The fat man sniffed his flashlight. “Smells like girl,” he grinned, and he licked it.
Everyone watched him licking his flashlight clean.
“I hope I taste nice for you,” Tamika blushed.
“Can I have a taste?” the old man asked. He had been standing at the back watching quietly.
“I don’t know – can he have a taste?” the fat man grinned at Tamika.
“Okay,” she answered softly.
Everyone then quietly watched the old man lick the rest of Tamika’s creamy juice from the flashlight. He licked it clean and handed it back for the cinema attendant to slip it into the loop on his belt.
Robbie led off holding Tamika’s hand. Mark followed. Tamika held her panties up by clutching them through her skirt. They were still down near her knees, so she had to take small steps as she was pulled along through the crowded foyer and out into the car park.
She was placed in the back of Mark’s car where she lifted her skirt so that as he drove he could see her panties were still pulled down. She had decided that she wanted him to have sex with her. She wanted them to swap ends when they did her again.
She held her panties around her knees all the way up the stairs and into the apartment. “Mark can fuck me if you want,” she whispered to her husband.
Mark heard her and grinned.
Robbie leant against the back of the couch and looked to Tamika and Mark. “Yeah, I was thinking at least we actually know him…. I don’t think it should be with complete strangers. I mean, that was okay at the cinema because they just watched. But I think it’s best if it’s someone we know if they’re going to fuck you – especially unprotected.”
“Well you know me. And I’m safe,” Mark offered seriously. “Full of nothing but good healthy sperm,” he added, cupping his package. “But you want that, don’t you? You want a belly full of the gooey stuff, eh?”
He had taken hold of Tamika from behind, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She held his neck and squirmed back against him. “Yes, I definitely want all of your gooey stuff…. I want to feel it shooting into me,” she moaned. “Will you be able to cum twice?”
“Shit yeah!”
“Mmm – good.” She looked to her husband. “What about you just watch this first time? Let him bend me over the couch and have me like that. Then you can both do me in the bedroom.” She had edged forward, pulling Mark along behind. She leant over and folded her arms on the back of the couch. Her panties were around her ankles. Mark folded her skirt up her back. “Just watch while our friend services me,” Tamika said to her husband.
“Alright, I’ll just watch,” Robbie said, making Tamika smile through her blush.
Mark got into position behind her. He wet his fingers and rubbed her vulva, smearing ample lubricating juices. She was very ready to be penetrated. Robbie tilted his head as he watched closely. Mark wiped his cock head up through Tamika’s slit then pressed it in and inserted, spearing through the parted lips and into her vagina. His cock was a snug fit. She was tight and searing hot. “Yeah – that’s nice,” he grinned to the side where Robbie was still watching intently. He pulled back so both men could see Tamika’s juices glistening on his stiff shaft. “Nice of you to share your wife’s wet pussy with me, buddy.” Mark humped a few times, slow and deep. “You like being fucked in front of him?” he grinned at Tamika.
She was watching back over her shoulder. “Uh huh…. He’s going to make me cum just watching.” She lifted and pressed back as Mark humped more forcefully. “Mmm – do me, Mark…. Nail me!”
“Yeah, I’ll fucking nail you!” Mark growled, gripping the couch either side of Tamika’s hips and pounding into her. “Aw yeah – I’m fucking your wife, man,” he shot at Robbie. “She’s so fucking wet, man…. She want’s my load bad.”
Tamika’s orgasm had ripped through her, clenching her belly. “Yes, I want it,” she said back over her shoulder. Mark was losing control, hammering her. “Mmm – give it to me,” she uttered. “Fill me up, Mark. Fill me up with your cum.”
Mark gave a final flurry of thrusts then jammed hard against Tamika’s bare bottom and held firm. He cried out wildly, his head tossed back and his butt clenched. “Ooh yeah,” he groaned, grinning as he looked at Robbie. “Now that was fucking good! That was one fucking huge power load…. Shot it straight into her belly, man.”
