Author: Fiftyandclueless

Neanderthal Nookie – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut Story [mmff] [sci fi] [historical]

48,000 BCE Western Europe

“Really wild country,” was Jessica’s first thought, as her eyes open on a new world, one she would inhabit for the next three hours. She stood up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; and reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

Jessica looked around. She was in a thick forest, with streams of sun flickering through the moving spackle of overhead foliage, tall phallic-looking trees, and below pleasant grass and low bush as far as the eye could see. To her left she took note of a large outcropping of natural granite, disappearing up into the trees. It caught her interest because she knew that the area was populated with granite mini-crags, often chock full of caves and grottos. Indeed that was her reason for coming to this time and place- to visit the inhabitants of those grottos, the Neanderthal cavemen of ancient Spain, those artistic primitives who had filled the cave walls with brightly colored paintings of caveman life, of the hunt, and apparently, of plenty of fucking. Read more »

Blonde on a Backyard Blanket [mf]

I knew Helen was waiting for me in her backyard. She had texted me 10 minutes previously to advise that her roommate had left for the day, and that she was nude and sunbathing in their fenced back yard. I had lost little time in hopping on my bike and speeding in her direction.
The two of us had been dating for about a month, and by dating, I mean fucking every night either in my efficiency apartment, or in her room in the house she rented with her friend Jasmine. “Dating” also included regular blowjobs which Helen loved to give me, usually in some quiet public place where there was just a little danger of being caught. She loved nothing more that opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to receive a wet pungent load of cum, all the while looking out sideways with her eyes to make sure no one had walked into our alley or behind our dumpster, or was close to our car, or wherever we happened to be engaging in illegal public oral sex.
Four minutes later I parked my bike in Helen’s carport right beside her cute blue VW Bug, tossed my helmet aside, and bounded around edge, not bothering to go inside her small rented pad. Instead, I reached up and opened a tall wooden gate in a taller wooden fence, and pushed it in. The gate creaked as I stepped inside, and I quickly moved a step to my left, and closed the gate back up.
The creaking had announced my presence, and Helen looked up at me. Her skin was a magnificent golden hue, and her blonde hair was splayed out on a white blanket around her pretty face. Her long, shapely legs were spread very wide, almost like a gymnast splits, and she had three fingers buried in her gleaming pink pussy. She grinned lewdly at me, not embarrassed in the least that I had burst in on her while she was finger fucking herself with one hand, and had the other underneath her body, with one finger of that hand rubbing on her pink butthole. “You made it, Stud,” she said. “Now get those clothes off, and get that tongue of yours as far up my cunt as you can stick it.”
Mentally thanking my lucky stars for that small slice of courage that had allowed me to strike up a conversation with this woman at the library last month, despite her looking so beautiful, aloof, unapproachable and intimidating, I moved forward, tugging my clothes off as quickly as I could operate the buttons, snaps and zippers. Helen certainly didn’t seem off-putting now, lying on her back in the sun, legs wide and inviting, pussy stretched by three long fingers, and now the finger on her other hand inside her cute little asshole. Her eyes were lusty and her breathing was already heavy, as I settled onto the blanket below her spread legs.
“First contact: clit.” Helen ordered, and I complied, leaning forward, taking a moment to breathe on her damp, shaven mound. Then my tongue came out and I licked upward from her wet fingers, each buried to the second knuckle in her pussy, and right on her erect little clit. I moved my tongue around, sucking and slurping, and taking that clit into my mouth, even chewing lightly on the little soldier. Helen smelled like pussy, like sun tanning oil, and a little bit like ass, and the heady aroma drove me crazy.
My hands each grasped a thigh and squeezed, pushing them farther apart, as I nibbled harder on her clit and the juicy lips of her finger-impaled cunt. Helen began moaning and whimpering and saying indistinct but obviously filthy things in an unintelligible mumble, and then she was orgasming, shoving her clit into my mouth by grinding her hips forward on my face, all the while ramming another finger, for a total of four, as far as she could fit them in her cunt. She was only stopped by the bend in her wrist from just simply fisting herself.
In the meantime my cock was a hard as granite, and bumping on the blanket as I squatted down licking her quim. Once she had cum, her fingers plopped out of her pussy, along with a small flow of girl-cum. I moved up on my knees, my form suddenly shadowing her from the bright sun, and moved my cock right to the middle, the head of my dick bulging and enormous. It slipped right on top of her distended pink slip, surrounding itself with her pussy lips, luxuriating in the juice, and then I slowly pushed, and the thick rod of turgid flesh disappeared up inside Helen. She stiffened up with pleasure as my cock poked into her cervix somewhere up underneath her belly button, and as I leaned forward to kiss her, her nubile legs wrapped around me and crossed ankles behind my back.
Her tongue sought mine, and our kiss was really messy, with saliva and spit falling out all over her face. She bit at my tongue with her perfect white teeth, and growled like a fiendishly evil succubus as I bit back at her lips. Her fingernails dug into my arms, which were strained, holding my upper body over hers as my hips pumped hard and fast, smashing my cock in and out of her tight fuck hole.
The sun was hot on my back, and the pussy was tight and wet around my cock, and that combination, as well as the view of the horny blonde slut lying under me, the smell of pussy, ass and tanning lotion, and sound of her moaning and whimpering all worked together to push me close to the edge of a massive miasmatic orgasm. I held back though, against all odds, until I felt her cunt pulsing and she threw her head back and screamed in a high pitch- sure signs that she was having a magnificent cum. As she was peaking, I pushed harder, took of the controls, and felt the liquid pulsation of orgasm building in my spine and then flow through my body down to my cock. As my balls slapped her perfect inner ass cheeks, my cock emptied insider her slimy hooch, filling every available cubic inch with white love crème.
I groaned in pleasure as I emptied my nuts in her horny pussy, bent down to kiss her very lovingly, and then rolled over off Helen, onto the blanket beside her. My cock actually made a plopping sound as it left her body, and left a small trail of fluid across her leg.
“Jeez, babe, that was really amazing.” I told her. “I just fucking love summer.”
“God, yes,” purred Helen, rolling on her side to touch me, laying a smooth leg across my lower body. “You were just what I fucking needed.”
“Wonderful,” I told her.
“Now I’m hungry. Go make me a sammich.” she said.
I looked over at her. “Seriously? Can’t I just lie here and rest?”
“I’m starved,” Helen said. “I mainly wanted you to come over to make us lunch.”
“What about the fucking?” I asked.
“Well of course we are going to fuck when you come over. But I want a sandwich.” Helen said. “Please……?”
I sat up. “Cost you anal sex when I come back.”
“That sounds fair,” Helen said.
And so we spent the rest of the afternoon trading sexual favors for trips to the kitchen. But of course, that is another story.

