In the aftermath of my homecoming, things were surprisingly smooth most days. I made Hannah tell me everything that had happened. Turned out she had wanted to fuck Juice again several times after the tape, but had resisted; I had my doubts, but so she claimed. I was in jail at the time, and really could do nothing about it, and was thankful I didn’t have a clue at the time, because I would not have handled it well. When she had finished recounting her sins to me, I laid out for her what my expectations were. I knew her situation, limited skills, limit desire, she was not heading far in life, and she knew it. Her best asset was her ass, and she had been riding on it for quite a long time: this was likely no different. Though I had been in jail, I had a career ahead of me, and one that was growing more lucrative as a software engineer. Hannah wanted the white picket fence, and 3 kids, two cars a dog. I told her I would give her everything she could ever want and more: ensure she and our children were always taken care of, but she would have to be sure to take care of me.
Juice had vacated about a week before I was due home, but he was still living in town, and I when she asked what I meant by “taking care of me” I insisted she invite him for dinner so I could show her. She was incredibly hesitant at first, and he was more than a little reluctant, but arrangement was made for him to come the following evening. The next day I took her and the baby out shopping, bought several new outfits for both of them, including a perfect little dress for Hannah to wear. On the way home from the mall I stopped at the grocery store and bought steaks, beer and other items for a decent barbecue and headed home.
Hannah’s sister Heather came to pick the baby up around 4, and hung out for a little bit before taking the baby for a walk and then home to her house for the evening. I could tell Hannah was nervous. She couldn’t stop talking to her sister, and now that she had left, she could not sit still. She kept looking around, then looking at me, then at her watch, and back at me. I sent her to change into the dress I had bought. It was the height of summer and our little apartment had only two AC units, one in the bedroom and one in the Den. Everywhere else was sweltering. Our apartment was the bottom half of a duplex, and it had a nice back yard, and a small screened in porch, which had a TV and couches and was great for breeze in the summer, and we would shutter for the winter and put a space heater out.
I was in the kitchen, prepping the steaks, making a salad and getting corn shucked and ready for the fire. I moved to the sink to wash my hands, and saw her come down the hall, in her new dress, it was much too small, and clung to her, her fat bottom was nearly popping out below, and her swollen breasts where popping out the top. It was a little summer frock, and was never intended to cover much, and two sizes to small it did not disappoint. She tried not to show her nervousness as she walked and when she looked at me quizzically i beckoned her to me. I kissed her gently on the cheek and then on the lips, grabbing her ass as I did. “I love you Hannah. You have nothing to worry about love.” She relaxed a little, letting my hand sink further into its grip on her. “Why don’t you have a seat at the table love” I said, beckoning toward the kitchen table. It was one of the few nice pieces of furniture we owned, and near antique dinning room table with the sleeves removed: it was comfy for up to six to sit around.
I had arranged the table with one chair at either end, and a third in the middle. I lead her to the middle seat, and nodded for her to sit. As she carefully placed her ample bottom in the chair, trying not to pop out of her dress as she did, I moved behind her to push the chair in. Then slid my hands to her shoulders and massaged them just a little. Our son was only a few months old, and she was still breast feeding. Her normally C cup breasts were a full D and currently swollen. I slid a hand inside grabbing her luscious melon and squeezing playfully, then gripping her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and rolled and squeezed till she began to lactate a little.
I smiled, and removed my hand from her dress, leaving her nipple partly exposed, slid my hands down to her wrists, and deftly grabbed them together, and with the handcuffs secreted in my back pocket, secured her to the back of the chair. She squirmed a little, but knew already this was pointless. I could tell she was nervous, but could also tell from the way she squirmed that she was horny and wet and trying to get off on the chair. A few hours earlier I had glued a golf ball to the chair under the pillow and its hard lump was positioned right beneath her fat clit. I kissed her gently on the cheek, then down her neck, I pulled her engorged right breast out completely and wrapped my lips tightly around her thick pink nipple, and sucked down hard, pulling a long shot of her sweet milk into my mouth. “Delicious,” I said, “Gotta start the fire” and headed out the door to the back yard, leaving her half naked and wanting.
