Part 3 (i)
(MMf, voy, seduction, spank, oral, anal, mast)
A(nother) perverted tale by Starman
© 2006
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A
huge thanks from Starman goes out to the dozens of people who were good enough
to take the time out to write to me, especially the many characters (you know
who you are) both very persistent and/or very enthusiastic about getting part 3
complete! This part took a long time to come about, mainly because I didn't
want ‑ what my many readers claimed to be ‑ an excellent series,
let down by a rushed, inferior 3rd installment. I hope this chapter was worth
the wait, and I hope to hear your thoughts on it ([email protected]), as it is your words of encouragement that
keeps me writing for you.
Note:
You will notice that this is Part 3(i), meaning that it is the first part of
this installment, as I have many more ideas for the particular scenario you are
about to experience. Part 3(ii) is in the works; my decision to post them
separately coming from my desire to temporarily satiate my (horny) reader's
requests for "MORE!" It's a
pleasure writing for you guys! Now, enjoy... STARMAN
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A FINAL WARNING.
This story includes graphical descriptions of hardcore sex between mature
males (50's) and a (legal) teenage girl. If you think something might offend you
or are under legal age to read porn stories, please don't go further and delete
this file. And now the story...
By
now I was sure I had a problem.
Not
only was my already high sex drive even higher due to the perversion that had
entered my life, a perversion that has happily resulted in me fucking Leigh
even more than unusual, but alone, I also found myself jerking off frequently
over what I had recently witnessed.
My
obsession was seriously becoming a worry for me. One evening while alone, the realization struck me... this can
only get worse; worse for me, worse for my relationship with Leigh, and worse
for Leigh herself, who was turning into a perverted‑sex loving little
whore. The only person it could get better for was Steve. It had to stop! Right
now! I grabbed my car keys and shot out of the door.
As
I tore through the darkening streets towards Leigh's place, my resolve
strengthened. I felt good, like a darkness had been lifted from me. We didn't
have plans to hook up tonight (I was having a boy's night), but girls love a
surprise visit, especially when done at the cost of seeing the boys. Sure, this
sordid little fuck‑fest was great while it lasted, but all good things
must come to an end. And with something
this fucked up, the sooner the better, before it became too destructive and
addictive.
Pulling
onto Leigh's street, I felt a renewed rush of love for her. She wouldn't know
why I would be all gushed‑up tonight (obviously I couldn't tell her),
but a girl doesn't need a reason when
her boyfriend is pouring all over them with love and romance.
Then
I spotted Steve's car. That wouldn't be
so unusual on a Friday night, except for that fact that I knew that Greg,
Leigh's father, was away this weekend!
My
heart raced. As hard as it was too
admit, my new resolution instantly crumbled before the thrill of imagining
Steve stuffing his old fat cock up Leigh's young tight cunt. This thought of
his cock pushing into her made my own cock hard.
Slowly
I pulled away from Leigh's house and parked a few streets away to remove the
risk of my car being spotted. My adrenaline kept surging through me as I
envisioned what may be happening back at the house. I rounded her corner and
quickened my pace until I was but two houses away; the whole time my mind raced
and my mouth was full of that tinny taste of adrenaline.
Thanking
the darkness for my concealment, I was able to move hidden across the length of
the front lawn via the surrounding fence to arrive at the sidewall of the
house. I was close to the window that
peers into the lounge where just last week Steve fucked my girlfriend in the
ass.
Slowing
my steps as I closed on the window, I made sure to stay well below it. Upon
reaching the wall under the window's lowest edge I waited for a few seconds,
then, not hearing anything, I cautiously lifted my head slightly.
Peering
in, I saw a balding head. It was Steve
sitting on the couch closest to me.
Excellent! This was a good angle, giving me a clear view of the entire
lounge. Steve was having a beer, and had that conspiring look in his eye. I
knew that look by now. Then I was struck by a thought, 'Was this whole fucking
thing planned?' Come to think of it, Leigh was unusually acquiescent to my news
that I was having a boy's night and the fact that Greg was away made the notion
of coincidence not even worth considering.
Then
Leigh entered the room.
I
don't know if it was by Steve's request or if she just hadn't changed, but she
was still in her school uniform. She had removed her saddle shoes, and one of
the knee‑high socks that accentuate her olive skinned legs had fallen to
bunch loosely about her ankle. Her plaid skirt, verging on too short, flared
about her smooth thighs. Her white
blouse, jutting at the tits, was untucked and three buttons shy of being done
up. Fucking little tease!
She
was wearing her chestnut hair out, its full, rich lengths cascading either side
of her lithe shoulders, and she had applied just enough makeup to both bring
her already beautiful skin alive and to darken her eyelashes to lend her a
smoky, sultry look. It would be hard not to knock at the door right now,
concocting some excuse that the boy's night was canceled and stop all this so I
could fuck her... but again my sickness came to the fore, making me take the
choice of having someone else fuck my girlfriend instead of me!
Leigh
moved across the room, with Steve watching her the whole time with unconcealed
lust in his eyes. But she didn't approach him.
