1. Neighbourhood Training Scheme


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: dogsnstuff, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    ‘yes, yes, yes’ as the older man began to pile drive his cock into my barely used vagina. One huge thrust was followed by another as sweat poured from him and his cum spurted deep into me. Collapsing on me I felt his shrinking prick slither from me and jerk onto my thigh. “You fuck like a little pro, Chris,” his tongue invaded my mouth, wrestling with my own before he began to suck my tongue and flick around my lips. “Your little pussy is so tight.” “You are only my third cock,” I paused, “if you don’t count the three dog cocks.” That information was more effective than Viagra and within ten minutes of sucking and finger fucking I was on my hands and knees with my friend’s father pounding in and out of my accommodation pussy. He clawed at my breasts as he sawed his penis in and out of me, asking if that was how the dogs had given it to me. A fat thumb in my arse forced me to buck into a powerful orgasm and he asked if I would like his big cock in there. I would not, not yet. I told him I had only been fucked in my arse once and that was enough to set off the pile driving, breath taking, grunting and gasping cum spurting routine. He collapsed to one side, leaning against his desk. I got up and straddled his face, lowering my pussy on to his lips and telling him to clean me up. He was reluctant at first until I told him that he needed to clean me so the other women would not smell him in me. His tongue lashed out and he began to suck out the generous cream pie he had ...
    deposited. I rode his face, begging him to put his tongue in me deeper, to eat me faster as my juices coated his face. I arched my back and pressed his face into me as I came loudly then with shaky legs walked out of the room and to bed. The next morning Mr Hudson drove me home, to a house that was, once again, empty. I asked him to help me with my bag even though it was my small satchel school bag. He followed me dutifully and found himself in my room. If the blinds were raised one of the sides of my room looked out straight into the studio room of the neighbours. They were rarely opened but as Mr Hudson dropped my bag on the floor I opened them, hoping for an audience. I thanked Mr Hudson for the ride home and unzipped his trousers. Kneeling in front of him I took his cock into my mouth and gave him a spectacularly successful blowjob. He spurted his cum over my face shortly after I had pulled him from his pants and with an embarrassed look at my semen coated cheeks he told me we could not do this again and fled. I stood up and looked out the window to see Steve and Sean smiling and applauding my performance. They took their cocks out of their shorts, both were hard, and beckoned me to come over, to give them what would become known as ‘the Mr Hudson’ treatment. Chapter 3 “I’m a little slut,” my head bobbed up and down one cock before I turned my head and sucked down another, my hands sliding back and forward over the shafts. “I can’t get enough cock.” Steve pulled his penis from my ...
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