3 comments/ 14262 views/ 3 favorites Taylor By: 66stingray Taylor listened as the engine raced and caught hold, raced and caught hold; the car moving twenty feet before slipping out of gear again. Being 18 and not having any clue as to what was happening, panic was beginning to set in. TRI STATE TRANSMISSIONS, the sign seemed to shout. Finally I'm getting a break, I thought, maybe they can see what's wrong with my car. I hoped my stepdad wouldn't be proven right. He'd told me not to buy that Audi but I had fallen in love with it. As the car lurched into their lot, someone came out to meet me. Getting out, I realized how I must look. It had been a warm day in San Diego, unseasonably warm. To reward myself, I had gone to the beach and now, here I was, wearing a little, yellow bikini, just barely covered with a sheer Victoria Secret wrap, standing in front of a middle aged guy with a clipboard. "What seems to be the problem, miss?" he asked in a voice that seemed to be a mix of southern charm and unbridled confidence. I rapidly began to detail the symptoms and he assured me that I had come to the right place and they could take care of it. As I went into the waiting room, I was a little dismayed by the wolf whistles that rang out from the back of the shop followed by murmured comments. After twenty minutes or so, Brian, the shop manager who had greeted me, came to deliver the bad news. My transmission was shot and it would be 1500 dollars to rebuild it. OMG, 1500 dollars. Where was I going to get that kind of money? Having spent everything on the car and move in expenses for my new apartment, I was stretched pretty thin to say the least. My job barely covered the rent let alone food. I couldn't go back to my stepfather's house; I'd burned that bridge. Finally breaking down, I cupped my face in my hands and sobs rang through the waiting room as Brian tried to console me. He led me into his office, sat me down and gave me a glass of water. Looking up at him, I spilled out my tale of woe. I was getting desperate now, there was no way I could afford that much money; maybe I could make payments? Yeah, payments. Brian just shook his head and said that that was up to the owner, Mr. Tims. He left to talk to him and I waited nervously. After what seemed like hours, Brian returned and told me to follow him. Walking down a narrow hallway to a large mahogany door, Brian knocked and I was ushered inside as he left and shut the door behind him. Standing there in front of a massive desk, I was feeling very vulnerable in my bikini and coverup. Mr. Tims was probably about 50 with salt and pepper hair and actually quite handsome. His eyes stared right into mine and seemed to pierce my soul. "Brian told me of your little dilemma," he began, "I'm sorry but we don't let anyone make payments." I was now pleading with him and tears were flowing. He stepped out from behind his desk and placed his arm around me. "Maybe there's another way we could take care of this." As he said those words, I froze. My stomach did flip flops as I nervously replied, "Another way?, I hope you don't think I'm THAT kind of girl Mr. Tims." "Oh, I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression," he continued, " I meant that I was having my weekly poker party for some of my friends at my home tomorrow night. We could use someone to make up snacks, get drinks for everybody, you know, just keep things flowing." I still don't understand, "How will that help me?" "These guys tip real well, I'm sure a nice looking little thing like you knows how to smile and be friendly. That's really the secret, I'll bet you could make 700 to 800 in one night. A couple of weeks and your home free." "800 dollars in one night?" I hopefully exclaimed. "I'm sure you could," he replied. "Okay, I'm your girl, what do I have to do?" "Just show up at my place tomorrow night. Here's the key to a red Mustang in the lot, it's the shop loaner. You can use it till we're done with your Audi. By the way, why did you get an Audi, they're the most undependable thing there is." "Now you sound just like my stepdad," I laughingly said. "I almost forgot," he continued, "What are your measurements?" Warily I asked, "My measurements, why do you want my measurements? " "Don't worry honey, I even provide a uniform so you don't get you own things dirty, plus, these are high class guys, they expect the best. You want that 800 don't you?" Nodding like a bobblehead doll, I blurted out that I wore a size 4 and I measured 34-22-34. "Shoes?" "6" "Great, that's all I need, I'll see you tomorrow about seven," he said as he scribbled the address onto a piece of paper and showed me out the door. I was almost floating as I got into the Mustang; maybe I could work at his poker parties every week. I could give up that boring job at Orange Julius. Those uniforms sucked. Whatever uniform Mr. Tims had would be better. I didn't care if it was a French Maid outfit. Nothing could look dorkier than what I had to endure every day. All the next day I was on pins and needles and my hand was literally shaking as I rang the doorbell. "Taylor, right on time. Please come in," he said as the door swung open. The house was magnificent and I was in awe of the expansive ocean view and overall opulence. I think he saw my jaw drop as he chuckled and said, "Sometimes being a mechanic can pay off." Handing me an Agent Provocatuer box and a Jimmy Choo shoebox, he motioned me into a small bedroom off the foyer. "Here's your uniform, put it on and I'll show you around." As I sat on the bed, I opened the boxes and was stunned. He couldn't expect me to wear this, there must be some mistake. Clutching the box, I ran back into the foyer. "Didn't they fit?" he asked as he looked at me. "I can't wear this, it's just lingerie," I whined. "Nonsense, you were wearing less than that in my shop yesterday. Go ahead, be a good little girl and put it on and see if it fits; you'll look wonderful. Remember, you want these guys to tip big." Back to the bedroom I went. Laying out my 'uniform', I saw that it was a pair of sheer white panties that tied at the sides, a matching sheer white pushup bra and a cute little Babydoll wrap. I had to admit, I had never seen anything this nice. I gulped and started undressing. With each article of clothing I was shedding, I was getting more and more nervous. Here I was going to be parading around, almost naked, in front of five guys. I just hoped the tips were worth it, with the way my luck had gone lately, I'd probably only make five bucks tonight. I slipped the panties between my legs and began to tie the left side. Funny thing, I never thought I would have to make as big a decision as to whether I should use a square knot or a bow. The bow won out. The side ties were a really cute shade of pink and matched the dainty bow on the front. Quickly fastening the other tie, I looked down and could see my pussy outlined in the tight crotch. I slipped the bra over my shoulders, fitted the cups under my breasts, and tied the pink ribbon in front into a cute bow. I wryly thought to myself that I hadn't gotten Christmas presents wrapped this pretty. The pushup bra certainly was doing its work. My breasts stuck out like they were on a serving platter. Slipping on the sheer wrap, I noticed how the pink trim matched the bow on my panties. Suddenly feeling very naughty, I pirouetted and the Babydoll flew out in a gauzy arc around my hips. The cool air licked at my body and I felt a strange queasy feeling deep in the pit of my belly. As I opened the Jimmy Choo box, I should have guessed what I would see: white, strappy four inch heels. I hadn't worn heels since my senior prom and those were only three inch. Dutifully I strapped them on and got to my feet, tottering over to stand in front of the full length mirror on the wall. Wow. My blond hair framed my flawless, 18 year old face. I knew I had been blessed with beauty; there was no sense in showing false modesty. My breasts were presented for all to see and if you looked closely, you could just make out the outline of my nipples and you could definitely see them poking out. They were just so sensitive; at least you couldn't see anything between my legs. I was a natural blonde and my pubic hair was sparse and very light. Billy Goat Hair, I'd heard it was called. I turned around to look at my backside in the mirror and the arch the heels gave to my butt was something to behold. I had to admit, I looked good. These guys were going to be putty in my hands; I could almost count the money now. Balancing on my heels, I strode into the foyer only to be greeted with a low whistle. "Damn girl, you look fantastic" he said appreciatively. As he looked me up and down, I was blushing profusely and didn't think I'd ever felt more vulnerable; damn near naked in front of a fifty year old guy. What was I thinking? Showing me around the house, Mr. Tims walked me into the kitchen and explained where all the snacks and sandwiches were and led me into the gameroom dominated by a large poker table on one end and a mahogany bar on the other. Just then, the doorbell rang and I looked at Mr. Tims questioningly. Grabbing my left arm with his left arm, he steered me towards the door and gave me a sharp slap on my panty clad bottom with his right hand, "Time to earn your keep Taylor." Squealing more in surprise than pain, I wobbled to the entryway as my heels clicked loudly on the stone floor. Opening the door, I said what I had been told, "Good evening sir, my name is Taylor and I'll be your hostess tonight, if there is anything you need, just let me know." The large man in front of me was vaguely familiar. Smiling broadly, he looked me up and down. It was a look that I would become very familiar with tonight. Soon, all the guests had arrived. Now I remembered where I had seen these men. Each owned businesses in San Diego, I'd seen their commercials on TV. Soon, they were all engaged in the card game. Each time I went to get them drinks, they would throw a chip or two on my serving tray. I knew the smallest chip was five dollars so I was feeling pretty good. A few times, I even mixed myself a drink. Not too strong, just something to relax me. I had just given the Colonel his drink and was walking away when I heard him call out, "Taylor, come here." Now the Colonel, as the other guys called him, was about 45 with close-cropped hair, a very stern face, and a fit, trim body. He looked like the kind of guy you didn't cross and owned Remington Private Security who provided all the guards for the Charger and Padre games. "I asked for a screwdriver, not an orange juice, girl." I guess I was just a little too relaxed as I replied rather snippily, "Don't worry about it, I'll get you another." I don't think I've ever seen someone move that fast. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me over his lap. Lifting my babydoll top, his iron hand began to rain spanks across my squirming bottom. He knew what he was doing, No matter which way I moved, that damn hand was doing its damage. I was soon reduced to a blubbering, screaming little girl. That's the reason I left my stepfathers house, he used to spank me unmercifully. Then came the time he slipped his hand between my legs and stroked me there. I was wet from the spanking and utterly humiliated. But I still screamed like a banshee. He had no right touching me there; I left home the next day. "Now get me that drink Missy," he roared as he pushed me off his lap. My heels clicked on the stone floor as I hurried to the bar. All eyes were on me as I was rubbing my sore bottom, utterly humiliated and I could hear the comments: "Colonel, where'd you learn to handle a girl like that?" "I'll bet that got her attention." "You can see the results right through her panties." The Colonel calmly replied, "I've got two stepdaughters and one or another is usually over my knee. I run a tight ship at my house." "Taylor, what's keeping you girl?" Mr. Tims called out. I hurried back to the table and gave the Colonel his drink. After taking one sip, he spat it out and said, "That's straight vodka. What are you thinking? I guess some more attention to your bottom might be necessary to sharpen your focus." With that, he bent me over the poker table, chips flying everywhere. Two of the guys grabbed my hands, stretching me over the table with my hips right at the edge, my legs flailing uselessly in the air. Again, he flipped my top up but this time, undid the side ties on my panties and pulled them off. I was mortified. Then it began. This was not a spanking; it was more of a beating. I don't know if he was pissed off because he was losing or just mad because somebody scratched his new Corvette, but I do know he was giving it his all. First one cheek then the other. I never knew exactly where the blows were going to rain down. It was always a surprise and not a very good one. I humped left, right, back and forth, up and down, anywhere, just trying to escape that horrible hand. My screams were shaking the dust off the ceiling beams. I never knew you could hurt that much. I was begging for him to stop and promising that I would be a good girl. I'd do anything, just anything if he would stop. He just laughed and began to rub my sore bottom. My eyes got as big as saucers. I didn't mean ANYTHING. Here I was, spread out on the table, my red ass sticking out, tears streaming down my cheeks. Two guys holding my arms and some guy I just met sliding his hand between my legs and touching my sopping wet pussy. He slipped a finger inside me and I moaned loudly, " Noooooo, I'm a virgin, please no." Catcalls filled the room as I saw my panties being passed from man to man, each bring them up to his face and inhaling deeply. "You really warmed her up Colonel." "Now that was a spanking, look at that ass glow." "Somebody's ready, who's going to be first?" FIRST, what the hell were they talking about? No way. The Colonel was now pumping away inside me, adding another finger and twisting them around. As much as I tried, I couldn't help my body from betraying me by humping back onto his hand. He slipped his fingers out of me and began to probe my virgin asshole. "No, not there, please, I've never done that," I screamed. Mr. Tims' voice rose above the excited din, "I think we should auction off that little ass. How about it guys?" Everyone was agreeing like they were voting on more tax cuts. Funny, nobody asked me if I wanted to auction off my ass. I lay there fighting with my captors as two other guys grabbed my heels pulling my legs wide apart. "Let's see what we're bidding on" I heard a voice exclaim, as my little pink rosebud came into view. Leave it to the Colonel; he suggested they make it more interesting by starting the bidding at 100 dollars and each bidder who increased the bid over the next hundred dollar mark would get to give me 5 spanks. I was almost hysterical by this time. Not more spanking, and not a cock in my ass. I couldn't handle that. My thoughts were broken by the Colonel saying "Two hundred" as his hand came down hard on my sore ass. It didn't take much to get me wound up again; by the time the fifth blow came, my bottom was on fire and I was choking out my sobs. "Two twenty five" "Two seventy five" "Three hundred," my heart leapt into my throat. Mr. Bergstrom, the current high bidder stepped around behind me. He had hands that were huge. It was like he was hitting me with a tennis racket. His blows bounced off my ass bringing further screams from my tortured lungs. "Three fifty" "Three Seventy five" "Three Eighty" Oh thank God, the bidding was slowing down. Maybe there wouldn't be any more spankings. The winner would just fuck my ass. Oh no, Oh my God, Oh no, I can't do this, please, I couldn't tell if I was talking out loud or only in my mind. It didn't matter. Brian, the shop manager, leaned down and whispered in my ear in that syrupy, southern drawl, "Four Hundred darlin." Slipping his belt off, he said, "let's up the ante." Whistling through the air, the belt made contact with my already sore bottom. I was unprepared for the sting of the strap; nothing in my life had even come close to this level of pain. The air was forced from my lungs as the belt bit cruelly into my smooth ass. If I thought I was squealing before, this was a whole new level of noise. You know that little crease where your butt meets your legs; that sensitive little fold that you never, ever think about? The belt found that little crease. It didn't just find it, it explored it. It made me focus my entire being on that little crease. The word "Pain" may be an understatement, I never knew that little crease was so sensitive. Again and again it struck and finally, I collapsed. The belt had worked its magic on me, all fight had fled my body and my crimson ass was there for the taking. Standing in front of me, the Colonel cupped my chin in his hand and lifted my head up. Staring directly into my eyes, he said "Five Hundred" No, Oh No, Please, fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck my mouth, anything, just stop spanking me. I was losing what small part of my mind I had left. "Let's get the rest of those things off you, alright Taylor?" he mockingly asked as the men proceeded to strip me naked. They held me up for everyone to see. My little 34 B breasts, my little pussy, everything. Like I was a piece of meat. "Time to get you really spanked, sweetheart", he said as he pulled me down across his lap. This time, he was methodical in his spanking and he didn't stop at five. He went up and down my inner thighs with a stinging, slapping, searing pain that had me gasping for air. When he started to work over the crease where my ass met my legs, I passed out for a few seconds. The pain was just too intense. Then his hand slipped between my legs again. I shuddered. It was just the same as my stepfather. What was the Colonel thinking? Was I his stepdaughter? Had he wanted to fuck her as much as my stepfather had wanted to fuck me? Effortlessly lifting me up, he laid my limp body over the table. "Any other bids?" he asked as he lined his cock up with my cringing asshole. I raised my head and looking behind me, saw the Colonel holding a long, fat cock, slowly stroking it up and down. It had to be nine or ten inches long with a huge fat knob on the end. I'd never seen a cock before, so I had no idea whether he was large or small but I knew one thing: there was no way THAT was going up inside me. He pushed and it felt like an iron pipe was being shoved between my cheeks. I clawed my way forward to escape the pain but was dragged back by strong hands on my ankles. The Colonel grabbed my hips and lunged forward as the pain built to a crescendo. Just before the head popped in, I heard the voice: "Six Hundred." Taylor, Amy, and Tom Taylor and I were each having drinks. I had a few glasses of wine, and she was drinking scotch. She's younger and a bit wilder, and definitely knew how to party. We met at our gym one day when we both rotated to the same equipment. As we started chatting, we became friends quickly. We had progressed to going out on mutual dates, and one time, we got pretty wasted and Taylor lay down on the couch with me and we just started innocently to kiss and fool around. We completely ignored the two jerks we had