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Not Too Much

Barely a second after the GrabCar started moving, Maeve kicked her heels off and placed both her feet on the seat, before she carefully removed her panties from underneath. As surprised as I was to her behaviour, I was more concerned about her safety, especially in the presence of a stranger (the drive).

Once her bottom was bared, she lunged forward onto her fours and went daringly for my pants, which I of course was reluctant to give in. In the midst of the struggle, the driver could obviously tell what we were up to, and glared deeply through the rear-view mirror at me.

‘Sir, this is a special ride chartered for you two. Lie back and enjoy yourself.’

Though I was puzzled by his statement, my mind knew that it was safe, to stop resisting her advances and let her undo my pants. Within seconds, her mouth was all over my meat-stick, licking, kissing, and savouring every inch, unlike the ways she has always done to me.

I was swiftly, brought to a new high as she spared no foreskin unturned, sliding her lips as far down as my balls once she started bobbing her head up and down over my shaft. The fine-tuned tension, unmessy lubrication by her saliva, momentarily diverted that ‘blowjob’ into an experience, as immersive as how she would feel whenever I was inside her.

Maeve certainly set a new record as I was left limp and breathless in mere minutes, too weak to overpower her submersion in the untouched depth of pleasure. Each time I felt like I had enough, she would drop her mouth all the way down and let her throat quiver, heating my meat with such warmth only her pussy could deliver.

Once I was adequately drained, she helped me to the center of the seat, and plopped her pussy over my deranged cock. For the first time, she was taking her time to ride me. Every inward-stroke, pushed me to such a depth that I wanted it to last for eternity, then followed by an outward-pull, in a tight grip that awakened the monster in me.

The whole process took as long as the driver needed to park the car, in the yard of a private house that I didn’t recognise.

‘We’re here.’

Like a child, Maeve jumped out of my lap and led me into the posh, three-storey building, but not before she stripped herself naked behind the closed door. We made our way to a room on the first floor, where a canopy-bed awaited us. In place of curtains, long, padded leather straps draped over the strong, metal frame, clearly designed for BDSM.

Somehow, Maeve seemed all too familiar with the set up when she fastened two straps around her shoulders, two around her inner thighs, and wore the thickest of them around her waist like a belt. With the help of the ‘driver’, she was hoisted into midair like a paraglider.

‘Baby.. come in front of me.’

Still in a little shock, I stepped up to her face and let her take my cock into her mouth, naively oblivious to her plan for the evening.

We had about five minutes to ourselves before the heavy, wooden door opened again, this time, to a masked, able-bodied young man whom I guessed was Asian (from their skin colour).

(Man asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘Yes.. stop talking, and do what you are supposed to.’

Without hesitation, and probably in much haste, the tanned guy hopped into bed and went straight into her. Maeve quickly took me back into her mouth and let his jerking momentum guide her blowjob, though she was more than capable to just twist her body to avoid too much movement.

So there I stood, firmly on the bed, watching that unknown man fuck my precious little girl, at a speed he could barely catch up with, in such raging vigour like that was all he has been waiting for. From the way he called her name out earlier, I knew that they were acquainted, but I was clueless about her identity until Maeve moaned a familiar, but well-understood name.

‘Da.. Dan.. ‘

Her one-time fling, had now turned ‘two’. Given how excited he was, it was no wonder he came quickly, into the condom he repeatedly squashed as he kept on pounding her. When Maeve took a pause on my dick, I knew she was up to something. Something that sent Dan groaning as he came harder than the first time, before he tumbled out of bed.

After he made his way out, a bigger, fairer, masked man entered. At once, I knew who he was. It was without a doubt her classmate, whom was a bit rude in his correspondence to her.

(I asked) ‘Shaun?’

‘Uh-huh. SHAUN? You know what to do?’

(I commanded) ‘Wait.’

