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Tag  cop, reluctance, anal, gay This is about the night I seduced a very reluctant cop into letting me fuck him up the ass.

     Ryan was someone I wanted to do everything with the moment I laid eyes on his photograph.  Tall, dark, and handsome.  He was half italian, half white, but his eyes and hair were jet black.  He was a police officer and that made my cock even harder.  Ryan in uniform was a sight to behold, but look of authority he had even in his every day clothes pushed me almost into an obssession.  My cock craved him.  I knew come hell or high water, I would have him one day.  Soon.  Only problem was, Ryan and I didn’t get along, bad blood between us.  And, of course, he was straight. 

       I just moved in close to Ryan’s house with a friend of mine, April.  Four doors down, to be exact.  One night driving home from work, about 11 pm,  I saw him jogging three streets down from my house.   He looked magnificent.  I pulled along side of him and rolled down my window.  Just talking to the man, I could feel my cock grow inside my pants, that urge to touch him, feel him, fuck him, becoming almost unbearable.  He walked up to my window, standing about five feet from my door, unsure of my reasons for stopping.  I made casual conversation, taking in his sight, being careful not to let him see me rubbing my cock inside the truck.  He kept his body turned to the side, keeping an eye on the road in front of him, every now and than turning to glance behind us.  The ever watching trained eyes of a cop, I knew he was analizing my every word as I said them.  If I didn’t have Ryan that night, if I did not feel my cock slide up his tight virgin hole on this night, I knew I wouldn’t survive.

     I invited him over for a beer, offering a truce between us, telling him my roomate was gone for the weekend.  He hesitated, than shook his head, keeping his eyes on the road ahead.  I knew he was dying to get away from me.   

     “No, I had better not.” He said flatly.

     “We’re neighbor’s, Ryan.”  I said, in my most accomidating tone.  “Come on over for one beer, at least we can be civil to eachother.  You act like your afraid of me or something.”  I played on his over enlarged ego and sence of manly pride.  If there was one thing Ryan wasn’t, it was a fearful man.  He sighed as if he was mentally backed into a corner and knew it, pressed into doing what he hated.  He reached up and flatned his hair, which never looked out of place.  Everything about him was just right.  I think it was just an unconcious nervous reaction.  I knew he was uncomfortable around me because of my previous overly aggressive advances towards him.  As planned, Ryan’s ego blinded him, and he agreed, telling me he wanted to finish his jog, take a shower, eat something, than come over for one. He didn’t make it overly obvious, but I was sure he stressed the “one.”

     I drove home fast.  Breaking the 25 mile an hour speed limit.  I jumped in the shower, wanting to be clean for my first time with him, than changed my cloths and waited impatiently for him.  When he knocked on my door, my cock sprang to attention.  I gave it a few good rubs over my pants as I walked to the door to invite him in.  He took a few steps in, keeping his back away from me.  He didn’t trust me as far as he could throw me.  I held out my hand and told him to take a seat, which he did, porposly choosing the recliner so I could not sit right next to him.

     Handing him a can of beer, I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants, promising his large size, even when soft.  My nipples ached for his touch and my mouth salivated for his tongue.  I sat opposite of him on the couch.   We talked for an hour, one long tortering hour, before I indulged myself into bringing up sex to him.   I was sure he glared at me when I did so, but I played it off as just a normal topic.  Within 15 minits I knew the police sargent had to be aroused, at least to some point.  When I brought up the subject of head, I knew exactly where I was going with it.

     “A man’s mouth feels better on a cock.  It really does.”  I took a swig of my beer, crushed the can, and offered him another.  He looked down at the can and turned me down.

      “No, I still have half a can left, thanks though.” 

       I got up to grab another, giving him a minit to think about what I had just said.   When I got back, he tired to do a fast subject change, but I wouldn’t let him.  I went right back to it, explaining myself to him.  “A man know’s what a man likes, what feels good.  A woman sucking your cock has no clue.  You’ve never tried it?  Never been tempted?”

