A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04

... forth on me in the vain effort to grind my cock against her.

"Dirty!" Mary whispered, "oooohhhh, that's so dirty what they're doing to her!" I tweaked, finger fucked, and plunged two, then three fingers into Mary's gash, extending her orgasm as the three amigos took turns grabbing the buxom little blonde by the hair taking aim into her mouth and onto her face.

Finally, the actors on screen were spent and so was Mary, but my dick remained tungsten.

"That was so dirty Mark, just...ohhhh!" Mary cooed as she rubbed my arms and continued rocking across my lap. She rose and turned around, going full cowgirl on me, the smell of her hot wet pussy pungent in the air.

"You're still so hard," she purred, rubbing her thinly clad cunt up and down the front of my pants.

"I wish we could do something about that," she murmured.

"Of course, you can," I answered. There's no one in here but us two. We can do whatever we want. You heard the other guys jacking off as we came down the hall, it's just what goes on here. It's expected."

"No! We'd make too much noise!" she whispered conspiratorially.

"Says the woman who just finished screaming through a minute long climax," I replied. Mary looked at the bottom of the door self-consciously.

I went for broke. "I have an idea," I said stroking her clit lightly. "Did you like last night?" I asked.

"You know I did," she said sheepishly.

"No, did you like where I ended up?" I asked, caressing her perfect bottom ...

... gently.

"Yes," Mary whispered.

"Then let me go get some lubricant and we'll start up the episode with the girl who looks like you. I'll take off my pants and you can sit just like you did during the end of that first one. If you want, I'll go inside you, wherever you want, front or back. If you don't want, I won't. Either way, you're in control."

Mary looked at the bottom of the door again self-consciously.

"Okay," she whispered.

"I'll be right back," I said recapturing the momentum, "lock the door behind me!"

I stood to open the door and go procure the lubricant, then thought again.

"Give me your thong," I said.

"What? Are you crazy? NO?!" Mary replied laughing.

"Give me your thong and lock the door. No one will know but me, but when I come back, I want you to be ready to rock and it'll turn me on to know you're sitting here with no underwear, top or bottom. Promise you'll play with yourself—keep it hot."

Mary nodded "no," but laid back on the chair, tilted her bum up, and sensuously dipped her fingers under the elastic band and pulled the thong down past her knees, then over the strappy sandals before handing it to me.

"You're a naughty boy Mark Terry," she whispered.

I kissed her lightly on the cheek, stuffed the thong in my pocket and said, "you haven't seen the half of it." It was already sopping wet in the crotch.

"Remember, to lock the door, I don't want any birds trying to light in my nest." She laughed again and said, "don't worry, it'll ...