0 comments/ 16388 views/ 2 favorites The Pit Ch. 01 By: bruce_chaos ~A gravestone stands solid, alone, on a grassy field, as the grass bends lightly in the breeze.~ Those images kept flashing in my head, which was bad news cause I was driving on the freeway. Not that my safety was in jeopardy, during rush hour, top speed was 10 mph. But flashbacks of graves weren't what I wanted on my mind at the moment. I was on my way to Bethany's and focus shouldn't have been a problem. Bethany's interest in me began the day I started at CommNet as a technical support agent. She always told me she liked techy types. She worked in customer service, and both of us dealt a lot with customers, so both of us wore business suits at work. Thinking about her blond hair up in a bun, or some do started to give me wood, which was good cause this evening we were gonna let our crushes grow into something further. All that thinking allowed me to finally get to the freeway exit. And a few minutes later, I was parked and looking at her apartment building entrance. It was a small 8 unit complex, so the name wasn't really advertised. I got out and locked my '95 Celica and walked towards the whitish-gray, 2 story building. I was a little nervous, my hands shook a little. We had been flirting for awhile now, and Bethany would tease me by pulling me into a storage room at work, but nothing would happen, we wouldn't even make out, which always left me wanting to jack off. Maybe I was more excited than nervous. Making my way through the entrance and up the stairs and to her front door, all I could think about was how hot Bethany always looked at work in a business suit. It was a minor shock when she answered the door wearing a jean mini skirt and a white form fitting t-shirt, thick enough that I couldn't see a bra through it. Her hair was still up from her day at work, but seeing the change in her attire just turned me on even more. "Hi" I managed to blurt out. "Hi" she said back, with a smile that told me she was going crazy waiting for this moment to arrive. She moved to the side, holding her door open. "Come in, Peter." A little dazed from her smile, I walked past her into a very nice apartment. The kitchen on my left and a small dining room to its left, with the living room stretching from the edge of the dining room to just in front of me. A small hallway stretched to the right, ending in a bathroom and what I assumed to be a bedroom to the left. "This is a nice place," I said looking around, at paintings on the wall, and furniture spread out comfortably, couch, love seat, coffee table, TV on a stand, dining room table. "Thank you," she whispered into my ear, her lips barely touching my lobe. She had to do that on her tiptoes, cause I was taller, but it just floored me, and I felt a surge through my spine. She brushed past me, grinning, her right breast moving across my left elbow, on her way to the kitchen. My dick pulsed in response, but watching her grin all the way to a cupboard, I realized she was gonna tease me further before we got down to business. "Something to drink, handsome?" "No thanks, maybe later." I was still looking at her from head to toe, as she pulled a tall glass and filled it from the tap. She brought the glass to her lips while her deep blue eyes locked with mine. After half the water drained from her glass, I realized that most of it was dampening her t-shirt. My eyes broke loose of her stare and I started to see the upper arches of a black bra outline. My jean pants started pitching a tent while my chest heaved a little harder under my blue t-shirt. Licking my lips, my eyes rose again to see the glass no where near her face. She must have placed it in the sink, but was now swaying her hips, walking from the kitchen through the dining room and to the living room, taking her out of my line of sight. Following her, I gasped as I entered the living room. Bethany appeared to have fallen backwards over the armrest of the couch and was now laying comfortably with her damp white t-shirt tossed on the coffee table. As I approached, I could see beautiful breasts trapped in a black lacy bra, giving them great cleavage. My eyes scanned lower, and I froze as I found that her legs were angled just right and separated enough for me to see matching black lace undies under her skirt. I wanted to rip that skirt off so bad, just to see if she wasn't wearing a thong. Bethany's smile grew wider as she stretched her arms and body, closing her eyes, knowing it was driving me crazy. I finally took a step and reached out to touch her left knee, feeling her soft silky pale skin. I slowly reached under her knee and lightly massaged her calf with my aching fingers. Her muscles felt good as I worked them, and slowly moved up to her thigh. My left hand joined her right thigh, and I rubbed them in symmetrical patterns, alternating between light finger brushes and strong hand presses. My