6 comments/ 22881 views/ 2 favorites Goldilocks By: tipofyourtongue The back door was open. How could she resist? Especially since it appeared no one was around. A few half-hearted shouts confirmed that. Pushing the door all the way in, Goldilocks walked inside. Normally she would have gone straight home but this summer cottage looked so inviting. She passed this home several times a week on the way to the grocery store and each time there were occupants. Most of the time it was a couple. Same blonde lady, same blonde man. Sometimes it was a random handful of girls her age, but never anyone she recognized. She was pretty surprised to see no one was home. This made her bolder. What secrets did they have? What did they collect? What did their kitchen look like? She left the door hanging and darted pass the foyer. Not the kitchen. It was the most lavish living room she had ever been in. Pale green lace curtains adorned the windows, obscuring the living room from the outside but from in here, Goldilocks could see the street. She shouldn't dally too long, it would be evening soon and they were sure to be back by then. Glancing around, her eyes fell upon the cream suede loveseat. It was gorgeous. She just had to touch it. Running her fingers over the cushions, she marveled at how soft it was. How it almost tricked her into thinking it was wet. Unable to resist, she rubbed her cheek against the seat, then climbed on, sprawling herself over the luxurious furnishings. It even smelled good. A light musky scent mingled with something else. She couldn't explain why, but it was turning her on. Breathing the scent in more deeply, she felt the stirrings deep in her gut. It had to be the thrill of being naughty that turned her on. After all, she wasn't supposed to be here. Spreading her legs, dangling one ankle over the back of the loveseat she drew slow little circles on her thighs with her fingertips. Caressing her bare skin, she slid a finger under her shorts and could barely touch her panties. Arching a little, she hooked her finger more and could now feel the dampening spot. She fingered her clit through her wet panties and then looked around the room for something... just right. A slim glass vase sat on the cherry wood coffee table just out of reach. It had a streamlined elegance to it and would have fetched quite a price at an art show. Not that she cared about such qualities. All she saw was something to put inside her. Lazily fingering herself now with the left hand, she leaned over and gingerly scooted the vase over with two fingers. Once it was close enough, she grabbed it and rubbed it over her crotch. The sensation was dulled by her shorts. Goldilocks quickly pulled off the offending garments and lay bare-assed on the loveseat. Resuming her former position, she gently pressed the cold glass to her exposed pussy. It was amazing how good it felt. She could only imagine how much better it would feel inside her. The rim of the vase was adorned with small glass beads and when it first penetrated her, she gasped. Not from any pain, but from the nubby friction it caused. She had to put more pressure on the vase to push it in but once she got past the decorative aperture, it slid easily, cooling her pussy lips. She rocked her hips back and forth, skimming her ass over the smooth leather. She pistoned the vase in and out, minding to be careful about each thrust. Her hair had begun to stick to her face, beads of sweat dotting her upper lip. Her arousal mixed with the summer heat was an annoying distraction and already her leg was cramping. Pulling the vase out she set it unceremoniously back on the table and grabbed her clothes. Wandering into the next room she found the dining room. Here a silver chandelier adorned the ceiling over a green glass table. Upon closer inspection, it looked to be a semi-precious stone. Maybe jade. Or malachite. Or... she shrugged and was about to keep walking through when she stopped, staring at the candelabra on the tabletop. Big fat candles nestled in each of the five cups forming a star. None of them had been lit and Goldilocks assumed it was just for show. Well, what good was something if you've never tried it. A wicked grin teased her lips and she grabbed the middle one, careful not to knock over the decorations or muss up the tablecloth. The candle had a good solid weight to it and holding it in her hand filled her with eagerness. Squatting down, she positioned the candle under her and slowly, carefully eased her pussy down over it. It wouldn't fit. Grimacing, she tried a different angle and worked it in, easing it inch by inch. It was by far the largest thing she ever had inside her and for the most part it was uncomfortable. Hoping she would adapt to its girth, she worked a little more in until her clenched fingers met with her wet pussy lips. Still too big. She wiggled the candle around and then just pulled it halfway out, then pushed it back in. It became somewhat easier each time but eventually she gave up. The candle came out with an audible pop. Not even bothering to clean it off, she gleefully placed it back in the candelabra. She bet the owners would never be able to tell. Now she was in search of something smaller than the candle, but thicker than the vase. The next room revealed the kitchen. Decorated horribly horribly wrong. Cow curios cluttered the shelves and black and white potholders were on every hook and cupboard knob. It was as if the person who decorated this room never expected anyone to ever visit the kitchen. The bovine motif disgusted her in its whimsical cutesiness. There was also nothing here she could or would use. Then she noticed the spray faucet hose. That may not be what she was seeking but it would do in other ways. She hopped up on the counter and then swiveled, straddling the metal precipice between the sinks. Pulling the hose out she turned the water to full blast and adjusted the temperature to cold. She loved the anticipation. Feeling the frigid water splash her inner thighs she tensed, hunched over the sink. Her legs were splayed so they rested on either countertops and when she first brought the sprayer to bear down on her pussy she reeled backward. She barely caught herself from falling by grabbing the metal faucet to steady herself. She had soaked her shirt. Forcing herself to stay still this time she managed to target her pussy. The shock thrilled her immensely. Hard concentrated blasts of water pummeled her tender flesh and it never felt so good. Within seconds, she was squirming and moaning, grinding her ass on the steel surface. It took a lot of effort to stay focused on not moving her hand and even more to balance herself. But it was worth it. Her clit began to tingle then bloom outward until her very lips trembled. She was getting so close so soon. Releasing the faucet with her left hand, she used her free fingers to plunge into her