I heard faint noises downstairs, and I decided to investigate. I pulled on a
pair of cut-off jeans and grabbed the old pump shotgun that had served me so
well in Vietnam from under my bed and crept downstairs to check. My Ranger
training came into play, and I moved soundlessly, down the stairs and into the
living room. A pair of vague shadowy figures figures were searching through the
cabinet that housed my collection of antique silver. I announced my presence in
a sudden and intimidating manner. I merely pumped the action of the shotgun,
then moved to the right immediately, so if anyone shot, they would shoot where I
had been, not where I was now. That sound was a language that everyone
understood, including the two figures before me. They froze, and were still
motionless. "Mr. Young?" one of the figures quavered. "Please don't shoot!" I
recognized the voice as belonging to Sonya, the 18 year old daughter of my
nearest neighbour. I didn't know who the other person was or who else may be in
the house, so I kept the shotgun pointed in their direction and hit the light
switch with my free hand. Immediately a car cranked up in my driveway, and tires
squealing, raced out to the road and away. I looked at my midnight visitors. I
recognized Sonya and Karen, who was a close friend of Sonya's and a frequent
overnight visitor of hers. They were holding between them a laundry bag
containing most of my silver collection. I lowered the muzzle of the cut down
shotgun. "You sure know how to get yourselves killed," I stated. "Mind telling
me who was in the car? You don't want to take the rap all by yourselves."
"Please don't shoot! That was Mike, it was all his idea! He made us do it! He
said he would put us out and make us walk home if we didn't do it! Are you going
to call the sheriff?" Now I could understand why the girls tried to burglarize
my home. It was a fifteen mile walk home in pitch darkness on a moonless night
for the two frightened girls. It was just what a worthless shit like Mike would
pull. Knowing what I did about Sonya's boyfriend, I knew what he probably needed
the money for. He was nineteen, and the only job he had ever had was selling
drugs, and I don't mean at the pharmacy. He was a charmer though. Girls fell for
his good looks and his charm, and would do anything for him, and he of course
chose the best looking one of the bunch, Sonya. She never realized what a slime
ball he really was. The problem was that Sonya didn't have a father to threaten
to put a bullet in Mike's behind, and her mother was just as deceived as she
was. "You broke into my house and attempted to steal my belongings. Why
shouldn't I?", I said with false sternness. I wouldn't really turn them in, now
that I knew the situation. I would give the girls a good scare, then a ride
home. Maybe then Sonya would see through Mike's veneer. "Because we'll do
anything you want," Karen offered, speaking for the first time. "Anything at
all!" Karen stepped over and ran her hand up my leg, pausing to tweak the head
of my dick which was hanging out of the leg of my cut-offs. I hadn't bothered to
pull on any underwear. Karen was almost as good looking as Sonya. Both girls had
fabulous bodies, large firm tits, and smooth well-rounded asses. Karen had a
cute face, whereas Sonya was absolutely beautiful. "Yes, anything you want to
do!", Sonya agreed. The girls weren't wanton sluts, but scared out of their wits
and taking the only way out that they could think of. Of course they weren't
virgins. It hadn't occurred to me to take advantage of the girls like this, and
I would have declined Karen's offer if she hadn't fooled with my dick like that.
You see, I was developing an outrageous erection, and with my dick hanging down
the leg of some fairly tight shorts, the situation was rapidly becoming painful
and serious. I had to get those pants off fast! Also, I hadn't been laid in
quite a while. I decided to lay my cards on the line. "You kids know me. I never
had any intention of calling the sheriff. I was going to give you a scare to
teach you a lesson, then drive you home. Does that mean the offer is withdrawn?"
The girls looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief, big smiles on
their faces. Sonya winked at Karen. "Nope," Karen said, smiling, "It still
stands. Let's go upstairs." I escorted the girls to my bedroom, pressed the
magazine block on the shotgun, pumped out the shell that was still in the
chamber, then put it back in the magazine. I tossed it onto the dresser with a
loud thump. I turned around and both girls were stark naked. Sonya came over,
dropped to her knees, and planted a wet kiss on the head of my painfully
throbbing dick. My erection became harder still. I had to get out of those
cut-offs! Karen solved that problem. She unzipped and unbuttoned them and gently
worked them down around my rock-hard dick, allowing it to spring up to freedom.
