4 comments/ 64846 views/ 16 favorites Best Friend's Brother By: The_New_Mr_E Megan Cole was sexy and she knew it. Her long, curly, auburn hair danced across her shoulders as she spun in-front of the mirror. Her skin was pale, her lips red and her eyes piercing green. Her face was alluringly innocent with rounded features and a surprisingly sexy little nose. She was a big girl but her rounded butt and shapely hips gave her a classical, if exaggerated, hourglass figure. However it was her boobs that made her the most proud; her two big, soft, bouncy, 38GG masses of tit-flesh. She squeezed them playfully in her hands. She twisted the nipples between her fingers. She brought each up to her mouth in turn and sucked them like a hungry child. She could have happily spent all day pleasuring herself but she had errands to run so reluctantly she got ready to go out. Getting dressed she reached for her favourite red bra. Strapping it on her, tit-flesh spilled over the top of the massive cups. She kissed the top of each boob before squeezing them into her favourite black t-shirt, the word princess spelled out in sequins across her chest. She squeezed her fun-bags together and giggled at the cavernous cleavage framed before her by the low cut top. She finished the look with a pink mini-skirt, fishnet stockings and knee high leather boots. She didn't bother with underwear. The whole outfit could only have more blatantly said "Fuck Me" if she had spelt out out across her chest in neon letters. Actually she might have to try that next time she went clubbing. She finished dressing and gave her self one last look in the mirror before heading out. It was a beautiful sunny day. As Megan walked down the street she smiled to herself. She was a big, beautiful woman and she loved it! She loved the fact that almost every guy and more than a few of the girls were checking her out. She particularly loved turning the heads of hot guys out for a walk with their stick-insect, bleached-blonde, silicone-pumped girlfriends. Soon it became a game to see just how much attention she could get. She thrust her chest out, wiggled her hips and winked at every bloke she passed. Most of them were struck dumb by the sight of her. One even walked into a tree which caused Megan no end of amusement. Eventually she reached her destination; the home of her best friend Honeysuckle Jones. She noted the light on upstairs as she approached the front door. She knocked on the door and waited patiently for the response. When the door eventually did open it was not her friend standing before her but a rather hot, well built guy. He was probably in his mid-twenties and from the look of his body he worked out regularly. He was six foot tall at least. His haircut consisted of a military style "buzz-cut". Megan instinctively thrust her chest out and pushed her arms together to accentuate her cleavage. This had the desired effect as she felt his eyes roam around her body before he finally managed to speak. "Hey, I'm Frank. What can I do for you?" "Oh, you must be Honey's brother (only her parents actually called her Honeysuckle). She talks about you a lot. I'm Megan." "Nice to meet you. Honey's not here at the moment but I think she might be back soon. Your welcome to come in and wait." Megan didn't wait for him to move but slid passed him in the doorway. She heard him gasp under his breath as her tits brushed against his chest. She settled down in the lounger, he fixed her a drink and they began to talk. She listened intently as he talked about the tour in Afghanistan from which he had just returned. All the time Megan was aware he was checking her out. His eyes seemed to drink in every contour of her body, though inevitably they focused most of their attention on her tits. He was hot and she was flattered. "So are you going keep looking at the menu or actually order something?" Megan smiled. "Sorry?" "You've been checking me out ever since I got here and from the size of the tent in your pants you like what you see." "It wouldn't be right. Your Honey's friend and I'd feel like I was taking advantage." "Your already taking advantage. I know for a fact Honey isn't back from her dads until tomorrow. She gave me a key to let myself in and collect some stuff I left here. I only knocked when I saw the lights on. The only reason you would lie to me was to find keep me here so you could check me out. Now drop the pretence and get over here." With that Megan slid her legs apart to reveal her perfect, pink pussy in all its glory. Like a moth to flame Frank was drawn across the room to where Megan was sitting. He knelt in front of her and began to massage