Vince Marcos - The slut next door

She thought of the time he knocked her out with his cock, shoving it too far down her throat until she couldn't breathe.

He was right, though; she could fit it in all the way. Maybe it was the position that they were in, in the car, but now she could slide her mouth down to his crotch hair and balls and back up again and still groove on it. It was just a matter of taking a little at a time, since he was so huge, but it was very exciting for her to do it. Hell, she couldn't get her mouth off it.

"Kiss my nuts! Lick my balls! Suck my rocks!" he said.

"Yes, yes!" she agreed and did it. His nuts were so hairy, like his head, but she loved hair and didn't care if she got it in her mouth. Baby, baby… she just wanted to please him in any way she could, to make up for all the trouble she caused.

He could tell she was starting to cum. Her body was jerking back and forth, quickly. "Cum with me, baby, get ready…"

"Jesus… I can't hold it, I'm gonna cum now… it's gonna happen… oh…"

"With me… now!"

"God… Oh my God…" She held him tight while her shaking body pressed against him, feeling that warm flow of white jism ejaculating into her.

Her smooth stomach felt good while she rubbed it against his hairy chest as he came. She was helplessly cuming beneath him, as he, too, towered over her, climaxing again and again.

She sucked it all out of him, every drop of his jism that started to enter her mouth. It tasted so much better than Ron's cum… and she was even happier to drink it. Because it was Tony's, and it came out of his enormous cock.

And he got all her juices licked up and swallowed. She sure was full of sweet, delicious things. Her nectar was still as good tasting as ever.

She looked at him and smiled. "Friends?" she asked.

"No," he said.

She was alarmed.

"Lovers," he announced.

Anne sat glumly in her kitchen, sipping coffee, and wondering where Jay was. He left her hours ago to "see some friends" but he hadn't said where. She wanted to explain to him that things were going to be all right, and that he didn't have to keep worrying about it.

So there was something wrong with their sex life? So he was cuming before she did when they fucked. They could fix it. They would adjust. Maybe she'd work it so that she could cum fast, too.

Damn, but he looked worried about everything. He was so down and out. She knew he was as horny and as virile as everyone else. He didn't have any trouble getting it up and keeping it up. And she didn't have problems getting it wet and keeping it wet.

So why were they fighting?

She drank more coffee and thought of what they did last night. He came home, very drunk. Christ, she could smell it all the way down the hall. Then he stripped and hopped into bed.

She pretended to be asleep, so they wouldn't have to yell at each other. Pretty soon, he was starting to reach for her, to turn her over so he could put it in her ass. She sighed and pushed him away.

He grumbled and pulled her closer and that's when he did it. He pulled her legs open and got on top. She was still lying on her stomach, sighing, but he was saying something like "Stupid cunt… bitch…" and she could feel his hands guiding his prick into her ass. She knew it was going to hurt because she was not wet and there was no Vaseline. Still, that did not stop him.

"No, Jay," she cried out.

"Shut up!" he said, and started to push it in.

She tried everything she could, made her muscles all tense and stiff so it wouldn't go in. It didn't help. Soon, he got the head of his cock in, and worked in some more, slowly.

She cried out. "It hurts! You're hurting me! Take it out!"

"No chance, baby!" he told her and shoved it in all the way.

"Uhh! Christ, take it out, please! You're going to split me in half with your cock!"

He began pumping it, harder and harder, taking nice long strokes so she could REALLY feel it working in and out of her ass. She clawed to get him off her, but she knew it was too late. He had pinned her down good and she was being helplessly fucked. The pain. How it hurt. She… bbrriinnngg!

Damn, it was the doorbell. Who the hell could it be NOW? She put her cup of coffee down and went to answer it. As she opened it, she saw Dawn Sands standing before her.

"What do you want?" she snapped at the black beauty.

Dawn popped the gum in her mouth. "You'd be surprised what I have to tell you."

As she walked in, Anne stared at her tits. Christ, they were nice-looking… almost as good as her own. But better. And her figure – it was… sexy.

"Well, what is it?"

Dawn smiled, but she wasn't smiling because of the revenge she was about to have. It was Anne that did. Somehow, even though Anne was black like herself, she looked pretty interesting. She could see why Jay married her. Those nice, lean thighs, the skinny waist: of course, she WAS a model.

"Your old man came to visit me yesterday," Dawn began, but her voice was so unsure. She was really hot for her, which was unusual because she never dug lesbian scenes. In fact, she never had one before. "He was really down about something, and I…"

Anne felt tingly. Dawn was one foxy lady. She walked closer to her and tried to make her more comfortable. "Would you like a drink?"

"No." Dawn had to make some sense out of herself. "He – your man, that is – he was one horny dude and he started to touch me…"

"How?" Anne asked.

Dawn put her hands on Anne's tits. "Like this, kind of. And he did it real soft and all. Nice and all. And slow…"

She stroked until she felt Anne's nipples get hard.

Anne started to breathe loudly.

"And then he ran his fingers down my legs." She did that, too, and Anne closed her eyes and wet her lips.

"Yeah… what else did he do?" she asked Dawn softly.

Dawn was hot. "Oh… he stuck his fingers into my cunt and rubbed it gently and…"

"Ohh…" Anne groaned as Dawn did it. Quickly, she sank to her knees and Dawn followed. They slipped out of their clothes swiftly and they began lapping at each other's cunts.

Dawn dug into some black pussy while Anne grooved on her black twat. The juices flowed and flowed, as their tongues rolled and rolled.

"This is great!" Anne screamed, sipping tenderly.

"Yeah, I dig this, honey," Dawn yelled.

"Mmm… more snatch, please!" Anne cried.

Dawn was only too happy to provide it. "Suck on my cunt, baby. That's… that's it… harder… suck harder!"

Anne fingered her for a while, sticking in her thumbs while she licked her cunt. Her nose was dripping with fuck juice, but that was okay because for the first time in her life, she really dug it. Her hands explored Dawn's body, up her flat chocolate stomach and squeezed the plump tits that bobbed up and down. The nipples were as stiff as can be. Dawn sighed and shoved her clit more into her mouth.

"Sweep it out, doll," Dawn told her, all the while munching on some tasty cunt. "We'll both get drunk of this stuff."

"Keep going… don't stop, Goddamn it, don't stop!"

While they were enjoying eating each other out, they didn't hear the door behind them open and the sound of something being thrown on the chair.

Jay looked at the two of them caught up in the best fucking orgy he ever saw. And his hard-on popped up faster than he thought it would. Just the sight of two squirming female bodies, both piled on each other, was an instant turn-on.

"Jay… hurry up damn it and join us!" Dawn said.

Anne, surprisingly, wasn't shocked to see him. "Come on down and grab a seat."

"I'll do just that," he said, aiming his cock for Dawn's ass and shoving it in all the way, while she was busy eating Anne's pussy. Anne was also busy sucking on her clit.