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I chuckled. "You never asked," I said. "And you never seemed to listen to me when I just told you stuff."
Marcie's eyes were still closed but she smiled. "Yeah, I can be a bitch on the job, but I have my reasons." She stopped talking and frowned. "Holy shit, are you still hard?"
I hadn't noticed – yes, I know that sounds stupid – but I was still hard. Rock hard, in fact.
Marcie dropped her hands back to my ass cheeks and pushed. "Come on, honey, let's get it going again," she moaned. "Make me happy one more time."
This girl had sucked me off and swallowed my come and then fucked me like a porno slut. Hell yes I was going to try to make her happy!
I bent down to suck on a nipple as I started moving in and out of her pussy again, which was wetter and slicker than before. I tried rotating around in her pussy like earlier and listened to her moan as I hit her various hot spots. I let go of her nipple and moved my face to hers and kissed her passionately, feeling her hands move up as her arms circled my neck to crush my body on top of hers.
I kept thrusting as this happened, moving faster in and out and rotating my hips. As we kept kissing I moved my cock up to grind on her clit again and she broke the kiss to yell, "Oh god keep doing that!"
She moved her hands back to my butt and pulled hard. I got the message and started thrusting hard and fast again, keeping contact on her clit as I did. I thought our rutting would last longer this time, but suddenly I felt Marcie's legs wrap around my waist as her arms moved up around my neck again as her body convulsed in the rhythm I was setting with my thrusts. And she started wailing again.
"Oh shit just like that Paul, give it to me give it to me give give give give give, AAAHHHH!!!"
And just like that she tightened her grip even more, her arms and legs trying to crush my body as I shot off into her pussy again. I had never in my life come three times in an evening with two of them as close together as these last two.
I felt completely drained as my body relaxed. Marcie loosened her grip and, after a minute, her legs slipped off me. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy smile on her face as she held onto my shoulders. She raised up enough to kiss me softly, sweetly on the lips.
"I don't know where you've been all my life, stud, but that's the best fucking I've ever had," she whispered. "I'd love more, but we gotta get our clothes on 'cause I open in the morning."
I reluctantly raised up off her body and pulled out of her. We both laughed as our bodies separated with a wet sucking sound. After slowly pulling our clothes back on, we got into the front seat and kissed again.
I started the car as Marcie dug around in her purse. She pulled out a 3 by 5 card, the kind the library used for everything, including personal notes, and handed it to me. The card listed her address and phone number.
"I wrote that down earlier and thought I'd give it to you if you impressed me enough," she said. "God, did you ever impress me!"'
"Feeling is mutual, Marcie," I replied as I put the car in gear. "But you're the one who's supposed to be the impressionist." She giggled.
"I usually like to have a date with someone before I let him fuck the living shit outta me," she said. "Since you've done the latter, can we take care of the former?"
I smiled. "You free Saturday night?" I asked.
"Yup," she said. "It's a date!"
I dropped her off at her car and got another searing hot kiss. After she had driven away, I realized something. We never actually watched Deep Throat that night.
The End.
Best Friends, with Drunken Benefits
I had moved to Ohio away from my friends and most of my family. It was almost a year and decided I really missed them. I had stayed in Washington with my sister for a few weeks, and in that time I decided I really wanted to see my friend Jake. My sisters, Amelia and Hannah, had old me to invite him over, and we would have a little 'mini-party' (with a bunch of booze of course). Although I was 18 and he was 19, we had both drank a bit, but never together, and this excited us, we always wanted to see each other drunk.
He arrived at my sister's house at around 8 or so, (after getting lost more than once). We had left to go to the store, and while we were there my sisters were joking around with us because we were so close, that we should be together.
"You guys would look really cute together," said both Amelia and Hannah, But we just blew them off. After all, we were just friends. We had never even kissed each other!
We arrive home with the munchies we had gotten (soda, chips, gummy bears), and start by each taking a Jell-O shot that my sister Hannah and I had made earlier. That led to another one, which led Amelia to taking margaritas, then pina coladas, and with all of us taking shots of tequila in between.