"Let's get on the bed first," I suggested. "Then we have fun." "Lay down on your
back," Sonya insisted. "Have we got something for you!" I complied, and Sonya
leaned over and put my dick in her hot mouth. Her tongue swirled over the head,
ran up and down the shaft, and started over again. I looked over at Karen and
she was watching avidly. Not having anything better to do with my hands, I
reached between her legs and caressed her cunt. Karen gasped with surprise, then
spread her legs. Her cunt was already hot and wet, so I slid my middle finger in
all the way, then started finger fucking her and massaging her clit with my
thumb. Her clit hardened and grew. Karen had her eyes closed and was erotically
tweaking her erect nipples. She was slowly lowering her body, deepening the
penetration of my finger, and rocking her hips back and forth, intensifying the
stroking of her clit. Karen's hot pussy juices ran down my hand while Sonya's
mouth was still working on my throbbing dick. I began to draw my hand from
Karen's sopping wet cunt, but she grabbed it and held it tightly to her crotch.
I pulled my hand now, and she came with it. I grabbed her thigh and swung her
leg over me, so she was now sitting on my chest. I pulled my finger from her
hungry cunt, grabbed her ass, and pulled her snatch right up to my face. As soon
as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue, she went wild, humping my face,
filling my nostrils with the sweet aroma of her cunt juices. I thought I would
give her all the licking she could handle. I rammed my tongue into her fuckhole
with all my might, then gently nibbled on her clit. Apparently she had a low
threshold, as this was all she could stand. "Oh God, I'm coming!", she screamed,
ground her cunt into my face one more time, quivered, then collapsed sideways
onto the bed. One down, one to go. I looked at Sonya, still sucking my dick for
all she was worth. I was nearing the end of my endurance, and I still hadn't had
my dick in any hot cunt yet. I grabbed Sonya's shoulders and pulled her mouth
from my dick. I turned her around and held her up, her blonde pubic triangle
just inches over my waiting tool. "Give it to her! Now!", Karen whispered.
Sonya's cunt didn't look wet or ready to take anything in it yet, but my dick
was ready to take some pussy. Karen reached over and spread the lips to Sonya's
still dry pussy, and began tweaking her clit. Sonya gasped her surprise at her
most private place being touched by another chick. Within seconds though, her
clit and inner pussy lips began to swell, and her juices started flowing. I
slowly lowered Sonya to my rod, admiring her glistening pinkness. Karen guided
my throbbing rod into Sonya's wet love hole. "Please, be careful! Ah-h-h-h! Go
slow, I'm so tight!" I lowered Sonya very carefully, for her hot fuckhole was
indeed the tightest pussy I had ever felt. With that in mind, I fought the urge
to slam her down on my eager dick. As soon as she was down, I grabbed her ass
and began sliding her back and forth. Sonya bit her lip as a tear trickled down
from one eye. "Stop, Mr. Young! Its hurting her!", Karen commanded. Then to
Sonya, "You haven't done it much, have you?" "Just once, with Mike, and he isn't
this big. It hurt then, too!" Sonya sobbed. "I wanted so bad to do it with Mr.
Young because he's been so nice to me, and I was so scared when I saw how big he
was. Oh, it hurts!" "You'd better get up then," I reassured. "I don't want to do
anything to you that you don't want me to do." "I want to go on, really I do!