Instead, she plunked herself on the carpet before the opposite couch and
cocked her head at Steve, who was trying to peek up her skirt.
"You
didn't get yourself another beer? Were the previous four and that joint enough,
huh...?" Steve probed.
'How
long had they been here? Had I missed
it?' I thought lamentably. But then
noting that Leigh and Steve were both dressed, I dismissed the thought.
Leigh
nervously bit her lip, looked about, and then returned her gaze to Steve.
"I... Steve... the other times were fine. I was drunk, it was stupid, but
now... this is planned. I, I just don't
think I can do that other thing you."
"But
all through the week on the phone... we talked of this, remember? Several times you said that you would, and
tonight I have arranged it," he reasoned.
They
had been speaking on the fucking phone!
"I,
I was stoned, and had gotten into Dad's bar. I, I... well, y'know..." she
said in a sweet soft voice while looking down at the carpet. Everything she did
was delicious.
"Leigh,
your Dad's away... and your boyfriend is out for the night. Like you said to me, he's probably out to
pick up..."
"I
didn't mean that! I was just drunk and shitty with him for wanting a boy's
night instead of spending the night with me," she replied, wrinkling her
brow with a cute little frown.
"You
were shitty until I suggested tonight. Then you got all sexy on the phone...
remember? Remember me talking to you, talking until you came hard into the
receiver? Hmmm?"
She
couldn't repress a wicked smile at that. Then Steve smiled, probably more
relieved that things had taken an upswing, and that plans he had made, whatever
they may have been, were in less jeopardy.
Standing,
Steve made his way over to where she sat on the carpet, reached down and picked
her up gently by the elbows. They were standing really close now, and she
stumbled slightly as Steve let go of her, the beer and joint having taken their
effect.
Steve
smiled knowingly. Then his eyes went flat.
The close proximity to her fine teen form had an instant effect upon
him.
She
arched her back away from him and turned her head to the side, but this only
opened up her neck to him. He sped his
mouth to the nape of her neck while taking both of her lithe wrists behind her
back in one hand as he ran the other slowly up the softness of her thigh. He wasn't fucking around tonight! Her eyes
remained open as he eagerly mouthed and tongued the soft skin of her neck. She gave a little resistance, but not nearly
enough to break free.
This
went on for some long moments before Steve, taken by the animal aroused within
him, spun her quickly about so her back was to him, wrapped one arm about her
to clasp her arms tight into her sides and placed the other under her neck to
roughly turn her face to the side. He then thrust his eager tongue into her
mouth while dry humping her young bum, which, I'm sure, was his favourite part
of her.
Her
skirt was scrunching up around her hips revealing glimpses of her white cotton
panties as, knees slightly bent for leverage, he pumped repetitively up into
her soft ass. His eyes were open, and had the look of a madman as he ravaged
her.
Steve
released her chin and her head sagged slowly forward. With his now free hand he
reached around her chest to thrust his hand down her into her blouse and take
hold of and roughly grope one of her ample tits. I watched in awe as his
fingers moved within her top, squeezing then pinching a nipple then swapping to
the other.
Steve
was talking to her but I couldn't make out what he was saying due the approach
of a car. I started to reach for my fly to free my rock‑hard cock as I
waited for the car to pass so I could hear Steve's lecherous words, but it
didn't pass... it slowed... then it pulled into the driveway!
I
craned my neck back and spotted a white standard family sedan having its lights
cut. The driver wasn't visible within the darkened cabin, but the door popped
and then swung open. A man lifted himself with grunt from his vehicle. The best
I could make of him was that he was about Steve's age, with a little more
paunch and a lot more hair, though greying and worn to the side. He was wearing
denim jeans and a sandy coloured shirt that was rolled up at the sleeves.
Pausing
momentarily, he looked up at the house, exhaled, adjusted his crotch, placed
his keys in his pocket and started his way toward the front door. He struck me
as the office type, someone who had grown fat behind a desk.
The
'arrangement' Steve had made was thus revealed. The old bastard had invited a friend (surely very grateful
friend) over so they could both hammer away at a young, nubile seventeen‑year‑old
girl!
My
heart was beating so fast I was sure it would be heard, and my cock leaked its
first dribble of pre‑cum into my pants. I knew then I had been fooling
myself about stopping this. I knew that
when I had been thinking of stopping it, I was secretly hoping something would
prevent me from doing so! That I was relieved that I would get to see it happen
again thrilled me more than it worried me; surely it was meant to be the
reverse! Is that fucked up or what?
I
returned my attention to the living room as the doorbell rang. Leigh's head
snapped toward the door, a decidedly unsure look now upon her gorgeous face.
Steve smiled sardonically, and reluctantly pulled himself free of Leigh,
licking his lips as he did so. She looked nervous as Steve made his way towards
the door of the living room. He stopped short, probably half to make sure Leigh
didn't run from the room, and shouted toward the front door, "Come on in,
John!"
I
shot a glance at Leigh. She was running her hands slowly down her cheeks as she
swapped her worried glances between the living room doorway and the floor.
