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Hijacked Father

(Kayla asked) ‘Are you ready dad? For your birthday present?’

‘Uh huh.. please don’t put my hands on anything icky k?’

‘TSK! It won’t be icky! Slowly bring your arms up in front of you, and hold it there until you feel something. Hehe.’

From her footsteps, I could tell that she has ‘escaped’ while I have to execute her command, raising my arms until they were straightened at eye level. While my mind was somewhat bored of how she might surprise me, I had never expected to feel skin, on my palm.

A pair of hands then took my hands in them, turning my palms inward before they landed on what I suspected, were hips.

‘Woah woah woah. Do I know you?’

(A female voice) ‘Yes uncle.’

She then took a few steps towards me, until I could smell a feminine fragrance in front of my nose. My hands were led slowly higher, across her waist, over her ribs, and stopped right on a pair of small breasts.

A similarly small pair of hands then went onto my stubble-laden face, tilting my head upwards for a kiss on the softest pair of lips I had ever felt.

(She whispered) ‘Uncle.. don’t be scared k? My friend is going behind you.’

Before I knew it, another set of hands went around my chest and undid my shirt, peeling layers and layers off until I was in my boxers. The two of them, from different angles, proceeded to slide their hands down my pants, going straight for my manhood without any care for any other parts.

Surrounded by two gasping ladies, I could only stand still as they ransacked me, at the same time taking turns to ‘experiment’ with what they understood as a ‘handjob’.

(Girl 2 voice) ‘Mmmm.. it’s so hard now.. ‘

Suddenly, my boxers were yanked down to my feet and one more pair of hands came forward, caressing my balls while the other two girls jerked me off.

In no time, I was made to lie down on the bed, fully naked, while three whispering voices made inaudible remarks about my cock. Subsequently, their hands gave way to one of their mouths, which I could obviously recognise from the tongue and how wet and warm I was inside.

While it began as a lick-and-taste, another mouth took things to the next stage by going down on me, stirring sighs and moans from my confused mind. Before I knew who was doing what, there were three tongues running all over me, with one mouth sucking me senseless at all time.

Once I was barely conscious and consenting, they took things up a notch with a pussy, one so hairless and small, that she was squirming more than I was suffering. It felt as though someone was putting a condom on for me, with her pussy. That tight, and almost impossible.

In time, she managed to fit all of me inside, but there was no way she could move from the overwhelming ache. So I put my hands under her bum, and bounced her up and down like a pocket pussy, whining in both pleasure and pain with each jab.

After five or so minutes, she was finally wet enough to move on her own, and I could tell that she got help with she slammed her pussy too hard onto my cock too many times. It knocked the wind out of her, but she would always come right back for more.

Just like the blowjob, the girls took their turns with me, exposing me to three distinctively different pussies I couldn’t find a favourite amongst. I was soon allowed to participate actively, as long as I keep the blindfolds on. The girls ended up in either missionary or doggystyle, while I challenged myself to knock them out for the others to panic.

Knowing full well how ‘young’ Kayla’s friends might be, I chose to finish off outside of their bodies, pulling off a cum-on-face for the girls to then do their taste-test.

By the end of the hour, the girls ready to settle down, tucking me in bed before they jumped into the shower together. After a long, long time in there, they came to join me in bed, all three of them – including my own daughter, Kayla.

Let’s just say that both her friends got more dick that night, but not Kayla, ever again.

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Keeping Scores

(Maeve whimpering) ‘gosh.. you’re so hard.. ‘

(As I moaned) ‘How.. how can I not be.. after you.. after.. ahhh ahhh ahhh.. ‘

There was no way I was able to finish my sentence the moment she sped up, shoving her face harder into my groin and driving me as far down her throat as I could take. It has been so long since I saw this side of her, and it didn’t take me long to recall how formidable she could be.

(I moaned harder) ‘Fuuuaaaa.. I’m cumming love! Cu.. minggggg.. ‘

In a split second, my cum was shooting out like fireworks, though only she would know how it really went into her mouth. Once she had vacuumed me dry, that cheeky grin on her face was a sure reminder, of how satisfied she was with my ‘performance’.

