Cherry Hill Chapter 4

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Jordan Edwards sighed, he tossed the letter in the bin and went back to viewing the snapshots Lascelle had sent him. The female swim team looked as delicious as warm pie ala mode. He’d paid out a wad of cash to arrange for the eight
members of the team to pose nude for him.
Lascelle had done the job for free, once the girls agreed to appear in his live web cam shows. He had all ready enjoyed cumming over the group shot. His semen had erupted out of his cock and exploded all over the glossy print. Mr. Edwards ran his finger over the images of tangled arms, and licked pussies.

He pushed the photo into his “special” file
drawer and settled back at his desk. His cock soft from the cumming he had finally allowed himself to have. He’d have to give Coach Martin a call, and see what the tally was so far. Picking up the phone he was just about to hit the numbers when the door bell rang. Jordan put the phone back on the receiver, made sure his trousers were zipped, and headed to the door.

Not expecting any company today he was
surprised when Lola, the college art teacher and Coach Martin were behind the door. “Hey Martin,” Jordan greeted him with an extended hand.

“Jordan,” Martin nodded and eased Lola inside, following behind her.

“I was just about to call you. Lola, nice to see
you again.” Jordan was surprised to see Lola
there. He had met her a few times, during the
college year. Many of her art students next year would be his former English students from this year. They had discussed students, and had flirted with each other, but nothing came of it. Now he wondered if she and
Martin were a couple. He was disappointed, but if that was the way it was, then hey, he’d except it, and not bother the young woman again.

“What can I do for you?” he asked the couple.

Martin grinned, “Lola has a question for you.” He smiled down at her and encouraged her with a smile to tell Jordan her request.

“Oh, what do you want to ask?” Jordan was very curious now. Martin’s grinned looked wicked, and when Martin had a wicked grin it usually meant
something was up. Jordan Edwards cock was starting to tingle as he thought how “up” he
would get if it meant doing something naughty with the green eyed brunette. He liked them young 20, but the tiny woman was on
25, and she looked 18. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he smiled at her, and led
her to the living room. “There we’ll all talk in
here. Need something to drink?” he asked them.

“No thank you,” she quietly answered. “I wanted to know if you’d be willing to help me with something.”

Raising his right brow up, he asked, “I’ll try,
what is it?”

“I’ve been seeing Martin for a while, and we’ve kept it pretty low key,” she ran her tongue over her lips, and saw Jordan and Martin’s eyes move to
them. Her belly tightened in anticipation as she took a deep breath and made her request. “I want to be fucked with two cocks at the same time.”

Jordan’s eyes grew huge in his face. Leaning back in his chair, he noticed his cock had sprung up within in seconds. He didn’t have to think or ask questions he just took her hand, asked Martin to lock the door, and took her to his bedroom. Once the three were inside, Jordan had Lola began
removing her clothes.

“Slow. Take your time,” he told her as he and
Martin removed their’s swiftly. He had climbed on the bed, and placed himself near the top, and Martin sat down in the window seat. His bare arse pressed against the glass. Jordan looked over at
Martin and saw he was all ready stroking his 9 1/2 inch cock. Jordan watched the beautiful woman work on the buttons of her blouse, and his hand went
down and started stroking his own cock.

Lola had watched a porn last night with Martin and she’d seen the girl getting her pussy filled with two cocks. She came so hard that she tingled and throbbed for an hour. Even begging Martin not to suck her cum from her pussy, because she didn’t think she could handle
another climax. After she had calmed down she sucked his cock, and the whole time fantasized about double cock fucking. She had cum again, while giving him head, and picturing Jordan Edwards cock sliding in along with Martin’s.

Martin had been so lost in the moment that he
didn’t recognize the vast amount of honey that had coated his lovers hand and the 10 inch vibrator he’d been fucking her with. He knew it had been the site of the massive tools stretching the pussy on the screen. That’s why he had rented that particular film from Babette’s porn shop. He had wanted to see if he could get Lola into the idea. When she finally confessed a few hours and a few more cummings later, that she wanted to try it. Martin had immediately known who to call, and was equally glad that was who she wanted.

He had fucked her senseless and then watched her fall asleep, before he pulled out his
notebook, and tallied up the figures in each one of the columns. Martin realized that once Jordan fucked his art teacher lover, he’d only be one girl away from tieing him. He shut the notebook and
slipped it back into the box on the shelf. The fantasy was to hot, and meant so much to Lola. If he didn’t go through with it, then she’d
certainly find one of her art students or one of her nude models to help her with her little
dream. Shrugging his shoulders he decided he’d take her to Jordan’s and hand his gambling buddy, one easy tally mark on his side of the notebook.

Now the three of them were in Jordan’s house, and his blonde lover was making his blood boil. His cock was begging to be fucked and his fingers were itching to dig into her pussy again. Her fingers had all ready opened up all the buttons on her blouse, and he stroked his cock as her
titties popped into view. He loved her nice
boobs. She had the sexiest 34B boobs that a man could suck on and he loved her slim 5′ 6″ frame. Her pussy was trimmed and his tongue snaked out, licking his lips in anticipation.

Jordan was watching her little fingers slip the skirt from her hips, her shirt hanging open as she turned to show him her arse. His cock leaped as she faced Martin and wiggled her arse, while slipping the skirt off. Jordan’s eyes
raked over the firm arse cheeks, and the tasty bright green strip of material that ran between them. He liked the color of the thong, and wondered if he could trail his tongue in search of its center strip. Shifting on the bed, he groaned out, “Turn around, babe.” His cock jerked again,
as he took in the crotch-less front of her thong.
Jordan smirked, “Kinda pointless to make
something like that if their gonna take the crotch out.

Lola chuckled, and ran her finger to her flaming hot pussy. Her finger slid in and out gathering the moist liquid, and swirling it around inside her. She pulled her finger out and sucked it clean. “I
love it,” she said, knowing Jordan knew she was talking about the juice and not the clothes. She felt Martin’s hands on her hips, and he spun her
around. Her fingers dug into his hair as, he slid to his knees.

Jordan left the bed and cupped her breasts, he
teased the soft mounds, then pushed and pulled
on each nipple. He sucked on her neck, and
drove his tongue in her ear. The whole time he
was working out the goose-bumps on the top of her body, Martin was working out the ones on the bottom.

Martin’s tongue was making laps all over her pussy. He’d dip his stiffened muscle between her sloppy pussy lips, before sliding it up relaxed and lapping her clit. His teeth bit at the bit of loose flesh, and he suckled greedily from it. Blowing hot air against it as he did. His
finger soon was meeting up with his tongue and
he pleasured her with the firm strokes he
applied to her soaked, trimmed pussy.

