“Uhh-hh,” Angela moaned softly, and she looked around at everyone watching intently. “Yes, you can have me next, Paul? I think I’m nearly ready.”
Paul stood and approached. She kissed Mark, squirming away from his hand down her pants. “You can do that more next time, okay?”
Mark smiled up at her. “Okay – next time.”
Paul claimed her hand and helped her up off Mark’s lap. She touched Jack’s hand as she was led past him. Their fingers gripped briefly. “We’ll come back after he has me…. Will you wait?”
Jack nodded. Their fingers trailed off.
“Can we come and watch?” Stan called after them.
“That’s another rule. No one’s allowed to watch except Jack,” Angela called back from the stairs.
She was pulled into one of the smaller rooms and kissed up against the closed door. “Did Mark cum in your mouth? Did you suck his cock clean?”
“No,” Angela uttered.
“So, the last cum in your mouth was mine?”
“Uh huh…. Uh-hhh – that feels nice. I like you to finger me while you kiss me.” Paul’s hand was down the front of her panties. He had a finger up her. “I want your cum in my belly this time…. I’ll drink it or lick it off you after, but I want you to fuck me and fill me up with it this time, okay?”
He guided her back onto the bed. She lifted while he tugged her panties from her hips. He stood and pulled his shirt off. “Open your legs, Ang,” he commanded. She blushed, but opened them. She had her knees bent. She moved her feet apart then spread her legs. His eyes were fixed upon her sex as he tugged his pants off and tossed them aside. “Tits too,” he said, motioning upward. She gathered her negligee and lifted it up to her neck. He looked at her breasts, his eyes upon them as he approached beside the bed.
Paul knelt. His bare erection was actually smallish. It was also quite slender, but it had a very distinct upward curve. He moved over her, a knee either side of her head, then he leaned over on his hands. He had straddled her, his head at her waist, his balls in her face. He levered his cock down and pressed the swollen head against her lips. She opened and took it into her mouth. “That’s it, suck it,” he said, and he lowered and gripped beneath her thighs, spreading her wider and opening her pussy with his fingers. “Yeah, that’s fucking nice,” he groaned and inserted his tongue.
Angela sucked his dick. His big balls were dangling upon her nose. She stroked him and squeezed to get a drop of pre-cum. She licked it greedily and then held the rigid shaft away and kissed his balls. She studied their veiny soft-skinned texture. They were shaved. She kissed one and then sucked on it, imagining all the sperm being produced inside. She almost wanted him to cum in her mouth, but as his tongue lashing her clit forced her to orgasm, she couldn’t concentrate anymore and just held his cock aside while she writhed and ground herself open against his mouth.
Paul spun around. He pressed his mouth over hers, the taste of her pussy making her blush. He was between her legs now, only the second man to ever be between her spread legs. He nudged her with his cock. It slipped in easily and he sunk to his full depth – the third cock to be inside her that day. He cradled her head and started fucking her, remaining fully up her and just rolling his pelvis to stir his cock in her wetness and mash his pubic bone against her clit.
Angela’s orgasm quickly reignited and was clenching her belly when Paul stopped moving and held firm. She also remained still while he ejaculated. He opened his eyes to meet hers. “Do you feel that?” She nodded, biting down on her smile. He was raised on his extended arms above her. He looked down at their bodies. “I’d love to get you pregnant.”
“I love you trying to,” Angela teased back.
He rolled his hips, still firm inside of her. He was on his knees beneath her thighs. He reached above her head where her arms were, and pinned her wrists, grinning as he did it. Holding her like that with one hand, he lifted her negligee with the other, exposing her. He then bumped her, making her tits surge up and down. He waited for them to stop wobbling then did it again.
Angela just blushed as she watched his face and the excitement in his eyes. His cock had regained full hardness. The upward curve with it penetrating her at that angle had the head rubbing her G-spot and bringing her orgasm back on again. She twisted her fingers in the comforter on the bed. Her legs were bent up and spread wide. He was giving her a solid bump and making her tits fly up and down, and then he was rolling his pelvis and grinding against her clit, that iron-like bend in his dick driving her beyond control. He was curling his pelvis back, deliberately massaging her with the flex of the thing. He pulled her arms down and held her hands at her hips. Her tits were then being propelled up under her negligee and bouncing out bottom of it.
