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The Cottage
A girl and her boyfriend get interrupted...
Angela bit her bottom lip. She knew John wanted to go further and honestlyโฆ she thought she might be ready for that. His hands were gripping her hips. She let out a little moan; she loved when he dug his hand into her hips.
Their mouths met again. One of his hands moved up to brush her hair while their tongues tangled. She whimpered. She wanted more. She needed more.
โJohn,โ she breathed out, โCan we go somewhere?โ
His lips moved away from her face and down to the side of her neck. โOh gooooodโ she moaned as she felt his mouth moving over her neck. Her head tipped back as he continued his work.
She stumbled slightly as he moved her backward. She felt the cold brick of the school building pressing against her back through the thin fabric of her sundress. He pressed her hard against the school, one hand continuing to dig into her hip, his lips continuing to work their magic against her neck.
โJohn, pleeeeaseโ she couldnโt help but whine. She wanted more of him.
โWhat? What is it you want, huh?โ he teased, nipping at her neck softly.
โCan we go to your house?โ she asked, one of her hands reaching forward to feel the length of him through his jeans.
โNope,โ he said, pulling back slightly from her. The hand that was at her hip moving up to tease her breast through the sundress, causing her to gasp out. โMy parents are back from their trip, so I donโt really think youโd enjoy going to my place.โ
She squeezed him through his jeans, loving the feel of his hardness. She wished she could feel it without the denim between them.
โBut joooohn,โ she leaned forward, lifting up on her tiptoes to graze her tongue along his earlobe and loving the throb she felt in response. She mirrored the way he had been teasing her earlier. She captured his earlobe in her mouth, then moved down his neck, licking and sucking the exposed skin.
โI need to feel you,โ she whispered. โI want you inside me.โ
โOh fuuuck,โ John moaned softly in response, pulsing beneath her fingers. โOkay, okay, I know somewhere we can go.โ
She pulled back and gave him an impish smile. He grabbed her hand and they were headed off toward his house. Instead of stopping at his house though John continued toward their backyard.
She gasped as he headed toward the little cottage on the back of his property. She paused in her tracks.
โJohnโฆ isnโt that the cottage your parents rent out?โ
He turned back toward her, pulling her close up against him and grazed his lips against her neck. She moaned and melted into his arms, pressing her breasts against his chest, wanting to feel more of him.
โYea, but they donโt have a new tenant yet. Itโs vacant right now. Come on Angela, before they see us.โ
His hands were pushing her sundress up her thighs. God she loved the feeling of his fingers grazing her skin. She would have done anything he asked her to. โOkay,โ she purred, following along behind him as he headed to the cottage.
He reached up and grabbed a key tucked into a planter next to the front door. Then they were inside and without missing a beat his mouth was on his again. He was driving her backward; she let out a little squeal as she bumped into a bed and she fell backwards.
And then he was on her again; his mouth heavy against hers. She moaned and pressed her hips upward, desperately wanting to feel him against her. He pushed her sundress up until it was bunched around her waist.
One denim-clad leg of his was in between them. She thrust herself against him, rubbing herself against the fabric of his jeans.
โMmmmโฆ I want you inside me, pleaseโ she begged.
He laughed above her. โI donโt think so, not yet anyway.โ His fingers pushed aside her panties. โGod, you are wet.โ
He began playing with her. His fingers sliding against her outer lips, teasing her while she twisted below him. He dipped one finger inside and she gasped, arching upward, begging for more. He slowly began thrusting two fingers in and out of her, his thumb finding her clit.
โOh god, yes, yes, please Johnโ she begged. He laughed again, pulling his hand away. โNooooooโ she whimpered.
He stood up and began to take off his jeans. โFlip over. Get on your hands and knees.โ
She didnโt hesitate. She flipped over and hiked up her dress so it was bunched up on her back, exposing herself. She wiggled out of her panties, tossing them to the side.
Then she felt him behind her. With one hand he gripped her hips; he used his other to line himself up, and she felt him pressing against her. She pressed backward, moaning as she felt him barely entering him.
โMmmmโ he moaned. He gripped her hips with both his hands now that he was situated. He dug his fingers in and drove himself into her.
โFuuuuuck, yes! John!โ And then he was pounding into her while she cried, driving himself into her over and over while she moaned and cried.
โHaving a good time kids?โ came a gravelly voice.
John and Angela froze. John was buried inside her. They both looked to the left where an older gentleman stood.
โOh god,โ whispered Angela, her whole body freezing.
