Bad Neighbors, Good Fuckers
by Andy Limelight
Maybe it was a freak flare of testosterone in my system or maybe the fact that I
haven't had any action since I had broke up with that bitch Brenda almost two
months ago, but when I woke up that morning, I knew that I just had to get laid
that day. Between work and a shitload of papers that were almost suddenly due,
I've neglected my needs. And the morning woody that refused to recede even now,
halfway through my calculus class was a constant reminder of the fact. In my
head images of sex floats freely as I zone out. Not any articulate fantasies,
just clips of sex, female flesh and moans and smells. A cycle: I think about sex
because I'm horny, I'm horny because I think about sex.
Then I realize that the space I was staring at is occupied by hot piece by the
name of Debbie. She had a body worthy of a Jay-Z video, muscled with seemingly
generous curves. I take her dimensions and in my head place them to angles,
putting definition to my errant fragmented fantasies. In my head I see her firm
breasts quiver in motion and her face contorted in ecstasy, while my
daydream-self is fucking her from behind; now I have her on her back, and see
her profile, the steep rise of her breasts, topped by a hard nub, that she
pinches, the slight rise her soft flesh of belly and then her hips, generous but
hard and all smooth, now I have her by her ass and pounding her standing up.
Somewhere between imagining what her pussy was like and whether she was moaner
or a screamer, I realize she was staring at my crotch and its obvious
distention. I haven't the regard to look away as she raises her head and instead
I meet her face with a smile and then proceed look her over again before nodding
my appreciation. Dear Reader, I would make excuses to you, how I'm not usually
like this and what gentleman I am, but then after class I ended up in her room
and in no time fucking.
Fucking like animals.
We don't even wait for her dorm room door to open before my hands are around her
waist and opening up her pants, stroking her through the cloth of her panties
and then stealing inside and feeling the curls of her pubes around my fingers
like soft Velcro.
Her gasped breath that punctuated her hurried heavy breathing as she struggled
to open the door was an erotic kick.
"Hurry" I whisper as I rubbed my crotch to her ass. The door clicks open and she
turns her head to me. We go at each other mouth, hungrily shoving our tongues
with a desperation withheld only for longtime parted lovers or in our case the
sex-starved young. Upon entering the room, without breaking from our locked
mouths, I roughly rip her blouse open (which in retrospect wasn't a nice thing
to do). My hands are on her belly and then move on to her back stoking and
squeezing. I undo the snap of her bra from behind, and break from our kiss.
As I pull her bra off, I'm rewarded by the sight of almost perfect breast that
more than does justice to the daydreams I had only 20 minutes ago. I trailed wet
kisses from neck to her right breast and then took the nipple in my mouth. Her
breasts were a pleasant handful, firm and high, capped by cute stubby nipples,
surrounded by dark tan circles of her aureoles. With my head ducked at her
chest, Debbie pulls my shirt of my back and I pull it off over my head, before
returning to her nipples. She drags her nails, on my back, not hard enough to
draw blood but rough anyway. I knock my sneaker off now, knowing how it can get
awkward later. Once your pants are off, that's the point of no return, and
something ridiculous like your pants stuck at your ankle can possibly make a
randy nympho reconsider.
I slip my hands under the seats of her pants, and while I'm not particularly an
ass-guy, but I could definitely appreciate the pair I was handling; generous but
firm, this girl really takes care of herself. Gripping her buns in my hands, I
pull her close to me again, Her own pants are having trouble staying up and fell
somewhere down to her knees. I grind my erection through my pants on to her
crotch and actually felt a satisfying wetness that had permeated the front of
her panties.
"Do you want this?" I ask. I am, of course, referring to my dick that's been
threatening to rip through the cloth of my pants.
She moans, and in response she slid down and undoes my pants. My erection didn't
wait for an invitation. And slaps her in the face. (Understand I'm wearing those
annoying Hanes boxer, whose front is a flimsy opening, which means you have to
be careful what shows). Once again, this is something I might usually apologize
for, but... Anyway I have reason to believe she wouldn't hare cared anyway,
because she then takes my shoves it in her mouth. This talented girl had my
erection half way down her throat in the first go. After bobbing her head her
few times, she pulls me out her mouth and sucks hard on my head. My foreskin was
lodged behind my head, so the sensation is mind-blowingly intense (Reader,
research has shown that the circumcised penishead looses considerable
sensitivity). I pull my head back and howl at the ceiling.
