Girlfriend Agrees to Sex with his Buddies (First Cuckolding Book 8) Page 9

  Angela just blushed a bit deeper. She pushed her dress lower, gathering the waist band of her panties and stretching the garments down to expose her smooth little slit. She bit her lip as she looked to Jack. Paul edged around to have a closer look. She turned to face him so he could see her properly. “But no touching,” she uttered softly, looking at Paul’s face but glancing back at Jack as well. She held her clothing at her thighs and let them both look at her almost quivering breasts and what she could feel was her very wet pussy.

  “Has anyone touched you there yet?” Jack asked. “Paul?”

  “Nah, man – just what you saw me doing a minute ago. It’s only been feeling her up through her clothes.”

  “None of them have,” Angela added. “They’ve just been kissing me and feeling my breasts mostly, and rubbing me down there a bit, but not a lot…. No one else has seen me like this.”

  “It’s a great idea having this free love weekend,” Paul said. “You’re lucky you were going out with her before I moved to town, buddy. You would have had some competition.”

  “That would have been fun.” Angela smiled. “I like the sound of two guys competing for me.”

  Paul lifted and leaned close to Angela’s face. She was about to be kissed again. She tilted her head and parted her lips expectantly. Paul tilted his head too but didn’t meet her lips, instead he extended his tongue and licked her wetly. He inserted a little and touched her tongue with his. She opened her mouth, and he stuck his tongue out further and tilted her head around so Jack could see. She opened her eyes and met Jack’s gaze. She closed her lips and sucked on Paul’s tongue. He kept it extended and moved back and forth, sliding it through her lips, in and out. He withdrew and she kept her mouth open. He was still there, looking at her mouth but just touching her lip with his tongue. “Don’t tease me,” she whined, and she tried to capture it.

  “Okay – you want more?”

  “Yes.”

  “You want my tongue in your mouth?”

  “Yes. I want it. I want it all weekend.”

  “What a fucking hot little mouth, man,” he said to Jack, and he opened his mouth over hers and forced his tongue into her as far as he could. He cradled her head with one hand and felt her breasts with the other, squeezing them and rolling her nipples.

  He finally relented and released her panting and wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. Jack’s phone rang. She fixed her panties and tugged her dress into place as she took the milk from the fridge and picked up the small glass from earlier. It had a thin film of semen in the bottom and a very strong smell. She tipped a tiny bit of milk into the glass then put the milk away and returned to the guys, swirling, washing the sides. Paul was grinning. She blushed at him and tipped up her half mouthful of then warmish milk, strongly laced with the smell of his cum.

  “Better?” Paul asked.

  Jack was speaking on his phone.

  “Uh huh…. It was nice…. Wish I had another one of those drinks.” She licked the inside rim of the glass where the swirling milk hadn’t washed clean.

  Paul checked around the wall. “Come sit on the lounge for a minute?”

  “Um….”

  He took her hand. She followed, peering back at Jack. He followed as far as the edge of the wall where he leaned back against the kitchen counter still talking on his phone. He could see the lounge from there. Angela held his gaze as she sat and Paul knelt beside her.

  Paul took her in a kiss, moving over her and immediately pressing her back onto the lounge. She was facing her fiancé, his eyes set upon her being cuddled and rubbed. “Spread your legs for me,” Paul breathed into her ear. “Just for a minute, eh?”

  Angela moved one leg aside. He got between her thighs and lay down on top of her. She moaned into his mouth as he thrust his pelvis and ground against her crotch. She held his head, breaking the kiss and looking over his shoulder as he continued thrusting slowly and deliberately. His cock was splitting her pussy open. He was sucking on her neck. She held Jack’s eyes. “Don’t stop,” she whispered to Paul. Jack stood there watching intently while she squirmed against his buddy’s erection and quickly went into orgasm.

  Paul held firmly against her as she held his back and convulsed softly, her body undulating, her legs spread wide.

  Paul resumed kissing her. She kept him cradled between her legs. He looked back at Jack – the two men exchanging a stare for a moment. Paul rolled his pelvis and ground his cock against Angela’s pussy again. He held Jack’s stare while he continued doing that slowly and very deliberately poking the head of his dick into Angela’s wetness. He held it in place and pressed forward, forcing her panties up inside.

