by Hawke, Jessa
“Oh fuck!” she moaned, pulling her mouth away from Steve's cock as Steve made her face him, locking his lips against hers and beginning to kiss her deeply and passionately, getting a taste of his precum in her mouth.
Donnie pushed the cock deeper into her; the deeper that his penis penetrated her, the sweeter that she felt. Donnie held her by her hips and began driving his dick in and out of her hard and fast. Steve reached under her, taking his hand in between her thighs and pressed towards her pussy and began rubbing it in circular motions over her swollen clit. Kelly was in heaven, what was more erotically arousing as having the two men of your fantasies competing to pleasure you at the same time. She pulled her lips away from Steve's and leaned down once again, closing them over his dick head and beginning to give his head a blowjob in the same motions that Don was fucking her.
“Harder,” Kelly moaned softly, pressing her hand over Steve's harder and rubbing his finger over her clit more vigorously as the heat within her began to build.
She could feel Don's balls slapping against her skin whenever he slammed his dick into her, his dick going as deep as it could go. Kelly closed her eyes when she felt Donald's long slim cock stiffening inside of her, and she groaned when she felt his hot load of semen shooting into her vagina. Just then she too shuddered, climaxing over the finger that was working pleasure into her clit and the hard cock in her pussy.
“Oh yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming,” she moaned over and over as her love juices flowed over the finger and dick and down her thighs.
Male cum mixed with her own sweet pussy juice flowed out of her by the time that Don pulled his softening cock out of her opening. As Donnie got off the seat, Kelly turned around so that she was seated on her back, her pussy facing Steve and Donnie's cock right next to her face. She raised her head to his shiny cock, taking it into her mouth and began to run her tongue over it to get a taste of his semen blended with the taste of sex. Steve in the meantime, lowered his head in between her thighs, his tongue slipping into her pussy lips and curling around her clit. Steve began sucking on her clit, playing his tongue over the tip, the pleasure making Kelly moan onto Donnie's cock, which she had already taken into her mouth and was sucking on. It was unbelievable how the manhood fit in her mouth when it was soft, and how it was hard to get the whole shaft into her mouth when it was hard. She loved the way that the semi hard cock filled her mouth, and from the look on his face, Kelly knew that she had just managed to make Donnie hers. Her next victim was the huge-cocked Steve. Thinking of the way that the thickness of his cock would fill up her cunt made her tremble with desire.
“I need to also feel you inside me, Steve. I wanna feel your thickness inside my pussy, taking me to places where only your cock can take me,” she said getting up. “Donnie, you drive, and the destination is my house, okay. Now, hurry, you have already had your share, and you'll get more once we get to my place.”
Not bothering to put on his pants, Don opened the passenger door and walked around to the driver’s side door. As Steve moved over on the seat to make space for Donnie, Kelly made him move all the way onto the passenger seat before she straddled him, facing him. Donnie got into the truck and put it into gear as Kelly lowered her head to Steve's, holding him at the sides of his head and locking her lips onto his. She parted her lips and Steve pushed his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of her mouth as her tongue playfully replied. Her pussy was already throbbing again, knowing that the thickness of the cock that was approaching the entrance to her slit would soon be inside her. Kelly rubbed her pussy over the cock while Steve took his hands to her breasts and began massaging them, kneading them and playing with her nipples over her bra.
“Oh Steve, you don’t know how much I've wanted this,” she said amid kisses as they passionately kissed each other’s mouths. “I want you to fuck me hard and I promise that this here pussy will belong to only you and your friend here whenever you need it, no strings attached and no pressure about a relationship. Just pure sexual satisfaction.”