      He cast his glance outside my livingroom window, staring at the blackness outside.  “No, I haven’t.”   I knew he wasn’t lying, but I sensed arousal in his voice and the way he avoided my eyes when he answered me.  “I should prolly get going.  Thanks for the beer.”  

      He couldn’t leave yet!  Not when I was so close!  I motioned for him to sit down as I swallowed my beer.  Inside my head, I was swallowing his juice.  My balls throbbed with need.  “Sit down, have another beer, I’m all alone in this house all weekend, I could use the company.”  He sighed again but did as I said, much to my relief. 

     I knew it was now or never.

     I stood up, acting like I was going to grab another beer, when I walked over to him, standing in front of him.  His eyes panned up my body, resting on mine.  I knew he was wondering what the hell I was doing, and concern spread over his face.  I put my beer can on his body, where the first button on his shirt lay open, and before he could stop me, poured the rest of my drink, which was only a quarter of the can down his chest.  The coldness of it and what I did must have suprised him, because his eyes flew wider.

     “What the fuck did you do that for?”  He demanded of me, setting his own can on the table next to him.  Befor he could stand up to leave, I put each of my hands on each of his knees and squeesed. 

     “Relax, Ryan.”  I moved my hands up his legs, un till my thumbs were putting pressure on his cock.  I made circuler motions with them, hoping to feel his cock swell inside his pants.  Befor he could object, I licked the side of his neck, than his earlobe, taking it in my mouth to suck on it.  I heard him groan under his breath and I knew as long as I didn’t let up on him, he would be mine, I would have his body.  I continued rubbing his cock, but let my mouth run down his neck, over his chest, tasting the beer off him.  It clung to his body like sweat.  My cock hurt now from not being touched.  I took his hand and placed it on my crotch, showing him with my hand over his how to rub it, squeese it, grope it.  I pulled away from his face long enough to see his eyes were closed.  A look of forced submission across his face.  I had aroused him to the point he coulnd’t refuse me.  Making love to this man was all I wanted.  My cock lusted after him, driving it into his tight ass even once would last me a lifetime.  My kissing became more aggressive as the tension mounted and my hunger for his body became more of a need than a want. I began to unbutton his shirt.  After every button I relesed and set free, I would kiss the exposed flesh of his chest, than pushed his shirt over his strong shoulders and down his back.   My mouth sought his, and after a few attempts to avoid me, my tonge gained the permision it begged for as he let it slip past his lips and inside his mouth.  We kissed pasionatly for a long time, while I fumbled getting my own cock out.  With his eyes closed, he stroked mine.  His hands weren’t as experienced as mine, but knowing that it was his flesh that touched mine made it feel so dam good, I had to stop him so I didn’t blow my load.  When we both looked down at his cock, taking in the size his pants had grown, we both knew he wanted action. 

     I got on my knees in front of him, as he sat back against the couch, letting me take his cock out.  I felt his unsteady hands tremble as they held my head as I began to suck him.  Precumm had formed on the head of his cock, and the sweetness of it sent a spike of extasy up the shaft of my cock and through the rest of my body.  I was sucking the meat I wanted for so long.  And even though he was unshure and afraid, he was giving his body to me.  I took so long working his balls and cock with my mouth.  When my eyes met his, I could tell his were glazed over, but he quikly looked away.  I think he was ashamed he was being made to feel this good by another man.  That was O.K.  I could handle that as long as he didn’t stop me.

     His cock was standing at full attention, str8 up.  When I would lick the bottom of his shaft up to the head, I would stop for a minit, watching it.  To tease it, to hear his breathing become erratic, I would flick the head with my tongue, than engulf his cock with my mouth.  That sent him up the wall with excitment, I could feel that the way he would grab on to my shoulders tightly.

