by R. C. Curtis
But Debby.
Her pussy was savage and feral. It never stopped moving, or convulsing. It fed on my cock as recklessly as my cock buried itself in her.
At one point my cock slipped out, and Debby cried out in dismay. She was still moving, her hips alive, when she reached down and grabbed it again. I held still. She had her eyes closed, then she looked at me, her face angelic.
She dipped the head of my cock in her pussy, wetting it, but not letting go. Then she moved it back, between her buttocks. She let it nudge against her, then released it.
I pushed up slowly. She pulled me close, her breasts bobbling against my throat. She exhaled. I felt her anus open. Debby lowered herself as I pressed gently upward, and then my cock was in her ass. I held still, to let her take it, but she began to lift her ass up and down on my cock, stoking it.
I needed no other urging, and began to fuck her ass.
She didn’t last long.
She leaned close against me as I ass fucked her from below, and she started to whimper. Her cries got shorter and sharper, until she finally held her breath, her arms wrapped tight around my neck. Then she bounced on my cock, shuddering and crying out loudly as she came.
She wasn’t quiet at all this time, and her thighs shook as she quivered and spasmed. She held me so tight. Her rectum contracted around my cock. I could feel the ring open and close.
Her face was against my neck. She cuddled in close. “I love you,” she whispered.
I felt her suddenly tense.
I smiled. “I love you too Debby,” I said casually.
She lay back on the bed now, her head at the foot of the bed. She held out her hands. “Finish me,” she pleaded.
I moved between her thighs, and slipped my cock into her pussy. Debby was spent, her body limp and exhausted under me. I looked down at her body as I fucked her steadily. I was ready, more than ready, and in a couple of minutes I suddenly clenched, my eyes staring, and gasped as I spilled my pent-up sperm into her body.
We both lay together exhausted. We got the sheets sorted out, arranged ourselves, and clung together as we slipped into the satiated darkness.
Getting It. In the End.
When we woke up the next morning the previous day’s awkwardness was long gone. We had made love in the night, and we genuinely liked each other.
The fondness spilled over into actual flirting the next day.
Kelly wasn’t as comfortable with it as she had thought she would be.
“You guys are happy,” she observed at breakfast.
She was wearing this little silk robe. It covered her body, but every wonderful curve showed through. She looked stunning, as always. She always makes my heart leap.
Debby and I looked at each other and smiled. “Nothing like a good night’s sleep,” I said.
Debby agreed.
Later, Kelly took me aside. “You guys fucked, didn’t you?”
I trod carefully. “Weren’t we supposed to? Wasn’t that your plan all along?”
“Kind of,” said Kelly. “I’m not sure I like it.”
“Well, you should. You can fuck Brandon without any guilt about how I’m doing. You don’t have to worry about being exclusive.”
Kelly didn’t look convinced. “I don’t know,” she said. “I think I’d rather be shared.”
“Does Brandon know this?”
Kelly shook her head. “No I just thought of it.”
“If you want, Debby and I can leave each other alone.”
“I don’t know,” Kelly said slowly. “It’s fair, but I don’t know if I like it. You guys seem to really like each other.”
“I’ve always liked Debby,” I said.
“I know. I’m just kind of wondering about stuff.”
Kelly paused a moment. “How was she?” she asked. “What did you guys do?”
“Do you really want to know?”
Kelly shrugged. “Not really. But was it good?”
“She’s great. She’s a nice person and I like her, so it was great.”
“Is she better than me?” asked Kelly.
“Nobody’s better than you.” Kelly half smiled.
“And I thought of you,” I added. “I thought about you a lot. I always do.”
“Good,” said Kelly. She gave me a kiss, and went back to the kitchen.
The rest of day went by quickly. We went for a hike in a nearby canyon, and went all the way up into the national forest. We came back home, had a good dinner, had wine by the pool, watched Brandon and Kelly cuddle, then I took Debby back to the cabana and fucked her in the ass.
