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I heard faint noises downstairs, and I decided to
investigate. I pulled on a pair of cut-off jeans and grabbed the old pump
shotgun that had served me so well in Viet-Nam from under my bed and crept
downstairs to check. My Ranger training came into play, and I moved
soundlessly, down the stairs and into the living room. A pair of vague
shadowy figures figures were searching through the cabinet that housed my
collection of antique silver. I announced my presence in a sudden and
intimidating manner. I merely pumped the action of the shotgun, then moved
to the right immediately, so if anyone shot, they would shoot where I had
been, not where I was now. That sound was a language that everyone
understood, including the two figures before me. They froze, and were
still motionless.
"Mr. Young?", one of the figures quavered. "Please don't shoot!"
I recognized the voice as belonging to Sonya, the 18 year old daughter of
my nearest neighbor. I didn't know who the other person was or who else
may be in the house, so I kept the shotgun pointed in their direction and
hit the light switch with my free hand. Immediately a car cranked up in my
driveway, and tires squealing, raced out to the road and away. I looked at
my midnight visitors. I recognized Sonya and Karen, who was a close friend
of Sonya's and a frequent overnight visitor of hers. They were holding
between them a laundry bag containing most of my silver collection. I
lowered the muzzle of the cut down shotgun.
"You sure know how to get yourselves killed," I stated. "Mind telling me
who was in the car? You don't want to take the rap all by yourselves."
"Please don't shoot! That was Mike, it was all his idea! He made us do it!
He said he would put us out and make us walk home if we didn't do it! Are
you going to call the sheriff?"
Now I could understand why the girls tried to burglarize my home. It was a
fifteen mile walk home in pitch darkness on a moonless night for the two
frightened girls. It was just what a worthless shit like Mike would pull.
Knowing what I did about Sonya's boyfriend, I knew what he probably needed
the money for. He was nineteen, and the only job he had ever had was
selling drugs, and I don't mean at the pharmacy. He was a charmer though.
Girls fell for his good looks and his charm, and would do anything for
him, and he of course chose the best looking one of the bunch, Sonya. She
never realized what a slimeball he really was. The problem was that Sonya
didn't have a father to threaten to put a bullet in Mike's behind, and her
mother was just as deceived as she was.
"You broke into my house and attempted to steal my belongings. Why
shouldn't I?", I said with false sternness. I wouldn't really turn them
in, now that I knew the situation. I would give the girls a good scare,
then a ride home. Maybe then Sonya would see through Mike's veneer.
"Because we'll do anything you want," Karen offered, speaking for the
first time. "Anything at all!"
Karen stepped over and ran her hand up my leg, pausing to tweak the head
of my dick which was hanging out of the leg of my cutoffs. I hadn't
bothered to pull on any underwear. Karen was almost as good looking as
Sonya. Both girls had fabulous bodies, large firm tits, and smooth
well-rounded asses. Karen had a cute face, whereas Sonya was absolutely
beautiful.
"Yes, anything you want to do!", Sonya agreed.
The girls weren't wanton sluts, but scared out of their wits and taking
the only way out that they could think of. Of course they weren't virgins.
It hadn't occurred to me to take advantage of the girls like this, and I
would have declined Karen's offer if she hadn't fooled with my dick like
that. You see, I was developing an outrageous erection, and with my dick
hanging down the leg of some fairly tight shorts, the situation was
rapidly becoming painful and serious. I had to get those pants off fast!
Also, I hadn't been laid in quite a while. I decided to lay my cards on
the line.
"You kids know me. I never had any intention of calling the sheriff. I was
going to give you a scare to teach you a lesson, then drive you home. Does
that mean the offer is withdrawn?"
The girls looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief, big
smiles on their faces. Sonya winked at Karen. "Nope," Karen said, smiling,
"It still stands. Lets go upstairs."
I escorted the girls to my bedroom, pressed the magazine block on the
shotgun, pumped out the shell that was still in the chamber, then put it
back in the magazine. I tossed it onto the dresser with a loud thump. I
turned around and both girls were stark naked. Sonya came over, dropped to
her knees, and planted a wet kiss on the head of my painfully throbbing
dick. My erection became harder still. I had to get out of those cutoffs!
