Our twenty-one-year-old grandson had moved in with us recently after having a falling out with his roommate. It was to be a temporary situation since we were doing some significant renovations to our home. Fortunately for us, he had recently split from his on-again-off-again girlfriend of the last couple of years. Sharlee was an annoying pain in the ass even though she was smoking hot.
When he would visit for the weekend in the past, Charles, or Chucky, as we called him, frequently brought her with him. She was a princess in the purest form, and her daddy spoiled her to no end. No one could figure out why she was with Chucky other than the fact that they were both quite weird. I know that that’s not the politically correct thing to say, but it was the absolute truth.
Their mutual oddity seemed to draw them to each other like a magnet to steel. Over time though, even she had lost patience in his lack of drive. We always thought that he be alone for the rest of his life because of his anti-social ways. Chucky’s desire to only work just enough to pay his bills and support his X-box habit was a deal breaker in our eyes. But Sharlee kept coming back even with her frustrations because she, too, was unusual and standoffish. She was used to getting her way, and he was the only one that she’d found that would bend to her every demand.
We told Chucky when he moved in that he had two months to find another place. The improvements that we were making would leave us with no spare rooms for about three months. This left us willing to let him stay since we had the ultimate excuse to move him out. It wasn’t that we disliked Chucky, rather that we found his untidiness and slovenly behavior appalling.
He arrived on a Saturday afternoon with his car packed full of his belongings. After helping him get set up in a spare room, we ate an early dinner, and then he disappeared. We didn’t see him again until Friday night between his late-night work hours and his X-box addiction. This was one of the many reasons that we didn’t want him to stay. He couldn’t extract himself from his games long enough to even say hi to us. The only reason we did was because he asked if Sharlee could spend the weekend. So, apparently, they were back together. Oh, joy.
As soon as he got my wife’s approval, against my objection, he texted her the good news. Less than an hour later, the nutjob appeared on our doorstep. It was a little before our regular bedtime, but I took her arrival as my queue to head upstairs. I’ve never been one to hold my tongue, so it was just easier to go to bed.
Since it was Saturday morning, I made some coffee and headed to my garage. I’d been doing a fair amount of the work myself in our upgrades and needed to take some time to reorganize my tools. Unfortunately, I had been so busy doing the work that I hadn’t taken the time to put things away properly. Turning on some classic rock, I went about getting things in order. I started by putting away the hand tools and had to move some of the larger power tools around to accomplish that.
At some point, I ran out of coffee and went back inside for a refill. Walking back to the garage with my cup full, I caught a glimpse of Sharlee leaving the bathroom. I unintentionally gawked for a moment as she was clad in only a white t-shirt. It hung mere millimeters below the base of her buttocks, so I wasn’t sure whether she even wore underwear. Fortunately for both of us, she was walking away at the time and only glanced back as I walked through the door to the garage while pulling it shut.
Hoping that I’d not been caught, I went about my business in the clean-up department. One of those old songs that you can’t resist singing to came on as I put away the last of the smaller tools. Turning toward the door to begin moving around the larger equipment and still singing, there she stood. Leaning against the jamb and sipping her cup, Sharlee just giggled at my performance. I was a bit startled but quickly went about my work, trying desperately not to stare as the kitchen light illuminated the transparency of her t-shirt.
“Don’t stop singing on my account,” Sharlee snickered.
Thinking about my words before I spoke due to my disdain for her. I replied, “The song is almost over, and I need to concentrate on my work anyway.”
As I went about things and ignored her unending presence, Sharlee decided to move a little closer. Turning back to get my table saw, I almost ran right into her. I was able to dodge her but was unable to bite my tongue. “Dammit, Sharlee, get your ass out of here! You’re going to step on something and cut your feet.”
Scampering toward the door like a scolded puppy, Sharlee stopped at the steps. She placed her coffee on the top step while leaning against a toolbox and wiping her feet one at a time. Bent over, as she was, caught my eye again. If she was wearing undies, they had to be a g-string because I had a great view of the bottom half of her ass. To say that it was perfection was almost an insult.
