0 comments/ 48738 views/ 3 favorites Enter Meg Ch. 01 By: potsmokindino Sophie's aunt was out for the weekend, attending some conference on veterinary care. Meg did not know the extent that vets had when it came to such things. She always thought that they just gave shots and neutered pets whenever they were tasked. She knew there was some money to be earned in the business but how much was a mystery to her. Right now, she just wanted to watch for a change. They were waiting in her dining room, cans of beer strewn across the table, the sounds of silence entertaining the two young women. Sophie played with her long brown hair, her delicate fingers running through it. Her skin was fare, not much of a tan to it unlike Meg's. Hers was as tan as anyone's skin could be. She was like a bronzed statue, her raven black hair so dark that it let no light escape its silky grasp. Her slick, pouty lips, taut, slender figure and flawless face oozed sex like a leaky faucet that could not be fixed. She could not hide it even if she tried. The goddess that she was, her beauty knew no bounds. She chugged back more of her beer, savoring the taste as she waited. Sophie herself was nothing to look down upon. She had a full figure with well developed hips and full lips with penchant to use them on either Meg or the men she dated. Meg eyed her for a while as this was her plan. It was Meg's idea but Sophie thought up the plan. "Where is he?" she asked impatiently. "Chill..." Sophie shrugged. "He'll be here. So chill." "Easy for you to say, Sophie... you're going to get fucked." "Oh, shut up!" she giggled. "This was your idea!" "I know but I don't know how this will play out," Meg looked away. "I haven't done anything like this, I mean it's not like watching porn..." "Who knows... it might be," Sophie grinned. "Only live." "Yeah, but I want to see how long I can hold out before..." "Before you join in?" "Shut up," she laughed. That was what she wanted now. Meg was a true to life jezebel who loved to be loved by men and women. For her, it did not matter which sex was giving her what she needed, as long as she got it and she was satisfied. She lived for the pleasures of the flesh and sought it out often but she wanted to try out something new this time. Instead of getting fucked, she wanted to watch someone getting fucked. And not just by anyone, someone good, a real machine. Someone who could make her tingle all over without laying a hand on her. A bona fide stud that could go all night long and still go some more. A lot of the men she had been with could not wait to get their rocks off with her. "So, this guy..." "He's good," Sophie nodded. "Very good." "How good?" "Like I said, good." "How good?" "For Christ sake, Meg!" her tone was a slightly annoyed one. "Just take my word for it!" "I'm sorry if I don't trust you," Meg grinned this time. "But I have to be sure." "Fine..." she sighed. "You know all the guys you, me and Lola share?" "Duh," Meg rolled her eyes. The two of them and close friend of theirs, Lola, made up a trio who often shared the studs they were fucking, the good ones that is. Lola herself was a very good looking woman, a redhead with a voluptuous body that made men leer everywhere she went. Throughout the semester, the three of them had spent a great deal of time in bed with together, the closest of friends, and a variety of well hung jocks and other studs. They enjoyed sampling those boys and men once each one of them had had their turn with them, taking turns enjoying the hard, deep fucks that they got. "This guy, he is hung and he is a fucking machine," she smiled. "He can really go the distance, believe me, Meg. You have not fucked a man like this before." "Do I know him?" Meg leaned in closer, clearly interested. "Nope." "Is he one of the jocks?" "He isn't from school," she shook her head. "And he isn't a fucking boy... this guy's a man." "Who is he?" "He's my neighbor." "Then what is taking him so long?" "He likes to make an entrance." "Okay, fine..." Meg snickered. "And you say he's hung?" "Trust me. I've seen a lot of equipment before but I've never seen a man who could come close to his size." "He can't be that big," Meg said incredulously. "He is. Don't take my word for it. Just wait and see," Sophie sipped her beer. "That's the reason why I didn't tell you two about him at first. I wanted to keep him all to myself." "Bitch..." Meg smiled. "Right back at you." "He'd better be hung, for your sake." "He is!" "I hope so..." Meg finished off her beer. "He better get here soon." "And he is," said a raspy, male voice. And Meg jumped in her chair like a startled cat. So did Sophie. Meg's empty can was tossed into the wind and it bounced off the floor. Sophie's chair dropped to the floor as well. "JESUS CHRIST!" Meg exclaimed. Her hands had been flayed in the air and now they were by her side. Her mane of hair was now all over the place so she straightened it. She cursed and soon faced the man who had nearly made her jump out of her skin. "What the hell is-" And then she saw him. Scruffy and rugged with longish, unkempt hair that was a shade of chocolate brown. He was tall, six foot one or two and that made him look slender even though he was covered in hard, ropey muscles. And he was good looking. Not pretty-boy good looking but rugged good looking, like one of those old school guys who worked hard for a living. He was probably in his thirties or something close to that. But it wasn't all that caused her to pause, it was his bright blue eyes. They were so clear, such a liquid blue, so mesmerizing. They looked so innocent yet they also looked hurt, as if they bore the weight of the world on a daily basis. Just looking at them made her want reach out and comfort them. But then that pain disappeared. "Hi..." was all that Meg could muster. He nodded. "You sure did make an entrance," Sophie laughed nervously. "You scared the shit out of us!" He shrugged. "I came here as soon as I could, so sorry for the delay," he gave a slight smile and looked at Meg. He offered his hand, "Dave." "Meg," she took it and shook it. His hand was rough while hers was smooth as a baby's bottom. His grip was very firm and reassuring for some reason. She liked it. "I see that the two of you are getting along very well," Sophie made her way to the two of them and rested her hands on their shoulders. "And I can see that we are kicking things off to a good start." Dave eyed her from the corner of his eye, giving her a knowing look. "And he knows what we're about to do?" Meg asked. "Oh, yeah," Sophie, only as tall as his shoulder, reached up and pulled his face down to hers. She kissed him. But it was not a simple peck on the lips but a full open mouthed smothering of the two. She plunged her tongue into his mouth as he did the same. It looked like they were trying to eat each other. Meg watched, keeping herself on a tight leash as they went on like she wasn't there. They went on for a while before Meg could stand no longer. "Ahem..." she tapped Sophie on the shoulder. Sophie took her time pulling herself away from Dave, leaving a long trail of saliva stemming from both their tongues. "I'm so sorry, Meg," Sophie giggled and gestured to the stairs that led upstairs. "Let's get going!" Without hesitation, she grabbed both of their arms and dragged them upstairs to the master bedroom. She quickly shoved them inside and locked the door. She immediately dragged a chair to the foot of the bed and stripped out of her clothes, her breasts jiggling as they were freed from her bra. Her big pink nipples were stiff in the cool air and the rest of her was smooth and soft as she pulled her underwear down. She hopped on the bed and looked at Dave. "Wait till you see what he's got in there..." she giggled some more. He shook his head with a smile and glanced at Meg who was watching him with unhidden interest. Then he began to strip. Sophie laughed and her jiggling tits looked very inviting to the both of them. He peeled off his shirt and she cooed softly at the sight of his bare chest and the rippling muscles of his body, and rubbed her boobs with