Tamika was down from her high. She was holding Mark’s hip, keeping him in position. He was still inside of her, still flexing in the slick warmth of their coupling. She thought of her menstrual cycle – her period was almost due. It was very unlikely she would fall pregnant from Mark’s sperm right then. He had certainly injected it in deep enough. Tamika had felt the jets squirting from him. She remembered that feeling from the time he nailed her at the party, so maybe it was always like that with him – maybe he just naturally came with such powerful spurts when having intercourse. When he had cum in her mouth earlier there was quite a lot to swallow but she hadn’t noticed it squirting as powerfully.
He softened and oozed out of her, joking and jostling her husband while putting himself away. Tamika pulled her panties up in case she dripped. They were getting beers. It seemed they would be spit roasting her a bit later.
It must have been her imagination, but she felt very warm and tingly in the belly – just the thought of having been cummed in by their friend.
Robbie cuddled up behind her in the kitchen while Mark was out on the balcony. “You okay?” he asked.
“Uh huh…. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. It was pretty weird watching like that. Seeing him have sex with you.”
Tamika snuggled back. “Weird? But in an interesting way?”
“Yeah – it was interesting. I want to watch again later…. He said he needs an hour to reload.”
“Reload, huh?” Tamika giggled. “So he can ‘shoot’ in me again?”
“Yeah – and me too this time,” Robbie grinned.
“Uh huh – you too…. In my mouth while he shoots more into my belly…. It feels all warm and tingly just thinking about having his cum inside me.”
Robbie was fully erect and grinding against her bottom as she kissed him back over her shoulder. “Do you want to let Jeremy have me a few times this week too – before my period?”
“I don’t know – maybe – or we could just think about it for now. I’m too crazy horny to think clearly.”
“Okay…. But just so you know that if you want him to, then I’m willing,” Tamika whispered. “Just Mark and him this week though.”
Robbie freed his cock and slipped it in through the edge of Tamika’s panties. She held to the counter while he fucked her. Mark stopped in the doorway watching with his beer. “Yeah – go the sloppy seconds,” he grinned, making Tamika blush deeper.
“Yeah – but you’ll be going sloppy thirds,” Robbie tossed back at him.
Tamika maintained eye contact with Mark while her husband finished himself off inside of her. When Robbie slumped in a kitchen chair she raked her hair back with Mark’s gaze lowering down and then slowly back up her body. She walked past him and towards the bedroom. He turned and watched. She was out of the line of sight of her husband when she stopped and faced their friend.
She lifted her top over her head and dropped it on the floor. His gaze lowered to her little tits and tight nipples. She undid her skirt and let it puddle on the floor too, then she lowered her panties and stepped out of them. “Come and fuck me whenever you’re ready,” she said, loud enough for her husband to hear.
A little while later Tamika held her husband’s gaze while she was being fucked missionary style in their bed. It felt nice having her legs spread and having the weight of a man on top of her. He was gripping her bottom and humping her slow and deep. “You ready for sloppy thirds?” he whispered.
“Uh huh – I’m so ready,” she answered, mashing her hot little gash over the base of the cock that hardened up completely and started throbbing and gushing ins
ide of her. “Ooh yeah – like that,” she cooed.
Mark convulsed, rolling his pelvis and pressing firmly between Tamika’s thighs. She gripped the insides of her knees and kept her legs spread wide open. The guy ground into her, still holding her bottom and with his fingers poking into her pussy, keeping it spread while he continued screwing her slow and deep.
“I think he should have to save it all up for me while we’re doing this, Robbie. I think Mark should have to promise he won’t sleep with any other girls until we stop.”
“Shit yeah!” Mark agreed. “I can do that.”
Robbie nodded. “Yeah – it would be better to be safe.”
“Okay…. Your semen is all mine until further notice,” Tamika smiled sweetly at their friend. “I’ll take it in my belly like this, or in my mouth….”
“Awesome!” Mark grinned. “Deal…!”
****
The next morning when Tamika woke, Jeremy was working in his room. He came right out.
“Well, hello there!” he greeted cheerily.
