Under Mr. Nolan’s Bed Ch. 14

Posted: July 29th, 2009 | Author: Lonnie | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |

“We’re here.” Erica reached into the back seat and poked me. I startled out of my doze, lifting my head off Mr. Nolan’s lap.

“You drove all the way?” Mr. Nolan asked, leaning in toward the front seat.

“You guys fell asleep,” Erica replied with a shrug.

I sat rubbing my eyes and blinking in spite of the darkness. I could see that my mother had left the porch light on.

“Do you want help with your stuff?” Mr. Nolan asked softly.

I shrugged. “Yeah, I guess.”

We got out of the car and went to the trunk. It was cooling off, the heat of the day completely gone now, but I didn’t want the memory of our weekend together to abate like the temperature. I think he felt the same because we stood there looking at each other until Erica pulled the lever from inside, making the trunk pop open and startling us both.

He reached for my bag with a sigh, and I grabbed his hand.

“I don’t want to go,” I said, meeting his eyes in the dimness.

He sighed again, glancing over to make sure the open trunk blocked the view of my house, and then pulled me in close.

“I don’t want you to go,” he murmured against my cheek, kissing me when I tilted my face up to him.

“Don’t make me,” I whispered, hugging him and resting my head against his chest.

“It’s not up to me,” he replied, stroking my hair.

“Well, who is it up to, then?” I asked with a frown, meeting his eyes.

He shrugged. “I don’t have any answers, Leah.”

“I want to go home with you,” I said, swallowing hard. I couldn’t believe my own words, but there they were. “I’m eighteen now, I can make my own decisions.”

His thumb traced the line of my jaw, and he shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“Why not?” I asked, my eyes searching his. “You said you loved me…”

“I do, Leah,” he replied, touching my lips with his fingertips. “More than I should, more than I knew I could… I can’t stop thinking about you, I can’t stop wanting you, I can’t stop… I just can’t…”

“I know,” I agreed, feeling tears welling up in my eyes. “I can’t either. So why do we keep trying to stop?”

“I don’t understand it,” he murmured, shaking his head. “I wish I knew why, how… it’s like there’s something so right about it in the midst of everything that looks so wrong from the outside…”

“It’s not wrong!” I insisted. “Don’t you see? I’m old enough to choose what I want!”

He didn’t smile or placate me, which I thought for sure he would. Instead, he leaned down and kissed me, his lips soft and full and warm, his arms wrapping me up tight.

“I can’t fight it anymore,” he whispered against my cheek, my neck. I could feel his arms trembling, and his voice was shaking.

“Is that a yes?” I asked, my heart taking off, soaring in my chest. I cupped his face in my hands, searching his eyes for the truth, and found it. “Yes? Yes!”

“Yes,” he said, smiling as I planted kisses over his cheeks and chin and mouth and nose. “Okay, okay, enough!”

I laughed as he grabbed my bag, tossing it into the trunk and closing it again. The porch light was still on at my house, but there was no one waiting up, I could tell.

“I’ll call her tomorrow,” I said, taking his hand.

“She won’t take it well,” he said with a sigh. “I’ll talk to her, too, if you want.”

“I’m more worried about Erica,” I said, as he opened the car door.

“Worried about me?” she asked as I slid into the back seat. “How come?”

She took it better than I expected, asking, “So where will you sleep?”

“With me,” Mr. Nolan replied, making her scoot over so he could drive.

We were all quiet on the short trip around the block, and I was thinking about his bed—our bed—the whole way, my body alive and tingling.

“So… if you get married…” Erica said as the engine cut off and began to tick as it cooled.

“Whoa!” Mr. Nolan said, holding his hand up. “She’s moving in… no one said anything about marriage.”

“I’m just saying,” Erica replied, glancing at me in the backseat. “You’d technically be my stepmom.”

I laughed. “You ready for that, Cinderella?”

“”I’m” not ready for that,” Mr. Nolan replied with a groan, slapping his forehead. “Slow down, you two, alright?”

“Well, you do have to call Jerry Springer in advance you know,” Erica grinned. “It takes months for them to book you on a show.”