I saw him first out of the corner of my eye, his big frame was hard to miss, even in the periphery. He was coming down the block and was about to head up the front stoop when he saw me at the BBQ and waved. I waved back and called him over. We were not close friends in high school, but I had known him since kindergarten, better really than most. He was overly chummy now, but I don’t think he knew that I knew at that time: I would not let Hannah tell him. We shook hands and I offered him a beer from the cooler by the grill. Opening it for him, I handed it over and toasted him with a fresh one of my own. “Good to see you Juls” I said. It was both and inside joke and an old school nickname, from long before he became “The Juice”. “How’s life?” He nodded, and tipped back the beer. “Can’t complain I guess, how about you?” He asked, “Glad to be out of the big house?”. I laughed, “I mean, you have to ask?” We both laughed a bit. I looked him up and down, and then hard in the eye. “I saw the tape Juls”
He half froze, beer at his lips, and then finished his sip. He met my gaze, trying to size the situation up I guess. I think for a moment he was actually nervous. I just smiled, “It’s cool bro, I can’t blame you, she’s a good fuck” and I turned back to the grill for a moment. He grunted a little and then said “Ya.. that she is, speaking of which? Where is Hannah?” I flipped the steaks one last time, and through them on the serving plate, along with the corn and turned off the gas on the grill. “She’s inside” I said, beckoning to the back door “Steaks are ready, lets go in” He moved to the door and held it open, letting me in, and followed me to the kitchen, where Hannah was seated across the table facing us.
Her dress was still partly down at top, with the dark red of her areola showing and a little bit of a wet stain on the front where her nipples were dripping. She had been working herself into a frenzy on the golf ball, her dress was up around her waist, her legs akimbo, she was exposed and rubbing her clit against the hard pommel of the ball. She looked up with a bit of fire in her eyes. Frenzied lust of frustration and burning desires. “Have a seat” I said, putting the tray on the table, and beckoning toward the open chair. “She likes your dick you know” I said. “Told me she has never been fucked quite so good”
He was not sure what to do. I could see the confusion in his eyes. I think he was waiting for me to pull out the shotgun or something. I motioned again for him to sit, and served him a plate, and then myself. “Dig in” I said as I sat. The steaks were perfect, pink in the center, nice crust on the outside. I ate for a bit silently. Watching them both. I could see the wheels turning in his head. Taking another swallow from the beer bottle, I stood and moved to Hannah’s side. She had been frozen, silent, trying not to look at him. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I asked. He nodded slowly. “Perfect tits” I said, reaching down and popping the left out to joint the right on top of her dress. It flopped out perfectly, bouncing and heavy with milk. I could see them dripping a bit. Juice was all eyes now, on her and those perfect swollen jugs. I gripped her nipples from behind, and let a few drops drip from each, letting the drip down her tits and onto her dress. I could see he was squirming now, having a hard time sitting.
I kissed her gently on the cheek, and slid my hands to her thighs, pulling her back from the table a bit and turning the chair to ensure he had a perfect view. I spread her thighs apart wide. When she was excited her pussy would get a bright red, when she was near climax it would get to a deep, angry, engorged purple. “And just look at that perfect purple pussy” I said. I reached between her legs, squeezing her clit hard between my fingers. Hannah had a truly big clit, it looked like an angry purple thumb at the top of her fat pussy. She groaned hard as I squeezed. I looked Juice in the eyes. “She is primed and waiting” I said. He looked at me, still processing, wheels still turning. “Adam… ” he stammered a bit. “I… I.. Look bro, it just happened”. I smiled, “Relax Juls. I ain’t mad bro. I invite you here because she needs a good fucking, and I want you to give it to her, only this time, I want to watch and work the camera.”
