up her ass and let a strange man cumn inside her and she was acting perfectly normal. Who was this woman?

Tag Teaming Belle

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Me and my friend "John" were notorious around college for being the so-called "DP Team." We would pick up chicks at parties, enticing them about our sessions that would fulfill girl's darkest fantasies. It was easier than you think to get girls in bed, at least at the college we went to. Maybe it was alcohol, too... But, I think that many girls have that fantasy about being sandwiched between two men, treating her like a ragdoll to the point where she didn't really have to do any work. Nothing like being the center of attention.

Anyway, one of the most memorable encounters was with the younger sister of a friend's girlfriend. This girl, let's call her Belle, I guess had heard about us while talking to her sister about college. Belle was a high school senior who had just turned 18, trying to make up her mind on where to go for school.

It was the month before classes started up for the fall semester. John had just come back from vacation in Europe, while I had stayed in town to work full time during the summer. Now, me and John aren't bi or anything, but we're good buddies and his homecoming was a good enough occasion to throw a BBQ. So, Friday, we organize a nice little party at a mutual friend's house and invited a few people over.

I guess our friend's girlfriend wanted to show Belle what a college party is like, because guess who came over that night?

Now, I should tell you that Belle looks a little like the pornstar Ariel Rebel. She's no more than 5'1'' tall, with medium length dark black hair and a pale white face. She was wearing a black tank top and jean short shorts, so she was not necessarily a looker, but more of a regular girl on a laidback day.

We offer her some beer but she refuses, which is great because I don't really like providing alcohol to minors like freshmen and sophomores, even though everyone did it.

The party goes on for awhile and I notice that Belle is sitting alone on a couch. I decide to talk to her a bit, just to see if she's having a good time.

"Kristina tells me you are thinking of going to school here. What do you think so far?" I ask her.

"It's a cool place!" she says, perking up immediately that someone is talking to her.

From there, we talk a little bit about the school and some of the fun stuff that goes down in town. Then, out of the blue, Belle asks me about my reputation.

"Soooo, I heard a little something about you and a friend of yours," Belle says.

Taken a little by surprise, I gulp and say "Haha, what did you hear?"

"You two are supposedly known as the DP Team," Belle says, her eyes trained on me as she smiles devilishly.

"Hah! Who'd you hear that from?" I ask.

"My sister. She brought it up jokingly one time while talking about her friends, but it honestly stuck in my mind," Belle says.

"Now, why would that stick in your mind?" I ask, now trying to nudge the conversation a bit to see if she is interested in our "services."

"Well, you know..." she says as she moves over a little closer to me.

At this point, I can tell she's very interested. So I tell Belle to meet me upstairs at the bedroom with some stickers from the college radio station on it. She smiles and sneaks off, giving me a nice look at her cute little ass.

I text John, telling him to meet me immediately for a situation we're having. He comes out of the garage where he had been smoking. I fill him in on the details, telling him about Belle and how she's totally DTF.

"Isn't that Kristina's sister?" he says, sounding a little surprised.

"Hell yeah!" I say.

We then make a plan. We agree to storm the room and just fuck her brains out. If she is that forward to confront us about our situation, she no doubt is kind of a freak, we reason.

So, next thing I know we walk upstairs, my heart pounding like fucking crazy. "Are we really going to double team this teenager?" I think to myself.

Soon we barge through to door and find Belle sitting on the edge of the bed. She is a bit startled, so we take a few seconds, looking at each other. No words are said, and after a few glances and another cute, devilish smile from Belle, I slam the door behind me and we charge forward.

John grabs Belle from behind and immediately starts feeling her entire body as he kisses her neck. I take Belle's hands and force them on my crotch as I forcibly start making out with her. We're both about 5'11'', so Belle was completely enveloped between us.

Belle starts writhing in beautiful agony as John shoves his hands down her pants and violently rubs her pussy. She dry humps John as her hands continue to rub my cock that's now ready to burst through my pants.

I soon take off her top and bra, revealing a pair of C cup breasts that perfectly compliment her petite yet plump body. John soon has her pants and panties off, leaving this 18-year-old completely naked in front of us.

Belle pushes away from us and sits down on the bed, saying "Now why am I the only one without clothes on?"

Me and John then take off our clothes, our boners at full attention in front of this young specimen.

"Suck our cocks," I command.

Belle then grabs our dicks and starts jacking them. She takes turns putting them in her mouth, but me and John can tell that she probably hasn't sucked a lot of cock before.

"Lick it like a popsicle, only lips and tongue. No teeth," John says sternly.

Belle, who was busy sucking my cock, takes John's advice and really starts working my cock. Each bob up and down she goes a little deeper, taking in a little more of my cock into her pretty little mouth. I glance over and see she is still jacking John's cock nicely. Obviously she's given handjobs before.

"What about me baby?" John asks.

Belle, who had now taken almost all of my 8 inch cock in her mouth, gave my cock one last suck that ended with a large "pop" as she moved over to John's equally sized cock. She continued to hold onto my cock, but as soon as Belle latched onto John's member, he grabbed her by the head and started to facefuck her.

At this point I still can't believe that the scene unfolding before me is like something out of a porn movie. Here I am, getting a blowjob from an 18-year-old not even out of high school. John continues to fuck her face hard, but I can tell Belle is getting a little overwhelmed. John soon stops and I move in, drop to my knees and start licking her pussy like crazy. She obviously never had her pussy licked before, as she is a little squeamish and doesn't seem to like it at first. But, as I continue my ABC's and my tongue enters deeper and deeper into my sex, her moans let me know that she is liking every second of it.

John had gone to the drawer to get condoms and some lube. Belle sees this and immediately says, "No need, I'm on the pill." I stop licking her, get up and say "Well then, let's get right to this" as I quickly shove my cock into her insanely wet pussy.