Angela came on his dick. Her quivering flesh gripped it, her belly clenching and throbbing as her pussy tried to milk him of his semen. He kept her hands gripped firmly at her hips and watched her gently spasm and convulse in orgasm.
“You all done?” he asked when she managed to get her eyes to roll back into place.
She took a ragged breath and expelled it. “Uh huh – all done.”
He released her hands. Her arms were limp, as were her legs. He lay down on top of her, his heavy body pressing her into the mattress. She liked that – the feel of him covering her. He worked his arms beneath and around her and started thrusting his hips. He did that steadily, not slowly and not quickly, but with long, measured strokes of his cock ploughing into her. It was a feeling of being routed – completely ravished. It coupled perfectly with the weight of his body pinning her down. There was nothing she could do at that point, other than to lie there and let him take his pleasure with her.
“Aw, fuck!” he cried into her hair, and he suddenly held firm, his pelvis rolling forward and the rigid curve of his cock forcing the head hard against her tender flesh as it pulsed and spurted cum. Angela held his head and relaxed in the position he had set her body. She blushed at the thought of being inseminated again.
“I thought you were going to let me go first,” he said, lifting to his elbows and kissing her lips. “What happened there, Ang?”
“I know…. Sorry. It just happened. It was only a quick one from behind, though. Not in bed…. You’re the first other man to be between my legs like this, Paul.”
He had softened inside of her. He grabbed a pillow and lifted her hips, positioning it beneath, getting up off her and lying down beside. “This is how it’s done, isn’t it?”
“Uh huh…. Hand on my belly, though. That’s the important bit.” Angela smiled back. “It makes my belly all tingly and warm like it’s drawing your sperm in.”
“That’s good, Ang. I like the thought of having my sperm in Jack’s girlfriend’s belly.”
“Mmm – I like that thought too,” Angela blushed. “It’s so exciting that Jack’s watching you kiss me and play with me, and now knowing that you’re fucking me…. We should go back down. I want him to see us together right after you’ve cum inside me.”
“Cool.” Paul grinned. “Come on, then.”
He pulled his clothes on. Angela fixed her hair in the mirror then found her panties on the floor. Paul claimed her hand and led her from the room before she had put them on. She used them to cover her pussy as she walked. Paul smiled.
She blushed. “I don’t want to drip.”
He led her to the lounge where Jack and Stan turned to see them approach. Paul flopped on the lounge. Angela met Jack’s eyes, biting down on her smile. She was still holding her bunched panties against her pussy.
“Nice,” Stan said. “Dripping, eh?”
“A little bit…. He came in me twice, though,” Angela said. “But I had three orgasms, so it was fair.”
“Three!”
“Yeah, but don’t worry – I’m sure I’ll have more with you, Stan…. After I have a rest and recover for a while that is.”
Angela unravelled her panties and stepped into them. “The satin doesn’t abs
orb very well,” she mentioned to the three of them watching. She pulled them up and tugged her negligee down to cover herself. Paul was lying on the big leather lounge. She sat on the edge and wriggled back, lying down in front of him.
“Yeah, man – you’ve got to cuddle her after you fuck her, don’t forget.”
“That’s right, he does! And you have to too, Stan, so don’t laugh too loud…. I make you do this too, don’t I, Jack?”
“She does. It’s not a new rule.”
She smiled over at him, and she guided Paul’s hand into place.
“Got to help my load make its way into her belly,” he said to Stan.
He and Stan chuckled. Jack held Angela’s gaze.
“Is it nice if I rub?” Paul breathed into her hair.
“Just hold my belly with one hand and play with my nipples,” she whispered back, loud enough for the others to hear.
Tanya appeared walking down the stairs in a cute little set of summer pyjamas.