pussy, trying to speed the orgasm along. It only resulted in blocking the spray to her pussy, water jetting everywhere. Frustrated, she couldn't figure out a way to finger herself while spraying. Shutting off the water, she slid down off the sink, her ass sore and her knees weak. If she didn't come soon she was going to be pissed. Her feet sloshed through the puddles left on the kitchen floor as she continued investigating the rest of the cottage. Her search led her into the master bedroom. Obviously the person who decorated the living room also had their way with this room. Dark burgundy velvet pillows showcased the four post bed, the covers a deep shade of forest green. Tasteful nude prints in classy frames hung on the walls, most of them of women with glittering eyes. Everything in the room was either cream, red, or green and somehow, it didn't give off a Christmas-y vibe. Goldilocks got the impression that this was the room where she'd find something perfect. Rummaging through the drawers revealed nothing of use except for a pack of Magnums which she haphazardly discarded over the shoulder. There was nothing under the bed either. Thinking she should investigate the two closet doors she opened the nearest one only to find a small bathroom. A simple tub, toilet and sink greeted her. Nothing fancy in this room. As she turned to leave, her elbow knocked over the container holding two toothbrushes. One of them electric. Musing over her newest find, she snatched the toothbrush and lay on the bed. Her clit was still sensitive from earlier, but the joy of masturbation urged her on. Pressing the on button, the toothbrush came to life, bristles whirling. Goldilocks gingerly placed the toothbrush to her clit and immediately jerked away. The bristles were of hard fibers and it wasn't the sensation she was aiming for. Using the back of the brush head felt much better. Her knees drew up to her chest as she let the head vibrate on her clit, reawakening her desire to come. While she masturbated, she didn't fantasize about anything. She never did. It was just her and her body's responses to pleasure. There wasn't a need to visualize someone seducing her. She was always best at pleasing herself. Closing her eyes, the soft whir of the makeshift vibrator lulled her into a delirium of ecstasy. Bowing into it, arching away, she was gripped by the beginnings of a building climax. Her fingers slipped once and the brush turned around, the bristles stabbing into her clit. It electrified her. She began to throb, to pulse. Clenching and unclenching her pussy muscles, she knew holding out wouldn't be an option any longer. This was perfect. This was just right. Moaning aloud, her fingers sought entrance inside her, fingertips rimming her pussy before jabbing in deep. Her knees almost touched the bed as she writhed and flexed and bucked. Her cries increased in volume and she was close. God, so close. Jamming four fingers in as far as she could she gripped her digits while frantically struggling to keep the toothbrush positioned just right. Sweat dampened her temples and stung her eyes but she continued, not to be distracted again. Her hips thrust into her hand just as she recoiled from the vibrations. She couldn't take it anymore and yet she was determined to come. She thrashed harder, her cries so much louder. Her ragged moans drowned out the sound of the toothbrush. It drowned out her furious beating heart and the ringing pulse in her ears. It drowned out the creaking bed frame. It even drowned out the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. In one final lunge where her fingers impaled her so achingly deep, she came. It was brilliantly executed and it drew the very strength from her bones. Slumping back on the bed, head lolling to the side, Goldilocks whimpered, twitched, spasmed, and then blissfully fell asleep. She even left the toothbrush on where it slithered off the covers and buzzed around on the carpet, forgotten. Goldilocks Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Goldilocks. She was a blessed young woman, tall and slender, with slim strong legs from walking and running the fields in her duties as a milkmaid. She had a small waist, a firm tight ass, and two gloriously perfect C cup breasts. Her face was that of a young goddess, smooth flawless skin, big blue eyes, pouting red lips, and long flowing blond hair. She was fond of wearing scandalously short dresses that exposed miles of her perfect legs, and her cleavage was lifted with the aid of a bra and bared nearly to her almost always perky nipples. Goldilocks had a secret that she couldn't share with anyone in her village. She had a nearly boundless sexual desire, the lips between her legs were always wet, and the sight of a muscular man would make her nipples hard and her knees go weak. She longed to get one of those farm boys alone and...well, she didn't know what she'd do if she had one, but she wanted that so badly her little pussy would ache when she thought about it. Goldilocks had discovered one night alone in bed that if she touched that aching pussy of hers, it sent thrills of pleasure through her body. If she kept touching, those thrills would build and build, hot pleasure would run through her, and eventually her body would curl up as spasms shook her and a flood of wetness would soak her thighs. She had also discovered once when trying to smooth her always hard nipples that brushing those felt really good too. Goldilocks liked to lay in her little bed at night and rub her full breasts through her nightgown, getting a pleasant mellow feeling and then slide her hand between her legs and rub until the wetness came. The more Goldilocks did this, the more she craved those pleasurable feelings. She would have to find corners of the fields, out of sight of the village to lay in the grass and touch her young firm body. She dreamed of a strong handsome man touching her like she touched herself. In her deepest darkest thoughts, she sometimes thought of the soft lips and gentle hands of a woman running over her body. She knew women didn't do those sort of things, but thinking about them made her feel hot and naughty in a very pleasurable way. One night, Goldilocks finally got one of the farm boys alone, and discovered what a man could do for her. The pleasure, and the sense of being filled in a way that seemed right was amazing. Goldilocks had a sense that this was only the beginning of what she could feel, that the more she did this, the better it would be. Her experience was so brief, the boy only lasted a couple minutes thrusting inside her tight pussy, that she knew she'd only gotten a taste of pleasure, and nowhere near bringing those pleasurable spasms she could give herself. She wanted to do this with every man in her village under forty, but knew that she'd be an outcast if she tried. The boy she had bedded started talking about her, and Goldilocks