But don't you have anything I could use to make it easier?" "Yeah, any vaseline
or K.Y. jelly or something like that?", Karen asked. "I have some K.Y. jelly in
the bathroom," I answered. Karen jumped up and padded into the bathroom. I
watched her naked ass jiggle as she left. "You're gonna have to get up," I told
her. I gently lifted up on her ass. She bit her lip again and moaned as my dick
slowly withdrew from her tortured hole. With a pop from her pussy, a shriek
burst from her lips as my dick sprung from her nearly dry fuckhole. She knelt on
the bed next to me, softly crying, clutching herself where it hurt. I realized
that she had been wrong in pretending to be so eager. A more gentle approach was
needed. I reached over, pulled her to me, and passionately kissed her lips. She
jerked once in surprise, then melted into my arms, returning my kiss, forgetting
the pain in her twat. I ran my hand around to her firm tits and gently stroked
her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I pulled my mouth from hers and
kissed the point of each hard nipple. She moaned and gasped with each touch of
my lips, but from pleasure this time, not from pain. While I had her aroused, I
lightly traced circles on her tummy with my finger, each circle going lower and
lower, until I finally reached the blonde muff of her pubic hair. Slowly, I
reached down and cupped her pussy with my hand, being careful not to press too
hard or insert my finger. I would know when she was ready for penetration. She
responded with a jerk and a gasp. I pressed again, and she gasped again. I
kissed each firm nipple one last time, then started kissing down her tummy to
her love nest, which was now warming and starting to respond to my touch. I
spread her legs and gently ran the tip of my tongue the full length of her slit.
When I reached the vicinity of her clit, she reacted as though she had been
shocked. She arched her back, pressing her cunt against my face. Maybe she was
ready. I probed again with my tongue, harder this time, hard enough to separate
her cuntlips and tickle her clit. She went mad again, jerking and twitching in
response to the touch of my tongue, moaning and panting. Then I felt her clit
harden, her inner lips swell and spread, and her delicious juices start to flow.
Now she was definitely ready for more. I probed her fuckhole with my tongue,
licked all the way up to her clit, swirled it around, bit it gently, then probed
her hole again. When I started doing all this, she went even wilder. She spread
her legs, humped and reared against my face, and pulled my head tight against
her hot cooze. "Oh-h-h-h-h, fuck me," she moaned, "I can't stand it any more! I
don't care if it does hurt! Please, please fuck me!" I put her throbbing clit
between my lips and gave it one hard suck, drawing it completely into my mouth,
and pulled my head back sharply, causing her clit to pop back. She screamed,
thrust her hips at me, and grabbed her sweating breasts. When she had subsided,
her legs still spread, I mounted her in the traditional position. I started to
position my throbbing pole for a gentle entry, but Sonya released her tits and
spread her cuntlips with one hand and guided my tool to her sopping wet fuckhole
with the other. She was much wetter now than when Karen diddled her clit, wet
enough to fuck. "Please do it now!", Sonya pleaded. I began to cautiously insert
my dick, and found that due to her juices, entry was no problem. Sonya groaned
like a virgin as I slid into her hot wetness. When she had taken as much of my
ten inch tool as she could, I still wasn't all the way in. But she began pumping
her hips, causing the swollen head of my dick to ram against the back of her
pussy. She was as deliciously tight as before, but she must have been
stretching, for with just a few strokes, my balls were slapping against her ass,
and I was in to the hilt. My tenderness and foreplay had paid off. "Oh-h-h-h,
that's good!", she purred when I began pumping to meet her rhythm. She wrapped
her legs around my waist and was pumping as hard as I was. With each stroke, I
would completely withdraw from her hot, tight wetness, then shove my eager tool
back in to the hilt, never missing her voracious target, always sliding easily
in, jamming against the back of her pussy. Her pumping increased in tempo, and I
sped up to match. Each pump became harder and more frantic than the one before.
Sonya's breathing became harder and faster. She was about to come, and I wanted
to come with her. I raised her legs over my shoulders so that I had a better
angle at the depths of her tight hole, and started ramming as hard as I could.
"Don't stop! I think I'm gonna come! Oh-h-h, its so good! Come in me! Oh,
please, I want to feel your load in me!", Sonya screamed. She bucked and reared
and screamed incoherently, then went limp. I continued to pump. In just a few
seconds, she began to pump anew. For more times than I could count she orgasmed.
