T10 Triple Play {Titmouse} (FMx3,oral,anal)
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WARNING NOTICE:
The following story is erotic fiction and includes
descriptions of explicit sex. If you are a minor or
if such things may offend you, quit reading now.
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Triple Play
by Titmouse
(C)1997, All Rights Reserved
Men are so easy to manipulate. A girl can get just
about anything she wants if she's willing to use sex as
bait. Once a man starts thinking with his penis instead
of his head, everything else is easy.
Last week, for example, I needed some help moving
from my old apartment to the new one I had just rented.
Now, I could have paid for help, but I needed at least
two guys, maybe three, to help with the heavy stuff. So
I decided to trade for it.
Friday night, I had a date with Randy. I was
pretty sure that wouldn't be a problem. Randy had asked
several times before I agreed to go out with him. I
knew he wanted my bod, and I was pretty sure we could
work something out.
Sure enough, when Randy arrived Friday night, he
didn't need much persuading. I met him at the front
door with a kiss, which he didn't expect, and stuck my
tongue deep in his mouth, which he really didn't expect.
Then I raised myself up on tiptoes to press my tits
against his chest, wrapped my arms around his neck, and
pushed my pussy up against his crotch. It took me less
than five seconds to hook him and about 15 minutes to
land him.
Randy may have been surprised, but it didn't take
him long to get the idea. After a couple of hot, wet
kisses, he picked me up and carried me to the sofa. I
let my head fall back, eyes closed, and he nuzzled my
neck, nibbled at my throat, sucking the skin in between
his teeth and nipping at me. He laid me down on the
sofa carefully and immediately moved his hands between
my breasts and started to unfasten the buttons of my
blouse.
"I hope you don't mind," I told him. "I thought
we'd get this out of the way first so we can relax and
have fun this evening."
"It's okay by me, Jackie," Randy said hoarsely,
opening the last button and spreading the sides of my
blouse to reveal my bra-encased tits.
Men seem to think I have pretty tits. They're just
the right size, I think. Big enough to swell out from
my chest, small enough to be pert and firm. You can
hardly tell when I'm not wearing a bra, except that
sometimes my nipples show through. My nipples get
excited very easily, and even the soft cotton of a tee
shirt will get them standing up if I'm moving around.
Randy dropped his head and kissed the tops of my
breasts. I was wearing an underwire bra which lifted
them into bulging mounds even lying on my back. He
pushed his tongue between them and licked into the
valley, rubbing along the side of my tits. The bra's
fastener was in front, and Randy quickly unhooked it.
He pulled it apart and set my tits free.
My nipples were already getting hard, and the
cooler air made them tighten even more. Then Randy
lowered his head and took one of them in his mouth and
sucked on it. Oh, it felt good. It felt like he was
sucking my whole body out through my tit. It made my
toes curl.
Then he did the same thing to the other tit. He
also licked the nipple with his rough tongue and pulled
on it with his lips and nibbled his way all around it
and across the soft underside. Oooh, I love it when
somebody kisses my tits. They're so sensitive.
Not wanting Randy to feel left out, I slid a hand
down to his waist, found his bulging prick where it was
pushing out against his pants, and covered it with my
palm. Wrapping my hand around it through the material
of his pants, I pulled up and down on it a few times,
and I could feel it swell in my hand.
Taking a cue from me, Randy slid his own hand down
from the tit it had been squeezing across my stomach and
onto my thigh. He found the hem of my miniskirt and
slipped his hand under it onto my bare leg. His hand
was warm as it gently stroked the inside of my thigh.
He brushed the back of his hand up along the other thigh
and under my skirt to my belly, his fingers trailing
lightly across my pussy in the process. That sent a
tingle through me all right.
Randy's hand lay on top of my panties just above my
pussy. He worked it around and slid his finger under
the elastic of around one leg. His fingers brushed my
pussy hair, slid down along the crease between my leg
and pussy, scratched gently at my thigh and then,
finally, slid across the wet lips of my cunt. Ummmmm,
good!
In appreciation, I unbuckled Randy's belt, slipped
the catch at his waist and slid his zipper down. He
shifted position to give me better access and rubbed his
finger along my pussy again. I slid my hand under the
elastic of his underpants and found his cock, which was
hard and throbbing. My palms were damp, and I grasped
his prick in my fingers, sliding them up and down on his
swelling dick and rubbing my palm against the head.
Randy seemed to like that. He pushed his hips back
and forth, sliding his cock in and out of my fingers.
And, turning his hand, he fingered my slit, working his
fingers between the slick lips. He found my hole and
pushed a finger into me. I was so wet he didn't have
any trouble getting it in. It slid right up into me as
far as his finger could reach. Randy cupped his hand
over my pussy with his finger stuck deep into my love
tunnel and waggled it inside me. I could feel it moving
inside my tightly clinging cunt.
I helped him slide his finger in and out, using my
hips to fuck his finger. At the same time, I worked on
his cock, pulling on it and then pressing it against his
stomach and rubbing the underside with my damp palm.
Randy pulled his finger out of my hole and moved it up
higher where he rubbed it against my clit, rolling his
finger around and around it.
Usually, I like a lot of playing around before
getting down to business. Both of us were really hot,
though, and I could tell this was going to be a straight
out, hell for leather ride. Randy was in no mood to
play around, and I was in no mood to stop him.
"Let's get naked," Randy said. "I want to see all
of you when I fuck you."
"Yes," I said. "I want you, too. I want to feel
your chest against my tits when you're inside me."
He pulled back away from me and stood up. With a
quick move, he stripped his shirt over his head,
revealing a slim but well-defined chest and flat
stomach. He pushed his pants and underwear over his
hips and down his legs. Raising a leg in turn, he
slipped them over his heels, stripping off his socks at
the same time, and stood completely naked in front of
me.