Karen solved that problem. She unzipped and unbuttoned them and gently
worked them down around my rock-hard dick, allowing it to spring up to
freedom.
"Lets get on the bed first," I suggested, "Then we have fun."
"Lay down on your back.", Sonya insisted. "Have we got something for you!"
I complied, and Sonya leaned over and put my dick in her hot mouth. Her
tongue swirled over the head, ran up and down the shaft, and started over
again. I looked over at Karen and she was watching avidly. Not having
anything better to do with my hands, I reached between her legs and
caressed her cunt. Karen gasped with surprise, then spread her legs. Her
cunt was already hot and wet, so I slid my middle finger in all the way,
then started finger fucking her and massaging her clit with my thumb. Her
clit hardened and grew. Karen had her eyes closed and was erotically
tweaking her erect nipples. She was slowly lowering her body, deepening
the penetration of my finger, and rocking her hips back and forth,
intensifying the stroking of her clit. Karen's hot pussy juices ran down
my hand while Sonya's mouth was still working on my throbbing dick.
I began to draw my hand from Karen's sopping wet cunt, but she grabbed it
and held it tightly to her crotch. I pulled my hand now, and she came with
it. I grabbed her thigh and swung her leg over me, so she was now sitting
on my chest. I pulled my finger from her hungry cunt, grabbed her ass, and
pulled her snatch right up to my face. As soon as I flicked her clit with
the tip of my tongue, she went wild, humping my face, filling my nostrils
with the sweet aroma of her cunt juices. I thought I would give her all
the licking she could handle. I rammed my tongue into her fuckhole with
all my might, then gently nibbled on her clit. Apparently she had a low
threshold, as this was all she could stand.
"Oh God, I'm coming!", she screamed, ground her cunt into my face one more
time, quivered, then collapsed sideways onto the bed. One down, one to go.
I looked at Sonya, still sucking my dick for all she was worth. I was
nearing the end of my endurance, and I still hadn't had my dick in any hot
cunt yet. I grabbed Sonya's shoulders and pulled her mouth from my dick. I
turned her around and held her up, her blonde pubic triangle just inches
over my waiting tool.
"Give it to her! Now!", Karen whispered. Sonya's cunt didn't look wet or
ready to take anything in it yet, but my dick was ready to take some
pussy. Karen reached over and spread the lips to Sonya's still dry pussy,
and began tweaking her clit. Sonya gasped her surprise at her most private
place being touched by another chick. Within seconds though, her clit and
inner pussy lips began to swell, and her juices started flowing. I slowly
lowered Sonya to my rod, admiring her glistening pinkness. Karen guided my
throbbing rod into Sonya's wet love hole.
"Please, be careful! Ah-h-h-h! Go slow, I'm so tight!" I lowered Sonya
very carefully, for her hot fuckhole was indeed the tightest pussy I had
ever felt. With that in mind, I fought the urge to slam her down on my
eager dick. As soon as she was down, I grabbed her ass and began sliding
her back and forth. Sonya bit her lip as a tear trickled down from one
eye.
"Stop, Mr. Young! Its hurting her!", Karen commanded. Then to Sonya, "You
haven't done it much, have you?"
"Just once, with Mike, and he isn't this big. It hurt then, too!" Sonya
sobbed. "I wanted so bad to do it with Mr. Young because he's been so nice
to me, and I was so scared when I saw how big he was. Oh, it hurts!"
"You'd better get up then.", I reassured. "I don't want to do anything to
you that you don't want me to do."
"I want to go on, really I do! But don't you have anything I could use to
make it easier?"
"Yeah, any vaseline or K.Y. jelly or something like that?", Karen asked.
"I have some K.Y. jelly in the bathroom.", I answered. Karen jumped up and
padded into the bathroom. I watched her naked ass jiggle as she left.
"You're gonna have to get up.", I told her. I gently lifted up on her ass.
She bit her lip again and moaned as my dick slowly withdrew from her
tortured hole. With a pop from her pussy, a shriek burst from her lips as
my dick sprung from her nearly dry fuckhole. She knelt on the bed next to
me, softly crying, clutching herself where it hurt. I realized that she
had been wrong in pretending to be so eager. A more gentle approach was
needed.
