It was shaping up to be a boring night as Leslie and I sat on the couch in our new house watching TV. Neither of us was really paying attention to the show, I was busy looking up stuff on my laptop, and Leslie was playing on her phone. We were both worn out from moving into our new house over the last week. “What do you want to do for dinner? You want to order a pizza and watch a movie?” I asked her.

“That sounds good. You know what I like,” Leslie replied.

I started ordering the pizza online, and about halfway through, Leslie asked, “Have you finished the order yet?”

“No. Do you want anything else?” I asked.

“My friend LeAnne just texted and asked what I was up to. Do you mind if she comes over?”

“She’s the kinda hot one, right?” I asked.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Are we gonna, you know,” I asked, smiling and nodding.

“I don’t know. I can ask her when she gets here. Order an extra pizza in case she wants some,” Leslie replied.

“Yeah, sure,” I said, turning my attention back to my laptop, “What else does she like?”

“Just get a pepperoni pizza.”

“Why don’t you just text her and ask what she likes,” I suggested.

“OK, fine,” she said, tapping away at her phone. Seconds later, she looked over at me again. “I told you. Pepperoni is fine.”

I didn’t reply. I just finished the order. “OK, it should be here in about thirty-five minutes. What movie did you want to watch?” I asked.

“I don’t care, just pick something, whatever you want to watch. When LeAnne gets here, I doubt I’ll pay much attention to it anyway,” she replied.

“Yeah, that makes sense. When is she going to get here?” I asked.

“LeAnne said she’s leaving her house in a few minutes. She just put her kids to bed. She lives about 15 minutes away. She might make it here before the pizza,” Leslie said.

“Oh, OK, cool,” I replied.

We both turned our attention back to our devices and got quiet. After a few minutes, Leslie stood up, “I’m gonna straighten up some of this moving mess and was the few dishes we have in the sink,” she said.

“You want some help?” I asked.

“No, I’ll manage. It’s only a few things. I’m just going to wash them by hand,” Leslie replied, leaving the room.

It didn’t seem like Leslie had been gone very long when there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, a young woman stood there with a slightly confused look on her face and no pizza. We both sized each other up, hopefully thinking the same things. “Um, is Leslie here?” she finally asked.

“Uh, yeah. You must be LeAnne, c’mon in. I’ll go get Leslie,” I told her, stepping out of the way so she could come in.

Of course, I knew it was LeAnne. Leslie had shown me some of LeAnne’s pictures on Facebook when we moved in together. The images of her in a bikini had inspired a few fantasies while I jerked off when Leslie wasn’t home. LeAnne was a hot blonde with an incredible, sexy body, and I had trouble believing she had two kids. One night while I fucked Leslie doggy-style, I had even pictured LeAnne’s body and ass in place of Leslie.

“Hey, sweetheart, LeAnne is here,” I called out to Leslie.

“OK, tell her I’m in the kitchen,” Leslie called back.

“I heard her. Thanks,” LeAnne said, smiling as she walked past me and out of the room.

I couldn’t help staring at her ass as she left. She was wearing tight jeans that made it look amazing, and in jeans, it was almost as lovely as Leslie’s. I wondered if she was exaggerating her twitch as she walked, knowing I was looking. Just as Leslie turned the corner to leave the room, she looked over her shoulder at me, still smiling. I had also noticed that she was wearing a tight tank-top, and I couldn’t tell, but it didn’t look like she was wearing a bra. I had seen pictures of LeAnne, and she definitely looked better in person. I hoped I’d be seeing more of her than even her bikini pictures on Facebook revealed before the night was over. Almost as soon as Leslie walked out of sight, I was snapped back to reality by another knock at the door. I stepped back to the door and opened it. The pizza girl was standing there with a smile. I had already paid online, so after a quick, awkward exchange of the pizza and her tip, she was on her way.

When I walked into the kitchen with the pizzas, Leslie and LeAnne leaned against different countertops, smoking cigarettes and laughing. “The pizzas are here,” I said, setting them on the kitchen table.

“This must be your new boyfriend,” LeAnne said to Leslie.

“Yeah, he didn’t introduce himself to you when he let you in?” Leslie asked her.

“Nope.”

“He’s an ass,” Leslie said, laughing, “LeAnne, this is my boyfriend, Eli. Eli, this is LeAnne.”

“He’s kinda hot,” LeAnne said as she looked me up and down again.

“Yeah, he’s alright,” Leslie replied, looking at me smiling.

