0 comments/ 78495 views/ 8 favorites The Hangout By: SlutKathy What a night! I went out with some girlfriends for an evening of drinks. As usual we ended up at our favourite club around 21.00 hrs. We were soon chatted up by a group of four young coloured men who we danced and chatted with, and they brought us drinks. Around 23.00 the other girls started to mention about getting back home and called taxis, but I said I would stay a bit longer and find my own way home. They all left and left me chatting with the fellows. Shortly afterwards, the guys said they would give me a lift home, but once in the car they soon had their hands all over me, and it was not long before they were stripping my clothes off until I was naked. Their hands were all over me and I did not mind this at all, I was loving it. I heard one of them in the front say, "Lets take her to the hangout." The two in the back with me were fingering my cunt, which was followed shortly by fucking me and playing with my tits. After a few miles, I noticed we were pulling into an area of rough ground down a back street on the outskirts of town. I noticed there were about 6 other cars. We stopped and the driver got out and opened the back door, I heard a voice say "late tonight Dave" to which he replied "yes, but worth it, we've brought a piece of white ass to play with." At this point I was still being fucked by one of the men. When he had finished I was pulled out of the car still naked and into a crowd of about 18 other coloured men, not including the ones I had come with and about half a dozen women. One of the men in the new crowd grabbed me and pinched and twisted my nipples hard making me cry out loud and my nipples erect, then roughly thrust one hand between my legs and up into my wet shaven cunt. "I see you've already shagged the fucking slag," he said, to around of laughs. "The bitch is old enough to be your momma, but she has a big cunt. Had plenty of cocks fucking her I recon, Is that right slut," he added as he plunged his fingers in even deeper up my juicy hole. "Yes, Yes, lot of cocks used it, and I bet you black bastards are going to love using it, giving this 40 year old white slut a good fucking as well," I replied through my gasps. "To right we are, and not only your cunt, we'll show you how we use a naked piece of white trash like you. You won't want a white cock after we all finished with you bitch," he replied. Every body cheered and whistled. I groaned as he rubbed my wet slit and pinched my clit, as he pushed his 4 fingers in and out of my hole. I climaxed and begged him to fuck me. He lifted me onto a derelict cars bonnet, spread my legs wide and plunged his large cock in hard right to the hilt, I could feel his large cock filling my hole, stretching my cunt, fucking me furiously until he shot his load deep up my shaven cunt. He told me that a white slut like me was made for using; and that all I was good for was to have my holes filled, to be fucked by men or women, and that I should be kept naked all the time ready for use as a cum bucket. Another man shouted it was his turn to fuck the whore and soon another cock was plunging into my juicy slit, I was moaning loudly as I repeatedly cum, and was shouting for him to fuck me hard, for all of them to fuck me, use me, telling them I wanted to feel all their big black cocks in this slut whores cunt, ass, and mouth. I heard a voice next to me say "Shut the fuck up then and open your mouth slut and get my cock between those red lips of yours." I took his cock in my mouth and was soon sucking hard as he face fucked me his cock disappearing to the hilt, his balls slapping against my chin. Both soon cum, shooting loads of cum in my pussy and over my face and tits. I tasted his cum, swilling it around my mouth before swallowing it, and then licking his cock and balls clean. A lot more used my cunt. My cunt was now a mess, gaping and full of cum, it was dribbling out as they repeatedly fucked me. I was turned over and bent across the bonnet. I was told to spread my ass cheeks and I felt some fingers enter my sopping cunt and scoop out some cum which he rubbed on and into my ass, then made me suck the gooey mess off his fingers. "I'm going to fuck that tight white ass of yours now cunt," he said. He then roughly shoved his cock up my ass. I cried out loudly as my ass was penetrated so hard, this only caused him to speed up, pulling his cock right out then plunging it back in. "Oh god, that big black cock of yours is stretching my ass hole," I cried out. The crowd where loving this, all urging him on, telling him to ream her ass good. Another cock was pushed into my mouth and as I was forcefully fucked from behind I was pushed onto the cock in my mouth. The one fucking my ass was telling me what a sweet tight ass I had, and that there was hell of a lot more cock that was going to sample it that night. I had relaxed now and was enjoying the sensation of my ass fucking, and as soon as he had shot his load deep in my ass I was begging for another to take its