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JohnB sat on the edge of the bed next to Lisa’s legs. He outweighed me by more than a hundred pounds, but I have one of those memory foam beds, so Lisa didn’t seem to notice the weight difference. For a long moment he just studied her naked body, practically licking his lips. Then he grabbed the end of the anal beads dangling from Lisa’s ass and gave them a few cranks.
“Nngh!” she gasped, arching her back and lifting her hips off the mattress.
“You’re liking that now, aren’t you?” I asked, kneeling beside the bed and stroking JohnB’s cock.
“Uh-huh,” Lisa giggled, grinding her hips in rhythm with the rotating beads.
“I told you you would,” I smiled, licking the head of JohnB’s cock while he twisted the beads and fucked Lisa with the glass cock.
“It feels good now,” she sighed, stretching her body and pushing her legs farther apart. JohnB slipped the toy cock from inside her and ran his finger up and down her dripping slit. “Mmm,” she moaned. He sucked his finger clean, got another sample and offered it to me.
“You are so wet,” I told Lisa, and twirled my tongue around JohnB’s wet finger.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Lisa answered, completely surrendering to the blindfold and cuffs.
“It get’s better,” I said, grinning at JohnB. He gave me a wink and then leaned over Lisa, spreading her ass cheeks apart, and diving into her dripping snatch tongue first.
“Oh my God!” she gasped and giggled, “What is that?” I knew she was confused. JohnB’s hands were much larger than mine and he had a fuzzy goatee on his chin. But I also knew from wearing the blindfold all night at the poker party that it was almost impossible to make sense out of what was going on around you. I could never tell who was fucking me, or even how many people were touching me. In addition to the blindfold, Lisa’s brain was swimming in pot, so I felt pretty confident we had some time before she caught on. “That feels so weird,” she laughed, loving his hairy lips against her cunt and proving my theory correct.
“Nng-mnm-hmn,” I muttered as if my mouth was full of pussy when in fact it was stuffed with cock. JohnB took his time feasting between her thighs, and then he lifted his head and gave me a nod.
“Are you ready for something new?” I asked teasingly.
“What?” Lisa pleaded, her voice filled with desperate anticipation. I was still jacking JohnB’s cock, and I was so fucking turned on I couldn’t believe it. I kept a grip on him, hopping up on the bed next to Lisa while he straddled her legs with his thick, hairy thighs. “What are you doing?” Lisa laughed, feeling the bed shift and shake.
“Just relax,” I said, and I straddled her back facing JohnB.
“Kaley?” she said, the laughter slipping from her voice.
“Oh my God!” Lisa cried, “What. . ?!” I let go of her ass and took the beads in my hand, freeing my mouth.
“It’s okay,” I called back over my shoulder.
“Is that … real?” she gasped, “Is someone fucking me? Who’s here? Kaley?” She squirmed and wiggled underneath me, and when JohnB’s cock sank in to the hilt his belly bumped against my head, but I refused to give up my front row seats.
“It’s okay, Lisa,” I repeated, “Just relax. You’ll like it. ”
“Who’s here?” Lisa squealed, and then she grunted as JohnB drew his cock back and thrust it forward into her cunt.
“Oh my God, Lisa,” I exclaimed, “This is so hot!” I watched her pussy lips hug his dick, clinging to him when he pulled back, and sinking into her when he pushed forward.
“Kaley,” she cried with panic in her voice, “Who’s here? Who is that?”
He’s just a friend,” I said, “Don’t worry. It’s okay. ”
“Oh my God,” she gasped in disbelief, but after a few thrusts, she started to relax and I could tell by her breathing that JohnB’s cock was beating back her fear.
“Does that feel good?” I asked, wiggling the anal beads.
“Who’s here?” she pleaded.
“You can’t believe how fucking hot this is,” I said, ignoring her while I reached down between them. I cupped JohnB’s heavy balls and massaged him. He was already wet from Lisa’s dripping pussy, and I ran my fingers up his slick shaft until I found where their bodies connected and tickled her clit.