     Ryan’s cock had been so tasty, so tantalizing, so wonderfull to suck, lick, and touch, but it was now his tight ass I craved.  I wanted to finger it, lick it, suck it, tease it.  I stood up and motioned for him to do the same.  With a deep breath, he did.  I removed his socks, shoes, pants, and underwear, leaving him naked in front of me.  I than did the same with myself.  My hands cupped his waste as I turned him around, than lowered him down to the couch again, making shure he was bent over the arm so I could kneel behind him to spread his ass apart and eat it.  I gave his back a few good strokes to calm him down.  His reluctance was now again on his mind.  I wouldn’t give him the chance to mentaly shift gears.  My hands cupped each of his cheeks and squeesed a few times before seperating them.  My first lick to his hole was an exploshion to my body.  Every cell of my brain seemed to dance.  He tasted so good.  I liked around the hole, carefull not to lick the actuall hole, feeling him squirm.  I wanted him to want it.  I wanted him to wait for it, as I had to for him so long.  I ran my finger over it, rubbing it.  It must have felt dam good to him, because he was moaning and groaning, lowering his head more and more with enjoyment, only to pick it back up in suprise with one of my touches he wasn’t expecting.  When I finaly shoved my tonge into his hole, you would have though he died and went to hevean.  I loved the feeling of giving him that much pleshure.  I tongue fucked him for a long time, reaching under him to flick his nipples with my finger.  When I wasn’t flicking his nipples, I was jerking my own cock which was dripping with precumm.  That’s when I got the idea to catch the precumm off the end of his cock and spread it over his ass like butter to a sandwitch.  I wish it had lasted longer, but after a few seconds of sucking and licking it off, it was all gone.  His hole was nice and wet now though.  I pressed my finger against it, wiggling it side to side.  I could hear him saying “Oh God, Oh, God,” under his breath.  He wanted my finger up his ass.  He wanted me to finger fuck him.  I knew he would soon want me to cock fuck him to.  My cock would be up his ass tonite, creating heat, friction, and alot of cumming between the 2 of us.  I pushed my finger up his hole half way, sending him into a world of pure pleashure.  He bent over more for me.  I pushed my finger up all the way, so my knuckles were touching his tight balls.  I rubbed his prostate and every other place up his ass I could reach.  I licked around the base of my finger that fucked him, sucking on his cheek, than back to his finger filled hole.  I took out my finger, and I think I felt his dis apointment. 

     “Hush, Ryan, I’m not done making you feel good, don’t worry.”  He muttered what I took as a “mmm,” as I laid on my back under neath him, once again sticking my finger, only this time it was 2 fingers, up his hole, the same time taking his cock down my throat.  I sucked and fucked him good, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth and my fingers in and out of his hole.  He sat up, leaned back, the heels of his feet against his ass cheeks.  He tweeked his own nipples and I could see beads of sweat on his four head.  He didn’t break a sweat from jogging, but he did from getting finger fucked and sucked.  I knew he was loving what I was doing to him.  This sexy stud loved to get it from a man.  Our eyes met, and for the first time, he didn’t look away.  I kept 2 fingers in his ass, but added one to make 3.  Than I used my free hand to play softly with his nipple. 

     Ryan took the initative to get off of me after a few minits of that.  I asked him if he wanted to get fucked by my cock, as I laid it in his hand.  His eyes burned into mine as he took his time answering me.  Finaly, he said “yes.”  I took him by the hand to my waiting bed.  Before laying him down on his belly, I let my hands roam his body.  His pysiqe was extrordinary.  So tone.  So smooth.  So ready. So willing. 

     I didn’t know if this was going to be a 1 time nite of sex or not, so I wanted to take my time with him.  I didn’t want to rush only to have it a memory.  I laid his hot body down as he turned his face to the side, resting it on his crossed arms. 