her tits with his big, strong hands. "I suppose you want to see them?" "Yes I do." "You want to see my big, soft tits? You want to suck them and lick them all over?" "Yes!" "Then say it!" "I want to see your big, soft tits! I want to suck them and lick them all over!" "Say please." "Please!" He gasped. Megan smiled as she began to slowly peel the tight fabric from her smoother, delicate skin. She removed her top at an agonisingly slow pace, delighting in teasing her new toy. Next she slowly removed her bra. He gasped as each meat-mountain sprung out of its confinement to rest proudly on her chest. Instinctively Frank leant in and began to suck Megan's tits. He was like a dog with a bone; slobbering all over her as his tongue sought to cover every inch of her massive fun-bags. Megan just lay back in her chair and enjoyed the sensation of his wet tongue on her soft flesh. She sighed and moaned as he sucked her nipples. He buried his head between them in an effort to lick both at once. Megan held her tits and rubbed them all over his face as he did so, smothering him between them. Every now and then he came up for air but he was soon back pleasuring those titanic tits. "Oh that's good! Oh you like my tits don't you! They love you!" Twice she orgasmed from the attention on her tits alone. The second time she came when he gently nibbled her nipple with his teeth. He didn't let up and she held the orgasm longer than she had ever felt possible. Her pussy felt so wet now; it was practically crying out for some attention. Subtly she hiked up her skirt, glad that she had had the foresight to not wear panties, The next time he paused for breath she grabbed his head and forced it down between her legs. So under her spell was he that he didn't offer any resistance. "Lick my pussy and lick it good! Feast on my juicy, wet cunt!" Frank started slow making long, luxurious licks the length of her pussy. He moaned sensually as the taste and scent of sweet pussy assaulted his senses. Megan convulsed and groaned at the expert attention her pussy was receiving. This guy was no armature and he clearly wanted to show off. Megan was more than happy to let him. After what felt like a blissful eternity of slow licks his lips latched onto her pussy and he went to work on her clit. Megan had never felt anything like it as his tongue battered her clit into submission. Short, powerful, purposeful thrusts of his tongue pleasured her pussy in a way she never thought possible. She's had her pussy eaten before but this was something else. "Ooohmygodohmygodohmygod!" Megan cried out loud in pleasure. Frank never let up the pace as his tongue danced with her clit. At one point she thought she was going to black out from the pleasure but she didn't stop him. She never wanted him to stop. Eventually it had to end and with one powerful thrust he brought her to climax. Her screams of pleasure rocked the house on its foundations. As she collapsed back into her chair she grinned from ear to ear. "That...was...amazing! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" "Afghanistan. We had a French interpreter assigned to us. I learnt a lot from her." "Sounds hot!" "She was. Nothing on you mind. You know I've always fancied you?" "Yeah it was pretty obvious. Now lets get those trousers down and I can show you some of my home-grown talents." Frank stood up and slid off his trousers. Megan could see his dick straining against the fabric of his boxers. She traced the outline with her finger before hooking it over the elastic and pulling down his boxers. His dick sprung out to meet her. It wasn't the longest she'd seen but it was definitely the thickest. After all the excitement it was rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. She reached out and began stroking it sensually. "Ooh that's a nice dick. What ever should I do with it?. I think I know what you want me to do with it. I think you want me to slide it between these hot, red lips ans suck you off." "Oh yes! Very much so!" "What's the magic word?" "Please!" Megan leaned in and flicked the end of his dick with her tongue. He gasped as she began circling the head then running her tongue along his length. Then her lips parted and inch by inch she slid his meaty member into her hungry mouth. She began to bob her head as his dick slid in and out. After the pussy-licking she had just received she was determined to give him the blow-job of his life. As Megan knew the key to a good blow-job is variety. As her head bobbed over his dick she licked up his dick, round his dick and over his dick. When she pulled right in she cupped and licked his balls. When she pulled out