The football party with a twist – part 2



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“Fuckin’ slut,” Ted groaned, his hips jerking a couple times, then finding the smooth rhythm once again.

“MMM!” Pam whimpered, her own hips twitching excitedly in response to the first signs of his impending climax.

During the following moments the force of Ted’s fucking grew, his hips slamming his cock into her again and again.

In response Bill’s hips basically stopped their rocking and he held himself still, allowing his friends’ pummeling of her to drive her mouth along his cock over and over, making her lips bounce off his fingers at a rapid, powerful pace.

“Mmm. MMM. MMM!” She whimpered, her muscles shuddering with anticipation.

“Dirty little whore,” Ted grunted. He gripped her waist tightly and used the hold to push and pull her along his rigid member, effectively using her to fuck him even as he drove himself into her again and again.

In and out his cock thrust . . .

In and out . . .

In . . .

Out . . .

Faster . . .

Harder . . .

In and out of her wet pussy his cock pumped. Before him Pam rocked upon all fours, her tits swaying radically beneath her. Her lips slid along Bill’s cock.

In and out . . .

Back and forth . . .

In . . .

Out . . .

Fucking her . . .

Using her . . .

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” Ted groaned.

“Mmm. Mmm.”

In . . .

Out . . .

Harder . . .

Faster . . .

His cock drove into her . . .

Ramming . . .

“Mmm. MMM!”

“Take it. Oh yea, take it you whore,” Ted’s rhythm was disintegrating, his hips starting to jerk at her awkwardly. His hands on her waist threw her forward . . . jerked her back.

“Mmm. MMM.” She whimpered, her muscles tensing.

Ted thrust into her again and again . . .

Slamming his crotch against her ass . . .

Pummeling her pussy with his rigid member . . .

Then he yanked her back onto his cock as he rammed himself into her one last time. His crotch smashed against her ass, grinding . . . twitching spastically.

“Oh fuck yea,” he growled, cumming inside her.

“MMM. MMM!” She cried, her third orgasm rolling through her. It wasn’t as powerful as its predecessors, but it still made her muscles clench. Her back rolled downward, shoving her ass back onto Ted’s cock, her hips humping her pussy on it.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” Bill groaned, stuffing his cock in her mouth, cramming her lips against his fingers.

“Damn she’s hot,” Logan chimed in from the sidelines.

“Mmm. Mmm. Mmm,” she whimpered with the cascading waves of pleasure. She no longer sucked on Bill’s cock, her focus being warped by the explosions racking her nerves.

“Hell yea,” Ted sighed as he finished cumming. He continued holding himself inside her for a moment, letting her pussy milk him dry.

“Mmm. Mmm,” she whimpered, her body quivering through the fading of her orgasm. As her muscles and her body relaxed she started suckling on Bill’s member again.

Ted dropped back on his haunches, his hands falling from her waist and his cock slipping from her sex. More drops of cum dripped onto her inner thighs.

“I can’t fuckin’ wait,” Bill growled, jerking his cock from her mouth and moving to get behind her.

“Hey -,” George started to disagree.

“Man, her mouth’s got me on the verge of cumming,” Bill stopped him. “And I am not gonna miss my chance to stick my cock in her pussy.”

The heat of his tone ensured nobody doubted him; he’d only be a minute or two . . . if he was lucky. So, George fell silent and allowed his friend to kneel behind Henry’s wife. Grabbing onto her waist and guiding himself to her used sex, Bill quickly stuffed his entire cock inside her in one powerful thrust.

“Oh God,” she whimpered, being penetrated for a third time.

“Oh yea,” Bill moaned. He pulled back . . . thrust forward . . . pulled back again. His hips rapidly worked into an enthusiastic humping rhythm, driving himself in and out of her with building excitement.

“Oh yes. Oh yes,” Pam purred, her own hips rocking back to meet his energized thrusts.

As expected within a few minutes his humping started to grow disjointed, his hips jerking back and forth awkwardly.

“Oh yes. Fuck me, Bill. Fuck me,” Pam encouraged him.

“Yea, you like it. Don’t you, Sweetie,” he groaned, his thrust becoming more awkward as he struggled to hold on for just . . . a few . . . more . . . minutes.

“Yes, Baby,” she whimpered. “Yes.”

Kneeling on all fours she panted and gasped as he pummeled her sex . . .

In and out his shaft pumped . . .

Fast . . .

Hard . . .

In and out . . .

Pounding into her . . .

Driving . . .

Slamming . . .

“Fuck me, Bill.”

With a guttural roar of his own he buried his cock deep inside her once more, mashing his crotch against her ass, and froze.

“Ooh,” Pam whimpered, her ass humping herself on him as he shot his load inside her.

As he finished cumming he rolled his hips against her, his hands on her waist holding her ass firmly against his crotch. Then, after a moment he fell back as Ted had, his softening cock slipping from her, causing more drops of cum to speckle her inner thighs.

“Ok, my turn,” George claimed, standing nearby with his cock in hand.

It was between him, Logan, and Alex. And the other two didn’t raise any objections as they stood off to the side, quietly conversing together.

“Let’s get you off your knees though,” George said, stepping forward. He took her arm and helped her to her feet then led her over to the couch where he got her onto her back with her head near an armrest.

Bending her knees Pam set one foot where the couch-back met the cushions, and propped the other on the cushion’s outer edge. From under heavy lids she watched a fourth man climb between her spread legs. Her features were filled with lust . . . hunger . . . desire. A few strands of her disheveled hair stuck to her cheek.

George set one hand atop the armrest to hold himself above her. He gazed down on her, admiring her freckled, milky breasts, glistening with sweat, their nipples swollen . . . erect.

Below them her abs trembled with the anticipation rolling through her. And below that her used pussy lay open and waiting. His hips dropped. His free hand guided his cock to her sex . . . set the head between her used folds.

“Mmm,” she purred.

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