    “Fuck, Ryan, you are so sexy, do you know that?”  I asked him in a lusty voice.  I saw his eyes float shut as he let out a quiet “mmm,” for me again.  I rubbed his back and shoulders, relaxing him, eraseing the knots his stressfull job gave him.  I massagged his lower back, his ass, than the inside of his ass cheeks untill he was squirming again, begging me to fuck him.  I will never forget his words.

    “Shawn, oh God, I’m so ready for your cock, please,”  He stumbbled over his words, as if all his strenth was focosed on feeling good, than continued with his plea, “please Shawn, fuck me, put your thick hard cock in me and fuck me.”  His words were as lusty as mine as I told him I wanted to fuck him, that I would, I promised.

     I put my hands on the sides of his hips and he took the direction to kneel.  He arched his back for me like he had done it a thousand times, but I knew it was his first time.  I rubbed my cock’s head over his hole, letting the lube dribble over my cock and on to his ass.  I spread it all over, than used my hand to coat my cock with it.  I firmly held him in place as I pushed the head in him.  His body tensed.

     “Relax, it will only hurt for a minit.  Just relax, that’s it.”  I felt his body losen some so I pushed it about an inch in.  Again he tensed.  I reached around and stroked his cock slowly.  The extra lube on my hand caused my hand to slip easaly over his cock, which was so hard.  I whispered to him it would be O.K., that in a little while he would be feeling good, that he would adjust to my size.  He trusted me and gave himeself to me.  I pushed it in all the way.  I could feel his balls against mine.  Slowly I pumped him.  In. Out.  My hands holding his hips so I could move in and out of him.  In.  Out again.  He didn’t seem to be enjoying it at first, but after about 3 or 4 minits, he began to moan.  I knew his ass now belonged to my cock.  My pumping became faster with more determination.  I pumped and his body came to meet mine each time.  He felt so good.

     “I want you, Ryan.  I’ve wanted this for so long.  To fuck you.  To make love to you.  To see you take me in.  To watch my cock slide up your ass.  To cumm in your ass.  Ryan.  Oh, Ryan.  Your being fucked by a man.  I’m fucking you.  Does it feel good?  Am I making you feel good?  Tell me you love me making love to you like this.  Tell me you love my cock in your tight ass.”  I begged him, hoping he could understand me.  My words were a huskey whisper.

     But his were the same.  “Yes,”  He said.  “I love it, your making me feel good, Shawn.  Fuck me, that’s it.  Fuck, Oh fuck, Shawn, fuck you feel good.  Don’t stop.  Don’t stop, please, Shawn, don’t stop!”

     “I’m not going to stop.”  I began pounding his ass, thrusting my cock in and out of his ass.  I reached around him and pumped his cock with my hand.  It didn’t take long for either of us to cumm when I did that.  I felt his ass tighten around my cock and I felt his milky man juice spurt in my hand as mine poured in to his ass.  We colapsed on my bed out of breath as I played with his softening cock.  I rolled over on his chest, kissing him, thanking him for giving himself to me.  He kissed me back and I felt his hand move to my cock.  It felt good, just playing with eachother’s sex organs.  I knew the way he touched me he would want more from me and my cock.  Cop conquest suxessful!   I turned to him.

      “Next time do you think I could fuck you in your uniform?”

      He smiled and told me I could have him any way I wanted.

   

    

    

       

    

    

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Tag  sisters, cumshot, orgy, tanlines I hadn’t seen Kristen since high school, but when I saw her on the dance floor at the Crazy Horse last Tuesday night, the memories flooded back to me, and I remembered exactly why I had spilled so much sperm over her back the those full lips that were just made to suck dick, the voluptuous curves of her tits and ass, the animalistic way she gyrated on the dance floor… I met her out on the dance floor, and after forty-five minutes of bumping and grinding, got her number and set up a date for Friday night.

 

Now, in high school I had been the farthest thing from a stud, but as they say, that was then, and this is now. After a wine-soaked Italian meal, we caught a cab back to her house, both of us a little tipsy. By the time the cab pulled up at her apartment we were making out in the backseat, and not long after that on her couch.