I reached over, pulled her to me, and passionately kissed her lips. She
jerked once in surprise, then melted into my arms, returning my kiss,
forgetting the pain in her twat. I ran my hand around to her firm tits and
gently stroked her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I pulled
my mouth from hers and kissed the point of each hard nipple. She moaned
and gasped with each touch of my lips, but from pleasure this time, not
from pain. While I had her aroused, I lightly traced circles on her tummy
with my finger, each circle going lower and lower, until I finally reached
the blonde muff of her pubic hair. Slowly, I reached down and cupped her
pussy with my hand, being careful not to press too hard or insert my
finger. I would know when she was ready for penetration. She responded
with a jerk and a gasp. I pressed again, and she gasped again. I kissed
each firm nipple one last time, then started kissing down her tummy to her
love nest, which was now warming and starting to respond to my touch.
I spread her legs and gently ran the tip of my tongue the full length of
her slit. When I reached the vicinity of her clit, she reacted as though
she had been shocked. She arched her back, pressing her cunt against my
face. Maybe she was ready. I probed again with my tongue, harder this
time, hard enough to separate her cuntlips and tickle her clit. She went
mad again, jerking and twitching in response to the touch of my tongue,
moaning and panting. Then I felt her clit harden, her inner lips swell and
spread, and her delicious juices start to flow. Now she was definitely
ready for more. I probed her fuckhole with my tongue, licked all the way
up to her clit, swirled it around, bit it gently, then probed her hole
again. When I started doing all this, she went even wilder. She spread her
legs, humped and reared against my face, and pulled my head tight against
her hot cooze.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, fuck me," she moaned, "I can't stand it any more! I don't
care if it does hurt! Please, please fuck me!" I put her throbbing clit
between my lips and gave it one hard suck, drawing it completely into my
mouth, and pulled my head back sharply, causing her clit to pop back. She
screamed, thrust her hips at me, and grabbed her sweating breasts.
When she had subsided, her legs still spread, I mounted her in the
traditional position. I started to position my throbbing pole for a gentle
entry, but Sonya released her tits and spread her cuntlips with one hand
and guided my tool to her sopping wet fuckhole with the other. She was
much wetter now than when Karen diddled her clit, wet enough to fuck.
"Please do it now!", Sonya pleaded. I began to cautiously insert my dick,
and found that due to her juices, entry was no problem. Sonya groaned like
a virgin as I slid into her hot wetness. When she had taken as much of my
ten inch tool as she could, I still wasn't all the way in. But she began
pumping her hips, causing the swollen head of my dick to ram against the
back of her pussy. She was as deliciously tight as before, but she must
have been stretching, for with just a few strokes, my balls were slapping
against her ass, and I was in to the hilt. My tenderness and foreplay had
paid off.
"Oh-h-h-h, that's good!", she purred when I began pumping to meet her
rythym. She wrapped her legs around my waist and was pumping as hard as I
was. With each stroke, I would completely withdraw from her hot, tight
wetness, then shove my eager tool back in to the hilt, never missing her
voracious target, always sliding easily in, jamming against the back of
her pussy.
Her pumping increased in tempo, and I sped up to match. Each pump became
harder and more frantic than the one before. Sonya's breathing became
harder and faster. She was about to come, and I wanted to come with her. I
raised her legs over my shoulders so that I had a better angle at the
depths of her tight hole, and started ramming as hard as I could.
"Don't stop! I think I'm gonna come! Oh-h-h, its so good! Come in me! Oh,
please, I want to feel your load in me!", Sonya screamed. She bucked and
reared and screamed incoherently, then went limp. I continued to pump. In
just a few seconds, she began to pump anew. For more times than I could
count she orgasmed.
Once I felt my orgasm approaching, I gave her one last hard ram and drove
my weapon in as far as I could. I came at this point, spurting her sweet,
tender young cunt full of my hot sticky come, like an erupting volcano.
She gasped, trembled, and fell back to the bed. I pulled out my softening
dick. Our sexual energies were spent for the moment.