Smiling,
Steve turned to her. "You want that drink now, gorgeous?... Aw,
c'mon. You're going to love this. You know you will." Then he added, "You even said you will...
remember?"
I
heard the heavy footsteps of this 'John' coming down the tiled hallway that led
to the living room. Steve looked back at Leigh, then back at the approaching
man, smiled and nodded. He then moved back into the living room as John's
shadow grew in the doorway.
As
John came into the doorway, Steve turned towards him. The man's eyes were instantly drawn to my gorgeous girlfriend's
standing form. Steve smirked at John, whose deep‑set, somewhat beady
eyes, were drinking in Leigh's fine form. He swallowed and his mouth fell
slowly open. The newcomer to this twisted little affair then exhaled audibly,
looking her up and down with the eyes that most men involuntarily adopt when
they catch sight of Leigh.
Steve,
looking very pleased with himself, rubbed his chin as he shared John's view of
Leigh. "Is she not everything I told you?"
John
could only respond with a slow nod.
Maybe he was convinced he was only dreaming this, and if not, he was
certainly dreaming of what was about to happen.
"Leigh,
honey, why don't you say hello to John."
Leigh
looked like a stunned deer, standing there shifting on her white socked feet as
she was ogled by the two fat men who were here to stuff their cocks into her
every fuckhole.
Leigh
didn't respond as requested. Instead she moved a step backward from the men.
John, suddenly anxious, looked to Steve, who seeing his worry, took the
initiative, walking toward her, his eyes locked with hers while speaking to
John. "Don't worry, John, I just had my hand on her tits and my cock
pressed into her sweet ass. She loves this little reluctant act, but... she
loves stiff cock a whole lot more.
Isn't that right, Leigh?"
At
that, a reassured John rubbed the front of his pants, his eyes still locked on
the fine teenage form before him as he swallowed again. How long it must have
been since he had such a fine young thing... if ever.
Steve
came to stand before the apprehensive looking Leigh. I wasn't sure if it really
was an act; she looked genuinely concerned about the situation, but not enough
to send her screaming from the room. She just stood there and let her arm be
taken by Steve and then half dragged across the room toward the waiting John,
who took a deep breath as she neared him.
"I,
I don't think..." she stammered.
"You
shouldn't be thinking," quickly interrupted Steve as he pulled her to be
standing before the much larger John, whose eyes had gone flat. I don't think
John even realized that he licked his lips, but I'm sure that she was taken
aback by the primal look in his eyes.
She
was standing between the two men, nervously fidgeting, until Steve moved slowly
around behind her. "Leigh, this is going to happen," he stated as a
matter of fact. "We talked all
about this... remember? You are going to let us do all the things we want to do
to you... You know you want us to.
Otherwise... why would you have agreed to tonight? And... why aren't you trying to get
away?"
Sardonically
John smiled as Steve took Leigh by the elbows, pulling her arms back and in
doing so, caused her tits to thrust out at John, stretching to the limit the
white cotton of her school blouse.
Steve
continued, "Why? Because you want our old cocks pushed up inside you...
Don't you, honey? Yes, you do," he insisted, more to take control of the
situation than to elicit any type of answer form my sweet little schoolgirl.
"You love being the helpless little girl getting molested by the lecherous
dirty old men."
Leigh
had her face turned to the side as Steve said, "Go ahead, John. Feel them.
Feel her young tits. Go on."
John
didn't need any more encouragement than that. He licked his lips again as his
arms raised, his hands slightly clawed, his eyes trance‑like upon his
target. Leigh's wide eyes followed the path of his hands as they neared her
waiting, jutting boobs, her breathing becoming quicker. With an audible gasp,
her head jerked back as John clamped his big hands heavily around her pert
schoolgirl tits. John's eyes went flat and a sly smile came slowly to his
parted lips as he now had his fingers dug into the soft flesh of Leigh's
pliable boobs. But instead of fighting, she closed her eyes.
"You
see, John... I told you."
John
nodded slowly, then removed one hand to reach down and readjust his crotch
again. His cock must have been raging
from having these beautiful teen tits at his whim. Raging at the certain knowledge that this beautiful teen girl,
seemingly willing, perhaps even eager, would allow two older guys to have their
way with her gorgeous body. What an unbelievable situation it must have been
for him.
A
dark look came to John's eyes as he moved his free hand up stroke Leigh's face,
then under her hair to travel around to the back of her neck as he took a step
toward her. He half smiled and shook his head, as he looked her up and
down. Then he leant in and eagerly
thrust his tongue into her soft teenage mouth. I could see the sweat on his
shifting brow as his jaw opened and closed as he roughly kissed her while Steve
held her in place. I saw the outline of John's large tongue appear in one of
her cheeks, then slip out of her mouth only to be quickly pushed back in to
stretch it open again to continue kissing her. He was consuming her as his lust
was consuming him.
My
cock had found its way into my hand and was already pumping out its precum,
making the experience of pulling it a delight. I yanked my dick hard, overawed
by watching these lecherous old sobs having their way with my seventeen‑year‑old
girlfriend in her school uniform.