I snorted. “It’s not that bad. Is it?”

“After last night?” Erica raised an eyebrow at me and shrugged, grabbing the door handle.

I was glad that her dad was already getting our stuff out of the trunk and hadn’t heard her. I followed them both into the house. It had always felt like home to me, but there was a newness to it now that I knew it really “was” home.

“Should I call her tonight?” I asked as we headed upstairs to unpack. “So she won’t worry?”

Mr. Nolan opened the door to his room and I followed, glancing over my shoulder as Erica went into hers, waving to us and calling “Goodnight!” It felt so strange that I made him leave the door open.

“I’m afraid she’ll make a scene,” he said with a sigh, sitting on the edge of the bed and kicking off his shoes.

“I’ll leave a message on her cell,” I said, picking up the phone next to his bed. “She turns it off at night. It won’t ring.”

He watched me as I dialed, and even though I turned around, I could still feel his eyes on me.

I edged toward the bathroom as the phone started to ring. “I’ll just get ready for bed…”

Shutting the door behind me, I sat on the edge of the tub, hearing my mother’s voice, “Hi, this is Patty, I can’t come to the phone right now…”

My intention was just to say that we got in too late and I decided to stay the night, but that isn’t how it happened. Just hearing her voice, remembering how angry she was at the restaurant when she saw us together, made something wrench a notch too tight inside of me. When the “BEEP” came, I blurted it all out, probably because it was safer telling her voice mail than telling her face-to-face.

“Mom, it’s Leah, I’m at the Nolan’s, and I’m staying here. I’m… really staying here. For good. Mr. Nolan… Rob… we’re… we’re going to live together. I love him, Mom. I really love him, and he’s asked me to move in, and I said yes. I’m eighteen, you know. I’m an adult, and this is my decision. I hope you can understand.”

I hung up quickly, putting the phone down on the floor as if it were hot to the touch. I looked at it, waiting for it to ring, but it didn’t, so I washed my face and brushed my teeth and stripped down to my t-shirt for bed before picking the phone back up again.

“Everything okay?” He was knocking on the door.

I opened it and peered out. “I told her.”

His eyes widened. “Did you talk to her?”

I shook my head, moving past him into the bedroom. “I left her a message. But I told her I was going to stay here.”

“Tonight,” he said, coming to sit next to me on the bed. “You mean, tonight…”

“No.” I shook my head, putting the phone back in its cradle. “I told her I was moving in with you.”

He let out a breath, collapsing back onto the bed. “Well… I expect the phone is going to ring in the morning.”

“Are you going to talk to her?” I asked, snuggling up next to him. He was just in his boxers, and I rested my cheek against his bare chest.

“I will,” he said with a nod, staring up at the ceiling.

“She’s going to be mad,” I said, tracing circles over his belly with my fingernail.

He squeezed me with one arm, leaning in to kiss the top of my head. “It’ll be okay.”

“You promise?” I murmured, feeling the weight of it now as we lay together in his bed.

Tilting my chin up, he kissed me. “I promise.”

The kiss moved from a soft, reassuring thing to something deeper in just moments, our tongues meshing, my body pressing itself against him like I had no control over it at all. My hands, too, found their way down to his boxers, rubbing his stiffening length through them from base to tip, pressing the head against his belly.

He groaned against my mouth when I slipped my hand under the material.

“My god, Leah… I don’t know what it is about you…”

I smiled, tugging at his shorts. “Is that a compliment?”

“Definitely,” he murmured as I slipped down between his legs, pulling his boxers off and settling myself in front of his cock. It was straight up already, and I admired the gentle curve of it as I rested my head against his thigh.

“Do you remember that first night?” I asked, my fingertips brushing over his balls, working my way up the base.

“Yes,” he replied, shifting his weight a little as I leaned in to wrap my hand fully around him. “God, yes… just seeing you standing next to my bed, spreading that pretty little pussy for me…”

“I wanted you so much,” I whispered, kissing the head of his cock, licking around that soft, sensitive ridge and feeling him swell.

