[F] Everything Was Going Normal when I Started Dating a Single Doctor…Up Until I Met His Hot Son

**I’ve posted several stories about my sexual awakening in my late 30s. Links below if you enjoyed this one!**

Sam’s body hovered over mine. I was on my back in his big, king bed. The room was lit by candles.

We were both completely undressed. My legs were spread wide for him to enter me.

He was handsome and rugged with silver hair and a square jaw. He had a toned body and a broad, muscular chest.

I had my arm wrapped around his neck. He fucked with precise, slow rhythm. It was like he was giving me a massage. The pleasure started like a small fire deep inside me. And with each repetitive thrust he fanned the flames. He never lost control. He didn’t alter the pace. He just kept going in and out. In and out. In and out. Causing me to moan softly. And the feeling inside me to intensify. Until finally I was right at the brink. And then I tossed my head back, moaned his name, and climaxed.

He changed the angle just a little bit. He closed his eyes. He seemed to focus intently. And then I felt his cock spasm. And I knew he was filling up the condom he had on.

After twenty plus years of being a responsible, sexually conservative good girl, I cut loose one weekend in March. While visiting a beach I fucked the first guy showed any interest in me. And then I fucked someone else. And I just kept on fucking the entire weekend. For a mild-mannered librarian who’d spend her entire adult life only having sex in mature relationships, it was definitely an awakening of sorts. I felt hedonistic and self-indulgent in a way I’d never experienced. But I never viewed it as a drastic lifestyle change. It was just a gift to myself. A few days to live without consequences or guilt and just be liberated.

I planned to keep the whole weekend a secret. But after a few drinks I confessed everything to my best friend, Sky. Naturally, she didn’t believe that someone would just wake up and completely a change overnight. And so I picked up two guys in a bar and showed her just how spontaneous I could be. The two of us spent the night fucking complete strangers who were half our age. And then we fucked one another.

But Sky was right. You don’t just wake up and change overnight. Despite enjoying the experiences, I still felt a little guilty. And I still craved the thing I’d always wanted in life–a committed, meaningful relationship that would last forever. A partner. And there was no way I was going to find that living impulsively. I needed to get back to a normal pattern of dating and looking for a guy who was relationship material. And so after my wild night with Sky, I was glad for the experience and the memories, but I went back to being the real me. The good girl with a boring life and most nights spent at home curled up with a book and a cup of tea.

Shortly after I’d met Sam. He was a doctor–slightly older than me. And he was incredibly polite and smart and respectful. The only downside was that he had a kid–something I usually tried to avoid. Relationships are hard enough when a person doesn’t have extra commitments–or a shared bond with a former spouse. But Sam was so persistent. And he acted like a gentleman. And so I went out with him. And one date led to a second and a third and so on from there.

Things between us were good. I had not fallen hard for Sam the way I had for some guys in the past, but I assumed that was a product of getting older. I enjoyed his company and looked forward to his calls. On our fifth date I’d made him dinner and he’d stayed over. We’d slept together at my place a few other times. The sex was good. Sam was an attentive, emotional lover. It didn’t blow my mind or leave me daydreaming about it the next day. But he was a good guy. And he always satisfied me–which was more than I could say about some past partners.

He’d invited me over on the first Saturday he had off. Sam insisted on repaying the dinner I made him. So he prepared a meal. He bought flowers and candles. And that’s how we’d ended up in his bed.

After we finished he held me tight in his arms. He whispered sweet things to me. He was perfect in every way. We’d drifted off to sleep together.

We woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing. I glanced at the clock and saw it was close to midnight. I could tell right away from the conversation that there was some kind of emergency at the hospital.

“I have to go in,” he told me. “Emergency surgery.”

I got up and started to gather my things.

“No, don’t,” he said. “Go back to bed. It’s late. Just stay here.”

I told him I didn’t mind driving home, but he insisted that I stay.

“This will probably take a while. But sleep in. I’ll call in the morning and let you know when I’m done. And then I’ll come make you breakfast,” he said.

I tried to argue a little more, but he wouldn’t have it. And, really, I didn’t feel like driving across town in the middle of the night. I’d brought night clothes with me that I’d never had a chance to put on–a long, silky white gown with big lacy V-shaped inserts that showed off my legs and cleavage. I grabbed it from my bag and slipped back between the sheets.

