“Then I’m going to paddle your tight tan ass with my open-”
“Yessss!” Lourdes screamed, clearly no longer able to hear him as she fingered herself into ecstasy. “Yes, Blondie, yes!”
Chris gripped his hard dick tightly through his pants, wanting desperately to take himself out and jack himself off. But he knew that he should save his cum for Merci. As exciting as Lourdes was, she wasn’t half as beautiful, or sexy, or desirable to him.
Chris forced himself to let go of his cock.
“Blondie!” Her breath still came in ragged gasps, but she seemed to be past the main rush of her orgasm. “When are you coming over to fuck me proper?”
Chris took a very deep breath of his own. “Not tonight, Lourdes.”
He hung up the phone, picked up his glass and drained it to the dregs.
He wondered how long it would take his erection to fade.
Chapter Forty Three
Liv
Brian steered Liv up against the kitchen counter. His waist pressed up against her as he made certain she could feel his erection. Her blouse was already open with her bra pushed up over her nipples. His lips mashed hard against hers and his tongue thrust deep inside her.
Ordinarily this would be fun. Liv liked screwing younger guys. They had a lot of energy and enthusiasm, and their dicks could shoot cum like water out of a squirt gun. But tonight, Liv had other things to do. She hadn’t phoned Ed to get him and a friend to accidentally meet them at the bar so she could get off. This was all about distracting Merci while Liv finished nailing Chris in his figurative coffin.
Brian didn’t seem to have gotten that memo. He picked Liv up and set her on the counter. His hands went under her skirt, fumbling for her panties. In the other room, Liv could hear the tell tale sounds that things were really heating up. The grunts and moans were coming more frequently, punctuated by the occasional squeal of excitement. It was just about time for Liv to leave, but first she would have to deal with Brian.
The man in question had gotten Liv’s panties down around her knees and was now busy trying to get her to spread her thighs.
Liv closed her legs decisively.
Brian looked surprised. “What’s wrong?”
Liv’s panties slipped on down her legs to hang around one foot. “Nothing, handsome, I just have a few errands to run.”
“A few-”
“Didn’t Ed tell you the plan? You’re supposed to be fucking Merci tonight. That’s why I got her all drunk for you. Coming on to me was supposed to be a way to make her feel more comfortable so she’d relax and spread her legs for you and Ed.”
“What?”
Liv repositioned her breasts within her bra, then reached down and snagged her panties. Next she hopped off the counter and put her hand on Brian’s crotch. He was good and hard. She’d have to be careful lest he decide to fuck her anyway.
“Look, you’re still going to get your rocks off, it’s just, well, Merci’s breaking up with a guy and she really needs a good fucking tonight. I want her to feel two hard cocks thrusting inside her and Ed says you’re the man for the job.”
“But what about you?”
“Me?” Liv couldn’t help laughing. “You want to fuck me when you could have Merci?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Oooh, you deserve a reward for saying that. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. First, I promise I’ll come back tonight and then you can fuck me to your heart’s content. What I have to do shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours.”
“But what-”
She stuck her panties in his mouth to silence him. “Second, you can have these. Think of them as my own personal IOU. Starting tomorrow morning, they’re worth one blow job—anytime, anyplace—all you have to do is return them to me, pull out your dick, and I’ll make you rocket like the Fourth of July.”
Brian took the panties out of his mouth. It was obvious that he liked the idea, but he wasn’t completely ready to concede defeat. “Why don’t I go with you?”
Liv led him to the kitchen door so that they could see Merci and Ed in the living room. Ed’s hard cock was out of his pants and Merci was on her knees bobbing her head up and down on it.
Liv rubbed Brian’s dick through his pants again. “Are you really telling me you don’t want a piece of that?”
Brian didn’t answer, so Liv pulled down his zipper and extracted his hard dick. “It’s not like you have to choose,” she whispered. “You get to fuck her now and me later.”