We were at ease with each other now. We fell into each other’s arms easily in the bedroom, and we fucked like long lost lovers. And maybe we were, you never know how life’s twists and turns go.
Afterwards we sat up in bed and talked.
Debby lay her head on my shoulder. “I call ‘dibs’ on you,” she said.
“Dibs?”
Her hand rested lightly on my thigh. “If Kelly ever divorces you.”
“And if I divorce Kelly?”
“You won’t,” she said plainly. “You aren’t that kind of guy.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“Back on the island, you know,” she continued, “when you and Kelly were dating I thought maybe I’d take a crack at you once you guys broke up. But you never did.” She sounded wistful. “I had a mini crush on you.”
“And why is that?” I asked lightly, not wanting to let things get maudlin.
“The way you treated her. The way you focused on her. The unconditional love.”
“Oh,” I said.
“Yeah,” Debby sighed. “I wanted some of that.”
“You’re getting some now.”
“I am,” she agreed. “It’s been a long time.”
She took a moment, a pregnant pause. “You know what? I haven’t fucked a guy since my divorce. Until last night.”
That was two years. “That’s impossible. Nobody can go two years without fucking.”
“I did,” she said. “I was done.”
“Well, welcome back to the land of sex,” I told her.
“Thank you,” she said.
The rest of the week followed the same script. I’d get home from work, have dinner, drinks by the pool, and then fuck Debby for a few hours. It suited both of us. I still ached for Kelly, but sliding my firm cock into Debby’s beautiful round ass really made it all a lot easier to bear.
Debby seemed to be thriving as well. She joked with me about seducing Brandon one night, just to steal Kelly’s boyfriend for a change. I saw the way Brandon looked at her. He was totally down for it. I wondered if I should give her a chance to get him alone, but I figured I’d better not aid and abet this one, since I had a vested interest in the outcome.
For Kelly, the week had the opposite effect. It seemed to get harder and harder for her. I could see it, in the way she talked, an edge in her voice.
Finally, she sought me out and pulled me aside after dinner, while Brandon and Debby sat out by the pool.
“Tomorrow’s Debby’s last day,” said Kelly.
“I know.”
She took a deep breath. “I fucked up.”
“How’s that Angel? Are you having trouble with Brandon?”
Kelly shook her head. “No, I mean Debby. I fucked up bringing her here.”
“I think she’s had a nice stay.”
Kelly’s eyes flashed. “She’s sucking up all the ‘you’ in this place. There isn’t enough of ‘you’ left to go around.”
She went on. “Plus I think she’s trying to steal you. Pay me back for the guys I stole from her. I never kept them, she could have had them back.”
“I don’t think you need to worry Kelly. No one is stealing me from you.”
She looked a little relieved.
She glanced around. “I promised Brandon I’d be exclusively his this week.”
“What did he say?”
“He didn’t care
. He doesn’t love me. He is just fucking me for fun. He just thinks I’m this old lady with great tits, a husband and a baby. He’s not getting involved.”
“And are you in love?”
Kelly shook her head. “I thought so, but now I know I’m not. I had fun thinking it for a while. I was so hot for Brandon.”
“He’s a good looking guy.”
“He is,” said Kelly. “And hung like a stallion. His cock drives me insane.”
I smiled at her. Always my Kelly.
“I don’t want to change anything tonight,” said Kelly. “But when Debby goes back home is it OK if Brandon moves back to the cabana?”
“You don’t want him in our bed anymore?” I asked.
“No. It was fun, but it’s done.”
“Do you want him to move out?”
Kelly’s eyes went wide. “No!”
I laughed.
“No,” said Kelly, “I still want him to fuck me, I just don’t want to be his girlfriend.”
“We can do that,” I said.
Kelly looked around the corner at the two of them outside. “They’re still talking,” she said. “Except she’s sitting next to him now. That’s odd.”
“Nice that they are getting along,” I said.
Kelly watched them for a moment, a little puzzled, but then she turned to me with a gleam in her eye.
