by Mia Ford
“Fuck me,” I demanded.
She smiled and chuckled, kissing the head of my dick one last time before crawling toward me and straddling me at the waist. She lifted up and grabbed my cock, pushing it through her pussy and then very slowly lowering herself down on it. She threw her head back with a gasping breath, and I dropped my head to the bed, shaking it back and forth. Her pussy was tighter than I even imagined it would be. Her juices were running wildly, creating a moist lubrication to make her movements swift and fluid. She leaned her hands down on my chest and began to grind her hips against me, her clit rubbing against my skin. Her tits were round and perfect, jiggling with every movement that she made. I tried to put my hands on her waist, feeling the need to fuck the hell of her, but she pushed my hands away and smiled, sitting up and grabbing her tits. She moved up and down my cock slowly, but deeply, teasing me with every dip down. She pulled my cock almost completely out of her before dropping herself down on me and rotating her hips in a circle.
I watched her body move like a snake above me, every part of her feeling the lust between us. All I could think about was throwing her down until it became clear that she was really close to coming. I lurched up, grabbing her by the waist and rolling her over on her back, listening to her squeal and giggle, followed by a deep moan as I shoved myself deep inside of her. I lifted one of her legs up over my shoulder and leaned to the side, thrusting my hips forward and then back again, pushing deep and hard inside of her. Her moans started to mimic the movements of my body, and the sound was unbelievably arousing. I put her leg down and grabbed her waist, pulling her in as my hips thrusted forward, her clit slamming against me over and over again.
She closed her eyes as her voice got higher and higher in pitch, her body starting to tighten in my hands. I knew she was about to come again, and I wanted to feel every quake, every shake, and every pulsing of her beneath me. I clenched my jaw and drilled into her, remembering that there was no need for me to race to the finish. She opened her eyes, her mouth dropping open as she screamed out in pleasure.
“Yes,” she screamed. “I’m gonna come again. Jesus, I love your cock.”
She reached over and grabbed my arm, grinding her fingernails into my skin. Suddenly, her head flew backward, and she arched her chest, her tits shaking as her body began to quake beneath me. Her pussy squeezed tightly around my shaft, and I could feel the explosion of her juices all down my shaft. I took a deep breath and groaned, trying to hold back from climaxing. I wanted to fuck her from behind so badly. Before she could even finish coming, I pulled out and flipped her over on her stomach, reaching around her waist and pulling her ass high in the air. I reached down and grabbed onto her perfect fucking ass, wondering how I hadn’t noticed it before then.
My cock quickly and easily found her wetness, and her still vibrating pussy pulled me right inside of her. I gripped tightly to her ass and started to push and pull inside of her. I could hear the unmistakable sounds of my wife in the background, moaning loudly, and shots of electricity shot through my chest. Instantly, I started to fuck Jessica harder, reaching up and grabbing onto her shoulder and thrusting deep and fast. I could hear our skin slapping together, her moans in constant rhythm with my hips and in sync with the other women in the room behind us. Jessica turned her head and looked back at me, grabbing tightly to the fabric on the bed, her face contorted in pleasure and ecstasy. I could feel the fire in my belly starting to get bigger and bigger with every sound of Jessica’s high-pitched pants and pleas for more. I growled out and slapped her ass, watching it jiggle under my hand.
That was it. I needed a release. I put my hand on the center of Jessica’s back and slowly pushed her down to the bed. I pulled my body over top of her and continued to fuck her, pulling her legs together and straddling her legs. The tightness of her thighs pressed together extended the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I propped myself up on my knees and held onto her low in the hips as I pushed and pulled inside of her. She tilted her head back and wailed as her body moved up and down against the fabric beneath her, massaging her clit and tits with each thrust. Behind us, Kristin screamed out in another orgasm, and something inside of me burst. I picked up my speed, slamming into her over and over again until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I pulled out of her and quickly turned her over to face me. She grabbed her tits and writhed, watching me stroking my red swollen cock feverishly. My hand moved up and down the shaft with speed and intent. I clenched my jaw and tilted my head back, groaning as I felt the release of orgasm. My cock twitched violently in my hand as hot streams of my seed shot out, streaming across Jessica’s big tits, dripping down onto her stomach. She whimpered beneath me, rubbing my come into her skin and gasping at the passion of it all.
The waves of pleasure moved through me like a tsunami until finally, the last bits of my come dribbled out of my dick. I sat back, let out the breath trapped in my lungs, and shook my head. That was one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had.
Chapter 25
Amber
I watched as Jessica pulled Matt over to the daybed and climbed up onto the bed, showing us her perfect, swollen pussy. She turned around and propped herself up on the pillows, pulling him in and kissing him passionately. Watching her run her lips over his turned me on more than I had ever felt before. As I watched Jessica ravage my husband, Jason appeared, sitting down next to me with a rock-solid hard-on sticking straight up in the air. He looked at me with his deep, dark sex eyes and leaned in, running his lips down my ear and over my neck, his tongue lapping at me. My eyes stayed open watching, my husband run his hands up Jessica, their mouths still frantically rubbing across each other. Jason’s lips felt familiar and amazing against my skin and I tilted my head back, looking around the room as he got me ready.