I hear what might be a muffled giggle. Releasing me from the vise of her mouth
(after a painfully pleasurable few seconds), she grips the waist of my boxers
and pants and in a fell swoop pulls down. In something resembling the trick of
pulling tablecloth off a set table, my genitals slips in the boxers and then
popped out over the waistband as my remaining clothes (apart for my socks that
stays on of the entirety of this session) had made their descent to my ankles.
And she gets right back into action.
Her mouth goes right back onto my dick. Again encompassed in this damp warm
cave, I wince in expectation of that cave-in that threatens to cause me to pass
out. Instead, I'm returned to the cool air outside her mouth, as she turns her
head as then she slobbers down my erection passing the inch-and-a-half of my
dick head. She surprises me by actually chewing on the remaining 6 inches of my
meat. Normally, a faux pas of oral sex and something that might usually make me
squeamish, she really put her teeth to good use, keeping it well clear of my
dick head. 10 for technical merit, but low 2 for artistic points: I'm looking
down and see slimy strands of precum and saliva stretching from her face to my
dick.
Hmm, I'm neglecting to mention how she's putting her hands to use. Her right
hand is not so much gripping, but rather holding me her palm and gently
squeezing. Her hands must be small, because my left testicle keep spilling
between her thumb and finger I've stepped out of the pool of my pants. Her other
hand is polishing the knob of my dick: imagine chalking a cue stick. I'm quickly
loosing it, and realize that I'm unconsciously emitting a series of 'Ahhs.' I've
forced my hands to my sides and alternatively clench and unclench my hands and
force my breathing to even out, so I can prolong the experience and the
inevitable eruption.
There's much to learn from the eastern tantrics, and while I don't believe in
not having orgasms (I'm young; I have the chi to last me a lifetime), I do
believe in postponing it as long as possible (at least the first one). So using
all the willpower that I could muster, I forcibly extricate myself from Debbie's
hungry mouth and hands so I can return the favor. She moans in protest, but I
pull her up and push her on her bed (yes, you got it, this is not my usual
self). Roughly, more roughly then I would in my right mind, I pull off her pants
the remainder of the way off along with those cute ankle socks that woman wear
and her slippers, the kind that you might wear to the beach.
That leaves her panties. Hers were the flimsy white cottons that women wear when
they aren't expecting sex. I personally love them, though. Spreading her legs,
first I stroke her hips then one hand goes to her crotch. Though the fabric I
feel her out, my fingers are outlining the slit. Now I'm rubbing more
vigorously, and finally, my fingers invade her opening, fabric-enclosed fingers
embalmed with her generous juices. I thrust in and out, with my thumb placed
over the nub, that to my estimation was her clit, every thrust down a push up.
A surprisingly easy rhythm, actually; and apparently it was producing results,
Debbie clenched back at me and her head was over the edge of the bed and her
eyes rolled back and her mouth open. I scooped beside her and with the other
hand tweaked a nipple, a delicious dark bud rising from a small circle of pink,
that looked so incredibly sexy against her chestnut skin. I lean over and took
it in my mouth massaging the firm flesh under it. First I push the nipple to the
roof of my mouth and suck for awhile, then I stick out my tongue and roughly
lick it in broad upstrokes. Her hand soon reached for my dick and slowly pumps
it bringing the foreskin back over the head. Reaching over, I switch to the
other but first I take the masturbating hand and place it over the breast I
vacate. After administering my mouth to the other breast. And as before I bring
her hand to her breast. I lick her fingers, her nipples, and stroke her skin,
all the while, a hand is still working her pussy. She is now really worked up;
that without having to remove her panties!
Though they don't stay on for much longer.
If you seeing a theme in my raucous behavior, you might guess I ripped off the
one article covering her skin without a second thought. Well, you are wrong, I
actually spared a thought, and considered removing it and leaving it intact.
However, with a quick assessment, I concluded that it might bring her down from
her cloud nine. And besides I really do want to rip it off her. And so I do.
Curling my fingers in the cloth, I tug apart and it tore surprisingly easily.
Soon, her pussy was exposed in all its glory, a mound forested by dark short
pubes giving away to pinkish lips, deepening to a red near the center, and God,
they actually quivered. I could see the tip of her clit peeking out between the
lips, and when I part them, I see it crowning the passage. I wasted no time and
ducked my head into that soppy snack and ate like it starving dog, growling and
slurping. I wouldn't win any prizes for delicacy or subtlety. Within minutes my
enthusiasm is rewarded by with first increasing moans and then outright shrieks
followed by thrashing. For amount I felt panic: imagine a bomb squad realizing
they just cut the wrong wire. She is so out of control, but I ride this bronco
like a veteran cowhand (for all the right reasons, to all the Kid Rock out
there).
