Escape to Liv’s Parents’ Home
In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.
We made it back to the house and I was a little worried her parents might have gotten back, but I was assured they wouldn't be back until after we left the following day. We walked in and were greeted by the menagerie of Liv's friends all of whom cooed and quizzed us on where we'd been and what we'd been doing. Liv declined to give any answers and hurried off to her room to clean up, but not without stern instructions.
"Hands off him for a bit, he's a quart low." She said narrowing her eyes at her friends. There was some grumbling, but the foyer cleared. I took the opportunity to shower and nap. And to my surprise, woke up almost two hours later without being interrupted or molested at all.
I rubbed my eyes and climbed out of bed making my way down the deserted hall but stopped when I heard voices coming from Maggie's room. The door was cracked open, and I heard Maggie and Lizzie talking quietly.
"Maggie stop I'm serious. I'm going crazy, I'm burning up here I need him to fuck me again. I rubbed myself out twice last night." Lizzie's sweet voice sounded stressed and was followed by sensual whimpers. I hazarded a peek into the door and saw them both sitting on the bed. Maggie had her face under Lizzie's jaw kissing her neck and her hand was on Lizzie's thigh.
"I'm a little worked up too, do what I'm doing, find a sweet girl and corrupt her." Maggie said devilishly before dragging her tongue along the outside of Lizzie's ear. Maggie slid her hand up Lizzie's thigh and kissed her neck. Lizzie squirmed, obviously enjoying it but remaining annoyed.
"Ugh, I don't want a girl to play with; " she said trying to hold Maggie's hand from her chest.
"So go find him in just your underwear and like; wiggle your hips a little. He's insatiable and has almost no self-control anymore." Maggie got her hand past Lizzie's and grabbed her chest forcing a quiet whimper from the girl who squirmed while Maggie giggled.
Lizzie pulled Maggie's hand away and stood up pulling off her shirt to expose a sports bra and shed her shorts, revealing thin white panties, and fussed with her nest of curls. "I'm taking your advice. I can't handle waiting."
"Shit!" I scoffed to myself. Maggie was right, I didn't have self-control, I'd just been peeping on girls and was about to get caught.
I hurried as quietly away from the door as I could and was surprised when she pranced up behind me. "I was just about to come looking for you, come on, I want to play a game with you."
She hurried down the hall to my room and flung open the door. I had already been going to my room and didn't have a good excuse for changing directions on hand, you know, since I'd been peeping like a total pervert.
Standing in the room she waited for me, hands clasped behind her back, twisting at the waist as I came in. I tried not to stare at the petite, pale, brunette and her slender, girlish frame with breasts that barely rose from her chest. Under the elastic of the sports bra, they sat almost completely flat except for the nipples that were poking through.
She came over and grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pulled me into the room until she was backed up to the bed where she started feeling my hard shaft through them, "I thought we could play doctor. I'm flushed, and wet and; " She buried her face in my neck and started kissing and sucking.
I put my hand on her hip as she kissed my neck, "You're not as innocent as you pretend to be."
She laughed and dragged her tongue over my neck, "I discovered yesterday I like wearing cum more than make up."
I reached up and put my fingers in the hem of her sports bra and tugged, she laughed and held her hands up as I peeled it off her chest and over her head so that her puffy, pink, nipples were exposed. I dropped the bra and put a hand over one of her breasts. She cried and bit her lip as I squeezed the modest flesh and played with her nipple.
She moaned through her bit lip and squirmed as I played with her breast. Her hand was rubbing my shaft quickly and struggling to keep her knees from giving as I teased her very sensitive breasts. She pulled me into a kiss, having to crane up to reach my face. Her tongue flicked and slid against mine. I took advantage of her vulnerable, stretched, figure and put my fingers between her legs. My fingertips met immediately with hot, soaked, cotton that made her seize and moan. She grabbed my neck as my fingers played in her folds through the cloth causing her to jerk and shake.
I could feel her clit through the saturated fabric and rubbed the hood gently. I could feel her pulsing as I did. She struggled to stay standing and was crying into my shoulder as I teased and felt her. After a forceful cry I leaned her back laying her onto the bed where she spread her legs exposing her soaking wet panties.
I climbed onto the bed next to her and resumed feeling and stroking her. I tried to kiss her, but she couldn't keep her lips attached to mine as she squirmed and moaned in place. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was grabbing the comforter below her as her hips bucked against my finger.
She climaxed without warning moaning loudly into the room and jerking, her stomach and legs flexing as orgasm raced through her little body and warm, white, cream coating my finger. She laid in place panting for breath for several moments as I showed her the thick fluid my fingers had accumulated. She smiled proudly and began to peel her panties off.
The wet panties landed heavily on the other side of the bed, her bare, pink, cunt was coated with thick creamy fluid that was dripping down her ass. She sat up and got on her knees, her face flushed with pink at the cheeks and ears.
She put her fingers in the waist band of my boxers and started pulling them down. She couldn't get them off past my hips, so I did the honors of pulling them off and tossing them on the floor. She leaned over my waist and took my cock in her mouth, hungrily bobbing, letting her tongue slide along as she did.
Her mouth worked my cock aggressively, making her grunt and squeak as she sucked and lapped, the feeling of her warm cheeks and licks stopping my breath. I put my hand in her curly hair as she sucked and bobbed fucking me with her face for several minutes before sliding her lips up and letting them pop off my tip. She wrapped her little fingers around my shaft and looked at me.
"Liv says you thought I was joking when I wanted to move in," She stroked me and tickled my shaft with her tongue, "think about how much fun you'd have, and much Liv would love having someone to steal you from her whenever you wanted. We could all share one bed and Liv and I could just cuck each other continuously every night making the other watch you fuck them instead."
