by K T Morrison
“Yes,” he whispered back. He gave her a quick and trembling nod, his mouth falling open.
“Good,” she whispered, and she firmed him inside her, letting the head of his penis sink into her body. Then both her hands were on his neck again, scratching at his nape, sending his heart into overdrive. She let the weight of her body settle against him and he slipped inside this young and beautiful girl.
Chapter Nine
Skyler was tight and perfect, hot; not sopping wet, but not dry. Her pussy was only twenty-two years old. His cock felt incredible inside her. She let him get all the way inside her, their pubic bones coming to rest against one another.
She rocked on him for a while, on her knees spread out on either side of him, her hips winding in circles. He wasn’t so much going in and out as spinning himself in broad circles while he was fit inside her. A high tingling came to him, a breathlessness attached to it; he looked to the ceiling in disbelief. And it was hard to believe. He spent this morning in pain and sadness, pondering the demise of a relationship with a woman that he had been head over heels in love with. Then a knock on the door and a few hours later he was having sex with someone young and exciting and beautiful.
It all changed when she began to bounce on him. Seeing that desire in her, seeing that she could receive pleasure from him filled him with a sense of value he couldn’t believe. It was value that he hadn’t felt as a man in a decade. Pleasuring a woman was something that seemed to have escaped him for a long time. This young Skyler was giving it all back. Every time he thrust up inside her his heart swelled with the feeling that was fearfully very much like love. Each slippery stroke up and down and inside her was changing him. What was happening right now would change his life forever. And that was very true. Whether this stayed a secret or became something known to Lynn, things would never be the same. But this moment, right here, right now, was a truth. And as ugly as it was it made him feel like he was worth something. More than a husband, more than a father, more than someone who signed checks, paid bills, performed household chores, more than someone who had been robbed of a certain masculinity ... He provided for the members of his family, but it was safety, and it was money, and it was nourishment. This primal side of him had been missing.
He put his hands on her, his thumbs going over her ribs; he felt how fine a young body could be. Lynn was beautiful, and Lynn was his wife, but they had been divided. Lynn’s doing, Lynn putting something between them. He gripped Skyler’s breasts, squeezed them and she gasped. He swelled even harder inside her at the sound he could make this girl make.
Lynn’s scarf wrapped around his hand, he brushed it over her nipple, her tight tying choking off the blood flow, and he plucked at her nipples with his fingertips, could barely feel them they were so numb. She alternated from bouncing to rocking, grinding, pushing herself hard down on him. She moved off of her knees and got to her feet, forcing her weight even harder down on him. He was as deep inside her as he could go.
She looked in his eyes but her face was expressionless. Lips slightly parted but nothing else being given away. To the left he saw the judge leading Madison to the bed. They’d been watching, and he hadn’t been aware. So intent on his young partner that he didn’t care that they watched. He gave them no mind. But now they were moving, and he watched them get on his own bed.
Skyler noticed as well, following his gaze. Now she was smiling at him again. Sucking her lower lip under her teeth and biting down in a mirthful manner.
She held his neck, then slapped one of his cheeks slightly. She lifted off, letting his erection slap against his belly, feeling so chilly without her heat. She left him, sashaying boldly toward the bed. He watched her ass, felt a certain ache in his heart having her leave him so coldly to join her friends. So he got up, knowing he would follow this girl anywhere tonight. Got to his hands and knees, then just his knees, checked the scarf, saw there was a dark mark from his blood but the wrap was holding. Stood himself up shakily and headed toward the bed.
All three of them were on it now. Madison crawling on all fours then stopping near the middle, cape draped down one arm, the white humps of his duvet bunching up around her knees and hands like clouds. She threw a look over her shoulder, that sultry Madison face, somewhere between arrogant and sexual. The judge got behind her, ran one of his big hands from her tailbone up between her shoulder blades and she made a low purring sound, her head whipping forward, her hair slashing over the bedding. Skyler was climbing up on Madison’s left, sitting in the pillows, but there was no room with her so Darren took a spot on the right-hand side looking at her now over the crest of Madison’s humped back.
