The Invitation - Sex Stories

The Invitation

... finger slipped in easily and it felt good to me. “Are you serious about fucking my ass?” I asked when I felt his finger sinking in deep. “Just wait and see,” he answered, and then he slipped his cock into my pussy, fucking me slowly while he fingered my ass. “Ooohh, ohhh,” moans began to escape me. He fucked me harder with his finger and his dick, and I could no longer hold back. I came like a gusher. I had barely finished my orgasm when he pulled his soaked cock from my pussy and slipped the head into my ass. I felt the pain of his knob stretching my sphincter, but I wanted it all the same. The pain eased as he went deeper. “Oh yes, baby that feels good,” I murmured after he had buried most of his cock inside me. “It’s gonna feel better,” he promised me, and pulled me up so that my back was against his chest. While fucking me with short strokes, he reached around my front and began playing with my clit. To my own amazement, I exploded again with a magnificent orgasm. I didn’t think it was possible to come this many times in such short order. Just as my orgasm subsided he slid out of my ass, turned me over, crawled between my legs and aimed for my pussy this time. He fucked me on my back long and hard, then slowed, moaning in anticipation of coming. He pulled out just as he came, spurting all over my tits and belly. His cum was hot and thick and I enjoyed rubbing it all over myself like a body lotion. After he watched me making a mess of myself, he got up and cleaned ...

... himself off. “You can stay here the rest of the night if you want. I have to check on the party,” he said to me, and left me laying on the bed. Between the alcohol and all the sex, I must have passed out. Daylight was shining through the French doors when I woke up and I was sore as hell and smelling like a whore on a good night. I slipped into the shower and it felt great letting the hot water soothe my body. After drying off, I slipped on my bikini and went downstairs looking for my clothes. Upon finding them laying out by the pool, I got dressed and walked into the kitchen to find Richard and Zack cleaning the place up. Everyone from the party was gone and there were only the three of us there. The entire house and pool area was a total mess with trash, food, glasses, beer cans littered everywhere. “Looks like you boys have a real mess on your hands,” I said as I walked in on them. “Yeah. Are you staying to help?” they asked. “Well, I guess you guys deserve a little help after last night,” I grinned. I stayed and helped them clean up and then we raided the fridge because we were all starved. While sitting at the kitchen island finishing up the food that we gathered, Richard asked me how I enjoyed the party. “What part?” I asked. Knowing that they both had a piece of me, they laughed. “You know what part,” Zack implied. “Yeah, I know,” I blushed. “You both were great.” “Which of us was better?” Richard asked, sounding a bit competitive. Feeling trapped for an answer without ...