Steve
then spoke with a big fat grin on his face as Leigh's head jerked slightly
under John's hard kissing. "John
is usually such a boisterous, loud fellow. One, who, in drunken conversations
between ourselves, talks about women just like just most other men do. But his
tastes lean toward teenies... young cunts just like you. You should see his collection of Barely
Legal and Seventeen mags and vids. The guy's fanatical, so you can imagine what
a gift this is to him. That's why I
chose to let him in on this!
"Sure,
he looked a little taken aback upon entry, but that's only because he thought I
was joking about this whole thing. He thought there was no way something like
this, like you, could be true. But... he believes me now! Ha!"
Leigh
pulled her head back, but John's tongue eagerly chased her mouth until he found
it again and she let him resume kissing her.
"Hmmm!
Mmmm!" groaned John into my girlfriend's full mouth. His apprehension had
gone and the hand he had behind her head was now finding it way down to her
other tit. As he found it he pulled his head back and stared Leigh in the eyes,
never letting go of her thrust out boobs.
Catching
his breath, he looked over Leigh's shoulder and said to Steve, "She is
fucking delicious!"
Then,
with a furrowed brow, he met Leigh's eyes and squeezing her tits said,
"You are y'know... fucking delicious."
His
expression darkened as he stared her in the eyes, "I see you lovely little
teenage tarts in the malls and at the beach wiggling your peachy asses in your
short skirts or showing off your young fine tits in bikinis, and, I have to
tell you, it drives me fucking wild... and... and here I am... with a gorgeous
example of a newly bloomed, ravishing teenage sex pot. Damn!
I find it hard to believe."
Returning
his gaze to Steve, he continued as he fondled my whimpering girlfriend through
her school blouse. "Remember what
we talked about last night when I still thought this whole thing was a big
practical joke on your part? You know how I want to start this... what I want
to do to her, don't you, Steve?"
"I
remember," acknowledged Steve with a nod of his head.
"How
will I ever repay you for this?"
"You
can repay me by completely enjoying yourself... and by doing exactly what you
said you wanted to do to one of these teen sluts. I'd like to see it,
actually," replied Steve with a smirk.
Tightening
his grip and pulling her elbows back until they were touching, Steve hissed,
"Do you see what you bring out in men? Do you see the animals we become?
Sure, we're nice enough in the outside world, but... anytime when we encounter
someone who looks like you; all we are imagining is how sweet your tight little
cunt would feel wrapped around our cocks." Smiling evilly he added, "And now that we have you here, we
can release all that we have to conceal from the world everyday."
These
words prompted John to reluctantly release Leigh's tits, take her by the upper
arm and march her toward the couch furthest from me. Her eyes darted about,
unsure what was going to happen, when John promptly sat himself on the couch
and looked up at Leigh through hard eyes.
"Lay
across my lap, Leigh. I'm going to spank that sweet little ass of yours. I'll tell you now, it's going to hurt. You
are going to take it and I am going to fucking love it!" he explained,
reveling in the authoritarian role he had adopted.
Christ!
Not even I had done that! I had no idea how she would take it, and obviously
neither did she as she just stood there, that same unsure look on her face.
"Uhhh...
I don't... hey!" she exclaimed as John grabbed her by the hand and roughly
pulled her down. She put up a bit of a fight, but I did catch the hint of a
smile, and John, despite his size, was actually having a hard time getting her
into position. But I think he was
enjoying the contact with her as much as Leigh was enjoying making him fight
for the prize of her bare bum.
But
then Steve was there. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them out in front of
her, and then it was just a matter of John pulling her lithe form across his
lap and she was in position. Her crotch
was now directly over John's crotch, leaving the full roundness of her ass
thrust up at him. He was staring at
that lovely ass. I think a little in
disbelief that he had a gorgeous seventeen‑year‑old's bum right
there before him, but mere inches from his face, and that he was about to have
his way with it.
She
was still struggling, but the maliciously smiling Steve was kneeling beside the
couch with her arms held out straight and tight and John had laid a firm hand
on the small of her back to ensure she couldn't escape.
"No!
I don't want to do this! I don't want to be spanked!" she pleaded.
Looking
up and down her fine form, John paid no heed to her plea. Lust smoldered in his
eyes as he stroked the backs of her calves, slowly moving up to her rounded
thighs. His hand was destined for the
rise of her round bum, now only barely covered by her short school skirt.
John
inhaled sharply and some drool actually escaped his mouth as his hand slipped
under her skirt to find the soft warmth of her offered up, helpless teeny
bottom. With alarm written across her pretty face, she looked innocently back
over her shoulder as John fondled her firm buns, reveling in the moment like it
was his last on Earth. Frankly, I don't
think he'd mind if it was.
"Ohhh,
Jesus! Her bums feels as good as I
imagined... Oh Christ... this is fantastic," said John to himself, I
believe.
"Is
her bum not exquisite?" leered Steve.
"You should try having your cock up it, John. There really is nothing like it. Trust
me," breathed Steve heavily.
"Hmmm... That just may have to happen again. You'd like that, huh, baby?"
