2 comments/ 10708 views/ 4 favorites Emma's Lust Pt. 01 By: Fill_de_Puta A great big thank you to Todger65 for taking the time to edit my story. ***** Singing for the Peepers. Emma and I lay on a blanket in the park watching the sun slowly set, turning what little cloud there was into dark pink and red candy floss. We'd had a wonderful day with a picnic and drank much more wine than we needed. We had chosen a spot in what was fast becoming secluded, as the masses of people who had also been enjoying the glorious summer, slowly dispersed. Even as the day was coming to an end it was still warm enough for me to stay topless. Emma too no doubt, had she not been so disappointed with her small breasts; breasts which I found such delight in. She poured the last of our third bottle into our plastic beakers as I watched dog walkers and joggers on the other side of the park. We had chose this spot specifically knowing that most people would stay away from the wooded area so close behind us as dusk approached. Those who didn't would have no problem seeing, or watching, a young mid twenties couple enjoying each other, not so surreptitiously. "What you thinking babe?" Emma asked pecking me on the mouth. "Not much really." I replied looking into her glazed eyes. I could see that cheeky mischief in them. "You?" "Oh nothing." She smiled and bent to kiss my chest. Shimmying down she rested her head where she had laid her lips. I caught a waft of her perfume and closed my eyes. I adored Kenzo, but then I adored everything about Emma. "Not sure I believe you." I said lightly. She traced a finger around one nipple, pressing her lips to the other flicking her tongue across it. "Well I am: but..." She left the sentence hanging, as she deliberately spilt some of her wine on the centre of my chest; following the rivulet slowly down to my sternum and onto the slight definition of my abdominals with butterfly kisses. "But?" I asked. Already feeling excitement stirring in my groin at her touches. "I just wondered something that's all." She retraced her line back with her tongue right up to my chin and pecked me on the mouth, finalising her move by rubbing her scrunched nose against mine in an Inuit kiss. "The suspense is killing me Em'." I raised my head off my t-shirt pillow but she moved away. She kissed the top of my abdomen, slowly sliding her hand down my side until she reached the waist band of my cargo shorts, slipping her finger inside. following it around to the front, toying with the button. "I don't know how to ask you really." She looked up at me with a big grin, more mischievous than before. More excitement as I anticipated her touch on my forming erection. "Well, your best bet is to try words." She popped the top button moving down to the next. "I know." She squinted a playful glare. "Go on then." I chuckled. "You're never stuck for words. When you are they're still coming out of your mouth." "Cheeky." She popped another two buttons and peered down the front of my combats. She hummed. "You're wearing them." She giggled before kissing me just above the tiny bow of the lacy boy shorts she had dared me to wear. "I told you Em'. I'd do anything for you." I stroked a hand through her dark curly hair plucking a piece of dry cut grass from it . "I'm daft enough to be madly in love with you, aren't I." I blew her a kiss. She turned to me with a loving look in those gorgeous eyes. "I'm daft too, babe." she returned a flying kiss as her fingers found my bulge in her delicate underwear. She traced my stirring meat focusing on the base of my circumcised tip. My cock twitched fiercely as her touch seemed to add extra potency and eagerness. She looked down watching me grow and stiffen. "Well?" I asked again. "You look lush in my panties." "You look lush, full stop. Show me your little titties." She playfully glared at me again. "Your lovely, little titties." I corrected. "That's better." She laughed looking around briefly before lifting her t-shirt slowly exposing her flat toned stomach. She paused just before flashing her nipples allowing me to see only the slight bump of her small mounds. She laughed again as she finalised the show. Her thick long dark nipples stood on end demanding attention. I raised myself up to kiss them and she dropped her top shaking her head. Her tight curls bouncing around her freckled face. "Nope." She giggled. "So?" I asked. "Are you actually going to tell, or ask me, what it is you have buzzing around your dirty little mind?" She nodded. "It's not that I'm dissatisfied or bored, far, far from it babe but..." She raised the waist band of her panties which I was wearing, kissing me half an inch or so from the base of my shaft. She let go of the smalls and they snapped painlessly across my now fully engorged cock. "For Christ's sake Em' spit it out." "Well now. I never thought I'd hear you say that." She giggled giving me that look again as her hand slipped beneath the lacy material. "If I did you a favour." She squeezed tightly, lessened her grip and stroked me slowly with the palm of her hand, barely touching my already aching cock. "You'd do me one wouldn't you?" "I've already told you. I'd do anything for you." "Goody." She nodded complacently, moving down to kiss my tip. She raised her head again. "How would you like me to get Karen to join us in bed sometime?" "Is that a trick question?" I asked as she fumbled with the underwear I was poking out of, pushing them down enough to expose my meat. "If I say yes you'll accuse me of fancying her; won't you?" "If you didn't I'd think you were gay. Especially in these sexy things." She bent and sucked my knob, teasing my tiny hole with her tongue stud. I sighed and slumped my head back onto the blanket. "Well in that case yes; of course I would. What would you like in return?" "I want you to ask one of your friends to join us." She finally told me slipping me into her mouth completely. "Oh fuck!" I gasped as her warmth engulfed me. "Yeah, yeah I'll ask." It wouldn't be a problem. I knew most of my friends had the hots for my girlfriend of two and a half years. I couldn't blame them. Granted she wasn't what they would call beautiful, or even pretty for that matter, but she had studied ballet most of her life and had the most divine toned body. Due to my bravado all of my friends were well aware of the positions she could get herself into; and that she could almost grip my shaft as tight