It wasn’t easy to go back to sleep after Sam left. I tossed and turned for a bit. I was still away half an hour later when I heard the front door open and the security system chime. And then the sound of the code being punched in to turn it off. I assumed that Sam had either forgotten something or it was a false alarm.

I got out of bed and wrapped myself in a long, silky white robe that I’d brought in my bag. I walked out of the bedroom to go greet him. But when I stepped into the hall I heard multiple voices.

“Are you sure nobody is here?” someone asked.

“It’s cool,” a voice answered. “His car isn’t here. And if he got called in to work he won’t be home before morning.”

There was a small sitting area at the top of the stairs. I stepped to the banister and looked over into the living room. Below me I saw three teenagers. I recognized one right away. It was Sam’s son, Vick. He was a senior in high school who had just turned 18. He bared a striking resemblance to his father, with the same square jaw line and broad chest. He just had darker hair. There was a boy and girl with him that looked about the same age.

I wasn’t sure what to do. Though Vick knew his dad was seeing someone, we’d never actually met. This would be an awkward way for it to happen. I didn’t even know if Sam told him I’d be staying over, or if his son was OK with that. From the way they were talking I got the feeling they were doing something that dad wouldn’t approve of, but I didn’t know if I should interject. On one hand, I didn’t want to keep things from Sam. On the other hand, it wasn’t my place to discipline his kid and I didn’t want him thinking I was a bitch.

“This is why I don’t date dads!” I thought to myself.

I just stood there in the shadows contemplating my options. I knew it would be hard for them to see me even if they looked up.

“Get the stuff, Ted,” I heard Vick say to his friend.

Ted took a backpack off his shoulder. He pulled a baggie out and tossed it to the girl along with a lighter. She pulled out a joint. Then he went back in his bag and pulled out a DVD. Vick went to the back of the room and cut on Sam’s projector. The house was a mini-mansion and he had an expensive set up with an HD Projector and 100 inch screen. Ted popped something in the DVD player. A minute later I was shocked to see the title screen for a porno.

The two boys took a seat at either end of the couch with the girl in between them. I heard one of them call her Leah. She looked like trampy little little thing. She had on a cream colored button cotton top with buttons down the front. It did nothing to hide the shape of her big tits. Her short, khaki skirt looked painted over an impossibly tiny ass–the kind only a high girl has.

One of them started the movie. I kept thinking I should interrupt. But I didn’t want to deal with it. So I stood watching the three of them on the couch. The movie started with some lame attempt at a plot, but within seconds it had found an excuse for the lonely house wife to get on her knees for the black delivery man. I watched her get her top off. And then the guy had his giant dick between her balloon-like fake titties while she moaned and batted her eyes and licked the tip.

It was ridiculous. I’d never watched a porno in my life, and I realized I wasn’t missing anything. Yet, I couldn’t help feeling aroused. The people were complete cartoons and they were doing things people never did. But it reminded me of my own adventures at the beach. It made me think about fucking and fantasies. My pale pink panties started getting wet.

The teenagers were even more into it. They’d finished their joint. Leah had her knees pulled up to her chest and wasn’t saying a thing. She seemed completely absorbed by what was going on. She wasn’t moving at all. But both of the boys were squirming. They kept adjusting in their seats like they couldn’t get comfortable. Almost subconsciously, they’d rub their dicks through their pants. Then pull their hand back. It was like they didn’t even know they were doing it.

The couple on screen went through a whole routine. After the tittyfuck, the black guy went down on the lonely housewife. She yipped and yelped and encouraged him as if she’d never felt pleasure in her life. The entire screen was filled with a close up shot of her shaved pussy. The guys tongue just flicked at her clit. At the same time he fucked her with his fingers.

By the time the movie couple got around to fucking, the boys on the couch were no longer being subtle. Each was rubbing at his own jeans. Leah glanced over at Vick a few times. But her real focus was on Ted. She scooted closer to him on the couch. And then she helped him rub his cock.

Ted put his hands on Leah’s shoulders and started pushing her to the floor. Then he unzipped and pulled out his cock. I couldn’t believe what was happening.

“I have to stop this,” I said to myself.

But I still didn’t want to intrude. At least that’s what I tried to tell myself. But deep down I knew I just wanted to watch. I was incredibly fascinated by the scene. I wanted to see what was happening. I was getting a dark thrill from playing the voyeur.

Leah tossed her head to throw her long, dyed blond hair back. She looked like a very young Heather Locklear. She reached for Ted’s cock.