I glanced down at the foot of the bed, and saw Karen, whom I had forgotten
about. She sat in the chair at the foot of the bed, her legs spread,
working a coke bottle in and out of her pussy. She had found the K.Y.
jelly, then found us screwing away. Feeling left out but excited by the
erotic sight of her best friend getting a good fucking, she slicked up the
coke bottle and began using it as a dildo.
I saw that Sonya also was seeing something she had never seen before, her
best friend's cunt, gaping open, a coke bottle almost disappearing inside
it. "Look how far in she puts it! And see how big it is to go in her like
that. How does she do it?", Sonya asked, amazed.
"Why don't you get a closer look," I suggested. "Ask her." Sonya crawled
down to the foot of the bed and sat on the end, astounded, watching Karen
masturbate.
Karen finally looked down, under heavy-lidded eyes and saw Sonya so close.
"Why don't you do this for me?", Karen asked.
"How?", Sonya queried.
"Just do what I'm doing now.", came Karen's reply. Sonya watched for a few
seconds more, then pushed Karen's hand aside and grasped the slippery end
of the bottle. "In and out and twist it a little bit. Oh, yes-s-s, oh,
yes-s-s. Do it good, oh, that's so good!", Karen purred. My dick was
hardening again at the sight of one female masturbating another.
I had an idea. If Karen was as promiscuous as she seemed, she might not
object to what I had in mind. While Sonya continued to work the bottle in
Karen's stretched cunt, I helped Karen out of the chair and down to the
floor, her heaving tits on the floor, her ass up in the air. She stayed in
that position, crooning wordlessly, cunt juice dribbling down her thighs,
Sonya still masturbating her.
I picked up the tube of K.Y. jelly that Karen had used, and liberally
covered my erect rod with it. Then I stood behind Karen, straddling Sonya.
"What are you going to do?", Sonya asked.
"Watch and see!", I responded. With that I grasped Karen's hips and aimed
my dick at the delicate rosette of Karen's ass. Using my dick like a
weapon, I suddenly shoved my tool in as far as I could. Karen let out a
scream, tearing out fistfulls of carpet.
"Oh God, fuck my ass! That hurts so good! Fuck me harder, give me all
you've got! Make it hurt! Give me more of that bottle!"
"I'm assfucking Karen!", I informed Sonya, who was now completely
mindblown.
I needed no invitation, and neither did Sonya. Both of us gave Karen all
we could, Sonya with the bottle in Karen's cunt, me with my dick far up
Karen's clenching ass. Karen rocked back to take us both in, then forward,
then back for more. I couldn't see how Karen could take my dick, as long
and thick as it was, all the way up her ass, but she was doing it and
getting her rocks off, to boot.
"Take that bottle out of Karen's pussy, and stick all your fingers in!", I
panted to Sonya.
"Are you kidding me?", Sonya asked in disbelief.
"No, cover your whole hand with K.Y., bunch your fingers together, then
push 'em in!"
My dick felt the bottle withdraw, and moments later, the pressure of
Sonya's fingertips.
"Now push harder!", I commanded, giving Karen's nether hole another
stroke.
I felt increased pressure on my dick and heard Sonya wail, "My whole hand
went in!"
"Good! That's called fistfucking! Do her just like the bottle did!", I
gasped.
"Cram my cunt full. I love it!", was Karen's response to the new
violation. She trembled, then shoved her ass and cunt, doubly impaled,
back at us for more. We continued like this for another minute or so.
"Harder! Oh God don't stop now, I'm coming! Fuck me! Come in my ass!
Squirt me full! Fistfuck me!" Karen arched her back, then screamed as I
pushed my dick to the absolute limit, pumping her reamed ass full of
another load of my hot lava. Then she collapsed to the floor, exhausted. I
pulled my dick out of her ass, as Sonya pulled her hand out of Karen's
stretched cunt with a squelching sound. Karen lay on her belly, her ass
stretched open obscenely, my cream oozing out, dripping down to her
spread, gaping fuckhole.
"That's incredible! I didn't know Karen did that kind of stuff! It had to
hurt! I know it would kill me!", Sonya exclaimed.