eyes took in every detail of her, her soft breasts rising and falling, held tight by her bra, they must have been C's, and I was determined to find out after we were done. Her tongue licked her lips while her hands started rubbing her fit abdomen. My hands started to slip down into her skirt, finding little room to maneuver. So I decided to pull out and work on her button and zipper, which were right in front. To my surprise my fingers weren't clumsy, and I pulled the skirt right off, the follow through tossing it somewhere behind me. The front of her panties showed a bikini cut, which made me pulse again. Seeing my tent twitch, Bethany let out a small laugh, her eyes looking hungry. She swung her legs over the couch arm and tucked them under her as she got onto her knees in front of the couch, facing me. She reached for my belt buckle and pulled me to her as she unbuckled my belt and tore at my jean button. The zipper she pulled at slowly, looking up into my eyes. She then leaned forward, and I could see her ass checks behind her, it was a thong. Seeing this pulsed me again, which she felt through my jeans, and she smiled again, as the zipper reached the bottom and she finally pulled my pants and boxer-briefs down in one motion. Massaging my thighs with firm fingers, Bethany worked slowly upwards, studying my staff now that it was free and at attention. She came close and breathed on it, then one hand reached for my balls while the other wrapped around my shaft. She was gentle, stroking slowly, massaging carefully. Her tongue came out and licked her lips one more time, then hot breath and moist lips kissed the tip of me. I groaned softly, not realizing I was full of anticipation. A split second grin, and Bethany engulfed my full six inches, her hands grabbing my ass and her nose poking into my abdomen. Without a gag, she pulled my cock out of her throat and stuffed it in again. I was in bliss, realizing how much my dick missed attention. Two more stuffs and I was moaning more, squirting into her. She swallowed with each pump, sucking me dry while still taking me into her throat. I remained stiff and she kept her rhythm. I reached down to hold the back of her head and pulled her closer, forcing my dick further down her throat. Nothing seamed to trigger a gag. She finally pulled my rod out of her mouth and stood up, pulling my shirt off in the process. Bethany stepped back and I stood there naked and erect, looking at a beautifully curved girl in black bra and panties who just sucked me off. I had to be dreaming. Bethany then let her blond hair down, turned towards the couch again, and bent over, pointing those ass cheeks towards me. She rested her hands on the back of the couch, and arched her back, her legs straight, giving me full view of engorged shaved pussy lips through croch less panties. Seeing cream ooze down her left thigh was enough invitation for me. I put both my hands on Bethany's waist and thrusted myself into her. Her warmth engulfed me as I pumped in and out of her, feeling her walls tighten around me. Her head turned to the right, her chin resting on her shoulder, with her eyes closed. She was biting her lower lip, and a moan was slowly escaping her as I continued to pound away. My balls were slapping against her clit and my hands grabbed her waist hard, her panty waist band etching into my fingers. My eyes lost themselves in the well defined muscles of her back and the sexy bra strap. My throbbing cock delved into her time and again, sending her heat throughout my body. Faster and faster, Bethany let go of her lower lip and moaned openly at the wall behind the couch, her vocal tone rising and falling each time I pounded into her. A drop of sweat fell from my forehead, and I realized that we were both covered in a sheen of perspiration. Our thighs slapped together with each thrust, and Bethany began to pulsate internally. This new rhythm coincided with a rise in her moaning, and finally she was yelling at me. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Keep fucking me, harder!" As if I could stop. I kept going, her cunt creaming all around my cock, her moans turning into whimpers, her body convulsing. But I was about to cum again, and desperately wanted to. Thrust after thrust, I got harder and hotter, and her whimpers became softer, until an excited shaken sigh escaped her lips, and I unloaded into her, shooting my seed into her belly. After three more thrusts, tired and sweaty, we collapsed onto the couch and tried to catch our breaths. I pulled at Bethany's bra strap and found her to be a 36C. The Pit Ch. 02 ~The first shovelful of dirt hits a maple casket with a thud and spreads out over the glossy finish and a bouquet of flowers.