with her inner muscles as she could with her hand. It so happened that Karen had attended the same classes. I reached down stroking Emma's hair, taking a handful and pulling lightly. She popped me out of her mouth again. "Thank you." She tugged on my shorts, pulling them down to give herself easier access to my balls, and started working on them immediately, gripping the tender skin between her lips, stretching it as far as she could. I groaned loudly pulling her hair tighter as she stroked her saliva over my tip mixing it with my pre cum. She circled the very tip of my bell end with a thumb and forefinger and forced the tight circle down over the sensitive head. "That's how tight it would feel if you ever put it in my bum." She said looking at me over the top of my throbbing cock. Her eyes flicked to the woods behind my head before returning to me. She sucked in my tip again pushing it in to her cheek and popping me back out yet again. "Don't look now baby, but we have an audience." Her smile was pure filth. Her tongue moved down my shaft and she nibbled at the base before sucking in one of my balls. "You want the threesome now?" "Uh huh." She shook her head tugging my ball one way then the other. "No." She said releasing my nut." He doesn't look very clean." "Take off your top and sit on my cock." I told her. "I'll meet you half way." She bartered, moving her lascivious lips to my belly and slowly working them up my body until she reached my lips. We kissed hungrily, passionately. The taste of my own sperm on her tongue mixing with the cheap red wine. Emma lifted her skater skirt much higher than she needed to for straddling my needy cock, but just the right amount to give the voyeur a look at the similar lacy boy shorts that fitted her so much better for not having a five inch piece of meat in them. She pulled the gusset to one side, pushing a finger inside her self. "I need your cock right here Jason." She demanded loud enough for our onlooker to hear. She took my rigid pole in her hand teasing me at the entrance to her tight, sweet cunt before sliding herself down on me completely. "Oh. My. Fucking! Dog!" She called. Her atheistic twist on the phrase always made me smile. She lay her hands on my chest pinching my nipples hard as she ground me inside her keeping my cock head in contact with her G spot. I pushed my hands up her top taking her firm pert tits in my hands massaging them hard, squeezing those luscious thick nipples between my fingers pulling them one at a time. Emma's face contorted angelically - I didn't share my friends' taste for plastic Barbie doll types. She sucked in her lip biting down on it and threw her head back. I was grinding hard against her, my mouth open, exhaling a whispering vibrato growl. I slid my hands down to her slender hips, raising my pelvis, yanking her light frame down harder, trying to get deeper inside her wet, velvety warmth. Trying to give her more than I had to give. One hand at a time I moved them beneath her skirt. The light cotton held no interest for me, nothing could feel as silky smooth as her pale skin. "That's my cock!" She gasped. "My cock, Jason. Oh, oh ooh. Oh god, oh my god! It feels so good, baby. Deep, deep inside my tight pussy." She growled loudly bucking harder and harder.. Her over the top filthy talk was having a wild effect on me. She always did it in the company of voyeurs but as we had drunk more than usual I assumed it had added to her own bravado. "Come on. Come on, Baby fuck it. It's all yours. Have it, fucking, have, it!" I growled. Ecstasy swooped all over me. Emma and I were as one, barely an inch of my cock ever leaving her blissful moist heaven. Rolling and grinding together in perfect time, running like a Swiss watch. She pushed a hand up her top to tug and pull on one of those majestic nipples. Her other dropped to my sternum pressing a little too hard for a moment taking my breath for a second before she removed it and found her clit with her thumb and fore finger, pinching and twisting it. "Love me, love, love me, Jason." She moaned. "Fuck yeah." I gritted my teeth, holding back trying my best not to come. She was such a turn on, more so when she played up for an audience. I hated to climax before her, not that she wouldn't get her own, but it made me feel like I was letting her down. I began to feel light headed and stretched myself in an attempt to hold back but I had reached the point of no return. "Shit! Fuck!" "Okay, Baby? You're going to cum in me! You're going to cum in me so fucking hard." She moaned with pleasure moving her hand from up her top to stable herself, keeping her right hand at work on her clit. "Do it baby, cum deep in my wet cunt. Do it now!" She demanded. I yelled out as I fired wad after wad of thick hot spunk inside her. Emma squealed as she gripped her cunt muscles tight around my fiercely twitching meat; squeezing, milking every last drop of cream out of me. I wrapped my hands around her tiny waist, my toes curling involuntarily as I raised my knees moaning and groaning at the pure elation. "You going to eat my cum filled pussy?" Her lust changed her mind. "You're going to eat my cum filled pussy." She raised herself off me. My sticky cock slapping against my stomach as she moved up my torso grabbing my hair, pulling my head up and stuffing her cunt in my face. She ground her sweet smooth mound hard against my mouth, our mixed juices dribbling into my mouth and onto my chin as she bucked and thrust against me. She raised herself up on her knees rattling her clit with her fingers again. Still she grabbed me by the hair pulling me up to feast on her until she realised my face was slowing the frenzied, fluid movement of her fingers. She released her grip on my hair letting my head fall back to the blanket. Her only interest being to reach her own orgasm. "Oh god! Oh god!" She screamed. "I'm cumming. Oh fuck yeah! I want to cum on your face." From beneath her I watched her taut thighs tense, loosen, tense, loosen and her juices flow freely; squelching and splashing all over her fingers, dribbling down her thighs, drips and drops of both of our climax falling onto my neck and chest. "You sexy bitch." I panted as she slumped down onto me. We kissed sloppily, catching up on our breathing, moving together slowly, turning down our heat cautiously. "You sexy bitch." she argued. Slowly we caught our breath. She sat up straight raising an