Come With Me (An After Class Hookup) [mf][college]

It was late spring in the Northwest, and my Literature of Philosophy class met outside, in the gorgeous April sun, as the professor read Voltaire in his thick French accent. It was an inter-discipline class, and upper level, so there were only about 8 bored students sitting quietly in the grass pretending to listen, but actually taking in sun and covertly watching a rowdy game of Ultimate that was happening across the quad.

I sat close to Miranda, a lovely white junior. She was dressed in a brown tank top that could not disguise her huge plump breasts, even though she was clearly wearing a strong bra underneath. Miranda pushed a lock of long blondish brown hair out of her face, and I noticed that she had a cute lovely silver loop in one nostril, and that her eyes, gleaming in the bright sun, seemed hazel with flecks of gold. She was wearing jeans over her skinny co-ed legs, which might have been a poor choice, since temperatures were sweltering. I was in a light T shirt and loose khaki shorts, which were not only cooler, but worked well at hiding the half hard boner I was getting as I gazed at Miranda’s close up tits. I saw a bead of sweat go down the side of her neck, toward the middle of her cleavage, and almost reached out to wipe it off of her fair skin- but caught myself just in time. Read more »

Seduced by her BFF, Rebecca Goes Bi [ff][seduction][drunk sex]

Rebecca pushed a fine strand of strawberry blonde hair out of her eyes, and looked up at the clock on the classroom wall. It was 3:45 p.m. on Friday afternoon, and her History of the Middle Ages class was about to end. She sighed, and looked down at her notes. Professor Byers, standing in front of the class, closed his text book, and told the class, who he had noticed all seemed fixated on the clock rather than his lecture on Hannibal, “Okay everyone. Hit the road. I’ll see you all on Monday.”