Skyler was watching as Lovelace began stroking himself. She watched this other man stroke his impressive member right in front of her. An intense feeling of jealousy washed over him which was crazy because all three of these people meant nothing to him, or at least shouldn’t. But he was drawn in by Skyler’s beauty. Not just her face but she had something in her that was beautiful. He felt it when he was making love to her.
She was reaching out now, brushing away Lovelace’s hand and taking over for him. That jealousy rose within him again, a vicious swell this time. Seeing his lover wrap her pretty hand around another man’s massive organ. She stroked him gently, going from base to tip a half-dozen times then guiding him toward Madison’s entry. She used her fingertips to push his glans into her best friend’s opening.
At the touch of the judge, Madison gasped and threw her head back, looking over her shoulder again, flashing a smile. She made an encouraging mewl sound and eased her rump back toward his intrusion. Skyler bought her hand to her mouth and licked her fingertips, cupped her hand and spat in. Then she moved back to where the other two were joined, and Darren felt that stab again seeing her caressing her spittle at the seal where his big penis spread Madison, running her fingertips over the lip of the judge’s big glans, making sure she slipped underneath, tickling its chin, coming up under his shaft and getting it wet.
Despite the strange pain in his chest seeing his new and young lover touching another man he couldn’t deny an astounding arousal that was abruptly within him. He put his hand around his own cock and began to pleasure himself. He would have his turn. She would return to him. Skyler looked to the judge and whispered, “Fuck her, Lovelace. Fuck her hard.”
Madison agreed, saying, “Fuck me hard.”
The judge took a handful of Madison’s hair and pulled her neck back sharply, and she yelped in pain. He drove himself inside her, not being gentle, not being careful, just slamming himself deep inside this young girl. She cried out again, the size of his intrusion must be hurting her. Skyler squealed with delight, her eyes glued to where he shoved himself.
He pulled back and drove again, doing it fast and hard now. His cock was rigid and swollen, very thick and very long. Darren could see Madison’s bright pink and tight membranes gripping his girth, the size of the judge turning her inside out as he fucked her.
Skyler watched and made appreciative faces, licking her lips and biting them, watching his shaft go in and out of her friend.
She worked her hand around behind him, running her hard nails down his rump and slipping underneath. As the judge thrust inside Madison, Skyler’s hand pulled back and Darren saw that she had both his testicles squeezed in her grip. She was urging the judge, grunting in his ear: “Fuck her, she wants it hard, fuck her cunt harder.”
Lovelace yanked Madison’s hair again, forcing her to kneel, and she growled in pain. Her hands came up to grip her own hair, to alleviate his pull. Her nipples were swollen like stones. Her breasts bounced and jumped from his thrusts. Lovelace was indeed fucking her hard. Each slap into her made the young girl’s thighs shake and quiver, sent a tremor up her rump and into her back.
Lovelace’s body grew a sweaty shine, his muscles bulged, veins began to stand out in his arms and up into his shoulders. He made mean faces, snarling and scowling, making Darren’s bed shake like it hadn’t in
twenty years. He had a young girl impaled on his massive size and she was going out of her mind.
Darren stroked himself faster, but he was determined not to give himself release. He watched then as Skyler got to her knees, making snarling faces of her own, making direct eye contact with Lovelace now.
She was snarling, “Fuck her, fuck this bitch, fuck her harder.”
It drove the judge, and he did, getting even more frantic now, the fucking of this young girl making Darren sway on his own bed. Madison screamed and howled with insane pleasure. He gripped her hair and her neck arched in a bow, her face was squinted somewhere between pain and pleasure.
Then he was kissing Skyler. The two of them coming together, locking their lips. He let Madison go, and she collapsed on the bed, onto her elbows, her back heaving for breath. His cock was still inside her.