she licked and teased the head of his cock. All the time she never broke eye contact. Her emerald eyes coupled with her cute, round face somehow managed to look innocent even with a cock sliding between her lips. She had no trouble deep-throating him but from his moans of pleasure she knew he enjoyed it. Then she suddenly pulled back and slipped his dick between her titanic tits. His dick disappeared into the valley between her massive meat mountains. "Oh Megan! Oh you tits feel incredible!" "I thought you'd like that; my big, soft, titties wrapped around your hot, throbbing cock!" "Oh my god, yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" "Fuck my big titties!" He responded with passion, thrusting his dick between her tits as her hands pushed them tighter together. Her saliva on his dick served as lubricant and it battled against its fleshy prison. She spat down into her cleavage to keep him sliding smoothly. His hips bucked in and out as he drove his dick between her tits. His breathing was getting faster and faster. "I'm can't hold it much longer!" "Don't you cum yet! I'm hungry and your hot, thick cum is just what I fancy. I want every little drop sliding down my throat and into my tummy!" Pulling his dick from between her tits she began to pump the base of his cock with her expert fingers. She licked her lips in anticipation of the treat that awaited her. With a cry he came and she took every single spurt of cum into her mouth. She was as good as her word and swallowed every little drop. As he pulled out of her mouth she smiled contently, very much the cat that got the cream. A dribble of cum slid from her the side of her mouth but she wiped it up cutely with her finger and sucked it off. "Now your amazing! I've fucked pussies that weren't as good as your tits!" "Well might I just say that was some fine tasting cum." "God, Megan I think I love you!" "I bet you say that to all the strangers who tit-fuck you on sight!" Frank collapsed into Megan's arms, physically and mentally exhausted. She cradled his head to her tit and he began to suck on her erect nipple. They lay there in contented silence as he sucked each tit in turn. She swayed his head gently as he sucked on his treat of tit-flesh. Before she knew it he was hard again and she was ready for the main event. "I want you to fuck me now!" "I want to fuck you!" "Then I'm going to take your dick and stick it into my hot, wet pussy. My pussy wants your dick. My pussy needs your dick!" Megan rose to her feet, lifting Frank up with her until they stood facing each other. Then she guided him backwards, pushed him down onto the opposite chair and mounted him. Using her hand to guide it she slid onto his dick, letting out an involuntary gasp as it slid between her pussy lips. Starting slowly at first she began to bounce on his rock-hard dick. Frank squeezed and licked her tits as they bounced in-front of him. She moaned softly as she rocked back and fourth. She loved mounting a guy; the way it drove his dick deep inside her. He tried to buck his hips but under her weight she was in full control. She set the pace and the tempo. All he could do was lay back in his chair and enjoy the ride. For what seemed like an eternity of bliss she pumped his dick with her soaking-wet cunt. Her long hair cascaded about her shoulders as she moved gently up and down. She leant in and kissed him passionately as they rocked together in ecstasy. Then slowly but surely her motions grew faster and harder. She began to moan louder and louder. Soon she was fucking him for all he was worth, driving his dick into her hungry cunt. Megan never let up the pace for a second as she tirelessly pounded his dick. His breathing was getting harder and faster every second. He was determined to last as long as he could but he knew he would cum soon. Megan was like an animal as she fucked him relentlessly. She lost count of how many orgasms she had. "Oh Megan! Oh I can't last much longer!" "Do you want to cum? Do you want to shoot your hot, sticky baby-batter into my hungry cunt. Don't worry, I'm on the pill. Fill me up with your seed! I want it! I want all of it!" That was it. He came harder than he ever had in his life as her expert pussy-lips nursed his spewing cock. She felt a warm glow of contentment as he filled her with cum. "Megan you are something else!" "Your not so bad yourself, babe." His dick still there in her pussy they fell asleep in each others arms. When they awoke an hour later she looked into his eyes and smiled. "Honey isn't back until tomorrow. You ready for round two?" Best Friend's Brother Sarah couldn't believe what was happening. Seconds ago