I then ushered him to where I was, her face, and invited him to take off the rubber. Immediately, Maeve knew what to do and pulled herself towards his crotch, taking his cock around her lips without a flinch. As for me, I went behind her and slipped my raw, saliva-slathered cock into her pussy, and banged her at a rhythm that didn’t disrupt her indulgence.

Prying her vaginal walls apart with her rightful dick over and over again, I could tell from her moans that she was enjoying herself, like he was to her examplary display of lust for me. As ‘big’ as he was, she was taking him balls-deep, slowly syncing her tempo to the speed I was thrusting.

It was a pity, that he couldn’t last any longer when I made use of my fingers, to tickle her clit as I slide that thick piece of meat in and out of her. He too, wasn’t shy about grabbing her head to face-fuck her, going all the way till he blew his load into her mouth.

PUI!

That impolite spit was more than we could give to his unrespectful act, which sent him darting out of the room in a joyful-spite. A third man, then made his way in, and none of could guess who he was.

(He asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘That’s me. And you are?’

I went up to Maeve’s face so I wouldn’t miss what she said, if she did. Although we didn’t know him, I was more distracted with what he had. Beneath the condom around his dick, would be a size that Maeve would never expect.

Nonchalently, I waved him to come over and he did what the others did, rubbing the tip of his cock over her pussy before he gently wedged it in, summoning the deepest gasps, and hardest grasps I didn’t know she could.

Seeing the crazy, eye-rolling-white, distraught mood Maeve was in, I couldn’t be more pleased with this arrangement. The burly, white man just kept commenting on her tightness as he fucked her in fast, tensed, shallow strokes. However far he went, she was too much his little (big) head.

Soon, the room was filled with exasperating sighs and groans, mainly caused by the unintentional edging, by his sheer thickness that brought upon her unvoluntary tightness. Still, he managed to cum in the end, and left us the cum-balloon he so neatly tied.

The rest of the night consisted of similarly well-endowed men, plunging her into darkness, then dragging her out into the light with intense orgasms. At some point, Maeve became a lifeless body that the men still sportingly engaged, closely monitored by yours truly.

Despite her exhaustion, I could see how much she liked it, from her blissful smiles, occasional gasps, and frequent kisses on my concerned face.

At the end of the night, we were sent home by the same driver, who was totally cool with me messing around in the backseat. I, for one, would not let her go (home) unappreciated, and lacking my cum. I dutifully took up my place in missionary-style and kept going until I emptied my load in her, thereafter watched that fatigue, semi-conscious lady suck those clingy-thick, whitish cum off the fingers she kept stuffing inside herself.

It was a night to remember, for the X number of us.

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Avenged

‘Oh don’t bother!’

Before Kate could even step out of the five-inch, killer heels she wore for her bachelorette night, she was led to the bed where they held onto her hands, for perhaps another surprise, that she wasn’t too surprised for. After some rushing about to get into ‘position’, AA, pulled a blindfold over her eyes and laid her flat on the bed with BB’s help.

As ‘crazy’ as the evening was, Kate knew the girls well enough, to entrust them with her final night of freedom. Lying in bed with AA and BB, it wasn’t until two minutes later when the door of the hotel room swung open, for a seemingly-endless line of men to stroll through.

(Kate asked in disbelief) ‘WHAT? A strip-show?’

The men appear to be undressing like she had thought but they didn’t just stop at their undies, instead, going all the way until they were completely nude – and stroking their dicks.

By then, Kate’s defensive mechanisms had kicked in, in the form of a struggle that the girls easily overpowered. When the first of the men stepped up to the bed, another two sisters, namely CC and DD, had took up their positions at her legs, and effortlessly held them apart for all to see the thongs she wore beneath.

(Kate screamed) ‘HEY HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! AA! CC!’

The designated ‘first’ guy, crawled up to her (pussy), ripped her panties off, and in the blink of an eye, forced his cock deep into her disagreeing vagina. Without a flinch, he then proceeded to fuck the crying, pleading girl in missionary, for the rest of the men to watch.