her hands. Dave unzipped his pants, dropped them to the floor, pulled down his underwear, and Meg gasped. "Now that is what I call a cock," Sophie laughed loudly. "So do I..." Meg trailed off as she laid her eyes on his penis, her eyes bulging. Her heart was pounding. Meg had just laid her eyes on the longest, thickest, hardest cock she had ever seen. Meg's mouth fell open. It hung between his legs, almost to his knees, like a long, fleshy hose carelessly attached to his lower abdomen. At the sight of the naked image of Sophie and the eagerness of the lusty Meg, it came to life, rearing itself up and thickening, ready to penetrate all the awaiting holes that the two girls had. Without a second thought or a hint of a thought, Meg reached out and closed her fingers around the thick shaft. She let out a deep breath through her nose. He was so thick and so hard, and burned her fingers which weren't able to wrap completely around it. She pushed her hand from its head and all the way to the base of his cock, where her fingers brushed through the wiry hair on his mound. She ran her hand up the shaft, feeling his heat through the skin the encased it. It throbbed and pulsed with blood through her fingers. She eyed his testicles and saw something equally impressive. "God, it's burning up," she said. She moved her hand slowly up and down the shaft. God, how will he feel inside of me if he's this hot? Dave moaned softly from the back of his throat. "Does that feel good?" "Oh, yeah. Keep doing that," he touched her cheek, running his thumb across her lower lip. The way she stroked him was masterful, showing off the dexterity and skill of the young woman had gathered over the course of her adventures with sex. Looking at her now, he knew that she was going to make him fuck her. "You'll make me harder." Meg smiled. "And the better for me..." Sophie fingered herself. "You'd better believe it," he stroked Meg's lip more firmly. She took the thumb into her mouth and sucked it as her stroking of his member went on. She could not bear to take her eyes away from it. It held her gaze as if it hypnotized her. The way it scorched the inside of her hand turned her on, stirring up a deep feeling inside her body, quickening her ever pounding heart. The appendage she held stiffened even more under her touch. It was like there was a steel rod underneath the skin, waiting to burst out. She stroked even faster and reached with her free hand to weigh his heavy balls. She could only imagine the amount of cum that they held inside. Right at that moment she wanted to take him inside her, to feel him poke around in her channel, to feel him bring her to her rapture and to feel him fill her up with his juices. She licked her lips as she put both hands on him, feeling him up and imagining what he could do to her with that flesh-made rod. She thought about putting it in her mouth and swallowing his load. So did he. He wanted to shove it into her mouth and have her suck him dry. "Why don't you blow him?" Sophie said sarcastically. She was about to, undoubtedly if it weren't for Sophie. Remembering what she was here for, she let go of him reluctantly and backed off. "That's more like it..." Sophie smiled. He smirked at the disappointed look that Meg had but knew that it would not be there after he was done with Sophie as it would be her turn then. He sat on the bed and joined Sophie. The teenage girl grinned at the older man, rubbing her thighs together anxiously, awaiting his divine tool. He pulled her all the way up the bed, so she was lying lengthwise on her back. She raised her head to see what he was doing. He lowered himself between her legs. He fingered her pussy. He pulled his finger out of her cunt and licked it. He dropped his face to her bushy pussy and probed it with his tongue. " Oooo, I love it when you do that Sophie said, holding her legs spread wide. She dropped her head back to the mattress and her hips squirmed as she moaned, feeling very turned on. She was feeling so loose and easy that she would have no difficulty with an orgasm so soon. Watching intensely, Meg sat on her chair and bit her lip. You can do that to me too anytime. Dave licked her soft, warm lips with tender care. Very delicately, with his thumbs and fingers, he spread her lips and exposed her little pink clitoris. Sticking his tongue way out, he lightly rubbed the wet tip on the tiny bump. He wrapped his hands around her thighs to hold her steady and to keep her legs apart. He alternated between spearing his tongue into her cunt and bestowing his skilled attention on her clitoris. Sophie's body was undulating, and she was screaming in a rhythm to match. She must be coming, he thought. He didn't let up until it appeared that her orgasm was passing when her moans weren't as loud, and were longer and farther between. Realizing he had accomplished what he had set out to do, Dave raised his head with a smile from between her legs and crawled up the bed over her limp body. Sophie looked up and saw him. He towered over her, his hard body obscuring the light from above. She reached out and touched him then looked down. She saw his huge, erect cock dangling between his legs and moving toward her cunt. "Oh God," she said. She felt as if she was helplessly pinned to the bed with her legs spread and her cunt exposed, and Dave was about to administer a medieval torture device on her, almost like inserting a mace into her womanly parts, and she loved it all. "Don't be shy with that thing... just put it in," she said. "As always," he smiled. She put her hand on her flat belly and moved it down to her mound, where she parted the pink lips of her pussy and held them open. He placed the tip of his bludgeon-like cock at the shiny, wet opening, and pushed. "Hold on a bit, just hold on one bit," Sophie cried. She shifted her hips, raising them a little. "Okay, go ahead." "Ready now?" Dave asked. The head of his penis was just between the dripping wet lips of her pussy. "Oh yeah," Sophie grinned. "I'm ready for it." "As always," Dave lowered his hips and his cock began to slide into her. "Mmmm," she smiled, her eyes closed. All three of them could hear the wet, sucking sounds of her cunt opening to let his thick, stiff shaft enter. The sounds made Meg tingle all over. "What'd you think?" Dave pushed his cock in slowly, holding it in one spot and pumping with short, rapid thrusts, then lowering his weight and sliding more into her. She felt his warm belly on hers and the firm, round globes of his fat balls pressing against the cheeks of her ass, and she opened her eyes. All she could do was nod. "Have you got it all the way in?" Meg asked. Dave pressed into her as hard as he could. "Every bit of it, Meg," he said. "Can't you see it?" Meg nodded wordlessly. "Oh man, I can feel every bit of it," Sophie cried. "Good," he slammed his hips into her, his mound banging into hers. He earned a whimper out of her. Wanting to see if he did have his penis all the way in, Meg adjusted her chair and found a better view of the scene. She saw that his cock was all the way inside her friend. The lips of her pussy were stretched around him so much it looked like he was going to tear her open. But he was going in furiously and she was taking everything. Meg tried to imagine that it was her in that position and the tingling she felt grew, especially around her groin. Sophie hooked her legs around him and pulled him down to kiss her. His hips began to pound urgently, and Sophie hips responded by humping to keep up with him. Her tongue swirled with his in her mouth and she writhed beneath him as he pounded his cock into her. She was panting and gasping, holding on desperately. Meg saw everything and was having a hard time containing herself. The things that she saw were what she wanted done onto her, the way he fucked Sophie, the way he made her moan and groan. She had never seen her do that before. She had been in bed with her dozens of times with other guys but she had never once seen Sophie react this way. The way his tight ass moved up and down like a hammer was mesmerizing. If he kept this