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Taryn

By: cadre75



Taryn arrived right on time and entered the room. Amazing, truly amazing lady! Her smile radiated the room and her gorgeous blue eyes just sparkled. I felt as if I had known this woman all my life. Her hello kiss was soft and sensual along with her warm hug told me I made the right decision to meet this new provider.

I took her coat and sweater to reveal a most amazing set of boobs any guy would adore. They were round and firm and most provocative. She showed an extreme amount of cleavage and the most lovely nipples showing through her very soft, cotton red top. I softly cupped her breasts that produced a small moan from her as we continued to kiss. 

It wasn't long before I just had to uncover her tits. I reached behind her head and pulled the red top over her head to expose her magnificent breasts. Her breasts were very round and stood proud with very large aureole's, at least 2"- 3" in diameter and nice erect nipples standing very proud. It was very evident Taryn was proud of her 38D mammaries as she smiled and seem to kiss even more lusciously once I saw them. My hands went immediately to them and palmed them softly. They were luscious and very supple and firm. I would go from a quick lick and suck of them back to kissing her. She seemed to love the attention to her breasts and nipples were getting as small moans continued from her.

I turned her around with her back to me and grasp her breasts again. I began kissing her neck as I palmed and kneaded her tits. She was softly moaning with each neck kiss. 

I whispered to her, "Unbutton your jeans and finger yourself." 

She did as instructed and got her jeans opened, slide her right under her thing and began to enter her pussy with her finger. I let her play some with herself and then said,

"Now let me suck your finger." She listened again as she brought her right hand to my mouth where I sucked it clean. 

" Now play with yourself again." I instructed her once more. She dropped her hand to her pussy and dropped her hand to her belly where her hand slipped past her red and black thong into her slit. I let her play enough that her pelvis began to move very slightly. I could tell because having my cock was pressed into her backside. 

I took her left and guided to my hard manhood where she grabbed it holding it against her butt as her right hand continued to play inside her womanhood. She was moaning a bit more now as I kissed her neck and continued my kneading of her tits and tweaking her nipples from time to time. 

She kept fingering herself until I whispered another instruction, "Now lick your finger." 

She followed with raising her hand to her mouth and sucking her finger while she still held my cock as I continued my kissing and licking her neck.

I had to get her naked so I led her to the bed and told her we needed her clothes off. I helped her with her boots and slid her jeans off exposing her red and black thong which I quickly slipped off exposing a very nicely smoothly shaved pussy and love mound. 

She lay back and we kissed a little with some soft stroking of her wonderful boobs. I couldn't resist moving form one nipple to the other and back up again to kiss her. Her soft sensual kissing was mixed with some very nice DFK as I lay on top of her. It was all I could do to keep from covering up and plow into her, but her kisses, soft moans, soft supple body and the way she was moving kept me kissing and playing with her. I wanted this to last and she deserved more than just a quickie and that's not my style anyway. The passion rose to more movement from both of us as our bodies seemed entwined and me teasing her with some dry humping.

My curiosity of the rest of her body was calling me as I couldn't hold myself from exploring her lower body so slowly I inched my way down from her boobs to her tummy and belly button and to her love mound and that favorite folded area between her legs. A very nice sight indeed as my tongue traced her love mound and slid it's way into that soft, moist and very lovely sweet spot. 

Before I got her to worked up, I reached for the wedge love pillow and placed it under her pelvis raising her sweet spot just right for some very good DATY. As I opened her folds and found her clit, her moaning began. She moaned a few times and began to hold her breasts. As I began to suck on her clit more sounds came form her, not so much moans but more like a small yip or yell. I sucked her clit with some intervals of licking her nether region all over. She began to writhe ever slightly and raise her pelvis even more. I push a finger into her wet slit as my mouth devours her clit. Taryn now is raising and lowering her pelvis with each plunge of my finger. Her moaning and yipping continues as her womanhood gets my undivided attention. It isn't long until I notice her moans and movements are in unison as her body straightens out and her first "O" begins. She shudders a bit as I just keep her devouring her, but not wanting to hurt her, as her sweet spot is super sensitive, so I let up on her and allow her to come down from her "O".

I remove the wedge and crawl up to cuddle with her. She smiles and her pretty blue eyes sparkle giving me a most wonderful look of satisfaction. I begin kissing her again and softly caressing her. She responds with soft kisses and soft touching, driving me to want her even more. A few minutes pass, well maybe more than just a few, but none the less, our passion continued to rise once more when my libido couldn't hold off any longer and I reached for a cover, I let her guide my manhood into her now very wet nether region and slowly slid past her folds and into her womanhood. She arched her back as I hit bottom as my nuts hit her bottom. She felt terrific inside as now she pushed up as I drove in and out of her. Our passion rose as the coupling of our bodies began to develop sweat between us making our movements even more erotic. Taking her arms I hold them above her head with one hand as the other palms her right tit. We kiss with more and more fervor as now I have her nipple between my thumb and for finger, still pounding her pussy. We continue to kiss and now exchanging tongues as I bottom out over and over inside her womanhood. Her moans heighten in intensity as her pelvis begins to clamp my shaft. Her eyes close and wraps her legs around mine. Her pushing up, gyrating and holding tight to me, doesn't last long before I sense that special feel as the seminal fluid begins its trip to through my shaft and just as it exits my bulbous end and into the cover, Taryn shudders, arches her back, moans and yips as another "O" takes over her sensual, sweat covered body. 

I slowly lower myself to her and kiss her softly. She was all smiles again. If you could bottle this smile of Taryn's it would so wonderful. Her smile is so contagious. Her beautiful blue eyes just sparkle. 

After some "getting to know you" chat I told her she couldn't leave without a massage. I had prepared the oil before her arrival and it was a quick interlude before she was feeling a soft and very silky oil being rubbed all over her backside. I knead her skin everywhere and not miss a spot before I turn her over and begin her front side taking my time from her feet to her belly and then to those magnificent breasts of hers. I stayed there giving those beauties some extra attention, all the while continuing small talk between us. 

It was a most wonderful time with Taryn and I'm sure I will see her again. 

Taryn



I know it's said a lot on this website but this story is based on real life events. I think a lot of people assume that because I write cheating stories that I secretly want my girl to sleep around. It's the opposite, I like fucking other guys girlfriends.

This is one of the more stand out incidents during my pursuits in my younger years. It's not as outlandish or daring as my fictional stories, but it's honest, a lot of the dialogue is near word for word as I remember it.

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The warmth of a summers evening wind gently battered the hilly outcrops Oceanic Oaks, a growing city near suburb that was guaranteed to be bubbling on any Saturday night. The trees grew wild, engulfing the roads between houses and swallowing fields and hidden meadows whole. It was difficult to imagine such a beautiful, modern town was so close to the industrial and concrete jungle of a city all but a few miles away. The homes were stylish and new, and row after row of streets were lined with 'sold' real estate signs. Oceanic Oaks was a rather new area, very developmental and thriving all the more for it. Everyone and anyone wanted to grab their own piece of land in such a picturesque neighbourhood.

There was a certain advantage to having such a newly constructed area, and the distant sound of party music could be heard and undisturbed streets away. A lone car followed this sound, passing uninterrupted through street and road of empty display homes and houses due to be moved into. The man driving the car didn't need the sound of the party to guide him though, he was one of the first in this area, he had grown up here during his youth and knew every street like the back of his hand. While he didn't blame people for moving into the area, he wasn't looking forward to it becoming overpopulated, but that was to be expected of such a gorgeous region.

The car was worn, an old Ford Lazer KA that was known as 'The Tank', simply for the amount of knocks and bashes it had received over the years. The driver was anything but worn, young at just 20-years-old, a messy brown mop of hair sat on his head and cheeky grin constantly painted across his face. He was tall, which looked quite funny considering how small the car was, but decently built from the years of rowing and playing rugby for his university. He tapped on the steering wheel as he made his way closer to the lone standing house on the edge of the developmental area, a small but cosy double story house tucked away at the bottom of the hill, undisturbed by prying eyes. The best part was that it was the only house on the newly laid street, meaning a party could go on for hours without nuisance neighbours raging war on the loud music.

The boy was invited by a friend of his, Reece, who bought the house all but a few months back. It was almost a weekly ritual for him to make his way to the very makeshift party house. Unlike a lot of his friends he never really attended these parties to get stupidly drunk, just to enjoy himself, and there was a guaranteed way to make sure he would enjoy himself. Though what would come of the party never really played on this guys mind, he intended on taking things as they came.

As he neared toward the house the line of cars parked about came into view. There must have been at least 40 people there tonight. A large bonfire was raging 30 yards from the house, there was no fences as no connecting plots had even begun building their houses. The street was empty, the expanse was brilliant and tonight was going to be a great party. The guy had shown up late, though he normally did for any party, and it was getting on past 11pm by the time his came to stop on a tuft of grass a hundred or so feet from the house.

"Maaaaaaaaaaark!" A shout came from the area of the bonfire and a figure waved to the boy as he got out of his car. Mark wasn't able to see who it was but waved back before grabbing a backpack and heading over to the group standing around the blaze.

As Mark walked past the house he peeked a look in. The door was open and drunken roars of laughter and excited screams hit him as he made his way toward the fire to greet his friends. He couldn't help but give a smile when he saw who was calling out to him. The somewhat short, plump figure of his friend Aaron, who was known as Este (pronounced 'East') stood swaying, shouting out obscenities at Mark as he made his way toward him for a hug. The heat of the fire was extremely comfortable, even if the night was warm enough as it was.

"About time, fuckwit." East spoke as he took a swig of his beer before punching Mark playfully in the arm. The boys stood side by side as they face, listening to the drunken chatter and music bellowing from around them.

"So how are things tonight?" Mark spoke casually, grabbing a beer from his bag and putting it on the floor next to him. He wasn't asking about his friends well-being and East knew this full well as Mark's eyes scouted between the women at the party.