~ Friday, quittin' time. I pulled my eyes from my monitor and looked around the room. Most agents went home early on Friday, since the companies they did dedicated support for were also going home early. I stayed though, cause I always felt bad about not working my full 80 hours. But I was tired, and ready to go. I stretched, waiting for my computer to power down, and thought about what to do for the evening. I quickly picked up the phone and dialed Judy. Judy and I had been friends since grade school. We hung out quite a bit and talked even more, but never got to a dating or even messing around stage. I could tell her anything. After a couple rings, "Hey girl, whatcha doin." "What do you think? It's Friday, and this bar isn't gonna get ready on its own." Judy inherited Stomping Pit from her dad, who passed away a couple years ago. Every now and then I would help bar back, just to have something to do on a Friday. Her staff could handle the busy nights even when she wasn't there, but it was kinda fun. "How 'bout I join you tonight?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Sounds good, shit kickers as usual, darling." She disconnected, and I returned the receiver. I wasn't gonna bring kickers this time though. I wanted to talk, to muddle through what happened last night with Bethany, because before Bethany, I hadn't really had sex in awhile. And I just wanted to hang out with Judy. I pulled open a file cabinet drawer that I kept under my desk and to the left of my legs, and found Bethany's black lace croch less thong laying there at the bottom. I quickly looked around, and finding nobody, I picked them up. The scent of her perfume mixed with what had to be her sex juices reached my nose and the memories of last night flooded into my head. But Bethany didn't work today. She must have snuck them in while I was away from my desk. I was definitely gonna get seconds of her. I put the thong in my suit pocket to show to Judy. Proof of my success. I grabbed my keys from the file cabinet, closed it, shut off my desk light, grabbed my coat and walked out to my car. Stomping Pit wasn't too far away and when I pulled up, I could see Judy through the front glass window standing behind the bar. The Pit had a great location, and everyone knew about it. Its big selling point, of course, were the beautiful girls who bar tended. Wearing big boots, cowboy, steel toe, whatever, you name it, that boot has been worn there, and skimpy outfits, the girls would serve drinks, dance, hoot, holler, and smile as they took your money. Judy being the owner didn't make her any less beautiful. And she knew it. Getting out of the car and locking it, I glanced back into the window and Judy flashed her red glossy bra at me with a smile. Walking in and sitting down at the bar, Judy, who had pulled her t-shirt back down, welcomed me with an unusually seductive smile. "You know, Peter, you make me melt everytime I see you in a suit. I take it you aren't in the mood to work tonight?" Without waiting for an answer, she pulled the rubber band that was holding her shoulder length brown hair in a pony tail. "I could just sit here and watch you work all night," I said with a smile, watching her message her scalp and manage her hair. "No, we should get out of here. My place?" I nodded and got up to follow Judy to the parking lot. At the door, she yelled out, "Hey I'm leaving, you guys are in charge." Then halfway to our cars, "You know Mindy has been askin about you. When you going to pop her?" Unlocking my car door and opening it, I said jokingly, "Tonight?" Mindy was this hot little red head that worked at the Pit for Judy. The whole bar knew that she had a crush on me and wanted to jump me, but was too shy to make the first move. I guess Judy was now on her side and trying to help her seal the deal. "Hell no. Tonight you're mine." Another strange gleam in her eye, she got in her car and took off. I followed her to her apartment. She didn't want to get a house, even though she could afford a nice one with ownership of the bar. But she enjoyed a small living space, and sharing it with a roommate. A hot roommate, I might add. Judy and Jasmine shared a two bedroom in a complex on the side of the mountain that overlooked downtown. It was a great view, and no one close by to peak in. Judy often talked about how she and her roommate could walk around the apartment naked, and not worry about people seeing them. Then again, they wouldn't care if people could. They even fooled around with each other in front of the window, the idea of people possibly watching turning them on further. Judy didn't have a boyfriend at the time, and Jasmine's boyfriend would often watch. I got out of my car after parking it, and followed Judy from her car into her place. The front door cut a hallway in half, leading left to the two bedrooms and bathroom, and leading right to the living room, which was adjacent to the dining room and kitchen. "I'll be right out." Judy retreated into her bed room and I watched her ass move side to side in her brown corduroy, full length dress. After losing site of