by Bianca James
Bending over to take his turn, Dan clasped his hands behind his back as he took the shot glass in his mouth before tossing it back with a flourish. After he returned the glass to Karla’s sexy tummy, he paused to survey her from head to toe. He very much liked what he saw. Man, she’s hot.
Dan reloaded for Kurt to take his shot. Karla watched as Kurt devoured her with his gaze. They both had lust in their eyes, but Dan’s look had an edge she couldn’t quite categorize. Whatever it was, she liked it. Very much. Maybe it was the fact that he shouldn’t have been looking at someone her age in ‘that way’ at all.
Before she realized what was happening, Dan covered her mouth with his and kissed her deeply, a kiss that did little to mask the passion behind it. No tentative or exploratory meeting of the lips and waiting for a response. His mouth engulfed hers hungrily and she could taste vodka residue on his tongue as he explored her intensely.
Karla was a willing participant of Dan’s bold advance. His mouth had barely touched hers when she opened to receive him, to return the kiss with equal passion. Although she tried to convince herself that this wasn’t part of the plan, she knew that, subconsciously at least, it always had been. Making out with the tattooed, bad boy Dan, lying almost naked on the dining table while Kurt watched them from the other side was a big turn on and she felt the warm, wet feeling of anticipation building between her thighs and in her belly. Her arousal combined with the vodka shots to cast aside any remaining inhibitions. She was ready for this.
As if sensing that she had relinquished control to her sexual urges through her body language, Kurt began kissing her delicate feet, one at a time. Normally, Karla didn’t like her feet being touched. They were way too sensitive and ticklish. They weren’t now, though, as she felt him kiss the tops of her feet, working his way from her slender ankles to her immaculately painted toes. Each delicate toe received equal attention, as he moved from one foot to the other.
As Dan continued to kiss her and occasionally nibble her upper lip, his hands began to caress her midriff in a gentle, circular pattern. Her abs tensed at the sensation and she arched her back and raised her hips as if to encourage further exploration. Sensing this, he worked his way up to her breasts. Cupping one in his hand, he squeezed then circled his fingers around the nipple to gauge her response. Feeling it harden beneath the fabric of her bra was all the encouragement he needed before seizing the opportunity to slide his hands under her arched back and unfasten and remove the bra.
As he bent over to reach under her, Karla felt his erection through his pants as it brushed against her cheek. She liked that she made him hard. She liked how wrong it felt, too. She was being a very bad girl and loving every minute of it. Karla extended her arms and unbuttoned Dan’s pants.
Let’s see what jail time does to the size of a guy’s hard on, she thought.
By now, Kurt had stripped off his T shirt and was massaging the soles of Karla’s feet with his soft, gentle hands. They felt different to Dan’s rough, calloused hands, but still arousing in their own way. She loved how he pressed his thumbs into the sensitive areas in her heels and inside the ball of her foot. She moaned with pleasure. She’d never had a foot massage before and regretted not having tried it.
Releasing her feet and resting them against his hips, Kurt continued his massage, working his fingers and thumbs into Karla’s shapely calf muscles. Occasionally, he would hover behind her knee and ever so slightly tickle her there with the tips of his fingers. She had no idea how someone could find her sensitive areas so easily.
Tossing her bra on a nearby chair, Dan stopped to admire how perfect Karla’s breasts looked. Stunning was the word that came immediately to mind. Slowly, almost reverently, he took them in his hands and caressed them, allowing her already highly erect nipples to press into his palms before rolling each nipple between his fingers and thumb, causing them to become even more pronounced as the surrounding areola erupted into little goose bumps. His hands were rough, like a tradesman’s hands. And she loved that edgy, rough feeling against her delicate skin.
As his warm, wet tongue explored his handiwork, Karla arched her back again, forcing her breast further into his mouth, resisting the temptation to grab his head and push it down on her. Somehow, maintaining a submissive posture seemed more exciting. Encircling each nipple with the tip of his tongue, Dan proceeded to run it up the side of the nipple before pressing down on its peak. Each time he did this, Karla released an involuntary shudder. Her breathing quickened pace and her heart raced, as much in anticipation of what might come next as what she was currently experiencing.