"Pretty good." East smiled, nodding over to a group of girls on the opposite side of the fire talking among themselves. "Well, probably better for your taste than mine."

"You make me sound like a fiend." Mark laughed with a liberal swig of his beer, his friend knew full well what his preferences in women were, it was almost a running gag between the two.

"Jacki, the 'outgoing and friendly' blonde is engaged." East spoke, mimicking their voices with a laugh as he pointed them out to Mark. "Danielle has just started dating a guy from her law course called Eddy, clever girl that one."

"And the one on the end?" Mark looked at the chattering girls curiously, pointing out a tall brunette on the end. They were gorgeous, but the problem was they most likely knew it. Little would come of perusing them.

"Oh Mark, that's Alex." East was really getting into character now, giving Mark a girly, playful slap on the shoulder."She's recently broken up with her boyfriend of 6 months because he moved states."

"Shame that." Mark replied, laughing at the commitment East put into his impressions."I'm worried how well you can act like a girl. Is there anything you aren't telling me?"

"Fuck yourself." East laughed. "I'm feeding information for your crazy fetish and this is how you thank me?"

"It's a preference, not a fetish." Mark corrected him as he took his eyes away from the group of girls and stared back into the flame.

Whether you called it a preference, fetish or sheer fascination there was one thing that ultimately attracted Mark to a girl more than anything else... whether she was single or not. There was no greater feeling of conquest or achievement for the tall 20-year-old than having some other guys girl straddled around his waist, or sunk to her knees in front of him.

Mark was a decent looker, admittedly no Brad Pitt but his body frame and cheeky attitude gave him reason to be cocky. Most importantly he knew how to read people. Not just well educated guesses from their clothes or way they act, but from the smallest reflex actions. Chasing taken women meant he wasn't always successful, but a damn sight more successful than most guys.

Mark never thought much of his 'preference'. While some guys were attracted to a nice ass or pair of tits he was attracted to leading a seemingly innocent girl stray. Taking the prude ones who had been in a relationship god knows how many years and fucking them as hard as he could. Hearing a girl say "I have a boyfriend" wasn't a deterrent, it was a challenge. He knew full well it was a dickish thing to do, but he was beyond the point of caring these days. The first time he had slept with an attached girl the guilt ate at him for weeks, nowadays he was never phased. He aimed to take the challenge to new lengths, always seeking to push the bar further.

"You're not even listening, are you?" East asked Mark, shaking him from his gaze into the fire.

"Sorry. Lost my train of thought" Mark answered before turning back to East. "What were you saying?"

The pair continued to drink and broke into conversation. The boys made their way from the bonfire through the outdoor expanse, meeting up with other friends and being a little more social. Talk flowed from football to drunken politics, and the alcohol was just as free flowing. Mark was relatively sober compared to the rest of the party-goers, then again he did show up a bit later than the rest. The majority of the guests were unknown to Mark, work colleagues and friends of friends he hadn't run into before, which in a way made the meets and greets a little more interesting. Though as Mark was handed around to be introduced and share a drink with each clique of friends he realised the opportunity to pursue his 'preference' faded more and more. Never had a guy been so annoyed to run into so many single girls. As the girls of the party loudly informed everyone they had recently split up with their boyfriends Mark was the only guy to roll his eyes... ah well, he was only here to have fun.

It was getting on the later side of midnight when Mark was certain he had spoken to everyone at the party, though most of it by this point was drunken dribble. It was getting on and those who had early starts were beginning to head off, though despite this the party was still 30 strong and pacts of 'all night drinking' were being made between a group of girls who had commandeered the kitchen to make truly awful cocktail combinations. Despite the lack of 'preference' Mark was having a pretty decent time. It was warm, he had beer and had managed to find a comfy sofa within the house to relax on after a good hour or so on his feet meeting and greeting.

"MARK! YOU NEED TO TRY THISH DRINK" One of the girls from Reece's work called out to him from the kitchen in a drunken slur. Mark avoided her. As lovely as she was she didn't know how to contain her voice after a few drinks, also the fact the last combination of drink she forced on him was chocolate milk and rum made him cautious to anything she had to offer.

Mark rested his head back and closed his eyes for a moment, feeling his head stir and the room spin a little. He guessed he was a little drunk by this point, but at least he was far from the worst at the party. 'Times Like These' by the Foo Fighters kicked out from the stereo and a smile crept onto Mark's face, it was one of his favourite songs. He sang quietly to himself, feeling the alcohol take hold of him as his eyes remained closed, the comfortable couch and warm, friendly atmosphere around him relaxing him greatly. He was hoping tonight would go on for a while. About halfway through the song his concentration was broken when he felt the couch press down slightly as someone had sat next to him, causing the tall 20-year-old deviant to tilt his head in the persons direction. He opened an eye to see who it was.

It wasn't someone he knew. More to the point it wasn't someone he had met already. The girl was sat besides Mark, looking curiously with a laugh at his sing-along to himself. Mark opened both eyes and sat up a bit, shaking off his little daydream. He wasn't embarrassed, he had been caught doing a lot worse in his time, but he played along with it to kick start the conversation.

"It's okay, I love that song." The girl spoke with a post-giggle smile before composing herself. She tried to impress Mark by proving her interest in one of his favourite bands. "I saw them live last year. The Echoes Silence tour."

"Nice." Mark sat up a bit, fairly interested now. "Wanted to hit that up but was busy. Tickets were gone in hours according to mate of mine."

"Yeah, I took the day off work so I could book them." The girl said a bit smugly, nodding to herself in gratification of Mark's interest. "You need to see them. They're fucking brilliant."

"One day, I hope." Mark replied, relaxing a bit. The girl was about as drunk as he was, which was good as it meant she would be able to hold down a civil conversation without 'MORE SHOTS' being the main prerogative. Upon closer inspection the girl appeared quite cute. She was dressed far more casually than a lot of the girls at the party, sporting a pair of skinny, designer denim jeans, a very simple black shirt and spotless pair of yellow converses. It was the shoes that stood out to Mark the most, clean and pristine, though the scuffing towards the bottom showed wear and tear, meaning she had cleaned them just before coming to the party and that her 'little effort and casual' outfit was very much pondered and planned. She wanted to look cool, to look attractive, but insure the safety of appearing like it was no effort in case she didn't receive the attention she wanted.

It was clear someone by her standard would have been getting attention that night. Her somewhat short, mousy-brown hair gave her a cute tomboy cute, though the subtle make-up she applied made her look as feminine and attractive as any other other girls there that night. Her skin was slightly tanned, smoothed and with little imperfection from what Mark could see. Her lips were large, plump and soft, the point of attention as light gleamed against the lip-gloss applied to them. Her perfume was subtle, but for that reason made it all the more noticeable to those close enough to smell it, a strong citrus burst that worked well in the warm summer evenings air. This wasn't something that was just thrown together in the last minute before heading out, the girl had put serious effort into not just looking good, but smelling good, appearing good... The end result made Mark want to try a sample, to have a taste for himself. There was only one thing that could sweeten the deal.

"I'm Mark." He swapped his drink to his right hand and offered his left in search for more information.

"Taryn." The gorgeous brunette fumbled for a bit before offering her left hand and shaking Mark's with a smile.

Mark looked into her eyes for a moment but his concentration was with her hand. His middle finger traced quickly over Taryn's ring finger and to his delight he felt a rock. A sole ring, an engagement ring for that matter sat comfortably on the base of her finger. As he pressed against it slightly he could feel the small and flawed diamond dig into his finger. Her fiance wasn't rich by the feel of it, and judging by the decent quality of her clothes and perfume he could tell that this upset her a little bit. He would be sure to mention his wealth at some point tonight.

"You know East, right?" Taryn asked, taking a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, mate of mine from high school." Mark nodded. This was an easy enough gateway to try and gauge who she was with tonight. He assumed her fiance wasn't about, guys didn't tend to let a girl as gorgeous as Taryn out of their sight had they been around. But what Mark found the most annoying hindrances weren't actually the boyfriends, the fiances or husbands... they were chattering friends, the ones who would talk and bitch the day after, the girls who made gossip and rumors get about. To be honest, Mark would have preferred if her fiance had been in the same room than a group of her friends. "You know East?"

"No, no. Well, a friend through a friend." Taryn started to chatter away enthusiastically, she was definitely keen on the conversation. She pointed out a friend of hers in the corner in the room. "Rachel knows him."

"Alright, cool." Mark replied. Her friends are here. Damn.

The party was loud, so Mark used this as an opportunity to bring Taryn closer to him. He intentionally spoke softly at times to entice her to lean in, making her shuffle closer and closer in order to keep the conversation going. She was quite to what Mark expected her to be; artsy, fairly liberal, a shy voice that's only recently found some confidence. She was the girl who didn't realise how good looking she was until the last moments of high school, when the chances to become a part of the cool crowd had gone. Mark knew these girls all too well, the ones who craved the attention from guys as they had spent their lives being scared of them, the ones who were never sought after when they were younger, the ones who only recently realised they had the power to make heads turn.

The positive side of talking to such a nerdy girl was the fact that the conversation was never dull. Had Mark intended on dating he would seek someone of the like out. With Taryn he wasn't subjected to boring rants about who slept with who, shit movies and crap opinions on music, and the pair sat together quite happily very enthusiastically talking about games, football and Lord of the Rings. Admittedly not the coolest conversation but Taryn's enthusiasm was interesting to Mark.

"Do you work with these lot too?" Taryn asked after a heated discussion about the release date for GTA 4. She looked around the room at the very drunk, very noisy party-goers.

"No, fortunately." Mark let out a laugh to himself. "I'm still at uni. Years to go."

"Oh, cool." Taryn raised some interest. "What do you study?"

"Medicine." Mark spoke casually. Most people tended to take interest in the fact he was on his way to becoming a doctor, so he was prepared for the barrage of normal questions he was asked.

