6 comments/ 73903 views/ 3 favorites Far Too Hot By: wendyhs9 "This is ridiculous, how can the weather possibly be this hot"? "Here I am, not even wearing a smile and the sweat is just dripping off me. I'd lay down, but I know that whatever I lay on would be wet and awful in no time at all." "Luckily I shaved my pussy this morning so there is no sweaty hair to drive me mad." "Mmmm, that feels nice, a bald mound, steaming hot, wet and sticky." "Mmmm, it tastes nice too. It's been a while since I frigged myself to a nice strong cum and sucked up the juices off my hand." "I wonder if there's any air outside. If I open these, it might let some in." There was. Just a slight breeze, but definitely better that the still air of the flat. I looked out over the back yard, over the high fences of my neighbour's garden and into his yard. Being on the first floor, I could see right into his yard and due to the full length windows in our buildings, he could cop a fair amount of my bedroom should he have a mind to look up. "Go on, look up. If only you knew I was stood at open French windows, totally nude with my legs apart and fingering my tight little cunt as I watch you in just your hipster trunks." "That's it, rub your crotch, I'd love to be rubbing it for you if I was over there, but I'm not and it's too bloody hot anyway." "Christ, look at that bulge." Even from here I can see it looked bloody impressive. He's getting turned on, I wonder what or who he's thinking about. "Oooo, look at that bulge, please pull them down, please." "Go on, get it out. Mmmm, it looks mighty tight in those shorts; you must be so uncomfortable by now." Just then, he looked around to see if anyone was watching and slowly edged his hand inside his shorts. I thought for a moment he was just making himself comfortable the way he casually slid into them. "Go on, please pull them down just a bit, let me see what you're hiding in there." Without realizing it, I had started frigging myself a little harder and faster. I found myself slightly hiding behind one of the open doors just in case he looked up, saw me and stopped what he was doing to himself, I didn't want that This is making me even hotter than I already am, but at least this time, it's for all the right reasons. I can feel my mound pushing up against the door edge. Mmmm, it's frigging my clit every time I move my finger in and out of my wet little slit. "Go on, that's right, pull them down, just a little." As if he could hear me, he eased his hand out of his shorts, slipped his thumbs in each side, near his hipbones, quickly glanced around and shimmied his shorts down just a few inches. I couldn't believe this was happening, here I was, stood at my window, totally nude, frigging myself off, right where my neighbour could see me if only he looked up, watching him pull his shorts down. This was so fucking hot and the weather just made it worse!!! When he stopped pulling them down, they were down far enough to see his mop of black pubic hair and the trunk of a stump that promised to be painful if I ever got close enough to fuck it. Once again, he fished inside his shorts and . . . . . "Oh my God, yes." It flipped out and seemed to sway in mid air for a moment before flopping down over his left thigh. He fished in again and this time brought out the biggest nut sack you ever did see, filled to bursting with spongy globes. They just slumped down on his shorts whilst his snake of manhood twitched and jumped as if to celebrate its freedom. It seemed to uncurl from its prison and grow without any stimulation from him. "Go on, touch it, wank it, slap it on your thigh, make it grow even bigger than it already is. How big will it grow, how much can you cum, could a girl drown if she just happened to have her lips sealed round the mighty helmet when that volcano went off?" But I'm rushing things and tell myself to backtrack, slow down, watch and frig. Girl, this could be a big one, maybe even two!!! He brought his hand up and lifted his mighty tool up to flop down against his stomach. It reached up past his belly button and was still far from totally erect. He took hold of the shaft towards the top and as if in slow motion, pulled back the massive foreskin to reveal his huge, beautiful, red, glowing glans. He then pinched the shaft at the bottom with his thumb and forefinger and drew them up towards the top. As he neared the top, a little squirt of pre-cum shot from his slit and hit his chest. I jumped. For a moment I thought he had started to cum, but when I saw him grasp hold of the shaft and shake it as if to waken it up, I realized what it was. He slapped it against his chest, he wrestled with it for a few moments, and he slapped his thigh with it as if trying to hurt it and wanked some more. Without realizing it, I had witnessed it completely come to life - it was now long, red, wet, wide and angry. A raw estimate would make it about nine+ inches long and just big enough that he couldn't get his fingers to close around it. There was a slight curve to it, slightly to the right. Whether this was a natural mishap or the result of far too much wanking (is there such a thing as watching a real man wank too