Both boys kept looking at the screen and then back to Leah. The housewife’s husband had come home. But instead of being angry, he’d joined right in. Now he was tag teaming his wife with the big dicked delivery man.

Vick and I were in the same position. Both just voyeurs. But at least the couple knew he was in the room. I could see him rubbing his cock through his pants. We both watched Leah slide her tongue up and down Ted’s dick. He groaned and told her not to stop.

I felt dirty watching. But I didn’t want her to stop, either. I sat down in a chair and started rubbing myself through the fabric of my gown. I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning.

Even from the balcony I could tell that Ted had a real monster. Both thick and long. I thought back to a month earlier and my trip to the beach. I’d become obsessed with a boy after seeing the outline of a gargantuan cock in his swim trunks. I’d practically thrown myself at him. And feeling him inside me had been ever better than I imagined.

I wasn’t the only one impressed. Leah was practically worshiping at the alter of Ted’s big dick. She sucked on the head for a few seconds. Then went back to stroking him. Behind her, the scene had changed and some porn starlet was sucking on a huge white cock. Leah did her best imitation. She went up and down on Ted’s pole. Slurping and telling him how much she liked it.

She wasn’t the only imitating the film.

“Let me see those titties,” Ted commanded her.

Leah let go of his cock long enough to pull her top off and discard it on the floor. She had on a white bra with a floral pattern and lace trim.

“Lose that,” I heard Ted tell her.

She took off her bra. Ted grabbed each of her nipples between his fingers and bounced her big titties up and down. He pulled her closer and put a tit on each side of his cock.

“I wanna fuck those titties,” I heard him say.

Leah held them together and Ted rocked back and forth. His big, wet prick slid easily between them. I couldn’t imagine it actually felt good or exciting to Leah, but you couldn’t tell from the noise she was making. She sounded just like one of the actresses.

“Fuck my titties! Fuck my titties with your big cock!” she kept saying.

I couldn’t pull my eyes away. I pulled up my robe and gown and started rubbing my soaked panties. I felt like a bad person. Yet there was no way I could stop.

Poor Vick was just a spectator, too. He had a frustrated look on his face. There was an obvious tent in his pants. And he couldn’t do much to keep his hands off it.

“I want you inside me,” I heard Leah moan. It was a sultry little whine. “I want you to fuck me, Ted.”

He nodded and stood up. His freakish cock was standing straight up–well past his navel. Leah grabbed her shirt and bra off the floor and covered her titties–even though Vick had just gotten more than an eyeful.

“We’re going to use your room, dude,” I heard Ted say.

They scampered off down the hall.

I felt a tinge of disappointment. I’d wanted to watch them. I stopped rubbing my pussy for a second. Even though I was dying to get off.

Vick had to feel the same way. He looked annoyed. He sat there watching the porno with a hard on in his pants. I didn’t know what the situation was between the three of them. Maybe he’d hoped to get in on the action. Or at least watch. Or maybe they brought the girl over not knowing who she’d choose. In any case, it looked like Vick had lost out. The sound of grunting and a woman moaning were already starting to drift back down the hall. I thought about Ted and that big dick splitting the sexy little blond apart. I felt jealous.

I looked back down to the couch. Vick was an attractive kid. I was aching to fuck. And the sound of the young couple going at it in the other room wasn’t helping matters.

My mind started racing. I knew what I was thinking was terrible and wrong. And I’d promised myself that I was done with the impetuous flings.

But the only reason I’d done that is to look for a relationship. Something I couldn’t do if I spent every night in a bar chasing guys half my age.

I knew that Dr. Sam wasn’t the one. He was a great guy. But I wanted something more. I’d never placed much emphasis on sex in the past. It had always been decent in my relationships. And I didn’t think I needed more than that. But I was starting to realize that maybe I did. I wanted to be in a relationship. I wanted monogamy and a future. But I wanted it with a guy that would fuck me like it was his last day on earth. I couldn’t spend the next few years–or months, even–doing missionary by candlelight. Slow and tender wasn’t going to cut it. At least not all the time. And that seemed to be the only gear Sam had.

I started down the staircase. I knew that even if I was finished with Sam, there was something morally wrong about seducing his son. But I was horny. And Vick was right there–definitely looking dejected. And Sam would never find out. And, on some level, I liked how naughty it felt. I’d fucked a father and son both a month earlier at the beach. Although, in that case, I’d been with the son first. And he was in his early twenties. Vick was just 18.