“Ungh,” she moaned despite herself.
“I told you you would like it,” I teased. JohnB pulled his cock free and I sucked it into my mouth. “Fuck, you taste good, Lisa,” I groaned, savoring her juices on his hot flesh.
“Can you just take the mask off so I can see him?” she asked, and I answered by guiding his dick back to her tight little hole. “Oh my God,” she whimpered, the fear and anger all but gone from her voice.
“You fucking love it, don’t you?” I said, reaching under her this time to sneak up on her clit from the front. JohnB was fucking her with a slow, steady rhythm and long, deep strokes. I teased her clit and for a long time all she did was try to breathe. And then…
“Yes,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
“Yes,” I hissed, enjoying my own form of pleasure. JohnB heard her answer too, and he replied with his cock, fucking her harder and faster.
“Yes,” Lisa moaned, her voice strong and certain. “Fuck me,” she cried, rocking her ass back, “I don’t care who you are, just fuck me. ”
“Fuck,” I gasped, watching the pummeling he gave her up close. There was a puddle of cum on my bed sheets, just below Lisa’s pussy, and I managed to push the fifth bead into her ass with almost no effort. Her body was on fire, and I licked and sucked her perfect ass until JohnB pulled back with a guttural yell.
“Aaaaaaaagh!” he growled, and he pulled his cock from Lisa’s cunt and stuffed it into my mouth. His hot cum mixed with her sweet juices for a perfect cocktail, and I licked and sucked until my cheeks were full. Then I climbed off of Lisa and when JohnB flipped her over, I kissed her open mouth and filled it with his gift.
“Nngh,” she gurgled. She wanted to say something to me, but soapy cum bubbles were all that escaped her red lips. I pushed my tongue out and tasted. Fuck, I was turned on.
“Lick me,” I begged, my mouth close to her ear. She nodded with her mouth full and I straddled her face and watched her push her cum-coated tongue up inside me. “Yes,” I sighed, humping her mouth and gripping the headboard for support. I felt the bed shift and JohnB held my shoulder for balance. I looked back and watched him slowly fuck Lisa’s tits while she sucked at my pussy.
“Thank you, Baby Girl,” he said, leaning forward and whispering in my ear. I smiled wide and we kissed. Then he shifted forward and touched the tip of his cock to Lisa’s chin. I sat up a bit and watched from between my legs. She took him into her mouth, and for several minutes she moved back and forth between his cock and my pussy. Then JohnB shifted again.
“Yes,” I sighed. His hand was on my hip and I arched my back pushing my ass out. He slid his cock up into my pussy and slowly fucked me. I gripped the headboard and looked down.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, my cunt muscles contracting around his dick while my orgasm washing over me like a cool breeze. My cum poured down JohnB’s shaft and coated his balls. Lisa sucked them into her mouth, twirling her tongue and gulping down my sweet wine.
“Enjoy,” I whispered to JohnB, kissing him before climbing off the bed. I relaxed in a chair across the room with my glass cock and watched him worship Lisa’s fifteen-year-old body. He kissed every inch of her that he could reach, turning her over again and again, before finally positioning her on her back. He pushed her legs apart, climbing on top of her with his large, hairy body, and fucked her. Lisa moaned and gasped for breath behind the blindfold while he kissed her mouth and neck and whispered things in her ear I couldn’t hear.
My phone buzzed and I pulled the glass cock from my pussy and slipped out of the room. Mr. Ward, my eighth grade math teacher, was waiting anxiously at the front door.
“Daddy,” I grinned, peaking into the bag he was carrying, “You brought me a present. ”
“More like a present for Daddy,” he said, setting the bag down. He kissed me again and tucked two fingers into my pussy. “Mmm, Daddy,” I purred, and I just clung to him and let him touch me for a minute.
