55 Erotic Sex Stories (4 page)

She fell forward, foisting her enormous breasts into his face and giving me a full look at her wonderful ass cheeks. She was straddled over Josh’s crotch and I watched intently for a little while as his cock slid in and out of her slippery vagina. She reached back and pulled me closer still, and I knew what she wanted. She held still while I pushed the head of my cock up to her vulva, pressing it into her pulsating opening on top of my friend’s cock. She winced a couple of times as a second giant cock penetrated her pussy, but as her labia acclimatised to the physical stress, she relaxed a little and started to enjoy it. We both began to pound our dicks inside her in tandem, one sliding in as the other retracted, pumping her like pistons in an engine. Her ass hole expanded under the pressure of our dicks as we slammed them inside her like well lubricated hydraulic rods. The sight of the two bulging cocks sliding in and out of her made me crazy with lust again, and without even thinking I raised my hand up in the air and thrashed it down over her ass. She yelped briefly but continued to ride aggressively, pushing herself back onto our pumping dicks energetically. I spanked her again and again, alternating between her cheeks as my large hands left blistering red hand prints all over her skin. Josh joined in, reached around and landed a few thunderous spanks on her ass while I spat on my middle finger.

There was only one way things could get any hotter, and I was about to break that frontier. I rubbed my slippery, saliva-drenched fingertip around her anus, feeling the tiny hole and prodding it gradually inside. Her sphincter opened up around my finger as it slid through her rim, and she let out another loud groan and shrivelled up her face. I pushed it all the way in while we continued to fuck her pussy, and then started to slide it in and out relentlessly, getting faster with each insertion. I slid a second finger inside and pushed it equally as deep, feeling around the walls of her rectum as my cock pressed up against it from inside her other hole. It was an insane sensation, and one that made me even hornier. I removed my cock from her quivering pussy and immediately pushed it up against her ass hole. I pulled my fingers out and spanked her again, causing her to lurch forward with the force of the impact. Josh grabbed her arms and yanked them behind her back, holding them securely in place while her breasts pressed up against his chest like giant fleshy pillows. She giggled and groaned as I pushed my dick through her anus and into her rectum, and as I began to thrust it powerfully in and out of her ass she started to scream with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

I pounded her ass just as hard as I had fucked her pussy, but this time I had the entire hole all to myself. We both decimated her two holes, slamming our cocks into them with such force that she could hardly catch a breath in between our thrusts. We continued to spank her ass and the back of her legs, but everything we gave her she just absorbed and asked for more, giggling like a sex starved lunatic. I reached forward and grabbed the ends of her long, damp hair and tugged on it, forcing her head back awkwardly. Josh held onto her wrists with one hand and wrapped his other around her neck, squeezing her wind pipe to choke her for a few seconds at a time. It was working and together we were finally managing to satiate her abundant desires. Her legs were trembling slightly and her panting was almost at fever pitch as she wheezed her way towards an inevitable orgasm. It must have been clear to her that we weren’t going to stop fucking her until she came. In fact, we kept pounding her harder and faster as her hips began to convulse and she let out a series of loud, exhausted screams as she fell into a cataclysmic climax. I spanked her ass again and again like a jockey whipping his horse in the final furlong, and as she came she started to involuntarily contract her vaginal and anal muscles tightly around our dicks.

The pressure was too great for us, and the moment she reached the absolute peak of her orgasm, I heard Josh groan noisily and it was clear he was unloading his cum deep in to her pussy. The visual thought of it alone was enough to tip me over the edge, shooting a second load of hot, milky semen deep into her ass and all over the walls of her rectum. I gave her ass one final harsh spank as I pumped the final few shots of jizz into her ass, and then pulled out my cock as a stream of steamy white fluid oozed from her gaping wet hole. She limply climbed up off of Josh’s cock and his cum also started to flow from her cunt. She turned and smiled at us with a tired but utterly satisfied look on her face.

“Well, I guess I’ll need another shower!” she said, chuckling to herself. Josh and I were putting our shorts back on when we heard a car pulling up next door. I looked out of the window and saw Emma and Jo – our girlfriends – climbing out of the car with what looked like half of the shopping bags in the city. I gulped, and Helen simply said “Go!”

We rushed downstairs, back out in to the garden, through the fence and into the pool with a large splash just as they walked through the kitchen and into the back yard. They called for us to follow them inside, making rude gestures as if to suggest that they wanted a good, hard fucking of their own. Josh and I looked at each other with an exhausted shrug, and then climbed out of the pool as they led us up to the bedroom. We were horny teenage boys, after all!

I was divorced three months ago from a man I would nominate for worst husband of the year twelve years running.  We were like oil and water together and it did not take time for him to start cheating on me.  Accordingly, it did not take me long to figure it out.  I just bided my time and kept my distance from him.  He was a fairly successful business man and I let him work to make the money so I could catch him with his pants down and take everything I wanted.

The time came when I saw what he claimed as our household income.  He listed over five hundred thousand dollars as income so I knew the bastard had made at least a million.  I calculated that for the last five years since his business has been booming, he must have stashed away at least three or four million so I was going for the jugular vein.

I set the bastard up by having a private detective follow him around for weeks.  He had no idea what I was up to but he would soon find out.  I built enough evidence up over the course of three months with his cheating and philandering that I could seek the death penalty in some small countries.  I had photos of at least four different women he was sleeping with, several poker games, four drug dealers where he bought the coke for his sluts, and two hiding places for his cash.

