by Lexi Hunt
He kissed her then, a hungry, needy kiss that didn’t end before his hand touched a small perfectly formed breast with a hard rubbery nipple atop it. When the kiss broke, all he could say was “Oh shit.”
“Mmmmm, that feels good,” Carly said, her lips still just inches from his own. “Do you know what I’d really like to do?” she asked him.
“I have no idea,” Sawyer said raggedly, completely out of breath.
“I want to give you a bath,” she said with a giggle. Carly stood up and tugged at his hand, dragging him towards the master bathroom and it’s garden tub. She sat on the edge of the tub and turned the water on, waiting for the temperature to get right. When she was satisfied, she poured some of Helen’s scented oil in the water and turned to Sawyer.
Her small hands went to his belt and she dropped his trousers to the floor. Taking his briefs in her hands, she exposed his burgeoning cock and laughed as it bounced against her cheek. Taking his thick girth in both hands, she took the tip into her mouth and gave it a quick suck before pushing him down into the tub.
She bathed him, adding bubble bath and a great deal of mirth as she used the washcloth to scrub every inch of his bare skin. Her actions caused him a little embarrassment at first, but he had to admit her attention was flattering, and fun as well. By the time it was over she was in the tub with him and they were delighting in the close slippery contact of their skins.
He dried her off and wrapped her in a large fluffy towel, carrying her to his bed and dropping her unceremoniously on the bed. When he dropped the towel he had tied around his waist, Carly mock snarled at him and playfully attacked his still erect cock. It disappeared down her throat and the surge of sheer pleasure he felt overwhelmed him. Involuntarily, his hands reached for her hair and he pulled her head down on his cock.
Carly immediately raised her head, her eyes huge, her nipples hard, and her ragged breathing giving away her sudden rush of lust. “Yessssss,” she hissed, “pull my hair and fuck my mouth damn you!” The look in her eyes was one of sheer animal lust…Sawyer had inadvertently pushed one of her buttons. With a snarl, Carly attacked his swollen cock, sucking, licking, and smacking her lips like a madwoman.
Sawyer grabbed great handfuls of her wavy blonde hair and began thrusting into her mouth. He could feel her nose bumping against his pelvic bone as he fucked her mouth as if it was a pussy. Her mounting groans told him he had read her right. Carly wanted it rough, she wanted it deep, and she wanted it now. Her hands grabbed at his balls and her tongue skittered wildly on his cock. Every few minutes she would come up for air. “Come on baby,” she whispered, “fuck my mouth.”
He couldn’t tell for certain, but he thought she was cumming as she sucked him…she was definitely making a racket. Her excitement aroused him, as did the fact that now woman had ever sucked so much of his cock into her mouth. Every time she took her mouth off him to breathe, she was urging him to cum inside her mouth. Before much time at all had passed, he was obliging her, shooting massive jets of scalding white cream against her tonsils.
There was no doubting her orgasm when his cum erupted in her mouth. Her body lifted off the bed, her hands pushing her off the sheets, and her mouth locked tightly upon his spurting cock. Her shrill screams of pleasure excited him even more.
“Jesus that was good!” she said, smacking her lips and bouncing on the bed animatedly as his cum dripped from her lips and dribbled down over her breasts. She captured a strand of the thick gooey fluid on her forefinger and lifted it to her mouth. Sawyer had no idea why watching a woman play with his cum and eat it excited him, but there was no denying the surge of heat that suffused his loins when it happened…especially if the lady in question really seemed to enjoy it. Carly seemed to love it.
Not only did she love it, but she left no doubt that she wanted more. Still dripping cum, she straddled his cock and used her fingers to spread the lips of her pussy. He felt the hard nubbin of her clit rubbing against the tip of his cock, and then felt her hips begin to move along the length of him. The girl was using his cock to masturbate with!
Carly was so beautiful in the dim bedroom light, her shoulders hunched and her hands pressed against his hard belly. He could see the flat hard muscles of her belly and the prominent bones of her hips as she worked her pussy along the bottom of his cock. Her eyes were squinted with her effort, and her mouth hung open as she breathed raggedly in rhythm with her hip movements. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she chanted as their slippery flesh melded.
Carly altered the angle of her hips just a tiny fraction and her eyes widened as Sawyer’s big glans slipped inside her. “Oh my god Sawyer that feels good,” she whispered.
The tight inside of Carly’s pussy seemed hotter and wetter than the inside of any other woman Sawyer had ever fucked. He was perfectly aware that the very idea that she was actually hotter inside was fatuous, but the feeling persisted nonetheless. He could feel the convex surface of her cervix brushing at tip of his cock and the contact seemed to excite her. Her mouth formed into a perfect “O” as she rode him, her eyes lit up from inside as if she were seeing something no one else in the world could see. He put his hands on her breasts and she leaned into them and began to chant his name as he pounded mercilessly into her. Inevitably, it ended as it had to, with his semen washing over her cervix in waves. She collapsed in his arms as he held her as tightly as he dared.
