By the time Jacob and Samantha arrived at the cabin, the sun was setting. They had to move quick to bring some firewood inside, get a fire started, and prepare dinner. Jacob watched Samantha prepare the fireplace. Her thong jetted out over the back of her pants. He caught himself staring.
“Hey, could you …” Samantha said. She stopped short when she noticed him starring. “See something you like?”
He chuckled and nodded. Samantha smirked and stood up slowly. She unbuttoned her pants and dropped them to her ankles. She got back down on her hands and knees to tend to the fireplace. Jacob watched as she pulled her thong to the side. Her pussy lips and asshole were on full display.
His cock swelled. He shook his head in disbelief.
Dinner could wait. He stepped out of his pants and walked over to Samantha. He got down behind her and spat on her asshole as he slid his cock into her wet cunt. He put his left hand on her hip and slid his thumb inside of her asshole, pumping in and out.
Samantha grunted and moaned as she continued to tend to the fire, crumbling up some newspaper.
“OH!” She shouted. “Oh godfuck. Right — right there!”
She grabbed a lighter and touched it to the paper. It went up and pretty soon, the kindling was cracking. He pulled his soaking wet cock from her cunt. She flipped over. He crawled on top of her and put his finger that was inside of her asshole into her mouth. She sucked. They kissed as he pumped in and out. He took off her top. He pulled her bra down and sucked on her nipples.
She rubbed her clit.
“Fuck me. Harder!” She shouted.
The fire was roaring. They were sweating. The heat touched their bodies. Jacob stood up. Samantha noticed his wet cock glistening in the firelight. She crawled onto her knees. He put his hands on her temples, held her head firmly in place and began to vigorously fuck her throat. Her eyes bulged. Saliva splattered onto his stomach and ran down her chin and onto her tits.
She gagged herself on his cock. She pinched her own nostrils shut and held herself onto his cock until she retched and gagged, spilling a large puddle of saliva onto the floor. Jacob collapsed onto the sofa. She straddled him and rode him as fast as she could. He slapped her ass. He felt her pussy lips grip his cock. She was creamy. Wet. She moaned. She pressed her tits into his face. She groaned. She rode, bouncing. Faster and faster. Her thighs slapped his muscular quads. Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack.
She bounced. Her hair waving, flowing perfectly, as if it was in slow motion.
“My ass!” She grunted.
She pulled herself off of his cock and repositioned his cock. She could feel it touching her asshole. There was no need for lube. His cock was sufficiently slathered in her juices. She pushed, opening her asshole on her own as she pressed down onto his cock. Her anus was tighter than he could have ever imagined.
She eased herself down. Slowly.
“My god I can feel every inch of you inside of me,” she moaned as she leaned down and sucked on his ear.
She rode him slowly. When she finally pulled out, he reached behind and pulled her asshole apart, gaping it.
“Keep it open,” Jacob grunted.
He repositioned Samantha, standing, bent over the arm of the sofa. He stuck his cock into her asshole and pumped ten times. He pulled out and slid into her cunt and pumped for ten times. And then he walked around to the other side of the sofa and jammed his cock into her throat and pumped several more times.
“How’s your pussy and ass taste?”
“So fucking good!”
He walked behind her again, but instead of putting his cock back inside of her, he leaned down and ate her asshole and pussy.
“Rub your clit while I eat your asshole,” he said.
She did as instructed, touching herself. She began to fidget and squirm as he ate her ass. He pressed his tongue deep inside of her. She howled as she brought herself to a climax. She collapsed, writhing on the sofa in delight.
“Get on your knees,” Jacob grunted.
“In second,” Samantha said.
She walked into the kitchen. Jacob watched her ass as she walked away. It was perfect. Round, juicy. He wanted to slap it. She opened a cabinet and pulled out a very large Mason jar. She returned and got onto her knees.
“Fuck my throat. Hard.”
Jacob grabbed her head and began to pound his cock down her throat. He was powerful. Relentless. Samantha gagged and squirmed. She seemed to enjoy it. She retched and pulled his hard cock from her throat and leaned over the jar. She opened her mouth and filled the jar a quarter of the way with thick, heavy saliva.
“Again!” She shouted. “AGAIN!”
He jammed himself down her throat. She retched and gag puked into the jar a second time. More saliva. Jacob caught a handful and smeared it across her face.
“You’re such a fucking slut!” He shouted.
“You love it, don’t you!!” She screamed with a giggle.
“I fucking love it. Open your whore throat!”
She did as instructed. He gagged her and watched her drool a mountain of saliva into the cup. She lowered the cup between her legs. Jacob watched, confused at first. And then immediately delighted as she began to urinate in the cup. She filled it up almost to the top with warm pee.
“Oh my god,” Jacob groaned. “You make me want to cum.”
“Cum in the jar,” she pleaded.
Jacob nodded and began to fuck her throat. He fucked it as hard as he could and then, just as he was about to ejaculate, he pulled out and blew a thick, heavy load into the mason jar. His cum was powerful and hot and a little missed the jar and landed on her tits. He kept cumming and cumming into the mason jar while Samantha nodded.
He shook his head in disbelief.
“No way,” he said.
“Did you like that?”
“I love it,” he said. He leaned down and kissed her as she held the warm jar full of saliva, piss, and cum.
“Go into the kitchen. Third drawer on the left. Get the funnel.”
FUNNEL? Jacob thought. You’ve gotta be kidding. He rushed to the kitchen and grabbed the funnel. It was exactly where she said it’d be. When he returned, he found Samantha on her hands and knees, face down, ass up.
“Put the funnel in my asshole,” she begged.
Jacob eased the funnel into her asshole. He picked up the jar from the floor and began to pour the contents into her asshole. Once the jar was completely empty, Samantha stood up slowly. She squatted over the funnel and pushed the liquid out of her asshole, filling the mason jar back up.
Jacob’s cock began to get hard again.
“I love 18 year old cock,” Samantha said, touching his hard cock as she pissed the cum, piss, and saliva out of her asshole and into the jar.
There was no way this was happening. Once the jar was completely full again, Samantha poured the contents over her head, soaking her air, drinking some of the contents as it filled her mouth. She gargled. She gulped. She kept pouring.
“No. Fucking. Way,” Jacob said.
Samantha was gasping, out of breath, giggling, laughing, a shiny, saliva and piss soaked mess. She put the jar on the floor and looked up to Jacob.
“Hungry?” He asked.
“Just famished,” she said.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gobv0c/watching_my_neighbor_pee_pt_3_mf_anal_oral
so fucking hot
Great, cant wait to hear what went on for the rest of the weekend!
I’ve known forever that I had a cum fetish. And for a long time that I also had a more generalized “bodily fluids” fetish. I have *never* read a story that catered to that particular fetish more than this one!
And sure, Sam may be hungry, but DAMN, that girl’s gotta need to hydrate!