knew that her small village was not the place for more play with men, as sad as that made her. So she contented herself with touching her own body, rubbing and stroking herself, learning her body, and bringing herself to greater and greater pleasure. One day Goldilocks decided to go exploring in the nearby woods. She felt a restlessness that she couldn't hold back, a desire to get out of her tiny village, and she thought she might find a new place where she could touch herself and relieve the ever building pressure within her. She wandered off, breasts bouncing, skirt flipping in the wind as she skipped down the path into the forest. Before long she encountered a house in the woods that she'd never seen before. Being a curious young girl, she walked up to the door and knocked, wondering who lived there. There was no answer, so she stepped carefully over to a nearby window and peered inside. Her skirt lifted as she bent to look in the window, giving a passing badger an eyeful. She saw a tastefully apointed kitchen, but no people. Her curiosity about who lived there in this strange house in the middle of the forest was overwhelming, and Goldilocks decided to try the door, for surely no one could be angry with such a beautiful maiden as her. To her surprise, the door was open. She stepped inside, and looked around. On the table of the kitchen she had seen earlier were three bottles of different shapes and three glasses. After her skip through in the woods, Goldilocks was thirsty, and decided to pour herself a drink from the first bottle. Inside was a dark red fluid that she recognized as wine, something that the adults at home would never let her taste. She looked around the home and saw no adults, so she decided to have a sip. The stuff tasted pleasant, and made her feel warm, so she took several gulps to drain the glass. She wondered what was in the second bottle, it was a brownish color and had a much stronger smell, so she decided to have a glass of that next. Drinking the brown liquid burned all the way down her throat, but it made her belly warm and her body feel sort of loose. She finished that glass too, deciding that it must be something like the stuff the men drank in the village. What did they call it? Rum, they said it came from the sea. The third bottle contained a clear liquid that smelled so strongly as to nearly make Goldilocks gag, but she decided to try that since she'd already drunk and enjoyed the first two. This stuff burned even stronger than the rum, but now she felt giddy and silly, and was suddenly aware of a flush of heat and desire through her body. Goldilocks took a step, and discovered an unsteadiness in her legs. She decided to try and find someplace to lay down. A bedroom would probably be upstairs, and surely the owners wouldn't mind. Upstairs, she slowly wove her way down the hall and discovered an open door leading to a bedroom with three soft beds. On the nightstand next to each of the beds was an object that looked like what the boy had had between his legs. She laid down on the first bed, next to the boy part that looked most like the one she had seen, and picked it up. It was hard and soft all at once, not as warm as the one she had touched, but it had pleasing veins and shapes, so she decided to try sliding it inside her. Goldilocks laid back, spread her legs, and pulled her damp panties aside. She carefully slid the boy-part inside of her, and her head fell back on the pillow at the delicious feeling of being filled again. She slid it in and out of herself, and rubbed at her clit, generating delicious waves of pleasure that made her toes curl, her nipples go hard, and her juices dampen the bedsheets. As she was doing this, she glanced over at the next bed, with a boy-part on the nightstand that was bigger than the one she was using. If this one felt so good, how would the larger one feel inside her? She put hers down, and moved to the next bed to try the bigger one. When she slid that in her, Goldilocks let out a moan at how much stronger the feelings were with this larger one. She discovered that if she bent the end of the boy part up as she slid it in and out of her, it would brush her clit. This freed her other hand, so Goldilocks used it to unbutton her blouse, revealing her full firm breasts in her bra. With some difficulty she tugged the straps down somewhat so that she was able to lift her breasts out of their cups and then rub them while sliding in and out of herself and rubbing her clit. The combination of feelings nearly drove her over the edge, her lips above and below puffy with desire, her pussy dripping wet and stretched full with the boy-part inside. A corner of her mind wondered about the third bed, and the third boy part, so not stopping what she was doing, Goldilocks looked over and her mouth dropped open at the sight of the third boy-part. It had to be at least ten inches long, and three or four inches around. She had to try it, and the now half naked Goldilocks almost leaped for the third bed in her haste. She stopped to remove her bra and panties, and then slowly slid the huge boy-part inside of her. She had to push pretty hard, but once it was inside, Goldilocks liked this one best of all. She began to work herself in earnest, building towards what she knew would be a monstrous explosion of pleasure. Meanwhile, three beautiful sisters entered their house, and saw the open bottles, and the lipstick on the three glasses. "Hey, someone's been drinking my wine!" said the youngest, a petite blond. "Someone's been drinking my rum," said the middle one, a ravishing brunette. "And someone's been drinking my vodka," said the eldest, a smoking hot redhead. Before the sisters could talk further, a moan from Goldilocks echoed down the stairs. The three sisters looked at each other and headed upstairs to investigate. Goldilocks was lost in her pleasure. She did not hear the sisters mount the stairs and peer into their room. "Someone's been using my dildo!" said the youngest angrily. "And someone's been using my dildo," said the middle one, a trifle turned on. "Look, someone is using my dildo right now on my bed, and hey, she's pretty hot!" said the eldest, walking over to stand above Goldilocks as she worked herself in a frenzy, approaching orgasam and soaking the sheets with sweat and her juices. Her breasts were bare on her chest, nipples hard as she roughly massaged them, the tendons in her neck were tight with her effort, her long golden hair askew from her thrashings. Goldilocks wet panties and bra were on the floor, her tender legs spread wide to admit the dildo she was enthusiastically thrusting into her dripping pussy. The three sisters gathered around the bed, finding themselves turned on despite the invasion of their privacy. Each looked at the other and saw their triplicate lust for this beautiful innocent looking girl fucking herself on the eldest