Rebecca closed her notebook and packed it into her knapsack. As she stood up, her best friend Jessica stepped up behind her and slapped her lightly on her ass. “Hey!” Rebecca protested. “Watch the hands.” Jessica giggled. “Whatever.” The two left the classroom, and then the college lecture hall, and began walking toward their small off-campus apartment. Rebecca was the taller of the two, a slender but curvy strawberry blonde, with sexy glasses akilter on her pert nose, a wide lovely mouth, and a bunch of freckles on her cheeks. Jessica was shorter, a little thicker, a curvaceous half Latina – half Italian bundle of jiggling tits, shapely hips and ass, long black hair, and a pretty dark-eyed countenance. Although definitely nothing alike physically, the two were best friends, and had been college roommates for almost a year. Read more »

Skinny Dip Screw [mf] [sunbathing] [outside] [spontaneous]

Last summer I was visiting my aunt and uncle in Kansas farm country. I had just turned 19 and was hanging out for a week before starting college. I didn’t know anyone in town, which was basically just a gas station convenience store and a diner, and within a day I was bored out of my mind, especially since they didn’t have wifi at their house. My aunt suggested I drive out to Rifter’s Lake and go swimming there. “You might meet someone your age there,” she told me. “It’s been a good swimming hole for years.”

Since the weather was hot, I headed out, and arrived at the lake to see just one other car in the parking lot. “Not so crowded today, I guess,” I mumbled to myself, and walked down to the water. I was stunned as I walked up the wooden dock, surround by tall green grass on each side, to see a skinny woman sunbathing naked. She had a lovely ass that I could see, and bright red hair, almost colored orange. She looked up as I approached. I was suddenly shy and embarrassed, and wanted to run, but something else made me walk up to the dock, if nothing but to save face. Read more »

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Upstairs- a MILF Fantasy [mf] [seduction] [college] [old/young]