gone on the date with and instead, partied with each other. Thank goodness we were at her apartment so that we were able to kind of chase the boys out and then get more serious together. I mean the whole works, fingering each other, oral sex, dildos...we did it. It was really fun. Now it wasn't something I've ever done seriously, and the idea to continue to do it as a relationship never crossed my mind, but experimentation and some hot drinking buddy fun was very exciting. We were waiting for a friend of mine, Tom, to stop over after he left work. I had been to bed with him many times and told Taylor all about the details. She thought it would be a blast to have a three way with him. I told her that he had a huge dick and he was awesome in the sack. Taylor had told me that she had been with blacks before, so I knew it wouldn't be an issue, and did not even mention that Tom was black. She had slept with black guys on and off in college and knew that most of them had big cocks and that she could handle them. I told Tom on the phone that a girlfriend of mine was with me tonight, and that she was anxious to meet him; He said he couldn't wait to meet her. By the time Tom knocked at the door, I was pretty buzzed. Taylor was in pretty good shape, although she had more than a few drinks and was fairly drunk too. We were hanging out on the sofa talking about work and good times and all kinds of things when I got up to let Tom in. I introduced Taylor to him and I could tell he liked her by the way he watched her and that Taylor was noticeably surprised when she saw he was black. Tom told me before that he always liked redheads and there sitting on my sofa was a really cute strawberry blond. We talked about nonsense for a while and I fed a few drinks to Tom to catch up. Taylor made her way over to sit next to Tom and started to get personal with him. She told him how nice he looked in his work clothes, and asked if he worked out, and that sort of stuff while touching him here and there. They were the things girls ask a guy when they're stalling about just telling them that they're horny and want sex. I moved over to his other side and put my hand on his leg and began rubbing it. I asked him how his day was and what he's been up to, and while I captured his attention from Taylor, that's when she decided to place her hand on his leg and slide her hand down to Tom's crotch. He knew what she was after and almost ignored her until Taylor blurted out "Oh my God, it really is big!" Well, it didn't take long at all to escalate that move. Tom turned his head to her, until I turned it back towards me and pressed my lips to his. Taylor almost jumped into his crotch as she lunged at him to unbutton his pants and yank the zipper down. Tom lifted himself up from the sofa and Taylor quickly pulled his pants and boxers with them down to his feet. She ripped them off with his shoes and then returned to begin unbuttoning his shirt. Tom and I were really kissing hard by then and he took a hold of my top and pulled it off of me exposing my bare breasts. When she managed to get all of his clothes off, he was naked on my sofa with two drunk and horny girls pawing all over him. I stood up and dropped my skirt to the floor wearing only my panties. Taylor, still fully clothed, already had her hand on his cock stroking him to an erection. Tom turned towards Taylor and proceeded to make out with her. I moved over behind Taylor and pulled her top off, and then removed her bra. She had on jean shorts and broke away from Tom for a moment to lean back so I could help remove them. Taylor was wearing a cute thong which prominently displayed her tattoo on her lower back. It was an awesome tribal design intentionally inked right above her butt crack so that only if she was near naked could you see it; Tom was going to be seeing a lot of that design tonight. Taylor pushed Tom on his back and I yanked my panties off and climbed on top of his body with my pussy right in his face. Taylor dove right to Toms cock shoving whatever length she could handle into her mouth. While she was blowing him, Tom had his tongue up into my pussy. "Oh Tom, I wanted you tonight!" I blurted out reacting to the pleasure he was giving me. Taylor giggled with Tom's cock in her throat. She also wanted him, but didn't know until just then. Tom ate my pussy for a little while and Taylor had no problem sucking his cock indefinitely, but I wanted that black meat inside of me so I lifted myself off of him and got up pulling Tom's hand towards me. Taylor released him and got up also, and I led them to my bedroom. I crawled up onto the sheets and watched Taylor drop her thong to the carpet. Tom climbed onto the bed after me ending up on top of me on my back. He spread my legs apart and I felt a big warm drop of his spit land on my asshole. Using no hands, Tom slid his cock in the saliva, working it down into my pussy, and then slid his cock between my lips. He moved the head in and out a few times to lube his shaft up, and then thrust straight in all the way in bumping into my cervix. Taylor was right behind us between our legs. She was spreading my pussy apart to help his big cock to go in deeper still. "Oh yeah Baby! All I can see are his balls Amy. He's fucking shoving all of that black dick up inside of you!" "Oh that looks so hot!" Taylor wailed. She let go of me and grabbed Tom's ass cheeks and was helping him thrust into me. The sound of him slapping against my ass was echoing in the room. I was so turned on about the fact that her face was right next to my pussy watching him penetrate me. We had only been fucking for a short time when I felt my first orgasm on the way; I always get there faster with black guys. Taylor was rubbing my clit while being bumped repeatedly by Tom's heavy balls slapping against her hand. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I'm cumming! Here it comes!" I vainly attempted to shout out with my face buried into the bed sheets. "Oh Goooooood! Ohhhhh!" I wailed when the first big pulse overtook me. It was amazing. Tom continued pounding into me as I came. Taylor stopped her groping, but his balls kept bouncing off of my super sensitive clit amplifying what I felt. Tom slowed down and halted his thrusting. His cock popped out of me, and then he rolled off me and Taylor anxiously climbed on top of him, guiding his cock to her pussy. "Oh God you're big!" She said as she slowly and carefully lowered herself onto his dick while laughing. "This isn't going to be easy!" She said. It took some getting used to for me at first also. His girth is what made it difficult. Taylor moved him in and out of herself, providing lots of lubrication for him to fit inside. After a few rocks back and forth, she let go of his cock and began to take him in all the way. In no time at all, Taylor had her hands gripping onto his knees, and begging him to fuck her. "Yes! Oh yes baby, fuck me! That's it!" She wailed aloud. Tom held onto her thighs and bucked himself hard into her. I got onto my knees and began caressing her body as they fucked. I held her breasts and gently bit down on her nipple causing her to exhale in a loud moan. Tom fucked her in that position for a while and then stopped, and rolled both of them over into a missionary position. He was thrusting into her violently, the sounds of her sopping wet pussy creating the loud farting noise on each thrust as the air squeezing out of her tight pussy reverberated throughout my room. I was behind them between their legs watching every detail close up of Tom's huge blackness squeezing into Taylor's delicate white pussy. The pink color of her lips was almost white from the insanely tight grip and stretching of her pussy around his shaft. Each inward thrust, her lips were folding in on themselves and his cock would disappear deep inside of her body. Whenever his cock pulled out of her, her thin lips would stretch way out, clinging desperately to his wide shaft like they were made of thin rubber. I swear, I thought that her skin was going to tear, but it never did. It only stretched out to accommodate him. His large balls were covering her entire pussy whenever he'd plow into her so that I could barely see only her tiny little asshole, and everything below her pussy was glistening with pussy juices. Taylor was rubbing her pussy feverishly in search of her first orgasm. She came only a short time after Tom began really stabbing his cock into her. Her breasts were wildly bouncing back and forth in opposite rhythm with his forceful pussy-pounding. "Oohhhh God! Ohhhhhh!" She hollered out loud. "I'm cummminnnggggg!" The moment it happened was beautiful. When her eyes closed, she was not on this earth any longer. Tom had sent her to that special place that only special lovers could bring her. I watched her hard nipples flailing about while all of her breath sounds were rushing out of her lungs in one continuous roar of pleasure. Taylor was completely unaware of anything happening to her for the moment. Tom kept fucking her even after she came back to consciousness. The bed sheets were soaking wet with her bodily fluids, but no one even cared to notice. When Taylor opened her eyes, she looked up at me as if asking for help and to stop Tom from his relentless pummeling. Taylor reached out for me to hold her, and we kissed again while I softly caressed her stomach, reaching up and taking her breast in my hand. Taylor turned her head back and looked up at Tom. I had never watched Taylor have sex before, so it was very exciting to be part of it. I crawled down to reach under and follow Tom's swinging balls with my hand. I noticed the look