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“Oh, god!” She moaned. “Mia, this is all so insane… I could have never in my wildest dreams…”
“Dreams are for dreamers, Liz.” Mia gasped. “Live life to the full… experience everything.”
“I know, Bestie.” Liz nodded, pushing her sexy ass back at Dirk as he humped Mia. “And I have you to thank for it.”
“And I must thank you.” The redhead panted. “Or else I’d have never known… Dirk was more useful to me other than being an idiot step-brother.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Dirk wheezed. “I think.”
***
“You’ve earned it, stud.” Mia moaned, feeling her second orgasm rise up within her.
Mia’s belly clenched under Liz, and she grabbed at the brunette frenetically. She screamed out her step-brother’s name as her orgasm exploded all over his grinding tool.
“Three strikes and I’m still on the home plate.” Dirk joked, his breath coming in short gasps. “It’s time I hit one for the team.”
“Oh, shit, Dirk… don’t cum inside me.” Mia suddenly cried out, wide eyed. “I’m not on the pill.”
“Augh, hell.” He grunted. ‘I’m on the verge… urkk.”
“Liz?” Mia looked up.
“I’m never on the pill.” The brunette was alarmed. “I never dreamt I’d ever get knocked up.”
“To hell with you two.” Dirk gasped. “I’m going to blow my load.”
“No, wait.” Mia cried out. “We want a taste, don’t we, Liz?
“Er… I… I don’t know…” The other woman looked at Dirk in uncertainty.
His bald head was gleaming and his face was red and twisted. He wasn’t kidding about blowing his wad right away. He grunted and pulled out of his step-sister, leaning back and grabbing his rock hard cock. His fist moved in a blur and his breath was high and ragged.
“Come on, Dirk.” Mia yelled, sitting up and leaning in under his surging cock. “Cum all over me, in my mouth, on my face, all fucking over me.”
“Hell, yeah!” The muscular man groaned and thrust his pelvis forward. His whole body shuddered as a streak of thick, gooey man-cream hit escape velocity and shot right into Mia’s open mouth. She closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue as a stream of the same followed the first salvo.
Liz suddenly felt left out and pushed in beside her best friend. Mia grinned, her face a mess of sweat and semen, and pushed his spewing cock toward Liz. The brunette hungrily popped the red hot cockhead into her mouth, her eyes wide in wonder. Dirk sure had a load to deliver, her cheeks filled to capacity, she tried to swallow it all but it dribbled down her chin and the sides of her hungry mouth.
“Can’t waste a drop of that good stuff.” Mia said huskily, licking the excess off Liz’s face.
“Oh, yeah… “Dirk groaned. “Lap it up, ladies… and there’s plenty more where that came from.”
“Ah, now I do love the sound of that.” Mia laughed, pulling his cock away from Liz to savor the last few drops dribbling out of it.
Liz leaned back, feeling strangely invigorated and satisfied at the same time. She looked up at Dirk and he gave her a smile.
“Welcome to the good life, Miss Mazarich.” He said, caressing his step-sisters hair as she sucked him dry. “You’re going to love every minute of it here.”
“Oh, I already am, Mister Parrish, I already am.” Liz smiled.
The End
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Yes sir...
A husband is supposed to love and cherish his wife, is he not? To adore and worship her? To do all he can to please her?
But, what if that meant... seeing her pleasured by another man? A hot, sexy stud with a large piece of equipment – capable of blowing her mind, in a way that the woman's own husband could never even imagine?
Would he love her then? While she was being filled... overflowing with the liquid passions of a stranger – hard and without protection... Perhaps he would, if the price was right – but even then, is there every any going back?
***
It started off slowly. Little kinky things. I'd be watching a porn video and, instead of just focusing in on the girl and how badly I wanted to plow her pussy... something began to change. I would look at the cock going right into her cunt, but instead of imagining myself doing the ramming, and instead of picturing the random girl – I would envision my wife on the end of that big throbbing manhood. That's right... It felt good to imagine her being filled and pleasured by another man; especially one with a shaft so large and impressive.
Janna had always told me I had a good-sized member... but I knew this was just a wife's way of being kind and sparing my feelings. It is quite clear to see that a man with a cock as substantial as the pornstar's could easily satisfy my wife in ways I'd never even approach, let alone meet.
And no, this isn't me being self-conscious about my size. I had done many tests and seen many numbers. I'd used all of the standard reference objects. And in the end, despite my wife's constant reassuring, I simply didn't measure up.
It bothered me that she would be stuck with such a sorry cock for the rest of her life. She's an incredibly sexy and beautiful woman... a body that good deserves to be pleasured to the fullest. And if I couldn't give that to her, I'd find someone else who was capable of delivering such intense satisfaction – the hardest part would be convincing my wife that she could allow another man's cock into her most delicate ofopenings...