accusatory finger to the woods. "Baby that man's looking at me and playing with his willy." Her eyes darted in several different directions and opened almost as wide as her mouth did in a surprised chuckle. I smiled. She always made sure she caught the voyeur with his trousers down, before he had chance to finish. They didn't always run though. Several times someone had come to talk to us, one even getting his wank finished for him by Emma, although it was my stomach that caught his spunk. She pushed her cum soaked fingers into my mouth as she scanned the woods. Seemingly with no interest in me. "I think there was four today, baby." She laughed. I took hold of her hand sucking the sweet nectar from her dainty fingers. She dropped her gaze after a moment and slapped me with her free hand. "Greedy." She smiled taking her hand back slipping her baby and ring finger into her mouth. Emma's Lust Pt. 02 A great big thank you to Todger65 for his editorial skills again; and big thanks for those of you who read, favourited and commented on part one. ***** Ballet Bitch Pirates refuse to free the Semen. For once I had managed to rip myself away from my studies early. I'd had enough of CSS, attributes, Java and XHTML. Numbers, symbols and tags danced in my head as I stepped out of the University doors and descended the steps to the large car park. The warmth of the sun immediately began to massage away object orientated analysis, servers and design patterns. Slowly I was becoming human again. I pulled out my phone to see if I had any missed calls. I had two from friends, one from Stacey and one from Patrick. I'd call them later once I'd got home and relaxed for a minute. I also had a text from Emma. I read it as I crossed the car park heading for the bike sheds; It read; 'Hope ur hungry, Babe. Bin shoppin n rustled up a lovely ballet bird buffet 4 u. :) x U got double pussy, 2ce as much titty n array of licks, kisses n tonguin + metres + metres of smooth, tight flesh to enjoy. We at K's. Cum xxxxx' "Fantastic." I smiled to myself. I hated 'text talk' but I forgave her, as always. I sent messages to Stacey and Patrick telling them I was on a promise and wouldn't be out and one to Emma saying I was on my way. Shifting the strap on my satchel over my head so it crossed my chest I sat on my tatty Lambretta and pulled my helmet on. I wasn't dressed correctly to be riding but in my suit I looked the part on the classic LI mark two. It took several kicks to get the engine started. While I gave it a moment to wake I fastened my suit jacket and pulled on my gloves. I walked the machine backwards out of the shed and then zipped off heading for Karen's place. I enjoyed the journey until I hit the city streets. It never was a particularly pleasant experience due to the lack of attention paid by a lot of drivers. Some with heavy agendas on their mind, others, because they just didn't give a damn. At least I was headed for one of the, hopefully many, 'times of my life.' I reached Karen's apartment block and parked inside the gated car park. I walked the hundred yards or so to the foyer pulling off my helmet and buzzed up to Karen's flat. "Hello?" Came a crackled reply. "Karen it's me. I've come for the buffet." I chuckled. "Yes Sir, certainly Sir, come on up Sir." I raised my eyebrows impressed with her playful obedience and wondered what they had in store for me. The door lock clicked and buzzed. I pushed through it heading for the lift. I was excited but also apprehensive. I didn't like the way that I some times came before Emma, today I could imagine letting down two girls on more than one occasion. Still; I'd give it a damn good try. I was young and fit enough to have no problems retaining or regaining my erection. As for my stamina; I could hold my own with one lithe ballet dancer, two would be a challenge. One that may well kill me, but what a way to go. Turning left out of the lift I rounded the other side of the shaft and knocked the door. My stomach rolled which seemed to start movement in my crotch. The door opened to a most fantastic sight. Emma stood in her light pink and black lacy boy-shorts with matching bra. Her arms wrapped around Karen's waist, her thumb tucked in the waist band of Karen's shorts, pulling them down slightly. Karen wore a similar set in dark red and had her arm around Emma's shoulders. "Did I pass the top floor and continue up to heaven?" I smiled. "Come on in, Sir." Karen instructed. I stepped inside and started to lift my bag off. "Let me take that for you, Sir." Emma took my bag hanging it on a coat hook directly opposite the door. "Your jacket, Sir?" Karen offered. I was already in my element. Getting spoiled by two scantily clad hot bodied women. It was going to be a good evening if this charade was kept up. I wondered what I could get them to do while they were waiting on me. "Oh let me Sir." Emma added undoing my shirt. She lifted up on her toes, I had to bow a little, and pecked me on the lips. Karen had taken my jacket while Emma pushed my shirt off my shoulders. Once it hit my wrists I heard a sound I recognised but was unfamiliar with. I turned to Karen as she grabbed my arm. The same sound came from my left. I turned to Emma and felt a dull thud on my right wrist as Karen cuffed me. I turned to see if I was right in my assumption, which was when Emma cuffed my other wrist with a separate pair of shackles. "What you..." "Really? Did you really think you were going to get what you wanted so easily?" Emma laughed. "Silly boy." Karen added as they both led me towards her bedroom. "What?" I asked surprised, happy but surprised. "It was your idea." "Was it really?" Karen asked Emma with intrigue. "Yes." I nodded. "You join us for me, One of my mates..." I stopped as Karen was shaking her head with a beaming smile. Emma laughed and turned scarlet. "Err..." She laughed again. "Okay, okay, so I wanted to fuck you. Is that so bad?" "It's marvellous either way girls." I beamed. "Shut up!" They chorused forcing me into single file and leading me into Karen's bedroom. I didn't care. I really was in for a great time. They escorted me to the bed and pushed me on to it. "If you'd have said you wanted me before." Karen said clamping my right wrist. "We wouldn't have had to invite him." Emma clamped my left as Karen continued talking. "We could have focused all our intentions on each other, but no. You had to bring cock didn't you?" "I