  “Uhh… hhh,” Angela moaned, blushing and meeting her fiancé’s glare.

  Paul lifted his upper body to see what he was doing. Jack approached closer and watched too. Paul’s cock head was defined in the white nylon of his shorts. He hunched down and pressed it against the crotch of Angela’s panties again. It caught there as he rolled his pelvis. She opened her legs wider and he pressed more firmly, rocking his hips body and poking her.

  “Damn she’s wet, man,” Paul said to Jack.

  Angela peered back up at Jack. He glanced from watching what Paul was doing to her. Paul speared the underside of his cock through her slit – her panties camel-toed inside of her. He slid back and forth, pressing his balls against her while massaging her clit with his shaft. She reached for Jack’s hand and squeezed his fingers as she went back into orgasm. Paul ground hard against her pussy and took her mouth. He probed deep with his tongue. Jack knelt. Paul lifted and Jack kissed her hard as well. She pressed his hand to her breast and moaned into his mouth. She could still taste Paul’s cum but she swirled her tongue around Jack’s.

  Paul sat up, keeping her legs on his lap – her dress up around her belly and her panties exposed and still wedged inside of her. Stan and Mark appeared behind the couch, grinning.

  “Nice camel toe,” Stan said.

  They all looked at it. Angela blushed, pressing her thighs together. She squeezed Jack’s hand. “I love it when they hold me and kiss me like that.”

  “You mean lying down?” Stan asked.

  “Uh huh…. But not in front of my sister.”

  Tanya could be heard still chatting on the phone in the next room.

  Stan motioned for Paul to shift aside. “Do you mind, mam?”

  “Um – what about in there instead?” Angela looked to the pool room. “You could out the divan down there.”

  The guys all agreed. Stan and Mark led off. Paul waited for Angela and Jack then followed.

  “It doesn’t go any further, though,” Jack said.

  Stan was pulling out the divan. “Nah, man – just as far as Ang lets us.”

  “Which is with my clothes still on,” Angela told them all. “Especially down below.”

  They all chuckled. Stan took her hand. “That sounds fair.” He guided her to sit and she scooted back and lay down. Stan crawled over her and bent to kiss her. “You’ve been so fucking lucky all this time, man,” he said to Jack. “Look how hot she is!”

  Stan looked down Angela’s body, rubbing his hand over her and feeling her hip. He tugged her dress, and she lifted her bottom so he could pull it up.

  “You can lie on me,” Angela uttered sweetly. “I’ll spread my legs if you want and you can feel into me a little bit.”

  Stan nudged her legs aside and got between them. “Can I take my cock out?” he asked both Angela and Jack.

  Angela blushed up at Jack. He looked from her to Stan. He nodded. “But just through her panties, man. Just dry humping.”

  Paul chuckled. “Yeah – dry humping her wet panties.”

  Angela giggled along with them all. “But just until my sister stops talking in there, so you’d better hurry.”

  “Yeah come on, Stan, I want a turn with my cock out as well,” Paul said.

  Stan pushed down his shorts and jocks. He was erect. He lowered to Angela and
positioned his cock against her crotch. Everyone groaned as he slid back and forth through her camel toe, deepening it noticeably. “Fuck that’s nice,” he said, and he pulled back further and positioned the head against her.

  “Uh huh….” Angela moaned softly. She gripped the cushion beneath her and undulated up off it with her hips. The head of Stan’s cock was opening her. He pressed hard against the crotch of her panties and took her mouth in a kiss.

  “Come on, man, my turn,” Paul urged him.

  “Yeah – just a minute,” Stan said back over his shoulder, and he started rolling his hips. “Like that?” he groaned into another kiss.

  “Mmm, except I’m going to cum again,” Angela panted in reply.

  “Go on then….”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Go on – cum, baby,” Stan taunted, grinding hard against her.

  “Hhhuu… huhhh,” Angela moaned, gripping his shoulders and writhing up against him.

  Stan held firmly against her.

  “You’re not inside her?” Jack checked with him.

  He shook his head. “Nah, man…. I fucking wish!”