She watched my face and rubbed my cock against her tongue giggling, "You're so hard, you like it. You like the idea of swapping girls whenever you want." She took me in her mouth and sucked eagerly seeming to relish the sounds I made as her lips tugged at my shaft.
She slid her lips off and returned her hand, "You could watch us play with each other too, you love watching her with girls, I saw your face when she was messing with Amy." She rubbed a finger in precum and lapped it away. "I could wake you up while she's asleep and ride away your morning wood, so she has to spend the day knowing I fucked you first; " she whimpered and resumed sucking aggressively.
Her sweet face was pink with effort and her cute lips formed an easy seal around my shaft as her teenaged mouth bobbed, lavishing my cock with licks and gently pressure. She slid her mouth off and let precum string off my tip, lapping it away until it snapped across her chin and neck. She leaned away and laid on her stomach holding her feet up in the air with her legs apart.
"Come on, fuck me, I need it; " She panted. She looked back, grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling them apart to expose her wet cunt.
I rolled over and crawled to her, teasing her by letting my shaft slide against her ass. She arched her hips impatiently encouraging me to stop. I enjoyed watching and feeling her tight body craving me for several moments before leaning in and shoving my cock into her.
She buried her face in the mattress and screamed as I plunged into her, her cunt was extremely tight, and her walls squeezed my cock. She was small enough that my tip could feel her taper as it got close to her cervix, stopping because my stomach hit her ass. Her knuckles turned white gripping the comforter and she turned around groaning.
Her cunt dripped onto the bed, and she heaved for breath as I started sliding my cock back and forth making her moan low in her chest. I fucked her slowly, building pace as her body accepted it. She was so tight I had to pace myself.
"Fuck me harder; " She moaned.
"You're so tight; "
She heaved and moaned, pushing back, and flaring her hips as I drove my cock into her. Her hand grabbed my wrist, and she buried her face in the mattress to let out another squalling moan. She raised her head and cried, "You're gonna make me cum again; oh fuck; "
I backed my hips away until I was squeezed out. Her cunt was red from being stressed and mixed clear and white fluids were smeared across it, her legs, and coating my cock which pulled thick strings with it. She made a sound of protest and looked back.
"No, keep fucking me, I'm so close."
"Roll over so I can watch you cum."
She rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide and squirming impatiently. I leaned down moving between her open legs and shoved my cock back into her messy cunt. She yelled and threw her head back with the feeling as I pushed my way into her cunt. Her stomach was tight and her legs squeezed my sides as her pink face twisted.
It was easier to fuck harder and my balls slapped against her sticky, slick, ass as I drove myself into her quickly. She held my neck moaning herself red in the face as her cunt clenched tightly around my shaft.
Her body seized and her legs clamped, and she screamed, bucking, and thrashing on the bed. She hung on my body as she shook violently as orgasm tore through her. I felt her cunt fluttering against my shaft as she jerked and twitched through the orgasm fading.
Panting endlessly to catch her breath she pulled my hand to her lips and sucked my middle finger, teething it gently and moving her hips. She slid it from her mouth and panted, "Cum on my face; I want cum on my face; "
She held her knees up and open as I resumed fucking, drilling my cock into her, making her words slur with cries as her mouth hung open. She was clawing into my neck as I fucked her, the little, pale, body tightly clenched and her small breasts shaking.
I put my hand on her face and leaned pushing her head into the mattress as I pulled out, flinging her fluids onto the sheets and climbed over her putting my cock against her lips. She leaned up and sucked and tongued as I rocked myself in and out of her mouth.
After several minutes I grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back as my cock burst, shooting forceful blasts of cum onto her nose, lips and chin. She grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed it on her tongue that hung out letting cum pool before swallowing and sucking until I groaned loudly.
I slid out of her mouth, my cock starting to soften and she pulled cum off her chin with her finger and sucked it clean, "Good girl." I said encouragingly as she wiped more cum into her mouth. She moaned sucking on her finger and I realized her other hand was rubbing herself.
"Fuck I love being used up and decorated like a slut." She whimpered, driving a finger into her cunt, her flat body rolling. Her tongue ran across her lips pulling strings of cum away as she did moaning and licking her finger.
She pulled her finger out and climbed off the bed, her face still splattered with white and gloss. "Thanks for using me up, I feel like a broken toy; I want to be used more," She opened the door and shuffled into the hall, naked and covered in cum where Maggie was coming out of her room in a denim skirt and tank top.
Maggie laughed at the sight, "I told you, he's super easy."
Lizzie went over to Maggie and put her hands on her face and pulled her into a kiss. Maggie seemed surprised but didn't fight back, soon making an effort to pull cum off Lizzie's lips. Lizzie leaned her against the wall reaching under Maggie's skirt who cooed into their kiss, letting her do what she wanted.
Maggie leaned off the wall and grabbed Lizzie's hand, "Come on, I'll get you all cleaned up." She looked at me leading Lizzie into her room and winked before closing the door.
I shook my head, confused, and went back into the guest room to wipe myself down, maybe even shower. Liv came in shortly after, recognizing immediately what had happened and grabbed my naked waist.
"Umm if you keep letting them use you you'll end up doing nothing else." She whispered with a laugh, "That would be just; tragic; "
"Well, I learned my lesson there, I think Lizzie might be crazier than us."
She arched an eyebrow, "Yeah?"
"I made her cum like three times and she got up when I finished and went in with Maggie for more."
She frowned, "And you didn't join them?"
"I wasn't invited." I said with a shrug.
"Well not to worry, I'm sure I can find another sweet, little, pet for us." She said, "Get dressed and lets get dinner. I know you have to be tired and empty by now."
