CHAPTER 2- Brandon Mating
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Brandon's P.O. V
Five minutes left before my wife gets here. I press the button to restart the video and I was hard already. Her moans always manage to get me rock hard. I sit down on the couch stroking myself slowly as I watched the video.
I imagined myself in the situation as I gripped my length and pumping fast. "OOHH!"
I stopped myself and stroked my harden d**k so slow it was tormenting, just like my wife's skillful mouth.
From the people I used to f**k, my wife is on the top 10 list. Top ten? Yeah, I’ve dated and f****d a lot because that is life for me. A combination from women to men. My wife was number 2, this one kid name Stephen was oohh so amazing in college (he was a teacher's aide, needed help and turns out he was gay) and man oh man did our adventures began. I've met Linda after one of our buddies recommended me to meet her. Stephen knew how to take a c**k well enough. He was our school slut that no other slut can beat. He was everything for the type of guy he was: timid at first then loose. He was just a few inches shorter than me, with red/pink dyed hair and stunning hazel eyes. He was my slut though, mine, f*****g him whenever he or I or even both were wanting to have a bust. He had such a cute butt and a nice body. But his fantasy never ceases to amaze me.
Dog slave
Cum dumpster
Blow jobs
Gang bangs
Man can I keep him forever?
I hadn't realized I was thinking and m**********g about him then I heard the door open and close. "Brandon I'm-.... what the hell are you doing?"
"Sweetie, you're home." I glanced at her and continue to stroke myself, "Thought I'd give you a massage with your favorite toy."
She groaned and looked exhausted, "Not now Brandon." She walked to the kitchen.
"Oh, come on, you know you love it." I stood up and head to the kitchen as well, holding my rod with my left.” I miss your mouth. -"
"Brandon please dress you- where the hell is Becky?"
"Sleeping, so you and I can f**k our brains out." I said being straight forward because I really wanted to bust a nut.
"Brandon please...I'm tired, mad, and hungry."
"Eat a cucumber then." I smirked and she blushed, got her.
She faced the sink and I grabbed her hips pulling her against me, "See how hard I am? You can't say no to this, can you?" I whisper against her ear and pull up her dress, gasping, "No underwear?" I spread her legs and began to grind against her p***y. She gasped and whimpered, her hands gripping the kitchen sink, "B-Brandon please..."
"Why are you wearing spandex but no underwear huh? Were you m**********g in your office while thinking of me f*****g you? Huh? Tell me, slut, was it?"
"Y... ye..." she stuttered, and I pulled away, leaning against the counter, "You still want this? I can ask Becky if she can bust me while you sleep-"
"No!" she whined, and turned around, "You and I both know how much we want to try this experiment but not right now...please...Daddy."
I smirked and looked down at my throbbing, aching c**k, "Well..." i look up at her beautiful, stunning blue eyes, "What are you waiting for, baby girl?"
Tired my ass.
She got on her knees and started kitty licking my c**k, I sighed in relief and groaned when I felt her mouth on it. It was like another v****a in service.
I ran my hand through her soft, freed red hair and guided her onto it. She opened her mouth and I slid in my c**k, then out, teasing her. I smirked as she whimpered, and I decided to just f**k her since I myself want to release.
I inserted my c**k and started thrusting my hips as I placed my hands in her hair.
"Yeah, you miss this c**k, didn't you?" I groaned out from the pleasure.
She responded with a wanton moan, making me thrust faster that my balls were smacking her chin.
They were moments where I moaned loudly and I thrust and stopped, unloading myself in her mouth. My mouth was opened as I moaned, my d**k throbbing. I slowly pull my c**k out of her and watched as I did so, lightly tracing her plump dark pink lips. I watch her swallow me c*m and she stood up, "Now, I'm tired." She admits, panting.
I panted as well, "After this." And I bend down, wrapping my arms around her waist and easily picking her up over my shoulder. She yelped, her hands on my shoulders, "What the hell are you doing?"
I smack her bubbly butt and she yelped again, "Shut it, I'm returning the favor."
I walked to the living and laid her over the arm rest of the couch, her head on the cushion where Becky and I f****d.
I kneel in front of her p***y and I trailed her black stockings, "Look at you, all wet for me." I took her short heels and stockings, revealing her shaven, wet p***y. I chuckled and leaned forward, licking her clit slowly tasting her salty yet sweet juice.
"B-Brandon~" she moans.
"Ssh, you don't want Becky hearing us, do you?" I smirk and used my middle finger to circle her clit, fast. Linda covered her mouth with her hands, and I continue, lowering my finger and inserting it in, making her hips buck. I loved teasing her.
I thrust my fingers fast as I licked and sucked her clit. She was whimpering and squirming that after a short time I felt her squeeze my fingers and squirted. Damn that was f*****g hot!
I pulled out my fingers and licked her delicious juices off.
"Are you tired now?" I ask and when I looked at her, she was already sleeping.
Fuck, man.
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