“I’m so excited that I get to fuck my little girl in her own bed today,” he whispered softly in his fatherly tone, bringing his wet fingers to my lips. I licked them clean and pressed my hand over the bulge in his pants.
“I have a surprise for you, Daddy,” I grinned, unzipping his fly. As if on cue, Lisa’s desperate cry of pleasure drifted down the stairs to us.
“Is someone else here?” Mr. Ward asked, looking more startled than surprised. He was a total perv, but he was also very cautious.
“Come on,” I said, pulling his dick from his fly and using it to lead him to the stairs.
“You’re sure your parents won’t be home?” he asked, picking up his bag and following me obediently while his anxious eyes darted around the house.
“I’m sure,” I whispered, holding my fingers to my lips to shush him. Silently, we made it to the top of the stairs where we could clearly hear Lisa having an orgasm.
“Oh-my-Go-o-od!” she cried, and Mr. Ward’s cock jumped in my hand.
“Who is that?” he whispered.
“Shush,” I warned him, and led him into the bathroom. “Wait here a minute,” I ordered, closing the door silently on his wide, eager eyes. I promised both Mr. Ward and JohnB that no one would see them if they came to my house, so a fair amount of timing and secrecy was necessary.
“Aaaaagh!” JohnB growled just as I entered my bedroom. His back was hunched and his ass cheeks were clenched. Lisa had her legs wrapped around his hips and his cock was buried to the balls inside her. He pumped his hips a few times, but I knew from experience that he was simply squeezing out the last of his load into Lisa’s pussy. They kissed softly, panting into each other’s open mouths, their tongues dancing. I climbed up on the bed next to them.
“Kaley?” Lisa muttered. JohnB climbed off of her and his cum was oozing from her puffy slit. I resisted the urge to scoop it up for myself, knowing how much Mr. Ward would like it.
“Ya?” I said, taking JohnB’s cock and cleaning it with my mouth.
“Where are you?” Lisa sighed, stretching her body and sounding sleepy.
“Right here,” I said, letting go of JohnB and climbing on top of her so our tits mashed together. I kissed her open mouth and our legs and feet intertwined.
“Who was that?” she whispered. JohnB was still in the room but getting dressed.
“Just a friend,” I said, kissing her ears and neck.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I can’t believe you did that. ”
“Did you like it?” I asked, giving her lips a lick.
“I was kind of freaked out at first,” she admitted, “But ya, it was pretty intense. ”
“It’s fun with the blindfold on, isn’t it?” I said.
“I like having my wrists tied,” she said, and her cheeks flushed red at the confession.
“You look so fucking sexy,” I whispered, and then I kissed her again. “I’ll be right back, okay?” I told her when JohnB was finally dressed. I slid down from the bed and he kissed her and whispered something to her that made her blush and smile behind the blindfold.
“I owe you big for that one, Baby Girl,” JohnB said at the front door. He kissed me, letting his hand linger on my ass, and then said goodbye. I closed the door and darted back up the stairs. My heart skipped a little beat when I saw that the bathroom door was open and Mr. Ward wasn’t inside.
“Oh my God, Kaley,” Lisa grinned, arching her back off the bed. She was confused again and thought the head between her thighs was mine. Mr. Ward’s clothes were in a pile on the floor, and he was on his knees at the foot of the bed, hungrily sucking a strange man’s cum from my friend’s pussy. He looked up when I entered the room. The expression on his face was one of indebted gratitude for life.
He knew Lisa. She was in his eighth grade math class too. He mentioned her to me more than once. When we fucked, he liked to describe the fantasies he had about my friends and me while we were in his class. Lisa bound and blindfolded wasn’t far from his original description.
I held my fingers to my lips and Mr. Ward returned to his former pupil’s pussy. I climbed up on the bed and hugged him from behind, pressing my tits into his broad back and resting my head between his shoulder blades. I liked just lying there, listening to his heartbeat with one ear against his back. I reached under him and stroked his hard-on while Lisa sang her slutty song.