sister's bed, and as one, the middle and eldest moved for Goldilocks right and left breasts, and the youngest went straight for her pussy. Goldilocks snapped out of her trance at the sensation of warm wet mouths on her nipples and a very talented tongue between her pussy lips, but the immediate tsunami wave of pleasure that those mouths and hands brought her washed away any objections. Goldilocks had only dreamed of a woman's touch before, and these three sisters showed her everything that a woman's knowledge of a woman's body could do. Goldilocks came quickly, screaming at the overwhelming pleasure, and was carried quickly to a second and a third orgasm by the nimble mouths of the sisters. Downstairs, the three brothers (not related to the sisters) that also lived in the house entered. They heard moans and screams of orgasm, and unsurprisingly were interested and dashed upstairs. They entered the sisters' room, and saw the girls draped over Goldilocks. All three young men were handsome, chiseled features and hard muscular bodies. Their brunette hair was cut short, and their bodies one and all looked like young gods. The three men looked at each other, and as one removed their shirts. As they were doing this, the sisters saw their entrance, and motioned them to join the four women on the bed since their mouths were full of various parts of Goldilocks. The brothers walked over, and the three sisters rose from Goldilocks to join them. The sisters went to their favorite brothers and gave them long passionate kisses of welcome, while Goldilocks lay on the bed mostly nude in a post-orgasmic daze. The three sisters rubbed their hands over the brother's muscular chests, and the pairs smiled at one another in love and more than a little lust. As they were doing this, Goldilocks awoke from her daze. "Who are you people? What have you done to me?" "We should be asking you the same thing, coming into our house, drinking our alcohol, playing with our toys. Who the hell are you?" said the eldest sister. The others nodded in agreement. "Why, I am Goldilocks, a tender young maiden from the village just outside of the forest." The eldest brother stepped over and plunged his first two fingers in Goldilocks still dripping pussy. She cried out in surprise and a little pain since her pussy was tender from her earlier dildo fucking. "Maiden? I don't think so." said the eldest brother with amusement. He pulled his fingers out of her and cleaned them with his long tongue. "So I'm not a maiden...all right. No one in my village could understand how much I long to be touched, to feel the pleasure that another can give me inside and outside me. I got used to calling myself a maiden so I wouldn't stand out there." said Goldilocks. "You like pleasure, huh?" said the middle brother. "The more of it I get, the more I want." said Goldilocks. "I think I know how you can repay us for your use of our house, and get some pleasure out of it for yourself." said the eldest brother. "How?" "Service each of us," the eldest brother said, gesturing to himself and his brothers and the sisters, "and we'll let you go in the morning, and if you're good enough, you can come back whenever you want for more fun." Goldilocks eyes went wide and she began to shake her head at the scandalous, but yet higly appealing thought of all the pleasure that awaited her from these beautiful men and women. The eldest brother held up his hand, smiling and said, "No my dear you see, if you refuse, we will tell your whole village who and what you really are." He paused a moment to let that sink in and continued, "We're not asking that much, really, and I really think you'd like it." He trailed his fingers over Goldilocks bare thigh, and she shivered. Goldilocks looked up at the six beautiful people around her, and thought. Her blue eyes trailed over each of their perfect bodies, high firm breasts, flat tummies, lean muscle, and three large bulges in the pants of each of the boys. Despite the amazing orgasms she had just had, despite the girth of the boy part she had taken, Goldilocks realized something. She wanted more. She wanted all those cocks in her, those beautiful pussies in her face, she wanted it all. Those large firm breasts bare so that she could touch and taste...Goldilocks was horny again. She locked eyes with the eldest brother, and she nodded sharply, and felt a grin of hungry pleasure come over her face. "What should I do first?" she asked. "Well, get out of those clothes, you won't be needing them! While you're doing that, we'll introduce ourselves," said the eldest sister. Goldilocks began to remove her crumpled sweaty blue dress, white knee high stockings, and cute little black shoes. The eldest sister stood, saying, "I'm Kara." She was a tall, slender redhead, hair trailing halfway down her back, with ample breasts well lifted by her bra and exposed by her provocatively low cut shirt. Kara's eyes were bright green, sparkling with mischief. Her face was open, with a lush mouth that promised delights wherever she should put her lips. Her breasts were a D cup, her waist tiny for her size, her ass firm, her legs long with lean muscle. Her tummy was flat, exposed by her shirt tied up just under her breasts, and she was wearing a short skirt that showed off her slender tanned legs, her feet covered by a pair of slipper shoes. The middle sister stepped forward, saying, "I'm Dawn." She had shoulder length brown hair, cut attractively to frame her face. Her eyes were brown, her features exotic, her lips full, and her smile alluring. Her breasts were a C cup, firm and high, displayed in similar manner to her sister, her body was firm and taut, her smile giving something of a question to the seeming innocence of her appearance. Her ass was a little rounder than her elder sister's but it somehow seemed to invite a spanking. The third and youngest sister elbowed her way to the front, saying, "Hi! I'm Ellie!" She was shorter than her sisters, obviously a little younger, blond hair cut in a curly mop that seemed to defy any attempt to put it in place. Her eyes were blue, her features young, innocent and open, her lips thin, but her smile infectious. Her breasts were a B, her body lean and athletic, animated by a lively energy. The three brothers stepped forward together. The eldest said, "Hi, I'm Henry. We're triplets." "We're pretty much the same from head to toe. I'm Brad," continued the middle brother. "And we can't wait to give you a good time. I'm James," finished the youngest. Henry said, "I think I'll have you first. The others can join in as they please." Heads nodded in agreement, and James and Dawn and Ellie and Kara and Brad began to strip each other, revealing bodies as beautiful as promised by the shapes beneath the clothing. Skin was smooth and tight, flesh firm and muscular. The boys were all three hard, and both nearly equal to the largest boy-part that