“I wanted you, too.” His hand moved to my hair, pressing me down his shaft, burying the tip of him near the back of my throat. I groaned, sucking greedily, making him moan. “Oh yeah, Leah… fuck… I couldn’t stop thinking about you… I still can’t… it wasn’t the first time…”

“What do you mean?” I murmured, pausing to lick around the head again, lapping at him like he was a melting ice cream cone and I was trying to catch all the sweet, delicious dribbles down the side.

“Oh baby,” he moaned as I sucked him into my mouth again, just the tip, moving my tongue back and forth. “I used to… god, the way you ran around here in practically nothing—and that damned uniform! Your little panties flashing all the time… I couldn’t help it. I wanted you so much.”

“Did you imagine me when you did this?” I asked, stroking him upward, the skin caressing the head of his cock before I pulled it down tight.

“Yes,” he admitted, moving his hips as I tugged on his cock. “I used to imagine constantly. In fact, there’s a video I’ve got with a girl that looks so much like you… I can’t count how many times I watched that one and dreamed of fucking you…”

“It’s not a dream anymore,” I said, kneeling up between his thighs and pulling my t-shirt off over my head. “I’m all yours.”

He groaned, shaking his head in disbelief as I straddled him, reaching for his hard length. I rubbed it up and down between my lips before settling him right at the entrance of my pussy and wiggling on the tip of his cock. His eyes were between my legs, watching me as I slowly started to sink down onto his thick shaft.

“Mmmmm yeah,” he murmured. “That’s a girl.”

“I love it going into me,” I breathed, sitting up on his cock and rocking around on it, moving my hips in easy circles. “Oh, god… rub my pussy… please…”

His fingers found my clit, moving it around in the same circles that my hips were making on his cock, sending jolts like livewires through my body. I closed my eyes, cupping my breasts and feeling the weight of them filling my hands. I started to squeeze my nipples as I rode him, a slow, rhythmic tug.

“God you’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his fingers moving faster over my clit, making me rock a little more. I couldn’t open my eyes and look at him, too lost in my own world, just using his cock for my pleasure. The thick shaft spread me open wide, and I rolled around and around, grinding my hips as I pulled on my nipples.

“Oh Rob,” I moaned as his fingers slipped back and forth now in my wetness, rubbing my clit faster and faster. “Oh that’s so good!”

“Yes,” he urged me on. “Your little pussy is so good, baby. Cum all over my cock!”

I gasped, biting my lip and feeling that gentle swell in my belly, pushing me up like the surge of a wave, the pleasure almost more than I thought I could possibly bear. I loved knowing it was coming, feeling that moment just before my climax sent me rocketing skyward, lost in the blissful heat of it.

“Now,” I whispered, moaning and rocking, my muscles contracting all around the length of his shaft. He groaned, too, when the tight walls of my pussy squeezed his cock again and again. I leaned forward onto him, collapsing over his chest as I came, panting against his neck.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he whispered into my ear, his hands moving over the rounded curve of my ass and down the soft skin of my thighs. His cock was still inside of me, rigid and throbbing.

My eyelids fluttered open and I leaned up a little so I could kiss him, and he gave me all of his lust in that moment. He sucked hard on my tongue, grabbing my hips and shoving me down against him, grinding me there, his cock buried somewhere deep in my belly. I moaned when he rolled me, rolling with me, pressing me with his full weight down onto the bed.

I couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to, and I didn’t want to. My pussy was still pulsing and swollen from my orgasm and his cock slid into me like I was butter, the soft, creamy sound of my wet flesh taking him in filling the room as he fucked me. I wrapped my arms around him, wanting all of him on me, in me, filling me, and he let himself collapse and just grind against me, working toward his own release.

“Yes,” I whispered into his ear, taking the weight of him, taking the thick, stiff heat of his cock again and again as he lost himself, rutting in his own pleasure. “Oh yes, Rob, come on, fuck me, work that little pussy…”

He groaned at my words, shoving in deeper still, making me gasp. I loved urging him on, making my voice low and saying all the naughty words that made his cock swell inside of me. The heat of the friction between my legs was growing, and I could feel my own surge of pleasure rising with every thrust.