“Want to do something bad?”
“With you?” I didn’t need to say anything more. She wouldn’t have waited for it anyway.
“Something I promised I wouldn’t do,” said Kelly, and she sank to her knees in front of me and started to fumble for my cock, pulling the zipper down. Leave it to Kelly to find a way to cheat, even if it’s cheating with her husband, instead of on him.
She took my cock into her mouth and started to nibble the tip and lick it. I had been caught off guard, and hadn’t had a chance to get erect, so Kelly nuzzled it to life with her face and lips.
“Oh, I’ve missed you,” she said to my cock.
She swallowed the length of me while I was not yet fully erect, and I grew hard and thick already down her throat. She looked so pleased, and she deep throated me briefly, then sucked me with her mouth again, and rubbed my cock on her face.
She stopped and pulled off her t-shirt, baring her impressive breasts. “Oh, I’ve missed them,” I said.
She smiled and put my cock in her cleavage, then held her boobs and began to slowly fuck my cock with her breasts. I was in heaven.
The soft billowy flesh surrounded my cock, it disappeared into the smooth perfect mass of her breasts. It felt exquisite. But Kelly can get bored of tit-fucking pretty quickly. She always has other things she wants to do.
She released my cock and stood up, and bent over the kitchen counter.
She didn’t say anything, just bent over on the counter.
I unsnapped her shorts and slid them off her hips. They dropped to the floor, and she kicked them away. She had a tiny little red thong on. It split her ass cheeks with just the tiniest red line of fabric.
“Is this new?” I asked.
“Brandon got them for me. Aren’t they cute?”
“They are indeed” I said, and slipped them off her body. She was nude, except for her sandals. I ran a hand over her ass.
She had a firm ass, round and smooth, an apple bottom ass. When she bent over her ass cheeks automatically opened and shower you her sweet little cleft, and above it, the snug little bud of her asshole. I ran my finger down the cleft of her ass, starting at her tailbone. I let my fingertip drift across the delicate radiating ridges of her asshole, and down to her already wet pussy
“Just wet it before you put it in,” said Kelly, not looking back.
I didn’t catch her meaning. “I know what my sister likes,” said Kelly. She wiggled her ass slightly. “Just wet it before you put it in me.”
Kelly rarely gets in the mod for anal. Sometimes she gets eager for it, but mostly she has to be convinced, and even then it is usually disappointing for her.
I bent down and ran my tongue over the pussy Brandon has been fucking all week, then slid up and over to her asshole, teasing it with my tongue, licking it, and lightly urging it to relax with my wet mouth and tongue.
“Don’t get mad if I don’t come, OK?” said Kelly.
I was too busy to answer.
Her little butt was wet from my mouth, but I also wet my finger with the generous flow between her pussy lips, and slowly slid the tip of my finger into her ass, caressing the outer sphincter, easing it open. I licked it again and kept teasing it to relax.
I heard Kelly sigh.
I slid it in a little farther, working on the inner ring of muscle, relaxing it gently. “That feels so good,” breathed Kelly. I kisses her beautiful butt cheeks and slid my finger all the way into her ass, and started exploring inside her rectum. I began to slowly finger fuck her ass. Kelly wriggled.
I could feel both sphincters open and relaxed now, and Kelly was responding to the movement of my finger inside her. I eased a second finger into her to help stretch her excited opening.
“Who’s the good girl?” I whispered to her.
“Not me,” said Kelly.
“Oh, you are being a very good girl,” I told her.
She nodded. “I am.”
Kelly was up on tiptoe, but she lowered herself now as I placed one hand on her ass and brought my cock between her thighs. I eased it into her pussy. She was soaked.
I wet it easily in her, then pulled it out and brought the head of my cock to her waiting anus. “I’ll go slow,” I said.
Kelly nodded. I felt her tense anyway, and I massaged her ass. “It’s OK,” I breathed. “We’re going to take our time.” I caressed her little opening again, and I felt the tension go out of it.