She shook as the senses of her body were
beginning to grow so heated, that she knew she’d be cumming on Martin’s face. Her fingers grabbed a handful of hair and lifted his face from her
pussy. “I want to cum on both of you,” she
growled out as she stared at his wet face. His tongue licked up some of the juices that were around his lips, and on his chin. He moved up her body, while Jordan moved down. Lola kissed
Martin, and bit his lip, when she felt Jordan’s tongue slid along the “Y” of her crotch-less thong.

Jordan pressed his fingers against her hips, and held her steady as he licked the strings that hugged her hips. He lavished sucks and kisses on the right, then left bum cheeks of the sexy art teacher. His hands moved from her hips to the crack of her arse, and he eased the perfect flesh apart. His eyes grew dark and his cock hurt, as he ran his tongue from the top of her arse. The soft
material and the salt of her skin was intoxicating to his organs and he licked the entire length of the string. When he got to the end he bit her flesh then licked up again.

Martin pushed his hand up to her breast, then bent down and sucked on the hard bud. He pulled and teased it, before he saw Jordan stand up with the thong
in his hand. “Your gonna buy her a new pair,” he grinned as he noticed the torn “Y”.

“My pleasure,” Jordan smiled. He walked over and tucked them in his dresser drawer, closing it along with all the other “trophies” he had
acquired. Lola’s breasts were heaving, and Jordan winked over at her, “I think you’re ready.”

“Fuck yes!” she shouted out. “And when you go shopping to buy my new panties, take me with you. We need to make sure they fit.”

“Best way to make sure they do, isn’t it?” he

Martin climbed on the bed, and Lola crawled up him. He watched her pause and suck on his cock, before straddling his swollen cock. His hips lifted in lust as she guided his cock into her wet pussy. The cock that had been aching for her finally was imbedded deep inside the welcoming pussy. Pushing his hips up and down, Lola slid her body up and down with his. Her pussy became
more wet, then she leaned down over his chest. Her nipples touched his hairy skin, and he groaned at the pleasure of it.

She rubbed her nipples against his chest, and
purred in pleasure. Her pulse leapt as she felt the bed shift, and Jordan scoot in behind her. Lola could smell how wet she was and inhaled the sweet aroma, locking it inside her. Trembles ran
through her, as she felt the swollen tip of his
cock slip in with Martin’s. “Oh fuck, guys,” she called out, as he pushed fully into her. Her body welcomed the two cocks and she slowly began to
move and adjust to them.

Jordan felt the walls of her pussy and the sucking motion of fucking her drove his shaft to push deeper. He fully impaled her with his cock, and would pull it out then drive it hard into her
again. His body was quivering as her pussy
inhaled him. Fingers dug into her hips, then he used one hand to slide down her arse. Sucking his index finger, making sure it was slippery with his saliva, he wedged it between her cheeks and finger fucked her tight hole.

Martin’s cock was practically vibrating as he pushed and pumped the sweetly trimmed pussy. His shaft was being swallowed whole by the warm, honey soaked juices. Her green eyes seemed to turn as green as emeralds, and he knew she was going to cum. He loved her eyes, they showed him what he loved the most. A woman cumming for his cock. Martin moved
faster, his hand reached up and twisted her right nipple, as Jordan’s moved from her hip, and twisted her left.

Lola wailed out in ecstasy as the shots of the men’s cum filled her entirely. The forced heat sent her over the edge and she showered their dicks with her fluids. Lola gasped and rode the meat that was fucking her. She squeezed vast amounts of cum from their bodies, milking each
cock, and emptying it deep inside her. Groaning and tossing her head back, she let lose the final wave of juice and felt Jordan bite her neck. Shuddering she slowly rode her wave back
down, and collapsed onto Martin’s body.

Jordan left her pussy, and pulled his finger from her arse. He rubbed her bum cheeks and massaged the muscles of her legs. He grinned at Martin, “You
and Lola enjoy yourselves. I’ll be back later. I have some calculating I just have to get to.”

Martin chuckled, “Take your time, and add
everything correctly.” He rolled Lola under him, and began to work her body and his to another state of arousal.

“What’s that all about?” she asked.

“Nothing that concerns you my lovely,” he
whispered as he sucked in her rosy nipple.

Jordan laughed as he closed the door. He pulled out his notebook from his desk, made a tally mark and calculated up his figures. “Fuck, two more to go! One and I tie though, that’s not bad.”


The golf game hadn’t gone to Sherwood’s liking. First his golf partner was late and smelled of pussy, which kept him good and distracted. Second, he couldn’t get over fucking that tight little blonde whore this morning and his mind
kept wandering back to the phone number written on it. Third, that little blonde that he fucked the hell out of was his golf partner’s
buddy. On a day like that, it was almost bound to happen that the sound of every tee-shot was followed by the soft sploosh of his ball in the pond and
various water hazards.

“Jesus, Sher, did you forget how to play?” Giles laughed. He, much to his black friend’s dismay was having an awesome game. That meant only two things. First and foremost, Giles didn’t know that Sherwood had shot into the new 19th hole on the 18th green this morning, or he didn’t care. More importantly, however, it meant that Sherwood would be buying the beer.

Sherwood laughed nervously and swore under his breath.

“Yeah, I guess my game is a little off today.”

“A little? Fuck! If your game was any farther off you’d be playing my wife’s hole!” Giles said laughing deeply. Sherwood shook his head, trying to register what he just heard his friend say.

“How’s that?” Sherwood said, standing back up to the tee-box for his second attempt at a fairway drive.

“I said if your game was any farther off, you’d be playing water polo. You know, team sport… In the water. Not like golf at all really. Fuck it man, just forget it,” Giles rambled, taking another pull off his beer. They’d both been drinking like fish this round and Sherwood was glad they were
coming up on the 16th and they’d be done in a
few minutes. The three holes lasted an eternity,
and on the last hole, Giles drilled the T-shot,
getting easily within one shot of the green.
Sherwood’s shot, like clockwork, sliced off and landed just barely fair. His next shot wasn’t much better, he just couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the little blonde he’d
fucked this morning and how much he had to concentrate on keeping his dick from swelling back to full size.

Giles shot again, the shot was good; too good, as a matter of fact, and it hit the green and rolled into the hole. Giles jumped in excitement, forgetting that he had just grabbed his beer and spilled it on himself. Not only that, but he rolled his ankle on the landing, turning his celebration into curses.

Sherwood’s drunken laughter didn’t help his
friend’s situation at all, but it did improve his
mood a little. He picked Giles up and they hobbled over to the cart, Sherwood driving them back to the club house.

“Thank God this place is fully staffed,” Giles
said dolefully, icing down his ankle with a cold beer from the cooler.

