Mistis' Adventures NEW Part 5
Your parents must have loved you, VERY MUCH, to take such care in taking your virginity. Misti smiled, and replied, "I had wonderful parents. I'm even surprised that I wasn't spoiled, or become a rotten daughter. They supported EVERYTHING that I wanted to do. Father paid for me to go to Bangkok, to study dancing, and gave me money to live on, when I came back, and started searching for a job. He even bought me a bus ticket, to use if I needed it. When we told them I was getting married, he dropped everything and came and stayed with us for two weeks, and Mother and I shopped for my wedding costume, and Father asked the Monk to marry us. He paid for a lavish banquet, with a band, and the finest foods he could find. While they were there, he shared my Mother with Michael, and the four of us swapped almost every night. He was a magnificent lover. Almost as good as Michael, and he took VERY good care of me, and Mother fell in love with Michael, too She cried for several days, before we left Thailand. THEY call US, and did while we were in Germany, too. They even came to visit us a couple of times. Mother was a BIG hit in Germany. We went to a "Clothing Optional" swimming area near us, and the men fell all over us. They love Thai women. Mother was made love to several times each day we went, and I was the same. Father had rented a travel bus, and she took them there and let them make love to her all they wanted, and then she thanked them for treating her so well.
Mike, Dave, and Jerry all laughed at that. "What normal guy wouldn't love to have a beautiful woman thank them for fucking her? asked Dave. Jerry noted, "A complete asshole, ONLY!"
Paula came to join them, with Joe and Tony right with her. Mary noted that she had on her T-shirt, but nothing else, but her sneakers. Her nipples stuck out far enough to rip the material, too. She smiled at her youngest, and said, "Looks like someone else has been having fun." She looked up and both of the guys looked flushed. "I just wanted to tell you, that while Daddy is making up his mind, whether or not he's going to fuck me, I'm following the guys back to their shop, and we're going to the lake for a while, and going swimming. I don't know when, or if, I'll be home, tonight." stated Paula. "I hope he decides that he will. I have wanted him for so long, and every day makes me want him more. Daddy!!! There are no words to say how much I love you, or describe how much I want to sleep with you. REMEMBER THAT!!!
Joe spoke to Michael, and they went outside from the porch. He told Michael that he was leaving things for them, and gave him the numbers to call if there were any problems, then thanked him and Misti for the honor of their company, and everything else. They shook hands and the workmen left, with Paula behind them in her little Opel Manta. He took the things and went back to join the others.
"Is anybody ELSE hungry. I could eat a horse, hide, hooves, and all, he stated. Misti looked at the others, and asked, Does anybody else like pizza? Why don't we order some. They deliver, and we could eat and talk some more during supper." All of them said they liked the idea, Misti dialed a number, and told them she wasted two Supremes, two cheese, and two Veggie pizzas, and two of the cheese bread sticks. She gave them the address, and told them that they would be paying in cash. She hung up the phone, and smiled. They said we are the second ones on the delivery list. It should be here in lass than 30 minutes. Carol looked at the others. "I hope he's cute. I ain't had enough, yet, and want some more lovin'. Most of these delivery boys are cute as the dickens, and horny as hell. They, to me, are the easiest way to get laid. Meet them at the door, NAKED, and smile at them, and INSTANT HARD-ON!!!" Sharon and me order out at least once a week. We always get laid, blued, screwed, and tattooed."
Mary looked over at her. "What about Davey?" Sharon smiled. "Remember! there are two of us, and one of HIM. For one of us, he does well enough, but with two horny broads, he runs out of juice, and we have to settle for a finger wave. Besides, he works like a draft horse all day, and sometimes comes home so tired we have to take him up, give him a bath, and put him in the bed. He's that "all in." We love him to death, but we don't want to make him hurt himself, or get sick, so we look for other outlets. We always take pictures, so we can show them to him, though. He likes to watch both of us getting fucked. We, on the other hand, LOVE to watch HIM, throwing the blocks to any girl that will hold still long enough to be bred."
Mary looked at the others, around her. "I used to think WE was the only "preeverts" around here, but, I guess we weren't. I love being a slut, and wish there were more of us around. Mike looked at her. "There might be more of us than you think, I hear guys talking at work all the time. Many of them are into swapping and sharing each other. If we were closer to the base, and I knew they wouldn't talk so much, I could have a dozen couples over, almost every day. If it gets out, about me, though, I could lose my retirement. The military has strict rules about Moral Turpitude. Especially between Officers and Enlisted."
Misti asked, "Is anybody else getting any ideas for some entertainment? I'm sitting here, thinking about getting the camcorder out, and filming when the delivery boy gets here, and sees four naked women staring at his crotch. If he's like Carol was talking about, he might just have what it takes to make ALL of us happy. Does anybody else like the idea?" They all agreed that it sounded like fun, and she went and was back in a few seconds.
They moved into the Living room, and Mike took the camcorder, and made sure the batteries were good, and set the focus. He was also the best photographer. He sat the cam on the end table where it would be at hand, and only a few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Misti peeked out the spy hole, and told them, "He looks about 18 or19, VERY cute, and well built."
