Bangin’ the Boss’s Bride - Sex Stories

Bangin’ the Boss’s Bride

... shoulders. I began thrusting my huge cock inside her. “Fuck yes!” Emily cried. “Mary. Truth or dare?” I asked, while I continued to pump Emily’s pussy from behind. Emily moaned loudly with every thrust. “Dare!” Mary replied. “Your turn.” I said. “Come over here.” I pulled my penis out of Emily, and she returned to her seat. Mary stepped over to where Emily was standing a moment before, and bent over the table. She hiked her dress up above her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I held onto her hips, and slowly penetrated her smooth, shaved pussy. Her large breasts jiggled as I entered her. “Whoa!” Mary cried. I began to slowly thrust my cock inside her. “Jen. Truth or dare?” Mary asked. Then she hung her head down and began whimpering as I fucked her from behind. “Truth.” Jen replied. “When was the last time you sucked a big, juicy cock?” Mary asked. “It’s been awhile. Maybe a year.” Jen answered. “Emily. Truth or dare?” Jen asked. “Dare.” Emily answered. She took another shot of vodka and slammed the shot glass down on the table. “Take the new guy in the other room and get fucked.” Jen said. Emily stood up from her chair, and took my right hand in hers. I pulled my penis out of Mary and Emily walked me out of the dining room, and into the living room. She guided me to the couch, and I sat down. She unzipped her dress, and let it fall to the floor. She unclasped her bra and tossed it on the floor by her dress. Then she climbed onto my lap, straddling me, with her heels ...

... still on. She sat down gently, taking my cock deep inside her. “Fuck me.” Emily said, as she began gyrating her hips. Her pussy was dripping wet, and it was obvious to me that she had cum earlier when I fucked her over the table. She began moaning loudly as she grinded her clit against my pubic bone. She placed each of her hands on my shoulders and began bouncing up and down on my shaft, slamming my cock deep inside her. I reached around and grabbed onto her firm ass, and lifted her up and dropped her back down. “Oh my God! I’m cumming!” Emily cried. She continued to bounce on my cock as she came. “Fuck yes!” She screamed. I heard Jen and Mary laugh in the other room. Emily screamed and whimpered for a few minutes, and then she stopped bouncing. She rested her head on my left shoulder while she caught her breath. Then she dismounted my throbbing cock, and we both walked back to the dining room and sat back down in our chairs. Emily was still completely naked, except for her high-heels. “Mary. Truth or dare?” Emily asked, as she adjusted her curly blond hair. “Dare.” Mary replied. “Suck on his huge cock for five minutes.” Emily said. Mary obediently climbed out of her chair and sat down on the floor on her knees, between my legs. Her large breasts brushed against my thighs, and I ran my fingers through her short, curly black hair. She opened her mouth, and took my cock in her mouth. She began to slowly slurp at my cock. Jen poured some more drinks, and Emily, Jen, and I toasted ...