in his eyes that he wanted to cum. Every time he thrust into her, it was like I was pulling him into her. His balls were no longer loosely bouncing off of her asshole, rather they were tight and getting ready to release their load of sperm into Taylor. Only I wanted to watch him cum all over her, so I whispered into Tom's ear to cum all over her and after a few thrusts, he said he was cumming. "I'm gonna cum. He'ah goes. I'm cumming!" "Yeah baby, cum all over her!" I demanded. He rolled back onto his knees and pulled his cock out of Taylor. I quickly scooted back and rested my head next to hers looking down her front waiting for Tom to cum. He jerked his cock and threw his head back and began spewing his load onto Taylor's belly. The first spurt erupted landing in a big strip from her bellybutton, all the way up to her neck. Taylor had her hands pushing her tits together as the next shot splashed onto her right breast, covering a few fingers with his sperm. He continued to launch his semen out onto her belly three or four more times before it stopped shooting and just drizzled out of the head. Taylor's body was covered in his sperm. There were distinct lines of cum aimed towards her, and I wasted no time rubbing it into her skin with my hand while we lay together. The strong scent of the semen filled both of ours nostrils. Her entire front was shining after I had rubbed it up and down her middle. I was satisfied having participated. Taylor was satisfied having been well fucked by her new black friend, and Tom looked temporarily happy, but eager to start fucking again. When Tom finished cumming, he looked down at both of us and smiled. After examining her body, seeing his sperm all over her, Taylor looked up to him. "Thank you!" She said to him giggling with a big smile. He just smiled back, having just had another satisfied customer. I too looked up at him with a smile and he smiled back signaling that it was my turn again. Tom was always able to get his hard on again within a short time. When we made love, it was all night long; He just kept on going. Tom was still kneeling between Taylor's legs resting his hands on her knees. His cock was dangling down, almost touching her skin above her pussy with a thin string of cum hanging from the tip. I immediate got the urge to throw my face on her belly, and pull his cock forward to my lips. While sucking his soft head into my mouth, the strand of cum became glued to my chin. A girl sure loves a hard dick, but I also loved soft ones too. That way I could take in his full length all the way to his balls, and enjoy the texture while it became hard again. In Tom's case, that only took a minute or so! As I sucked harder on it, I tasted a little more of his cum that I pulled out; it's such a turn on for me. I love to swallow cum. My mouth literally waters at the thought. I just think it is so awesome when a guy pumps his sperm into my mouth. It's ok when a guy shoots it onto my tongue and all over my lips and face, but too much gets wasted. Most guys cannot aim, and the come winds up everywhere. I know that it feels better when your cock is safely inside of my mouth, and zero of your load gets lost, but guys like to "mark" their territory, I guess, and so the cum goes everywhere. Some girlfriends I've spoken with when the subject came up have said they thought it was gross and disgusting to do it. I always disagree. I mean really? They're just seeing it as pleasure for him. I don't see it like that at all. For me, it's a pleasure to do it for me. Sure he's getting off, but I'm so super turned on that it's me that receives most of the pleasure. Right when I get him to that point when his cock gets harder and starts pulsing, my pussy is totally gushing with my juices. People say they go out drinking on a Friday night because they've earned it. Well I'm wet and salivating in anticipation of the moment when a cock starts filling my mouth with hot cum. That's my reward that I earned. A mouthful of a guy's sperm going down my throat has that Friday drinking routine beat any old time. If it's so disgusting, why do I crave it so much, and the instant I grab onto his cock, it's all I can think of doing? My taste buds are the same as theirs! No, those chicks are just being selfish. Besides, it takes some skill to make a guy cum from a blowjob. In the past, they would have to stroke themselves to finish, but I've really gotten good at it. Actually, I have to tone it down sometimes! I've learned that the longer I make a guy wait before "letting him" cum, the harder and longer he cums. So I do my thing and then stop, and kiss his belly, or suck his balls, or lick the spot between his balls and asshole. I don't think the guys ever caught on, but all of that was just a distraction to keep them going longer for my sake. Tom rolled off of Taylor and onto the bed. His cock, hard again, stood straight up waiting to penetrate its next victim. It was shining from Taylor's wetness as I positioned myself over it, and grabbing the base, lowered my pussy onto him. Tom's cock penetrated me to his balls as I squatted down. My pussy was already stretched to his size, and had plenty of lube from myself and Taylor. I gyrated my hips moving his cock in and out of me, so Tom didn't have to move an inch. By that time, Taylor was up and kneeling behind me pressing herself tightly against my back. I could feel the coolness of her damp skin from Tom's cum as hers contacted mine. She had her arms wrapped around my body holding a breast with one palm, and rubbing my clit with her fingers on her other hand. The added stimulation felt incredible, mostly psychologically due to the fact that it was another woman providing it. I fucked Tom in that position until he stopped my motion, and had me turn around. He said he really loved watching his cock go into me, and seeing it stretch my pussy almost down to my asshole. I spun around quickly replanting his dick inside of me. Now Taylor was facing me and began making out with me again. I arched my back with my hands resting on his chest. Taylor lay down with her face between our legs and started licking his shaft and balls as Tom began to thrust in and out of me. When her face was sufficiently coated with my cream, she got up kneeling in front of me again and French kissed me smearing it all over our faces. She had one hand behind my head weaving her fingers in my hair, pressing us together while the other hand was between my legs rubbing on my clit. Taylor and I kissed each other, meanwhile, Tom had his powerful hands on my waist, bouncing me on him. Taylor pulled away from my lips, and using her tongue, traced her way down to my tits, ending up sucking and biting my darkened, sensitive nipples. I burst out with a loud sigh, moments away from another big O. "Oh yeah! Fuck me baby, that feels so good!" "Cum for me baby. You can do it baby, come on!" Taylor urged me on. Tom was obviously enjoying hearing the two of us, and increased his force as he fucked me. Taylor kept her fingers working on my clitoris as I threw my head back when the orgasm jolted my body. I remained silent as the first wave exploded throughout me. Tom kept thrusting into me, pounding away with a loud slap of sweat covered skin with each contact of my ass against his pubic area. Taylor moved up gently wrapping her arms around my body while the intense waves of orgasm paralyzed me. I came so intensely, I lost consciousness for a moment, just before opening my eyes to watch Taylor caressing my breasts, and sucking on the nipples. I'd never felt anything like that in my life. The pleasure was so intense; only a woman would know exactly where to touch and how gently to do it. Making love to Taylor and Tom together was indescribable. Tom switched back to Taylor again. Tom lay back and she climbed on him facing away. I could already see the damage he had done to her little pussy. As Taylor straddled him and was guiding his cock inside of her, her lips were draped apart, and dangling already spread open from the abuse they had taken from his large size. Tom and Taylor had their legs apart, allowing me full access to both of their sexes. I didn't waste any time shoving my tongue into her pussy and sucking on her little button. They rocked back and forth in a smooth rhythm while I pressed my puckered lips against his slick shaft as it plunged in and out of her. I was circling my tongue around her clitoris when Taylor's thick, white cream started running down Toms cock on all sides. She wasn't the quiet type at all like me. Amy hollered, huffed and puffed, and made a bunch of loud outbursts while she was fucking. I thought at one point that she might hyperventilate and collapse, but that's just how she had sex. I admit it was difficult to control anything I did while Tom's enormous cock was stuffed inside of my pussy. It was big and at first, he was painful to take in, but my wetness helped it, and my brain wanted him badly, so I took the pain. After Taylor came again, I lay down with Tom on top of me. I lost count of my orgasms. Each time Tom would switch positions, moving me about like a mannequin, his thrusting kept sending my brain into orbit. He moved me again from on my back with my legs high in the air to rolling me over on top of him facing away. In that position, he was thrusting his cock so deep inside of me; I thought that I would split in two. Taylor was caressing my breasts and rubbing my clit when I came again. Taylor shoved her tongue into my mouth and we kissed while Tom just kept fucking me. I pulled away from her for a moment to catch my breath. I was seeing stars and it felt like the blood had rushed