She opened the door, and invited him in. It took a second for him to respond, as he was looking at WHO had opened the door for him. His eyes were bugged out, and his jaw had dropped with the surprise. "Is th th this 3814? I have an order for six pizzas, and two bread sticks." Misti eased over, and took the bag from his hand, and stepped into him. She laid her head on his chest, and nodded. "YES, MY DARLING! You have come to the right place, and that is what we ordered. Could you take them out, so we can see them, You big, handsome hunk of man. I want to see EVERYTHING you have for me, or for US." As she said us, the other three women stepped out, into his view. He looked like he was ready to bolt and run. All of them surrounded him, whispering in his ear, kissing his cheek, and Carol was feeling his crotch. He looked like a candidate for a heart attack.
He took the boxes out of the bag, and set them on the coffee table, along with forks, knives, spoons, and napkins. Misti took his hand and placed it first on her breast, then kissed his fingers, one at a time, and put it between her legs. "See how wet I am, Love? You made me like that. Now you must help me, or I won't be able to sleep tonight. You will have made ALL of us, miserable. We MIGHT have to complain to your BOSS, even. You don't want us to do THAT, do you?" He shook his head. She smiled and kissed him on the lips, taking her time about breaking. "GOOD!!! Now sit back and let us make your day, week, or even lifetime. Nobody wants to hurt you in any way. We can promise you will remember this evening for the rest of your life."
Carol began unbuckling his belt, and unfastening his trousers. As they came down, He was guided back into a chair, and his shoes and socks were removed and put to the side. Sharon had moved behind him, and lifted his shirt over his head, along with his T-shirt. He had finally blinked his eyes, and was enjoying the sight of the four naked women serving him, and wondering why none of the men were speaking. He didn't have time to think of anything else, right then.
Mary came over and put her breast in his face, and he took the nipple in his mouth, as they had expected, and started sucking it. "Honey Bunch. You're making me wet. I want you to help me. I need that beautiful tool to go inside me and shake up my innards. I want ya' to give it to me so good that I can't stand it, then give me some more. Remember. The older the violin, the sweeter the music." She had replaced her nipple with her tongue, and raised enough that Misti was sucking his dick under and behind her. He was hard in seconds, and Misti guided her neighbor down to engulf him to the hilt in her hot, tight pussy. Even though she had been fucked many times that day, she was STILL very tight. She began to rock back and forth on him, taking full advantage of his positioning. Shortly, though, she went back, still holding him tight, and inside of her, to land on her back with him on top of her, still fucking. He seemed not to have even noticed that they were no longer in the chair, but in the floor, with him on top of her. She flexed the muscles in her vulva to squeeze his dick, and heard him suck in a big, deep breath. She would have to be careful about doing THAT, again. He acted like he was about to pop his cork. THAT would make his ride a short one, and she was enjoying him too much for that. He wasn't the best she had had, but he was a candidate for the top 10, if for no other reason than his enthusiasm. He was pounding the crap out of her box. He wasn't doing anything fancy, but he was tearing her up, and making her feel as good, or better, than she had hoped for.
"HONEY? Wouldn't you like to do me doggy style? You can watch your dick going in and out of me, that way." His smile said it all, for him. He dismounted, and asked her, "Can I eat your pussy for a little bit?" She pulled his face closer to hers and gave him a BIG kiss. "YOU CERTAINLY CAN, SWEETHEART!!! YOU CAN EAT ME ALL YOU WANT!!! I LOVE TO HAVE A REAL MAN EAT MY PUSSY!!!" His chest swelled with pride at her reference to him as a REAL man. She went over on her stomach, and raised to her knees, presenting her, now, wet enough to drip, pussy to him. He grasped a cheek of her ass in each hand, and used his thumbs to open her now red labia wide enough to see into her. She got the impression that this WASN'T the first time he had eaten a girl. Her impression proved to be true, when, a few minutes later, he raised his head, and told her, "I've never eaten a girl that tasted like you do. Your pussy is the sweetest one I've ever tasted, AND the juiciest. It's YUMMY!!!" With that said, his tongue went back inside her, and she was soon enjoying it as much as HE was.
She came several times, and where she had been supporting herself on her arms and hands, she had fallen on her face, her tits pressed to the carpet. He had removed one hand from her butt, and was using it to rub her clitoris, intensifying the sensations she was having. He remembered how it had felt to sink his cock in her, though, and replaced it, and began humping her. His dick drove into her, causing shock waves to ripple the firm flesh of her butt with every thrust. Her fingers flexed on the carpet, as if she was trying to get a hand full of it, to hold on to. Suddenly his face contorted, and he drove deep inside of her, and held fast, in what they knew was him cumming inside of her. He gave a few short thrusts, and almost collapsed, but, when it came out of her, it was not only dripping cum, but, IT WAS STILL AS HARD AS A ROCK!!! Sharon caught him before he could fall over, and leaned him against the chair he had been in, earlier.
