A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04

... get locked."

I nearly ran to the counter, grabbing the "highly recommended" lubricant and caring not one whit that it was probably overpriced by double. The check out clerk looked at me knowingly, understanding that I'd just come from one of the booths and was going back.

"Remember, I'm not your mother," he said with a wry smile, "clean up." I answered with a thumbs up.

It took several knocks and multiple assurances that it really was me before Mary opened the door. I slid in and double locked it behind me, dropped my pants and boxers and sat down on the chair.

Mary was in no mood to waste time. She flipped up her dress, plopped down on my lap, arranged my cock so that it protruded up between her legs next to her clit, and started the next episode.

We selected episode 48 and when Faux Mary hit the screen for the first time, Mary said "Oh my God!!! It is me! She's... she must be some long-lost cousin or something, she looksexactly like me! No wonder you thought...!"

We watched the introduction and once again the "hook" was that Faux Mary was both married and an absolute amateur who was doing all this voluntarily. She was simply someone else's wife who probably wouldn't in her right mind have thought to do anything like she was about to do, but for the encouragement of her husband.

But faux Mary's approach was quite different from the petite Blonde's. Where the blonde was wholly satisfied to let the men dominate her, faux Mary had her own opinion about ...

... what she wanted.

Just as before, there was an extensive build up period in which the three studs took their time tuning faux Mary up, kissing her, teasing her, touching her until she reached the boiling point and begged the men to take her. Unlike the blonde, who laid back and just enjoyed it, Faux Mary took over, dropping to her knees of her own accord, turning Ty around, spanking him lustily and sticking her tongue straight into his ass.

"Oh, that's filthy!" Mary said, "how can she do that?" I observed her carefully. Her words professed offense, but Mary's breathing, the intensity in her eyes, and the profuse wetness of her cunt said something else entirely.

Mary and I watched as Faux Mary fucked the life out of the three black studs, initiating the action, telling them what to do, how to do it, that they shouldn't stop doing it, and that they should spank her and fuck her harder.

It was not hard to envision my very strong-willed wife doing the exact same dirty, nasty, sexy things. Faux Mary invited her body to be used and abused in virtually every way imaginable and soon my Mary was rutting up and down against my naked cock covering it with her slickness. I squeezed a huge glob of lube onto the top of my cock, spread it around, then slipped into her. The moment my cock seated in her pussy Mary wailed out her next climax, writhing back and forth against me. Even so, she clearly wasn't done yet.

I used the timing of the video to create symmetry. Everything ...