His cock was beautifully aged. It wasn’t as large as Doctor Zachary’s massive erection, but it was thick, and it was long. He held the weight of it in his palm. Large testicles hung below him, swinging freely, filled full of ready seed. I watched Doctor Abelli angle himself between my legs, positioning his tip at my entrance.
I laid my head back, looking at Doctor Zachary. The thought of having someone watch me being taken for the first time was a huge turn on. I relaxed, smiling up at him as he glared down at me. His hands caressed my cheeks, neck, and breasts. I was glad that every inch of my body had been used to the full extent of my appreciation; it was exactly what I was working so hard to achieve.
Doctor Abelli began to push himself in. The wide, flat head popped into me, and I let out a squeak. I felt my seal breaking as he entered, emitting a sharp jolt of pain. He caressed my hips with his hands, rubbing me all over. “You’re doing great, Sam”, he whispered, his voice thick with lust, “Just let me come in a little more.” He pushed further, the head expanding the walls of my tight little hole, the shaft of his penis cramming into my tightness. I bit my lip, grunting as I took the full brunt of his force. It was an ecstasy-filled mixture of pleasure and pain.
He slowly thrusted inward, until his shaft was completely inside of me. I opened my eyes, watching him as he completely bottomed out. His bare, uncovered penis was inside of my unprotected womb. The thrill of that scary thought sent needles of pleasure soaring throughout me. There was nothing to protect me from his hot, sticky cum now. I moaned as he gently thrusted, pulling slowly out, and then shoving himself back in again.
Doctor Abelli repeated this motion for several minutes, his labored breath becoming louder as he pushed. I laid there with my legs open, like a good girl, accepting his weight and his girth. It pushed tightly inside of me, his cock filling my hole to the brim, and then pulled out, leaving a gentle glide of wetness in its path. I couldn’t stop my moans from building up louder and louder. I gripped my own breasts in pleasure, the excitement running through my veins.
My handsiness must have given Doctor Abelli some ideas, as his hands ran up my body to join me at the breasts. He covered them with his palms, stretching his hands out to grab them in their fullness, and then squeezed, rubbing and massaging them back and forth in jerking motions. I moaned and gasped, the sensitivity almost too much to bear. He toyed with my nipples, making them perk up, and his fingers made circles around my areolas. He began to moan, too, as he thrusted more enthusiastically inside of me.
Doctor Zachary’s eyes sparkled with desire as he watched me getting fucked by Doctor Abelli. His waist was pushed against me; his pants were still off, his bottom half completely naked. I could see his erection growing again right underneath my eyes. He grunted as he grabbed himself, rubbing his hands along his cock profusely. In seconds, he was rock hard again, and he slapped my face with his dick. It hit me like a ton of bricks; it was so heavy and massive.
“Good...idea”, Doctor Abelli commented through bated breaths. “Sam…” he huffed. “...Why don’t you take another dose of Doctor Zachary’s semen into your mouth...it is very nutrient-rich, my dear…” he moaned as he thrusted inside me. His hands were planted firmly on my boobs, squeezing and pulling as he penetrated me deeper. I let out a moan, opening my mouth wide…
...and Doctor Zachary had taken the opportunity to shove himself in me again. My lips closed around his bulbous head, my tongue lapping at the precum that had formed at the tip. I proceeded to suck on it as he stuck it in further, the inside of my mouth coated with saliva. He grabbed the back of my hair, pushing himself all the way down my throat, until I could feel his weighty balls resting against my chin. He held me there, for several minutes, as I swallowed his girth without choking.
I couldn’t help but feel proud of my expertise. In that moment, I forgot all about the track competition, or how I was supposed to save myself until after the championship. Now, I had found a new skill to practice, and wanted to master the art of sex. I swelled with pride as I let the two older men use me to their will.
My body began to pulse as I felt an intense heat rise within me. Doctor Abelli’s cock thrusted in and out of me so seamlessly, while my breasts bounced in rhythm with his thrusts, his hands massaging my nipples and grabbing onto my breasts as if his life depended on it, the doctors both grunting as they shoved themselves inside me, my mouth full of rich, flavorful cock, every nerve in my body trembling with delight.