her, I moved to the living room and looked out the balcony doors to observe that grand view. It really was a nice place. A few minutes later I felt arms wrap around me and a head press against my back. I looked down at Judy's strong freckled arms and wondered how I didn't hear her walk up to me. I loosened her arms and turned around to hold her to me. She had changed into a black silk evening dress, I assumed to match my suit. The dress reached to just above her knees, had a low v-neck that showed nice cleavage from her B-cup breasts (we knew things like that about each other) and thick straps that crossed in the back. "I've missed you," she said to me, looking up at me with large brown eyes and a small smile. Her hair was left down, and I reached up to run my fingers through it, leaving my other hand at the small of her back to keep her pressed to me. "I've missed you, too." Her smile grew bigger and she held me a little tighter. Then her hand darted into my pocket and pulled out Bethany's thong. "So, what's her name?" she asked, with one hand still holding my back and her other twirling the thong around her finger. "Bethany. How did you know they were..." "I could smell them when you walked into the bar, silly. Is this a prize?" She asked with a grin. "You proud of me?" I smiled back at her, trying to hide my blushing cheeks. "Of course, look at these. Full of cream, she must of really wanted you." She tossed the thong onto the couch, and her grin lessoned for a moment. "You aren't jealous are you?" I said, pulling her chin up to look into her eyes. I always thought Judy was beautiful, but I never thought that she wanted me sexually at all. We were good friends. "Silly boy." She stepped back and looked at me up and down. "Of course I'm jealous. I've been wanting your six inches in me for years now. And I know you think I'm hot, but I just figured I needed to wait, to give you time. But now that I know you're back in the market..." her sentence trailed off at the same time her dress fell to the floor. Judy wore a white satin bra with straps that also crossed in the back, and white satin bikini cut panties. Like Bethany, Judy was fit, but a little leaner, and a little shorter, her eyes the same height as my chin. Seeing her body in lingerie was different somehow than the multitude of times seeing her in a two piece bikini, and my dick responded like clockwork, bulging my dress pants. With an open hungry mouth, Judy walked to me with a saunter and started unbuttoning my dress shirt, "Of course this changes nothing of our good friendship. This is strictly an exercising of our benefits." Her business talk mesmerized me as her fingers very quickly removed all my clothes. Then she stepped back and slowly circled me, studying me up and down like she owned me. "Peter, Peter, Peter. You do have a great body. I always imagined you would turn me on so quickly, and I'm glad to tell you that I was right." She was panting now, her cheeks flushed. She slowly removed her bra, freeing her plump breasts that now sported hard nipples. Still circling around me, I had to crane my neck around and around to keep my eyes on her beautiful body. With her eyes on my hard on, she then swooped to remove her panties, revealing a cleanly shaved cunt, then continued to circle me. As my hard on grew, so did her smile, until my shaft couldn't grow any bigger. I stepped towards her. Judy stopped circling and squared off with me as I approached. We locked lips and our tongues wrestled each other has our hands felt up each others sides and backs. Her breasts and hard nipples pressed into my chest and my dick poked into her belly. Our saliva ran back and forth between our mouths as our hunger grew, till finally Judy pulled away from me and pointed down. I laid down on her carpeted floor, and she walked up to where my head was and sat down on my face. My tongue met her shaved pussy lips and started licking up and down, digging in deep. The smell of her cunt filled my nostrils, and the satisfaction of eating my best friend's beaver made my hard on throb. Lick after lick brought on more and more heat, her cream starting to ooze onto my face. Judy met my throbbing cock with her full lips and took me into her mouth, her fingers massaging my balls. Her tongue licked my cock head and her hand stroked me as I pulsed at her touch. Then she dived, her nose poking into my balls, and my shaft reaching deep down into her throat. This was better than Bethany's deep throat, Judy's angle allowed deeper penetration. My concentration on Judy's cunt kept me from cumming, and we sucked each other with fury. She pulled up and looked back, my shaft in her hand, "Did you eat Bethany like this?" she asked while grinding her crotch into my mouth. I plunged my tongue deep into her and moaned a negative. "Did she shove your cock down her throat like I just did?" I put my lower lips on her clit and hummed an