(Maeve exclaimed) ‘Ok! Ready to go?’

Lagging behind her from my recent orgasm, we made our way to Downtown East where a chalet has been booked, for a small gathering among her closest, once-clubbing friends. Since we were the ones who booked the room, there was no one there when we arrived, giving Maeve ample time to pull my shorts down again, and let me have control this time.

I stood at the bottom of the stairs while she sat a few steps higher, neck bent at an angle I could thurst to my heart’s content. With complete privacy (locked doors), I loosely held her head as I stuck my dick down her throat over and over again, until she wrapped her fingers around to ‘end’ my fun.

In mere seconds (of using her hands), I was blowing my second load of the day, sprouting straight into her continuously swallowing throat. By the time I was done, she had nothing else in her mouth too, except for perhaps my lips.

(Maeve whispered) ‘Wow. That pill really worked huh?’

‘Not all the time though.’

A few hours into the beers, vodka and wine, each of the couples (including us) took turns in the bedroom, main excuse being ‘nap’ while no one second-guessed what really went on behind the closed doors. After all, a couple of the ladies were simply too loud to miss.

When it was Maeve and my turn, we went straight for the main course, bending her over the bed while I sent my dick right into her pussy. Thinking it was fun to let her be ‘heard’, I rammed her as hard as I could, making her wail and groan beyond her own control. Somehow, I suspected she knew of my intentions too as she got unbelievably tighter, to the point I had to take a few breaks.

Halfway through our violent banging, similar noises came from the bedroom across, and downstairs, signalling the start of the ‘race’. Slamming our hips together until I came, we had plenty of time for more but both of us wanted to see what was going on everywhere else, and that same thought ran across everyone’s minds too.

(Random guy shouted) ‘So.. the sofa?’

One by one, the guys, followed by their girls behind them, moved towards the sofa and each couple generally took up a doggy stance, for the guys to fuck from behind.

For disclaimer, there was no swapping of any kind, but the way the girls moaned and supported each other, while ‘boosting’ their men’s ego by exclaiming how big their (respective) dicks were, that was some unexpected teamwork there.

In time, all of us finished and we mostly stayed in the nude, minus the girls who received a creampie. They had to wear panties to keep from dripping. We, the guys, had beers and cheers, and the girls, they had a corner to discuss what just happened, and for some reason, also some scores to tabulate too.

It is good to feel comfortable in one’s skin every once in a while.

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Unseen Bliss

While I was most definitely shocked, it was more unbelievable to see the pussies of two very good friends, laid out next to each other, in doggystyle with their bums facing me. Although they were in blindfolds, I could still sense their ‘excitement’ from how tightly they interlocked their fingers.

‘Maeve? Mabel? Do you know who is in the room?’

(Maeve answered) ‘Yes? You and Nick.’

(I replied) ‘Ok. So you girls know what is happening.’

(Almost in sync) ‘Uh-huh.. ‘

I took one final glance at Nick and went into the toilet to undress myself, though I wasn’t too surprised when I heard Mabel moaning before I was ready.

Before I knew it, I was balls-deep in Maeve, thrusting as how I normally would though she was significantly more responsive than usual. While I have heard some intimate details of Mabel’s (past) sex life, it was only then did we, Maeve and I, knew of how ‘quiet’ she could be.

A tap on my shoulder triggered a pause, that I could somehow guess was coming. It was time for us to ‘switch’, that being the actual highlight of why the girls were arranged in those positions.

I pulled out of Maeve and sidestepped to Mabel, who was visibly more anxious about the subsequent activity. Letting Maeve ‘go’ first, it took Mabel a few more minutes before her fists loosened up, just the sign I need to slide it, very slowly into her.

Although she started out a bit dry, she got increasingly wet to the point Nick could see, and hear the difference (when he was inside her). Being a little louder, when I was inside, meant more to Nick than Mabel, as he was unhesitant to take his newfound jealousy out on Maeve.

