It’s an average Thursday afternoon. I’ve just finished work for the day. Daughter’s away at her mom’s. I’m making a pot of chili to freeze later. You had texted me earlier, asking if you could come over. I said sure. I’ve just set the pot to simmer for a few hours, when the doorbell rings. I open the door to find you, and another girl your age I don’t recognize.
“Hi Mr. Ellis! This is Sarah. I hope you don’t mind, but after I told her about my last visit, she begged to come over with me.” you say.
My brow furrows at the unexpected visitor. I regard Sarah – petite, about 5 feet tall, brunette. Same school uniform as you, but she’s wearing a pair of Converse, as opposed to your Doc Martens.
“A little warning might have been nice, Emma. Come inside.” I say, and motion for you both to enter.
“Thanks!” Sarah says, and you both traipse in.
We enter the living room, and I sit on the sofa. The same one I defiled you on last week.
“Your house is cool, Mr. Ellis! Something sure smells good!” says Sarah, settling into a chair.
“Thank you. I’m making chili. It’s got a few hours to go. So, what can I do for you girls?” I ask.
You, having sat next to me on the sofa, blush, and say nothing.
Sarah is a bit bolder. She says, “Well, Emma told me how much she liked visiting you last week, and I thought I might like it too.”
“Seems my house is turning into a home for wayward teenage sluts.” I say, bemused. “Well, I can’t be expected to perform on command. Why don’t the two of you provide me with some inspiration first.”
You look a little confused as to my meaning. Sarah’s eyes light up at my suggestion, and I motion her to come over to you. She does so, takes you by the hand to get you to stand up from the couch, leans in, and kisses you. It’s quite a sight to behold. You seem almost shocked by what’s occurring, but Sarah is clearly very eager. She kisses you tenderly, taking your head in her hands. That tenderness soon turns to hunger, as her hands stray lower, groping at your breasts. You let out little sighs between kisses, and Sarah begins to work her way lower, nipping at your neck. As she does, I reach up to grope your ass, my hand bumping against that now-familiar vibrating buttplug, which you entirely unsurprisingly wore the whole way here. I smile slightly, locate the control button, and turn it on, causing you to gasp as Sarah is frantically unbuttoning your shirt. I stand up, move behind Sarah, and start roughly fondling her breasts, right as she is leaning over to take one of your nipples into her mouth.
“You like her, don’t you?” I say softly in Sarah’s ear.
“Mmm…yes!” Sarah says, between nibbles.
“I can tell. You’ve liked her for a while.” I say.
“…yes. I’ve had a crush on her for years!” Sarah confesses, then dives back into your breasts.
You seem a bit shocked at this revelation, and you blush fiercely. Sarah seems to have redoubled her efforts, having been unburdened of her secret. She drops to her knees, pulls your panties down in one fluid motion, and immediately shoves her face into your hairless pussy. You moan, part your legs a bit, and tangle your hands into her hair, allowing the sensations to overcome your shock.
“We can’t let Emma have all the fun, can we?” I say, unbuckling my belt, and taking my now-erect cock out of my pants.
“Fuck! You weren’t kidding, Emma! That’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen!” Sarah says, turning from her oral efforts on you. Her face is glistening with your juices, and her mouth hangs open. I take the opportunity to shove the head of my cock into her mouth, and she moans appreciatively, wrapping her hand around the base. She betrays her true affections, however, and keeps her other hand between your legs, rubbing your clit. I place my hand around your throat, and use it to direct you onto your knees next to her.
“I hope you’ve been practicing on your dildo like I told you to, Emma.” I say.
“I have been, Mr. Ellis.” you say, looking almost jealously at your friend sucking my cock.
“Show me, then.” I say, as I pull my cock out of Sarah’s mouth with a pop. You tentatively reach out your hand to encircle my cock, and take me into your mouth. You take a few strokes to get used to it, then with no small amount of effort, you remove your hand and force me into your throat. I hear you gag, but you are undeterred from your goal. Sarah watches on, her face displaying how impressed she is at your newfound abilities. You continue to struggle to take the full nine inches of my cock down your throat. You almost succeed, but can’t seem to get more than about 3/4 in.
“Good girl, Emma, but you clearly have a ways to go.” I say. “You’ll need to keep practicing. Why don’t we all go upstairs?”
You both seem eager at this prospect, and practically sprint up to my bedroom. Once there, Sarah wastes no time stripping herself and you of your remaining clothing, and practically tackles you onto the bed, peppering you with kisses as she works her way back down to your clit. I disrobe at a more leisurely pace, appreciating the scene of two teenaged sluts fucking on my bed. Once I’ve removed my clothes, I move behind Sarah on the bed, and line my cock up with her cunt. I push the head into her, and she groans in delight into your pussy. As I fully enter her, her groans increase in pitch.