I came up quietly behind him on the sofa. There was a moment of hesitation.

“Do I really want to do this?” I thought to myself.

But I pushed the thought out of my mind.

“Sounds like your friends are having a good time without you,” I said.

Vick jumped off the couch and spun around. He looked at me and back at the TV and then started to grab the remote.

“I…I didn’t know anyone was here,” he stammered. “Are you Chellee?”

I walked around the couch and took the remote from him. I muted the TV, but I didn’t turn it off.

“Yeah,” I said. “Your father got called into work and left me hear alone. I was trying to sleep…but it was hard to shut out the noise of people fucking.”

He started stammering and apologizing again. I put my hand on his chest and gently pushed him back to the couch.

“Don’t apologize for waking me up,” I said. “Apologize for being rude.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“All this sex happening…and nobody offering me any,” I said.

I gave him a little wink. He still wasn’t sure to make of the situation.

“My dad is going to kill me. Are you going to tell him?” he asked.

“Tell him what?” I asked. “That I sucked his son’s cock in the living room? Probably not.”

Vick’s eyes got huge. It was like he was playing the words back in his mind and trying to make sense of it all.

There was a mini-orgy going on behind us on the muted TV screen. Down the hall, Leah was moaning loudly. I could here a headboard cracking the wall. Ted was really giving it to her. And I was jealous.

“I can’t believe your friends left you out here all alone,” I said. “Again, just rude.”

I grabbed the sash on my robe and untied it. Then I shrugged out of the silky garment. Vick’s eyes wandered all over my body. He looked at the big lacy inlets in my gown. The one that showed my thighs and panties. And especially the one above my tits that showed off my cleavage.

I dropped to my knees in front of him.

“I bet you can make a woman scream louder than your buddy,” I said.

Vick just kept staring at me. His incredulous eyes went from my face to my titties.

“You know how to fuck?” I asked. “Or should I go wait in line for Ted?”

Vick quickly told me not to go. He jumped up and started pulling down his trousers.

“I wanna fuck you,” he said.

He had a nice, thick cock. Just like his dad. It wasn’t a giant like his buddy, but it was more than enough to please.

I stood up and put my hand on his chest. I gently pushed him onto the couch again.

“There’s no need to rush,” I said.

I took his cock in my hand.

“This is nice,” I said. “I bet you could please a woman better than your friend.”

Behind me there was a threesome going on in the movie. A ridiculously busty Indian girl was eating out a slim brunette while a generic big-dicked stud pounded her from behind. But Vick barely noticed. His eyes were on me. Mostly my tits.

“You want to see them?” I asked.

He nodded enthusiastically.

I smiled at him and slowly pulled down the left strap of my gown. And then the right. I let it hang there for just a second. Half my tits exposed. He was so excited that I thought he’d start panting like a dog. Then I pulled it down and completely exposed by double-D’s to him.

I cupped them in my pants and bounced them up and down.

“You like?” I asked.

He nodded again.

“You want to put your cock between them?”

“Yes,” he said.

I’d never been tittyfucked in my life. It had never even crossed my mind. But there was a thrill in the way he was mesmerized by my titties.

I got on my knees in front of him. I licked his cock up and down. Then I took his thick shaft between my lips. I got it nice and wet. Then I took my mouth off and replaced it with my tits. I squeezed them together firmly. He was just long enough that I could still tease his cum-hole with my tongue.

“Ohhh…” he said loudly.

“Go ahead,” I said to him. “Fuck them.”

He moved up and down. It was kind of a jerky motion at a weird angle. It did little for me in terms of physical pleasure, but I loved watching his reaction. He was grimacing. He looked intense. He moaned as he thrust his big cock up and down in between my huge titties. I grabbed my nipples and started bouncing them up and down. Causing even more friction. Vick moaned even louder. We kept going until was ready for more lubrication.

I kissed it again.

“You know,” I said. “You’ll get a better look at them if you stand up and I don’t have to lean over.”

He quickly got up off the couch. His cock was just above my lips. I looked up at him and smiled while I sucked his dick. I wrapped my left hand around the base of his shaft and jerked him off while I sucked. With my right hand, I grabbed my right nipple and played with my tit. Vick’s eyes were glued to the action.

He started moving his hips. Pumping his cock in between my lips. He slammed it into the back of my throat.

I started tugging him faster. I swirled my tongue around his swollen head.