I smiled at him and sat up. With a shrug of my
shoulders, my blouse and bra came free and I laid them
to one side. Moving my hands to my hips, I lifted my
loins up from the sofa and wriggled my skirt and panties
down. I pulled them over my feet, and I was naked, too.
Randy knelt beside the sofa and put his arms around
me. Hugging me tightly and kissing me passionately, he
leaned me back gradually until I was lying on the couch.
He lifted my legs onto the sofa, then climbed up
between them.
Neither asking permission nor apologizing, Randy
pushed his legs up between mine, forcing my thighs up
and apart until his hairy thighs press against my naked
butt. He leaned on one hand and, using his other hand
to guide it, aimed the head of his cock straight for my
cunt. I reached down with both my hands. With one
hand, I used a finger on either side of my dripping
pussy to spread the lips wide and give him a clear
target. With the other hand, I took hold of his prick
just below the head and guided it to me.
When he saw that I had it handled, Randy pulled his
hand away, bracing himself now with both arms. He let
his hips come forward, pushing his cock at me. I led it
to the wet slit between my legs and placed the nose
between the slick lips of my pussy. As Randy pressed
forward, I worked the head in a circle, coating him with
my flowing juices. He gave a little shove with his
hips, and the thick head pushed between the lips of my
pussy and started into me.
I kept my fingers spread wide so that the lips of
my cunt were wide open to him. With my other hand, I
gradually stuffed him into me until there was no longer
room for my hand. Then I moved it out from between us
and reached around him to clutch his ass cheek and pull
him forward, urging him into me.
Randy took it slowly, letting his hard dick push
its way into me gradually. I could feel it spreading me
wider, wedging the head deeper into me while the thicker
part that followed stretched my pussy from a thin slit
to a round tube stuffed full of cock. The best part was
the feel of his fat cockhead pushing deeper and deeper
into my cunt until finally there was no more room and no
more cock. His prick was deep inside me, pushing up
against my cervix, buried in the tight folds at the
bottom of my love tunnel. The kinky hair around his
prick pressed against the sensitive lips of my pussy,
and his heavy balls bumped into the crevice of my ass
and brushed my asshole.
"Oh, yesssss," I told him, "that's so good, baby.
Oh, you've got it all the way in me. I've never been so
full of cock."
Randy kept his prick buried in me to the hilt. He
made little fucking motions with his hips that forced
his cock up against my clit and rubbed it up and down
along the broad back of his thick dick. I rolled my
hips from side to side, levering his prick and making
the head of it wobble around in circles deep inside me.
Randy drew his cock out slowly, lingeringly, until
it was almost out of me, just the thick head still
gripped between the lips of my cunt, and then he sank it
back into me, insistently, pushing it faster and harder
back into my pussy until it once again hit bottom. He
drew back and did it again, then did it again.
"Ooooh, baby," I told him, "I like that. I like
the way you fuck me, lover. Give me that prick, baby.
Push it into my pussy, yes, like that. Ummmmm. Yes,
honey, fuck my pussy. Give it to me."
Randy threw his cock into me with greater urgency,
pumping it in and out of my clinging cunt. I fucked him
back, pushing my hips up to meet his thrusts, then
drawing back, dragging the lips of my pussy along his
cock. He let his whole weight press against me and slid
his hands down under my butt, pulling my ass up to meet
his penetrating prick as it pushed into my pussy again
and again.
"Oooooh, yes, baby," I panted, "let me have it.
Shove your prick into me. My pussy wants you, baby. It
wants your cock in me, it wants to be fucked by your big
cock. Ooooh, I love that. It feels so good when you
push it into me like that. Yes, honey, that's it. Fuck
me."
Suddenly, I knew I was going to cum. My panting
was coming in gasps now and the passion rose inside me.
I could feel the quivering deep inside me, shooting out
in waves each time Randy's prick rubbed against my clit.
I was starting to lose control, as I do when I really
cum, starting to make little cries that get louder and
louder even when I try not to make noise, feeling the
waves of pleasure getting stronger and stronger as the
cock that was pinning me to the sofa plunged in and out
of my pussy.
Randy was on the edge, too. He slammed his prick
in and out of my grasping cunt. I was shaking my hips
and rolling them around and pushing up to meet the cock
that was forcing its way deep inside me only to pull out
and then push back all the way into me. Randy's arms
were trembling and then he gave a hoarse cry and shoved
his cock even deeper in my pussy. I felt his cum spurt
up through his prick and jet into me. That was all I
needed, and I came, too, crying and thrashing my head
from side to side and throwing my cunt up as he shoved
his prick into me. Randy was shaking and groaning as he
came in my pussy, jet after jet of hot cum spurting into
me. We ground against each other. I pushed my cunt up
around his cock, forcing my clit against him to trigger
more waves of pleasure.
Both of us collapsed in exhaustion. Randy's still
hard cock was buried all the way into my pussy,
throbbing now and then and swelling inside me as the
last of his cum was pumped into my welcoming cunt. I
used the muscles of my pussy to milk him, squeezing his
prick and pulling backward slightly, then relaxing and
pushing forward to get all of him inside me again.
He hardly noticed when, a few minutes later, I
mentioned casually that I needed some help Sunday to
move "a few things." I could scarcely keep from
laughing when he immediately volunteered to help. Now
all I needed was a couple more helpers. It could wait
for tomorrow. I relaxed and enjoyed the rest of the
evening with Randy.