Leigh
was straining to look back over her shoulders at John. Steve transferred one of her thin wrists so
that he was now holding both in one hand. Twisting her wrists so that her upper
torso twisted towards him, it allowed her to watch with relative ease as John
had his way with her bottom. But giving
her a better view wasn't Steve's real objective. Roughly he shoved his now free hand down the top of her blouse.
However, Leigh's attention remained on John, watching her skirt being slowly
pushed up over her bum, inch by inch.
Her
panty‑clad, up thrust buns were then revealed for the first time to
John. Their delightful olive‑skinned
roundness was swelling her white cotton panties to full. Her panties had ridden
up the cleft, probably from the wrestling with John. He was panting now,
wearing a disturbing smile as he stared in wide‑eyed awe at the fullness
of Leigh's teen ass, his to do with what he wished, and who now laid a hand on
one of her sweet swelling cheeks.
Involuntarily he shook his head slowly side to side as he firmly kneaded
that teeny bum cheek in his large, strong hand.
Meanwhile,
Steve was having his own fun. Still holding her wrists, his other hand had
reached down to the hem of her blouse to pull it up so it was crumpled around
her shoulder, but still covering her tits. As much as Leigh was all nervous and
apprehensive about letting two men in their fifties have their way with her, I
was now convinced it was all an act. My
belief was secured by how easily she let Steve yank her crumpled blouse over
her head. Her big schoolgirl boobs were revealed and Steve was quick to return
his hand to them.
Her
beautiful, smooth tummy, with its olive, silk‑like skin now rested
against John's thighs and he was stroking her smooth back with one hand while
his other continued taking big handfuls of her bum. Then he promptly lifted one
hand and brought it down with a loud crack onto her cheeks. Her head flew back,
her tussled hair flying from her face to reveal her shocked, grimacing
expression.
"Ow!
Fuck!" she grunted. John smiled
mockingly; he was enjoying inflicting pain onto her now reddening cheek.
Biting
his lower lip, John raised his hand again, but Leigh stopped him by quickly
moving her hands back to protect herself. But Steve was there again, taking her
by the forearms and, with little effort, pulling her hands away to again reveal
John's beautiful target.
"You
little bitch! I said you would take it,
didn't I?" John growled meancingly. He then reached out to take a handful
of her thick hair and pulled her head back until her neck was straining and
smacked his free hand hard down onto her panty covered bum with a resounding
SLAP!
This
time she grunted, and her hips jerked forward, thrusting her crotch into John's
as she twisted held in Steve's grip. Steve was busy with her tits, one hand
squeezing and groping while the other held her wrists firmly. I have to say that it excited me to watch
her get spanked like the naughty slut she was being.
SMACK!
The lounge echoed again with the sound of Leigh's punishment. "OH! AHHH!
STOP IT!" she screamed, kicking her white‑socked feet. She was
grimacing, both from the sting in her ass and from having her hair pulled so
roughly, but she wasn't putting up any real fight.
Taking
a pause from spanking her to greedily grope her bum, John looked to Steve with
a serious expression, "We need to quiet her down... and I know just the
thing," he explained with a gleam in his eye.
With
one hand firmly on her back and the tip of his tongue slightly parting his
lips, John slowly peeled Leigh's cotton panties down over her now flaming
crimson cheeks. He exhaled, as her exquisite full bum was made bare before
him. He even moved his head to the side
to peek between her thighs, trying to catch a first glimpse of her cunt and
asshole as he pulled her panties down over her thighs, along her calves and
then off her white‑socked feet. With them now scrunched in his hand, he
put them to his face and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmm!
The sweet smell of teen cunt! It's been so fucking long," he said,
relishing in the gusset of her knickers. He pulled them away from his face.
"Look," he said, holding them up for Steve's viewing "they're
fucking wet!"
He
pulled back on Leigh's hair, causing her to grunt, "Steve was right... you
do love this! You love being molested and treated like shit. Don't you?"
She looked away, as much as she could with her head pulled back so far. "Time to quiet you down, girly,"
grumbled John.
Steve
watched with dark fascination as John reached forward with her panties and
began stuffing them into her mouth! Her initial surprise quickly passed as she
grimaced and fought and tried to spit them out, but John persisted, jamming
them in. Due to her head being pulled
back, she couldn't quite close her mouth, and soon her cheeks were stuffed full
with her own knickers, save one small section of waistband that dangled
obscenely from her mouth. "Do not fucking spit them out! Do you hear me,
bitch?!" barked John.
The
look of gorgeous Leigh with her mouth stuffed full of her schoolgirl knickers
combined with watching her struggle while two older men had their way with her
boobs and bum was too much for me, and as much as I tried to hold back, I came,
hard, to be lost in waves of indescribable pleasure. For some long moments I
was lost in the dizzying heights of an amazing orgasm, leaving my mark all over
the sidewall of the house.
When
my vision returned, I looked through the window to see John's hand zipping down
again. As it slapped hard onto my
girlfriend's firm bare cheeks, she threw her head back, sending her long hair
flying and her eyes went wide, barely cognizant of the sharp repetitive sounds
drifting through the window, sounds of the cruel ass blistering she was
receiving.
