I moved my tongue to her asshole and bathed it in spit. Sara squirmed against me, encouraging my attention to her back passage. I teased the opening with my tongue, pushing the very tip inside. I shoved two fingers up her cunt and pumped them in and out while my tongue explored her sphincter. Sara reached down and rubbed her clit. Another explosion sent juices spraying all over my chin and chest.
I stood and buried my cock deep in her pussy. The searing heat from the walls of her cunt gripped me like a latex glove. I slammed into her hard and fast. Filth spewed from her mouth like a shipyard whore. I rubbed my thumb across her sphincter and pushed it into her opening. Sara screamed. Cunt juice streamed down her legs. Her pussy clenched and twitched against my cock. I was about to blow.
“Don’t pull out. Cum in my pussy.”
I thrust deep and grunted. Spurt after spurt of hot cum blasted against the walls of her cunt and filled her until it was seeping out the sides and running down her legs. My cock found a second wind and I fucked her for another few minutes, pouring a second load into her body. Sara’s screams were loud and out of control. I finally pulled out. A steady stream of cum and cunt juice poured from her open folds and splattered onto the deck.
Sara turned around and glanced over my shoulder at something behind us. I turned to see what she was looking at. Jessi was standing at the glass slider with a hand in her bikini. I watched her face contort. She pulled out her hand and ran up the stairs. I wondered how long she had been watching. Long enough, that was for sure. Sara picked up her bikini and ran upstairs after Jessi. I was now in deep doo doo up to my neck.
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“Are the girls still down at the beach?” Jill asked when she returned from tennis.
“No. I think they’re upstairs resting. They might have partied a little too hard last night.”
“Yeah. Jessi’s eyes looked a little red this morning. I hope she didn’t do anything too outrageous.”
You mean like sucking off six guys in a bathroom, I thought, but didn’t say.
“I’m sure they just had a little too much to drink. How was tennis?”
“They have a new assistant pro who had all the ladies creaming their panties. I’m going to take a shower now. If you don’t come into the bedroom and fuck me when I get out, I’m heading back to the tennis courts.”
I didn’t wait until she was out of the shower. I needed to wash Sara’s pussy stink off my cock. I joined Jill, pressing up against her back as water streamed down her body. I reached around and squeezed her tits, slowly fucking my growing cock up and down the crack of her ass. Jill grabbed one of my hands and moved it between her legs, pressing my finger against her clit.
“Oh Mike, I love taking tennis lessons with you. I just hope my husband doesn’t find out.”
She wanted me to pretend I was the assistant pro. I decided to play along. I slid my lips to her ear and whispered.
“Just concentrate on the lesson, Mrs. Nolan. I’m going to demonstrate how to drive it deep again and again until your opponent begs for mercy.”
“Yes, Mike. Please. I want to know how that feels. Show me.”
I bent my knees. Jill tilted her ass. Warm water continued to stream down her body. The tip of my cock parted her folds. I pushed and felt it plunge deep inside her pussy. The walls of her cunt gripped me firmly. I pulled out and buried it inside her again. My finger flew across her clit.
“Fuck me Mike….harder….deeper…god I love your cock…”
Jill’s first orgasm hit hard. I pressed her face first against the wall and continued to hammer her pussy, driving her up the side of the shower. Another orgasm shook her body and then another. I could feel her cunt twitch against my cock with each explosive release. I finally pulled out and let her recover with my cock wedged into the crack of her ass. She was still pressed against the wall and whimpering.
“Mrs. Nolan, I would like to teach you a special stroke that goes into an area of the court we call the backdoor. Would you like me to demonstrate?”
I soaped up a finger and pressed it against her sphincter so there would be no doubt about my intentions. Ass fucking Jill was not a regular part of our routine. I could count on two hands the number of times we had done it in our twenty-two years of marriage, almost always on special occasions or when Jill got drunk. I wasn’t sure how she would react. She let me know.
“Yes Mike. I want you to show me how you put it in the backdoor.”
With that, I pushed my finger up her ass. Jill squealed. I added a second finger and slowly pumped them in and out. I pulled them out and pressed my knob against her sphincter, slowly working my cock up her ass until I was buried deep. God she was tight. I moved it in and out a little out a time, letting Jill get comfortable.
“Oh god Mike, I love having your cock up my ass. Fuck me. Fuck my asshole.”
I moved faster and faster, going deeper on each thrust and driving Jill up the side of the shower wall. Her squeals were loud, reverberating through the small enclosure. She slid a hand to her pussy and buried two fingers up her cunt. I could actually feel them digging against the membrane separating her asshole from her pussy.
Jill came hard. I continued to pound my cock up her ass. Suddenly, an image filled my brain that was perverted, but it wouldn’t go away. Jill looked so much like our daughter in so many ways. It wasn’t just the hair and the eyes. Their bodies were almost identical. In fact, they often wore the same clothes. It was no longer Jill’s ass I was fucking. It was Jessi’s. That image sent
cum shooting up my shaft. I buried my cock deep and roared.
“AAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH…”
Stream after stream of hot cum sprayed into her bowels, setting off Jill’s next orgasm. She screamed so loud I thought the glass door might shatter. Her asshole clenched against my cock with each orgasmic spasm. I continued pumping spurt after spurt of my hot seed up her ass until I was drained. Jill rubbed her clit to another mind shattering orgasm. My cock went limp inside her asshole, finally popping out. A stream of cum flowed from her sphincter and splattered onto the tile floor. Water from the shower soon washed it down the drain.
“Thank you for playing along with me,” Jill said, turning around to kiss me. “Now I don’t have to go back to the tennis court, at least not today.”
“Certainly, Mrs. Nolan. This lesson is on the house.”
I wasn’t about to tell her I had my own fantasy, and that it was our daughter’s asshole I had pumped full of cum.
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I avoided Jessi for the rest of the day, not wanting to confront her about watching me fuck Sara. I felt relieved when the girls left for another party that night. I was sound asleep when I heard them stagger through the front door. I peeked my head out to make sure they were alright. This time Sara was trying to drag Jessi up the stairs. She saw me and signaled for help. I pulled on a pair of gym shorts and joined them.