much), I couldn't be bothered to work it out. I was now brave enough to be crouched down holding onto the safety rail immediately outside the French doors. This allowed me to spread my legs and therefore my lips as wide as I could to simulate massive invasion and flick my clit to hurt it, all this, of-course, whilst two, sometimes three fingers pierced my insides and spread me wide - I mean really wide. There was no point in watching this mammoth tool doing it's thing in front of me if I wasn't going to hurt a little, if I was doing it for real, it would be hurting a fucking sight more than this. As he sat there wanking his glistening tool, I needed two hands now to satisfy what I wanted. I leaned into the barrier, resting my head on the rail, making sure I could still see him between two uprights and lowered my now free hand to my burning snatch. I took a lip between the first finger and thumb of both hands, pinched hard and tried pulling them apart. I couldn't help but look down. What I was doing was gaping the entrance to my soul and splaying out my inner lips and hood like a wet, pink flower. I was dripping wet, sticky and red hot. I gouged two fingers just inside my pussy to find my G spot and give it the joy it needed, and with my other hand, pushed into my pubic bone then pulled back to reveal the little pink button which was the mother of all good feelings. I looked up again. He was now standing side on, slightly crouched over, ploughing into his meat for all he was worth. I could almost feel his laboured breathing as his sweat covered body pumped frantically, trying to reach that earth shattering, and squirting climax. My pussy was now burning, longing to be banged into oblivion by the magnificent tool being paraded not forty feet from my labia. They squelched every time I probed; I flipped my clit and saw stars. My legs buckled, my muscles tensed, my stomach ached, my head spun, it dropped forward and felt as if I was going to shit myself but instead, my clit rose, I pinched it and pulled and suddenly I was pouring juices down the inside of my thighs Still I ploughed my tight quim for more extreme seconds. "Oh God, make your tool split me like this. Make it feel as good as this. Let me cum around it as hard as I am cumming now. I want you to spew your load up inside me, all over me, my face, my hair, my tits - everywhere. Let me shower in your cum. Let me wash it off after with your piss." I was being too loud but I didn't care. I'm cumming for Christ sake, how can anyone be quiet when they cum? It's nearly over. Please keep it going. No don't, far too sensitive. Oh please, it feels so good. No, no more, not just now. He was gone. When I opened my eyes and looked up, he was gone. No sign of any cum anywhere. The wall was dry, the concrete where he stood - no sign. "Poor sod, you must have heard me and I chased you inside before you finished. Your poor balls must be aching and burning by now." "No, wait, you've come up to your bedroom. That is you, isn't it? It's not just a reflection of something else is it? Christ, you're opening your doors as well. You're looking straight at me." His shorts were gone; he leaned into the doorframe, flexed his mighty cock without touching it, looked back up and smiled. "Oh my God, you're so beautiful, that magnificent monster should be over here trying to wedge itself inside one of my tiny holes. I need to show you what I want." Here we are now facing each other knowing that we have to have more. I raise my hand to ask him to wait. It's shaking; my whole body is shaking so much I can hardly stand. I run to my bedside and pull out the double-ended dildo and lube that waits for those special moments. I'm back in front of him. I show him the dildo. He shakes his head and grabs his cock pointing it straight at me. I ignore his thoughts and squeeze a large run of lube up my purple snake. My hand wanks the staff to spread the lube and then covers my crotch to lube up both my holes. I look up again and he's watching me intently. He doesn't see me watching, he can't take his eyes off my spread legs and wet fanny. He's stroking his manhood at me and squeezing his huge ball bag, trying to close the gap between us. I run my magic wand up and down my slit. I'm sure he can hear the squishing noises it makes. I turn my back to the window and bend over. "Can you see me now, I want you to see my fanny and arse hole. When I push it in, I want to imagine it's you." The purple head finds its entry point and I push. My hand is shaking so much; I find it difficult to keep the head at my hole. I push and it disappears, I push again and a few inches follow the head. I gasp as it passes and presses on my G spot. I wank it in and out. "Oh, those feelings, those wonderful feelings climb for ages, ever higher. I want more cock, I must have more cock." My back is aching, my head is too heavy. I kneel down in front of the bottom of the bed and rest my shoulder on it. I glance over my shoulder and he is on his knees also. He's got both his hands wrapped tightly round his shaft and he's pumping into them. "I want you up my arse, I want it now. I want it right up inside me so far, I can feel it moving