“Yeah, the steam room will be open, but do you
really want a rub down from Steffens?” Sherwood said, veering the cart around the path faster than he should have been. Both men shuddered at the
thought of Andrea Steffens. Over 6 foot of big boned, strong armed, retired weight
lifting masseuse. If the muscles didn’t coax back into place, she’d beat them back.

“I think I’ll just settle for a steam bath and let her wrap it. Join me?” Giles responded absently, taking the Bud from his ankle, cracking the top, and taking almost half the can in a swig.

“Fuck no. I have to get home to the woman as it is,” Sherwood said quietly. Giles laughed and made a whip-cracking motion with his hand. Sherwood laughed it off as they entered the club; Giles limping down stairs to the locker room and the therapy rooms, Sherwood wandering up to the bar. He couldn’t help but notice the beautiful woman sitting there with her back to him, her long blonde hair tied in a loose, thick plait, her body hugged by a tight T-shirt and painted-on jeans. He also couldn’t help but notice she was alone.

“Hey Sher,” the bar tender said as he wandered up to a seat next to her. “What can we get you today?”

Sherwood looked the girl up and down slowly, noticing the view from the front was even better than the view from the back. This girl had the biggest set of tits he’d ever seen in person. The
amount of cleavage she was proudly displaying
wasn’t to disappoint, either. Sherwood could have sprained his tongue drooling on those luscious tits had he not stripped his attention back to the bartender.

“Gin and Tonic,” Sherwood said plainly and sat down. The blonde turned her brown eyes to Sherwood’s and she smiled.

“Sherwood Reese?” she said with the bubbly
enthusiasm of a mid-twenty year old. Sherwood smiled curiously and extended his hand to take hers in a gentle shake.

“The one and only,” he said, still smiling.

“Oh wow! I’ve heard about you from Giles,”
she said, looking the older man up and down. Her tongue snaked out between her lips to wet the gloss on them, making the blood start to rush back to Sherwood’s loins. Sherwood still had no idea who she was, and he wore his confusion like a red badge of stupidity. “I’m Lydia, Lydia Mounds; I’m Giles’s sister-in-law.”

“Right! I guess I just didn’t expect to see you
here,” Sherwood said, not able to help his view from drifting south. He noticed her large nipples hardening as his eyes licked over the valley of tit-flesh on display beside him.

“Well, I wasn’t supposed to be, but we figured since Giles wasn’t home yet, you either beat the shit out of him for being late, or he was drunk,” Lydia said, her eyes sparkling. Sherwood’s
eyes weren’t the only ones drifting and she took in his strong frame; his well built arms, thick chest, narrow waist, and ever growing shaft sticking up along his hip. She felt her pussy moisten and a deep fiery itch start in her core.

“Nope, just drunk. He twisted his ankle on the
last hole though, he’ll be along after getting it
looked after and some time in the steam room,” Sherwood said, prying his eyes back up her body, noticing her breathing had shallowed and sped up. The fact that she was starting to fidget in her
seat was not lost on Sherwood either, and he swore he could smell wet pussy.

“How much time?” Lydia asked, taking the last swig out of her glass, the ice clinking in the sudden silence.

“Enough,” Sherwood said. The two got up
simultaneously, Sherwood leading Lydia down to the game room. The bar was deserted, he figured the pool tables would be, too. He hadn’t been so happy to be right in a long time. As soon as the door shut behind them, Sherwood turned around and planted a kiss on the woman’s lips, savoring the taste, noticing how much she tasted and reacted like her niece did this morning. Her hands were roaming down his strong back, making Sherwood shiver as he pulled her tight T-shirt out of the top of her jeans and mauled the
curvy flesh under it.

Their lips staying locked, she jumped up,
wrapping her legs around his waist, smashing her huge tits into his chest, her hands practically bear hugging the man. His hands went down to
her arse, his finger tips feeling the heat radiating from her swampy pussy. They broke the kiss only for the moment it took to peel her T-shirt from her skin, then her bra. Sherwood’s lips ravaged Lydia’s for a moment, then broke to
move down her neck, sucking on her collar bone, and then moving lower, exploring the huge mounds of flesh. He set her down on the pool table, her hands flying to her back to unclasp her bra before he pushed her to the table top.

Lydia’s hands went to her huge tits and she
pushed them together invitingly, her nipples
raking against each other and a small moan
escaping her lips at the contact. Sherwood kicked his shoes off and pushed his trousers down in such a fast movement that only alcohol can induce and was on the table in a flash. Sherwoods’s lips engulfed both nipples and his hands mauled the flesh attached to them. He pushed them to her mouth and the two of them savored the taste of her skin, so similar to Giles’s daughter, yet different and delightful at the same time.

Lydia’s hands, not to be lazy, moved down
Sherwood’s powerful frame to his naked hips and then around to his raging cock, standing straight out along his firm belly. Her hands stroked faster and faster on his stiff cock, the ample pre-cum
dripping from the tip provided all the lube she needed. They both sucked and licked her nipples while they kissed each other, both of them giving little sighs and moans of pleasure as their
manipulated bodies twitched.

“Fuck my tits,” Lydia commanded, her eyes
burning into Sherwood’s. “I want to feel you cum in my pussy, but use my tits to get there. Fuck them hard and make me cum, you bastard,” she hissed, her eyes never leaving Sherwood’s. He didn’t need to be told twice and he soon had his dick rocking in and out of the valley of warm, soft cleavage. She bent down to start slurping his cock head as it moved from between her boobs, the spit letting him move faster and faster.

Sherwood almost lost it. He felt her hands move
down to her waist and she wiggled out of her
jeans while he rode her chest like he was in a
rodeo. His hands pushed and twisted her huge mounds of flesh, his thumbs and forefingers constantly tweaking and twisting her nipples. Her body rocked under his, twitching with each
prodding finger and each thrust of his cum-
drooling cock. The sound of her jeans hitting the floor joined the sounds of silenced passion in the room. Lydia kept a hand at her pussy, the pink
hole sloshing noisily as she fingered it, shoving
four fingers in her well-fucked pussy, while her
other hand moved up to twist Sherwood’s balls.

“Oh fuck yes,” Sherwood moaned loudly. He knew
he was close, she knew he was close.

“Oh fuck! Oh fucking cum in me, you bastard! Fill my pussy!” she almost screamed. Sherwood didn’t need much more encouragement and he slid backwards from her tits until he was standing between her spread legs. Both of her
hands went to her pussy and she stretched it
wide with two fingers from each hand, her pink depths dripping with her cum already.

Sherwood slammed his cock home and she let her pussy slap shut against his cock. The velvet vice clamped down and a squirt of her cum came out. Her hands rubbed on her clit and her body twitched. Sherwood shot his load deep in her belly, his whole body going numb except his dick, as it
was getting milked by the wild blonde pussy
riding him.