Now his hands were going over Skyler, and he began his thrusts anew, going easy this time and Madison helped him, bucking her hips gently, angling herself for the most pleasure. She shone as well, her skin glowing wet in the pale light that came through the curtains of the bedroom.
Skyler’s kiss broke, and she reached down and held the exposed part of his cock and helped him ease himself from inside Madison. When he was free Madison squeezed her thighs together and Darren saw her fingers mashing at her clit. Skyler stroked the judge frantically now, his cock pointing straight up to the ceiling, her hands pumping furiously, swirling around his big glans.
Then she angled it forward, ran the tip through the seam of Madison’s round ass. Madison complied, angled herself so she would be run through again. Only now, Skyler took her fingertip and poked it in Madison’s anus. Her thumb and other fingers still held the end of the judge’s shimmering cock, and she guided it along the underside of her finger, point of his cock pressing into this girl’s tiny sphincter.
Darren saw Madison’s fists claw as much duvet into her hands as possible and grip them tightly in preparation for what she knew would be painful. Once his glans penetrated her, Skyler leaned forward and let a long string of spit from her lips drop onto Madison’s tailbone where it ran down and around where he was entering her. And then Skyler was stroking again as the judge slowly pushed himself inside her friend.
Darren had to stop the movements of his hand. He was way too close. This was something he couldn’t even believe was happening. Two nights ago he and Lynn had laid in this bed, him on his iPad reading a Harlan Coben thriller while she read the newspaper through her reading glasses. The disparity was enormous.
Chapter Ten
The judge fucked Madison’s ass. Reaching forward and gripping the back of her neck under her cape, he drove her face into the sheets and she made muffled cries into Darren’s bedding. He pounded her hard. Not going deep, but fast and driven. Skyler began to slap at Madison’s rump in time with Lovelace’s thrusting.
Darren had to squeeze himself tightly before he lost it all over his sheets. He held his breath, feeling an orgasm trying to get out of him, trying to find some escape, trying to leap out of any hole it could. He gripped himself tightly while the judge continued, getting deeper and deeper, Skyler making those disgusting acclamations: telling him that Madison wanted it harder, telling him she liked it that way, calling her friend a bitch who needed it, telling him to wreck her ass.
Madison continued to scream and wail into the bedding. Then Madison had an orgasm. The judge gave her an anal orgasm and Darren’s eyebrows rose up high, cranking his forehead in disbelief.
He watched her get sweatier and sweatier, watched as her toes curled up in Lynn’s boots, creaking the leather and arching the soles, then she began to kick her legs, and as Lovelace fucked her faster she did as well, pushing herself against him, fucking him as much as he was fucking her.
Those fistfuls of sheets began to shake and tremor and then she cried out louder than ever into his sheets, the scream going on and on, one long note until it turned into a gravelly croaking groan that lasted forever. Darren still stared in disbelief.
The judge let her off, held back his thrusting, let her enjoy her orgasm while he rubbed her back. Slowly she sank away from him, settling into the duvet. And when her croak stopped, she began to heave for breath, coughing into the sheets. The Judge was smiling. He withdrew his tool from her ass, a loud belch of air coming up with it and Madison made a giggling sound and covered up with a hand reaching out behind her.
As soon as the judge’s cock was out, Skyler had it in her hand, gripping midway and squatting on her knees and putting her mouth on it. Darren coughed and put his hand over his mouth. She sucked him, his cock having just been inside her best friend’s ass. She did it without hesitation, did it because she wanted it. His heart was hammering in his chest being so close to something so incredibly lascivious, the most unbelievably sexual display. And there was a proximal excitement as well.
The horrible but insanely exciting things they were doing could include him. He could be a part of this. Not bold enough to step in and do it himself, he waited to be drawn in, but he enjoyed the excitement, the anxiety while he waited.
Madison came awake now, rising up out of the bedding, her head hanging low, cape draped over one shoulder, her hair hanging to the bed. She looked over her shoulder, then turned to sit, throwing her hands behind her to lean on them, her breasts swaying. She watched sleepily, her sultry eyes narrow.