I was going to give her shit again for the flash but thought better of it and turned away to look through my cabinets. After another song finished, I turned back and saw that she was gone. Relieved, I realized that I was adjusting my hardened penis through my jeans. Like I said before, we were always surprised that she was dating our grandson because, aside from her quirks, that girl was a ten.
Ruminating about her sudden and unprecedented flirtatiousness, it hit me that she must know about our recent windfall. My parents had recently passed, and being an only child, I received the bulk of the estate. People knew that they had money, but it was always assumed that they were worth a couple of million, tops. Most didn’t know that it topped twenty million with over fifty percent of it in cash.
We invested most of the cash, leaving enough for a total rehab of our home. Trying to keep our new increased riches under wraps, we told everyone that the bulk of the estate was in property and would have to be liquidated over time for tax purposes. We didn’t even tell our kids or grandkids about the money or buy any new vehicles. So, how did she find out? That was the question of the day.
With my garage straightened up again, I headed to the hardware store with my list of needs for the weekend’s work. Upon my return, I unloaded my items and went inside to see that my wife Saundra was working on breakfast. “Will the hibernators be joining us for breakfast,” I inquired.
“I doubt it. Hey, don’t forget that I have that meeting today with the builders. We’re working on finalizing the designs and picking the colors for the rooms. I know that you’d rather be here working, so I got you off of the hook for this one.”
“Thank you, Baby.”
“You’re very welcome,” Saundra replied as I hugged her and kissed her neck. “Be nice now. Here she comes,” she whispered in my ear.
“Okay, I guess that I’ll get my tools and supplies ready for that closet drywall work. Call me when breakfast is ready,” I answered as I walked away in the opposite direction, not even acknowledging Sharlee’s presence.
“So, it looks like Chuck has to pick up the afternoon shift because his co-worker came up sick. I just wanted to let you know that he’ll be out from noon until six,” I heard Sharlee share with my wife as I entered the garage.
I grabbed some tools and walked back through to hear more of the conversation. I wanted to know if she was staying while he was gone. Passing by them as Sharlee poured a cup of coffee for Chuck, I heard Sharlee ask Saundra, “Would you like to go shopping while he’s gone? I could help you pick out some new curtains for the addition that you’re starting.”
“I’m sorry,” Saundra replied as I stopped just outside of the kitchen to eavesdrop so more. “I have a meeting with the builders this afternoon, but you’re welcome to hang out by the pool. Have a swim or get some tanning time.”
Resuming my movement toward the closet, I cussed my wife under my breath for her, always welcoming ways. Now I’d be stuck with that wacko probably exposing herself to me again in a vain attempt to seduce me. After dropping off my things, I headed back to the garage for a few additional items. In a huff of annoyance, I didn’t even notice her coming my way until we nearly bumped into one another.
“I’m sorry,” I blurted out as more of a reaction than an actual apology,
“Me too,” I heard her say as I continued toward the kitchen.
Saundra saw me coming and offered, “Breakfast is ready,” in her always cheery demeanor. So we sat and ate breakfast as my mind wandered. Finishing up, I helped Saundra with the dishes as always. Afterward, I grabbed the last of my stuff from the garage before heading back to the closet.
We had gutted it to enlarge it a little with some space leftover from the future modifications for the addition. It only added about eighteen inches, but in hallway closet space, that was a considerable increase. I finished hanging the last few pieces of drywall first. Once that was done, I began to work on the tape coats.
While I was in the middle of that, Saundra came by to tell me that she was leaving. We kissed, and I told her not to drink too much as she told me not to cut off any digits. Chucky followed right behind her, looking and smelling like death. I swear that boy only showered once a week, if that.
I’d done all I could until the first coat dried, so I headed for the washroom to clean my tools. Standing at the sink, I had a birds-eye view of the pool. As I scrubbed the mud from the bucket and assorted knives, I heard the door close. Walking out in her short-shorts and t-shirt was the little bitch herself.
I paused my washing for a moment as she moved to a lounge chair and proceeded to remove her shirt. She was wearing a white string bikini top underneath. Then, after glancing back at the house and perusing the windows, she slipped off her shorts, revealing a white g-string bottom. There was that perfect ass again, and I felt myself beginning to swell. She purposely turned the chair so that she could lie down with her ass facing the house.