Saturday morning when I got up, I made my plans. I
had a date with Eddie that night, and I was pretty sure
I could enlist his help with a little persuasion. But I
wanted to get somebody else to help if I could. There
were some heavy things to move down from my second-floor
apartment and carry up another flight of stairs to my
new one. A third worker made sense and, besides, I was
enjoying the recruitment. I set out to find a
candidate.
Hopping in my car, I checked out some
possibilities. Mike wasn't in his apartment nor was he
down at the pool. Joe wasn't home, and the guy he
shared the house with didn't know when he was back. I
considered Max, the roommate, briefly, but decided that
might cause trouble with Joe. I was running out of
possibilities unless I wanted to start scraping the
barrel, but then I thought of David. I had my fingers
crossed when I rang the bell at his apartment.
I was in luck. The stereo was playing and blared
out when David answered the door. He was dressed in a
pair of tan corduroy shorts and, as far as I could see,
not much else.
"Hi, Jackie!" he said, waving me past him and into
the apartment. "What's up?"
We had dated quite a bit a couple of years before.
Now we were just good friends, although not beyond an
occasional friendly fuck for old times' sake.
"Well," I said, "I need a favor. Do you think you
could help me move on Sunday?"
I could tell he wasn't thrilled with the idea. He
sighed and sat down on his sofa. I dropped down on the
other end of it. In the ashtray on the crate that
served him for a coffee table was a joint, apparently
freshly rolled. He stuck it between his lips, lit it,
took a drag and handed it to me.
"Jeez, Jackie," he complained. "It wasn't quite
what I had in mind for Sunday. I was thinking of taking
a drive down the coast, get some sun, maybe scout
around. You know..."
What he meant was that he was going to look for a
babe. (I knew because that was how we'd met.) That
probably meant that he hadn't started seeing anybody
regularly, which was a factor in my favor. I took a
drag on the joint and passed it back to him.
"Oh, gee," I said, showing some disappointment. "I
really need some help." I let my hand rest on his naked
chest. "Maybe I could convince you..."
David handed the joint back to me, but I didn't
take it. Instead, I dragged my hand slowly down his
chest and across his stomach. When I got to his shorts,
I straightened my fingers and slipped them into the
waist.
"Whoa," David said. "What's going on here?"
"Nothing much," I said, "just offering to trade a
favor for a favor." I got my fingers under his
waistband but couldn't get my hand in; it was too tight
for that. But his dick was pointed northward, and I
could just reach the head of it with my fingertips. I
scratched gently on the head with my fingernails and
felt it swell under them.
"Jeez, Jackie," David said, sucking his breath in
through his teeth, "you're putting me between a rock and
a hard place here." He put his hand on my wrist,
preventing me from pushing my hand deeper, although I
was still able to rub the head of his cock with my
fingertips.
"What's the matter, David?" I asked. "Have you
forgotten how good a lay I am?"
"Nooo," he said, "that's not it."
"Then what?"
"Well, if you have to know, I was out with Melanie
last night, and she and I kind of got it on..." He
couldn't help giving a cocky grin, "...more than once.
So, I don't know if I even can..."
I laughed, and with a quick move of my arm, pushed
my hand past the waistband and into the cramped pocket
inside his shorts. I wrapped my fingers around his
cock, still screened from my bare flesh by his cotton
underpants, and squeezed it gently. I slid my palm up
and down on it, making the loose flesh slip up and down
on the firm rod inside.
"How about a little bet?" I said. "I'll bet I can
get you hard and make you cum in less than 15 minutes.
If I win, you help me Sunday."
David considered it a moment. "And if you lose?"
"Then," I said, "I'll keep going until you do cum,
and you don't have to do anything for me."
"The way I feel," David said, "keeping going might
not do any good, and anyway I might not want to. How's
this? If you can't make me cum in 15 minutes, you'll
come over next weekend and stay all night and do
anything I want."
Now it was my turn to consider. I already had a
date for next Saturday, but I could break it if by some
weird chance I actually lost the bet. So, it looked to
me like the worst thing that could happen to me was to
spend a weekend getting fucked from stem to stern by
David, which wasn't such a terrible punishment after
all.
"Okay," I agreed, "you're on."
"So," said David, glancing around, "where do you
want to do this?"
"Right here is just fine," I told him. I pulled my
hand out of his waistband and put my fingers on the
button at the top. "You want to check the time?"
David over his shoulder to the clock on the kitchen
wall. It was a little over twenty minutes to 11 a.m.
"Call it 20 minutes 'til," he said, giving me a
little extra time. "You got until 5 minutes to 11."
Dropping to my knees in front of him, I slipped the
top button of his shorts and pulled the zipper down --
not rushing, just undressing him. When it was down, I
took hold of his shorts and underpants on either side
and said "Lift up." When David raised his hips, I
tugged his shorts and underwear over his butt and down
to his knees. I dragged them down to his ankles and
slipped his feet out of them.
David's healthy sized dick lay limply on his
stomach, although it had been stirring a minute ago.
This wasn't going to be easy. I stood up and walked
quickly to the refrigerator. I fished in the freezer
section and came up with a piece of crushed ice, which I
brought back with me. I popped it into my mouth.
Kneeling in front of David again, I took his limp
prick in the fingers of my right hand and, holding it up
as straight as possible, lowered my lips until they
touched the end of it very, very slightly.
"Um," said David, "your lips are cold." He shifted
his hips a little to one side, but his cock twitched in
my fingers. I moved my mouth back to the head and
kissed it. It twitched again. I tucked the sliver of
ice under my tongue and wrapped my lips around the head
of David's dick and sucked on it, using my tongue to
scrub up and down on the sensitive underside of it.
"Wow," David said, "THAT's different!" His prick
responded to the combination of heat and cold in my
mouth. I felt it swell between my lips. The shaft was
definitely firmer. I pushed my mouth downward. He was
still small enough that I could get all of his cock in
my mouth. I popped the sliver of ice out from under my
tongue and pushed it against the bottom side of his
prick. It swelled rapidly in my mouth.