“Feel that?” I murmured, squeezing my pussy around his cock and hearing his breath panting faster in my ear. “That tight, wet cunt ready to milk to your cock?”

He groaned, pushing himself up on his arms and shoving into me, his knees pushing my legs back as he worked his cock deeper. I reached down to feel where he was going into me, all the slippery wet flesh against my fingers, and then slid my hand down to cup his balls as they slapped against my ass. They were drawn up tight, and I squeezed them gently in my hand.

“Ohhh god, baby,” I whispered, looking up at him. “All that hot cum in there for me…”

He grunted, and a twisted look came over his face that told me that he was on the edge of an ecstatic agony. I spread my legs a little wider, thrusting back up to meet him as he fucked me, my hand massaging his balls.

“I want it,” I purred, squeezing his length with my muscles, drawing him in deeper. “I want all your cum, baby. I want you to shoot it all over me!”

“Fuck, Leah,” he moaned, pulling back, the hard length of his cock slipping out of my pussy.

I grabbed for it as he started to cum, one hand still cupping his balls, the other squeezing the length of his cock and stroking it against my pussy as he began to erupt. Thick, hot spurts shot over my swollen lips, and I moaned, aiming and rubbing the tip of him against my swollen clit. Just the feel of his cum, like liquid fire against that tiny bud of flesh, sent me over the edge, too, and I shuddered, making his cock kiss my little clit again and again as I came.

We had cleaned up and were both snuggled together in bed when I whispered, “Was she prettier than me?”

“Who?” he murmured, and I could hear in his voice that he was drifting off.

“The girl in the movie that you said looked like me.”

He chuckled, kissing my forehead. “Go to sleep, Leah.”

I did, letting myself think about my mother’s reaction to this new arrangement for only a moment before forcing the thought away. I wasn’t going to let her ruin what I had found here in this man’s arms. Nothing could come between us now.

It was the rocking of the bed that woke me, a slow, gentle movement. Disoriented, dreaming of waves, I blinked at the ceiling in the darkness, trying to decide if I was still asleep. Then I heard him moan softly and call my name.

“Rob?” I whispered, rolling toward him, reaching my hand out.

“Leah?” His voice had a surprised edge as my hand made contact with the soft skin of Erica’s thigh. I slipped my hand up to her hip. She was straddling him and I knew he was inside of her.

“Oh god,” he groaned. “Erica?”

I felt Erica’s whole body tense and I eased in next to them both, murmuring, “Shhh.”

“I was asleep—” Rob started, but I kissed him quiet, moving my hand up Erica’s side and cupping her breast in my hand.

“Does it feel good, baby?” I murmured, thumbing her nipple and hearing her moan.

“Yeah,” she whispered, rocking again on top of him. “His cock is so big!”

“I know,” I agreed, reaching down to feel the point where they were merged in the darkness, the thick base of his shaft slippery with her wetness. I wondered how much I’d slept through and felt a twinge of jealousy, but shoved it away.

“Erica, please, we really shouldn’t,” he murmured, groaning again. “Oh, god, don’t squeeze like that, baby!”

“Don’t you like it?” she asked, bouncing faster on him.

“I… oh… oh, fuck… please,” he moaned as she fucked him harder.

“Shhh,” I said again, kissing him. “It’s okay… doesn’t she feel good?”

“Yes,” he admitted, sounding pained.

“Maybe we should just give your father something to do with his mouth,” I said to Erica, smiling as I moved to straddle his face. He moaned, but didn’t resist as I lowered my mound down to his mouth, rubbing my pussy over his chin, and then his tongue.

“I couldn’t help it,” Erica said as we embraced. I kissed her shoulder and neck, moaning when he found my clit and started to lick me there. “I heard you earlier… and I kept thinking about the other night…”

“It’s ok,” I whispered, kissing her mouth and pulling her closer, my breasts pressing into hers. We rubbed them together, sucking at each other’s tongues as she rode her father’s cock and I rode his face, both of us moaning softly into each other’s mouths.