Belle screams out a bit, but in beautiful agony. I begin pumping away at her, missionary style. Her pussy is tight, and she grips my cock even harder. I can see John in the corner of my eye, masterbating to the scene in front of him.

After a good few minutes, I say "John's turn." I pull out, and John almost immediately takes my place. John only fucks her missionary for a minute. He then turns her over, tells her to get on all fours, and enters Belle's pussy from behind.

As he's fucking her doggy style, I get up on the bed and tell her "Taste your pussy on my cock" as I set up shop in front of her. Belle then starts sucking, although with the pounding she is taking from behind, she doesn't take my cock as deeply in her mouth as before.

After another few minutes, me and John switch positions again as I take her from behind and he tells her to suck. However, again he starts fucking her face hard. As I pound her pussy, he pounds her face, making her gag a little bit. He pulls out of her mouth, but she grabs his cock and immediately puts it back in. She's becoming a good little cock slut.

About 5 minutes pass in this position. Obviously she is just loving it, but me and John look at each other knowingly and I say, "It's time to find out why we are known as the DP Team."

Me and John pull out and John gets the lube.

"What position do I get in?" Belle asks as she catches her breath.

"Just lay right there," John says.

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?" I ask.

"No, but I'm so ready to try," Belle says.

John lubes up his cock, gets back on the bed, lays right next to Belle and slowly starts to enter her ass. Much to my surprise, Belle doesn't even flinch. She must have been so horny that we could have done basically anything to her at that point.

John slowly starts to pump her in the ass. Belle lets out this moan that is half yearning and half scream. He pumps her slowly, like at one eight the speed with which he fucked her face.

I gauge the situation closely. Every time we do this, once we get to this point, I only join in if she just looks completely into it. Belle was absolutely completely into it. So I tell John to flip her over so that he's on the bottom and she's on top.

John eagerly flips her over. He stops pumping her so I can mount her. I jump on the bed and Belle looks at me with one of the most "come hither" eyes I've ever seen. I immediately shove my cock in her pussy and me and John just start fucking Belle hard.

Belle looked to be in complete ecstasy. Her head was rolling around, eyes closed, as she screamed out in pleasure. I was so glad that the music downstairs was pretty loud, because the last thing I would want is for her sister Kristina to hear this little session.

This position lasted a good 15 minutes. Me and John just kept going in and out of her. Me and John switched sides at least three times, each getting a few turns to fuck her ass.

Soon, me and John were ready. We pulled out of her and told her to get on the floor and on her knees. Belle happily obliged and was soon looking up at us as we jacked our cocks.

"Where do you want us to cum baby?" John asks.

"All over my fucking face. That's what you guys like, right?" Belle says.

"Give us a little bit of help," I say.

Belle knew exactly what this meant and again started taking turns sucking our cocks.

"Do you taste your ass?" John says.

Belle nods as she sucks his cock.

It only took like a minute before we both exploded. I came in her mouth as my cock was about halfway in. Belle gaged a bit and spit some out, but it dribbled out of her mount and onto her chest. John then came on her face, thick ropes of semen hitting her cheek, forehead and nose.

"How does it taste baby?" John asks.

"Amazing," Belle says, trying to say it seductively.

Me and John just stand there and gaze in awe of the mess we made of this little teenager. Belle goes over to her pants and gets out her phone. I shit you not, she starts taking a few selfies of her cum splattered face.

This being the master bedroom of the place, I tell Belle to go and clean herself up in the shower. Me and John put back on our clothes and leave the room one by one. I later see Belle as she's leaving with her sister, who looks none the wiser. I sure hope I left Belle with an nice impression of this place.

Christine's First Anal

Wife having anal and first DP threesome pt 1 powered by YouPorn. Christine and Maria were driving to a party Maria was invited to by one of her co-workers. Christine is an 18 year old cute white girl with long blond hair which she wore braided into pigtails. Maria is a couple of years older, Mexican, on the thin side and has shoulder length black hair.

"Who's party are we going to?" Christine asked.

"You don't know them, It's this guy Roberto's apartment. Him and this other guy Juan live there. They're cool, they work in the kitchen at the pizzeria. It's one of their birthdays but I forget which one," Maria explained. They drove for another five minutes before arriving at the entrance of the apartment complex.

"Is this it? these apartments look fucking shady Maria."

"Why? Cause everyone is Mexican? Racist," Maria teased.

"You can be so gay," Christine responded while rolling her eyes.

"You wont be the only white person there. My friend Jeff, from the pizzeria, is going to be there too."

"The stoner? great..."

They pulled up, found a place to park and headed up the stairs toward the front door. Maria gave a light knock and walked in. There were about 25 people standing around drinking and smoking. Maria walked around introducing Christine and chatting to people she knew.

"Dude, I dont know anyone here, where the fuck is Jeff?" Christine asked.

"He should be here, it's already ten o'clock."

"Sup bitches?" Jeff said as he walked up behind both girls and smacked their asses.

"Jeff you asshole!" Maria snapped.

"I know, It's my burden. By the way I found out that it's Juan's birthday. He's turning 29," Jeff filled the girls in.

There was some Spanish music playing and there was a big spread of Mexican food in the kitchen. Jeff had the munchies so he grabbed Maria, made his way over and grabbed a plate. Christine was now alone and noticed two men walking over to her.

"Hey, I'm Juan, what's your name?" Juan asked in a thick Mexican accent.

"I'm Christine, It's your birthday right?"

"Yeah, thanks for coming. So how do you know Jeff?"

"He gives me and Maria some pot every once and a while. Mostly he just tries to get into Maria's pants but fails every time," Christine said as she looked around and didn't see Jeff or Maria anymore.

"Hahaha Jeff is so fucking stupid. Are you mixed with something? You look like you could be mixed because you're so tanned," asked Roberto.

