Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About

by Natalie Nogasm

  He groaned, “Fuck, I’d do anything you wanted.”

  “That sounds nice...” She unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them off herself along with her underwear, “But you’re not going to fuck me just yet.” She stepped over him and knelt down, rubbing his dick with her wetness, sliding back and forth, “I’m going to fuck you.”

  He entered her easily, her hips sliding down until they were flush with his, a moan coming from both of them, “God, your cock is fantastic.”

  She placed her hands on his shoulders, giving her good support as she rose up and down. She was amazingly tight around him, her body slamming down with a meaty slap, the bathroom filled with the smell of their joint pleasure.

  He put his hands on her behind, squeezing roughly at the meaty cheeks as she continued her movements. “Your ass is fucking incredible.” He leaned forward and licked at her neck, “Makes me wonder what it’d be like to fuck it.”

  She chuckled, “Tempting, but not tonight. I save that for more special occasions...”

  Gareth pouted with mock disappointment, “Oh, how unlucky for me. I guess I’ll never know true happiness.”

  She giggled, before it broke into another moan as he rubbed against just the right spot inside her. She sped up her movements, angling it just right that he hit the spot every time he bottomed out. He lifted her top up, her breasts springing free and bouncing hypnotically. He took a second to appreciate the view before he leaned forward, taking one of the nipples into his mouth and swirling his tongue around. She moaned at the contact, her arms wrapping around his head and pulling him in closer.

  “Jesus, you’re really good with your mouth.”

  He smirked around her breast, “That’s kind of my job.”

  Ashley laughed, “I guess I’d make a good manager then.”

  He pumped his hips up, meeting her in the middle as she slammed herself down. Both their visions went white, “Fuck. If it meant I could keep you around longer I’d make the recommendation myself.”

  She stiffened, tightening around his shaft as he buried himself deep. He just barely avoided cumming as she groaned in his ear, clearly having been pushed over the edge and riding the wave she found herself on.

  She waited for a few seconds before standing up, his cock sliding out of her and slapping onto his stomach. She quirked an eyebrow, “You didn’t cum?” He shook his head, she smirked, “Well that just won’t do.”

  She turned around and bent over, bringing a hand back and spreading her cheeks apart, “Come on then. Give it to me.” She winked, “Night’s not over till your cum is somewhere on my body.”

  He stood up, walking over and positioning himself. He pushed forward slowly, his thick cock slowly disappearing inside her as she moaned. He squeezed her ass with one hand, the other busy waiting for the exact right moment to take a photo. It was when his dick was all the way in, her lips tight around either side and her cheeks gloriously spread that he saw the opportunity, the shutter clicking closed as the moment was captured forever.

  He pulled back and slammed his way in just as suddenly, her body jumping and Ashley moaning happily at the treatment. He pumped his hips back and forth, her body even tighter than it had been before if it could be believed. She threw her head back and moaned, hair whipping around her jawline and hanging down.

  Gareth knew an invitation when he saw it, and grabbed around the base of her hair and pulled. She giggled, “God, you know what you’re doing. My friends are going to be so jealous.”

  “Well then...” He took another photo, “I guess we’d better make them as jealous as possible, huh?”

  “Fuck yes...” She groaned again, hand going down to her cheek again, “Put your finger in my ass, please.”

  He was only too happy to oblige, the hand that was in her hair going back down and squeezing her ass cheek, his thumb snaking around and teasing her back entrance. He rubbed slow circles around it, loosening her up before he slowly pushed forward, his thumb disappearing to the knuckle.

  She moaned even harder, the feeling of both entrances being filled making her lose track of her thoughts, “God, fuck, harder.”

  He slammed his hips with more force, pushing his thumb in and out of her ass. Idly, she played with her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as she was taken from behind. Picture after picture was taken, her flushed face as she played with herself, her filled entrances as they slammed back and forth between each other, the slight gape of her hole when he pulled his finger out and swatted at her rump. All of these were exactly the sort of thing that Ashley wanted, and she knew Sandra was going to go nuts for them.

  She started to moan once more, her voice rising in pitch as she began to chase yet another orgasm. She tightened around him yet again, her walls squeezing around him with a pressure he’d never felt in his life. He couldn’t stop himself this time, just barely holding back until he pulled out, his hand frantically pumping on his shaft as he too lost himself in pleasure. He groaned deeply and desperately, rope after rope of cum shooting out of his cock and onto her back. Her ass was painted white, her quivering holes dripping with his release as he finished. He squeezed her cheeks around his shaft, pumping a few more times to squeeze out as much as he could, before he collapsed back onto the seat.

  She stood there panting, the feeling of his cum covering her body almost driving her crazy. She looked back at him and smirked, “I think this’ll be the best photo.”

  He chuckled, raising the phone and taking some shots, gazing at the absolute mess he’d made of her behind, “Fuckin’ beautiful.”

  She grinned, “So, am I going to meet the band?”

  He smirked, “I’m guessing you plan on doing this with them as well?”