Down on the floor at our feet, Kristin was still writhing under Austin’s superior tongue. He had her legs up over his shoulders, his feet pushing against the base of the couch as his mouth ran savagely over her wet mound. She laid there with her eyes closed, grabbing strongly to her tits and moaning loudly with every stroke of his tongue. Her body was absolutely perfect, arched in a way that turned me on instantly. I remembered what Kristin’s pussy tasted like, and part of me yearned to have it in my mouth again.
Jason reached up and tilted my face back toward his, pressing his lips tightly against mine, pushing his tongue between my lips and swirling it around. The fact that his mouth had been on Kristin was a complete turn on, and I opened my mouth wide, grabbing his hair as we kissed with depth and lust. He slowly slid his hand down and grabbed my thigh, reminding me of how much fun the two of us used to have as roommates. The late night fucks in the kitchen when we both wandered out for water unassumingly. He knew just how to make me come, and I loved it. I was almost beside myself with excitement, knowing that I would finally get to experience his lovemaking again, and it was hard to hold back at that moment. I could feel his big, long cock rubbing against my stomach, waiting patiently for its turn to push inside of me and feel me clamp down in climax over and over again.
I pulled his tongue into my mouth and wrapped my lips around it, sucking on it hard. He leaned back and took in a deep breath, smiling at me as he leaned forward again and continued to ravage me with his mouth. At that point, I was lost in his touch, my body lying in his arms as he kissed my mouth gently and then hard again. His hand slid down my side and between my legs, cupping my pussy and carefully beginning to massage it. The feeling of his fingers rubbing across me was so erotic that I could barely move a muscle in my body. His touch had rendered me motionless, and it didn’t seem like he minded at all. He just wrapped his arm around me tighter and spread my lips apart with his fingers, pushing through the wetness and fingering me deeply.
I gasped at the feeling of him finger-fucking me right there in front of everyone. I tilted my hips up to give him even more room to feel me from the inside out. I opened my eyes and opened my mouth, taking his tongue into mine
. At that moment, with the sounds of everyone else around us, I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than to feel Jason’s cock deep inside of me, his strong body holding me right where he wanted me. I leaned my head back away from his face and moaned loudly as his lips trailed down my neck while his fingers danced across my clit, arousing me more than I had thought possible. As the sounds of Kristin’s moans echoed through my mind, I shifted, pushing Jason back and climbing over his lap, straddling him backward so that I could watch everyone else in action, especially my husband.
I raised myself up on my knees and grabbed his cock, slowly sliding down it, hearing him groan behind me, his face pressed against my back. He put his hands around my waist, and I started to bounce vigorously on his cock, looking out at the others in the room. We sat there fucking feverishly, watching our friends and spouses shake and tremble from the pleasure they were experiencing in their own space. It was personal, but at the same time, I could feel the connection to every other person in the room, their moans and growls vibrating through my chest. He moved his hands up to my tits, squeezing them tightly and pinching my nipples between his fingers. I leaned my head back and moaned as I slipped my fingers over my clit and pressed down, moving them in circles around my nub. I could feel the heat in my stomach starting to rise, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I came for the first time.
With every plunge downward, I could feel every inch, every wrinkle, and every pulse of his big cock. I could tell he was enjoying himself from the sound of his labored breathing against my back. He leaned forward and bit down on my back, sending me into another world. I thrust my chest out and laid my head back on his shoulders, letting him lift me up and down on his dick as I reached my climax, screaming out in pleasure, pleading for him not to stop. I could feel my warm juices flowing down his cock and pulling at the base. He growled loudly, slamming me hard down on his cock over and over again until my body stopped shaking in ecstasy. He grabbed tightly to my waist and pulled me off of his cock, pushing me to the side on all fours and raising up on his knees.
I looked behind me and bit my lip as he stroked his shaft, grabbing onto one of my ass cheeks and shaking it up and down. He scooted forward quickly and tapped his cock against my ass before lowering it down and sliding it through my juices. He pushed in deep and groaned, spreading his legs apart and assuming the position. I lifted my head up and watched as my husband plowed deep and hard into Jessica’s pussy. The sight was erotic, and I began to rock forward and back, meeting Jason’s thrusts and groaning at the feeling of his dick pressing against my abdomen. He was fucking me so hard that my whole body was shuddering and the couch was scraping back and forth on the floor beneath us. I reached up and steadied myself against the back of the couch as he leaned forward over me and pushed deep and hard inside of me.
When Jason retracted, lifting himself back up on his heels, he pulled me with him, running his hand over my tits and pressing his lips against my neck, his cock still deep inside of me. He pushed his arm down and wrapped it around my waist, lifting me up slightly and turning me toward the back of the couch. I scooted forward on my knees, pressing my chest against the cushion and spreading my legs with my ass slightly pushed outward. He moved behind me, lifted up, and slid his cock up into my pussy, moving his hips in sharp, short movements while his hand slid down between my legs. I gasped at the feeling of his dick shoved up inside of me and his warm fingers flittering over my clit. He kept his body pressed firmly against mine as he pushed in and out of my pussy, grunting softly in my ear.