Once I felt my orgasm approaching, I gave her one last hard ram and drove my
weapon in as far as I could. I came at this point, spurting her sweet, tender
young cunt full of my hot sticky come, like an erupting volcano. She gasped,
trembled, and fell back to the bed. I pulled out my softening dick. Our sexual
energies were spent for the moment. I glanced down at the foot of the bed, and
saw Karen, whom I had forgotten about. She sat in the chair at the foot of the
bed, her legs spread, working a coke bottle in and out of her pussy. She had
found the K.Y. jelly, then found us screwing away. Feeling left out but excited
by the erotic sight of her best friend getting a good fucking, she slicked up
the coke bottle and began using it as a dildo. I saw that Sonya also was seeing
something she had never seen before, her best friend's cunt, gaping open, a coke
bottle almost disappearing inside it. "Look how far in she puts it! And see how
big it is to go in her like that. How does she do it?", Sonya asked, amazed.
"Why don't you get a closer look," I suggested. "Ask her." Sonya crawled down to
the foot of the bed and sat on the end, astounded, watching Karen masturbate.
Karen finally looked down, under heavy-lidded eyes and saw Sonya so close. "Why
don't you do this for me?", Karen asked. "How?", Sonya queried. "Just do what
I'm doing now," came Karen's reply. Sonya watched for a few seconds more, then
pushed Karen's hand aside and grasped the slippery end of the bottle. "In and
out and twist it a little bit. Oh, yes-s-s, oh, yes-s-s. Do it good, oh, that's
so good!", Karen purred. My dick was hardening again at the sight of one female
masturbating another. I had an idea. If Karen was as promiscuous as she seemed,
she might not object to what I had in mind. While Sonya continued to work the
bottle in Karen's stretched cunt, I helped Karen out of the chair and down to
the floor, her heaving tits on the floor, her ass up in the air. She stayed in
that position, crooning wordlessly, cunt juice dribbling down her thighs, Sonya
still masturbating her. I picked up the tube of K.Y. jelly that Karen had used,
and liberally covered my erect rod with it. Then I stood behind Karen,
straddling Sonya. "What are you going to do?", Sonya asked. "Watch and see!", I
responded. With that I grasped Karen's hips and aimed my dick at the delicate
rosette of Karen's ass. Using my dick like a weapon, I suddenly shoved my tool
in as far as I could. Karen let out a scream, tearing out fistfuls of carpet.
"Oh God, fuck my ass! That hurts so good! Fuck me harder, give me all you've
got! Make it hurt! Give me more of that bottle!" "I'm assfucking Karen!", I
informed Sonya, who was now completely mind blown. I needed no invitation, and
neither did Sonya. Both of us gave Karen all we could, Sonya with the bottle in
Karen's cunt, me with my dick far up Karen's clenching ass. Karen rocked back to
take us both in, then forward, then back for more. I couldn't see how Karen
could take my dick, as long and thick as it was, all the way up her ass, but she
was doing it and getting her rocks off, to boot. "Take that bottle out of
Karen's pussy, and stick all your fingers in!", I panted to Sonya. "Are you
kidding me?", Sonya asked in disbelief. "No, cover your whole hand with K.Y.,
bunch your fingers together, then push 'em in!" My dick felt the bottle
withdraw, and moments later, the pressure of Sonya's fingertips. "Now push
harder!", I commanded, giving Karen's nether hole another stroke. I felt
increased pressure on my dick and heard Sonya wail, "My whole hand went in!"
"Good! That's called fistfucking! Do her just like the bottle did!", I gasped.
"Cram my cunt full. I love it!", was Karen's response to the new violation. She
trembled, then shoved her ass and cunt, doubly impaled, back at us for more. We
continued like this for another minute or so. "Harder! Oh God don't stop now,
I'm coming! Fuck me! Come in my ass! Squirt me full! Fistfuck me!" Karen arched
her back, then screamed as I pushed my dick to the absolute limit, pumping her
reamed ass full of another load of my hot lava. Then she collapsed to the floor,
exhausted. I pulled my dick out of her ass, as Sonya pulled her hand out of
Karen's stretched cunt with a squelching sound. Karen lay on her belly, her ass
stretched open obscenely, my cream oozing out, dripping down to her spread,
gaping fuckhole. "That's incredible! I didn't know Karen did that kind of stuff!
