Filled!

by Lexi Hots

  She wept into Mia’s face, her body a limp mass of quivering ecstasy. Dirk pulled out of her and jabbed his cum coated cock into Mia’s wide open pussy under Liz’s spent one. The redhead squealed out loud as her step-brother began pounding her with an animalistic urgency. Liz still sprawled over Mia as the redhead got impaled by the ten inch cock. She felt her body recovering for the earth shaking orgasm she experienced and the sight of Mia getting fucked right under her aroused her senses anew.

  “Oh, god!” She moaned. “Mia, this is all so insane… I could have never in my wildest dreams…”

  “Dreams are for dreamers, Liz.” Mia gasped. “Live life to the full… experience everything.”

  “I know, Bestie.” Liz nodded, pushing her sexy ass back at Dirk as he humped Mia. “And I have you to thank for it.”

  “And I must thank you.” The redhead panted. “Or else I’d have never known… Dirk was more useful to me other than being an idiot step-brother.”

  “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Dirk wheezed. “I think.”

  ***

  “You’ve earned it, stud.” Mia moaned, feeling her second orgasm rise up within her.

  Mia’s belly clenched under Liz, and she grabbed at the brunette frenetically. She screamed out her step-brother’s name as her orgasm exploded all over his grinding tool.

  “Three strikes and I’m still on the home plate.” Dirk joked, his breath coming in short gasps. “It’s time I hit one for the team.”

  “Oh, shit, Dirk… don’t cum inside me.” Mia suddenly cried out, wide eyed. “I’m not on the pill.”

  “Augh, hell.” He grunted. ‘I’m on the verge… urkk.”

  “Liz?” Mia looked up.

  “I’m never on the pill.” The brunette was alarmed. “I never dreamt I’d ever get knocked up.”

  “To hell with you two.” Dirk gasped. “I’m going to blow my load.”

  “No, wait.” Mia cried out. “We want a taste, don’t we, Liz?

  “Er… I… I don’t know…” The other woman looked at Dirk in uncertainty.

  His bald head was gleaming and his face was red and twisted. He wasn’t kidding about blowing his wad right away. He grunted and pulled out of his step-sister, leaning back and grabbing his rock hard cock. His fist moved in a blur and his breath was high and ragged.

  “Come on, Dirk.” Mia yelled, sitting up and leaning in under his surging cock. “Cum all over me, in my mouth, on my face, all fucking over me.”

  “Hell, yeah!” The muscular man groaned and thrust his pelvis forward. His whole body shuddered as a streak of thick, gooey man-cream hit escape velocity and shot right into Mia’s open mouth. She closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue as a stream of the same followed the first salvo.

  Liz suddenly felt left out and pushed in beside her best friend. Mia grinned, her face a mess of sweat and semen, and pushed his spewing cock toward Liz. The brunette hungrily popped the red hot cockhead into her mouth, her eyes wide in wonder. Dirk sure had a load to deliver, her cheeks filled to capacity, she tried to swallow it all but it dribbled down her chin and the sides of her hungry mouth.

  “Can’t waste a drop of that good stuff.” Mia said huskily, licking the excess off Liz’s face.

  “Oh, yeah… “Dirk groaned. “Lap it up, ladies… and there’s plenty more where that came from.”

  “Ah, now I do love the sound of that.” Mia laughed, pulling his cock away from Liz to savor the last few drops dribbling out of it.

  Liz leaned back, feeling strangely invigorated and satisfied at the same time. She looked up at Dirk and he gave her a smile.

  “Welcome to the good life, Miss Mazarich.” He said, caressing his step-sisters hair as she sucked him dry. “You’re going to love every minute of it here.”

  “Oh, I already am, Mister Parrish, I already am.” Liz smiled.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 63

  “Why are we going to a church to get a sex talk?” Holly laughed flipping a strand of long, red hair over her shoulder.

  Stephanie looked even more uncomfortable than she did before. She swept blond bangs off her forehead. “It’s not a church. It’s a community center.”

  “You know Becky that works at the university registrar’s office?” Holly asked as they walked past the letter board which read: Safe Sexy Living for Girls – Dr. Stella Craft. “Yeah, she goes to church here. It’s one of those everyone praying at once rolling on the floor churches too. I’m not judging, but I’m not sure I want to learn about sex from those people.”

  Stephanie groaned. “They probably just use it on Sundays. My grandmother plays Mahjong here on Wednesdays. Think of it as learning sex in a Mahjong hall.”

  Holly stopped outside the double doors of the lecture room with stadium seating. “Yeah, that’s even creepier. I’m leaving.”

  Stephanie grabbed her arm. “No. Don’t you dare leave me alone with my sister and the Sex Lady.”

  Holly laughed sharply enough to echo off the ceiling. “Sex Lady? What kind of weird party are you taking me to? Who is the sex lady?”