 

Her blouse came off pretty easily, but when I slipped my fingers under the hook at the back of the bra, she pushed me away. “I’m not that kind of girl,” she pleaded. But what I heard was, “I don’t want to feel like a slut! Please take just a little longer to make me so horny I can tell myself I just lost control!” So I backed up, and gave her wet open-mouth kisses up and down her neck all the way down to her overflowing breasts, until finally she relented and unhooked her bra herself.

 

Her breasts were magnificen full and perky, gorgeously soft, and capped by maroon areolas and long, erect nipples that were just begging to be sucked. And suck, I did. I sucked her nipples like a baby on crack, first one and then the other, rubbing her big tits up against my cheeks and getting her shiny wet with saliva. And she loved it. She moaned like an idiot, and might have even come just from my sucking; I couldn’t tell, but it sure sounded like it. I ripped my shirt off, and she gave me kisses from my chest, sucking my nipples, all the way down to my waist. By now my cock was an enormous unseemly bulge in my khakis. She grabbed my knob through my pants and squeezed, making me groan and squirm.

 

Soon she was ready to go a little farther. This time she took my hand from her breast and placed it on her lap, where only a miniskirt separated me from the heat of her wet pussy. I rubbed her legs and traced my fingers up her legs along the inside of her thighs. She had short, muscular legs, golden from the sun and as smooth as silk. She slid back onto the couch cushion, her legs spreading with only the gentlest push from me. Her eyes were closed and her breath was shallow with anticipation. When my hand reached her pussy, she let out a whimper, and I knew she was at my mercy from that point on. I slid my fingers under her panties (black lace!), where her pussy was hot and dripping wet. I massaged her clit and slid my fingers two at a time into her pussy, all the while sucking those lovely long nipples, pumping her until she was squirming on my fingers and tearing frantically at my belt.

 

My cock had been trying to tear a hole in my pants for what felt like ages, and when it finally flopped out, I couldn’t have been more relieved. The veins popping out looked like high-tension wires, and a little pre-cum was oozing from the tip. Kristen gasped. I don’t have an extraordinarily long cock, just eight inches or so, but it’s about three inches around, and the combination of that length and that girth, all swollen and popping with veins, is enough to make most girls drool. However, I have never gotten a reaction quite like Kristen’s. She looked up at me, wide-eyed and admiring, and said: “Can I call my sister over?” I must have looked puzzled, because she went o “It’s just that, she really, really likes big dicks, and I know she wouldn’t want to miss out on this one. I mean, I know it’s kind of weird, but, you wouldn’t mind, would you?”

 

Mind? Mind?! I remembered Kristen’s sister. Her name was Amy, and she was two years older than me. She was about five foot eleven, and whereas all of Kristen’s sexuality had been crammed into a compact frame, making it seem all the more explosive, Amy, with her long legs and flat stomach, was lithe and graceful, and, yes, very sexual.

 

So she made the call, gently stroking my cock the whole time. She whispered to her sister like a schoolgirl telling naughty rumors, even though it was just the two of us in the entire apartment. After she hung up, I said, “So she’s coming, right?”, sounding perhaps just a tad too eager. With a naughty grin she said, “Why don’t you just lay back on the couch? I had a really nice time tonight, and I’d like to express my appreciation.”

 

I sat back, and after shimmying out of her miniskirt, she commenced to licking my shaft from the balls up to the head in one long stroke before taking it in as far as she could and repeating the process. It was a heavenly way to begin a blowjob, and once my cock was thoroughly shiny and slick – trails of pre-cum dangling now from her lips to my swollen purple head – she took just my head in, sucking on it with such pressure that I nearly blew my load right then. Just when I was at the point of no return she eased up, wrapping those pillow-soft tits around my cock and letting me hump them (“You like those big ol’ titties, don’t you, baby?”) while I marveled at the perfection of her face and body. I couldn’t wait to rip that thong off her and pound that tight little pussy like she’d never forget.

