by Lexi Sinner
“Fuck, baby.” Gordon gasped out loud. “Your tight pussy’s really taking it out of my cock… what a load, I don’t remember when… oh, hell… here comes one more, freaking back to back.”
“No, me… give that to me.” Heather cried out. “Fill me up with your hot spunk too, Alex.”
“Hell, yeah!” He grunted and rapidly pulled out of Britney and skewered Heather on his throbbing pole.
And just in the nick, as his second orgasm inside a tight young pussy expanded his cock even more, stretching Heather to her limits. She whimpered as his cock spewed out another intensified load, the hot splashes making her squirm and shriek. Britney held her down, her own orgasm shaking her as much as her friend’s. Heather came hard all over Gordon’s erupting cock as all three of them shuddered and collapsed in a heap, trembling and giggling like gibbering idiots.
They remained sprawled on the ground for a while, unable to move or even speak, paralyzed by the intense pleasurable sensations coursing though them. Spent and satisfied, Gordon sighed deeply, the days of his youth coming back to life in his mind.
***
The warm glow of light from the basement of the large house illuminated the front yard along with the sound of jubilant laughter. It was about five minutes after midnight and the rain continued to fall in a steady drizzle making the streets gleam under the dim lamps that ran along the pavement.
Inside the house, seven young women lifted large glasses of wine and beamed at each other. The tallest among them, well built and exuding confidence, lifted her hand for silence.
“Let’s give ourselves a huge pat on out backs, ladies.” Olivia Swede raised her glass. “Phase One of operation Avenging Angels has been a hundred percent success. April Summers’ humiliation stands avenged, at least in part.”
“Hear, hear.” The rest raised their glasses in a toast.
“And here’s to Britney and Heather.” Darla Richmond smiled at the two blondes seated across from her. “For bringing down that oak tree of a man.”
“He was like putty in our hands.” Heather grinned back.
“Olivia was right.” Britney added, with enthusiasm. “He’s a sucker for hot bodied babes like us and loves threesomes.”
“Bet his wife will love them too. The remote camera did a great job.” Jillian informed the rest. “The edited video’s been dispatched… she should be watching in about now.”
“It won’t be a good idea to take a walk around the Gordon household anytime this week, friends.” Olivia laughed. “Okay then, we’ll convene here again in a week and lay out the plan for phase two.”
“And where is April, the one for whom we are doing all this?” Raven Harley, a doe eyed brunette, looked around the room.
“She wasn’t feeling too well, so Jenna took her to her mother’s clinic.” Olivia said with a deep sigh.
“Hey, they’re back.” Darla said, peering out of the basement window. “There’s Jenna’s little pink buggy.
“Just in time.” Olivia went to the door, opening it for them. “We were about to head out.”
April Summers and Jenna Westlake walked in. Both of them looked a little pale and April sneezed into a wet kerchief.
“Jeez, what is it, did you get a virus?” Jenna asked with concern in her blue eyes.
“We wish.” Jenna answered glumly, brushing strands of her wet red hair away from her eyes.
“Then what is it?” Olivia demanded, standing with her hands on her curvy hips. “How’d the check up go?”
“Mom wasn’t in, so we ran a few tests ourselves.” Jenna shrugged, slumping her shoulders. “And… there’s something we have to tell you.”
“We didn’t really think this through, did we?” April was almost in tears. “We just didn’t.”
“What the hell happened?” Olivia boomed. “What are you two on about?”
“All the tests came up negative, except this one.” Jenna held up a piece of paper with a medical report.
“What is it… holy shit?” Jillian jerked back. “She’s pregnant.”
“What?” Olivia and Heather cried out in unison, staring at the shivering little brunette.
“Except that’s not her test result, it’s mine.” Jenna bit her lip and held up another report with the exact same result. “This is April’s.”
“You’re both pregnant.” Olivia sat down hard, her mouth open in disbelief. “How the fuck did…”
“Girlfriends!” Darla exhaled deeply and stood up. “I have something to tell you too.”
“You’re pregnant as well?” Britney’s eyes went wide and she swallowed hard.
“I just found out earlier this evening, didn’t want to alarm anyone… “Darla smiled sheepishly, waving at April and Jenna. “But now since it’s been going around…”
“And what about you two?” Olivia turned toward Heather and Britney. “Did the guy cum inside you?”
“By the gallon.” Heather sighed, reminiscing the pleasure of it all. ‘Oh, yeah!”
“Well, yeah… he did have a lot of pent up angst there.” Britney laughed nervously. “And we didn’t want to let him get anymore.”
“First thing tomorrow, we’re getting you two tested at Jenna’s place.” Darla shook her head. “So we all got nailed real well.”
“What’s with these middle aged guys?” Jenna laughed nervously. “They’re even more virile than the guys our age.”