up, she'd be on that bed pushing Sophie out of the way so she could have some of that action. Dave was only vaguely aware that they were heading towards the edge of the bed with all their movement, but he didn't pay much attention. All he knew was that his climax was approaching and he was going to fill her with cum. Then he remembered Meg, who was watching intently. She was here to see an exceptionally erotic scene and he was supposed to deliver it for her. The fact that he was being watched as he fucked this young and horny high school girl by another, equally horny but all the more hotter, high school girl made him want to shoot his load really bad. He increased his pace and kept pumping hard and fast, wasting no time as Sophie was coming, even though she hadn't expected another orgasm but he did expect that. That was why he had eaten her out before, to ease her up so he could fuck her brains out without a thought. She humped with him, feeling the thick pole of flesh plunder into her, and the whole bed rocked and pounded on the floor. Meg just wanted to see him come. Suddenly Dave reached his climax. He held on for a few moments, pulling himself out of her immediately in one quick motion and flopped it down onto her flat belly. As soon as his cock came out, she groaned and her legs collapsed to the bed. He grabbed a hold of it and pumped his fist across it fast. Meg watched while Sophie lifted her head to see it. His body jerked in fits and spasms as he released. His load reached all the way up over her belly to her tits and was squirting the vast load that was his cum onto them, which was more than enough to drench them. His ass clenched and he fired more. "Shit!" Meg gasped. "Damn..." Sophie stared in shock as the monstrous cock spewed more sperm all over her. He went on and on. It looked like he would not stop. Long ropes of his cum reach over to her breasts and face, landing there with each spurt. Her eyes shut tight as her face was hit. The hot, sticky, runny stuff ran down and took up residence amongst the crevices and contours of her faces. She loved the feeling that she felt when she was showered with his juices. He looked at the alluring Meg, who was sitting on her chair quietly, watching them as he came. He knew just by looking at her that she had lovely tits and a flat stomach that was firm and her hair too was so fantastic to look at. It was so dark and silky and had a sheen to it in the dim light of the room. He would like to cum on her, and splatter his white liquid on her soft tits, her face and her mane of hair. He'd like to cum in her mouth, which was hanging open in fascination. She would look so good with his sperm on her lips, and her mouth would feel so wonderful around him. It was an experience he wanted to enjoy. Meg only watched, lost in the moment of raw sexual activity. But he knew her thoughts were the same as his. The shower began to finally die down let the rest squirt on her belly and tits, his cock laying on her lower belly and pubic mound. She felt the end of his orgasm and had to see him. Panting, she opened her eyes and looked up at him through the mass of her brown hair, then down at the streams of pearly, white sperm on her skin. "That was the best..." she moaned, running her fingers through his cream. "I'll say..." Meg commented. Dave smiled at her. She was covered in thick splotches of white and translucent fluid, from her face to her stomach and both her breasts were dripping with it. There was even some in her hair. She took his cock in her hand and rubbed it through the cream that covered her. He bent down and licked up globs of cum off her tits. He collected it all in his mouth and inched forward toward her face. She and Meg looked at him. He moved like a cat on the prowl, his eyes looking deep in the eye. They studied his face, his eyes were dead set on Sophie and his lips and chin were smeared with his cum. Enter Meg Ch. 01 He pressed his lips onto hers and waited for her to open up her mouth. When she did, he fed her the sperm he carried in his mouth, giving a mouthful of it. She readily accepted his gift and swallowed. Meg had unknowingly dropped her hand onto her groin, pressing it hard. She was so turned on by the way he fed Sophie. It was like a bird feeding its chick, giving her life giving fluid as she hungrily yearned for it. She now wished she was in Sophie's position, having his tongue and cream swirling inside her mouth lustfully. They pulled apart and Meg got a better look at his cock. After seeing a display like that, she could not help but feel disappointed. She knew after coming like that, any guy would have his dick spent, limp as a dead man. He would definitely be drooping after that. But she was surprised by what she saw in Sophie's hands. "You're still hard?" her eyes were wide in astonishment. "As a rock," he smiled at her as he moved his hips back and forth, fucking Sophie's hands. Sophie looked up from her position and said, "I told you he was good." "I had no idea how good..." she smiled. "Now you know," he took his cock back and slid it inside Sophie again. She wrapped her legs around him and stroked his sides as he continued his session. He lowered himself and his length disappeared completely into her. His body touched hers and the cum on her became glue between their bodies. He forced her legs to spread wider as he let all of his weight settle on top of her. He could feel his heavy balls pressed against her soft ass cheeks. Her back arched off the bed. "Oh fuck," she groaned. Dave moved up to lick her ear and at the same time pulled his cock back and plunged it into her aggressively. She whimpered again. Her ass was squirming under her and that made his cock move side to side in her cunt while he moved it in and out. She turned her head back and kissed him deeply. She was moving her ass as much as she could, which was not as much as she would have liked. He went relentlessly, never stopping for a spell to catch his breath or to take a breather. Meg could not believe it. He really was a machine. "Yes," Sophie sighed, squeezing Dave tighter and tighter. His hips were moving back and forth deeper and deeper and her moans were turning to heavy groans. Her whole body heaved up each time he pushed his cock back in. When he leaned forward, his shaft rubbed her clit and she flinched with a small cry. She bucked her hips up with every thrust of his hips. He tenderly kissed the nape of her neck and the lobes of her ears. She was trembling and shaking under him. He could tell she was very near an orgasm again. Her groans had turned to rapid, high-pitched squeals. Her fingers were clawing his back and her heels were digging into the backs of his legs. He pumped a little faster and harder. Sophie turned her head up, locked her lips to Dave's mouth, and he and Meg both knew she was coming again. He continued to pump hard and steady until it began to pass and he looked like he was about to come again as well. Meg could not take it any longer. If he came one more time in front of her, she would have really knocked Sophie out of the way and demanded that he fuck her brains out the way he did with Sophie. His face grimace and she saw his climax building inside of his groin. Meg got up and left the room in a hurry, trying to contain herself. He watched her leave and came inside of Sophie. He buried himself inside her and filled up her womb with his seed through hard spasms. Though he was busy filling up Sophie, his was imagining what it would be like to come inside that firm, tight ass that worked the fabric of Meg's snug pants. To fill up that tight little asshole with his seed as it constricted around his shaft, he groaned out loud at the thought and at the pussy he was currently unloading in. After he was done with Sophie, it would be Meg's turn. Enter Meg Ch.02 They had been going at it for a long time now, almost forty-five minutes. He knew that there was not pause in their fucking as she could hear everything from upstairs. The moaning and groaning coupled with the rocking of the bed, Meg never knew a guy could fuck like that. She had to