Jake busted out the gummy bears, and with me, wearing a low-cut top, and with him sitting across the table from me, my sisters dared him to try and see if he could make it in between my tits. He missed a few times, until he got it in. My sisters were really trying to push us to together at this moment. They decided to get him to eat the gummy bear out of my shirt. He did it, with little hesitation, he was a little feisty, and bit my boobs a bit, it kind of turned me on, but I wouldn't let anyone know that. Amelia decided he didn't do it right because he didn't bite my nipple in the process. They dropped another one in between my boobs which were beginning to pop out of my shirt a little. He went in the second time, getting close to my nipple, but not quite, and my sisters somehow knew that. Hannah walked up behind me, pulled down the right side of my shirt, and showed him my C-cup breast out for everyone to see. My sisters and I are comfortable with each other so seeing each other's boobs doesn't bother us. But me and Jake turned bright red. I tucked my tit back into my shirt but could do nothing but laugh. There was too much alcohol in me, and a part of me wanted him to see.
Another drink had started to put me over the top, and I started to get really horny, and my pussy was beginning to get really wet. Putting all sexual thoughts out of my mind I finished off my drink, and I was done for the night. Hannah had then brought out the whipped cream, and had gotten Jake to take off his shirt and let her spray it on his nipples. Their thought was, he put his mouth on my tits, it was my turn. I bent over and licked the whipped cream off his nipples, I turned an even brighter shade of red, and so did he. Jake went into the bathroom and changed into his sweats for bed, so did my sisters, but I was so comfortable with what I was wearing, I didn't want to change.
Hannah was the first to lay down, me, being drunk laid on top of her until she rolled me off on the floor. Jake then came and laid down on top of me. I rolled him off and we started to wrestle. I was so wet, so horny, and this was only making it worse. He grabbed my breasts, doing as my sisters told him, but we sort of drew the line at that. We had calmed down and cuddled up next to each other, both of us drifting off from the alcohol, Hannah laying on the couch about to sleep, Amelia turned off the lights and right before she went in her room she jokingly said,
"If you need a condom I might have one."
I knew we weren't going to have sex, I had had sex before, but he was a virgin. Both of us, kind of ignoring what she said had fell asleep in each other's arms.
***
A couple hours later I had woke up because I was really cold. We had fallen asleep without a blanket, or pillow. We only had each other. I stumbled to the bathroom. All that drinking really had to make me go. I wiped my pussy, which was still soaked with my own juices, washed my hands, and stumbled back to the living room grabbing Jake's pillow and blanket on my way. I pretty much flopped to the floor, which would have hurt if I hadn't drank so much, tucked the pillow under Jakes head, (who was still passed out), threw the blanket over us both and cuddled up as close as possible. I have never been so close to someone mentally or emotionally in my whole life. He smelt amazing. I drifted back off, breathing in his scent.
***
Another hour or so later, I woke up again, just as horny and wet as when I went to bed, I moved my arm to stre
tch and accidentally had felt his cock. It kind of surprised me, so I felt it again, he was still sleeping. Slowly rubbing it I felt it get harder. He moved his hips closer to me. It was longer than I had ever felt. Jake's cock had to be 7 or 7 1/2 inches, not too skinny and not too thick. He let out a sigh. I said his name,
"Jake, hey, Jake, baby," I gave him a little nudge. He opened his eyes and looked at me, "You want me to suck you?" As I gently rubbed his hard, throbbing cock through his sweat pants.
"I really have to go to the bathroom first," he said.
Standing up, he kind of tripped and wobbled down the hall.
"Damn," I thought to myself, "I was hoping to be spontaneous, now it seems more planned. What am I thinking? Do I really want to do this? Of course I do, I came on to him, I rubbed his dick..."
I had rubbed my pussy through my jeans, just enough to give it some attention, what it's been craving.