It was becoming too much to bear. First, I felt a pressure build up inside of me, from my groin, that expanded ever outward. Soon, it covered my entire body, sending spasms of pleasure up and down my spine. Everything built up to an intense climax, where I released myself, thrashing wildly, letting out a muffled scream as my muscles clenched around Doctor Abelli’s cock, milking it quickly, my nipples tingling with desire. It wasn’t long before I was out of breath, and I lay there, panting, attempting to keep all of Doctor Zachary’s cock shoved down my throat as I gasped for air.
Simultaneously, both Doctor Abelli’s and Doctor Zachary’s cocks tightened, jerking inside of my holes. I felt Doctor Abelli let out a grunt as he squeezed me tightly, my entire body rocking with the increased intensity of his propulsions. He let out a shout as he released himself inside me; I could feel hot streams of semen shooting out into my unprotected vagina, coating me inside. His load exploded in me, and I could see his muscles trembling. My own womanhood clenched tightly around him, greedily taking in his seed.
At the same time, Doctor Zachary released his hot load into my mouth, pouring it down my throat like a waterfall. I guzzled it down as he pushed his tight cock deep into my throat, relieving himself deep within me. Both of the older men grunted and huffed as they emptied themselves inside me. I sucked Doctor Zachary dry, and he thrusted until every last drop had fallen onto my ready and waiting tongue. He pulled himself out, my throat raw and burning.
Doctor Abelli released himself slowly, pulling out of my cavern, sighing as his muscles relaxed. My cunt was dripping with wetness, my legs trembling. The three of us regained our breaths as we looked at each other.
“Good luck with your run”, Doctor Zachary muttered.
I blushed, picking myself up. The two doctor’s eyes still followed me everywhere as I timidly began to leave the room. I reveled in their gaze, feeling accomplished. Now the track run really didn’t matter; I had just become a champion.
STORY THIRTY-NINE
Chapter 1
Laura looked down at her phone and wondered when Wilson was going to call. The date has been a complete disaster so far, as she was very distracted and the guy, on the other hand, was too eager. She had told Wilson to call her at 9 pm, providing her with the excuse to dump her date and stop this madness, but now she was realizing that in order to do so he would need more than a phone call.
Laura’s mother and Wilson’s wife was out for the night and both of them had hoped for a night together. Unfortunately, Laura had already agreed to go to this blind date and there was nothing she could do to cancel it.
Right at the minute, her phone rung and the guy looked at her surprised.
“Sorry, but I have to get this,” Laura excused herself and walked towards the nearest exit. The restaurant’s garden was almost empty at the moment and she was able to find a little secluded gazebo at the far end of it.
“Hi,” Laura spoke into her phone, while making sure there was no one else around.
“Hi,” Wilson answered her with a grim voice. “Are you coming tonight?”
“I’m still on the date,” Laura explained with a lot of desperation in her voice. “The guy is scary, you know? I don’t think I’m getting out of here so easily.”
“Do you like him?” Wilson asked in an even grimmer voice. Laura knew this kind of voice very well. She knew from experience that this was Wilson at his most passionate state, ready to explode with intensity and helplessness. The twenty-two years old woman felt excited only thinking of him all bothered and
jealous of that stupid guy that was still sitting on the table inside.
“I may, if I was blind and not already in love with someone else…” Laura answered in an unsure tone, making sure to let Wilson know, she just might like him.
“Open your pants!” Wilson commanded without any explanation and Laura shivered in anticipation. She pulled at the zipper of her pants and sneakered her hand inside.
“What do you want me to do next?” She asked in a soft whisper and prepared the blue tooth ear piece, so that her hands could be free. Wilson’s voice was coming now as a caress from the speakers and Laura imagined her stepfather lying on his bed, naked and waiting for her to come home.
“Spit some saliva on your hand and cover your pussy with it,” Laura followed the directions to the letter and was now slowly caressing herself. This, however, was as far as she could go, in her present situation, so she thought that Wilson was the one that needed to be told what to do.