get out of there before she lost it. Seeing something like that was not something she could handle. She wanted it bad. She wanted him bad. She wanted it from him bad. The banging was getting harder and louder. Meg thought the bed might come crashing through the ceiling and crushing her in the process. She laughed at the thought because she was sure it could happen. "Oh, God... DAVE!" Sophie yelled from the room. "Christ..." Meg shook her head. She was getting it good. Very good. And Meg was missing out. Listening to the moans and cries from the bedroom was driving her crazy with lust. She could only imagine what Sophie was feeling with that enormous thing stuffed between her legs, but she didn't want to imagine it. She wanted to feel it herself. She was so turned on her face was warm and her ears were buzzing. Every time one of the Sophie moaned out loud she squeezed her legs together to get that warm tingle in her crotch dampened. Her mother would probably skin her alive if she knew how much she liked to get fucked. She didn't care about that. Right now, she wanted to fuck Dave. He was a pure stud with a long slab of meat between his legs. "FUCK!" Sophie screamed. She was definitely coming again. "I can't take much more of this!" Meg said to herself and headed to the back door. The cold air kissed her as she stepped out. She took in the night setting outside. She was sure there was a choir of crickets out there playing their melodies but all she could hear were the sounds of sex. Sophie's place was pretty out the way, just on the outskirts of the woods of the town. There was not a house for yards. You could hardly see the next one from here. The air was damp with what was the forewarning of rain. She figured that as there were some rain clouds present overhead on her way here. As the moans and screams continued, she sat on a worn settee that was on the porch, lighting her cigarette. Maybe the nicotine would help her with her sexual pangs. She took in a breath and let the nicotine give her its high. It did give her some satisfaction but it was nowhere near as satisfying as coming with a thick cock pounding away in your channel. But she was only here to watch. She had to remind herself of that continuously. It had gone quiet for a while now, too quiet. She glanced up to the ceiling as if she could see through it and have a glimpse of the two of them. Sophie must have finally passed out from all that fucking. Meg just remained as she was. Now, with the lack of the sounds of their lovemaking, she found it eerie. All she had been doing was listening to the sounds of the couple in the bedroom above her. It had been like being in the room next to a honeymoon suite. The sounds of the bed rocking practically shook the whole house and now it was not there anymore. But they hadn't come down yet either. She was anxious to discuss with Sophie what she experienced while she was in bed with Dave. But knowing what was hanging in between his legs and what he could do with it made her even more anxious. But for now, she had to settle for her cancer stick instead of Dave's flesh pole. "Not very satisfying is it?" said Dave. She had a repeat of the scare she had back in the kitchen. "FUCK!" she nearly dropped her cigarette. "Don't do that!" She found him leaning against the doorframe, grinning at her. She couldn't picture him grinning but there he was doing it. It was kind of infectious. She did not even hear any footsteps from this guy and now she saw that he was only wearing a towel. It hung from an inch under his waistline, its parting leaning toward his left thigh. "What's Sophie doing?" she asked. "She's sleeping," he shrugged. "I guess she's exhausted." "Damn, dude..." she laughed and looked away but had to look back. She was completely taken in by the sculpted muscles of his body. The front of the towel around his waist was pushed out slightly. She swallowed hard. "You must have given it to her pretty good." "Yeah... I just wanted to see if how you were doing." "Why?" "You looked a little uncomfortable..." he smiled. "And you think I need your attention?" she returned his smile. "I am hoping you do," he crossed his arms and softened his expression. She now flashed a grin, "That depends. We might find out after a while." "My name's actually David, if you wanted to know." "I'm just plain Meg." He nodded then asked, "Mind if I sit?" "By all means, park your ass here." He did. The settee's cushion shifted under his weight. He leaned back and Meg looked at him a bit more carefully. "So, how do you know Sophie?" she asked. "I came over one day to see Shannon and she wasn't here but Sophie was... so that's that." "Shannon? Sophie's aunt? You're doing her as well?" "Of course," the corner of his mouth twitched. "She loves getting on her back and letting me give it to her hard." She laughed, "You get around a lot, don't you?" "You could say that." She laughed harder and took in a puff of her cigarette. He was quite close to her right now. She could see and smell the coat of preparation that was on his skin. She could also smell something else, the pungent odor of his semen. She knew that was emanating from two sources; his solid body and his equally solid member underneath his towel. She did not notice before but he had quite a few scars on his body, long lacerations that looked like he got into fights often. She then took notice of the tip of his penis that was lying stiffly on his lap, sticking out slightly from underneath the towel. Just seeing that little bit of it made her stir. She was raring to put her hand on it again and stuff it into her cunt. "How many times did you guys do it?" she asked. "A few times..." "You came few times?" her eyes were wide. "You mean a few more times after I last saw you?" "Nope, just once more." "What? Why?" she stroked her hair. "I saw you come twice when I was there! And you fucked her for so long after I left the room! I was sure that you came at least one more time. After seeing you shoot that much cum and still be able to go on for one more time, I just assumed you could come again for a third or fourth time." "I did not want to spend myself too much," he shrugged. "Why?" "I was saving myself..." "For what?" "For you." She said nothing for a while, only looking at him. She kept switching back and forth between looking at him in the eye and looking at his tool. Then she settled on just staring at his dick. She slipped her hand under the towel. Her fingers touched his shaft and she closed them around it, squeezing firmly. He spread his legs. She pulled up her hand, bringing up the tool that was his plainly into view. He looked down at it, admiring her delicate hand as she stroked him into hardness. He lifted the towel and gave his cock more freedom. She sighed. It was a gorgeous tool, long and thick and throbbing. It was unreal. She slowly went back to the first time she laid her hand on him. How she wanted to feel him in her mouth and suck the seed out of him. "What do you want me to do?" she asked without taking her eyes off of his cock. "Whatever you want to," he stroked her cheek. He then took her cigarette and put it out. "And I'm sure you won't be needing that anymore." She had just gotten her approval. Her hand went down to the base of the thick shaft and she bent over his lap and closed her lips over the head. It swelled in her mouth, growing thicker and harder, and she moaned. He tasted of cum and she could smell the juices from Sophie's pussy on him, she tasted her as well. She recognized the smell and taste of her pier because they had sometimes taken care of each other's needs. Her lips smacked and she sucked him hard like a vacuum. She slid off the settee and got between his legs, looking up into his eyes while she moved her red lips up and down on him. He smiled at her. She did this for a long time. She knew he had already cum at least twice and, if he was like ordinary men the first orgasm always took the edge off his lust and he would have much more stamina for subsequent climaxes. However, the pole she had in her mouth was not any run-of-the-mill penis and she