they were having a conversation and now she was on top of Kyle. Her brain was screaming at her to stop immediately but the second his hand slipped into her jeans all she could think was how badly she wanted more. They kissed hungrily each fulfilling the other's unconscious needs. Kyle was Sarah's best friend and roommate's older brother. He had flown in 2 days earlier and was crashing on their couch for a couple weeks. Sarah had seen him only a dozen times in the 10 years she and Kate had been friends and they had said maybe 2 words to each other that entire time. To go from no communication to sudden physical communication didn't seem to bother either of them. Sarah had only been trying to gain some ground in the communication department. She had sat down beside him on the couch and began asking basic questions. He politely answered everything eventually asking her a couple questions of his own. Then without much warning they lunged at each other and now he was teasing her with one hand and undoing her bra with the other. Sarah hadn't expected any of this. She had never heard that Kyle had a girlfriend... ever. He and girl were never mentioned in the same sentence in fact. Yet he was attractive in that looks alone could snag him something decent kind of way. Once her bra was free Kyle removed it and her shirt with in one quick motion. His one hand remained inside her pants while the other moved to support her as she arched her back. His mouth found her left nipple, which sent shock waves through her entire body. It all felt so good but she was sick of being teased. She leaned forward and kissed Kyle deeply as her hands found the bottom of his shirt and then she swiftly pulled it up over his head and tossed it onto the floor. "Wooooow!" Sarah breathed out as she her eyes traced over his torso, up his chest and to his bare arms. "You should NOT keep this hidden!" Seconds later their jeans were on the floor and they quietly took in each other. Sarah knew there was nothing terribly special about her body, she hated most of it but Kyle didn't seem to have any issues with it at all! He on the other hand was toned all over. Sarah had not expected it at all but he did work on a fishing boat so that probably had something to do with it. Kyle sat back onto the couch and pulled her onto him. Straddling his lap she slowly let him enter her sending more shocks of pleasure through her body. A slight moan escaped Sarah. She met Kyle's eyes as she allowed her body to fully appreciate his size. Their lips met as their hips began working with each other. Sarah loved how sensual the feeling was but she wasn't disappointed when he without warning laid her down on the couch and powerfully entered her again. She wrapped her legs around his hips and encouraged him to go faster and deeper. His lips never left her body and before he came he kissed her deeply sending her over the edge as well. That evening Kyle didn't head out to a bar with his friends. Instead to Kate's surprise he stuck around to have dinner with them. Later that night instead of coming in late he was cumming in Sarah. With Kate asleep in the next room they fucked as quietly as possible. Kyle keeping his mouth glued to Sarah's to help muffle any sounds she made. Sarah loved him on top of her. She loved how the muscles in his arms flexed with every little movement. She loved how her legs felt gripping his hips and how when he made her cum her fingers and toes curled as if stopping the pleasure from shooting out of her. Kate was surprised to see her brother at dinner every night after that. He told her his friend's shift at work at been changed to overnights so they had been hanging out during the day. In reality Kyle had been using the day to get to know every inch of Sarah. Sarah couldn't remember the last time she had been this happy although knowing Kyle had a job to go back to had her a little on edge. While at first it was just sex she had developed all of those feelings you're not suppose to develop for someone when it's just about sex. Kyle had changed too. He talked a lot more which Kate seemed to pick up on. Sarah would catch him looking at her in a way that wasn't purely sexual and he'd grin before looking away. Whenever they could they'd find a way to touch. At dinner Sarah would slip her foot behind his. If they were alone watching TV Kyle would pull her close and not let go until Kate got home and if they were walking anywhere they'd nonchalantly link pinkies while Kate wasn't paying attention. Sneaking around made everything more intense although Sarah hoped it had more to do with chemistry than secrecy. One night while they lay