“FUCK, that cock feels amazing!” Sarah yelps, as I begin to pump my cock in and out of her pussy. I see her using her hand between your legs, and I hear the buzzing of your buttplug increase in intensity as she adjusts the controls. You squeal in pleasure, and I see her put two of her fingers into you. She licks frantically at your clit, all the while stroking with her fingers. Her ministrations soon bring you to an explosive orgasm, as you drench her face with your juices. I see you disengage with her, and take a moment to catch your breath, before sliding down off the bed and moving your face to hers. You begin to kiss her, but soon, your sluttier instincts take over, and you start licking her face. You confessed to me that you love the taste of your own pussy, and that trait is on full display now, as you clean her completely of your taste with your tongue. Sarah, clearly not minding the attention, begins to push back against my cock harder. I see your hand reach down between her legs and begin stroking her clit, causing her to groan appreciatively. Before long, I feel her cunt tighten around me, as she shrieks out her own orgasm. She collapses forward, and takes a moment to catch her breath. As she does, you move back onto the bed and begin to suck my cock some more.
“Hmm, you’re definitely sucking me more vigorously than you did before, Emma. Do you like sucking your friend’s cunt off me?” I ask. “I think that rather than you liking the taste of your own pussy, you just plain like pussy.”
“Well I intend to put that to the test!” Sarah says, flashing a devilish grin.
I’ve never seen someone blush with a cock down her throat before. You never fail to surprise me.
“So Sarah, this visit seems to be your idea. What would you like to do now?” I ask.
Sarah’s eyes light up once more. “Give me one minute! I’ll be right back!” she says, and dashes out of the bedroom, and down the stairs. You, oblivious to this, continue jamming my cock into your throat. She returns about a minute later, carrying a pink dildo and harness in her left hand, and a bottle of lube in her right.
“I hope you didn’t flash my neighbors, slut. What do you intend to do with that?” I ask.
“I want to see her take your cock in her ass, but I really want to fuck her too.” she says.
“That can be arranged. Put it on.” I say. She complies, and a few seconds later, she is now sporting a respectable pink cock. Slightly smaller than mine, but it will do the job. I grab you by the hair, pull your mouth off my cock, and motion for her to lay on the bed. She does so, and gives you your first opportunity to see her toy. Your eyes go wide.
“When did you get that?” you ask, bewildered.
“Last year…I was hoping to use it on you.” she admits.
“Well now you’re going to get your chance. Ride her, Emma.” I order.
“Yes, Sir.” you say, as you straddle your friend and slide her cock into your drenched pussy. Sarah pulls your face down to hers and resumes kissing you feverishly, as you bounce your hips up and down on her dildo. I pull the plug out of your ass, grab the bottle of lube Sarah had left on the bedside table, apply some to my cock, and some more to your asshole. I place my hand on the small of your back to calm your movements, and Sarah breaks away from the kiss to study your face when she feels my weight on the bed. I slowly push my cock into your tight little ass, eliciting a whine from you. I look over to Sarah as I go deeper, and she is clearly enraptured by your reaction.
“How does it feel?” she asks you.
“Urgh….so full.” you grunt, as I reach my full depth. I withdraw a bit, then begin thrusting. Sarah takes this cue and starts thrusts of her own. We slide into and out of your holes, and after only a few seconds, I feel you tense with your first orgasm.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Sarah says, admiringly. We continue pounding your holes, and quickly fall into rhythm with each other. Sarah maneuvers her hand down to your clit, and starts stroking it.
“Fuck…coming again.” you manage to gasp, as another orgasm wracks your body. You frantically grasp at the air, and desperately kiss your friend as you moan in ecstasy. I feel my own getting closer, so I pull out of your ass, move off the bed, and offer my cock to your willing mouth. You greedily suck at it. Sarah looks a bit put off at the idea of sucking a cock that’s just come out of your ass. You, being a dirty whore, have no such qualms.
“Suck it with her, you filthy slut.” I command. Sarah, hesitantly at first, starts kissing the side of my cock, as you enthusiastically suck the head. Before long, her enthusiasm matches yours, and your tongues snake around the length of my shaft together, occasionally meeting for a kiss. I don’t last too much longer, and before long, I unload ropes of come into both your open mouths, and over your faces. As I withdraw, the two of you tenderly lick my come off each other’s faces, kissing all the while. Sarah, cock still in your pussy, takes the initiative, rolls you onto your back, and fucks you to one last orgasm. I, now recovered from mine, find my clothes and put them back on.
“Ok, you’ve had your fun. Clothes on, and out of my house, sluts.” I say, sternly. The two of you disengage from each other and comply, gathering your garments, and putting them on. I follow you down the stairs, and you each kiss me on the cheek on your way out the door.
“Thanks, Mr. Ellis! That was a lot of fun!” Sarah says.
“Yes, thank you, Sir.” you say, as I close the door behind you.
I lean against the wall and heave a sigh, then head back to the kitchen to check on the chili, which is now done and ready for freezing. As good a way to kill simmering time as any, I suppose.
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