place. All obliged, as a queue formed behind me. All lining up to ravage me. Mauling and swinging on my hanging tits, pulling and twisting my nipples as the all gangbanged my ass hole. As each one finished he walked up top where I licked and sucked the remaining cum from off his cock. Some guy thought it fun to push their ass into my face so I could give them a good rimming, push my tongue right into their hole. Their cum was smeared all over my face, in my hair and it run down my cheeks and dribbled from my mouth. After all the men had finally either cum in me or on me, most of them twice, One of the women produced an empty beer bottle and said see if the fucking slut can take this. I was thrown on to the ground in the dirt and my legs were pulled wide apart and she pushed the wide end in stretching my cunt open. I was groaning loudly as the bottle disappeared until only the neck was left. Everybody was shouting that the fucking whore had taken the lot and loved it. She pulled the bottle in and out several times until another women said "I'm going to give the slag's cunt a good fisting," and with that she thrust four fingers up my cunt, then her hand until her whole hand was in. She then made a fist and started to pump in and out of my cunt up to her wrist. I was writhing around and crying out as she made me cum again and again with her fist. She was slapping my tits and face and calling me a slag, a whore, and a cumslut as she did so. Finally after several hours, everybody there had fucked or abused one of my holes, and most had had second helpings. They had all but a few fucked my ass, my cunt I had lost count, and I must have swallowed about a belly full of cum. They had made me crawl on my hands and knees in the dirt to them, whipping my ass with belts as I crawled, only to be ass or cunt fucked when I reached them. A few times I had crawled across a guys lap and as he thrashed my ass with his hand another up top face fucked me. Finally I was told to lie on my back in the dirt, four men stood around me and one at the bottom. I was told they all wanted a piss and that I was their target so to open my legs and my mouth. I lay on back and spread my legs and told them to do it, piss all over my naked cum covered body, piss on my cunt, over my tits and in my mouth. "Come on guys, fucking piss all over the piece of white trash," one of the women shouted. They all got their cocks out and started to piss, their hot, yellow urine pouring into my cunt and over my body. They moved their cocks up and down showering my belly, then tits, then my face and hair. They aimed for my mouth and I could not swallow their piss as fast as it was flowing in so it run out and down the sides of my face. After they had all taken their turn, the rest followed. By the end I was left lying in a pool of mud made by the piss, rubbing it into my tits and fingering my cunt. They said they had never seen such a dirty fucking bitch, especially a white one that loved so much cock and being pissed on. Everybody agreed I was a first class dirty slut. I said thanks for the compliment. By the end of the night, the cheeks of my ass were red and sore where I had been spanked or slapped with belts, and pieces of flat wood, and my nipples were large and erect from all the biting and pinching, and my tits red from the slapping they had received, cum was running down my thighs from my ass and cunt, and I was covered from head to toe in cum, Piss, and love bites. They finally pushed me roughly out of the car a short distance from home, still naked (I think I left my clothes in another car) where I staggered the rest of the way home. As they drove off they shouted not to forget I was their white slut now to fuck when they wanted. My husband Obviously could see what I had been up to and said it looked as though I had had a good night out, he said he loved to see me like this, naked and well used, then he gave me another good fucking up my ass, adding his cum to the many others. After, I told him that was not the all of it, that they had found out my name and where I lived from my driving licence, and if I didn't want them coming around and making trouble in the neighbourhood, I was to turn up naked at the site a couple of times a week for them. Their white fuck slave as they called me. My husband said we couldn't have them doing that, so it looks like for a while that a couple of times a week I am going to have to drive naked to their meeting place (I shall have to find a less busy route), be tied up, whipped and have my brains fucked out by all that black cock. They've let me know that next week they will be bringing bring some whips and handcuffs, as well as some more friends including a few more women they knew to sample me. Ah well! Life's tough being a slut. The Hangover Oh fuck. My head felt like a construction crew was trying excavate a tunnel right behind my eyes. I don't know how much I had to drink last night but it was obviously too much. As my saliva started to flow I grimaced even more. 