  “Dr. Craft. She works at the same clinic as my older sister, Melody. Craft does this safe, sexy talk for college girls and my sister is making me come to this one.”

  “We’re sophomores in college,” Holly said, “How do you not know about sex by now and how does you sister make you do anything?”

  Stephanie looked down. “I don’t want to say.”

  Holly tilted her head. “Tell me.”

  Stephanie walked into the room. “It’s embarrassing.”

  Holly followed and sat down next to Stephanie on the back row. Other girls were seated closer to the front. Holly recognized some of them, but they were mostly freshmen. Holly thought they might have gotten cultural arts community credits for attending the lecture. Holly already had all she needed from her performances with the school choir and her cross country competitions.

  “Tell me or I’m leaving.”

  Stephanie sighed and looked around. She leaned close and whispered. “My sister caught me giving Tyson a blowjob in my parents’ bed. She found out later we weren’t using protection when we fucked. She threatened to tell our dad, if I didn’t attend this and then come into the clinic to pick up birth control, okay?”

  Holly laughed out loud and some of the girls near the front turned around.

  Stephanie waved her hands and hissed. “Shut up, bitch. Damn.”

  Holly covered her mouth and said, “That’s why you need to live on campus with me, stupid.”

  “Believe me, I’d love to, but we live in town and my parents are paying, so no go.”

  “On your parents’ bed?” Holly pinched her nose and stifled a laugh. “That’s precious. It’s like you’re still in high school.”

  “At least I’ve done something,” Stephanie said.

  Holly swallowed and cleared her throat. “I’m waiting for the right guy.”

  “You just turned nineteen,” Stephanie said. “It must be getting pretty dusty down there. You need this talk more than I do.”

  Holly looked away. “Stop.”

  “Sorry. You have to have had opportunities though. You have that tight, runner’s body. What gives?”

  Holly shook her head. “Boys are so stupid. All the ones I know are rude or stink or are empty headed. I can barely stand to be around them much les think about … you know.”

  Stephanie laughed. “I wasn’t sucking Tyson’s brain, bitch.”

  Holly covered her mouth. “How big is it?”

  “I can barely wrap my hand around it. When I climb on top, I feel like I’m riding a flagpole. It is so good.”

  Holly shook her head as her face reddened to match her hair. “Your parents would be so proud. You should let your sister tell.”

  “Oh, Jesus, Holly. If my dad knew I was fucking a black guy, he would run me up a flag pole and not the one between Ty’s legs. I can’t even im
agine. So here I am.”

  Holly snorted. “Here we are.”

  Stephanie squeezed Holly’s arm. “You are a good friend. I’ll let you have a go at Tyson. You and I can tag team him. I could use the help.”

  Holly swatted at Stephanie, but accidentally hit her in one of her big boobs. They were firmer than she expected. Holly didn’t have a lot in that department. She barely had to wear a bra at all except when she ran. She had enough to bounce on a run.

  Stephanie covered her boob and dropped open her mouth. “Oh, you want to get started already.”

  Before Holly could respond, two women took the stage and introduced themselves. Stephanie’s sister Melody didn’t look much older than Stephanie. She was blond like Stephanie, but had her hair cropped into a chin length pixie cut. It was cute. Melody had heavy, firm boobs like Stephanie.

  Holly whispered. “How old is your sister?”

  “Just turned twenty-four.”

  Dr. Stella Craft was older. Holly estimated early forties. It showed in her face a little. She had big breasts too – bigger than Melody even. They pressed against her coat and blouse. Holly waited to see if a button would fly off and they would come spilling out. Stella had long, dark hair. Holly found herself wondering if it was soft. She wore stiletto heels that tightened her calves and lifted her ass into a muscular curve. Stella must have been into squats, Holly thought.

  As they went through discussions of safe sex and sexy games that did not involve penetration, Holly felt a little turned on. She started to think that maybe she should take a ride on one of the stupid boys. She even considered Stephanie’s tag team offer. Holly glanced at Stephanie. She decided Steph was probably kidding.

  Stephanie was sliding deeper and deeper into her seat.

  Holly whispered. “What’s wrong?”

  “This is so embarrassing. If my sister says penetration one more time, I’m going to penetrate my head on a flag pole.”

  Holly smiled and poked at Stephanie’s mouth with her finger. “That’s how you ended up here in the first place.”

  “Stop. My sister is looking up here. I don’t want her to point me out.”

  As Stephanie spoke, her lips and tongue brushed Holly’s finger. She shivered and her finger lingered on Stephanie’s lips a moment longer. Holly could see why Tyson would enjoy the touch of those lips.

  “My sister is here today,” Melody said.

  Holly dropped her finger away from Stephanie’s mouth.

  “Oh,” Stella said, “that is wonderful. Where is she? Stand up, please.”

  Melody smiled on stage and pointed up to the back row. “Stand up, Stephie.”

