Ain't Nothing But A Divorce Party - Sex Stories

Ain't Nothing But A Divorce Party

... happening over there’s making me wanna do something, so I’ma head over there and get my share.”

“If you ain’t gonna fuck ‘im, I will,” Cassie said, bending over a table. Cliff eased behind her and slapped her buns, making them jiggle before he slipped inside. Cassie’s mouth formed the shape of a zero at the initial entry and maintained form as he ground against her. Cassie beckoned Eddie with her index finger, and he stood off the table to approach her for what probably would’ve been a blowjob.

Tara hopped to her feet and caught the hook of his elbow, halting his progress.

“Wait.” Tara slipped her grip down to his hand and lifted it so that his palm rested on her breast. She continued staring at him, still somewhat unsure, but sure enough that she didn’t just want Cassie to take her catch. He stepped forward, held the side of her face, fingers massaging her scalp and kissed her gently. In the background, Cassie growled and grunted as the queue of gentlemen had their way with her. While the applause of Cassie’s buttocks smacked loudly against their pelvises, Eddie’s fingers eased below Tara’s dress, and she moaned into his mouth, then shoved her tongue into it. Their tongues wrestled with unequal advantage, and Tara’s knees weakened with Eddie’s dexterity between her legs.

“Somebody fuck my mouth,” Cassie said, so a patron pulled her head up by the hair, slapped his meaty cock across her face several times, then guided it in.

“Yeah, suck that fucking dick,” ...

... said the penetrator, who looked at Cassie’s eyes watering with the repeated depths his cock hit. Meanwhile, another virile youngster slammed into her with great fury before pulling out and sighing loudly as white streams shot across her back and ass.

“Fuck,” Tara said, observing Cassie’s treatment along with the feeling of Eddie’s fingers manipulating her cunt. “Eat me, then fuck me, please.”

Eddie lowered to his knees, and Tara sat on a table, raising her dress and spreading her legs. His tongue lashed against her thick inner thighs and then across her plump labia and clitoris. Tara unzipped the back of the dress part way, then rolled the top down, exposing her oversized tits. She grabbed one, pulled it upward and sucked the nipple as Eddie serviced her down below.

“Get that shit, Tara!” Cassie said, her mouth finally free of cock. “I’m talking too much. Somebody need to shove their big d– ” A pair of hands held her head, and a big dick throttled her throat per her request.

As Cassieglucked, Eddie stood, dropped his pants and slapped his fat dick against Tara’s vulva and shaved pubic mound. Strings of pre-cum dotted her lower abdomen, and she bit her lip, watching the action. She twisted her nipples while observing Cassie be used as well, and with that distraction, Eddie stretched her cunt walls. Her eye-popping stare greeted his sneer as he effortlessly glided in and out of her. His strong hands sank into her plush hamstrings as he fucked her creamy pussy, and her ...