Chapter 28: With Friends 003 / Couple and the Girl Next Door 001

As you feel my body clamp down around you, my abused throat trying to make muffled screams around the throbbing cock pushed up against it, you finally let my head rise enough for me to take a breath. I don’t know if I want to use my freedom to scream and moan through my orgasm, or take in the air my body is desperate for.

For the friend sat on the couch with his cock in my hand he would have had the most impressive view. Mascara tear tracks down my cheeks, my lips pink and swollen, my chin covered in my own mess, and lastly strings of your friends cum hanging like bridges between my lips and the tip of his cock. I lower my mouth, keeping my eyes on the second guy as I lick and suck the cum from your friends still twitching cock. I hungrily swallow it all.

The next guy on the sofa growls, biting his lip as I continue to pump him, my thumb swiping over the precum gathering on the tip of his cock.

“I want the slut’s mouth next,” he demands.

You rip your hand from between my legs and I whimper at the loss.

“Up.” You practically push me from your lap to the floor.

I manage to stand, somewhat dazed, juices running down my thighs, cum dripping from my chin to land on my breasts. You grab me by the arm and have me kneel on the coffee table, so that my mouth rests at exactly groin height for your friend that has come to stand in front of me, his cock directly in front of my mouth. Next you stand behind me, finally releasing your impressive length from your jeans. Taking hold of my hips you fully sheath yourself inside me, driving me forwards into your friend’s lap. I hear your first moan of pleasure at how I feel around you, and it spurs me to action. Rocking my hips back against you and sealing my already wet lips around the cock in front of me. Everyone was wearing dark blue jeans that I don’t even know who’s cock it is I have in my mouth, but I don’t care. My job, my only worth, is to let you use me to make you cum.

Your fingers dig into my hips enough that I know I will have bruises in the morning, but I don’t care. I love it when you mark me as yours.

You look down, watching as your hardness slams into me pussy again and again. Coming out more glistening with our juices each time. Using just one hand to hold my weight, I reach the other one down between my lips, seeking my clit. I know it will take only a small amount to have me cum again, to clamp down around you.

Before my fingers can find their prize however, I feel an iron grip around my wrist.

“No you stupid cunt. You do not get to cum before us.” There is a venom in that voice that has me flood with fear. Should I apologise for my discretion? But that would mean I had to still my month’s actions and I know that would definitely lead to punishments. I decide that compliance is my best bet, and let my arm be guided to where it should be, your last friend’s cock. Standing proud away from his body my fingers wrap around it easily and begin to work. Pulling, jerking, twisting, spreading the precum from the tip along his length, letting the palm of my hand massage against his balls with each stroke.

Its not long before his hand is in my hair, wrenching me away from one cock and directly towards his own. I twist my body painfully, not wanting to lose even one sensation of you driving deep inside me. My other hand replaces my mouth, and pumps the soaking wet dick. Its not long until I can feel it twitch and throb as climax draws near. He steps away from my hand, using his own instead, and shoots cum across my face and hair, covering me in the evidence of his orgasm.

The friend that had had the attention of my mouth first has spent this time watching. Watching my hands, mouth and pussy service his friends, and stroked himself back to hardness. In seeing fresh cum mix with his own on my chin he shoots another load across my face, hair and shoulder.

As you watch me become more and more covered in the cum of your friends your hips piston even faster, taking handfuls of my bright red ass, adding fresh hand prints to it, so that the blush matches the burning red of embarrassment on my cheeks. I strain my eyes round to see you, see the carnal curl of your lip, the dangerous look in your eyes as you watch your slut work.

“Open.” I hear an order and let my mouth fall open just in time for your friend to shoot stream after stream of cum into my mouth, across my lips and down my chin. The whole time my eyes have been glued to yours. Praying I have done a good enough job for you.

It would appear I have because as I lick the drops of cum from my lips you reach around, and after one tear and scream inducing slap to my clit, you press your fingers against it and rub. Hard and fast, no romance or passion. Purely a scientific endeavour to have me cum.

“Cum for me now,” you growl. “Show them how a slut cums with my cock buried inside you.”

Your words and the touch on my clit has me screaming as my body clamps down around you, wave after wave of orgasm shooting through me. Inside me I feel you twitch and throb to orgasm too. Feel you shoot your load inside me, coating my pulsating walls with your hot cum. My back arches as I push back against you, trying to milk every last drop from you.

The End.

**TITLE: Couple and the Girl Next Door 001**

Ian walked into the kitchen, where his wife Kelly was preparing lunch. He embraced her from behind and kissed the side of her face. “Hiya sweetie,” he said.

She turned in his arms and kissed him open-mouthed, thrusting her tongue against his.

“Well that was a bit unexpected,” he said, once they’d eventually stopped seemingly trying to eat each other.

“Sorry. Well, not sorry, but you know what I mean.”

Ian noticed her flushed face and, glancing down, could clearly see her nipples straining against her tight white t-shirt. She seemed massively turned on for some reason.

“You okay?” he asked.

“I’m so fucking horny you wouldn’t believe,” she said. “I was talking to Charlie earlier.” Charlie was the eighteen year old daughter of the couple next door. “I could swear she was coming onto me. She was telling me about her boyfriend, then started talking about previous boyfriends. And girlfriends.”

Ian’s eyebrows rose. “Really?”

“Yeah, she then told me that all her previous girlfriends and boyfriends had been her own age, or thereabouts, and that what she really wanted to do was try it with an older woman. Or an older man. Or both. I gotta tell you, I started to get a bit moist and my nips just pinged out. You know I can’t control the fucking things.” She peered down at her chest where the fabric was very obviously dented.

“Did she notice?” Ian asked.

“Well, going by the way she stared at them, yes she did. Couldn’t take her eyes off them.”

“Wow,” Ian said.