It had to hurt! I know it would kill me!", Sonya exclaimed. "No it won't," Karen
contradicted, "You've just got to relax your cunt and ass muscles and want to do
it. If you do, you can take anything in either hole." "I don't think I could. I
haven't done it too many times. I'd be too tight and too scared," Sonya
countered. "I could fistfuck you by morning with no problems on your part. I
would make you want it," was Karen's rejoinder. "No way on Earth," Sonya flatly
denied." "I'll prove it. Lay on your back." Sonya complied with Karen's
instructions, looking apprehensivly at Karen. Karen began talking to Sonya in a
steady monotone, telling her how good it would feel to have her pussy stretched,
how she would get Sonya's fuckhole all wet and juicy, how she would stick her
whole hand in Sonya's tight pussy and stretch it to fit, and how Sonya would
love it and want to do it again. Karen placed her hands on Sonya's thighs and
began to massage them as she spoke. Sonya watched Karen and listened to her
talk, and her apprehension began to fade away. I realized that Karen had Sonya
hypnotized, rapt. Karen slowly spread Sonya's unresisting legs wide apart,
talking all the while. She reached down and began stroking Sonya's furry twat,
still talking. As Sonya began to pant and get aroused, her inner pussy lips
began to swell and enlarge, protruding between her outer cuntlips, glistening.
Karen, still persuading Sonya of her desire, grasped Sonya's delicate pink
fleshy inner lips and began massaging them between thumb and forefinger,
stretching them out and allowing them to return to their normal size. Juices
began to ooze from Sonya's now exposed hole. Karen prodded Sonya's clit with one
finger, causing it to become firm and enlarged. Karen released Sonya's inner
cuntlips and grasped her clit. She pulled on Sonya's sensitive bud, then slowly
allowed it to return. Sonya was writhing all over the bed, but Karen never
stopped her erotic teasing of Sonya's tortured snatch or her monologue. Karen
reached for the K.Y. jelly and put a dab on her fingers. She spread Sonya's
cuntlips with one hand and inserted two lubricated fingers of her other hand a
fraction of an inch into Sonya's waiting hole. She spread her fingers, opening
Sonya's relaxed cunthole. She took the tube of K.Y. jelly and placed the orifice
right at Sonya's open gash. With steady squeezing, she squirted the entire
contents into Sonya's pink hole, filling it with the clear lubricant. Karen
bunched her fingers together and placed all five fingers just inside Sonya's
cunthole. "You're all lubed up and ready to go now. Are you ready for it,
Honey?", Karen purred. "I'll give to you when you're ready." "I'm ready, do me!"
Sonya replied distantly. Karen started diddling Sonya's erect clit, then pushed
her fingers into Sonya's slippery hole, twisting her hand as she did so. Sonya
gasped and drew her knees up, making her cunt open wider, easier for Karen to
ream. "More, more, go deeper!", Sonya gasped frantically. Sonya reached between
her legs and grabbed Karen's wrist, pushing Karen's hand further into her own
hot cunt. In just moments, Karen's hand had completely disappeared into Sonya's
hole. Sonya's cuntlips were wrapped around Karen's wrist. Karen grabbed a mirror
and held it up where Sonya could see her own private parts, stretched, violated,
impaled upon Karen's hand. "See, Honey, I told you you could do it!" Sonya took
the mirror and stared dumbfoundedly at it. Karen partially withdrew her hand,
then pushed it back in. "Now comes the fun part!", Karen pronounced. "Feel it
when I move my fingers around!" With that, Karen began wiggling her fingers and
moving her hand around inside Sonya's slippery wet fuckhole. Sonya went crazy,
thrashing around on the bed, alternately screaming for Karen to stop, it was too
much, or to go deeper. Finally, Sonya screamed one last time, pulled Karen's
hand one last time, then went limp. I spent the rest of the night alternately
fucking Sonya and Karen, shooting great loads of hot jism into both girls. I
never knew I had such stamina. The next weekend, they came back to visit again,
and finally, with great preparation, got to fuck Sonya's beautiful ass. We fuck
and make love on a regular basis now, and are a happy threesome.
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