'I don't remember getting a cat' I thought. It felt like my mouth was filled with sand and a cat had used it for a litter box. My bladder was starting to complain now too. I pulled my right arm from across my face where it had settled as I slept. My hand hit a damp spot and I wondered if I had pissed the bed in my drunken stupor last night. As my eyes opened I realized I was in my own bed. I shifted my legs a little and felt the tightness that comes from post sex fluids drying on my body. 'That explains the wet spot.' I thought. But who did I sleep with? I looked across the bed. Whoever it was was still there and just as nude as I was. I could only see her legs since the whole upper part of her body was wrapped in the top sheet from my bed. As I rose to take care of my bladder I looked at the bare legs and ass, since she was laying on her stomach. Very sexy and shapely legs. It looked like whoever they belonged to liked to keep them well toned. The right leg was laid out straight and the left was bent at the knee her left foot laying across her right calf giving me a nice view of her slit and anus. There was an obvious glob of cum clinging to her lips. My cock was getting hard standing there looking at those legs. My brain kept trying to tell me I knew whose legs those were but in my hung over haze I refused to listen. I turned to head for my bathroom and nearly stumbled as my feet got tangled in a dress lying on the floor. 'I know that dress.' But my mind was still too thick to think clearly. Once in the bathroom I grabbed the ibuprofen and the Tylonol and downed two of each. I went to the shower and started just the hot water. Once the steam was flowing I turned the cold water and tested with my hand until the water was the right temp. I climbed in and just stood under the spray of hot water letting it soothe me as much as it could. My eyes were closed so I never sensed the shadow as it neared the shower. I felt two arms circle my waist and two very erect nipples poked into back as a set of lips kissed the back of my neck. "Morning Dean." Holy shit! That voice belonged to my sister Brenda. Now I knew what my brain had been screaming all morning. "Uhh. Brenda? What's going on?" "I'll let you know everything in a bit. Now isn't really the time for talk." Then she said "Give me the soap so I can do your back. Then you can do mine." I absently handed her the bar of soap and soon her hands were lathering me from my shoulders all the way to my ankles. For a few seconds she even had soaped my sack. She spun me around with her hands at my hips and as she stood up placed a none too sisterly kiss on my mouth. Her tongue was licking my lips and I just gave in and opened up for the tongue to tongue contact she was craving. She slowly broke the kiss and turned her back as she handed me the soap. I did just as she had done to me. When I got to her ass she told me to make sure I washed all my cum from her pussy. This got my head spinning out of control. What the hell happened last night? She finished washing the front of her body and the water was starting to lose it's heat. I turned off the water and grabbed two towels from the rack. I handed Brenda one and we both dried off with me not being able to take my eyes off her sexy body.At 5'9" she was tall and lean. Her body like a runway model's. I already told you she has great toned legs. This came from years of running and lately many nights of dancing in the clubs. Her body had very little fat on it as a result. Her breasts were magnificent. I was pretty sure they were at least a 34D. The areolas about two inches across. Her nipples were still erect and stood proud of her areola about a quarter inch and seemed to be about the same in diameter. Perfect. As I keep my gaze rising I looked right into her eyes. Just like my own eyes Brenda's eyes seemed to change depending on her mood and the clothes she was wearing. At times a very light blue that hinted at the fun behind them. Other times so dark they almost looked gray. Right now they were so light that I was mesmerized. "OK Dean knock it off." I didn't realize I was staring until she spoke. I noticed a big smile on her lips. She used the towel to wrap her hair and strode from the bathroom. I wrapped my towel around my waist and followed. She looked back at me and said "Just drop that towel right there and join me in the kitchen." With that she walked right out of the bedroom. I did as she said my head still a little foggy but becoming clearer. I was remembering little details from the previous night but they were jumbled and I couldn't make sense of them. Just one or two second flashes of drinking and dancing with my sister. Brenda was standing at the sink filling the coffee pot with water. I looked her legs and ass up and down a couple of times. I marveled at how gorgeous they looked like this. I had made comments over the years to Brenda about how great her legs looked. She usually gave me a big hug and said "thanks" whenever I did. She stood up on her toes to reach the coffee can sitting on top of the fridge. She