I love sucking cock. I love everything about it.
I like the first touch of my lips to the head of a cock
and the feel of it sliding past my lips and into my
mouth. In some ways, I like smaller pricks better,
because I can get more of them in my mouth and breathe
easier while I'm licking and sucking them. But big
cocks are fun, too, even when they're so big I can only
get the head and a little of the shaft into my mouth.
With a smaller dick, I can deep-throat it, letting
it push all the way into my mouth and nudge the back of
my throat. If it's not too big, I can take it in that
way and swallow the tip of it. That really seems to
turn guys on, feeling my throat muscles work on the head
of their cock way in there. I like being able to clasp
a prick in my lips and keep my lips tight around it like
a rubber ring as I slide my head down onto it all the
way to the bottom.
With a big cock, I have to concentrate on the head,
licking and sucking it and bobbing up and down on it. I
can twist my head around, wrapping my tongue tightly
against it with suction. I can try to get as much in my
mouth as possible, straining as wide as I can and press
my head forward until no more will go in. I can nibble
all around it and up and down the shaft. I can stick my
tongue out and slide it back and forth under the head
and along the stiff rod.
One thing I know guys really like is the way I use
my hands on their cocks while I'm sucking them. Once I
get their pricks good and wet, I play with their dicks
while I'm blowing them. The truth is, I'm really
jacking them off into my mouth. I wrap my fingers
around the shaft tightly and slide them up and down,
making the skin slide up and down over the hard inside.
Sometimes I even get juice from my pussy on my
fingers to make it slicker, more like my slippery cunt,
so that I can squeeze tighter and still slide my fingers
on their cocks. What really gets them is when I keep my
hand against my mouth, extending the wet sucking action
of my lips and mouth with my clinging, sliding fingers.
I pump my hand up and down over their cocks, with my
mouth at the top opening so that their prick slides out
of my hand and right between my lips, pushing deeper
into my warm mouth. Then I pull my head and hand back
together, so that my fingers come up to slide along the
shaft and over the head as it emerges from my mouth.
I did all that stuff with David, whose cock was
medium large -- a mouthful but not impossible. At
first, I licked all around the head of his dick, sucking
on the head and playing with it with my tongue. I held
it up straight and licked up on the underside, then
pushed the head between my lips and into my mouth.
I could get about half his prick in my mouth, which
left the other half to hold onto. I kept pushing my
lips down onto his cock, squeezing him with my mouth and
fingers, and then pulling back up, gripping his cock
with my hand and dragging my lips along it. He was good
and wet, so I was jacking him off, too, pumping my hand
up and down his meat.
"Ahhhhh, baby," David sighed. "You know that feels
great. I love to stick my dick in your mouth. I love
the way you suck it, baby. You're so good. Your mouth
drives me crazy. That's it, honey. Go down on me.
Suck it. Suck on it."
We were making progress, but I was getting slightly
worried about my bet. I couldn't see the clock, but I
guessed we were somewhere around 10 minutes into this.
David was clearly enjoying my attentions, but he was in
no hurry to lose the bet, even if that meant he would
cum.
Taking my other hand, I slipped it in the leg of my
shorts and under the elastic. Extending a finger, I
pushed it slowly into my pussy, which was slick and wet
by now. I moved it in and out a couple of times,
getting my finger good and slippery. It felt good to
have the finger sliding in and out of my cunt. I
wiggled my finger around inside me, working it in and
out.
Then, slowly drawing it out, I slipped it under
David's balls and into the crack of his ass. David's
eyes popped open as my finger plunged up his asshole,
pushing its way deep into his butt.
"God!" he said, "take it easy!"
I ignored him. If he could shove his fat dick up
my asshole, which he had done more than once, I was sure
he could take my finger in his. I pushed harder,
burying my finger deeper into his butt. It went in to
the hilt. David tried to move away from my penetrating
finger, but that just shoved his cock into my mouth. I
squeezed it with my hand, let it slide out of my mouth,
and twisted my fingers around it just under the head,
sliding in the slick wetness.
I kept pushing my finger into his butt, relaxing
slightly, and then pushing it up his asshole again. His
cock swelled up and got hard as a rock, stretched as
tight as could be. I got a taste of pre-cum in my mouth
and knew he was getting close.
I started throwing my head frantically up and down
on David's cock, pushing it in and out of my mouth,
twisting my fingers around it, shoving my finger up his
ass. Caught between my probing finger and my sucking,
licking mouth, David started to lose control. His eyes
were closed, his whole body limp except for the
straining cock muscle between my lips. He was trembling
all over, pushing his prick up to me, then pulling back
and impaling his asshole on my finger. I sucked hard on
the whole length of his cock.
With a shout and a convulsive jerk, David came into
my mouth. Whatever he had been up to the night before,
there was still plenty of cum left. It shot into my
throat in ropy jets of salty, warm pudding. I love it
when they cum in my mouth. David's cum spurted against
the back of my throat in a series of rapid jets. I
swallowed rapidly, getting it all, my throat making loud
noises as I gulped his cum down, fighting for breath.
With a shudder that shook his entire body, David
relaxed. I pulled my finger out of his asshole slowly
but kept my mouth on his cock, pumping slowly up and
down to get the last of his cum, then just holding it in
my mouth and sucking on it gently as it got too
sensitive for anything stronger. David pushed his cock
slowly in and out of my throat, sliding his gradually
deflating dick over my tongue.
He looked up at the clock, and I followed his
glance. It was 12 minutes before 11. He smiled at me.