Yeah, and you guys aren’t too bad yourselves,” I told them, turning around to get a slice of pizza. I heard them giggling quietly behind me. “I’m going back to the living room. Are you guys going to hang out in here?” I asked before taking a bite of pizza.

“I’m going to finish the dishes. Why don’t you hang out here with us?” Leslie asked.

“Yeah, sure. I can do that. So, what are you guys talking about?” I asked.

“Porn,” LeAnne replied quickly.

“Oh, yeah?” I asked before taking another bite of pizza. I couldn’t help but wonder how much of what she had said was for shock value.

“Yeah. Leslie says you have a nice collection,” LeAnne replied.

I looked over at Leslie. I was a little embarrassed. LeAnne had her back to me as she washed the dishes. “Uh, yeah, I guess,” I said after swallowing.

“She was saying you seem to like anal porn, but she’s more into girl-on-girl stuff,” LeAnne said, leaning back against the counter beside Leslie and smiling.

“Yeah,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders, “that sounds about right. What are you into?”

LeAnne shrugged, “I dunno, I like it all. It really depends on my mood,” She replied, then turned around to help Leslie.

LeAnne started drying the dishes and putting them away. They talked, but they were too quiet for me to make anything out. After finishing my pizza slice, I left the kitchen without them noticing and went into the bedroom. I lit a cigarette, sat on the edge of the bed, and flipped through a Penthouse. “What are you doing in here?” Leslie asked, walking into the bedroom before I had even finished smoking.

“Nothing, smoking a cigarette,” I answered.

“And looking at a Penthouse. Why don’t you come out here with us?” she asked.

“I don’t know, LeAnne, and you said it had been a while since you guys have hung out. I figured I’d give you guys a chance to catch up. Don’t worry about me. I’ll finish my cigarette and beat off while thinking about you two while looking at these two sluts,” I said, holding up the magazine.

“You said you wanted a threesome with her, right?” Leslie asked.

“Um, well, yeah. She’s kinda hot, and you said LeAnne’s someone you wouldn’t mind joining us,” I replied.

“OK, you wanna beat off thinking about fucking the two sluts in your living room, or do you want to fuck us?” she asked.

“That’s a dumb question. Of course, I want to fuck you,” I told Leslie.

“Well, tonight’s your chance. She’s OK with it, but you have to start it with her. She’s in the kitchen drying the dishes. Go get things started, and I’ll wait for you in here,” Leslie said, coming over to the bed.

“Are you sure?” I asked, standing up after putting out my cigarette.

“Yes. Just don’t be shy. LeAnne’s a slut, and she’ll respond better if you’re forward,” she replied, getting on the bed and unbuttoning her jeans. “I’ll be waiting in here. If you guys don’t come in here within about twenty minutes or so, I’ll come out looking for you. Just know that I’m coming out naked, so if you blow this with her and you’re not already fucking her when I come out, LeAnne and I are gonna fuck, right here on this bed, and you’ll be lucky if we let you watch us. You’re going to sleep in our wet spots tonight too.”

“So, what should I do? Just walk up behind her, grab her ass, and ask if she wants to fuck?” I asked, stopping at the door.

“Yes!” Leslie answered, “Put a hand on her ass and tell her she has a nice ass. Ask her if you can fuck it when she says thanks since she knows I’m not into anal. She wants to fuck. Why do you think she made those comments about the porn?”

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Trust me. Do you want a threesome? Do you want to fuck her asshole? Then go do what I told you. Otherwise, send her back here to me. Because we are definitely eating each other’s pussies before she goes home tonight,” she replied, slipping her jeans and panties off at the same time.

I stood there for a moment staring at Leslie’s bald snatch as she lifted her shirt over her head. “Oh, and Eli,” Leslie called out before I could leave.

“Yeah.”

“If you start fucking her before I join you, do not cum in her pussy. Do you understand me?” she asked

“Yes, darlin’,” I said, then left for the kitchen.

My cock was already starting to swell by the time I reached the kitchen. The combination of thinking about Leslie’s bald pussy, LeAnne’s sexy ass, and the silky feel of my basketball shorts with no boxers wasn’t helping. LeAnne was still standing at the counter, drying dishes and slowly putting them away. Her back was to me, making it easy to walk up behind her undetected. I put a hand on her ass, and LeAnne froze. Panic hit me for a brief moment. Was she going to freak out? I gave her ass a firm squeeze and whispered in her ear, “You’ve got a sexy ass.”

