by D STEP
Pani panted, taking her roughly, caring not an ounce for her well-being. His pounding was fast, deep, giving her no chance to adjust. They changed very little from her position as his submissive; he was revelling in the way she bowed before him, under him. And she loved the way he made her that way, the way he used her, crowded her, pushed her to her limits.
Ian growled under her, his mouth on her, tasting her. Licking up and down the valley of her breasts, he nipped painfully at her suspended nipples. He whispered praises, interspersed with cruel demands.
”Take my hard cock, bitch. Fuck me, slag. You’re nothing, doll, except my cum-whore. Move, damn-it.”
He kept her uncertain, off-balance, teetering between liking him and hating him. The strokes of his massive cock were slow and steady, building inexorably toward his completion. He was in no rush to finish this.
Achingly full, pulsing with pain, pleasure radiating from every nerve, sweat pouring from her pores, she rejoiced. Yet, one last cock remained; one of her holes left unfilled.
She fought for words. “Fuck… my… mouth,” she spoke against the press of Jacob’s kiss. He had done as Pani demanded, kept her silent, lost in her head, until now. She was so close to realizing this dream.
“You sure?” He tugged the blindfold from her eyes, looked deep into them, and studied her face. Joslin nodded. She would never have guessed he would be the gentle one. His earlier comments regarding her had him pegged as a douche. It just went to show her that first impressions weren’t everything.
“Okay.”
Standing, he presented his cock to her open mouth. She swallowed his length, once again reminded of his unique shape as she rolled her head on her neck feeling his cock’s head caress and bump the top of her mouth, the back of her throat, and either vein-lined muscle of her cheek lining.
Taking him deep, sliding his length down her throat easily, she hummed around him. Her nose pressed to the base of his cock, she breathed slowly, savoring the change in aroma. The scent of Ian, all aged sweat and bitter fuel-tinged vapors, disappeared as the sun-warmed scent of Jacob’s skin and masculine musk took over. And at the far reaches of her brain, lingered the spiced odor of her boss’s exotic cologne.
Wrapping a palm at the back of her skull, just under Pani’s mean grip, he held her still as he began to drive his cock through her warm, wet mouth. Somewhere between Ian’s steady pace and Pani’s hurried antics, was Jacob’s easy fucking.
She sighed at all the differences, even as she tried valiantly to categorize and store them all for later. She was losing control, her body responding to the men. Now, this was what she had hoped for: Three cocks, three different men, and just her- At the center of it all. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and just stopped thinking.
Joslin grew tense, wound too tightly… then, suddenly snapped. Despite the intense heat of four bodies crowded together, moving in mass, lost in sensation, blood flushing the surfaces of their skin, she felt a slice of cold start low and build. It cut deep, making her shriek. Riding the edge of her second climax- a miracle of willpower- she let the frozen wave crest above her and pull her under. Coming apart, shards of ice melting in a sudden burst of fire as her sheath, anal passage, and mouth were flooded with warm spunk, Joslin finally saw heaven.
It was all she had imagined and so much more...
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I stood there for a moment. I knew I was going to say yes, I just didn’t want to sound too eager. She stood up in my silence and walked slowly over to me. At first I thought she was going to kiss me, but then I saw what she was really doing. As she walked over to me she was gently undoing her bikini straps. She started with the easy one on her hips, with one little pull her bottom effortlessly fell to the floor. My mouth hung open.
Her legs were perfect and toned, her fair skin was hardly tanned. Her thighs came together just below her pelvis in small patch of auburn hair. As she kept moving closer, she undid the strap around her neck and her top fell to the floor. Her breasts hung there in front of me for a moment, both of us in silence. I can see in her eyes she was reading my reaction, waiting for it. I was so aroused I could feel the heat between my legs aching subtly. Her nipples were soft and pink, and prickled with goose bumps in the cool night hair. Without hesitation I bent down and wrapped my tongue around them. She gasped in shock as I gently pinch her nipple between my teeth. My hands cupped both of her breasts, massaging them gently between my fingers. She moaned and arched her back in pleasure as I moved back and forth between her breasts.
“Jesus Rebecca.”She whimpered out between sighs and deep breaths. Without prompting her, she slid her hand between my legs. At first she just rubbed the outside of my bathing suit, but I was so wet I knew she could feel the seep of juices through the material. She quickly pinched the bottom of my suit, pulling it down just enough to slide to the side. The feel of her warm fingers against me made my knees buckled. She didn’t try to penetrate me, she just kept. . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members
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Table of Content
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 1
The Frisbee skidded in the wet beach sand beside us as it landed from mid-air.