Sobbing as her pussy was ravaged by a dick larger than her fiancée, Kate was fighting against the orgasm that was building up so quickly inside her, from all the violent, pleasurable friction caused between her vaginal walls and his vein-lined shaft. Pounding and slamming his hips hard onto her groin, she was helplessly compelled into a climax where he came unfazed into the engaged lady.

Once he was done, he pulled out and left the bed, for another man to take his place inside her. This time, it was a thinner, but longer cock that stretched her innards deeply, spreading out her sensitive walls for more incessant rubs that only muddled her senses further.

(She cried weakly) ‘BB.. DD.. help.. me.. haaa.. haa.. sheee.. ‘

Once again, an orgasm overwhelmed her mind and tightened that exact spot, shutting far enough for the man to exert his final bit of strength before he blew the second load into her.

A third man, stepped forth and took control of her unresponsive legs, holding them mid-air while he tucked his swollen penis into her tight buns.

It wasn’t before long, Kate stopped struggling and let her ‘sisters’, did what they want, letting more men enjoy, taint her chastity, before filling her up with their dirty semen. When the seventh guy parked his meat into her, she was already lying in a puddle of cum, moisturing her ass as her body jerked lifelessly to the fuckers defiling her.

Some time in between all that, she was rolled over onto her chest, to lubricate her front as well while another guy fucked her in doggystyle. The minutes, that felt like hours, covered her in more cum than clean, untouched skin.

(AA asked) ‘Are you the last?’

(Kate mumbled) ‘last?’

(BB replied) ‘Last four!’

For a few seconds, there was no movements, but it sadly didn’t take them too long to get a dick back inside her pussy, two at both hands, and one more at her face. Possibly the bravest of the men, he shoved his anticipating cock into her mouth and wasted no time in face-fucking her, while the others went about the gangbang.

That last part, was truly a free-for-all as the guy banging her came sooner than any of them, followed by a near-instant replacement that came almost as quickly. One by one, up to the second-last guy, poured their cum into her overflowing pussy, and stayed around to hold her down while the cock in her mouth exploded.

At half-past-midnight, the ordeal was over and the sisters made their sickly way out of the sex-stenched room.

(CC on phone) ‘.. Hello? Jake? You know where we are? ..Yeah. Can you come to room 421? ..Yupp. Kate is waiting for you here. ..OK ..Bye!’

With that, the room was cleared except for Kate, and the pool of scum she had no strength to climb out of. That night, no one could imagine what the two went through, as they learnt that none of the so-called ‘sisters’, or ‘brothers’, were really interested to attend their wedding.

Whatever happened to Kate, while unbelievable, wasn’t as bad as the decision she had to make, about having wild, raw sex with her husband, whom has been tested HIV-positive from the one-time, unprotected-sex he had with a carrier while high on drugs.

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Stranger Danger

(She asked) ‘Hey.. long time no see?’

‘Yeah. I’ve been busy with work these days. How about you?’

‘Oh. Same same. Not much free time either.’

Beyond formalities, there were hardly any other words exchanged, as we walked side-by-side on the same path, in the direction of the ‘corner’ where we first met. When we ‘overtook’ each other in an alternating, timely-but-subtle manner, it was, more or less, an unanimous decision for ‘it’.

After strolling for another five minutes, we reached the block of silence and boarded the lift, heading straight for the top-most floor where the only, familiarly-eerie unit stood. I have to admit, that it was that exact moment when we entered the lift, that ‘fantastical’ thoughts had began clouding my head.

Standing politely behind the petite, fun-sized woman, it was too easy for my mind to wander, the beauty under that body-hugging t-shirt, neatly tucked into a black, high-waist, buttoned-down, A-line skirt. In the brief, twenty-seconds of privacy the lift gave us, she had managed to twist that very skirt sideway, and unbuttoned the four lowest caps to instantly turn it into a high-slit skirt.