โShit. Shit shit shit,โ whispered John. โIโm so so sorry! I didnโt think my parents had rented this out yet. Fuck. What can I do so you donโt tell them? Weโll get out of here so fast!โ
John pulled out of Angela and began to scramble off the bed. Angela was scrambling to drop her dress back down so it covered her, looking around frantically for her panties.
โStop!โ the old man barked. John froze with his jeans up, unzipped. Angela was up on her knees, still on the bed. โYou want me to not tell your parents about this?โ he directed to John.
John nodded, his eyes wide.
โLet me fuck her.โ
โWhat?โ gasped Angela. โJohn, letโs get out of here. Weโll explain to your parents.โ she said, starting to scoot off the bed.
John glanced between the gentleman and over to his girlfriend. He made a split second decision. He moved to the bed, grabbed Angela and pushed her back onto it.
โWhat! John! Stop!โ she shrieked. โNo! What the hell are you doing?โ She could hear the sound of the man unbuckling his belt.
John pushed her onto her hands and knees again, thrusting her dress up. He was on the bed next to her, holding her firmly, his hands digging into her painfully now. His head was down next to hers.
โShhh. Youโll enjoy it more if you donโt fight it.โ
โWhat the fuck, John!โ she cried, twisting and trying to break from his grip. She felt another hand at her hip and cried.
โHold her steady,โ said the mansโ voice.
โNo. no-no-no noโ she cried as she felt his push inside her. And then the old man was fucking her. John let one hand up, stroking her hair back as he thrusted in and out of her.
She was still wet and ready from John fucking her. โShhhh. Itโs okay baby. Give in. Itโs okay. Just enjoy it,โ he whispered, stroking her hair back while she felt the strangerโs cock stretching her out, slamming into her. He was large, so large.
โJohn, johnโ she gasped. It feltโฆ he feltโฆ
โYea, baby? You like that? Itโs okay.โ
โOhhh gooooodโ she whispered, closing her eyes โIโm so close.โ She moaned, loving the feeling of the hard cock pulling in and out of her. No longer caring that it was a stranger fucking her.
โYea, you like that you little slut?โ came the voice from behind her. โYou like getting fucked like this? On your hands and knees like the little whore you are?โ
โYes, oh god yes,โ she moaned, pushing her hips back to his as he fucked her. John was no longer holding her she realized. She had her eyes closed but they popped open as she felt something next to her face.
Johnโs hard cock was in front of her. She didnโt think. She just opened her mouth. Johnโs hand on the back of her head guided her forward. Her moan was gagged by the cock in her. She loved it. The feeling of being filled in two ways.
She let the two men use her, letting them control her bodyโs movements. The stranger behind her using her hips to dictate the pace, Johnโs hand on the back of her head guiding his cock in and out of her mouth.
โOooooh fuck;โ she knew the unmistakable grunt of John as he came, pressing himself hard back into her throat. She gagged and gasped as she felt the man behind her grip her hashly.
โFuck!โ she felt him drive hard into her, pressing all the way in as he came in her.
John pulled out and she blinked up at him in confusion. The grip on her hips easing.
โOh my god,โ she whispered, her mind spinning. She had just been fucked by a total stranger. Her boyfriend had came in her mouth while someone else filled her up from behind.
โNow get out,โ the man barked. โBefore I change my mind and tell your parents.
John quickly scrambled off the bed, zipping back up his pants and grabbed Angelaโs hand, dragging her away, her eyes still wide. Mascara had run down her face from crying earlier and a smear of his cum still graced her cheek.
โIโm so sorry,โ John said, pulling Angela out the front door of the cottage.
Outside Angela blinked up at him and he brushed a stray hair away from her face.
โI liked it,โ she whispered quietly. โI shouldnโt have but but but Johnโฆ. I liked it.โ
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A flirtatious girl doesn't realize there may be consequences to constantly teasing her dad's friends...
Lisa always had a thing for her dadโs friend, Greg. Heโd been her girl crush since she was 10. Now she was 18 and sheโd fooled around with plenty of boys at her school, but when she was on her own it was still always Greg that seemed to be in her fantasy.
She was home on break from college and Greg was around a lot. Apparently since sheโd gone off to college her dad had started having weekly poker nights with the boys. She would mostly stay up in her room when he had his friends over, but she would pop down to grab a soda or snack occasionally.
Greg always made a point to say hi to her and lately sheโd felt like he was being a bit flirtatious with her. Teasing her about a snack sheโd grabbed or asking her about boys she was interested in at college.
She knew it wouldnโt ever really go anywhere and he was just being polite. But the little interactions fueled her fantasies and she found herself getting off to the thought of Greg touching her more and more frequently.
She was choosing to wear more and more tight-fitted and revealing clothes when the poker nights rolled around. Towing the line of what was appropriate, but always falling just on the side where she could just be a girl wearing short-shorts and a crop top because it was summer time.
