Love-Hate-Betrayal-Regret - Page 27

eeemen · #**391** 12-06-2014, 07:26 PM

Ya, welcome back bro, post more, the anticipation is killing,

cheers, ....................

EnigmaofSorrow · #**392** 17-06-2014, 04:21 PM

Christine literally dragged the poor NSF out the club and quickly flagged a taxi to head back to her place. She wanted him so badly, and she blamed Ben for it. Their frequent sex sessions had increased her sex drive to insatiable levels, and now, even Ben himself was not enough to satisfy her cravings for cock.

Her heart was racing all the way back to her place. Sam looked extremely high but cognizant of his surroundings.

She was already mentally undressing him, imagining what his toned body would be like.

Sam on the other hand, could not believe his luck. While he was relatively skilled at picking up girls from clubs, none of them had the body of Christine. He could not wait to plant his mouth on those huge tits of hers. He wondered if she was clean shaven as he always wanted to perform cunninlingus on an older lady. His previous attempts at such were often met by disapproval or displeasure. But that was to be expected as his previous flings were all younger girls who probably weren't as well-schooled in the art of sex.

Upon reaching home, Christine literally flung the door open and pushed Sam in.

S: Woah. Slow down.

C: Sit down on the couch and shut the fuck up!

Sam got a shock. What was he in for? Was she going to put on a leather corset and produce a whip?

Ben's room door opened.

B: Christine! What the fuck?

C: Shut up Ben. You either join us, or go to you room.

S: You have a boyfriend? I think I better leave.

Sam stood up but was pushed down by Christine.

C: He's just my tenant and fuck buddy. Do you want this or not?

S: Erm.

Christine knelt between is legs and unbuckled his belt and jeans, pulling them down along with his briefs. Out sprang the smallest cock she had ever seen. It was probably half the size of her thumb. She tried hard to recall what it felt like when she was grinding him. She smiled at him in a vain attempt to hide her disappointment.

B: Seriously Christine? A threesome? With some guy you picked up at the club?

Christine ignored him and immediately wrapped her lips around the sorry excuse for a manhood.

S: Oh yes. Just like that.

Sam pushed her head down, forcing her to take his entire cock into her mouth. He was so small that she could even lick his balls.

B: There better be a threesome with two girls next time you slut.

Christine released Sam's cock and stared at him.

C: What the fuck did you say? Come here and drop your pants!

Ben did as he was told. He glanced over at Sam's nether regions and tried to hold back a smile. At least he was way bigger than him, flaccid at least.

Christine grabbed Ben's cock and stroked it lightly, feeling it grow.

Now that's a proper cock, she thought to herself.

She gave him a couple licks and then swallowed it fully, letting his dickhead choke her a little. He was fully hard. She gagged slightly before releasing him with an audible slurp.

She turned her attention back to Sam as Ben moved the coffee table out of the way.

Using her thumb and forefinger, she teased Sam's sleeping member, using his precum as lubricant.

Ben flipped up her dress and pushed her thong aside, rubbing his dickhead along her labia.

Christine moaned as Ben slid in. She was already wet from teasing the two boys.

She went back down to Sam's cock and received the shock of her life.

C: OHMYGOD.

Sam's micro penis had somehow expanded in length and thickness. In her hand now, Christine was holding on to the thickest cock she had ever seen. Length-wise, she guessed he was comparable to Ben. But the thickness was unbelievable.

Sam smiled at her.

S: Yeah baby, you picked the right guy. Now suck me well.

It was Christine's turn to be subservient and she licked his thick bratwurst with aplomb. She wondered what it would be like inside her. Meanwhile, Ben was banging her as hard as he could given the limited space to move.

C: Do you have protection?

S: Yeah.

Ben pulled out and spanked Christine hard. She gave out a surprised yelp.

Sam got out of his jeans and took out a condom from his wallet. He also removed his tshirt.

Christine marvelled at his body and promised herself that one day, she would definitely get Alex to fuck her. Otherwise, she would just drug and rape him.

Sam capped himself and pulled Christine towards him, positioning for entry. She felt her pussy being stretched as she lowered herself. She wondered if there were penile pumps available to get her regular sex partner to the same thickness

Ben got up onto the couch as well and waved his dick in her face.

B: Suck me clean you slut.

C: Stop calling me that.

But deep inside she did indeed feel like one. An extremely horny one.

She took his tool which was coated with her dried pussy juice and licked it clean before taking it into her mouth. He grabbed her head and forced it deeper gagging her. Christine did not know if she should choke or moan. Sam grabbed her tits from behind and squeezed them hard. Christine was already exploding from all the different pleasurable sensations.