Once we arrived at the same, nice patch of ground one flight (of steps) down, she graciously took a seat and waved me closer. Upon stepping up to her, she carefully undid my pants and whipped my growing erection out of my underwear, before pulling it up again for a quicker ‘turnaround-time’ in case.

Given how it was only our second encounter, I had not expected her to take the lead, much less initiate a gentle, but invigorating massage on my cock. Curling her fingers into a loose fist, she extended a thumb vertically under my shaft and very caringly, ‘milked’ upward. That simple, two-stroke motion, was all I needed, and not expected, to pump even more blood into my pipeline.

Within a few minutes of working her magic, I had a glowing, swollen little head, that a speck of glistening pre-cum was seeping out of. The rest of my dong was, needless to say, solid, or about as stiff as I could get. Despite all that foreplay, I still didn’t feel an ouce of ‘rushed’, or the least bit ‘impatient’. She did, know her way around my little one.

For a moment, she felt more like a well-trained nurse, than the ‘pleaser’ she suddenly unleashed when her lips went over the reddish, marshaling ‘wand’. Like me, I supposed, she displayed no signs of hurry as she pulled my waist forward (in her direction), maintained her gradually-cheerful gaze on my blissed-out expressions of joy, while sucking me high.

On every ‘outward’ stroke, my manhood could almost imagine, itself being drowned in lust as she tightened those luscious lips at the bottom, dragging up and along the entire shaft, with an abundance of saliva ofr lubricant, until the tip ‘popped’ out. In minutes, I was rock hard, ready to return whatever favour she demanded out of me.

Sticking her arms up at me, I swiftly helped her onto her feet and awaited her next cue – though I admittedly should do a little more before she turned her back at me. In that position, she reached from under her legs and caught hold of my dick, thwarting any further attempts to reciprocate her efforts.

Nevertheless, I went along with her and shifted myself closer, to a distance where she could ‘park’ my cock – at an unbelievably wet opening.

My gasp, didn’t went unheard as she immediately slipped me inside, only stopping as far as she could safely reverse into (my motionless body). To our pleasant surprise, she froze right there and then, for a three-second struggle before placing one of her legs three steps higher to ease the ‘tension’.

(She whispered breathlessly) ‘you’re bigger.. than.. hahhhh!’

The evil me didn’t let her complete her sentence when I fastened my hands on her waist, and jammed the rest of my exposed organ into her, for an immediate relief like ActiFast. With that groan diminishing into an exasperated sigh, it was my turn to repay the favour and I continued thrusting my hips, leaving no inch(es) uncovered as her juices trickled down my balls.

For insurance, I cupped one hand over hers on her mouth, and made sure to ram her extra hard, to ‘test’ the noise suppression. I guess it was a good kind of problem, that those muffled cries of sex only made us hornier as her body jerked erratically to my engorged cock splitting her insides apart, over and over again.

Now, as we know how ‘speed’ can muddle sensations, it wasn’t the case then. Because of my sheer size, every thrust felt difficult, in the sense that I could strongly feel her pelvic bones squash-stopping me as I forced my way in – in reluctant willingness.

A few minutes of fast-humping later, I released my hand on her mouth to get a better hold her hips, for a much harder, deeper, and faster pounding to get the best out of her, as we both rightfully deserved. Soon, besides the unmistakable, futile gasps of pure pleasure, we were producing dirty, skin-on-skin slapping noises, representable only by respectively; her mindless, uncontrollable body tremors, and my all-out, cringing facial expressions.

(She gasped) ‘IMMM.. IMMM.. gonna.. kaaa.. mmmghhhhh.. ‘

That groan lasted for as short as her knees gave way, bringing her into a spread-eagle kind of stance (with one leg forward), me onto my knees, and her vagina buckling my dick painfully down to a standstill.

Being the man I am/ was, I went against all odds and resumed making rapid, shallow thrusts into her convulsing pussy, until I was too worryingly thick.