She took an unopened bottle of water, and held it to his lips, and he drank like he was dying of thirst. He swallowed almost half of the bottle before his hand pushed it away. "MAN!!! THAT'S SOME HOT PUSSY!!!" He looked down the arm, that was holding the bottle, and followed it to look at Sharon's face, then the rest of her body. "WOW!!! CAN I FUCK YOU, NEXT!!! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!!! I LOVE BLONDES!!! ESPECIALLY ONES WITH BLONDE HAIR ON THEIR PUSSY!!! I'D LOVE TO EAT YOUR PUSSY!!!" Sharon had to giggle, then laugh, at his response. "You certainly may, STUD!!! I, too, love to have a real man eat and fuck me. You may be more man than I can handle by myself, though. BUT, I have two more friends that want to see how a REAL man fucks. Can YOU handle all of US?" His eyes shifted to look at Misti and Carol. "I THINK I can, but, there's only one way to find out." His hand had been on her breasts, gently caressing them, and feeling her nipples. They had been standing, before, but now were throbbing under his touch. "Can I suck your boobs, FIRST?" They all laughed at his question. She answered, "You certainly may, My Love. I love to have my boobs sucked by a handsome man. It feel so GOOD!!!"
He pulled her over, and did as he was wanting. He was kissing them, kneading them, and sucking and kissing her nipples, and the surrounding flesh, making the goose bumps raise the skin. THEY, it looked like, had caught a ringer. They had thought they had a "Cherry Boy," but, he had, AT LEAST, a basic knowledge, of how to please a lover. Sharon had her first two orgasms while he was enjoying her breasts, but, THEN, he spread her legs, and went down to eat at the "Y." He tongued the small space between her anus and her vagina, licking over her butt hole, until she began to think he was going to rim her, at least, and maybe even, fuck her ass. He was only getting started, though.
He worked his way up and kissed her Mons, gently teasing the hair over the top of her clit, and kissing it, MANY times, while telling her how beautiful she was down there. She had raised her legs up as far as she could, and he was soon nibbling at her labia, and teasing the "little man" to come out and play. The result made her cum, HARD, several times. Her hands went around the back of his head, and her fingers locked to pull him in, as far as she could get him. His tongue separated her labia and dipped inside of her, licking the inner vulva as far as his tongue could reach. "OH, MY GOD!!! OH, MYGOD!!! OHMYGOOODDD!!! LICK ME!!! EAT ME UP!!! YOUR TONGUE IS KILLING ME!!! DON'T STOP!!! PLEASE DON'T STOP!!! EAT ME MORE!!! I LOVE YOUR TONGUE!!! STAY HERE AND EAT ME ALL NIGHT!!! SUCK MY CUNT!!! I'M DYING!!! I'M FALLING IN LOVE!!! Those were the last words before she fainted. Her vision blurred, blackened, and she lost consciousness. Her body went limp, but he ate her for a few more minutes. Misti and Carol lowered her flat on the floor, and put a pillow under her head, and HE put a pillow under her hips. He raise her legs, and pinned them to the sides, and kissed her a few times, and placed his dick next to her pussy.
His kisses finally awakened her, and he wasted no time in pushing inside of her. He went in slowly, only pulling back once, before he was all the way to the hilt. Her legs went around his middle, and her arms went around his neck and shoulders, pulling him down to kiss over and over. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, and her lips ground into his, as he steadily thrust into her. Her response was to pull herself up to meet him with every thrust, and wriggle as he withdrew, making him touch her in all the places inside of her. He pounded into her as if he was a machine. On and on, over and over. She was whimpering, sobbing and moaning as if she was in pain. "OH, MY GOD!!! I'VE FOUND THE ULTIMATE FUCK!!! JUST CALL THE PIZZA FARM!!! THEY NEED TO START A STUD FARM.!!! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME SOME MORE!!! I NEVER BEEN FUCKED LIKE THIS, BEFORE!!! OH, GOD, IT FEELS FABULOUS!!!"
She almost lost it again, but was going to stay as long as she could. HE, however, was at the end of his rope, and began to cum. He pushed deep inside of her, and held as his seed poured into her womb, filling to the limit, and then some. He held until he stopped twitching, and pulled free of her. He raised her legs, again, though, and went down to eat her cummy and overheated pussy, until she fainted the second time, cleaning her thoroughly. He licked the insides of her thighs, and sat up, smiling. "LOVE EATING THAT BLONDE PUSSY!!! TASTES LIKE HONEY!!! NEVER COULD GET ENOUGH OF IT." He sat there for a minute. The men all had questions.
Finally, it was Mike to break the silence. "What did you mean, "You couldn't get enough of it?" Also, what is your name. He smiled at them. "My name is Patrick, but everybody just calls me PAT. In High School a bunch of the guys decided to start calling me Patty. I got back at them by fucking their sisters. I ran Marathon, and was Captain of the Swim Team. I learned to control my breathing and built endurance, and fucked all of them, until they passed out, then I would cum inside of them, and take pictures of them with my cum running out of their pussies. and show them the pictures of what I had done to their Dear Little Sisters."