Once she placed her towel and got comfy, Sharlee reached back and untied her top, pushing the strings to the sides. Lying with her face turned to the left, she gradually spread her legs as far as possible. All I could see of her suit bottoms from this angle was string, even as it disappeared under her crotch. I wondered whether there was any front to it at all. Trying to ignore her, I finished cleaning and dried off all the tools before taking them back to the garage.
With the tools put away, an evil thought crossed my mind. I decided to mess with the little tart since she’d been messing with me. I grabbed the garage door opener from my truck and walked back to the washroom window. Once I was in place, I hit the button to raise the door. The sudden noise from the door had her jumping up and falling onto the patio. Of course, her top stayed on the lounge because she’d untied it earlier. But what I hadn’t seen as I was putting everything away was that she’d undone her bottoms too.
She landed on her ass in a daze and was as bare as a newborn. I began laughing hysterically at her reaction until I focused on her breathtaking body. When her head cleared, she quickly pulled on her t-shirt and shorts while stuffing the string bikini in her pocket.
My plan had backfired as I quickly felt the stirrings of another hardon. Sitting in the chair to catch her breath and get her bearings, she took a quick glance at all of the windows. I dropped down quickly in a panic but wasn’t sure whether I avoided her view. I had a feeling that I hadn’t when I looked again and found her nude and face-up on the lounge. She was staring straight at my window and even spread her legs again when I reappeared.
My cock had become like steel, and I needed relief. Turning away from the window, I moved to the washroom door to close and lock it. Back at the window, I dropped my jeans and underwear while standing at the sink. Upon looking down at her again, I found that her hands were busy tweaking her nipples. Between that image and her shaved pussy, I barely got ten strokes before I was blasting cum in the sink.
With my need temporarily quelled, I briefly flirted with the idea of going for a swim. Looking out the window again after cleaning myself and the sink, I saw a reason to stay inside. Sharlee had progressed from her nipples to a full-on finger fucking of her slippery slit. With my penis beginning to rise again, I turned away and headed for my bedroom.
Lying in bed, I called Saundra to see how the meeting was going. She said, “We are about halfway through, and two glasses of Pinot are gone. But I’m switching to water, and lunch is on the way. How are you and Sharlee getting along?”
“First off, I’m glad to hear that you are slowing down and getting some food. Secondly, I haven’t seen much of her. However, I did see her heading to the pool. I’m getting ready for a nap while I wait for the mud in the closet to dry.”
“You try and be nice to her, please.”
“You know that I can’t do that with the way she acts. So it’s just better for me to ignore her completely. That way, I don’t say anything that I can’t take back.”
“Okay. Have a nice nap, and I’ll give you a buzz when this is wrapping up.”
Okay, baby. Love you.”
“Love you too, honey.”
Hanging up, I was feeling quite tired and closed my eyes. I’m one of those annoying people that can take a fifteen-minute power nap and feel like a million bucks. Dozing off, I noticed that it was about two o’clock. Waking violently from a crazy dream, I shot straight up into a sitting position. The dream had me fucking Sharlee on the lounge during a gathering of our friends and family.
What frightened me was that I was pounding her mercilessly as she cussed her acceptance and not caring one iota about our audience. Looking at my lap, I was sporting some serious wood with a significant wet spot forming. An ‘ahem’ broke me from my thoughts, and I looked up to find Sharlee standing in my doorway, naked and smiling.
“Can I help you with that?” she offered.
Angered, I jumped off of the bed and headed for the door. As I attempted to swing it shut, Sharlee reached out and gripped my cock through my pants. Temporarily stalled, I put my hand on her chest to push her back. The harder I pushed, the tighter she gripped me. Easing up for a moment, I slid my hand down to her breast and gave her nipple a good pinch. She yelped and jumped back while releasing my hardon. I quickly closed the door.
Taking a breather and trying to get my prick to shrink, I lay back onto the bed and turned on the television. Zoning out to an old Big Bang episode, I considered my options. I could hide in my bedroom for the next three hours, or I could take control. While lying on the bed like a vegetable had its appeal, I had things that needed doing. So, gathering my wherewithal, I stood up and headed out the door. Looking out the kitchen window, I saw that the pool area was abandoned. One of my chores was cleaning the pool and applying a shock treatment, so that’s where I went.