(I whispered breathlessly) ‘shit.. okok.. I’m going to.. take it out slowly.. ‘

In the blink of an eye, we turned into sheep as I, carefully dislodged my cock from her love hole. The exhausted lady then collapsed onto her butt to catch her forgotten breaths, at the same time grasping onto my cock like a slippery eel.

The initial feeling of a cock-block, or blue-balls, soon went away once she started jerking me, to the same rhythm she was rubbing her clit. Switching between her warm mouth and juice-covered hand, my body slanted in every direction until I regained my ‘mood’.

Just about time it felt ‘too long’, my countdown has started and I gave her the final warning. Without risking a mess, she stuffed me into her mouth and let me face-fucked her, for the few seconds until I let go of the sides of her head (I was holding onto).

Like how all good things must come to an end, she pushed her face away from my cock when I was about peak, leaving my twitching, sad cock for ‘all’ to see. Faced with that sort of a snag, I instantly lost all meanings in life, let alone the pity-massage she was giving to my balls.

(She whispered in concern) ‘do you still feel like cumming?’

‘now? not really.. not anymore.’

‘OK.. good.’

By then, my mood has gone from ‘maximum arousal’, to a possible blue-ball event, that not even a sexy hand-blowjob might alleviate. Not wanting one more person to leave disappointed that night, I went along with her request, to sit on the stair while she straddled my lap.

I had supposed, that no matter how much more ‘thrilling’ things might get, too much time and disappointment, have overwhelmed any more enthusiasm I might have.

In short, I no longer felt like cumming.

The determined woman then took her time to rub me hard again, thereafter plopping me back into her pussy. Since she was in a cowgirl position this time, her insides were naturally more relaxed, enveloping me like a weighted-blanket instead of a bear-hug.

After I was ‘tucked’ in place, she reached backwards for my testicles and caressed with them again, in her cold palm while her other hand fondled her clit. It was then, I understood how seconds could feel like minutes, as lucid images of her vaginal walls, squeezing down on my manhood, sprang to life in my head.

In a way, in that particular, cowgirl-style, public display of affection of ours, it was the most discreet, tranquil, unhappening scene, where the breathtaking magic was actually taking place under her displaced skirt.

The tiniest response, from the rhythm of her breaths, to the shifting of her eyes, to the varying distance between her two lips, could not be any more infectious, piling right onto the sensations my dick was bombarded with.

Her helpless breathlessness, made me a little harder, her hopeful, darting gaze, made me a little longer, and her invisible, shy grasps from down under, made me a little thicker. Still, there were no ‘big’ movements by any of us, which only drove me crazier.

A ‘symphony’, would be an understatement to how I was awakened, at the physical, mental, emotional, and sexual level(s). It didn’t seemed too difficult then, for me to be so ready, for whichever, higher-beings out there to claim me.

(She panted) ‘ready?’

(I whispered) ‘yes.. do what.. you have to.. ‘

With that, she wrapped her wet fingers over the base of my exposing shaft as she repositioned her feet to squat, rising just high enough for most of my cock to exit. On her way down, the hand she placed behind her, groped whichever part of me was within reach, from my shaft, to my testicles, and finally to the perineum, where it was knowingly the most sensitive region then. Being engulfed in a hot, throbbing pussy, certainly didn’t went well with the fingertip massage she was doing in that tiny space (between my anus and balls).

The rest, took less than five seconds, before I blew my entire load, plus overdraft, deep into her vagina that left no drops unturned, as she derived her subsequent climax from mine.

Following that wholesome release, the two of us just sat in the unnerving stillness, faces full of satisfaction from the constant ‘squeezing’ and fidgeting to tease our mutually-vulnerable state of weakness.

When we were done, we were really done without any mess caused, save for the drops of wetness she expelled from our doggystyle romp. It was honestly a little worrying, when we found ourselves limping out of the lift, like we just had a good workout and only felt the effects later.