affirmative. "Did you go this deep down her throat?" She turned back and swallowed me again, her throat tightening around my bulging prick. Her nose stabbed me deep, my balls almost reaching her eye sockets, and she hummed, creating a tingle from my balls to my brain. My urge to cum stacked so quickly with her vocal vibrations. I exhaled deeply, trying to control myself and brought my tongue to just under her clit, massaging it with my lower lip and tongue. "No." I whispered. Her throat somehow massaged my dick without her head bobbing, and the humming didn't' stop. I came hard, thrusting my hips but Judy didn't have to swallow cause the cum shot practically into her stomach. Judy's entire body moved back due to my hip movement, and her cunt shoved into my face, her clit still trapped between my lower lip and tongue as they rubbed in unison. My moaning from her making me cum must have created a similar tingle cause she started wiggling around my mouth, and whimpering around my dick. A few more thrusts and I was done squirting into her, but Judy was starting to shake, vibrate and stiffen, grinding her pelvis into my face, until finally, with a long soft inhale around my cock, she slowly dropped onto me, her body fluttering and my dick still in her mouth. The Pit Ch. 03 I laid there with my dick in Judy's mouth, and her pussy in my face. My dick started to go limp a little as her fluttering died away. She unstraddled my face and grabbed my cock with her hand. A couple more pumps with her hand and lips and I was pointed again. Then she straddled my hips and lowered her wet self onto me. With a moan I realized she wasn't loose like I had expected. Her firm grip made me breath a little harder and her small hip gyrations made me long for more. "So, where do you know Bethany from?" she breathed. "From work..." I hissed, a little stunned that she would return to that subject. She had always talked about her conquests of sex, I guess her interest applied to my conquests as well. What a friend. "And was she this tight?" Her girlish voice ended the sentence with an innocent rise in tone. She was still gyrating in small circles, knowing it was driving me crazy. "No. You feel great," I moaned back. I watched Judy ride me, her nipples puckered, her shaved mound pressed against me, her small motions making me shiver, her fingers rubbing my ribcage. "You should have let me re-pop your cherry." She frowned at me with cute pouty lips, which turned me on even more. I was ready to fuck her hard, but she kept on with small, teasing motions. "I... didn't know... that you were interested..." Speaking was difficult, with my heavy breathing and my lusting desire building. Judy was beautiful, her hair swaying as she rocked slightly and her broad smile returning. "It's too bad, you've been going to waste. Your six inches has been most welcome for awhile now. As for Bethany, you should punish her for me for sneaking in front of me. Next time at work, make her suck your dick in a storage room" The glimmer in her eye made me smirk. Judy was always super flirty, but having her say that while riding me like a tease was just blowing my mind. I put my hands on her hips, ready to force her to increase her agonizingly slow pace. She smiled at me and put her hands on my hands and moved them up her torso. "Search me with your strong hands, Peter. Discover your prize. And fuck others so that you know how great I am as your prize." Her confidence was addictive. My fingers lingered over her ribs and stomach. "It really is too bad it took you this long to get over the death of your wife." My hands paused. Silvia died a couple years ago, when I first started at CommNet. But all this time I tried not to think about it. Somehow nobody brought it up until now. Bethany and Judy knew, which is probably why they waited soo long to make their moves on me. Thinking of Silvia while staring at Judy naked and riding me made me feel a little guilty. The pain didn't return, but the mystery did. Silvia was raped and murdered, and the leads had dried up. The cops didn't know where to go with the investigation and so the case was put on the back burner. There was nothing I could do or offer, so I just went along with it, getting mad and blocking the whole thing out. Silvia's beautiful body was punctured and bruised when found, indicating she was tortured bodily as well as sexually. Judy leaned over to wipe the tear from my eyes. Not realizing that I had been crying, I leapt out of my thoughts back to the moment. "Peter, I'm sorry. Is it still too soon to talk about? Here let me bring you back to the moment." Without waiting for my response, Judy grabbed my hands and slapped them on her breasts, her nipples poking into my palms, and started rocking gently again. My half staff found its way up deep into her again, juices still running down onto my pubic hair. Her eyes looked deep into mine and with rosy cheeks