like cock, what can I say?" Emma shrugged matter of fact. "Mostly mine?" I queried cheekily. Emma nodded with a smile. Karen huffed. "She likes anything that makes her come. She's a dirty slut!" Emma spat a laugh. "I'm a slut? Hark at Miss elastic knickers." "At least I manage to get mine up past my knees." "Fuck knows how." Emma fired back. "Your ankles are never together." Karen reached out quickly grabbing Emma by one of her pig tails. Emma stumbled pushing out both of her hands forcing Karen to fall onto the bed. I laughed. Had I not known them both I may have missed the playful humour in their tones. If I even thought half of what Karen was saying about Emma being so promiscuous was true, my heart would break and I would simply crumble. She was more than everything to me. I whipped my feet out of the way just in time for Emma to jump on top of Karen and plant her hands firmly on her breasts. Karen responded in the same way from beneath. I watched with open mouth and stretching shorts as bras were pushed up over small firm, perky tits. A wonderful contrast of Emma's long thick dark nipples on pale skin and Karen's smaller pink nubs with large areola sitting atop of her larger breasts. They were in view for only a moment before they disappeared beneath groping hands. Karen made the first move away from Emma's little mounds. She moved her left arm putting it on the left side of Emma's head forcing her to be facing away from me. With her other hand Karen slapped Emma's arse hard. I had a heavenly view. Emma whooped out, definitely not in pain. Karen rained several more blows reddening the skin all to Emma's vocal delight. On the last Karen began to rub her hand between Emma's legs. Her fingers on her pussy and her palm between Emma's sweet cheeks. It was then that Emma stopped struggling, Karen's legs parted a little. Emma was obviously, by the angle of her arm, applying the same hand to Karen. "Yeah." I nodded appreciatively. "Looking great girls but err: aren't you forgetting someone?" I asked cheekily. Karen released Emma who reluctantly got to her knees placing her own hand where Karen's had vacated, rubbing herself. "Is he going to talk all the time?" Karen asked. "Probably." Emma nodded. "You best gag him then." "Why should I gag him?" "You wanted him here." Karen told her. Emma shrugged. "Okay." She tugged Karen's panties down, Karen raising her hips to help her. "You don't think they're a bit big do you? I mean there's an awful lot of material here." "You cheeky bitch!" Karen hissed. I laughed. Emma was obviously joking. Karen was noticeably bigger than Emma, granted, but using Emma, a size six - occasionally an eight, as a guide I guessed Karen was barely a ten. I'd argue a perfect ten. Karen grabbed both Emma's pig tails this time and dragged her up to her crotch. Emma took no time in pushing her face in between her best friends legs to start lapping away at her shaven pussy. I moaned agreeably as I watched. Emma had dropped Karen's knickers and was now fingering her hole. I couldn't see all that was going on but I could see Emma's elbow moving quickly and the results were blatant on Karen's pretty face. Her eyes closed and her mouth open. "Go on, Em'" I encouraged. "I'd like to see what Karen looks like when she's coming." Emma lifted her head with a wry smile. "Really?" For a second I wondered if I had said the wrong thing, either way I found I was still nodding. Emma withdrew two fingers out of Karen put them in her own mouth to suck them dry and moved to me. She kissed me hungrily feeding me the taste of Karen's sweet nectar from off her tongue. She tasted good. I couldn't wait to sample her first hand. "Err, excuse me." Karen tutted. "You were busy." Emma merely smiled at me and from nowhere brought Karen's smalls into view stuffing them in my mouth. There was more material than I thought there would be but I had no problem with them fitting in my mouth. Apart from the luscious taste of Karen's cunt I could also smell her musk and perfume. Both were enough to stir the loins of a dead man. Karen appeared beside Emma and began undoing my trousers. "I've been waiting to see what all the fuss is about." She told me staring into my eyes until my trousers were down to my knees. She gripped the bulge in my shorts and bent to kiss the damp patch of pre cum. She raised her head smiling. Emma hooked a finger beneath Karen's jaw gently pulling her gaze to her. "All good things to those who wait, Karen." Emma leaned in and they kissed. I watched them, so tender and gentle. Hands weaving through the others hair. Emma was also stroking Karen's cheek as their mouths opened and closed. I caught a glimpse of their tongues touching, encircling one another's. My cock wanted in on the action and produced a little more pre cum, maybe in the hope of enticing lips to it, not unlike a Venus fly trap did for flies. Neither girl seemed to notice. Tits were squeezed and fondled. Nipples were pulled. Their lips moved back together in what proved to be a hungry, needy kiss. Behind Karen's self scented boy shorts I moaned, longing to be entwined between them. Aching for the girls' attention. I knew Emma inside out and wouldn't swap her for the world but Karen; oh Karen. I longed to delve deep into her and I wanted nothing more than to shoot my cum all over her pretty face and watch my wonderful girlfriend eat it off her, preferably while I was balls deep inside her, forcing her growling vocals to stutter and stammer at every thrust. They suddenly separated and Karen held Emma at arms length. "I want to suck his cock." Karen told her. "But I want to." I tried to say "Both of you." but the lacy shorts stifled my words. Thankfully they seemed to understand. Emma pulled the waist band of my shorts down. I continued to shuffle with her so I was flat on my back with my arms above my head. "That does look quite tasty." Karen hummed. "Try it." Emma offered shifting her self so she too could taste my cock. I was confronted with her lace covered arse cheeks. The gusset darker showing her excitement. She pressed her bum against my face filling me with new scents. Her firm cheeks squashing my nose, her wet gusset dampening my lips with her flavours. I tried to force the underwear out of my mouth so I could taste her but my gag was going nowhere. Emma sucked on my cock head while Karen nibbled my length. A hand cupped and gently squeezed my balls. It was