Out at the pool, I emptied the skimmer baskets before breaking out the pool vacuum. As I began the process, the princess appeared in her string bikini, which left little to the imagination. The front just barely covered her labia. She turned her chair so that she could watch and face me. After a minute of just lying there watching me work, Sharlee moved her right hand down to her crotch, pulling the suit aside. She started off with light traces of her small labia before moving to her clit.
Fortunately, the sound of the vacuum drowned out any noise that she might be making and spared me that, at least. Moving in her direction to sweep the shallow end of the pool, I got an up-close view as she spread her small lips for me. So far, my second head hadn’t betrayed me as I tried to avoid watching her actions. I made quick work of the shallow end and moved further away to get the other side of the deep end. Although I wasn’t nearly as close now, I was turned toward her display more than before.
By now, Sharlee had a finger pumping her slit while lightly pinching her nipples. I felt the blood beginning to fill my subversive manhood as I tried desperately to reverse its course. Now at the deepest part of the pool, I kept my head down. Nearing the completion of my job, I focused on it for the last minute. Finishing the last bit, I shut off the machine and jumped into the cool water. I’d hoped that the shock would bring my hardon back under control.
As I bobbed back to the surface, I could feel the stiffness easing. That is until I looked up to see Sharlee stripping off her suit. Standing there in all her nude glory, Sharlee resumed her vaginal penetration. If that wasn’t enough, she began sucking on the middle finger of her free hand. Moving it in and out like a small cock. I could see her saliva dripping off of it before she abruptly turned away from me. Bending over and spreading her legs, Sharlee began rimming her pucker with that spit-laden digit.
My previously shrunken member jumped at the sight, and I hopped out of the pool. I attempted to dash past her and get inside, but she was expecting that. Hearing me emerge from the pool, Sharlee stood upright and moved into my path. Bumping into me, she shoved her nectar-covered fingers straight into my mouth as I tried to object. The taste was sweet, and I quickly lapped them clean.
“Want more,” she teased, but it wasn’t a question. After extracting them from my gullet, Sharlee dipped them inside her once more. Bringing them back to my face, she coated the lips of my closed mouth as I half-heartedly objected. Then, upping the ante, she caressed my scrotum and shaft with her other hand. My resistance was faltering as I accepted her slick fingers and sucked them clean.
Up until then, my hands were at my sides, refusing to touch her. But, as I fell under her spell, they made their way to her hips. Holding them gently, I knew that I could no longer resist her. First, I would suck the juices from her tasty pussy until there were no more. Then I would fuck her maniacally, giving her my seed.
As my mind envisioned my possible future, my cell phone that I’d left on the table began to ring. Breaking the trance and distracting her as well, I made a bee-line for the phone. It was Saundra, and she was on her way home. I think that I told her ‘I love you’ about five times before hanging up.
Turning toward Sharlee, I boasted, “Too bad for you because Saundra will be home in five minutes or less. I suggest that you get dressed princess, before she gets home and throws you out for trying to fuck her husband.”
With the smirk temporarily washed off her face, Sharlee headed for the lounge chair and slipped on her suit. I watched as she shook her amazing ass toward the door and again felt my cock begin to rise. Then, reaching the back door, she paused and turned back to see my tented pants.
Grinning again, Sharlee issued, “Oh, I’ll have that cock and your baby. I know exactly how much money you got from your parents. And between your wife divorcing you and the child support, you’ll have nothing for yourself. You know that you can’t resist me, and all I need is your cum inside my tight little pussy.”
I watched her go back inside before I went about putting the pool cleaning equipment away. Once that was finished, I headed inside just in time to greet Saundra in the kitchen. We sat down and went over the specs for the addition, and as she was finishing up, Saundra asked, “What’s up?”
She could tell that I wasn’t myself, and I replied rather brashly, “Nothing’s up. Why do you ask?” then whispered, “We need to talk.”
Saundra caught on quickly and replied, “You just looked a little under the weather, that’s all. Since you okay, why don’t you help me bring in some things from the car.”