things about. Can I do that from here. Must try. Quick, pull it out, find my brown hole, right push. Oh fuck, take it easy, it will go, just take it a bit slower." "That's it, its going. Oooooo, that feels good, but I need to shit. Fight it, push it further, suck in. That's it, its going, suck it in again. Ooooo, it's sliding in so far, suck in again, now gently push it. Oh my God, it's so far in. Right, hammer it in and out hard." "Oh, fucking brilliant, that hurts so much but it's just getting better and better. I still desperately want to shit, especially when I pull it out, quick, push it back in - relax, take it. Mmmm, it's so nice, so really fucking nice." I look back again and you are on your feet again slapping your huge dong on the railings and wiping your drooling spillage over your lips and chin. Your tongue came out just then and washed your palm. Stop it, I want to do that. "I need you in my pussy as well. I've never tried this before, but I must now, I need it, I need it sooo bad." With the end still lodged way up inside my bowels, I want to bend my purple fantasy maker and stick the other end in my pussy. It's bending, it's over, but it's no-where near where I need it. I can bend it some more. "Fuck, that's pulling too hard on my arse. I'm going to have to pull it out of my arse a bit so I have more to bend. That's it, it's going, it's nearly there. It is there, it's there. Push it in. Oh shit, this is pulling my two holes so far apart; the end in my fanny is right on my G spot." "Rub it on there. Yes, that's it, right there. Pull your arse hole back to where it's supposed to be girl, come on be sensible. " I don't want to be sensible, I want to hurt, this should hurt, you can't do something like this, especially for the first time and it not hurt. "Ooooo, it's working. It's starting to feel dirty, I want to feel dirty. I want to feel dirty for you, you three-legged beauty. Oh hell, that's working on my clit. That feeling's back again. The other ends coming out of my arse. I don't care, I just want to feel more of this." "It's out of my arse, I can concentrate on getting myself off now. Oh how I wish it was you now pushing deeper and deeper up my tightening pussy." I can feel the tanned drool being pushed out by my sphincter and running down the outside of my lips to mix with the lube and juices now freely flowing from my fanny. "I can't take this any more, I'm so close to screaming through another massive orgasm, but I can't get any closer, please come over and finish me off, plough right up me and make me scream with your size." I look over at you to wave you over with my hand but you're gone. The doors are still open, but you're not there. I slump down on my side and wait to see if you come back to your window. My whole body's still shaking; my breathing's still so harsh it hurts my lungs. Suddenly there's a shadow at my bedroom door. My heart pounds with fright in my chest. "Get up on all fours." my shadow growls, "Put your head in the bed clothes. I'm going to fuck you so hard and make you cum so much, you're going to scream the place down, but I don't want anyone charging in and stopping what I'm going to do to you after that." I obey your command and start sobbing hysterically with delight. (Chapter two to cum) Far Too Hot Ch. 02 "Get up on all fours." my shadow growls, "Put your head in the bed clothes. I'm going to fuck you so hard and make you cum so much, you're going to scream the place down, but I don't want anyone charging in and stopping what I'm going to do to you after that." I obey your command and start sobbing hysterically with delight, I am about to ask you to at least shut the door but half of me hopes that someone will walk by, I bury my head in the pillow and start to sweat even more. I can feel you slowly closing the gap between my cunt and your rod of steel, you are right up behind me now and I can feel the hairs on your legs as you press up to me. You grab my waist and place your long, red, bloated cock at the entrance to my trembling gaping pussy. You push in slightly and stretch my lips to bursting point. I try to move away from the massive invader but you hold me tight. I tremble at the thought of what you might do to me and scream into my pillow, you plough further up and then slowly work yourself in and out of my gripping organ. A little more of you pushes up every time and I think, "Oh God, what have I let myself in for, he is so big, I can't take much more of him." Those hairy legs are still not on the back of my thighs and I wonder how much more of you is still waiting to be shoved up my tiny hole. I still bury my face as your rhythm has me working back at you for more. Everything I thought as I watched you from my balcony is coming true. I had wished for you here, I had wanted you to fuck me, I had wanted you to fuck me hard, long and wet and here you are fucking me so hard I see stars as I scream again into the pillow. You slip your trunk from my pulverised hole and pull me to you. Your cock slides up my crack and you work it's wetness between my cheeks and over my bulging arsehole. You can't be thinking of getting it up there, you're far too big for that, you'll