“Looks like we babysitters bit off a lot more than can be chewed.” Chloe Simms, the quietest one among the nine shook her head with a wry smile.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 29
Chapter 1
I’ll never forget the feeling when the entire senior class threw their graduation caps in the air after the ceremony. It was bittersweet knowing high school had ended and this would be our last summer altogether. We ran out of the auditorium ready for a party at the beach, but Josh had something a little more intimate in mind. He grabbed my hand and pulled me in the opposite direction everyone else was running. We walked toward the football field,and he led me up the stairs to the top of the bleachers, where we could see the entire school grounds. The people were so small from where we were, some taking pictures with family and friends, some running to their vehicles to catch up with the party-goers, some just standing around and talking.
“This is where we first met,” he said, with a softness in his eyes.
“I remember. I was a freshman then. It seems so long ago.”
“We have been through a lot together.”
He took my hands and sat me down next to him, his lips grazing mine.
I loved kissing Josh. His lips were always soft,and his touch was comforting. I always saw myself with him, college, marriage, children, grandchildren, rocking chairs. It was the fairytale life I had always wanted. He was good to me, understanding about wanting to wait to have sex after we were married, supporting my decision to turn down Yale and go to community college with him.
“We can always move closer to Yale so you can continue your education after I graduate.” That was his justification that it was acceptable.
I closed my eyes when his kiss deepened,and his tongue slid into my mouth. I loved the feel of his tongue twirling around mine, hinting at an arousal deep inside. His hands opened my graduation robe and caressed my knees as he scooted closer. I nervously looked around to be sure we were completely alone when he slid his hands up my thighs. His breathing got harder, and his hands crept closer to my underwear. I had let him get to second base a few times before, but we were always alone where we could never get caught. This was risky and honestly, quite exhilarating.
I opened my legs and felt my arousal intensify when his fingertips brushed against the outside of my underwear. He hooked his finger around the soft material and moved it to the side. When I opened my eyes, I saw him staring with hunger in his eyes. I opened my legs a little further and smiled when he looked at me down ther
e. He caressed me, his fingers moving in between my folds. My breath caught,and I leaned back on the bench to give him better access. His fingers slid inside me,and his thumb stayed on my clit as he moved it back and forth.
It only took a few minutes before I felt myself start to lose control. I sat up and tried to push him away,buthe resisted.
“Josh, I can’t. You know that.”
“I know, just…. Sophie, you know I love you. Let me at least give you an orgasm.”
“I can’t. You remember what happened at the pool house.”
He sat back and nodded, pulling my robe over my legs. “I know. You lost control and begged me to fuck you. I remember.”
“And you knew how important keeping my virginity was to me, so you refused. I don’t want to risk that again.”
I ran my hand around his chin and pulled him to me, kissing him intimately.
“Can I ask you something?”
“You know you can,” I said, adjusting myself.
He fumbled under his robe and pulled a small black velvet box from his pants pocket. Kneeling on the lower bench in front of me, he looked up and smiled.
“I don’t want you to have to wait anymore.”
I covered my mouth when he opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring.
Of course, I said yes. We were destined to be together. We have been talking about our future together for the last three years. When we told our parents at our special graduation dinner, there were tears of joy and tight hugs from everyone.
“We were thinking of having an August wedding before we go off to college,” said Josh. “I know it sounds sudden, but we don’t want anything elaborate. Just a small country wedding here in the back yard.”
After the shock of having to put it all together in only two and a half months, the mothers were huddled together, looking at flowers online, calling caterers they knew, babbling about the planning and panicking when a new idea of what they needed to do surfaced.
I looked across the table at Josh and smiled, feeling wholesome and complete. This was really going to happen.
Josh’s father leaned toward him,and I overheard them talking about who we wanted to invite and how big we were planning to have the wedding. They went through some names,and everything was agreed upon until Josh’s brother was mentioned.
“I think you should reconsider inviting him,” his father said, disconcertingly.
“Dad, he’s my brother. Why wouldn’t I want him at my wedding?”
“Look at what he’s done to this family. All of his problems and issues bringing us down. It’s better that he juststay away.”
“He didn’t do anything to the entire family. He had his issues with you and mom, but we were close. It’s been almost two years since he’s been home.”
“Yes, a very nice and quiet two years.”
“I didn’t know you had a brother,” I interrupted.
“Yeah, I’m not allowed to mention him,” Josh said, getting angry.
He threw a daggered stare at his father as he pushed away from the table.
“If you’ll excuse me, I think I’ve lost my appetite. And yes, father, I will be inviting Daemon.”
He threw his napkin down on the table and stormed out, leaving me there to soak up the awkwardness between the rest of us.
Chapter 2
I walked to Josh’s bedroom door and knocked lightly before opening the door. He was lying on his bed, throwing darts at his dartboard on the opposite side of the room.
“Hey,” I said with a sympathetic tone.