"Well, I guess you won your bet," he said. "What
time do you want me to come on Sunday."
"As for coming," I said, "you're on your own. But
if you could show up around noon, that would be great."
"You're on," David promised.
That night, Eddie and I went out to dinner and then
caught a movie later. As it turned out, Eddie was a
pushover. He quickly agreed to help me the following
day. It didn't hurt that I asked him if he could stay
over and help me.
But then I got in trouble when I mentioned the two
other guys that were coming to help. You'd think he'd
be glad for the help, but instead he seemed more
interested in just who these guys were and why they were
willing to help me. I had to lie a little to calm him
down, and I could tell that his feeling were still hurt.
After the movie, we sat in my living room for a
while, having a last glass of wine and sharing a joint.
Then we started kissing and fooling around. Pretty
soon, Eddie had his hand inside my blouse, and I was
squeezing his prick where it bulged out his pants, a
nice fat cock. The grass was making me feel warm and a
little spaced out, like I was there but watching instead
of doing.
Eddie's hand on my tit felt good. He had the top
buttons loose so that he had plenty of room. First, he
cupped it in his hand, squeezing gently but firmly, then
he slipped his fingers into my bra and tweaked my
nipple. I felt both of them pucker up like taut little
pebbles. I was horny, believe it or not. Randy has
just been a warm up and that was 24 hours before. David
had stirred me up again without giving me satisfaction.
Poor Eddie was in for a workout.
"Let's go into the bedroom," I said huskily, giving
his dick one last stroke. "We might as well be
comfortable."
"Sure," Eddie said, pulling his hand out of my bra.
We got up and walked hand in hand into my bedroom,
turning out lights as we went. I pointed Eddie toward
the bed.
"Why don't you get in bed?" I suggested. "I'll be
out in just a minute." I got my robe from my closet,
hiding a little surprise for Eddie under it, and went
into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I quickly stripped off all my
clothes. I dabbed perfume in the follow of my throat,
on my wrists, between my breasts, and on my thighs.
Then I slipped into the surprise for Eddie, a camisole
in red silk and black lace, with matching panties cut
high on my hips. I wrapped my robe back around me, a
short robe that came to mid-thigh, took a deep breath,
let it out and went back into the bedroom, pulling the
bathroom door almost closed so that muted light came
into the bedroom.
Eddie had turned out all the lights. He was under
the covers but sitting up in bed, the pillows propped up
behind his back, watching me. I walked over to the bed
and sat on the side across from him. He reached out for
me and pulled me down beside him.
He gave me a kiss that started slow and easy and
kept getting hotter and stronger. He pushed his tongue
into my mouth and I opened to welcome it. We licked
each other's tongues for a while. Then he moved his
probing tongue to my ear, licking around the hole and
then plunging the tip of his tongue into it, sending
chills through me.
My eyes were adjusting to the dark room. The
covers had slipped off Eddie while we were rolling
around. I let my eyes slide down across his deep chest,
across his flat stomach, and lower. His prick was lying
on his thigh, neither hard nor soft, but somewhere in
between. I reached down and took it in my hand, which
made it swell and strain against my palm. My earlier
impression was right -- this was a major league cock.
Eddie rolled me onto my back and untied my robe,
then pulled it open.
"Wow," he said. "That's pretty." He slid the robe
off my shoulders and tossed it onto the floor. For a
moment, Eddie didn't say anything, just let his eyes
wander up and down my body. I lay back, hands up near
my head, and let him look. I like being looked at, and
Eddie seemed to like what he saw.
"I knew you had a good figure," he said, "but I
guess I didn't realize how good."
"Glad you like it, baby," I told him. "You'll see
a lot of it tonight."
"Okay with me," he said, dropping his lips to my
cleavage and kissing the tops of my tits. "I want to
see it all."
Still kissing my breast from outside, Eddie slid a
hand up under the camisole to touch my naked tit. His
hands were strong, slightly rough against the smooth
skin of my breast, but not unpleasant. He cupped my
tit, slid his hand along the soft underside, took the
nipple between thumb and finger and pinched it
delicately, lightly, just enough to make it pop up
again. He slid his hand to the other breast and did the
same.
Eddie rolled his weight onto me, sliding a leg
between mine. He pushed it all the way up, turning me
into him, until the top of his thigh was wedged high
between my legs and pressed against my pussy. I moved
my hips, pressing my groin into his thigh and sliding it
back and forth. I felt the slick wetness of my pussy
juice against the slick softness of the silk panties.
Eddie took hold of the bottom of the camisole and
pulled it upward over my head. I raised my shoulders
and lifted my arms to help him. He tossed the camisole
aside and looked down at my naked breasts, then lowered
his head again and kissed all over them -- little
sucking kisses on the tops and the side and underneath
and right on the nipple. Taking a nipple between his
lips, he sucked strongly, then released it and did the
same with the other. Both of them were erect, standing
out from my tits in the cooler air.
I lowered my arms and took his cock in both hands.
It was big enough for two hands, coming fully erect now
and lifting away from his stomach. I slid both hands up
and down it.
"Ooooh, honey," I said, "you're so big. Do you
really think you can get all that in my tight little
pussy?"
"I'm gonna get it in, all right," Eddie said, "even
if I have to push so hard it splits you open."
I could feel my pussy juices gush. I knew I could
take it, but I felt like getting fucked rough. A hard
cock forcing its way deep into my cunt was just what I
wanted right then. I wanted Eddie to shove that big
cock of his right up my fucktube and bang me with it as
hard as he wanted to. I pushed my tits against his
chest and humped my pussy on his thigh.
"I'm ready when you are, big guy," I said. "You
can give it to me anytime you want."