 

She was still bobbing up and down on my shaft, her crimped hair swaying back and forth, when her sister pulled up outside. “Does your sister drive a monster truck?” I asked. “Oh, she probably brought Ricky.” “Who?” “Her husband. Oh, don’t worry, he’s cool with it.” My head was spinning. If I had thought she was the least bit innocent, I was rapidly being stripped of that illusion.

 

Just seconds later, with my cock still in Kristen’s mouth, a goofy-looking redneck guy of about thirty burst into the room. “Well, I see the party’s already started!” He stuck out his hand, and said, “Hey, friend! Name’s Ricky!” I reluctantly shook his hand, hoping not to catch hepatitis from it, and wondered what the hell I had gotten myself into. All my fears were laid to rest, though, when his wife walked through the door.

 

She was even more striking than I had remembered, with coal-black hair and dramatic, almost Oriental, features. Her full, plump lips were just begging to have a dick in them. She walked in wearing an overcoat, but as she shrugged it fell to the floor, leaving nothing but a lacy red bra and thong and matching high heels. Her legs were long and tan, her ass round and very fuckable, and her tits were bursting out of the bra. It was clear she wanted to get her brains fucked out tonight. But first, there was foreplay to attend to.

 

As she resumed sucking me off, Kristen lifted her ass up so her sister could eat her out. Amy got on all fours and slid Kristen’s thong off. Kristen spread her legs and Amy, arching her back like a dog in heat, eagerly buried her face in her baby sister’s pussy, grabbing onto Kristen’s fleshy thighs for support. I could feel the vibrations of Kristen’s moans humming all through my cock as her sister licked her and tongued her.

 

It was all a very erotic picture, Kristen’s head bobbing up and down on my cock while Amy slid her tongue in and out of Kristen’s pussy. Ricky must have thought so too, because before long he had yanked Amy’s thong down (Tan lines! I fucking love tan lines!), rudely shoved his dick inside her, and was pounding her wet pussy doggystyle. The flesh of her ass jiggled with each hit of his cock, and her moans were sharp and high-pitched: “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!”

 

Meanwhile, Kristen had taken her thong off completely and straddled me on the couch. She spread her legs and eased her pussy down onto my cock. I could feel the steam coming from her cunt as she slid slowly down on my cock (“Gentle, you’re big, you know.”). Amy pushed on Kristen’s ass with her hand and squeezed it with her long French-tipped nails. As Kristen allowed my cock to penetrate to the depths of her pussy, she let out a half-pain, half-pleasure cry that reminded me of the first time I popped a girl’s cherry. As Kristen threw her arms around my neck and began riding me, I could feel Amy’s hand under Kristen’s ass, squeezing and tickling my balls. I reached up to grab Kristen’s tits and suck and bite (gently!) those long nips, making Kristen moan loudly. She rode me hard and deep, arching her back to take a little more in each time, wincing even as she moaned, as if it were just shy of being too much.

 

“Lift up,” Amy told her baby sister. Kristen pulled her tight pussy off my cock with a ‘plop’ sound, and Amy began sucking my cock right underneath Kristen’s ass. I had only seen that move in the pornos! “How’s that cock taste, baby?” Rick asked from behind. Amy grinned at him slyly over her shoulde “Like pussy, sweetheart.” Ricky reached forward and yanked Amy’s hair while giving her a punishing round of thrusts, but she only seemed to like it better that way, judging by her gasping moans of orgasm (“Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby! Make that pussy hurt!”). Kristen switched to reverse cowgirl, bouncing and grinding on my cock, as Ricky doled out Amy’s punishment for lusting after my cock. That didn’t stop Amy, though, from grabbing my cock out of Kristen’s pussy and plunging her mouth onto my shaft again for another round of head. Her lips were plump and round and wet, and left trails of lipstick up and down my shaft as she bobbed up and down my cock. Kristen pushed Amy’s head farther onto my cock, until she was nearly down to my balls. I felt myself explode in her mouth, my entire swollen cock spasming like I had never felt before, as she drained one load after another out of my swollen nuts, but she just kept on sucking, and when she came up, I watched my hot cum dribble out of her grinning mouth down her chin and onto her tits as she beamed with pride. “How’s that cock taste, now, baby?” I asked. “Like a real man,” she replied, much to Ricky’s chagrin.