I nodded, "Getting pretty close."
I was very relieved to get to have dinner with just Liv. When she isn't being a wild, out of control, pervert, she's still a one-of-a-kind delight. Even Chinese food and video games are a wonderland experience with her. We finished dinner, showered and spent the night in the guest room, on the small, old TV, playing Halo until it was time for bed, and boy did I knock out.
I have to say, my ideas of parties don't typically involve wild, unprotected, sex with impulsive friends of Liv's; I will say that it's a heck of a lot more fun than watching her open presents and drinking mimosas with my soon to be in laws.
The Rehearsal dinner ends with risky behavior.
The rehearsal dinner went amazing. All of Liv's college friends were there and not one of them divulged all of the depravity that she had drowned us all in since I had met her. Even her sister Maggie, who had been the lynchpin of starting all of it, kept her stories cute and quaint.
Even my roommate kept his stories PG of all the dumb stuff we had done together. Whether he knew of what I had going on when he wasn't around I never found out. He even did me a solid when he ended up going home with Amy. One bullet I didn't have to dodge in desecrating, gross stories.
What did surprise me was what Liv's sister Maggie got away with wearing at the dinner. Liv of course looked stunning in a deep green, silk, dress that made her long red hair seem to burn atop her head. The other women and bridesmaids dressed similarly in elegant gowns and dresses. Maggie, wore a tight, white, cocktail dress with a cut out on one side that teased part of her flat, toned, stomach and hip. I don't know whose attention she wanted, but it took some self-control not to give her mine. If Liv noticed, she didn't show it, and even if she did, I doubt she'd have been bothered.
It was after the dinner had ended and everything was being cleaned that the good behavior began to wind down. After most of the dinner party had left, both sides of parents included, Liv, Maggie and I were the last to leave, so naturally Maggie and Liv polished off a bottle of champaign between them and Maggie began dancing for TikTok.
The ride to the hotel was a familiar experience for me. I was sandwiched between the two and Maggie showed Liv her dance videos, making sure to play back all her slutty moves that showed off her skinny body, toned legs, and Liv commented that, 'I think I saw some booty in that one'. They didn't ask me if I did, which was just fine with me. I didn't want to tell them there one hundred percent was visible ass in one dance.
I didn't like how my fiancée's needy, slutty, younger sister held my thigh when she leaned over, I didn't like how low cut her dress was, and I didn't like the way she was able to move her college girl body on camera, even just dancing.
We got to the hotel and hurried our way to the elevator. The elevator had marble tile, wood paneling along the walls and mirrors along the back wall and mirrored doors and panels at the front. It had been a long day with the rehearsal and dinner, and I was excited to get back to my room and very excited to pull Liv in with me for a long shower.
The door closed for a ride to floor eleven. As soon as the elevator lurched, Maggie draped her arms around me and began swaying and rocking her hips, one hand holding her phone up to film herself as she swayed and rolled her body against me to music playing from her speakers. I didn't matter what I did, she kept contact between us, smiling and laughing, and the mirrors showed me her dainty, body moving.
She ended the video and turned around handing her phone to Liv who laughed and took it, playing another hip hop song I didn't recognize. Maggie reached back grabbing my neck and rocking her hips into mine. Her dress was soft against my pants and her ass was working my lap.
She grabbed my hands with a vicious smile and put them on her sides. I felt the soft, toned skin at the cut away, the other side thin enough that I could feel her body as she grinded into me to the rhythm. She grabbed one of my hands from her side and pulled it up, pushing my palm into her breast, her other hand pulled my face down into a kiss as my stiff cock was pressed into her ass through our clothes.
I heard her pant as I squeezed the breast through her dress and felt her hand leave my face to give her sister the middle finger as she kissed me hotly, her tongue teasing mine. I groped her making her gasp and put my other hand on the front of her hip as she rocked. The music had stopped, and she pulled out of the kiss biting her lip and looking at Liv who was still filming.
"True love, right sis?" she taunted, turning around, and putting her hand on the seat of my pants. Liv ended the video and held the phone with both hands, her face flushed pink.
The door dinged and opened, and Maggie leaned away hurrying out the door as gracefully as she could. Liv hurried after her and I swore to myself, out loud, because it's not easy to walk down the hall of a luxury hotel as hard as Maggie had made me.
I made it to door of the girl's room where Maggie and Liv were waiting. Maggie didn't acknowledge Liv at all, grabbing me at the neck and falling against the wall, kissing me, rolling her body as she pulled me against her. I ran my hand along her leg and thigh, and she breathed into our kiss, jerking as my fingers teased her.
She pulled out of the kiss and bit my neck, her hand stroking my pants before turning to Liv, "Open the door."
Liv reached into her purse, fumbling for her wallet and opened the door with the keycard. Maggie leaned off the wall and pushed through the door into the room, pulling me with her by my belt. Liv was looking down as I was dragged into the room. I almost thought she was going to leave but she followed us in.
Maggie pulled me to the bed and pushed me onto it, jumping onto me, straddling my hips. She leaned over and started kissing me, making noises as she dragged her hips against me, her ass silhouetted by her dress as she kissed and rocked.
She pulled away from my lips and kissed my neck, unbuttoning my shirt as she went, "I want to put on my slutty clubbing outfit and fuck you on sis' wedding dress."
"I bet you're a little sex object in that outfit." She laughed and nibbled my ear before swinging her leg off me and going to her bag. She fished around in the suitcase until she'd collected everything she wanted and pranced into the bathroom to change.
I looked around and saw Liv sitting in a chair on the far side of the room and got up, she was fidgeting with her cuticles and looked up when I came over, "I hope your sister is as hot in her clubbing outfit as she is in that dress."