did not expect the testicles that came with it to be any more average. Just knowing that made her suck harder. Her mouth moved rapidly up and down on his shaft. She obviously didn't have patience to wait for him to come. She wanted to make it happen soon. He didn't mind giving her what she wanted. Her hair hung loosely at the sides of her tiny, sultry face, made even more striking with her eyes closed and his thick, hard cock going into her mouth. Her lips were closed tightly around the head of his cock and he could feel her breathing heavily through her nostrils. He liked having this young girl sucking his dick. Meg held the base of his cock in her left hand. It was so thick that her small hand barely closed around it. The head itself was so big that her jaw was opened to its limit just to get it in and it was getting sore but not tired. She felt his hand on top of her head and wondered if he was going to try to force his cock deeper into her mouth. In light of that, she lowered her head until the soft tip of his cock touched the back of her mouth. She suppressed her gag reflex, held it back there for a few moments then swallowed the head. It started going down her throat and he moaned. Her jaw opened a little wider and it looked like she was trying to swallow it whole. "Oh Jesus," Dave moaned. She stopped, adjusted her lips around the shaft, and swallowed another couple of inches. He stared at her as his cock disappeared into her mouth a few inches at a time. His dick lowered into a horizontal position and she came closer to his pubic mound. "Wow, Meg..." she placed his hands by his sides, not wanting to interrupt her performance. She slowly but surely buried her nose in his fine pubic hair. She had taken his entire shaft down her throat. He didn't think his cock had ever been so hard. It must have swelled a little bigger, which probably made it a tighter fit for her. But she got the whole thing down her throat. The tip of her nose tickled the skin of his belly just above his pubic hair. He could feel the tip of his cock tickling somewhere deep down in her throat. It had to be close to her stomach or something. Where did she put all that cock in her tiny body? She was moaning and making that tingling sensation that ran through his whole body. How did she get the air to breathe? He soon realized that she was holding her breath. He let her keep him there for a few more seconds before pushing her off of him. The moment his dick was free from her mouth, she gasped for air. "Take it easy, Meg," he said. "I know... I know..." she breathed heavily. "But it was good, right?" "Very. There aren't that many women who can even take me halfway down." "Well, I'm not most women." "I guessed as much when I first saw you," he caressed her cheek and his member twitched. "I want to do it one more time and don't you dare not come inside me," she took a hold of his penis, which now had some of her mucus on it. "I want you to." "Are you sure?" "Definitely." "Then let's get started again." She smiled, breathed deep and picked up where they left off. She put him back inside her mouth, her sweet face contorted a bit. She swallowed and slid her face down his long length. And there she was, right where she was moments earlier. He groaned. He put both hands on top of her head and thrust slowly and gently with his hips. He had never felt anything better than fucking Meg's throat with her face against his stomach. Her molars scraped the base of his shaft, but that little bit of pain was nothing compared to the exquisite sensation of his cock in the tight confines of her throat. It felt weird to hump like that and have Meg attached to his groin by her mouth. But it was working. She looked up at him with a dreamy look on her face, almost as if she was doped up on something. He just stared into her eyes and increased his pace. She put her hands on his thighs to support herself. He could feel a tremendous climax building inside him in a hurry and there was no way he could stop it. Not that he wanted to. He felt his muscles becoming faint. "Oh man," he grunted. He bucked his hips up and came. His whole body heaved and convulsed again and again. He held her head to keep her from getting hurt, but it was difficult to concentrate on anything else but his own orgasm. He must have given her a gallon of cum. Her eyes bulged in shock when she felt the thick gobs of semen spurted down her throat. She tried to scream in shock and surprise, but it was muffled by his cock like a cork in her throat. She gripped his thighs hard for support as he kept pumping. He could feel it flowing through his cock in long, thick surges. He would never see it, though, because it all went down her throat, probably straight into her stomach. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck," he said. His cock continued to spasm and throb in Meg's throat, like it was squeezing out every last drop of cum for her. And he was done. He pulled his hips back and pushed her head off. His long cock slid out of her mouth over her tongue. She gasped for breath and coughed in a fit, looking very pale, holding her throat, feeling the bruising that she had just received. "Sorry," he said. "Did I hurt you?" She shook her head, "You scared the crap out of me." Meg was massaging her throat and breathing hard. Suddenly, she began to laugh as the color returned to her face. She put her hand around his dick and raised it. "Are you sore?" "Very..." her voice said it all. He could hear the abuse he had subjected it to just now. "We'd have to be more careful next time," he ruffled her hair. "It was one hell of an experience, Dave..." she smiled and planted her passionate kiss on its purple head. "I can't wait to do it again next time." "If you say so," he smirked. She smiled and nodded with his cock still in her hand. Then she rubbed her tummy, moaning at what she felt inside. "I can feel it... How can you produce so much cum and still be able to fuck? I can feel it all sloshing around in my belly. You could feed a person with the amount you give. I can taste it, too. You taste good," she smiled and nodded with his cock still in her hand, rubbing her tummy, moaning at what she felt inside. "And you're still so hot and hard..." "And you want me to take care of you with it?" She said nothing and let go of him. She got up and stripped. What he saw was a vision out of his dreams. His eyes grew wide. She had striking features and long, jet-black hair that curled in thick waves down her shoulders. Her body was perfect, trim, and lean with firm muscles without and once of body fat on her with the exception of her breasts. It looked like she worked out. She shook out her hair, making her breasts shake, although they were still held back by the lacy, black bra. She was also wearing a matching set of panties that consisted of a piece of fabric over her pubic mound was barely big enough to cover her wisps of fine, black hair. She then proceeded to become bare. She unhooked her bra, dropping it on the floor and bent down to work her panties off. And there she was, standing naked before this handsome, virile older man was itself a thrill for her. His eyes soaked in her entire body, from her small, firm and pert breasts to her well defined stomach and narrow waist, to the womanly curve of her hips and her firm legs. He eyed her dark brown nipples that stood out like unbelievably hard points in the cold air. Then he moved his eyes south to the dark bush between her legs was fantastically enticing, and her soft, parted, moist, pink lips seemed to beg for his tool's attention. She was breathing hard and was flushed all over. She climbed on his lap and settled down to enjoy a long, deep fucking. To her there was nothing like being fucked by a man who had already spent himself, especially on another woman. He wouldn't be so anxious to get his own rocks off. Her chest heaved heavily, making her breasts rise and fall. She maneuvered his pole between her legs and hunched over him to guide it to her hole. Her breasts dangled inches from his face. He sat beneath her, motionless, completely under