It could be a pity, that the effects of such a mind-blowing, refreshing, fetish-awakening kind of fun, not too different from the unexpected epiphany of choking, slapping, etc., could only be done once.

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‘Such a slut huh?’, he whispered in a conceited tone into her ear as he slipped one hand over her ass under the short skirt with no resistance, while he continued grinding his bulge over her curvy hips. Unknown to him, all, but one word of that phrase offended her, and she knew exactly how to put him back in his place.

Without hesitation, she grabbed him by the collar, pulled him close, and reminded him, that ‘I’m only allowing you to do that cause my boyfriend says so.’ Immediately after that, she released her grip, swung both arms behind (around) him and firmly held onto his hips, to make sure he could feel how ‘deep’ she could put his hard on between her ass crack.

The shocked, jealous, and beaten-down clubber could only follow her lead, if he wanted more ‘treats’. Sure enough, he was no more than two steps behind her as she left the dance floor, making her way out of the club for someplace else.

Both high on the effects of alcohol, it took them a while to reach the shopping mall a few minutes away, and even more time to find a dark, quiet spot at the second, topmost floor. Just as a man, presumably her boyfriend, showed up around the corner, she quickly turned his attention towards her, by placing his hands under her D-cups as she stripped her thongs off from under her skirt.

‘He allows you to do this too?’, he asked in a doubtful tone, as if she would disobey her man. A simple ‘uh-huh’ awakened the hardest erection he had for the night, that was promptly relieved from the tight confines of his jeans into her caring, gentle hands. Lucky for the wall behind him, he had something to lean against as she massaged his cock, in long, lasting-upward strokes while he expressed pleasure in the varying volume of his groans.

Out of goodwill, she allowed him to touch between her legs, in turn giving her clit some kind of motivation while she weakened him even further. It wasn’t until five minutes (of the torturous handjob) later, did he whisper his deepest desire, ‘am I allowed to fu.. have sex with you?’, with perhaps, the most pitiful look.

Her spiteful and playful vibe went away at once, and he wouldn’t be wrong if he thought he had screwed it up. Clenching her fist a little tighter around his cock, she snapped her teeth at him and hissed, ‘No. But I’m allowed to fuck you. Do you want me to?’

How else do you think he responded?

Still out in the open, she dragged him by the cock into the handicap toilet, shoved him onto the toilet bowl, went down on her knees and gave him an unforgettable, taste of her powress. Almost immediately, he let off a loud grunt as her lips sunk right down his shaft, to the tensed-up balls, before she made her way ‘up’ so ever slowly to push him over the edge.

It was about that time she began her little feast, that her man popped his head into their activity space, to alert her of his presence, and also assure her of their privacy. With less to worry about, she went even faster and harder on his cock, drawing out his strength as he squirmed in the ‘comfort’ of his seat.

Listening to the dirty, erotic noises coming from within, the man outside, couldn’t help but reminisce, about his girl’s soft lips, gently wrapping around his manhood before prescribing pure bliss. There was no denying, that it was the abundance, excess, and thickened-texture of her saliva, that made her blowjob so ‘effective’. Wet, warm, and slippery, the way she made him feel never fail to make him shudder in excitement.

The tired, dishevelled man was almost lifeless when she decided to go for more, by straddling herself over his cock – raw. As soon as his cock slid into her overly-wet vagina, he was mentally disabled, literally. Except for his dick that remained rock-solid, the rest of that gentleman, was swiftly reduced to a moaning, groaning and twitching pile of meat, at the mercy of her relentless, hard bouncing.

Feeling that thick, hard piece of fleshing diving in and out of her erogenous walls, it was difficult for her not to climax, as much as she wanted to save it for her rightful man. Within minutes, she let off an exasperated moan as she shrunk around his hotrod, whose throbbing only extended her joy.

Once she resumed rocking her hips on his lap, it was a matter of seconds, before he started making strange noises. As expected, it was his turn to cum and as the sexually, well-trained woman she was, she alighted the ride with nanoseconds to spare, despite her immutable craving to be filled with his warm, white substance.