"No, haha, I'm just a white girl." Christine noticed Roberto had an accent as well but it was very slight compared to Juan's. He was also younger, 24 maybe, and taller.

"My English is not so good, you speak Spanish?" Juan asked.

"No sorry, I only know the bad words." Christine laughed.

"So Christine, you want to get high? It's Juan's birthday and I got something special for him. Do you want to snort some coke?" Roberto grinned.

"Um... Yeah, I've never snorted any coke before but doing a small line sounds like it could be fun."

Christine followed Juan and Roberto into one of the bedrooms. The room was pretty baron. Against the wall, opposite the door, was a queen sized bed with a floral comforter on it and a cluttered desk off to the side. There was also a couple of posters of women in bikinis posing with classic cars and a couple of glass bongs in the corner. Roberto walked to the desk and sat down while Christine and Juan sat on the bed.

"You are very pretty, how old are you Christine?" Juan asked as Roberto formed some lines from some coke he had cut up beforehand.

"Thanks, I'm 18," Christine smiled at Juan. Roberto handed Juan a straw and Juan snorted up a line, he then handed the straw back to Roberto for his turn.

"Damn that's good! Your turn now Christine," Roberto said as he shook the bag in front of her.

"Yeah... But... Not a huge one," Christine said reluctantly.

Roberto grinned, stood up and unzipped his pants. He pulled out his long thick dick, held it up with one hand and poured a long fat line all along the length of his shaft.

"Here you go, snort it up girl."

Damn, that's a big dick. Damn, that's a big line. I don't think I can do that much. What if they get mad if I say no? I don't want to piss off Maria's friends. What have I gotten myself into this time, Christine thought.

"Well girl? You going to get high or what? Come on now," Roberto pushed.

Christine knelt down close to Roberto's dick and took a deep breath. She started at the base and snorted all the way up to the head.

"Make sure you get it all," Roberto said as he padded Christine's head.

She went back and gave it another pass to get what she had left behind.

"Go ahead and lick your gummer off my dick hoe," Roberto reminded. Christine slowly licked the residue off Roberto's dick again starting from the base. When she reached the tip she got such an intense head rush from the coke she hardly noticed that Roberto had slid his cock right into her mouth. When she realized that she was now sucking on a dick, she tried to take it out but Roberto held the back of her head and slid his now stiff cock deeper into her mouth.

"Suck it girl, you know you want to," Roberto encouraged.

"Oh well, It's already in my mouth, fuck it. Roberto does look pretty good and his friend Juan isn't bad either," Christine thought.

She instinctually closed her lips on Roberto's dick and started to suck. Juan walked up behind Christine and reached for her hips to stand her up. Christine stood up and Roberto immediately pulled Christine's head back down on his cock. Juan reached under Christine, unbuckled her belt and unzipped her pants. He reached in and started rubbing Christine's warm mound over her cotton panties. Christine started moaning loudly as Juan found her clit. Juan took his hand out and pulled her panties and jeans down to her knees. He stood up and started to rub his hard dick on her warm wet pussy and tried to put it in.

"Do you have any condoms? I don't want to get pregnant," Christine quickly asked. Juan looked around and padded his pockets. He shrugged at Roberto confused as to what to do next. Roberto paused for a moment as Christine looked up at him while still slowly stroking his cock.

"So you just want to use a condom so you don't get pregnant right?"

"Yeah..." Christine looked puzzled.

"Pues chinga la por el culo guay," Roberto told Juan in Spanish. Juan smiled and nodded his head in agreement. He put his thumb in his mouth to get it wet and pressed it into Christine's asshole.

"WHOA HEY! THATS MY ASS GUYS!"

"We know, shut up and keep sucking," Roberto commanded.

"But I've never done that before," Christine added.

"You'll be fine girl, now shut up and just relax alright?"

"Just relax? I just wanted to do a line of coke. Now I'm sucking a dick while another guy is poking at my asshole. I don't know what they think is going to happen. Are they really going to try to fuck me in my ass?" Christine thought as she bent over and put Roberto's dick back in her mouth.

Juan started to rub her tight virgin muscle until she began to relax a bit. He straightened his thumb and slowly applied pressure until Christine's tight pink anus began to open up. He wiggled his thumb a little until it slipped in.

"Oh wow, he's up my butt. He really is up my butt. It hurts but it feels so good. But a dick is so much bigger than a thumb. But, but it feels so damn good though. I can't believe I have some strange guy's fucking thumb up my ass right now..." Christine frantically thought.

Juan slowly moved his thumb in and out causing Christine to suck on Roberto's dick and harder and faster. He could feel Christine's anus squeezing his thumb tightly and he knew she was ready. He slipped his thumb out and pressed his dick into Christine's primed asshole. Juan began to enter and his hard cock stretched Christine's ass out farther than it has ever been stretched before.

"OH MY GOD JUAN IT HURTS! PLEASE GO SLOW!" Christine pleaded loudly. Juan gently kept pushing his cock up Christine's virgin ass inch by inch until he was about three-quarters of the way in. Roberto gripped Christine's pig tail braids at the base and was using them to guide her mouth along the length of his shaft.

"Oh my God. I have a dick in my ass right now and it fucking hurts. I really don't want him to pull it out though. It hurts so much it feels good. What the hell is wrong with me?" Were Christine's only thoughts.

"You like it in your culo?" Juan asked rhetorically as he thrust his dick deep into the young tight ass in front of him. Roberto pulled Christine's tank top and bra up flopping out her well developed breasts and started rubbing and squeezing her nipples. Juan pulled his dick out of Christine's butt-hole slowly and waited for it to clench shut then he shoved it right back in hard.

"OH FUCK! That fucking hurt Juan."

"You want me to do it again puta?"

Christine hugged Juans dick tightly with her asshole and said, "Yeah do it, do that shit again."