As she found herself getting bolder with her clothing choices she also found herself getting more impatient with her own fantasies. She used to wait until late at night, after everyone had left, to slowly please herself in the dark of her bedroom.
But lately that was too long. The fact that she knew she shouldnโt just made her all the more excited. And on this particular poker night she spent a little extra time getting ready. She wore yoga pants and a push-sports bra. It was casual but she was in her own home and if questioned (not that she would be) she could say she was doing some yoga in her bedroom, which she did from time to time.
She knew how she looked though. It put her lithe body on display in all the best ways. She styled her hair in loose pigtails and added a touch of makeup. She looked, she hoped, incredibly fuckable.
She giggled to herself, knowing she was being ridiculous. Getting herself styled and keyed up like this. She was already wet. She grinned. She was going to parade downstairs, a little bounce in her step so that everything would get noticed. She would grab a soda and quickly head back up to her room.
Safe inside her bedroom she would let her imagination run wild. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes for a brief moment. She skimmed her left hand over herself, squeezing one breast, then gliding across her bare skin until she hit her yoga pants. She slipped her hand inside and grazed her fingertips across herself letting out a soft moan as she felt how wet she already was. She popped her eyes open, laughed and pulled her hand back out of her pants and headed downstairs.
Downstairs the five guys were around the poker table as usual. Greg was sitting across from her dad. She came up to the chair behind her dad and bent over to give him a peck on the cheek. It just so happened that doing so would have her bent over with her breasts pushed up in her sports bra for Greg to see.
โWinning daddy?โ she asked. He gave her a quick smile, โnot so much tonight sweetie.โ
โWell have fun boysโ she said, making sure she made her way by Greg on the way into the kitchen so that he would get a full view of her backside as well. She grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and pranced her way past the men and back upstairs.
In her room she sat the water bottle on her desk and flopped backward onto her bed in excitement. She hadnโt really interacted much with him this time but she hadnโt needed to. Sheโd had so much fun imagining everything. Choosing her outfit, her hair style, choosing to say โdaddyโ to her dad.
She giggled and then began scooting her yoga pants down while still laying on her back on the bed. She closed her eyes and pictured Greg. Her hand slid down her body. She toyed with herself slowly. Her fingers teasing her, dancing around her outer lips, grazing her clit.
Her breathing inched higher and she bit her lower lip between her teeth as she slowly brought a couple fingers inside herself. Gently thrusting them in and out. Loving the way her slickness felt. Then she found her clit.
โYes Greg, pleaseโ she breathed out as she started to play with her clit in earnest. โOh fuck me Greg,โ
โGet on your knees.โ
Her eyes popped open. Her fingers frozen in place. Greg was inside her bedroom. He was standing just a foot out from her bed; his eyes trained on her.
โIโฆ Iโฆโ she stuttered. She had no idea what to do; what to think. She was frozen.
He swiftly walked toward her and grabbed her by the back of the head. She scrambled to her knees, her yoga pants still twisted around her things.
โGet. On. Your. Knees. Now.โ
And she did what he said without thinking. Her mindl flying. She quickly pushed her pants off and scrambled with him toward the foot of the bed and then onto the floor in front of him.
Suddenly her fantasies were becoming a reality. He unzipped quickly and his hard cock was right in front of her. His hand was still wrapped around the back of her head and he guided her forward.
She closed her eyes, wrapped her lips around his cock and gave a soft, involuntary moan as she began sucking him. He was hard and hot in her mouth.
โGood girl,โ he growled.
She sucked his cock eagerly now, loving it, the feel of him inside her mouth. Just one of the many ways sheโd imagined over the past few months. She moaned and whimpered. She didnโt even realize she had moved one of her hands down to touch herself.
She was sopping wet.
โFuuuuuck yes,โ Greg grunted as he thrust himself deep into the back of her throat and she could feel his hot cum filling up her mouth.
She played with her clit furiously with her fingers until she also reached her orgasm, climaxing with the taste of his cum still in her mouth.
He pulled out. He gripped the bottom of her chin and tilted her head up. โOpen your mouth and show me.โ
She complied, looking up at him with her mouth open, his cum still there.
โGood girlโ he said, stroking the back of her head. โNow swallow.โ
She did.
โDonโt tell anyone about this.โ
She nodded up at him solemnly and then he was gone. And she was still on her knees in her bedroom, her yoga pants bunched up. Her fingers sticky from playing with herself and the taste of his cum in her mouth.
She closed her eyes and leaned back against the frame of her bed. She really hoped he would keep coming around...
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