"Clever boy." Taryn nodded with a smile.

"You seem surprised." Mark replied. He was used to this, a lot people assumed him to be a moron at first glance. He didn't mind, if anything he enjoyed the advantage of people underestimating him.

"Little bit." Taryn gave a guilty, slightly cheeky reply. "So if I fainted you could bring me back to life, eh?"

"Second year med student, love." Mark chuckled to himself. "I can name the bones in your hand and that's about it."

"All of them?" Taryn challenged Mark's quip. "Because there's a lot in the hand."

"Oh really, doctor?" Mark laughed before reaching out and taking Taryn's hand. He watched as she shuffled a little closer so that their thighs were side by side, pressed to each other. Mark looked up at the pretty brunette, practically able to feel the warmth from her cheeks that were blushing now. Mark didn't care if they were nerves or not.

"Ulna, lunate, radius." Mark said with a cheeky grin as he took hold of Taryn's wrist, working his way down to her finger tips."Triquetral, scaphoid, pisiform, hamate. Metacarpals make up the integrity of your finger base, trapezium, trapazoid..."

Mark rattled the rest of the bones off, his hands entwining and gently caressing hers as he pressed against every ridge. As harmless as it seemed there was a lot more playful for the two involved.

"That's pretty cool." Taryn spoke after Mark had let go of her hand, though it still lingered for a moment after.

"For all you know I just made them all up." Mark quipped before taking a sip of his drink. "Your hands are seriously smooth by the way."

"You think so?" Taryn spoke shyly at the compliment, but it was clear she had been told before. She very obviously put out her hands in front of her, hinting to Mark that he should feel them again. "I've never noticed."

"Well I've never felt hands so soft." Mark replied, genuinely complimenting Taryn before taking hold of her left hand. He ran his fingers across her palm before gently tracing them down to her wrist in a tickling sensation. He watched as goosebumps rose from her arms. For some reason a lot of girls found the wrist as an erroneous zone, which was an easy one for Mark to take advantage of. He watched as the short haired brunette shivered slightly before moving his hand to her ring finger.

"Didn't realise you were engaged." Mark said lightly. He knew full well by this point Taryn had a fiance, but he felt now was a good time to test the waters of his progression. He watched as her eyes opened a little in surprise, her hand twitched as she reflexively tried to pull it back at the realisation to what she was doing, but her attempt was feeble, she wanted Mark to keep hold of her. She paused for a moment, considering her response before she spoke.




Taryn



"... Yeah, few months now." Taryn paused slightly before giving her reply...

It was the hesitation in her voice to admit she had a partner that made Mark's ears prickle. He had to restrain himself from grinning at hearing it.

"Congratulations." Mark gave her a smile as he let go of her hand, letting it drop against his thigh. He kept his gaze on her when she didn't move it.

"He's not here tonight."Taryn replied shyly, ignoring what Mark had said. Her cheeks went red as she looked away from him, gazing aimlessly toward a spot on the floor a few feet in front of her.

"Well yeah, but you've got your friends here." Mark spoke casually, though a little shocked at how open Taryn was being. Mark hadn't even addressed where her fiance was, so she had made good effort to let him know he wasn't with her, as if she wanted him to know she was unrestrained tonight. Mark knew Taryn was being a bit shy at that moment, but her response only further reiterated her intent.

"... yeah, but he's not here." Taryn spoke quietly again, as if only to herself. Her eyes still hadn't moved from the spot where she stared, her hand was still on the inside of Mark's thigh as the party raged around them.

"That's a shame." Mark spoke to break her stare.

"A shame he isn't here?" Taryn asked quizzically, a little confused by his response.

"Shame you're engaged." Mark lied with a calm smile.

"Ah... yeah." Taryn spoke awkwardly, unsure how to explain the openness of her flirting.

"Another drink?" Mark nodded towards the kitchen, changing the conversation casually.

"No more shots, though." Taryn smiled, a little more relaxed knowing Mark wasn't deterred by the fact that she had a fiance.

He certainly wasn't deterred by this, if anything this was the most motivated the 20-year-old could be...

It was going on 3am and the party was just as strong as it had ever been. Admittedly the alcohol was a lot more scarce meaning drinks were being shared and god awful (even worse than before) combination of cocktails were being made. Mark and Taryn stood side by side at the kitchen counter, laughing to themselves as a very drunk blonde poured them a mix of drinks that were apparently 'approved nightclub cocktails'. The pair took this as a challenge and were onto their fifth Cowboy Butterscotch Creme shot with orange juice chaser. Sadly enough, this was by far the best mix she had come up with so far.

"Alright, fuck it, I'm done." Mark held up his hands as the nameless blonde pulled out the remainder of what appeared to be an absinthe bottle and a carton of blueberry juice. There was no way he could stomach any more of these hideous creations.

"Win!" Taryn slammed her hand down on the counter. 

The pair were kind of drunk at this point. This wasn't to Mark's plan, rather the fortunate by-product of spending time around so many keen drinkers. But hell, they were finally getting into the swing of the party.

"Draw." Mark corrected her. "We had the same amount of drinks."

"Pour me one." Taryn gestured to the ditsy blonde who looked happy that someone was actually keen to enjoy her combinations.

"It's absinthe though, love." Mark jeered the make-shift bartender to make the challenge harder. "Gotta be at least half and half."

"Fuck off." Taryn hit Mark on the chest playfully, though still quite hard. She probably didn't realise how drunk she was at this point. "That stuff's like 60%."

"I don't make the rules." Mark shrugged before gesturing that the blonde poured the glass deep.

"No, you don't, asshole." Taryn spoke with a smile and a little more venom before telling the blonde to stop. The glass was still deeply filled, so much so that the deep blue mixture of blueberry juice was diluted heavily by the time the glass was filled. The short haired brunette took the glass and inspected it hesitantly before biting her lip and looking up to Mark. She offered the glass to him. "... if you drink it you'll win."

"Fuck off, it's yours." Mark laughed with a slur as he watched in anticipation.

Taryn sighed. She put the drink on the counter and pretended to stretch, rolling her neck, flexing her arms and finding pretty much anything to do to prolong knocking back the drink. Mark laughed as she put on the clumsy display before grabbing the drink from the counter and wrapping an arm around her.

"Not for looking at." He said sternly as he put the glass to her hand and kept a hold of her from behind until she brought the glass to her lips and impressively downed the entire thing in a single go. Mark instinctively let go and took a step back, looking quite impressed. "Shit... fair play."

"Wiiin, bitch." Taryn put the glass down. Her bright blue tongue glowed as she grinned feverishly.

"Yeah, alright, fair play." Mark spoke quietly, a little embarrassed that he had been out drunk by a girl less than half his size.

"That's embarrassing for you, isn't it?" Taryn goaded Mark as she drunkenly poked him in the chest. She was rather smug she had beaten him. Little known to her Mark had quite a bit of trouble swallowing his pride. "... someone of my size to beat you."

"The drinks were shit." Mark shrugged. "They were sickly. I guess you're the best at drinking shit alcohol."

"Better than you." Taryn taunted him further.

"Sure." Mark nodded, trying to change the subject as he leaned against the table.

"You upset?" Taryn grinned at Mark, playfully poking him in the chest again.

"Distraught." Mark put on a smile and stared her down.

Mark knew he had to shake the jealousy. It was getting late and he ran the risk of not even trying to get his way with Taryn. He was pretty drunk at this point, so he threw caution to the wind and decided to try and get her alone. He knew the rooms upstairs would most likely be free, it was just a matter of convincing her to go up there with him.

The pair stayed close to the bar, though this time not to drink. All the surrounding sofas and benches outside were crowded and the pair were happy to talk away from prying eyes and curious ears. Mark started to flirt playfully, well, they had been flirting all night, only now it was more apparent. Taryn was as receptive as ever, and with every cheeky comment or playful touch to her body Mark made there was a flirtatious, though nervous giggle to follow.

"It was nice coming to a party without Liam." Taryn mentioned all of a sudden, completely unrelated to their talk on student life. She seemed to have put a lot of effort of bringing this up, as if she wanted to reiterate to Mark that she was alone. "Just nice to be by myself."

"By yourself?" Mark questioned the gorgeous brunette sarcastically. "So have I just been your imaginary friend for the night?"

"You know what I mean." Taryn smiled a little shyly, now not looking at Mark. She paused for a moment as if she were considering her words carefully."Just worried what Rach will think.'

"What do you mean?" Mark asked with a raise of his brow.

"I've just been sat with you... talking all night." Taryn paused on the word 'talking' because the fact was they had been flirting and touching playfully for most of the night. She certainly didn't sound worried though, it was as if she was trying to lead the conversation in a different direction."She might think something's up."

"I haven't even seen Rachel for the last few hours." Mark said surveying the room. This was a lie, fact was he saw her 10 minutes ago going outside with some guy he didn't know. Taryn wasn't as tall as he was so the chances are she hadn't seen her. He wanted to make sure she felt hidden, away from the nosy, gossips that were her friends.

"Really?" Taryn looked around the room unsure of herself, buying into Marks lie."Well you know what I meant."

"What, that I'm hitting on you or something?" Mark replied, a subtle level of sarcasm laced his voice as he hinted, they both knew full well that they had both been flirting.

"Oh yeah, but you wouldn't do that, would you?" Taryn quipped sarcastically.

"'Wouldn't dream of it." Mark replied lightly with a small smile.

"Shame I'm engaged or you might have gotten laid tonight." Taryn laughed to herself after a pause of thought. She blushed, brushing the hair out of her eyes as she looked away from Mark's curious gaze. She didn't mean for it to sound so suggestive, but it was clear she wanted to raise the subject with Mark.

"Might have?" Mark snorted, his tone turning smug. "Would have already had you by now."