didn't have to do that, I think she did it to tease me because she knew I was looking at her long legs. Soon the coffee was brewing and she began to grab the eggs and some veggies from the fridge. Two veggie omelets done just as the coffee finished brewing. We sat at the table eating in silence just stealing little glances of one another between sips and bites. Once breakfast was over we washed up the dishes. Still not talking. The silence was beginning to drive me nuts. She topped off both coffee cups and we took them to the living room, still nude. She took two very deliberate sips of coffee before speaking. She was in control of this and relishing every second of it. "What do you remember about last night?" she asked. "I remember you calling to tell me you were coming over for the usual post break up night on the town." Ever since we were in high school Brenda and I had always treated the other to a night on the town whenever the other had broken up with someone. Last week my girlfriend of four months, Cindy, had broken up with me. No excuse just a goodbye and have a good life ending. I was a little disappointed because I was actually starting to imagine my life with her five years down the road. I called Brenda to let her know what happened and she told me to leave everything to her. "I remember you making me change my clothes to 'something more suitable' and us leaving in your car. Dinner at Lou Malnatti's. Followed by a trip to some club with pounding dance music. Then it all gets fuzzy." She shifts on the couch to face me and places her left foot under her right thigh giving me another exquisite view of her pussy as she does. "Eyes up Dean." I looked up and give a little smile to match the one on her lips. "When we got to the club you went right for the heavy stuff. Some single malt whiskey that hit you pretty hard. After three of them you actually got out on the dance floor with me." I could dance but I didn't really like to. I always felt just a little self conscious when dancing to the fast stuff. I preferred the slow stuff where I could hold a woman tight and let her lean her head on my chest listening to my heart beat while we moved. "Right after your second dance my friend Molly showed up with her boyfriend Karl. She started buying tequila shots. Karl got a little pissed when she let you take a shot from between her tits. He calmed down a little when Molly and I explained about Cindy. I don't think he would have calmed down so much if he knew you fucked Molly just last year." She smiled at the slightly shocked look on my face. "What did you think she wouldn't tell me? We are best friends. When she said that it could only be a one time thing I was a little disappointed. When I asked her why, she said that it almost felt like incest because of how close we all are. You're the brother she never had. I was secretly wishing you two would hook up and she would become my sister." She took another sip of coffee before continuing. My eyes once again drifted to her pussy and snapped back when she started talking again. "They stuck around for about two hours before heading out. Karl looked pissed again when they left because Molly dragged you out on the dance floor and ground her ass against your crotch for five minutes. "You got yourself a couple more single malt whiskeys and when a slow song started to play you pulled me to the dance floor. You never danced with me like that before. When they played another slow song right away we just stayed out on the floor. I looked into your eyes and for a minute the whole world was just you and me." I could see her eyes were changing to a deeper blue as she was remembering this little moment "When the song ended you leaned and kissed me on the lips. Nothing overpowering like what we did in the shower this morning. Just a simple lip to lip kiss that was so tender and sweet my panties got soaked." She placed a hand in front of her pussy for a few seconds. "Just remembering that kiss has me wet again." Once again I had a shocked look on my face. "I dragged you out the door of the club and we came right here. Once we got through the door I pulled you to me and kissed you. In a heartbeat you were kissing me right back. It was the most passionate kiss ever. Our hands were roaming over each others bodies but they were just gliding from place to place without being too firm or insistent on any one spot. As we kissed I steered us toward your bedroom. I pushed you back onto your bed and turned on the radio. I did a strip tease for you and covered your head with my panties when I was finished. I made sure the damp crotch was right over your nose as I began to strip you. "I unbuttoned your shirt and tossed it aside once I slid it off your arms. You reached for my panties but I pulled your arms back down. I slid your t shirt off next. My pussy began to tingle when I saw your abs and pecs. I forgot how much you workout and it's been a while since I saw you with your shirt off. My hands started to shake a little when I went for your belt. It took