Pounding Maeve harder than I clearly would do to Mabel, I could tell that she was wanting more, from her subtle backward-thrusting motion I had to divert with ‘more’ forceful jabs. In no time, the four of us were fucking our brains out, in an emotional-sludge of covetous, selfish jealousy, and even some misplaced grudge if I may.

Soon, Maeve asked to switch positions and it was no surprised when she wanted to be on top. So off she went, riding and bouncing on Nick’s dick as I continued pumping Mabel hoarse. It wasn’t long before I asked if she wanted to change positions too, and she left it up to me, for whichever stance I wanted her to take up.

(I whispered into Mabel’s ear) ‘missionary.’

And by that, I put her right next to Nick while I went between her legs, giving ‘me’ straight to her beside my howling lover. Of course, I had to hold Maeve’s hand, right after I put Mabel’s hand on Nick’s.

Now, Maeve and I were officially dominating the two lovebirds, almost at the same pace as we were overwhelmed by how they were pleasing us too.

(Maeve moaning breathlessly) ‘Will you.. come.. with me?’

(I in my equally breathless state) ‘Ye.. yes.. soon.. soon.. ‘

We simultaneously picked up our pace and sent the both of them wailing, while we were half-wincing on our asses.

About five minutes later, a synchronised sigh purged all of our urges at once, two leaking over, and the other two squirting into. We took a while to get off each others’ backs, though the girls were nowhere near done with us.

We, the guys, were first ushered into the toilets to wash up, then handed the very blindfolds to put on before we stepped back into the room. In a fresh state of blindness and defeaning silence, I was brought back to the bed where a pair of lips began serenading my cock, executing some moves I couldn’t recognise.

The manly-groans coming from afar prompted me to ‘let myself go’ too, making similarly-weak noises as I was brought back and forth from near-death. While my sense of sight was explicitly out of bound, my hands weren’t, and they had no problems telling the girls apart.

What truly got under my skin was, how Maeve could be that vengeful and wet at the same time, compared to Mabel’s unheard gentleness when she rode me so elegantly and skilfully. The ironic thing is that we, the guys, would never know how our partners behaved with the other guy, especially not when the girls ‘sent’ us on our separate ways home.

I could only imagine how unaffected they were with their wrinkled skin from soaking too long in the bathtub, since there would be an abundance of things to chat and giggle about.

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Life Sentence

(Jovian asked) ‘How? Did it go well?’

(Nina answered softly) ‘yes. he gave me extra.’

After handing him the four pieces of fifty-dollar notes, she slipped her hand under his arm and followed him out of the hotel, still deeply mesmerised by his charming looks. Without any more ‘clients’ for the day, he brought her back to his place, and went straight to his room, where she instinctively stripped her top off.

‘In skirts’, she recalled him mentioning once, about his preference for her attire, and that short, pleated skirt was no better way to please her man.

After undressing himself down to the boxers, he stood before her on the bed and it didn’t take her more than five seconds to lay down on her back, head, and mouth, in the direction of his semi-hard cock.

With a slight bend of his knees, the tip of his cock found its way into her mouth, where she began sucking on it lovingly. Once he had enough of her ‘service’, he took over control of her mouth, thrusting far enough to suffocate her, but didn’t hold long enough for her to gag.

It was only a matter of time before he began his humiliation, which she knew she had brought it upon herself, no matter how long ago it took place. Through the half-gag and tearful eyes, he recounted that day she confessed to him about her affair, that wasn’t even an emotional one (for her).

(In his berating tone) ‘You like to go behind my back right? Fucking some guy who you don’t even know? Letting him get into your pants because he was nice to you? You just fucking spread your legs for him and let him stick his fingers inside, then when he ask to fuck you? You did say a single thing?!’

As soon as he was done, he yanked her out of his bed and made her kneeled between his legs, to continue face-fucking her in a different position. Taking his cock as deep as she could, the tears and pain was nothing to her as long as she could stay with him, even if it meant she had to fulfill his selfish fantasy of pimping her out.