“Oh…oh…I’m going to cum,” he said. He almost sounded distressed. Like he didn’t want it to end. As if there was any chance I’d be content just getting him off once.

He erupted in my mouth with huge gobs of cum. I caught the first few blasts, then pulled away so he could put some on my titties.

“I’m sorry,” he panted after a few seconds.

“Don’t be sorry,” I said. “Just make sure you get me off now.”

I got up on the couch and pulled my gown up. I nodded at my panties.

“Take them off,” I told Vick.

He eagerly pulled off my damp little undies and tossed them on the floor. I grabbed his head and pulled it between my thighs.

“Make me cum,” I said.

It was obviously not his first time. He went to work licking up and down my muff. He put a couple of fingers inside me.

I started moaning loudly. I was putting on a bit of a show. The noise in the other room had subsided, and I wanted them to hear us.

“Oh,” I cried out. “Oh. Eat my pussy, Vick. Eat my pussy.”

He licked at my clit and fingered my hole. He was good. But I made it sound like he was the world’s best.

“Oh! Oh!” I cried out. “You’re the best. It’s never been like this. Ohhhhhh! Lick my pussy, Vick.”

I twisted and toyed with my own nipples. I was aching for release. My thighs started trembling. Each touch of his hot little tongue sent bolts of electricity through my body.

“Oh fuck yes!” I called out. I came hard from Vick’s tongue and fingers. My whole body was filled with pleasure.

When I opened my eyes, I realized we had an audience. I didn’t know how long they’d been watching. Ted was in his boxers and obviously aroused. Leah and thrown back on her top–without a bra–and still had on her skirt. They were obviously both confused and intrigued. I looked right at her.

“Have you ever had Vick eat you out?” I asked. “He’s fucking amazing,” I said.

The girl just shook her head.

“Come here,” I said.

She was hesitant at first, but I kept encouraging her. I put a hand on her thighs and spread her legs. Then I reached beneath her skirt. Her pussy was totally bare–no panties, no hair. I couldn’t resist rubbing it a little. Leah was shocked, but she also moaned from my touch.

“Let Vick eat that pussy,” I said.

“I don’t know,” Leah responded. She looked back at Ted.

“You don’t need his permission,” I said quickly. Then to Vick: “get over here.”

He had a grin a mile wide on his face. I pushed Leah’s skirt up until her snatch was exposed. Vick buried his face in it. He followed that with a finger in her pussy.

Leah immediately started squirming. I looked at Ted. He was watching. He looked confused. Then he noticed my eyes on him.

“If we’re switching up, why don’t I do you?” he suggested confidently.

Unlike the majority of younger men I’d been with, Ted wasn’t deferential at all to my age. He had a swagger about him. Like any woman would swoon at the site of his dick. I knew I wouldn’t go the night without getting that big rod crammed inside me. But I didn’t want to give in that easily.

“I’m good,” I said. “Let’s just watch. You might pick up a pointer or two.”

Despite having just been fucked loudly for half an hour, Leah thrashed about like she’d never known the touch of a man. Vick was going to town at her cunt. His tongue wagged briskly over her clit. She threw her head back and closed her eyes.

“Oh shit!” she exclaimed. “Oh shit, yes!”

I reached over and lifted her top. She sat up and put her arms in the air so I could get it off. Her tits were spectacular. Not quite as large as mine, but shapely and soft. I took one of her nipples in my mouth.

Leah couldn’t stop squirming. She put both hands on Vick’s head and pushed him down on her pussy. She moaned loudly in my ear as I played with her tits. I pulled back and wrapped my arm around her. Then I brought her face to my exposed tits. She didn’t even hesitate. She started licking and kissing them. Vick pulled his face back and pounded the hell out of her pussy with his fingers. When he went back to her clit, it was all Leah could take. She buried her face in my titties and started groaning loudly. She almost convulsed as Vick licked at her cunt while she came.

Ted came over to the couch and sat down. He put an arm around me and started rubbing my tit.

“I can make you come like that, baby,” he said.

I shrugged him off.

“There’s a big bed up stairs. Why don’t we check that out?” I said to Leah and Vick.

“My dad’s room? That’s kind of weird,” Vick said.

“You don’t think it would be hot to tear up my pussy like a man?” I said to him.

We got up and started for the stairs. Leah seemed completely under my spell. Or maybe she just had a new appreciation for Vick. She didn’t even look back at Ted. We were half way up the stairs when he started following the three of us.

