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“A kid at school, Sean. He had the hottest girlfriend, Emily Beavan, a cute little blonde with pouty lips. He’d throw parties when the house was free, inviting a load of his stoner mates. Emily used to hang out with them, get drunk on fizzy wine and play cards. One night I needed the bathroom. My mate Steve was flat out asleep but the party was still going strong in the living room. The door was open, and sweet little pissed-up Emily was on her back, legs spread wide with Sean’s grubby fingers inside her. The rest of the crowd was a horny mess, grabbing at her tits and revelling in her tight little predicament.”

“You watched them?”

“Wide-eyed and hard-cocked. I’d never seen anything like it. Never seen a real life pussy before. It was the look in her eyes, glazed and drunk, but dirty with it. She was loving it.” He sighed and twisted his hand some more, stretching me tight, fingers stroking the walls of my pussy. “She saw me watching, and she smiled. A really filthy grin. She took a cock in her mouth as they cheered, and let them take turns to finger her snatch, and all the while she knew I was watching. I guess it turned her on as much as me. She always was an attention seeker, I imagine she loved the whole lot of it.” I hissed a little as he worked his knuckles past the opening. “Good girl, almost there…”

I gasped as his knuckles turned back and forth. “Did you join in? With Emily?”

“Fuck no. I jacked myself off under the covers that night and every night after for about three years. Then I discovered porn.”

I screwed my eyes shut under my blindfold, pushing myself harder against his hand. He was steady, so steady, grazing my clit with his thumb until I moaned for him. His knuckles were so tight. “Oh God, Jason... push it in... please... just push it in.”

I yelped as his knuckles broke through and his fist plunged all the way. I was so full. Stretched to bursting as he fucked me slowly. He twisted his wrist, and I could feel him, his entire hand.

“I wish you could see this. You look so good with my fist inside you.”

He flicked my clit and it sent me crazy, desperate for the slap of his flesh against mine. I wanted his cock, fucking the hole he’d stretched.

“Please, Jason... please take me...”

He responded with his warm mouth on my clit, sucking firmly as his fingers moved inside me. “Jesus fucking Christ, Jason, come fuck me, please fuck me.”

He pulled out with a squelch, and I wanted him even more, wanted him back inside me.

He hitched my legs high around his neck and pushed his cock in so fucking slowly. The angle was intense, letting him in deep. He was iron-fucking-hard and I was soaking fucking wet. “Ahh, yes... Jesus! Fuck me!”

“Not yet.” He held still, and it was torture. Blissful fucking torture. I squirmed around him, but he held firm.

“Jesus, Jason, you’re killing me! I’m going to fucking explode!”

“Beg me, then. Beg me and I’ll fuck you hard, dirty girl.”

“Please! Please, God, fuck me! Please, Jason! Please fuck me hard!”

Fuck, how he slammed me. Slamming my sore pussy with crazy hard thrusts. I jiggled and jerked beneath him as he fucked me in the aching hole his fist had left. He found the spot, and fuck it felt good.

“Yes...”I cried. “There! That’s it!”

“Come for me,” he hissed. “Come for me, dirty girl!”

It didn’t take long. The sensations consumed me, tipping me over the edge into hot, pulsing madness. There was only him, and cock. Gorgeous, fucking cock. He kept the pressure on my g-spot, and I unravelled under him, quaking and babbling and twitching like a crazy animal.

He pulled out before he came, groaning as he shot his load right up my belly and across my tits. I smeared it over my nipples, lowering my head to lick it up, from my tits, from him, anywhere I could fucking get it.

“Oh, God, Jason, oh fucking God.”

I heard him moving around, cleaning himself up while I grinned and panted in post-orgasmic euphoria.

The press of his mouth on mine came unbidden, lingering long enough to twist my fingers in his hair and hold him close.

And then he was gone.

***

Chapter Eleven

Jason

“I’m being used for my Land Rover. That’s a first, mate.” Steve was in good humour; the promise of sweet pussy clearly putting a smile on his face.

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