"I learned to love blondes from my OWN sister. She was a platinum blonde. I loved her, and she loved me. We shared a room, but had our own beds. We played around some, and one thing led to another. We finally started sleeping in the same bed all the time, and she taught me to eat and fuck pussy. I was crazy in love with her, but we knew it could never go anywhere. She got on birth control, and she taught me how to hold my cum for as long as I could, so we could fuck longer. She wanted me to fuck her until she passed out, then cum inside her. I used what she taught me to get the other girls. I got full scholarships for my running and swimming, and am now in my second year of college here. She's married, and has two k**s. WE THINK they might be mine, but we don't know for sure. BY THE WAY! We're twins. When my hair grows out, it's almost white That's what startled me. In the face, Sharon?" They all nodded. "Sharon looks a bunch like my Sis. Her hair is darker, but the similarities are unbelievable. It was almost like I was fucking my sister, instead of Sharon. They even like the same things, and move the same."
Misti and Carol were listening as hard as the men were, and Carol had her own questions. "Can you STILL fuck, more, after what you just DID? And can you find any problem with fucking US?" He held his hand out to her, and smiling. "No, Beautiful. I love beautiful women, regardless. You are BOTH some of the most wonderful ladies I have seen in a while. It would be my honor if you allowed me to make love with you." His answer was rewarded with kisses from them both. "I am the one with questions of my own, though. I take it that you are both married. Will I have to wonder if your husbands will come after me, and hurt me" It was the men's turn to laugh, once again. Dave finally controlled his mirth long enough to answer. "Carol is my wife, and Misti is Mike's wife. We have been sitting here making a movie of you fucking Sharon, MY SISTER, and Mary, HIS (pointing to Jerry) wife. We all love to watch them getting laid, by other men, and Sharon and I were raised much like YOU were. WE just never had to HIDE it. Our parents watched us fuck each other, and gave us pointers on how to do it better the next time."
Pat got to his knees, and shook hands with all of the men, and thanked them for what they had told him. Then he looked at the two women, and simply asked, "WHO'S NEXT?" Misti kissed Carol, and told her, "You can go first. I want to watch, and see if he does anything different, now, with YOU!! I'm interested on how he does a former pro. THAT should be interesting. A well versed semi-pro, and a pro, together, using our best techniques on each other."
Pat looked at her, a question in his eyes. She saw the look, and told him, "In my homeland, I was an exotic dancer. Part of my job was to entertain our sponsors or other people that my boss wanted me to impress. I used sex and my body to take care of them. I turned them on by dancing, mostly, if not all the way, naked, and then fucking them until I was told to stop. I also staged shows for private audiences. Sometimes I was fucked by as many as twenty men, as long as any of them could make themselves hard enough to fuck me. My boss also made movies of those shows and sold them in stores. I was, when auditioned for the job, fucked by several men. I think there were around twenty, or, maybe, more, for three days, non-stop. I surprised my boss by giving him a blow job, before I left to go and clean up. HE watched me take a shower, and fucked me one more time. Michael has seen me "pull a train" of fifteen men, and let a man with a 15 inch dick fuck me until he couldn't get it hard any more."
Carol came over and sat next to Pat. "How do you want to start? Do you want to taste my titties, and play with the other things, or would you rather be more romantic, and kiss, until I decide to suck your dick? ALL you have to do is tell me. I love doing it all. I, too, have pulled a train. When we graduated High School, there were over 60 boys n our class. All of them fucked me as long as they wanted, and Davey joined in. He fucked me just like all of them. Some of them even fucked me two or three times, and I think one or two of THEM fucked me more than three times. All of them shot their cum inside my pussy, and I cleaned myself after each third boy had cum inside me. I did the same thing twice in college, too. My initiation as a Cheerleader was to let the entire Football team, and Basketball team, fuck me all any of them wanted. They let me eat and shower, or use the bathroom, but the rest of the time, I had one of them, or sometimes two, fucking me. One in my pussy, and another in my mouth. I love the taste of cum. I learned to take it in my ass from my own Father. I was 16."
"Now that I know all this." Pat said, "I think I would like to have you more romantically. You're an exceptionally beautiful woman, and I want to show you how tender I can be." He took her in his arms and kissed her at her hairline, and started down, leaving no part of her face, neck, or chest, unkissed. He paused to pay homage to her breasts and nipples, and made her cum for the second and third time, as tears ran down her cheeks. "You better be careful, Pat, My Love. I could get used to this, and THEN, where would we be. I will never leave my husband. Not for all the gold in the world."
"He is my first and only true love, and we will grow old, and die together." We have been together since we were born, and have watched each other grow up, and want as many c***dren as God will let us have, and watch them grow up. I plan on at least 60 or 70 years together, at the VERY least. Just give me a good fucking, and fill me as much, and as many times, as you can, and I will kiss you, and we will part. If we meet, again, we can do what we want for a few hours, and part until the next time we meet. We will enjoy what we have, for as long as we have it, and no more. Two ships that pass in the night, as it were."
He laid her back and pulled the pillows to place under her, one for her head, and one for her hips. He opened her legs and held her by the calves, and went to lick her nether regions as she squirmed and shook from the repeated orgasms he gave her. She swooned as he sucked her clitoris and gently licked it. She whispered for him to turn, so she could give him the same pleasure as he was giving her, and they started going 69. She took his penis in her mouth and sucked it until she felt the slight tremors of his ejaculation, stopping and letting him relax, and then continuing. Their oral sex lasted for nearly half an hour more.