Eddie pushed my shoulders back so that I was flat
on my back and stripped off my panties. He pushed a
hand between my legs, forcing my thighs apart, and laid
his hand on my pussy. His middle finger found the slit
and slid up and down it, then plunged all the way into
my cunt. He waggled his finger up inside me for a
moment, then pulled it out and began to push two fingers
up inside me. That was tighter, but the slickness of my
pussy juices allowed him to get both fingers up my cunt,
where he worked them around.
"Oh, baby," I said, "that feels good. Oh, finger
me, honey, yes." I fucked my cunt onto his fingers,
pushing back and forth. "But before you fuck me, baby,
I want to eat you."
I took his wrist in both hands and reluctantly
pushed his hand away and his fingers out of my pussy. I
pushed him onto his back and rose up onto my knees.
Moving down the bed, I got between his legs, making him
straddle my body.
I took his prick in my hands, getting a good look
at it fully erect for the first time. It was the
biggest cock I'd ever had in my hands. Using one hand
to hold it up straight, I slid my warm, slightly moist
palm over the head and down the shaft. I jacked him off
that way for a few moments, sliding the skin up and
down. My fingers couldn't close around his monster
prick.
I leaned forward and kissed the top. Extending my
tongue, I tried to push it into the small slit at then
end. Then I licked all around the head, using my hands
to move his cock around. When the head was wet all
over, I put the tip between my lips and, holding them as
tight as possible, slowly pushed my head forward.
Eddie's cock forced its way past my lips and into
my mouth. The head seemed enormous, forcing my jaws
wide apart to accept it. I strained to get all the head
into my mouth. It seemed to fill it up. I pushed
forward and could get a little of the shaft in my mouth,
but not much. Sealing my lips around the shaft, I
sucked on it as hard as I could, and used my tongue to
lash back and forth on the underside where I knew it was
most sensitive.
I bobbed my head up and down for a while. Eddie
seemed to like it, but I wasn't giving him much of a
blowjob by my standards. Once I had spread some spit
around, I could make my hand slide on the large shaft,
jacking him off while I sucked on the end. I twisted my
mouth around on the head, licked down the underside of
his cock, then used the slickness to rotate my hand
around it while sucking on him some more.
But my jaws were getting tired from being spread so
wide. I had got him as wet with my mouth as I could.
It was time to put that straining cock where it would do
the most good for me. Pulling my head off him, I laid
back and spread my legs.
"Come on, big boy," I said. "I've got to have some
of that. Come on, baby. Put that big tool to work."
Eddie rose to his knees between my legs. Taking my
ankles in his hands, he lifted them high and spread them
wide, exposing my cunt to his view. He leaned forward
and, using his hips, dragged his cock across my stomach.
"Put it in for me," he said.
That was fine with me. I reached down with both
hands and grabbed his prick. I guided it to my cunt,
but instead of putting the head directly into my hole, I
moved it up to rub it on my clit. Then I slid it down
between the lips of my pussy and worked it around,
getting the head slick with my juices, before I pointed
it right into my fuckmuscle.
"Go ahead, baby," I told Eddie. "Sink it into me."
Eddie leaned his weight on it and tried to push it
into my cunt. The head went in, spreading the walls of
my pussy as it had my jaws. Then came the broader shaft
of his cock, like two shoulders. My eyes popped open as
they pushed into my cunt, stretching me even wider. He
got his cock about a third of the way into me on the
first shove. Then he pulled back a little and began
working his prick in and out of my pussy in short,
rutting nudges, gaining a little depth with each push
forward.
"Whew," I said, "what a pole! Oh, honey, yes, give
it to me."
My hands were still holding onto his cock. I could
feel my own pussy lips pushed wide apart by the invading
shaft of Eddie's prick. He was into me so deep and
there was still a hand's width outside me. Eddie nudged
it deeper into me, and I finally had to pull my hand
away. A final push lodged it all the way.
I had never been so full of cock. My pussy was
stretched so wide that it hurt, but in a weirdly
satisfying and very sexy way, like I had all the cock,
every last bit of cock, that I could hold. Just when I
was getting used to the feeling of being stretched to
the limit, his cock twitched and swelled up inside my
cunt, bringing a tear to my eyes and a moan to my
throat. The universe was centered in my pussy.
Eddie drew his prick all the way back and then
pushed it back into me in one long penetrating slide
into my depths. When he pulled back this time, I pulled
back with him, sliding my cunt off his cock, and then
pushed myself forward, forcing it back up inside me
again. He was fucking into me, and I was fucking him
back.
I was getting used to Eddie's thick cock. What had
seemed so huge was now clasped all the way inside my
hole. I could even squeeze him a little with my pussy
muscle. He was feeding his cock to me steadily now,
pumping it into my pussy, while I pushed back whenever I
could. I felt like throwing Eddie on his back, climbing
onto him, and fucking him brutally.
Suddenly, the notion struck me that I wanted to
take that big horsecock up my ass. It was the biggest
cock I had ever fucked, and I wanted to get it all. I
knew it would feel like a telephone pole in my ass, but
I just had to have it.
"Eddie, baby," I panted. "Stop a second. Don't
cum yet, baby. This is so good, I just gotta do one
more thing. I want you to stick that big cock of yours
up my ass. But you gotta promise to go slow!"
Eddie pulled back to look at me.
"You sure, babe? You sure you wouldn't rather just
keeping fucking me just like this?"
"I love fucking you like this," I said, "but I just
gotta have it. I fucked you with my mouth, and I fucked
you with my pussy, and now I want to fuck you with my
ass."
"Okay with me," Eddie said. He pulled his prick
out of my pussy slowly. I felt like a balloon
deflating.
