Pete enjoyed his usual calm Sunday from his favorite chair in the bedroom. While enjoying his coffee, he pictured his beautiful wife and girlfriend wrapped up in a naked embrace, sharing passionate kisses in his bed.
As he was in the midst of stroking his slick, imposing shaft, his focus was interrupted by Linda’s text.
I met a friend who wants you to stretch out her young cunt
we’re on our way
Pete could have cum right there. “Good news, girls, Linda’s bringing a special guest over.”
A purr of approval rang out from the bed. “Maybe we should make sure you’re nice and ready for her,” Kristen suggested as she and Brooke crawled to the corner of the mattress. Pete responded with a sly grin and walked to the edge of the bed to join his girls.
Kristen grabbed her husband’s ready erection and flicked her tongue on the underside of his cock head, slowly gliding it up and over his sensitive tip, savoring the dewy drop of pre-cum that waited for her.
“Hey!” Brooke scoffed, playfully slapping Kristen’s ass. “You know that’s my job.”
She winked, taking over with practiced ease, her lips enveloping him completely.
Kristen fiercely grabbed the back of her husband‘s head and delivered a brief, passionate kiss before breaking to playfully scold Brooke. “Tisk tisk, let’s not waste time.”
Without missing a beat, Kristen pushed her cake’s head down into her husband’s lap, forcing her to suck with more vigor. Pete groaned in approval of her sloppy enthusiasm, but it was short-lived.
Brooke wanted to savor the moment for a little longer. “No way her cunt is better than mine,” Brooke teased as she slowly dragged her wet tongue all the way up the length of Pete’s thick, imposing shaft.
“True, she’s probably never had a cock this big,” Kristen echoed.
“She’ll probably cry.” Brooke smiled and resumed kissing the sensitive tip of his cock head, making him squirm with pleasure overload.
“If it doesn’t scare her off,” Kristen added. Reveling in watching her cake as she stroked her husband’s hair, basking in his body’s response to Brooke’s lively sucking.
Kristen’s eyes twinkled with delight as Pete bucked against Brooke’s dedication. She smiled, running her hands down his sides, feeling the ripple of muscles beneath his skin as Pete’s body signaled his release just before his thunderous groan.
Pete’s hands instinctively gripped Brooke’s hair as the intensity peaked. Brooke gasped and gagged as she expertly milked him, her relentless devotion fueling his explosive climax. Kristen, her face beaming with satisfaction, could feel her jealousy dripping down her leg. “Ummmm… good girl.”
Kristen watched with glee as Brooke stayed motionless as Pete sent load after load of hot cum down their cuckcake’s greedy throat, causing her eyes to tear up.
“Swallow every drop,” Kristen instructed softly, caressing Brooke’s cheek as she continued to dutifully drain him dry.
Pete, still catching his breath, leaned back. “Ahhh, thank you, ladies,” he managed, his voice thick with lingering pleasure.
Pete watched, a possessive glint in his eyes, as Brooke finally pulled away, her cheeks flushed and her lips dripping with his seed. “All ready to claim our new girl,” she breathed, “can’t wait to see what she looks like.”
“Mmmm,” Kristen’s moans echoed seductively as her lovers lay her down on the bed. “You think Linda’s friend will look like her?”
“That would be perfect.” Brooke lay down between Kristen’s legs with a teasing smirk. “Like fucking dainty little twins.”
Pete could feel the anticipation building as he lay beside his bride, drinking in the sight of their lover’s tongue diving into the needy folds of his wife’s pussy. The dirty talk and erotic show slowly rejuvenating his cock.
Brooke’s warm breath tantalized Kristen’s clit, while her kisses playfully explored her folds. Kristen moaned in pleasure. The real fun was about to begin. Pete shifted closer, his gaze never leaving Brooke’s focused worship of his bride.
“Mmmm, Brooke, you know exactly what I like,” Kristen purred, her hips beginning to move in rhythm with Brooke’s tongue. Pete reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of Kristen’s breast, teasing her already hardened nipple.