 

Before I knew it I was inside Kristen again, still hard as a rock, and Amy was eagerly tonguing Kristen’s clit (“Oh, I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! Oooooooooooooooooooooh!”). When I looked up, Amy’s face was shiny with Kristen’s juices, who had collapsed onto me after her orgasm.

 

I wanted badly to fuck Amy, but I knew I wasn’t going to get a turn until Ricky was done, so I started cajoling him to finish faster. “Aren’t you gonna come, dude? She’s your fuckin’ wife, don’t tell me you’re nervous! Shoot that shit!” Amy laughed; she knew where I was going with that. So she turned around (“Pull out, Ricky, baby, I’ll take care of you”), and got on her knees to assist Ricky. I hadn’t seen his dick up till now, but I could see why he was so jealous every time Amy wanted to suck my dick, and why Kristen had insisted her sister get a little good dick while I was around. Within moments with Amy’s help he had spilt a rather puny load in her open mouth, but he looked so proud of himself you’d have thought he’d won the Olympic Gold Medal for spunk-shooting. Whatever. Some guys need monster trucks; some don’t.

 

Either way, it was my turn next, and I knew what I wanted. But there was a problem: Ricky finally realized that I’d been egging him on not in good-natured jest, but to get him out of my way. Now I was about to fuck his wife, and his face was turning red as his dick was limp. The last thing I wanted was to get in a fight with another naked man over his naked (and oh-so-willing) wife. Fortunately, Amy had anticipated the problem and signaled to Kristen to keep Ricky occupied.

 

From the opposite end of the couch, Kristen moaned, “Ricky, baby, why don’t you come over here? My pussy’s getting cold!” Ricky looked doubtful, but it’s easy enough for a man to suspend doubt when there’s pussy involved, so he grudgingly acquiesced. Kristen set to work reviving Ricky’s cock with her hands and mouth.

 

Amy knelt on the carpet and swept her long coal-black hair over her creamy shoulders, determined to work my half-erect cock back to its full length. She gave me a nasty, hungry look before licking me from top to bottom until my entire cock was shiny with spit, then going down on me, following her mouth with her small hand. With her long black hair swaying back and forth as she bobbed up and down on my cock she looked the perfect image of a porn star. She took me in five or six times, then back while jerking me off, then licked and sucked at my balls while stroking me, then gave a long lick up my shaft before taking in my whole shaft up to my balls, up and then back down again to the base of my shaft, then back and stroking me all while staring me in the eyes… That was all it took.

 

I barely had to point to the couch and she was lying spread-eagle, her thong and bra on the floor, her lively eyes and pouty lips and soft brown skin calling me. I pounced on her, shaking the couch and making her giggle. We kissed briefly (tongue, sweet tongue!) as I guided my cock into her warm wet pussy, feeling the faint scratch of her coarse pubic hairs as I penetrated her. I knew I was more than she was used to, so I let her guide me. The first time she let me go all the way in, her pussy was so fucking wet I thought I would come right then! But I managed to contain myself, and soon I was going full steam ahead, her legs pushed up to her chest, her tits bouncing up and down her chest with each stroke, her head thrown back, her mouth pursed in a hateful pout (“Ooooooooooooooooh, yes! Oh! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”) as I drilled her pussy deep and hard.