“Nice,” she said, checking out Angela lying with Paul. “Have you two been intimate?” Everyone laughed. Jack claimed Tanya’s hand and guided her onto his lap. “We’ve been intimate too,” she explained to the guys. “Haven’t we, Jack?”
“Oh, yeah.” Jack looked her over. “These are cute.”
“They’re old ones. I don’t usually wear them around the house without a robe.”
They were yellow with flowers. They were done up all the way, but Jack pushed the top button through. Tanya put her arm around his neck. She watched him peep down the front of her shirt.
“Anything underneath, Jack?” Stan asked.
“Nah, man – just very cute little titties and nipples that look lonely for some attention.”
Tanya blushed, smiling around at everyone. “Yes, they need attention.” She looked to Angela. Angela just smiled back, holding her gaze as Jack teased a nipple through her shirt.
They all watched television quietly for a while. Angela would feel the other men looking when Paul’s hand moved upon her. He left her belly and reached further up her nightie to feel her breasts. She edged over more onto her back to give him access to both. He casually massaged one and then the other, just lightly rubbing her nipples with a thumb, keeping them firm.
Angela watched Jack with her sister. He cradled her head and kissed her passionately. She could see his tongue entering Tanya’s mouth. Tanya opened for him, moaning a little. Jack rubbed down over her belly and felt her crotch. He was still kissing her. He rubbed into her and gripped her firmly, curling his fingers up. It looked like they would have been penetrating her slightly. He released her, and Angela could see the thin fabric of Tanya’s pyjama shorts creased into her pussy.
Jack relented and resumed just playing with her breast through her shirt while they both watched the music clips playing on TV.
A little while later, Paul seemed to regain some focus on what he was doing. He had been just holding Angela’s right breast and very gently squeezing. She felt his erection pressing. It seemed he had recovered some strength down there.
“You can’t have me again,” she whispered to him. “You have to wait until tomorrow.”
“I know,” he whispered back. “Don’t worry – this is just to warm up for then.”
His hand had travelled to her hip, pulling her back as he pressed his cock between the cheeks of her bottom.
Angela looked back over to find her sister’s top had been undone. They were in a recliner. Jack had it all the way back and she was on her side cuddled up to his chest. She was watching the television. Jack parted her top and revealed one breast. He stroked it softly and circled the nipple with a fingertip. Tanya shifted slightly, moving her arm back and out of the way. Jack parted the other side of her shirt, revealing that breast as well.
Paul was stroking Angela’s hip. He tugged her negligee, and she lifted to allow him to pull it from beneath her and up to her belly. She met his lips and his open mouth. He felt over the front of her panties, pressing a finger into the furrowed centre. She kept her thighs together and squeezed his hand, stopping him from getting too carried away.
Jack smiled over, his gaze flashing to where she was being rubbed into. She did likewise, glancing at her sisters breasts and rolling her eyes. Jack then held her gaze while he slipped his fingers beneath the waist band of Tanta’s pyjama shorts. He reached down there and cupped her pussy. Her upper leg lifted slightly, and he reached down further then pressed fingers up into her. Her eyes closed, and her lips parted. Jack started fingering her. Everyone was watching. Tanya’s eyes opened, and she peered around at the faces.
Jack’s mobile phone jingled in the dining room. He gave Tanya a kiss as he edged from beneath her. His middle finger was wet, leaving a mark on her thigh. He broke the kiss off and left her.
Stan immediately stood and went to her. She blushed up at him, biting her lip. He knelt in front of her and leaned over to kiss her mouth. Her eyes closed and her head tilted. Paul kissed Angela’s neck as she watched her little sister being passionately tongue kissed by a second man. Stan squeezed her thigh, then he cupped her pussy through her pants. Her legs opened for him, and he put his hand down the front of her pyjamas and pushed a finger up into her. She had her hands in his hair as he sucked on her tits. His arm was moving back and forth, his fingers spearing into her wetly.