"Hold up Juan, my turn now. I hope your'e ready for me girl," Roberto warned. He switched places with Juan, put his dick against Christine's butt-hole and forced his eight incher up her young ass.

"Oh shit yes... That's so good... Do it again... Ram that fucking dick up my ass again...," Christine moaned.

Roberto did what Christine asked and shoved his cock back up her ass slapping his balls on her pussy. He started to glide it in and out savoring how tight Christine's teenage anus was. Roberto butt fucked her for a good ten minutes before he flooded her ass with his cum. Christine sucked Juan's dick hard and cupped his balls massaging them. Juan shoved his cock to the back of her throat and Christine could feel it start to shoot streams of warm milky cum. It was the most cum she had ever had in her mouth.

"Okay you can take your dick out of my mouth now. Any minute now. Fuck, I don't think he's going to. I'd be such a whore if I swallow. It would be pretty fucking hot if I did though. I'm sure they want me too..." Christine thought as she closed her eyes and gulped.

"Damn, good girl, that deserves another line," Juan said out of breath. Roberto cut up some more lines and they all snorted again.

"After you clean up you make sure to leave those panties and bra here for my man Juan. It is his birthday remember," Roberto stated.

Christine cleaned herself in the bathroom, left her bra and panties and walked back out to the party. She saw Jeff and Maria standing in the corner.

"Where were you Christine? You disappeared all of a sudden," Maria asked.

"I was around," Christine responded trying to hide the fact that she no longer had a bra on. They decided to leave because the party had gotten dull. As they were walking to the car Jeff noticed that Christine's nipples were poking through her thin shirt.

"What happened to your bra?" Jeff asked.

"I didn't wear one," Christine lied.

"Yes you did, I think I would have noticed. I bet you don't have any panties on either. Who did you fuck? Did he keep your panties and bra? Come on Christine, who did you fuck?" Jeff interrogated.

"I fucked Juan and Roberto in his room and gave them my bra and panties alright. They gave me some coke and I wanted to say thank you," Christine explained.

"You snorted coke and they BOTH fucked you?" Maria gasped.

"Yeah they both fucked my ass, we didn't have a condom and I didn't want to get pregnant," Christine said defensively.

"You fucking hoe! Up the butt? Hahahaha, did you swallow their cum too? What a goodslut," Jeff laughed.

"Yeah, Juan came in my mouth, what am I supposed to do? It was fun," Christine shrugged.

"Did it hurt?" Maria asked.

"Fuck yeah it did, It hella hurt but I liked it. It's hard to explain. Like at first they went in really slow with their thumb and it was good. Then they were just ramming it in and that fucking hurt like hell but I still didn't want them to stop," Christine rambled.

"You wanna find out for yourself Maria? I'll slide my dick up that sweet ass of yours," Jeff offered.

"Um... No," Maria quickly answered.

She Won't, But Her Mother Will

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Veronica Andrews felt the familiar pressure on her bladder the moment she awoke. She turned her head and saw the alarm clock on the bedside table showed 12:47, and she rolled out of bed gently not to wake her husband. In silent bare feet on carpet she quickly and quietly made her way in the dark to the bathroom.

She did her business in dimmed light, and as she walked out the bathroom door a surge of curiosity got her attention. By the flickering on the walls, she could tell that the television was on in the family room, and by the sound of an occasional giggle and shifting on the couch, Veronica guessed that her daughter Anne-Marie was not alone.

Veronica considered her options in her mind. On the one hand, she trusted her daughter, knew she could depend on Anne-Marie to do the right thing, thought her boyfriend Tom was a decent sort, and knew what kind of embarrassment would result if she were caught spying on her daughter. On the other hand, she reasoned to herself, she should really find out what her daughter was up to. She was dying to know, almost salivating for the knowledge, to be honest with herself. She carefully and slowly walked step-by-step to the living room.

When Veronica finally caught a glimpse of her daughter and her boyfriend, it was quite clear that the two had not heard Veronica stir at all that evening. The two of them were bathed in the glow of the television showing some late-night talk and comedy show, and from where Veronica snooped around a corner, she could see Tom's stretched-out and spread feet, and the upper bodies of each of them.

Veronica drank in every detail. Anne-Marie's shirt was tugged to the side and half unbuttoned, so that one of her breasts was out in the open, being idly stroked and rubbed by one of Tom's hands. Anne-Marie was partly turned toward Tom, and from the way she slightly bent over and worked her arm in repetitive motions as Tom slouched back into the couch, Veronica realized it was almost inevitable that her daughter was giving her boyfriend a hand-job. Anne-Marie bit her lip and seemed intent on her work, some sweat beading on her forehead, as Tom's head was thrown back, little whimpers and moans emanating from his mouth.

Veronica's heart was beating so fast now, it felt like it was in her throat and about to jump out of her mouth. She felt her nipples get hard and pointy as they pushed against the delicate material of her nightgown. But she couldn't pull away, her fingers were gripping the edge of the corner she leaned around so hard she wouldn't have been surprised if they dug into the drywall. She had never seen her daughter like this. They were somewhat different as far as mothers and daughters go – the mother dark-haired and bigger-boned, the daughter with fair brown, almost blonde hair, and a more delicate build; but in other aspects they were the same – generously proportioned in hips and breasts, similar full pouty lips, and, they were told by many, a similar look in their eyes.

Anne-Marie's mother watched as Tom's hand went from Anne-Marie's breast to the back of her neck, rubbing it, then moving downward, rubbing her back, and down further to where the mother could not see anymore.

Anne-Marie gave a little smile and a shiver, the motions of her arm, staying steady, "Hey, what're you doing?"

Tom looked in her eyes, "Mmm, I love these stretchy pants, baby, such easy access...fuckkk."

Anne-Marie shifted her hips like she was trying to get away, "Hey, c'mon, you know how I feel about that..."

