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Au Pair (Part 3)
Date: 6/16/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Gallo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
unsatisfied but I was like on the edge the whole time they were fucking each other. I did get myself of numerous times and quite strong as well, but I missed that extra something.” “When I got home that night my housemate got the full brunt of the hungry unsatisfied me. She never expected it,” she laughed, “waking up with me eating her wet pussy as if there was no tomorrow.” Gretchen was silent for a few moments and I decided to take the pause in our conversation as an opportunity to recharge our glasses. With a fresh Jack o’ the Rocks in each hand, I slipped back into the pool, Gretchen accepting hers when I settled beside her in the water. Taking a tentative sip, testing the amber liquid with finesse, she looked up at me again. “I think two men are HOT,” she said, laying extra emphasis on “hot.” She perused me closely for my reaction, then asked, “What do you think of two guys indulging in each other?” I held her eyes and tried to maintain a poker face as I recalled, while at Top Gun, one night of unbridled wildness between me and my room mate, Brad. Sticking his almost nine inch cock down my throat and force feeding me what felt like gallons of hot cum right after having shafted me with his rock hard cock for more than an hour, making me first spray the bed sheets and then shortly after, while taking me deep-stick, spray my chest with copious volumes of cum. My breathing came laboured. I look down and I was hard, unbelievably hard, something not unnoticed by Gretchen who ... just gasped and looked up at me, now red as an over ripe tomato. “Ohhh, the thought almost made you cum in your pants,” she said softly, reaching down and engulfing my cock in her hand, stroking it through the nylon of my shorts. Her move had taken me by surprise, me not expecting her to spontaneously reach out and engulf my hardness in her hand. The surprise was almost as powerful as Kate’s grip had been on my cock that morning in bed. I struggled to keep my composure and I knew if she was going to keep her rubbing of my member, I was going to blast it all in my pants like a rogue sixteen year old. “If you don’t let go I am going to loose myself,” I said with a laboured breath. She kept stroking me, gauging my reaction by looking directly at me. “C’mon, let it go then. Nothing to be ashamed of, is there? You are one healthy specimen of the male population. Surely you need to get some relief, don’t you?” She kept stroking through my pants, my resistance levels crumbling in her small but firm fist holding onto me. Suddenly a sly glint washed over her eyes and she moved her left hand to the strings of my shorts. Holding still momentarily, she pulled the string of my shorts, then moved both her hands to my sides. Grabbing my shorts at my hips she pulled the elastic band down and away before she slipped her right hand inside to remove my cock. “Whoooaah! What do we have here?” she said surprised, looking down. Once again grabbing a firm hold of my cock, she resumed stroking and ...