“Okay,” I answered as we both stood and headed outside. Saundra opened the back hatch, and we stood there while I played her a recording that I’d made not twenty minutes ago. When she finished listening to Sharlee talking, she got pissed. At least I was smart enough to record our last conversation.
“That little bitch thinks she can just come into our home and steal you from me over some money? Well, I’ll… I’ll…”
Suddenly I saw the anger turn to cunning, and I knew that we would have some fun. “She doesn’t know that your sterile, does she?”
“Apparently not. But I have no idea how she found out about the money. We didn’t tell anyone. Not even the kids.”
“Her father is a CPA. Maybe they can access info that the regular public cannot. So, why didn’t you fuck her? There is no doubt that she can’t get pregnant.”
“Are you serious? She’s a fucking crazy bitch, and I’m a happily married man. So why would I fuck that?”
“Because she’s fucking hot, that’s why! Hell, even I’d love to eat that pussy of hers and maybe even have her eat mine. What do you think? Shall we share her? We can record the whole thing with sound too. That way she can’t claim rape later on when she doesn’t get pregnant.”
“Or, we could make sure that she does.”
“How… oh, I follow. Yeah, but that wouldn’t be fair to Chucky. Then he’d be stuck with that crazy bitch for life.”
“And we would be too, by default. Besides, if his sperm are as lazy as he is, I doubt that they’d get anywhere near her egg.” We both chuckled at my last statement.
“Okay, so are we going to do this?”
“Are you sure, Baby? I know that we’ve had fun with others before, but she is kind of close to home. This could cause her to become even more belligerent.”
“If we do this right, not only will we get some of that prime tail, but we’ll get rid of her forever. You know that you want to fuck her, and I would suggest you do it at least twice.”
“At least twice? What, am I eighteen again?”
“I’ve seen her ass too, and while I don’t have a cock, just looking at her got my juices flowing. So, I can imagine that you’ll have no trouble getting hard a second time.”
“So, what’s the plan, Mata Hari?”
“Do we still have those wireless cameras that we were going to set up in the backyard? And, do they have sound built-in?”
“Yeah, they’re actually already hung, and they do have sound capabilities. I just never put the batteries in them and connected the DVR.”
“Okay. When you put in the batteries, point them all toward the chaise lounge chairs. Is there one close to the chairs?”
“No, but I can take one from the back corner, which is furthest away. I’ll hang it in the tree right above the chairs. But I’ll need time to do all this, and Sharlee can’t be looking out the back window while I do. Do you have a plan to distract her?”
“Oh, yeah, I do! I’m going to go help her in her quest to bed you.”
“You’re what?!”
“I’m going to give her some womanly support and tell her that we’ll share the money.”
“B…buttt?”
“Shhh! Think straight for a minute. You can’t get her pregnant, so what are you worried about? I’m going to get on her good side. First, I’ll tell her that you confessed to sucking her pussy juices. Then I’ll go all man-hater, and we’ll bond over that. Who knows, maybe I’ll get a little of that sweet pussy before you?”
“Okay, but how are we going to lure her outside?”
“Easy. I’ll tell her that the best way to get you is to approach while you’re out for your evening swim. I’ll even offer to help her if she wants me to so as to alleviate suspicion. Also, place your phone under the chair for an additional sound recording, just in case. I’ll bring mine to video the act, which I’ll try and talk her into letting me do.”
“What time do you want to do this? And what about Chucky?”
“Get everything prepped and be ready to go at any time. I’ll send you a quick thumbs-up via text when I’m ready. As far as Chucky is concerned, I bought him a new game a couple of days ago that he really wants. So, I’ll drop that on him as soon as he gets here. He’ll never leave his room after that.”
“Anything else, mastermind?”
“Yeah. We’ll have to wait another half hour for Chucky to get home. So, do what you can with the DVR and cameras until then. Just remember to stay out of her sight.”
“Alright, I’ll get the DVR running and work on the cameras that can’t be seen from the house windows. I’ll also put on my speedo under my clothes in case I need to be ready quicker.”
“Let’s go get some of that young, sweet snatch, Honey!”