"It's a wild outfit." She said quietly.
"How could I say no to her in a slutty clubbing outfit, you saw how hot she is already." I said touching Liv's chin. "Where's your dress?"
"It's in the closet." She said in a meek, emotionless tone.
I opened the closet and found the dress. It was a sleeveless white gown that was going to cling to her trim frame and hang loose at the knee. Lace on top of a sweetheart neckline, it was very expensive. As much as I wanted to feed her fetish, I was not excited about the potential for damaging it.
I draped the dress onto the bed and flattened it out, "You're going to look great in this tomorrow."
"Thanks," She said.
"I hope we don't get anything on it, you know how messy she can be." I looked at her, "You can watch if you want but no part of this is going to be decent or respectful. I mean she is one hot bitch, I'm going to wear her out."
Liv looked like she was going to reply but Maggie had stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing a red-green plaid skirt that was flush with her tight waist and exposed her hips. It was pleated like a uniform skirt but was only about ten and a half inches long, the hem hanging at her upper thighs. Below were red stockings that came up to her knee, and on top she wore a cropped black sweater that showed off her flat, evenly tanned, tummy and hugged her chest.
She came skipping out of the bathroom to me and wrapped her arms around my neck playfully. I put my hands on her waist, feeling the soft skin of her taught stomach and sides as she kissed my neck feeling my chest where my shirt hung open.
She pulled out of the kiss and gave me a pouty look, "Where's what I want?" She asked running her hand over my pants, "I want it back."
She turned around and rocked her ass into me, grinding and swishing her skirt looking back at me and giggling as she felt me stiffen to rock hard against her. I reached up and grabbed one of her breasts. It was soft under the sweater, and she moaned as I groped her braless chest.
"I bet I could make you cum like this." She giggled grinding on me through her skirt, "You love my ass."
I reached around to her leg and ran my fingers up her thigh, and she panted and pushed against me as I teased her again, keeping one hand firmly feeling her breast. My fingers made it under the hem of the skirt feeling where her leg met her body and she shuddered.
She was clinging to my neck as I explored her body with my hands and moaned through her bit lip as I dragged my finger over her damp thong. My fingers became wet immediately as I rubbed her making her squirm and cry against me. She was pushing her hips back as I toyed with her helpless body for several moments before pulling my hand from under her skirt.
She wheeled around on her barefeet and began grabbing at my belt, pulling it open and fumbling with my pants, her green eyes were lit like embers as she tugged down the zipper before yanking my slacks and boxers down in one pull.
"Want me to suck your cock daddy?"
I didn't answer and instead grabbed her blonde hair and pushed her to her knees. She groaned in pain as I did before rubbing her nose and face on my exposed cock. She licked and kissed my shaft and tip playfully, taking her time all while looking up at me with her big green eyes before wrapping her pouty lips around me and sucking.
She looked up and dragged her tongue across me up to the tip where she tickled it back and forth, "Your cock tastes so clean, is my dumb sister not fucking you enough? I keep my boyfriend's cock polished, any girl who gets his pants off is going to taste my cunt on him."
"You have a boyfriend?" I panted as she bobbed and tugged on my cock, her ass almost visible under her skirt as she leaned over on her knees.
She laughed around my shaft and slowly pulled her mouth up, "Umm do you want me to stop? Does knowing you're getting your cock sucked by the girl some poor boy somewhere loves so much turn you off?"
I gasped as she took me in her mouth and sucked gently and steadily, watching my face as her tongue slid back and forth along my shaft and tip, flaring her hips, "It does, actually. I don't; " I stammered, "want to hurt this guy."
She slid her mouth away and laughed, she ran a finger under my tip and pulled away a thick string of precum that she licked off, "Umm, you don't but your cock does." She grabbed me with her small fingers and stroked the slick shaft, playing with precum that dripped out as she did.
She stood up slowly and leaned in close to me, still stroking as she looked up at me, "You must have no heart, letting your fiancée's younger sister do this to you, cheating on my boyfriend with me." She leaned up and dragged her tongue over my neck and laughed in my ear. She bit her lip, unbuttoning my shirt so it hung open and pulled it off my shoulders. I pulled the shirt away and dropped it. She smirked up at me, "Come on, make me a home wrecker on your bareback cock."
She pushed on my bare chest, so I fell onto the bed, sitting on Liv's dress, and climbed into my lap. I felt her wet panties dragging along my shaft as she kissed me heatedly, holding my neck in a tight grip. She was panting and gasping as her hips dragged along me and my hand groped her chest through her sweater. She laughed in my ear and started climbing off me.
"Where are you going?" I panted, watching her go to her purse.
"If Liv has to watch, then Cody should have to listen." She said with a laugh before hurrying back to the bed. She pushed me onto my back, climbing into my lap with her phone and scrolling contacts.
"Oh no, no way I am not-" I protested, but she put a finger to my lips with a smile that faded as she started dragging her hips back and forth.
"Hey babe," she said in a breathy, chirpy voice as she stroked me. "Yeah it was great, we're just getting ready to get drinks afterward. She bit her lip hiding how good my shaft felt through her underwear. She leaned over and grabbed my hand pulling it to her chest and squeezing my fingers. Her breath caught and she bit her lip again to stifle the moan.
"What do you think I should wear?" She asked looking at me as her panties made slick noises against me. She giggled to hide another moan as I dragged a finger over her nipple through the cloth, feeling a hot rush on my shaft as she soaked through the cotton more.
"No way, that outfit is way too slutty, I only show my ass off to you babe. Umm; " A whimper slipped through, and she blushed, covering her mouth. "No, I'm just getting ready a little drunk and lost my balance."