He offered nothing,so I sat next to him and ran my fingers through his hair.
“Why didn’t you ever mention your brother?”
“I have.”
I thought back to conversations we’ve had and didn’t recall it.
“When?”
“Remember when I talk about my best friend?”
“The skinny kid? The one that moved away?”
He nodded. “I was talking about Daemon. He was my best friend before he was my brother. We did everything together until my father drove him away.”
“What happened? Why did he drive him away?”
“He wasn’t exactly a model son. He had issues. I understood them, stuck up for him when he needed someone on his side. My father couldn’t seem to get past it.”
“So he kicked him out?”
“It was implied that he wanted him to. Daemon never batted an eye. He was gone the next morning.”
“Have you seen him at all since?”
“Only over web time. He’ll call me a couple of times a month. I never told my parents.”
“I’m so sorry. I never knew. I definitely think you should invite him. This is our wedding, not your parents’.”
He shrugged. “I plan to,” he said, rolling toward me. “Wanna make out?”
“I think we should talk more about the wedding,” I giggled, batting his wandering hand away. “We don’t have a long time to plan this.”
“After we make out,” he said, sliding his hand up my shirt.
He didn’t give me a chance to protest as he lunged up toward me pressing his lips into mine. He grabbed my breast through my bra and gave me a sheepish grin. I giggled, sliding down,so my body was even with his. We kissed like we always have before and it was nice. He slid his hand underneath my shirt, teasing my nipples with his fingers as he pushed them up underneath my bra. He kept his eye on the door as his hand went south, cupping my pussy and caressing me there through the material of my skirt. I felt the familiar arousal begin deep inside and coaxed it along with thoughts of fucking him as he felt me up.
He was good at maneuvering through my clothing, getting to my bare skin quickly. We never knew how long we had when we were in his room together. His parents usually checked in on us often, stopping us before we got too far. This time, however, his parents must have thought he was too pissed to feel the need for anything sexual.
He slid my skirt up to my waist and pushed his hand between my legs as his tongue danced around mine. I opened my legs and felt his fingers slide underneath my underwear. He slipped his fingers in and out of my folds, caressing where he knew I liked it. He pulled my underwear to the side and circled my clit. His touch fed my arousal as he pushed himself up on top of me, his weight crushing me against his mattress. He was hard, his erection pressing against my exposed pussy. He kissed me tenderly before leaning up to look into my eyes.
“You’re breathing hard,” he said. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I breathed, pushing my groin into his. I loved the idea that his penis was so close to going inside me.
He moved back and forth, dry humping me until I thought I was going to lose it. He pulled himself up and fumbled his hands between us. When I heard his zipper, I panicked and fought my internal demons. My body screamed to feel him inside me,and my mind actually thought about the what-if.
“Maybe just the head, a little bit,” I said breathlessly.
“I don’t think I can do that, Sophie. I want you so bad.”
He pushed his face into the crook of my neck, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin. I squeezed my eyes together and pushed him back until he rolled off me.
Sitting up on the bed, I was breathing so hard I felt dizzy.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Sophie. It’s just that you’re so beautiful and I have a hard time resisting you, especially now that you are my fiancee.”
I smiled at the sound of my new title and kissed him. I cupped his face, cocking my head to the side. “Soon. I promise you; our honeymoon will be worth the wait.”
“Well, let’s get this wedding planned, shall we?” He reached over and grabbed his phone and hit a few buttons. “First order of business, my brother.”
I smiled and watched him put his phone on speaker, hitting the web time button. After a couple of failed attempts, his phone rang,and he answered it, hitting the speaker so I could hear too.
“Daemon, my brother!”
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bsp; “Hey bro. What’s going on?”
I listened to his voice trying to picture what he looked like. His voice sounded a little deeper than I had imagined it to be.
“I’m getting married.”
“Shut the fuck up!”
“I want you here.”
“You know I wouldn’t miss it. How's good old pops taking the news?”
“He isn’t happy,but it’s not his wedding.”
“I love you man. Of course, I’ll be there. Are there going to be any hot chicks there or should I bring my own?”
“I’ll make sure I invite a couple for you.”
“Good. I’d love to show them the Daemon special if ya know what I mean.”
“You corn dog!”
“So when is this momentous occasion?”
“Third Saturday in August, just before we go off to college.”
“It’ll be a send off like no other, for sure.”
“Cool, man. I can’t wait to see you.”
“See ya then, little bro.”
Josh hung up his phone and tossed it on the bed.
“What the heck is the Daemon special?” I asked.
“You don’t want to know.”
Chapter 3
I closed my eyes, enjoying the heat of the sun as it bore down on me. A little color would look good on me in my white wedding gown, I thought. It would have been nice to sunbathe fully nude, but I was in Josh’s parent’s backyard by their pool,and I wasn’t about to attempt that.