bliss for a moment until they both rose together kissing. Once more leaving me to just watch the show. I had no complaints but I certainly wanted in. Karen's hands wondered down the sides of Emma's smooth pale body following her slight curves. She tucked both of her thumbs in Emma's shorts and pulled them down, just enough to expose her cheeks but neither of the possible goals I knew were concealed beneath. I stretched forward in a vain attempt to place my lips on her heavenly skin but the handcuffs restrained me. I sighed desperately raising my hips for a mere touch of her tight flesh, but again I was out of reach. Emma finalised the removal of her underwear. I could only liken the sight to that of the delights Vincent Vega discovered in Marcellus Wallace's brief case in Pulp Fiction. I couldn't wait to slide inside her. The girls had a different plan. Karen slowly lay back down as they kissed. Emma fell with her swapping Karen's thick lips for a nipple. I had to tilt my head to see Emma's lips curled around it. She raised her head and I saw her using her teeth to tug the pink nub, much to Karen's delight. "Oh yes. Bite it." Karen hummed scratching thin red lines down Emma's back as her hands journeyed to those pert buttocks. Her fingertips dug into the firm flesh spreading them wide teasing me with her glistening labia and the tightest, pinkest little puckered sphincter I had ever had the pleasure to see. Pre cum dripped onto my belly as I gawked. Emma manoeuvred down Karen's stomach, teasing her navel before moving further down to feast and please. "You've done, you've done this before you dirty, ooh, dirty little bitch, haven't you? Haven't you?" Karen moaned. I watched Emma's pig tails bob as she nodded her head. Karen's moans grew louder and her hands moved quickly back up to the swinging pig tails. She gripped them pulling Emma tighter into her. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Karen gasped. "Here it comes. Oh yes!" She screamed out loud, bucking and writhing beneath Emma who was lapping at her pussy relentlessly, ensuring she didn't spill a drop. I was completely shocked as to the speed Karen had come. I made a mental note to get more practice in. Karen seemed to be getting further and further away as she dug her heels into the duvet. Suddenly she was gone. She whooped loudly just before she hit the floor with a thud. She laughed out. Emma slithered snake like off the bed to continue her feast. "No!" Karen called. "Oh you bitch! Yes, yes. Eat me Em'... Oh shitting hell. No stop, stop. Please." It was working wonders for me to watch my girlfriend giving another woman such pleasures, not that I could actually see at that moment. I couldn't wait to start joining in the fun. But I did, I had no choice. I listened to the sloppy sounds of kissing, heard subtle moans and squelching cunts, but I could see nothing with my eyes. In my mind however they were having a fantastic time while I throbbed and ached, completely helpless to satisfy even myself. I tried to call out but was muffled. They heard though and both of their heads appeared at the bottom of the bed, one either side of my feet. Their smiles were almost unnerving. Karen crawled up to me first. She kissed my prick helping herself to my sticky tip, then noticing the dab of cream on my stomach, lapped at it with her tongue. All the time she kept eye contact at every possible chance. Finally the action was headed my way. Karen placed a leg either side of me and took my rigid cock in her hand. She crouched nudging her pussy lips apart with my tip. She was quite literally dripping. I could see her inner thighs glistening with come. My eyes rolled back in my head as she sank down on to me. "Oh fuck, yeah" I sighed heavily into her underwear gag as her cunt slowly swallowed my pole. She moved back up and even more slowly, slid back onto me. I thrust into her and we grunted together. "I wonder how that tastes." Emma asked raising her eyebrows. "Try it sweetie." Karen invited, unsheathing my length. I missed the sodden warmth immediately. Emma licked at my shaft sucking the base, teasing her way up with that tongue stud. I hummed as she engulfed me. She slurped all Karen's juice from me before lifting her head. She moved placing a leg either side of me and, as Karen did, teased me at her entrance for a second or two before sliding all the way down, moving painfully slow. Up, down, up and off. "Oh please!" I begged incoherently. I made a mental note to thrust into the next cunt that slid onto me. Patience may well be a virtue but I was too hyped to wait. Karen bent down taking over from where Emma had begun, using an expert tongue on my hardness. She included my balls in her play, sucking them in one at a time. She took me in her mouth grazing her teeth all the way down until she nuzzled my trimmed pubis. My cock head wedged down her throat. I thrust my hips. She shook her head violently expelling a growl from somewhere before she coughed me out spraying me with spittle. Her streaming eyes met mine. "Mmm. I like." She straddled me again slipping me inside her, fucking me slowly again. She felt so good I could have stayed there for ever. At the same time Emma took one of Karen's pink nipples in her mouth and dropped her hand to Karen's clit. I thrust into her hard and she moved off me. "No!" She ordered. "Slowly, or not at all." Again she slid onto me taking too much time to completely immerse my cock. I ached to thrust but for the hopes of the finale I had to restrain. It sincerely was a dream come true when Karen began bouncing up and down my cock quickly. It was incredible how different their insides felt from one another. Many people I've known have said a pussy's a pussy. The truth was not so. "You want to eat it?" Karen asked Emma. Emma raised her head nodding, but before she sucked Karen's juice off my cock they kissed some more. It was much more than erotic. I loved seeing Emma with another woman. Karen tensed up inside and rose until I was clear of her sodden cunt. My pole sprung out of her slapping my stomach before Emma took a hold of it. Her head bowed but I felt nothing. I watched as she lifted it and met my eyes with her own. She smiled. "Actually." She straddled my cock with her back to me and sat down sliding her wet snatch up and down my length before nudging it inside her. I felt her muscles gripping me as she too moved quickly and expertly up and down