Finally they had excited each other enough, and he went on top of her, and he began to thrust into her, after making four tries to go inside her, fully. They locked in an embrace, and kissed as he thrust into her, and she raised to receive him, and finally, being filled with his seed. He cleaned her, and she, him, kissing more, and more tenderly.
Misti sat with Michael, watching and kissing him. She was, if nothing else, patient. She knew in her own heart, that she would be just as deep in his memory, as any of the others. All she had to do, was wait to be with him. Sharon and Mary were just as touched by the display of affection they were witnessing, as any of the others. All of them knew they had made a memory for the lad. They hoped it would be as pleasant for him, as it was for them.
Mike, Dave, and Jerry all laughed at that. "What normal guy wouldn't love to have a beautiful woman thank them for fucking her? asked Dave. Jerry noted, "A complete asshole, ONLY!"
Paula came to join them, with Joe and Tony right with her. Mary noted that she had on her T-shirt, but nothing else, but her sneakers. Her nipples stuck out far enough to rip the material, too. She smiled at her youngest, and said, "Looks like someone else has been having fun." She looked up and both of the guys looked flushed. "I just wanted to tell you, that while Daddy is making up his mind, whether or not he's going to fuck me, I'm following the guys back to their shop, and we're going to the lake for a while, and going swimming. I don't know when, or if, I'll be home, tonight." stated Paula. "I hope he decides that he will. I have wanted him for so long, and every day makes me want him more. Daddy!!! There are no words to say how much I love you, or describe how much I want to sleep with you. REMEMBER THAT!!!
Joe spoke to Michael, and they went outside from the porch. He told Michael that he was leaving things for them, and gave him the numbers to call if there were any problems, then thanked him and Misti for the honor of their company, and everything else. They shook hands and the workmen left, with Paula behind them in her little Opel Manta. He took the things and went back to join the others.
"Is anybody ELSE hungry. I could eat a horse, hide, hooves, and all, he stated. Misti looked at the others, and asked, Does anybody else like pizza? Why don't we order some. They deliver, and we could eat and talk some more during supper." All of them said they liked the idea, Misti dialed a number, and told them she wasted two Supremes, two cheese, and two Veggie pizzas, and two of the cheese bread sticks. She gave them the address, and told them that they would be paying in cash. She hung up the phone, and smiled. They said we are the second ones on the delivery list. It should be here in lass than 30 minutes. Carol looked at the others. "I hope he's cute. I ain't had enough, yet, and want some more lovin'. Most of these delivery boys are cute as the dickens, and horny as hell. They, to me, are the easiest way to get laid. Meet them at the door, NAKED, and smile at them, and INSTANT HARD-ON!!!" Sharon and me order out at least once a week. We always get laid, blued, screwed, and tattooed."
Mary looked over at her. "What about Davey?" Sharon smiled. "Remember! there are two of us, and one of HIM. For one of us, he does well enough, but with two horny broads, he runs out of juice, and we have to settle for a finger wave. Besides, he works like a draft horse all day, and sometimes comes home so tired we have to take him up, give him a bath, and put him in the bed. He's that "all in." We love him to death, but we don't want to make him hurt himself, or get sick, so we look for other outlets. We always take pictures, so we can show them to him, though. He likes to watch both of us getting fucked. We, on the other hand, LOVE to watch HIM, throwing the blocks to any girl that will hold still long enough to be bred."
Mary looked at the others, around her. "I used to think WE was the only "preeverts" around here, but, I guess we weren't. I love being a slut, and wish there were more of us around. Mike looked at her. "There might be more of us than you think, I hear guys talking at work all the time. Many of them are into swapping and sharing each other. If we were closer to the base, and I knew they wouldn't talk so much, I could have a dozen couples over, almost every day. If it gets out, about me, though, I could lose my retirement. The military has strict rules about Moral Turpitude. Especially between Officers and Enlisted."
Misti asked, "Is anybody else getting any ideas for some entertainment? I'm sitting here, thinking about getting the camcorder out, and filming when the delivery boy gets here, and sees four naked women staring at his crotch. If he's like Carol was talking about, he might just have what it takes to make ALL of us happy. Does anybody else like the idea?" They all agreed that it sounded like fun, and she went and was back in a few seconds.
They moved into the Living room, and Mike took the camcorder, and made sure the batteries were good, and set the focus. He was also the best photographer. He sat the cam on the end table where it would be at hand, and only a few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Misti peeked out the spy hole, and told them, "He looks about 18 or19, VERY cute, and well built."
She opened the door, and invited him in. It took a second for him to respond, as he was looking at WHO had opened the door for him. His eyes were bugged out, and his jaw had dropped with the surprise. "Is th th this 3814? I have an order for six pizzas, and two bread sticks." Misti eased over, and took the bag from his hand, and stepped into him. She laid her head on his chest, and nodded. "YES, MY DARLING! You have come to the right place, and that is what we ordered. Could you take them out, so we can see them, You big, handsome hunk of man. I want to see EVERYTHING you have for me, or for US." As she said us, the other three women stepped out, into his view. He looked like he was ready to bolt and run. All of them surrounded him, whispering in his ear, kissing his cheek, and Carol was feeling his crotch. He looked like a candidate for a heart attack.
