You Little Tease

by Matt Coolomon

“Fuck yes!” Gary cries out and jams his cock into her as deep as he can and starts pumping his load into her. He forces his cock in hard and holds firm while it throbs and spurts powerfully. “Oh yeah,” he groans. “There you go, love, good girl. There’s your first load of cum. First of many.”

  “Ah huh. That’s my first.” She giggles. “I can just imagine it all squishy inside me right now. All gooey and squishy and warm.”

  Gary chuckles. “And alive and swimming, love. Don’t forget that.”

  “Hmm, yes, alive! Millions of your little spermies swimming up me,” Lisa acknowledges with a blush. “It feels so sexy knowing that.”

  Gary grinds into her again. He’s still semi-firm and she’s extremely wet. His cock flexes, discharging the last of his load and threatening to harden up again.

  “Better let these other guys have a turn,” he says, smiling as he lifts and looks down at where they’re still coupled.

  Lisa’s smooth pussy lips are stretched around his old shaft. He pulls back further and watches his swollen knob stretch her some more, then ooze out of her little hole. Her pussy lips seal tight again, retaining the deposit he just made.

  “That’s it, love, don’t spill any.” He grins, glancing up to see her on her elbows watching too. He takes hold of a pillow and lifts her slender hips, placing it beneath. “Got to help my little guys out,” he says to the camera. “Help them swim down into your belly before the next lot arrive,” he tells Lisa.

  Can you pull the chair over please?” she asks.

  There are two chairs, one with the camera and another vacant. Gary pulls the spare one over and Lisa lifts her legs and rests them up on it.

  “That’s better,” she says, lifting her hips and adjusting the folded pillow a bit. “Do you think this will really work? I know women do it on TV to try and get pregnant. Do you think it really will help your sperm swim into my belly?” She bites down on her grin. “I hope it does.”

  “Oh fuck, love.” Gary squeezes off another dribble from his cock. It’s a milky ooze, just a big drop that he gathers on the end of his finger. “Here’s a few more swimmers, love. They missed out on your belly but, mmm.” He touches his finger to Lisa’s lips, smearing his cum over them.

  She purses her lips, rubbing them together, then she cleans them with the tip of her tongue. “But it’s not enough.” She giggles teasingly. “I need a big taste next time.”

  “Sure, love, my next load is for your mouth okay?”

  “Mmm, promise? One in my belly and one in my mouth would be so sexy.”

  “Yeah, well these other three guys are all going to fuck you, so next time I’ll be the first to unload in your mouth. Give you a nice big taste and you can show me how much you want to eat my cum. Maybe even make you lick it off my belly.” Gary strokes the hair from Lisa’s face. “You do want to eat it don’t you, love?”

  “Ah huh. I want to eat it. I’ll lick it up for you,” Lisa says, blushing. “I saw a video on-line with a girl eating it with a spoon once. The guys had cum all over her pancakes and she ate them like that.”

  “You done in there yet?” Chan’s voice calls out.

  Chapter 7

  “Yeah, just a minute,” Gary calls back. “You ready for some Asian spermies now, love? Mine should be up in your belly by now.”

  “Yes, I’m ready for some more.” Lisa giggles. “I can’t wait to have some from all four of you in me. Can you tell them to just come in one after the other, like really fast so they just fill me up with it in one go?”

  “Yeah, I’ll tell them, love,” Gary agrees and he gets dressed and leaves the young wife to his younger co-workers.

  Then he sits and watches Chan go in and come out after a few minutes, then Bobby takes all of five minutes and Patrick not much longer. All three younger men come out sweating and panting from exertion. They head down to the pond for a swim before dinner and Gary goes back in to check on Lisa.

  “You okay, love?” he asks, poking his head in to find her pulling a sleep-tee on over cotton panties. She has also put on a soft cup bra.

  “Ah huh. I’m damn fine,” she says, smiling back over her shoulder. “Exhausted but fine! And I think my belly is pretty full from all of you. I think Bobby and Patrick made their deposits directly into my belly judging by how deep in me they were. Oh my gosh, I never imagined being as deeply penetrated as that, but you were actually thicker than any of them, so they didn’t stretch me that much. Just like, really, really deep.”

