After some time the dude below her stopped his pumping, and came to arrest, but the little cock-hungry vixen on top of him hadn't yet been satisfied, apparently, and kept on grinding for some time as though trapped in the momentum of it, pushing herself around on top of him, and at last sighing audibly, coming to a halt, and lying there on top of him, breathing loudly, apparently exhausted.
And then the other guy came. He walked up to the pair of them on his knees onto the bed, and slowly lined his cock up with the target of the chick's already-full cunt. He slid himself inside the tight little gash, and I imagined the feeling of it, his shaft pulling along the first dude's, their cocks burning with arousal as they drifted along one another, at last pressing down fully inside of her, the combined warmth of two other people's genitals absolutely perfect, the tight cramped vicinity almost too much to handle.
Yes, I knew this was precisely what college would be like...
The guy started fucking, slamming his body into her, WHAM, WHAM, WHAM, WHAM, his shaft pumping along against the dude's below him, who was chugging along the best that he could beneath the pair's combined weight, but honestly not getting all that much traction in his limited confines.
I don't think the girl minded all that much.
Now she was moaning more wildly than ever, her body convulsing, the combined weight of the two men's cocks stretching her out to an extent that was unbearable, making her burn, making her burst, explode with sensation, and I felt it coursing through me, filling me up with pleasure on her behalf, making me burn, shake, shutter with intuited feeling...
And, WHAM!
The dudes fucking blasted her, holding themselves pressed inside her as deep and as hard as they could fucking muster, her body shaking, her pretty little head shrieking, “Oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FFFUUUUUUCK!”
I could feel myself getting close, my cock brimming over the edge, ready to seep over, ready to ejaculate my fucking load all over myself, drenching me in my own hot cum, and I just kept pumping, jacking myself harder and harder and harder...
The camera faded again, and by this point the two dude's had pulled out of their poor little voodoo fuck, and the three women had all lined up in front of them, their mouths wide open, their tongues hanging out like the bitches they were as the two guys jacked off. They waited and waited and waited in that awkward, sexy way women are forced to wait in porn for the guys' loads to come shooting out, several long moments with absolutely nothing happening, and two of the women started kissing to nudge things along, the brunette and the Asian, their lips melting together, caressing one another's perfect breasts, and then turning away as the first of the two men announced his approach to climax, and opening their mouths wide to receive his love.
I was getting hotter and hotter and hotter, feeling myself getting ready to gush over onto myself, when the first guy came, spraying his ejaculate all over the two who had been kissing, shooting without precision, drenching their faces, their eyebrows, their eyelashes, dribbling the shit down their faces, getting only remnants into their mouths, and the blonde slut next to them, getting only splashback. The brunette and Asian began to kiss again, licking the cum off of one another's faces, their tongues roving along one another's perfect skin, lapping up every fucking ounce of semen, and continuing to kiss, their lips sticking together, and pulling apart held by long, sticky tendrils of his hot white cum.
And then the second guy came as well, shooting his load in long, hot spurts straight into the blonde's mouth, blasting to the back of her throat, pooling up on her tongue-
And I fucking lost it...
My cock spilleth over, as I slammed the skin of my shaft all the way down into my pelvis, and let the hot sweet nectar come blasting out, ejaculating long and nasty up along my fucking chest, squirting out like mad, and accumulating in stagnant, creamy pools all over myself, making a right good fucking mess, and I sighed, continuing to pump after the last main convulsions, squeezing out every last fucking drop of the sweet, sweet stuff.
God. Fucking. Damn it.
What a wonderful, wonderful thing...
I couldn't fucking WAIT for college!