Sliding my hand down, I found Erica’s clit and rubbed it. She was still smooth as a baby, her lips swollen and slick, stretched around her father’s cock. I made fast little circles, like I knew she loved, making her gasp and clutch at me.

“Oh yessss,” she cried. “Oh Daddy, I’m gonna cum all over your cock!”

His mouth was busy, but I heard his muffled groan, the gentle buzz of it against my pussy sending ripples of pleasure up my spine. Erica was fucking him hard now, slamming her pussy down and grinding it, doing it again and again. Her excitement, so close to the edge, made me want it, too, and my pussy throbbed against the lapping tongue that pushed through the soft folds of my flesh.

Erica was whispering, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” over and over, her breath short and panting in my ear, and then she was shuddering with her orgasm, throwing her arms around me, her back arching with it. I held her quivering body to me until it subsided, her racing heart beating against mine, her limbs suddenly like liquid, her body boneless as she sank toward the bed.

She rolled off of him, now whispering, “Oh god, oh god,” over and over. I leaned forward as her father’s hands grabbed my ass and pulled my pussy in to his probing tongue. It was snaking up into my little hole, pressing the smooth, pink walls, back and forth, side to side.

“Mmmm,” I said, taking his slick cock in my hand. He was full of her juices and I began to lick them off. “He tastes like you, Erica.”

She couldn’t resist and soon we were both licking and sucking his shaft, taking turns leisurely stroking and lapping at his cock until he was groaning and bucking underneath me, his tongue poking haphazardly between my pussy lips, distracted by his own pleasure.

“Which one of us do you want to fuck, now?” I whispered, rolling off him onto the bed.

He groaned. “Leah… god…”

I leaned over and turned on the low lamp next to the bed and we all blinked at each other. Erica was still stretched out between his legs and he looked down and met her eyes.

Jessica now moved up and began to kiss Zoe. The two girls began to make out, broken only by Zoe’s yips of “Oh yeah” as her roommate began to eat her out. Elizabeth moved into better position, so we could no longer see exactly what she was doing, but whatever it was, it made slurping sounds, and Zoe enjoyed it. Jessica had removed her own bra, and now had Zoe sucking at her small tits. I worried Zoe might bite down out of pleasure, but she seemed to be doing ok.

I saw that Mike had passed the panties to Pete, who now passed them to me. I sniffed Zoe’s sinful goodness, feeling the silky goodness that had hidden her treasures from us tonight. I took one last good whiff, then tossed them at Mike, who seemed to really be enjoying Zoe’s pussy odor.

I saw Jessica whisper something to Zoe, who shook her head no. Jessica then whispered again, and Zoe didn’t answer. Instead, she shrieked from the pangs of pleasure moving up her body. Jessica then got off the bed, and came over in front of me. She leaned in, kissed me, and whispered in my ear: “Take off my panties, and I’ll let you suck my tits.” I did so seeing her trimmed golden goodness, and got in a moment of sucking before she moved off back onto the bed.

She fondled and slapped Elizabeth’s covered ass as she went by, then moved up and straddled Zoe’s chest. Zoe opened her eyes, smiled, and nodded, and Jessica moved her hips up and shoved her pussy into Zoe’s face. Zoe, who seemed to have no experience at this, gave it her best effort, and Jessica started to sway and thrust, enjoying the experience. It then hit me that perhaps my girlfriend was bi, as she seemed completely at home with having a girl lick her. And you know what, I was ok with it.

Her enjoyment was cut short by the fact that Zoe was approaching orgasm. And boy, did she let us know it. She was vocal, yipping and squeaking, grunting and moaning as the Amazonian Elizabeth dived into her peach pit. Finally she peaked, and in one great big “Yes… Yes… Yes…”, thrashed around the bed, unloading her cream all over Elizabeth’s face.

After Zoe finished climaxing, she was breathing heavily, and Elizabeth finally turned around to all of us. She had that devilish grin on her face, and it was obvious she was covered in Zoe’s girl juice. She stood up in front of Pete, turned around, and flipped down her two bra straps. Pete reached up and undid the clasp, and she flung the bra into the corner before crossing her arms then turning around. Her fingers now played with her own nipples, teasing us.