***
“Oh, honey...” My wife moaned. “You feel so big tonight!”
Normally I loved hearing this kind of dirty talk as we fucked. But, the problem today is... I wasn't even inside of her yet!
My gorgeous wife had grown so accustomed to false complimenting my manhood that she had forgotten the first critical step – wait for me to insert! Though, in truth, she probably couldn't even tell if I was in or not. My small penis had always been a bit of an issue with me. An insecure little twig that I felt ashamed of possessing.
And, while yes, my adoring wife had overlooked the small stature of my member... I knew that she would be much happier with a larger piece of meat to please her. It just seemed so unfair for me to expect her to remain faithful, when I was nearly incapable of satisfying those precious feminine needs. After all, it's true what they say – you can't fuck a personality. Though my lovely woman certainly tried.
She, Janna, did everything under the sun to accommodate my particular problem below the belt line. Hell, even once... and I say this with quite a bit of embarrassment, we tried using a strap-on. And I don't mean she railed me with it. I mean I wore it! Just to give her a decent amount of ramming depth. But neither of us had liked that device much.
My insides were ashamed at the thought of having to tie on some piece of rubbery dildo to please my wife. It left me flaccid for several weeks afterward. Knowing you aren't man enough to satisfy yourwoman... What a terrible feeling. And hearing her soft words of how great I am, and how wonderful I make her feel, and all the other kind comments – they only serve to make my plight worse. It's plain to see the woman is lying to spare my ego.
I just wish there was something I could do, something that I could give her, even if it was only once, that would treat her to untold pleasures of sexual liberation and gratification. The kind of stuff I could only dream of bestowing upon her.
Oh boy... just thinking about her supple skin and those large, heaving breasts gets me feeling down. What a reaction to have about your wife! Jesus christ! Yet, that is where I'm at in life. Instead of being turned on by her round ass and those curvy hips, I can only feel despair and shame. The woman takes such great care of herself, too. For a mature lady, Janna is every bit as stimulating as any of those youngerfloozies. She's got the full-bodied figure of a re
al woman, yet still possesses the sex appeal of a twenty something hottie. That is a rare and much sought-after combination, or so I'm told.
Men will hit on my wife all the time – even if I'm just stuck in the rear of the line, holding open the door for several people after she walks in – a handsome man will swoop by and try to make some debonairpass at her. But Janna is a faithful woman. She'd never stray. Being raised to respect marriage, Janna took her vows very seriously. Till death do us part, and all of that good stuff.
So it had never bothered me that other men flirted and propositioned her. In fact, I even felt proud at times. Knowing I was one of those lucky guys with a hot wife. It made me beam with joy and delight, thinking how tempting and arousing she made other men, yet knowing I had her all to myself. That was the dream anyway... but this damn tiny toy of mine, tucked in low beneath the waist line made for an awful romp between the sheets. I wonder how many years it's been since Janna felt the rush of a vaginal orgasm, one caused by a slab of manmeat, forcing its way into her drenched pussy and pounding her into the throes of ecstasy.
She had claimed to cum on several occasions with me, though I very much doubted all of these. Probably after trying dozens of times and getting nowhere, she had turned to faking it – once again, to spare my feelings. What a miserable sex life I had forced upon the very woman I loved so dearly!
And here we were tonight, once more giving this intercourse thing a try... with me not even penetrating a single inch of her pussy, yet already being complimented and praised for my size. That's what killed me the most... Knowing she felt so compelled and obligated to lie right to my face.
Something just had to be done... And I had a plan of action in mind; if only she would agree to my taboo desire.
***
It was early in the evening. We were just settling in for a night at home when I saw Janna walk into the room – wearing a pair of tiny, tight shorts and a plain t-shirt. What a sight! My wife always looked amazing, even in the simplest of clothes. How perfect her ass appeared in those skimpy little things. The cotton material clung to her ass like a well-fitting glove. Each step she took displayed the plump and enticing cheeks. Mmmm... The visual delight of her body had never ceased to arouse me, and so of course, I felt a surge of excitement sting my flagging cock. And I hadn't even looked up at her top half yet!
The common t-shirt descended down to right above her hip line. Which meant just a bit of skin was visible from between her shorts and the shirt. That contrast of clothing and skin put my sexual appetite into overdrive! Her large, well-formed breasts were tucked away nicely (despite being braless). The light colored nipples were just barely visible beneath the shirt. I could make out their shape, licking my lips, and remembering how good it felt to taste those titty treats of hers. The hard nipple popping around my tongue and mouth. Mmm...