Shot after shot erupted from his cock like a
volcano. Sherwood couldn’t even stand after the fifth shot, his body slumping forward as his neighbor kept twitching her hips and fucking him on the pool table. She felt each of his 8 powerful shots blast into her womb, coating her pink walls with his hot white cum. His cock continued dribbling cum into her for another minute while Sherwood caught his breath and let his racing heart slow down.

“Fucking amazing,” Sherwood managed, standing, but keeping his cock buried to the hilt in her pussy. He felt her muscles work around his cock, but was surprised at how loose she actually was, only the entrance of her pussy able to keep a lock around his wilting dick.

“Goddamn right,” she sighed, trying to catch her breath as well. Her body convulsed and
tightened up as smaller after-shock orgasms
ripped through her.

Sherwood chuckled at the sight and pulled out
slowly. Lydia pushed her hips up and braced her feet on the edge of the table. Her fingers pulled her pussy open wide and Sherwood looked in, seeing a pond of cum contained in her dripping pussy.

“That’s all you,” she said. Sherwood watched in mystery as she squeezed her pussy muscles together and pushed their cum out in a milky river, her pussy contracting down and her fingers letting it close back to its normal size. Their spunk ran down over her puckered arse and
dripped down onto the rail of the pool table,
staining the green fabric white as Lydia kept dripping.

“Thanks for the ride,” Sherwood said, pulling his trousers on his legs.

“Oh fuck, Giles!” Lydia said, a look of panic on
her face.

“Oh, I’m sure he’s just…” Sherwood started, snapping and zipping his fly.

“… Right behind you,” Giles’s voice said flatly.
“If you’re done fucking my sister-in-law, can we
get going? I’m fucking hungry and my ankle hurts like hell,” he continued. Lydia pulled her trousers back on, choosing to carry her shoes. Sherwood noticed the bright red she had turned, the flush extending almost down to her still-exposed nipples. Giles held the door open for her, his face a mask of emotionless anger. She barely looked at him, but as she did, she hurried in her step.

Giles looked at Sherwood and his face softened for a moment and he winked before his face turned to stone again and he followed his freshly fucked in-law out the door. Sherwood started to
laugh as he put his shoes on, it growing from a nervous chuckle to a rolling belly laugh before he took a deep breath and walked out of the club to his car.


“Do it!” Trinity Collins growled into the phone. Her finger flipped the mobile phone closed, then pushed it into her bag. Soon her hand was buried deep inside her pussy, stroking and fucking herself into a
frenzy of lust. She had just finished the phone
conversation with her husband Dixson, and she knew he’d be ready to pleasure her. That or he’d take his punishment. Her head nodded as she passed Totty Reese coming towards her in her own vehicle.

She wondered when she’d get over to Totty’s for her personnel facial, but she wasn’t on the list for this week, just her and her husband.

Trinity pulled into her drive and shut off the
engine. Opening the door the tall black
bombshell stepped out and placed her 5 inch
stilettos onto the pavement; the click of her shoes, could be heard echoing off the trees. It was going on 7:00, and she was late from work.

The door was pulled open, before she even got there. He’d been ordered to come to the door naked, and hard. It was to be opened precisely when she would have opened it herself. She walked in and stood there. Dixson closed the door behind her, and removed her jacket for her. Dixson’s cock was so hard for Trinity, that it wanted to burst all over her expensive suit. She’d ordered him to wank off the last hour, and to be ready when she got home.

He had been sitting on the couch, holding his cock for the last hour, his hand jerking fast, then slow. His balls
wanted to release and flood his wife’s pussy,
mouth, arse, or tits, he didn’t care, it was all for her anyway, he just needed to cum. Dixson’s cock hit his wife’s arse and a large drop of pre-cum soaked her skirt.

“You didn’t,” she sighed in frustration.

Dixson said nothing, his veins flooded with lust.
His eyes glowed thick with desire, as he knew he was going to be forced to not cum for the next hour. Pre-cum on her favorite skirt was really going to piss her off. His wife was a perfectionist, everything was clean, and everything was kept in perfect order. She was obsessed with the need to have nothing out of order. He pulled her skirt from her body, and handed it to her. As she inspected the wet stain, he pulled her thong down, and she stepped free of it as well. He looked at her arse, as he was on his knees pulling the thong away from her heels. “May I kiss your arse, Mistress?” he begged.

She turned back and looked at her husband. His eyes looked so full of love, and heat, that she couldn’t resist his request, the stain bothered her, but right now her own pussy was on fire. “Yes, Slave you may kiss it, lick it to while your there.” Trinity watched as her husband placed his
strong hands on her hips and he lifted his mouth to her firm globes of arse cheeks. She moaned in pleasure as he licked up and down her cheeks. Sliding his tongue over each hard, black part of
her. His fingers moved between the cracks and
he licked the full length of it, before kissing the
skin he had made wet.

Trinity felt his tongue slide against her arse hole and she almost came. She moved quickly from him, and spun around. “Get up and let’s have dinner.”

Dixson followed her into the kitchen, his hard cock leaping to her. He only wanted
to bury himself in her, but he knew it would be
when she said so. He liked living like this. All his life he had been in charge of everything. After his father had dumped his mum, Dixson grew up as the head of the household. He worked two jobs
after school, fed and kept his little brother and sisters, and kept a roof over his family’s head. Once he got funding to go to uni he got a degree in Biology, earned enough money for him, to provide all his family with a comfortable life, then met Trinity.

Trinity and he had hit it off right away. She had
this body that just wouldn’t stop. They had dated for months, before sleeping together, and then months after that she started leaving these
magazines around. He’d flip through them, and
feel his cock getting harder with the images of her taking control of him. He loved it when he finally asked her to start treating him like she owned him. It was his way of letting someone else handle something in his life. They married a couple of years later, and he worked on finding a few cures for a few illnesses. Before long he quit his job, and now sells cars to pass the time. He doesn’t need to work, but he does it to not get bored. Usually he is home, keeping the place running smoothly, while Trinity works.

Dixson assisted Trinity into her chair, served her food, then settled in to eat his. His hand played with his cock, while the other handled his fork. “How was your day?” he asked. Dinner was one of the few times, he removed himself from the submissive state, though he knew to keep his cock hard, that was still an ongoing command. Trinity smiled, and ate her dinner with nothing, but her blouse and bra on. She knew his hand was keeping his 12 inch cock hard and ready for her. She’d be fucking it soon enough, so she went ahead and enjoyed the conversation of the day.

“Well, I wasn’t sure why I had to go in on a Saturday. I mean the dentist office is closed on weekends, but there was an emergency as you know, and fuck it took most of the morning to do that procedure. Then some parent brought a kid
by, and he’d knocked out a couple of permanent teeth. So we worked on him, then I figured I’d get some things done for the doc, while I was there. I want to come home early Monday. I’m hoping to visit old lady Kestler, and take her

Dixson nodded, “She does need to get out of that house. I think it is the creepiest place in the neighborhood.”