SMACK! Writhing under the assault she hollered
through her panties, "MMMFF!" as tears streaked down her flushed
cheeks. Her hands were now clenched
into fists and the cords of her neck stood out. Her bare chest was heaving and
she went to catch her breath, but exhaled sharply as John spanked her again.
"MHM!
MMFF!" Giving another hip lunging
reaction accompanied by a throaty grunt, Leigh bucked helplessly as the harsh
spanking continued. Three more hard
slaps and she was a sobbing uncontrollably.
John paused, looking down over her gorgeous, submissive form with a
satisfied smile while stroking her flaming red bum cheeks.
"Shhh...
It's all over now," he said soothingly while smiling sardonically.
John
looked to Steve who was flushed from watching her gorgeous little face twisted
up in pain as her incredible ass was turned crimson. "Christ, that was a
fucking turn on to watch," remarked Steve breathlessly. "Why do pretty girls look even sexier
when in a little pain?" he asked rhetorically.
"That
was fucking incredible. My cock is aching, Steve!" announced John as he
continued to run his hands over the recovering Leigh, whose hair had been
released allowing her face to lower slowly into the softness of the sofa. "Fuck!
I need relief," said John.
"But first... first I have to see how much she enjoyed that." I watched his hand disappear between down
between her ripe hemispheres toward her concealed schoolgirl cunt.
Leigh
locked her thighs together, resulting in John have to push to get to his prize.
"Leigh! Mph!" he grunted, "What are you hiding? Hmmm? Don't want
to show us...mmph! ...that...mmph... you loved being spanked, huh?" he
growled as he struggled to get his hand down there.
"Give
me a hand, Steve! I need to feel that pussy of hers."
Steve
complied and quickly shuffled down to kneel before the couch near Leigh's legs.
He was blocking my view slightly, but only of her calves. He placed a hand on
each knee and, with a little grimace, started to pry her soft teeny thighs
apart. John's expression changed as I saw his hand dip further down.
"Ohh... Ohhh fuck yeah... that's it...
I've got my hand on her cunt!" Smiling he snidely added, "Steve, it's
fucking wet like you wouldn't believe!"
With
tears still streaking her face, Leigh was looking over her shoulder at the two
men now focused on her engorged pussy. Then, under John's continued ministrations,
she turned her face forward and her eyelids drooped and her jaw shuddered. She was loving it!
Steve
fumbled with the back of Leigh's plaid skirt that was still gathered up around
her waist. With a yank, he pulled it up
her body and over her head. But for her
white socks, she was now stripped completely nude.
John
leaned in close to Leigh's ear and, now finger fucking her, growled,
"That's a tight little cunt you have. Isn't it, girlie? Your boyfriend's a
lucky man." Indeed I was.
I
watched Steve pull her closest leg down off the couch so that her legs were now
spread and reach forward to rub her still reddened ass. The room was silent
aside from Leigh panting through her knickers and the groans and grunts of the
two men who had subjugated my girlfriend.
The two old fat men were now seemingly able to do anything they wanted
to her young body.
John
was leaning to his side to get as close a look as possible as he slid his
finger in and out of my girlfriend's cunt.
Meanwhile Steve's hand slid over her bum and down into the crack of her
ass.
I
saw her taking laboured breaths through her panties as John's fat fingers
molested her cunt. Then her eyes sprung
open. With a jerk, she looked over her
shoulder back towards her bum... Steve was pushing his middle finger into her
asshole.
She
grimaced and grunted through her panties as he jammed the full length of his
finger into her bum. But all she did was lie there and let it happen, lie there
and let two fifty‑odd year old men do what they wished with her young
pussy and ass. Lie there and be both
dominated and worshipped simultaneously.
Lie there without the knowledge that her boyfriend was just outside the
window watching the whole obscene event... for the third time.
"I
gonna cum in my fucking pants if I don't get up her soon!" John was
turning out to be a real charmer.
"C'mon, slut," he said to Leigh, pulling his wet fingers from
her cunt as his other arm slid under her lithe tummy to lift her backward off
his lap.
But
Steve kept, what I could see now, were three fingers up her bum. His hand
prevented her from sitting fully back on her haunches so she was forced to
assume a half doggy position with her round ass sticking out, perfect for
Steve's working hand.
She
looked back at Steve, panties still stuffed in her mouth, and then stuck her
ass out even more in a very tantalizing fashion. This had an obvious affect on
him. Licking his lips, he returned his
gaze to watch his three fingers piston away at her pink bum hole. She returned
her attention to John, placing her hands on her knees for balance as Steve did
what he wanted with her bum.
John
was sitting back on the couch, smelling and tasting his fingers, taking a few
seconds to drink in the incredible situation he found himself in. His hard cock
was obvious in his pants, and he'd leaked so much precum that it had actually
wet through to the denim of his jeans.
Locking
eyes with Leigh, John brusquely ordered, "Take my cock out, slut and suck
it!" Reaching forward, he shoved his fingers into Leigh's mouth and slowly
extracted her saliva‑covered panties.
"C'mon bitch, suck my goddamned cock!"