After a few moments of exploring each other’s mouths with curious and hungry tongues, he returned to the breasts that seemed tailor made for his mouth and carried on where he had left off. Taking a nipple between his lips, he sucked it, allowing it to roll between his lips as it pulsated in and out before releasing it. Karla moaned and squirmed as he performed his signature technique alternately on each nipple until she couldn’t take any more.
“Oh, God. Stop. That’s enough. It feels so good it hurts,” Karla pleaded.
Before stopping, Dan sucked and firmly bit the warm, tender flesh of her breast, leaving a red mark on each breast. His mark. It pleased her to see that he had left his mark on her.
By now, Kurt had worked his way up to Karla’s thighs and continued on up until his fingers brushed across the sheer fabric of her panties. He paused and lightly touched her sex through the silky fabric.
“Is this alright?” he asked.
“Alright? Are you kidding? It’s divine,” was all she could say in reply. Her mind was elsewhere and she didn’t want to interrupt the moment with conversation.
His fingers slid beneath the waist band of her panties, exploring the delectably soft skin that remained covered. Karla raised her hips, allowing Kurt to slip the panties over her butt and down her legs, before discarding them altogether.
Bending over to kiss her navel, Kurt continued to gently place kisses, slowly and deliberately in a straight line toward his ultimate goal. He could smell her arousal and was drawn to the seductive aroma like a moth to a flame. But he knew better than to rush to her sex, no matter how ready she was. Slow seduction. Not something she would have expected. Kurt was full of surprises.
Gently nudging her legs further apart, he directed his attention to her inner thighs, kissing her tenderly while enjoying her scent. By now, his own arousal threatened to burst from his fitted jeans and was causing considerable discomfort. As he worked his way up and started licking her moist pussy lips, he began to unfasten and shimmy himself out of his jeans and boxers. He was now totally naked, a sight Karla could only imagine, as she was otherwise occupied.
It took very little encouragement for Dan to remove his boxers, also. Now his erect manhood was released from captivity and wanting some of the same attention which he had bestowed on Karla. He didn’t have to wait long to be pleasantly surprised.
Reaching behind her head, she took Dan’s magnificent cock in her hands and enjoyed the feeling of power as she felt it respond to her touch. She loved how it looked and how it felt and knew, instinctively, that it was the perfect size to reach her newly discovered pleasure centers.
Sliding back across the table further, so that her neck now rested on the edge, Karla was able to tilt her head even further back. A necessary prerequisite for what she had in mind. An assertive pull on his cock was all the direction Kurt needed to move forward to straddle Karla’s head, with his balls suspended above her mouth and his rigid member pointing toward her breasts. Perfect, thought Karla as she set to work, keen to see if the idea that seemed good in her head would work in practice.
Wrapping her hand around Dan’s thick shaft, she began to stroke him, slowly and firmly. As he hardened even more at her exquisite touch, his balls began to tighten, her cue for the next phase of her plan. Lifting her head she gave them a teasing flick with her tongue before returning her head to a more comfortable position.
Dan lowered himself to allow his sensitive sack to rest against her mouth. His instincts proved correct when he felt Karla’s warm, inviting mouth engulf his balls as she sucked them. Releasing them, she licked again, at first with only the tip followed by the full width of her moist tongue. This wasn’t Dan’s first such experience at being tea bagged but he made a mental note to remember how Karla did it. She was a natural. Karla resumed stroking his cock and licking his balls at the same time. Dan was fully immersed in the moment and enjoying the experience more than he had enjoyed anything in quite a while.
Intoxicated by the aroma of her dripping pussy, Kurt licked and kissed her inner thighs while working his way toward the source of her scent. As she raised her hips to bring it to him, he ran his tongue over her outer lips, bypassing her slick opening and straight up to the smooth, shaved expanse above. He continued to kiss her lower belly and felt her abs contract and spasm as her desire to be touched deeper drove her to the point of begging. Fuck, that’s it. I give in.
