by Dee Dawning
Apparently my convulsions pushed Shelly over the edge. I felt a quiver in her body as she groaned out her wild orgasm. Physically and mentally spent, Shelly collapsed forward onto my chest, and her pussy began to run with my semen, offering the testicle-licking Lisa a delightful treat.
Once more, I found myself briefly, fleetingly concerned about the elderly couple next door.
I was suddenly a believer in the maxim—there can be situations where one can have too much of a good thing—as my drained and mildly sore, semi-rigid cock was brutally accosted by warm, wet sensation and the occasional abrasion of perfect teeth. I gazed down at my groin and, once again, Gloria was energetically applying her wares upon my confused love muscle.
"What are you doing?"
"En ettin ooh ard, tso eeh cn uck ig oy."
"What did you say?"
Glory took a break with her mouth but still stroking me answered, “I—am—getting—you—hard—so—we—can—fuck—big—boy!"
Lisa was fuming. “Hey Glory, you had your turn. Now, it's my turn."
"You'll get your turn. I didn't get to finish my turn cause of Teri. Besides it looks like you're engaged."
I ask the question my mind is wondering, “Where's Ter?"
Glory's lips formed a sardonic smile showing her perfect teeth. “This ole street fightin’ bitch was gettin’ the best of it, so she ran out of the room. I locked the door behind her so she won't bother us no more."
To my surprise, G-l-o-r-i-a resurrected my resilient erection and of course, climbed aboard, inserting my battering ram into her juicy, tawny twat. No one had ever fucked me with more exuberance. Glory was all over the place, constantly changing her motions and style to keep the fucking fresh. With Lisa still anchoring my right hand, about all I could do was titillate the erect half-inch brown nipple of her right tit with my extended forefinger. When she bent forward and we swapped saliva, I tasted a residue of Shelly's juices and my semen in her mouth. Clearly Glory was a sex slut, with no boundaries once aroused, and after minutes more of her vigorous fucking, she climaxed, in a screaming, awe-inspiring spasm. Even though I knew Lisa would be disappointed, I followed Glory with my own mega-climax.
Pounding on the paper-thin walls forced me to, once again, recall the elderly couple next door.
In the meantime, another predicament surfaced. Seeing I had come again, and her hopes for hard cock were probably dashed, Lisa began to pump her slick cleft with abandon, riding, it seemed, on my thumb. In moments she let loose with her own ultimate orgasm, but I soon realized...
Houston, we have a problem.
Lisa was multi-orgasmic, and until my hand came out of her super-sized, stretched snatch, she wasn't going to stop coming. At first, she resisted my efforts to remove my hand, wanting to simply orgasm forever, but everyone has a limit, so eventually she assisted and my hand literally popped out of her vagina with a loud ‘thwuunnk'. It took so much force Lisa fell backward, off the bed, landing on her back with her well-turned legs extending above the edge of the bed.
Gloria and Shelly thought that was hilarious, and both pointed at Lisa's sleek legs, as if to show me what was so funny, as they laughed uproariously. I found myself chuckling also, until Lisa regaining her footing, climbed back onto the bed. Her eyes told the story all to clearly. Loaded for bear, and denied her cock, she would recharge my overworked, flaccid organ until fit to serve her needs. “Your not going anywhere until I get my cock, Joel."
With those words, Lisa wrapped her lips around my limpness, working as hard as Glory had to bring it back to life. Knowing she would get what she came for, I delved into her extraordinary genitalia, burying my face in her protruding wishbone-shaped clit. Lisa's love juices tasted sweet in my mouth, arousing me, and making me wonder when, if ever, this sexual buffet would end.
With nothing to do, Glory and Shelly pitched in to help Lisa achieve her goal by massaging my balls and Lisa's tits. However, soon they began kissing each other, and their attention to Lisa and I faded as they slipped gracefully into a 69 embrace.