She leaned back, supporting herself on my leg, moving her hips so I had to watch her flat, tanned stomach, taught legs, and the skirt that hugged her hips as I felt the slick cotton clinging to her slide along me. Her ploy worked and I gave in, running my fingers down her midriff, past the skirt and across her legs. She closed her eyes as I did, making empty sounds of acknowledgement to the phone.
I leaned her over and she rolled onto the bed, laying on her back. Her legs laid flat on the bed, laying partially on the dress and I rolled over dragging fingers up her thighs making her whimper into her palm and shudder. I let my finger push into her soaked underwear and roll her slick clit in the fabric. She squeezed her eyes shut, gasping, and crying into her palm, holding the phone away as I rubbed her.
She put the phone back to her face, "Umm, no babe, I told you I'm getting ready; ah; it's hard to hold a phone and put on jeans; " She said trying to sound casual as my finger slowly wound her little body into a tighter and tighter frenzy.
Her face was pink and pulled into an expression of urgent desperation. Suddenly she slammed the phone on the bed and moaned into her palm, squirming forcefully in place, her hips bucking and her body jerking as she climaxed against my finger. She panted, whimpering for several long minutes. She picked the phone up, trying to sound composed, "Sorry, I dropped my phone in my bag and couldn't find it." She said laughing awkwardly.
I pushed on her side, and she rolled over, I moved so she could lay on her stomach on top of the wedding dress, "What are you doing tonight, sweetie?" She said playfully closing her eyes as I felt her ass through her skirt before feeling her exposed thigh below it. I reached up under the skirt cupping her ass before slipping a finger under the thin strip of fabric and pushing my finger between her cheeks.
She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and tried to keep her voice steady, "Umm hmm, that sounds like a lot of fun. I wish I could hop on and play with you."
My finger found her asshole and I felt it, rubbing back and forth. She moved her hips against my hand until I pushed my finger in, so I was a knuckle deep. She covered her mouth and squealed as I teased her ass by wiggling.
She squirmed and cried into her hand as her boyfriend gave her his evening plans. I pulled my finger out and climbed onto my knees and straddled her, sticking my cock between her legs and dragging my tip over her panties. She kept her mouth covered trying to keep her composure.
"Ok babe; Umm; I have to go my friend is about to; come."
I fished around between her legs pulling the thong to the side and pushed my cock against her slick folds. She strained into her hand, her face flushing red. Watching her try and gain her composure, I put my tip at her opening and started pushing in. She shoved the phone into the bed and buried her face in the blanket to moan. She lifted her head groaning low in her throat as my cock slid in and out of her wet cunt steadily.
She was just as tight and slick as always, her body hugging my cock, trying to feel every stroke of it. She cried gripping the comforter, bracing against the bed beneath her, knees unable to get traction on Liv's dress. She picked the phone up, digging teeth into her bottom lip and panted into it.
"Hey sweetie.. Umm ah; I have to go I'm being Umm stuffed into an elevator; ahhh they didn't even let me shower before stuffing me." She put the phone to her shoulder and panted, her cunt flushed again getting wetter, squeezing me before she put the phone back up, "I love you, I'll send you ahhh; pictures later ok? Umm bye; " she hit the red button hanging up the call.
Once she had dropped the phone, I reached up and grabbed her hair, yanking it back. She shrieked, pushing her ass back to me as I fucked her under her skirt, I gripped her hair in my fist and hissed at her, "You loved that you fucking slut."
She moaned and swore, "Fuck! You've wanted a piece of this ass all night."
I grabbed her shoulder and pulled, she struggled to her hands and knees, spreading her legs. Her ass cheeks peeked out from her skirt and her sweater showed her slender, flexing back and hips as I drilled into her. I leaned over, pulling her head to one side with her hair and bit her shoulder. She flexed in pain and groaned, "Does your boyfriend know you give it away to anyone who checks you out?" I asked grabbing her ass as I did.
"Only to stupid assholes who spend all night staring at it" she moaned, "Umm Cody insists on condoms, so I don't get pregnant; but I crave the feeling of bare cock." She looked back at me with a wicked smirk as I hammered her from behind.
I grabbed her hair and held it so she was facing me, neck wrenched backward, "You're not on birth control?"
She didn't answer, just laughed through strained and hoarse moans and licked her lips with a drunk smirk. I let go of her hair roughly and she laughed again, raising up on her knees and grabbing my neck, arching her back into me. She gasped back to me, "Now all I think about is fucking,"
"You crazy bitch." I snapped, but she laughed back.
"Doesn't it feel so good though?" She groaned and grabbed the dress in her fist, "Fuck I'm gonna cum; " Her voice shuddered at the end and her whole body shook violently. Her cunt clamped down and fluttered and every muscle in her lean body flexed and clenched as climax raced through her. She yelled and moaned, gasping and heaving through the climax until she gained control of herself.
I slapped her ass with a loud pop, and she gasped. She rested on her elbows, catching her breath before sitting up and pulling her sweater off over her head so her full breasts bounced free. She pulled away and turned around so her sleek, young, body was on display, "Lay down."
I did, laying on my back across the dress. She reached under her skirt and slid her thong down her legs and pulled it off her ankles before climbing over me, straddling my hips. She pushed her cunt into my shaft and dragged it back and forth to tease me. She whimpered at the feeling as she stroked me with her messy folds.
She leaned over and kissed me, grinding aggressively, making sticky sounds as she did, panting and crying into her kiss. She pulled away from my mouth kissing my neck as I held her ass and fondled her breast. She panted in my ear, "Let's make a baby for Cody; "
I felt her hands on my cock rubbing my tip against her, "I'm not cumming in you." I said unsteadily.