“Now is my turn…” she said, “Go to the closet and look under the blue sweater, there you will find a small paper bag. Get it out and bring it back with you to the bed.” Laura could hear Wilson raising of the bed and walking around the room, then there was the distinct noise of the opening of the paper bag and then…
“Fuck!” Wilson exclaimed, and looked with fascination at the blue dildo, black butt plug and the leather cock ring that fell out of the bag. He looked at the phone with expectation, but all he could hear was the slow sliding of wet skin from Laura’s hand.
“What…” Wilson started to ask, but Laura interrupted him.
“First, you put on the cock ring,” a short pause followed that order and Wilson quickly obeyed it. “Now, keep the dildo within easy reach and get on the bed on your hands and knees. I think, dear father, that you need to be reminded, who you belong to.”
“You are the one on a date with another man,” Wilson tried to protest, although he was already on his hands and knees, burning with anticipation. Laura’s voice sounded as velvet over steel, when she explained how things were going to work tonight.
“You are mine, your body is mine and I am not going to share with anyone what is mine,” the words caught in her throat and her panties were suddenly all wet, when she moved a little on the hard gazebo bench.
Wilson adjusted a little the cock ring and tugged at his dark red and very hard cock. He liked the darkness in Laura’s voice, as he could see in it the same desperation that was making him crazy. It was unexplainable how they managed to wind each other up with only a few words, but every time it happened, Wilson felt amazing about it.
“You are not allowed to touch your dick. Not until I tell you to. What do you think, Wilson, should I make you stay just like this – cock hard and ass in the air, begging to be fucked, until I finish my date and come home to claim you?” She chuckled darkly at Wilson’s desperate whimper and pleading words.
“Please, Laura, please I need to…”
“I know very well what you need, Wilson, but my pussy is here with me, so take the bottle of lube out of the night stand and put some on your fingers.” Laura commanded and had to adjust her position to stop the approaching orgasm. The idea of a naked and hard Wilson, obeying at her orders was too much to take.
“Are your fingers lubed now?” She could hear the slicking sounds, but it was hot as hell to make Wilson answer to her commanding voice.
“Yes…” Wilson answered breathlessly.
“Is the cock ring in place?”
“Yes…”
“Then, I want you to fuck yourself with those fingers, as if you are preparing to take the big, hard dildo. Work quickly and make every movement count, because we have no time to waste.”
Wilson coated his fingers with lube and reached behind himself, easily finding the small puckered hole and breaching it with his fingers. The sensation was amazing, especially since he could hear Laura hard breathing coming through the phone speakers. His fingers worked hard and quick, opening successfully the little hole, until three of his fingers could get inside without problems. His cock was surging towards his belly, supported by the ring and hard as a rock. He whimpered as he shoved his fingers deeper, feeling his muscles clenching at them and ready to come just from this stimulation.
“You must be looking so hot right now, Wilson… Your hot body wide spread for me, all fours on the bed, your ass in the air…” Laura had to stop touching herself, if she wanted to last, because the mental image was doing things to her, she couldn’t even explain. “I want to hear you moan for me, Wilson, come on, moan for me…”
The hot deep moans that filled the phone were of pure bliss and complete abandon, as Wilson was enjoying the present situation very much and wasn’t afraid to show it.
“Oh yes…” Laura purred hotly over the phone, “I’ll bet it is amazing… hot, tight, doesn’t it? I wish I was there, fucking you into the mattress, splitting you in two with the dildo and you taking it, just like the little slut you are.”
Wilson worked his fingers harder, getting them all the way inside and groaned at the feeling. It felt dirty doing this to himself, and he wondered how much it would turn Laura on to see it.
“Do you miss me, Wilson?” The voice pure sin, but gentle like the most precious silk. “Do you wish that I am there, right now, sitting behind you and ready to fuck you? Tell me, Wilson, tell me what you want?”