It looked like the words appealed to the younger man, because he squeezed her breasts hard, his dick pulsating along the length of her pussy lips. Kelly raised herself a little and reached her hand down in between her thighs, taking a hold of his dick. She straightened it, making it face upwards, and then guided the head into her vagina, kissing him breathlessly as the thickness of his shaft penetrated her slit. Kelly lowered herself onto Steve, unable to believe the sort of pleasure that was coursing through her sex, until his shaft was fully lodged within her aching folds. The cock was so thick that she felt it pulling her clit back with it on its entry. Kelly was not sure if she would ever be able to forget these sensations. She sat on him, not moving, kissing him hungrily as she began moving her pussy muscles in waves around his dick, giving him a pussy massage.
“Ohhh!” Steve groaned into her mouth as she gently massaged the thickness within her.
Wanting more pleasure from him, Kelly put her hands around his neck and began moving herself up and down, her pussy moving over the shaft deliciously. Steve held her by the hips, supporting her as she began riding him, taking his dick in and out of her love slit in long strokes. She would pull up until just the tip of the cock was inside her folds and then lower herself down until the whole length of the thickness was safely and deliciously inserted within her. Her movements over the cock became harder and faster and the pleasure intensified with each stroke.
“Oh yeah, that feels good, fuck me harder,” Kelly moaned over and over, each moan becoming louder and louder.
The whole truck reeked of raw sex, and it was making her even dizzier with desire. The heat within her most sensitive parts of her sex began to heighten, and Kelly knew that the mother of all climaxes was in the making. Steve arched his waist so that his dick could meet her every time that she came down on him. The pleasure was blinding, as everything else ceased to exist in her world apart from the sensations that the monster cock was endowing into her. Kelly began gripping her pussy muscles over the cock again, as all of her dreams and fantasies were coming true right there in the truck. The friction between their sexes increased and within no time, she could hold it back no longer. A knot formed in her belly and her heart beat quickened as she suddenly exploded into a huge orgasm. Steve fucked her harder and faster as her moans rocked the car, her passion overtaking her as she came. She continued to ride his cock, and as her climax came to an end, she felt another one coming on immediately after.
She meshed her fingers in Steve's hair, pulling his lips onto hers and kissing him hungrily as she rode him to heaven. She felt his dick stiffening within her, and as he groaned into her mouth, Kelly felt his dick shooting a huge load of hot semen into her vagina. She gripped his cock tightly with her pussy muscles, desperately trying to milk out all of the cum, and loving the warm feeling in her womb as the semen blended with her own love juices. Never in her entire life had she felt so much passion before, and she knew that this was just the beginning of something that was dangerously addictive.
“Welcome to our world, big momma,” she heard Don saying in the recess of her mind, since all she could think of was the utter satisfaction that she felt. “The world of passion and satisfaction!”
Minutes later as they entered her house, Kelly wondered if Cindy was there to join in on the pleasure. Signs around the house showed that Cindy had probably gone out for the evening like she had said, too bad, because this would have been a lot more fun than a few drinks and clubbing.
“Shall I get you guys some drinks, beers or whiskey?” she said, tossing her handbag onto a sideboard in the living room.
*****
The alcohol was making her head spin, and all that Cindy wanted to do was to get home and sleep. It was too bad she had not found a suitable man at the club, and so she was in the cab heading home alone. She wondered if Kelly was back from work yet and then thought nothing about it again until the cab pulled up to their driveway. In front of their house, Cindy s
potted a familiar pickup truck that caught her attention. It belonged to Kelly's hot and handsome workmates, guys that she really wouldn’t mind getting down and dirty with. Wondering why Kelly had not called her, she fished her cell phone out of her handbag and realized that there were indeed several missed calls from her housemate. The music at the club must have been too loud for her to hear. The calls were made almost an hour ago, which meant that Kelly was probably already having a good time with the guys, probably all naked, getting two hot cocks inside her. The thought made Cindy become wet in between her thighs, as the dirty thoughts mingled with the alcohol, making her highly aroused.