“I wonder if she eats pussy as good as Brooke?” Pete teased as he pinched his wife’s stiff nipple. He watched, entranced, as Brooke’s actions intensified, her fingers now joining the dance, expertly teasing Kristen’s clit while her tongue delved deeper.
The bed shook as Kristen’s moans escalated. Frantically, she reached out for her husband with one arm, even as she pushed Brooke’s head further down between her legs. Pete, watching her squirm, reached down and teased her with his fingers. “Such a naughty girl.” Pete smiled as he joined in on the fun. His thumb quickly found its way into his wife’s dripping opening.
“Ooooh, Pete!” Kristen gasped, her body arching, now fully consumed by the delightful torment. Brooke, never missing a beat, continued her relentless onslaught, her devotion clear as Kristen’s increasingly frantic movements never eased. Pete watched Brooke’s performance with bated breath, waiting for Kristen’s impending orgasm.
A shudder wracked Kristen’s heated form as she erupted in climax, forcing the air from her lungs in a near-silent scream of sublime release.
With a flushed face and heavy breathing, Kristen held them tight, her nails gently pressing into Pete’s arm while riding the lingering waves of her pleasure. Pete leaned down and whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “Ready for round two, baby?” he asked playfully.
Kristen shivered, nodding eagerly. “Mmmm, but this time, you’re next.” She smirked, her eyes locking with Brooke’s. Their young cake, still kneeling between Kristen’s legs, looked up with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “They should be here soon, I think it’s time for a drink.”
Pete helped his girls off the bed so they could make their way to the kitchen. The resfreshing air of the hallway cooled their sweat-slicked bodies. There was no sense in dressing just for pretense; the house felt too steamy already in the aftermath of their ‘foreplay.’
A little rest and hydration are all the trio needed to prepare for Linda to arrive with their new plaything.
Pete grabbed a beer from the fridge as Kristen mixed a few drinks for the impending guests. Brooke poured a glass of wine and lounged on the couch, teasing the couple with her flawless young body.
By the time Pete took the last swig of his beer, there was a knock on the door.
“Perfect timing,” Pete announced, setting down his empty and staring hard and lustily at his bride. Kristen’s heart fluttered with excitement as her curvy form skipped over to greet their guests.
Pete remained in the kitchen and cracked open a second beer. He stayed behind the counter with a great view of the entryway, but hiding his lower half.
Kristen grabbed the door handle and flung it open with more force than intended, her enthusiasm getting the best of her. Linda stood there, smiling coyly, and behind her, peeking out shyly, was their new toy.
Linda gave a sly smile as she stepped aside to introduce her new friend, still dressed in workout attire.
“Hi, I’m Natalie,” she said meekly, her pale cheeks already turning red at the sight of the naked strangers surrounding her, all prettier than she imagined.
Pete’s dark eyes narrowed, and his cock twitched with need as Natalie nervously entered the house. Her flushed, innocent chest and rapid heartbeat visible under her tight sports bra. So petite and fresh-faced, she could have easily been mistaken for Linda’s daughter.
Kristen warmly approached Natalie with a welcoming, motherly smile that put Natalie somewhat at ease, her eyes sparkling with tenderness. “Welcome, sweetie, I’m Kristen,” she purred, her voice laced with a hint of seduction that sent a shiver down Natalie’s spine. “That’s my hubby Pete in the kitchen, and over there on the couch is our cuck-cake, Brooke.” Kristen gestured with her left hand as she lovingly brushed a stray lock from Natalie’s brow.
Natalie’s eyes darted around the house, nervousness swirling within her. The newcomer shifted uncomfortably, clutching her gym bag a little tighter as she gradually began taking in every detail of her surroundings. A growing curiosity slowly replaced her initial shock, her lust building with each breath.
Just when she thought her heart was going to burst from her chest, Linda gently rubbed the small of her back, grounding her to the comfort of her known lover. This was more than an adventure.