 

I realized if I kept going at that rate I’d come in no time, so I slowed down so I would last and decided to change up positions. There was a coffee table in the center of the room, so I motioned Amy over to it. She propped one long tan leg up on it, and I stroked her thigh, trying to learn every inch of it, as she reached through her legs and guided my cock to her hungry snatch. I put my hands on her hips and glided inside her. From behind I could put my cock in her even deeper than before. She moaned dreamily as I pumped her ass full of my hard dick. I reached around with one hand to squeeze her tits (they were as soft as cotton-candy clouds) and used the other one to rub her clit. “Kristen, come over here,” she moaned sweetly, “Come eat my pussy!”

 

Kristen, her legs spread in a V on the couch, got Ricky’s attention, and soon they had repositioned themselves on the coffee table so that Kristen’s head was directly under Amy’s cunt. Instead of going straight to licking her pussy, though, Kristen grabbed my cock from out of Amy and put me in her mouth. I didn’t object; I just kept pumping, even though now it was the warm inside of Kristen’s mouth receiving me rather than Amy’s snatch. Amy leaned over to kiss Ricky as he thrust at Kristen’s pussy. The sloppy wet blowjob Kristen was giving me felt pretty damn good, so I let them kiss for a minute, but then I started looking at those sexy tan lines on Amy, and those plump pussy lips, and her disgusting alcoholic redneck husband, and I started to get jealous. I didn’t want Amy to forget who was fucking who, so I pushed her over into a doggystyle position and, as soon as I could get my cock out of Kristen’s mouth and back into Amy, I slammed my cock in her wet pussy so deep and so suddenly she gasped and with a ferocious moan started to come. I grabbed her hips and hammered her pussy like a madman, her pussy squeezing my cock, squeezing, squeezing, squeezing, as she arched her back and slammed her ass against me with all her might (“Oh, Jesus! Oh, motherfucker! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! OH OH OH OH OH OH OOOOOOOOH!”), her soft sexy flesh jiggling with every thrust until the flood of juices rushed over my cock and began dripping out onto Kristen’s face beneath her, who leaned up to get a taste of her sister’s pussy and started licking my balls while she was up there. Amy looked so fucking sexy, all out of breath and dripping wet, I could’ve come right then. But I held on for just a minute more.

 

Now, just as Amy was coming down from her third orgasm of the night, Ricky pulled out of Kristen and shot a load all over her shaved cunt as she fingered herself and writhed in pleasure on the coffee table. I felt myself getting ready to explode, so I pulled out of Amy and began jerking myself off as she quickly knelt in front of me, her mouth open, her wet pink tongue outstretched, her eyes and attention focused on me. I stroked my cock again and again, squeezing the head each time to build up an explosion, until suddenly a rope-thick stream of hot white jizz burst forth from my swollen, veiny cock. It landed on Amy’s face in one thick line running from her mouth to her cheek, all the way back to her ear. The second one plastered her face and left a skunk stripe in her hair. The third one left her lips and chin dripping as she gasped and begged for more. She wrapped her plump lips around my dick and sucked as if her life depended on it while I pumped another load of cum in her mouth. She withdrew from my cock with a gasp, turned to Kristen and let my cream drip from her own mouth to her sister’s as they tongued each other’s mouths. As I watched them, my cum dripping from their beautiful faces, I swear I could have fucked them both again right then.

 

After such a massive fuck-fest, any attempt at a dignified goodbye was bound to be awkward. Ricky and I shook hands and tried to act casual, but the fact was I had just given his wife a brutal fucking and treated her mouth like it was my bitch. As for Kristen, she waited until Ricky and Amy had split and she had gotten dressed, then tried to explain how she doesn’t usually go that far on a first date and how I seem like a nice guy and how she’d really like to see me again. I thought about telling her I usually don’t date the sort of girl who is willing to snowball my load with her sister on a first date, but I thought that might be too harsh. So I told her I’d call her. And I will. The next time I get the urge to bust my nut all over her face and call her a dirty slut.

 

Guess I’m not as nice as she thought.

 

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