"No it won't," Karen contradicted, "You've just got to relax your cunt and
ass muscles and want to do it. If you do, you can take anything in either
hole."
"I don't think I could. I haven't done it too many times. I'd be too tight
and too scared.", Sonya countered.
"I could fistfuck you by morning with no problems on your part. I would
make you want it.", was Karen's rejoinder.
"No way on Earth.", Sonya flatly denied."
"I'll prove it. Lay on your back." Sonya complied with Karen's
instructions, looking apprehensivly at Karen. Karen began talking to Sonya
in a steady monotone, telling her how good it would feel to have her pussy
stretched, how she would get Sonya's fuckhole all wet and juicy, how she
would stick her whole hand in Sonya's tight pussy and stretch it to fit,
and how Sonya would love it and want to do it again. Karen placed her
hands on Sonya's thighs and began to massage them as she spoke. Sonya
watched Karen and listened to her talk, and her apprehension began to fade
away. I realized that Karen had Sonya hypnotized, rapt.
Karen slowly spread Sonya's unresisting legs wide apart, talking all the
while. She reached down and began stroking Sonya's furry twat, still
talking. As Sonya began to pant and get aroused, her inner pussy lips
began to swell and enlarge, protruding between her outer cuntlips,
glistening. Karen, still persuading Sonya of her desire, grasped Sonya's
delicate pink fleshy inner lips and began massaging them between thumb and
forefinger, stretching them out and allowing them to return to their
normal size. Juices began to ooze from Sonya's now exposed hole. Karen
prodded Sonya's clit with one finger, causing it to become firm and
enlarged. Karen released Sonya's inner cuntlips and grasped her clit. She
pulled on Sonya's sensitive bud, then slowly allowed it to return. Sonya
was writhing all over the bed, but Karen never stopped her erotic teasing
of Sonya's tortured snatch or her monologue. Karen reached for the K.Y.
jelly and put a dab on her fingers. She spread Sonya's cuntlips with one
hand and inserted two lubricated fingers of her other hand a fraction of
an inch into Sonya's waiting hole. She spread her fingers, opening Sonya's
relaxed cunthole. She took the tube of K.Y. jelly and placed the orifice
right at Sonya's open gash. With steady squeezing, she squirted the entire
contents into Sonya's pink hole, filling it with the clear lubricant.
Karen bunched her fingers together and placed all five fingers just inside
Sonya's cunthole.
"You're all lubed up and ready to go now. Are you ready for it, Honey?",
Karen purred. "I'll give to you when you're ready."
"I'm ready, do me!" Sonya replied distantly. Karen started diddling
Sonya's erect clit, then pushed her fingers into Sonya's slippery hole,
twisting her hand as she did so. Sonya gasped and drew her knees up,
making her cunt open wider, easier for Karen to ream.
"More, more, go deeper!", Sonya gasped frantically. Sonya reached between
her legs and grabbed Karen's wrist, pushing Karen's hand further into her
own hot cunt. In just moments, Karen's hand had completely disappeared
into Sonya's hole. Sonya's cuntlips were wrapped around Karen's wrist.
Karen grabbed a mirror and held it up where Sonya could see her own
private parts, stretched, violated, impaled upon Karen's hand.
"See, Honey, I told you you could do it!" Sonya took the mirror and stared
dumbfoundedly at it. Karen partially withdrew her hand, then pushed it
back in.
"Now comes the fun part!", Karen pronounced. "Feel it when I move my
fingers around!" With that, Karen began wiggling her fingers and moving
her hand around inside Sonya's slippery wet fuckhole. Sonya went crazy,
thrashing around on the bed, alternately screaming for Karen to stop, it
was too much, or to go deeper. Finally, Sonya screamed one last time,
pulled Karen's hand one last time, then went limp.
I spent the rest of the night alternately fucking Sonya and Karen,
shooting great loads of hot jism into both girls. I never knew I had such
stamina. The next weekend, they came back to visit again, and finally,
with great preparation, got to fuck Sonya's beautiful ass. We fuck and
make love on a regular basis now, and are a happy threesome. |
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