her control. She had managed to insert the end of his dick. Her lips were quivering. Her eyes were squeezed shut. She tried to push herself down on it and moaned. She was wet enough to let it slide all the way into her, but it was a tight fit. "Oh yeah ... oh yeah," she moaned. She was straightening up and it was going into her gradually. Her wet cunt made sucking noises as it engulfed him. She straightened up on her knees, resting all of her weight on him and grinding her pelvis in a circle. She took a deep breath. Oh my fucking god... This is how it feels like! she thought. She enjoyed the sensation of the shaft of his cock sliding across her wet labia and the sensation of the head of his cock moving through her cervix and in and out of her womb. She was very warm and moist between her legs and it spread all over the inside of her thighs. Her breasts were right on a level with his face so he buried his face between the two soft yet firm globes and tongued the warm skin. Fuck... she feels great ... so hot... so tight... so stimulating... I don't know how long I can hold out before I fill her up... he thought. She had the best pussy he had experienced in a very long time. She was much better than Sophie. So much tighter and hotter, more moist and much more orgasm inducing. He pulled his head back and looked at her face. It was twisted in pleasure. He then put his hands on her breast, kneading the mounds of soft flesh. He began moving his hips up and down with the same rhythm she had. She moaned. She put her hands over his hands on her tits and moved them vigorously over her nipples. "I am going to kill Sophie..." she moaned. "Why?" he ran his tongue across the hollow of her throat. "The bitch has been holding out on me!" she laughed but it sounded almost painful. "You mean this?" he gave a hard thrust that lifted his ass and her off the settee. "Christ!" she yelped and nearly fell backward. He moved fast and held her around her waist and kept her from falling. He pulled her close to him and held her hot body tight against his. Her eyes were closed. She was tossing her head and screaming. Nothing else in the world mattered except for the penis that was inside her right then, and David had a tool to make a woman rejoice. He could not move her up and down much as her channel clamped down on him so tight that they were almost attached to each other. "Don't kill her yet, Meg..." he nibbled on her earlobe. "We can still use her." "For what?" she sighed. "For me to fuck and for her to lick you... she's got a great tongue, remember?" "Oh, yeah..."she pulled his head back and put her tongue back into his mouth. "But not as good as mine." "True." They were going at a very steady pace for a while, doing nothing but feeling each other, inside and out. Then it happened. "Ooh... I'm gonna come," Meg moaned. She ground her hips in his lap and he held her there. Her mane flew around like a mop in a wind storm and her tits bounced each time she came down on his lap. She came wildly. That was it, the undulating of her channel was sending him over the edge. But it was so good and so maddening, he shot up from the settee with her in his arms and with his penis still wedged in her. He walked with her coming on him, screaming in his ear in ecstasy as he proceeded to brace her against a pillar that supported the porch's roof. He pressed her lithe body there and began to drive into her frantically. He built up that climax with a fury that he had not felt in a while. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was loud and the new sound of flesh being banged against wood joined in. Enter Meg Ch.02 "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried. "Fill me up... fill me up..." He held on for some time, trying to build a bigger load for her. He pushed harder and faster, keeping himself deep inside her body. "Fucking fill me up!" And he released. He gushed into her, his teeth borne, his hips bashing into hers. Her womb received his seed, filling quickly and past its cutoff point which led it to leaking out around the base of his shaft, dripping onto his balls and onto the floorboards. They were so engrossed with their passion that they never noticed the heavy rain that was beating down around the porch. After a minute or so, he slowed down. He rested his head against her chest, breathing heavily. So did she. She cradled his head, kissing his forehead with gentle kisses after she caught her breath. There were a few slight spasms from his penis, giving her the last bits of his cum. "You were wonderful..." he whispered into her chest. "Thank you." He carried her and placed her on the floor gently. There was a slight thud from their combined weight meeting the floor. They were still for a moment and she let go off him. Her arms spread apart and her head laird back on the floor, worn out from her strenuous activities. Clear sweat dripped from his body freely, trickling onto her. Her long, black hair was tangled around her face and dangled on the wooden boards. Her mouth was open and her eyes were shut tight then she opened, looking but not seeing. "How are you?" he asked. She looked at him. His words did not come to her easily for the steady and heavy beating of the rain. "I'm not sure..." she sighed. "Well I'm ready for a bit more," he whispered. "Oh really?" she said without looking at him. He quickly pulled himself out of her wet snatch, and rolled her onto her hands and knees. He held her rear quarters up with his hands as she found her footing with her knees. "Oh God," she moaned as he kneaded her firm cheeks. "You weren't kidding..." "Not even a little," he licked her ass. "Which hole are you planning to go into?" He smiled and said, "The traditional hole first as I'm not done with it just yet." "Then?" "Use your imagination." She began holding her head down and raising her ass way up high in the air, offering it up to him. He smiled at this and molded the flesh which he held, nursing her asshole with his thumbs. "Come on, Dave, I need this badly. Don't fuckin' mess around wi-" He shoved his dick into her channel and the rest of her words faded off into loud yelp. He squeezed the flesh of her hips and pulled her back tight against his groin. "What were you saying?" he said. "I fucking don't remember anymore." She was warm and tight around his cock. He was very still and kept that position that way for a while, with it buried deep inside her, and then began to rock back and forth. She pushed herself up on her hands and knees and tried to pull away, but he kept her in her place. She reached back and pushed against his stomach, but still he did not let go. "Too uncomfortable?" he asked with a devious smile. "It hurts a little bit," her voice was strained. "Hmmm... " he pulled himself out a bit, leaving the head of his cock at her entrance. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then he slowly worked the head back into her, pushing agonizingly slowly through her cervix. "Oh god..." she moaned. He pushed forth without stop and then focused on thrusting at the same time as playing with her clitoris, concentrating hard to make sure both kept going properly, not jerkily, wanting to please her properly. He stroked her clit, running his fingertips round the stiff little nub in swift circles, quickly going one way then reversing on it, as well as going directly over the top to make her shiver, as well as cheekily delivering little squeezes and pinches to it, something that made her thighs squeeze together strongly. He could tell she wanted to protest, to complain at such direct pressure to her sensitive little knob, but loved the feeling far too much to want it gone. He could feel her vagina rippling round him, clamping down on him more frequently now, more erratically. Speeding up his ministrations on her keen body, he worked her clit harder and faster than before, something she seemed to respond very well to, her whole body giving a shudder and bucking with a lot of force in reverse, shoving herself onto his member. "Harder!" she growled. He complied. She clearly loved to get fucked roughly. He continued