1. A Pair of Bridal Sluts (Camp Slut Series- Chapter 10)


    Date: 5/13/2016, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Bi-sexual, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female exhibitionist, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Male / Older Female, Male/Female, Older Male / Female, Reluctance, Romance, Slavery, Wife, Author: Nightside, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    I could feel the warmth starting to build in my nether. I glanced over at my father-in-law and decided biting my lip was preferable to being gagged. I grunted as the first wave of pleasure hit me, starting the flood of my seed into the very willing cup of Dallas’ cunt. The heat of my cum was enough to set her off as well, and her back arched as she moaned, her pussy quivering around me. Arnold and the attendant moved to ease her down and off of me, setting her on a cushion nearby. Mack did not let me rest, immediately moving in to take our sibling’s place. She was taller than Dallas, and she simply stood in front of me, sliding my slimy cock between her legs and along her slit. She leaned forward, taking my mouth with hers, kissing me like a longtime lover. My body betrayed me again, and her motions soon had the head of my prick sliding up into her hole. She spread her legs a little, tilting her hips, moaning into my mouth, pressing her body against mine as she used me for her pleasure. One of her legs moved to the side, attempting to wrap around me, to pull me closer and deeper. I could feel her crest building before my own this time, but they hit us both at once. The wave sent us both screaming into each other’s mouths, my jizz shooting into her as her cum flowed and mixed with mine inside of her, leaking past my shaft and down our legs. She stood there panting for a minute or two, trying to come down gently before lifting herself off of me. She whispered close into my ...
    ear, “Thank-you, David. We’ve both wanted that for a long time.” The two of them leaned on each other like a couple of drunks as they staggered out into the courtyard. I caught sight of my mother, then. She stood, arms crossed under her breasts. The look she gave me told me she thought it was my fault, that I had led her pure and virginal girls to debauchery. I knew a long time ago just how impure my sisters were, even before today’s reveal. I sighed and shook my head before she walked away, pulling my dad along in her wake. I could see the disappointment written on his face that he would not get the chance to taste my bride. I looked over at her and could see she was enraptured. Her moaning was almost constant, fluctuating only by the rhythm of the cock pounding her pussy. I could also see spunk dripping down from her, gathering in the funnel. Arnold noticed where my attention was. “There is a reason why none of the bridesmaids could be pregnant. The other end of that tube is inserted into the pussies of the bridesmaids. Whatever doesn’t stay inside of the bride, goes to them.” He held up his phone, which was displaying what seemed to be a live feed of the three bridesmaids strapped to what looked like sawhorses. Tubes ran down from a four-way joint to a plug inserted into each of their pussies. I could hear all of them moaning from both the phone and from the curtain behind Gail’s chair. I laughed as he put the phone away. “New meaning for ‘Sloppy Seconds’, eh?” Arnold laughed ...
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