kill me, you'll rip me open, I'll bleed so much, oh no, not there. Just as you slam it back up my tiny cunt, I feel your hairy legs and know I have you all. You're pushing my cervix out of the way and stirring my organs way up inside my stomach. I scream again, this time from mixed pain and ecstasy. You pound me so hard and yet I still find the energy to push back at you getting everything you have to give me. I hear a noise from the door. I see Kevin, my other fantasy stood there. Oh Kevin, I can see your bulging, massive organ pushing out the top of your jeans, you want me don't you, you want to fuck me as well. Get over here, please come over here, I plead to you with my eyes, I want you too, I want to be speared at both ends, I want your massive tool lodged in my throat, I want to gag on your muscle, I want your cum all over me, come here quick, give me that head, let me slurp on your purple, straining helmet, let me drain you, cover me, cover my head and my tits in your thick white juices. You walk towards my mouth and my fucker sees you. Rather than be put off, he relishes the fact that he can feel my cunt gripping the life out of his cock whilst watching you stretch my throat with your pole, now completely out of your jeans and pressing up against your stomach with you wanking the end furiously. I take it from you and wank your shaft with my tiny hand. I can't take it anymore, I have to have you in my mouth, I jump onto its massive head, you fuck my face. You grip the sides of my face and fuck it for all you're worth. Both of you now pound me with unrelenting strength, I cum and cum and just can't seem to get enough of either of you. I pound back onto my fucker's pole and withdraw my face from your choker, then push you down my throat and milk you with my muscles. My fucker tries my arse again. He grabs his cock and pushes, I can't relax, with you fucking my face and him pounding my pussy raw, I can't relax. I would scream in pain but you have me full of cock, he pushes harder and my puckered tiny hole gives a little, but it's never going to be enough. Since the pounding I gave myself with my double ender not half an hour ago, my arse has closed back up to what it was, it's never going to go, please don't, it hurts so much. I flinch and moan in pain around your massive, plunging prick. You shake your head at him, he gives up and pushes back in the gapping hole that was once a pretty little slit. I can taste your pre-cum, I can feel your cock expanding in my mouth and your balls climb up inside your body, I can hear your low guttural moans, I know that can mean only one thing, my reward is on it's way, you're going to cum for me, I want it all. I take you out my mouth and my fucker even slows to watch, he also knows what's about to happen, it's turning him on knowing that within seconds he will see you cover me with your slime. That beautiful gallon of hot, thick, white cum we are all waiting for. Here it is, I can feel it gushing up your shaft under my tiny, flying hand. My God, Kevin, my God, oh fuck, oh shit, yes, yes, oh God, cover me, give me more, give me all you have. Your cum fly's everywhere, I didn't expect it to explode like that, it's covering my face, it's in my hair, it's going up my nose, I want it on my tits. God, there's so much and still you fire volley after fucking steaming hot volley all over my body. I push it back inside my waiting mouth, I must drink you, you taste so sweet, I must suck you hard, not waste any, get every last dribble, every last tiny drop, I want to drain you, I want you to remember me and cum back for some more and maybe much, much more of everything. My fucker can't take any more of my gripping fanny, watching you dump your load all over my face, neck and tits has him so fired up he joins us at the firing range. He pushes as far up inside me as he can and pumps my insides with his first four or fire wads, he pulls out and quickly grabs his waving cannon and fires the next up my back, the next up my still gapping cunt, the next on my arsehole and tries using it as lube, he pushes, still no luck, he fires again on my fanny. Finally both of you are dribbling your last at me, it runs over your hands, I wipe myself with the end of your furious cock, whilst my fucker paints my arse with his cock head. I rub it in my face with my hand and swoon over my palm, you are down next to my face, you clean me with your tongue, you push huge gobs up my chin and into my mouth, we drink your juices together. On shaking legs, you raise one finger, we stop, waiting to hear what you want to say. "I won't be a minute, don't move . . . . . . " And with that you are gone, out the still open door, pulling at your jeans as you stumble through the room. Far Too Hot Ch. 03 On shaking legs, you raise one finger, we stop, waiting to hear what you want to say. "I won't be a minute, don't move . . . . . . " And with that you are gone, out the still open door, pulling at your jeans as you stumble through the room. As I lay over the corner of the bed with my legs splayed, cum drooling out of my battered fanny and my chin still glistening with Kevin's massive deposit, my fucker flops down beside