Jessica moved over, kneeling on the edge of the bed, and reached around her taller friend, and took over duty of fondling the nipples. This allowed Elizabeth to reach out and fondle Peter’s head, messing up his hair. Jessica started to kiss Elizabeth’s ear and fondle her chest, before whispering in her ear. Elizabeth nodded, turned around, and laid Jessica back onto the bed, before crouching over her in a 69 position. Jessica’s face and Elizabeth’s ass were pointed towards us, and I now got a front row seat to watch my girlfriend eat out another girl. And yes, I enjoyed it.

Jessica seemed to know what Elizabeth liked, and had her groaning and moaning from the other end of the bed as she used her fingers, lips, and tongue to pleasure her old friend. Zoe was soon up and kissing Elizabeth’s shoulders and head before joining her in eating my girlfriend. I couldn’t see exactly what was going on, but when I saw Jessica’s knees up to my ears, and she moaned out “Oh god, she’s rimming my ass,” It became rather clear.

This went on for several minutes, and I was entranced in watching my girlfriend munch box when Mike finally nudged me and asked, “How long do we let this go on? I mean, do we get to join in?”

Elizabeth had heard him say that, and asked, “I thought you’d never ask. Girls, I think its time to stop tempting these boys before they waste their loads in their boxers.”

With that, she stood up, came over, and straddled Peter, and started making out with him. Mike jumped over and took Zoe into the other room, leaving Jessica and I the bed. I came over, kissed her, tasting the pussy on her, and said:

“That was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Why didn’t you tell me you liked girls too?”

“You never asked silly.” With that, she pulled down my boxers, and licked up and down my cock. I groaned, and then lied down on to the bed, giving her an easier time of sucking me off. She finally deep-throated me, which elicited a moan of appreciation, and after a minute of fucking my cock with her mouth, kissed up my body to my mouth. As she did, I looked over to see Peter, sitting in the chair, with Elizabeth straddling him. It was obvious from her movements they were screwing, and I could see that Peter seemed to have quite the tool. It wasn’t the biggest around, but it had to be a couple inches longer than mine, and I pack a 9″ gun. That was all I could see though, as Jessica kissed me, saying, “I’ve been waiting for this. Put that giant cock into me.”

While considering the fact that my innocent little girlfriend was talking like a dock whore, I quickly rubbed my steel rod up and down her lips, before trying to push it into her. Due to our position and my size; however, this didn’t work too well, and she said, “Ow, ow, this hurts baby. Please stop.” She pulled me out of her, looked me in the eyes and said apologetically:

“I’m sorry, I know I never told you this before, but I’m still a virgin. I’ve eaten pussy and I’ve sucked cock, but I’ve never been fucked.” I nodded back to her, and turned her over, onto her back. I got on top of her, and rubbed my dick up and down her. She was practically dripping onto the bed, so lubrication wouldn’t be a problem.

“Ok baby, this may hurt a little, but then it’ll feel good, ok?”

Jessica nodded, watching me. I pushed lightly into her, felt myself hit her cherry, and leaned down and kissed her as I pushed through it. She gasped, settling into the feeling of fullness that my cock gave her, then kissed me again, and started to shift around a little, letting me know that it was time for some serious fucking.

I started to push in and out, feeling her tight little vagina around my cock, and then starting taking longer strokes, finally getting into a good rhythm. She was enjoying it now, and pulled her knees up to her chin, showing her flexibility. This also tightened up her pussy, and it was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt. I kept going, knowing I wouldn’t last long from all the lesbian build-up, but enjoying myself none-the-less.

She kissed my neck, and dug her fingers into my back as she moaned, “Oh my god, this feels so good” and “Fuck me baby, fuck me hard.” I was getting towards that point of no return went I felt something warm and wet touching my balls. I turned around to see Elizabeth lying on her back, snacking on some scrotum, while Peter pounded into her. I smiled at her, and she smiled back, before starting to lick my girlfriend’s ass. Jessica went nuts at this, and I felt her start to tense up, then shudder, and her pussy was flooded with warm girly goodness.

