Initiation

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It was summer when Melody took my virginity and we spent the next 2 weeks locked in my bedroom doing nothing but fucking.

School was out. We had no jobs. Rent was paid. We had nothing else to do.

Just.

Fucking.

So I should’ve known when Mel invited me to join her at the home of Rugby and Bristol, a married couple 20 years our senior, that something naughty was afoot.

Melody gave me no warning.

But before I knew it, all four of us were in a hot tub and the girls were topless, both pair of their amazingly large tits bobbing at the bubbly surface.

“Don’t you like Bristol’s tits,” Melody plainly asked.

I did. Greatly.

Bristol was 40 but could have easily been a decade younger. Thick, but not overweight, pale skinned and brunette. She reminded me of that sexy British lady chef I’ve always wanted to fuck.

“She’ll let you touch them,” encouraged Rugby, referring to Bristol’s glorious boobs.

I looked at Melody. She looked back at me like she does when she wants to get fucked.

Bristol stood up a bit, her tits rising above the steamy surface. I took a tit in each hand and lifted them up. They were so full. So heavy.

I could feel Melody moving in closer and feeling for my cock to see if I was hard.

I was.

Then she took one of Bristol’s tits from my hand and placed her mouth on it, sucking at her nipple deeply.

And there it was. My new girlfriend, the girl who only 15 days before tool my virginity, sucking the tit of a 40 year old right in front of me, my own hand still groping her other.

“Kiss her,” Rugby’s voice suggest across from us.

I lean in and kiss Bristol. She moans into my mouth.

We kiss a bit more but I eventually break away and join Melody in sucking Bristol’s tits.

I can feel her pulling her bottoms off.

Melody follows suit.

I do the same. The hot water felt great on my stiff bare dick.

“Suck Melody’s tits now,” Rugby commanded.

And we obeyed.

Melody was very vocal as we suckled her thick nipples. My loud girl was even louder.

“Left her up on the deck.”

We did.

Bristol followed her up, still kissing Mel and her tits as I positioned myself between her two legs which dangled down into the tub.

I was surprised to find her pussy so incredibly soaked on the inside. It was obvious Melody was getting off on this so hard and it turned me on how highly she was aroused.

I dove into her pussy and licked away at Mel with a devoted fever. In our two weeks together I had learned quickly how she licked to be eaten out and I had her cumming in no time.

Melody screamed her orgasm into a muffled kiss with Bristol. It was a sound I loved immediately and would grow to crave.

“Now do that to my wife”

Bristol and Melody exchanged places giggling. And I proceeded to eat Bristol’s pussy as her husband watched and as my new gal sucked at her tits.

Bristol tasted divine.

I slid two fingers deeply inside her four-decade old cunt and flicked away at her g-spot as my tongue rapidly swirled around her stiff clit.

Bristol erupted into a shaking wet orgasm against my face. I showed no mercy and only licked her harder, fingered her deeper.

Her orgasms also muffled, but not by a kiss of the mouth. By Melody’s tit that was dangling into our lover’s mouth.

“Your turn, Will.” Rugby looked at me. “Let him have it girls.”

All 3 of us were now laying on the wooden deck of the jacuzzi. I was on my back looking down at my cock disappearing inside of Bristol’s married mouth.

Fuck she was good.

Bristol’s stellar blow job was heightened by the addition of Melody kissing and licking my balls and under them.

2 mouths on my cock and balls. Motherfucker. A single mouth would never feel the same.

And then it happened.

Before I even know it, Bristol is pulling me out of her mouth and climbing on top of me. In another second she is mounting my dick.

Only my 2nd pussy ever, my second fuck a mere 2 weeks after my first and in the presence of her husband and my girlfriend.

And she’s great.

Bristol’s pussy feels as fine as it tasted and this woman…

Knew.

How. To. Fuck.

“Do you want to cum inside my wife,” I hear Rugby ask.

And before I could answer, I was.

In buckets.

Feverishly, Mel pushes her off me and pins her down on the deck, face down in her sex, eating away at Bristol’s cunt as my fresh hot cum oozes out of her fuck-worn pussy.

While Mel is licking her, Rugby finally gets out of the tub and moves over to the girls.

His cock is gigantic. At least a foot and thick as fuck.

He drops to his knees at Melody’s ass and enters her pussy with ease.

She barely flinches and takes his monstrous cock fully inside her with pleasure as she licks away at Bristol.

Rugby is pumping her good and hard.

Bristol cums from Mel’s skilled licking.