me a couple of tries before I got it undone. I went right for the button and got that undone in the first go. The zipper opened on its own. Your cock was so hard it forced the issue. I slid your pants off and as I came back up I could see your cock sticking out through the fly of your boxers." I could smell Brenda's pussy juices. She took the towel from her hair and placed it under her on the couch. My cock was an iron rod standing straight up as she described this. Combined with her sweet and musky scent I wasn't sure if I could last until the end of the tale. "I wanted to take it into my mouth right then but I also wanted to see you completely naked too. I had to struggle a little to get your boxers off, but they were soon on the floor right along with all your other clothes. I finally let you take my panties from your face and I kissed you on the mouth one more time before moving my lips slowly down your body. Chin, neck, collar bones, pecs, nipples, belly button and finally the head of your cock all received my kisses. Your dick was throbbing from the attention I gave you. I was almost afraid to finish what I wanted to do. Afraid because I thought you would cum right away. "When I slid you into my mouth I heard you moan and I tasted your precum as it oozed out of the tip. I waited a few seconds before I began to suck and bob on it. I wanted to do this all with just my mouth and I kept my hands on the tops of your thighs. You sat there with a look of total bliss on your face the entire time. When you told me you were getting close to cumming I shifted my right hand to your balls and lightly squeezed until I felt them lift. I held my mouth still and could feel the cum as it rose toward its exit point. When the first blast hit I began to suck harder and harder. When you finally finished I swallowed it all down the went to lick those few last drops that oozed out as you shrank. "You lifted my chin with one finger and I slowly stood up. You moved farther onto the bed and when I moved to join you you pulled me on top of you. You literally lifted me into the air and spun me around. When your mouth found my pussy the juices were already flowing. The inside of my thighs were slick to my knees. You did everything right. Licking my outer lips, then moving to my clit which was fully erect and out before you got there. Your fingers entered me at the right time and I came so hard I coated your whole upper body with my cum. "I rolled over and laid on top of you and kissed you so hard I thought our mouths would fuse together permanently. While we were kissing I felt your dick poke my thigh. I reached down and placed you right at the opening of my pussy. I sat straight up and took you inside me all in one move. It felt so wonderful I wanted to just sit there all night and not move. Your hands found my nipples and soon you were tracing designs around and across them with your fingers. You sat up and sucked my right nipple and I began to grind my hips slowly in time to each tug from your mouth. I kept the pace when you moved to my left and started to go faster each time you switched nipples. I was totally in love with everything I was feeling. I laid down and slid my tongue into your mouth as a mini orgasm hit me. "I forced myself to climb off your delicious fuck stick and got to my hands and knees. You didn't wait for me to beg. You were right there and you buried that steel love shaft to the hilt in one push. I instantly came again. You continued to pound my pussy sending me over the edge time and again. I could feel a big buildup coming. It felt like every nerve in my body was firing off all at once. You started pumping harder and I couldn't hold back another second. I came so hard I almost fell flat on the bed. The only thing keeping me up were your hands on my hips. Then you started shooting your cum inside me and I blacked out. The next thing I remember is hearing the shower turn on this morning." My cock was bouncing in my lap after hearing this whole story. I looked at Brenda's pussy and her juices were flowing like a small stream. I looked into her eyes and she smiled dreamily as I moved closer. I placed a delicate kiss on her lips that I held for just a few heartbeats. I stood and lifted her into my arms. "Lets go repeat that so I can remember it just as vividly as you do." The Hangover: Aftermath It's been three months since my sister Brenda and I became lovers. We spent that whole first weekend nude on every horizontal surface in my house, and even a couple vertical ones. I can still see the dent I put in the hallway wall with my back as Brenda jumped into my arms and impaled herself on me. But Monday came and we both had lives to live. She lived on the other side of town close to her work. I tried to talk her into moving in with me, but she shouldn't do that yet. I lived ten minutes from my own job so understood her reluctance to move. The following weekend Brenda had to take Molly out and I was not invited. Apparently Karl had been so jealous of the way she was with me at the