  “Well, yeah.” She licked her lips, “If they fuck half as well as you then I’m gonna lose my mind.”

  He laughed, “From what I’ve seen, you won’t be disappointed.” He nodded, “Yeah, I’ll take you to them after the concert. Let you have a... private show with them. I think they’ll appreciate it.” He took note of the phone in his hand, “I’m guessing you’ll want photos as well?”

  She nodded, “Part of the deal with my best friend, if we fuck someone we get pictures. It’s only fair.”

  Gareth chuckled, squeezing her ass again, “I really need to meet your friends, they sound great.”

  She wiggled her ass in his grip, “This goes well enough, I might make some introductions...”

  Chapter Three

  “Wow, so it actually worked?” Sandra was sitting on the bed, scrolling through each of the photos that Ashley had taken. Around the third she’d quite obviously started rubbing her thighs together, something that made Ashley smirk when she noticed it.

  “Mmhmm. All I had to do was let him cum on me and it was settled.” She had left the bathroom a little while after him, an unfortunate side effect of their little meeting being that he wasn’t the one who was covered in sweat and cum in a public place. It took a good fifteen minutes before she was sure she wouldn’t get arrested.

  “Well, looking through these photos, I can see why he agreed.” She looked up and smirked, “You fuck like a champion.”

  Ashley smirked, crawling across the bed until she was right in front of her, “You’re no slouch yourself.” She pushed forward and planted her lips against the other woman’s, their tongues entering each other’s mouths a second later. They pulled back after a few moments, their eyes never leaving each other.

  Sandra was breathing heavily, her eyes clouded with lust, “How about we continue where we left off?”

  As soon as Ashley nodded her assent, Sandra pushed her down, her mouth harshly attacking her neck. She bit and sucked as she moved down, palming her friend through her shirt, pinching the stiff peaks of her breasts. Ashley moaned and arched into her touch, her own hand finding its way past Sandra’s waistband, fingers already sliding over her soaking slit. She pushed her fingers in, crooking them and pumping in and out.

  Sandra moaned, leaning d
own and undoing Ashley’s pants. She pulled them down, running her tongue up her still covered vagina. Moving the underwear to the side, she dove in, tongue eagerly tasting and probing her depths and her nose nuzzled against her clit. Ashley was a soaking mess, her fingers still clumsily trying to get Sandra off, but with the angle and her own overwhelming pleasure, it was no easy task.

  Sandra eventually grabbed Ashley’s wrist, pulling her soaking fingers out of her and sticking them in her mouth, “Don’t worry.” She mumbled around them, “We can take care of me later.”

  She rolled Ashley over, looking hungrily at the amazing ass below her. She squeezed with one hand, fingers teasing over both of her holes. “So,” She chuckled, “I saw that you apparently like this sort of thing...”

  She pressed her fingers in, three in her now dripping twat, two in her ass. Ashley came undone immediately, pushing back desperately on them, trying to get them deeper. Sandra was all too happy to oblige, only stopping once she reached the knuckle, and even then she pushed to try and give more pressure.

  “Come on,” Sandra leaned down, sinking her teeth hard into Ashley’s quivering cheek, “Just let go...”

  She tightened up and threw her head back, a throaty moan ripping through the air. She collapsed in a content heap, her body shaking when Sandra pulled her fingers out of her.

  “Jesus…” She turned to Sandra, pulling her down and claiming her lips, “You are just too good at that.”

  Sandra smirked, “Well you’re just too fun to do it to. Now rest up,” She squeezed her rump again, “You’ve got a big night tomorrow.”

  She giggled, “Oh my god, I do.”

  The concert had gone perfectly, in fact it had gone even better than perfectly. The four of them spent two hours screaming in the crowd, the lights and the music overwhelming each of their senses. The three on stage were like gods, every person in the crowd eating out of the palm of their hand. If they asked a question, the crowd responded, if they wanted something, the crowd gave it to them. It was incredible, and knowing what Ashley had in store for her after the show, it was almost enough to make her go wild.

  After the last song everyone started filing out, Ashley and her friends stepping to the side. Sandra pressed a kiss to her cheek as they saw Gareth approaching them, “I can’t believe you’re doing this. I’m so jealous.”

  Lily snorted, “I think we all are, go hard for us, Ash.”

  Katie hugged her, “Remember what you said about Jason...” She pulled back and smirked, “I want to hear everything.”

  “Oh, don’t worry.” Ashley grinned, “You will.”

  She followed Gareth into the room they set aside, no security or other staff within 50 yards of it. The door closed behind them and suddenly there they were, right in front of her.

  Andrew, with his lean body, broad like that of a swimmer, his shaggy hair partially covering his face, but not enough to suppress the smirk.

  Jason, slightly bigger than Andrew but not by much, he seemed a lot more nervous about this than the others, but he was still standing tall.

  And Dylan, the drummer. He was built like a brick house, arms thick from almost routinely destroying drum kits, leaning back against the wall and grinning. Of all of them, he seemed the most eager to start.

  “Wow, it really is you...” She stepped forward, as did they to join her, “I can’t believe I’m here.”