Her
initial act was over now, and she lowered her sultry brown eyes to John's
crotch. The mere sight of her doing
this, having a teenage beauty like Leigh focus her attention on his crotch, and
the delicious anticipation that accompanied it sent a visible thrill through
John, who realized he was about to have his cock slide between those gorgeous
lips.
Leigh's
hand reached forward, and John inhaled to lift his fat gut from his waistline
to give her access. Her fingers worked away at his belt as I spotted Steve
withdraw his fingers from Leigh's bum and place both hands under her thighs to
lift her ass higher into the air so that she was now in a full doggie position,
allowing her very wet, pink pussy to peak out from between her slightly parted
thighs.
Leigh
succeeded in undoing John's button and was about to start on his fly, when
Steve craned his neck forward and pushed his face into Leigh's out thrust cunt.
She moaned audibly and her head dropped forward as Steve started lapping away
at her willing pussy like a man possessed... which he was. Her frame jerked
forward and back with each full hard lick that ran up her cleft. Though the
cunt licking made it hard for her to concentrate, John's fly had now come all
the way down.
Again,
I don't think John realized that he let a stream of drool escape his lips as he
watched Leigh, eager for his cock, push her hand down into the top of his
underwear. He struggled to keep his eyes open as she took hold of his dick in
his pants and pulled his underpants down with her other hand to watch his
average sized dick spring free. John ran his hands down his face as he looked
at his precum oozing dick wrapped in Leigh's soft warm hand.
Leigh
then started slowly masturbating him, sliding her hand up and down his
engorged, glistening prick. He craned his head back, eyes closed, but then must
have decided he wanted to see this and moved his head forward again to watch this
amazing thing... a beautiful teenage girl jerking him off. His grunts and
groans were now audible amongst his heavy, gravelly breathing and Leigh smiled
slyly... she was the one in control here.
After
finishing one long lick that traveled up between the lips of Leigh's pussy, up
over her pink little anus to leave the top of her bum, Steve noticed that Leigh
was pulling (the very appreciative) John's cock. He stopped for a few seconds
to watch John's enjoyment, obviously heightening his own. It took but a mere
few seconds before Steve was not able to restrain himself any longer. Sitting back, Steve put his hands to his
burgeoning pants where he started on his fly.
Leigh
was now jerking John's dick with enthusiasm, smiling her sexy little smile at
him. He struggled to reciprocate her
smile, due to his face twitching in spasms of pleasure.
"Stop!
Stop!" insisted John suddenly, "I can't hold it any fucking
longer!" As he spoke the words his
hand sped to stop Leigh's. He succeeded in stopping before blowing his load and
took a few deep breaths to recover. Leigh giggled and then looked back to see
Steve's fat dick just coming free of his pants. She smiled again and arched her
back to offer her sweet round bum up to him.
Steve's
eyes once more locked on Leigh's cunt and beautiful teen bum, knowing that he
was once again about to experience the amazing pleasure found within. Leigh
watched him shuffle up between her spread white socked feet on his knees and
point his fat dick towards her waiting holes. But her head was suddenly turned
by John's hand; he must have regained himself and was ready for more. With an
animalistic look in his eyes, I saw John's big hand slide around the back of
Leigh's head, grab a fistful of her tussled brown hair and pull her head down
toward his quivering dick. She didn't resist and, as her face lowered, she
opened her sweet full lips and I watched as John's cock passed between them.
"Oohhhhh!
F‑fuck!" he exclaimed as he had his first experience of Leigh's
soft, wet mouth. "Oh‑hhh‑hhohhh! You sweet little cunt!"
he moaned and he pushed her head down so that her mouth was now overfull with
cock. Pushing her down further, she gagged a little, but he was so lost in the
delicious feelings running through him from Leigh's mouth and tongue that he
seemed to have lost all regard for her.
"Mnh!
Mnff! MFFF!!" she exclaimed as she choked and spluttered on John's cock,
which he now began fucking up into her throat with determined thrusts.
"Ohh,
fuck! Fffuuuuck!" he cried.
Suddenly
her body jerked, and she exclaimed loudly, well, as loud as she could with her
mouth stuffed with a cock. I then saw why.
Steve was pushing his cock into her bum! Confirming that he was indeed
an ass man (and Leigh's shapely ass is second to none), I watched as her anus
yielded to Steve's fat prick as he eagerly pushed forward, seeking the tightness
and warmth within.
Leigh's
fingers dug into the lounge and her body trembled and jerked as her teeny bum
once again struggled to take the full thick length of Steve's driving cock.
With John forcing her head to remain in one place as he brutally face‑fucked
her, and with Steve's big dick forced all the way up her schoolgirl bum, I
pulled on my cock like a man possessed. This was an amazing sight watching my
seventeen‑year‑old dream girl being ravaged by her father's best
friend and a fifty‑year‑old stranger.
Steve
started thrusting, hard jerking thrusts that shook Leigh's lithe body. Her tits
swayed back and forth and her knees shifted as she struggled to maintain balance.