“Well,” she asked, looking over her shoulder at me. “You coming upstairs?”
Emily had slipped the fuzzy robe off of her shoulders, and as it slid to her ankles, it revealed a tall, fit middle aged brunette woman, her skin toned dark from the shadows of the stairwell that she stood within, her legs tall and slender, her lovely ass even more shadowed and mysterious. Her hair was dark, and her eyes glinted in the low light. I noticed her tongue lightly emerging and licking her upper lip as she grinned at me.
I stood up, in shock. Definitely not what I was expecting.
Working my way through college, I had accepted a few babysitting gigs here and there, mostly from members of a community writing club that I had joined down at the YMCA, and from a few other couples that saw my advertisement, placed on the bulletin board in the YMCA lobby. I know it sounds a little odd for a 19 year old college junior, a male, with classes, intermural sports, fraternity hazing, campus parties, and all of the other distractions of collegiate life, to make some extra scratch as a babysitter. However, it was a good gig for me, since I usually could count on the last few hours to do homework, and didn’t mind if things went late. That endeared me with several couples who appreciated a sitter that didn’t turn into a pumpkin at 11. Hey, ten bucks and hour, and feel free to stay out all night while your kids sleep and I plug away at homework. Talk about a win/win.
Emily was a single mom, I think late 30’s, with a ten year old boy named Jacob. He was a fun, eager kid who loved to play board games and talk Star Trek with me, and it was more like having an annoying little brother than me being an actual babysitter. Emily hired me about once a month, and usually went out and came back from her dates, or wherever she went (I never was nosy about that) fairly early, by midnight. It had been highly regularly until tonight, formal. She was nice, kind of aloof, and seemed very motherly, in that she smiled and seemed to appreciate Jacob’s enthusiasm whenever I showed up.
Tonight she had dressed a little sluttier than before, a short blue cocktail dress that showed off her small perky breasts, clearly not fettered by a bra- and I saw no panty lines on her gorgeous aerobics-shaped ass. I tried not to stare, but it was hard not to as she explained what was in the fridge for food, and that she was probably going to be late. I think she caught me looking at her, because she gave me a wry look. “That all okay?” she asked. “Mmm hmmm.” I nodded. “Got it. Jacob in bed by 9. Casserole in the oven at 630, 45 minutes at 375. You might be late.”
She smiled warmly. “You pay attention handsomely. And such a cute young boy.”
I looked chagrined. The last thing a 19 year old college boy wants to hear from a hot woman is that he is “cute.”
“What are you doing?” I asked. “You look very nice tonight.”
“Thank you, Jay,” she said. “I’m going out with some of my girlfriends. And there is talk of a mysterious party later, which is why I might or might not be late tonight.”
“Be as late as you want,” I said. “If you’re not back by morning, I’ll send out a rescue party.”
She giggled. “No chance of that.” She gathered up her purse and keys and slid out of the house, while I covertly watched her fine long legs, and ass bouncing a bit in her tight dress.
Standard package of babysitting: Jacob and I watched a movie, hung out, and ate. I got him in bed by 9, and hunkered down at the kitchen table with text books open, and began working on an Aristotle essay. Time zipped by pretty quickly, and I was in good cheer, feeling like I was being paid to write my homework. I glanced up at the clock at one point and noted that it was almost midnight. I got up and peeked in at Jacob, and he was snoozing deeply, so I pulled a Coke out of the fridge and sat back down to my labors.
I was a little bleary eyed when I heard her key in the door, and looked up. 1:20 a.m. I stood up as Emily closed the door behind her and turned to face me. She looked a little worse for wear, skin flushed, hair kind of wild, and the vestige of a spilled drink on her right hip. She staggered a little, and I could smell alcohol. “I took a taxi home,” she said. “I imbibed a little too much.”
“It’s cool,” I said. “Did you have fun?” She looked at me, and as she was starting to answer, she was taking a step, and slipped a little on her tall high-heels. I darted forward and caught her with one hand on her arm, and the other around the waist, and kept her from falling. She felt slim, warm in my arms. I pulled her up to her feet, and she slipped an arm around my neck. I could feel her warm, sweet breath on my shoulder through my T-shirt.
“Thank you, Jay,” Emily whispered. “You have very strong hands.” Embarrassed, I pulled away. This woman might be old enough to be my mother.
“I tripped, “ she explained. “I’m a little lit right now, but not fall down and fuck me drunk.” She bent down and took off her high heels, and in the doing of it her dress front popped open a bit, and I could see one of her perky apple-size breasts, the nipple lying against her dress.
“No, you’re fine.” I said. “Jacob’s asleep. I checked him an hour ago. I’m just writing an essay on Aristotle’s world view. You could have stayed out later if you wanted.”
She made a dismissive sound. “Fucking friends tried to bring me to an orgy. You know how bad that is when you’re a single gal?”
I shook my head. She looked quizzically at me. “Of course you don’t. Sorry. I forget you aren’t a full adult yet. You’ve probably never been to an orgy I’m guessing?”
“Nope,” I said. “I’ve seen them on porn films.”
“Right. Well if the men were bona fide porn actors that would be one thing. But this particular party had like ten really creepy dirty guys. My girlfriends dragged me in. I took one look around, and bee-lined for the door. Fucking mattress on the floor in the middle of the living room and everything. Gross.”
“Did your girlfriends leave with you?”
She shook her head, and stepped toward me, swaying a little. “No, but they wanted dick so bad, they didn’t care what it was attached to. Me, I’m a little more picky with my dick.”
Emily put her arms around me. “You are a very handsome boy. Never noticed that before.”
“Thank you,” I said, just standing there, half in shock, half turned on by the way that something had completely dropped all of Emily’s pretension, her aloof mannerisms. She was actually TALKING to me about adult things. I was enraptured.
“Virgin?” she asked out of the blue.
I stepped back from her, suddenly not feeling so warm and fuzzy. “Seriously?” I asked. “I’m 19. Do I look like a virgin? Jesus.”
Her eyes flashed, and she reached up and pushed a lock of long black hair out of her face. “Sorry, that was shitty of me. And no, you don’t look like a virgin. How many girls have you fucked, Jay?”
“Oh, I don’t know if I’ve counted,” I started to mumble.
“Bullshit,” she laughed. “Tell me the truth and I’ll show you my tits. You like my tits?” Emily stepped forward, turned around in a slow swirl, and didn’t even wait for my answer. She pulled her dress top apart, and her perky breasts popped out as she faced me again.
“Yes, very nice,” I said. “And I’ve fucked six women so far. If blowjobs and handjobs count, add in three more.”
“But subtract one if any of those are family,” said Emily, pleased with herself at her clever response.
“Well step-sister should count,” I argued.
“Ok, but no step-moms,” she said. “Why aren’t you touching them?” I stepped forward and gently raised my hands up and squeezed her breasts, feeling the surprising weight, the soft hot skin, the dark burgeoning nipples. She moaned. After about 20 seconds, her eyes popped back open and she looked at me. “Wait here. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.” And she moved quickly away, headed up the stairwell and out of sight. I could hear the floor creak above me, as she moved around on the second floor.
“Fuck,” I breathed, talking to myself. “You fucked that shit up. She is NEVER going to hire you again. She fucking had to run away from you!”
Sure enough, when Emily came back downstairs about three minutes later, she was wearing a thick plush coral-colored robe. She was holding a handful of 20’s. “Here is your money, my dear. Sorry I molested you. I hope you can forgive me.”
“No, I’m sorry,” I said. “It was my fault.”
“Um, dear, no it wasn’t.” said Emily, a wry smile at my discomfort. She tossed the twenties on the table, and moved to the stairwell.
And the robe dropped. Her full nude body, so tall and slender, was slightly hidden in the shadows, but there was no hiding her intent.
“Well,” she asked, looking over her shoulder at me. “You coming upstairs?”
Gulping, I stepped forward, feeling the blood rushing into my cock. I was beside her, with her still facing away from me, and then she moved a step over, and I was right behind her warm body, my arms around her waist and rubbing her slim belly, her ass pushed against my turgid crotch, her head leaning back and obscuring everything with her wild black hair, and her intoxicating odor overwhelming my senses.
“It’s a good choice you just made,” Emily whispered. “You won’t find me in spirits like this very often. Shall I lead you upstairs into my bedroom?”
“Please,” I said.
“Come,” she ordered, and gently took my hand and led me up the stairs.

