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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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When the doorbell rang, my heart was in my mouth. My girlfriend was dressed in a tight leather mini skirt with zips at the front and back with no underwear on, a wrapover top tied at the back, no bra. Her pussy was wet and her nipples were as hard as my cock and just as obvious, what the fuck were we doing. I was about to open the door to a man old enough to be her father and mine, a man who had seen her bare vagina, a man who had invited himself over, a man who had told her to wear no underwear, a man that wanted to fuck her, a man that I wanted to fuck her, a man that she wanted to fuck. We were crazy with lust, all three of us and yet we were sat there talking about everything except sex and fucking. He finally made his move and asked me to pop to the shop for him, leaving them alone together. I was back in record time, my mind conjuring all sorts of scenarios and I wasn't disappointed. She was on his lap when I returned, the front zip on her skirt undone, her vagina exposed looking beautiful, all puffy and slick with her juices, his fingers gently caressing those puffy lips as they kissed open mouthed and passionately, her top discarded and her small pert boobs looking flushed, nipples extended and erect. His cock was out and her hand looked so small as she wanked him, he looked huge, rock hard, veiny and ready to fuck. My cock had been hard before he arrived and hadn't gone down, even at the shop, seeing them like this pushed me over the edge and within minutes of watching them as I stroked my penis, I had what I can only describe as the orgasm of my life. I immediately felt ashamed and rushed upstairs.
She followed me a few minutes later to check I was okay. I assured her I was, my erection growing as we talked, I stripped her naked, laid her on the bed and fucked her. I told her I loved her and asked her to go back downstairs, dressed her in a see through pale yellow teddy, no underwear, french kissing her pussy before she went. I lay on the bed, waiting, listening. Fifteen minutes later I heard them both coming up the stairs, my heart was beating so fast, the adrenalin coursing through my veins. They went in the spare room and I sat listening for any tell tale noises. A few minutes later I could hear the bed creaking and the headboard gently banging the wall, they were definitely fucking, my beautiful, slim gorgeous girlfriend and her friends father, fucking as I listened from our bedroom. I couldn't resist any longer, I stripped naked and sat on the landing listening through the door as her moans intensified, I heard her cumming, the tempo increasing, the thwack of the headboard getting louder as she moaned and cried out, a second orgasm ripping through her body. He was like a machine , eventually crying out as he filled her young cunt with his semen with her encouraging words, words my previously faithful girlfriend had never uttered to another man, having only experienced my cock before. The creaking slowed and stopped and I hurried back to our room, frightened of being caught, frightened that they would discover how much I had enjoyed them fucking. Frightened of what the future held. I lay on our bed for an hour, waiting for him to go and her to return to me, when the bed started creaking again and the sounds of them fucking for a second time filled my ears. I wanked my cock in time with the rhythm of the headboard, cumming too quickly, wishing they would stop. I fell asleep. |