Jake walked back to me, passing and looking at my sister who was still sleeping on the couch, not 5 feet from where I was. Laying down back in his spot I grabbed ahold of it through his clothes, it was soft, but it only took a few strokes to get it back to its erect state. He let out a sigh and pulled his sweats and boxers down to reveal his 7 1/2 inch uncut hard dick, lying flat against his belly. I licked it, teasing him, I moved my tongue up and down and kissed it, ever so softly from the base to the tip. I gripped it and I gave it a few strokes until I inserted his head into my warm, wet mouth. No complaints from him as he started thrusting his hips slightly and breathing heavier, begging me to take more. Pushing myself down his shaft, I used my tongue and moved it side to side against the underside of his cock. Thrusting his hips faster up I took as much as I could by myself, and he forced the rest. Letting out moans and saying things in such a whisper it was inaudible.
This turned my on, I never thought of him as one that would take control. I pulled back up to focus on sucking the head. I gripped his shaft with my right hand, slightly jerked with a firm grip, while my tongue swirled, the suction not stopping. I looked at him, we made eye contact for more than a few seconds. His hand reached down, tucked my hair behind my ears, and threw his head back. I could tell he wanted to be louder, but again with my sister sleeping right there he was afraid of waking her. I went all the way down again, with him forcing his cock down my throat, then he would release, and force it again, allowing me to breathe.
He began breathing heavier, I knew what that meant, having given a few blow jobs before, I took his dick out of my mouth and started jerking it fast and angrily.
"Stop," Jake said with a whisper, "I think I am shooting blanks, I took care of myself before I came over in the shower, don't get me wrong, it feels good. REALLY good, but I don't know if I am going to cum."
Understanding, I had pulled up and laid on my side beside him, we made eye contact again and had kissed for the first time. Getting more into it I strattled him, and grinded my pussy against him for a minute, until our lips broke and he whispered,
"Want me to eat you?"
In my mind I screamed, "YES! PLEASE!" But instead I said "Only if you want to. Do you want to?"
"Yeah," he said without any hesitation, he laid me on my back and kissed me a few times.
I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and he helped pull them off. My hairy pussy was dripping by this time. Jake spread my pussy lips and licked all over, getting rid of all my juices. I felt his index and middle finger slip inside me, I had let out a small sigh. I reached down and spread my lips for him so he could get direct contact with my clit, he flicked it with his tongue. It felt so good I let out a high pitched moan, grabbed his pillow and bit it. He pulled his fingers out for a minute, just so he could stick his long tongue inside me, and inserted them in again. I knew I was getting close, grinding my hips, he sucked on my clit and didn't stop licking up my cum or finger fucking me. I had hit orgasm. I grabbed his pillow again, placing it over my face so I didn't wake up my sister. He finished up the last of my juices and came up in between my legs.
I pulled him up between my legs, and I kissed him, tasting my cum on of his lips. We stay in that position for a minute, making out like we were hungry for more. The whole time, the only thing that is stopping is from actually fucking is his sweat pants. I wanted to take his dick out and have him jam it inside me right there. But I remembered my first time... I wouldn't have wanted it on a living room floor while I was drunk with his sister asleep right there, so I resisted the urge. He laid next to me and I slipped my pants back on. We grabbed the blanket and pulled it over ourselves and kissed again, it was so meaningful because we had been so close and we were so comfortable with each other (drunk or not) that we can do that without ruining anything. I started rubbing his cock again, all I wanted was to get him off, I wanted him to cum for me.
"I want to get you off" I said to Jake. "I want you to cum."
Slightly hard he slipped his cock out, and fed it to my mouth without losing eye contact with me. He shoved my head down on it again, making it rock hard.
I sucked his dick in a bobbing motion, until he said, "Try sucking just the head."
I listened, I sucked and licked it until he started breathing really heavy.
"Oh gawd, oh yeah, fuck," he whispered with a moan attached.
I took it out of my mouth and squeezed and let go of the head, licking and spitting on it to give it extra lubrication.