Sherwood Forest Shag – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut Story [mf] [outdoors] [sci-fi] [historical] [slut]

1190 BCE Britain

“It is SOOOO green!” was Jessica’s first thought, as her eyes opened on a new world, one she would inhabit for the next two hours. She stood up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; and reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders. A long black leather cape hung over her shoulders, tickling her sensitive ass behind her.

Jessica looked around. She was in a thick green forest, with streams of sun flickering through the moving spackle of overhead foliage, tall phallic-looking trees, and below pleasant grass and low bush as far as the eye could see.

Jessica stood alone in the middle of Sherwood Forest in Britain, circa 1190. She knew that she had travelled back to the time and place of the famous English monarch King John, as well as the legendary Robin Hood and his merry men. One of her tasks was to ascertain whether or not bandits such as the mythological Robin Hood actually existed, and if so, to observe details about their lives, their manners, their speech and their habits. Read more »

College Babysitter Blowjob [mf] [old/young] [college] [babysitter] [oral]

Clark smiled at Ginger as he reached for his wallet. The pretty blonde college student was standing in front of him, her long pale hair swept back over her shoulders, her pert 19-year old breasts jutting out of a tight grey sweater which didn’t come down far enough to cover her skinny tanned midriff with a cute orange belly button piercing. Her shapely calves were bare, small feet in flip flops, and her slender thighs poked out of blue jean cut-offs.