to plunge his rock hard cock in and out of her, his fingers danced on her clit, working hard to get her to climax as he tried to angle himself to pressure her G-spot with his bulbous head, which seemed to have some affect as she groaned and pushed back onto him a little more, her hips rocking onto him just perfectly to get her off, which he managed moments later. Meg tensed up, her body tightening up like a spring in the time it took him to rub her vigorously and thrust into her three or four more times as deep as possible, arching up from the desk, before she suddenly sprung, giving a long, loud scream of ecstasy. "No, don't play with it!" she said. "Just fuck me harder." He complied. He removed his hand from her clit and replaced it on her hips and began roughing her up even more. He pulled her back hard as he plunged himself forward with an equal amount of force and sped up. He started grunting. She started whimpering. He pushed his cock into her tight cunt and held her slender hips and waist to move it in and out. She moaned now. He shoved it in as deep as he possibly could and she squealed. She came. Meg tensed up, her body tightening up like a spring in the time it took him to rub her vigorously and thrust into her three or four more times as deep as possible, before she suddenly sprung, giving a long, loud scream of ecstasy. Her back arched tightly, pressing her fantastic tummy down against the wooden floor, her pussy clamping down tightly round him, squeezing at him rhythmically, trying to milk him for a load he wasn't willing to give her yet, though her squeezing was gonna get him pretty damn close, steeling himself to ride it out as he hot, juicy pussy worked round him, feeling a little rush of her hot juices leaking round his cock as she came. Her hands frantically reached over to grab something but found nothing as her screamed out loud. The screams slowly turned into gasp of pleasure as the smaller waves of the orgasm washed over her, her body glistening with sweat as she jolted and shook in his hands. He did not want to come just yet, he wanted to get her to orgasm again. He shoved in deep, gyrating his hips in slow circles, probing her womb with his cockhead. There was still a lot of cum from his first orgasm in there and it kept seeping out all the while they fucked. Dave retracted himself from her hole, taking a little of his cum out of her womb. "What the fuck are you doing?" she asked in an almost angry tone but it was more riddled with disappointment than anger. "Put it back in!" He plunged his cock into Meg, her cunt swallowing his burning hot member in on swift motion. His thrusts drove her forward slightly, again and again, forcing her torso onto the floor each time. Meg's slim back curved down toward the floor and her hips swiveled from side to side. Dave did it again, he pulled his penis out of her awaiting body, rubbed the tip across her cunt's lips, grabbed her hips and crammed his rod stiffly into her again. She winced and squeezed her eyes shut when her body jerked with the sudden thrust of his hips. Her lips curled into a funny, twisted smile. She squeezed her eyes shut, panting and moaning as he rocked her body back and forth. "Oh ... oh ... oh fuck... goddamn," Meg gasped. She was surprised at her own body, that her sensitivity was at a peak so soon after her previous orgasm. The head of his huge cock was splitting her open and she could feel every thick inch of the shaft sliding in along her channel. She spread her legs wider to try and give it more room, but that only seemed to make it feel even bigger. He leaned over her back and reached under to squeeze her luscious nipples. Her pert breast were sensuously firm and they fit his hands perfectly. He molded them in his hands as he pressed his chest into her back. Her nipples were extremely sensitive, and she squirmed when he pinched them. He buried his face in her mane, taking in her scent and let his teeth do some work on her neck. She whimpered and gasped at all of his actions. He began to pound her even harder. He wanted to cum inside her. The ecstasy was too much for Meg and her knees elbows couldn't support her anymore. She laid her head and shoulders on the floor, squealing out loud and writhing. Her knees went weak as well, but he had pulled himself away and was now holding her back end up, moving her body across his throbbing cock like she were a lifeless bundle of flesh. As he worked her across his dick, she came again, all over his penis. She was crying so loudly that he thought she might have woken up Sophie from her slumber. As her orgasm ended, he held himself off, fucking her fast and deep, then his cum gushed into her. Suddenly she felt his cock pushing back into her cunt, deeper than it had only moments before and then she felt it pulsing between her legs and the inside of her womb quickly filled with warm liquid. She tossed her head back with a moan, squirming her hips from side to side. As before, it leaked out around his shaft, making a little puddle on the floor underneath their groins. She slowly sinks to the floor as he rides her ass all the way down. As she recuperates from her brutal fucking, Dave continued to move his hips back and forth, although more slowly than before. Sweat trickled from his nose as the squishing sounds of all the fluids they had made inside her channel were heard by the two of them. "I love the sound of that..." she said with a worn voice. "But I love the feel of all that sperm you just gave me even more." "Glad to know," he thrust deep and hard, making her flinch. She then purred. "There's one more thing that you'd be glad to know," he said. "What?" "I think I just about have it in me for one more fuck..." he bent over and began nipping at skin of her nape, laying wet kisses there along with the gentle rocking of his dick inside her. "One more?" "Unfortunately." "That's not what I meant," she tried to reach back to get a hold of the base of his penis but he pushed her hand away. "Why? Are you not up to it?" "No... Give it to me one more time," she sighed. "One more time, I want more of your cum. Give it to me one more time." "I don't need you to tell me twice," he grinned. He pulled out of her moist cunt, leaving a huge load of his cum to slosh around inside her body. He slapped her butt and headed back into the house, leaving her to ponder what he was up to while the rain kept her company. "What's he up to?" she whispered. Enter Meg Ch. 03 Her chest and whatever inch of skin that came into contact with the wooden boards that she was prone on was sore. She lifted her torso off the floor a bit and saw that it was somewhat red and had the impression the rough surface faintly engraved on her skin. Her nipples too felt a bit bruised. But it was all worth it. She reached back and fingered her folds, feeling Dave's load trickle onto her finger tips. Her own groin ached, but it was the ache of abuse. She couldn't believe he put so much of that thing inside her, or that her body could take something so huge. Her legs were weak and her insides felt like they had been battered ruthlessly. But it was all good. Then she felt a hand on her hips. "I'm back," Dave said as he massaged her ass. "Where did you go?" she asked. "I had to go get something," he replied. "What is that something?" "Something we'll need for our upcoming session," he smiled. "And that is?" He spread her ass apart and smeared a gob of cold, slimy grease on her asshole. Meg gasped at his actions. He's going to fuck my ass, she realized. He worked his middle finger into her asshole and stroked it in and out, aligning her forbidden walls with the lubricant. She moaned, twisting her hips. He shoved his finger until it was knuckle deep, tickling her anus all the way. Her asshole was ready for his cock. It felt so good. She hunched her ass up toward his hand and shivered, shaking her tits. "Are you lubing yourself up?" she asked. "Nope, I have enough of our juices for that job," he confirmed it by rubbing his stiff shaft in between her ass cheeks. She could feel the stickiness of his dick and sighed. With the