Jenna James: Sex With the Guitarist

“Thanks for starting without me, girls!” Brad said, dramatically, raising his hands in the air in mock exasperation.

“There’s plenty left for you, big boy. Get over here.” Annie said her voice heavy with lust.

Jen wasn’t sure what to do but she knew there was no turning back now. Her own juices were oozing out of her, and despite her embarrassment she could barely contain her lust for Brad or Annie for that matter. She realized she wanted them both just as much.

Am I bi-sexual?

Brad made his way to the bed and stood, taking off his t-shirt and throwing it to the ground before looking down at his bulging pants and then at the girls, a questioning look on his face.

As one the girls rose from the bed and hurriedly began unfastening his pants, Jen working on his belt while Annie released the button and swiftly unzipped him opening up his pants to reveal black boxer shorts shining with freshly leaked pre-cum.

Brad’s body was a work of art, a rock solid perfectly symmetrical six-pack below a pair of huge pecs, but the girls barely noticed those as they hungrily yanked his pants down around his ankles causing him to gasp in anticipation of the incredible pleasure that was to come.

Once his pants were down, Annie beat Jen to the chase and quickly engulfed Brad’s engorged helmet in her mouth, saliva dribbling down it in torrents as she slobbered over it, drawing a long moan from Brad’s lips as he watched her work. Jen, not to be left out, after all this was her man, took Brad’s balls in her mouth and sucked them both, juggling them with her tongue, drawing even more moans from the panting Brad.

Soon Jen became more confident and pulled Brad’s throbbing cock from Annie’s wet mouth and sucked it into her own, greedily slurping his pre-cum that continued to flow freely from his cock and Annie went to work on his balls.

Jen had never sucked cock before, or eaten pussy for that matter but now she was doing it like she was a pro and she was loving it more than she ever could have imagined. Best of all, Brad was gripping her hair tightly in the throes of ecstasy as she sucked and slurped his cock ensuring it was sloppy wet at all times as she had read somewhere in a magazine once. It was clearly working.

“Oh god… I’m… gonna… come. “ Brad managed to gasp just before he grabbed a tight hold of Jen’s head and released himself into her mouth, his body shuddering and shaking with each pleasure bringing spurt. Jen gladly took everything he had to offer and swallowed it straight down much to the disappointment of Annie who scowled at her, jealous that she had been the one to make him come.

“Wow, you girls really know how to please a man, don’t you?” Brad gasped, barely catching his breath.

“You think that’s all we got?” Annie said, smiling at him and fingering her wet pussy before sucking her fingers and looking him in the eyes, invitingly.

Brad stared at her pussy for a moment, but then his eyes settled on Jen who sat before him, his cum still clinging to her chin, looking up at him, her pussy yet to be pleasured. He was going to return the favor, plus, he knew this girl had wanted him for a long time and that meant only one thing. She was going to fuck him into the next life.

He climbed on top of her, ignoring Annie and slid his newly rock hard cock straight into Jen’s welcoming pussy with a wet smacking sound and a combined groan of pleasure from both Brad and Jen. Jen had never had such a large cock inside her before and the sheer thickness of it filled her so completely, it’s ridges and veins pushing into the walls of her pussy, sending incredibly overwhelming waves of pleasure through her pussy and she screamed out, her mouth wide.

She finally had her man, not only had him but was having him right there and then. Annie was right, the plan had worked. She laid there and watched him work her pussy like a pro, her wetness making liquid sounds with each thrust and marvelled at his power, his beauty.

She would give herself to him whenever he wanted, anywhere, anytime. As he neared his orgasm, he shouted out, “You dirty fuckin’ bitch, oh yeah, you little slut!”

Jen stared up at him, her eyes incredulous. What was he saying? She wasn’t a slut.

Then Brad finally unleashed his load inside her, firing spurt after spurt deep inside her, but she no longer felt anything anymore. She was in shock, that he would speak to her like that. What had she done wrong?

When he finished, Brad turned to Annie who was fingering herself next to them on the bed and watched her for a moment, licking his lips, cock now hard again and throbbing, shiny with Jen’s juices.

“Come on then, big boy.” Annie said, pulling apart her pussy lips, inviting him in.

Brad grunted, planted himself between her legs and plunged his penis deep into her, and began pumping slowly but powerfully. Annie wrapped her legs around him and began to thrust with him, moans escaping both their lips as they heaved.

Jen simply lay on her back and watched them, wondering if she had done the right thing. He had obviously called her a slut and a dirty bitch because he was just talking dirty, right? Isn’t that what all men do?

Watching him pound Annie into an explosive orgasm, Jen realized that although she had Brad tonight, it would only ever be this one night. Perhaps if she were lucky, she might get to sleep with him once more but she very much doubted it. Brad was a womanizer and besides, he could have any woman he wanted. Why should he settle for just one when he could have them all?

Jen was sure she couldn’t change his ways.

Sighing, she stood and waited for Brad to slide off Annie before walking over to Annie’s panting form and planting her wet pussy straight over her mouth.

At first, Annie looked surprised, but then she got to work, expertly licking and sucking at Jen’s clitoris.

Within minutes, all three of them were laid out on the bed, exhausted and soaked in each other’s juices.