Trinity giggled, “Some say its haunted!”

“I’ve heard that rumor,” he finished his food, and cleared his and her plates. Then stood beside her, his mind racing over what she may have planned
for the evening.

Her eyes looked at the black cock that was poking out at her. She touched the wet tip, then licked her finger clean. Trinity enjoyed the control she had on his sex, but she also wondered how this
had happened. She knew it was miscommunication on her part. She had left the magazines out years ago, hoping he’d dominate her, and in the end she had found the whip in her hand and him asking for her to control one aspect of his life. Trinity could tell how desperately Dixson had wanted this, so she had become the Dominate in the relationship, she often wondered how the whip would feel across her back, or the whip handle shoved up her
arse. Not wanting to take his pleasure from him, she continued in this way of life. Only wanting to please him in the end. Trinity chuckled to herself,
thinking it was pretty ironic that the Slave really did have more control over her then he realized.

Pushing her chair back, Trinity stood in front of
Dixson, she actually hated this part. She never knew what to come up with next. Wrapping her fingers around his massive cock, she led him to
the bedroom. Her mind played over the different articles he’d cut out for her to peruse, as well as pictures. His dick was swollen in her palm and
she pulled on it while they moved into the room. Trinity released him, then walked over and grabbed the cock and ball divider. He had all ready held his erection for a long time now, no use not having him hold it back longer.

Dixson eyed the black leather and watched her hands move toward his dick. He almost told her he wanted to end it and cum now, but he didn’t. His dick jerked as she touched his skin, and tightened the snaps tight around his cock, and his sac. He felt like he’d explode with the slightest whisper or suggestion from her mouth, but he held off, and waited for what she had planned next.

Taking his cock by her hand once more, she led him to the bed. “Climb on, Slut.”

He did as she had ordered and was soon spread wide. His hands in the cuffs that hung from each end of the bed, and his legs cuffed down at each post. She took off her blouse and her bra, then reached into the drawer under the bed and pulled out the nipple simulator. Trinity attached the nipple cups to each one of Dixson’s nipples and began to pull his nipples as she sucked
pumped and released the air that surrounded
them. She watched his face contort, and she
knew he was enjoying the sensation of his
nipples being sucked from his chest.

She’d used this on herself before and came often, so she knew he liked it. Her body throbbed with hunger, and she watched his cock swell more, wanting to cum for her. Trinity released his
nipples, then bent down and licked each one,
then bit his skin hard. Dixson jerked up and
pulled on his cuffs. He felt his hips lift in the
air. Trinity smiled up at him, and Dixson returned her grin.

Trinity straddled her husband’s cock and slid her wet pussy all over the shaft. She felt the juices of her body cover the hard cock, then she took her hand and guided him in. His cock was full and thick, her black pussy lips separated to show the pink inside. Pushing down on his rock
filled dick, she felt every inch of her husband’s package drive inside her. “Fuck baby, you’re so big for me tonight.”

Dixson grinned and watched his wife drive up and down on his cock, the cum was boiling now more then ever. He wanted to reach out and twist her
nipples, making her feel a bit of pain. His hips lifted, and tried to impale her deeper, but all he could do was thrust up at her pussy. “Oh Jesus, babe… I think I’m going to pop!”

She smiled down on him, her own body rocking and rubbing his shaft. Her hot, black pussy was sloppy with pussy juice and she wanted it to mix with cum. “Do it, baby! Cum for me!” she screamed out.

His load of semen shot into her pussy and she
covered his cock with her cum. The two liquids flowed hot and heavy. Each one was thick and each one continued to shoot out massive amounts of sticky syrup. She squeezed his shaft, and felt his cock jerk in spasms as it released the rest of the pent up cum from his harnessed
balls. Trinity finished her own jerks and wiggles, before climbing off his softened dick, still an
impressive size when eased of its gift.

Trinity crawled over and offered her nipple to his mouth. Dixson sucked greedily on it, pulling and biting the hard bud. “Ouch!” she exclaimed and almost punched him, but she looked down, and stopped. She noticed something that she wasn’t sure if he had realized. His eyes had grown wide for a moment, and seemed to darken a bit more. Locking that thought in her mind she released
the cuffs, and then the ones at his ankles were
undone as well. The strap on his cock was
unsnapped and tossed to the floor.

Dixson pulled her to him, slipped an arm around her. His cock all ready responding again. He rolled over her and entered her slowly. This was how they completed each act of bondage play, with slow easy loving. Dixson moved and slipped his cock out, and then back in. Each time growing fuller and longer.

Trinity wrapped her legs around him, and held him close. Thoughts of him having her cuffed to the bed and taking her from behind filled her mind.
It wasn’t long before Dixson was biting her
nipples, and her neck, each bite becoming harder, and bringing more pleasure with the pain for Trinity. She promised that she’d have to find some way to turn over the reigns and let him do the work for a while.


Judy looked around her tiny apartment and
sighed heavily.

“Another fucking day wasted,” she said to the
empty room. She’d moved in to the apartment a few months ago and she’d been hating it since. The only good thing she’d discovered is an ample amount of clientele in the neighborhood to sell
her weed to; and more than a few of them were
more than willing to fuck her stupid for her
drugs instead of paying cash. Most of the time,
that was just fine with her.

Judy’s head rolled lazily to the clock on the wall
over her TV and saw that it was already 9PM.
She grabbed the remote next to her on the couch and shut the TV off, tired of the routine of the same old shit. She looked down at herself as she stood up; it hadn’t occurred to her before just then that she hadn’t even changed out of her
pajama’s, her dangerously low riding flannel trousers reminding her that she should of at least showered and shaved her silken pussy hair this morning. She stretched her arms above her head, cracking her knuckles as she felt the thin fabric of her excessively short T-shirt scratching over the tops of her nipples, threatening to have the bottom hem catch on her suddenly erect nipples.

Judy wandered across the room to her little
kitchenette area and opened the fridge door,
letting the cool air rake across her body and
sending a chill through her skin in all the right
places. She still had three pounds of weed in
there, nestled in among her milk and eggs and
the few other groceries she kept. None of the food she had looked good and she shut the
door harder than she should have. With another heavy sigh, she closed her eyes and banged her head against the freezer door.