"MFF! MFF! MMFF! MFF! MMMFF!" she repeated over and over as her face
and ass were fucked simultaneously.
The
two men were grunting and swearing at her between ragged breaths. "Little
teasing cunt!" "Suck that cock!", "Slut tramp!" and
"cheating little bitch!" were among the few harsh words I could make
out. Steve and John were really getting into her, putting it to her, driving
their cocks as far up into her as possible, drawing as much pleasure from her
fuckholes as possible. I even saw Steve look over at John and smile wickedly;
John, a knowing glint in his half closed, beady eyes, nodded.
Leigh's
ass cheeks rippled as Steve, his mouth dropping open as he experienced the
ecstasy that Leigh's body was giving him, pumped into her, his brow glossy with
sweat. John was holding Leigh's head still with his large hands and jerking his
cock up into her mouth, which was dribbling a mixture of saliva and precum down
over her chin and onto his balls. His face was reddened and his body shook as
the thrills shot from his cock right through him. His breathing and grunting
picked up and his brow furrowed as he glared down at the back of Leigh's head
with the look of a wild animal. "MN! MNH! Fuck yes!
You...little...teenage...cunt... HnnnmmnaaaaHHH!" he exclaimed as he
roughly pulled Leigh's head up.
Her
mouth popped off his cock, which he grabbed just before he climaxed, bucking
his hips as his cum shot up at her screwed up face.
"OHHHH!
F‑F‑F‑FUUUUCK!" he hollered as the first jet hit her
square in the eye, but he held her jolting head in place and another load went
up her nose, all over her cheeks and stuck to her lips. The third lot doused
her hair, instantly matting it. As he came his whole frame shook, his face
trembled and saliva flew from between his gritted teeth.
With
the subsiding of his orgasm, his grip of Leigh's head loosened and she slowly,
dizzily lifted her cum painted face. But there was no word of complaint and she
licked and wiped John's semen from her eyes and smooth cheeks while her body rocked
from Steve's continued fucking of her ass.
Steve had slowed while John came, but he now was picking up the pace
again.
John,
basking in his post‑cum haze, was lazily kissing Leigh now and fondling
her tits while Steve, his breathing picking up, gave her long hard
thrusts. It was his turn, his turn to
cum.
Steve
slapped Leigh's ass hard once, then took her by the hips and I watched, close
to coming myself, as his dick slid in and out of her young bum. His eyes
twitched and his body trembled slightly as his shortened breath grew faster.
John
was kissing Leigh hard now, and his cock had started growing again already! I
suppose that fucking delicious forbidden fruit will have that affect on a man.
He was heavily groping her tits as I heard a yell. I looked to Steve to see him
enter the throes of his climax.
His
teeth gritted and cords stood out from his neck, the overwhelming pleasure that
shot through him from Leigh's tight asshole now rendering him speechless. It
sounded like he was choking as he blew his cum into her bowels.
Leigh
moaned muffled grunts into John's mouth, who was squeezing her tits as her body
rocked under Steve's wilting thrusts. Spent, Steve's head dropped forward to
rest on Leigh's sweating back, where he kissed and licked her smooth skin while
slowly pulling back his hips to withdraw his long, fat dick from her ravaged
asshole. It exited her bum with a pop and still half hard, it leaked the
remains of his juice onto the couch cushion.
That
was it, I let loose again, my second load of cum joining the first lot as my
orgasm took hold of me, sending me into the dizzying heights of the greatest
pleasure people can experience. Now that the event was over (but not yet
finished, I think), I realized how much my fucking knees were hurting and I
shifted slowly to ease the pain. From my new position I looked through the
window again.
Pulling
back from kissing her, but still kneading her tits, John smiled slyly at Steve,
who had lifted his head slightly, his red face sweating.
Steve,
naked below the waist, then collapsed back into the couch and took to regaining
his breath. My luscious Leigh, clad only in her white socks, lowered her head
onto John's legs, but not before she had tugged John's pants down below his
knees. Slowly, softly, she now lazily
lapped away at his hairy balls and hardening cock while she stretched her legs
out over Steve's. Steve in turn, took
to rubbing her legs and bum and for some minutes, the three of them just sat
there in a daze, relishing all that had just happened.
A
few more minutes passed, then Leigh, suddenly taking on a sullen and pouting
expression, lifted herself up with her arms.
With obviously feigned indignation she whined, "You bastards have
both had your fun! Now if you're finished, I..."
She
was cut short as John roughly pushed her back down into the sofa.
Simultaneously Steve's hand shot between her thighs, thighs that willingly
parted, to find her receptive pussy. Groping her cunt Steve said brusquely,
"Finished? We've only just started
with you, my delicious little Leigh."
Under
Steve's renewed assault, she slowly ground her hips into the sofa as she
slightly lifted her head from John's lap.
She was slack jawed as she turned her head so that the two men couldn't
see her face. A revealing smile then
spread across my girlfriend's pretty face, a sultry, sluttish smile that said
it all.
Fuck
the boy's night! Looks like I was staying here outside a window to see all that
was going to happen. There goes my self‑imposed therapy!
To
be continued in Part3(ii).
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