Tamika hugged him. “Hi,” she said, lifting to kiss his cheek. “We missed you, you know!”
“Oh you did? Well, I missed you guys too.”
Robbie was in the bathroom. He finished shaving then came out to find Jeremy sitting at the dining table and Tamika across from him leaning on her elbows. They were chatting about the past few days. Robbie passed behind Jeremy and saw that Tamika was showing him her tits. Her nipples were tight little pebbles and he could see her panties down the front of her dress.
She went and got breakfast ready while Robbie had a chat with Jeremy and caught up too. Tamika brought toast and coffee back to the table. One shoulder of her dress had slipped and her left breast was uncovered. She looked at it then smiled up.
“What’s that on your wrist?” Jeremy asked.
She had lacy white fabric around her wrist. She slipped it off and gave it to Jeremy. He unwound it and held up her panties.
“You can leave them on the table to remind you I’m not wearing any,” she said sweetly, as she did a pirouette and swished her dress, flashing her bum.
“Looks like she needs a spanking, Robbie,” Jeremy chuckled. “Do you ever?”
Robbie shook his head. Tamika blushed.
“That’s a perfect dress for it,” Jeremy went on more seriously. “You should try it sometime. A lot of women enjoy it.”
“We’ve never even thought of doing it,” Robbie said. “Have we Tamika?”
“No – not really,” Tamika uttered. “Does it hurt?”
“Probably would hurt a bit,” Jeremy suggested. ”It would probably sting but maybe that wouldn’t be all bad? I think it depends on technique. I’ve seen it done a few times by guys who knew how to make it feel good – obviously!” he chuckled again. “I could show you how if you want?”
Tamika giggled, plucking at the hem of her dress and remaining close.
“Do you mean just with your hand?” Robbie asked. “Not with like a ruler or something?”
“No – just with my hand,” Jeremy replied, holding his big old hand up. “More of a sensual spanking than a full-on painful one.”
Tamika looked to her husband, sort of shrugging. “I wouldn’t mind trying it…. Just a little bit if it doesn’t hurt too much.”
Robbie thought about it for a moment then nodded. He looked to Jeremy. “Not too hard or anything though,” he said.
“No, not too hard,” Jeremy agreed as he pushed back from the table to make room.
Tamika was still standing close and he took her hand to guide her. “Just rest over my legs and lean on the other chair,” he said.
Tamika did as instructed. Robbie stayed standing behind his wife bent over the older man’s lap. Jeremy slapped his hand against Tamika’s bottom and gripped it. Her blush fired up immediately as she glared back over her shoulder. Jeremy’s hand was half touching the hem of her dress and half touching her skin. The next slap was quite firm as well and he again gripped her. “Okay so far?” he grinned at her.
“Uh huh,” she uttered.
Jeremy then lifted the back of her dress and he and Robbie could see her slit from behind her slender young thighs. He slapped one of her butt cheeks and gripped it, opening her pussy lips and revealing pink flesh. He slapped the other butt cheek and she squirmed that time, still glaring back over her shoulder with her face glowing red.
Jeremy gave her a couple more sharp spanks and then gripped her again with his old fingers pressing into her vulva as he kneaded her flesh. “Still okay?” he asked, checking with Tamika and her husband.
Robbie just nodded. Tamika moaned in the affirmative and Jeremy spanked her again, causing her to squeal slightly as a glisten of fluid filled her slit.
He continued spanking, though less firmly, and more so just gripping her bottom and massaging.
“Am I squashing you? I can feel your thingy poking into my belly,” Tamika uttered, peering back again. “He’s got a hard-on,” she giggled at her husband. “Like you!”
Robbie was erect and tenting his shorts.
Jeremy spread her bottom with both hands, opening her pussy and inspecting her internally.
“And you’re really wet,” Robbie said to her.
She bit her lip. “I know – he’s going to make me cum if he keeps doing it.”
Jeremy resumed spanking but he kept one hand squeezing her and with that thumb pressing against her slit. “So you actually let her screw your friend eh, Robbie?” he said with his thumb working in against her squirming.