He took the boxes out of the bag, and set them on the coffee table, along with forks, knives, spoons, and napkins. Misti took his hand and placed it first on her breast, then kissed his fingers, one at a time, and put it between her legs. "See how wet I am, Love? You made me like that. Now you must help me, or I won't be able to sleep tonight. You will have made ALL of us, miserable. We MIGHT have to complain to your BOSS, even. You don't want us to do THAT, do you?" He shook his head. She smiled and kissed him on the lips, taking her time about breaking. "GOOD!!! Now sit back and let us make your day, week, or even lifetime. Nobody wants to hurt you in any way. We can promise you will remember this evening for the rest of your life."
Carol began unbuckling his belt, and unfastening his trousers. As they came down, He was guided back into a chair, and his shoes and socks were removed and put to the side. Sharon had moved behind him, and lifted his shirt over his head, along with his T-shirt. He had finally blinked his eyes, and was enjoying the sight of the four naked women serving him, and wondering why none of the men were speaking. He didn't have time to think of anything else, right then.
Mary came over and put her breast in his face, and he took the nipple in his mouth, as they had expected, and started sucking it. "Honey Bunch. You're making me wet. I want you to help me. I need that beautiful tool to go inside me and shake up my innards. I want ya' to give it to me so good that I can't stand it, then give me some more. Remember. The older the violin, the sweeter the music." She had replaced her nipple with her tongue, and raised enough that Misti was sucking his dick under and behind her. He was hard in seconds, and Misti guided her neighbor down to engulf him to the hilt in her hot, tight pussy. Even though she had been fucked many times that day, she was STILL very tight. She began to rock back and forth on him, taking full advantage of his positioning. Shortly, though, she went back, still holding him tight, and inside of her, to land on her back with him on top of her, still fucking. He seemed not to have even noticed that they were no longer in the chair, but in the floor, with him on top of her. She flexed the muscles in her vulva to squeeze his dick, and heard him suck in a big, deep breath. She would have to be careful about doing THAT, again. He acted like he was about to pop his cork. THAT would make his ride a short one, and she was enjoying him too much for that. He wasn't the best she had had, but he was a candidate for the top 10, if for no other reason than his enthusiasm. He was pounding the crap out of her box. He wasn't doing anything fancy, but he was tearing her up, and making her feel as good, or better, than she had hoped for.
"HONEY? Wouldn't you like to do me doggy style? You can watch your dick going in and out of me, that way." His smile said it all, for him. He dismounted, and asked her, "Can I eat your pussy for a little bit?" She pulled his face closer to hers and gave him a BIG kiss. "YOU CERTAINLY CAN, SWEETHEART!!! YOU CAN EAT ME ALL YOU WANT!!! I LOVE TO HAVE A REAL MAN EAT MY PUSSY!!!" His chest swelled with pride at her reference to him as a REAL man. She went over on her stomach, and raised to her knees, presenting her, now, wet enough to drip, pussy to him. He grasped a cheek of her ass in each hand, and used his thumbs to open her now red labia wide enough to see into her. She got the impression that this WASN'T the first time he had eaten a girl. Her impression proved to be true, when, a few minutes later, he raised his head, and told her, "I've never eaten a girl that tasted like you do. Your pussy is the sweetest one I've ever tasted, AND the juiciest. It's YUMMY!!!" With that said, his tongue went back inside her, and she was soon enjoying it as much as HE was.
She came several times, and where she had been supporting herself on her arms and hands, she had fallen on her face, her tits pressed to the carpet. He had removed one hand from her butt, and was using it to rub her clitoris, intensifying the sensations she was having. He remembered how it had felt to sink his cock in her, though, and replaced it, and began humping her. His dick drove into her, causing shock waves to ripple the firm flesh of her butt with every thrust. Her fingers flexed on the carpet, as if she was trying to get a hand full of it, to hold on to. Suddenly his face contorted, and he drove deep inside of her, and held fast, in what they knew was him cumming inside of her. He gave a few short thrusts, and almost collapsed, but, when it came out of her, it was not only dripping cum, but, IT WAS STILL AS HARD AS A ROCK!!! Sharon caught him before he could fall over, and leaned him against the chair he had been in, earlier.
She took an unopened bottle of water, and held it to his lips, and he drank like he was dying of thirst. He swallowed almost half of the bottle before his hand pushed it away. "MAN!!! THAT'S SOME HOT PUSSY!!!" He looked down the arm, that was holding the bottle, and followed it to look at Sharon's face, then the rest of her body. "WOW!!! CAN I FUCK YOU, NEXT!!! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!!! I LOVE BLONDES!!! ESPECIALLY ONES WITH BLONDE HAIR ON THEIR PUSSY!!! I'D LOVE TO EAT YOUR PUSSY!!!" Sharon had to giggle, then laugh, at his response. "You certainly may, STUD!!! I, too, love to have a real man eat and fuck me. You may be more man than I can handle by myself, though. BUT, I have two more friends that want to see how a REAL man fucks. Can YOU handle all of US?" His eyes shifted to look at Misti and Carol. "I THINK I can, but, there's only one way to find out." His hand had been on her breasts, gently caressing them, and feeling her nipples. They had been standing, before, but now were throbbing under his touch. "Can I suck your boobs, FIRST?" They all laughed at his question. She answered, "You certainly may, My Love. I love to have my boobs sucked by a handsome man. It feel so GOOD!!!"