I sat transfixed for the last couple minutes of the video, my tension released, but my desire still alive and well, as I watched the three lovely young cum dumpsters swapping the loads around their pretty little mouths, kissing, the blonde's lips on the Asian's, the Asian's lips on the brunette's, the brunette's lips on the blonde's, around and around and around and around, passing the load like a relay race, and me continuing to push around the skin of my cock all the while, my fingers oozing through the wet sticky flow of my cum, and at long last the blonde took the load, and distributed it in equal portions to both the brunette and the Asian. Finally, all three of them looked at the camera, sticking their tongues out to make it clear that their mouths were each full of semen, and all three of them swallowed. The video ended with a still frame of the blonde and the brunette kissing...
And then all the life drained out of me, as I heard the door of my bedroom click open...
“Jeff, are you- Oh, Christ!”
Standing there in the doorway, staring wide-eyed at me with my cock hanging out, still throbbing, and a gross pool of cum all over me, was my step-mom, Katherine, blonde and tan and always wearing something low cut, gaping transfixed at my dying boner. “I'm- I'm- I'm so sorry,” she said, but I could see a fucking smile breaking out across her face, and it seemed like another goddamn minute before she finally pulled the fucking door shut behind her and left.
Holy fucking hell...
My father had been away all week on a business trip, and would be for the next two or three weeks to come, missing the opportunity to see me off to school, and I'd been alone in the house with Katherine all this time. We'd mostly kept our distance from one another the entire time, mostly just exchanging pleasantries when we passed one another in the hallway, but otherwise keeping our fucking distance, more or less.
I sure as fuck hadn't expected her to walk in on me fucking jacking myself off!
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.
And, did I mention, shit?
Because, shit.
Katherine was supposed to drive me to fucking school and help me unpack, about a fucking four hour drive! How the hell was I going to survive this shit now?? I couldn't even look her straight in the eye anymore without an intense flush flooding over my face, and my skin crawled with the memory of the sight, of her leathery face staring in at me, grinning, her tongue seeping through her teeth sensually as she smiled, like my own fucking cum rolling out between her lips...
Shit...
I felt something hard and uncomfortable beginning to lump up in my throat, and something even harder and less comfortable beginning to lump up on my pelvis...
Katherine was not an unattractive woman... I can tell you that any damn day of the week. A tight, in-shape body for her age, firm, enormous tits, tan skin that never seemed to get old, maybe a crow's foot or two around the corners of her eyes, but overall her age nearly unguessable. And I guess I'd acknowledged noting her appearance in the past, but I'd always just shrugged it off before, saying to myself, look, she's married to my fucking father and twice my own damn age, she is as off limits as they come...
But now? I was having nearly incestuous thoughts about my own goddamn fucking stepmom!
I kept picturing her, at that moment, staring at my bulging hard-on, but not walking out of the room as she had in reality- but instead drifting over to me on the bed, picking the laptop up off of my thighs, and leaning down, swirling all of the cum off of my body with her tongue, still warm after its fresh discharge from my cock, and then leaning in, putting her face to mine, letting the semen come drooling into my mouth as the two of us kissed-
Then she would move back down along my body, press her head down, and let her tight, warm lips dissolve around the sticky, veiny head of my cock...
Shiiiiiiiiit...
What the fuck in hell was I going to
do??
How could I ever face her again??
What if she told my fucking dad about it???
I had no fucking clue how the hell I should handle this.
I mean, for the time being I just sort of tried to stay the hell away from Katherine as much as I could. I avoided her around the house at all costs, I stayed out late and often with friends, and otherwise I stayed barricaded in my room, locking the fucking door in the event that I needed some fucking time to play the skin flute, as of course I should have had the goddamn sense to do before, and I wouldn't be in this fucking mess to begin with...
And Katherine never said anything about it, either, which was a big fucking relief I don't mind telling you. She didn't object whenever I left, and she didn't stop me to try and make polite fucking small talk with me, either. She just let me do my thing, like I always did, like nothing the fuck at all had happened, even though both of us knew that was as fucking far from the truth as possible.
But I just couldn't fathom the idea of spending an entire fucking four hours with the cunt, sitting in a car together and trying not to think about the sight of my fucking hard erection shooting cum all over myself, like an animal, a virile, depraved, wild fucking animal...