"You are so fucking full of yourself." Taryn didn't sound offended by this, matter of fact she looked up at Mark intently when he said it. She goaded Mark further into the conversation. "I'm sure I would have been pretty disappointed."

"Don't act coy, you would have fucking loved it." Mark said a little more seriously. He wasn't daft, he could see right through Taryn's attempt to bring the conversation onto sex.

"Shame I'm engaged then." Taryn brought it up again, as if she wanted Mark to challenge this obstacle, and much to the gorgeous brunettes anticipation he did.

"Engaged or not, I'd still fuck you." Mark didn't laugh this time, he didn't even give her a smile. He spoke arrogantly, directly to her but quiet enough that only she could hear. He wasn't messing around now, there were no second meanings behind anything he said, no light flirting, nothing. His intentions were clear and the importance of Taryn's reaction to this was paramount to gauge whether he'd hit what he thought was the holy grail of his 'preference', a bride to be.

"I uh, yeah, well..." Taryn could only muster a stumbling response. She was completely thrown off by the seriousness of Mark's reply. The pair had been flirting lightly all night, their conversation hidden by a secret code of suggestion. Mark was the first to remove the mask from his intention. She couldn't look at Mark now, only mustering a stare a few feet away as she tried to grapple onto a response. Her mouth moved but nothing came out and by the time she had thought of something to say, Mark had gotten in first.

"You really think I care that you're engaged, Taryn?" Mark spoke, the same annoying, arrogant tone dripping from his voice as he spoke softly. He dropped his head so his eyes were in the line of Taryn's, breaking her gaze so her attention was back on him. He stood up again, towering above the gorgeous, slender brunette as her eyes followed him. "Do you really think that would stop me? Your fiance isn't even here."

The party raged on around them. The music blared loudly and the massive bonfire outside was higher than ever. People were singing, drinks were being knocked back faster than ever and complete strangers were side by side as if life long friends. Everyone was in a phenomenal mood, so nobody paid any notice of the guy and girl talking rather intensely at the kitchen counter. To any observer the conversation would look innocent enough, but at that moment the tall, cheeky boy was trying to convince the gorgeous brunette to forget about her fiance and fuck him.

"W-we couldn't..." Taryn said with a lot of hesitance in her voice. She fumbled for a reason. She had to protest, she didn't want to come off as a slut, if she gave herself up to this guy so easily then it would be unforgivable Unfortunately though, the excuse she gave wasn't very deterring. "There's nowhere... private."

Mark smiled smugly. This wasn't an excuse, it was a question. She was asking him if he knew somewhere they could find to fuck. If she really felt bad about it she would have used her fiance as an excuse, the logical excuse, the reason why a woman wouldn't fuck around, not that she couldn't find somewhere to do it.

"Upstairs. There's like 4 rooms up there." Mark said, keeping his gaze with her. He knew if he looked away her eyes might wander, and wandering eyes means a racing mind. He didn't want her to look around the room and consider people hearing, all the strangers who might walk in on them or her friends finding out... he wanted her whole attention to be stuck on him and the illusion of inevitability of what the night had been leading up to.

"Yeah, but..." Taryn paused, her mouth opened again to find the words but she couldn't think of an excuse. She might not even had wanted to find an excuse. The pause went on and she gave a smile of frustration at the smug looking guy chatting her up.

Mark was convinced she wanted it. They had been flirting all night, she had been touchy and suggestive and now she was struggling to find one of a million possible excuses for not cheating on her fiance.

This was usually the point where Mark would take charge. The girl would sit and struggle to think of something to say because the alternative was agreeing to cheating, and no matter how bad the girl wanted to fuck this was a tricky thing for them to do. Mark learnt that he needed to take control of the situation at this point after once having a girl fumble around the idea for well over half an hour, waiting for him to lead her to somewhere quiet.

"I'm going to have another drink." Mark said, nodding over the counter to the stash of spirits left laid out for people to drink. "There's a room upstairs that's quite interesting, actually. I think you should check it out."

"Oh?" Taryn asked curiously. Her voice was without any flirtatious suggestiveness and now sounded nervous and innocent. Her eagerness to Mark's orders highlighted her intent to actually make this happen... she wanted an excuse to go up there. "Why's that?"

"Reece has an old school Street Fighter 2 arcade machine." Mark replied, knowing this would have her attention, especially after speaking to her for an hour about childhood video games.

"Seriously?" Taryn sounded a bit more receptive now, though not just for the sake of the arcade machine... it was an excuse, an excuse for her to go to the secluded room Mark suggested. She didn't have ask him to fuck, something she might feel bad about doing, this would come around by itself. What she said next highlighted her eagerness to get him alone. "... do you want a game?"

"Yeah, I'll whoop your ass in a second." Mark said without the pun intended. He wanted to make sure she felt comfortable about going up there and something that would stop the nagging in her mind is if nobody suspected they were fucking, so going up separately, even with just a few minutes apart would be enough to stop people from making assumptions.

"Bullshit." Taryn laughed, her voice still a little nervous at the realisation of what was going to happen. She paused for a moment as if waiting for further confirmation from Mark that they were going to go up there.

"Go." Mark nodded through to the other room where the stairs led up to the collection of spare rooms above the party. He watched for a moment as the brunette smiled incredulously and made her way through to the other room. He noticed Taryn turn to look at him again, a cheeky smile over her face as she made sure nobody was watching, and before he knew it she had jogged up the stairs.

Mark couldn't hear if she had gone to the right room, the music was too loud. This was a good thing though, because no doubt Taryn would be aware that their voices would be hidden up there. The tall, brown haired student gave a quick, smug laugh to himself as he made his way to a nearby tequila bottle and poured a shot, downing it without hesitation. He placed his hands on the counter of the kitchen and once again stared into the bonfire that raged outside. He couldn't help but crack a smirk at the thought of Taryn's fiance, wherever he might be. He imagined some poor chump, hands down pants watching late night TV while his girl was waiting for some other guy to come upstairs and fuck him.

Mark looked around the room for a familiar face, eventually finding East rather unsuccessfully chatting up the same ditsy blonde who served Taryn and himself drinks. He walked over to the corner of the room where they were stood and slapped East on the back.

"Right fuckwit, I'm off." Mark said with a smile, saying his goodbyes.

"What? Come on man." East protested before trying to drag Mark back toward the kitchen. "Lauren's going to make shots for us.

"I think I've had enough of Lauren's shots." Mark laughed, slapping East's hands out of the way. "Anyway, gotta get up early tomorrow."

"Alright fucker, we'll come see you off then." East suggested to a rather unimpressed looking Lauren.

"Oh no, I'm not driving. Going to walk back. Drank too much, I'm just gonna get my car tomorrow." Mark quickly thought up an excuse. He leaned into East and spoke quietly. "Besides, you're fucking in, man."

Mark gave East a friendly slap on the shoulder. He knew full well that Lauren the blonde would drop him in a few moments, but at least it would keep him from following Mark around. He threw East a parting wave as he made his way into the other room.

It was always important for Mark to have an alibi, even if fake. He always made sure to falsify his whereabouts to rule him out of suspicion should say an angry boyfriend find out what had happened. Mark was a pretty big guy, not just tall but also well built from his time playing sports and rowing, but it was better to avoid that sort of confrontation. He learnt this out the hard way during his younger years after sleeping with a girl... whose boyfriend happened to be a boxer. Mind you, he still argued it was worth it.

Mark skipped his way through the crowd and couldn't help but grin as he made his way up the flight of stairs to the darkened landing at the top. The music faded and the drunken banter below was numbed as he walked past the doors until he reached the furthest on the right, already slightly opened. He turned around to insure nobody would see him before pushing the door open and sneaking in.

The room was dark and messy. A king sized bed sat in front of a large window, light flickering over it as the bonfire outside shot light into the tucked away bedroom. There were clothes on the floor, though the bed was perfectly made. Mark scanned the room and saw the antique Street Fighter 2 arcade machine, though it wasn't on. His eyes adjusted to the semi darkness as he noticed the shadowed figure of Taryn standing in front of the machine, staring blankly at it, her hand tracing the buttons. She turned and looked up at Mark nervously as she heard him close the door behind him.

Mark walked towards the nervous, gorgeous short-haired brunette, a cheeky smiled draped over his face as he pinned his eyes on hers. He watched as she broke her grip on the arcade machines joysticks and took a step to meet him. He had expected her to be rather shy at the prospect of cheating on her fiance, but the moment Mark was close she gripped onto his shirt, pulling herself closer and kissed him.

The pairs lips mashed together as their tongues danced wildly, a soft moan escaping Taryn's warm mouth as Mark took hold of her hips, sending tingling vibrations through their lips. Mark gripped tightly, pulling Taryn toward him as his tongue explored hers. He could feel her tits push against his chest as his bulge pressed just under her stomach. The couple stood for a moment, loud music muffled from outside as the product of 4 hours of teasing finally came undone, every little suggestion and flirty comment finally climaxing as the pair ripped into each other.

Taryn brushed her hand over the bulge now prominently poking out from Mark's jeans. A sultry smile and shaky breath escaped both their lips as Taryn squeezed against Mark's cock playfully, her hand tracing his length as she began to jerk him through his clothes.

Mark dipped his thumbs under the bottom of Taryn's shirt and lifted it, exposing her slightly pale, silky stomach as he raised it above her body. Taryn broke away from the kiss, raising her arms in the air as Mark pulled the shirt from her, leaving her in just a plain, black multiway bra. It wasn't the most extravagant looking bra in the world, but the way it pushed her tits up looked stunning. Mark couldn't help but stare as he felt the warm, silky skin press against him. His hands traced Taryn's back, gently tracing a finger up her spine, sending shivers through her as she put her hand back against Mark's bulge.