and pouty lips, Judy swept all thoughts of Silvia out of my mind. Soft rocking turned into pumping motion as I started thrusting my pelvis up as Judy's pelvis rocked forward. She oooo'ed at me and licked her lips as my hands squeezed her soft breasts. Her hands rested on my pecks with her French tipped nails barely digging into my skin. Her look was mesmerizing, and her soft voice calling my name engorged my member more and more. From rocking, Judy switched to pure up and down fucking, and I started to build my climax. Her juices kept her very well lubed, and the sliding was easy. I had to cease my motion to keep control but she began to quicken her pace, knowing the action was prepping me to burst. Faster and faster, she moved up and down my shaft, harder and harder she slapped down her ass on my thighs. I looked up into her eyes to see a lust building. She threw back her head, her hair falling down her back, her hands raising off my chest and coming up to play with her hair, and my hands moved to her waist when her chest was out of range. Pulling her hips down onto me, each drop drove me deeper inside her. She closed her eyes and her mouth opened to allow a moan to escape. Her hands still played with her hair as her spine appeared to snap, and her body convulsed again and again. The image was breathtaking, and my efforts to hold off from cumming were worthless. I squirted up into her, my torso lifting off the carpet with each contraction, setting off another series of convulsions and moans as she felt my seed reach deep. Judy's arms came down as her shakes ceased, with her hands resting on her thighs. She looked down and locked with my eyes, and small grin created dimples in her cheeks. "I think this is the beginning of a very fun benefit." The Pit Ch. 04 ~Tossed Roses land on a maple casket already lowered into a 6 foot grave.~ I woke up with a start. Groggy eyed, I looked around my bedroom, remembering my night with Judy. Then the sound that woke me came again, knocking at the door. I got up to find myself in blue boxer briefs. The clock said 11:35 AM. On my way to my door, rubbing my eyes and face, the knocks came a third time. Opening the door, I froze seeing twin images of Silvia surrounded by the glare of sunlight beaming into my dark living room. Her two sisters waltzed in with smiles and I closed the door after they passed me. "You should really let some light into this dungeon, Peter." Melanie, wearing a tight t-shirt with a deep v-neck and camo-cargo pants, plopped herself down on my blue couch, instead of working the blinds to let light in, and Stephanie sat down next to her, wearing a light pink summer dress that came down to her ankles. Silvia had been a couple years older than me, and the oldest of the three. Mel was a month younger than me, and Steph a couple years younger. All the women in the family had characteristic long brown hair and light brown eyes. "What can I do for you?" I said with a yawn, standing a few feet in front of them with my arms folded. "We talked to Judy this morning." Mel played with the zipper of one of her cargo pockets. Judy and Mel were friends, which added to the friction that existed between Silvia and Judy. "See, we have a situation that requires some assistance, and Judy mentioned that you would be the best fit for the circumstance." Mel grinned at Steph, who smiled back, and I started calculating what Judy could have possibly gotten me into. "I'm listening." I woke up a little more, getting ready to hear this problem of there's and figure out a course of action. Mel's hand stopped playing with her pocket zipper and moved to rest on Steph's knee. "Steph here is a virgin. She's had plenty of pussy, but no dick. And Judy said your six inches would be a willing tool in deflowering my little sister." My jaw dropped as a flood of thoughts entered my brain. Judy telling these two I would be a willing sex partner. Steph eating pussy. Mel helping Steph get some dick. But mostly I was turned on by the thought of possibly screwing one of Silvia's sisters, a fantasy that I've had for a long while. My dick pulsed through my boxer briefs in response and both girls giggled when they saw it. Mel shared a smile with Steph, again. "I think we're good to go, but first let's give him a show to get everyone warmed up." Steph smiled and nodded with approval as both girls stood up. I took a step back, still shocked, as Steph pulled Mel's shirt and pants off. Underneath, Mel had matching red cotton bra and thong. Mel's nipples were already poking through the material. Then, Mel pulled up Steph's summer dress over her head, to reveal white cotton bra and panties with small printed flowers all over them. My arms came down to my sides as the two smiled at and caressed each other. Mel planted a light kiss on Steph's cheek, as Steph ran her hands down Mel's abdomen. My dick was now fighting my boxer briefs to stand at full