"Yeah, it's just..." Tom sounded annoyed, "I mean, FUCK you have SUCH a good ass, you know, I just keep watching it, and--"

"Look, I told you, Tommy!" Anne-Marie batted away Tom's hand with her free arm. She continued, calmly, "I mean, what's the problem, I go all the way with you, don't I? Just let me jerk you now, and, first chance I get, we can go all the way again. Just, uh, stay away from that ass-stuff, ok? C'mon, aren't I jerking you good?" Her hand continued the motions.

The couple on the couch was quiet again except for a few grunts from Tom. Anne-Marie brought up her palm, spit on it, and brought it back down below her mother's eye-level.

After a few moments Tom asked, "So, when we're going all the way next time, still no anal?"

She stared right in his eyes and shook her head emphatically, "No."

Tom leaned back on the couch for a moment, then quickly leaned forward. "You know what, fuck this shit. Fuck you. I could give myself a better hand-job jerking to porn at home." He stood up, at which point Veronica ducked into the shadows, hoping she was hidden from his sight as he buttoned his pants up and stormed out. She heard his last words, "You're such a fucking ball-breaking teasing bitch, Anne-Marie. It's over."

Crouching in the shadows, Veronica heard the front door slam. Little sobs from the living room turned into audible weeping, then turned into the sound of her daughter bawling her eyes out. Veronica, lost for anything better to do, rushed back to her bedroom quickly as she could, and pulled the covers over her head, where the the sights and sounds she'd witnessed that night played over and over in her mind

A FEW DAYS LATER:

Tom was smoking a cigarette outside his school when his cellphone rang. He excused himself from his friends and pulled the phone out. He saw Anne-Marie's phone number on the display.

The first words that came out of his mouth were blunt, "Listen, just forget it, I told you we're done, I don't care how hard you're crying."

"Um. Tom, it's not Anne-Marie," said the unexpected voice on the phone. "It's her mother. Veronica. Mrs. Andrews? Can I talk to you for a few moments?"

Tom was a little surprised and confused, and took a calmer tone as he said, "I, uh, guess so."

"Listen, Tom, I know you broke up with Anne-Marie, but I don't think you know how torn up she is about this. She's constantly crying, she won't eat, she just locks herself in her room...I've never seen my baby like this."

"Look, Mrs. Andrews, I know it's tough, but I'm sure she'll get over it. I'll be honest here; you're not going to make me go back to her, even if she is sad. My mind's made up."

Tom could hear her take a deep breath over the phone. "I've been thinking about that," she said, "I've been thinking about that, and I want you to listen closely to what I'm about to say, okay? I know that you have certain...needs. And I'm sure having a steady girlfriend doesn't let you experiment the way you might want to. So, if you were to decide to take Anne-Marie back, I think I could...I could do those things for you she couldn't."

"Hmm."

"Do you understand what I'm offering, Tommy?" he heard her say over his cellphone. His ex-girlfriend's mother talking to him like this. His cock stirred in his pants. "You patch this up and be the good boyfriend for Anne-Marie, and I'll give you what you want." The line was quiet for a moment. "I know you want anal sex."

"Did Anne-Marie tell you that?"

"Oh no. I don't think she'd be blunt enough to talk that way to her mother." Tom could hear her giggle a little. "But I can figure these things out. I'm not wrong, am I?"

"No."

"So what do you think? Anne-Marie is going over to her father's parents with her dad and everyone else. I'll be home alone this weekend."

The words left Tom's lips before he really thought about them. "Yeah, let's do it."

*****

Tom pulled his car up to a house that was indistinguishable from all the other well-kept but anonymous houses in the suburban neighbourhood. He parked in the driveway and walked to the door carrying a black bag slung over his shoulder.

Veronica answered the door almost as soon as he rang the doorbell.

"Hello Mrs. Andrews."

"Hello Tommy."

"So...nobody else is home?"

"No. No they're not. Come in, please."

Tom walked in and she closed the door behind him. He looked her over. She seemed a little nervous and quiet, switching her gaze between looking over Tom, who was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and the tiled floor.

Tom looked at Veronica. She was wearing low-heeled sandals, tight blue jeans that stopped halfway down her calves, and a black halter top. Her hair was black and curly, and fell down past her shoulders, though the bangs in front were trimmed above her eyes.

She clutched one elbow in the other hand and looked at Tom.

"Is this what you were planning on wearing?" he asked her.

"Um, yeah." She was a little confused. "I mean, we're not going out anywhere, are we Tommy?"

"No. But this isn't going to work. Let's start with heels. Show me where you have your shoes, let's take a look at what we can pick."

"Oh. Okay, well I guess you're the boss today, huh?" She gave a little smile. Veronica turned and started up the stairs, took a glance back and saw Tom following. His gaze was intensely fixed on her ass. The full round cheeks moving, gripped by her jeans, as she ascended the stairs.

She led him into the carpeted master bedroom. The walls were cream-coloured, the furniture and decorations muted, respectable; unremarkable. Veronica pulled the closet open and showed the teenager her shoe racks.

Tom examined them closely. He pulled out a black pair of heels. "Are these the highest heels you have?"

Veronica cleared her throat. "Y-yes."

"Okay, I guess they'll do."

Then they went into her drawers of clothes. Tom picked out a pair of yellow shorts. "I haven't worn those in years," she said, "I don't know if they'll even fit." Tom just threw them beside the shoes, and they went on to her underwear drawer, where he selected a black thong, one of the few more fancy pieces of underwear she kept under a stack of plain white cotton panties.

"Now, pick all that up," he said, "We're going into Anne-Marie's room."

Veronica held the items bundled up against her and her wide uncomprehending eyes looked at Tom.

"We need to pick a top out for you," he said.