me. "Try them both." Emma rose off me and backed up stuffing her cunt in my face, wiping the slick juices all over. She smelt like heaven. I longed to push my tongue out and lap at her tight hole but for now I had to be content to have her smeared on me. Soon I'd be able to taste them. Karen's mouth was sliding up and down me bringing me ever closer to orgasm. Realising this she stopped and I voiced my disappointment. Karen wanted more though, more of their juices and began to feast on the cum the girls had dribbled onto my shaft. My eyes rolled in pleasure but it wasn't long before she was gone again. Emma also moved, turning to face me gripping the bed head behind me to keep her balanced. Karen's hands appeared on Emma's tiny tits pinching and twisting her thick nipples. Karen's right hand walked down across Emma's toned stomach to her pussy where she began to play her fingers, one at a time, between her cunt lips, spreading them a little before gliding a finger over her clit, rolling the digit and poking the tip of her finger inside her folds. "Make me cum in his face, Karen. Rattle me raw and make me cum all in his fucking face." Emma growled moving up to me, hovering mere centimetres above me. Emma's Lust Pt. 02 I nodded frantically in agreement. "Mmm!" watching as Karen's fingers pleasured my love. Two fingers on Karen's right hand slipped inside Emma and she hummed loudly. Karen spread Emma's lips wide with her left, opening her up, thumbing her clit at the same time. Beneath them I ached so badly. Seeing what I could be engulfed in, made me ache even more. Karen began fingering Emma's clit harder with one hand, her other returning to pinch and pull on one of Emma's long nipples. Emma's head lulled back on to Karen's shoulder. She rolled to her face where they kissed while Karen fingered her. "Your turn for double pussy juice baby." Karen told her. "Fuck yeah, fuck it Karen, fuck it please." Emma moaned as Karen obliged her. Karen's fingers squelching and slopping inside Emma's cunt. Her legs began to twitch as her moaning increased in volume. "Go on, go on! Finger that pussy hard. Harder! Harder. Oh fuck yeah!" She yelled losing control and her grip of the bed head. She crashed down half on the bed, half on me and Karen. I nearly wept as I watched her come spraying little jets on to Karen's hand. Karen pulled the knickers from out of my mouth. "Please fuck me." I begged. Karen paid me no mind. She simply mopped up Emma's come with her knickers and sucked them into her own mouth before trying to push them back into mine. I moved my head to the side. "Oh no Mister." She grabbed a handful of my hair tight pulling it so hard I had no option but to open my mouth to cry out. She stuffed her knickers back in. The smell and taste beautifully overwhelming. Emma gathered what strength she could and got to her knees. She pushed Karen out of the way and clambered on to my cock facing away from me again, reverse cowboy, riding me hard. "Have it baby, have my pussy, make me cum some more, all over your lovely cock." I moaned loudly savouring the hot, sticky softness enveloping me. "Oh; but no cumming baby." She moved off me to my great disappointment. "Please." I asked with no result, neither vocally or orgasmically. As soon as Emma was clear of me Karen took her place on my meat grinding her pussy lips against me. I was close, so, so close. With pleading eyes, I begged her not to stop. She smiled and got off me, kissing my eyelids. "Try it now Em'." "Oh yeah." Emma tended to my rigid meat licking my shaft. Every touch driving me wild. "That's fucking lush! Want some?" "Shit yeah!" Karen replied lying the other side of me. One at a time they licked my cock, not the long luscious licks I needed. Tiny teasing little lollipop licks. My balls got tugged, sucked and kissed. I watched in ecstasy as they both fed on me. Nibbling, kissing, stroking and pulling my cock and balls. Sharing my plentiful pre cum in their kisses. Taking it in turns to dive onto my cock sucking hard. Giggling along with each other playfully while I writhed needfully beneath them loving every second but achingly wanton. My cries of pleasure were barely heard beneath the sweet gag. "Want to hear him cum?" Emma asked reaching up and removing the gag from my mouth without a verbal response from Karen. "I'm gonna fuck you two so fucking hard." I growled. "I want to fuck you until you cry And beg me to stop." They weren't listening they were both back on my cock forcing me to roll my eyes in pure delight. My orgasm was building faster. I hummed and moaned loudly. I was a little afraid of voicing my pleasure in case they stopped their attentions. I needed to cum. My balls ached, my cock throbbed. It actually felt harder and larger than ever before. "Ahhh fuck!" I yelled in pure joy as the most intense orgasm shuddered through me rocketing out of my scorching hot knob end. My first eruption squirted up Karen's cheek, skipping like a flat stone on a calm pond until it landed in her hair. "Good girls, oh such good girls." I moaned loud. My head was swimming, no longer fearing I was going to drown in my own desire. Emma whooped at the sight of my first shot of cream and, as if they had planned this very moment, they began snogging sloppily over my cock as I shot wad after thick wad of spunk over their faces, into their mouths and onto their tongues. They continued stroking me as they lapped at my expelled lust. The sight was as amazing as my relief. They shared my spunk licking, kissing and sucking it from the other's face and then letting it drip from their tongues into each others mouths until it was all gone. It genuinely was a dream come true and for a long moment I was content to just catch my breath and watch the first and second wonder of my world having fun. "So then?" I rattled the cuffs as a request to remove them. Emma smiled her loveliest smile and kissed my thigh. "Don't be silly babe. It's not even seven yet. No chance we're done with you." "Yeah but you can still remove these can't you?" I needed my hands during sex. I was good with my hands. They were a good size, knew what to do with nipples and a clit, knew how to use Dr. Grafenberg's great discovery, knew how to open lush, swollen pussy lips so I could get my mouth and tongue exactly where they deserved it to be. Karen crawled off the bed and turned on the TV at the bottom of her bed. "You're going to watch tele?" I