We kissed passionately for a few seconds before heading inside. I went straight to the bedroom to slip on my speedo under my pants. With that done, I found the DVR box and began to set up the unit. With everything plugged in and the antenna set up, I grabbed the batteries and got a step-ladder. There were two cameras on the side of the house, making it hard to see me from the inside. I got them all set and then went back inside to see if they were sending a signal. The pictures were crystal clear, and I even zoomed in a little on the chairs.
By the time I was done with them, I had heard Chucky close the front door. Knowing that my distraction was about to begin, I made my way toward the furthest camera. It was almost impossible to see from inside, so I quickly pulled it out of the tree. Waiting a few minutes, I kept my eye on Chuck’s room. When his lights dimmed, I knew that he was gaming. He had this thing about turning off all of his lights when he played. That also meant that Saundra had begun to talk to Sharlee somewhere else.
I moved quickly from one camera to the next, inserting batteries and aiming them at the chairs. Amazingly I was done in under ten minutes. The next thing was to mount the camera above the chairs close enough to pick up the sound. I found the perfect spot and ran a couple of screws into the branch to secure it. With the battery placed and the camera pointed, I grabbed the ladder and headed back inside. I worked on zooming and checking the cameras expeditiously. Another ten minutes were gone, and I was done with everything, including making sure that it was indeed recording. Then I just sat and waited.
I was ready in about twenty-five minutes, and sitting there with my heart still beating hard, I wondered what they were doing. First, I imagined Saundra doing her schpiel in our bedroom. Then I hoped that she was enjoying some of that hot body that I was about to have. Thinking about the two of them in our bed naked and pleasing each other had me rock hard. As my mind played out different scenarios, I looked at my phone to see that it had been over an hour now. I had been day-lusting for a while now and noticed a pronounced wet spot on the front of my pants. Not wanting Sharlee to see it, I removed everything but my speedo and headed for the pool.
After I set my phone on the chaise, I walked into the pool to calm my hardon and to make the whole swimming suit wet. Getting back out of the pool, I headed back to the chaise and checked my phone. Nothing yet, so I sat down and tried to relax. It was another twenty minutes before my phone dinged. Taking a quick look, I saw the thumbs-up emoji. Closing the texting app, I immediately turned on my voice recording app and placed my phone under the chair. I moved back into the pool and began to swim sluggish laps.
After about four or five, I saw Sharlee walking toward the pool in nothing at all. It was a quick glance in between strokes, and I pretended that I hadn’t seen anything. Reaching the shallow end, I flipped and headed away from her into the deep end again. By the time I headed back, she was walking into the pool. Rolling up to breathe, I reacted to her presence by stopping and backing away. She quickly stalked me and grabbed my enlarged cock as I tried to escape via the ladder.
“You know that you want me,” Sharlee stated while holding it with one hand and stroking it with the other. While I semi-pretended to cave to her advances, she climbed up alongside me. To get her into the proper position, I backed away from her until my calves bumped the lounge chair. I ‘lost balance’ and fell back into the chair with her in close pursuit. As Sharlee fell onto me, she sucked the head of my cock into her willing mouth.
“No, Sharlee, I can’t do this to my wife. She’ll never forgive me!” I cried out as she took me into her throat.
As my eyes started to roll back into my head from the feeling, she pulled off immediately. “Don’t you waste that cum in my mouth! I want all your baby-batter deep in my pussy. You and I are going to conceive a child tonight, Lawrence. Maybe it will be a little Larry junior. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that Larry junior has only the best nanny that money can buy.”
After finishing the last of her statement, Sharlee lined up her slit with my rigid penis and began to ride me slowly. There was something to be said about nineteen-year-old pussy. It was so tight and slick. It was like my first time all over again. Once she was sure that she had me hooked, Sharlee ordered, “Let’s rollover. I want you on top so that I don’t lose a drop of your ancient cum.”
I did as she instructed, and once we got going, I started pounding that pussy like there were no others. She started thrashing wildly as her first climax hit her hard, but I didn’t ease up. Now that I was ‘hooked,’ I gave her all I had until the inevitable climax hit me.
Coming down, I thought about the fact that if she had blown me, she might have figured out that I’d had a vasectomy. My ejaculations were so thin and barely amounted to anything, but it still felt fantastic to me. Fortunately for me, all she saw was the money.