As she reaches her peak, I climb on to the bed replace my face with my dick. A
second it's at her entrance, the next with her ass in my hands I shove it right
in. Her pussy is a churning inferno, how her walls contracting so on dick is
unreal. Pussy like this is rare.
I can only manage a dozen thrusts before I feel like I'm going to cum. Vaguely,
I'm aware of a pounding on the door, but I ignore it. We are being bad
neighbors. Instead, I pulled my cock from her soppy pussy and replace it roughly
with all the digits of right hand. Then I take my cock with the other hand and
pump my spraying cum all over her body. Abruptly, I disengage to answer the door
and whoever was banging on it for the past minute. What greets me was a stream
of obscenities that came out of heavy-lipstick mouth that belonged full-bodied
bodacious hot chick that. I zoned out as I check her up and down and languidly
stroked my cock. If I say heavy-set, you might think disproportionate, but
really she had a fine figure, an hour glass-shape. And, obviously, a fiery
personality. At some point she realizes I didn't give a fuck that we were loud
and she loses some of her steam.
Pointed ignoring her complaints, I return to Debbie, who hadn't quite recovered
and pull her head to my sloppy cock, which she proceed to lap me at like a
bitch. Satisfied with her efforts, I turn my head to our spectator. "We are
fucking," I explain, and then more sympathetically, "you can join us, you look a
little over-stressed."
"What?!"
"A good fuck could do you good. And I could fuck you good." I advise over Debbie
inveterate moans.
"You obnoxious asshole!" Then she surprises me. "Fuck it!"
She enters the room and peels off her t-shirt, revealing big braless swinging
tits, and then proceeds to peel down her torn jeans to a pair of black panties.
Which soon followed the rest of her clothes on the floor. Her pussy was a
delicious sight; she sported a bare plump snatch and I can make out a small
tattoo just below her abdominal.
Coming over to us, she takes over from Debbie, grasping my cock in a grip and
roughly pushing Debbie down. "Eat me out bitch," she orders Debbie. Boy, this is
getting interesting. Debbie obliges. This goth chick straddled Debbie's face,
and then after pumping my cock, took the head in her mouth. Truthfully, I am
having concerns that she might do something nasty, like bite down. Turns out she
does do things nasty, but in a nice way. She isn't gentle, it's like a hardcore
porn blow. Here we are, these two chicks on the bed one eating out the other and
the other sucking on my cock as I'm standing by the bed. Can't you imagine the
camera panning across and then zooming in to the feeding cunt or the blowjob? I
couldn't have done it better even if I thought it up.
As the blowjob proceeds, I scoop down and gripped on her breasts, squeezing
hard. These were great tits, with hard large nipples rising out of aureoles that
capped these globes. I grasp and grope and tug and tweak and after a few moments
of handling these melons, I think these are great tits to fuck. So I do just
that; squatting a little I push these melons together and push my cock through
the cleavage. Then I got to an easy rhythm of fucking these warm soft globes,
which left this chick's mouth free to start yapping.
"You like that, stud?"
"I'd like it more if you put that mouth to work as well" I retort. "And while
you are at it, while to put these hands to work on these hooters of yours"
She complies, gyrating those breasts slowing she awaits for my dick to reach her
mouth and then sucks on the end, I grip her head and hold it down, then as I
pull it back, she finds the time to talk dirty. "I'm going want that fucking
dick in my pussy soon"
"Just keep it up, bitch and I'll fuck you good." I say, as my dick emerges for
the crevice again to received by some tongue action. It soon escalates, picking
up the pace and I have trouble responding to the bantering. By her comments
tapers off, as my thrusts speed up to quickly to allows her full sentences. By
now Debbie has her worked up too, so I imagine she would trouble formulating,
them anyway. Instead we hear deep throaty moans.
However soon, the Goth-chick feels pressured to say something, so she spurts out
words in the intervals where my cock is not occupying her mouth. It went
something like this: "I... am.. going .... To... cum..."
What a coincidence, so am I. But boy does she come, grinding her hips to poor
suffocating Debbie, shrieking like a banshee. In her excitement she rudely
neglects me, so I grab her head, pull it down to the level of my cock and deep
throat her. Two strokes and I come. The first two spurts disappearing into her
mouth, the next few, I shower on her face and tits.