"I don't care, that just means I can cum as many times as I want. But you will, you can't help it." She pushed my tip into her, moaning as it slid in, pushing apart her tight walls. She gripped my shoulders crying at the feeling of my cock filling her body.
"Fuck!" She screamed as my cock dug into her tight body, "Fuck; ugh cock feels so good." She rocked back, my cock buried in her cunt as deep as it would go. She put her hands on my stomach and started fucking, stroking me with her tight, wet, grip and moaning loudly.
I put my hand on her neck, pulling her down and leaning up to take one of her breasts in my mouth and tease it with my tongue. She moaned grabbing my hair as I did. I rolled and toyed with her nipple in my mouth, gripping her neck and ass as she cried and struggled against how the feeling took away her control.
"Fuck I think I'm gonna cum again," She fucked me faster, her breasts shaking, her face and body starting to sweat. She was bucking her hips forcefully as she railed herself on my cock. She was screaming and moaning uncontrollably, "Fuck yes, fucking shit, ugh, fuck me I can't stop! Daddy I'm cumming!"
She threw her head back and shrieked again, her whole body convulsing as climax ripped across her, her dainty, tight, body clenching and seizing on top of me. She panted for several moments, her voice going hoarse before she started rocking her hips again, groaning roughly and jerking with sensitivity. "I can't stop, fuck I need more; " she panted.
Raking a nest of blonde hair from her face she started fucking quickly again, her cunt smearing my stomach and hips as she bucked, her screaming and moaning lower from her strained voice, but her sleek body flexing in place as her cunt started chewing my cock again.
I grabbed her shoulder and gasped, "I'm gonna cum soon; "
She smiled and laughed through a moan and my chest tightened when I felt her legs squeeze me, I pushed on her hip but she kept rocking, stroking my aching cock, tightening the pressure that threatened behind it with each stroke.
"Get off I'm; I'm gonna cum; "
She groaned with frantic lust and shook her head smiling.
"Get off, get off of me; " I said desperately trying to pull her off at the ribs. She leaned forward pinning my back and shoulders to the bed, her thighs squeezing to keep herself steady as she fucked me.
"I'm gonna cum, get.. get off; " I said in a helpless pant unable to move her, my fingers slipping on her sweaty body.
She shook her head laughing and moaning, "Cum in me, feed my hungry cunt." She panted
"Cody, you're not; it's not; I can't; " I groaned.
"But you're going to." She moaned.
"Stop; I; " I panted putting a hand on her stomach. I suddenly wrenched under her with a groan as my cock erupted blasting jet after jet of cum. She gasped and pushed down as I emptied into her with thick, successive, bursts, until it started to leak out down my shaft.
She whimpered and smiled, running her hands over her breasts and down her stomach laughing as I jerked and shook under her. She put her hand on her abdomen, looking down at it, "There's so much, its hot, I can feel it in me."
She leaned over and started kissing me, her tongue playing with mine, her hips moving, teasing out all of my climax as my balls and hips started to become sticky with seed that was running out of her.
She kissed and squirmed until I pulled her face away, "Get off me you crazy bitch." She laughed and patted my face rolling off me onto the bed. I watched her run a finger through her draining cunt and suck cum from it before rubbing herself more and moaning.
Maggie rolled over and unzipped the back of her skirt letting it fall open so she was naked, her tan, slender body exposed on the bed as thick, white, cum ran down her folds onto the duvet. She looked at me and wagged her hips smiling, "Fuck me again, I know you can."
"You just made me cum in you totally unprotected you psycho no way."
She laughed at me and wiggled her hips again, "Umm I did, and there's so much. Can't change that now, come on, fuck me some more. You can spank me for being a bad girl."
"You're an idiot." I snapped.
She kept giggling and crawled over to where I was sitting up. I didn't realize I was stiff again until her hand slid down my messy shaft. She held it, stroking gently, "It's so hard again."
Her hand slipped off and her head dropped so she was resting on her elbows, tongue tickling under my tip, as she licked and teased it. "My poor boyfriend has no idea I've been pumped full of cum, and I still can't help from sucking cock."
She wrapped her mouth around me and started bobbing, stroking my shaft with her fingers as she tugged with her lips. She sucked, lashing me with her tongue and I gave in, holding her head down making her choke and gag as my other hand groped her breast, cupping, and toying with it.
She leaned up letting spit fall from her lips and smiled at me with her tongue hanging out. She walked on her hands and knees leaning on her elbows and wiggling her hips as she looked back at me. "Come on daddy, rough up my insides and put handprints on my ass again."
I moved onto the bed and swatted her ass with a harsh pop. She groaned and arched her back, her cunt squeezing cum onto the bed. I hit her again and she cried leaning over and biting the blanket. I climbed behind her and dragged my shaft back and forth against her messy, cum draining, cunt and she moaned pushing against me.
I leaned back and pushed back into her, and her body seized with a loud moan. I slid in quickly, cum dripping onto the bed as I pushed as far in as I could go. She was heaving and moaning as I started to fuck, her tight body clenching with each thrust. It wasn't long before I was hammering her, drilling my cock into her hard, pulling her hair and slapping her ass with hard swings.
She was screaming and her body was slick with sweat as I pummeled her, her ass slapping against me, a red splotch forming where I kept spanking her. Her crying and yelling stopped and I forced her face into the mattress holding her down as her body shook as she came. I heard her muffled screams from the blanket.
I felt myself getting close again and yanked out of her, flinging more fluid onto the bed. With a tight grip, I dragged her back toward the edge until her head nearly hung off the bed and stood over her face. Her face looked lost, drunk, and she ran her face through the slick mess on my shaft before I pushed my cock into her mouth
She obediently laid still as I fucked her mouth steadily, holding her slender throat, watching her breasts shake gently until I was losing control. I grabbed her head with on hand, and pulled my cock free, groaning as cum shot onto her face, chin, and neck. She licked my shaft from beneath and held my cock with her hand as I dumped burst after burst onto her face.