Kristen leaned in to welcome her new friend. “We’re so glad to have you.” She said softly as she brushed the side of Natalie’s youthful face, before giving her a heartfelt kiss. The passion and desire in the air was intoxicating. Natalie was powerless to resist the lust that seemed to be pulling her closer to Kristen’s warm embrace. She melted into her lips, and Natalie’s thoughts faded away as if entering a dream.
Their lingering kiss didn’t last long enough. As their caress broke, Natalie slowly opened her eyes to Kristen, mesmerized by her addictive touch. Kristen smiled back and lovingly guided her to the couch by the hand. Stopping to let Brooke rise to greet her with a kiss of her own. Her lips were even more heavenly than Kristen’s. Brooke’s flawless embrace left Natalie breathless, prompting Brooke to pause and allow her to recover. “Let’s get these clothes off you.” Her voice was like a lullaby, echoing Natalie’s most primal cravings, sending a chill down her spine.
Linda helped settle her nerves with a gentle kiss to her sensitive neck, as she began to help Natalie with the straps of her sports bra.
Brooke dropped to her knees, tugging off her leggings as she did. Leaving Natalie in a daze and the room dazed by her perfect, young, toned legs, and petite, bald little pussy.
Natalie braced herself, holding fast to Brooke’s head as her hot breath teased her needy core. Natalie’s demure form trembling with anticipation. The moment was absolutely exhilarating. The culmination of a fantasy Natalie had long dared not explore.
Finally, she was stripped bare in front of the group of strangers. Her primal desire to be the ultimate slut, to be ravaged, used, and degraded, this was her chance. Natalie’s tight body was on full display for the hungry audience.
“I’m so proud of you, Linda. Such a good little cuck-cake.” Kristen gave her a sly, approving smile. “Make her wet for hubby.”
Linda guided Natalie down to the couch, spreading her young, toned legs for the audience.
Natalie gasped, every inch of her lithe body trembling. Naked and exposed, she was the center of attention. She surrendered to the moment, indulging in the overwhelming rush of erotic energy.
A hush fell over the room as Linda’s fingers traced the delicate curve of Natalie’s inner thigh, igniting a firestorm of sensation. The crowd held its breath, captivated by the unfolding show.
Linda wasted no time reveling in the sweet nectar of Natalie’s young pussy, dragging her tongue up her dripping wet folds.
Natalie briefly closed her eyes, abandoning herself to the exquisite agony as her pleasure intensified under Linda’s expertise as she alternated lightly flicking her clit with long, labored licks across her labia. Natalie’s hips bucked involuntarily, her breath catching in ragged gasps.
Brooke moved closer, her eyes locked on Natalie’s face, a mirror reflecting the raw desire that consumed them all.
Kristen watched with a possessive glint in her eye, her hand reaching out to stroke Brooke’s hair. The intoxicating scent of arousal filled the air. The room seemed to spin around Natalie as she steamed toward the point of no return.
Pete left the confines of the kitchen to get a better look at his new plaything. His imposing physique finally on full display for Natalie’s inexperienced eyes. In the growing haze of her ecstasy, her attention became glued to Pete’s already rigid shaft.
“You want it, don’t you?” Came a whisper in her ear. Natalie didn’t know whose sultry words were teasing her. She didn’t care about anything but the rich blanket of pleasure coating her every nerve. She could barely think straight at all. “We’ll get him ready for you.”
Linda slowed to a teasing pace, and Natalie was forced to squirm on the edge of ecstasy. Her breath hitched with anticipation as she watched Brooke and Kristen take their place on either side of Pete to prepare their man for his new toy. Kneeling down to caress his legs, making his cock jump expectantly.
Kristen grabbed the base of her husband’s imposing rod and fed it to Brooke, her eyes glaring at the restless Natalie. “Can you handle this?”
Natalie squirmed. Her mind was a whirlwind of desire and anticipation as she watched the erotic spectacle unfold before her. “Please, I need it,” Natalie managed to choke out, her voice thick with desperate need.
Pete smirked at Natalie with a confident smile, which sent a shiver down her spine. He was so much more masculine and experienced than the boys she had known in college. None of them would’ve been able to endure such exquisite pleasure. Pete seemed to be thriving, and she couldn’t wait to be the object of that same luxury.
