One Trick Penny – Chapter 10 - Sex Stories

One Trick Penny – Chapter 10

... reflection. It wasn’t. As soon as I lay on my back, Quinn hopped off and began the assault of my tender cunt with her lips and tongue. “I need to rest,” I loudly pleaded to no avail. Her slurps continued unabated and in a short time, I changed my tune and began to plead with her not to stop. As good as a kisser as she was, she was far better as licking cooch. I began to rock my hips back and forth to the timing of her guzzling me. Upon opening my eyes as I rollicked with lesbian desire, I looked up to see Dave standing over me. His cock stood at half mast, but he still wanted to put it into my mouth. I reminded myself; we were supposed to be there for his pleasure, and I began to take him in. Another powerful orgasm swept over me as Quinn’s tongue continued to encircle my love button for the umpteenth time. My head was swirling and I tried to catch my bearings. Mercifully, I was allowed to rest while Quinn carried on with his oral invigoration. I watched with fascination, as she dexterously inserted an index finger into his asshole and began to stimulate his sphincter. His cock swiftly began to grow. He grinned and pronounced, “Now, it's Penny time.” I parted my legs and made ready for his entry. “No, I want to watch her get fucked in the ass. I love to watch anal.” I was rolled over onto my stomach, and she worked her index finger into me using the mixture of the sperm and her pussy juices as a natural lubricant. Afterward, she helped guide his cock into my poop chute. Due ...

... to the directions from whore Penny, poor wife Stella had been getting her innocent ass fucked numerous times during the week, and my rectum was already well worn. I was beginning to regret the duplicitous game I’d played on myself. “Yeah, my bitch lover, wants to have her ass filled with your cum.” I looked up to see the two of them passionately kissing. It took another twenty minutes, before I sat gingerly on the bed, still trying to adjust to the workout my anus had endured. The customer’s jizz trickled out of my raw bunghole. Dave, looked completely spent as he dressed and left. His shit-eating grin told the story that he was completely satisfied. “I have to know. Were you really cuming? And if not, can you teach me to do that?” With the blonde wig removed and perspiring heavily from its added heat, she said in her normal voice. “Sometimes, when things are really exciting, I let myself go with it. Damn, that was fun. I half way think I shouldn’t have charged you for this.” She kissed me once more, but not as passionately. It seemed warmer and more friendly. No tongues involved. As we pulled apart, she said, “You know, not that I’m suggesting, but this gimmick would be some serious money for the two of us.” I should have thought up a tactful way to say I was loyal to my husband. Instead, I blurted out, “How much do you think?” before I corrected myself and begged off. “Just kidding.” Quinn understood and said it was just the heat of the moment; she was always thinking like a ...