Brian stepped through the doorway and never looked back.
Liv watched him kneel down behind Merci and run his hand between her thighs. “One more problem solved,” she whispered.
Liv didn’t bother to re-button her blouse as she left to find her car. She’d be changing it anyway, just as soon as she reached Chris’ house.
Chapter Forty Four
Merci
Merci’s head bobbed up and down on Ed’s hard dick as she luxuriated in the feel of his excitement. His hands ran through her hair, encouraging her without forcing her.
It was only her second white prick—small in comparison to Chris, but still big enough by any reasonable standard. The thing that always got mentioned about younger men’s cocks was that they could go on and on forever. They came faster—but they stayed hard—and their owners never wanted to stop fucking. Merci had every intention of testing that truism tonight. First she would suck Ed off. Then he would go down on her. And then they could fuck and fuck and fuck until dawn.
The hand on her pussy made her jump.
Twisting around she found Brian behind her, feeling Merci’s swollen lips through her panties.
She was about to ask him what had happened to Liv when she saw the naked erection poking out of his fly. The head of his dick was all shiny with excitement. Without a moment’s hesitation, Merci stopped sucking Ed and leapt to engulf Brian. Two white dicks at once—she couldn’t believe her good fortune.
Merci ran her tongue over the surface of this new penis. There were subtle differences between the two cocks. Brian’s dick was skinnier and shorter than Ed’s, but the veins along its surface stood out like cords of steel. She wanted to try both in her pussy, but felt no need to rush to that climax.
Ed growled in frustration, moving over beside Brian and demanding her attention.
Merci switched back to him, sucking his thick prick inside of her and clamping it between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She had a cock in each hand and tried to pump as well as suck. In addition to the up and down motion, she twisted her grips to add some lateral stimulation. The cocks just kept getting harder as the men kicked their pants off and began to remove their shirts.
Merci imagined she was in the locker room after the big game, rewarding the team for their victory, or better yet, paying up after losing a bet. It was all so incredible. Their strong hands stroked her hair as the meat in her fists grew thicker and harder. Merci’s mouth moved back and forth between them, oozing saliva mixed with two men’s pre-cum.
She wondered which man would be first to erupt: thick hard Ed or wiry Brian.
Even as she wondered, Brian’s purple head exploded in her hand. Ivory white semen hosed everything in front of him, spattering Merci’s face, her cleavage, her black dress and long hair.
She’d been leaving Ed’s dick to swallow Brian at the moment of the explosion, but now she reversed course just in time for Ed to fire into her open mouth. Her lips snapped closed, but not quite in time. The salty liquid squirted into the roof of her mouth and ricocheted down to her tongue. There seemed to be no end to it as he continued to spurt all over her body.
Merci closed her eyes and accepted the spray on her cheeks, breasts and dress, continuing to pump both men’s dicks. She couldn’t remember when she’d had more fun. Sometimes it just felt good to get dirty and act like a slut.
She pumped, she laughed and she sucked, completely confident that the best was yet to come.
Chapter Forty Five
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Liv
Liv parked on the street in front of Chris’ house before reaching into the back seat for her bag of accessories. She took out the pith helmet and placed it on the seat beside her. Then she pulled out the khaki shirt and stripped out of her still open blouse.
The shirt had clearly been bought for Chris in his role as the Great White Hunter, but Liv could make it serve her purpose tonight. She pulled it on and secured just a few buttons. It was way too large and gaped open in a helpful fashion. Chris wouldn’t be able to help but notice her bright red bra.
She checked her bag again to make certain the other items were present and then tossed her cell phone in on top. It was time to test Chris’ basic intelligence. Liv was betting he would flunk.
Liv got out of the car and put on the helmet. It was a little big for her, but necessary for the role. Then she picked up her bag and closed the door.
Chris answered before she had to ring twice.
“Oh, no,” he said when he saw her.