“Hellooo ladieess, could you toss us that Frisbee. We’re awful sorry for getting it so close to you.” The boy’s words reeked of sarcasm and bullshit. He was desperately trying to look cool for his pack of knuckle heads. I’d had my fair share of them, both in college and my recent years. Granted I only slept with them when I was in college, it was the only time I feel for that crap.
“How about you boys keep your games to yourself, okay? Wouldn’t want to have to teach you a lesson now would I?” I teased. I used my best sultry fuck me voice, he gleamed a smile o his face, I followed with a swift middle finger which quickly ended his smile and their pathetic attempts of a pickup.
“Ugh, they’ve been bothering you all day,” scoffed my son’s girlfriend, Melissa. It was true, they had been catcalling me all afternoon, but I doubted that was what was bothering her.
“A little upset, dear? A little bummed they haven’t picked up on youuuu?” I teased, as I poked her in her side. Her skin was so soft and smooth, I took any chance I could to touch it. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t really care. She was adorable, mature enough to know what she wanted, and that perfect collegiate age where experimentation just goes with the territory.
“Not at all. I may go to school with them, but I’ll never be attracted to Neanderthals.” We both laughed, they were rather hairy and
stupid. “Plus Rebecca, if I can be honest?”
“You always are dear, that’s what I love about you.”
“Well, they’re not wrong.” she said, her voice coming out half as loud as if she were implying more than she wanted to let on.
“Well thank you dear. That’s very kind of you. But boys will be boys, so I never take it to heart. A real man is subtle and clever with his compliments. He makes you think about it, before its true nature reveals itself.”
“Well that’s very poetic.”
“It’s true, your boyfriend’s-I mean, Mark's father use to whisper the most elegant things in my ear. But sadly it’s been years since we’ve shared that kind of intimacy.” I shifted my weight so I could see her better. If the conversation was going to get a little more personable, I wanted to be able to see her reaction clearly. Stretched out on the lounge chair in the middle of the afternoon, I was surprised the boys weren’t hollering at her instead of me. She continued her questioning.
“That’s sad to hear, if you don’t mind me asking what happened?” I could see she was prying, her curiosity only peaked when I mentioned the lack of intimacy. She was looking for something.
“People grow apart, taste change, lives change, and you end up wanting other things. Plus I think Mark’s father got a little tired of my body, not that his is any better.”
“How can you say that? You’re body’s amazing and you’re too.” Her reaction was a little to heartfelt, I could see she was embarrassed quite quickly.
“Well thanks Melissa. But to be honest, I’ve never felt very comfortable with my chest. Sure I’ve got some handfuls.” I said cupping them both, noticing her eyes dipping quickly to stare. “But I’ve never felt very sexy in that department. Sure I’ve got a great face, and my ass is still pretty stellar after all these years. But deep down, I’ve never felt as sexy, as say a girl like you.” I finished by pointing directly at her chest. She had fantastic breast, they hung perfectly as she lay back on her lounge chair. Her skin was fair and white, dusted slightly with freckles. It was hard not to stare at her, she was incredible. Her body was toned and fit from years of cross country running, and she dressed like a debutant. Her bathing suit alone must of cost twice as much as mine. But I could tell she was that age, where she still wasn’t completely comfortable with whom she was yet.
“You know Melissa,” I pressed on. “If I had a chest like yours, I would have ruled the world.” We both roared with laughter, a quick break from her curious tension.
“Well, Mrs. Taner... I like smaller breasts. Mine aren’t that much bigger. But yours are just right, perfect even.” Her voice seemed to be trailing off, as if she was fantasizing a little harder about than she should.
“Oh really?” I mused. “And its Rebecca, I don’t know how many times I’m going to have to remind you.
“Oh you’re right, I apologize. But to be frank Rebecca, yes I think your tits are perfect,” She said with a wink and a quick cover of her lips, as if tits was far too vulgar of a word.
“Oh no need to be PC Melissa.” We laughed and blushed together, she reached out and squeezed my hand to savour the moment. It was a harmless gesture, but I could tell there was more to it than just that. We spent the rest of the afternoon tanning and drinking. Mimosa’s kept flowing, and when we would run out we’d take turns walking back to the house to fill our pitcher.
Our girls-chat continued on into the evening, never straying very far from our intimacy issues. Melissa was experiencing the same with Mark. Which figured, he was his father’s son. She told me how at first he had been a real gentleman, but over the last year she had just become a side piece. He spent most of his days with his friends, and the few nights she did get to spend with him, it was either video games or sports. He hardly made an effort to do what she cared for anymore. I kept reminding her that his father was the same way.