in bed together Kyle put his arms around Sarah and pulled her close. "I'm not sure I want to leave." He said lightly kissing her neck. "Then don't!" Sarah whispered lacing her fingers through his. "OH MY GOD!" Kate shrieked, dropping her coffee mug onto the carpet. Sarah and Kyle jerked awake and stared helplessly at a very shocked pajama-clad Kate standing in the doorway. "Kate... I ... we... ugh, " Sarah stammered as she pulled the sheet tighter around herself. "Don't!" Kate said, "I can't believe you're fucking my brother! I mean I should have known, you two have been so chatty lately. UGH, god what a mess." Kate walked back to the kitchen to get a towel to soak up the coffee that had seeped into the pale beige carpet. Kyle slid out of bed and slipped his jeans on just as Kate returned. "You're not allowed to be mad." Kyle started to say but Kate raiser her hand silently telling him to save it. "I honestly don't give a shit who you guys fuck around with I'd just like to know when my best friend and brother hook up so I don't feel like a complete idiot when I walk in on them all cozy. Seriously you thought I'd be mad... you're two of my favourite people why the hell would I be upset?" Kate laughed to herself as she tossed the towel to Kyle. "Dab that up would ya!" and with that she was gone leaving Kyle and Sarah to allow the discovery to sink in. Sarah began mulling over what to say but before she could formulate a sentence Kyle sat down on the bed next to her and pulled her close. "I guess now we don't have to keep you quiet at night!" He said leaning back. "Oh yeah because keeping her up all night will definitely keep her in support of this situation!" Sarah said pulling Kyle down on her. Best Friend's Brother Me and my best friend would Skype each other since we finished high school. I was now doing computing in college while he started work straight away in a diner somewhere a few towns away from where I lived. This meant we couldn't really hang out as much as we used to. It was in about 10th grade that I came out, and my best friend did about two months after I did. However, we didn't do anything together. Unlike those teens who feel the need to 'experiment' with each other, we remained friends. Of course, that doesn't mean I hadn't fooled around with others in high school. I blew a few people, a few people blew me. I also gave out a few hand-jobs. But never full-blown sex. I'd always felt scared, and also in my mind; actual sex made me feel like I'd be a whore. Yet somehow I felt doing other stuff was totally fine. But anyway; Skype. It was really great to talk for hours on end. My best friend, Jay, had an older brother called Scott. He always seemed to be in Jay's room whenever we were video chatting. Mainly because Jay owned the XBOX. This meant our conversations were quieter than hoped, because Scott was playing away, complaining if we made too much noise. Scott is the kind of guy that hadn't really grown up since being 12. When Jay would leave the room, Scott liked to joke around with me, like flipping me off or making the weirdest faces known to man. His face was naturally quite handsome; the strong features, the smouldering eyes, cheeky grin. His hair was cut short into a dark brown faux-hawk, showing off his face. He's also really built, as well. He works at a gym or something, so it's part of the job for him to be fit. Just a few years ago he was a little overweight, always eating chips while playing games all day, when his hair was a mop. What made him sort himself out was when the girl he was crushing on had rejected him, and he devoted his life on getting all fit then rejecting her in revenge. But after all that he started dating her for a few months, until she caught him in bed with someone else. I didn't know all the details, because it was never my business. So our only interaction was just on Skype for a few minutes while Jay was doing something else like getting food or going to the bathroom. It was just an average Tuesday at 8pm, I was tired after a 7-hour day at college, and Jay only had a 3-hour shift. We were chatting about a lot of stuff; college, work, that new video game with so much hype even though it isn't even that good. Scott was gaming in the room as usual. It was interrupted by Jay suddenly realising he'd left his phone at the diner, and he needed to get it. His phone was his lifeline, he needed to be called by his manager in the morning about work-related stuff, his phone was his alarm-clock, and he'd need his phone fully-charged for after work tomorrow when he was going out. The diner was only a few blocks away from his three-bedroom house which