out of my head. When my breathing slowed down a little, and I regained my senses, I reached over to embrace Taylor again and began another long, passionate kiss. Tom was still pounding at my pussy full force. He had incredible stamina, even for a black guy. His cock was still fully erect after hours of thrashing in and out of us both. He had not cum again yet, and Taylor and I both wanted him to. I sat upright and continued our kissing and fondling of each other until I needed a rest and wanted Taylor to take my place. I got up, standing on my knees until Tom's cock was out of me. Taylor and I switched places, her straddling him instead. As she lowered herself onto his cock, I helped guide it into her pussy, pointing it with my hand encircling the base. Taylor's pussy was dripping wet and his head pierced through her opening without any resistance. She slid straight down onto him until her labia lay against my fingers, all the way at the bottom. Toms balls were shrouded with her wide spread lips, like a white umbrella. Just the same as I had done, Taylor consumed his entire cock inside of her pussy. Tom was cramming it deep into us regardless of any resistance we might have offered, but naturally we didn't. Taylor, Amy, and Tom My pussy tore at the bottom the first couple of times we had fucked before. Blood got on the sheets, the sofa, everywhere, but strangely enough, it really only hurt afterwards and the next day or so. While he was pummeling my little body, all I felt was pure pleasure and orgasm. It was definitely worth the price of the pain which is the reason I kept on going back to him. Tom was never surprised, or even concerned about it. This was normal for him, and the initiation all women had to endure to have him inside of them. Tom had scooted himself to a corner of the bed so I could get right between his and her legs. I had my lips locked onto Taylor's clit when Tom said he was cumming. He thrust into her a few times before sealing himself tightly against her, and then pumping his cum way up inside of Taylor's belly. I quickly pressed my palm up against his balls, able to feel his cock pulsing and releasing his sperm. Taylor exploded into orgasm again right when Tom came. I had gotten up and pressed my lips against hers, shoving my tongue into her mouth while Tom was flooding her pussy with his sperm. Tom had his hands around her waist to keep her upright, otherwise she surely would have fallen over. Taylor shuddered and spasmed with intense pleasure, her lips darkened and shivered as if cold. It was a profound happiness I began to see as her smile slowly returned to her face as things settled down and her blood returned to her brain and she looked into my eyes. "Oh my God Amy, what just happened?" She said smiling and laughing like it were her very first orgasm. I giggled a little before answering her, but I knew exactly what she meant. "You just about blacked out when you came!" I answered. "I have never felt anything like that before." She said not much louder than a whisper. "I know." I replied, continuing to caress her small body. Only then did she learn why they called it blacking-out! Taylor climbed off of Tom's cock, and a rush of his cum poured out of her. His cock lay flat on its side against his thigh with a some cum still seeping out. After she was off, both of us crawled up to his waist thinking the same thing. I grabbed his cock, licking the head and sides and then held it up for Taylor to place in her mouth. I gently closed my fist and pulled upward, sending a bunch more sperm tricking out of the top. Taylor licked the head lapping up the large dollop of white liquid. Then after pulling it into her mouth and swallowing, she devoured his cock trying to coax more of his sperm out only that was the last of it. Tom lay back on a pillow watching the two of us service and pamper him. Taylor's hands and mouth took my place, and I caressed his flat, muscular stomach and chest instead. I lay my chin on his ribs looking up towards him. All he said was "oh yeah" and turned his head away to sleep. I got out of the bed and went to get some water. Taylor kept sucking his cock when I asked if she wanted a drink too. She nodded her head and mumbled "muh huh" with Toms cock in her mouth. When I came back a few moments later, Taylor was fast asleep on Tom's leg. She looked adorable. She had an innocent look about her -despite there being a visible glaze of Tom's semen smeared on her chin. That last huge orgasm had knocked her out. I crawled back into the bed on Tom's other side, laying my head on his chest looking down in awe at his huge, woman pleaser laying flat down his leg. I reached down and grabbed a handful of his balls as if a gesture to protect them and fell asleep too. The three of us slept for nearly two hours on the bed. When I opened my eyes, Tom was walking across the room still naked with his cock swinging about like a horse. I rolled over on my side and watched Taylor still sleeping, laying next to me. She had nothing covering her, but she was on her belly with her face buried in a pillow. I gently rubbed my hand along her back, caressing her soft skin and taking notice of her tattoo. When she awoke, Taylor lifted her head, turned towards me, and then flipped over on her side facing me smiling. I couldn't help but notice the dripping white semen all over her legs. Tom's cum was still leaking out of her, and she had dried on sperm from her face to her pussy. "You're a mess!" I said to her. "I know. There's cum everywhere." She giggled. "I love it!" The taste of Tom's cum still lingered in my mouth, so I got up, put on my robe, and went out into the kitchen to get something to drink. I really wanted to brush my teeth, but didn't bother. I was already horny again, and I was getting wet already seeing tom walking around with that big cock of his swinging around. He was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a glass of iced tea. As I drank a glass of water, we looked at each other for a moment too long apparently; I promptly put my glass down, dropped my robe to the floor, and slipped down onto my knees in front of his chair while Tom slid himself to the edge of his seat and spread his legs open for me at the same time. Wedging myself between his legs, I quickly grabbed his cock and began to stroke him. It was soft and smooth from mine and Taylor's dried juices on it. I glanced up at Tom's face with my devilish grin and then his cock promptly disappeared into my mouth. His cock tasted a bit bitter from the mixture of mine, Taylor's, and his cum. All of it just mixed together with my saliva as I swallowed. His cock was almost fully erect again, and I wanted it back inside of me desperately so I sucked him for just a short time before standing back up, and dragging him -by his cock to the sofa. I let him go, falling into the cushion, and holding my legs wide apart for him to fuck me. Tom jumped right on top of me sinking his hard dick into my pussy all the way to his balls in one swift motion. The intense feeling of fullness and pressure felt so good, that I had missed it despite him being there just a few hours earlier. He started pounding away while I had my hands tightly gripping the back of my thighs holding them back for him. I knew that my moaning and verbalizing could wake the dead, so it wasn't any shock when Taylor came walking into the living room. She was nude and still coated with Tom's cum. She didn't say anything only just sat on the adjacent sofa and watched Tom and I fuck like animals. It was really erotic this time just having her watch us going at it. Tom was just pounding into me knocking my head around like a rag doll. My head was bent forward so I could see his cock slamming deep into me. I slid my hand down to my pussy, making a v-shape around his dick while he was pumping in and out. My pussy easily accommodated Tom's cock this time after being thoroughly stretched to his size earlier. Before I noticed, Taylor was sitting alongside of me. Tom had my legs pushed all the way forward almost to my shoulders so that Taylor could lick my pussy when she put her face down to it. All I could see was the back of her head and her hair was covering my belly, but what I could feel was intense pleasure again as she had my clit between her puckered lips sucking on it. Tom continued fucking, banging his stomach into her face on each thrust. I felt Taylor reach her arm down under my ass and grabbed Tom's balls trying to make him cum. She stopped only briefly begging Tom to cum, and went right back to my clit. "Cum for me baby! Cum on my face!" Tom was the kind of guy who could cum when he wanted to, and since Taylor wanted it, he obliged her. The moment I heard her voice asking him to cum, I let go into another mind numbing orgasm. Tom did not wait for me and pulled his cock out and started jerking his dick right in Taylor's face. He started shooting his load all over her face. One squirt flew past and over her face onto my chest. I couldn't see what was going on below, but quickly, I heard Taylor's mumbling again as Tom shoved his cock into her mouth to finish off his last couple of squirts. Taylors moaning is all I needed to hear to know she had him in her mouth. Taylor rolled her head to face me. She had cum completely covering her nose and cheeks and eyes, her forehead and bangs, and her mouth, chin, and her neck. Tom had blown a huge load everywhere, and that's not including the amount that he landed in her mouth and that she swallowed. "Mmm, yummy!" Taylor said closing her eyes and licking her lips. "Kiss me Taylor." I replied. Taylor slid up to my face and kissed