Taryn



Mark took a small step back to admire the gorgeous brunette, now shirtless in front of him. He smiled at her smugly and twirled his finger, signalling for her to do a spin. Taryn raised a brow and then turned, she was definitely feeding into Mark's arrogance, for some reason this had always been a turn on for a lot of girls. He noticed a small belly button piercing and a tattoo of what appeared to be a dove on her hip. This surprised Mark as he had Taryn down as a more conservative type of girl, but she was definitely about to prove him wrong.

After the spin Taryn gave Mark a devilish smile before taking a few steps back towards him. This time she reached for the belt on his jeans and began to undo it, her fingers then fumbling at his button and zipper, slowly undoing his pants and dragging them down to his thighs. Still without looking at Mark she dropped to her knees in front of him and grabbed at the boxer shorts which tightly hugged his thighs. She dragged them down rather enthusiastically, quickly bringing Mark's hard cock into view, mere inches from her face.

Taryn's reaction to Mark's size nearly made him laugh, much like it did with most girls. Her sultry, determined face quickly turned to one of shock and consideration when the true length of his cock came into view. Mark wasn't huge, but he was still pretty big, and unless a girl had slept around a lot the chances were he was the biggest guy they had come across... and judging by Taryn's reaction it was fair to say he was the biggest she had seen. Taryn's confidence had dwindled quickly, that all too familiar face Mark had seen when a girl wasn't sure they could take his length.

Mark watched as the gorgeous, short haired brunette did what nearly every girl previous had done at first sight of his size. She kept her eyes on his cock, sizing it up before leaning in and placing her lips to the tip, kissing it gently as if to tease him. Her hand reached up and grabbed his shaft, squeezing gently as she began to stroke his cock, gauging how thick and long it was, and whether she'd be able to try and suck it decently. Taryn looked up and smiled, her perfect lips barely visible under the head of Mark's cock. She wanted to impress him, she wanted him to remember her... they had gotten on so well, she wanted to be remember as more than a fling.

Taryn closed her eyes in concentration before she parted her lips and pushed her head forward. She felt the warmth and firmness of Mark's cock fill her mouth as she sucked against the head, swirling her tongue and bobbing her mouth backward and forth to tease the helm. She was getting a good gauge of his size, and was slowly becoming more confident that she could suck it a little better.

Mark knew she hadn't taken a cock this big before Her uncertainty in taking his size and hesitance to go too quickly was cute, but at the same time it fed the massive, arrogant ego Mark had. He knew he was bigger than her fiance, but more importantly... he knew this girl was putting in every ounce of effort to making sure she sucked his cock well. This wasn't just a passion fuck, she wasn't unnaturally horny for this one night and needed to be screwed, she was going out of her way to serve his cock... she was his for now.

A muffled moan broke out from the room as Taryn began to bob her head further and further down Mark's shaft, sucking lewdly as her tongue pushed against his head. Mark groaned as he began to feel the tip of his cock push against the hot, tight back of Taryn's throat, playfully teasing him as she threatened to deep-throat his shaft.

"Fucking hell... you're good at that." Mark groaned, looking down at Taryn, her lips spread wide as his cock was planted in her mouth. She dragged her mouth from his cock, making Mark instantly regret his kind words.

"Really?" She asked with an enthusiastic smile, appreciative of Mark's encouragement. She got a little cocky with her attitude. "Have you ever been blown this well?"

"Never." Mark smiled, putting his hand on the back of her head and pulling her lips back to his cock, making her suck him again. This was a lie, but he wanted to boost her confidence, and fair play to her she was doing a decent job. This worked exactly as Mark planned as when the gorgeous fiances lips parted around his cock again she started to suck deeper and faster than before, enthusiastically taking his cock in a bid to impress him... and it was working. 

The sucking sounds of the illicit blowjob filled the room and drowned out the muffled party music downstairs. Mark couldn't take his eyes away as he kept feeling the head of his cock push teasingly against the back of Taryn's throat, each time sending a swirl of excitement to his stomach as her warm, wet mouth continued to massage his cock.

"Mmmmpph..." A concentrated, muffle moan escaped Taryn's lips as she pushed her head forward, letting the head of Mark's cock push into the back of her throat. Her eyes pinched shut as she focused, before letting another inch push further into her. Taryn paused for a moment before she started to bob her head back and forth, each thrust encompassing Mark's cock into her tight, wet throat.

SLUUUUUURP...

Mark grabbed the back of Taryn's short, brunette hair and tugged, pulling her head forward as he thrust his cock between her lips. He smiled smugly to himself as he fucked the gorgeous fiance's mouth as she knelt in front of him. He watched as her eyes were closed in concentration, her head bobbing back and forth as she put every effort into giving him the best blowjob of his life. Taryn's mouth quickly soaked the thick cock she sucked so desperately again, coating it in warm, saliva as she worked her tongue to tease every inch possible. This was enough to make any sane man cum, but knowing that somewhere her clueless fiance was awaiting this girls return made it all the more sweeter... knowing that he had his dick between the lips of some other guys bride to be was far too much for the smug 20-year-old.

A moment later the sounds of footsteps approaching rung in Mark's ear, causing him to turn to face the door. Much to his surprise, Taryn continue to suck eagerly against his cock, her head still bobbing back and forth as she work a rhythm to get his dick into her throat with every thrust of her face. Either she hadn't noticed the approaching footsteps or didn't care, which would be odd considering if it was someone she did know, they would see this seeming innocent, loving bride-to-be desperately sucking the hard cock of someone who wasn't her fiance. The footsteps faded as they went the other way down the hall, letting Mark breath a sigh of relief. The fact they were almost interrupted caused alarm, and he felt he better act on what he had in front of him before it was too late. He savoured the sight of his cock buried between the lips of this stunning fiance for a moment before he took hold of the back of her head again and brought his dick from her lips. Much to his amusement, a worried and slightly upset look covered Taryn's face.

"Get on." Mark nodded to the bed behind Taryn as he dropped his jeans, now moving over with only his boxers tightly hugging his thighs.

Taryn stood up, her eyes still on Mark's cock as she took a few uneasy steps backwards towards the bed. She sat down on the edge and fumbled at her jeans buttons, quickly undoing it nervously before beginning to pull them down past her slender, silky thighs. Mark walked up to her at the edge of the bed and took hold of her jeans, sliding them from her legs, leaving her in a pair of black trunks which matched her bra. Mark couldn't help but let out a smug laugh as the perfect short-haired brunette leaned in and started to kiss the tip of Mark's cock again as she sat in front of him, her eyelids lightly shut as she moaned breathlessly against the head of his dick. After a moment the near naked brunette tried to shuffle backwards to make room for Mark, but he would have none of it. Mark grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards the edge of the bed and knelt in front of her, causing a cheeky grin to beam from Taryn's face when she understood what he wanted to do.

Mark pressed his thumb to Taryn's pussy through her panties, instantly feeling the searing warmth and wetness dripping from her, her body arching at his touch. He grinned smugly to himself as he pressed his thumb lightly, rubbing against her clit through her panties, causing her mouth to instinctively open as he teased her.

"You are so fucking full of yourself." Taryn laughed with a heated breath.

Mark didn't respond, but he took Taryn's jibe as incentive to take things further. He loosely grabbed at her panties and began to pull them away. Taryn lifted her ass from the bed and pulled her legs together, letting the panties slide from her as her bottom half was laid completely bare for the stranger in front of her. Her body heaved in anticipation as her legs hung off the edge of the bed, her back laid flat as her pussy was now completely naked in front of his man she had just met.

Mark didn't have a condom, but by this point he didn't care. He was usually so careful when it came to these encounters, but the drawn out anticipation of fucking this stunner had taken him over the edge. He knew she was safe, but his only concern was whether she was on the pill or not... he thought it might be best to pull out. His mouth salivated as Taryn parted her legs teasingly in front of him, her pussy glistening with wetness in front of him, begging him to fuck her. Mark's cock raged, standing hard and firm, begging him to lean forward and enter this gorgeous fiance.

Taryn looked a little concerned as Mark grabbed her hips again, readying himself to fuck her. Whether it was because he didn't have a condom on or his size, Mark was unsure, but whatever worry she had wasn't enough to stop... she was as eager to fuck as Mark was by this point. The pair's bodies shivered as the tip of Mark's cock pressed against Taryn's pussy, the heat of each other sending tingling waves of pleasure through them both. Mark looked down at Taryn with a cruel smile as her near naked body was laid open to him, her back flat against the bed she was laid against, her slender, long legs parted for him to move between, and now her hips bucked desperately as he began to slide his cock over the face of her cunt.

Mark took hold of his dick and rubbed it against Taryn's clit. The saliva on Mark's cock mixed with Taryn's wetness as he teased her with every anticipating stroke against her. He watched on as Taryn's body squirmed and shivered with her cruel rub and flick against her clit.

"Just fuck me." Taryn said, slightly irritated by the anticipation. She was begging him now. She was begging this stranger to fuck her with what was the biggest cock she had ever had while her fiance was none the wiser... none the wiser that the love of his live was about to be fucked for all she was worth after desperately sucking against his thick cock.

Mark couldn't help but laugh as he slid his cock to the opening of her pussy. He watched as he knelt at the front of the bed, watching as the head of his cock began to sink into the warm, wet tightness of Taryn's pussy. He was no more than a few inches in when Taryn winced, sitting up and placing her hand flat to Marks stomach, holding him off as she adjusted to his thickness. The cocky 20-year-old was used to this, and Taryn's reaction only made him smirk wider than before. Her fiance obviously didn't have a dick as big as his, otherwise she'd be used to his size.

A moment passed and Taryn's pressure lessened as she welcomed another inch of Mark's cock into her. He sunk a little further in, feeling her pussy squeeze his cock beyond belief as he stretched the stunning fiance. Mark didn't get much further before Taryn stopped him again. The pretty brunettes face was a mixture of embarrassment, pleasure, pain and irritation as she tried desperately to take Mark's entire length within her. The fact was she had never taken anyone that big, and much to her disappointment it wasn't as easy as it looked.