“I hate this fucking town!” she shouted loud
enough for her neighbors to hear. Her eyes flashed open and she saw the leaflet for the local pizza delivery joint. Three thoughts ran through her head: first, her stomach twitched in hunger, second, her mind twitched over eating
greasy, cheap pizza while stoned, and third, she might be able to fuck the pizza driver. This neighborhood supplied ample buyers for her product, but the problem was that most of them were chicks. She didn’t mind eating pussy while stoned, or even better yet, feeling the pleasure enhancement of the finest weed in her blood
stream and a well trained tongue wracking her pussy, but nothing beat a good, hard, hot cock sliding in and out of her velvet pussy.

Her hand was reaching for the phone and dialing the number before she even realized she was doing it.

“Pizza Park? This is Judy Wanatabe, 60 Cherry Lane, Apartment D. I need a pizza delivered,” she
said after the phone was answered.

“Hello Judy, this is Bryce, what can we get for you?” the man answered. His voice sounded like he was in his mid twenties, it was clear, well spoken, and it sounded like he had utter contempt for his job.

“Bryce,” Judy said, opening a cupboard door and pulling out a small leather purse. “I’ll be honest. I’m not really all that hungry for pizza.” She opened the purse and pulled a joint out of it and a strike-anywhere match. She heard a heavy sigh
in the receiver and she knew she had him. A
smile curved her lips for the first time that day as she put her joint in her mouth.

“Then why did you call?” Bryce responded,
sounding annoyed.

“I need dick. Hard, long, thick, cock, Bryce. I need it fast, and I need it bad,” Judy said. There was silence on the other end of the line; she didn’t even hear breathing.

“Bryce?” Judy asked, inhaling deeply on the joint.

“I’m listening.”

“I’m horny. I’m 18 years old and Japanese. Ever
fucked a clean shaven, open pussy, big titted
oriental girl, Bryce?” Judy said, watching the
smoke curl up from her mouth and nose. Silence
answered her. “Bryce, you there, babe?”

“Yeah, I’m still here. Are you serious?” Bryce
asked quietly.

“Fucking right!” Judy laughed. “Just make me a medium thin crust, deliver it yourself, and don’t plan on being back to work anytime soon,” Judy purred. She slid her free hand down her belly and across her engorged pussy lips, finding them
already slippery with her honey. She pushed her fingers between them, and she heard her wetness splat against them.

“All right, so that was a large sausage on thin
crust, delivered to 60 Cherry Lane, apartment
D,” Bryce said, trying to regain some composure. Judy slid the phone down her body, feeling it rake across her skin. She splashed her fingers harder against her pussy, twitching at the
feeling against her clit. After half-a-dozen or so
meaty splashes, she pulled the phone back to her ear.

“Hear that, Bryce? That’s how wet I am. I’m going to keep finger fucking my sweet little pussy until you get here.”

“Right, so that should be about half an hour,”
Bryce said, his voice cracking.

“Bryce,” Judy said huskily.

“Yes?” Bryce replied, his voice wavering.

“The sooner you get here, the sooner you get to cum in my pussy. My nice, hot, juicy pussy, all ready, all for you,” Judy breathed into the phone. She wasn’t sure if he could still hear her fingers splashing in and out of her pussy, but they were working over time. “Bryce, one more thing,” Judy
said after a moment of silence. Her breath was
ragged and there was no doubt that Bryce heard that.

“Yes?” Bryce repeated, his voice almost a whisper.

“If you’re here in 20 minutes, I’ll even let you fuck my arse. It’s even better than my soaking pussy,” she teased.

“Thank you for calling Pizza Park,” Bryce said and hung up.

Judy laughed as she shut her phone off. She
licked her juices from her glistening fingers and stripped. The rest of her joint slowly
disappeared and she was feeling a hell of a buzz. Her pussy was twitching and she could almost feel it vibrating with the sensations racing through it. Her clit was humming and her depths were itching for a stretching. She absorbed herself in the feeling until a pounding on the door shook her from her slowly building orgasm.

The next 22 minutes were a blur of slowly
building orgasm and pot. She was making a
puddle on the couch, and Judy was fascinated by that; watching her pussy juice slowly splash out of her slit and add to the growing dark spot on the cushion. The pounding on the door seemed
to only match the timing of her fingers
strumming her clit like a guitar string. It took her a few seconds to even realize there was someone at the door.

“I’m open!” Judy shouted, giggling. The door opened quickly, and Judy’s head rolled to take in the pizza boy as he stepped through the door and shut it behind him quickly. Bryce was taller than she thought he’d be; standing just over 6
feet in height, he had a good build and short
brown hair. She didn’t care about the rest of him, so long as he was hung, and judging from the bulge in his pants, she thought he’d do.

Bryce was speechless. He didn’t even try to talk, he just pulled his trousers down and walked around to Judy, sitting on her couch.

“Too bad it took so long,” she said as he knelt, his thick cock standing proudly. “Otherwise you’d have had both,” she breathed huskily. Bryce’s cock head bobbed against her slit, gathering her wetness before pushing against her entrance. Judy folded her elbows over her knees and pulled her legs apart farther, giving the pizza boy full access to push into her.

Judy’s mind erupted when she felt his cock push her pussy open. He was a good share thicker than her normal lot, but not nearly as long. His cock was long enough to get the job done, though, and she felt her pussy light up in time with her mind.

“Mmmmm, you feel nice, pizza boy,” she said as he pulled out, her juices slapping wetly with their bodies.

“So do you,” Bryce said, pulling out slowly until
just the tip of his head was stretching her pink

“Then what are you waiting for? Fuck me, Bryce. Fuck me hard and fast and cum in my pussy!” Judy hissed as Bryce plunged back into her. Bryce didn’t need any further encouragement and his
hips started rocking his cock in and out of her
cum slicked pussy. Judy squeezed around his thick dick and her hips started rocking in time with his, mashing her clit against Bryce’s root on every stroke, taking her orgasm higher and higher.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Judy chanted quickly and quietly, in time with the nice fucking she was getting. Her body started to twitch and her pussy
started to convulse around Bryce’s invading cock. She couldn’t even think clearly between the weed and the sex; all she knew was that she was getting fucked and she really liked it. Bryce didn’t have much for style, but the fact
that his cock was as big around as her wrist made up for that when it pistoned in and out of her constantly drooling pussy.

“Gonna cum!” Bryce half-shouted.

“Oh fuck, me too! Cum inside me, you bastard!
Drown my pussy in cum!” Judy squealed. A few more strokes and she felt his cock expand and her world stopped. She felt everything, she saw everything, she smelled everything. For one brief instant, the world was in perfect clarity. She felt every bead of sweat on her body, felt every drop of cum coating her crotch, and she felt every vein pulse in the rock hard cock inside her aching pussy. Every inch of her felt every inch of him.

Then her world exploded. Her orgasm hit her like an express train; she felt nothing but that cock in her pussy, and she was barely aware of that. It felt like a bomb went off in her body, radiating from her twitching pussy and making it up to her brain faster than the speed of light. She
passed out on the couch, her pussy still spraying Bryce’s captured cock with her honey. Bryce loaded her pussy with his spunk and then pulled out, his crotch dripping like someone hit him with a water balloon.