  “So, you’ve been thoroughly serviced then, love.”

  “Thoroughly!” Lisa giggles. “Serviced by four men who I’m going to cook dinner for right now with a belly full of their cum, makes me feel so sexy!”

  Chapter 8

  Alan rushes to meet his wife at the front door and takes her into his arms, as he always does when she arrives home. Gary is backing out of their driveway, their camp gear sitting on the front porch ready for Alan to pack away. Alan meets Gary’s wave and smile while still holding his wife in his arms and feeling the heat from her well-fucked body pressed against him.

  It’s all Alan can think of right then – that his wife is no doubt full of god knows how many loads of cum from old Gary and the other guys Alan left her with three days ago.

  Lisa is bubbly and raving on about learning to water ski. She says she is desperate to have a decent shower after the long weekend camping so she leaves Alan’s arms and heads to their bathroom. Alan quickly puts the camping gear into the garage and returns to the computer.

  He turns it on and leans back in his seat listening carefully. The bathroom door up the hall is partially open and he can hear the shower running.

  Alan takes a big breath and hits ‘play’. The video is still open on screen and resumes with Bobby leaving the tent and Patrick coming in, pushing down his shorts and jocks and kicking them away. His massive cock shocks Alan as it sways from side to side and points at Lisa lying there biting down on a grin. Her legs are bent up and pressed together, swaying a little in anticipation.

  Patrick pulls off his t-shirt and tosses it aside. He’s big all over, but his cock is absolutely enormous. “Oh fuck me,” Alan groans, pushing his hand through his hair as his beautiful young wife spreads her legs and undulates up off the camp mattress, her bald cunt split open and leaking cum. Patrick is fisting his log of an erection and pressing the bulbous purple dome of the thing against her soft little gash and sinking in.

  “Ahh…huhh!” Lisa cries as her pretty face contorts. “Not too rough, okay? You have to be gentle sticking that big thing in me, Patrick.. Ahhh..hhh!!”

  ***

  From the prequel: Girlfriend Agrees to go Topless

  Chapter 1

  “Are you kids thinking about getting married? Already?”

  Lisa nods, unsure of how to take the older woman.

  “Oh, dear, but you’re so young.”

  “We’re both 20.”

  “Well yes, in my day that was the done thing. But these days aren’t you supposed to be wild and free until at least your late 20’s? I have two daughters who didn’t marry until their 30s, and my son is still single at 34.”

  “But we love each other, so there’s no point being free to look around. Neither of us wants to.”

  The older woman waves over the waiter, pointing to her empty martini glass. The two women are sitting on deck chairs beside the resort swimming pool. Both their men are in the water.

  “My name’s Margaret, by the way, dear.”

  “Hi. I’m Lisa.”

  “And how long have you been together, Lisa? If you don’t mind me asking.”

  “Since high school, kind of off and on. What about you, Margaret, did you marry young?”

  “Oh yes. I was 21. Bert there was 25, a soldier and very handsome.”

  Lisa returns a smile. “I’m sure he was.”

  Margaret chuckles. “And still is to me, dear.”

  “Well, I hope Alan and I are still attracted to each other when we’re yo
ur age. That’s very sweet.”

  “Oh, thank you. That’s nice of you to say. And I’d say your young fellow there is going to grow into a handsome older man too, Lisa. He’s a good looking boy with some growing up to do yet. Is his father a big man or slightly built?”

  “He’s a solidly built man. Alan looks a lot like him as far as facial features go.”

  “Ah yes, but a lot of men don’t fill out until later. My boy had that slight build of your Alan at his age. His chest and shoulders filled out in his late 20’s. Physically he changed very quickly once he finally got past that gangly boy stage.”

  “Hmm, well, that will be good in case I put on weight as well,” Lisa said, looking down at herself.

  The older woman laughs. “Oh yes, dear. Us oldies all wish we could have kept our 20-year-old figures!”

