The Rougher Explicit Collection of Stories Box Set Compilation

by Amira Bradford

  "Get your cock out Steve," she told him, "I want you to get involved too."

  Steve did as he was told, putting the camera down to undress. He joined the 3 and let Carly suck him. She gave him a wet, sloppy blowjob all the while looking directly into the camera as he pointed down at her.

  "I'm coming." Chris finally announced, pulling his cock out of Carly.

  He shot his semen over her stomach and mound, soaking her in his hot juice. Carly gave him a smile and instructed Mike to fuck her. He needed no encouragement and soon thrust his cock into her. Carly' oral efforts meant that Mike couldn't hold out too long. Mike withdrew and brought his cock up to Carly's face. He shot the first couple of bolts over Carly's face, the rest of his huge load went over her neck and tits. Steve was now desperate to fuck his wife so handed the camera to Chris. In the same position he thrust his length into his come covered wife. Like the other men Steve was soon coming, he pulled out and aimed his load over her tits and stomach.

  Carly was now in a complete mess but Steve insisted on bringing her to another orgasm with his tongue before he allowed her to get up.

  Emma was laid back on the other sofa also covered in semen. Ian had exploded a huge load all over her face and hair.

  "Ladies, you look like you could do with a shower." Steve announced.

  Carly knew immediately what kind of shower he meant! Emma soon caught on but the other lads were slow to catch on.

  Carly lead them all to the bathroom upstairs. "Now you boys do know what kind of shower we want don't you?" she said with a dirty smile.

  "Do you mean you want us to piss over you?" Ryan asked, almost amazed.

  "You're finally catching on!" she replied. "Have you never pissed on a girl before then?"

  "No," he said, "I've never even dared to ask a girl that." he said.

  "You go first then." she told him.

  The girls knelt down in the bath. After a few seconds his warm jet started to flow all over Carly's tits. She cupped her hands and rubbed it all over herself. Chris had started to pee over Emma now, again aiming his stream over her pert tits. Mike then followed suit, spraying her tits and aiming the odd jet or two over her face. Ian and Steve then lined up either side over Carly and let go. Both girls were absolutely soaked but happy with themselves.

  The boys then retired to the living room again for more beer while Carly and Emma had a proper shower. While there they were in they shared a lingering kiss, this lead to hands exploring each others wet curves.

  "Shall we take this downstairs for the boys to watch?" Emma suggested.

  Carly and Emma dried off and made their way downstairs, still stark naked. Emma laid back on the carpet and pulled Carly down on top of her. They kissed deeply while feeling each others breasts. Carly then started to feel between Emma's legs, then began to kiss her way down Emma's stomach on the way to her pussy.

  Spreading Emma's legs, ICarly planted tender, teasing kisses on her thighs and lower stomach before plunging her face into her slit. Emma shook with delight. Within seconds she started to buck violently, she came a hard as she had ever done, her juices leaking out over Carly's face.

  Carly then straddled Emma's face in a 69 position. The girls lovingly licked each other, their moans of pleasure filling the room. Emma then started to massage Carly's juices into her arsehole before slipping her finger in. Carly returned the compliment and did exactly the same to Emma.

  The lad by this time were extremely hard again. Steve had once again been catching all of this on camera. Carly eventually broke off from licking Emma.

  "So who wants to fuck our arses first?" she said.

  Ian was first to step up. Carly let Emma up and got onto all fours, sticking her bum up in the air. Her tight anus was exposed to him and looked welcoming. With a bit of lubricant, Ian slowly edged his cock into Carly's arse. She slowly started to open up as he edged into her. Emma presented Chris with exacty the same view which he swiftly took advantage of.

  After a couple of minutes, Steve told the lads to swap places allowing Mike and Ryan to anally penetrate the girls.

  "Now I want you to double penetrate them." Steve ordered, he was enjoying playing at being a porn director for the night.

  The girls both sat astride a cock, leant forward and offered their arses to the lads. They slid in to the girls now well stretched holes. He noise was immense, Carly was moaning as load as ever while Emma screamed obscenities at the men, telling them to fuck her like the whore she was.