Maggie laughed weakly running her fingers through the mess on her nose and cheek and sucking it off, "I might dump Cody and just fuck you instead. You're my favorite plaything." She laughed again and licked her lips, still playing with the fresh cum. "I think it's pretty clear you'll fuck me whenever I want."
She rolled her head toward the chairs on the other side of the room where Liv had watched in utter silence, "Hey sis, come clean me up. I can't be sticky tomorrow for your wedding."
Liv got up and came over, still in her dress and climbed onto the bed. On hands and knees to one side of Maggie she leaned over and started licking her neck from her collarbones to her jaw in long laps. Her thick red hair clung to Maggie's sweaty body and stuck to the cum sprayed across it as she dragged her tongue up and down her neck and then her jaw and cheeks cleaning them.
As Liv worked to lick her sister clean, Maggie spread her legs and began rubbing herself, moaning and whimpering beneath her sister. Liv didn't react, dragging the tip of her tongue over Maggie's moaning lips pulling cum away. Maggie, still whimpering opened her mouth and let her tongue flick against Liv's making her share the cum she was cleaning.
Maggie held Liv's face in place, kissing her hotly, their tongues tangling for several moments as Maggie moaned louder below her until Liv pulled away to begin cleaning the rest of Maggie's face. Maggie pulled her fingers up and dragged them down her chest and through her cleavage leaving a trail of mixed fluids, and laughed, "You missed a spot, don't be lazy."
Liv moved down and dragged her tongue through her sister's cleavage, the point of her tongue licking up everywhere Maggie had smeared the mess. Maggie was fingering herself and moaning, giggling between pleasured cries as her sister cleaned her.
"Better clean my insides too." Maggie said absent mindedly. Liv moved her face, leaning between her legs and began licking the mess that covered Maggie's cunt. Maggie moaned quietly and groped her breast as her sister licked her with long, steady, licks.
She looked at me and laughed, "I guess she's good for something."
Liv's tongue dug into her folds pulling away all of the cum and fluid as she lapped up everything that had fallen out. Maggie was squirming in place. She moaned loudly when Liv shoved her tongue into her and started pulling cum out of her.
She grabbed Liv's hair and pulled, "Ugh, rollover if you want it that bad."
Liv did, rolling onto her back and Maggie straddling her face, pushing her cunt into her sister's mouth. Liv pushed her tongue back against her cunt and began licking again, making Maggie groan and grab her knees, "Fuck, Liv, you're going to make me cum."
Liv didn't respond, her tongue making wet noises as she did her best to pull all the cum out of her sister's body and eat it from under her. Maggie's hips rolled and her face was red. She grabbed her breast again and pulled on it, groaning and rocking against her sister's face.
"Holy shit, I'm gonna cum; " She gasped, she panted unsteadily for several moments and then yelled, her tan body shaking in place, her legs quivering as climax shot through her. Her mouth hung open as she lost control, eventually falling onto her hands and knees to get away from Liv's lips.
She started laughing, raking blonde hair from her face when her phone lit up. She picked it up, clearing her throat, "Hello? Yeah hey, I can absolutely come out I was just; getting cleaned up. Sure, I'll finish and Uber there. Sweet see you soon." She hung up and started climbing off the bed. Without saying anything she went into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving Liv and I alone.
I had watched Maggie leave so I didn't see Liv, crawl to the edge of the bed. She craned out her neck and began tonguing my tip timidly. I looked down as her hair, messy and hanging in her face tried to hide what she was doing. I moved closer and she wrapped her mouth around me and started sucking, her tongue working to clean all of the mess from Maggie off my shaft. She pulled her mouth off me and leaned down running her tongue over my balls licking them with long strokes.
I put my hand on her chin and she lifted, wrapping her mouth around me, and sucking again. I grabbed her head and pulled her face down and she gagged drool falling from her lips as I fucked her mouth aggressively for several moments. When I slowed to a gentler pace she grabbed my hips and shoved her face forward forcing herself to gag again, jamming my cock into her throat.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum; " I gasped trying to pull away. She groaned, gripping my hips strongly and fighting me as I tried back away. She kept pushing her face down until she gagged and choked driving her mouth on to me violently, spit dripping onto the bed.
I let out a moan as the climax she'd forced out of me began dumping cum into her throat. She gagged, spitting cum and drool out onto her chin and the bed before sealing her mouth, coaxing the rest out and drinking it out of me.
She slid her mouth off slowly and used her finger to pull cum from her chin to her mouth before leaning up on her knees and pulling me into a kiss. She kissed me gently for several moments before pulling away, her face pink from gagging and heavy with shame.
"Sorry I took some cum, you probably wanted to save it for when Maggie came out."
I ran my finger through the mess on her face and put it to her lips. She took my finger and sucked it clean, "You always get first dibs on anything that comes out of me."
"You can make a baby with Maggie if you want, she probably will knock up really fast."
"I am not doing any more damage to her boyfriend than I already did." I said moving her hair.
She smirked, "I hope she names her babies after you."
"You're clearly still drunk, and need to get to sleep, we have to get married tomorrow."
"My husband and her daddy; " She said laughing. I ignored her and started trying to unzip her dress but she pulled my hands away.
"I'll sleep in this, so you don't try and do me before we're properly married. I'm a good girl." She laughed again and crawled back onto the bed flopping down.
"Suit yourself," I carefully picked up her dress and hung it back up in the closet. Maggie came out moments later in a revealing cocktail dress and left without saying anything. "She is going to leave a stain on everything she sits on in that dress."