Clark’s wife Betty was already upstairs and in bed. The two had gotten home from an exhausting company party, and Betty had given him a peck on the cheek as they walked up the stairs, her ample ass moving in her long dress. “Can you go pay Ginger and drive her home if she needs it? I’m tired. I’ll peek on the kids, and then I’m hitting the hay. I assume you’re going to unwind on a game or something?” Clark told her “Yep,” and came back downstairs, where Ginger was waiting. Read more »

Afternoon Threesome with Girlfriend and her Bae

I had been dating Erica for about two months, and we had progressed rather quickly into daily cum-splattered fuck marathons, usually ending with her impaling her skinny gymnast body on top of my jutting cock, her legs straddling my hard abs and hips, her soft breasts smashed against my pecs, her long curly dark hair covering my face like a fragrant fog, her breath and anguished moans and sighs in my ear, and her moist breath against my neck as I ruthlessly squeezed and twisted her left nipple just the right way, getting her to her peak, and then at just the right moment, growling like a wild animal into her ear, and as she humped and rode my cock, she would lose herself in a body-spasming orgasm, cumming with a few solid squirts over my shaven balls, her tight cunt grasping and stroking my cock until I started cumming, unloading my own thick white jism into her body.
 
Since we were both off campus college students occupying a big old Craftsman house with a few other hipster friends, we had plenty of opportunities to fuck, and we used them all up, since both of us seemed insatiable.  When not fucking, Erica was a smart, cute, funny, mousey, shy woman of 19 years who enjoyed nerdy science fiction and dancing in the dark to booty music.  That fit well with my habits, which usually included gaming and lifting weights at the university gym, when I was not writing fantasy fan fiction. 
 
Erica technically lived in another house, and actually stayed and slept there once in a while, but usually she was crashing in my bed, after a few hours of sucking cock and riding it to multiple cums.  One Sunday morning, I awoke alone, since she had stayed at her own house on Saturday, due to her friend Gloria arriving from Chicago.  Gloria was a high school BFF of hers, and enrolled in some funky school upstate, and apparently had about another week before she had to show up, so had decided to come visit.  Erica had called me to apologize for not coming over after picking up Gloria, explaining that her best friend had just suffered through a horrible breakup with some abusive douchebag, and she was going to stay with her.  “No problem,” I told my girlfriend.  I knew it meant that I could focus on the new Halo Xpack, and that actually sounded pretty good.  “Play some games, but don’t jack off,” Erica told me at the end of the phone call.  “Please.”
I laughed and told her it wouldn’t matter if I did.  She giggled and said “Yeah, but I might have a use for that cock of yours.”
 
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, suddenly very interested.  “Bye, love ya babe,” was all she said, and hung up on me.  Shrugging, I tossed my cell phone to the side and moved to my gaming couch.  Soon, in the brilliant fury of splattering alien monsters with sophisticated guns, I forgot all about Erica’s little hint.
 
It was mid morning Sunday and I was a little groggy, lying in bed, and letting my eyes slowly adjust to the bright sunshine coming in my window, splaying over my rumbled pillows and blankets, when I heard giggling and laughing, and then my door burst open, and Erica jumped inside, and launched herself on my bed.  I caught her, finding her mouth for a sexy wet kiss, our tongues slurping against each other, and her hand automatically moved under my blanket to grab onto my morning wood.
 
The door closed, and I looked up and saw Gloria, her friend.  I had seen pictures, so knew that it must be her, this petite red-haired, ginger and freckled girl, with curly long hair past her shoulders, thick gorgeous lips, a pixie nose, and wide round eyes. 
 
“Hi, Gloria,” I said, at the same time pushing Erica’s horny little fist off my cock under the blanket. “I’m Mark.  Really nice to meet you, although if I knew you two were coming over, I would have gotten dressed.”
 
Erica giggled. “See, I told you he’s a charmer.”
 
“Hi, Mark,” said Gloria.  She moved over and sat down on the edge of the bed.   I felt Erica stroking my cock, and looked over at my girlfriend, a little confused, and a little embarrassed. 
 
I scrunched my nose.  “Is that Schnapps I smell?”  I asked.  Erica and Gloria both giggled. “Yep, babe, we split a bottle before coming over,” said Erica.  I really looked at her for the first time, noting that she was in shorts and a thin tank top, clearly braless, with her nipples hard, jutting and poking through.  I turned and looked at Gloria, and saw that she was similarly dressed- kind of scanty, almost like for sunbathing.
 
“A little early to drink isn’t it?” I asked.  My cock was at fully attention as Erica stroked it, and then she just blatantly pulled the cover off of me, exposing my hard dick, with her little fist wrapped around it.
 