“Please Kurt, touch me. I don’t care what you do. I can’t stand being teased any longer.”
He pushed her legs wider and used his thumbs to spread her lips apart to reveal her glistening inner folds. His tongue quickly found the source of the scent and he began to lick her pink, glistening inner lips, savoring her taste and smell at the same time. The more she moaned, the more she thrust her hips, forcing her deeper into his mouth, the more aroused he became. His rock hard cock was aching and ready to be satisfied.
Lying across the table, Karla’s head hung over one side, while her legs, from the knees down, hung over the other side. She imagined how this might look, with two hot, fit, muscular guys working at either end to satisfy her.
Shit! One of them is my stepbrother, she thought with alarm.
And one of them is the same age as my stepfather!
Then the thought was a distant memory as Kurt spread her legs even wider so that her feet nudged his manhood, which had been released from his boxers earlier. With her hands and mouth fully occupied with Dan, and given the proximity of Dan’s hardened member, the only way to touch and explore him was to use her feet. She managed to figure out where his cock was so that she could trap him between the soles of her feet. He seemed to be enjoying her feet earlier, so maybe this would keep him amused for a while.
While he continued to devour her pussy, Kurt repositioned himself to allow Karla unfettered access to his aching manhood. He wanted to feel her, any part of her, against it. Hungry for her touch, he didn’t care where it came from, so long as it was from her.
After a few strokes of his cock with the soft arches of her feet, Karla felt him harden as he began to thrust himself between the soles of her feet, as if he were fucking them. She was pleased that he enjoyed her novel approach because it was all that she could do for him at that moment. His moans of pleasure suggested to her that he was happy with what she was doing for him. She’d never given a guy a foot job before and found it thrilling and quite sexy.
Removing his balls from her mouth, Dan thrust his hips back to bring the head of his cock to rest against Karla’s plump red lips. When she opened her mouth to receive him, his wildest dreams became a reality. She adjusted the angle of her head to allow him to slip his shiny, blood-engorged head into her mouth. Although she nearly gagged at first, it wasn’t long before she felt the thrill of having Dan’s cock in her mouth while her stepbrother licked her pussy.
Being careful not to be too vigorous, Dan ventured deeper until his throbbing, bulbous head was well inside Karla’s mouth. He paused so that she could get comfortable with the angle and confident that he wasn’t going to gag her by being forceful. When she started to massage the sensitive underside of his head with her tongue, he knew she was ready for more.
Unable to move her head to control how deep he went, Karla reached overhead and wrapped her hands around Dan’s butt to guide his movement. His lower body was flexed to maintain his position, straddled across her face, which accentuated the tightness of his butt. She loved how his tight ass felt in her hands.
Opening her mouth, she carefully pulled him toward her, taking more of his length in as the head passed her tongue and came to rest in the tightness of her throat. A mild gag reflex caused her to push him back so that she could swallow, after which she took him deep again.
“Fuck that feels good. God, I’m so close. I’m not sure I can hold it. Are you ready to swallow your Daddy’s load?” Dan moaned.
Did he just call me…
Sensing her surprise, Dan commanded, “That’s what I want you to call me. I want you to call me Daddy.”
“And me,” Kurt growled. “I want to be your daddy, too.”
Fuck me, double teamed by two hot daddies. Karla had never been so aroused in her life.
Circling her protruding clit with his tongue, Kurt felt Karla’s arousal heighten even further. He didn’t think that was possible. Like Dan, Kurt was close to coming, too, from the sexy cock rub he was receiving from her nimble little feet. He pressed the surface of his tongue firmly against the swollen bud and with a slow, deliberate action, licked it with the entire length of his tongue. This proved too much for Karla and she abandoned her foot play to bring her legs up and over Kurt’s shoulders, digging into his rippling upper back muscles, forcing his tongue harder against her clit.