The judge was on his knees proudly, hands on his hips. Skyler’s head bobbed up and down on the end of his cock, her hand stroking the base of the shaft, her other hand cupped under his balls. Madison licked her lips then went to join her. Skyler held his cock for her and she took it in her mouth and sucked while Skyler stroked. They went back and forth like that, taking turns, sharing.
Then Madison was guiding Skyler to get on her hands and knees and she did. Crawled to the middle of the bed, her rump exposed, and Madison guided his cock inside her. Now Darren got up to watch because Madison blocked his view. He sat up near Skyler’s shoulders. His hand went out, shaky with fright, unsure if this was okay, but he rested it on her back while the judge went into her, making a slick wet sound as he pushed her walls apart.
Lovelace made direct eye contact with Darren as he began a good and steady fucking of her. Now she was making noises that she had not made when Darren was inside her. Grunts and squeaks and shouting Yes. She wriggled on him the way she wriggled on Darren, but the pace and the power was so much different. He felt it in the rumble in her back with each pistoning.
Madison made funny faces at him, biting her lips and snarling, then running her hands up Skyler’s back and spreading the cheeks of her ass wider. Then she repeated Skyler’s performance, getting on her knees and making out with the judge while he fucked Skyler. She ran her hands up his body and over the muscle of his chest, scratching at his shoulders and then up to his neck. They worked their tongues through each other’s mouths while Darren rubbed Skyler’s slender back.
She bounced under his touch, her flesh shook as the judge drove his hips into her rump. He felt it build inside her, could feel her breathing, could feel the pleasure she was being given. Her breath came quicker and so did her grunts of pleasure. Turned then into breathy gasps until her mouth just hung open and that was the only sound that escaped her. He cooed for her, got closer to her ear, said, “That’s it, Skyler, that’s it,” and he dug his thumbs into the muscles of her neck and her back, and she sighed for him, turned her face but kept her eyes closed. He kissed her shoulder.
Then the judge was back, and Madison was at his side and she was slapping at his rump now. Slapping his ass cheeks, and also then grabbing and squeezing his balls, then back to slapping. She gave him instructions as Skyler did: “Fuck that little pussy, fuck her harder.” The judge gripped Skyler’s waist tightly, his hands big enough that his thumbs met at her spine but his fingers dug into her tummy. He fucked her seriously.
His face looked like he hated her. He snarled and bared his teeth, and he pounded into her at quadruple ti
me. He had her wailing and singing, making the highest descant, a piercing sound in his normally quiet bedroom. He made Skyler come, feet balling up as Madison’s had, and she lurched forward, having to get off his painful size and flattening herself on the bed while Darren ran his hands on her again, getting on his knees over top of her.
She made loving and soughing sounds of pleasure, her mouth opening and closing like a grouper on a dock. She was still coming, just writhing on his bed, her eyes closed, her lashes fluttering; she squeezed the sheets like Madison did.
But Madison knew the judge was close and now she dove over top of her friend, pushing Darren’s hands out of the way and straddling her, knees and elbows on either side while he kissed Skyler’s shoulder. The judge went into Madison from behind again, by the sound of it returning to her rectum. The sawing began, and his body swayed as the two girl’s lips found one another.
Darren was holding his breath again. He gripped his cock hard but didn’t stroke. The judge pounded Madison’s little butt while the two girls made out and as his own breath came quicker and quicker; the judge beginning to snarl and gnash, Skyler pulled her kiss from Madison and pushed her leg away so she should could climb out from underneath. The judge continued pounding her and Skyler got near where he was entering her. She waited and waited, watching his cock go in and out of her anus, listening to his breathing, listening to his grunting, waiting for something ...
And then she was moving, pushing on Madison’s ass cheek, shoving her toward the bed, gripping the judge’s cock with the other hand and pulling it out of her. Then she was jerking it, her tongue darting out and running all over the shape of his glans.