Hard again, I slid Lisa off me, desiring to feel my cock in the third pussy of the group of friends. Lisa's uniquely-patterned pussy has been teasing me all night, and neither of us wished to be denied. Moving Lisa to doggie position, I entered her from behind. Much to her joy, she immediately began to moan out her excitement. Ramming her spacious cunt deep and hard, I was surprised when suddenly the bedroom door opened and there was my beautiful girlfriend.
Teri had put on a robe and an angry face. Her eyes spewed daggers at me, but I didn't let it stop my pounding of Lisa. After all, Teri had opened the door on this whole show by saying she was up to sucking me for her friends. If she wanted to stop being such a stick in the mud, I'd gladly do her next, but I wasn't going to indulge her anger.
"What's going on here?” An official sounding female voice asked from behind Teri.
Teri stepped aside, and two police officers stepped into the bedroom.
"My, Dick, there seems to be sexual activity going on here, as reported.” The female officer said to her partner. I glanced at her badge. ‘H. Orny.'
Hmmmm, this has possibilities.
"So I see. I think we've come across a bona-fide orgy,” he responded. “Do you think we should arrest them, Hope?"
By now, Shelly and Gloria had taken notice, and I began to evaluate the two officers. Continuing to shag Lisa, my eyes moved to Dick's badge ‘I.R. Reddy'.
Both officers were fine specimens, young, and good-looking under their uniforms. I noticed Dick looking straight at Glory, who was shamelessly flirting her body back to him. Hadn't I satisfied the little slut?
Deciding to move things along, as I was relatively certain they'd play out nicely, I spoke before Hope got a chance. “Are we breaking the law here, officers?"
"No, not exactly.” Hope took her cap off, letting her lovely long sienna hair fall to her shoulders.
She wiped her forehead with a handkerchief, then unbuttoned two buttons of her uniform shirt, allowing her lacy black bra show. No kidding, the girl struck me as being a Jessica Alba look-a-like. “We ... we had a complaint from your neighbors, stating there was intermittent ... let me see here ... moaning, shrieking, groaning, grunting, wailing..."
Hope interrupted the list to adjust her cleavage, giving us all a more intimate view of her breasts trapped in their black lace cups. She raised an eyebrow, looked coyly at me and continued, “Screaming, wailing, howling and yelling assorted phrases such as fuck me, don't stop, harder, oh yeah.” Hope paused to wipe her forehead and neck. “Oh God, oh shit, do it, deeper, faster, slower and yes-yes-yes, oh yes ... all of which were keeping the complainants awake."
As if on cue, Lisa underwent an enormous orgasmic eruption in which she demonstrated most of the forms of expression Hope had just enumerated. Timing being everything, I withdrew my still rigid cock from Lisa's pussy and rose from the bed, standing right in front of Hope. “Well, who's next?” Watching Hope's eyes like a hawk, I saw them become saucer-like as she looked at my slick, pussy-soaked shaft.
"Officer Reddy, in case you haven't noticed, we could sure use another man here.” It was Glory who spoke, but the longing was in Shelly's eyes too. Dick's eyes told me he wanted to, but he wasn't going to go for it until Hope did.
"Would you like to be next Officer Orny?” Taking her hand, I placed it on my shaft, hearing her breath intake sharply.
Never taking her eyes, or her hand, from my cock, Hope spoke, “Officer Reddy and I need to discuss this in private.” Only then did she let go of my dick to take Dick's hand and hustle him into the bathroom, shutting the door behind them.
Relieved it wasn't Teri who called the cops, I stole a glance at her. She too, was focusing at my grand phallus. She looked up, smiled, and mouthed the words ‘I'm sorry.’ Then taking my hand, she led me back to bedside where she knelt and began to deep throat me. I wanted her naked so I removed her robe as she sucked. Even though I was entranced with Hope, I wanted Teri to be
next—if she wanted to be.
So when officers Reddy and Orny exited the bathroom naked, the total became seven aroused souls at our impromptu orgy. Dick, well-built in more ways then one, if you know what I mean, headed right for Glory and Shelly, and the now-recovered Lisa soon joined in.
