Hotwife Kelly Bundle

by R. C. Curtis

  I wondered what she was doing now, right this moment. Tormented as I was by Kelly’s unpredictable sense of right and wrong, her sexuality drove me, as always, insane.

  I knew Kelly was on a cocktease mission. She wanted to tease the hell out of Sefa.

  I admired that. It was sexy too, although I wasn’t sure it would work for her. Either way, I was desperate to know what she was doing.

  I wasn’t looking for an address as I rolled down first one old dirt road and then another. I was looking for light. I knew they’d have a fire, and I just wanted to catch a glimpse of it.

  Finally, I did.

  I parked with a bunch of other cars. I locked up and headed to the beach. On the way, I passed Sandra’s truck. I knew Kelly was down there on the beach somewhere.

  I can see the fire glowing on the beach.

  There is a puddle of light on the beach, and I make my way there. It is a party, in every sense of the world. It’s Hawaii, of course. Every mix of person is here, including haoles like myself. And the crowd is huge, much bigger than most parties. My guess is this party has been crashed, or somebody invited way too many people. I move along the edge of the firelight, but no one cares. I just another in the crowd. There’s a good vibe too, so far everyone is relaxed, and having fun.

  Everyone except Sefa.

  I can see him.

  He sits on an old picnic table.

  He is not relaxed.

  He is not relaxed because my pretty girlfriend is holding his stiff cock between both her hands, stroking it up and down.

  I felt the fight go out of me.

  Kelly still wore her bikini top and sarong. Her perfect hands slid up and down Sefa’s cock,

  I was maybe twenty feet away. Sefa was very focused on Kelly. Kelly was very focused on him.

  Everybody seemed pretty focused on them.

  I saw an equal blend of guys and girls here. And everybody watched Kelly.

  Well, either Kelly or Sefa’s cock. That dude had a cock, both long and thick.

  I had a sudden shift in perspective.

  Kelly thrives on male attention. Men were watching her. And obviously, Sefa was a man.

  Kelly looked OK. I decided to trust her and see how it played out.

  Kelly had been the aggressor. In general, when men pursue Kelly, one of the first things they do is bare her breasts. Kelly has very, very nice breasts.

  Kelly still had her bikini top on. And yet she was fondling and playing with Sefa’s fully erect cock.

  If Sefa thought Kelly didn’t like him, she hid it well. Her fingers coaxed him, urged him to push her boundaries.

  I blended with the crowd, the dozens of people watching Kelly stroke his cock in the warm light.

  You could hear the fire crackle.

  Kelly dropped between Sefa’s legs. She squatted, her legs open. Sefa spread his legs open and Kelly bent over his outthrust cock.

  I swear everyone took a step forward.

  Kelly likes to tease a cock before she sucks it, but she didn’t do that here. She fit her mouth over its massive head and began working it with her tongue.

  She looked like she had a jawbreaker wedged into her mouth, one way too big for her. Drool dribbled out at the corners of her lips, and she rolled the head of his cock around eagerly in her mouth.

  I could see tension in her body.

  Kelly lifted her mouth and let saliva fall onto his thick cock, then she dropped her mouth over it again. She waited a moment. The head of his cock bulged her cheeks outward. I saw her neck flex, and then she tried to swallow him.

  Slowly, like a python swallowing a deer, she worked her neck muscles and began to devour the terrible shaft. A half inch went in, then another. Sefa held rock still, his head tipped back, his hips lifting.

  Kelly swallowed another inch.

  He lips were stretched tight. Her eyes staring straight down the immense shaft she had challenged herself with. She rested, then swallowed another inch. You could see the head of his cock bulging in her neck now, like an obscene goiter.

  Another inch.

  Kelly had his cock buried halfway down her throat, but she wasn’t even close to pressing her nose into his belly yet. She gripped his thighs, steadying herself, and then pulled her head down onto his cock.

  She swallowed the rest of it in one sudden gulp.

  Her lips stretched around the base of his cock, her chin pressed against his balls, Kelly took his cock all the way in.

  She started to quiver, then she shuddered and she lifted up off his cock struggling for air. She gasped, her mouth wet, drool on her chin. His cock bounced free, sticking up in front of her face as she retched and tried to catch her breath.

  Sefa grabbed her hair and stood up, all in one motion. He twisted her, pushing her down on her back up onto the bench of the picnic table, then pulled her by the hair so that her head was hanging off the edge.

  Kelly didn’t struggle. Her bikini clad breasts rose and fell as she gulped air.

  Sefa aimed the bulbous head of his cock at her mouth and pushed forward.

  Kelly arched her neck, and he slid into her throat.

  Kelly stared eyes wide. He took the first of her throat in one push. Then, guardedly, he pushed his cock slowly into the lower half of her throat.

  You could see it.

  Kelly had an Adam’s apple now, or maybe a baseball stuck in her throat. You could see exactly where the head of his cock was in her. He eased it forward, almost fearfully, delicately, trying not to trigger her gag reflex.