Then it struck her.

C: Ben, get the lube.

B: Huh? Ok.

Ben returned swiftly with the lube and he found that Christine had already dismounted Sam.

C: Let's go to the room.

The two boys obediently followed, as Christine led them to her bedroom, each hand holding on to a dick.

C: Sam, how comfortable are you to fuck me raw?

S: Erm. I don't mind.

C: Excellent.

She literally ripped off the condom.

C: Ben, you take my ass ok?

B: Whatever, slut.

Christine pushed Sam down onto the bed and went down on him again, sucking him to ensure he was hard and well-lubricated, but it did not matter anyway, she was still dripping wet. She straddled him again and slid him in, enjoying the thickness as he penetrated her raw. She really loved the feeling of skin on skin.

Once he was fully in, she leaned forward, thrusting her chest towards Sam, much to his delight. He grabbed one and suckled on it like a baby. Ben got up behind her and liberally applied the lube to her other hole. Christine gasped a little as the cool gel was smeared. Ben gently inserted a lube-coated finger in.

C: I want your cock not your finger!

Ben placed it at the entrance and pushed slowly. Strangely, the amount of lube did not help much and he penetrated her pussy instead, while Sam's cock was still inside.

B: Fuck.

S: That's damn weird.

C: OH MY GOD DON'T STOP!!!!

B: Hell no. No way am I rubbing my cock against his.

Ben quickly withdrew and probed her anal region again, finally getting the head in, and waited for her rectal muscles to relax before pushing further.

C: FUCK YES!

They slowly thrust into her with slow measured strokes, letting her feel every little bit of their motions. Christine grabbed the sheets and nearly ripped them off the mattress. This was totally unlike having both holes filled with a cock and a dildo.

Both Sam and Ben could feel the contractions in Christine's nether regions. Christine was slowly being driven insane by her two cocks.

After ten minutes or so, Sam felt the familiar urge.

S: Shit. I'm about to cum.

B: Me too.

Christine did not and could not reply. She had lost track of the number of orgasmns she had in the past few minutes. She also could not decide if she was moaning or screaming. Everything seemed automatic.

Ben pulled out and Sam pushed her off. She rolled over and lay on her back, her lower body convulsing violently as streams of her own ejaculate trickled out, wetting the bed.

Ben and Sam stood over her, wanking furiously. Christine weakly reached up to caress their balls.

As if on cue, they fired off, sending hot ejaculate onto her face and into her mouth. Christine grabbed them and wanked. She wanted them to feel as weak and pleasured as her. She managed to tease out a couple more streams which landed on her chest and body, as well as the bed.

Ben and Sam collapsed in exhaustion beside her. Sam immediately attacked her boobs and gestured for Ben to do the same. Christine weakly tried to stop them.

C: God, you guys are killing me.

They ignored her and Ben's hand snaked towards her clit.

She was too weak to protest.

They all fell asleep soon after and Christine awoke an hour later.

She shook Sam.

C: Hey. What time do you have to get back to camp?

Sam arose sleepily.

S: Two hours ago. I'll just go back in the morning.

C: Ok. Fuck me in the shower?

S: Sure.

She took him by the hand and led him to the attached bathroom, leaving Ben fast asleep on the sweat-soaked, cum-stained sheets.

C: Looks like I have a lot of laundry to do.

BMW69 · #**393** 17-06-2014, 06:56 PM

Finally. The sex god is back

eeemen · #**394** 18-06-2014, 10:06 PM

Yup, but very curious as to Alex's situation, don't keep us waiting too long ya? Cheers, ....................

Fthemall · #**395** 06-07-2014, 01:24 PM

Sex between Alex and Jane pls

Feling · #**396** 06-07-2014, 04:01 PM

Alex is in high demand

EnigmaofSorrow · #**397** 07-07-2014, 07:03 AM

The first thing Alex did upon leaving the staircase was to head to the nearby provision shop to buy some cigarettes. He did not like the one Karen smoked. Although he was weighing the consequences of tobacco use as an athelete, at that point of time, he did not really care much.

Jane's cold behavior caused something within him to snap, and all he wanted to do now was to erase whatever indescribable and unwarranted pain he felt. The physical pain that was worse than the beating he suffered at the hands of Wilson and his gang while he was protecting Jane. The emotional turmoil he endured when he saw his best friend fucking his girl friend. The pain was probably merely all in his head. Easily controlled, easily put aside. But he did not care.