Goldilocks had been using in length, and easily equal in girth. The girls' breasts were beautiful and firm, their pussies shaved and already visibly wet, and Goldilocks watched in awe and lust as Dawn took James' beautiful hard cock in her mouth and began to lick suck and stroke, and as Ellie did the same to Brad, while Brad fondled Kara and played with her pussy. Henry moved over to Goldilocks and ran his fingers up her arm, smiling at her. He pulled her close so she was sitting on his lap, feeling his hardness poke through his pants, and he kissed her and began to massage her breasts. His lips were firm and his hands on her breasts made Goldilocks spread her legs with unconscious desire to have him give her more pleasure. Gently, Henry guided her onto the floor, so that she was on her knees facing his lap. He indicated that he wanted her to unzip his pants and reach inside, so she did, and she felt her nipples go hard and her pussy moisten at the feel of his huge member in her hand. Carefully, she drew it out, and Henry pushed her head towards it. Goldilocks wasn't sure exactly what she was supposed to do, so she watched Dawn out of the corner of her eye, and tried to imitate her motions on Henry's cock. Henry threw back his head and moaned as she began to lick, suck and stroke, swirling her tongue around the head, licking the big vein underneath, and taking his length as far down her throat as she could manage. She loved the taste of his cock, the salty sweet taste and the warmth of it. She wanted more and more, and soon Henry, panting stopped her. He then guided her around to the foot of the bed and bent her over it. Goldilocks didn't know what was coming next, but moaned as she was filled from behind by Henry, his huge dick thrusting deep inside her pussy. He began to slowly side in and out of her, and then build speed, his balls slapping Goldilocks's ass. She clutched at the bed, as the amazing feeling of his cock moving like a piston and out of her began to build and build. Goldilocks eyes were closed, but they were surprised open when she felt her face shoved in something warm and wet. It was Kara's pussy, and Goldilocks began to happily lick it as Henry leaned forward to grab her breasts and rub her clit with his thumb. Goldilocks moaned and ran her tongue up and down Kara's slit, quickly finding the button that made Kara go crazy. She swirled her tongue around, and slid her fingers inside Kara, making her moan and buck her hips. Kara grabbed Goldilocks' head and shoved it deeper into her pussy. The taste and smell of pussy was equally exciting to Goldilocks as Henry's boy-part had been. She loved making Kara writhe and shake, every little noise or movement made her want to lick harder and faster. Henry's hand's on Goldilocks' breasts were replaced with a pair of warm wet lips and Goldilocks gasped into Kara's pussy. Goldilocks head popped up for a second, and she noticed that Brad had shoved himself in Kara's mouth. She was sucking him eagerly and saliva was spooling down her chest and down Brad too. She smiled and then dove back into Kara's dripping pussy. Goldilocks With all the sensations she was experiencing, it wasn't long before Goldilocks felt the biggest pleasure ever building within her. Her legs were shaking her fingertips digging hard into Kara's thighs, and Henry was moaning as he worked Goldilocks's pussy like a machine. Goldilocks began to lose track of what she was doing in Kara's pussy with the incredible pleasure building within her. She just kept licking as hard and quick as she could. Moments later, Goldilocks was rocked by the pleasure that exploded in her, the world vanishing leaving her with the pulses of pleasure and the beat of her heart. A thrust or two later, Henry pulled out of Goldilocks and spun her around, shoving her to her knees so that he could spurt his cum all over her face and tits. When he was done, Goldilocks looked up at him, her face dripping cum down onto her tits. "Lick it up Goldilocks, like the good little girl you are," said Henry. Goldilocks complied, scooping the cum off her tits with her fingers and licking it up until she was clean. Henry smiled down at her, then helped her to her feet and kissed her. Brad walked up and said, "Hey bro don't hog her!" Henry took a step back and brad stepped up to Goldilocks, looking her up and down. Goldilocks stood there, again unsure of what she should do, and Brad stepped close, grabbing her nipples and pinching them, causing Goldilocks to yelp and moan at once at the oddly erotic combination of pain and pleasure. He guided her over to the bed, and laid her down on it saying, "I want to take you too, but in a bit rougher of a place!" Then he lifted Goldilocks legs high with one hand and and used the other to touch her butt hole. Goldilocks didn't know what to think, was he going to put himself there? He would never fit! Brad grabbed a bottle from the nightstand and poured something wet onto her ass, getting her hole slick, and then he slid a finger in. Goldilocks yelped, and her muscles clenched, but after a minute she adjusted to the feel of something inside her there. Brad turned his head and said, "Hey Ellie, gimme a hand loosening her up, lick her while I work her ass." Ellie bounded up and laid down on top of Goldilocks, nestling her head into Goldilocks pussy, and spreading her legs so Goldilocks could return the pleasure to Ellie. The two women began to lick each others pussies, Goldilocks noticing a subtly different taste in Ellie, loving it just as much as her first pussy. She went to work with a vengeance, the scent and taste making her want to lick harder and faster, sliding a finger in Ellie, then two and three when her pussy seemed to open to receive her. Ellie was licking Goldilocks pussy like a machine, practiced swirls of her long tongue up and down the lips and onto the clit while Brad worked a finger in and out of Goldilocks ass. He then slipped in another, Goldilocks almost not noticing in the haze of her pleasure. Her legs began to shake as the pleasure built and the world dropped out of her notice as she once again neared orgasm. Something warm and hard and soft pressed against Goldilocks's asshole, and slowly pushed it's way inside her. She tensed, and Brad stroked her back while she got accustomed to the feel of his dick in her ass, and once she relaxed, Brad very slowly worked himself further inside. With care, and a lot of lube, Brad was soon working himself in Goldilocks's ass, and she was starting to enjoy the different, but good, sensation. James and Henry came over to stand next to Goldilocks, wanting in on the action. With that peculiar sort of close sibling wordless communication, the three brothers pick up Goldilocks's, shifting things around a bit, so the four of them are laying on the bed, all three men penetrating Goldilocks at once, plunging deep into her ass, pussy and mouth. The