by Lexi Archer
I pulled away long enough to turn and get a good look at Steve. He was staring intently. I looked to the other side of his hot little girlfriend and saw a tent in his shorts. Yeah, this little fucker was definitely getting off on this. Weird. If I had a hot piece of ass like this I'd never let her out of my sight. I definitely wouldn't put up with what he was putting up with.
I looked up and into her eyes.
"Tell your boyfriend what I'm doing to you."
Kirsten continued to make those soft little moans, gasping for air in time with my fingers moving in and out of her body. But in between gasps she found enough breath to speak.
"Oh God Steve, he has his fingers in my pussy. It feels so damn good."
"Tell him what I'm doing now." I said. I move my tongue back down and licked along the edge of her lips, savoring the taste of her wetness.
She let out another gasp. "Oh fuck Steve. He's got his tongue in me. It feels so good." Her voice rose as she said it and I could feel her pussy clamping down around my tongue.
Shit, I think she was about to come on my tongue.
And sure enough she did. I pulled back, just teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue, wanting to watch her face as she rode the crest of her orgasm. Her cries of pleasure were a rising crescendo, moving to a scream that I didn't care if anyone else in the house heard. Just watching her face, listening to her, feeling the reaction of her body to my body, was enough that I nearly came. I wondered how long I was going to last when I actually got inside her if she was so good at making me get this close to the edge without even touching me.
Her pussy clamped down on my fingers and I felt a fresh surge of wetness. Her body shook and trembled as she came, then the trembling stopped, her breathing slowed though she was still gasping, and she looked down at me with a huge smile on her face.
"That was amazing," she said.
"I'm just getting started," I replied.
I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted. She was incredibly light, probably a side effect of her time as a cheerleader, and it was a simple matter for me to pick her up. I pulled her towards me until those magnificent tits were mashed against my own chest, and the wetness of her pussy was rubbing against my shorts. I needed to feel her pussy slide down my cock right then and there.
I tossed her down onto my bed. The springs groaned in protest. I wasted no time tossing my shirt over my head and ripping my shorts and boxers off as I unsnapped, unzipped, and kicked them across the room where they grazed Steve's stomach before landing on the other side of his cot.
She looked up at my cock. I like to think I'm on the higher end of the bell curve when it comes the cock size. Especially compared to what it looked like Steve was packing, though it was hard to tell since he was still wearing his khakis and it's not like I was going to ask him to take his pants off so that I could do a comparison.
Kirsten did something that surprised even me. She scooted forward until she was on the edge of the bed. Her mouth was wide open and I knew exactly what she wanted to do. I hadn’t dreamed she’d actually do this, Steve said she wasn’t a huge fan, but I was more than happy to let her use that pretty little mouth if she was offering. I looked over at Steve and shifted to make sure that he had an excellent view of both my cock and his hot little girlfriend on her knees in front of me.
I threw my head back and let out a groan as she wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock. She pushed forward, her teeth just grazing the head of my cock before pulling back and then it was just the delicious wet tightness of her mouth, of her tongue, running along the length of my dick.
Oh my God. Her mouth was exquisite. I looked down and tried to fix this moment in memory. This hot little former cheerleader, the girl next door, the woman that Steve was in love with, and she had her sweet little lips wrapped around my dick taking more and more of it into her mouth with each passing moment. I was sorely tempted to grab her head and just a fuck her mouth right there, but no.
If I was going to blow my load it then it was going to be deep in her pussy and nowhere else.
Her lips reach the base of my cock and she pulled out, the feeling of her lips running along all sides of my dick exquisite even going the other direction. Finally she was at the head of my cock, and she paused there looking up at me with a question in her eyes.
Oh how I wanted to fuck that pretty little mouth. Instead I put a finger to her chin and pulled her until her mouth moved away from my cockhead with an audible pop. Those perfect blue eyes looked up into mine.
It was time.
I put my hands on her shoulders and pressed her back until she was laying with her head on my pillow. I climbed over her and reached down, but to my surprise her hands wrapped around my cock. She shifted her hips slightly and moved her hands and then I felt the head of my cock pressing against the soft wetness of her pussy. Only she stopped there, looking up at me.
“Where’s your condom?” she asked.
The condoms were in a nightstand next to my bed, but I didn’t want her to know that. There was just something about this beauty that made me want to have her. To have all of her. Without the pesky annoyance of a condom blocking all of the good feelings. Not to mention I figured plowing my cock into her unprotected pussy would be just one more way to stick it to Steve as I was sticking it to his girlfriend.
My cock stayed where it was poised at her tight wet entrance. This was another one of those moments where she had to make the decision. Where she had to give herself over to me completely. There was no subtlety in just taking her. No, I had to fill her thoughts so completely, her desire for my cock had to be so overriding, that she just went ahead and fucked me even though her boyfriend was right there watching. I felt her push back against me, and it was all I could do not to thrust inside her.
I grinned. That push back was all I needed to fill.
“Oh God Blake,” she said. “That would be so risky if we fucked without a condom.”
My cock lurched and I had to concentrate on baseball to keep from blowing my load right there.