attention, as my fantasy of watching sisters go at it played out in front of me. Mel smiled when she saw the battle in my crotch. She then locked eyes with me as she pushed Steph down to her knees. Steph nuzzled her sister's clit with her nose through the red fabric. I had to pull away from Mel's hypnotically hungry eyes to watch Steph. Steph began licking the spot her nose was just nuzzling, trying to get Mel's panties wetter than they already were. "Yes, I love this." Mel finally closed her eyes, and I realized that the pussy that Steph has had already was incestuous. I licked my lips. Steph pulled down Mel's thong slowly, still licking. Steph pulled away to let the thong drop to Mel's ankles, then returned, now licking a shaved, engorged clit. Mel moaned, her hands playing with Steph's hair, as her legs began to tremble. Mel opened her eyes and gently pushed Steph away from her, saliva trailing between Steph's outstretched tongue and Mel's crotch. Steph then laid down on the floor, and Mel squatted down to sit on Steph's face, their actions looked well practiced. Steph wrapped her arms around Mel's thighs, pulling her pussy down onto Steph's mouth. The site was turning me on to no end. Mel moaned again, looking at me with half lidded eyes, and she motioned for me to approach. Powerless, I walked over and stood in front of Mel with Steph between my legs. Mel quickly pulled my boxer briefs down until they rested on Steph's belly. "I've been so jealous of Silvia. She always talked about your tool, I can't believe it's right here." Mel grabbed me gently and slowly stroked up and down. She licked the tip, like tasting a lollypop. My pre cum trailed between my cock and her tongue. "How long have you wanted me?" The words came out of me with a tremble. Looking down at Mel with my dick in her hands made me shiver a little. "Ever since Silvia met you." She started licking up and down the length of my shaft, lubricating her hands in the process, making the strokes glide easier. After licking, stroking and studying my package a little longer, she slowly fed herself, inserting me into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. She then slowly pulled me out, and back in again. Back and forth, her lips catching the rim of my dickhead, her hands stroking slowly to the same rhythm. Her small mouth couldn't take more than a couple inches of me. But each time she tilted my dick down a little lower until she gagged on me. She pulled me out and coughed. Then tried again. I hit her gag reflex again and her cough was more violent with her spit trailing down from her lips, but she smiled when she looked back up at me and put my dick in her mouth again. She gagged again, but tried to keep me in through the cough, blowing spit bubbles between her lips and my shaft, but had to eventually pull me out. This time, tears were in her eyes when she smiled at me, but she again shoved me down her throat. This continued until Mel's mascara started to run down her cheeks. Each time she took me further down her throat, and each time she gagged and coughed and held me longer before pulling me out, with spit bubbles forming and dripping down her chin, as if she liked the whole process. I finally grabbed her head and forced my dick down further, her nose 2 inches from my belly still, hands reached up and held my hands tight to her head. I pulled out and she coughed again and I immediately dove in again, pushing my dick down further. She was having trouble breathing so I pulled out for her to catch her breath. Steph had stopped licking and asked if Mel was ok. "Keep eating my pussy, bitch!" Mel yelled between huge breaths of air. Steph smiled and ground her tongue and lips into Mel's pussy as Mel looked back up to me, mascara lines trailing down her cheeks, her hands still holding mine firm to her head. Those hungry eyes told me to deep throat her again, so I plunged in again, finally getting all of me down her tight ravaged wind pipe. Her nose poked into my abdomen hard, and I held her there for a good ten to fifteen seconds, then let her go. After more coughing from my actions and a little moaning from Steph's actions. "Cum in my stomach, Peter." I had to obey. I drove in again and again, each time my full length pushing through her throat, each time held there longer. Mel started whimpering while I was in her, and continued coughing and choking on her spit each time I pulled out. Her hands never pried mine off her head and somehow this turned me on even more, the idea that she enjoyed being choked by my dick. After another 7 or 8 times I couldn't hold on anymore and instead of spit, Mel started choking on my jizz, cum bubbles raced out of her mouth and nose. "I came so hard cause of you two," Mel said between breaths, her face drenched in tears, spit and cum. I looked down and Steph was licking her own face, covered with Mel's juices. Two drenched sisters never looked so hot.