my head, his semi hard cock still slightly drooling its essences towards my sweat covered body. "One fucking tight little arsehole you got there," he growls. "Anyone ever been up it?" he spits. I nod slowly then shake my head. I don't really know what to say. If I admit that I enjoy having my arse fucked, he won't give up until he's plundering that too, but if I say no, then he's going to want to be the first. "Do you want to clean me up whilst you're laying there." He shuffles closer to my face. I slowly raise my aching head, my neck and jaw still painful after Kevin's assault. Now I remember why I feel so grateful right now, I was right, his cock is so beautiful, so big. Even half asleep it must be over six inches long and as many round. I reach out with my hand, grasp and squeeze it a couple of times. It spits white fluid at me and I giggle. I squeeze again, the same happens but I am ready for it this time. My tongue is out, it's properly lined up and I can gulp down the very end of his wonderful explosion. I raise it from where it lays across his hip and swirl it with my tongue, I stick it in his pee hole and he moans. I slurp in his bloated cock head and suck hard for any remnants of his cum still loitering in his shaft. If I start pumping him now, I wonder if I can get him hard enough for another fuck, maybe he has another load inside those massive balls that he would be willing to empty down my throat. Oooo, I feel more alive now, now I have this wonderful cum machine in my hand. I pull from the base and watch his balls pull tightly away from his body. All the skin ahead of my hand is pushed over his purple helmet, still it weeps at me. I pull sharply back and the skin on the head tightens and shines at me. In my mouth again, this time bobbing frantically, I'm doing it, I can feel it filling with his hot blood, twitching in my hand "Ooooo fuck, girl, you're good, you're soooo fucking good. That's it, squeeze hard, pump me, pump faster, oooooo yes, take it to the back of your mouth, I want to fuck your mouth, oooooo so fucking hot." He roughly holds my head with his massive hands and pumps me onto my hand still working his shaft. I keep him out my throat with my tongue, how long will he let me get away with that? "There's sloppy seconds waiting for you down there if you're interested mate, I got her nice and loose for ya." Kevin's back. I look up from my prize and smile at him, he's carrying a stand, a light and a box, he's gone again. "Get back here and start sucking bitch, who told you, you could have a rest.?" I swallow my prize this time and nearly throw up, I withdraw, take a huge gulp of air and push down on him again. He's nearly back to full length now and there's no way he's going down my throat again. "If you want a fucking blow job or anything else for that matter, I get to say how – right?" I shout at him. Wow, where did that come from, where did I get the courage to say that lot? It works, he lets go of my head, mutters something and watches Kevin. He's back again, this time holding a camera, it's big. I smile to myself, big cock, what size did you expect his camera was going to be. Fuck, am I ready to be a film star? Within minutes not much sucking has taken place, not much of anything has taken place apart from Kevin frantically pulling wires from here, plugging them in there, switching this on here, pointing that over there. I little red light comes on and Kevin takes one final look through the view finder. He's happy, a lovely smile spreads over his face. "Smile you two, you're going to be stars." He wriggles out of his jeans and stares at the two of us on the bed. I slither down to the end and stand at the bottom of the bed, I call Kevin over to stand behind me and my fucker to follow me down the bed. Kevin shyly flicks the side of his nose and shuffles over to me, he gently slides his hot hands round my waist and hugs my sweaty body to him. That cock – oh that wonderful cock, I can feel it pressing into my lower back. I lean over the bed, placing one hand on it and pointing to the 'O' I have formed with my mouth so that fucker can see I want it filled. I look at the camera, lick my lips seductively and then over my shoulder at Kevin. He reaches round me and pulls his hard cock up to slide the length of my slit, covering it in the juices flowing from within me from the recent giant orgasm deposited there. Soon he is slick enough to slowly press up into me, flicking my clit consistently as he goes, my hips start to push back to him, we soon have a rhythm going. Fucker watches for a moment, "Fuck that is so hot, is she tight or have I ruined her for good?" "She's just wonderful, I can feel every ridge up inside her cunt rippling up and down my prick, she's sensational." "Bring that mouth over here bitch, let a real man get to work on you." Kevin looks at him to warn him he's on dangerous ground. "What . . . what . . . . I was only kidding, I like to hear rough when I plough, nothing wrong with words, is there?" Kevin doesn't bother to answer, enough said. He looks down to where we are joined. "You have the prettiest pussy, do you know that, your lips are clinging to me when I pull out, I like