Mark decided to help out by taking a hold of Taryn's hips and circling his waist, driving his cock up and down in a clockwise motion, grinding his hard shaft against every sensitive inch of skin at the opening of her pussy. This usually worked for him, and as a breathless moan escaped Taryn's lips he knew it was working. Taryn's hands released from Mark's hips as she lifted them above her head. Her eyes relaxed, no longer shut in tense concentration, now rather appreciated satisfaction as the strangers cock teased her.

"Not used to them this big?" Mark asked, not even trying to hide his arrogance as placed his palm flat above her pussy, dropping his thumb and pressing it to her clit to tease her. He wanted to ease her into her... that way he would ease into her.

Taryn only shook her head in response. Her mouth opened instinctively and her eyes shot wide open, feeling Mark's thumb tease her clit. A guttural groan escaped her as Mark inched his cock into her further still, his hips still grinding against her pussy to ease her in.

"You'll love it." Mark laughed as he started to thrust now, only a few inches at a time, but the reaction coming from Taryn was so hot it's all it needed.

She had the look on her face, that stunning look Mark savoured when he fucked a girl like this. She was full, completely full, her pussy stretched and her legs spread as if begging for more. He could tell she hadn't had a cock like this before, had never been fucked and filled like this before. This was something new, and that would only bring the dirtiest out of her.

"A-aahhh-urggh." Taryn groaned nonsensically as she clenched the sheets of the bed, her eyes tightly shut as her mouth hung open in a pleasured concentration. The pain of Mark's length was quickly being drowned out by the sharp surges of pleasure coursing through her pussy with every thrust he made. 

Mark couldn't help but let out a smug laugh as he watched the turmoil running through Taryn's head. He felt her hips buck as she lifted her ass a little into the air, welcoming his cock as she instructed him to thrust deeper, which Mark wasted no time in doing. He kept a firm hold of the gorgeous fiance's hips as he pushed the last few inches of his length into her warm pussy, feeling the depths of her stretch around his cock as he went as deep as he could. He paused for a moment, his entire length inside Taryn, watching the stunning brunette squirm as he gave her time to get used to his length. He rubbed his thumb against her clit, drowning out the first instances of pain and replacing them with a subdued pleasure, a taster in a way, enticing her to want more.

It was a few moments before Mark took his thumb from Taryn's clit and went back to holding her hips with both hands. Taryn's eyes shot open as she began to feel the gentle rocking moments of Mark's hips as he slowly began to fuck her. Each thrust sent a wave of heightening pleasure through the pair as Mark picked up pace. Before a few breathless moans and surprised gasps could be made Mark had started fucking the loving fiance? with a considerable rhythm.

"Ahhh... a-ahhhh-hhhh... f-fuck." Taryn's moans were broken up with every heavy thrust Mark made into her.

Taryn's face heated up as she blushed wildly at the constant reminder of what she was doing. Besides her bra and socks she was laid completely bare to this stranger she has just met. A nervous, yet wicked smile swamped her face each time she looked down her body to see the rhythmic bucking of Mark's hips, or an exciting glance of his cock each time it thrusted into her. She felt her back arch instinctively, guiding Mark's cock deeper into her as she started to grind her hips against every thrust Mark made. 

"Told you you'd love it." Mark gave a cheeky laugh as he watched the stunning brunette underneath him, his eyes watching as his cock sank in and out of Taryn's warm, soaking pussy.

"G-god you're full oh... of yourself..." Taryn laughed breathlessly as her tits bounced with every thrust Mark made into her, he was gaining pace, and the pleasure between the two was mounting because of it. She let out another stunned laugh as she watched Mark sink his entire length into her again. "Shit, you're big... AHH."

Taryn let out a loud shriek as Mark made a stronger thrust into her, filling her immediately. He was fucking her with some real pace now and the bed began to rock back and forth because of it. Taryn's hair started to become a frizzy messy as her whole body rubbed against the bed underneath her. The stunning brunette's eyes rolled to the back of her head in a moment of pleasured concentration before she instinctively lifted her legs and wrapped them around Mark's stomach. She looked up at Mark, his smug, arrogant smile beaming down at her, only turning her on more.

The cheeky 20-year-old was enjoying the fact that it had only taken him a few hours to have this gorgeous fiance around his cock. He couldn't help but laugh to himself at thinking what her fiance was doing right now, completely oblivious to the fact that Mark was fucking his girl with a cock much larger than his. If only he could see her now, her face morphed with excitement and pleasure, her legs bouncing up and down as they wrapped around some strangers waist, her pussy blazing with warmth and wetness as welcomed every inch of his thick cock.

"Oh fuck... come on, fuck me." Taryn groaned as her head rolled to her side. Her legs lifted as they wrapped tighter around Mark's waist, bouncing up and down with every heavy thrust he made into her. She continued her chant, her eyes in the back of her head as her mind raced between perverted pleasure and unfathomable arousal."F-fuck me... fuck me... oh fu-fuuuuck... fuck me. Yes, yes... oh my GOD..."

Taryn's hair was a mess, her clothes all over the floor, her tits practically on show and her bare pussy free for use as Mark continued to drive his thick, hard cock into her mercilessly. There was something fantastically arousing about being fucked so brutally by Mark. It was raw, powerful... primitive. As if something had taken over him, as if the most important thing in the world was making sure she was fucked so incredibly into the bed they were laid on.

Mark felt Taryn's slender, silky legs raise into the air, parting a bit as she made as much room as possible for him to fuck her. Her legs bounced back and forth with every thrust he made, feeling her body rock helplessly back and forth as he continued to pound her tight pussy. Her moans became breathless, though her eyes continued to shoot open in surprise with every heavy thrust me made into her. He knew that she was loving every second of this hot fuck, and the fact that she was so willingly doing it behind her fiances back made it so much hotter.

The bed began to creak loudly as it rocked back and forth, barely matching the guttural groans escaping Taryn's lips. Had the music cut out or if anyone were to walk past they would be able to hear the desperate moans and loud fucking of this gorgeous bride to be, though not with her future husband...

"C-come... on... p-please, don't stop..." Taryn pleaded as Mark leaned in a little closer for a better position. He had no intention of stopping, even if he was caught fucking this stunning brunette. His chest rested against her heavy tits through her bra as their bodies mashed together with every rhythmic, heavy pound of his cock. Their stomachs were warm and flat to one another's, their lips inches apart as Mark stared into the rolling eyes of the young fiance. Her face was flushed, her eyes fixated on him and her mouth instinctively open as a constant moan hummed from her throat. "Fhh... fucking hell you're good."

It wasn't like Mark needed his ego stroking any further, but he decided to push the boundaries...




Taryn



"Been fucked like this before?" Mark asked through a groan as his hips continued to rise and fall as his cock filled Taryn's warm, tight pussy, her legs still high in the air as he controlled her body.

The unbelievable fiance could only response by biting her lip and shaking her head, her eyes tightly shut as she concentrated on the ever building intense orgasm, ready to rip through her body like shock waves of an explosion. This wasn't enough for Mark, he wanted to hear her say it.

"Ever been fucked like this before?" He repeated, a confident, cocky grin covering his face. His heart fluttering as he felt his own orgasm near.

"N-not... not for ages." She gasped through a high pitch squeel. Admittedly this wasn't exactly what Mark intended on saying but it was a start.

"Does he fucked you like this?" Mark replied as Taryn opened her eyes to look at him, their faces only inches a part, a gorgeous pleasured smile on the brunette fiances face, a cocky, self loving grin on Mark's.

As before, Taryn could only response by biting her lip and shaking her head, though this time a little more meekly. It was a risk Mark took by mentioning her fiance, a risk of her feeling guilty and wanting to stop... but it was getting to the point where the girl wouldn't care. She would tell herself she's already gone this far, that she was so close to cumming anyway, that she may as well let him make her cum. Mark knew this and exploited it, and as he felt the tingling sensation rise in his balls as his orgasm neared he decided to risk his dirty talk a little more.

"You gonna cum for me?" Mark smiled, making sure he said 'for me' as he picked up some pace, grinding into Taryn faster than ever as they both made a desperate dash to their explosive orgasms.

"Keep guh-going..." Taryn started to buck her hips desperately to match ever hard thrust Mark made into her. She groaned to herself, eyes shut and mouth open as she focused solely on the huge cock filling her and the incredible orgasm readying to control her body. The sounds of their bodies mashing together filled the room along Taryn's heavy breaths and occasional uncontrollable squeal.

"Faster Mark... fu-fhuuuuck... Faster!" Taryn opened her eyes as she pleaded, she was moments away from cumming. A delicious, horny smile came from her lips as the look of pure, ecstatic bliss took over her. "I'm gonna cum... OH FUCK, KEEP GOING... HHMMMMMPPHHH... YES, OH FUCK!"

Mark picked up his pace. He moved his hands and laid them flat either side of Taryn's head. He felt Taryn's legs lower and spread wide, flat against the bed as she laid bare to him, vulnerable and pleading as he forcefully began to fuck her to orgasm. The cocky 20-year-old brought his dick out almost all the way with every fast fuck into the tight, hot brunette now. He knew he wasn't going to last long, and the pleasure rising up from his balls told him he was close too.

"Come on bitch. Cum for me." Mark groaned, his eyes glaring at the gorgeous short haired fiance in concentration as he continued to pound into her hot, tight hole.

Taryn's mouth swung open, her eyes tight shut as the only sound to escape her lips was a desperate squeel. She was about to cum. Hours of teasing and an incredible fuck was building up to this earth shattering, mind ripping orgasm. With her eyes still shut tight her head rolled to the side, her whole body still rocking back and forth as her legs twitched, spread wide around Mark's fast bucking hips. She let out a final moan, as if the feed Mark's ego.