He purchased and paid for the cigarettes, Marlboro Reds, while still in his school uniform. The shopkeeper frowned at him but sold it to him anyway. A customer was a customer and was always right. Most of the time anyway.

Alex stuffed the pack into his pocket and left. Karen followed closely behind.

K: Hey I'm kinda worried about you.

A: Why?

They walked to a bus stop a couple of stops away from school in a vain attempt to not arouse suspicion.

K: Well, firstly, you started smoking.

A: So?

K: Why?

A: Does it matter why?

K: Well, no. But you never did.

A: So now I do.

Karen decided that perhaps it would be wise not to question Alex any further. It was his life after all, his rules, his choices.

The bus arrived and they boarded it.

K: Where are we going?

A: I don't know. Home?

K: Yours or mine?

A: Does it matter?

K: Not really. I'm concerned.

A: About?

K: The way you're behaving.

A: What's wrong with it?

K: It's just... I don't recall you being this affected by anything that happened. And you won't say what happened.

A: I tried to talk to her but she blew me off.

K: She what? Oh.

A: I totally did not expect that from her. Especially after what happened between us before. She was special to me.

K: Was? Or is?

A: I don't know.

K: Ok. I'm not really good at comforting people.

A: It's fine. You're willing to skip school.

K: So where do you want to go?

A: Let's go for lunch.

K: Ok.

Karen leaned over and lay her head on Alex's broad shoulder. She had no idea why she did that. He was not her boyfriend, and hardly could be considered a romantic option.

In the end they did not head home for lunch, preferring instead to go to a shopping center in the east, a favourite haunt of Alex's when he was still in secondary school.

Karen grabbed Alex's hand as they got off the bus. He did not resist so she interlocked their fingers.

Alex felt a nice warmth spreading over him. He felt calm, at peace, and a little sweaty. The midday sun was really bearing down on then relentlessly.

They cut across rows of shops opposite the food center before crossing the road. Karen felt Alex grip her hand tighter as they crossed, as though he was protecting her, keeping her safe from the invisible speeding cars. She wondered what was going on in that head of his. She tried really hard not to think of what might happen. She was not looking for a boyfriend, and definitely did not need a regular sex partner, if that was what Alex was after. But he was really hot, and having him around would definitely boost her self-confidence. Furthermore, he somehow really knew how to eat pussy.

Alex was also wondering what he was doing. He did not really know why he was holding on to Karen's hand. She was not his girlfriend, nor someone he was remotely emotionally attracted to. However, he felt really at ease with her. He could talk to her, confide in her. Also, he really like her blowjobs. And he was fascinated with her body that had seemingly zero percent body fat. Perhaps they could be sex partners. But he was still a virgin and he was fighting the massive internal struggle to break his promise to Jane.

During lunch break with her girlfriends, Jane found herself rather distracted.

As she listlessly poked at the roasted chicken breast while absent-mindedly pouring the ginger garlic chilli sauce all over the rice, she reminisced over the times she had with Alex.

Had she been a little too hasty in blowing him off?

No doubt he had abandoned her in favour of Grace, but it was only because she needed someone at that point of time. Surely she was magnanimous enough to understand that?

Alex was not hers. And the way she treated him, he probably would never be. However, she felt justified in her actions as Alex simply could not let go of his past. Or maybe he truly was just a very nice guy.

Her attentioned turned to the next table where a bunch of tanned Year Twos were boisterously consuming their lunch. She crossed her legs, letting her skirt ride up and expose her creamy thigh. She wondered if anyone noticed.

Meanwhile, Alex and Grace headed to the top floor of the shopping mall where it was relatively deserted. There was some sort of outdoor play area and being a school day, it was devoid of screaming kids and their nosey parents.

They sat on the bench and placed their bags by the side.

Karen looked at him.

K: Now will you tell me what's wrong?

A: What's wrong with me? Am I not good enough? All this while I've tried to be a nice guy, treat girls right, accomodate to their requests. Why am I being treated this way?

Karen remained silent.

She took out a stick and lit it. Alex followed suit. Neither of them bothered to check for any security cameras.

Alex smoked his stick like a pro and finished it way before Karen.

K: Slow down.

A: If not what? I'll die faster?

K: Haha. No. I find it more enjoyable to take it slow.

A: Oh?

K: Yeah. And you know what else I find enjoyable?

A: What?

Karen stubbed out her stick and pulled him towards her, planting her lips on his and spreading his mouth open with her tongue.

Back at the security control room, the lone guard manning the security cameras smiled to himself.