“It just sort of happened,” Robbie answered.
Tamika was moaning and panting. Jeremy’s thumb was poking in deeper. Robbie was watching it. Jeremy continued gripping Tamika’s bottom – not really spanking, just releasing and then gripping again and kneading her flesh while she squirmed.
Jeremy forced his thumb all the way in and rubbed her g-spot. He glanced at the husband but he was just staring blankly. Tamika’s pussy was hot and slick. She opened her legs to give Jeremy easier access and he turned his hand, gripping with his four fingers beneath her and penetrating deeper with his thumb.
“Oh god!” Tamika cried and she convulsed in orgasm with her pussy gripping Jeremy’s thumb and pulsing around it.
Jeremy kept his thumb inserted and massaged her bottom. “Probably deserved a spanking anyway,” he chuckled. “Doing it with some ex-boyfriend in front of you.”
Tamika giggled back over her shoulder. She was completely flushed. She had slumped and was resting there limp with her legs still open.
“Well he didn’t seem to mind,” she protested. “He looked very pleased with himself watching me get banged and serviced like that.”
“Yeah – so you liked watching, Robbie?” Jeremy allowed his thumb to ooze out, and Tamika got up to fix herself.
Robbie nodded. “Yeah, I liked it.”
“And what about watching her being spanked?” the older man pressed with interest.
Robbie nodded again.
“And what about what he did with his other hand?” Tamika asked her husband. “It was nice up until that and when he did it, it made me orgasm.”
“I thought so,” Robbie replied. “Maybe I should try that with you sometimes?”
“Um – ok!”
Tamika smiled at Jeremy. “And you can spank me again too but not too often.”
“Yeah – nice. And what about the other thing, can I do that again sometime too? I mean, as part of the spanking,” he added lightly.
Tamika looked to her husband again, blushing and asking him with her eyes. “If it’s okay with you?” she uttered.
She was still holding her dress up to her waist with Jeremy looking at her pussy.
“I guess it would be okay to do it like that again sometimes,” Robbie said. “Since he’s done it once, I suppose it’s the same as doing it more times now.”
Tamika smiled. “Hmm, this is going to be even more fun now.”
“Yeah – for us
all,” Jeremy agreed. “And we can spank you through your dress or skirt sometimes so it doesn’t sting or leave red marks.”
Tamika had released her dress, and he patted her bottom through it.
“But with no panties,” he added.
Her panties were still on the table and he claimed them.
“Okay but can you bring them with us so I can put them on later?”
They had decided on a trip to a secluded lookout down the coast a bit – somewhere Jeremy wanted to snap a few photos.
“Sure, love. We should get going I guess.”
They all went to get ready. Tamika had hiking boots and she just put those on with her little white house dress. If they stopped at the shops or maybe a pub for lunch, she could put her panties on and be presentable. She had to scrunch her legs to one side to fit in the back of the Jeep. Robbie was driving and she sat behind him with Jeremy able to just turn his head slightly to look at her. She wanted to undo another button on her dress for him but was scarred to do it driving through the busy streets.
He had her panties in his top pocket with some of the frilly lace sticking out to make it obvious. She could still feel where he had his thumb inside of her, or at least she could still remember the feeling, and she thought she might still be wet. The wind certainly felt cool up her dress.
Once out of the city there was a dirt road turn-off that left a bumpy, windy half hour drive to the lookout. It was a 4WD track to get there or another hour by usual road.
“I want to sit in the front with you guys. It’s too bumpy back here,” Tamika called out.
Her husband pulled up. “Where though? There’s no room.”
“Can I sit on Jeremy’s lap? Can I, Jeremy – I’m only light.”
“Sure, love. Come on then.”
Tamika climbed through the seats and smoothed her dress to cover her bottom as she sat across Jeremy’s lap, positioned sideways and sitting on one of his thighs with her back to the door. She placed one arm around Jeremy’s shoulder and held the top of the windscreen for balance. One of his big hands was around her waist and the other rested on her leg, just above her knee. They were both squeezing slightly as the Jeep bounced along.
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