Independence Day, Part Two - Sex Stories

Independence Day, Part Two

... each spray until he stopped shooting. Pulling off of him, she gave his slit one last lick before lapping at that glistening shaft, making sure she didn’t miss any. She swallowed, leaning back to look him up and down. His tang ruled her taste buds. “How was that?” “Amazing.” “Beautiful,” Steve added beside them. Daphne turned, happiness bubbling in her heart as she met the dark eyes of her accomplice in deflowering Josh. “How rude of me. My other hand should have been around your cock. You must be aching.” “I must be.” A grin spread over his face as his fingers followed the line of his hard dick in a gentle caress. “Though that was very sweet of you, to swallow his spunk for his first time. To see nothing but him. That’s the way first times should be.” “You know,” she said as she crawled over to him, “I was proposed to tonight.” Eyebrows rising, he glanced at her fingers as she placed her hands on his thighs and raised herself between his legs. “You said no?” “Not yet.” Daphne reached for his beer. He handed it to her without question, and she tipped the bottle back, letting the cold liquid wash the remainder of Josh’s sperm down her throat. She gave it back to him. “I was going to think about it.” “I thought you said you didn’t have a boyfriend.” “I don’t.” Wrapping her fingers around his cock, she took a quick lick of his pre-cum. It didn’t taste any differently than Josh’s. “Mmm. That tastes good. Does it feel good, Steven?” He chuckled and threaded his fingers through ...

... her hair. “I think you know it does. Did you use this mouth on the guy that wants to marry you tonight?” “No.” Daphne licked his bulging scrotum, then sucked a testicle into her mouth. His fingers tightened at her scalp, pulling her hair. “Oh fuck. That’s nice, sweetheart. No one’s ever sucked my balls before.” Another first. The admission spurred her on. “You ever suck on the other guy’s balls?” Steve murmured. Her nose dragged against the underside of his cock as she moved on to the other nut. Sucking, licking, she looked into his eyes and shook her head, tugging his scrotum with the movement. “Why tonight?” Steve pulled her hair, urging her off his testicles. She broke loose with a pop and followed his lead, licking her way up his throbbing organ, over the head and off its slope. “Because I’m not who I used to be. And after tonight, none of us will be.” As she pulled his cock from his stomach and skated her mouth down his shaft, she knew it was true. Pierce and all his friends reminded her of everything she wasn’t. Not anymore, and not ever. Being here with Josh and Steve, basking in their adoration and their orgasm, was a celebration of that fact. Daphne wasn’t dark. Wasn’t worthless or sad. She was exactly as Steve said earlier. Sweet, and maybe even beautiful. And that was nothing to be ashamed of. “Sweetheart, do you want me to do the work for you?” Steve’s dick seemed to get even harder with the question. “You must be tired.” She felt her mouth ripple over the muscled ...