  This went on for a good 5 minutes until Carly told the boys to stop. She was now getting too sore an couldn't take anymore.

  "I want all of you to come in my arse." screamed Emma. "Come on, empty your spunk into me.

  Emma moved from the DP back onto all fours. Carly parted her cheeks and rimmed her again while the lads wanked. Steve again passed the camera to Mike and prepared to fuck Emma. Carly gave his cock a quick suck before he plunged his cock deep into her arse. Emma screamed as Steve hammered his cock into her arse. Steve fucked her hard for the next 5 minutes making Emma scream more obscenities at him. With one final push, he tensed up and sent his load deep inside her anus.

  Ryan soon stepped up to take his place, thrusting his cock into her as hard as he could. Ryan only lasted a minute before losing his load in Emma's now overflowing bum hole.

  Chris was next, much like Ryan lasting only a minute before spewing his load into Emma. Mike now moved I'm for a close up as the cum dripped out of Emma.

  Ian soon plunged himself deep into Emma, building up speed as he went. He pulled Emma's hair, telling her what a dirty whore she was and how he was going to split her in two. Emma was lapping it up and urging him on. He felt him tense up and knew he was sending another load deep inside her.

  Mike handed the camera back to Steve and stepped up to fuck Emma's now battered arsehole. He pumped away as hard as he could just as she was screaming at him to do. Finally with one last shout, Mike sent his seed deep into Emma. She collapsed once he withdrew feeling thoroughly used and exhausted. She had the cum of 5 men leaking out of her just as she had wanted.

  With everybody now exhausted and satisfied they all crashed out. Ian joined Emma in bed, leaving the other 3 men to crash on the sofa's.

  The next morning, the 7 of them made polite conversation over bacon sandwiches, all suffering with horrible hangovers. Before they went, Ian and Emma exchanged phone numbers, Carly raised her eyebrows and smiled at this. Maybe Emma had finally met a bloke who was man enough to tame her.

  The lads left in taxi's leaving the tired hosts to go back to bed. Steve would put on the first screening of his home movie that night, who knows what else that would lead to....

  The End.

  In a Family Way

  Chapter 1

  It seemed like the thousandth time that I'd taken that trip to San Jose, but this time it was different. I was going for good this time.

  After years of talking to people out there, it seemed that just moving out was the smart thing for my career. It'd certainly make a difference in my wallet.

  My flight had been canceled the night before, so I was on an early flight to San Francisco out of Atlanta. I'd been shoehorned into the center of the second to last row. I'm not claustrophobic, but I was feeling the cattle car experience first­hand. I was looking forward to a little shut eye through it all.

  I'd spent the last two days in a hotel, since all my stuff had been packed and shipped on ahead. I was exhausted. The job search, interview trips, eventual packing, and now travel troubles had left me almost entirely without energy.

  The plane was pretty full, and I'd hoped that the seat next to me would stay empty, but it wasn't to be. A young woman, perhaps twenty­four, slender, and with straight shoulder­length dirty­blond hair came down the aisle to the back of the plane, looking at what I figured must be her seat: the one next to me.

  She was cute, something I'd be willing to watch for a little while. She was wearing fairly tight jeans and a short white blou
se that was not really meant to hide much. She was wearing a gray jogging bra that was filled well. The fabric of her bra was pushed out into well rounded shaped by her breasts. She filled her space nicely.

  "Good morning," I said matter­-of-­faculty.

  "Hi," she said as she was struggling with the belt. Nothing else was said. I fell asleep as soon as we were airborne. I felt a nudge, which woke me out of a much needed rest. "Do you want breakfast," she asked. "Umm, sure, ya," I mustered.

  "Are you the other vegetarian meal," the flight attended asked.

  "No... heck no!" I said. "I'll take anything with meat in it, thanks." She handed me a tray of scrambled eggs and sausage.

  "I wonder why she asked that," I mused to myself.

  "Because you're sitting next to me, and I ordered vegetarian," the young lady volunteered. "You should try it sometime, it's more healthy than that stuff you're eating."

  "What made you decide to go vegetarian, a bad steak or something?"