three sisters, bereft of their three favorite boy toys immediately went to work on each other, laying in a pussy eating triangle and chowing down. After a while, James came all over Goldilocks, and went to relieve one side of the triangle with his mouth and cock, while Dawn moved over to sit on Goldilocks's face. Her tireless tongue soon had Dawn dripping and writhing, while she reached down and pinched Goldilocks's nipples. Not long after, Brad and Henry came all over Goldilocks, leaving her sticky, her holes stretched, skin reddened by bite and scratch marks, and in a daze of pleasure. No one felt like moving her or cleaning up so all of them found comfortable places and curled up to sleep away the night after their exertions, well satisfied with their new toy. Goldilocks We piled into the taxi still clutching half consumed drinks and laughing. I'd ended up on a boys university reunion somehow and had done my best to keep up with their drinking and antics. I was wasted and couldn't handle a club so we decided to continue the party at mine. Although I'd been really close friends with one for years, the other three I had only just met. So, when my friend gave up around 6am to go home and sleep I was left with his pals. One of them slipped upstairs, I assumed to use the bathroom. After nearly an hour I realised he hadn't returned so I skipped up the stairs to investigate. The door to the bathroom was open. He definately wasn't there. Going into my bedroom I discovered him in his boxers spreadeagled on my bed. Fast asleep. Giggling, I snapped a quick photo and ran back downstairs to show his mates.... Now also fast asleep on the sofa. I was very tired myself, I debated what to do. I wanted to sleep in my bed. Alone. So I decided to try move him. I wasn't sharing with a stranger. I shook him gently at first. Grabbed him by his stubbly chin and shook his head from side to side. Nothing. There was zero chance he was waking. I climbed into my bed I tried rolling him over. He wouldn't budge. I sat astride him shaking him more and playfully slapped his face. With my arms crossed in defeat, I decided, fine, I'm just going to curl up in a corner. Now apparently he wasn't sleeping as deeply as I thought. As I slid off him, head just about to hit the pillow I felt his hand creep across my waist and his body move in to spoon me closely. It had been a while so I thought I'd let him. Why not? The attention was nice, cuddles were almost the only thing I missed being single. I giggled and hit him, "Pretending to sleep? Very smart, you can stay, don't try it though. Not interested, Ok?" He remained silent though his grip round my waist tightened as I wriggled to try get comfy. His other hand went to grab and strongly grope, caress and feel my thighs. Feeling up, then moving round to squeeze and explore my taut bum cheeks. I couldn't help but let out a deep sigh of pleasure as his strong hands moved to the waistband of my trousers. I elbowed him, "I said no..." but maybe not convincingly enough as his other arm further pinned me down. Held firm around the waist with one arm, his other snaked around my head and throat muffling any further pleas for him to stop. Twisting his hand into my hair he pulled my head round to face him and ploughed his tongue deep into my mouth. One part of me was incredulous that this man could come into my home and more or less think he could take what he wanted. The other was incredulous that I was responding to his vile behaviour. Helplessly pinned into this, kiss, I almost gave up struggling. Until he let go of my waist and in a swift, almost brutal moment he'd ripped my pants out of his way and his fingers almost instinctively groped and felt at my now swollen and moist clitoris. I gasped. This wasn't supposed to happen, I squealed a bit as I realised he still had a hold of my long curly hair as I tried to pull away and cover myself up. Holding my head still, he finally looked at me, shifting his body weight over me to restrict my movements. Our eyes locked, staring each other out, me trying to work out what was happening. There was a primal animal glint in his eyes now. He knew that a deep seeded lust had awoken in me. The pleasure taking away the pain and humiliation of the situation. I felt like all the fight just drained away from me. I was paralysed, like a rabbit in headlights. It took me a while to realise deep sighs of passion escaping from the depths of my body. He smirked as with no warning somehow he had shoved his finger, knuckle deep into my pussy. My back arched in confused pleasure as he now tried to push my head to his big, hard cock, now proudly standing up from his torso. Sensing the fight in me had all but gone he pulled me almost upright by my neck as he began to finger fuck me relentlessly massaging my clit with his palms every time he was as deep as he could go. My body started shaking as the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had began to take control, ripping through every inch of my body. Panting and seeing nothing but lights and shapes he flung me over and thrust his cock into my wet exhausted pussy. Effortlessly in one clean and fast move he'd filled me up with force, till I could feel his balls laying atop my still engorged clit. Shoving my head down into my pillows and readjusting my hips so my ass was higher with the other he then proceeded to tease me. Pulling his cock out almost all the way before pounding it back in as deep as it would go. Whilst I wanted to resist, the words that escaped my mouth betrayed me as I started begging for more. Building up speed he somehow hooked his arm round my leg turning me onto my back with his cock still buried deep in me. I found myself moving automatically to try and reciprocate. With that same smirk his hand went to my neck and squeezed so tight I couldn't even squeak in protest. With a few more thrusts he pulled out his now almost purple cock and began to masturbate quickly, his grip on my throat completely relented as he shot hot thick cum all over my breasts and tummy. Finally spent, we collapsed into the sheets in a sweaty tangled mess of limbs, I felt a small smile cross my lips as his arm wrapped back round my waist as we fell quickly asleep together... Goldilocks and The Bears Massage It all started when a coworker gave Joe a shady free coupon to a spa in downtown Nashville. "It's good for a free massage for two from this chick I know," the friend had told him. Now, Joe was a simple country man, married young and never been to a spa of any sort. But he decided grabbing a buddy and heading to the city for a day couldn't hurt. He phoned up his best friend, Eric, and the two had a good laugh before deciding they'd make use of the offer. On the morning of the appointment, Eric pulled up to Joe's place in his beat-up Ford truck. He stepped out briefly to say hello to Joe's family before hopping back in