me, wiping Tom's cum all over my face too. I loved the taste of it mixed with her saliva in my mouth. As our tongues met in my mouth, some cum was mixed in, sloshing around. The strong scent of his sperm was I all I could smell with each breath I took. Taylor pulled away from my lips and sank into the sofa up against my side, both of us gazing up towards Tom. He was sweating and looking back at both of us said "Are y'all ready for a shower?" We both laughed and then got up, following him back to my bedroom. "After we get cleaned up, he's going to want more." I said looking at Taylor with a hint of seriousness. "I'm a little sore, but that won't stop me from letting him have his way again." She replied. "Great. In the meantime, one of us needs to clean up that big dick of his!" "I believe it's your turn Amy!" "Gladly!" Taylor and Carrie - Cuntry Sluts It was a hot summer day on 2011 and country/pop star Taylor Swift was working on hard the farm she had just purchased. She knew it would be hard work but she wanted and enjoyed the challenge. It was hot and she had wondered if she maybe should have taken the day off. She was still extremely popular and a best selling singer, she didn't need the farm it wasn't like she was strapped for money. She grabbed a bottle of water and went into the barn and leaned back on a bail of hay as she took a drink from her water bottle. She tugged at her plaid shirt trying to cool herself down. It was so hot and knew nobody else was around and she thought she would pass out from the intense heat it must have been over 100 degrees Fahrenheit that day. She unbuttoned her shirt before pulling it off and tossing aside. Next she undid her bra revealing her perfect firm tits on her magnificent body. She pulled off her boots followed by her socks, that felt so good to her feet. She wasn't used to cowboy boots so this was a relief for her feet which were aching. Next she undid the buckle on her belt the unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans and pulling them off along with her panties at the same time. Sweat covered her body from head to toe falling and leaving trails wherever it run down. Taylor leaned back on the bail of hay. "Ouch," she gasped the feel of hay against her bare back was very uncomfortable. She decided to put on her brown hide jacket and leaned back and closed her eyes. Her hands started to roam around her naked body caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples making them stand erect. "Ohhhhhhhh," she cooed as her hands pleasured her upper body. She moved her hands down over her flat stomach and further down to her her bare cunt before spreading the lips open. She felt a light breeze over her clit flowing in the barn form the outside. She quickly jammed two fingers into her now wet cunt. "Oh my God," she screamed feeling her fingers enter where nobody else has ever ventured before. She began to move them in and out at a steady pace before pausing and curling her fingers inwards trying to locate her G-spot. She tried for a few minutes before giving up. Two fingers jamming her inside in cunt her other hand squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. Her hands were driving her wild. She knew all her fans thought she was sweet and innocent, if they only knew. "Yooohooo Taylor are you here?" Taylor's body shot up in shock. She had totally forgot she had invited her good friend and fellow singer Carrie Underwood over to take a look at the farm. Taylor's eyes were darting all over the barn trying to locate her clothes. She saw they were all over the place there was no way she could get dressed in time. All of a sudden she saw Carrie standing in the doorway of the barn. She was wearing a solid black shirt, blue jeans and a black cowboy hat and brown cowboy boots. "Well well well what do we have here," Carrie said with her arms crossed looking at Taylor. Taylor was speechless she tried to get words out but couldn't. What possible words could she say to describe her current state, she was so embarrassed. A light smile crossed Carries lips as she licked them and began to unbutton her shirt revealing a black bra. Her tits were bigger than Taylor's but not by much. She approached Taylor pulling her bra down to reveal her tits. She knelt down in front of Taylor who was still leaning on the bail of hay. "Carrie what are..." was all Taylor was able to get out before Carrie grabbed her head gently placing it over her tit. Taylor sucked hungrily as Carrie just moaned from the attention Taylor was giving her tit. Carrie pushed Taylor back and stood up in front of her. She finished taking off her shirt then she unhooked her bra letting fall off her body. Taylor just gasped as this beauty was undressing in front of her. She took off her boots followed by her jeans revealing a neatly trimmed landing strip. Taylor was shocked Carrie wore no panties. She then took off her hat shaking her hair head causing her hair to loosen and fly about. Carrie then knelt back down in front of Taylor keeping complete eye contact with her then her eyes darted to down to Taylor's bare cunt and she lowered her mouth prepared to taste Taylor's sweet nectar. "Ahhhhhh," Taylor moaned as Carrie's tongue and mouth come in contact with Taylor's clit and cunt lips. Taylor's hands then went to Carrie long blond hair feeling the softness of it as she ran her fingers through it all the while holding Carrie's head over her cunt. Carrie's hands went up to squeeze Taylor's tits as she continued to eat her out. "Oh my God Carrie that feels so good don't stop," Taylor said encouraging her on. Carrie licked Taylor's clit hard then sucking on it and very lightly biting it. "Holy shit," Taylor cried, "I"m gonna cum. I'm gonna cum, almost there." Taylor's body convulsed as she reached a mind blowing orgasm. Carrie looked up and smiled at Taylor as she was coming down from her orgasm. "We're not finished yet," Carrie said as she got up and leaned forward resting her knees on the bail of hay behind Taylor and planted her cunt on Taylors mouth. Carrie's hands held Taylor's above her head and she started to grind on Taylor's mouth. Taylor shoved her tongue deep inside Carrie's cunt moving it all around searching her hole, tasting it swallowing all the juices that she gathered. Carrie threw her head back as she felt Taylor working magic in her cunt she knew there was no way this was Taylor's first time. Though Carrie is now married she did experiment before with girls and loved it and was now reliving those days with her good friend Taylor Swift. "That's it Taylor eat me you horny girl," Carrie urged her young lover on as she pressed her cunt harder into Taylor's face. Carrie knew she could squirt but didn't mention it she wanted to surprise Taylor. She felt her orgasm building as Taylor continued to lick and suck away. "Here it comes baby," Carrie screamed as she let go squirting all over Taylor's face coating it in her juices. "Oh wow Carrie, I had no idea," Taylor said. "Nice barn," Carrie replied "now let me see the rest of the farm." Taylor and Kai Tay opened his eyes, waiting for the headache to kick in. The night before had been great, they had finally managed to get the whole group together again for the first time since they left University. With everyone scattered across the country it had taken a year to manage. Tay, being the only one still living in the city, had three people crashing at his flat, and it had been pretty crowded last night getting ready to go out - he dreaded the thought of having to give up his space politely for the rest of the day. He loved the guys, but he was used to his own space. "Grin and bear it" he thought to himself. There was a contented groan from somewhere in the depths of the bed sheets. An arm was thrown over his chest. "Kai, dude, wake up!" he half laughed. Kai's free hand swept the sheet off his face and he focused for a moment on Tay. A look of confusion quickly gave way to intense fear flashing in his eyes. He searched his friend's bare torso, not daring to look any lower. On route to his face, Kai noticed a previously unknown tattoo just above Taylor's hip bone. "Not helpful" he cursed at himself. How was his best friend going to react to this, what was he even doing in his bed? He hadn't had that much to drink last night had he? Terror building up, he chanced a look at Tay's face, nobody knew about him, he couldn't believe this is the way his group of friends would find out... Taylor smiled, "Morning, bit disorientated are we?" he chuckled. Kai suddenly became aware of his arm; it felt like it was burning every second it kept contact with his friend. He gathered himself together and in a painfully slow movement, brought his hand up to brush through his hair, trying his hardest to look as confused as possible. "How did...why am I in here...?" he stuttered out. Tay chuckled again, "Ben and Nush got together last night - on my sofa" he grimaced with humour, "I thought it would have been a bit harsh to make you stay and watch that. Besides, it's not like the bed isn't big enough for two" He paused, looking over at Kai, "You okay, bud? You look kind of freaked out." "I'm naked, oh my God..." Kai blurted out, halfway between a screech and a confession. Tay noted the pink tinge creeping over Kai and wondered what the big deal was. "Yeah, you gave me quite a show last night, I'm having a hard time keeping my hands off you after that striptease!" he joked. Kai leapt out of bed, pulling the covers with him, exposing Tay's morning erection. "Shit, why are you naked too?" "Calm down mate, I'm only messing with you. I was already in bed when you came through. Your