Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... on Elena.

"Rule ten:" she mumbled 'enjoy his cock'" so saying, she slumped back over, breathing softly.

"You heard the boss." Marco said, putting one hand on Elena's hip, and using the leverage to impale her all the way to the base. His dick must have found extra space inside of her, because there was no way a monster like that should be able to fit in her tight pussy. That extra space, though, must have been filled to the brim with nerve endings, because Marco's cock was tracing lines of crackling lightning through her core. She came on his second thrust, and on his third, and lost count after that. She tried to hold on to her grip on reality, but the black stallion behind her was literally fucking the sense right out of her brain. His cock, like an implement crafted by some very horny gods, found every point of pleasure inside of her, including ones she had never known about before.

Try as she might, her memory slipped under Marco's powerful attack- a stream of pleasure overriding her ability to remember anything with clarity.

At some point, Naomi reappeared, her hair telling of a recent shower. She looked hesitant to re-enter the room until she caught Elena's eye- at least insofar as Elena was able to look at her, given that her eyes were rolling back in ecstasy.

Things were something of a formless blur of pleasure from that point, but Elena remembered making out with Naomi while Marco drilled her from behind, then sitting on Marco while the smaller girl ...

... fucked her ass with a strap on.

By the afternoon, the group was fucked out, lying in a heap of spent desire. Naked flesh slick with the sweat of cooled passion arranged, sculpturesque; a monument to lust sated.

Elena was snuggled between Naomi and Katelyn, the other girls and Marco splayed about the room. She could feel Marco's loads inside of her, a burning heat in her core. She'd need to get a pill from the pharmacy on her way home.

Marco was the first to stir, rising to his feet, tossing his apron over one shoulder, and proclaiming:

"Who wants early supper?"

Epilogue: New Light

Elena and Katelyn crashed through the door of their house, glad to finally be home. Their honeymoon had been a blast, but after two weeks they were frankly exhausted, happy to be able to return to their routine.

The wedding went off without a hitch... well, nearly without a hitch. Katelyn's father had refused to attend. Elena suspected his reasons were the obvious ones, with dynastically minded rich narcissists always wanting their legacy and lineage secured.

They didn't let his absence ruin the mood, though, and celebrated to their hearts' content.

"Did you order something while we were away?" Katelyn asked, eyeing the awkward looking package they had stepped over to get inside.

"Nope, not me." Elena replied, curious what it could be.

"It's addressed to us, and the return address is... hang on, that's Hayley's apartment." Katelyn bent down to pick it up, only for it to ...