"A you stain." Liv said in a lazy voice, and with that, she knocked out. She hadn't seemed that drunk or tired, but my best guess was that she'd had a few fingers busy watching Maggie and I, and wore herself out. Tomorrow we were getting married, and then I was going to wear out that crazy ginger like a teenager's softest sock and wear her around without a wash. If that sounds gross, it was her wording when we were planning the wedding.
The Nuptuals
Our wedding day was a fairytale. I have had recurring nightmares that Liv would get cold feet the morning of and flee to Canada like a high school graduate whose draft number had been called. But she didn't. Bridesmaids told me throughout the morning and afternoon that everything was taking too long; she'd get married with her hair like a crow's nest if it went faster.
The ceremony was beautiful, and so was she. As though she ever isn't. We had picked cleverly for her dress, strapless, white silk with a good amount of sheen to it so it stood out from her porcelain skin with a tight-fitting silhouette with a laced, flared, hemline. It was a simple dress with just a touch of preciousness. Her copper hair was tangled in a delicate knot of braids down her back, and against the white, could have been a campfire strung between her shoulders.
At the reception, our table had a reserved bottle of Jack Daniels No. 7, which we polished off half of over dinner and dancing and I was not well behaved as a result. Through the spins, dips, and sways of the dance floor, I think I copped more feels than I had through our relationship, with clothes on, anyway.
Liv intoxicated quickly as the night went on to the point that I signaled to my best man that we were going to head to our hotel and prompted her to change. We had agreed to be coy with our exit and leave the wedding in pajamas. We thought it was cute.
We headed to the bathrooms while the room was still raucous with partiers, and I went into the men's but was startled by being pushed in from behind. I turned around to see Liv locking the door and turning back her red hair having long since fallen out of its delicate setting, now a weaving, fraying mess like it normally was.
She came over to me, prancing on bare feet and fell into me, pushing me against the sink counter. She put her hand on my pants and rubbed, kissing me aggressively, her tongue forcing itself against mine. I could taste whiskey on her lips and smell it as she accosted me with her kiss and hands. She rubbed me steadily and then began pulling at my belt and pants.
"Whoa, Liv, I think this is what the hotel and pajamas are for, remember?"
She bit my lip, "Shut up, this is my cock now and I want to play with it."
My pants fell, the belt clinking loudly on the tile floor before I felt her hands slip past my boxers and grab my shaft. She stroked me, kissing and biting my neck and panting in my ear. Her soft hands worked me steadily and I had to fight to keep a clear head.
"You are very drunk, and this is actually very illegal, and people are waiting for us to come out changed."
She bit my neck and I squalled, she laughed and kissed where she'd bit me, "I wanted to make you cum on the dance floor, but you just had to be romantic."
"Liv, people are waiting and probably listening; " I protested, she ignored me, yanking down my boxers and turning around pinning me against the counter and leaning back so she could hold my neck while grinding her ass against my exposed shaft.
She yanked at the neckline of her dress pulling it down with her bra, so her breasts started to emerge over the top, her pink nipples just over the white fabric. She grabbed my palm and pushed it into the exposed flesh and laughed as she rocked her hips.
"I want to wear cum to the limo," She panted, "It's mine, gimmie cum."
She slid down to the floor and turned around on her knees looking up. She grabbed my cock before I could move and started to lick it, looking up at me, her face curtained by her now disheveled red hair. She dragged her tongue up and down my cock laughing before putting her mouth around it and sucking. She bobbed her head aggressively, making noises in her throat as my cock punched uncomfortably far back. I held her hair as she tugged on my shaft, sliding her sweet pink lips up and down, her tongue stroking the underside of my cock as her mouth moved.
"Liv," I said trying to keep my voice steady, "We can; finish this in the limo, in the room, but walking out to everyone with cum on you is a terrible idea."
She ignored me again, sliding her mouth down until she choked for several seconds before wrenching her head back and gasping for breath. She stroked my shaft looking up at me with a sweating, drunk, smile. She hung her tongue from her lips and dragged my tip across it laughing. I tried to scoot away but she wrapped her mouth around me and started sucking.
I can't hide anything from Liv, especially an impending orgasm. She could feel the tension in my cock and my body starting to tighten for lost control. I pulled out of her mouth but she held me in her hand, stroking me and rubbing the underside of my tip with her nose and tongue. She was whispering and laughing, "Yes, come on, cover me, paint my face; " She giggled, tickling my shaft before dragging her nose and lips up and down.
I groaned hard, as quietly as I could as my cock shot a thick burst of cum onto her face. She mercilessly stroked me, licked me, forcing groans from me as shot after shot splattered onto her face, her chin, nose and lips, running down her neck and speckling her hair. She panted and laughed with satisfaction, holding her face under my tip until it stopped dripping.
She was completely coated, cum dripped off her chin and ran in thick streams down her neck, forming white gobs on her face that stringed when she ran her fingers through them to lick off. She was whimpering and sucking cum from her fingers on the floor while I hurried to get paper towels to clean her up.
I pulled her to her feet and tried to wipe her face off, she laughed offering no help, instead trying to kiss my neck, and kiss me, smearing cum on her exposed breasts. With a great deal of work I got enough of her cleaned to look like she'd been crying, she'd done a fair amount anyway, and fixed myself up enough to ask for our travel outfits, which the my best man handed me with a suspicious expression.
I got Liv's dress off and hung it over a stall door, babysitting the process of getting the white pajamas with rubber ducks on her. She was supposed to keep the bra, but refused it like a child being offered vegetables. Finally, she was dressed, and her face was clean enough that if we hurried to the car, no one should be any the wiser.
To be continued in part 7, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.