When the head fell free, I turned around and got on
my hands and knees. Eddie scooted up behind me. He
spat into his hand and basted my asshole with it. Then
he pushed his finger into my tight butt. His broad
middle finger went in to the first knuckle. He pulled
his finger out and replaced it with his thumb, which he
pushed into my asstube with a little effort. I tried to
relax, knowing that his meat was going to stretch my
back tunnel to the limit.
"Jeez, you're tight!" Eddie said. "You sure you're
sure?"
"Right now!" I said. "Come on, put it in me,
honey. Pork my ass with that big cock. I don't care if
it splits me in half. I want it in my butthole."
Eddie spit into his hand again. This time he
anointed the head of his dick. I put my head down on
the bed and reached back with both hands to spread my
ass cheeks apart and show my asshole to him to help him
hit the target. He guided the head of his cock between
my cheeks and rested it on the tight opening of my
buttfuck tube. I tried to relax as I felt the big blunt
head push up against it and begin to press inward.
I squealed as the purple head of his inflated cock
shoved open the tight opening of my ass like an invading
wedge. I couldn't believe how big it was. This was
crazy. I couldn't possibly take this enormous pole
inside my tiny little asshole. The pain was like sharp
hot jolts that radiated out from the ground zero of my
fundament. I stretched my asscheeks wider, trying to
help spread them and relieve the pressure.
I could feel the bottom ridge of the crown of his
engorged prick head as it forced its way through the
tightly stretched ring of my asshole. As it burrowed
into me and cleared the band of muscle that guarded my
butthole, I felt the ring slip into the groove between
the head of his cock and the shaft, giving me a much
needed moment of relief.
"Stop!" I cried, panting. "Give me a second,
honey. Just let me get used to it. It's so big in
there. My god, I've never felt anything like this."
I let go of one asscheek to grasp his prick just
behind the head, holding him back from further
penetration but also playing with the shaft. His skin
was stretched taut over the steel tube of his swollen
love muscle. Eddie held very still, letting the head of
his cock rest just inside my asshole while the pain of
its penetration gradually eased. I kept telling myself
to relax, relax. I pushed out with my butt muscle,
relieving some of the pressure on it. After a moment,
it began to feel tolerable.
"Now," I told Eddie, "let me have a little more,
baby. But real slow. Just a little at a time, honey."
I let go of his prick and spread my cheeks again.
Eddie pushed forward a little distance with his hips.
Unlike most cocks, the shaft was not smaller than the
head. It actually flared out below the head, both wider
and thicker. I felt it wedge its way into my asshole,
sending a searing pain through me.
"Goddammit!" I cried, "it's so big!" My eyes were
squeezed shut in concentration as I tried to accommodate
his massive cock in my butt. Eddie rocked back and
forth in little tiny nudges, working his prick in and
out a little at a time. The head of his prick still
felt enormous as it forced its way deeper into my ass,
but it was dwarfed by the stretching mass of his
invading cock shaft. I threw a hand back to press
against his groin, stopping him again for a minute while
I tried to get used to it.
"Jesus, honey," I said, "I can't believe how big
you feel. How far in is it?"
"Not very far," Eddie said. "Maybe a fourth of
it."
I didn't see how I could possibly take it all, even
though that was what I wanted. But if I could, if I
could get that massive honker all the way into my butt,
that would really be something. Once again, I pulled my
hand away, signaling Eddie to start pushing his cock
into me again.
Before doing so, however, Eddie rolled his hips
around, making his cock circle around inside my ass. I
tried to relax and it seemed to help. It was starting
to feel good, now, while at the same time still sending
shocks of pain through me. Each jolt of pain went all
through me, including my clit, which swelled and
throbbed in response.
Then Eddie began pushing his way in again. It
wasn't so bad now. The waves of pleasure balanced off
the twinges of pain. Eddie kept humping in and out with
short little moves which only slowly penetrated deeper
into may asshole. I began to feel incredibly full, with
pressure building up inside me something like an enema,
something inflating me from inside. In this case,
though, the enema nozzle was not just a way to deliver
the pressure but part of the fun itself. That big pole
of Eddie's was invading my deepest part. Nobody had
ever been that far into my asshole, and there was still
more to go.
Again I had to stop him, but this time when I put
my hand back onto his cock, there was not so much let to
go. It felt like the biggest part of his prick, near
the middle, was already in me. The shaft tapered
slightly as it neared his body. The part that was
already inside possessed me, made me feel like a slave
to it, made it the most important thing in the world to
me. I had to have it all.
"Let me do it," I ordered Eddie. "Just hold still
right there and let me push it in. I want to do it
myself. I want to fuck myself onto your big cock."
Suiting action to words, I put my hands next to my
head and raised up on all fours. Then, cautiously, I
pushed backward, forcing my asshole back onto his fuck
muscle, making the head of his cock plunge deeper into
the channel. It was so deep into me that it was
alarming, like nothing could possibly go that far inside
without damaging something. It was stretching my
asstube to the limit, expanding it into a tightly
stretched skin of muscle wrapped around a velvet-covered
ivory pole.
I kept pushing back against Eddie's cock, taking it
deeper and deeper into my bowel. Chills were running up
and down my spine as I crammed more of it into me. At
the same time, I could feel beads of sweat on my
forehead. I pushed again and another portion slid
inside me. I could feel the curly hair of his penis
mound brushing against my incredibly stretched ass
muscle. I was almost there!
With a convulsive backward shove, I forced my
asshole around the last bit of Eddie's cock. I could
feel it get larger where it flared out at the base. I
pushed back hard, cramming it into me, spreading my
asshole to get the last possible fraction of an inch
into me. He was so far inside me that my asscheeks were
forced wide apart by his pubic mound. I had done it! I
had taken every last bit of his enormous prick up my
tight little asshole.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, baby, that is so incredible," I
told Eddie. "I can't believe I've got all of your cock
in me. Is there any of me left or am I just a bag of
skin stretched around your prick?"