“See?  Isn’t it awesome?” Erica asked.  “Oh my god, its like twice as big as Chad’s!” said Gloria, just sitting still, looking at us.
 
“Chad is the tiny dick douchebag that fucked her over,” Erica told me.  “I wanted to show her what a real guy is like, and a real cock.  You don’t mind do you?”
 
“Seriously?” I croaked.  Erica didn’t bother to answer, instead removing her hand for a moment to lift her shirt over her head, exposing her soft tits.  Then she simply fell forward, her mouth open, and took my cock between her lips and down her throat.  I made a feral sound, and Erica lifted her mouth off my dick, and looked over at Gloria.  “Come here, you little slut,” she said, with evil intent.
 
“Is that okay?” Gloria asked me. “Erica said we should surprise you.”  I nodded, almost spastically, and Gloria crawled on the bed in my direction.
 
“Don’t touch him yet.  Don’t kiss him yet.” Erica ordered her friend.  “The first contact between you two is going to be you taking his cock down that slutty little fucking whore throat of yours.”  Erica reached over and grabbed Gloria, still dressed, now on her hands and knees beside me.  Erica pulled Gloria’s long curly red hair back, out of the way, gripping  it with one hand, while gripping my cock with the other, and then she just pushed her friend’s beautiful face down to my crotch and pushed my cock into that wide, hot, wet mouth.  Erica guided Gloria’s head, showing her how to bob up and down on the top half of my cock.  “Put your fingers in her hot cunt,” she whispered at me.  “I’ll bet she’s fucking soaked.”  I reached over and ran a hand up Gloria’s inner thigh, which spread out from the other a bit, with fingers rubbing her bikini crotch, then slipping around and past the fabric, and suddenly I found that wet hole, and slid two fingers into the cunt of this girl I had met three minutes ago, who was eagerly sucking my cock as my girlfriend directed traffic.
 
“Strip,” Erica ordered Gloria, and then helped her pull her t-shirt and panties off, revealing an extraordinary set of bulging tits, a nicely trimmed red beaver, and a cute little heart tattoo on her right hip.  “Spread your legs, and here, lift your ass,” Erica told me, and then as I complied, slid a thick pillow under my ass, lifting my cock, taint and asshole to accessible levels.  “Now you little slut, I want you to rim his ass while I suck his balls,” Erica said.  Gloria didn’t hesitate, running her hot tongue down my cock shaft, over my shaven balls, and then under them.  A moment later, she was licking my pink asshole and then making her tongue rigid and slipping it into my ass, tongue fucking my butt hole.  Meantime, Erica was tonguing my balls with her long wet tongue, while stroking my cock head slowly with one of her tiny fists.
 
Erica came up for air, and looked up at me. “This little slut, if you can believe it, was loyal to that tiny dicked fucktard, and hasn’t been fucked good in a year.  I want you to fuck her like a fucking homeless man eating a sandwich!”  I got up on my knees, pushing Gloria away from my asshole.  “You want this?” I asked her.  Gloria wasn’t talking much, her eyes almost glassy, but she smiled eagerly and nodded with vigor.  With no further ado, I grabbed Gloria, who was probably half my weight, all skinny thighs, ginger skin, and bouncing titties, and pulled her up on the bed, placing her on her back, and with my hands spread her lithe legs wide, revealing her wet slit, half open, slightly dripping, covered on top with a thin triangle of sexy blonde-orange hair.  Erica was in the middle of it, helping, as she knelt to one side, grabbing my cock, and pulling me close to her best friend, then using it like thick magic wand, rubbing Gloria’s wet cunt with the head of my dick, teasing her.  Gloria moaned and tried to move her hips to shove in my cock, but Erica lifted it out of harm’s way. “For fucks sake, babe,” I complained.  With a laugh, Erica took my cock, pointed it and the wet hole in front of us, and inserted the head, popping it into Gloria’s straining cunt.  I pushed forward, sliding into her ginger quim, feeling the smooth damp walls clasping my cock.
 
“Fuck this horny little slut,” Erica growled in my ear, and watched as I began slamming into her best friend.  Erica leaned back and began to stroke her own pussy, playing with her bald quim, fingering herself lewdly, as she watched me fuck Gloria.  The redhead was lying back, eyes rolled up into her head, moaning almost silently, clenching her teeth, and then quietly her body relaxed.  Erica knew what that meant.
 