Kurt gave her clit a reprieve and inserted his tongue fully into the opening below. It was immediately awash with the juices that had been welling up in there while he had been working her clit. Pushing the full length of his tongue in as far as he was able, he felt Karla lift each foot, in turn, before pounding them into his shoulder blades, as if to hammer him deeper inside with her heels. In response, he withdrew part way, and then thrust his tongue back in again, over and over, tongue fucking her like there was no tomorrow.
Karla was about to erupt as waves of near orgasmic pleasure pulsed from her tongue- fucked pussy all the way through her abdomen, when Kurt stopped sucking on her clit.
Man! What are you doing? Don’t stop! She willed him to keep going.
A moment later, she felt a finger slip inside the slick opening, filling the void left by the magic tongue. As his finger probed for the telltale bumps of her G-Spot, Karla shifted her butt slightly to guide him. With that, he began to massage it from side to side with the perfect degree of pressure.
Oh, yeah! Now we’re in business.
Once he’d found it, Kurt continued to rub the stimulated area as he prepared himself for the big finale, bringing his lips back down to suck her soft, pink clit. After a few sucks, the ripe bud was exposed and rubbing against his tight lips, sending Karla to a whole new level as the combined G-Spot and clit workout brought her to the very brink. With unrestrained desire, she arched her back to increase the pressure on Kurt’s finger and slammed his back with her legs to show him she wanted more.
Unable to control it any longer, Karla surrendered all control and let her pent up orgasm have free reign. Like an unstoppable wave, it built up between her legs, working its way through her hot pussy where her muscles went into spasm and gripped Kurt’s finger with a force that took him by surprise. Every muscle of her body tensed before her mind was blown by the most intense and prolonged orgasm she could ever have imagined. It seemed relentless as Kurt continued to perform his tricks, causing wave after wave of pleasure.
Finally, she collapsed, every muscle now spent from the exertions of her climax. Her now gratified pussy released Kurt’s finger and he was able to come up for air, knowing he’d delivered the goods and hoping she might now relieve him of the pressure that had been building up in his balls.
As Karla gave herself up to the inevitable climax, she began to moan. At least, as much as she was able to with Kurt’s big, fat cock buried deep in her mouth. The sensation of her trying to scream and moan in ecstasy was something Dan would never forget. He couldn’t find the words to even begin to describe how it felt to have the piercing vibrations travel through e
very inch of his engorged member, right through to his tight and fully loaded balls.
It was enough to push him close to the edge, but he wasn’t sure if she wanted him that way or not, so he focused on trying to hold back. That became more challenging though, when Karla’s orgasm overwhelmed her, and her throat, like every other part of her body, went into spasm and constricted around the head of his cock. That feeling, like the moaning, was new and unexpected. Dan struggled to push back the overpowering urge to come and release the load he held in his tight sack. He knew the longer he held out, the more earth shattering the final climax would be.
Kurt’s cock was also at bursting point. Giving Karla such a wild and unbridled orgasm had turned him on more than he had expected. He wanted her. He wanted her now and he wanted her bad.
Releasing Dan’s manhood from her mouth, she looked at it closely for the first time. It was a gorgeous piece of work, just how she liked it—thick, bulbous head and long enough to satisfy without being long enough to cause discomfort. Perfect. The purplish color of the head, the pulsing veins clearly visible along the shaft and the way his balls had tightened, ready to force their load into her, were all unmistakable signs that he was ready and about to come, no matter how hard he tried to hold it back.
Spinning herself over, after untangling her legs from around Kurt’s neck, she lay on her stomach, considering the possibilities. The she crawled seductively onto all fours, her back arched like a prowling cat, she crawled across the table toward Dan, whose dick was still twitching and pointing toward the ceiling as if begging for relief.
Okay, that should leave enough room behind me, she thought, as she supported herself with one hand and wrapped the other around Dan’s throbbing cock and began to stroke it while flicking the underside of the head with the tip of her tongue.