  Sefa trembled. He wanted this. He wanted his cock all the way down Kelly’s throat.

  There had been a few catcalls, a few vulgar words of encouragement as Kelly first went down on his cock, but now there was just a collective holding of breath. We had seen her take it all the way down once, if only for a few seconds. But could Kelly throat fuck him?

  The bulge slowly slid down Kelly’s throat. Sandra stepped forward and knelt by Kelly, taking her hand. She whispered to Kelly, and Kelly grabbed her shoulder.

  Sefa pushed a little deeper.

  Kelly’s hand tightened, and Sandra ran a soothing hand over Kelly’s belly. “Good girl,” she said. “Almost there. You are doing so well.”

  The bulge pressed downward, now just above her suprasternal notch, that delicate hollow at the base of her throat.

  Sandra whispered encouragement and held Kelly’s hand. I saw their fingers squeeze.

  And then suddenly the bulge disappeared. The final two inches slid in all at one, down behind Kelly’s clavicle, and now her throat bulged evenly. Her leg trembled. Her lips were stretched wide, tears forced from her eyes by the pressure.

  Sefa held his cock there, as deep as he had ever been down a woman’s mouth. He stared blankly at her, one arm braced on the table. His mouth hung open.

  He began to back out.

  The bulge reappeared, and traveled half way up her throat, and then Sefa stopped and pushed it back into her again. Kelly didn’t make a sound, but saliva bulged up around her distended lips. The girl soothed her again.

  Sefa repeated the motion. Out halfway, then sinking his cock deep into her until his balls hung on either side of her nose.

  He did it again.

  When he buried his cock deep a surge of drool seeped out from her distended lips.

  Kelly’s body relaxed.

  Sefa began to move easily inside her throat, if not inside her stomach. I tried to remember if humans have a gullet, because if we do, Kelly was being gullet fucked.

  Somehow they found a rhythm. Kelly caught a breath as he pulled back, because when he thrust into her, her windpipe squeezed shut from the pressure. She only had short moments, for quick breaths, but she managed to do it and Sefa deep fucked her throat.

  I knew she wasn’t getting enough air, and that this couldn’t last, but suddenly Sefa plunged deep into her and reached down with his hand and squeezed her nostrils shut.

  Kelly writhed. Her hands came up flailing, but wi
thout any strength. Her arms waved at him, but Sefa held his cock deep in her anyway, and shuddered.

  He came without any sound, his eyes staring at her, as he convulsed in deep rhythmic spasms.

  Kelly’s hands fell weakly away, and Sefa drew his cock out of her throat. Most of his cum was already deep in her belly, but streaks of it clung to his shaft. As he pulled out Kelly gave a deep, wrenching gasp for air. His cock dragged across her face, streaking it wetly.

  Kelly coughed hoarsely, lying on the bench. She turned to one side, letting drool slip out of her mouth. Mostly she just wanted to breathe.

  Sefa grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet. He sat down heavily on the bench of the picnic table, and gripped Kelly by the hips. He began to pull her down onto his still erect cock. Kelly mindlessly reached between her legs and gripped his cock, guiding it into her pussy as he forced her down onto it.

  Her face and neck were smeared with spit and cum. She looked out at everyone stupidly, as if she was in a different place. The cock sank into her. She let her legs go limp and in a moment Sefa was completely buried in her body from the other direction now.

  Kelly moaned.

  Sefa slipped his hands to her inner thighs, and spread her legs wide open as she sat on his lap, facing everyone. He flipped away the dangling sarong, and exposed her pussy to us: glistening, eager, and stretched with the burden of his cock buried within.

  He moved slowly inside her, as he then untied her sarong and tossed it to one side. He gripped her legs and looped them outside of his own, so that Kelly sat on his lap with her pussy irrevocably exposed. You could see his shaft moving in and out between her clinging labia.

  He had no struggle entering Kelly from between her surrendered thighs. His cock sank easily into her wet aroused pussy. Kelly just whimpered as he moved inside her.

  He pushed her neck forward. Kelly curled, sucking her taut tummy in, her head bent over, watching his cock burrow up into her. Kelly’s belly rippled, as she gripped him with her pussy, and then you could see the bulge of his cock moving up into her, an obvious distention pushing her belly outwards.

  He did this slowly, forcefully. Kelly made an unthinking sound in response. Her eyes were half open, her mouth slack, her body glazed with her own sweat, her legs spread wide and wrapped outside his. His cock moved in her relentlessly. Her arms hung limply by her side.

  One of the guys stepped forward and grabbed her bikini top, and turned it down, spilling her breasts out over the cups. Her naked breasts rose and fell with each breath, each slow thrust into her. Her nipples puckered into hard little stumps.

  Kelly swayed heedlessly on his cock. She reached up, and tried to pull her bikini top back up. Another guy stepped forward and undid it from behind. Kelly looked down at the top in her hands, then laid it beside her on the bench of the picnic table.

  The way Sefa had her bent, each of his thrusts slowly caressed the entire length of her g-spot. Past her g-spot, and ending up in some part of her belly that bulged outward every single time.