he shared with his family, so he left to go get it. I was staring at the screen for a moment, wondering what I should do. So I began going through facebook. Mostly the same stuff; girls moaning about their boyfriends, people posting pictures of them at lame parties, all the usual. The video chat was now a small box in the corner of the computer monitor, which only showed the backdrop of Jay's bedroom. Then the box showed movement, which I naturally assumed was Jay back. As I maximised the chat. I was completely wrong. Scott was standing in front of the screen, just staring at me. "What?" I asked with a smirk, waiting for some prank or remark about something. Scott just smiled at me, and pulled down his grey sweat-pants. A massive bulge formed underneath his white boxer-briefs, and sprung out as he pulled those down as well. His cock was bigger than I'd ever seen before, and thicker too. Dark pubic hair spread around his cock and balls. He was completely hard, and began to stroke himself in front of the camera as he stared at me. I watched in amazement, shock and slight arousal 0xas he continued jerking himself off. The sudden sound of someone coming up the stairs stopped Scott completely, and he quickly pulled up his underwear and pants then sat down in front of the xbox, not before pressing his finger to his lips, gesturing me to keep quiet. Jay breezed through the room and slumped down on the chair, breathing heavily out of exhaustion. "So what's been going on?" Jay coughed. "Uh... Nothing. Just Facebook..." I lied, trying to keep a straight face and a hidden erection. I spent half the night wondering why Scott had done that. As far as I knew; he was a straight 21 year old with bad boy looks and a body every girl would want on top of her and every boy would dream of owning. He must have been drunk or something... It was Wednesday morning; I was chilling at home while Jay was at work. It was revolving around attempting to do homework while actually going through Facebook. It began with me going through Jay's wall, laughing at all the dumb stuff he puts on there, but then my eyes rested on a picture he posted a week ago. It was him, smiling next to his older brother. Scott was smiling back, not wearing a shirt. His body looked like it was sculpted by God himself. My hand uncontrollably clicked on his profile, where there were dozens of pictures with him half-naked. One in particular left so little to the imagination. He was at the beach, wearing only a pair of shorts. And those shorts were pretty revealing; they were soaked with seawater, outlining every detail. Even the outline of his crotch. That picture got me so hard, I had to relief the tension. I pulled down my boxer shorts, and began tugging at my dick. I stared at the picture, and unwillingly clicked on the next picture. Scott was still at the beach, this time; he was turned around. His shorts were moulded into the shape of his ass. The perfectly rounded shape, the outline of his butt crack was almost visible. I jerked off even harder to this one, and as I clicked to go to the next picture... I accidentally accepted a Skype video chat from Jay. It didn't seem possible to do that. Of course there were a few occasions where I'd do it, but usually I was careful. Before I knew it the screen flashed white, and a pair of dark brown eyes set on me, then my raging boner. But those eyes weren't Jay's, they were Scott's. "I see I came here at the right time." He joked (I assume). "But I guess you know why I'm here?" "Uh... Uh... What?" I stammered with embarrassment, and quickly hid my boner. "Yesterday. You liked what you saw, right?" He pressed, eyebrows raised. "W-why?" "I'll let you in on a little secret... I'm gay. And I really need some sex. The thing is; you're the only gay guy I know, that isn't my brother. So I propose we fuck." He spoke carelessly. A lump formed in my throat. This sounded too good to be true, and I'm sure he was yanking my chain. As I frowned, he cleared his throat. "So here's the plan! You're going to sleep over here this Friday with Jay. You suggest it, though. That's all you gotta do. I'll sort out the rest." "Okay..." I mumbled, hiding a forming grin. This was pretty exciting. That exact night I asked Jay if I could stay over at his. We hadn't done it in over a year, so he jumped at the idea. He was excited, but wasn't nearly as excited as I was. As the days approached, I tried to get myself prepared. I was showering everyday, taking special care of my asshole. Making sure it was clean, shaved, and of course; loose enough for anal sex. There was also the matter of my own appearance. I got a new haircut, tried