club it caused a huge fight. They broke up that night as he was taking her home. Since I was the indirect cause of Molly's breakup Brenda thought it would be in bad taste for me to be out with them. So with nothing to do I stayed in and watched a few movies on pay per view that I had missed because Cindy refused to watch them with me. I thoroughly enjoyed 'My Idiot Brother' and 'Green Lantern'. I was disappointed in 'Jack and Jill'. I decided to go for a run Saturday morning. As I ran around the small lake in the park I began to think about where this relationship with Brenda would go. We both obviously had no inhibitions when it came to the whole sibling sex thing. We both admitted freely that the sex we shared was the best either of us had ever had. I was trying to come up with reasons why this couldn't work and the only negative was the whole brother sister thing. I had two messages on my phone when I got home. "Hey Dean. It's Brenda. I really missed you last night. Molly asked why you weren't there. I guess I was wrong about her not wanting to be around you. Call me when you get home. Love you bro." The second message was from Molly. "Hey Dean, Molly here, call me and tonight maybe you and I could get together for a little post breakup sex." I decided to call Brenda first. "I just got in Bren. What did you want to talk about?" "Is it OK if I come over? I think we need to do this face to face." "Sure. Whatever. I need to hit the shower so just let yourself in when you get here." "Love you bro." "Love you Bren." I decided to wait on calling Molly. No sense getting her worked up for a good pussy pounding if something was going to happen with Brenda. I was freshly showered and changed into a pair of shorts and a Hawaiian print shirt that Brenda had got me for my last birthday. It was only the second time I had worn it. Brenda walked in carrying a bottle of wine. She smiled when she saw the shirt I was wearing. I took the bottle from her and gave her a light kiss on the lips to test the waters. As I stepped back she said "That's no way to kiss me." And kissed me fully inserting her tongue into my mouth. I was so lost in the kiss the wine almost fell out of my hand. "Nice to see you too Bren. You want me to open this now or wait until later?" "Later. We need to talk with a clear head." I was feeling like I was on a roller coaster. One second she sounded serious like what we did was a one time thing. The next second she was tickling my uvula with her tongue. Then right back to the melancholy talking. I put the bottle in the fridge to chill since it was a nice white. "Why so serious Bren?" "Have you been thinking about last weekend at all?" "Only all day while I'm awake and all night when I dream. How about you?" "Glad it's not just me. I don't know what's happening right now and I'm scared but excited. If this is what real love feels like I don't want to give it up. But society says that what we did is wrong." "I tried to come up with the old plus/minus list. The only minus was the brother sister thing. That shouldn't matter. We're both adults. We know what we're doing. The only people we might hurt is mom and dad." "Wow Dean. You really have put some thought into this. Haven't you?" "Brenda. You and I have known each other our whole lives. We know we love each other. Completely and unconditionally. We are closer to each other than anybody else. We know each others secrets. How can a love like that be wrong?" "When you put it like that... God I was so close to coming over here Wednesday night and then again last night after I got Molly home. But I thought that with five days apart you would start to freak out like you did when I joined you in the shower last weekend." "I admit for about ten seconds I was freaked out. But once I took you back to my room for our morning after sex there was no more thought to it being wrong." "Since we can't have an open and traditional relationship right now. Why don't we come to a little understanding? I'll come over once or twice a week to satisfy my cravings for you. No more all weekend fuck fests for right now." "What happens you want it more than twice a week or if someone finds out about us?" "I still have B.O.B. at home. So if I get horny and miss my big brother I can call and we can do a little phone sex. If someone finds out what we're doing we'll deal with that when it comes up." "One other thing. What happens if one of us finds a boyfriend or girlfriend?" "I'm off the market bro." "Thanks for the compliment. I just think you should know Molly called right after you did. She must be really horny because she suggested I go over and give her some." "Did you call her back?" I saw her bottom lip begin to tremble. "No. As tempting as she is, I took myself permanently off the market too. There is only one woman I want. And she's sitting two feet away from me getting ready to cry." The tears started to flow and Brenda jumped into my lap. I held her to my chest and stroked her hair. It took a few minutes but the crying stopped. I kissed the top of