  "Hah. No. A few years ago, I moved in with some vegetarian friends in Santa Cruz, and, well, that was that," she explained. "I've never gone back."

  "Ah, Santa Cruz, that mecca of alternative lifestyle," I prodded. I was in a feisty mood. Everything was moving me in that direction that day.

  "Yup, and I suppose that you'd consider me the poster child. I live in sort of a apartment house with two other women, which I suppose you'd consider a commune."

  "No kidding. Two roommates. That must cramp the old lifestyle." I prodded some more.

  "Well, actually, it is my lifestyle. We're actually all sort of living together." I got the picture, but didn't know what to say.

  "Umm, wow, well, I didn't mean to pry!" I backed off. Fast.

  "Actually, you didn't, but we all love our lifestyles, and aren't ashamed of it. People like us should be more open with it."

  "Ya, well, there ya go."

  "You're now a captive audience. I just spent a week on the conservative east coast, you know."

  "Uh huh. Don't you ever want kids? Doesn't it seem that you're giving up a lot?"

  "Well, ya, sort of. A few of us have been talking about planning for the future in that way." I was curious to hear what was coming next. "We've looked into artificial insemination, and may go that way if we can come up with enough money to do it right."

  "Hmm." I stopped the conversation for a while. I felt as though I was invading someone's space in a big way. A few minutes passed.

  "So, you strike me as the conservative east coast type," she observed.

  "Me, east coast, ya, not quite conservative. You'll never see me in a tie."

  "It's just the talk about kids and all..."

  "Well, you do want kids, right? So what's conservative about that?"

  "Nothing I suppose. It came off as a little judgmental, that's all."

  "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. We went from talking about your being a vegetarian to your sex life pretty quickly." This time she let the conversation idle for a few minutes.

  "You know, there are cheaper ways to do it," I blurted out.

  "Do what?"

  "Conceive ­­ have kids, I mean."

  "Oh, you mean the conservative, traditional way, right? I've heard of that," she said sarcastically. "You know, I'm not entirely gay, I still see things in guys that I like.

  "You just need the right guy, you know, who's willing to do the up­front work." I was stammering a little. This was an odd conversation. A few minutes passed, as we both looked at magazines.

  "What do you think of this suit," she asked, showing me a tan­through swimsuit being modeled by a woman who seemed to have no brain whatsoever.

  "I like it," I said. It was a full body suit that had high lines at the thighs and a low cut at the breasts. "It accentuates all the right things." I went out on a limb, "I think it'd look pretty good on you."

  She blushed, "Oh you do, do you?" "So, um, would you happen to know any of those guys who could help me out with my, shall we say, proposed project?"

  "You mean get you pregnant?" "Well, ya," she said, as if to say "duh!"

  "Well, I, uh, I'd be inclined to give it a try. I'm moving out there you know."

  "Really?"

  "Ya, I'd have a few conditions though," I said. I was beginning to regain some composure.

  "Well,that's sort of the problem, I don't want any conditions." She turned away a little.

  "It's pretty simple, really. I'd want time with you while you were pregnant, you know, intimate time."

  "That's all?"

  "Ya, that's pretty much it. I've always wanted to make love to a pregnant woman, and well, that'd be my price. We'd both get something from the deal."

  Chapter 2

  I got into the center of Santa Cruz, and after taking a few wrong turns, finally found my way to her place. It was a surprisingly nice building. When someone says "apartment building" to me, I think dreary, but this was nice. It was almost an east coast Victorian. She was on the porch waving to me.

  "Glad you found the place!" she said. Let me introduce you to my girlfriends, Deidre and Cassandra.

  "Very glad to meet you," I politely said.

  They were clearly sizing me up, and I was sizing them up, wondering why such good looking women would want to be a lesbian. I had a lot to learn. "He's the one who's going to make us a family." They all sized me up a little more. We went in the front door.

  "Gees, who'd you tell?"

  "Just my girlfriends. They're all curious how this is all going to work out, you know, how you deal with this and all."

  "How I deal with it?"