  Lisa joins in giggling. The waiter serves Margaret her fresh martini. After a little while quietly watching the people swimming, Margaret raises a brow. “So dear, tell me. Are you and your young fellow first lovers?”

  Lisa’s blush rises. “Um, we kind of were at first.”

  “Both you and him?”

  “Yes. As far as actually making love goes, we were.”

  “Ah, so you’ve had other partners?”

  “Yes. Just experimenting and that. Nothing serious or anything.”

  “And your young guy there knows about it?” the older woman presses, her brow cocked again.

  “Mostly, but not about everything exactly,” Lisa confesses, whispering now, even though her boyfriend is well out of earshot.

  “Well, that’s something at least. It’s good that you have that. I was a virgin when Bert and I married. I was very inexperienced – had hardly even been kissed, and not by any real men. And had that remained the case, I don’t think my marriage would have lasted.”

  “Oh really?” Lisa’s interest is piqued now.

  Margaret chuckles. “No, I don’t think it would have, dear. I think a man named Warwick did my marriage the world of good one time quite a few years ago.”

  Lisa’s eyes are wide. She’s looking at her new poolside friend expectantly. “Did you have an affair?” she asks flatly.

  The older woman frowns in thought. “No, I think an affair is when you actually cheat. I never did. Bert knew.”

  “He knew? About this Warwick guy?”

  “Yes. Warwick was a friend of Bert’s father. We were staying for a summer vacation. We were very young, before the kids came along. Oh, it was all very spontaneous, just animal attraction and the confident arrogance of an older man.”

  “Oh wow! And did you have sex with him? Did your husband know at the time?”

  “Bert didn’t know until after the first time. He was asleep, quite drunk as a matter of fact, and his father’s friend came and seduced me. He took me into the basement where we were staying, and after having his way, sent me back to my husband. Then it wasn’t until the next night that I couldn’t hold it in any longer and confessed to Bert. But all turned out well, dear. I have no regrets now.”

  “But what did he say, your husband? What happened when you told him?”

  The older woman sips her drink, her sharply plucked brows raising again as she meets Lisa’s gaze. “He took a moment to think about it then asked for details, dear. He asked for every intimate detail then took me to bed himself. Then he made himself scarce each night for the rest of the week and let the other man have me over and over, and Bert has been quite the forceful lover ever since.”

  Lisa’s staring, mouth agape.

  “Oh, I’m sorry, dear. Was that too much?”

  “Is that true?”

  “My word, yes.”

  “But what was he like before? Your husband, was he forceful before that?”

  “No. Not at all. Before that he was a total pushover. It’s like Warwick gave him a wake-up call on how to make love. Like it was always in Bert, but he needed a shock to awaken it.”

  “Oh wow,” Lisa cries under her breath. “That's so amazing.”

  “I know, dear. And your young fellow strikes me as a lot like the way my Bert was, if you don’t mind me saying. I’ve noticed him with you the past few days. He seems quite timid with you.”

  “Yes, he’s not very outspoken or aggressive. He’s a really nice guy, though.”

  “Oh, I’m sure he is. But I’ve also noticed the way older man you’re with look at you, dear. And I’ve noticed that you’ve noticed.”

  Lisa’s blush rises again.

  “Who is he, dear? He’s not a relative of yours?”

  “No, he’s just a friend. He was our neighbor growing up and has often invited us to stay for the weekend here on the Coast.”

  “I see. And it’s just you and your boyfriend staying with him? Is he married or single?”

  “No, he’s single. He has a house on a small farm near here. We’re only allowed here at the resort because he manages the bar.”

  Margaret nods, taking that in, it seems. “So, he would be in his forties? Quite attractive.”

  “Yes, he’s younger than our parents. Kind of in between our generations really. He’s always been nice to me and lots of fun. It’s never really felt sexual before, though.”

  “But it does now, right? The way he looks at you is entirely sexual, dear.”

  Lisa sits forward, rubbing her shins. She takes a nervous breath. “But he knows I’m with Alan.”

  “And no doubt he would see your young fellow as a mere boy. Do you feel his eyes when your boyfriend is around?”