her head. "You feel like going out to dinner Bren? It will be our first official secret date." "Why don't we just order in Chinese and spend the night holding each other?" "You afraid to be seen in public with me?" "No silly. I just want you all to myself tonight." After dinner we each had a single half glass of the wine Brenda had brought. When we finished our drinks I laid out flat on the couch and signaled Brenda to lay on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her waist once she made herself comfortable. We laid there just looking into each others eyes. At first with longing then we were both trying to make the other laugh by making silly faces. My hands were still around her waist when I decided to up the game a level. I slid my hands to a spot I knew was very ticklish and I soon had Brenda in tears again. This time from laughing. "Stop! You're going to make me pee. I need to use the toilet now." "Hurry back. I'm getting cold already missing you." She kissed me on the lips and I sat up to watch her walk down the hall. She looked over her shoulder and saw me staring at her ass. God what a gorgeous woman. Once she went inside the bathroom I laid back down to wait for her. I was just getting reading to look up again when her head poked over the back of the couch. "You are seriously over dressed right now Dean." It took all of five seconds for me to shed my clothes. And two seconds later Brenda had resumed her position on top of me. My hands went immediately to her ass. My cock started to rise and tapped the inside of her thigh. She leaned in and kissed me starting with short gentle pecks that rapidly shifted to full on tongue twisting passion filled spit swapping. I decided it was time to pay attention to her breasts and slid my hands along her ribs toward that goal. She wiggled a little thinking I was going to tickle her again. Then as my hands found her fun bags she smiled as we continued to kiss. Her nipples quickly grew taut in my hands. I alternated between simply rolling the nipple between my thumb and middle finger and lightly pinching them. She began to hump her hips up and down sighing when my hard on settled into the folds of her moistening pussy. She was soon rubbing the length of my shaft with her dripping slit. I was growing harder by the second. Brenda broke the kiss to reach back and grasp my pole. "Here or in bed?" I asked. "I can't wait lover. So here it is." She sat upright as soon as she positioned my cock where she needed it. I moan of pure joy passed her lips and a look of complete bliss on her face, she began to rock on top of me. My hands were soon on her breasts once again and I gave them new sensations alternating between fingers and palms caressing just her nipples. I sat up and licked first one nipple then the other. Once both were sufficiently covered in a coating of saliva I blew gently across the right nipple as I pulled her left nipple taut. Brenda's thrusts increased as I ministered to her breasts. I kept my hips still delighting in giving my full attention to her chest. Brenda moved her left hand to her clit and her thrusting increased again. I could feel the familiar tingle of imminent release and as my cock grew thicker inside her, so did Brenda. "Wait for me lover. I'm so close. Cum with me. Cum with me... Cumming now." We released at the same instant. I couldn't tell if it was her pussy pulling on my cock or my cock pulsing into her pussy. We were both on overload and Brenda collapsed on top of me. It took Brenda about five minutes to come around. I had gone soft and fallen out by then. Our mixed fluids dripping from Brenda's well fucked pussy onto the couch cushions and pooling near my ass. Brenda stayed all night, and we made gentle love before we dropped off to sleep. It was so tender that we both had tears of joy when we finally climaxed. Brenda went home after breakfast Sunday morning. She promised to see me Wednesday night after work. I waited in anticipation until she let herself in. Our love making that night was frenzied. We partially stripped and fucked before she fully entered the house. I cooked dinner in the nude and she laughed as I served with my dick dangling inches from her body. After dinner we jumped each other hungrily and fucked off all the calories we had just consumed. She left just before eleven so she could get up for work in the morning. We have kept to the same schedule mostly during the last three months. Saturday, all day we make love and Wednesday we let our pent up passion explode over each other. There have only been two times when Brenda called to use B.O.B. so I must have been doing something right. Molly was disappointed I didn't call her the weekend of her breakup. But she was soon with another guy. She made frequent comments about how both Brenda and I always seemed to be well fucked in spite of the fact neither of us was dating. Brenda and I still don't know what's going to happen. but we are taking things one day at a time. Maybe I'll bring up moving to Ohio where we can live in the open.