She paid the cab driver and quickly made her way out of the car, walking past the truck and up the porch. The house seemed all quiet although the lights inside were on, and so Cindy opened the door quietly, wanting to catch Kelly and the men off guard doing whatever they were doing. She had a feeling that it had to be something naughtily exciting that was happening in the strangely quiet house. The hallway was deserted, and she set her handbag on the sideboard next to Kelly's and made her way into the house. The kitchen was empty, although there were remains of what seemed to have been dinner. She made her way to the living room, but that too was deserted, save for male and female clothing that was strewn all over the place. Cindy's heart was beating wildly as she entered the living room and picked up Kelly's white vibrator, which was still shiny with love juices and sitting the couch. Taking it to her nose, Cindy smelled Kelly's fresh nectar, and the vibrator even still had her wetness over it.
She then made her way out of the living room and up the stairs, since she heard noises coming from there. Her pussy was on fire, her juices soaking her panties and dripping down her inner thighs by the time she got to the top of the staircase. She walked past Kelly's bedroom but there was nobody there, and so she proceeded to the far end of the corridor, where the showers were. In there she could hear groans, and when she tried to picture what might be happening in there, her vagina ached even more with desire. She was definitely going to join them if they were playing naughty adult games, but first she intended to watch. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and Cindy took a peek inside, her heart skipping a beat at the sight that greeted her.
“Oh fuck that feels good,” Donnie groaned as he and Steve stood in front of Kelly under the shower, water trickling over their bodies, making them look sexier than ever.
Without hesitation, Cindy took her hand down, pushing it in between her thighs, and her finger in between her slick pussy lips and began moving it in circular motions over her throbbing clit as she watched the events that were unfolding in the shower. Donnie and Steve were standing in front of Kelly under the water, and Kelly was crouched down in front of both of them, taking turns sucking on their cocks as she jerked each of the shafts. Cindy could not believe what she was seeing, because as much as she had always known that her friend was one hell of a horny woman, Cindy had never known that her big-bodied house mate could take on two enormous cocks like the ones that Cindy was looking at, at the same time. Cindy rubbed her finger over her clit furiously as she watched Kelly taking more and more of Donnie's dick into her mouth, until half of the length had disappeared into her mouth, and probably down her throat. She then pulled the cock out of her mouth and stood up.
“Okay guys, I'm now ready to take on both of you, I want you to show me what you got, and to see if you can satisfy me like you always say. Steve, you are too thick for my butt hole, and so I want you in my pussy,” Kelly commanded, putting her hands around Steve's neck and hoisting herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist.
She aimed her slit onto his dick, and the pussy swallowed the thick pecker as she lowered herself onto him. Don went behind Kelly and Cindy watched as he spread some of her juices from her love hole to her butt crack, before moving behind her and pushing his dick into her ass. They began fucking her in a such a way that when one dick was pushing in, the other was pulling out. It was too much for Cindy and she climaxed hard, moaning and alerting attention her way.
Kelly, Donnie and Steve all finally noticed Cindy at the door and they froze momentarily, slightly startled by their silent observer. They all started laughing and the guys slowly started pounding into Kelly again. “Hey Cindy,” Kelly said seductively. “I was wondering when you would get home. Get in here and join us.” Without hesitation, Cindy walked into the bathroom and started to undress.
TO BE CONTINUED
No Ordinary Stepbrother
My dad announced that he was getting remarried during a commercial break in the middle of the Saturday afternoon movie. They were showing Dirty Dancing, and Baby and Johnny were just about to get it on. At first, it didn’t even hit. He brought it up so casually that I almost didn’t even notice. I thought, in fact, that he was on the phone with someone else, talking about their life.
But nope, there it was. He had met some woman named Andy, and she was going to be moving in with us. What was more, she was going to be bringing her son Luan, from a previous relationship, to live with us. I’m not going to lie, not for the first time, I wondered if my dad’s awful lack of communication was the reason my parents had gotten divorced. That was my first thought, followed by a barrage of questions I never bothered to voice out loud. Where had he met this Andy? When had they decided that marriage was the way to go for them in this economy?