He pulled her over, and did as he was wanting. He was kissing them, kneading them, and sucking and kissing her nipples, and the surrounding flesh, making the goose bumps raise the skin. THEY, it looked like, had caught a ringer. They had thought they had a "Cherry Boy," but, he had, AT LEAST, a basic knowledge, of how to please a lover. Sharon had her first two orgasms while he was enjoying her breasts, but, THEN, he spread her legs, and went down to eat at the "Y." He tongued the small space between her anus and her vagina, licking over her butt hole, until she began to think he was going to rim her, at least, and maybe even, fuck her ass. He was only getting started, though.
He worked his way up and kissed her Mons, gently teasing the hair over the top of her clit, and kissing it, MANY times, while telling her how beautiful she was down there. She had raised her legs up as far as she could, and he was soon nibbling at her labia, and teasing the "little man" to come out and play. The result made her cum, HARD, several times. Her hands went around the back of his head, and her fingers locked to pull him in, as far as she could get him. His tongue separated her labia and dipped inside of her, licking the inner vulva as far as his tongue could reach. "OH, MY GOD!!! OH, MYGOD!!! OHMYGOOODDD!!! LICK ME!!! EAT ME UP!!! YOUR TONGUE IS KILLING ME!!! DON'T STOP!!! PLEASE DON'T STOP!!! EAT ME MORE!!! I LOVE YOUR TONGUE!!! STAY HERE AND EAT ME ALL NIGHT!!! SUCK MY CUNT!!! I'M DYING!!! I'M FALLING IN LOVE!!! Those were the last words before she fainted. Her vision blurred, blackened, and she lost consciousness. Her body went limp, but he ate her for a few more minutes. Misti and Carol lowered her flat on the floor, and put a pillow under her head, and HE put a pillow under her hips. He raise her legs, and pinned them to the sides, and kissed her a few times, and placed his dick next to her pussy.
His kisses finally awakened her, and he wasted no time in pushing inside of her. He went in slowly, only pulling back once, before he was all the way to the hilt. Her legs went around his middle, and her arms went around his neck and shoulders, pulling him down to kiss over and over. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, and her lips ground into his, as he steadily thrust into her. Her response was to pull herself up to meet him with every thrust, and wriggle as he withdrew, making him touch her in all the places inside of her. He pounded into her as if he was a machine. On and on, over and over. She was whimpering, sobbing and moaning as if she was in pain. "OH, MY GOD!!! I'VE FOUND THE ULTIMATE FUCK!!! JUST CALL THE PIZZA FARM!!! THEY NEED TO START A STUD FARM.!!! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME SOME MORE!!! I NEVER BEEN FUCKED LIKE THIS, BEFORE!!! OH, GOD, IT FEELS FABULOUS!!!"
She almost lost it again, but was going to stay as long as she could. HE, however, was at the end of his rope, and began to cum. He pushed deep inside of her, and held as his seed poured into her womb, filling to the limit, and then some. He held until he stopped twitching, and pulled free of her. He raised her legs, again, though, and went down to eat her cummy and overheated pussy, until she fainted the second time, cleaning her thoroughly. He licked the insides of her thighs, and sat up, smiling. "LOVE EATING THAT BLONDE PUSSY!!! TASTES LIKE HONEY!!! NEVER COULD GET ENOUGH OF IT." He sat there for a minute. The men all had questions.
Finally, it was Mike to break the silence. "What did you mean, "You couldn't get enough of it?" Also, what is your name. He smiled at them. "My name is Patrick, but everybody just calls me PAT. In High School a bunch of the guys decided to start calling me Patty. I got back at them by fucking their sisters. I ran Marathon, and was Captain of the Swim Team. I learned to control my breathing and built endurance, and fucked all of them, until they passed out, then I would cum inside of them, and take pictures of them with my cum running out of their pussies. and show them the pictures of what I had done to their Dear Little Sisters."
"I learned to love blondes from my OWN sister. She was a platinum blonde. I loved her, and she loved me. We shared a room, but had our own beds. We played around some, and one thing led to another. We finally started sleeping in the same bed all the time, and she taught me to eat and fuck pussy. I was crazy in love with her, but we knew it could never go anywhere. She got on birth control, and she taught me how to hold my cum for as long as I could, so we could fuck longer. She wanted me to fuck her until she passed out, then cum inside her. I used what she taught me to get the other girls. I got full scholarships for my running and swimming, and am now in my second year of college here. She's married, and has two k**s. WE THINK they might be mine, but we don't know for sure. BY THE WAY! We're twins. When my hair grows out, it's almost white That's what startled me. In the face, Sharon?" They all nodded. "Sharon looks a bunch like my Sis. Her hair is darker, but the similarities are unbelievable. It was almost like I was fucking my sister, instead of Sharon. They even like the same things, and move the same."