  Andrew spoke up, his voice slightly worn from the concert but still clear, “We’re glad you are. I’ll admit when Gareth told us about you we were... a bit unsure.” He looked her up and down, smirking, “But now? I think we’re pretty set to go.”

  She smiled, running her hand over his chest, “Really? Well, how lucky for me.” She turned to the others, “Are you two really prepared for this?”

  Dylan laughed, “You kidding me? With your nice round ass, I’d be an idiot not to go ahead.”

  “Don’t worry, it’s not off limits tonight.” He looked down hungrily, she smirked to herself.

  She turned to Jason, “What about you?” He still looked nervous, she took pity, “You know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to...”

  He shook his head, “What? No. I’m just... you know, never had sex in front of people before. Pre-event jitters you know, I’m good.”

  She smiled, kissing his cheek, “Well, we’re all friends here, right?” She looked around, everyone else was smirking, but they nodded without hesitation, “So see? Everything’s gonna be fine, don’t worry about it.”

  He chuckled, “This is a first, usually it’s the group assuring the single person everything’s gonna be alright, isn’t it?”

  “Well...” She cupped him through his pants, she licked her lips, “There’s a first time for everything.”

  She turned back to Gareth, who was watching with very visible interest, “I want you to film all of this, don’t miss a second alright?”

  He nodded, smirking, “Don’t worry, wouldn’t dream of missing a second of this.”

  “Good.” She smiled, dropping to her knees in front of Jason, “I guess that we can go ahead and start then, don’t you?”

  They nodded, pushing forwards as they undid their belts. She looked up at them hungrily, pulling their pants down and taking them in hand. She throated Jason, pumping her head back and forth, his hard cock already down her throat. She worked her hands back and forth on the other two, her hand barely able to fit around Dylan’s girth. She switched between them, one moment having Andrews dick stuffed down her throat, the next she was slapping Dylan’s cock across her face and sucking on the head. Gareth captured every moment, the triumph when she managed to force Dylan the whole way down her throat, tears streaming down her face and a harsh gag when she reached the base, but a victorious smile on her face the entire time. Gareth couldn’t help but take himself in hand as well, after all, working a camera was a one hand job.

  She furiously devoured every inch of the band members, her tongue flicking out and tickling their sac whenever she reached the base of their cocks. Every one of them was well endowed, Jason having length and Dylan having absurd thickness. Andrew was nothing to shake your head at either, a very respectable eight inches forcing its way past her lips as he thrust his hips into her face.

  He was still thrusting when Jason pulled away, her now free hand going to fondle Andrew’s balls. When she felt the Bass player’s hands palming at her hips, she almost squealed in joy, her ass lifting into the air as he pulled her pants and underwear down. She went down on her hands and knees, Dylan pulling away so she could get as comfortable as possible. Besides, he wouldn’t mind watching this for a little while. Jason positioned himself behind her, running his stiffness through her folds and probing her clit, his every movement making her tremble in anticipation. When he finally pushed into her and sunk in as deep as he could, she could swear she died and went to heaven. He started thrusting, each time pushing Andrew’s cock deeper down her throat, and she had to fight to not gag each time.

  Their pace was relentless, Jason evidently getting over his pre-event jitters as he grabbed her ass roughly and thrust like a wild animal. His pace was so fast that Andrew must have felt upstaged, as he grabbed both sides of her head and began to furiously face fuck her. His balls were wet with pre-cum and saliva, and it wasn’t long before there was a pool of both below them. Her eyes rolled back in her head, she felt like she was being crushed between them. She’d never felt anything more incredible in her life, the feeling of being treated like a piece of meat making her even wetter than she already was. She yelped around the dick in her mouth as Jason lifted his hand and swatted downwards, her cheek vibrating with the impact and her walls squeezing even tighter around his length. Andrew pulled out of her mouth, and after a moment of coughing, she looked up and smirked. “You want some of what he’s getting?”

  He looked across at Jason, who paused his thrusting while they waited for her to continue. She looked back at Jason, “Lie down on the floor.”

  H
e followed her instructions, his cock standing straight up like a flag pole. She leaned back on him, the head of his dick resting against her back entrance. Slowly, she lowered herself, his ten inches slowly pushing into her until his balls were flush with her ass. She bit her lip, turning back to Andrew, “Come and get it.”

  He walked forward, not pausing for a second as he grabbed his shaft and pushed himself in, his balls hitting Jason’s as they worked together to fuck her. She rose on Jason’s manhood as Andrew pulled out, the singer slamming forward as she let her hips fall, the two of them stuffing her at the exact same time. The feeling of fullness was amazing, she felt like she could feel them rubbing against each other through her body, the sensitive walls inside her being mercilessly ravaged. Jason thrust as hard as he could, his balls impacting with her ass with enough force to be audible through the entire room. Andrew pulled her top over her head, her breasts falling free and bouncing up and down from the force of their coupling. Andrew was close to cumming, he was only a few moments away when he felt the hand on his shoulder.