Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... tasted the sweet musk of strange pussy coating him, mixed with the slippery precum leaking from its tip. She stayed self-impaled until her need for oxygen compelled her to slide once more up his shaft to unclog her airway. Every inch she climbed gave her nipples relief. She hung suspended, gasping air past the thick helmet of his prick, which she held lightly between her teeth, pinching the head gently where it joined the shaft. Her tongue slithered out to lick lower against the bottom of his shaft, feeling it compress his urethra. She stayed high, suspended like that, the sacrifice of her nipples rewarded by the soft sighs Richard was making as she slurped at his bulbous head and shaft. Claire gasped as Ben resumed pounding up her pussy and her tits started swaying madly, jerking from side to side only to be brought short by the chain now straddling Richard's cock. She concentrated on synchronizing her rhythm, taking him deep as Ben bottomed out inside her.

After a short time, Ben withdrew and Richard lifted her head off his cock and let the nipple chains fall between her tits. However, rather than taking Richard in her cunt, as she'd supposed would happen, she was taken from the couch and laid flat on several floor cushions. Ben's thighs cradled her head to either side as he straddled her face. He dipped down and stuck his slightly softened cock in front of her face. He squeezed along the length of his shaft milking precum from its slit to ooze in long glistening ...

... threads onto her cheek. Then he used the tip of his cock to smear the clear sticky fluid all across her face, ending with his fingers inserted into her mouth. Claire's gaze locked onto his face as she sucked his fingers deep into her mouth, tasted herself on them and used her tongue to clean them. After a time, he pulled them out.

"Do you like to suck cock Claire?" Ben was smiling. "You certainly sucked the cum off my fingers like you know what you're doing. Do you want my cock in your mouth Claire?"

"Yes Please, Sir. I go really nuts when a guy ends up using all my holes before he cums. Just tell me how you want your cock sucked. Deep throated? Fast like a hand job, or slow and teasing? Do you like it to be nibbled, a little sharp teething?"

Ben took his swollen dick and gently fed the tip into Claire's waiting mouth. She made no move to take him deeper. She let Ben dictate what he wanted from her. She gently sealed her moist lips around his tip and vibrated her tongue gently against his urethra, just shy of his slit. She could feel it pulsing in her mouth, his member beginning to swell and firm, growing fully rigid again. And as it stiffened, he began feeding it to her in strokes that grew deeper and deeper until quickly, his balls began resting on her chin. "Wow" he sighed.

Claire was proud of her skills at receiving cock in her mouth. Ted had long, long ago rid her of her gag reflex. He'd laughed one day, then exclaimed, half serious, "Every hole a pussy, Claire! ...