The Grand Eclectic Pornocomedy: Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Grand Eclectic Pornocomedy: Chapter 3

... please, it's one of my favorites." She lets go of my shirt. Not because I told her to, but so she could go back to rubbing her pussy. I keep throwing the dick in her, with really long, deliberate strokes. She cums again, I can feel her butthole quivering, and it's the little spasms that really set me off. I can't see the cumshot, but I can feel it, and it's fucking huge. It feels as if I'm squirting my soul into her. I grab her foot, still bouncing around in the air as I throw in a few more strokes, and I give it a kiss. I hear the door open and turn around to see Jessica, mouth agape, eyes wide to take in all the damage: Liz's foot on my lips, her hand on her pussy, and my dick in her ass. She blinks a few times as I try to think of something to say. Anything. A bullshit explanation or a joke to break the tension, but I've got nothing. I'm buttfucking some girl she barely met, in her house, on the floor of her bedroom. I'll be lucky if she doesn't kill us both. "Ummmthesoupisreadypleasewashyourhandsplease," she says before slamming the door and running away. I look at Liz, unsure of what to do. She looks even more uncertain. My dick is also still in her ass for some reason. "Should we leave?" "No. I think we'll be okay," I say. "BUT SHE CAUGHT US FUCKING AT HER HOUSE." "No, it's okay. Jessica's pretty cool." We awkwardly get dressed and go out to the kitchen/dining room area. Jessica is sitting at the table with a bowl of soup. There are two other bowls for Liz and I. We ...

... take our seats and try the soup. In all honesty, it's pretty fucking good. "The soup is pretty fucking good," I say. "Thank you," Jessica says. She doesn't sound mad exactly, I think she just doesn't know what else to say in this situation either. We keep eating in painful quiet for a few more seconds that feel like a few more minutes. Liz decides to break the silence. "Sorry we fucked in your room." "I guess it's ok," Jessica says. "At least you didn't do it on my bed." "I don't know what came over me, I'm really sorry you had to see that." "Really, it's ok, don't worry about it. Just one thing though... It was in your butt? Does that hurt? If you don't mind me asking." "I guess it hurts a little bit, I don't really know. It's not too bad, he's not huge," she says, gesturing at me. I continue eating the soup silently, unsure of how I feel about the direction of this conversation. "Interesting, I thought most girls were reluctant about that sort of thing," Jess says. "They are, I was just feeling adventurous today, I guess." "I can tell." They laugh and I guess I like the fact that things aren't too weird between them. I don't know why, but I feel excluded. Like I'm not even in the same room. It's a hard feeling to describe. CRACK! We all look toward the door. CRACK! We look at each other. CRACK! The door busts open, and five masked Elvis Presley impersonators rush in with full SWAT gear. Jessica screams. I would scream too if I was her, that door was really nice. Two of the ...