Authors: Astrid Lee Donovan
Sam arched his back and started panting, concentrating fully on not blowing his load in this ebony goddess.
Clutching at his veiny penis, she began to rock forward and back, letting his length slide in and out of her slick heat. Grinding her clit into his coarse hair, Celia threw back her head and squeezed her tits, her pussy squelching with every thrust.
Sam tentatively reached down to her thighs and tried to encourage a faster pace, but her bulk made it impossible for him to move.
“You want it faster, do you good boy? Ok,”
Squeezing her butt, Celia pressed her pussy harder into the boy’s crotch, sending his cock deeper and deeper into her sucking wetness.
Unable to stay quiet, Celia panted as her clit was rubbed harder and harder by the boy’s eager counter thrusting.
Feeling nothing but the rigidness between her thighs, Celia squeezed and threw back her head feeling the third of her orgasms cascade over her, a squirt of her cum soaking the boy’s boxers.
Seeing this rolling woman cum sent Sam over the edge, his back arching as he sent shot after hot shot of cum into her pussy.
Turning to see where her companion had got to, Celia saw Trent lean over the bed and furiously pump his cock in hand before sending a stream of cum into the sheets.
“Trent, I think I will accept your offer,” Celia smiled.
It had been three weeks since that lust-driven afternoon, and Celia had since found out that Trent Avery was a self-made billionaire. Having impressed her directors with her networking skills, Celia dressed up the evening as a sophisticated cocktail function for Trent’s family friends. With Trent’s credit card at her disposal, she had coordinated with Ben the secret purchase of condoms, massage oils, pillows, towels and more.
Having seen off the last of the caterers not moments before, Celia emerged from the powder room wearing Trent’s latest gift; what could only be described as the most luxurious lingerie set she had ever seen.
Done in black with accents of red, the bra, panty, stocking and garter combination had left her breathless in the bathroom mirror. Now, fuelled by three earlier cocktails and with her mandatory golden eye mask firmly affixed against her chocolate skin, she walked into the crowded kitchen feeling the eyes of hungry men and women pour over her.
On the ottomans and couches men and women writhed and touched. Several women were on their knees greedily licking and sucking at the engorged cocks of their partners.
Sprawled across the couch directly in front of her, and appraising her quietly through his burnished gold eye mask, was Trent. He was wearing a well-cut gingham shirt opened to his chest and had a young hot thing with riots of platinum hair plunging her hand into the front of his pants.
“You must be CC,” said a gentle female voice. A beautiful woman with auburn hair, bronze mask and a baby pink bra and panty set sidled up next to Celia’s side. “I’m Claudia, T.A. has asked if I could initiate you into the party. You don’t mind do you?”
“No,” she refused to look at Trent, “not at all,”
Giving a beaming smile, Claudia handed her a glass of French champagne and toasted, “Bottom’s up!”
Feeling the buzz of alcohol in her system, Celia followed Claudia into the sunken cinema room.
“We call this the Playroom,” Claudia walked over the mattresses and found a spot off to one side.
“Come, sit, I want to give you a treat,”
Celia sat on a pillow and watched Claudia’s deft hands arrange the oils and pillows.
“Have you ever been with a woman?” Claudia asked.
“No,”
“Are you interested to try?” Claudia’s eyes sparkled, “Because I find you just delicious to look at.”
With that, Claudia tipped forwards and gently touched her lips against Celia’s. Celia hadn’t expected anything so soft; she closed her eyes and let her mouth press against this redheaded beauty.
Claudia cupped her hands around Celia’s face and slipped her tongue into her mouth.
Feeling her pussy throb appreciatively, Celia moaned and then broke away, panting softly.
Grinning, Claudia leant forward and reached around Celia’s back to her bra clasp, “I want to see these beauties for myself.”
Releasing the bra, Claudia openly stared at the swollen breasts, and reached over to a bottle of massage oil.
Warming the oil in her hands, Claudia cupped one and laid it to rest just above Celia’s left breast, letting the heated oil cascade down over the nipple. Smoothing her hand down, Claudia swirled her hand down and over the breast enjoying the weight and letting her thumb swirl around the erect nub.
“Lay back, enjoy this.”
Celia slid down and watched in awe as Claudia straddled her waist; the heat of the redhead’s panty-covered pussy radiating on her navel.
Behind Claudia, a threesome had already begun; a man laying on his back while one woman straddled his head and another deep-throated his cock.
Claudia’s hips started moving back and forth, her muscular thighs squeezing into Celia’s sides. Celia’s own clit hardened as she felt her companion’s silky pink panties damped with every thrust.
“Let me help you,” Celia reached up, unhooked the pink bra and gently tipped the vixen onto her back.