Liv flashed him her sweetest smile. “Merci and I have been watching movies,” she announced. “She’s sent me ahead to prepare the reenactment.”
“Reenactment?” Chris asked. He still had not moved out of the doorway to let her enter.
“I think she plans to edit the script,” Liv told him. “I’m just supposed to help set the scene and make nice.” She screwed her face into a grimace. “Frankly, I would just as soon you told me to get lost so you and Merci can break up and end this farce.”
Chris studied Liv’s face for a moment, then stepped back to let her enter. “Come in, Liv.”
She stepped past him into the house, passing close enough to smell the whiskey on him—both in his breath and in his pores. It was just like it had been all those years ago, only this time, Liv wasn’t drunk as well.
“So what exactly is it Merci wants us to do?” Chris asked.
Liv shrugged. “Make nice and get ready for the Jungle Queen’s arrival.”
She saw him eyeing her outfit so she twirled around for his inspection. “You like? She bought the shirt and helmet for you but we didn’t think you’d mind if I borrowed them.”
She moved so close that her breasts brushed against him. “So are we going to do this or what?”
“Do what?” Chris asked.
Liv loved the fact that she made him feel uncomfortable. She slid her arms around his waist to exasperate the feeling. “Why each other, of course.”
Chris’ hands flexed, like he wasn’t quite certain what he should be doing with them. The expression on his face was very serious and intense. “That’s a bad idea,” he said.
“That’s what I told Merci,” Liv said, “but she has this crazy idea that sex will make us all friends again.” She edged closer, pressing her nipples against him and bringing the rest of her body into light contact with his long lean lines. An encouraging bulge protruded from Chris’ pants, pressing back against her abdomen. “She says you still want me,” she said. “I know I still want you.”
The bulge thickened against her. Chris’ hands were still opening and closing as if he kept changing his mind back and forth over what to do.
Liv moved even closer—nominally to rub her cheek against his chest, but really to press her body more firmly against his hardening cock. “She wants you to take us both,” she whispered.
Chris’ arms swooped around Liv, right encircling her back, left grasping her short hair so he could force her head back to open the path to her mouth. His kiss was rough and demanding, just like she remembered it.
Liv loved it rough, but what really excited her was the knowledge that she had him.
A couple more hours and Merci would never even look at Chris again.
Chapter Forty Six
Merci
Merci knelt on the floor and pointed her ass into the air. When Brian hesitated, she wiggled it playfully at him. She knew how sexy she looked—bare ass up high, swollen pussy peaking from between her thighs, garters and stockings framing the picture—not to mention bare nipples rubbing on the carpet in front.
The little wiggle proved all the encouragement Brian needed. He knelt behind her and shoved his hard thin cock inside her. No foreplay, no ceremony, no preparation, just bam—head to hilt in one excited motion—just the way Merci wanted it.
Earlier, Ed had taken her on her back, pushing Merci’s ankles up by her ears and driving into her like a locomotive while Brian played with her nipples. Now while Brian fucked her, Ed seemed content to watch, his spent dick looking shriveled and lonely as it lay in his lap. Fortunately for Ed’s penis, Merci wasn’t through with it yet. What was the point of fucking young studs except to make their woodies come back again and again and again? She waved the ex-linebacker over and his eyes grew bright with excitement when he realized what she wanted.
Merci’s favorite part of porn was watching a woman get it from both ends. Tonight she was going to find out what it was like. While Brian grasped her hips and thrust into her pussy from behind, Merci slurped Ed’s limp cock into her mouth. She thought she would have to work to make him hard, but a few moments of suction with her tongue swirling around had him thickening right up inside her. He was small in comparison to Chris, but then Chris really was too big for what she wanted tonight.
As soon as his erection grew sturdy enough, Ed began to pump. It took half a minute for he and Brian to find a complimentary rhythm, but oh God when they did how wonderful it felt. Two hard cocks thrust inside her, first compressing her body and then stretching her out as her lips tried to hold on to them.