"I-I'm gonna cummmm... Mark... oh fuck... I'm gonna cum!" Taryn groaned, now quite loud, as if uncaring if anyone heard her, as if the only thing she cared about was the stunning orgasm building inside her. "OH FUCK, KEEP GOING... OHHHH FUCK! I'M CUMMING."

A high pitch squeal filled the room as the ever-present, earth shattering orgasm that Taryn was building up to ripped through her like an explosion. Her legs gave way, her hips no longer able to meet each one of Mark's powerful thrusts and her eyes rolled as nothing but pleasure warped her body into a writhing, sexual state. Her body shook from Mark's thrusting as wave after wave of orgasm overtook her body as the thick, hard cock continued to pound into her pussy, reaching deeper than she had ever felt before.

"AHHHHH... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Taryn squealed, nearly illegible as her tits continued to bounce, her pussy blazed and her whole body shook with pleasure. Her mind wasn't on anything other than this pleasure, other than this unbelievable, earth-shattering orgasm that this utter stranger had given her with his cock. She didn't think about her fiance, her loving other half who no doubt had gone to bed by now, all she could think about was how good this cocky, self loving, arrogant ass-hole had made her feel...

Mark couldn't hold on any longer. He let out a loud groan, his balls tightening as his orgasm flooded his cock. He gripped the bed sheets in his hands, either side of Taryn's head as he continued to drive his thick cock into her hot, wet pussy, pushing himself over the edge as he was readying to blow.

Taryn opened her eyes in panicked shock, as if the realisation that Mark wasn't wearing a condom had struck her again. She placed her hand to Mark's chest and tried to push him back, though she didn't apply much force. Her eyes were too busy rolling in pleasure as she watched the cocky 20-year-old smile dirtily down at her. She knew full well he was about to cum, and after fucking her this well she knew he would cum hard... and even though he wasn't wearing a rubber, even though he was about to shoot his hot, thick, potent load into her unprotected pussy, she waited in anticipation, her legs spread, waiting hungrily to be filled by his load.

"Fuck!" Mark groaned as his cock twitched and the first of many heavy ropes of cum shot from his cock with incredible force. He thrusted forward, slamming his entire length into Taryn's burning pussy as he began to flood his potent seed inside her. He watched her face, her eyes opening wide in shock as she began to feel his hot cum fill the very depths of her womb. The pressure of her hand, once resisting his attempts to cum in her became limp, until she dropped it by her side, fully accepting and taking his hot cum as she moaned to herself.

"... f-fucking hell." Was all that Taryn could say as Mark shot the fifth, sixth... seventh huge squirt of his heavy, warm load into her pussy. She lifted her head, looking down at Mark's cock, fascinated at the sight of it twitch as it filled her with every spasm and throb. Her legs relaxed, hips still bucking instinctively as the last few heavy shots of Mark's cum flooded into her. "Holy shit..."

As the last few heavy blasts of his potent seed shot deep into the gorgeous brunette under him, Mark smiled smugly to himself knowing just what this girl was. He was someone's fiance, the timid, nerd girl that some guy out there idolised and adored... and here she was moaning as he came straight into her unprotected pussy, possibly knocking this girl up after just a few hours of flirting. She had sucked his cock, moaned for his cock and he had made her cum... he knew from now on he could have this bitch, and there wasn't a thing her fiance could do to stop him. The pretty little nerd girl had become his whore...

"Fhu-... fu-... fuuck me..." Taryn chanted as if possessed, her voice gradually getting weaker as her orgasm quietened. "Fuck... fuck me... oh my gooood... fuck..."

Mark slowed as they both came down from their orgasms. The room went silent for a moment before the pair burst into laughter, a stunned look warped over Taryn's face as a smug one crossed Mark's.

"I can't believe I did that." Taryn said in a shocked tone, though there was no shame or regret in her voice... she was shocked by what she had experienced. All the while her face was beaming with a huge smile, blushed cheeks and half close, sultry eyes. She was still so stunned by the magnitude of the orgasm she had felt she had barely noticed the fact that Mark was still inside her, his huge cock still buried between her legs like only her fiance's should have.

"You okay?" Mark laughed.

Taryn merely nodded with an embarrassed smile. As she closed her eyes she instinctively bit her lips, as doing so reminded her just where Mark's cock was buried. Her legs twitched for a moment before she opened her eyes again, looking directly up at Mark... her face was more serious. She could feel him... not just his cock but the flood of his hot, sticky cum that had filled her. Her pussy blazed as she felt the thick seed trickle within her, sliding deeper and deeper into her womb. It was a rare feeling for her, to ever be filled with so much cum, but the fact that it was some other guys tore her between illicit horniness and concern.

"I'm not..." Was all Taryn needed to say, looking up at Mark with her pussy still stuffed with his cock and cum.

"... on the pill?" Mark replied, concerned, still within her as their near naked bodies still pressed against each others.

"... come on, people might get suspicious." Taryn replied. Her voice had no guilt or shame, if anything it sounded a little bit cheeky and insinuating... but there was concern. Not concern for what she had done, but that her fiance might find out.

Mark slowly slid out of the stunning brunette. He watched as her face sank as the last few inches left her now filled pussy. He stood and reached for his jeans, pulling his clothes on as the loving fiance did the same next to him. The party raged on outside, the noise now apparent in the once sex filled room.

"If you ever want this again..." Mark started with a smile. Taryn threw him a look that told him now wasn't the time to illicit a second round, but he was glad he put his offer out there. She seemed relaxed, happy even, not like someone who was regretting what she had just done. She was smiling, almost giggling to herself as she put her clothes back on. After the pair were dressed they stopped at the door.

"You go first." Mark said as he opened the door, enough light crept in to shine over Taryn's gorgeous face. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were all crumpled and the room smelt of sex... Mark couldn't imagine trying to explain this to anyone passing by.

Taryn merely smiled and slapped Mark playfully against the chest as she left the room, closing the door behind her to leave Mark with his thoughts... and he had a lot to think about. The fact that he had this seemingly impossible to get girl sucking and gagging against his cock, the fact he was able to fuck the most loving and trusting of girls after only a few hours... and most importantly, the fact she was going back to her fiance sometime this morning with a pussy full of his cum, soon to return to her future husband filled to the brim with another mans hot, potent seed...

The party raged loudly outside as Mark sat on the bed in the warm room upstairs smelling of illicitness. For what seemed like such a dull party had turned into a night he wasn't soon to forget. He waited for a few minutes before going downstairs, insuring nobody would have seen Taryn and him coming from the same room. The party was as loud and lively as it had ever been as the cocky 20-year-old made his way down the stairs. He caught site of Este who called him over to share another drink with him, he was none the wiser.

***

It was 2 days after the party that Mark got the friend request on Facebook from Taryn. He was a little shocked she even had the nerve to add him, but he wasn't about to ignore her, not after what had happened. Almost as soon as Mark accepted Taryn's request did he receive a message from her, a nonchalant "hey" and nothing more. Mark grinned to himself as he broke into conversation with this mystery girl he managed to bed a few nights ago, knowing exactly where she intended on it leading. In between the subtle flirting and dirty jokes, Mark looked through her profile, laughing to himself as he saw picture after picture of her with her fiance... if only he knew just what she had done.

It only took another 2 days after adding Taryn for them to arrange a time to fuck again. Having a place to himself meant Mark really didn't need to sneak around as much as Taryn did. He effortlessly had the gorgeous brunette come back to him, desperately wanting a repeat of what happened at that party the week before. The first time they arranged to meet he had her on his bed, face down, ass high in the air as he fucked her from behind. He had more room to experiment and use this slut of a fiance, they were not rushed for time. There was nothing more satisfying than opening the door and seeing her face smiling at him, watching her sneak in through his door as her fiance was none the wiser. Every time he got his cock in her pussy, in her mouth, every time he came on her tits or against her lips he knew he was having something he shouldn't, like a drug, but the high was too good to quit.

The sex was intense, illicit for Taryn and ego-stroking for Mark. Taryn made sure to get to Mark's place at least once a week. Before the month was out they had fucked in every room, in every position Mark could have thought of. Whether it had been for a quick 15 minute fuck or a few hour romp he didn't care, he had her...

As the days got closer to the wedding the 'meetings' between Taryn and Mark happened less and less. This wasn't to Taryn's approval but the amount of time she had to spend with her fiance had gone up, meaning sneaking around became a lot harder. Eventually it hit the point that Mark was only able to get inside the stunning brunette once a fortnight, if that, and reluctantly he called the fling off. Despite this they fucked a few more times in the months following, but slowly it stopped. Whether it was guilt from Taryn or simply because she couldn't sneak off with him, Mark didn't know, but he knew for a portion of this sluts life he was a more important fuck to her than her own fiance.

It's been nearly 4 years since the party in which Taryn, the gorgeous, geeky, loving fiance cheated on her future husband. Mark still has her added on Facebook... and while Taryn's married now, the pair know he could still have her at any moment he chose.



Taryn's Boys



Taryn’s ex-boyfriend Martin had been a real dick to her about pretty much everything and so she didn’t mind being alone and not having to worry about his ridiculous morals. He was always going on about right and wrong and Taryn wasn’t much interested in that. She much preferred doing what made her feel good. 

Now that she was single Taryn could indulge in thinking about her previous boyfriends, guys she had been with before Martin. Taryn remembered how her ex-boyfriend Nic would touch her in the most perfect way imaginable. She could also recall the amazing erotic fantasies they had shared together, cuddling in the soft folds of her spacious bed. Avoiding the temptation to call him she logged onto Facebook to distract herself. She spent some time commenting on links her friends posted, looking at photos and avoiding any erotic thoughts. Taryn never masturbated and she wasn’t going to fuck anyone tonight so what was the point?