striptease was more like a drunken tumble to the floor and a five minute wrestle with your flies - I didn't see anything" He felt bad, he had no idea that Kai would be so sensitive. He might not have ever said the words, but he was sure Kai was gay, and he was sure he had dropped enough hints over the years that let him know he didn't care. Looking at the terrified look on his face, Taylor wondered if maybe he had been wrong about his friend. "Don't look so scared man, sorry, I thought you would see the joke, I mean it's not like this is the first time you've woken up naked next to a guy is it? I thought I was being funny." He tested - he could claim this part of the joke if this all went wrong, couldn't he? Kai looked dumb-founded "You know that...?" he said carefully, "Tay...how...?" Taylor grinned, Kai looked so adorable to him in that moment that he tried not to reach out and grab him and hold him close. "Just a working theory" he shrugged. It was important to him that Kai not think this was a big deal, that he was comfortable he knew they would be friends no matter what. "Sit down before you fall down, and give me the covers back" he laughed. Kai slid back onto the bed, keeping a distance and looking troubled. Tay gave a few playful tugs to the corner of the sheet, without any reaction from Kai. With a smirk, he pulled hard, releasing the sheet and toppling Kai over, leaving him on his back, his head inches from Tay's chest. Looking down, Tay unthinkingly ran his hand through his friend's dark hair, sweeping it from his eyes. He saw instantly the shudder run down Kai's body and a look of apprehension cover his face. Tay had messed about with guys before and had always enjoyed it, but it had always been beer fuelled. He had thought many times about his willingness to do anything when drunk, and the fear of acting on these impulses when he had no excuse to fall back on. Suddenly he realised his want for a relationship with a man that lasted more than a few minutes in a cloakroom. With no further thought, Tay bent over and softly kissed Kai, throwing the covers off both of them. Kai took a few seconds and then responded - tentatively at first, sucking on Tay's bottom lip, checking his friend's face every few seconds for any signs of doubt. "This can't be happening" Kai thought. Resolving to find out how far his friend would go, terror leached from him leaving adrenaline in it's place and Kai pushed up into the kiss more forcefully. The two men parted momentarily, searching each other's eyes, when Tay pulled Kai up to face him. Both kneeling on the bed, they pressed together in a way that every part of their bodies were touching, each feeling the other tremble under the touch and excitement of this new situation. Kai felt Tay's grip slacken slightly and watched as Tay questioned how to transition into the next step. With a sudden burst of confidence, Kai crushed his face into Tay's, and pushed him down onto the bed. In one swift movement, he pinned Taylor's wrists above his head and straddled his friend who was now squirming with anticipation. Boring down heavily on him, he kissed Tay's face, his eyelids, the tip of his nose and moved down from under his earlobe, kissing, licking and biting his way to his nipples. Tay arched his back in response, praying this would never end. At that moment disappointment swelled in him as he felt Kai's grip leave his wrists and his body lift off him. He wondered wildly if this had been some sort of sick joke, where Kai had in fact outed him. Then he felt something new, Kai had moved off him, but he was now positioned between Taylor's legs, kissing his stomach. Taylor could feel his erection graze Kai's neck, and he started to grind his hips, giving the indication that he was ready. As soon as the signal had been given, Kai took Tay in his mouth, licking the pre-cum from the tip of his cock, and kissing the length of his shaft before enveloping his best friend's penis in his hot, wet mouth. With his hands now free, Tay brought them to Kai's head, stroking his hair and reaching down to pinch and nip at his nipples. Taylor felt himself tighten, and wanting to prolong the experience, pulled Kai away from him, flipped him onto his back and rolled on top of him, starting to slowly grind. They were equally matched in size and Tay grabbed them together, stroking, while he kissed Kai deeply. Kai, having wished for this for many years, found it difficult to stop himself groaning and calling out his friend's name. It had never sounded so good to him, and he felt compelled to whisper and sigh and call it out. This sent a chill down Taylor, who worked harder to please his friend. Kai jerked and arched his back and came with force over himself and Tay's hands. Tay rubbed it across Kai's stomach, and used his mouth to clean his friend. He licked and sucked, and took Kai's length in his mouth, tasting him for the first time. He ran his tongue along the shaft, and circled Kai's head, before taking him completely down his throat, driving Kai wild as he was so sensitive after his orgasm, and Tay hadn't given him any time to recover. He couldn't control his body, and he bucked with every touch. He started to soften slightly and Tay pushed his knees towards his chest, exposing the entrance he desired. He gently began to flick his tongue across Kai's perineum, to more cries of delight. When he got to Kai's tight hole he introduced his tongue, opening up his friend slightly. He pushed a finger in then, sweeping the insides of his tight friend. He brought his head up to kiss Kai's stomach and look into his eyes, seeking permission to continue. As he did this, he noticed Kai was rock hard again, and leaking his sweet fluid, adding to the liquid pooled on his abs. "Please, I want you inside me" Kai breathed. Taylor brought his tip to his friend, and gently pressed himself onto his friend's opening. He felt Kai relax slightly, and he increased the pressure and slipped inside. Tay let out a gasp, and a smile pulled up the corners of his mouth. He rocked his hips a couple of times, entering deeper with each stroke, until Kai raised his hips and pushed himself onto Tay's stiffness. Taylor almost came at that moment, but stalled himself, stopping his strokes to kiss Kai more passionately than he had any other before. He bit down on his friend's bottom lip and Kai whimpered. He had become accustomed to the stretch, and was now desperately trying to grind onto his friend, rocking his hips up, and pushing Taylor down into him as deeply as possible with his hand on his firm ass. Taylor took the instruction and began to pump inside Kai. He took long, deep drives into him, hitting Kai's spot with each delicious movement. Kai was streaming cum, and Tay quickly leant down to suck it off his friend. Kai, wanted to be as close to the man that was inside him as possible, and pulled himself up, wrapping his arms around Tay's neck, taking over the rhythm of their new found relationship. It made it so much more intense, being able to control each movement, and seeing the yearning and lust in Tay's eyes, as he slid himself up and down Tay's shaft, bringing him closer and closer to climax. Taylor, feeling Kai's hard cock rubbing against his stomach, and giving over all control, felt his balls tighten. "I'm going to cum, slow down, oh my God...I'm...." Taylor gasped. Kai bore down harder on his friend, tightening his muscles around Tay's cock. "Cum with me". Both men exploded, Kai milking every last drop from Tay and feeling it flood him, and begin to overflow and run out of him. Taylor fell onto his back, pulling Kai with him. Still connected, Kai gave a last few grinds, making sure he got every drop from Tay, before Tay pulled him up so he was straddling his chest, and took Kai into his mouth to clean him once more. After Tay was satisfied there was no cum left on any part of Kai, he let Kai roll off him and moved his body so Kai could mould to his side, laying his head on Tay's chest. Both men sighed contentedly, "Wow" Taylor sighed as he brushed his lips on the top of Kai's head before they drifted off to sleep again. Taylor & Morgan's First Time The two girls were as close to cousins as they could get without going over. They had known each other for years and were each other's confidant. And they were about to become even more. Morgan and her mom had been living with Taylor's uncle for a number of years and they had been playmates -- in the innocent sense -- since they were in diapers. But after Morgan had confided in Taylor that she liked girls, Taylor let it loose that she also had a thing for the same sex. Both girls' eyes lit up at each other's revelation and soon after had eyed each other closely. Especially when they were changing for a night out. Taylor's eyes roamed Morgan's soft features, while Morgan always had her eyes on Taylor's ass and on her panties. One Christmas, the two girls and their families were to gather at Taylor's home for their annual party. Taylor had been pacing the halls waiting for her best friend to arrive, but there was an added tingling deep in her pussy, the tingling of anticipation. Morgan had hinted to her on the phone the night before that she was going to do some naughty things to her at the party and wanted naughty things in return. Taylor, who had two of her fingers deep inside her dripping wet twat at the time, nearly came from the stimulation of Morgan's husky voice and from the description of the explicit actions she was going to experience in 24 hours' time. She thought of Morgan's breasts and how soft they were, of her lips against her own, of Morgan's smooth legs draped on her