“Keep going, baby,” she whispered, and I kept screwing. Soon I was reaching my climax though, and I asked her “Baby, where should I cum?”

“Cum in my mouth” I heard from below me, and turned to see Elizabeth smile at me. This put me over the edge, and I pulled out of Jess and stuck my dick in her friend’s face, and started to shoot spunk down her throat. She moaned in appreciation, and sucked it down like a vacuum. I pulled out when I was done, and she and Jess cleaned off my dick of all the Jess-juice. The sight of this set Peter off, and Jessica leaped down and took his dick into her mouth, returning the favor. Peter grunted and moaned, and Jessica choked from the length of his dick, but held onto the spunk. She then came over, and kissed Elizabeth, and they shared the semen before cleaning up each other’s faces, which Peter and I watched in awe.

From the other room, we could hear that Mike and Zoe were still going at it, from the squeaking of the bed, and the squeaking of Zoe. I stuck my head around the corner to see Zoe riding Mike, her back to his face. Her hands were massaging her own tits, as she rode him like a mechanical bull. Her moans were getting louder and louder, until I saw her spasm, biting her lip as she orgasmed. Mike kept pumping away, and she started riding again. Mike didn’t last much longer though, and soon, he mumbled “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.” Zoe jumped off his cock and locked her lips around it. Mike thrusted once, then twice, then came into her mouth. Zoe swallowed it all like a good girl, then cleaned his cock of her juices after.

By this time, Jess had come up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. Elizabeth was standing next to me in the doorway, and I leaned over and kissed her bare shoulder. She turned and smiled, then kissed me back, as Jess moved her attentions down to my balls and cock, which she massaged.

By now, Mike and Zoe had crawled off the bed towards us. I now tried to decide whether the guys wouldn’t mind me taking on both Zoe and Elizabeth. I realized the best way might be to get them started with Jessica first. I leaned back, kissed Jessica, tasting both her and Peter on her breath, and whispered “I want to watch you with both of them.” She looked at me confused, and answered, “But you already did.”

“No, I mean Pete and Mike.”

“Oh. I get it. You want both of them.”

I nodded, unsure of whether she would storm out. Instead, she got a grin on her face, took Peter’s hand, and led him over to the bed. She sat him down, and Mike next to him, and started to suck them both off. Zoe now came over, and the three of us watched from the doorway as Jessica worked my roommates hard again, then positioned them so she had a cock in her mouth and her pussy.

The sight of my girlfriend getting double-teamed aroused me, but not quite as much as when Zoe and Elizabeth both dropped in front of me and started to run their tongues up and down my shaft, and all over my balls. I looked down at them, as my cock grew to full staff, and decided to move back into Elizabeth’s room.

I took each girls hand, and led them in. I laid down on my back on the bed, my cock sticking up in the air. Zoe came over, and straddled my face, while Elizabeth jumped onto my cock.

I used my fingers to stimulate her clit as Elizabeth started to ride away. I could her the two female roommates kissing above me as I started to chow down on Zoe’s box, licking here and there, as I kept making little circles around her clit.

Elizabeth was a master at riding a guy, and pretty soon, I felt her pussy flood in an orgasm. She didn’t stop though, and kept riding me. Finally, I heard Zoe start doing her moaning thing again, and I kicked it up to warp speed, driving her pussy nuts, and she wet my face with her girl-juices.

She then rolled off to the side to recover, and I could focus on Elizabeth, whose pussy was wrapped around my cock, and whom I had been staring at all night. She leaned down over me, kissing me and letting me suck her tits, as I thrusted in and out of her.

Zoe had cuddled up next to me, her leg draping over mine as she stroked my chest and kissed my neck. Finally, she whispered in my ear something I hadn’t expected at all.

“I’ll let you fuck me in the ass.”

This broke my rhythm with Elizabeth, who hadn’t heard her roommate’s dirty proposal. As if to increase her point, Zoe grabbed my hand, and led it around to her tight little ass, and slapped it on there. I massaged her ass, and reached up and played with Elizabeth’s tits with my other.