Mark appeared freshly showered and stood watching. Jack returned, and Stan looked back up at him. Jack knelt and Stan moved back. Tanya had slumped in the seat so her bottom was on the edge, and she was lying down with her head propped up. Jack tugged her pyjama shorts down her legs and left them around her ankles. He parted her knees and bent to cover her bald little pussy with his mouth. Stan leaned over the arm of the chair and resumed sucking her tits. Jack inserted fingers. Angela couldn’t see properly because her sister’s legs were open at an angle to her.
Jack had a hand pressed to Tanya’s belly. He licked and sucked on her little gash as he serviced it with his fingers. Stan alternated between kissing her mouth and sucking her tits. Paul entered Angela from behind. He had slipped his cock through the leg of her panties and he slow fucked her while she watched her sister being ravaged by the other men.
Tanya’s slender body bucked and writhed in orgasm just as Paul ground up behind Angela and ejaculated. She squirmed back against him, her hand wedged between her legs preventing anyone from seeing she was being fucked. Mark was grinning down at her. He knew.
Jack wiped his mouth on the back of his wrist. He looked at Paul with his head pressed against the back of Angela’s neck, panting from his exertion. Jack’s gaze travelled to where Angela was holding her crotch. She moved her hand enough that he could see Paul’s cock still inside of her.
Paul slumped away from her, rolling onto his back. She fixed the crotch of her panties back into place and looked over to see Tanya pulling her pants up. She went to her sister and took her hand, leading her out into the kitchen while the men were mumbling congratulations to each other.
“Oh, my gosh – the frigging horn dogs!” Angela cried. “You got ravaged and I just got fucked in a room full of guys.”
“Did Paul fuck you again?” Tanya asked excitedly. “Just then?”
“Yes! While my boyfriend was trying to lick your belly button from the inside.”
“He HAS got a long tongue,” Tanya confirmed. “That’s a plus.”
Angela giggled. “Yeah – it is.” She checked around the corner. No one was following. They were all sitting around watching the television again. “Frigging horny trolls,” she tossed back at her sister, who was peering over her shoulder to see too.
“And I was enjoying the 90’s hits too. I wanted to see what was number one,” Tanya said.
There was a knock at the door and Wes strolled in.
“Oh, shit!” Tanya cried. “I thought he wasn’t coming back until tomorrow.”
“He probably wanted to come back for you,” Angela pointed out.
“Awesome. He can h
ave me!”
“Yeah – I think we should go and grab him and Stan and take them upstairs. What do you think, Tan?”
“I think yes – definitely…. How should we do it?”
“Easy…. We walk in, say nothing and don’t listen to anything they say. You take Wes by the hand and I’ll take Stan by the hand. And we walk straight to the stairs…. Not a word.”
“Well, come on – come on,” Tanya giggled excitedly, pushing Angela to get going. “Don’t know about you, but I’m still frigging smouldering down there.”
“Me too,” Angela agreed, and she took her sister’s hand and led her back into the circle of trolls.
There were cheers and whistles. The girls clung together and took the hand of their chosen partners, making a chain of four, and they led with the guys following until they reached the stairs. Angela looked back to give Jack a cheeky smile, everyone cheered that too. She took Stan into the smaller room where she had been with Paul earlier. Tanya led Wes grinning into the main bedroom and closed the door.
Angela backed against the door as Stan turned and approached. “I’m still wet from Paul,” she uttered as he kissed her. “Sorry.”
“That’s alright…. Let’s get into bed?”
He took her hand and led her. She was blushing as he pulled the covers back.
“Should I undress, Stan?”
“No – let me do that,” he said, motioning for her to get in.
She slipped in and scooted across to the far side. He undressed completely. His cock lifted and extended as he got into bed beside her. It was kind of long and thin. Perhaps it looked thin because it was actually quite long. Had Tanya been mistaken?” Angela wondered. Maybe it had been an awkward angle of penetration and she hadn’t felt his full length. As he rolled onto his side to cuddle up, his penis pressed against her. It felt very hard, and had extended to about the length of Mark’s nine inches, Angela thought, though it was certainly not as heavy and fat as Mark’s. The head was narrow and tapered, Mark’s had been broad and round, like a knob. Stan’s balls looked huge – oversized and drooping in their long sac.
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