  Stephanie sighed and stood. She waved and the other girls clapped. Stephanie quickly sat back down.

  “She brought a friend,” Stella said. “That’s great. Spread the knowledge. Who’s your friend, Stephie?”

  Stephanie covered her face.

  Melody squinted and said, “That is Holly.”

  Stella said, “Well, you two come down front after we’re done and we’ll have a special gift for both of you.”

  They continued on with the talk.

  Holly leaned over. “Do you think the gift is sex toys?”

  Stephanie covered her head and slumped down further. “I’m just going to tell my dad so he will kill me.”

  Holly sniffed out a single laugh. “I think it’s almost over.”

  Dr. Stella Craft clicked a remote and a slide popped onto the screen. The girls yelled. Stella said, “This, girls, is a penis … with advanced stage syphilis.”

  Holly looked away and Stephanie groaned under her arms.

  After the event, the girls clapped and started filtering out. Holly took a few steps down from the back row and then realized she was alone. She looked back and saw Stephanie shuffling toward the doors.

  “Hey,” Holly called. “We’re supposed to go down and see them. Where are you going?”

  “Like hell I’m going down there.” Stephanie kept moving toward the door as she spoke. “That woman is crazy and my sister will just keep saying penetration to mess with me. You’re on your own.”

  “Thanks a lot. I was here for you.”

  Stephanie was gone before Holly was finished talking. She looked back down toward the stage and considered bailing herself. The last couple girls that stayed to talk were leaving too. Holly sighed and walked down the steps to Melody and Dr. Craft’s stage.

  Melody smiled at her and stepped away from the case where she was packing away the display boards with terrifying statistics. Holly thought of the slides of diseased penises again and almost gagged.

  “Where did Stephanie go?”

  Holly smiled and shrugged. “I think she had a lab or a class or had to study or something.”

  “It’s a Saturday,” Melody said and rolled her eyes. “I’ve seen the kind of studying Stephanie does on Saturdays and it is not in books.”

  “Still biology though,” Holly said. After the words left her lips, her eyes widened. She had met Melody a couple times briefly, but she wasn’t sure if they were in a place to joke with each other like that.

  Melody laughed and Holly felt more at ease. Her pixie hair tossed around her face and Holly swallowed.

  Stella Craft stepped down and towered over both girls in her heels. “This is your sister? No. You are the friend. I saw that red hair from up here.”

  Stella ran her fingers down through Holly’s hair and Holly shivered. She fought the urge to reach out and play with Stella’s hair.

  “Yes, um, Stephanie had to leave to study maybe.” Holly looked at Melody who rolled her eyes. “Or she was afraid her sister was going to say penetration again and embarrass her.”

  Both women laughed and Stella gripped Holly’s shoulder and lingered there. Holly felt warm and found herself hoping Stella wouldn’t let go. She didn’t.

  “The second one is more likely,” Melody said.

  Holly shrugged and was worried Stella was going to misinterpret the move as Holly pushing her hand away, but instead, Dr. Craft’s hand moved to the back of Holly’s neck. Holly felt hot in the face.

  “I study on Saturdays,” she said.

  Melody smiled and looked Holly up and down. “I bet you have to with being a music major.”

  “What kind of music?” Stella’s attention on Holly felt good.

  “I play piano and sing.”

  Stella smiled and looked at Melody as she rubbed Holly’s neck. “Nice. She’s good with her hands and mouth.”

  Melody smiled and winked at Stella.

  “Well …” Holly wasn’t sure what the rest of the sentence was going to be, so she just stopped talking.

  “Holly’s a runner too,” Melody said.

  “You must stay fit and healthy,” Stella noted.

  Holly shrugged again and Stella’s hand slid from Holly’s neck to the middle of her back. Stella rubbed in a circle and Holly wondered if she could tell that Holly wasn’t wearing a bra.

  Melody nodded. “Cross country.”

  “Mmm,” Stella hummed. Her hand slid down to Holly’s waist. It felt like two of Stella’s fingers slid into the waistband of her shorts in the back. They were elastic. Holly hadn’t dressed up because she wasn’t expecting to be the center of anyone’s attention today. If Stella pulled, she could take them right off her. The thought made Holly tingle. She wondered if Stella could tell she wasn’t wearing panties. Holly usually didn’t unless she was running in a meet. No one ever explored down there except her, so it hadn’t been a concern before. Stella said, “You must have some good endurance.”

  “Well, tell Stephanie I’m glad she came,” Melody said, “but she has to come in for the birth control or she hasn’t completed our deal. Also, tell her I said penetration a bunch.”

  They all laughed. Afterward, Holly swore Stella’s hand was deeper in Holly’s shorts, but she decided it was her imagination.

  “You should come in too,” Stella said. “That’s actually what I was going
to offer you two when you came down was the free exam. Come by and get a check up and we’ll set you up with birth control too.”