“Mmm, yes, Kaley,” she warbled, “That feels so fucking good. ” She let out a little cry of protest when Mr. Ward sat up.
“Are you ready to fuck her?” I asked him, my voice loud and clear.
“What?” Lisa giggled, confused once again.
“He’s gonna fuck you now,” I told her.
“Who?” she demanded, and then giggled in disbelief, “Oh my God. Seriously?” I crawled on my knees between her spread thighs with Mr. Ward, reaching around and holding his cock. I guided it to Lisa’s cunt, and her back arched off the bed when she felt the tip penetrate her. “Oh my God, Kaley,” she cried, and then bit down on her lower lip as he sank in to the hilt. “Please tell me who he is,” she pleaded, feeling his strong hands on her tits.
“It’s just another friend,” I said, slipping down from the bed.
“Oh my God,” she sighed, surrendering much more quickly this time. I reached into the bag that Mr. Ward left sitting just inside my bedroom door and pulled out my present. I’d never worn a strap-on before, so it took me a minute to get the harness right, but once I did, I studied my new look in the mirror. I’d spent a lot of time over the past years examining my naked body in the mirror, but this was the first time I’d seen it with a dick attached. The leather harness was black and hugged my hips and ass nicely. The seven-inch dildo dangling from my pussy was bright pink.
“You ready?” I asked, climbing back up on the bed.
“What’s happening?” Lisa asked nervously.
“Just relax,” I said, uncapping the bottle of lube I found in the bag and coating my rubber dick with it. Mr. Ward was stretched out on top of Lisa, kissing her face and neck. He stopped fucking while I dribbled the lube between his ass cheeks. He told me it was called pegging, and I told him if he bought me a strap-on I’d do it for him.
“Yes,” he growled, speaking for the first time since entering my bedroom. It was a bizarre experience, being on the other end of the dick and watching it slide into his ass. It was clumsy at first with me trying to fuck like a boy, and then even harder when he started fucking Lisa again, but eventually we found a rhythm. I pushed my toy cock into his ass and he pushed his real cock into my friend. The back of the dildo pressed into my clit with each thrust of my new cock and all three of us moaned in unison.
“What’s happening?” Lisa demanded.
“Oh fuck,” he finally gasped, spitting a load into Lisa’s cunt. He bore down on her and I felt his ass cling to my fake dick. I stretched out over his back and we both panted and wheezed, catching our breath.
“I’m confused,” Lisa finally said, unable to share the excitement over what just happened.
“Here,” I said, slipping my cock from Mr. Ward’s ass. The three of us disentangled and he helped me roll Lisa onto her belly.
“What are you doing?” she whined. I shushed her while Mr. Ward spread her ass cheeks and I slowly worked the anal beads from her little pucker hole. She gave a tiny gasp at each bead, sighing when the last one popped free. She started breathing fast though when I squirted a glob of lube between her cheeks.
“Kaley, what are you doing?” she asked anxiously.
“Just relax,” I told her while I lubed up Mr. Ward’s cock, “You’re going to love this. ”
Lisa gasped, and even cried a bit, when he worked his cock into her virgin hole, but the anal beads had done a good job preparing her. Mr. Ward hunched over her and slowly fucked her ass while I tucked the beads up my own ass. When I had all but the final bead inserted, Mr. Ward rolled on to his back, taking Lisa with him, his cock still deep inside her pucker hole. I climbed between their legs and pushed my toy cock into Lisa’s pussy.
“Oh my God!” she cried, “What is that?”
“It’s just me,” I purred, stretching out over her naked body with mine and kissing her mouth. “I’m fucking you,” I giggled, bouncing my hips like a boy.
“What’s happening?” she gasped, completely disoriented now.
“Oh my God!” she groaned, taking her first double pounding.
“Does it hurt?” I asked, remembering Jason’s cock in my ass the first time.
“Yes,” she wept, her hands gripping and tugging at the cuffs binding her hands to the headboard.