“You… I want you…” Wilson managed to utter, still too lost to the sweet torture of his own fingers, and imagining the opposite – he fucking her.
“Sorry, but that is impossible. However, I have the next best thing. Take your fingers our, nice and slow… now, put the dildo in your mouth and get it wet…” The sucking sound that came over the phone, told Laura all she needed to know about the state Wilson was into. She could hear him sucking enthusiastically at the piece of silicon, probably imagining Laura in the process.
Wilson was very much at the end of his strength. This new for him experience was playing with many issues he wasn’t ready to face yet. Laura was asking him to do things he had never even dreamed about and funny enough he was doing them and very much liking them.
“Enough…” he heard Laura command over the phone. “Lube the dildo well and put the tip over your little sweat hole.” Laura waited for her orders to be followed and listened at the sounds Wilson was making. “Now, press it inside, slowly, but firmly…”
Wilson felt the big dildo penetrate him and groaned with excitement. The toy was a little smaller than what Laura usually used on him and he thought that his stepdaughter bought it on purpose that way. He pushed at the end of the dildo with his right hand, when supporting his body with the left one. The position permitted him to push almost the whole thing inside and at that moment only the cock ring was keeping him from coming.
“You sound so hot, Wilson,” Laura exhaled, and Wilson felt the thrill of being able to affect her even from such a distance. “Now, start to move it, at first slowly, but then quicker, getting it almost out and then putting it back in…”
Wilson started to fuck himself with the dildo, moaning with every stroke and feeling his body tremble with excitement. The large dildo was stimulating his hole, every now and then touching his prostate and providing extra fun.
“Leave the dildo in and lie on your sRossach.” Laura said in a low voice. “Let your body feel the soft sheets and make sure your cock is well trapped between your body and them.” Wilson could feel the dildo slipping out of his hole and used his hand to bring it back in. The new position was allowing him to get some relief for his aching cock and rest a little his trembling limbs. He continued to fuck himself, letting the piece of silicon penetrate him and imagining Laura being the one on top of him.
“Tell me how it feels?”
“Can I touch myself now?” Wilson demanded instead and Laura huffed at his disobedience. “Okay, okay, it feels great, but it would be much better if you were here and I was inside of you…” Wilson responded and moaned when the dildo went
too deep. His voice was thick with need, and Laura wished she could be there, lying under him.
“Go on baby, stroke your cock.” Wilson was quick to turn around on his side and grab at his hard dick, pumping it with long strokes and wishing for the cock ring to disappear.
“Perfect,” he moaned. “It feels fucking perfect…” From the sound of his voice, Laura could tell that he was on the edge of losing control. She stroked herself harder, feeling her own orgasm building and knowing that she needs to speed the process up.
“Take the dildo out and replace it with the butt plug,” she commanded in an almost there voice and waited to hear Wilson’s cry of disappointment and the little pop sound made by the dildo when it left his ass. “Now, describe to me what you are doing.”
The idea made Wilson nearly frantic with need, reminding him that it was Laura guiding the parade. He took a few calming breaths and finally tried to speak. “I am putting some lube on the butt plug now, spreading it everywhere and making sure that it is enough. I am lying on my back with my legs bend at the knees and a pillow under my ass. Now, I am putting the plug in…” At that point his voice faltered and Laura could hear the suppressed moans that were leaving his mouth. “The tip is in… it is big… oh, my God… Laura… oh…”
Wilson was embedding the plug with slow deliberate strokes, trying to get it in by spreading his legs wider and relaxing his muscles. Finally, after a few tries it slipped in and Wilson fell down with a high pitched cry.
“Relax, Wilson, let your body get used to it,” Laura’s voice soothed him from the phone. “Bring your legs down and take your cock in one hand. Start stroking it now, slowly, just like I do it for you. Come on, Wilson, tell me how it feels.”
Wilson was still adjusting to the new stimulation and getting use to the feeling of the plug inside him. It was pressing against his prostate, providing a constant surge of pleasure through his body. His hand was stroking his cock hard, squeezing the base, as he could hear Laura’s hard breathing through the phone.
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