that, it looks like you're kissing me with your fanny." I don't try to answer, I have an angry cock in my face, but I hear every word and can feel every inch. I clench my cunt muscles around his thick shaft to thank him for his kindness, he groans, I squeeze again and again, I start to milk him with those same muscles. I look at the camera, close my eyes and smile. He slips out of me and rubs up and down my arse crease, over my tiny brown ring and up again. Oooo, that feels so nice, his cock is making me push my ring out at him. He's lining it up, will he try where fucker failed, will he dare to go up my chute when he knows fucker couldn't? Oh please try Kevin, I feel so relaxed now knowing it's you trying and not him, push darling man, gently push, I'll help if I can. His crown slowly edges my sphincter apart, slightly in, all the way out, slightly more in, all the way out, more and more of your wonderful cock is disappearing up my arse. Oh yes, that feels so wonderful, it's like wanting to shit every time you pull all the way out, a little deeper, please, just a little more. God, I love your cock, I feel so stuffed full of cock, stuffed at both ends. The wonderful feelings from my back end, is reflected in the energies in my mouth. Still the camera rolls. I pump his wonderful, long, thick cock with my tiny hand and slurp up the pre-cum as it bubbles out the slit. I suck the head, whip mine from side to side, chomp at the nerve ending bordering his glans, spit on the end, wank the juices in, listen to him moan, louder and louder. Kevin is making me so hot, the relentless slapping of his balls on my pussy, his giant cock spearing my arse, his hands playing with a nipple and my ever sensitive clit. Kevin, you're driving me mad. I spit again on my fuckers pole, his face is contorted, his mouth is gaping, his breathing is spasmodic, his hands fist the bed on both sides of him. "Oooo, this looks like just what I need, I've always wanted to be in a porno." It's Jen, my darling Jen . . . . . fuck, that door must still be open. Far Too Hot Ch. 04 Kevin is making me so hot, the relentless slapping of his balls on my pussy, his giant cock spearing my arse, his hands playing with a nipple and my ever sensitive clit. Kevin, you're driving me mad. I spit again on my fuckers pole, his face is contorted, his mouth is gaping, his breathing is spasmodic, his hands fist the bed on both sides of him. "Oooo, this looks like just what I need, I've always wanted to be in a porno." It's Jen, my darling Jen . . . . . fuck, that door must still be open. She's already in the nude except for her tiny, transparent g-string, how long has she been out there watching us. Who cares, she's here now and that just makes things perfect for me. I know we have spent many a hot, pussy wetting afternoon watching fucker in his garden, we have simulated on each other what it would be like to have him fuck us, we have laughed so hard, we have got pissed thinking about it and finally we would watch each other cum. And now here he finally is, the man of so many nasty dreams, his trunk swaying in my hand as I wave at Jen. "Get over here you little whore and let me hurt you with this thing and then let's see if you're a real woman who can take it up the arse, your friend here has no hope." he spits at Jen. If Jen had had something less valuable than a camera in her hands at the time, she would have killed him with it. "Hold your horses big man, I'm the director around here, now shut the fuck up and do exactly as I say." Jen never has taken that kind of stuff from men and she wasn't going to start with him, she had what he wanted, not necessarily the other way round. Well he did and she could hardly wait to do exactly what he had suggested, but she wasn't going to let him know that. "Now roll over and stick that arse of yours right in Wendy's face." All this time Kevin was soothing Wendy's shoulders and neck as she gently came down from yet another huge 'O', he picked her up with his wonderful tool still buried in her arse, turned her face to him and kissed her passionately on the mouth. That was the first kiss they had ever had and it was so soft, so full of everything she had ever wished it to be. So many times she had talked to him on the landing and had watched his mouth move slowly as the words purred out of him, so many times he had to cough slightly to bring her out of her dream. So many times he had thought that he must be so boring for her not to even be listening to him, now here they were, in each other's arms, him buried high up in her bowels, one hard manipulating her left breast whilst his other hand pressed her pubic bone though her hair, with his middle finger gently moving backwards and forwards across her clit and G spot. They had each other in a different world, on a different level, they could feel each others souls. Suddenly there dream world was brought to an abrupt halt, Jen was tapping her on the shoulder with something. "Here, spit on that and stab him with this" she waggled my dildo in the direction of fuckers arse winking at me from the bed. Wendy smiled up at her, took the KY covered dildo and leaned forward again, much to Kevin's