“Was that a good cum, you little slut?” she asked.  Gloria opened her eyes and smiled up at me and then looked over at Erica. “Yes, thank you.”  “She doesn’t cum like I do,” Erica told me.  “You did good.  It usually takes me like an hour of eating her pussy to make her cum.”
 
I was trying to process that, still luxuriating in a slow sliding back and forth in Gloria’s beautiful pussy, when Erica grabbed me and pulled me back.  “Lie down, you mother fucker.  I’m riding you now.”  I was kind of excited with how aggressive and dirty-mouthed Erica had become- both of those things were basically brand new to me with her.   I moved back and laid on my back, and without hesitation, Erica stood up above me, turned her back to me, and squatted down, grabbing my cock, and holding it against her own soaked pussy, and then sat down fully on it.  Then, almost like she had done this before, she leaned back on my body, carefully put each leg and foot out, now near my knees, and just lay on my body, her face back against my neck and face, her mouth inches from mine.  Erica’s hips kept thrusting slowly, moving up and down on my cock.
 
“You know what to do, you fucking slut,” Erica said, and not to me.  Gloria wordlessly got up from her post-orgasmic bliss, and moved down between my legs, and suddenly I felt her hot breath down there, and she was slurping up and down on my balls, the shaft of my rigid cock, and the juicy lips of Erica’s cunt splayed over my dick.  As Erica humped and fucked on top of me, I slid hands up and began to cruelly twist and squeeze her soft tits.  Gloria licked at Erica’s clit, and then down my cock shaft, and took one of my balls in her mouth, tonguing and teething it gently.  “Eat my clit you cunt,” moaned Erica, and Gloria was back up there nibbling, and Erica rocked with her first orgasm of the day.  After ten seconds of her screaming, and her body spasming, Erica collapsed on top of me. 
 
Gloria went back to licking my balls.  Erica lifted her hips up, off my cock, and pulled her legs up and back- her weight fully on me.  “Lick my asshole nice and good,” she told her friend, and I felt and heard Gloria move up to Erica’s tiny pink starfish butthole, and insert her tongue, eating and sucking at her best friend’s ass.  “Good, now slide in the cock,” said Erica.  I tried to keep still as I felt Gloria’s hands on my cock, and then a lovely squeezing sensation as the head of my cock was placed against Erica’s pink asshole, and my girlfriend lowered her hips, impaling her ass on my cock.  Gloria licked my balls more as Erica buttfucked herself on my upstanding dick, and moved her tongue upward, licking around my cockshaft as it emerged from Erica’s butt.  I silently hoped it wasn’t dirty or shitty, but Gloria wasn’t acting like she cared, as she slathered her tongue all over Erica’s ass and my cock and balls.  Then, predictably,  I heard Erica make another demand.
 
“Fist my cunt!” Erica ordered, and I felt Gloria’s small hands begin to work into Erica’s stretched pussy, feeling the sensation in my cock through the walls of her pussy and bowels, and then apparently Gloria was wrist deep because Erica had stopped talking.  No longer was a stream of filth coming out of her mouth, and instead she was arcing her back and shuddering and shaking and making impossible moaning animal sounds, and she orgamsed like I’ve never seen her, shooting a wave of squirt juice out of her cunt hole, all over Gloria’s face and my slapping balls.  I felt myself cumming and yelled something incoherent, pulling my dirty cock out of Erica’s asshole, and feeling Gloria deepthroat it, assjuice and all, and then I was blasting a load down this quiet ginger girl’s throat.  Gloria had apparently done this sort of thing before, because she lost no time in moving up our bodies, and kissing Erica, pushing the dirty mouthful of ass slime and cum into Erica’s eager mouth.  That was the last thing I remember, passing out from the scene, collapsing back on the bed, covered with two dirty, horny, sweaty, cum soaked women, and feeling the lovely weight of an ecstatic Universe as I drifted away.
 
There was quite a bit of talking between the three of us later that evening, over burgers, but, as you might suspect, that’s a different story.