  Stan got up onto his knees. Angela was red faced. She huffed. Her legs were relaxed as Stan moved aside and Paul replaced him. Her little panties were soaked and creased into her.

  “You didn’t cum, did you, Stan?” Paul checked as he wiped his cock through her slit.

  Stan was squeezing his erection aside in his shorts. “Nearly did, but no.”

  Paul lay down on Angela and kissed her as he surged through her hot little pussy with the underside of his shaft. He quickly got the head into position and pressed into her. Angela reached back above her head for Jack’s hands. Paul immediately pushed her dress up over her tits, baring them as they wobbled quivered there, her nipples tight. He continued humping against her, spearing his shaft through her panty covered slit.

  Angela smiled through her blush. “I love the feel of them down there, Jack. It’s so amazing to have another man between my legs like this.”

  “Yeah?” Jack grunted, his voice dry and raspy.

  Paul hooked his arms beneath her knees and lifted her legs, spreading them wide as he continued rolling his pelvis and humping her wet gash. He was watching what he was doing. He pulled back and carefully positioned the head of his cock. He pushed against the thin shield of fabric. One of the elastic edges stretched inward, his cockhead sinking in with it, her reddened inner folds exposed.

  “Um….” Angela touched his belly, biting down on her smile. “Hey, you!” she scolded, slipping her hand down to her crotch and covering herself.

  “Oops,” Paul said with a grin, and he rolled his pelvis deliberately with his cockhead going between Angela’s fingers. It slid past them and sunk into her until she pressed against him down there.

  “Um…. No – that’s not allowed.” Angela giggled as she squirmed away slightly. She looked back at Jack. His eyes were glazed as he stared at where she was being penetrated.

  “I know…. It was an accident,” Paul said, and he pressed forward again, his wet cock slipping through Angela’s fingers and past the edge of her panties.

  Angela gripped Jack’s shirt, twisting a handful of it as she went back into orgasm. Paul held firmly against her, his cock fully inserted. “Come on, man, that’s enough,” Jack said.

  Paul nodded. “It’s okay, man, I’m just letting her get off. I’m not going to get off myself or anything.”

  Angela writhed and kept her hand pressed over her opening. Paul’s cock was still between her fingers, the creamy shaft coming out of her then springing upright. She left her crotch and gripped a breast, still squirming and softly convulsing. One edge of her panties was inside of her wet, open pussy. “Wow – that was naughty,” she said, peering back at her fiancé.

  “Yeah – we need to talk,” Jack replied, bending to her and kissing her softly.

  *

  Tanya hung up the phone in the other room. Angela got from beneath Paul and pulled her dress into place, slipping her arms through the shoulder strings. She brushed past the guys and took the sausage rolls out of the microwave, but they were cold and leathery.

  “That’s okay. We can get something at the pub, eh, Jack?” Paul was grinning, straightening his shorts and adjusting his dick to one side.

  “How long do you need, sweetheart?” Jack asked.

  Angela checked the clock on the wall. It was just after three. “We’ll have dinner ready at six,” she said. “Is that okay? We really need a break from all the attention, don’t we, Tan?”

  “Yes! Go away you bad men! We need some girl time to recover before you can have any more.” Tanya was pushing Jack as she spoke. “Go on – get!” she giggled.

  “Girl time? Is that like girl/girl?” Paul asked, peering back from the door.

  “Eww!” Tanya cried. “We’re sisters! Don’t be creepy!”

  Jack pulled Angela aside and whispered. “We really have to talk later, okay?”

  “Okay….”

  10

  The guys were walking to the pub, only a couple of blocks away. The girls waved them off from the front porch. They went inside hand in hand and flopped on the big leather lounge.

  “Oh, my god!” Tanya exclaimed. “Talk about frigging horn dogs!”

  “I agree,” Angela huffed. “This is so amazing – getting kissed to death and groped and played with…. I love it!”

  Her sister giggled. “Yeah – try getting, excuse the French, fucked by them all. And don’t worry about Jack. He’s a horn dog too. He wants to fuck me! He knows he’s not allowed, but he wants to! Big time.”

  “Um…. Speaking of big – who’s got the biggest one, little sister? Since you have now sampled the four of them.”