shoulders as she ate her wet pussy. They were going to do more to each other than any boy had ever done, and each had given the other their first orgasms as a part of heavy phone sex. The thought of her naked form turned her on to no end and her little bikini panties were starting to get soaked. Soon, the doorbell rang and in walked Morgan. She was dressed in a pair of black slacks and a sweater, keeping her warm in the freezing temperatures. Her blonde hair was wrapped in a ponytail and was almost running to the brunette. Both smiled as they embraced before Morgan gave Taylor a kiss on the cheek. Taylor nearly flooded her panties; even when she kissed she thought Morgan was sexy. The two girls stayed with their family for a few minutes; the hugs and kisses went around like usual family gatherings, but as soon as they were done with exchanging pleasantries they excused themselves and went upstairs to Taylor's bedroom. When they got upstairs the pair embraced longer, each taking in the sweet smell of the other. But before the pair pulled away, their lips compressed against the other, and an electric spark shot through their bodies and around the room. There, safely away from the prying ears and eyes of their relatives and friends, they began to tell the other their deepest desires and thoughts since they spoke the previous evening. Taylor spoke of kissing her for hours, Morgan told her girlfriend of being kissed and sucked all over her body. Soon, they were kissing again, with Taylor and Morgan's tongues meeting in a frenzy inside their mouths. Both were moaning slightly as they kissed, enjoying the feel of the other's tongue and the other's lips. After a few minutes of kissing, Morgan broke away and pulled her sweater, shirt and bra off and offered her lovely breasts for Taylor to suck. Taylor obeyed the unspoken command, lightly rubbing her friends' breasts with her hands, feeling the softness of her skin and how hard her nipples were. She took one of the nubs into her mouth and sucked, swirling her tongue around the nipple, feeling her breast rise into her mouth. Morgan was moaning at the attention her breasts were receiving and she loved it all. Morgan pulled Taylor's face away from her tits and then turned the tables on the young brunette. Flipping her onto her back, she jumped on her, straddling her waist, her legs on the outside of Taylor's supple limbs. She began to kiss Taylor again, this time the kiss growing in passion and intensity. Soon she slid her hands up Taylor's shirt and began to cup her breasts, feeling their weight in her grasp. She smiled at her friend, pulling her shirt off before unclasping her bra. She began to give the same treatment to Taylor's boobs as Taylor gave to her, but she pulled slightly on her right nipple, giving Taylor a slight pain, although it was a pleasurable pain. Taylor shrieked softly, remembering the group of people downstairs. The blonde moved down Taylor's body, kissing and sucking on the skin. She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped Taylor's pants, sliding them down her legs before she took off her dark blue thong. She licked her lips as she took in the perfectly shaved pussy, seeing that Taylor was already aroused. Slick, tangy cream lined the outside of her pussy and she wanted to taste all of it. She smirked at her girlfriend, bending in for one more kiss. Then she dived between Taylor's legs, spreading them even more to give her better access to the sweet flower between them. She took a tentative lick, feeling the brunette squirm under the touch of her tongue. Taylor shivered. Then Morgan took two fingers and separated Taylor's lips before driving her face inside. She drilled her tongue inside her pussy, pleasuring Taylor in ways they didn't know were possible. They were moaning softly and at times, Taylor had to stuff a pillow in her mouth to suppress screams of passion. Morgan was flicking her tongue along the puffy folds and when she reached Taylor's clit, a slight shudder coursed through the brunette's body, making her shake in tiny orgasms. Taylor was egging her on, telling her to eat her pussy and to make her cum. She got her wish minutes later, feeling an explosive energy beginning in her pelvis and shooting off in multiple directions as Morgan slid two fingers in and out of the drenched pussy. It took several moments for the orgasm to subside. Morgan left her perch between Taylor's legs, her mouth and face glistening with the brunette's juices. She had slid her fingers back into Taylor's pussy, scooping up the remnants of cum and told her to open her mouth. She did as she was told, and Morgan let her feast of her cum-filled digits. She also informed her that she would be eating more in a few minutes, and Taylor was very intrigued as to what she meant by that. She found out after Morgan stripped seductively out of her slacks and her pink thong panties. She had a freshly clean-shaven pussy, which Taylor found to be sexy. Morgan returned to the bed, stretched out on top of Taylor, kissed her, and turned her over so Taylor was on top. She pleaded with her to eat her pussy, yet Taylor was slightly intimidated. She had never licked a pussy before, but she had fantasized repeatedly about it. There it was, only a few feet from her face. She knew she was ready for this and there wasn't anyone else she wanted to try this out with. Her curiosity was about to be quenched. Taylor began the slow journey down Morgan's tight body. She kissed her neck, then down to her breasts. She licked down her stomach and circled her belly button, then made the short dash to her groin. She licked at the lips of her friend's juicy pussy, which was slowly leaking with a stream of pussy juice. She liked the taste; it was a sweet taste, like honey. Taylor continued, doing what she knew she liked and thought Morgan would like. She was nibbling on Morgan's inner pelvis, sucking on the folds near her clit without actually touching it. Then she stiffened her tongue and dragged it up and down her pussy lips. Morgan was nearly beside herself as she was mumbling incoherently, her body going rigid every time Taylor's virgin tongue hit the perfect spots. She kept her tongue stiff and started to fuck her pussy with smooth, long strokes. In and out and from side to side her tongue swept, but then she did something she didn't intend: she accidentally set Morgan off. She was in the middle of dropping her tongue in and out of the blonde's pussy when her tongue hit her engorged clit. That made Morgan shiver, and before long Morgan was begging Taylor to keep her mouth right there and suck. Taylor kept her mouth there, looking right into Morgan's eyes as she did it. She was sucking as if her life depended on sucking this clit forever, dragging the juices into her mouth, her stomach receiving a good supply of cum. She wanted to drink all of Morgan down until she couldn't drink anymore. As her orgasm subsided, she pushed Taylor away before pulling her up so they could lay down eye to eye. They kissed softly, thanking each other for the orgasms. They embraced, their hands roaming up and down each other's backside. Taylor's nimble hands found Morgan's ass and she gave it a squeeze. Morgan smiled, found Taylor's bum and spanked it playfully. The pair lay there for a little while, recovering from the intense oral sessions they went through. They kissed a lot, tasting each other's pussy on their mouths. After a while, the girls were rejuvenated and Morgan asked Taylor what else they could have fun with. That is when Taylor smirked and said to her that she had a good idea and for her to stay put. She left her room naked and went into her sisters' room next door and after rummaging through the closet, she returned with her hands behind her back and a devilish grin on her face. She revealed her sisters' 8-inch strap on dildo and Morgan was practically giddy when she saw it. Taylor slid the toy around her waist with the fake cock protruding from just above her pussy before telling the blonde to get on her hands and knees. Morgan was shivering with anticipation and was already prepared for the huge toy to enter her. Taylor kneeled behind her on the bed and slowly rubbed the head of the cock along her pussy lips. Morgan was begging for it. But instead of putting it into her pussy, she brought the dildo up to Morgan's asshole and rubbed it around the opening. Morgan was in heaven, telling her to fuck her ass hard. Taylor snapped her hips slightly and the toy slid right inside of her. Morgan bellowed a deep moan as the dildo filled up her tight anal cavity. Taylor started to move her body, feeling the power she had with the dildo strapped to her body. She was holding onto Morgan's hips as she set a good pace, ramming the fake cock in and out of her. Morgan was screaming into the pillow as her friend fucked her doggy style. The prosthetic balls were slapping on her clit, giving Morgan more stimulation than she could handle. She started cumming all over the fake dick, her pussy spasming her juices all over the fake balls. Taylor removed the phallus from her ass with a pop, and Morgan moaned. It was like she wanted the cock back inside her ass to fill the void. But Taylor had another idea. Instead of returning it to its home away from home, she kneed her way up the bed to Morgan's mouth and made her suck on it. The blonde savored the taste, swirling her tongue around the head of the fuck dick before taking it deep into her mouth. After it was clean, Taylor unstrapped it and returned it to her sister's closet, before going back to her friends' side to fall asleep. Then it hit them -- they remembered the party.