“Yeah, it would be wouldn’t it?”
Kirsten pressed her hips up again and just the head of my cock was wrapped inside that delicious velvety vice. I should win some sort of award for self-control for not just pressing up inside her then and there.
“Oh God Blake,” she said. “Are you going to fuck me without a condom?”
“Do you want me to?” I asked.
She bit her lip and hesitated, looking so fucking sexy as those deep blue eyes glanced over to Steve and then back up to me, her hair splayed out across my bed and her tits with their perfect pink tips rising and falling.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Say it louder. Say it so he can hear it,” I said.
“I want you to fuck me without a condom Blake!”
“I’m going to pound you,” I said.
And with that I pressed in past her pussy lips, wanting to savor every moment of this. The edges of her pussy lips were like a tight little slice of heaven as they wrapped around my cock. I pressed deeper, slowly, reveling in every sensation as I felt her body enveloping mine.
I glanced over to Steve. He was staring with rapt concentration at the spot where my cock was disappearing into his girlfriend. Fuck it, she was so tight. And it felt so good as I sank my dick inside her. I luxuriated in the sight of her chest rising and falling rapidly as she let out little panting moans as my cock slid up inside her tightness.
It was too much for me. I was overwhelmed. Her pussy was so tight, but she was also so wet. I rammed myself home, bottoming my cock out inside those delicious, wet, and warm depths. I couldn't help myself. I let out a loud scream and groan as I felt the head of my cock buried in the depths of her womanhood.
Kirsten let out a moan of her own. God that sounded wonderful. I could close my eyes and cum just by listening to this little hottie and the symphony of pleasure she was screaming as her pussy adjusted to the feel of my cock.
"I
'm going to fuck you now," I said. I turned to face Steve and grinned. "Did you hear that? I'm going to fuck your girlfriend."
"Fuck you," he said.
I smiled. It's not like there was a damn thing he could do about it anyways. I pulled my cock out and shoved in again, watching those glorious tits, breasts I'd fantasized about since the first moment I laid eyes on this little beauty, jiggling under the force of my thrust. God it was so fucking hot watching those tits jiggle and knowing that it was me, my cock bottoming out inside her, causing it.
"Oh yeah, that's so good," Kirsten said.
I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned forward and repositioned my hands at either side of her head for more leverage. She bit her lip again and moaned as I pulled out and pushed in again, looking over to Steve and watching his reaction as the first cock that wasn’t his slid completely unprotected inside his girlfriend’s tight body.
I opened my eyes and looked down at her.
“Your cock feels so amazing Blake,” she said looking up at me and biting her lip.
The mixture of innocence and sultry sexuality in her voice nearly sent me over the edge again. I held back. No, I was going to enjoy this. I was going to enjoy pounding Steve’s innocent petite cheerleader girlfriend. I was going to make sure she got a fucking the likes of which she’d never had before in her life.
“I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before, Kirsten,” I said.
She leaned up and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Yeah, fuck me like Steve never could. Take me like a man.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. I pulled out and slammed home inside her, not even bothering to take my time. She was so hot, so wet, that it didn’t matter anyways. My cock slid through her wet tightness as though I was plunging through butter. She grunted and I was enthralled as those perfect tits jiggled under my thrust.
I pulled out and pushed in again. Her tits bounced.
“Fuck you’re so hot Kirsten,” I said.
I pulled out and pounded home again, reveling in the sensation of her tight pussy wrapped around my cock, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation. I thrust inside her even harder which sent her into overdrive as she threw her head back and moaned loud enough that I worried someone out in the hall might overhear her. Not that I was too worried. The sound of people fucking drifting through to the halls was hardly new in the house.
Everything was too much for me. Seeing her body under me, listening to her gasps and moans, feeling her perfect body, this perfect pussy wrapped around my cock. Knowing how wrong this was, yet how amazingly wonderful it felt. Looking over to see Steve sitting there staring at me completely dominating his woman and rubbing his cock as I pounded her pussy and made her mine. Only the second guy to ever get a chance to be with this goddess.
“Fuck Kirsten,” I said. “I’m close.”
“Shouldn’t you pull out Blake?” she asked.
Kirsten didn’t sound as worried as girls usually did when they asked that question. At least in my experience. If anything she sounded more turned on as she said it, as though it was more dirty talk than actual question.
I looked down at the spot where my cock was moving in and out of her pussy. It was hypnotizing the way her pussy lips wrapped around my dick. And I knew in that moment that no, I wasn’t pulling out of her. I was going to press inside this tight little body and blow my load. I was going to fill her up with my cum.
“I’m not pulling out,” I said.
The reaction wasn’t quite what I expected despite her sounding more turned on than worried when she asked if I was pulling out. I thought maybe she’d protest. I thought maybe she’d try to pull away. Maybe try to negotiate, let me blow my load on her tits or something. Her boyfriend was right there, after all. Was she really going to let me blow my load inside her while he sat there watching? Maybe. She closed her eyes and let out a banshee wail so loud that they probably heard it down in the basement where the party was still going.