“Do you want us to stop?” I asked, loving the feeling of our tits mashed together.
“No!” she answered quickly, chewing on her lower lip and clinging to the pleasure on the other side of the pain, “Don’t stop!”
“Here,” Mr. Ward said, and slowly, awkwardly, with the three of us somehow staying connected, he rolled us over so that I was on my back and Lisa was straddling my fake cock. He scampered to his knees, kneeling behind Lisa, and gripping her hips. He started again with long, deep strokes into her upturned ass. “Better?” he asked.
‘Yes,” Lisa groaned, pressing her tits into mine and kissing me. Each thrust of his cock bounced her up and down on the dildo until she was trembling and I felt her wetness dripping down my hips.
“Fuck,” cried Mr. Ward, driving his dick hard into her ass, “You two are unbelievable. ”
“I know your voice from some where,” Lisa blurted out through her cries of pleasure and pain. I looked up into Mr. Ward’s eyes and caught a flicker of fear there.
“Oh my God,” I gasped. Lisa blinked several times and shook her head until she could make sense of the light. She looked down into my startled face, and then she turned and looked over her shoulder, up into the eyes of the man who was fucking her in the ass.
“Mr. Ward!” she cried, her eyes wide and her jaw dropping open.
“Ms. Bolman,” he grinned in response, as if we were sitting in his eighth grade math class, “Are you enjoying my cock in your ass?”
“Oh my God!” Lisa gasped, and I laughed, pulling her back down to me.
“You fucking love it,” I smiled, kissing her lips. And she did, rocking her ass back to meet his thrusts.
“Oh my God, Mr. Ward,” she said, shaking her head as if trying to wake from a dream, “I can’t believe my eighth grade math teacher is fucking me in the ass. ”
“If I had known you girls were such good little sluts, we could have done this years ago,” he growled, gripping her cheeks and driving her down onto my pretend prick.
***
“You hooked up with him on Craig’s List?” Lisa said, her eyes wide with a look of shock and awe on her face. It was nearly eight o’clock and Mr.
It was all wonderful fun, except that he told Lisa everything about how we started fucking. I was still playing things by ear and wasn’t entirely sure I wanted Lisa knowing that I was meeting strangers on Craig’s List. She didn’t seem disturbed by the news, however. In fact…
“Show me,” she said excitedly, booting up my laptop after Mr. Ward left. I showed her the ads in the Casual Encounters section and it didn’t take her long to find one she liked. “I wanna try it,” she declared, and an hour later we were sharing a forty-five-year-old MWM’s cock between us in the backseat of his SUV. We met him at the park a few blocks from my house and he gave us a hundred bucks for a two-girl blowjob. Lisa took his load in her mouth and we shared it with a kiss, but I let her keep the hundred for herself.
“You can make a lot of money doing this, can’t you?” she said, on the walk back home, turning the hundred over in her hands again and again.
“I guess,” I answered, “But guys on Craig’s List don’t usually have a lot of cash. ” I wasn’t ready to tell her about Mr. Henning or the wad of cash hidden in the sock in my closet.
“I was kind of tempted to fuck that guy,” she admitted. She was bubbling over with excitement and I couldn’t help but wonder how she’d feel in the morning after the pot wore off.
“I know,” I said, well aware of what she was feeling, and how easy it was to get carried away.
“Is there another guy you can call to come over?” she asked when we got back to the house, “I’m feeling horny again. ” It was after ten, but I sent Jason a text. He said he couldn’t make it until I sent him a pic of Lisa cuffed and blindfolded on my bed.
“I’ll be right there,” he texted.
It was Lisa’s idea to be cuffed and blindfolded. “I like it,” she blushed shyly, letting me bind and blind her before Jason showed up. He knocked on the front door and I opened it to find not just Jason, but Cory and another guy I didn’t know standing there, too. His name was Zach and Jason introduced him as, “a friend.