Misti and Carol were listening as hard as the men were, and Carol had her own questions. "Can you STILL fuck, more, after what you just DID? And can you find any problem with fucking US?" He held his hand out to her, and smiling. "No, Beautiful. I love beautiful women, regardless. You are BOTH some of the most wonderful ladies I have seen in a while. It would be my honor if you allowed me to make love with you." His answer was rewarded with kisses from them both. "I am the one with questions of my own, though. I take it that you are both married. Will I have to wonder if your husbands will come after me, and hurt me" It was the men's turn to laugh, once again. Dave finally controlled his mirth long enough to answer. "Carol is my wife, and Misti is Mike's wife. We have been sitting here making a movie of you fucking Sharon, MY SISTER, and Mary, HIS (pointing to Jerry) wife. We all love to watch them getting laid, by other men, and Sharon and I were raised much like YOU were. WE just never had to HIDE it. Our parents watched us fuck each other, and gave us pointers on how to do it better the next time."
Pat got to his knees, and shook hands with all of the men, and thanked them for what they had told him. Then he looked at the two women, and simply asked, "WHO'S NEXT?" Misti kissed Carol, and told her, "You can go first. I want to watch, and see if he does anything different, now, with YOU!! I'm interested on how he does a former pro. THAT should be interesting. A well versed semi-pro, and a pro, together, using our best techniques on each other."
Pat looked at her, a question in his eyes. She saw the look, and told him, "In my homeland, I was an exotic dancer. Part of my job was to entertain our sponsors or other people that my boss wanted me to impress. I used sex and my body to take care of them. I turned them on by dancing, mostly, if not all the way, naked, and then fucking them until I was told to stop. I also staged shows for private audiences. Sometimes I was fucked by as many as twenty men, as long as any of them could make themselves hard enough to fuck me. My boss also made movies of those shows and sold them in stores. I was, when auditioned for the job, fucked by several men. I think there were around twenty, or, maybe, more, for three days, non-stop. I surprised my boss by giving him a blow job, before I left to go and clean up. HE watched me take a shower, and fucked me one more time. Michael has seen me "pull a train" of fifteen men, and let a man with a 15 inch dick fuck me until he couldn't get it hard any more."
Carol came over and sat next to Pat. "How do you want to start? Do you want to taste my titties, and play with the other things, or would you rather be more romantic, and kiss, until I decide to suck your dick? ALL you have to do is tell me. I love doing it all. I, too, have pulled a train. When we graduated High School, there were over 60 boys n our class. All of them fucked me as long as they wanted, and Davey joined in. He fucked me just like all of them. Some of them even fucked me two or three times, and I think one or two of THEM fucked me more than three times. All of them shot their cum inside my pussy, and I cleaned myself after each third boy had cum inside me. I did the same thing twice in college, too. My initiation as a Cheerleader was to let the entire Football team, and Basketball team, fuck me all any of them wanted. They let me eat and shower, or use the bathroom, but the rest of the time, I had one of them, or sometimes two, fucking me. One in my pussy, and another in my mouth. I love the taste of cum. I learned to take it in my ass from my own Father. I was 16."
"Now that I know all this." Pat said, "I think I would like to have you more romantically. You're an exceptionally beautiful woman, and I want to show you how tender I can be." He took her in his arms and kissed her at her hairline, and started down, leaving no part of her face, neck, or chest, unkissed. He paused to pay homage to her breasts and nipples, and made her cum for the second and third time, as tears ran down her cheeks. "You better be careful, Pat, My Love. I could get used to this, and THEN, where would we be. I will never leave my husband. Not for all the gold in the world."
"He is my first and only true love, and we will grow old, and die together." We have been together since we were born, and have watched each other grow up, and want as many c***dren as God will let us have, and watch them grow up. I plan on at least 60 or 70 years together, at the VERY least. Just give me a good fucking, and fill me as much, and as many times, as you can, and I will kiss you, and we will part. If we meet, again, we can do what we want for a few hours, and part until the next time we meet. We will enjoy what we have, for as long as we have it, and no more. Two ships that pass in the night, as it were."
He laid her back and pulled the pillows to place under her, one for her head, and one for her hips. He opened her legs and held her by the calves, and went to lick her nether regions as she squirmed and shook from the repeated orgasms he gave her. She swooned as he sucked her clitoris and gently licked it. She whispered for him to turn, so she could give him the same pleasure as he was giving her, and they started going 69. She took his penis in her mouth and sucked it until she felt the slight tremors of his ejaculation, stopping and letting him relax, and then continuing. Their oral sex lasted for nearly half an hour more.
Finally they had excited each other enough, and he went on top of her, and he began to thrust into her, after making four tries to go inside her, fully. They locked in an embrace, and kissed as he thrust into her, and she raised to receive him, and finally, being filled with his seed. He cleaned her, and she, him, kissing more, and more tenderly.
Misti sat with Michael, watching and kissing him. She was, if nothing else, patient. She knew in her own heart, that she would be just as deep in his memory, as any of the others. All she had to do, was wait to be with him. Sharon and Mary were just as touched by the display of affection they were witnessing, as any of the others. All of them knew they had made a memory for the lad. They hoped it would be as pleasant for him, as it was for them.
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