the truck and heading out for Nashville. Joe noticed he and his buddy matched. Leisure clothes for the day, both men had cutoff shirts revealing beefy arms, tattoo's on the upper part of Eric's, and hairy shoulders. Their beer bellies were peaking out of the sides of their shirts and both men wore loose fitting basketball shorts that draped over their thick, furry legs. Joe chuckled and scratched his beard. They sure didn't look like they were on their way to a spa. More like heading out to a redneck deer hunt. When they arrived, they pulled down their caps and headed into the building. It was small, clean. An empty waiting room aside from the two of them, decorated with green walls and a bonsai tree on the counter. Almost immediately, a younger woman walked out from behind the door. She had thick blonde, wavy hair and a tight white t-shirt. She introduced herself, "Hey! You must be Joe and Eric, right?" The men nodded and handed her the coupon. "Thanks! As you can see, I've not been very busy today, so I'm really glad you guys showed up. Let me just go back and get everything ready for you!" She excused herself and headed into the back room. The men were quick to comment on the thin, but curvy masseuse. "She's fine as hell!" Eric remarked, half-jokingly thanking Joe for dragging him along. Joe couldn't help but agree. Finally, the woman returned, having tied back her hair into a loose ponytail. Her lips were thick and her eyes were large. She was damn cute, Joe thought. Her black pants were hugging her hips tightly, and both men let their eyes wander. "You guys can come on back. My name's Jess, by the way!" They followed the woman back into the room. They noticed there were two massage tables setting side by side. Joe wondered if she planned to give them both a massage at the same time. That didn't make a whole lot of sense. "Alright guys, here are two towels. If you could just undress and cover yourselves up and facedown on the tables, I'll go get the oil and be right back!" "At the same time?" Eric seemed as confused as Joe. "Yeah, that's what the coupon's for. I'll be right back with the oil." The men shrugged it off as Jess headed out into the lobby again, shutting the door behind her. The men briefly looked at eachother, a little confused, but started undressing nonetheless. After shedding their boxers, they stood nude together, covering themselves loosely with the towels. The men had never seen eachother so bare, and both were a bit shy with their tall, masculine, hairy bodies. They were a bit embarrassed that their masseuse was so beautiful. They were sure she would prefer models as clients, not two Larry The Cable Guys. They hopped on the table nonetheless, refusing to show their insecurities to one another. "I'm glad we're facedown," Joe teased, "because as soon as she touches me, I'm getting a boner." Eric laughed and inhaled. The room smelled fresh. Almost like rain. He scratched his furry mug and looked over at his buddy. They anticipated Jess's return. She eventually came through the door once again, a bottle of oil in her hand. She gave them brief instructions, turned on some soft jazz on the radio and wasted no time getting to work. She started with Eric, who was closer to the door. Joe watched as she squirted the heated oil onto his fury back and worked her soft hands. She pressed in his meaty shoulders and slid her hands down the curve of his back, inching close to the hump of an ass that rested beneath the towel. She made chitchat with the men, speaking in an almost monotone, breathy voice as she prodded Eric with her delicate fingers. She had a dainty laugh, which she revealed after teasing the men for their thick southern drawls. Eric lay motionless as he felt her hands moving from his sides to his lower back, up to his shoulders, sliding through the slick oil. Occasionally her nails would drag against his skin. Soon, it was Joe's turn as she took a break from Eric, walked over and following, motion for motion, the same routine that Eric got. It wasn't until Joe jumped a bit when Jess squeezed below his neck that everything change. "You're particularly tense here, Joe." Jess remarked, softly squeezing his right trap muscle. "Do you mind if I get some leverage and focus on this for a sec?" "Sure thing, miss." Joe answered. Joe's heart skipped a beat as Jess threw her leg over his body and strattled him on the table. Eric looked over, immensely amused and a little intrigued as she arched her ass into the area and pressed her face close to the back of Joe's head. Her breasts were pressed together and squeezed against Joe's back as she surfed his muscles with her palms. Eric felt his dick hardening at the sight of her body against Joe's. She was a beautiful woman. Joe looked over, smirking, and winked at his friend. Eric covered his face to hide a chuckle. Jess eventually slid herself off of Joe and returned to Eric. "Could you turn over now? I'll work your chest and abdomen." Eric was a bit embarrassed, paranoid that his dick would rise again when Jess touched her, but he obeyed. He pulled up the towel and flipped himself over, covering his hairy crotch. Jess slid her hands along his chest, smiling as she spread the oil through his hairy body. Joe watched, anxiously wishing she would return and rest on his back again. Eric lay on his back, staring down at his own belly, trying to think calm thoughts to take his mind away from the oil-covered chest of the woman gradually slipping her hands down his body. As she moved from his lovehandles to his lower abdomen, just under his belly, he couldn't stand it any longer. He felt his dick poking against the towel, hardening, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be relaxed. His heart was pounding. Meanwhile, Joe watched and noticed the hump appearing under his friend's towel. He couldn't believe what was happening. Secondhand embarrassment washed over him. He'd certainly seen more of Eric than he expected to, but it was almost worth it to be touched by Jess. She moved to Joe once again, asking him to flip over. He did so. "While I'm working on Joe, feel free to take care of your hardon." Jess laughed and the men immediately shot looks of mutual discomfort and awkwardness to one another before laughing themselves. "Sorry, ma'am. Pretty humiliating." He guffawed to mask his discomfort, reaching down and bunching up the towel over his cock, exposing his thick thighs and the sides of his crotch. "It's alright. I'm sure Joe will feel it too. Perfectly natural." She smiled and patted Joe's chest. He immediately felt his cock rise at the insinuation. "See?" She teased again. Both men were looking at one another, confused and intrigued by the strange atmosphere. Jess slid her hands down Joe's body and grabbed the edge of the towel. "What do you say we drop this over here?" Joe looked up at her and over at Eric, who was still clutching his crotch