But at that point I didn’t care. All I cared about was that her pussy was clamping around my cock. That this tight hottie was letting out one continuous moan as her body was wracked over and over with a continuous series of orgasms.
And the feeling of her going over the edge, of her pussy gripping my cock and begging me to thrust inside her, was enough to finally send me over the edge.
I let the dirty talk and her excited moans wash over me. I felt lightheaded as I continued to plow into her body. Fuck, she had to be the hottest girl I'd ever been with. Her tight pussy wrapped around my cock, her perfect breasts bouncing under each thrust, the way she moaned every time I bottomed out, it was all too much. I was already on the edge as it was just from watching her writhe and gyrate as I fucked her, looking down and watching my dick move in and out of her perfect, and up until this point untouched other than by her boyfriend, pussy.
Seeing my cock violating that tight wetness was too much for me.
Her moans got louder, and I felt her pussy clenching around my dick again as she came for a second time. Damn! I briefly thought about trying to hold off, see how many of those she could have, but no. I looked over at Steve as I bottomed my dick out inside his girlfriend one last time. There would be other times, of that I was sure now. She'd already had her fun, and this fucking was all about me taking his girlfriend in every way possible. I groaned and looked down between us, at her tits heaving, her back arched, at the spot where I was buried to the hilt against her pussy as my cock shot my hot load deep inside her tight pussy.
I looked back to her and saw her eyes widen and her head throw back as she let out a banshee scream when she felt my dick explode. Load after load of semen splashed against the walls of her pussy, moving deep inside her, and I let out a continuous groan in time with her scream as she thrust her hips up and pressed her tits in the air brushing her nipples against my chest.
Fuck, it felt like I was pouring my very essence into this tight little former prom queen's body. That was another one Steve was always bragging about, and it made this so fucking hot. This was one of those rare orgasms that was taking over my entire body rather than just the familiar tingling at the tip of my dick. I had to gasp for breath and concentrate on staying conscious as she continued to shove her hips up in trying to take as much of my cock as possible. My body was on fire, and my cock felt better than I'd ever felt before in my life buried in this hot little girlfriend's body.
“Oh God Kirsten!”
She screamed out something inaudible that might have included my name, but I couldn’t tell. The only thing that mattered to me was the feeling of her pussy around my cock, the feel of my cock exploding inside her. It was a naughty, oh so forbidden, and heady feeling blowing my load inside beautiful Kirsten’s pussy.
It felt like every ounce of my being was pouring from my cock into this beautiful goddess and her taut, tight body. I saw stars in front of my face, my vision went dark, and the feeling was so intense I worried I might actually black out from the overwhelming sensation of her body under me.
Then Kirsten’s screams quieted and turned to gasps and moans rather than the banshee wail that had sent me over the edge. My dick let loose with one final spurt, and I squeezed my ass muscles together to make sure that every drop of my semen made its way into her body. Then my vision cleared, and I was left with the sight of that perfect body underneath mine, gasping for breath and looking like she was also trying her best to maintain consciousness.
Fuck! That had to be the best fuck of my life.
Kirsten wrapped her hands around my head and pulled me down. Our lips locked, and our tongues swirled together as I enjoyed the feeling of that tight pussy still wrapped around my cock. Even though my cockhead was already getting super sensitive after blowing my load inside her, I wasn't ready for this to end. I wanted to stay in there until I got hard again, and fuck her senseless over and over.
I pulled away from the kiss and looked down into her eyes. She was so hot.
"Did you
like that? Getting fucked by someone other than your boyfriend?"
I rolled off of Kirsten and looked over to Steve sitting there tied up on the bed, the hatred returning to his eyes and some of the lust disappearing now that we were finished.
His cock was still tenting out in his pants, and I almost felt bad for the guy.
"Hey Kirsten?" Can you do me another solid?"
"Anything," she said.
I looked over at Steve and smiled. The scowl remained on his face, but I figured that would change here in a minute. Sure I just had to dole out the sort of punishment he was unlikely to forget, and if I had my way this wasn't going to be the last time that I got to fuck this hot piece of ass he called his girlfriend, but I was also going to be magnanimous. There should always be a carrot with a stick.
"Why don't you go over there and blow your boyfriend while we're waiting," I said.
"Waiting for what?"
"For me to get ready for round two," I said. I gave her a smack on the ass. She let out a delighted little squeal. "Now get over there and take care of your boyfriend. He deserves it for being so great about sharing you."
6: Bull By the Horns
“Whatever you say Blake,” Kirsten said.
Kirsten moved over to the cot and I leaned back to enjoy the way her delicious ass moved as she sashayed. That thing was hypnotic. It was the sort of ass that would make a sculptor weep for joy at its perfection, and it was all mine.
Only instead of leaning down and pulling Steve’s pants down like I figured she would she reached up and started untying his hands. What the hell? I thought I’d put these two in their place. I thought she was on my side now! I thought I was being really fucking benevolent letting him get off in his girlfriend’s mouth since he was always complaining about how she didn’t do that for him that often. Sort of an apology gift while I recovered for round two with his woman.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