  "Ya, pretty much." She took me by the hand and led me to her room upstairs. The place looked a little like a sorority house, lots of common areas, with bedrooms here and there.

  Her room was a weird cross between a teenage boy's room and a twenty­something woman's room. A poster of Xena was on the wall, a make­up table was against another wall. Two large open windows faced the bay, letting the early afternoon sun and sea breeze in.

  She was all business. She undressed me, and then undressed herself. She grabbed my cock, rubbing it back and forth as it grew to full potential. "This'll do the trick," she said. She pushed me onto the bed, and mounted me like a lion would pounce a gazelle. "I'm ovulating you know, so let's make it happen!"

  Her boobs were fantastic, freed from her bra. She wasn't quite as slender as I'd imagined, but nicely shaped just the same. "OK, boy, now gimme all you got, fill me with your manhood!" She moaned as I pumped what felt like a cup into her.

  We did it as many times as I could. I was beat. "You want something to drink, sperm­boy? We have to keep you healthy and making more of that baby juice."

  "Sure, a beer would be great." She didn't bother dressing as she went to the kitchen. She returned with not one, but two Buds, both for me.

  I went back two more times that week to give her a top­ up, both times she was quite thankful. I'd squirted into her more times in those few days than I'd ever done to any one woman. I could feel that my volume was increasing each time.

  Chapter 3

  Several weeks passed, and I was curious what was happening. Just as I was about to call, she called me.

  "You're a wonder­man," she said. I went cold in disbelief of what I was expecting her to say. "You juiced me so well that we did it in the first month! I'm preggo, with child, carrying, got a bun in the oven, woohoo! The girls are so jealous!"

  "Wow, that's great, always thought I had it in me!

  "And you know, I did really enjoy our little project a few weeks back, and I'm sort of looking forward to your fulfilling your 'condition'."

  "And I'm really going to enjoy your 'condition' too!" We both laughed.

  "Would you mind if I came down to see you?"

  "No, that'd be fine. You can spend the night, it's long drive."

  I was in the car in under ten minutes, and at her door an hour later.

  Chapter 4

  I went into the living r
oom where she was standing there, topless, holding her boobs in front of Deidre and Cassandra. "They're bigger, don't you think?"

  "Oh, ya," said Deidre.

  "I don't know, they do seem a little bigger," said Cassandra, with what sounded to me like jealous skepticism.

  "They feel bigger," said Sam.

  "And heavier," said Cassandra, after she came up and felt both boobs.

  "Ya, that's a good way to describe it. Definitely heavier." said Sam. "I'll bet that your nipples are darker too," I said, coming into the conversation. "May I?"

  "Sure," Samantha said, as her friends backed away a little, and she lifted her arms. I reached from behind her and cupped my hands onto her boobs, lifting gently to feel the weight. She turned toward me and said "My man", again weighing her boobs in her hand. "Look what you've done to me!"

  "Do you think that there's milk in them?" asked Deidre. "I don't hink that happens until after birth," I said.

  "So how long before you get a belly, Sam," asked Cassandra.

  "I don't know, maybe a couple of months?" She looked to me as though I'd know.

  "Ya, probably something like that. Maybe less." All of a sudden I was the expert. I didn't have a clue, but it was going to be fun to watch. "I brought a camera, I'd like to get some pics to remember this by."

  "That's fine, as long as I get prints too."

  "Us too," said Deidre, looking at Cassandra.

  We all went upstairs. Samantha started posing even before I was ready for her. I think that she was posing for her girlfriends as much as for the camera. We took all kinds of shots. She gave us profile shots, frontal shots, and all shots in between. My favorite was when she gave us a profile shot of her on her hands and knees. Her breasts, while nice and firm, drooped like honey drops. I could only imagine her belly doing the same in a few weeks!

  Later that night, I made love to her, and felt a difference in how she felt wrapped around my cock, somehow she felt warmer and softer. I had heard how this can happen, but was amazed at the difference that it made!

  Chapter 5

  A few weeks passed, and I wanted another look and feel. When I got there, Samantha was still at work. Deidre was on the porch, and said "So, you seem to have done a fine job with Sam."