The Squad - Sex Stories

The Squad

... screen.

“Ye can have a braw time watching her enjoy herself. But your fun is totally up to me. I will decide if and when you can cum, so be nice to me.”

It seemed I had no choice, so I relaxed and watched the video stream.

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3: Angelica

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It all happened so fast. One moment he was rubbing my clit, the next he was on top of me with his cock in my cunt, and I was groaning at him to go deeper and faster. He obliged on the first but kept to a steady and slow fucking pace. I was loving it; every stroke slid across my clit. The sensation was enough to keep me fully aroused, but not quite sufficient to take me over the edge.

All the time, he was kissing me, murmuring soft words in my ear. I had my arms over his back, feeling his soft skin under my fingertips. My legs were crossed over his, and the shape of my body increased his penetration. Suddenly he lifted me off the cushions, one great hand supporting my back, and slewed my body around a little. As I settled back onto the sofa, my head, no longer supported, dropped over the edge. Instead of Jules' face, I was looking at a very long, black cock.

Its owner’s hand was gently rubbing along the shaft, and as I watched, it grew and grew in length, though very little in girth. There was a coarse chuckle from Jules.

“Now you know why we call him Hosepipe.”

I watched it approach my mouth and felt the tip push against my lips.

“Open wide, Angel.”

I yielded to the pressure, and it slid in. The head ...

... reached the back of my mouth, and then he pushed in hard, his body pressing against my face, and somewhere deep in my throat was the tip.

My body fought the intrusion; I was gagging hard, but there was no way through the blockage. Then he withdrew. I belched, and I felt bile fill my mouth and flow out, running down my cheeks and into my hair.

“I don’t think Angel can take that again, Hosepipe.”

“Yeh, OK, Winnie, I’ll go down the other end.”

Once more, I felt Jules lift my body while his hard cock stayed in me. This time, he flipped us over, so I was laid on top of him. A tumbler of water appeared in front of my face and was proffered to me to drink. I took it all, gulping the contents and washing away the vile taste in my mouth.

The glass disappeared and was replaced by a new, engorged, black cock. This one had a huge girth but didn’t look too long. As it was pressed against my lips, I felt my jaw bones being pushed far apart, and once its owner felt he was set up, it started to pump in and out.

Two holes filled, Jules still gently fucking my pussy, and the new cock fucking my mouth. Very nice; I was more than happy being used like that.

Then I felt two hands pressing on my bottom, pulling my cheeks apart before something was pressed against my sphincter.

Jules, below me, whispered, “Angel, Hosepipe wants to fill you. Just relax; he’s well-oiled and well-practised.”

Peering around the cock in my mouth, I tried to shake my head to show I was a little ...