The first thing I did was get the cash from his holes.  One spot was in a black leather duffle bag he kept locked up in a bus station locker room and the other was in a small safe he kept in the back of our detached garage.  My snoop got the combination to the safe but I had to steal the key to the locker without jerk wad knowing about it.  It was not hard but the move was well worth it.  I netted about four hundred thousand in cash just by taking the money he hid in those two spots alone.

After he discovered the bus station loot missing he went right for the garage.  I watched him through the window as he pushed the boxes filled with Christmas decorations out of the way and found the safe open and empty.  He stormed into the house screaming that he had been robbed and he knew it was me who did it.  I of course expected his rage to reach a feverish pitch so I arranged to have my private investigator present.  He sat in the dining room with the lights out recording the whole thing on camera without jack ass knowing.  The second he hit me and my PI caught it on tape, he hid the small camera and emerged into the kitchen.  He showed his credentials and told Jeff that the police were on the way for domestic violence.  I had him arrested and jailed for assault.  He wound up doing a year in the county jail for the slap he gave me and I took him to the cleaners.

All told I walked away with a million in settlement, the four hundred thousand in cash I took off him and the house.  I was sitting pretty and I would not change my twelve year bid with the jerk off for anything.

I was ready to start my life over again and at the age of thirty five I was doing it in style.  My sisters adopted daughter has always been my favourite niece.  Her name is Amy and she turned twenty two about four months ago.  She just graduated college and I told her I wanted to travel a little bit with her, perhaps spend some of the cash I got off my ex.  She was glad to hear my proposition because she needed some down time between school and getting her career started.

Amy was a cute little number with long blond hair and a firm tight body.  Her boobs were a little big for my taste but then again, I am a woman.  Most men love big tits so it worked for her.

I knew the day was coming when I would divorce so for the last couple of years I watched what I ate and worked out at least three or four times a week.  For a thirty something year old, I was in excellent shape.  I had not an ounce of fat on me and I weighed what I did in high school.  I stand five foot four and weigh one hundred and twenty six pounds.  I got a boob job about a year ago, a nice full “C” cup to accent my narrow waist.  I like to sun bath so I have a decent tan and I take good care of my skin so it looks about ten years younger than it really is.  I never had kids so I guess that was a blessing.  It would have made for a messy divorce and my body would never have rebounded I fear.

I suggested to Amy we spend three weeks in the
Bahamas
at the Atlantis Resort.  They have a high priced suite called the “Royal Suites” that run a mere $2500 per night at a size of 4,200 square feet, I thought it would be nice.  I was going to spend a boat load of money just once in my life and I was doing it in the best way I knew how.

Amy jumped at the chance and packed her bags the instant I hung the phone up with her.  I told her not to pack more than a carry on with just a few necessities because I intended on taking her shopping in the islands while we were down there.  We were going to buy an outfit a day for dinner and a bathing suit to match.

The day came and we boarded American Airlines first class.  The stewardess came around with complimentary champagne and a whole host of DVD titles to watch on our private monitors mounted in the backs of the seats in front of us.  We settled in for a nice flight and anticipated a wonder filled vacation ahead.

There was a young man sitting a row behind us that Amy kept flirting with and I told her to take it easy.  We would have many young and attractive people to meet in the resort when we got there so I did not want her to hook up with a guy who would be hounding us the whole time we stayed on the island.

The warm tropical air blasted me in my face as we stepped off the plane.  Not a drop of humidity hung in the air and the sun was brilliantly warm.  I had arrived and now it was time to have some fun.

Amy and I found our limousine driver.  He gladly waited for our bags and packed them in the trunk of the black stretch Lincoln Town Car limo.  We waited at the bar until he rounded us up, sharing some Bacardi and pineapples with another couple of girls who were on spring break.  It turned out they attended the college right down the street from where Amy graduated.  They even knew some of the same local hang outs around campus and chatted cheerfully while we waited for the car.

The resort was gorgeous and so was the suite.  We had not one, but two very handsome and eager butlers to wait on us hand and foot.  Angelo and Bruno were their names respectively and Amy went nuts for them.  They must have been Italian or Greek because their accents were sexy as hell.  They each had dark curly hair and seemed to be around twenty five or thirty years old.  They suggested a great restaurant for us to dine in for the evening and made the arrangements.  We even ordered the food we wanted right through them before we went so we knew what we were eating for dinner before we even walked into the place.

Amy and I spend a couple of hours in the shops and picked out the cutest white sun dresses we could find.  Dressed for dinner and ready to go, we made our way down the elevator with our personal assistants.  The sun was just setting over the ocean when Angelo and Bruno walked us to the restaurant.  Amy asked them to dine with us and they replied that the hotel encouraged them to serve us in any way we desired so they came.

Ever the perfect two gentlemen, we enjoyed a wonderful dinner and told them we wanted to take a stroll on the beach.  Later I found out that Amy had took her high heel sandals off and was rubbing Angelo’s rock hard cock through his pants all through the desert and coffee portion of the dinner.  I almost choked when she told me that just before they took us for a moonlight stroll on the beach.

I asked them both if their “hospitality” that they displayed for my niece and me was a normal function of their jobs.  I was curious to know if the hotel encouraged this type of detailed attention or if they were simply being kind to us.  The question was fielded by Angelo.  He told us that they were not “required” to show the guests this type or extent of hospitality but rather it was a “perk” to the job.  If they met people they liked to spend time with and really wanted to show them around, they were welcome to do so.  He told us that at this point, they really were not acting as employees of the hotel.  The time they were spending with us was of their own free will and they were not on the “clock” so to speak with the hotel.  I was curious as to what they were attracted to with us and Angelo put it bluntly.  He thought we were hot and he liked to spend time with women that were attractive and liked to have a good time.