As Brooke expertly licked the length of Pete’s shaft, Kristen maintained her intense gaze, measuring her want.
Natalie’s focus narrowed, the world shrinking to the rhythmic sounds of Brooke’s devotion to Pete’s beautiful cock, the sight of his straining muscles. Her body trembled in response, a desperate ache demanding release. Linda’s teasing pace was becoming unbearable, each flick of her tongue tormenting. Natalie arched her back, pleading with her eyes, begging for the sweet oblivion just beyond her reach.
As she watched Brooke pass Pete’s enticing, dripping cock between them, Natalie’s envy grew tenfold. She wanted him. She wanted that dick, and she wanted it now.
“Fuck fuck fuck. I need it!” Natalie screamed out of nowhere. “Give me that dick, I fucking need it!”
Brooke laughed in amusement. “Patience, little slut,” she purred, her eyes gleaming with playful malice. “Good things come to those who wait… and beg.” She nodded to Kristen, who released
Pete’s glistening cock. Kristen turned back to Natalie, a predatory glint in her eyes. “Are you ready to earn it?” she asked, her voice a silken challenge. “Show us how much you want it.”
Linda retracted her tongue, leaving Natalie’s clit throbbing with unfulfilled desire. The sudden absence of touch was almost unbearable. Every inch of her body screamed for release. Natalie, fueled by desperation and raw lust, didn’t hesitate. She scrambled forward, panting with primal hunger, her aching youthful body slick with sweat and lust.
Natalie crawled towards Pete, her eyes locked on his magnificent erection. She reached him, kneeling at his feet. She reached out, her hand trembling as she wrapped her fingers around the thick cock. It was even more impressive up close, the head engorged and glistening.
Pete’s eyes burned with lust, reflecting her own desperate need. Without hesitation, she siezed it, her fingers closing around the base of his shaft, her touch tentative at first, then growing bolder, more demanding.
She looked up at him, her eyes pleading. Pete simply nodded. Natalie may not have even seen it. She had already lowered her head, her lips parting as she took the tip of his cock into her mouth. Natalie was in heaven as she began to bob back and forth, taking more and more of his length into her throat.
Pete’s hands gripped her hair lightly as he reveled in the new sensations that swept over him. He watched in awe as her lips and cheeks stretched around his engorged member. Pete was beside himself; her intensity had him dizzy with bliss. She earned it.
“Stop!” Pete commanded. Yanking Natalie off his dripping erection. “You think your tiny pussy can take this cock?”
Natalie looked up with needy, tear-stricken eyes. Her sex-starved brain could only manage a moan as she drooled all over herself, still greedily stroking Pete’s cock, entranced by his large, swollen veins.
Linda and Brooke chuckled as they grabbed the clueless girl’s shoulders, dragging her back to the couch. Kristen stayed back and rubbed her husband’s back with pride.
“Let’s find out,” Linda said, her voice laced with amusement. She pulled Natalie roughly onto her back, spreading her legs wide. Natalie gasped, her breath catching in her throat in anticipation of the impending onslaught. Pete loomed over her, his shadow long and imposing. He positioned himself between her thighs, the tip of his engorged cock teasing her entrance. Natalie writhed beneath him, desperate for the promised release.
“Please,” she pleaded, her voice barely audible. Pete ignored her cries, savoring her anticipation.
He pressed forward, slowly, deliberately, stretching her opening with the head of his cock. Natalie bit back a scream, her nails digging into the leather of the couch. The sensation was intense, almost unbearable, but laced with a delicious pleasure that made her want to push him deeper.
Pete paused in shock. The lower half of his shaft bulged at the base after only a few inches, buckling at the resistance of her tight hole.
Natalie yelped, her body arching off the plush couch, as she struggled against Pete’s imposing size. “Please!” she gasped, her frantic pulse visible in her delicate neck, mesmerizing the women circling around. Linda and Brooke leaned in, their voices calming and encouraging.