It was Sawyer that moved first, lifting her up and gently laying her down after pulling the comforter and top sheet down on the bed. He laid her head gently on the pillow, and then climbed in beside her, pulling the covers up over them before snuggling up to her body, their skin contact solid from head to toes. Her warm soft breasts were pressed against his chest, his spent cock against her belly, and their legs interwoven, he slept…not the guilty sleep of the damned, but the comforting sleep of someone who has finally found his way home. It was the most dangerous night Sawyer had ever spent, either before or after his marriage. The young woman in his arms was created for love, and Sawyer was very much afraid that giving her what she so richly deserved would destroy his family.
Carly was senseless with pleasure at what Sawyer had done with and to her body. She literally couldn’t move as she felt him arrange her on the bed and hold her so lovingly that she was moved to tears. When she felt his breathing slow to an even steady pattern and she was sure he was asleep, she extricated herself from his embrace and climbed out of the bed.
Fully dressed, she stood in the doorway to his bedroom and stared at the naked man who had given her so much pleasure. She wanted nothing more than she wanted to crawl back into his embrace and sleep there…but she knew she could not. Despite her tender age, she knew she could not break up his family. She loved his son and she adored his wife, and she had taken all she dared from them.
Carly bit back the sob in her chest and walked to the front door and out of the house. She knew who she could send to take her place. She also knew that she could never come here again.
DOUBLE TIME
SYNOPSIS:
Wayne’s eighteen year old babysitter is a hottie, and he’s certain she’s entertaining boyfriends in his home while he’s out with his wife…in spite of his specific instructions that no one was supposed to be in the house with her when she’s working. A clandestine trip to check on her reveals that she is indeed fucking guys while she’s working, but it also reveals Donna’s true desire…she wants two men at once, and she wants Wayne in her back door doing double time…
I peered through the sliding glass door of my own house, and I was pretty sure that I had finally caught the little minx. Hell, I couldn’t blame the guy, if Donna had asked me to come to somebody else’s house and fuck her eyes out I would have been hard pressed to say no.
The problem was, Donna was babysitting my kid, in my house, and I had specifically told her…no company. From the beginning, I had suspected she was laughing up her sleeve at me, nodding and saying ‘yes sir’ and then doing as she damned well pleased
. It shouldn’t have surprised me, hell, my wife did it to me all the time. The problem is, Donna is so hot and so seductive that I just let her get away with it.
Donna has short black hair, a pretty face, big brown eyes, and a long slender body with breasts just a little fuller than you’d expect on a girl so slender…absolutely fuckable and just eighteen years old. Every time I saw her I got a hardon. Of course, my wife Sybil hated her, so I insisted that we keep hiring her even after I had my suspicions about what she was doing in our house after we left at night.
Tonight Sybil was truly occupied, a friend was in the hospital and I had sneaked back to check on Donna. Sybil thought I was going over to the office to work until her visit was over. I looked down at my wristwatch…I had three hours before I had to pick Sybil up.
I could see the guy’s blonde hair sticking up over the back of the couch, and I could see his shoes on the floor, along with a pile of something that looked suspiciously like the sundress Donna had been wearing when we left the house.
I slid the door open, hoping I wasn’t making enough noise to alert the two of them. I needn’t have worried, Donna had turned on the MTV station on the television and it was blaring. I made my way slowly over to the sofa, planning to say something clever like “AHA! I’ve caught you at last!” Never happened.
When I reached a point where I could see over the back of the sofa, I could see that his eyes were facing the ceiling and they were closed tight. Donna, absolutely naked and looking spectacular, was on her knees on the sofa and her mouth was stuffed with his rather large penis. She was happily sucking away on it as her fingers played between her legs. I had never seen her naked before, but believe me when I say I had fantasized about it a thousand times.
Her eyes were wide open and looking up at his face. When my face popped into view, she didn’t even slow down, the grin on her face around his cock just got wider. She winked at me and began to make a special effort to put on a show for me.
Donna sucked his cock deep into her throat, so deep that she buried her nose against his pelvic bone. I heard him gasp, but he never opened his eyes…and Donna never took her liquid brown eyes off of mine. Lifting her head, she used her tongue to trace every inch of his cock, and then she took first one and then the other heavy testicle into her mouth. She sat a little straighter so that I could get a better look at her tits, and she pinched her nipples so that I could get a look at them fully erect. The little bitch wanted me to watch her.
I’m just a man, as Sybil constantly reminds me. I watched, and Donna watched me watching. Every time her mouth separated from his cock I could hear her egging him on. “Cum for me Steve,” she said, “I’m going to make you shoot all that nasty cum right in my mouth baby.” Donna engulfed his entire length again before coming up for air. “Isn’t that what you want baby, to watch me play with your hot nasty cum with my tongue? Don’t you want to watch me lick it off your belly and then eat it like ice cream?” She was practically cooing at him.
The poor guy was writhing on the sofa, his hips thrusting towards her mouth each time she sucked him in…and the things she was saying! Hell, my cock was so hard I had to take it out and stroke it as I watched and listened! Donna’s eyes widened when she saw that! If anything, she got wilder and the talk got nastier as I jacked off watching them.