I thought I'd been nervous for college before now, but truth be told now I was more fucking terrified than ever...
Two
After what seemed like a fucking lifetime of anxious and uncomfortable anticipation, the day finally came. We packed everything up almost wordlessly, cramming an entire childhood and adolescence worth's possessions into her slutty little sports car, barely able to get the fucking trunk shut once all my shit was squeezed snugly inside. Then the two of us set off, fairly early in the morning, hoping to get moved in before the crowds showed up and things got busy around campus. I was nervous for so many fucking reasons you could barely imagine it, but I was trying to keep myself pulled together as best I could...
The two of us stopped at a fast food drive thru about forty-five minutes out of town and grabbed a couple of breakfast sandwiches, eating them on the road in near complete silence, her sipping from a styrofoam cup of black coffee, leaving little red lipstick stains on the rim that I couldn't help but notice any time she happened to set the cup down in the cup holder. I finished eating as quickly as possible and turned away from her, saying I was still tired from being up this early, lying in my seat with my back in her direction. It took quite a while for me to actually fall asleep, though I tried to pretend to be the entire time. Really, it was hard for me to shut off my mind, half of me anticipating my arrival at college and having things be nowhere the fuck near where I imagined them, and half of me imagining the entire time that while I was asleep fucking Katherine would reach over to my crotch, unzip my jeans, and whip out my cock, playing with me while I slept, and end up crashing her fucking car when I ejaculated all over the bitch's tight, warm hands...
And then eventually I did manage to drift off.
It was sort of a short, uncomfortable, shallow sleep, the sort where you dream the entire time, but it's almost impossible for you to distinguish what was real and what was a dream afterward, like, thinking voices on the radio are describing real, actual shit... And really I don't remember what I dreamed or thought about or what went on around me, but I do remember how I woke up.
Katherine.
She was sweeping her hand around on my shoulder, caressing me gently, presumably as a means of waking me up, but it startled the shit out of me, and just happened to give me a boner the size of a summer sausage as I woke up from my reverie.
“Ah!”
“Oop- Sorry, I wasn't sure if you were asleep. I didn't mean to wake you if you were...”
“Nah, it's fine,” I said, stretching, hoping as I pressed my cock forward, working out the kinks in my spine from the uncomfortable sleeping position, that she wouldn't take note of my intense hard-on bulging up through the denim of my jeans. I smeared the palm of my hand across my face as though somehow wiping away the sleep, and I cleared my throat.
“I just... I wanted to talk... If that's okay...” she said, uncertainly, and I knew exactly the fuck what she wanted to talk about.
“Oh...” I said, my blood going cold.
“It's... Well, it's about the other day, partly...” Of course it fucking was... “It's just... Well, I've never had kids of my own, and so, well, I guess maybe I didn't think as much as I should have before going into your room. I know I should have knocked, but... Well I guess I just didn't really think about it...” No fucking shit, Sherlock... “But you're still like a son to me, in a lot of ways, aside from just the fact that I'm married to your father. And I wanted to say I'm sorry for that, truly, deeply sorry, and that I don't want it to change anything between us.”
My mind was a little bit numb, my head ringing sort of, but I supposed I got the gist of what the fuck she was saying. “Yeah, that's... Um... Fine...”
“And, um... I know you're going through sort of a tough time with adjusting and everything, so... Well... If you ever need to talk to me about anything... Anything at all... I'm here to listen. Like, I said, you're like a son to me, and I like to think at some point you could see me as something like a mother...”
Not fucking likely...
“Sure... Yeah, I really appreciate that... Thanks...”
She smiled at me, and placed a hand on my face, cradling my head in her hand, and looking briefly in my eyes, shattering the whole fucking illusion of all the shit she'd just gotten through saying- “You're a very handsome young man,” she grinned, and winked...
What the fucking hell?