Ted boldly came up to me again in the bedroom. He wrapped his arm around me and tried to push my gown all the way off.

“You’re really sexy,” he said.

I’m sure it worked on high school girls, but I wasn’t giving in yet.

I pulled away from him and took Leah’s hand. I pulled her to the bed with me.

“Take your skirt off,” I said.

She unzipped it and tossed it on the floor. Her body was spectacular. She was so thin and had tiny hips and a tight little ass. Her stomach was perfectly flat. Yet she had those big titties. I put her hand on my hips and she pushed my night gown the rest of the way off.

“I’ve never been with a woman,” she said nervously. “Not all the way. I’ve always wanted to.”

I kissed her beautiful full lips. Her body was soft and sensual. I couldn’t stop rubbing it.

“You’re beautiful,” I said to her. “I want to see you get fucked.”

“OK,” she said.

Ted came towards the bed.

“By Vick,” I added. “I want to watch Vick fuck you.”

Leah smiled and waved Vick over. He quickly stripped off his clothes. He was rock hard again.

He got between her thighs and started giving it to her slow. Like a metronome, he was slow and steady. Just like his dad.

“Give it to her,” I said. “Fuck her like you need it.”

He sped up. Leah responded immediately. She moaned loudly, just like she had earlier for Ted. She came quickly, but only wanted more. She pushed Vick back.

“I like it from behind,” she said. She glanced at me, like looking for approval from mom. I nodded my consent.

The whole bad started shaking when Vick pounded her doggie style. I couldn’t keep my hands off my pussy. It was extremely hot. Ted noticed my dilemma and once again made a move. He dropped his shorts and got next to me in bed. Up close, his cock was gorgeous. I wanted to feel it tearing me apart. But not yet.

“Not me,” I said. “Her.”

He looked at Vick and went to push him out of the way.

“No. Up front,” I said.

Leah quickly got the idea and directed Ted to her mouth. He started fucking her face. Vick kept pounding away behind. It was incredible. The two sexy boys were covered in sweat. They’re faces were both locked in concentration. And Leah’s body bounced back and forth between them. Her titties swung violently. She used one hand to balance. The other was frantically rubbing her own clit. There was no way she could get all of Ted in her mouth. So I wrapped my hand around the base and started tugging.

“Ohhhh….fuck!” Ted groaned.

Vick was just grunting. And Leah was making unintelligible sounds with her mouth jammed full of Ted’s dick.

The room was echoing with the sounds of Vick slamming it into Leah’s gash. The headboard was slamming into the wall–something Vick’s dad hadn’t come close to doing with me earlier. I rubbed my pussy with my left hand and jerked Ted with the right. Leah rubbed her own pussy faster. Then she started shaking. She pulled her mouth back off Ted’s monster and collapsed face first into the bed. She came hard. And Vick just kept drilling her.

I replaced Leah’s mouth with my own on Ted’s big prick. I wrapped both hands around the base and tugged as fast as I could. I was dying to make him pop. He bucked his hips and tried to force more down my throat. And then he grunted and exploded. His hot cum erupted into my mouth. I swallowed up every drop.

Leah’s was so wobbly that she couldn’t even lift her face up. She was screaming loudly with pleasure. She started rubbing her pussy again.

“Uh…Uh…uh….” Vick was almost whimpering. And then he let out a visceral shout as he filled her pussy up with his jizz.

Leah kept rubbing at her own cunt. When Vick pulled out, she stopped long enough to roll onto her back. Then she started touching herself again.

I got between her thighs and pushed her hand away. And then I replaced it with my face. Her pussy was heavenly. I could taste her sex mixed with Vick’s nut–and maybe even Ted’s from earlier. I took the Dr. Sam approach to pleasure–licking her nice and slow and refusing to speed up. The same way he’d fucked me at the beginning of the night. Every time Leah put her on her clit I pushed it away. I knew that I was building her into a frenzy. And I wanted to give her an earth-shattering orgasm. Both the boys watched as deliberately teased Leah with tongue.

“Please…” she started to whimper. “Please…I need to…”

She tried to touch herself again, but I pushed her hand aside.

“Somebody touch my titties!” she said. Vick went for the left and Ted got the right. They both sucked on her nipples. I kept sucking on her cunt. Her knees were starting to tremble. She was almost crying from a mix of pleasure and need. Finally, I sped up just a little. I thought about putting my finger in her pussy. But instead I slid it in her ass.