Claudia’s breasts were milky white, and the rosebud blooms were impossibly sexy. Dipping her face, Celia let her tongue swirl around the breasts to pucker the nipples. Claudia squirmed underneath, arching her back, so Celia brought her meaty thigh up into Claudia’s crotch and pressed into the clit.
Gasping, Claudia ground her hips up and down Celia’s thigh, a rose bloom growing across the milky skin.
Pulling the elastic down on the pink panties, Celia whipped off the panties and shuffled so her face was above Claudia’s wet slit.
Tentatively, Celia eased the milky thighs apart and brought her mouth down the pink lips.
Stroking her tongue lightly over the clit, Celia felt her lover’s thighs open and relax.
Venturing further south, Celia twisted her thick tongue around the sweet hot slit opening, slurping the musky juices that flowed stronger and stronger from the pussy’s centre.
Reaching between her legs, Celia slid her hand under her delicate panties and flicked her own hardening bean. The sweet juices from her partner reminded her of her naughty session with Trent and the gardener.
Claudia’s breath hitched and she began panting and grabbing at her breasts, her hips pulsed rhythmically against Celia’s tongue.
Removing her sticky wet hand from her own pussy, Celia brought her fingers up and slid two into Claudia’s throbbing and widening hole.
Claudia’s pussy clamped down on the fingers and her hips were pressed up harder into Celia’s mouth.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” Claudia gasped.
From behind, two strong hands clasped onto Celia’s hips and tipped her up before one slid between her thighs to rub her clit.
Moaning into the sopping pussy, Celia spread her knees and thighs to let the mystery lover reach into her.
Finding her slick with juice, the guy dipped his fingers in and out of her pussy before hooking and pulling the panty fabric to the side.A thick tip of a cock was pressed into her pussy lips, and hungry for penetration, Celia pumped her hips backward, letting the engorged head slide into her juicy slit.
The cock was among the thickest she had ever felt, and while it wasn’t long she felt the engorged cock rub hard against her g-spot.
“I’m coming, oh my god I’m coming,” Claudia gasped, her muscles clamping on Celia’s fingers and a hot shot of juice splashing onto Celia’s mouth.
“You, my girl, are a natural,” Claudia sat up and licked up her pussy juices from Celia’s mouth before easing herself away.
“You wanna turn over?” said the voice of her mystery man.
Flipping onto her back, she saw that her lover was incredibly hairy, had a swelling beer belly, and a fat purple-headed cock ready to explode.
“You are such a naughty girl,” the guy said, his mask a mixture of black feathers, “Going down while you let a stranger fuck you...what kind of girl are you, babe?”
“A naughty girl,” she breathed, tipping her hips to let his thick cock penetrate her wet centre.
With each thrust his cock expanded, making her pussy lips stretch and squeeze in bliss.
His coarse hair rubbed firmly against her wet and throbbing clit, sending her closer and closer to the edge. Being fucked by a stranger was far easier than she ever imagined.
Feeling her pussy tighten, she wrapped her legs around her lover and pulled him down with every thrust, the final push sending her screaming and trembling as her orgasm rolled through her body.
“Almost there, just hang on,” the guy rutted red-faced against her a few more times before pulling out, yanking off his rubber and cuming on her belly. The guy milked his cock so the cum splashed onto her breasts before he sat back on his heels. He then reached for a towel and mopped up the mess.
“Fuck, you were great.”
Chapter Seven
Celia wandered back to the kitchen to grab a drink, her bra long forgotten as naked men and women slithered over the sheets and fucked to needy ends.
Leaning against the counter, she could see Trent had shuffled to another couch and was enjoying a long blowjob by a raven-haired woman.
Trent had long lost his shirt, his chest glowing with scratches and hickeys.
Locking eyes with Celia, Trent sat up and rested his palm on the bobbing head of his girl, pulling her down into his crotch with every suck.
Turned on, Celia reached into the champagne bucket and pulled out a handful of ice cubes and trailed them over her chest, circling her breasts and bringing the ice to her lips.
Wrapping his lover’s hair around his fist, he pulled harder at her sucking, angrily screwing up his face as he locked eyes on the chocolate coloured vision before him. Just as suddenly as his passion started, he pulled the girls’ face away from his crotch and gave her a winning smile, “That was incredible, thank you,”
Tucking himself back into his pants, Trent got up and strutted over to Celia, “Are you having a good time?”
Celia nodded appreciatively.
“Good, because I have a room for you. There was a special request; you and I with another couple.”
Taking her by the hand, Trent led her to the dimly lit master bedroom. Seating her on the bed, Trent gently kissed Celia’s mouth.
“You taste like another woman. I like it,” he licked her lips and straightened the mask on her face.
“This is an incredible night,” Trent slid his fingers between her thighs and massaged her pulsing centre.
“Now, the couple we’re meeting, the guy wants you to call him ‘Daddy’, can you do that?”