  “Four?”

  “Yes. You did it with Paul before.”

  “Oh, yeah. It’s hard to remember. He isn’t that impressive in comparison.” Tanya grinned.

  “Oh, really? He’s bigger than Jack – a little bit bigger.”

  “How do you know? Did you see it?”

  Angela grinned proudly. “No, but I felt it through his shorts.”

  “Well,” Tanya started. “Yes, Paul is actually a nice size, and maybe a smidge bigger than Jack. But I only felt Jack’s when he was rubbing it against my bottom, so I’ll have to trust you on that.”

  “Rubbing it against your bottom?”

  “Yep! Dry humping like a horn dog.”

  “Well, maybe that’s because you’re like Missy, little sister.”

  Tanya giggled. “What - in heat? Maybe you are too!”

  “I think I am,” Angela considered half seriously. “Maybe that’s my problem. Maybe that’s why I feel compelled to try and talk Jack into letting all his buddies have sex with me for real instead of just kissing and groping.”

  “Really?” Tanya cried. “Are you going to?”

  “Yep. I’ve almost decided I want to. I think if he’s half positive when I ask him tonight, I won’t be able to stop myself talking him into it.”

  “Yes!” Tanya cheered. “It’s so, I don’t know, awkward – being the only sister doing it. It’s like – do they really want me, or is it that they just can’t have you and are settling for my mosquito bites and complete lack of knowledge when it comes to pleasing a guy.”

  “Hey – no way! You’re hot, Tan. These guys want me AND you! Although they would probably do it with any girl who was willing, so I don’t know…. Anyway, this might be my only best chance this weekend, and I want to feel what it’s like with a different guy on top of me.”

  “Okay. Wes will be back tomorrow, so I’ll have him and Jack, and you can have the other three. How’s that sound?”

  “Sounds great!” Angela declared honestly. “Do the guys get any say in this?”

  “No. Why should they?”

  “Because it takes two.”

  “Pft…. Trust me. Stan, Mark and definitely Paul will be all over you if you say yes.”

  “And w
hat about Jack? I mean, should we let him join in? I mean, would you want to let him – you know?”

  Tanya nodded, without being silly this time. “I’d let him have sex with me. Just for fun. I don’t want him,” she added with a grin. “He’s all yours, but if it will help get him to let you – then you can tell him he can have me.”

  “But, Tan – that’s almost prostitution.”

  “Cool. He can pay me too if you like. I’m broke!”

  Angela glared. Tanya poked out her tongue.

  “Hmm,” Angela went on, getting back to what she was really wondering. “So, you were saying…. About who has the biggest ding dong….”

  “Oh, yeah. Mark. Easily. It’s frigging painful. It’s not as big as Mr. double D, but it’s ginormous. You can definitely take care of Mark next time. I’m still damn sore. I can still feel it sticking in my belly, and it was hours ago.”

  This was interesting. “And what about Stan?” Angela pressed. “How big is he?”

  “His is a nice size too. Maybe a bit longer than Paul’s, but not too huge.”

  Angela took her sister’s hand and held it, fiddling with the rings on her fingers. “And you’re sure you’re due for your period next week?” she asked.

  Tanya shrugged. “Definitely. It’s two days away. I can tell.”

  “Yeah, I get that….”

  “Why? What are you going on about? I know you, Ang.”

  “Well – it’s just that if you really want to try it without a condom, and if you’re sure you want to take even the tiniest risk – well, you could let Jack cum inside you…. At least it’s Jack and not one of these other guys…. I mean, if you want to with him, I wouldn’t worry so much.”

  “I want to,” Tanya replied emphatically. “I sooo want to!”

  Angela rolled her eyes. Although she was enjoying the natural feel of intercourse without a condom these days, so she could understand her sister being excited to try it. She chuckled. “Sounds like we’ve got it all worked out and the guys just need to be told, doesn’t it?”

  “Yep. The way it should be,” Tanya said.

  11

  They got changed into bikinis and went for a swim. Getting on 4.30, Mr. Peters had not appeared in his yard or on his deck. The girls were disappointed, about ready to give up when a car pulled into the garage.