And why the hell did they think that two teenagers living under one roof was a good idea?
You can see how this particular experience, coupled with Frances being slowly undressed by Patrick Swayze, set the stage for everything that followed. Psychologists would probably pin this particular moment in my life as the source of the trauma. My brain and hormones were confused. On one hand, there was the sexy on the screen, and on the other, my whole world was being turned on its head. What was a girl to do?
Apparently, a girl was to help clean out the guest bedroom. Andy would be staying with my dad in the master bedroom, and the frilly, dust-ruffled and doily-covered spare room would be converted into Luan’s room. The room had been decorated by my mom, and I can’t say I was ever a huge fan of ruffles and pink, and what I used to refer to as her “granny style” of designing, but it was a weird sensation buying everything in blue and stripes. Whoever wrote it that all teenage boys like their sheets and blinds dark and depressing? Nevertheless, this is what my dad insisted on. It was just like Luan’s room at Andy’s house, he told me, trying to hammer together MDF drawers to hold all of Luan’s stuff. And it was important that Luan feel accepted in our household. Neither one of them had asked me how I felt about all of this.
I didn’t know how to feel about any of it. My parents had gotten divorced about two years prior, and my mom had started her own linen production company; she was enjoying the fast-paced life of a single, successful entrepreneur, but I guess my dad has always been made of less tough stuff. He needed a woman to depend on, although when I first saw Andy, I didn’t think there was much there to lean on anyway. She was tiny, wiry, with expertly dyed blond hair, and I liked that she looked as nervous as I felt. My dad might not have been thinking about how I would react to the situation, but Andy looked like she sure was.
“Hi, honies, we’re home!” she tried to joke, setting down her oversized backpack. The joke fell dry around her in pieces, and from behind her, I caught my first glimpse of Luan. He had the dark, soft-looking fluffy hair that stood away from his scalp and from what I could see, Andy’s brown eyes. Except that while Andy’s eyes were full of trepidation, Luan had studied boredom in his. Every inch of his being, from his crossed, tan, muscular arms to his seeming inability to make eye contact, said that he did not want to be here. And I hated him. I hated that he was hot, I hated that he was bored, and I hated the whole situation, so why not hate him along with it?
The first problem came when he didn’t say anything, not one word about his new room. My dad and I spent two weeks putting it together, and that loser Luan just came in, plopped down on the bed, p
ulled out his laptop and started playing Grand Theft Auto or something. I lingered near the doorway.
“What do you think of your new room?” I asked him. He just ignored me and kept on clacking away at his keyboard. I decided to keep going anyway. “My dad and I put it together. He said that it looks just like your bedroom at home. Do you really like all this blue?” I was mentally berating myself for going a mile a minute when Luan suddenly looked up from his computer screen, bent over, and pulled a huge pair of headphones from his book bag, and clapped them onto his head. From that moment on, it was war.
We sullenly ignored each other with huge success for a full month. Andy and my dad wrote it off to us being angsty teens, but the fact of the matter was was that a storm was brewing with an intensity. For the first time since my parents had split up, I had a purpose. I was going to make Luan react to me no matter what. My dad and Andy were preparing for their wedding, which was going to be happening at our house, and the preparations were getting a little out of hand. As the date for the rehearsal dinner approached, the house became filled with flowers, color swatches, fabric samples, tiny bits of cakes left over from tastings, you name it. These things would slowly find their way into Luan’s room by my hand, and there wasn’t a day that went by when my stepbrother wouldn’t find cake crumbs in his new blue sheets or pretty pink ribbons super glued to his laptop screen in the most irritating of places. Luan would never have too extreme a reaction; he would just glare at me from beneath his dark eyebrows. So I kept going. I got creative. Pins from the wedding dress fittings would find their way onto his computer chair. Luan’s scowls got deeper, but still he said nothing.