Merci’s pussy tightened on Brian’s cock and she twisted her swollen nipple mercilessly between her fingers. Her whole body began to shake with her urgency. She wanted another stud on her clitoris but she had to make do with what she had. She let go of her tit and attacked her clit with her own fingers, instantly bringing herself to orgasm.
The pleasure grew too intense as she tried to ride the waves of convulsions. Ed slipped out of her mouth and she collapsed forward with her face on the floor.
Brian was not so easily evaded. He had a firm grip on her hips and he wouldn’t let her ass fall. She could feel those corded veins in his penis as he rode her g-spot with each successive thrust. Her pussy spasmed tightly around his cock, encouraging him to pump even harder.
Ed began working his cock hard in front of her, sliding his fist up and down its rigid flesh encouraging her to take him back in her mouth. She tried but the orgasms continued to rock her body. She arched her back and screamed, thrusting her breasts up at Ed.
His mouth latched on to hers, stealing her rasping breath while his tongue fucked her throat. Her fingers found his cock and squeezed it tight as if bracing herself against her continuing climaxes.
Brian’s grunting grew harsher. Ed began to thrust himself in her hand. His lips left her mouth to find her breast, slurping hard on its surface.
Merci screamed again in the pain and pleasure of a new orgasm. Brian gave a shout and joined her, pumping a new load of jism up between her legs. Ed bit harder, then came again himself, oozing cum up onto her pumping hand before it spilled down on to both their stomachs.
Brian’s weight collapsed on Merci’s shoulders, driving her forward on to Ed, who fell back onto his back. They lay panting like that, Merci sandwiched between the two of them.
Chapter Forty Seven
Chris
Chris sat on the foot of his bed with Liv straddling his knee. There was a wet spot growing on his trousers where she ground herself against him—probable cause to suspect she wasn’t wearing any panties.
Chris hadn’t had time to explore that hypothesis yet. He was too busy exploring Liv’s other treasures. Her khaki shirt was open and his mouth was busy trying to make a hicky on the top of her small pert breast. Liv threw back her head and moaned in appreciation of his efforts.
That moaning really got to Chris and he reached down to open his pants and release his stiffening cock.
Liv
opened her eyes to see his growing erection, then met his gaze and grinned. “Not quite yet.”
She shoved hard against Chris’ shoulders, knocking him backward onto the bed. She leaned forward, past his erection and began to wrench his shirt off. When she got it up and over Chris’ face—effectively blindfolding him—Liv stopped pushing at it and turned her attention to other things.
She straddled his groin so that her wet pussy lips rested on Chris’ balls and leaned over to begin to lick his chest.
Chris pulled the shirt off and tossed it to the side, then grabbed Liv under the arms so he could haul her higher up and set her down hard on the end of his cock. He wasn’t thinking about Merci now—just his long standing desire to learn if this pussy was worth all the trouble it had caused him.
Liv resisted Chris’ efforts, sinking her teeth into his flesh and biting hard.
“What? Damn!”
Chris wrenched at her head but Liv just bit harder. He pictured her teeth drawing blood and ripping loose a huge chunk of his flesh, but just when he was preparing to knock her away, Liv opened her mouth and smiled wickedly at him.
“What the-”
Liv began to slide her wet lips up and down the length of Chris’ shaft. She wasn’t fucking him, just rubbing her pussy along the outside of his cock. “Merci isn’t quite ready for you to fuck me yet,” she told him. “There’s something we have to do first.”
She checked her watch. “We’d better hurry. We’re running out of time.”
Chris perked up, forgetting about the teeth marks on his chest. “Merci’s coming soon?”
“If we finish getting ready for her.”
Liv slid off of Chris’ body and left the bedroom. She reappeared a few moments later carrying her shopping bag. She set it down and removed a length of nylon rope.
“No!” Chris was completely firm. He was not letting anyone tie him up—especially not Liv.
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