Replacing her pussy with hands, she aimed his cock upwards as she jerked him off, using some saliva to hasten the process. Fast enough, the man came, and went (limp) as cum sprayed into the air, and landed onto his inner thighs. As the thoughtful girl she was, she wiped him as clean as she could before leaving, with her man to another corner nearby for more raw, unprotected sex that would deliver his cum to its rightful spot (and depth).

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Blinded for Better

(Raymond whispered) ‘dear.. can I tie you up tonight?’

‘Haha! You know you start doing it and I will probably go with it right?’

‘Aiya.. I ask in case you not in the mood ma.’

With a cheeky grin that his wife could not see, he placed her on her belly and tied her wrists to the bed posts, excitement clearly audible by how quickly he shuffled towards her legs. Instead of spreading her legs out like the previous (and only) time they had bondage sex, Raymond bent her knees under her body this time to recreate a doggystyle position that only involved her lower-body.

(Ella asked) ‘Oh? That’s new!’

For as long as the married couple had known each other, even going as far back as their first date, she was, in a way, inclined to place all her trust in him, since she was born blind. Despite her shortcoming, they worked out well as a couple, tying the knot within a few ‘short’ years.

Their daily lives, especially in sexual terms, became a little wilder, after they moved into their own home. While Ella was contented with the normal, mundane kind of sex, Raymond has been the one trying out ‘new’ things that frequently surprised his lovely wife.

That night, it was just another night of living out one of his fetishes, made easier without the need for a blindfold over the hotwife in his ‘possession’.

(Raymond whispered seductively) ‘remember us talking about the threesome?’

‘uh huh.. please don’t tell me it’s happening tonight?!’

‘Why not?’

‘Umm.. I’m not.. prepared?’

‘Oh? You’re not?’

Without hesitation, he ran a hand down her bare back, over her bum, and between the ass crack where she was moist at just the right amount. As ‘unprepared’ as Ella was, she knew that there was no denying, about how ready she was to be filled up with his cock.

The unexpected change of plans, didn’t really change things as she would still be getting cock, but just not his immediately.

(Ella asked softly) ‘is he here? you will be around right?’

‘Don’t worry. He’s not here yet. And yes dear.. I’ll be holding your hand the whole time.’

(Ella asked) ‘Ok. Does he know what to do? Did you tell him what I like?’

‘Let’s find out. I’ll text him now.. while I’m inside you. Hehe.’

Immediately after finishing his sentence, he scurried to her feet and poked his cock straight into her pussy, that was brimming with juices. A few thrusts, was all he needed to get balls-deep into his wife, who was gasping in pleasure as there were no foreplay to ‘open’ her up.

As he began to slowly slide his cock in and out of her, he read the text that he was sending the participant.

(Raymond reading aloud) ‘Please don’t be alarmed to find me inside my wife, as you make your way, in caps, inside my house now.’

Almost instantly, they heard their front door opened, followed by some footsteps, and she then sensed the slight change in pressure of the master bedroom they were in. More ruffling of clothes were heard, before Ella felt a warm, yet malleable, stick of meat at her hand.

(Ella in trembling voice) ‘Hi.’

(Man replied) ‘Hi.’

Suddenly, her other hand received another rod of a similar texture, shortly followed by another ‘hi’.

(Ella in spiteful tone) ‘Hey dear! I thought only one! HUMPH!’

Despite her ‘reluctance’, she still closed her fists around those two cocks, and jerked them as best as she could while getting pounded by Raymond. A few minutes of the ‘foursome’ later, her sharp senses were confounded by the depressions on the mattress, hinting at a fifth person whom briefly showed up by stepping into the space between her opened arms.

(Ella asked) ‘Three?!’

Before she could hear another else, she had already parted her lips around the cock that had touched her chin, taking it at the same rhythm as she was being fucked in. Somehow, Ella was taking the crowd well, possibly better than Raymond who couldn’t believe how ‘coordinated’ she was.