CHAPTER 2
The sun had nearly set, when we decided to head back to the house. The sky was the deepest black on one horizon, and the palest blue and orange on the other. Only a few stars had begun to poke their heads out of the night sky. Melissa and I were both a little inebriated; the stairs back up the cliff made for a hilarious attempt to get home. By the time we reached the back porch of the house we were buckled over from laughing so hard.
“You know Mrs. Taner.”
“Rebecca, pleeease Melissa. Mrs Taner makes me feel old.”
“Sorry, Rebeccaaa. You know this is the most fun I’ve had in a while.”
“Well that’s what drinking all day and the beach can do to you.” We clinked our glasses together in agreement and continued on into the house. Melissa quickly flopped down upon the couch, her hair was now a somewhat tangled mess from the day of swimming. I couldn’t help but notice it, the way it curled and its subtle blonde undertones. Her bikini top was slowly coming undone, I could see that her nipples were hard. It was quickly turning me on. I hadn’t really noticed how drunk I was, but after a day of revealing secrets, her revealing top was doing me in. I didn’t want to stare, but I couldn’t help myself. The way she was sitting, the way her top was just loose enough that I could see the edge of her nipple. It was quickly making it difficult to think of anything but her naked.
“Ahem, excuse me honey, but your tops coming a little undone.” I said gently gesturing towards her chest. I could see she was frazzled, obviously drunker than I was.
“Oh God, how embarrassing.” She quickly sat up to readjust herself. She lifted her arms behind her head, to retie her top.
“No need to be embarrassed darling, it happens to the best of us. Hell one time I lost my whole top in front of my best friend. But now is not the time or place for that story.” I smirked a little after saying it, I was hoping she would want to know.
“Oh that does sound embarrassing.” She said sheepishly, as she continued to fix up her appearance.
“Not really actually, it was one of the better nights of my life.” Now I was just forcing her to ask.
“Well do tell Rebecca, you’ve entertained me with a few great stories already.” She said with a wink and a cross of her legs. I took a moment to decide if it was the right thing to do.
“Well, I was about your age attending school.” I paused for a second. “No I can’t tell you this, it’s much too private.”
“Why not?” She pushed on.
“Because I’ve never told anyone, it’s one of my few secrets that I’m taking to my grave.”
“Oh then it must be good.” She mused. She knew it was private, and personal, and now she was coaxing me. “What did you do Rebecca, have a little too much fun with an old friend?” She winked again, I simple faked a gasp and swatted her sass away.
“ Well if you must know, you nosy annoyance you, yes. Yes I did, a long time ago, have a little too much fun with a good friend of mine. But it was college, and it was a time for experimenting. So I don’t judge myself.” I could see her face was surprised. She had assumed that’s what I was going to say, I doubt she actually expected it to be true.
“Oh, my.” There was a long uncomfortable pause. I could tell she was flustered.
“Have you ever been with a women Melissa?” I asked. Her eyes bulged at the question.
“No, not really.”
“Not reallyyy?” I pushed.
“Well, honestly no. No I’ve never actually had fun with any girlfriends of mine. But I have enjoyed myself with a friend. In a way.” I could tell she was nervous with her admittance.
“How so?” My question coming out a little too eager. I was incredible aroused at this point, we’d been talking so much today I was ready to disrobe her on the spot. Realizing it was both cheating, and stealing only made the fantasy worse. I was trying my best to hide the feelings, but I was failing miserably. I didn’t really care about my husband, it had been forever since he had even shown half this much interest in me. I knew Melissa was in the same boat with Mark. We were two women starved for attention from the men in our lives. I
did my best to focus as she continued on with her story.
“Well my roommate last year. We used to ..... Well we used to masturbate together.” She tucked her head away, as if to hide from her statement.”Oh it’s so embarrassing.”
“Melissa dear, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact it’s kind of sexy. Like, I know I sound old and dated, but, you go girl.” She smiled, and we laughed for a second to break the uncomfortable tension. “Being with someone of the same sex, can be very liberating. I’ve never masturbated with a friend, but God would I love to try.” I could see her eyes light up at the idea.
“Really?”
“Oh God yes, your gorgeous Melissa I would love to watch you pleasure yourself. I bet it looks good.” I could see she was taken aback by my comment. She shifted her legs, crossing them the opposite way. She was fidgeting with nerves, she was doing her best to not think about what I had just said. I however, was fantasizing about her. I wanted to watch her touch herself, I wanted to watch her toes curl as she made herself come.
“Okay.” She whispered.
“Excuse me?” I stammered. I was hardly prepared for her reply, or what was about to come next.
CHAPTER 3