I rooted backward, pushing against Eddie's loins,
holding him inside me. He put his big hands on my
asscheeks to steady me and slowly, gradually, began to
slide his cock back out of me, sliding little by little
out of my tightly clinging butthole. My asstube
collapsed behind, sucked flat by the vacuum of his
withdrawal. Eddie pulled back until just the head was
still inside my butt and then, changing direction, sank
it back inside me, sliding his big cock back up my
asshole again, pushing it open again and driving deeper
and deeper until it was all the way inside me again.
"Aaagggh!" I cried. "Oh, baby, you don't know what
that does to me. Oh, honey, fuck my ass with that big
horsecock of yours. Shove it into me again, baby.
That's it, pull it out and then push it all the way up
my asshole again. Oh, god! It's so big! I love it! I
love getting my ass fucked. I never had anything this
big! My poor asshole! Oh, honey, fuck me! Fuck your
prick into me! Shove it up my asshole, baby, just like
that! That's right, that's right! Give it to me,
honey!"
Eddie was slamming his cock into me now. I was
stretched tight, tighter than anything had ever been.
It was incredible, wonderful! His enormous prick
possessed my asshole, dominating me completely. All I
wanted was for him to shove it in and out of my butt
just like he was doing, fucking my ass, crashing it up
my rear fucktube. Each time Eddie shoved it into me, I
could feel the head of his cock slam deep into me,
pushing my guts aside deep within me.
I looked to the side and saw us in my closet
mirror. Eddie was on his knees behind me. He saw me
looking and dropped his arm on that side so I could see
better. He drew back and I watched his cock emerge from
my butt, pulling back farther and farther. I could feel
it withdrawing inside me at the same time. When only
the head was still in me, Eddie started forward again,
and I watched that big cock push back into me, feeling
it spreading me from inside, while it disappeared into
my asshole in the mirror.
Eddie did it slowly a couple of times while I
watched him fuck my ass. Then, for himself, he began to
shove it into me harder, pulling backward in a quick
jerk that felt like a cork being pulled out of my butt,
and then throwing his hips forward to plow his cock all
the way back into my asshole. His hips smacked against
the cheeks of my ass, and his heavy balls swung forward
and brushed against my cunt.
I slipped a hand backward between my legs, cupping
his balls for several strokes, gently squeezing them as
he fucked into me. I raised my hand and circled his
invading cock with my thumb and forefinger, making a
ring just behind my asshole that his prick slid through
on it way in and out of my butt. I squeezed him
tightly, making him force his cock through my fingers.
When he got it all the way up my ass, I clenched at his
dick with my butt muscle, making Eddie groan in delight.
Then I dropped my hand to my pussy, sliding a
finger in my cunt and transferring its juices to my
clit. I began to slip my finger around and around my
clit, teasing it with my fingertip. It was already taut
and engorged. Each touch of my finger sent a thrill
through me. I rubbed my clit furiously, round and
round.
I knew I was going to cum. With Eddie's cock
plunging in and out of my asshole and my finger dancing
around my clit, I could feel it begin to build up deep
within me. I could tell Eddie was close, too. He was
throwing his hips back and forth, shoving his cock into
me, fucking my ass hard, giving me the hardest, deepest,
and best buttfuck of my life. Eddie was gasping, almost
crying.
"Take it, you bitch!" he hissed. "Take my cock up
your ass! Spread it wide for me! I'm going to shove my
cock into you so deep that the head will come out your
mouth! Fuck me back, bitch! Hold that ass up high!
Now, push back at me! Come on! Fuck me!"
Eddie pounded his cock up my asshole. I heard him
grunt and then he yelled and shot his cum into me. I
could feel his cock jerk inside me as pulses of jism
raced up his fuck muscle and shot out the end into my
butt. I could feel the cum jet against my insides,
squirting deep into my asshole. And the feel of it was
all I needed to fly over the edge myself.
"I'm cumming, too!" I cried. "Oh, yes, baby, cum
in my ass! Shoot it into me, baby. That's it! Oh,
fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Ah, ah! I'm cumming. Oh,
god! That's it! Fuck my asshole!"
Eddie shot his last load into my butt and collapsed
on top of me. I couldn't support us both. My arms
buckled and my knees slid backward on the bed. His
weight forced me flat on my stomach, his huge cock
buried all the way up my butt.
For a long time, neither of us could say anything.
Eddie's erection gradually dwindled and his love muscle
shrank slowly out of my ass. When it finally popped
out, a gush of cum fluids followed it and ran down the
crack of my ass. Eddie shifted to one side, keeping his
arm across my shoulders. We murmured brief words of
love and satisfaction, but both of us were too exhausted
to talk.
As I began to drift off to sleep, I couldn't help
thinking about the next day. Randy, David and Eddie
would all be here to help. It wouldn't take that long
with four of us working. I smiled to myself as an
idea occurred to me. I had thought of the perfect
way to break in my new apartment.
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End of 'Triple Play' by Titmouse.
Story 10
Author's Note:
I'm pretty sure this is the first story I ever wrote from the
woman's point of view. I was getting tired of writing from
a man's viewpoint. I wanted a strong, sexy woman in charge of
herself and willing to use her sexuality to get what she wants.
Jackie is an exaggerated combination of two women I knew. Both
of them were remarkably open about their desires and didn't
hesitate to initiate sex. One was so strong she eventually drove
me away; I didn't mind sharing control but I wasn't cut out to
give it up entirely. The other was just a ball of fun. Neither,
I readily admit, were as crass or manipulative as Jackie.
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