As I began to sit up, Sharlee panted, “Where are you going? We’re going to do this at least one more time tonight. So, get that thing hard again and give me some more. Besides, you are far better in the sack than your grandson. I’ve never cum twice from penetration only, with him or anyone else.
“Please, let’s stop pretending that you’ve been with anyone else. You’re far too much of a nutjob bitch for anyone to put up with, long enough to fuck you. Now suck me!” I added as I pushed my cock toward her face.
“I’m only letting you talk to me that way because I’m going to have your baby and steal all of your money!”
“No, you’re letting me talk to you like this because I just gave you the two best orgasms you’re ever had! Now, do you want another, bitch?”
“Oh, God yes!” she mumbled with a mouthful of me.
Easing her off of my prick, I dove between those thighs and gently cleaned her entire groin without touching her beautiful pussy. She squirmed vigorously, trying to get my mouth on her, but I kept away. Finally, when her squirming failed, she brought her hands down to force me. Expecting that move and feeling her hands on my head, I grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them under her ass.
The only movement she had left was with her thighs. Sharlee placed them on my shoulders and squeezed them shut, trying to scissor my head in place. That’s when I said, “Open them wide if you want me to suck on your delectable puss.”
Sharlee did as she was told while panting, “Please, please lick me, please… aahhh!”
I lapped slowly across her open labia, scooping up her juices along the way. When I got to her little button, I flicked it ever so softly, like butterfly kisses. Sharlee began trembling lightly at first as I continued. As I kept it up and slowly added the slightest bit of pressure, her body began to shake wildly. Squeezing my head on and off, she suddenly clamped down hard and blurted, “Oh God… fuck, fuck, fuck!” and then just screamed. My face was flooded with her fluids as she sprayed me heartily.
Lapping at her divine juices, I was careful not to touch her sensitive button. After all, she was still coming down, and I wanted her conscious for the next part. Mumbling as I enjoyed the rewards of my work, Sharlee whispered, “That was better than your wife.”
Smiling to myself, I responded, “If you liked that, then you’re going to love the next part.”
“There’s more?” she inquired rather shyly.
“So much more. But for now, I need you to roll over and spread those perfect ass cheeks of yours. She haltingly complied while timidly asking, “What are you going to do to me?”
“Only what you beg me to do,” I answered.
On her belly now, Sharlee reached back and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her little pink star. Truth be told, I nearly came just from the sight of that virgin pucker. I moved my hands to assist her in opening her thighs even wider. Approaching my target, I thought that it might be better to start at her still leaking puss and work my way up to her star. She already seemed a little tense, and I wanted her completely relaxed as I drilled her rectum with my oral pleasure giver.
The moment I made contact with her pussy she sighed, and I felt the tension in her body ease. With each lap at her willing puss, I got a little closer to my target. With the first swipe, she quivered a little more and released a quiet ‘Mmmm.’ That was my queue as I moved exclusively to her rear entrance. I began swirling around her tightly squeezed pucker and occasionally flicking at it like a clit.
Again, her hands grabbed my head, pulling me into her gluteal cleft. I took that as a good sign and started digging deeper with my oral excavator.
Her hands pulled me even tighter and were now hampering my work, so I pulled them away. I pushed the back up above her thighs and then pushed them under. Sharlee understood partially and moved them to spread herself even more from underneath. But, I had other ideas and pulled them both to her drooling slit. Pressing her fingers inside, I left her to figure out the rest as I concentrated on opening her anal ring. Between my tongue and her fingers, she was climaxing again within moments.
Sharlee humped the chaise cushion zealously through an ongoing orgasm. This time I wasn’t stopping until I’d opened her up enough to fuck that perfect ass. Her face was planted in the cushion as her peak continued, and I only partially understood her ravings. But, I did get, “Fuck my ass, fuck it… you dirty bastard… pleassseee'”
With an evil grin on my face, I slobbered over a finger and eased it into her slick rectum. The resistance was substantial, but the lubrication allowed me in regardless. I pumped her with the entire length of my digit several times as she started a low growl. Sharlee had four fingers plowing her pussy as I continued. Feeling her loosen up a little, I spat on and added a second digit to the mix. Her growling increased in volume as she seemed to be cumming continuously.
“More!” she panted as I pumped my two fingers in full strokes.