Meanwhile, Hope was everything I imagined, with her Alba face and enchanting brown eyes and a fuller more voluptuous body than any of the dancers possessed. As she somewhat timidly approached us, Teri asserted her claim to my shaft. “I'm next, but I'm so ready to come he'll still be ready for you, honey."
Standing, she pushed me back onto the bed and climbed onto my erection. A woman of her word, she fucked herself rampantly on top for a few minutes and then came thunderously.
After she recovered from her climax, Teri whispered, “There, take him in your mouth right away, to keep him hard, Hope. I like the idea of you sucking my juices off him."
Hope became the fifth beautiful woman I copulated with in four hours, as she took Mr. Happy in her mouth. She sucked hard at first, but then eased up to comment to Teri. “You taste good on his prick, and you're lucky to have this at your disposal all the time."
"I know, believe me I know,” Teri said as she moved to the other foursome to, I presume, sample Dick's shaft. How could I blame her? After all, I was being gluttonous—why shouldn't she feast a little?
After a couple minutes of hardcore fellatio, my cock was back ready for action, and Hope was ready for the next course. Batting her eyelashes, she took a quick break from her oral stimulation to comment, “This cock is so large, it's dangerous to leave about. It's like a loaded weapon. If your girlfriend doesn't mind, I'd like to check it out regularly, to maintain your permit for use, as a responsible law officer should. Shall we fuck, Mr. Big Cock?” Slowly laying down, Hope stared at me seductively as she did, and spread her legs wide. Pulling me down with her, she deftly inserted my cock into her deep, wet well.
This was the first time I ever fucked a cop and I was digging the shit out of it. Not because I was fucking ‘the man,’ or in this case ‘the woman,’ although I certainly was, but because she was scrumptious and knew how to use her sweet, clenching pussy.
Not shy, Hope fucked like a guy, pushing back to take my rod deep inside where she wanted it. Changing positions with regularity, she ended up with my face buried in her hot cunt, which must have been her plan as she went wild and I sucked on her engorged clit. Women must like head as much as men since each of the five girls had made sure I ate their pussy.
My face encased by Hope's thighs, I could only guess at what was going on with the four girls tag-teaming Dick, but it was a pretty good guess, since I'd been there, nearly all day long.
Hope had an orgasmic cataclysm that resembled a seizure, her whole body convulsing, while she screamed louder than any of the other girls had. Clearly calling the cops hadn't made my neighbor's lives easier—in fact, it only increased the noise.
Hope puffed up a pillow, assuming a recumbent position against the headboard, and I stuffed my pole into her willing mouth. I can't possibly come, not again, but if she wants to suck me with that talented mouth, I'll let her. Grabbing my scrotum, Hope stroked my balls, as I watched Dick plunge his stiff pole into Teri's pussy. Lisa and Shelly were locked in 69, and Glory, slut that she was, was on her back her fingers deep in her cunt and anus, frigging herself like a crazed woman.
To my surprise, Hope's efforts brought forth a load of spunk which I shot directly down her throat. At that point, I knew I was done—at least for today.
After everyone had enough hot sex, Dick and Hope dispensed their cell numbers and got dressed, promising to return for more orgasms in the future.
It's good to feel protected by the long cock or deep pussy of the law.
After they left, we all crashed in the king-size bed in a pile of satiated flesh, and ate the damn bananaz.
It seemed only right.
The End
ABOUT DEE DAWNING
If you like heat, live in Arizona like Dee Dawning does. If you love to read hot sexy stories born and raised in the heat of Arizona, check out her scribblings. You won't be disappointed.
She has three full length novels at eXtasy Books including a 2008 Eppies finalist, Fortune Cookies and coming this summer and fall from BookStrand, a new novel, novelette and teaser.
She started writing fiction about three years ago. She writes a little of this and a little of that—long, short, in between, thrillers, chick-lit, romance, paranormal and lascivious erotica. Eclectic, would be a good way to describe it. So far, the only common thread with varying degree, has been sex.