  Kelly had no hope.

  Sefa fucked her resolutely, and she quivered constantly in response. You could see her belly start to tighten, you could watch her wet pussy lips draped around his shaft.

  Kelly started to gasp in short little bursts, and everyone watched as Sefa fucked her relentlessly toward orgasm.

  Kelly held off. She fought it. She began to wriggle on his lap, as if she wanted to get away, but Sefa gripped her hips and clamped her to his body.

  Kelly gave three little cries, and then spasmed.

  She tried to clamp her legs shut, but Sefa held them open with his own thighs. Kelly grabbed her thighs and bent back, and came loudly. You could see her naked pussy contract around his cock. Sefa held her arms now, so she wouldn’t fall off him. He let Kelly slouch on his lap, breathing hard.

  Now he began to fuck her hard.

  Kelly cried out wordlessly, eyes half opened, her pussy bouncing on his cock now. Her bare breasts bounced out of control, her nipples jolting.

  It didn’t take long.

  In a few more moments Sefa groaned and this time loudly shot his sperm into her vanquished pussy. He drove in deep, and emptied into her cervix.

  Their motions slowed, and Kelly hung limply on his lap, still impaled by the cock inside her. He eased her off, and his cock slipped out followed by a rush of his cum. He set her to one side on the bench, then leaned back, took a deep breathe, and got up to get his clothes.

  I’m not sure Kelly knew where she was. She sat on the bench. She moved in slow motion. Breathing deep, she reached over and took up her bikini top. Awkwardly, she tried to drape it over her shoulders.

  The guy who had slipped it off her breasts in the first place came over and sat beside her. He took the bikini top in his hands, and Kelly listlessly gave it up to him.

  He dropped it to the ground, then put his hands on her shoulders. Kelly just stared as he moved in and kissed her. She sat quietly as he kissed her. His hand went to her breast. He nuzzled her neck for a moment, and then went back to her mouth.

  Kelly turned her face towards him and kissed him back.

  They sat on the bench of the picnic table, kissing, and he teased and cupped Kelly’s breasts. Then he took her by the hand and guided her on top of the picnic table. Kelly complied, her legs rubbery, her eyes glassy. He laid her back slowly, her naked body shimmering in the firelight, and slipped out of his shorts to kneel between her docile thighs. He bent down to kiss her again. Kelly slipped her hands behind his neck as he slid his cock into her oblivious pussy.

  His cock was nowhere near the behemoth that Sefa had wielded, but that didn’t seem to matter now. He fucked Kelly, and she fucked him back, their bodies trying to find a quick rhythm. Kelly stroked the back of his head softly as he fucked her frantically. Another minute, and he suddenly jerked, and arched, emptying his cum into her. They lay together a few moments, Kelly still stroking his head, then he rolled off of her and grabbed his shorts.

  Kelly lay back, looking up at the stars.

  Another guy got up onto the table, his cock jutting stiffly outward. He knelt at the gates to heaven and slipped his own invader inside.

  Kelly turned her head and closed her eyes.

  He began to move inside her. Kelly kept her eyes shut and made little soft noises.

  Another guy brought his cock to Kelly’s mouth. Eyes still shut, she opened her mouth and took him in. She moved in a dissonant rhythm between their thrust, until the guy in her mouth sprayed cum. The first squirt Kelly took between her lips, but then he pulled out and sprayed it on her face. The guy fucking her filled her with cum shortly after.

  Another guy went between her legs and started fucking her hard. Kelly clung to his ass. After less than a minute, she arched her back and came again, gasping.

  She was primed now. He fucked her for a few more minutes, and Kelly came once more with his cock in her.

  She didn’t come with the next guy, because he finished too quickly, but she came twice with the guy following again, as another guy fondled her breasts.

  Other guys followed. I didn’t count. She was coming with most of them. Not the hard wrenching orgasm she had had on Sefa’s cock, but little quivering spasms that shook her body and weakened her thighs.

  Sandra saw me and we talked for a moment. I told her I would take Kelly home, and Sandra nodded and let me be.

  Another guy knelt between Kelly’s legs and pushed his cock into her.

  The next guy throat fucked her. The two guys after him fucked her pussy, although one of them pulled out and came on her belly.

  The next guy had already fucked her once, I was pretty sure.

  The crowd dwindled. It looked like pretty much anybody who had wanted to fuck her had done so. One guy fucked her steadily now, with no one standing close to take his place when he finished.

  At last he emptied into her, and Kelly lay alone on the table. I went over to her and laid my hand on her shoulder. She moane
d encouragingly, half smiling, then looked up at me.

  “Oh,” she said.

  I squeezed her gently.

  Words seemed alien to her. She found them slowly, deliberately. She spoke in a whisper, as if she were dreaming. “Were you here all along?”

  “Most of it,” I answered.

  She absorbed that answer. A guy walked past us, heading for the cars. “Did you fuck me?”

  I shook my head. “No.”