I kept adding saliva to her pucker as I attempted to add a third digit. When the three popped through her anal ring, Sharlee clamped on them hard and sprayed my face, hands, and herself. Unable to catch her breath, Sharlee was hyperventilating. Using my free hand, I rubbed her back and spoke to her calmly, “Deep breaths, Sharlee. Slow and easy, or you’ll pass out.
She finally slowed her breathing, and as she did, her grip on my fingers within her eased. Drooling a little more saliva on her pucker, I then started pushing them deeper. “Oh God, oh fuck… more please… it feels so fucking…. arrrggghhh!” as she came again with a little less spray. Breathing hard but under control, she finally said the words, “Fuck my ass and cum inside me. I need to feel you inside my body.”
Slowly and gently, I removed my fingers, all while adding more of my spit to the mix. As they slid out, I enjoyed the momentary gape that it left. “Move your fingers, sexy. I need a little extra lubrication. Sharlee understood and pulled her fingers from her slippery box but held her lips open to ease my entrance. I pushed in and pumped her several times before withdrawing. Then, holding my penis in hand, I moved it over and around her pucker until it started to open and take me inside. I moved achingly slow through her anal ring as she uncomfortably ceded to my intrusion. Once inside, I let her rest for a minute before she pleaded, “More!”
With her request, I moved inside until my balls were resting against her finger-filled and slick pussy. I could feel her fingers plunging in and out of her wanton cunt. Her body was in a constant state of vibration as she was on the razor’s edge of another massive orgasm. I knew that I wouldn’t last long inside such an unyielding hole, but with her already so close, I didn’t care. Ever since meeting this girl, this moment was all I could think of. Drilling her exceptional ass and having video proof was better than any orgasm that I might have.
I started off slowly, but with full strokes, and in no time, she was howling into the cushion. For several strokes, it felt like I wasn’t going to cum at all, then I looked down at my cock slipping in and out of that amazing ass. Suddenly I was on the edge as she started quaking. When she squeezed her ass shut, it set me off. Unable to move in or out but still deep within her bowels, I began to cum. I stared at that enticing ass with my cock locked inside and thought that I’d never stop cumming.
With us both coming down from our highs, I only wished that I could reach my phone and take a picture. As if she could read my mind, Saundra appeared, taking several photos of the two of us. She stopped after a minute and leaned down to kiss Sharlee full on the lips. I watched as they shared quite a hunger for each other. With my retreating penis escaping from Sharlee’s supple bum, I backed away to let them get closer.
Up until that moment, my wife Saundra was wearing an oversized t-shirt. As I backed away, Sharlee rolled onto her back as Saundra removed the shirt and leaving her as nude as the rest of us. Saundra leaned down onto Sharlee, and they melded into one. Their legs entwined as they kissed greedily while their hands roamed exploratorily. I picked up Saundra’s phone that she’d laid on her discarded t-shirt and filmed their desire.
It was clear that this wasn’t their first time with each other, and my mind once again envisioned their hour together before me. As I filmed their carnal play, I caught the presence of a light from Chucky’s bedroom window. He was either finished with his game, which was unlikely, or he was hungry.
“Ladies. I hate to suppress your obvious need for each other, but Chucky is on the move. He’s probably going for some food and will head back to his room. But, just in case, how about we move this party indoors to our bedroom. That way, we can lock the door.”
They were both too far gone as they fingered each other and kissed wildly. Fortunately, they were both close to peaking, so I aided their efforts by fingering Sharlee’s pucker and licking my wife’s. It wasn’t much longer before they both came thunderously and held each other even tighter. As their cuddling slowed, I kept an eye on the windows and never saw Chucky looking out. After another minute, the light in his room darkened except for the tv glow.
“Well, ladies, it looks like we lucked out, and Chuck is back in his room sucked into the game.”
“So, how about a little three-way skinny dip then?” Sharlee asked.
I helped them both to their feet and led the way into the pool. As we petted each other and intertwined our limbs and lips, Sharlee spoke. “You know that I came here with a plan to seduce Lawrence and take all your money, but it seems that you had a plan too”
As we filled both of Sharlee’s holes with our digits, she moaned, “So who seduced who?”