“Take it all,” Brooke moaned, as she gently grazed Natalie’s nipple with her teeth.
Linda followed, her breath warm against Natalie’s skin. “You can do this, sweetie,” she assured her, before lavishing attention on Natalie’s other breast. The dizzying sensation forced Natalie’s eyes shut, but slowly melted away her resistance. With a shuddering gasp, she could feel the tingling in her limbs gradually easing. “More,” she groaned.
Fueled by their words and Natalie’s pleas, Pete thrust forward with renewed force. A sharp intake of breath, followed by a strangled whimper, escaped Natalie’s lips as he breached her defenses, filling her completely.
Kristen gave a mischievous grin and leaned teasingly into his ear. “How tight is she?”
“The tightest, baby,” Pete growled as he slammed his hips into the slight girl’s frame, steadily increasing his pace.
Natalie met his rhythm, her hips bucking against his, her moans echoing throughout the room. The world dissolved around her, leaving only the sensation of his cock deep inside her, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
Tears welled in Natalie’s eyes, pain and overwhelming pleasure flooding her senses. Pete continued his assault slowly, relentlessly, each thrust stretching her further, pushing Natalie past the realm of consciousness. The initial pain subsided, replaced by an intoxicating sensation. Her little body was the sole focus of a room filled with contentment.
Natalie wrapped her slender legs around Pete’s waist, meeting his thrusts with a newfound urgency. Her vision began to blur and her mind swirl, as she was bombarded with a barrage of overwhelming sensations. Pete buried himself deep within her, his movements becoming faster, more frantic, as they both teetered on the brink of ecstasy.
Just as Natalie reached her limits, Kristen hovered over her and whispered, “Beg for it, baby. Beg for hubby’s cum.”
Her words pushed Natalie over the edge. “Please,” she gasped, her meek voice raw with desperation. “Please, please, please, Pete, give it to me.”
Pete’s thrusts intensified, his abs and hips coiled, aspiring to unleash. He roared, a primal sound of release, as he unloaded his seed deep inside her. Natalie’s lithe chest convulsed and flushed, her own orgasm erupting in a blinding flash of sensation. Her world exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors, her body trembling with the overwhelming force of her climax. Natalie cried out, her lithe form convulsing, her muscles clenching around him.
As the aftershocks subsided, she lay limp and breathless, her body slick with sweat and satisfaction. The room echoed with panting and still frantically beating hearts.
Natalie basked in the lingering afterglow of her life-changing climax as her new lovers showered her flushed body with kisses. She shivered slightly as Pete slowly slid his spent cock from her used pussy.
Kristen gave a pur of approval as she drove in to claim her husband’s seed, shocking Natalie. She yelped as Kristen’s tongue sank deep into her still-sensitive folds. “Shhhh,” Linda breathed reassuringly in Natalie’s ear.
Natalie couldn’t believe her experience wasn’t over; her pleasure, the overwhelming bliss, was just the appetizer. Her petite body shuddered and trembled as she struggled to process the torrent of sensations as Kristen’s lips beckoned more and more euphoria from her frayed body. Tears streamed down her face, and her back arched as Kristen finally finished licking Natalie’s tired pussy clean, and for the wild finish, gave her overstimulated clit a long suck. An impossible orgasm, a jolt of pure sensation, decimated Natalie, tearing through her body and soul, forcing a primal scream from her sweat-soaked chest.
Natalie melted into Linda’s arms in a state of bliss, her body still tingling from the whirlwind of pleasure that had engulfed her. Linda’s comforting embrace helped ground her as she gathered her thoughts. Kristen and Pete’s proud gazes lingered, filling the room with a sense of fulfillment and contentment. “Thank you,” Natalie whimpered, helpless to stifle her silly grin.
Kristen smiled back, a look of pure love on her face. “Welcome to the family, Natalie,” she purred. “I think you’re going to be a perfect little helper.”
A sense of serenity and calm filled the room until Brooke rose from the couch. “Who’s that?” she asked, her eyes fixed on the window. “I think I see someone at the window.”