“How bad do you want this?” I asked her.
“Very,” said Kelly.
“Then you know it will feel good.”
I eased the head of my cock into her sphincter. She moaned quietly, a moan of anticipation. This was the biggest challenge for her. Once my bulbous head is in past her sphincter, the rest of the shaft slides in easily and Kelly’s little asshole closes snugly on the base of my cock.
She was ready.
The head moved in slowly past the sphincter, resting easily in her more spacious rectum. “Good girl,” I said.
“It feels OK,” said Kelly. “It feels really good.”
I began to move it slowly inside her, little quarter strokes that just got her ass used to the idea of something moving round inside it.
“Better?” I asked.
“Yes,” said Kelly, beginning to match my movements a little with her hips.
“Did Brandon fuck your ass this week?” I asked her.
I could only see the back of her head, not her eyes. She nodded. “Twice.”
I massaged her back, my cock moving unhurriedly inside her. “How was it?”
She shook her head. “Nobody fucks my ass better than you.”
“Maybe I should fuck your ass every night then?”
Kelly took a long breath. “If it feels as good as this does right now, then yes.”
I started to increase the speed of my movement. What Kelly likes the most isn’t the feeling of the shaft sliding through her sphincter, but having my cock plunged all the way into her ass as my body slams into her butt cheeks.
I started to make contact with her ass now, tapping it lightly with my abdomen as I fucked her ass. Kelly was letting out soft little sighs.
I shifted into another gear, and started to ass fuck her vigorously, my cock pounding into her. Kelly cried out, little soft mewling sounds, not wanting the others to hear us.
“That’s my dirty girl,” I said to her. “You are such a dirty little assfucking slut.”
Kelly gasped. I kept fucking her, the base of my cock slamming into her asshole, sending shock waves through her body.
“Ohmigod,” said Kelly.
“Dirty little ass fu
cking slut,” I said again to her. “Who’s my filthy toy?”
Kelly gasped. Her hands balled up into little fist on the counter top.
“Don’t…don’t” she had trouble getting the words out between the impact of my thrusts. “Don’t say that,” she begged.
“Don’t say what?” I challenged her. “That you’re a dirty little ass fucking slut?”
Kelly groaned and went rigid. I grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way onto my cock, grinding into her as she ground back. She convulsed in the first spasms of her orgasm, and fired my first jet of cum into her rectum.
Kelly writhed on the countertop, and I moved with her, keeping my spurting cock embedded deep in her ass. She moaned and wriggled, clutching at me with one hand, until she lay exhausted on the counter. I pulled my spent cock from her over-excited ass, leaving my cum pooling inside her.
I got her clothes for her.
“My legs are so weak,” she said, pulling her thong on. “I’m going straight into the pool.”
I dressed as well, pulling on my shorts.
“You know I love you forever,” said Kelly. “I’m sorry I got kinda fucked up over a big cock.”
I stroked her hair. Kelly doesn’t usually apologize. “It’s okay. Some of it was rough, some of it was great. It’s your first big cock in over a year, I should expect you to go a little crazy.”
Kelly smiled, holding her t-shirt in one hand and peaked around the corner. “I don’t see them.”
“No?”
“What do you think they are doing?” asked Kelly.
“Probably fucking,” I told her. “Like us.”
“Wouldn’t that be something?” said Kelly, smiling.
“I give it even odds,” I told her.
She pulled her t-shirt over her head and down over her perfect breasts. “How do I look?”
I studied her. “Like the world’s prettiest girl, who just got ass fucked.”
“Not what I was going for,” she said as we rounded the corner and headed out to join the others, “but I can live with that.”
Fin
Really, the limo was to blame.
That, and my playful nature.
Slutty nature. Whatever.
Rick was close to owning me. By nightfall I would be his. His property. His to discipline and correct, his girl to guide in the way that he chose. And he seemed to think I would walk the straight and narrow, and be a good and faithful wife.