He used that small input of wealth to buy her clothes, that even he knew was too provocative to step out of the house in. Although he had never asked her to wear it out, changing into any of them in public toilets/ changing rooms were no less shameful.

Crop-tops, mini-skirts, see-through cardigans, stockings, seductive red-lipsticks, thongs, tantalising lingerie, she always showed up in some combinations of his collection.

When his emotions finally got to him, that was the moment she would truly feel his rage, mostly though the forceful jerks in her face. In time, he got bored with that and switched her to doggystyle, sticking himself into her without a care if she was wet, which she never was not.

As long as she was with him, she would always be ready for him. If she physically wasn’t, then the bottle of baby oil she carried in her bag would help. In great fury and self-lament, he continued banging her as hard as he could, occasionally giving her clit some attention to keep her high.

(Nina moaning) ‘I’M GONNA COME DEAR.. COME.. WITH ME.. ‘

A minute later, she went into a mini-convulsion as she grasped the sheets tightly, doing her best not to interrupt the man still shoving his cock into her delight.

(Nina asked) ‘Are you cumming soon love? Can I rub myself? Please.’

‘Of course you can. You are not suppose to let cheating stop you.. ‘

By then, her mind was muddled in pleasure with that finger violently vibrating on her pearl of joy. Within another few minutes, she was about to climax again but she slowed down, just enough for her pussy to ‘sense’ if he was ejaculating too.

‘Why don’t you cum first? I might take a while.’

Immediately, her body trembled again in increasing strength, portraying an orgasm no less weak than her first.

‘You know what? I’m not going to cum inside you. You don’t seem to deserve it today.’

He abruptly pulled his cock out and left her pussy gapping for him, though he had already made up his mind.

(She pleaded) ‘No! Please.. let me finish you off. Anywhere you like.. ‘

She then swiftly jumped between his legs (they were still on bed) and slipped her lips down his shaft, in a much tighter, and rewarding manner, especially so when it came from a repenting woman.

Sinking her face repeatedly into his groin no matter if she was choking, it was punishing for her, but not for Jovian who could easily imagine what this was what she did, to any of those guys.

Nonetheless, he had no more fight in him anymore and gave her whatever she could suck out of him. When he opened his eyes to take a close look at her, he was part glad to know that he has a woman willing to do anything and everything, but also part sad that he did not know if he would ever forgive him.

Not too long later, he managed to communicate his dilemma across, and she has since kept him too dry to think about her mistake. Like they said, men make different decisions based on how full their balls are.

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Nightly Duty

(Maeve murmured) ‘Hey love.. You’re finally home. Come here..’

Fully aware of my obligation to her, I took my boxers off again and crawled up to her. Turning her body sideway towards me, I leaned my groin closer to her face until she felt my cock against her lips, where she then opened up for me.

Getting into some sort of a push up position, I slid my cock in and out of her mouth until a grin appeared on her face, signalling my readiness for more.

I then returned her to the upright sleeping position, went between her legs, and held them as wide as I would like to see her in. After that, it was all about executing my second nature, to tuck my thick cock into her waiting pussy.

Since she was in a semi-asleep mood, I kept my back straight as I jerked my hips back and forth, thrusting her favourite part of me deeply into her. That little dryness, coupled with the non-slip nature of saliva, created an abrasive but non-painful sensation. It stacked right on top of the usual pleasure that we common share, and in its mysterious ways, amplified the stimulation we seldom come across.

Slamming our hips together under that kind of influence quickly pushed us over the edge, with her achieving climax sooner than she expected. As for me, it kept me edging till I was certain she had her orgasm, before I upped my game by overpowering her with wild, rapid thrusts that slurred her moans.

In time, I came and spilled my load into her favourite space – that is inside of her. As many ways as we would find to reach that same objective (of climaxing), it exhausted us to an irrecoverable state everytime, that only a good night of sleep can help bring back.

Goodnight love. I’ll always cum inside you whenever possible, or your mouth if you prefer. Though we should do the latter more often, because I really miss your lips and tongue doing their thing.