In his girlfriend's room, Tom searched like he knew just what he was looking for. He finally pulled out a thin small black t-shirt with Led Zeppelin lettered on the front and an iconic figure with wings. Veronica gave a little smile, "Oh, Anne-Marie hasn't worn that in years. That was back in her rock-chick phase. Would be kind of tight even on her now, don't you think?"

Tom put the shirt on top of the other items Veronica was carrying, "Good, then she won't mind that your big tits are gonna stretch the fuck out of it. Put this all on, NOTHING else. You know what I mean, Mrs. Andrews, no bra." He walked past her. "I'll be on the patio, come down when you're ready."

The house was built on a slope so that one side of the basement opened out into the backyard. Tom stood just outside, leaning against the wall by the sliding doors of the rec room, when he heard heels clicking, and then a hesitant voice saying, "I'm ready."

Veronica poked her head out and glanced at Tom, saw the hand-rolled cigarette smoking as he held it in his hand, watched him put it to his lips and inhale, smelled the heavy sweet tell-tale marijuana smoke when he exhaled. "Oh." she quietly said. She felt Tom's eyes looking her up and down and retreated a few steps inside. Tom followed her.

There she was, the shapely mother of his girlfriend, curvy but fit body, skin a little pale but soft and inviting. Her feet in heels much higher than she was normally used to wearing, then her bare legs with the strong calves and thighs leading up to her tight shorts that exposed all of her thighs and were stretched so tight over her buttocks that they didn't even cover the bottom of her cheeks. Above that was her bare midriff before the tight black rock band t-shirt she had squeezed herself into, the design on the front obscenely distorted by the swelling out of her meaty breasts, the material stretched so thin that in places her pale white flesh and darker nipples were clearly visible. Above that her face had an eager look, and Tom noticed that she had touched up her makeup, and her lips glistened with redness while the eyeshadow around her eyes was heavier.

"You're a beautiful woman, Mrs. Andrews."

"Thank you, Tommy, but you can call me Veronica."

He took another drag of his joint, "I think I like Mrs. Andrews better. I mean, you are my girlfriend's mother, right?" He stepped closer.

Veronica gave a little gasp, anticipation and excitement flowing through her. "My husband doesn't like anyone smoking in the house."

Tom kept smoking as he put a hand on her bare stomach, ran it lower to cup her pussy through her shorts, then ran it upwards and over a breast, feeling it cupped in the thin warm cotton, giving the large breast a squeeze as he looked right in eyes. "Oh yeah, I like the feel of that," he said.

The joint hung from his lips as he put both hands on her breasts, kneading them, squeezing, handling them roughly. Veronica just gasped, moaned a little, her eyelids fluttered as she was surprised to find her knees feeling weak.

Tom put his hands down to her hips and pushed her toward the small bar in the rec room, "Get on a barstool, come on."

Veronica climbed on, facing Tom, her thighs spread out, breasts heaving with her quicker breathing as her sparkling eyes looked at him.

"No no no," he said, and spun her around along with the rotating barstool, "I wanna check that ass out." He put his hand on her back, "Arch that ass out, c'mon now, lean on the bar, yeaaahhh."

Veronica rested her forearms on the bar, leaning forward, arching her back as much as her mature body could allow, feeling her ass hanging off the edge of the barstool. She felt Tom's hands run over her cheeks, give them a few light slaps. "Jesus fuckin' Christ that's a nice ass." His voice had turned raspy. Veronica looked back over her shoulder and saw a new look in his eyes, his stare fixated on her large butt sticking out. Tom said, "Here, hold this," and handed her the joint, then lowered his face down to the level of her ass.

Veronica moaned and started to pant as she felt his face press into her ass through the thin material of her shorts. Her daughter's horny teen boyfriend was pushing his face hard into her big cheeks, into that buttocks that she often worried was too large and prominent. She felt his hot breath on her crack, some of the drool running from his mouth onto her cheeks and thighs, and heard the muffled moans he was making. She became aware again of the burning material in her hand. Feeling like the queen of the world, she pushed her ass back harder on Tom's face and wiggled it around as she took a puff off the joint.

Tom finally pulled his face out of there, and looked up to the sexy sight of his girlfriend's mother sitting on that barstool with that big ass out and hovering over his face, as she continued to smoke. He quickly undid his pants and pulled his hard aching cock out, starting to jerk it as he kissed up her back, his free hand going around to grope a breast, pulling her t-shirt up and getting right at those breasts.

"You're so sexy, you know that, Mrs. Andrews. Such a hot mature body, big thick ass and strong thighs, killer fuckin' MILF tits."

She just moaned back, "Mmmmm."

"You're gonna let me get in that ass, aren't you, Mrs. Andrews? Let me sink my fucking cock deep in that asshole. In that shitter. Fuckin' anal...buttfucking...shittersex...assfucking," he was gasping, getting more worked up, "...bareback, no fucking condom."

She turned her head and put her hand under his chin, kissing his lips, "No fucking condom, baby, I need to feel you up my ass. Need to feel that big teen cock, too turned on now."

Tom pulled himself off her and helped her off the stool. Veronica saw the size and thickness of his hard cock and was pleasantly surprised, "Wow, you've got a gorgeous cock, baby." This was the first time that Tom felt a little self-conscious from her remark and quickly moved to kneel behind her as he unbuttoned her shorts and then quickly slid them down off her, the thong staying on, string stuffed in her asscrack.

He quickly pulled his pants and underwear off, kneeling behind her again, his cock sticking out, hard and throbbing, as he spread her big cheeks with his hands and licked on her thong-covered asscrack a few times before pulling the material to the side and running his wet tongue up and down her crack.

"Ooooh," she cooed and bent over more, looking back at Tom, her eyes going down to his bobbing cock. "Let me suck that cock a bit, Tommy, let me taste it and get it nice and wet before you put it in me."