Leah yelped with pleasure as she climaxed. Her body spasms as if she were having a seizure. The boys backed away while I kept gently licking her slit.

I slid up next to her so our faces were inches apart.

“Was that good?” I asked.

She just kissed me. She licked at my lips. I knew she could taste her own juices on me. We embraced one another tightly. On my two previous experiences, the women I’d been with were slender with small breasts. Leah was the first buxom girl I’d been with. I loved the way our big titties clashed and rubbed together. We made out like high school kids. I still felt that she had the look of tramp. But she was fucking hot. And incredibly sensual. And her touch drove me wild. We sucked and played with one another’s tits. I pulled her hand between my thighs. She was tentative at first. But she quickly figured it out. She worked her fingers in and out. Her thumb was on my clit.

“You’re so hot,” I whispered to her. “You’re going to make me cum.”

I squeezed my legs tightly around her hand. I moaned softly in her ear as waves of pleasure washed through me.

“Don’t stop,” I begged even after the orgasm.

“I want to lick it,” she said.

She buried her face in my hot little cooch. Leah had no interest in teasing the way I had. She lapped it at like a dog does water. She was a natural. Even better than Vick had been.

I came hard with her eating my cunny. Then she finger-banged me and licked my clit until I came again.

The boys were just watching patiently. Both of them had huge boners. I couldn’t decide who I wanted more. I needed to feel Ted’s big dick. But I was still sympathetic to Vick and the way they’d abandoned him earlier.

Of course, I could see the appeal of wanting to have Leah all alone. It was like she was born to fuck.

I wrapped my arm around Vick.

“Fuck me the way your dad never could,” I said.

His fat cock felt amazing going in me.

“Fuck me hard. Fuck me hard,” I kept pleading.

He was like a machine between my legs. The boy–21 years younger than me–took command of my body like he owned it. I was yelping just like Leah in a matter of seconds. I’d been aching for cock for hours. And just having him pounding away in my cunt was enough to get me off quickly.

Leah started sucking on my titties while Vick kept giving it to me. At the same time, Ted buried his face in her twat. Vick was trying to soak in the entire spectacle. He went faster and faster. I couldn’t believe his energy. His moans got high pitched and frantic again. A second later, he blew. Unlike his dad, Vick was filling up a rubber. He creamed all in my pussy. I rubbed my clit a few times and came from sensory overload.

I waited for Ted to get Leah off with his tongue. And then I pushed him away. I rolled on top of her again. We rubbed each other’s titties and kissed. I went down to her cunt again. I made eye contact with Ted and nodded back toward my raised hips. He got the message.

Getting that big dick inside me was like waking up on Christmas morning as a kid. I’d been anticipating it all night. And it didn’t disappoint. I felt stretched to my limit. Ted started hammering away. I tried to focus on Leah’s twat. I fingered and kissed it. But I didn’t have near enough focus to do the job I wanted. She rubbed at her own clit to help me out. Then she pulled away and started focusing on Vick. He wasn’t hard again yet, but I knew a little oral attention could get him there quickly. Young men are incredible!

I was grunting like an animal on all fours. Ted really knew how to fuck. I knew why Leah had been so loud earlier. Between his size and technique, there was nothing to complain about. A few minutes later and Leah was right next to me on her back. Vick had her legs up over his shoulder. And he was back in her cunt.

The two teenagers fucked us in rhythm. We were only inches apart. We both came multiple times. When Ted finally blew his big load inside of me, I was a whimpering mess. Just completely destroyed.

I watched Vick keep fucking Leah for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn’t believe his stamina. Or her ability to keep taking dick all night long. He pulled out at the last second and creamed all over her stomach.

The four of us were spent. I wrapped my arms around Leah and we just fondled each other and flirted all night. Eventually, Leah and Ted had to go–both apparently had curfews they’d broken and had to sneak in before their parents found out.

Vick and I fucked one more time before he went off to bed in his own room. His dad wouldn’t be home for hours. But neither of us wanted to risk falling asleep together.

Sam came home and made me breakfast the next morning. And then we had sex for the last time. I guess on some level I was hoping that he would change it up. But it was the same as before. Missionary. Tender. Slow and steady. After a night of being pounded relentlessly, I was bored and had to fake it to get off.

I ended things with him a few days later. I had a BS story about not being ready for a relationship.

I’ve been fortunate enough to not run into him–or either of the boys since.

But I did get Leah’s cell phone number that night before she left…..

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