Without missing a beat she turns around and pulls Debbie to clean the cum of
her. Debbie has lost all strength and does whatever this Goth-chick makes her
do, makes me wonder if they have a history together or maybe its just chemistry.
Her ass is now facing to me. I drop to my knees, and take at look at the view;
not a bad ass at all, slightly saggy and cute view of fat pussy lips. She is
drenched and dripping like a leaking tap. I slip two fingers in (through I think
my entire fist could fit in there), and start finger-fucking her. Either she
still riding her orgasm or I'm hitting the spot, because her pussy is still
running on the 5th gear. I want to jack this box, and my good ol' dependable
ohnson is ready as always. I get up and push the rod in as far as it can go and
start fucking like my life depended on it.
She was slamming herself at me, so even without my efforts she's being
thoroughly fucked, and apparently in the right way, she seemed to be
continuously cumming. She had her fingers all over Debbie's pussy and really
fancied biting her nipples, painfully from the looks of it. Debbie was gone and
seeing how the goth-chick liked to give tough, I inferred she'd like to get it
tough and I took to slapping her ass. Soon those globes were red all over. The
three of us were a cacophony of noise, slurping, slapping, moaning and groaning.
And in the gothchick's case cursing. Loud, and verbal. God did she have a filthy
mouth. With something she said I guessed her name was Melinda.
My cock felt so so great. Before long, I would about cum again, and when Melinda
finally brought Debbie to another screaming climax, I explode cumming inside
herprimal messages from my spine causing me to thrust first wildly then slower
and deeper. Disengaging from the goth chick, I step back and study my mates.
Melinda's former angry countenance is replaced by a look wicked glee. Debbie on
the other hand seemed to be in a stupor.
"So Stud, want to fuck this bitch up her ass," She causally asks, a naughty
smile running over her face. She pushed her to a side and slapped her on her
haunches. "I've even greased her up for you," and then illustrated the fact by
pushing three digits up her anus.
I swiped a hand across my mouth and grinned at Melinda. "Sure."
I climbed on the bed, on my knees and spitting a handful of hand, I lubed my
cock, like in those porn flicks. Yeah, a porn flick. Threesomes with practical
strangers? I felt like a porn star. Debbie is on her back and Melinda climbs on
her. She places a pillow under her ass and then takes the legs by the ankles.
Melinda instructs me to hold them and push them toward her. Then Melinda reaches
around and parts her buttocks. The rosy bud of her spread rectum was darkly
inviting. I push my dickhead through with Melinda's lewd encouragements.
Debbie's only protest was a soft moan. Resolute, I started a rhythm of
thrusting. Apparently, Debbie's ass was well fucked before, because it wasn't as
tight as I had expected and she seemed used to it. It was still tight, though
and I had to pace myself.
Soon I was lost in the pulse of it. Melinda took to pinching my nipples hard and
apparently got of on it. I took Debbie's legs and placed them under Melinda
armpits. Then I reached for Melinda's generous breasts and squeezed. I duck to
take those long hard nipples to my mouth and suck hard, then I got to chewing
them. Not to neglect Debbie and because I getting close to creaming, I dip my
hand into her cunt and try for her G-spot. It took me awhile to find it but when
I did and pounded the button, it worked its Magic: Debbie screams in ecstasy and
her sphincter convulses erratically, squeezing with incredible pressure on my
cock. I feel Melinda join me in Debbie's pussy, forcing her way in but instead
of toward Debbie, Melinda starts rubbing the wall between the pussy and her
rectum, 'cause I could feel the pressure on my cock. It is an amazing
experience, feeling those fingers through the wall. Debbie was going wild,
spasming and the muscled walled of her pussy and asshole convulsing around our
intruding fingers and my pistoning cock. It isn't long after that I had more
than I could take and burst, my hips thrusting hard and fast with each discharge
from my spewing cock and slowing down as it teeters off to spurts.
I pull out without sparing a glance to at the filth and fluids I feel on my
cock. "Excuse me, ladies I need to use the boy's room," Putting one of my more
charming smiles. "Can you do with out me?"
To answer my question, Melinda straddles Debbie's face. "Oh, I think we'll do
fine."
"Now, play nice girls." I scavenge for my shorts and pull them on. Making my way
out of the room, I thing how good I feel. And as I approach the bathroom, I hear
the sound of the shower running. This is an all-girl floor, I wonder if I can
get another pussy...
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