with his towel, wide eyed. "Sure thing." She pulled the towel off and exposed his dick. Eric watched as she poured the oil on his thick cock and ran her hands along it, rubbing it gently. Joe threw his head back in ecstasy. Eric was aching to stroke himself, but he looked away, listening only to the squishing as Jess tugged Joe's cock. She eventually stopped and walked over to Eric, pulling off her shirt and pants, exposing lacy black lingerie. "I didn't forget about you." She smiled and rested her hand against his. He made eye contact with Joe, who was slowly playing with his dick, and let go of the towel. He felt Jess slide her hands over his dick, wet with the oil from Joe's cock. For a while she stroked Eric, running her hands along his hairy body, occasionally jiggling his balls, before stopping and standing up in the middle of the room. "Come on guys. Come here." She said, pulling off her bra and revealing her soft, perky tits. Joe and Eric exchanged glances again before walking to the center of the room, face to face, where Jess dropped to her knees and started sucking Joe. Eric watched as she gripped his dick, Joe's in her mouth. She switched between the two, always rubbing the one that wasn't slapping against her tongue. She gradually pulled the men closer. Joe watched as she licked up Eric's shaft and took his head in her mouth. He grazed his sight up Eric's body before looking into his eyes. They had no idea what reaction to have. Every now and then, one of them would let out a whimper as they felt Jess's lips warm their cocks. Finally she pulled them close hard, and they grabbed one's bodies for leverage. She pressed their cocks together and stretched her red lips over both of them. She licked both and slid them together. Joe closed his eyes for a moment as he felt his cock slide against his buddies, but opened them to admire Jess slurping the precum drizzling from the two cocks. Finally, Eric took the initiative, reaching down and gently pulling Jess's face away, pulling her to her feet. "What do you say we return the favor, Joe?" He looked over and smirked. Jess ran her hands up both of their bodies and pulled them close by their thick chest hair. Eric lifted her off the ground and carried her to a massage table where he laid her down softly. He pulled off her lacy underwear and pulled her legs apart, exposed a beautiful shaved pussy. Joe watched from afar for a moment, moving his vision to Jess's hands clutching her tits down to Eric's hairy, meaty ass. He watched as Eric kissed her neck, moved down and began nibbling her nipples. Eric motioned for Joe. He followed, tugging his own cock, and dropped to his knees, taking in the close up view of Jess's tight vagina. Eric dropped down to his knees next to Joe and scooted close. "You ready to show her a good time?" He looked over to Joe and then back up to Jess, who moaned. "Yeah, buddy, I think I am." Joe dove in, pulling her right leg to the side and running his tongue along Jess's labia and gently rubbing her inner thigh with his fingertips. Jess whimpered. Eric quickly stuck out his tongue and pressed it against the other side of her body, tasting her, rubbing the skin below her pussy softly. Both men tasted opposing sides of her, gradually making eye contact with one another, before moving closer to Jess's clit. Joe met Eric's gaze, both a bit nervous, before they slid their tongues together against Jess's pussy. She threw her head back and pinched her nipples. They drenched her pussy in saliva, tasting it, taking in ever flavor of her body as well as tasting eachother's tongues. Finally, they stood and Eric ran his cock against Jess's pussy. She pulled him close and ran her hands along his thick ass. Joe pressed his thighs against Eric's and the men rubbed their cocks together against Jess's pussy. They took turns entering her, slowly, teasing themselves with the velvet walls of her pussy, and Jess screamed in pleasure. They took longer each time, pounding inside of her, watching as the other pulsated within. Finally, they tipped both cocks inside at once, grabbing eachother to stuff in as Jess moaned for more. As Joe pulled Jess to the side of the table, pushing his throbbing cock inside of her, he reached down and slid his tongue into her mouth. Meanwhile, Eric dropped down and wet the inside of Jess's thigh with his tongue, occasionally sliding it over her ass, watching as Joe's cock pounded her pussy up close in Eric's face. Every now and then, Joe would pull out completely, and Eric would dive in, slurping Jess's pussy before sliding his face against Joe's cock as he entered her again. Joe took notice of Eric's tongue while he fucked Jess and occasionally pulled out to slap Eric in the face with his meat. Eventually, Eric grabbed Joe's cock and sucked off Jess's juices before letting it return to the depths of her pussy. He'd lost all willpower and couldn't believe his buddy's dick was in his mouth. Jess pulled away from the men and dropped down into the floor, wrapping herself around Eric and pushing him down on his back. She reached up and grabbed Joe's cock, pulling him down as well, before pulling her sleeve down over Eric's cock and riding him. As she fucked him, she slid her tongue over Joe's rod, tasting herself. Finally, she pulled herself off of Eric and slid up, pressing her pussy against his face. Joe laid down on his side, letting her pull his cock into her mouth once again while Eric ate her. Joe looked up as he watched Eric plunge his tongue against Jess's clitoris and felt his own cock in her mouth. Before him, he saw the meaty furball of Eric's cock and balls. He scooted forward and the group formed a triangle as he ran his tongue up Eric's asshole and tasted his balls. He grabbed the thick meat and sucked on it. They lay like this for a while, tasting one another, before Jess finally pulled Joe's cock out of her mouth. She squealed and grabbed Eric's hair, pulling his face tight against her pussy as she embraced orgasm. She squirted and drenched Eric's beard. She crawled away and the men pulled themselves close together as she sucked their cocks again. As she worked them, they met and kissed. They could taste sex in eachother's mouths, and rubbed one another as Jess sucked them. Joe licked Jess's juices clean from Eric's beard. They pulled her up between them and entered her- Eric in her ass, Joe in her pussy. They humped together, rocking Jess in ecstasy as they fucked her. Finally, Eric pulled out and came on Jess's ass, letting it run down her leg. Before long, Joe came as well, pulling out and drenching her belly in his cum. They lay like that for a while, in the floor, covered in one another. Jess excused herself to clean up and the men stood silent, almost in disbelief at what had just occurred. After bidding Jess farewell, they hopped in Eric's truck and headed home, new men, with whole new ideas in their head.