“Sure,” I shrugged, letting them in and leading them up to my room. Mostly I watched while the three of them had their way with Lisa. It was fun seeing her make the slow realization that she had more than one cock to deal with. While they fucked her like a whore, I sat in my chair with my glass cock thinking about my next move.
I didn’t have much of a plan going into this and the pot and the sex had made it difficult to stay focused all afternoon. I knew that whatever I was doing had to do with my Dad, finding out if he was the “straight guy” Jason said he was, or if he had made my friend his own secret fuck toy.
I knew there was a simple solution. I felt sure that if I just asked Lisa, especially after today, that she would tell me the truth about my Dad. Several times during the day, I was tempted to do just that, but something always stopped me. I think I was afraid of what her answer might be, or maybe it was the fear of exposing myself to her. I didn’t want her knowing about my Dad and the video he had on his computer of my sister. I didn’t want her to know that part of me hated her for fucking him, but part of me wanted to know every detail, wanted to know exactly what it was like.
While Lisa sucked Cory’s dick, and Jason and his friend fucked her ass and pussy, I relaxed in my chair and glanced around my room at the camera’s I had set up. I bought them with some of the money from Mr. Henning and hid them throughout the house.
***
The next week was a busy week. Twice I brought Lisa to room 311 at the hotel and tied her to the headboard and blindfolded her while men from Craig’s List and Jason’s “friends” fucked her. She also helped me host a party for Mr. Henning where we each made over a thousand dollars.
Despite the thing with my Dad, I liked having Lisa there with me on my slutty adventures. She was fun and wild and it was nice to have someone besides Jason to talk to after. I also loved making love to her. I loved her body and her softness and how gentle we were together. It was a nice balance to the hardcore fucking we were doing on a daily basis with any number of strange men.
The video my Dad saw was one of Lisa and me making love on my bed after we got out of the shower on Sunday morning. She was pretty sore from the fucking Jason and Cory and their friend gave her, so my soft tongue was the perfect medicine. The cameras hidden in my room recorded everything but I transferred the video to my iPhone.
I was having a tough time trying to figure a way to get my Dad to see the video, but it turned out to be simple. It wasn’t even part of my plan.
My heart was beating fast when I flipped open my computer. I still had the cameras hidden in my room recording everything that set off the motion sensors. They started recording that morning when Dad stepped into my room. He was putting laundry away, stuffing socks into my sock drawer, when he saw my phone sitting there. He went and checked the hallway outside my door, and then came back and picked up my phone.
Maybe he was being fatherly and seeing what his sixteen-year-old daughter was up to, or maybe he was just being nosey, but I knew the minute he found the video. His knees nearly gave out on him and he dropped down onto my bed. For a long minute he just stared at the phone in his hand, and then he suddenly jumped up and hurried out of the room. The cameras stopped recording, but started again when he dashed back into my room. He quickly tossed my iPhone onto my dresser, grabbed the laundry basket, and shot back out of my room. Before the camera stopped recording though, I walked in wrapped in a towel. I had missed him by seconds.
I was shaking, still sitting there wrapped in my towel. Slowly, I got up and went to the hall.
“Where’s your Dad?” Mom asked, “And why are you walking around the house in a towel?”
“I don’t know,” I muttered, answering both questions at once. For two days I had been stressing on how to get my Dad to watch a video of me fucking a girl he had fucked, and now that it was happening, now that he was upstairs watching that video, I was suddenly terrified. It was all suddenly too real, not just a fantasy in my head.
“Well, I have to go to work,” Mom said, oblivious to what was happening in her house at that moment, “He can get his own coffee this morning. Go put some clothes on. ” And she kissed my cheek and was out the door.
I stood there for several minutes, unable to move. My pulse was thumping in my ears, and then I heard Dad’s footsteps on the stairs. I was trembling, but I took a deep breath and loosened the knot between my breasts. The towel slipped to the floor, and I stood there naked, waiting.