  Lisa nods. “Yes! Alan even said something this morning.”

  “What did he say, dear? Do you mind me asking?”

  “No, it’s good to talk. He said Evan seems a bit handsy and cuddly with me, and that maybe I should get dressed in our room before going down for breakfast, maybe not to wear my nightie around the house anymore.”

  “Hmm, and this Evan, do you like him cuddling you?”

  Lisa fights her blush as she shrugs. “I don’t know. He’s got such strong hands. It’s hard not to like it.”

  Margaret nods. “Yes, dear, I knew it. This reminds me of my own experience so well. I thought I recognised the signs.”

  Lisa giggles nervously. “Except I doubt Alan would be so happy if anything did happen.”

  “No, quite possibly not! And please don’t read me wrongly, dear. I’m not suggesting for a minute you should allow anything to happen. I’m just reminiscing and feeling a little excited to see another young woman in a similar situation to one I experienced, one that has meant so much to me over the years.”

  Silence ensues for a while again. Lisa glances a few times before speaking.

  “I’ve actually been the one to suggest we come here to stay with Evan each time lately. I can’t seem to stop thinking about him sometimes.”

  “Well, that would explain his level of interest, dear. He’s no doubt picking up on what you’re feeling, the attraction going both ways.”

  Lisa nods, chewing her lip. “But I really think Alan would be crushed if I let anything happen.”

  The older woman holds Lisa’s eyes. “But you wouldn’t be upset yourself? The idea is just exciting and appealing to you?”

  “Yeah, I guess. It definitely excites me to imagine him kissing me.”

  “Yes, I certainly know that feeling,” Margaret says with a smile. “But what about your young fellow, does he look at other girls much? Does he watch porn on the internet?”

  Lisa giggles. “Um, I’d say yes but less than other guys, less than his friends do.”

  “And do you ever complain to him about doing that, dear?”

  “No. I don’t mind him looking.”

  “But it’s not okay for you to be looked at? You know it’s the natural order of things for girls to dress sexy and for boys to notice. It’s perfectly normal and works both ways.”

  Lisa smiles through her blush. “Yes, I suppose.”

  “Suppose nothing, dear. My Bert there has checke
d you out plenty since we’ve been sitting here. His old eyes have been all over you in that skimpy little costume you have on there. As have the eyes of those two men across there with their kids. Men like looking and we like them looking. It’s as simple as that. Otherwise you would have chosen a completely different costume, dear. And you can bet if I could still get away with wearing one of those little string ones, I would.”

  Lisa giggles. She knows the older woman is right. “But guys are so easy to tease,” she offers in reply.

  Margaret laughs a little but cocks an eyebrow more seriously. “So, how revealing was this nightie you were wearing around the house for this other man to see?”

  “I wasn’t wearing it for him to see!”

  The other brow lifts, challenge in the look of the older woman now.

  “Well, a little bit, I guess. But it isn’t that revealing. It’s a pretty pink satin one, a chemise with lace trim.”

  “How short? Where does it come to?”

  Lisa indicates the level of the hem. “It covers me.”

  “Anything underneath it, dear? Underwear?”

  “Yeah, down below.”

  “But not up top?”

  “No, I don’t like sleeping in a bra. But it covers me quite well. It doesn’t show much cleavage or from beneath my arms, only a little.”

  “Yes, but your nipples are quite prominent though, dear, beneath satin.”

  “So? I can’t help that, can I?” Lisa defends, looking down at herself and plucking at her bikini top.

  Margaret laughs. “No, I always used it myself. I used to dress to show off what I had. That drove my man crazy and got me lots of special attention from him when he got me home and into the bedroom.”

  “So, you teased him by dressing for other men?”

  The older woman glances and smiles. “Exactly.”

  “Hmm, that sounds interesting,” Lisa says.

  “Personally, dear, I think it’s perfectly reasonable to wear a nightie around the house where you’re staying as a guest. And I suspect defying your young fellow on that one might just get him going a little. I’d suggest an experiment where you stroll around looking sexy tonight and see how he responds physically when you get into bed, not what he says, but what he does.”