Judy’s face twisted to a smile and she was barely aware that the door to her apartment shut.


Totty walked inside the house, and saw her
husband Sherwood enjoying a pizza and she walked over to him, and sat on his lap. She
grabbed a slice, and screwed up her noise. “Ew, its cold.”

“Yeah the pizza guy was late. Got it free though,” Sherwood Reese told his wife.

She shrugged, and took a swig of his beer, “Well
that is all the matters then, right.”

Sherwood held his wife on his lap, and his hand
rubbed along her bum. He flipped the TV volume down, and took the beer from his wife,
swallowed deep, then asked about her day.

“Oh, it was all right. I had the regular older lady that comes in, then did a new customer. She was nice, really friendly, and I guess she liked the service, she tipped big.” Totty felt a throb in her pussy, and squeezed the muscles of her pussy
together. She recalled the sexy, red haired pussy, she had gotten to eat that morning, and she felt the familiar slip of juices ease from her body.

“How was golf?” Totty asked as she scooted up
closer on his lap, her finger trailing over the
buttons on his shirt, as she began to work each
one free.

Sherwood thought over the pussies he had enjoyed that morning. First Miss Engelberta and then Giles’s sister-in-law later that afternoon, “Great, I
plowed through a lot of holes this morning.”

“Did you beat him?”

“Nah, but fuck it was a fun day all in all. Just nice to get out and do something new for a change.”

She raised her brow, “New? You go golfing
every Saturday. How was today any different?”

“Well, it just seemed different to me for some reason, probably because I was a bit tipsy from having a drink earlier.” Sherwood knew that was a bad excuse, but he had no clue that his wife, knew about his extra curricular activities at the Country Club.

She slid her hand over his crotch, “So what time are the Devlon’s coming over?” Totty pressed her lips to her husband’s neck.

“Ren Sr. called and he and Elvina will be over in about half an hour.” He shifted in his seat, as she pressed her hand on his cock, “In a hurry for the evening’s activities?”

Totty moved her head back and looked into his smiling eyes. “I thought maybe since my pizza was cold and the beer is cold, you’d give me something hot to warm my belly.”

“I don’t want Renard to have a frigid mouth on his cock this evening, wouldn’t seem right now would it?” he grinned as he opened up the fly of his trousers, and pulled his cock out for her waiting hands.

She slipped down to the floor, pizza and beer
forgotten as she looked at the hard cock before
her. “No, it wouldn’t be right for him to have a
cold mouth on his cock. I do so love to suck your
cock, baby,” she moaned as her mouth
immediately plunged down on to his thick cock. Totty swirled her tongue over his cock, and began to bob up and down on the massive cock. Fucking him hard, her pussy wet from the thoughts of the redheaded pussy she had enjoyed. She sucked her husband’s dick, as she imagined
the little red head underneath her eating the slick juices of her pussy.

Sherwood watched his cock disappear into his
wife’s hot mouth, and he felt her tongue stroke and slide all over his sensitive flesh. He groaned as she grasped his balls, and started to squeeze them gently, then more firmly. He pushed her
head down with his hand, forcing her to take him deeper. “Oh fuck, yes baby girl, suck my cock, make me cum.” He closed his eyes and imagined Engelberta Krest like she had been this morning. Her face buried into his cock, and fucking him with her mouth.

Totty felt her pussy throb, and ache with need and she pushed the free hand she had, into the hot, slick hole. She finger fucked herself, while her head kept taking in her husband’s deep cock. He held the base of the shaft up for her, so she
could concentrate of his balls, and her pussy while sucking his cock deeper down her throat.

“Baby, I want you to swallow your Daddy’s cum, take it all baby girl,” Sherwood
shuddered as his wife’s teeth grazed the sides of his shaft, and the tip of his cock, hit the back of her throat. “Oh yes, baby, fuck me, your Daddy needs to cum, make me happy my little girl.”

Totty heard the words of his fantasy, and she
relished in it. She wanted to fuck him hard and fast, to give him the fantasy he desired. She screwed his cock with deeper thrusts, and drove her fingers deeper into her pussy. Soon she was
cumming all over her hands, and his cum was
shooting up and splashing into her throat. Her mouth worked frantically, swallowing, sucking and milking more cum from his cock.

Sherwood released the hot, spray and felt her
continue to bring more from him. He couldn’t
believe the day he’d had, and he still had the Devlon’s coming over in a few minutes. He drove his wife’s head down deep, and forced her to continue taking his hot cum. Sherwood shuddered
after the final spurt of cum left his cock, and he could smell her own pussy. When she pulled her mouth from his cock, he grabbed her pussy juiced hand, and sucked it clean, before hauling her up and fucking her mouth with his tongue.

“Fuck baby, I can’t believe I came ag…” He
stopped short, and looked at her, “I came and you swallowed it all, shit, I hope I got some left for Elvina.”

Totty licked her husband’s chin, and bit the flesh. She had known what he almost said. Her thoughts took her to the Country Club and she wondered what flavor of the day, he had fucked while he was playing golf. She’d have to head over there tomorrow and do some searching. If her husband was going to fuck pussy, she wanted
to know at least who it was, perhaps she’d work in her own sample sometime.

She slipped up from her knees, and began to clear away the pizza box and the beer bottles that Sherwood had plowed through while he’d been waiting for her to get home. While she was in the kitchen she heard the door-bell chime, and
then heard Sherwood’s voice greet the Devlon’s
with a hearty welcome.

Washing her hands free of grease, she felt the
strong hands of Renard Devlon the Second
around her waist and his lips on her neck. “Hey, babe. Have a good day today?”

Twisting in his arms she curled her hands around his neck, and intertwined them. “Not to bad, how about you? Get any of that little daughter’s pussy yet?”

“Nope, but I’m wanting it real bad. Guess you could help me ease my discomfort.”

She grinned and pressed her boobs to his chest, “Fuck baby, I want to help you real bad.”

Renard grinned and licked the side of her neck, and pushed his hand against the side of her breast. “Elvina and Sherwood grabbed the master bedroom, should we take the living room?” He tweaked her nipple, and twisted the hard tip, while sucking the soft skin of her neck.

“Before you go to the living room can you have a look at my pussy,” she stroked his cock firmly, her pussy still aching from her finger fucking earlier. “I don’t want to wait. I had a couple of cancellations at the shop today, and I
need a proper eating out, can you do that for me, baby?”

Without another word, Renard pulled away her
clothes. Her skirt laid on the floor, her thong
now tore from his ripping hands, and her blouse ripped and lifted from her tits. She worked the clasp free and released the 48DD’s and pushed them together. The nipples touched, and she rubbed them against each other, moaning as she did so.