A thrill spiralled up her back, “Sure I can,” Celia wiggled out of her lingerie just as two robed figures entered the room. It was obvious from their robes that they were an older couple.
The woman approached the bed she let her robe drop. She climbed onto the bed pulling Trent’s head towards her.
The man, however, kept his robe on and approached Celia.
“Hello, daddy,” she gave what she thought was a naughty smile. Trent had taken his hand from her thighs and was now using her juice to spread the other woman’s lips.
“Have you been a good girl?” the man asked, his voice resounding with a familiar tone.
“Oh yes, daddy, I have been a very good girl,”
“What sort of reward does my little girl get?” he stepped up to the bed.
“This kind daddy,” Celia reached for his robe and parted the seams, revealing a stiff, throbbing cock. Licking her lips, Celia slowly lowered her mouth and slid her tongue over the head.
“Is this ok daddy?”
The man gasped and moaned, “You do what you need to, baby girl,”
She licked the tip again, this time letting her tongue swirl around the ridge of his head, sending the cock twitching and pulsing with need. She gently sucked the end, letting her lips hold and move over the tip like a tight pussy. Finding the cock swelling quickly, Celia moved the cock deeper into her mouth, letting her tongue massage and flick the end with every pull back.
The man eased his cock out of Celia’s mouth.
“Daddy wants to taste you - ok, baby girl?”
Celia scooted up the bed and let her thighs fall away. The man climbed on to the bed and looked greedily into Celia’s eyes. He settled his thin papery lips on her aching pussy.
The man slurped at her juices, his tongue taking tentative flicks of her bean before nuzzling deep into her centre to penetrate her slit.
The man pulled his face back, his cheeks, mouth and chin glistening with her wetness, “You taste like a peach; you’ve been a very good girl,”
The man burrowed down again, digging his long thin fingers into her thighs so he could pull himself deeper into her throbbing pussy.
Celia balled her fist and bit into her knuckle to hold back the moans that this man was creating from his greedy suckling. Her cunt was pulsing, and she needed a fuck more than ever.
Pulling away from her pussy, the man briefly wiped his face before climbing over her body, his rigid length swaying as he moved.
“Now baby girl,” his voice wavered with excitement, “daddy is going to put his cock inside you because you’re all nice and wet. Do you want daddy to go inside?”
“Yes, daddy, I really need you inside me,” she gasped.
“That’s my girl,” he smiled.
Tilting her hips, Celia angled her hole so the man could slide into her sex. Again, her pussy lips had tightened on his head preventing him from thrusting down the whole length.
“I’m very tight daddy,” Celia smiled wickedly.
Grinning, the old man used small thrusts to work his cock in and out of her pussy lips, easing the head past until he sank full-hilt into her throbbing slit.
Grasping on to the bed linen, the man plunged himself forward and back, his pulsing cock swelling with each push.
Looking past the man’s shoulder, Celia could see Trent also plunging his cock into his older partner. His motions were measured and smooth, unlike this rutting, papery man who rested on her voluptuous curves.
Trent was playing with his lady’s tits when his eyes flicked over to Celia. As their eyes locked, Celia clenched her pussy and made her lover groan in appreciation. Trent smiled, and thrust harder into his partner, a low purr building in his partner’s throat.
The man pushed himself up into a kneeling position and pressed Celia’s knees to her chest.
Watching himself enter Celia made his cock twitch and throb harder, raising the ridges of his veins and exciting Celia’s pussy lips.
Trent stared transfixed at Celia’s glistening cunt, turned on by watching the old man’s length slide in and out. Building his thrusts, Trent fucked his partner harder and harder, his complete attention on Celia.
Celia couldn’t control herself, and watching Trent fuck another the way he would want to fuck her sent her senses reeling.
“Oh my god daddy, please fuck me, please fuck me hard!”
The old man grunted and started rutting harder against her. Cumbersome in his movements, he lurched against her clit, his own quavering moan building as he got closer to shooting his load.
“That’s a good baby girl, let daddy fuck you harder, that’s it, open your legs,” the man’s dick thickened.
“Just a thick, long screw,” he gasped, before arching his back and roaring, a thick hot spurt of cum slathering her cunt. Recognising the man as the creep, Gerald, from the charity ball, Celia felt her inside writhe in confusion. Turned on by the fact there was a pervert coming between her legs, she let out a scream and felt her pussy drop and squeeze, pulling on the shrivelled cock inside of her.
Gerald dropped on to her chest and slipped her breast into his mouth, suckled on the nipple like a child, and sent another ripple of ecstasy through her. The panting and gasping next to her also built, and with Trent’s eyes locked onto Celia’s. He let out an animal grunt and thrust his cock deep into his partner’s pussy, his partner’s orgasm mingled with his.
“That’s exactly what I needed - a thick long screw,” Celia panted.
THE END