Zoe reached up and played with the other tit, and Elizabeth came again, this one a big, loud orgasm that signaled the end of our copulation. She rolled off to my other side now, and cuddled up. I was now the meat in a knockout sandwich, and all I really wanted was a chocolate covered hot dog.

Zoe now got off the bed, and got back on it on all fours. She gave me a “Come hither” look, and I got off the bed, and moved behind her. Elizabeth propped herself up on her elbows to watch, as I moved in behind her roommate.

For lubrication, I started to just fuck Zoe’s box. She was very wet, and it didn’t take long before my cock was too. As I fucked her, I stuck my thumb in her box though, getting it nice and juicy, and plunged it into her ass.

She gave out a nice “Hmmmm,” so I kept doing it, her ass puckering every time my thumb went in and out. Elizabeth realized what was going on, and giggled, “Oh my God Zoe, you’re so dirty. You’re gonna let him butt-fuck you.”

Zoe nodded back, enjoying the vaginal attention. Elizabeth decided to get in on this, and crawled under her roommate. I soon felt a tongue on Zoe’s clit as my cock went by, doubling the stimulation.

I decided it was time, and thrusted one last time before pulling out. Zoe then arched her back, presenting her brown-eye to me. I aimed my cock at her shithole, spit on it one more time, and then slowly pushed in.

I felt Zoe tense up, and knew by the tightness that this may be her first time. I held my position, and heard Elizabeth keep up her clitoral assault, knowing she had a first row seat to what was going on. Zoe relaxed a little, and I pushed in a little farther, feeling her tight little ass stretch around my cock. I pulled out a little bit, and pushed in a little farther. Zoe was completely relaxed now, but I took my time to work my cock in, until I felt my balls hit her pussy.

I then pulled out about halfway, and started a nice, slow rhythm. Zoe seemed to enjoy herself now, but that was probably due to the tongue-lashing her roommate was giving her. I slowly fucked her ass, feeling how tight it was, wondering.

“Zoe, is this your first time?”

She nodded, and I smiled.

“Zoe, you’re a freak,” her roommate added.

“Um, Elizabeth, you’re the one eating her box as she gets fucked.”

“Yeah, so, I’m bi. In high school Jess’s nickname for me was Lezzy.”

I laughed at this, enjoying the fact I was fucking a girl in the ass I had just met today, and my girlfriend knew but didn’t care.

“And Jess, I started calling her Jizzy, because she always liked having my cum on her face.”

I laughed at this too, thinking of the fact that my girlfriend might be very “Jizzy” when Mike and Pete got done with her.

Zoe was really getting into it now, and pushing back against me. I reached up and cup one of her massive tits, tweaking the nipple and feeling the weight of it in my hand. Zoe now moaned again, and her ass tightened up as she came all over her roommate’s face. I was getting close to, so I decided what I was going to do.

I pulled out of Zoe, and told her and Elizabeth both to get on their knees. They did so, and Elizabeth started to jerk me off. I enjoyed it, and saw them kiss each other, letting Zoe taste herself, but finally, I felt that rush, and took over jerking duties.

Both girls opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues, and I gave them one shot each on the tongue, then one each on the chest, then dabbing the last little bit on Zoe’s nose. Elizabeth then proceeded to clean Zoe’s face, chest, before Zoe returned the favor.

As I sat down the bed, exhausted, Mike and Pete came back in, smiles on their faces. Jess came in behind them, her face and tits covered in cum. She had a big smile on her face, and her hair was a mess. Zoe and Elizabeth giggled at her, before walking over and cleaning her off with their tongues.

When they finished, Jessica and I decided to jump in the shower before leaving, while Mike and Pete decided to crash there. We all said our good-byes, and that was the only time we were all in the same place.

Jessica and I have been married for a few years now, but Elizabeth and I have something on the side, which Jess may or may not know about. Mike, Peter, and I went our separate ways, though we keep in touch, and Zoe was in grad school on the West Coast somewhere, last time I had heard.

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