asked bewildered. This was torture. Two incredibly delicious women not quite at my disposal as I'd hoped. Karen laughed. "No." She pointed at me. "You're going to watch tele." "I don't want to watch tele." I complained. "You don't want to be cuffed to the bed, you don't want Emma or myself to stop bouncing up and down on your cock, you don't want to watch tele, Jeez! Is there anything you do want to do?" I saw the funny side but glared at her none the less. "Come on. Set me free, let's get down and dirty." I rattled the cuffs and thrust my hips. "Sorry babe." Emma smiled pecking me on the lips. She tried to turn it into a proper kiss but I played spitefully too. "You don't want to kiss me?" She asked sounding so sad that my heart melted and I didn't want to play spiteful any more. "Of course I do." "No you don't." She soughed getting up off the bed. "Em'! Em'!" I called as she headed for the door. "Angel pie come get a smooch, babe, I was just playing." "No!" She denied me stubbornly. "You'll have to kiss Karen now." "But I want to kiss you." I called. Karen looked out the door, raised one eyebrow, that I saw, and continued fumbling by the television. "Really, Karen, I don't want to watch tele." "But Emma said you'll like this." Her smile was evil as she walked slowly around the bed swinging her hips extra seductively. She leant on the bed and moved her face right into mine. "She also said you had to kiss me." She leant in pecking my mouth and moved back mere millimetres so I could feel her breath, smell and taste the cum in her mouth and on her pouty lips. She played her tongue along my lips and I couldn't help but fall against them. I didn't expect her to be so, so, 'loving' as she delicately opened and closed her mouth with me, her tongue dancing exquisitely with mine. She moved a hand to the back of my head pulling me closer, kissing me a little harder, a little more passionately. She sighed with deep wanton as we parted. "You are so very lucky to have her Jason. Almost as lucky as she is to have you." She pecked me once for good measure and stood. "You enjoyed that as much as me then?" She wiped her self between the legs with her hand and brushed her finger tips over my newly formed erection. It twitched. Even after what we had done moments ago I felt as though I had just deceived the love of my life. I was disgusted with myself that I wanted more of those kisses, and much more than just those kisses. I put it down to the fact that I was still as rampant as hell. Blamed my libido, my youth anything but those gorgeous eyes, full lips and looks that could out shine the sun. She picked the remote off the dresser and pushed a few buttons, changing the source and placing it back down. "You can change channel if you like." She chuckled. "Oh no; you can't, can you." She headed for the door. My eyes followed her arse cheeks. She stopped in the doorway. I lifted my gaze to her eyes. "It tastes as good as it looks Jase." She blew me a kiss and disappeared. I sighed dropping my head back on the pillow, riddled with guilt. I closed my eyes until I heard high heels on wooden floorboards. I raised my head and looked at the large screen. Malena Morgan walked as hypnotically as Karen had. Malena wore pink underwear but not for long. Once she was in a comfortable chair she slipped everything off slowly and played with herself until she orgasmed beautifully. Then Jenna J Ross 'lost her virginity' while tied to a bannister. Beat Undine got fucked left right and centre. Ally Ann gagged on a fat cock. Dakota Skye had the tiniest arse fucked hard by a guy whose cock was as long as her arm. Chloe Foster got spit roasted. Charlotte Stokely and Jessie Andrews enjoyed each other until they cried out their pleasures. Faye Reagan, Gigi Rivera, Krystal Boyd, Liz Vicious, Olya Maklakova, Zoe Kush, Sahara Knite, Riley Reid. All my favourite porn stars fingering, sucking, licking, fucking, squirting, moaning, screaming, cumming, cumming, cumming. Had I been free I would have wanked myself stupid. Had I been able to tear my eyes away and plug up my ears I wouldn't have a steady flow of pre spunk trickling down my length dripping into my trimmed pubes. Had, if, if, had, had, if, Fuck! "Shoulda, fuckin' woulda!" I cried into my lacy gag. The screen went black for a second forcing me to look at it again. For a moment I thought the torturous teasing had finished then the screen turned to pleasant rolling hills. Sheep could be heard bleating as animated sheep appeared at the bottom of the screen and floated up and out of shot. I couldn't help but laugh. "Mister. I've lost my sheep and don't know where to find them." Karen smiled from the doorway in the sexiest Bo Peep outfit possible. The skirt, so short, showed that she wore no underwear and the almost transparent puffy top showed slightly darker protruding points where her nipples stuck out hard. I whined as she played her part bending over giving me glorious up-skirt shots that only encouraged my rigid cock to try and grow more. She straddled the crook as if it were a broomstick and she were a witch. A crunch at the door way turned my head to see Emma as a sluttish Snow white in an equally skimpy costume, bite into a red apple. Karen bent at the side of the bed ensuring I got an eyeful of her snatch. She opened the drawer and took out the key to the hand cuffs. Emma coughed on cue gaining our attention. She swaggered and staggered dramatically towards us pretending to choke. She dropped on to her back across my legs. "Oh my!" Karen gasped splaying her fingers across her opened mouth, full on amateur dramatic style. "Do you know how to do the kiss of life Mister?" I shook my head. It was a lie but I wanted to see how this was going to pan out. I hoped that I wasn't to be teased again. I prayed silently to a deity I did not believe of, in the vain hope I was going to be released. Karen tip toed around to the other side of the bed. She leant over Emma and ripped her top open exposing her tiny mounds peaked with her magnificent nipples. Karen groped her breasts counting. "One, one hundred, two, one hundred, three, one hundred." She looked at me shaking her head. "Silly me." She climbed onto the bed and re-enacted her chest pumps. "Breathe." She sat down on Emma's face and hummed. She repeated it again before turning her head to me. "I know." She bent forward and began fingering Emma's bald cunt. Emma's legs