Veronica had Tom get entirely naked and lie his back on the floor. Tom had planned to do all of this on the couch in the living room, or maybe in a bed, either his girlfriend's or her mother's, but this was all moving so fast and he didn't want to stop. The joint kept burning unattended in the ashtray on the bar as Veronica slipped her thong off keeping on the t-shirt that was bunched up above her swinging tits, and lowered her ass on Tom's face as she reached out to stroke his hard cock.

"Ohhhh baby, that's ittttt Tommy," she moaned as she felt his face burrow deep between her big cheeks, his tongue flicking on her asshole and starting to push in. "That's it baby, you're gonna keep getting that asshole long as you keep dating my girl. Don't be a heart-breaker and treat her nice and you'll keep getting that ass. Mmmm, this might just work out fine." Some part of her mind was surprised at how raunchy her words were, and she thought it best to shut herself up by leaning forward and fixing her mouth around that big young cock.

Tom moaned into her ass as he felt those lips clamp on his cock and start sucking away, her getting that cock bigger and wetter as her hand went down to rub at his balls, her warm soft breasts pressed into his torso. Tom reached over and just got his fingertips on his bag laying by the wall. He reached in and searched around until his fingers closed on a small bottle.

"MMM," Veronica moaned and sucked his cock harder as she felt him start dripping lube on her ass, working it into her asshole with one finger, and then two. He dripped more onto her cheeks, shining up those big meaty round mature globes. Veronica leaned up and reached back and grabbed the bottle of lube and dripped some on his cock, stroking it in. "That's it, I can't wait anymore," she said, "I need you in me."

She got up and walked over to the green pool table that seemed like the most well-maintained and cared for thing in the house, and crawled right up on it, until she was on her knees on the felt surface, her heels and ass hanging off the edge, that butt slowly moving up and down, her eyes looking over at Tom and inviting him. Somewhere along the line, Tom realized, her libido had outgrown his, and he knew that it would take all his effort to fully satisfy her now that she was burning for sex.

He moved close to her and put one hand on her pussy, rubbing it slowly, feeling its dampness and heat, as his other hand stroked his cock. "This your husband's pool table, Mrs. Andrews?"

She gave him a wicked grin as she looked over her shoulder at him, "Mmm-hmm. It's his pride and joy."

Tom slapped his hard cock against her asscheeks a few times. "Do you want me to fuck your pussy a bit first?"

"You can fuck Anne-Marie's pussy anytime, Tommy. Fuckin' put it in my butt...or are you chickening out?"

"Ungh. Fuck you, bitch," Tom grunted as he put his fat cockhead against his girlfriend's mother's lubed asshole and started to push in. The head popped in and he grabbed her hips as he started to push deeper.

Both of them said nothing for a while, just moaning, panting, as that thick hard cock worked its way in and out, opening her asshole up more and more, her big round ass riding back on him as much as he pushed into her.

Tom leaned his head forward, resting his forehead on her back ,as he closed his eyes and moaned, his cock pumping in and out of her asshole, "Oooh my God you're so good, Mrs. Andrews, hot fucking asshole, God damn."

Veronica's head was low, she was panting as her hair was thrown forward over her head, concentrating on the feeling, one hand sometimes going to tweak her own nipple a bit, fondle her breast. "Yessss, Tommy, fucking work me, fucking work my asshole. Be a bad little boy and fuck my ass good. Oh I want you to be dirty with me."

They kept on fucking, Tom sometimes reaching around her to cup her tits, then going back to grope and slap her big ass. She kept asking him to fuck her deeper and harder, and so he climbed up on his knees and then his feet on the pool table, Veronica on her hands and knees with her breasts swinging under her, that big ass up higher than her head, as Tom stood over her, straddling her and fucking her ass on the pool table.

"Oooh God Mrs. Andrews, your asshole is sooo fucking good, ungh. You're gonna make me blow my load."

She swung her hair around and then looked back at him. "Oh, am I?" She started shoving her ass back hard against his cock, her sweaty cheeks slapping back on him loudly on every thrust. "Oh, am I gonna make you cum!?"

Tom tensed up, he was trying to hold it back but couldn't any longer, he sunk his cock in deep and felt it explode, felt her hot asshole grip his cock as it pumped out load after load up in her. Veronica looked back at him, reached back and held his hand as he came hard up her asshole. She saw a few tears pool at the sides of his clenched eyelids and start rolling down his sweaty face.

They were quiet for a while, as Tom's cock barely softened as it stayed up her asshole. After a few moments the cock was getting harder and he started to make slight in and out motions with his hips.

She looked back at him with a kind smile, "My knees are getting pretty sore, honey."

"Oh geez, sorry," he responded, and pulled his wet cum-covered cock out of her ass. He saw her asshole gaping a bit, the opening streaked with sperm. He helped her down as well. "Sorry Mrs. Andrews, I meant to do this upstairs somewhere, I just got kind of carried away."

When she was standing beside him she cupped his chin and kissed him, "Don't worry honey, you were wonderful." They kissed again for a longer time, his wet cock pressed against the side of her ass, his hands rubbing her tits. "Lets maybe go upstairs, like you said." She pulled off her shirt entirely and headed toward the stairs to the main floor, while Tom followed behind, leaving all their scattered clothes but grabbing his bag.

Mrs. Andrews was still in her heels and he watched her ass as she walked, movements exaggerated even more because she was feeling so sexy and because of the soreness of her asshole. He could see some glistening cum starting to leak out and streaking her full cheeks and strong thick thighs.

When she started ascending the stairs in front of him, with that hot freshly-fucked ass swinging in front of his face, he felt a fresh surge of lust.

Halfway up the stairwell, he put his hands on her hips, "Holy shit, stop right there Mrs. Andrews, fuck. Lean forward."