Rugby screams Melody’s name as he fucks her even harder, gripping her hair and smacking her ass roughly as he plows her.

He’s a goner within a minute.

My girlfriend, my future wife, yells out to him “Cum in me, you fuck!!!”

And he does, gnashing his teeth.

It all has me fully hard once again.

As soon as Rugby pulls out of Melody, I plug myself inside of her.

He’s stretched her a bit and her pussy is slick with his cum. The sensation is fucking ecstatic though and I fuck her harder than I ever have.

My stamina is high and her pussy, lubed in another man’s cum and gaping from his thick dick, doesn’t feel as tight so I’m able to fuck her longer than ever. Melody starts cumming more.

Her orgasmic convulsions skyrocket my own climax and soon I too am adding my cum inside of Melody’s beautiful shared fuck hole.

Bristol kisses me on the mouth, begging me to eat her pussy some more.

“Go on, boy,” says Rugby playing with Mel’s tits as she catches her breath. “You’re just getting started.”

And like that a decade of fuckery began.

Short Girls Will Be The Death Of Me

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I gotta admit. My cock grew fully hard just at the sound of Amanda knocking at my door. When Dillon opened the door and embraced her long-time friend, their respective cleavages clashing, their excited squeals in harmony, I almost came right then at the possibilities of what was about to happen.

The more Dillon heard about myself and Melody’s secret sex life, the more she wanted to compete with her. Though she said she wanted to continue “life in the moment” and thought that bringing in another would be a good reminder that we are just to be fuck buddy’s, not boyfriend and girlfriend.

I thought she was overthinking it all, but in any case this lead her to invite Amanda over. Amanda is another of Dillon and Melody’s childhood besties so of course I’m thrilled by this. Though I’d never had the string of fantasies about her, like I’d had with Dillon, I knew that Amanda (Mandy, her close friends called her) probably fucked good.

She was the opposite of Dillon personality wise. Amanda is brash, ornery, and generally tears through men like it’s nothing. And physically, Amanda is a near replica of Melody which is why I know she’ll feel fucking exquisite.

Short girl. Huge tits. Thick lips. A magic trifecta that’ll be the fucking death of me.

Dillon has never been with a girl and is not sure if she even wants to, but she does get off on the idea of watching. She confessed to me that after she found out about Melody fucking Chase (her then boyfriend), she was heartbroken, but said she also felt angry that she didn’t get to watch.

Chase, in a dumb-dude move and maybe in an attempt to hurt her, told Dillon how good Melody was— how quickly he got-off when she sucked him, something Dillon always had trouble doing. (Though she had no trouble with me, I might add).

So after hearing that, she would often fantasize about watching Melody and Chase fuck. She told me she would finger herself or use a vibrator even as she thought about it. Chase, himself, could never make her cum, but fucking herself while imagining watching them always got her off, she confessed.

Dillon wanted to turn these emotionally difficult watching-fantasies into something real and fun. Unlike Melody who shied away from sex play with her close personal friends, Dillon felt more comfortable with it. Plus, she had told Amanda about our recent romps, including praise of my skills. To which Mandy apparently replied jealously, “Goddamn, Bitch. I wanna fuck him too!”

And there you have the events that have led to Amanda now knocking at my door and rubbing her giant tits all over Dillon and me as she hugs us both excitedly.

Amanda knows she is here to get fucked, but makes no big deal about it, a huge turn on for me.

We sit in my living room, drinking wine and listening to old soul records. The girls laugh over stories from high school and about certain boys. Melody’s name gets mentioned a lot.

Amanda has a lot of good stories about her, many I hadn’t heard— blowing 2 boys in the bathroom of a party, having to tell her in the hall that she had cum running down her leg after she fucked the security guard in his car during lunch. Amanda even admits to getting fingered by Melody over a dare, how they liked it and did it again for fun several times later. I wonder why Melody never mentioned this or wanted to bring Mandy on as a playmate?

I’m getting very aroused hearing about Melody. Recently this would have bothered me, but I’m just gonna embrace it for now. In fact, it’s inevitable I’m gonna think of Melody while fucking Mandy. How could I not? These short, busty nymphs could be twins.

A second bottle of wine is opened and I invite Amanda to sit on the floor in front of me while I rub her shoulders. It’s an obvious move to get things started, but neither girl says anything about it.

Dillon watches from the couch as I place my hands on Amanda’s bare shoulders. Mandy instantly reacts with a sultry moan and Dillon and I both smile at each other, my cock harder than ever.