He carried her to the kitchen table and laid her down on it. Renard stepped back, his hand
splayed over her rounded stomach, a little bigger then she should be for her age and health, but he didn’t mind, he liked her softness. With quick
fingers he dislodged his shoes, and socks then
pulled his trousers, and boxers off. His shirt and coat were soon huddled on the floor, and he was burying his face in her wet pussy.

In the master bedroom, Sherwood had all ready
made quick work of his clothes as had Elvina
Devlon. He had pushed her on the bed and was
busy plowing her pussy, all ready hard when he
had seen her sexy body walk into the house. They had made the introductions, grabbed her hand, and pointed Renard to the kitchen where his wife was. Sherwood wasn’t surprised when he
entered Elvina’s hot, pussy. She too was wet, just as his wife would have been for Renard’s
invasion. He pushed and pumped his cock into the woman’s pussy, feeling her squeeze and clasp around his shaft.

Elvina continued to clasp Sherwood’s cock, and was thrusting her hips up to meet him, her pussy was still wet from catching her son and daughter 69’ing each other earlier that day. She wanted to be under her son’s cock, and sucking her little
girl’s pussy, but she hadn’t gotten the chance to yet. So she had Renard tease her pussy to release as they drove to the date with the Reese’s. Now as Sherwood was plowing her, she was feeling the hot, juices beckoning out once more.

She dug her heels into his back and yelled for
him to fuck her hard and fast. Elvina wanted to cum all over his cock, and she worked faster and harder to do it. She ached deep inside, and hungered for more. Closing her eyes she pictured her daughter Season’s pussy grinding against
her mouth, and she imagined her young son
Renard Devlon the third ramming into her hot pussy, while she ate out her little girl.

“Fuck you’re so tight, Elvina,” Sherwood groaned as he pumped into her sweet pussy. “You swallow me up baby.”Sherwood knew that come tomorrow
morning he was not going to be able to fuck for a couple of days, he was releasing so much cum into the women of Cherry Hill, he’d need to recover before he got a chance to plow his own wife.

“Renard, oh God baby, make Mummy cum for
you,” Elvina shouted out, her mind lost in her fantasies. She ran her hands to her tits, and squeezed them hard.

Sherwood helped her out, and encouraged her little dream of fucking her son. “Oh mum, I’ve wanted to fuck your sweet pussy for so long. Can I fuck you mum all the time, ram my cock deep into your pussy. Mummy, I want it so bad.” He plowed and pumped harder slamming the tip of his cock against her G-spot, and fucking her senseless.

Back in the kitchen, Totty was helping Renard the second with his own incestuous dreams. She had become the sweet Season and her
Daddy was fucking her little pussy. “Oh daddy, my pussy wants you so much. Oh Daddy, fuck me with your cock now, oh yes, Daddy!” she called out, as Renard continued his assault on her pussy with his tongue and not his cock.

“You have to wait Season, babe, I need to drink you, I’m a thristy Daddy,” Renard swirled his tongue over her clit, and ran nibbles along the engorged lips. “I’ll give you my cock soon
Baby, cum for your Dadyd first.” He returned his attention to the soft mound of flesh that was giving off and erotic scent. He pictured his daughter beneath his face, and her pussy sliding all over his tongue and teeth.

Totty ran her fingers into his hair and held his mouth tight against her pussy, feeling the heat of his breath covering her. She felt the liquid slide over her walls, and down to his waiting tongue. Totty bucked and made his mouth ride her pussy with each lift and fall of her hips. Fucking her fast with his tongue, Renard soon inserted two fingers and worked her pussy into a sloppy mess. He growled against her, then bit her swollen clit, and sucked deeper and deeper the swollen pussy.

Sliding his mouth from her pussy, he reached up and squeezed Totty’s nipple hard, making her back arch and rise. He thrust three fingers in deep and then returned to lavishing her pussy. His tongue pressed against the walls of her pussy,
while his fingers stroked the inside of her. Soon Totty was covering his mouth with cum, and pushing his head into her pussy, as she forced him to slide his face all over her. Screwing her pussy, with fingers and teeth Renard inhaled and
drank the steamy liquid that covered his features.

When he had sucked her juices, he pushed his cock into the opened pussy, and began to fuck her with fast hard strokes. His dick would hit the walls of her pussy, and plow against the pelvis bone. Filling her pussy with his cock, hard cock, he grabbed Totty’s hips and drove into her pussy. She gripped him with tight muscles until she’d feel him try to escape, then she release him only to squeeze the tip of his cock. Renard would
move back into her and she’d contract her
muscles again, forcing his cock to work harder, and rub her walls with more friction.

The whole house was full of the sounds of people screaming and groaning out lust filled words. “Fuck!” was screamed from the bedroom, as Sherwood released his cum onto Elvina’s tits, and she
screamed, “All of it, Fuck yes, cover me in your cum!”

Totty was being fucked hard and long with
Renard’s dick, and then he was shooting her full
of his fluid, as he heard his wife’s voice carry to
him. He imagined his daughter, his wife and
Totty, naked and screwing each other while he watched. He shuddered his release and covered her pussy walls with his juice. Totty was once again soaking his dick with her cum, as they rocked and squeaked her kitchen table.

When the couples had begun breathing again,
they all met in the living room. Totty looked down at Elvina’s semen and cum soaked pussy, and dropped to the carpet. She laid down, and Elvina laid on top of her. Elvina began washing the cum of her husband from Totty’s pussy, while Totty worked on cleaning Elvina. Clits were stroked and bitten while Renard stood behind his wife and
rammed his cock into her arse.

Sherwood, knowing all he could do was wank
and no longer cum, watched in pleasure, as the two women ate each other out, and Renard
buried his cock into Elvina’s ass. He heard the slippery sounds of the two women, sucking and drinking their body fluids. He watched Renard’s cum seep from Elvina’s arse and knew he had filled her with his seed. Totty bucked up and down on the carpet, and emptied her own juices against
Elvina’s mouth.

Elvina worked her tongue around the swollen, cum, soaked clit of her friend, and ran her finger deep inside, bringing her cum back where it belonged. She moved her face all over the
slippery pussy, lavishing it and cleaning the nectar from her swollen lips. Exhausted the two women separated and Renard sat back on the
recliner, his cock now limp from emptying into his wife’s arse.

“Fuck that was nice,” he muttered.

“Mmmm…” his wife agreed.

Totty wiped the cum from her face, “Yes, now if we could get your kids over here, that would make my day.”

Sherwood grinned and stroked his empty balls, “A family camping trip maybe?”

The couples looked around and soon they were huddling in a group planning a family weekend getaway.

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