In the background, I could hear the chorus of Jessica and Kristin moaning loudly. I always loved the way that Kristin sounded when she was in complete ecstasy. Her tones were steady and higher pitched, perfectly timed with her partners movements, wavering slightly as she started moving toward climax. She didn’t hold back. She let it all out when she started to come. That rhythmic sound ignited the fire all over again inside of me, and I could feel myself getting closer to another orgasm. This time, though, I wanted to be facing Jason, latching on to his deep eyes.
I reached back and grabbed his cock, lifting up and pulling it out of me. I turned around, pressing my back against the cushion and lifted my leg up, draping it over his arm as he held tightly to the back of the couch. I reached down between his thighs and grabbed onto his thick, wet shaft and pulled him forward, guiding him through my juices and inside of me. I reached around and grabbed his ass, pulling him swiftly into me, biting my lip and staring deep into his eyes. Every time he pulled his hips back, I pulled them hard into me until we were moving so fast against each other I couldn’t keep up. Instead, I kept my eyes locked on his and grabbed on to his back with my fingernails, sliding them down his skin and watching his mouth curve into a smirk.
“Harder,” I demanded. “Make me come.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered.
He shifted my leg to the side, opening up my hips, and started to pump as fast as he could. I latched onto him and gasped, feeling his body slap feverishly against my clit. I gritted my teeth but kept my eye contact, holding him to his promises of amazing sex and multiple orgasms. He smiled as he slammed into me faster, my body starting to go stiff. My mouth fell open, but no sound emerged as I gripped down and shook, my orgasm exploding inside of me so hard I could barely hold my body upright. I clawed at him, wanting him to stop but also to keep going at the same time.
“Oh, you aren’t done,” he said, smiling and shaking his head.
He pulled my leg down off his arm and leaned back, wrapping it and my other leg around his waist. He reached down and grabbed onto my ass and pulled me down on his dick. I leaned my back against the couch and let my head fall backward onto the cushion, my body already moving toward another rolling climax as he thrust himself into me over and over, rolling his hips against my clit. I screamed out, grabbing onto the couch and feeling my body shooting from one orgasm to another, no time in between for even a breath. I was writhing and rolling so hard I couldn’t even keep my body aligned with him. He smiled and pulled me in, over and over again, pushing me back and forth on his cock, rolling me through pleasure so strong I was reduced to a whimpering pile of flesh, completely at the mercy of his wants.
Looking over at my husband fucking the hell out of Jessica, I decided to let go of my inhibitions, and I relaxed into Jason’s hands, feeling completely comfortable with letting him wear my pussy out so badly that I wouldn’t walk straight for days. From the look on his face and his refusal to let me break for a moment, I knew that I was in for a serious night of ecstasy beyond anything I had felt before.
Chapter 26
Jason
My body slammed into Amber’s, feeling the glory of her tight little pussy, but my eyes wandered down to my wife as she writhed on the floor, her body so exhausted from pleasure that all I could hear now were whimpers coming from her throat. Austin was planted between her legs, licking her feverishly, bringing her to one climax after another, something that I knew she loved to feel when it finally happened to her. Her body glistened in the firelight, and just as my eyes moved over her tits to her face, she opened her eyes, smiling at me in ecstasy before erupting again into orgasm.
I reached back around Amber’s waist and leaned my face into her back, breathing in her scent and her skin. God, she felt so fucking good. I couldn’t get enough of her pussy, just like it was when we were roommates, meeting in the darkness and quiet of the kitchen. We would fuck without a sound, leaning over the counter, reaching our climaxes slowly and sensually, our bodies shaking against each other. Her body had always been so tight, her hips perfectly proportioned to the rest of her, and her tits were always so perky. Her body was always one of those that drove me absolutely nuts, not quite as nuts as my wife’s, but it still gave me a hard-on anytime I laid my eyes on it. She had kind of been a goal for me when we lived together, the sweet, innocent, little Midwestern girl, but when I really got ahold of her, I realized the fire that burned inside of her was much more compl
ex than I had originally assumed. There were many times that she had completely blown my mind during sex.
She had been one of the most fun partners that I had ever had, and from the look and feel of it, that hadn’t changed at all. When we first arrived, I thought that she was going to be a lot different than she was before, but when Kristin finally broke down those walls, she revealed herself to be the same hot girl that she walked around our apartment as many years before.
As I thrust my cock deep inside of her, feeling her lean into me, I looked down and watched as Kristin pushed Austin back, turned around, and straddled his face. She bent forward and grabbed onto his cock, ready to suck the hell out of that poor bastard. Kristin pretty much excelled at everything sexual, but she was extra blessed when it came to blow jobs, something that she had confessed repeatedly that she loved to do. Who was I to keep her from doing what she loved? So, when she was in the mood, I leaned back and let her go wild on my dick. Sometimes, she was so good I came within minutes, which was pretty much unheard of for me.