She'd just gone and invalidated her entire fucking apology and all that sentimental bullshit in one fell swoop, making my boner flare right back up from its state of flaccidity in my jeans. How the fucking hell was I supposed to think of her as my mother when she went around doing things like that?! A mom doesn't walk in on her son masturbating, his cock hanging out and his body drenched with ejaculate, and then immediately after she apologizes for it and things seem almost normal tell him he was a goddamn very handsome young man...
Shit...
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out- I was dumbstruck...
But at that moment, a song she apparently liked came on the radio, because she said, “Ooh, a song I like's just come on the radio,” and turned the volume up, bobbing her head to the beat, her scantily clad breasts grinding around, pushing together, jiggling and rocking and making me sweat.
I just turned back away from her, attempting to drown out the scene with sleep, and sporting my tremendous boner in discomfort, feeling it rubbing almost painfully against the denim of my jeans, fantasizing about stopping the car right there, pulling off to the side of the road, and then climbing up to her face across the seat, unzipping my fly and whipping my fucking dick out, shoving it down her goddamn throat and pounding her fucking mouth until the cum came spurting down her tight pink throat...
I shuddered in my daze, and felt the little sticky pool of pre-cum drooling out from my cock into the fabric of my underwear...
Three
The remainder of the trip was by no means an improvement- at about the halfway point she pulled off at a rest stop, and the two of us got out and stretched, went in to take a piss, and she joked as we walked past it that the two of us could probably get away with using the family restroom, couldn't we?
I don't know what the hell the bitch meant when she said things like this, but it sure wasn't helping matters any, and I more or less just spent the next fifty goddamn miles fantasizing about bending her tight middle-aged body over the bathroom sink and shoving my throbbing erect cock up the tiny black fleck of her asshole.
Goddddddd fuckiiiinnnnng dammmiittttttt...
It seemed like a fucking eternity by the time we pulled into the college campus, and I'd leaked out so much goddamn pre-cum in my arousal that I was surprised I didn't start sloshing around whenever I stood up from my goddamn seat.
> We went into my residence hall to figure out where we should park and unload, as well as to find my room and receive my room key-
And I realized, almost instantly, that I'd arrived.
This was indeed the Promised Land, flowing with milk and honey and so much pussy that just walking through the residence hall could make your fucking head spin. Girls were everywhere, right and left, the finest specimens of feminine perfection that you might ever hope the fuck to imagine. Barely eighteen girls who dressed in clothes so tight and so tiny that they may as well have been walking around ass naked, wearing tank tops that exposed their entire fucking midriffs, their nipples pressing noticeably through the fabric, clad in short shorts that hugged their asses more tightly than you could imagine, plastered with catchy butt-related slogans that drew your eyes invariably to them if you weren't already transfixed upon the tight, bouncy, jiggling things, their shoulders fine, tiny, glossy, their skin tones all perfect glazed shades of caramel, their figures as trim as toothpicks, everything about them luscious and succulent and young and ripe... It was like, if you took the one hot girl from your high school and multiplied her by a thousand, and then filled up an entire campus facility with her fucking carbon copies...
I. Had. Fucking. Arrived.
But then something strange happened.
One of the nymphs happened to glance in my direction, smiling at me-
And I turned away...
I turned the fuck away, losing my goddamn head at the sight of her eyes, too afraid to return her glance, and she walked straight on past, my first potential sexual conquest in college shot to fucking hell, slinking away from me with that tight ass shifting around from cheek to cheek in those unbearable black shorts...
I was fucking screwed...
I felt a sad, sad boner rising up in the groin of my jeans, and an intense urge to tear into flesh burned within my loins.
“Come on, let's go unpack your stuff,” said Catherine, jangling my new keys, and I followed her back outside to her vehicle, my eyes fixed firmly on the pavement, trying my damnedest to avoid staring at the titties and ass all around me, wrapped in the arms of brainless hunky men who had access to their pussy for their ability to be fearless, to fuck without hesitance, something I somehow felt certain I would never, ever possess.
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