working out as much as possible. It's not like I'm one of those skinny losers. I have muscle, I'm just not buff. As the day got closer, my emotions were all over the place. I was excited about being able to fuck Scott, but I feared the pain of butt sex. Even fingering myself didn't feel right. But I couldn't let Scott down; this was the opportunity of a lifetime. Then the day was here. Friday at 5 o'clock. I stood outside Jay's house with a sleeping bag and a change of clothes. Jay opened the door excitedly, and led me up to his room. Not much had changed in the six years we'd known each other. He was crazy for Call of Duty. Which was why nothing had changed in his room. Every poster to exist was on his wall, almost every collectible, it was like a museum. I set down my sleeping bag, and sat back as I watched him play... You guessed it! Call of Duty. He was destroying his enemies in multi player, while I just waited for night to come. We ate our delivered pizza while happily laughing about what we usually did. Scott came in from time to time, to steal some pizza, or give me meaningful stares. At about 9, Jay's parents went to bed. Their bedroom was at the end of the hall, one side of Scott's room. Jay was on the other side. After watching some action movie, Jay fell asleep out of exhaustion. He'd been working from 10 until 4 today, so it was painful for him. I waited a few minutes, before escaping the room. I opened the door of Scott's bedroom, where he was completely naked, waiting for me. "I've been waiting." He whispered, showing me his rock hard dick. The walls were paper-thin, which meant we had to be quiet. "So are you ready?" He asked quietly, and I nodded. Scott walked over to me, and pulled me in close. So he was going to prolong it... His lips met mine almost violently, and he forced his tongue into my mouth. Our tongue's fought for dominance as we groped each other, and then Scott let go. "I've been wanting to kiss a guy for so long." He admitted, then started another make out session. His mouth tasted like pizza and alcohol, which must have been him trying to calm his nerves. It was calming my nerves, though, as it became a very welcoming taste. Scott slowly pushed me onto his king-sized bed, and began tugging at my jeans. I broke away from him to pull my shirt over my head, and then we continued to suck each other's faces off. I began nibbling on his lower lip, and he finally pulled down my jeans. That just left me in my boxer shorts. Our sweaty bodies started to grind against each other, causing more heat. Scott began leading kisses all the way down my body, sending ripples of ecstasy through my body. Every single kiss felt like a small orgasm. As Scott reached the liner of my underwear, he lifted my legs over his broad shoulders, then removed my last piece of clothing. My ass was in full view of his face, and I could guess what was coming. I felt his warm tongue circle my asshole, then push deep inside me. It felt like fireworks went off in my stomach, and doubled the swelling of my erection. As he continued to rim me, I could only lay back and pant like a dog. Scott finished lubricating my anus, and then climbed on top of me. "So how do you wanna do it?" He asked seductively, I quivered slightly at the sound of his voice. "How about his?" I replied, swinging my legs off his shoulders and pinning him down to the bed. I climbed on top of him, and took hold of his dick. It felt massive in my hand, almost as thick as a coke can, but a lot longer. And I guided it to where it had to go. The eager head pressed against my asshole, until I sat down on it. We both made a noise of utter pleasure, like a spluttered sigh of relief. Despite the pain, it felt amazing. I bounced on top of him, trying to make sure the bed didn't squeak. My hands trailed all over Scott's sweaty body, tracing all of his muscles, teasing his nipples with my fingers. "We... Gotta stay... Quiet." Scott persisted with a whisper. I looked down at him, then smiled. "It's okay. They won't hear us." I reassured, and leaned in for another kiss. After about 8 minutes of Scott making sexy strained moans, I felt him shoot his load inside me. I didn't expect it to feel so good. As soon as he came I began rotating my ass on his softening cock, which was still in me. Twenty seconds later I came, sending a rope of warm cum all over Scott's chest and stomach. I slowly licked it off his body, then started kissing him again, this time letting my cum transfer between our mouths. He swallowed it, and then held me in a tight embrace. "Thank you." He whispered, hugging me tighter. "Anytime..." I replied. And boy did I mean it!