"Oh my gawd," Jake moaned, "It's going. I'm cumming," in the softest whisper he could with being in so much pleasure.
It was dark, but I could feel him cum all over my hand and his stomach, slightly thrusting his hips while he jizzed.
He kissed me and said "I can't believe you got any out of there."
Smiling at him all I could say was "I knew I would."
He puts his semi-hard, cum coated dick away, and pulls me close to him. We lay next to each other, kissing. I get up and wash my hands, he follows we share the sink as we scrub one another's cum off of our hands. I look at him through the mirror and smile, he does the same. This moment was one both of us, no matter how drunk we were, will remember the rest of our lives.
Jake and I snuggled up close on the floor. I used his arm as my pillow, and we shared one more passionate, sloppy kiss with each other right before we both slipped away in a drunken, peaceful, euphoric sleep with our best friends.
The End.
Cassie's Life Turned Right Around
Lee Thompson was on the road to nowhere, he had just left school, and almost no qualifications. He had never been interested in his education. The school had tried with him, but as the old saying goes, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink!
He wasn't unintelligent, not by a long way, but everything he was taught, or everything they tried to teach him was unfailingly boring. He had been okay at sports, even in the school teams, but only when he was needed, he was left out most times because of his persistent ignoring of his classes. It had been their way of trying to coerce him into trying to gain his certs.
They had been wasting his and their time. The teachers who he knew would have been good for him were out of his reach, because he was like he was, they tried special needs classes, where he was one on one. This bored him even more.
He came from what the "authorities" laughingly called a dysfunctional family. His father was an out of work drunk, his mother, bless her, had brought him and his older sister up on welfare. She had done her best and he loved her dearly for it. His father as far as he was concerned could go to fucking hell forever, he hated him.
His sister had been lucky, and she had also decided that the only way out was hard work at school, and onto free college, and she had achieved that. She was leaving in one week, Lee thought to himself that if she had any sense, she would never return except to see their mother. This is exactly what she also had in mind.
Lee was growing up on the wrong side of the tracks, but had no intention of turning out like his worthless father; he would make something of himself
and in turn take care of his wonderful mother. He would never leave her behind, 2 years ago at 16, he had battered his father for abusing her again, he had seen him do it all his life, even he had been on the end of it since he could remember.
But as he grew older, bigger and stronger through training, he was growing less fearful of him, and he was rebelling. Once or twice his dad berated him as being a stupid thick cunt for his lack of education. And Lee was beginning to say to himself, soon, I'm gonna fuck that bastard, he's gonna learn a lesson he won't forget.
Then one Friday night he came in around midnight. He could hear his father screaming at his mother, he could hear it from outside. He knew his mother would be in fear of her life. He didn't beat her much, but occasionally his temper got the better of him and he would. This was one of those nights. Lee raced into the house just in time to see a slap land on his mothers head.
He dived at his father, knocked him over and jumped on him. He gave him a severe beating, he had found himself! He dragged him half unconscious to his feet, twisted his arm tight up his back. And forced him to apologise to her, and promise that he would never ever so much as raise his voice to her again.
He had done so, he had been beaten into submission, and the torment for his mother was over. The following morning they had had a pow wow. His father had tried to gain the upper hand. 'This is my house!' he had yelled, 'you will do as I say in it!' he had roared at his son and his cowering wife, who was still wary, but Lee was no longer scared of him.
His answer to that was to stand up and knock his father clean over the kitchen table with one massive punch.
'You ever lay a finger on my mother or shout at her ever again, and I will kill you, you fucking horrible nasty bullying cunt!' He railed at him as his father lay sprawled on the floor. A kick to his ribs settled it.
Now Lee was making his way through life, he was working his way around various establishments, getting to know who was in and who was out. He was making some money, his mother's life was improving, his father was still his fucking father, but life was quiet now, and his mother was beginning to bloom again, now she was free of the bastard, although he still lived in the house.