delight. Not only could he press further up now but he could feel her tightest glove milking him for all he was worth. "Oooo Wendy don't do that, it's too nice, you'll have me cumming far too soon." "Sorry my darling, I just couldn't help it, your cock feels just magnificent up there." She looks again into fuckers one eyed monster and spits on it. The drool runs down his hole and onto his huge balls, Wendy picks it back up with her tongue and plants it right back where she had spat it at him. She rims him and presses in, then out, in and then rims him again. She hears fucker hissing through his teeth, "Oooo, you little fucker, you might not be able to take one, but you sure know how to please one." "Who said you could speak, here clean this for me, it's soaking and needs your tongue on it." Jen had settled herself on the pillow, had her legs over fuckers shoulders and was pushing her gapping fanny into his face. She pushed her feet into his back and levered herself up and down his face, her juices had him coughing and spluttering. "Oh God, I love this, being done at both ends, bring it on girls, I can take as much as you like of this." Wendy was ready, she had taken enough time getting him ready too, one quick, sharp jab should do it. She lined up the dildo and before fucker had time to say anything else he might regret, fucked the whole thing up his brown, dilated star. He froze, his head came as far off the bed as it could, he tried getting away from the pain, but Jen had her full weight on him now, Wendy pulled the whole thing out but immediately repeated her action then started a wanking rhythm on the dildo in his arse. He slumped down again, Wendy went mad, Jen was trying to smother him with her fanny and Kevin was smiling at the pain fucker must be going through as his own cock corkscrewed Wendy's bum into the bed. Jen could see she needed to readjust the camera to get the best shot of what Wendy was doing to his arse so she got off the bed and stood under Kevin's legs, aimed the camera between his legs, between Wendy's legs, straight at fuckers poor battered arsehole. She quickly claimed the cup of whiskey Wendy had been drinking when fucker first arrived, drained it and put it on the bed. She climbed under fucker and pushed her dripping fanny back in his face and swallowed his raging cock. Kevin was getting close now, the only one now who could clearly see all the action was raising his blood temperature beyond boiling point and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Oh my God, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh shit. I'm going to cum, I'm cumming. Oh fuuuuccccckkkkk. He knew Wendy wanted her holes sprayed with his mountain of cum and in the back of his mind that's exactly what he wanted to do for her. He had no idea how, but he wanked furiously in that general direction. He scrunched his eyes closed, his stomach was just a sea of tight muscles and his cock was in the hands of the one he loved. Her tiny hand bled him of all the pent up gallons of juice he had been saving for the weeks he had been dreaming of her. It was as if he wasn't spurting at all, it was just one, long, continuous, never- ending rope of flowing, white hot, boiling cum. On and on it went, he smiled, screwed his face again, still he came, he smiled again, it was starting to ebb. He looked down and couldn't see his cock, just the delectable sight of Wendy's tiny bum still sticking into his groin, but he could feel her hand still gently milking him, but no cum, there was none to be seen. He slowly stood back and Wendy turned around, sucking the fingers that had been draining him. In her other hand was the cup Jen had put on the bed, she tilted it slightly towards him and put her fingers to her lips to quiet him. There in the bottom of the cup was all his slightly brown cum, the bottom of the cup couldn't be seen, she gently swirled it around the cup to show him just how much there was before she let it drain to the bottom again. They both turned to watch Jen still hard at work on fuckers tool whilst he ravaged her fanny and arse. Jen wanked him furiously whilst he plunged three fingers deep in side her and ploughed her hard. "I'm going for it, are you ready to take it, I'm going to fucking drown you, do you hear me, here it cums, you're going to fucking die." "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Blast after blast hit the bottom of the cup to join Kevin's tanned gift from Wendy's arse. "Ooohhhh more, more, more, take it bitch, you know you love it. God, there's more." Finally he slumped down crushing Jen. Wendy quickly grabbed the cup as Jen squirmed out from under him. He sat up against the pillow with a big satisfied grin on his face. "There, now whose the real man around here?" "Well real men finish what they've started," Jen said handing him the cup, "Here, drink it, prove you're the man you say you are." "You mean you want me to drink my own cum, are you kidding me bitch?" "So, not the man you thought you were mm, told you he would chicken out," she said turning to Jen. "Me, chicken out, I've never chickened out of anything in my life, give me it here." We all just stood and grinned.