“P…pl…please…fuck me. Please fuck me.” Mel finally cried out. “I admit. It…it has been a while. And I’m so fucking sensitive right now.” Mel had shut her eyes tightly and began bucking into Simon’s hand. “My clit is so hot right now, it feels like I’m going to piss myself.”
“Soon,” was all Simon said before he quickly returned to trying to taste the back of Mel’s throat with his own tongue.
“Oh sweetie, don’t punish her. You’re supposed to be the perfect slut,” Candice said as she wrapped her slender fingers around the base of Simon’s monstrously fat cock. “Not a sadistic tease.” And Candice gave Simon a firm squeeze which caused a huge dollop of precum to ooze out onto Mel’s collarbone.
“What the fuck?” Mel scowled and questioned Candice. “Did you just make him cum on me?”
Candice simply smirked at her new victim, “that? On no.” She chuckled. “You’ll know when he cums for real.”
Simon raised his body slightly above Mel’s and lowered his torso.
My god he’s hot. This is the first time I’ve seen a guy keep himself completely smooth. I love how slick his skin feels. Mel thought as she became infatuated with Simon’s body.
From their previous sloppy make-out session, Simon had collected a large mixture of his and Mel’s saliva, and proceeded to drool a healthy coating up and down the shaft of his manly rod.
Fuck! That’s so gross! But it’s making me so hot! Mel couldn’t control her writhing as she squirmed underneath her dominator.
Simon nestled his spit-covered weapon at the entrance of Mel’s pussy and pushed slowly to part her lips. The outer area of her labia was fatter than he was used to and provided him a unique sensation, like a pillowy cushion that softly caressed his very sensitive helmet.
“Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Oh god!” Mel moaned and panted. “I…ah…ah…thought you felt big in my throat. Fuck me your cock is splitting me in half.”
“I’ve barely pushed anything inside you,” Simon had closed his eyes and rolled his head back, “but you already feel sooooo good.”
“Tell her sweetie. Tell her how good she is.” Candice cooed.
“Goddammit Mel.” Simon pushed in an inch past the head. “You’re so fucking wet. The way your insides slip and slide all over me, it feels like you’re massaging and sucking every inch inside you!” Holding her hands down, and sucking on her neck, Simon sank deeper into Mel’s pillowy tunnel.
Mel writhed and flexed as Simon’s first five inches stuffed Mel’s unaccustomed sensitive canal. “I…I…I can’t…help…it. Ah! Ah! Ah! Goddammit my body is squeezing you on its own!” Mel almost sounded panicked in her cries, but she was experiencing an intense euphoria she hadn’t felt in some time.
Simon kept his pace slow and steady as he fucked Mel with the first few inches of his cock. His fat head scraped and stimulated her vaginal walls, and each time he withdrew from her body her pussy was pulled out with his cock like a sleeve.
“AH! AH! OH FUCK!” SCHLOP. SCHLOP. “FUCK! AH! AH!” SCHLOP. SCHLOP. “YES! YES! OH FUCK!” The living room was filled with the sounds of Mel’s cries and her wet pussy sucking on her invader’s cock like a sloppy blow job.
Candice’s thumb was a flurry as she snapped what seemed like a hundred pictures of her son satisfying the poor unsuspecting girl. After a while, Candice grabbed her son by the base and motioned for him to completely pull out of Mel’s tiny puffy snatch.
“Mmmm.” Candice moaned. “I can feel you pulsing in my hand.” She tilted her son’s cock upwards and filmed the excess of Mel’s juices and his precum sliding down his shaft and coating her slender fingers. She turned her head towards a winded Mel and gave her a sweet smile, “he’s really excited to be fucking you.” Candice gave Simon several strong pumps, “sweetie, let’s get this fat head even bigger for her,” and she proceeded to suck the soft mushroomed head of his cock.
“B…big…bigger? Please, no. I…I…can’t…take it.” Mel pleaded.
Candice paid no attention to Mel’s pleas, the impending sensations would make Mel forget all about her worries. When Candice had quenched her thirst for the lover’s sex cocktail, she spat messily on his head and shaft and guided him back in.
“OOOOOH FUUUUCK!” Mel yelled out much louder than before. She startled Simon and he froze. “NO! DON’T STOP. STUFF MY PUSSY! DEEPER! STUFFY MY PUSSY WITH YOUR FAT FUCKING COCK!” She yelled even louder, as if she wanted the entire neighborhood to hear that she, Mel Beiress, was finally having amazing sex.
Simon grinned, forcing himself to only pleasure her with the first six inches of his pussy pounding rod, he lowered his upper body onto Mel’s, entwined the fingers on his left hand in her jet-black hair, massaged her large malleable left breast with his right, and picked out a new spot on her neck to mark her with another hickey.
Oh fuck. His mouth is so warm on my skin. It’s like someone placed a hot stone on my neck. Mel then noticed Simon’s grip on her hair became tighter. Oh my god! How is he doing this? I feel tingles all over my scalp. “Ah! Ah!” I can feel them traveling down my spine. Oh fuck, what’s happening to me? Am I getting…oh god, something’s building? Oh no, please don’t pee on him. Please don’t pee on him. Mel worried as she felt a pressure build in her nethers.
Mel was about to experience her first squirt. An orgasm was building inside Mel, but as Mel’s dainty pussy had formed an incredibly tight seal around Simon’s girth, nothing could escape. Then, as Simon withdrew his cock a few inches, it weakened her vacuum on him just enough to allow a thin sharp spray to escape. It ricocheted off Simon’s body and left clear droplets all over Mel’s abdomen. Although not nearly the volume of his mother’s ejaculate, or even his aunt’s, any squirt from a woman excited him and made him pump faster and thrust harder.
“Oh shit. Fuck. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” Mel cried.
“Sorry?” Candice questioned. “For having an orgasm?”
“I…” Mel had a hard time confessing, “…I just pissed myself.” Her eyes became teary. “My first fuck in a long time and I pissed myself.”
Candice laughed. “Oh. So you’ve never squirt before? Don’t worry, it’s not urine. You were just having a stimulation overload and came all over his beautiful cock.” Candice ceased taking pictures for a moment to stroke Mel’s cheek. “He does it to me all the time.”
“Wait. Really?” Mel responded.
“Oh yes. And he loves it. All ‘woman’ cum really. He’s a total slut for it. Especially when you cum on him.” Candice’s words had a hypnotic and arousing effect on Mel. “You can call him a ‘slut’ too. It turns him on to be thought of as some trashy male fuck doll for our pleasure.” Candice then leaned in closer to Mel and spoke in a low voice. “We can do anything we want with him.” That sultry statement made Simon buck even faster.
These people are crazy. Mel thought. I love it!
Candice moved down to Mel’s left breast that spilled over the side of her body. “Sweetie, let me take over here. Let’s see if we can’t coax a little more from her.” Candice latched her mouth onto Mel’s pebbled nipple and effortlessly sucked with tremendous force.