She cooed as she felt his face press into her sweaty cheeks again, that tongue sliding up her sperm-slicked hole. She pushed her ass out and put her hand back and ran it thorough his hair, pulling him it. "That's it baby, just go and get it. Go get it. Yeah. Dirty boy, so hot. I love it." She wiggled her sweaty asscheeks over his face as he lapped at her hole.

He ate it for a few minutes and then pulled off, his face sweaty, looking up at her. "Ok. We can go. I'm sorry, I just had to do that. You don't think I'm weird, do you?"

She stared at him for a moment and then gave a loud "HA! You've got a lot to learn." She walked the rest of the way up the stairs and into the living room. "You want to watch some TV?" She curled up on one of the large couches, resting on one hip with her sore and cum-streaked ass tilted to the side, where Tom sat down. She raised her eyebrow, "What else have you got in that bag? You seem really attached to it."

"Some more weed. If you want some." She nodded. "He handed her a joint he had pre-rolled and a lighter. "And, um, this DVD of my favourite anal porn scenes. I was like thinking we could watch it while we fuck."

She light the joint and exhaled a big cloud. "Throw it on." She pointed to the big-screen TV against one wall.

He set it up and sat down again and hit play. Pretty soon the screen was filled with scenes of beautiful young women getting fucked hard and rough anally by large thick cocks, both black and white. They watched quietly as the large cocks fucked the asses hard, pulling out only for a mouth to suck them for a moment, stretching out the asses of women beautiful enough to be models until they gaped for the camera, sometimes fitting two of those massive cocks in a hole at the same time. Veronica and Tom passed the joint back and forth until it was smoked to the end.

Veronica sat up closer to Tom and reached out to cup his balls. "So, was that enough assfucking for you to go out with my daughter again a few times or do should we do it again just to be sure?" Her hand moved to his half-hard cock and started stroking it.

"Ummm...." He felt his cock throb and get harder. "Yeah, that seems like a good idea. Ohh Mrs. Andrews."

She put her free hand on the back of his head and pulled his face to her breasts as she kept jerking him with her other hand. Tom got his lips around them right away, his hands going to her breasts too, cupping them, holding them up so he could suck at the nipples, getting them all wet with his spit.

Veronica moaned as she felt his warm wet sucking mouth. "Oh yes, Tommy, you like those big warm tits, don't you?" He moaned in the affirmative. "Your mom has a pair just like them doesn't she?"

Tom kept sucking and then popped his mouth off, just staring up at her for a moment. Veronica felt his cock get rock-hard in her hand. "Oh my god, Mrs. Andrews, you're so dirty!" He pushed her hard nipples close together and lapped at them both.

Veronica pushed him back against the couch and then turned and dropped to her knees in front of him. She gave him a smile, "Wow, I'm pretty stoned," she laughed, then wrapped her breasts around his cock and worked them up and down as her tongue lapped at his cockhead. "Do you smoke weed with my daughter?" she asked as she kept working him.

"What? Oh, um..." Tom looked down at what she was doing to him.

She squeezed the soft warm breasts harder on his cock, "Tell the truth, baby."

"Oohh...yeah, just keep workin' me! Um, once or twice. Anne-Marie's not a pothead. But, um, occasionally..."

Veronica smiled up at him, "Maybe one day all three of us can get together and smoke some."

She laughed out loud at the expression on his face, and stood up, squeezing his cock with her hand, "Okay, I think you're ready, any more and you're gonna blow your load, and i need some pleasure too."

She turned around and faced the TV as she reached between her legs, holding his cock up as she flexed her thighs and sat her ass down on it.

Tom just looked forward and moaned and tried not to cum as he saw her big round mature ass descend on his cock, those sweaty round cheeks getting split as his hard cock pushed up into her asshole again, the feeling of his previous cumload still partly up in there, slicking his way along as he quickly got deep into her tight wet hole.

Veronica concentrated on simply working her ass up and down on that cock, using her thighs and calves, hearing the meaty slap of her ass every time she brought it down hard on the cock of her daughter's boyfriend. She put a hand on her pussy and rubbed it wildly as she looked to the screen and saw a well-hung black man fucking some eastern European blonde in her asshole, while another blonde kneeled behind him and pushed her face in his ass, licking out his black asshole. "Mmm, fucking filthy!" Veronica growled and rubbed her pussy harder as she slammed that ass down faster, sometimes giving little grinds on Tom's cock when she took him balls-deep.

Tom was gasping, leaning back into the couch, half-closing his eyes, pulling on his hair, trying to do anything not to blow another load too soon as that big meaty round ass slammed down on him over and over, those sweaty thick round asscheeks shining and shaking, the tight hot forbidden feel of her asshole gripping his cock. He saw the sides of her large breasts as they bounced up and down with her. Tom realized that this mature woman was going to make him cum again faster than any girl had before, that he was having trouble handling so much ass and tits. He'd started with control but somehow she'd become the aggressor, and he had a fleeting thought that she would be the kind that even knocked on his bedroom window in the middle of the night, eager and demanding...

"OH FUCK!!!" Veronica rubbed her pussy hard and slammed her ass down roughly on Tom's cock and kept it there, grinding it around in little circles as she started to orgasm, bucking her asshole back and around on his cock like an animal. Tom felt her anal walls clench on his cock and it was too much for him and he started to cum as well, pumping out another load up inside her.

As her orgasm subsided she fell backwards into Tom, still feeling his cock pumping out sperm into her asshole, his hands reaching around her to hold her breasts as their sweaty bodies slowly rubbed on each other, their mouths panting, the weed smoke still heavy in the air of the living room as the hardcore anal porn kept playing on the big screen.

A quiet moment on the soundtrack allowed them to hear, a few steps away from the entrance to the living room, the sound of the front door unlocking and opening, and the first steps of feet on the hard tile floor.

THE END