Her current WIP includes a sequel to Legs, a moderately sensual action/thriller titled Countdown to Disaster, paranormal called ‘Hollywood Witches,’ a sequel to ‘Countdown to Disaster,’ entitled ‘A Woman of Valor,’ a straight romance titled The Atheist and the Sister and a sequel to ‘Fortune Cookies,’ entitled The Fellowship of Eros. She has several saucy shorties going: Bathing Suits Optional, Tattoos, Extramarital and Mascot. She's also barely started a romance novel based on Hannibal and one called The Televangelist. She's also completed a screenplay of Fortune Cookies.
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CAUGHT
By Elizabeth Black
Betsy is the hot, sexy cougar next door, and Kevin gets a piece of her whenever he can avoid her husband, Dean. Luck has been on his side so far, but one of these days he is bound to get caught. The possibility that they could get caught is what excites Kevin, since he is a thrill-seeker. As he and Betsy spend the afternoon testing to see if there really is any truth to the Altoids mints/blow job myth, guess who comes home from work early? Yikes! How does Kevin get away? What does Betsy do to keep her husband from finding her lover? Kevin likes excitement, but this episode is the most excitement he has had in months!
Warning: This title contains infidelity, graphic language and sex.
Excerpt From CAUGHT:
Kevin flung the door open. Betsy squealed and jumped in his arms. She wore a black crotchless teddy and fishnet hose. She pressed her full breasts into his face. While her breasts drooped a bit with age, there wasn't much fat on her body, which was tanned and toned. Her tummy was a bit soft, but Kevin liked the feel of her softness beneath his fingers. It was obvious she worked out. Kevin wondered if she'd had a little nip here and a little tuck there, but he was too polite to ask. His cougar had just celebrated her birthday, and she was hotter than a fried egg on a steaming car hood during the Dog Days of August.
"My, aren't you the little slut? Love the outfit. Did the tits come with it?"
"The tits go where I go. You better love it. You bought it for me."
"Let me break it in."
He carried her to the bed. Both of them landed so hard on the mattress Betsy's perfume bottles jangled on the dresser. She let out a laugh and sounded like a mule braying. Betsy was not known for her decorum. Kevin didn't care because all he was interested in was sticking his rock hard wang in her hot, sticky cooze. And she wanted him so bad she could taste his jizz before he even shot it in her mouth.
Kevin grabbed her tits and bounced them together like croquet balls. Betsy pushed him out of the way with one stockinged foot. She pressed both hands against Kevin's chest and shoved him onto his back. She reached for the metal tin on her bedroom dresser. Bottles of scented and flavored oil sat on that dresser within reach of any of Betsy's fantasies. Right now, she had a Blowjob Goddess fantasy.
She wanted Kevin to squirm. She opened the tin and guessed how many would give him a Curiously Strong blowjob without burning his sensitive dick. Having no clue, she popped eight Altoids peppermints into her mouth. They should just about cover it. She hoped it wasn't too many, but she knew Kevin wouldn't complain. Like any man, he loved blowjobs. So what if she gave him one that wa
s the equivalent of a Five Alarm Fire? She chewed the mints. The curiously strong flavor was so intense her eyes watered.
"Oh, I know what you're gonna do!” He hugged his legs together.
She grabbed his knees and pried his legs apart. His dick bobbed in her face.
"Spread ‘em, Mister. The Blowjob Goddess is here to make you ache."
Laughing the whole time, she tickled his chest and then his waist. Her hands didn't stop moving until she reached his crotch. With one deft hand movement, she sent that red Jocko sailing across the room to land on a lampshade.
She clacked her teeth together loudly as her mouth approached his swollen cock. He pretended to curl away from her gnashing molars. Just before her lips touched his purple head, she began to sing:
Half a pound of tuppenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle.
That's the way the semen goes,
Pop! goes the penis.
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