She ended up telling him I was watching. I’ll give the kid credit…if some chick giving me the blowjob of my life and telling me how she was gonna lick my cum up like candy told me suddenly that someone was watching me, my cock would have shriveled like a punctured balloon. Not this kid! He opened his eyes and saw me jacking off behind him and he just put his hand on Donna’s head and pushed down on it. Donna loved it.
Since I wasn’t hiding any more, I walked around in front of the sofa so I could get a better view of Donna’s sweet body. I sat on the ottoman and pulled it close so that I could touch her as she sucked him. I ran my hands over her smooth ass and fondled her full tits before running my hands over the flat muscles of her belly. When my fingers felt between her legs, her pussy was sopping wet, her juices streaming down the insides of her thighs.
Her hips jerked as I rubbed her clit with my thumb, and I could feel her little jerky movements as she tried to capture one of my fingers between the lips of her pussy. I was determined not to let that happen…Donna wasn’t the only person in the room who knew how to tease.
I crawled up on the sofa behind her, sitting between her feet and began to spread the cheeks of her ass with my thumbs. I teased her little puckered rosebud with my fingers and stroked the insides of her thighs softly with my thumbs, and Donna was shaking like a leaf. She was moaning now more than talking.
I heard Steve groan loudly as he began shooting into her mouth. True to her word, Donna put on a show with his cum that not only had me hard as a rock, she made Steve hard again too. I leaned against the back of the sofa to get a better view of her working mouth, and I could see the thick white cream overflowing her lips and flowing down to cover his balls. She moved the white stuff around with her tongue, making kittenish noises to show her pleasure at the texture and taste…and her general joy at having his cum in her mouth. Donna sure made a believer out of me.
I watched her as she cleaned every drop of his cum from his balls and his belly, and then I watched as she used her fingers to collect every drop that was stuck to her face and breasts. Steve was squeaky clean when she finished with him.
She turned around so that she was almost sitting in Steve’s lap and her face was lying in mine…so close that I could feel her hot breath on my cock.
“You’re home early Mr. Weyland,” she whispered huskily. “Did you get excited watching me suck Steve’s cock?” Donna didn’t wait for an answer, she curled her fingers around my stiff shaft and began to stroke me. She locked eyes with me for the second time and pulled one of my hands to her full breast, ensuring that my fingers found her nipples and squeezed them as hard as I could. I obliged her, and the harder I squeezed, the more she seemed to enjoy it.
She was making those kitten noises of pleasure again, and I could see that Steve’s hands were busy between her legs. Her eyes got kind of a glassy look and suddenly I felt her lips close over the tip of my cock. It seemed an awfully frantic kind of sucking, and I felt her tongue narrow and try to penetrate the slit on the tip of my glans. I jerked a little at that, it was something Sybil had never tried to do and I couldn’t remember any of my high school or college sweethearts trying it either. It sure as hell felt good.
She wasn’t satisfied with just sucking me for long. Taking her mouth off me just long enough to talk to Steve for a second, she turned and begged him to fuck her. I watched her face as he slid his big cock into her, it was like watching a junkie getting fix. I was more than a little jealous, as Steve’s cock was quite a bit larger than mine. If it weren’t for the stroke of luck I had later because his cock was so much bigger, my ego might have suffered some lasting damage that night.
Her ragged breathing soon became synchronized with Steve’s thrusts, and each time he buried his cock in her, she slammed her lips down around the base of my cock and sucked me into her throat. She was doing something with her throat muscles that felt as if she were swallowing water or something, and the throat action was driving me completely insane.
I wanted to get up and fuck her, but she was getting all the dick she needed there from Steve…and I felt that little stab of jealousy until I realized that she intended for me to cum in her mouth the way Steve had. The thought raised my excitement level considerably, and I tangled my hands in her short hair and began to thrust roughly into her throat.
Donna didn’t object to my ruthless fucking of her mouth, she seemed to relish it. I stayed in rhythm with Steve and Donna just sort of laid there taking it, but she was making a hell of a racket…she sounded like one of those ladies in the porn videos riding a Sybian for the first time.
I couldn’t help myself, Donna’s passive sucking of my cock was just too muc
h for me and I began to spew into her throat. She locked her hands around my ass cheeks and pulled me into her until her lips encircled the base of my cock. Her eyes never left mine, and she refused to quit sucking me, even when it became so tender that it hurt me for her to continue. It was easy to see that she was focused on Steve’s cock ramming into her pussy.
In spite of the pounding her slender body had been taking, Donna wasn’t done yet. She lay face down on the sofa, her lungs heaving. It was plain to Steve and I that she was gathering her strength for the next onslaught…I just hoped I was up for it.
I wanted to give her hell for having somebody over when she wasn’t supposed to, but it’s hard to raise hell with someone whose cheerful crooked grin is dripping with your cum. Her head was resting on my thigh, and every few minutes her tongue would flick out and caress my cock, or she would nuzzle my balls. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she whispered. “What kept you…I’ve done everything except rip off my clothes and beg…”