parted, raising her knee furthest from me moaning softly. Karen bent further forward and tongued Emma's clit. Evidently Emma was doing the same. The girls hummed and cooed as they feasted upon one another. I felt like crying. I wanted, no needed to join them or I might just die of a swollen cock. "It's not enough!" Karen growled. She stretched across me taking the key she had dropped between my legs. She unlocked one of the cuffs and moved back to the sweetness between Emma's pale thighs. I removed the key and freed my other hand rubbing my wrists from my attempts to free myself. Quickly I moved around the bed to be behind Karen. I had no inclination of being the nice guy I always, or usually am, I simply rammed my throbbing cock into her sodden cunt. Slamming my rod up to the hilt inside her. She lunged forward grunting. I smashed into her as hard as I could feeling my cock tip bang into her G spot each and every time. Her groans were loud and joy filled. Her cunt squelched and spat out bits of her juices. Emma moved beneath her and began rattling Karen's clit, her hand occasionally nudging my balls. I kept my mind on everything I hated, everything that I despised or disgusted me, simply so I wouldn't come quickly. I wanted to fuck Karen until she begged me to stop. Then I was going to start on my dot of a girlfriend and I was not going stop until both of them had a serving of my cream buried deep inside them. I pulled on Karen's hair forcing her head back as I slammed my open hand against her arse colouring her taut skin red. "Fuck her baby. Fuck that bitch!" Emma said from between Karen's legs taking my balls in hand and squeezing them. It was a welcome but slight hindrance. Pounding and hammering that delightful sodden hole, I growled like an animal, swapping hands to pull on her hair and spank her. I was gasping and panting, exerting myself but I had no intentions of stopping. "Oh god, Jason, oh, oh, oh god yes." Karen squealed as her orgasm took a hold of her, demanding her mind and muscles to ignore what they should be doing. Her juices splattered out of her squelchy, sloppy cunt as I drilled her ever harder. "I love you!" She called as she collapsed on to her face. "Your cock! I love you, your, your cock, I mean. I fucking love your cock!" I exploded yelling, shooting my cum deep inside her, screaming out like I had just won the lottery. Continually spanking her firm arse and pushing forward to get even deeper inside than possible. Pulling my cock out of her a mixture of mine and Karen's cum dropped onto Emma's face. I pushed Karen who fell forward stretching her arms out to stop herself crashing to the floor a second time. Emma twisted on to her front to get up but I didn't give her chance. I pulled her hair slapping my cock in her face. She raised her hands to take mine which was yanking her dark curls. She opened her mouth to say something. I thrust my hips forward aiming for her mouth. She turned her head quickly bringing a hand down from my wrist back handing the tip of my cock. My grip on her hair loosened and she dropped onto the bed. I had felt the slap but my cock remained solid. I clambered on to the bed dragging her on top of me, demanding a kiss. Our mouths locked together in full passion while Emma reached down taking my meat and stuffing it up her own dripping sex. It was her turn to do the gripping. She clenched her fists around my nipples as she fucked me as hard as I had fucked Karen. I was wincing at the delightful pressure she was applying. "Stick it to me!" She shouted. "Fuck me better than her, fucking bitch! Fuck me 'cause I love you, not just your cock!" We bounced on the bed, falling back down. Slamming hard together. Emma was gurning as if in pain. From out of nowhere her eyes and mouth opened wide in surprise. "Oh baby, I fucking, fucking..." Her wail came like a siren, starting low until she reached a crescendo. She released my pecs and started to smack her cunt, rubbing it hard and raising herself up. Gush after gush sprayed from between her swollen, puffy cunt lips. She was in full frenzied spasm finally collapsing on to me. She still twitched as I felt Karen crawl up between my legs and start lapping at the sweet sodden mess between us. "I squirted, baby." Emma panted. "I, I, I squirted for you. I, I..." "I know." I gasped, gently grazing her back with the tips of my fingers. "No!" She squealed with feeble giggles. "Don't, don't touch me, please." Karen engulfed my cock. I looked into her eyes and dropped my hand onto her head pushing her until she gagged. I stroked her face gently pinching her chin to encourage her to join me and Emma. I spread my arms across the two pillows, pulling Emma into me. Karen joined me on the opposite side and I wrapped my arms around them both. I felt like a pimp. "I'm sorry about the love thing." Karen practically whispered. "I meant your..." I wrapped my hand around her mouth. "Don't worry about it." She removed my hand. "It was just, I just got carried away." "My boyfriend." Emma said playfully bitchy, reaching over and stroking Karen's face as I had. "Come now Em', I'm sure we can all get along just fine." I teased her. "I'm happy to be shared." "I bet you are." Emma said, her hand slipping down Karen's sweaty body until she reached her breast which she gently caressed. "I feel a bit daft though." Karen admitted. "Don't be" Emma told her. "He isn't the biggest boy but he certainly knows how to use it." "Thanks." I huffed. Karen's hand moved to my semi erection stroking me. "You certainly do." We lay gathering our selves, catching our breaths and allowing our temperatures to fall back to normal. "I haven't come in you Angel Pie." "Not yet, Babe, my cunt's still going. I feel like I'm weeing" Emma told me with an embarrassed giggle. I kissed Emma, then Karen, on the head and rested back on the pillow. Our rhythmical breathing, out of time to one another, slowly but surely sent us all off to sleep. I remembered hearing Karen's gentle snores before I dropped off and then, at some point, Emma making me jump as she mumbled something and snuggled up to me, unintentionally kneeing me in the thigh, bless her. I was awoken later to the delights of a mouth giving me oral pleasure. I reached out to stroke the hair of which ever angel was granting me such wonders. My arm stopped as the handcuff dug into my wrist. "You were right, babe." Emma smiled. "You didn't come in me did you?"