I pulled the cuff key from my pocket, and released Hannah from her bonds. She was overcome, and dropped immediately to her knees, inching towards him. “Go on” I said, “Whip it out”. I reached to the counter and grabbed the HandyCam, turning it on. He was still a bit hesitant, but fixed on her leaking, swollen tits and her angry purple pussy. She got close enough to get a hand on his crotch, and I could see his thick member in outline in his shorts. She dragged them down hurriedly and his dick sprang forth, nearly slapping her in the mouth. It was even more impressive in person, than it had been on film. Her mouth was already on it, sucking down the head, she put a hand on his ass pulling him in deeper, hungrily gobbling down his cock in big greedy mouthfuls. I moved back round the table toward them, keeping the camera on the action, I grabbed Hannah by the hair, “On the chair, whore!” I said, guiding her up onto the chair, and bending her over, exposing that perfect fat apple bottom. “She needs a good fucking” I said.
Juice stopped hesitating and without another though grabbed hold of her ass with both hand and guided his monster cock deep into her engorge cum-hole. I got around behind so I could watch. His massive shaft was stretching her pussy to its limit, her swollen purple lips where gripping on his dark shaft, opening up and enveloping him. She arched her back further and began to buck back into him. She was moaning and grunting. I lifted her face a little to the camera. “You like that dick in you? You like that fat black cock spreading you open?” …. “Ye..ye… yesssss… o goooodd yessssssss” I spit in her face, “Course you do! She’s a perfect little whore” I said. “Isn’t she?”. I smacked her ass a few times, and spread her cheek to get another good shot of that big dick pushing into her. “Give it to her good” She likes it in deep. As if to encourage she lifted her ass higher and Juice obliged by sinking himself down to the hilt, his big black balls slapping her thick clit.
She started to wail and grunt, and then let out a deep guttural groan, and a hot load of cum came squirting out of her, soaking Juice, the chair, the carpet, and the table in her cum. He was grunting now too and riding her pussy hard and deep. I reached down and spread her cheeks wide apart. “Gape it bitch” I said, and on command her tight little asshole began to open and relax and for a perfect dark O. Juice was transfixed. “She likes it up the ass too” I said, and with no further coaxing he pulled out of her soppy pussy and shoved his meat missile right up her waiting shitter. She started to buck and moan and scream like whore. Juice grabbed her cheeks and started really fucking her asshole good and deep. I pulled my dick from my pants and began smacking Hannah’s moaning face and mouth, and then jammed my cock down her gullet. I wasn’t Juice, but at 8 inches I was packing a decent handful, and I loved to choke and gag her with it.
Juice let out a finally deep grunt and started cumming deep up in her ass. The explosion made her buck forward violently on my cock, and it went all the way down her throat. He was still cumming shoving her forward, and I grabbed her head, forcing my dick deep into her gullet and blew my own hot load into her throat. She was gagging, and bucking and on the edge of passing out, when I finally let her go. Juice pulled out and sat down in the chair. I pulled my dick back in my pants, and putting the camera down on the table, offered Hannah a hand of the chair, helped to arrange her dress back into a more presentable placement, and seated her back in her chair. She was dizzy still, and swaying a little, trying to catch her breath. Juice was also seemingly spent. I sat back in my chair and started finishing my steak. I got up briefly to grab another beer and offered one to Juice, but he declined.
“Its good to be home” I said, “And good to have good friends around” I raised by bottle in the air and toasted them both before taking a large swig. “I think we are going to have a lot of fun together”. They both seemed to nervously smile at that. After a few minutes of rest we all moved to the den and put the TV on. I stripped Hannah’s dress off over her head and told her to go get Juice hard again. We spent the rest of the evening taking turns fucking her, switching from hole to hole, until we were all to tired for more. Hannah fell asleep in my arms, with Juice lain out next to her. It was oddly comfortable. The next morning I had planned to give her another good double team, and perhaps a DP, but I woke to find that Juice has left in the middle of the night. I tried several times to reach him over the next few weeks, and then later heard that he had moved out of state, having finally landed a job he had been waiting for. I was a little sad, though I am not quite sure why.
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