In the Name of Art - Part III - Sex Stories

In the Name of Art - Part III

... bodies savouring each other’s cunt as he drove his cock deep into her. He felt a hand, slight and gentle; it squeezed at his heavy balls. It was Lisa’s and it was too much. “Shit!” He wanted to bellow hard but bit down on his lip, channelling it into the relentless cannoning of his cock into her quivering sex. An explosion of pressure seared through his aching muscles. With a heavy throb deep inside her, his torrid frustration vented from him. With each short stab, he flexed powerfully to vent his load. Bearing down relentlessly to milk it from him, he groaned as each volley shot into her. “Oh shit, oh shit.” By the volume of its strong heat, Penny knew he was filling her with a copious load. Purring with appreciation, he delivered what she had craved all night. Even as the dying embers of her climax flickered, she bore down on him with all her might to drain as much as he could give her. With the dying throbs of his orgasm, his movements slowed as he gasped desperately for air. Easing his still flexing cock from her, he slumped in the long grass. Propped himself up by his arms locked at the elbows, he sought deep breaths of air. His body glowed with warmth as he saw the two girls before him untangle their bodies from each other. Rolling from Lisa’s prone body, Penny embraced her and after a soft soulful kiss, they helped each other up. Adjusting their partially shorn attire, Lisa’s taut curves were constrained back into her black cat suit; Penny pulled the latex mini dress ...

... back over herself. They pirouetted for signs of grass blades stuck to them and giggled as they brushed a few blades out of each other’s hair. Harry watched as he fought with trousers and checked for signs of dishevelment. Primping and preening in a car wing mirror, Penny reapplied some lipstick. She lent it to Lisa who giggled as she tried to place some onto her lips. Checking each other, they giggled and laughed. Realising he hadn’t even introduced himself, he offered his hand to Lisa. “I’m Harry.” The two girls cracked up in a fit of giggles. Incredulous at their laughter, Penny pulled at him, each of them preferring to share a deep kiss by means of an introduction. “I’m Penny.” “Hi Penny,” replied Lisa brightly. They shared another long kiss. “This is Harry.” At risk of stoking the embers of his arousal, Lisa kissed him fully. “Wow, Hi, Lisa,” added Harry as they broke. “Harry?” “Yes?” “Your cum is leaking down my legs.” “Mmm,” purred Lisa, “So what are you dirty bastards going to do next?” Penny pondered for a moment. “Well, he’s only just warmed up. He might be a bit proper but once you rev his engine, he’s a filthy fucker. Let’s both tease him some more in the club and then back to mine to fuck his brains out.” “Mmm, I like that idea, do I get a go?” asked Lisa. Penny smiled wickedly, “Of course.” Harry smiled widely too. “Now, what are you drinking, Lisa?” “Vodka Coke, please.” “You hear that? Two vodka cokes Harry, come on chop-chop.” To the sound of their combined ...