freshly wetted rod he shuffled behind her and grabbed a hold of one hemisphere of her ass with his finger still in her. He kneaded the firm flesh between his fingers for a moment, and then put his head against her. He pulled his finger out. She felt one of his hands spread her ass apart, then she felt the head of his hard cock pressing against her delicate hole. He pushed his hips. Despite herself, Meg cried out in surprise. Her initial response was to try to squeeze her asshole close, but that only increased her excitement. She tried to pull away, moaning as he pushed in deeper. He pulled her back, not letting her get away. She let out a long, low groan of pain mixed with intense pleasure. She felt his cock's head stretch her out like she had never been stretched before. "Look at this," he said while tapping the stretched ring of her sphincter. "It's gone almost completely white. I've stretched all the blood out of your asshole." "I'm not surprised..." she found it difficult to speak with his dick forcing its way into her ass. Dave pressed the head of his dick against the tight, puckered pink opening of her asshole again. Meg's eyes squeezed shut. She groaned through her clenched teeth. Her hole did not want to let him in. He pushed harder. "Ow... ow... ow," she said. Her face was buried in her arms and her voice was muffled. "Ooo, that feels better. Now give me some more of that thing baby." "How much do you want?" he said. "Give me all you got, baby. We'll see how much room I got back there." He drew his hips back slowly and rammed them forward rudely. Meg shrieked, her head shooting up and her eyes wide open. She was so tight, and her hole was so tender. It hurt so much, but it felt so good at the same time. This was a strange sensation she thought she might be able to get used to. Meg ground her teeth together, grunting hard, and tightened her asshole again. He was going to make her cum. Dave pushed forward to what she found to be an endless journey. He could not believe how tight she was. He could hardly move now in and out of her as he had already buried his entire cock in her ass, the base of his penis stretching her sphincter open. His balls were rubbing against her pussy too. He tried to fuck her but all he did was move her back and forth with his movements. She was not going anywhere right now. "You know what this brings me back to?" he mused. "It's a funny story." "What..." her voice was so very strained. "The first time me and Sophie had anal sex," he laughed. "We were fucking in her aunt's room, in the closet." "Why the closet?" she squeezed her eyes shut. "That's where the lube was," he pushed forward. "And I couldn't wait. I fucked her ass and I got stuck in her." "Stuck?" "I couldn't get myself out of her asshole," he laughed again. "And you find that funny?" "No," he shoved himself forward and she yelped. "What I found funny was that Shannon nearly found us!" "What?" "She had come home unexpectedly, looking for something in her room," he wiped his forehead. "She spent a good deal of time there looking for whatever it was. But I found it so fucking hot that I began fucking Sophie until we both came. She was sobbing all the way so I had to clamp down on her mouth to keep Shannon from finding us." "Oh, damn!" her voice was high. He wasn't sure what she was cursing about but he didn't care. "I guess she never told you about that one?" "She never tells me anything anymore... But I'm surprised that she even took you in her ass. I never knew she was into that kind of thing." "Not after that," he began working himself harder and faster. "But I hope that we do this again. Because I fucking love your ass." "Me too..." He managed to gain some sort of momentum and was now pulling it out and shoving it back in savagely. He was a machine now, rhythmically moving in and out without any sort of hesitation. The feeling was again something so incredible and tight that it defied all possible description. He wanted it to last forever but knew that both of them had to come at any moment. She felt that orgasm building inside her, like a bag of popcorn being heated on the stove, just waiting to reach critical limit. The wait for it to arrive was excruciating, especially since she knew how good it was going to be. The pain she was feeling as he jammed her with his cock must have masked the intensity of it, because her climax snuck up on her and exploded. She screamed, her eyes opened. Her ass clenched onto his shaft all of a sudden, triggering his own climax. He gasped when it happened. He shoved deep and held himself there because he was about to shoot a massive amount of cum into Meg's ass. And he did. The orgasm was so intense that he couldn't even continue bucking into her if he wanted to, he had to just hold her steady by the hips as his dick shot wad after wad inside of her bowels, lining her insides with his sticky cum. His load poured into her ass, surprising himself at the amount that he was able to produce. He gushed and he gushed and she accepted it all. She could feel it all. They both collapsed. His whole body covered hers, his sweat dribbling down onto her own sweaty body. His hips were still moving, or at least were trying to get his dick to move in and out of her hole. His was still wedge tightly in her ass but that did not stop him from trying as she was still milking him for his cum. As his last drops of cum were taken in by her ass, his hips came to a halt. They were both breathing hard and clearly exhausted. "That was great..." he said. "You think?" she sighed. He raised himself up with his hands while she propped herself up on her arms and looked back at her ass, where his cock was stuck in her hole. She smiled. "And you're still fucking me," she said. "I don't know whether that you want some more because I can't take anymore." "I thought Sophie said that you were tough..." "I am," she giggled. "But I never met a fucking-machine like you," she straightened up and kissed him over her shoulder, hooking her hand around his neck. He kissed back, letting his tongue find a home in her mouth, right next to hers. "You're wonderful," he said when he pulled his mouth away from hers. "I know..." she giggled and wiped some sweat from her head. "But so are you." "Yeah," he slowly pulled his cock out of her ass. Unlike the other times he fucked her pussy, none of his cum leaked out of her ass. His cock was wedged so snuggly in her ass that none was able to escape. She watched and groaned as he withdrew his penis. She saw that it was finally softening. She was amazed at how hard he had been the whole time, after coming god knows how many times. Now his amazing specimen was spent, lifeless like a long rubber hose. When the head finally popped out of her hole, she frowned and shuddered at the sudden emptiness she now felt. And she felt all of his cream oozed out of her ass. She clenched her ass as before and got a little more of his cum out. "Looks like I got a lot out of you, Dave..." she laid on her side, running her fingers through her hair. She then scooped up some of his cum with two fingers and sniffed it. She touched it with her tongue then wiped it on the floor. She wasn't about to eat the cum that had come out of that hole. But she certainly was eager to have a bit more of his cum. The load he had given her the first time was still warm in her stomach. "Yeah... I've got nothing left for tonight," he held his long, limp penis in his hand. Wet, shiny, sticky and very much in need of a wash after where it had been. "Just wait for tomorrow and you'll get a little more of what I've got." "I can't wait," she smiled. "Need any help washing that?" "If you want to," he shrugged. "I'd love to..." she struggled to get up so Dave offered her a freehand to help her up. "Damn, I can hardly stand..." she leaned on his hard body for support. "Yeah, I get that a lot." She laughed, "I'm sure you do." They both entered the house, Meg leaning against Dave with an arm wrapped around him. "I think I'm really looking forward to more of your servicing," she said. "It's a beginning of a new friendship," he laughed.