And her legs! The toned and firm limbs! I recall when we first met, during one of our earliest sexual adventures, where I had run my tongue from the bottom of those delicious calves all the way up to her pleasing rear-end. It was the best feeling of my life! Having this sex goddess allow me the privilege of experiencing her flesh.
Not to mention her vulpine face. The foxy, seductive features. Janna's eyes were like deep wells of sexual energy. You couldn't look into them without feeling an urge to ravage the woman. She oozed pure lust, dripping with carnality.
Suffice it to say, there was never a woman more tempting and tantalizing than my pretty gal. And yet, this is what made my situation all the more difficult! Being able to stare and gaze endlessly upon her awe-inspiring beauty, yet completely incapable of sating her own desires. But, tonight would be different! I had seen to that.
And as she walked into the room – me sitting on the bed with my laptop – I called out her name.
“Janna, babe,” I said.
“Yeah?” She responded, looking over her shoulder as she removed an earring.
And oh my! How tasty her ass looked in that pose. The bottom portion of the cheeks had squished slightly, creating a massive crease line for me to perv on. That's just where I loved sticking my face...
“Would you mind coming over here?” I asked.
“Sure thing, John,” came her sweet reply.
And a moment later she was standing beside the bed, eagerly and happily awaiting further instruction.
I nodded toward the laptop with a lascivious grin.
“What is it?” She giggled, bending over to view the screen. “Oh my!”
“Just something new,” I laughed, all the while staring at her face to judge the reaction.
I'd done a little naughty deed. Playing on my laptop was a hot porn video. One with an attractive girl taking a dick in her pussy – from a massive and girthy pole.
“You're over here watching, porn, huh mister!” She gave me one of those motherly scornful looks, yet in an entirely playful manner.
“I thought we might try it out and see what we think... so, what do we think?” I smiled proudly.
“Well, uh,” she paused, “I guess it looks pretty nice. She's a very pretty girl.”
“What about the, uh, the man? You know, his package.” And here I nudged Janna with an elbow and a wink.
“John!” She gasped. “You know I don't think about other cocks. I just love yours, baby,” Janna smiled, rubbing my shoulder.
Good grief, woman! I'm trying to help you here! But this was to be expected. Janna wouldn't give in lightly to this kind of thing. It would take a bit of convincing.
“Hop in bed and watch a little with me,” I nodded, tapping the open space beside me.
“What's gotten into you, baby!” She giggled. “You're being a filthy little boy tonight, aren't you?”
“Mmmhmm,” I grinned. “Now, let's get nasty!”
And at last her warm thigh was pressed up against my own. It was time to implement the nefarious plot...
“Do you have any favorite kinks?” I asked.
“Kinks...” She hesitated. “I don't think so, just the usual stuff I guess. You know what we've done.”
“Yeah, but... any secret desires,” I smiled.
“No, not really. Just boring old wifey here!”
“Ok, ok, I'll just put something on and we can see how it goes, ok?”
“Sounds, good baby,” she nodded, wrapping an arm around me. “Hey! Are you hard!” She questioned, looking down at my crotch.
Oh boy, I certainly wish I was! And to be honest, the thought of Janna slurping on that cock filling the laptop screen had gotten me pretty aroused. She would just look so good being pleased by something like that, I just knew it!
“You dirty girl!” I spat back. “Let's get started first before you lose all self-control!”
“Yes, dear,” she nodded. “I'll be a good girl.”
“Good!”
I then went searching for another selection of lewd viewing material. There was a girl equipped with a similar body type to hers. I chose that one, and in a few seconds we were watching the on-screen woman spreading her ass for a large dick.
“Mmm, doesn't that look good,” I asked.
“Yeah, pretty good,” she replied.
So far, so good...
“That is a nice cock, too.” I hinted. “Look at the size of it! I bet she is loving it inside of her. See how her pussy is being stretched and pulled!”
I hoped my comments weren't being overly transparent or obvious – but, they actually did have me pretty excited. The thought of seeing my wife railed, just like this, by that same veiny manhood... wooo! It would look so perfect. With her awesome pussy being spread apart and stuffed, oh jesus! I really was getting hard now.
“Look at that...” I moaned.
Janna didn't respond this time. I could see she was staring intently at the screen, drawn in by the sight. Hopefully that meant she took some enjoyment from it!
It was time to move forward... and so I reached across the bed and put my hand on her warm pussy. My, my! And by the feelin
g of it, she had already gotten a little wet. A slight dampness lingering on the material.
She gasped at my touch, taken by surprise by the wanton act.
“Janna,” I whispered, my heart racing with nerves, unsure if I should progress. “How would you... how would you like to feel a cock like that?”