After pumping his cock raw into her for a while more, he pulled out and let her ‘left hand’ take over, spending a few more seconds to cap himself.

(Man cried) ‘Shit.. she’s sooo.. tight! Ahhh.. ahhh.. ahhh.. ‘

Needless to say, Ella’s initial ‘shyness’ went away as his cock stretched her deep, although not as thick as Raymond. In a few tries, he found the angle that pleased him most, prodding right onto Ella’s G-spot that none of them (the couple) knew where.

Her moans grew dangerously loud in no time and the guy receiving the blowjob was getting harder at her sloppiness. The banging gradually became harder, forcing her mouth lower down the cock that she lost her perception of his size. Saliva, began dripping onto the sheets as the BJ-guy groaned in agony, backing up against the headboard at the same time.

(Man groaned) ‘CUMMING! CA.. MINGGHHHH!’

In an experated voice, he displayed a cringing look as his chest collapsed forward, giving her one last push down BJ-guy’s cock.

(BJ-guy apologetically grunted) ‘OH FUCK! SORRY SORRY! NGHH.. NGHH.. NGHH!’

Raymond couldn’t believe his eyes as thick, stringy cum waterfall-ed out of his wife’s mouth, still trembling as her lips shut and opened to the incoming loads. Once the two guys were done, Raymond jumped at the chance to realign things, by ushering them out of the way.

By then, Ella was in a disheveled state. A messy head of hair, cum-slathered cheeks, and twitching hips. How, could she have ever looked so sexy without the guys’ help?

(Man 3 asked) ‘Umm.. is she still.. good?’

(Ella panting) ‘Wait.. this is.. too.. ‘

(Raymond answered) ‘Yeah. Cap yourself and go for it.’

That said, he moved over to her face and guided her mouth to his cock, that was hard beyond description. Knowing that her dear hubby was right in front of her, she hastily devoured him and proceeded to suck the life out of him, long before another cock was inside her.

Once the third man began humping her, she let go of her discomfort and let her mouth went as deep as the man hammered, reaching down her throat that was gagging slightly. Move saliva began dribbling down Raymond’s cock as she neared climax, mainly caused by the impressive, oversized-dick that stretched her out so thinly to expose all her nerve-endings.

The three-way, mindless sex filled their bodies up with so much endorphins, adrenaline, and lust that the third man was only there to fuel their passion.

After ten or so minutes of intense, non-stop sex, her pussy could no longer take any more, locking-up in an ever-tight state that the third man would finish in.

(Man 3 calmly warned) ‘I’m going to shoot. Five seconds.’

Exactly on the dot, he came for another full minute before pulling the ballooned condom out of her, to which Raymond made his wife touch before thanking him for his ‘input’.

With the room empty save for them, Raymond untied her exhausted body, rolled her over (onto her back) and laid next to her to catch their breaths.

(Ella breathlessly) ‘That.. was unexpectedly.. ‘

‘Good?’

Ella noticed the worried-undertone in his voice and did the only thing she could thing of, straddling her strangely, overly-wet pussy over his dying erection. It only took her a few bounce to get him up again, to the former hardness. Since she had ample amount of strength at her hips, she wasted none of it and rode him to the heavens, slamming her flooded pussy hard and fast until he squealed.

It would be another five minutes of her merciless, violent, cowgirl ride, to drain his sanity before he caved in, geyser-ing his load of hot, sticky cum right into the depth of her vagina.

Once the married couple had expended all of their strength, lust, and passion for each other, they promptly fell asleep whilst he was still inside.

As for the morning-sex, it couldn’t get any easier when his morning-wood woke her up before he knew it. It was only because of her situation, that he, or in this case, they, could get their urgent leave(s) approved. For the rest of the day, they invited the third guy back, for some assistance to keep Ella’s legs jelly and her pussy sore.

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