Then Taryn had a naughty idea and when Taryn got hold of a naughty idea it became hard for her to let it go. She was going to try log into Nic’s account. She had guessed his password correctly before. She wasn’t supposed to be thinking about Nic but Taryn was smart enough to know there was no point fighting what was naturally happening. Something inside her had led her to do this tonight and something inside her made her feel that it would lead to something. She used up two guesses that were both wrong. Shit. She knew she only had one last chance before she got locked out and felt a wave of excitement pass through her as she inserted a new combination. Taryn could not believe what happened next. She was staring at Nic’s homepage looking right at his news feed. The password had been correct! 

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. Not only had Taryn managed to unlock Nic’s account but the password had been her own name. It was as though Nic knew she might try log-in to his account again. Several girls had been posting on his wall and some of the comments were plainly flirtatious. Sluts, thought Taryn. She still felt possessive about Nic even though they broke up almost a year ago and she was delighted to note his relationship status was still single. When she looked in his messages folder, however, she was shocked by what she found there. 

Oh my fuck, she thought, why has Nic been messaging Rob! Rob was the boy Taryn had been with before Nic. Rob had a huge cock that she would suck on everyday if she got the chance.  He was also the only guy who gave her oral sex as well as Nic could, maybe even better. Though she had had sex with several boys Taryn had never had an orgasm from penetrative sex. Something was obviously missing from the equation. She still enjoyed receiving oral sex and Rob, who was older than Nic, had never failed to make her come in this manner. But Rob lived in London and she would not being seeing him anytime soon.

Taryn opened up the boys’ conversation and began reading what they had been saying to each other. She was flooded with curiosity as to why two boys who had once fought over her with such intensity were now calmly conversing online. Most of the chat was about football and other boyish matters and Taryn found herself feeling rather disappointed that she hadn’t been mentioned even once. But the final lines of their conversation were intriguing and grabbed her fullest attention. 

Nic: “Regarding our arrangements?”
Rob: “Going ahead.”

That was the end of their conversation. What arrangement? What was going ahead? None of this made any sense to Taryn. She couldn’t work out what possible arrangement Rob and Nic might have made with each other but she was certainty curious to find out. Taryn was deeply involved in speculation when the sound of the doorbell ringing jolted her back to present reality. She was not expecting anyone and the house was empty. She quickly got up to answer the door, her whole body still awash with the thrilling sensations her curious spying had produced and still unaware what was going on.

Taryn could not believe her eyes when she saw Rob and Nic standing outside. “Oh my god, what are you guys doing here?” she asked as she unlocked her gate to let them inside. Neither of them answered her and a deep silence spread around them. Nic looked rather pleased with himself. Taryn knew something was going to happen but she didn’t quite know what. Was this part of the arrangement Rob and Nic and had made with each other? Without warning Nic stepped forward and took her in his arms. Taryn felt at home the instant he held her and melted in his embrace and he began kissing her softly on the mouth. Taryn just surrendered to what was happening. It felt so good to be in Nic’s arms again tasting his delicious lips. The kiss lasted for what felt like both the briefest instant and the longest moment and then suddenly she was in Rob’s arms. Rob smelt amazing as usual, like a bakery full of fresh loaves.

Taryn’s juices began to flow and the sensations in her body were astounding. She could not believe what was happening. What was going on here? Rob and Nic arriving at her house unannounced and now they were hugging and kissing her in the street! She felt a pleasant nausea permeate her whole being. She pulled away from Rob’s embrace to look at their angelic faces. She could tell from their expressions that she didn’t have to start thinking about anything and that they would take it from here. Without lingering any longer the three hurried inside, Taryn and the two boys.

“What are you going to do to me?” asked Taryn in a voice that she hardly recognised as her own. “You’ll see,” said Rob who to her surprise pushed her onto the bed. Were Nick and Rob going to rape her? Nic sprung on to the bed beside her and looked into her eyes with a penetrating look. She knew looking into Nic’s eyes that everything was going to be okay, these two boys had come to love her. Nic kissed Taryn’s mouth, neck and ears, gently running his hands through her hair while Rob took off her shoes and began running his hands up the length of her stockings all the way up under her skirt until just before they reached her pussy. Taryn wanted so badly for those hands to move a little further up and touch the area between her legs. Everything was happening so quickly and before she knew what was going she had had her jersey and her skirt stripped off and thrown onto the blue velvet couch next to her bed. 

Taryn’s mind could hardly keep up with all the sensory changes unfolding. She felt cooler wearing just her cotton grey t-shirt and her legs felt more exposed without her skirt on. Rob and Nic swapped places and she sucked on Rob’s chin while Nic began stroking her pussy through her stockings and panties. He drew overlapping circles over her clitoris again and again producing a titillating vagueness of pleasure that was almost more erotic than being touched without clothes on. Taryn noticed herself lifting her pelvis to meet Nic’s stimulation and her hips began to rock backwards and forwards in anticipation.

Rob and Nic swapped places again and Taryn was thrown into an even deeper state of bliss and surrender. Nic was now caressing her breasts as only he could and Rob removed her stockings to put his mouth to her swollen passion over her soaking panties. He went very slowly so as not to overstimulate Taryn’s sensitivity. As her pussy grew looser and wetter Taryn opened her mouth more and more in symmetrical lavishness and her and Nic’s tongues lapped at each other like baby kittens drinking milk. “I want to taste you,” said Nic and Taryn, eyes closed, nodded her approval. Nic joined Rob between Taryn’s pearly white legs which she parted further to accommodate their new positions. Her panties were removed and when the boys’ tongues touched her naked pussy she was transported to another world.

The two boys took turns tasting and teasing Taryn with their skilful tongues. After bringing her near to orgasm several times Rob and Nic began licking her pussy at the very same time and Taryn imagined how it must look, the two boys practically making out as they performed their duo of cunnalingus. Taryn lifted her head to watch what they were doing to her and when she saw their two faces buried between her legs she started coming violently.  

It was an amazing orgasm and Taryn loved it even though afterwards she began sobbing as a flood of emotion swept over her body. Rob and Nic lay beside her wiping the tears away, kissing her gently and affectionately stroking her hair. Once the initial wave of overwhelming emotion had passed she felt an afterglow of contentment. Taryn felt so completely comfortable and safe in the two boy’s arms she began sucking her fingers as she usually did when she was about to fall asleep. But Rob and Nic were not finished with her yet. Nic commanded Taryn to take her t-shirt off while they undressed, leaving her completely naked for the first time. 

Once the two boys were stripped they got back on the bed on their knees facing the beautiful girl before them. All their bodies were beautiful naked and the boys had beautiful cocks. Taryn knew what to do and immediately took Nic’s dick in her mouth. To her delight his dick stayed soft for a few moments before rising to the occasion. Taryn loved giving Nic blowjobs. She began caressing his bum cheeks and stroking him under his ball sac while she sucked on his cock and he took this cue to grab her by the hair. She loved having her hair tugged on while she sucked cock. Nic’s hips responded to what was happening and he began to thrust forward and back gently fucking her gorgeous mouth. Once Nic’s dick was fully erect she left him eager for more, turning her attention to Rob. She ran her tongue all the way up and down the long length of his shaft before taking the head of his penis into her warm wet mouth.

Once she had given the boys full blown erections Taryn allowed her hands to do the work rubbing her hands up and down their saliva soaked shafts. Rob and Nic were close enough together that she could jack them both off at the same time going from one cock to the other with her mouth to keep their dicks moist. Taryn was completely wet again and even though she had just experienced the most intense orgasm of her life her cunt still needed a proper fucking and she was growing desperate to get these cocks inside her. “It’s time for you to fuck me boys,” she said.

The two boys turned Taryn on her side. Nic lay behind her and Rob lay facing her and they began rubbing their hands all over her again. She spread her ass cheeks and used her hand to wipe her pussy juices up over her asshole until it was moist enough for penetration. “Now put your fucking cocks inside me already!” she yelled and the boys did as they were told slowly sliding their hot erections inside her sensational orifices. Taryn made a sound of obvious pleasure as their dicks disappeared into the depths of her. Having cock enter her from both sides was a new experience for Taryn and she loved the feeling of Nic’s dick stimulating her ass while Rob’s huge cock filled her pussy up completely.

“Keep going,” said Taryn as Rob and Nic rocked her with gentle love pumps, “I think I’m going to come,” she added, overwhelmed from the stimulating pleasure of two cocks being stuffed inside her and the warmth of two bodies pressed against her from either side. “I’m going to come in your ass,” said Nic, his thighs slapping against Taryn’s ass cheeks as he fucked her asshole and suckled at her shoulder. “Yes please, come in my ass,” said Taryn, “I want both of you boys to come inside me.” After a few more desperate strokes from Rob and Nic the dual vibration of two hard cocks ejaculating deep within her flooded Taryn’s body with an intense pleasure more profound than she had ever experienced. “Oh my god!” yelled Taryn, “I’m fucking coming…” It was amazing. Taryn could feel, in the most vivid detail, the boy’s cock heads throbbing inside her, splashing their semen all over her insides, and the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt ripped through her body like an earthquake. Taryn began moaning and bucking her hips in both directions taking their dicks in and out of her ass and pussy as many times as she could until every last drop of their semen had been deposited within her. 

Taryn made the boys wait inside her until their erections subsided, quietly savouring the afterglow of her first real orgasm. Everyone was exhausted but felt very satisfied. “We would make a great family,” said Nic. They all agreed. “Aren’t you glad I got Rob to fly all the way from London?” he asked Taryn. “Yes indeed. I can’t believe you organised all this Nic. It’s so amazingly special of you.” She gave Nic a lush kiss to say thank you. Rob suggested they all take a bath together. Taryn thought it a wonderful idea and it prompted a suggestion of her own. “And after we’ve had our bath Nic can have a turn coming inside my pussy and Rob can fuck my ass!” said Taryn excitedly. Rob and Nic smiled, nodding their heads in approval. Nobody could argue with a suggestion like that.