LeAnne pushed her ass back against my hand. “Thanks,” she whispered.

I couldn’t believe it; this was going exactly the way Leslie had said it would. Had they set this all up? I moved closer to LeAnne, putting my hands on her hips. LeAnne put the dishtowel down, pushed her ass against my crotch, and then slowly and gently started grinding her ass on me. I eased my hands to the front of her jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. I slid a hand into the front of her jeans, she wasn’t wearing any panties, and she was already wet. My finger slid over her clitoris and between her pussy lips. “You’re already hard. I can feel you against my ass. Leslie says you’re huge,” LeAnne said.

“You wanna find out?” I asked.

“I don’t have panties on, and I’m wet. You know this to be true because your finger is already in my pussy. Of course, I want to find out. I came to get fucked and cum on a huge cock,” LeAnne replied.

I got closer to LeAnne, pressing my body against her back, which made it easier for me to slip another finger into her wet pussy. “Can I fuck your sexy ass?” I asked. “I don’t get that sense Leslie isn’t into it. It might be for the best, I don’t use condoms, and I can’t cum in your pussy, which, based on how you feel on my fingers, it might be hard for me to pull out.”

LeAnne shuddered as I fingered her deeper. “I know, Leslie told me already. I’m fine with all of that. I’m not on birth control anyway. And I don’t mind taking it in the ass,” she said between ragged breaths.

I pulled my hand out of her jeans and grabbed her waistband. After taking a small step backward, I forced her jeans down to her knees. “Turn around,” I told her, taking another step back.

LeAnne arched her back and wiggled her ass playfully. “Like what you see?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I replied, reaching into my shorts and grabbing my nearly erect cock, “you’ve got an amazing ass.”

Leanne turned around slowly and leaned against the counter, putting her hands on the edge. “Mmm… are you gonna pull that big cock out for me to see?” she asked before biting her lower lip.

“You can wait,” I told her, pulling my hand out of my shorts. I got down on one knee and grabbed the waist of her jeans again, yanking them down to her ankles and helping her out of them. “You know, they’d come off easier if you took my shoes off,” LeAnne said.

“Yeah, probably, but you’re going to leave your shoes on for a while,” I told her.

“Why?”

“Because tonight you’re going to be my porn star, and it’s common for porn stars to leave their shoes on,” I replied.

LeAnne giggled, “OK.”

With her pants finally off, I slid closer to her and lifted her left leg, putting it over my shoulder. She had an incredibly sexy pussy, shaved bald, and small pussy lips that spread ever so slightly apart. Her clit was engorged and sticking out. I was about a foot away from her, and I could already smell her musky scent. It was intoxicating. I looked up at her. She was looking down at me, still biting her lower lip. The look of desire on her face was priceless. I didn’t waste any more time. I turned to face her pussy and put my lips on her clit. LeAnne gasped and grabbed my head with both hands, pulling my hair. She pulled me closer to her with her leg. “Oh, god, yes… I haven’t had my pussy eaten out in months… Holy shit, that feels so fuckin’ good… tongue-fuck my pussy ‘til I cum, baby,” she said between moans.

I moved my mouth down to slide my tongue between her pussy lips and into her waiting hole. My chin was already covered with her girl juices. Her pussy tasted better than I imagined it would. It was apparent now that she had showered just before she came over. I moved my hand between her thighs so I could slip a couple of fingers inside of her drenched pussy. I easily managed to slide my two middle fingers into her as deep as they would go. This elicited a deeper moan from her as she moved her hips and ground her pussy on my face.

I could tell from fingering her that she wouldn’t be as tight as Leslie, which wasn’t a surprise, but she wasn’t as loose as I expected her to be either. I knew that she had two kids, and Leslie had made several comments about how easy she was when they were younger. Leslie had also hinted a few times that she might be selling her pussy in a seedy massage parlor. Since I have an odd love of sluts, all of that made me want to fuck her more, and even now, with my tongue buried in her love slit, I couldn’t believe I was getting the chance. I had gotten lost in my thoughts as I licked and kissed LeAnne’s tasty pussy. I snapped back to reality when she ran her fingers through my hair. She gathered a fistful of my hair in each hand and started pulling me, making my mouth tighter to her as she pressed her pussy onto my face. I bent my fingers to hit her g-spot and sucked her clit between my lips, biting it gently. LeAnne’s whole body started to shake. “I’m cumming,” she whispered, barely audible.

I felt my chin getting wetter as her pussy spasmed around my fingers. I continued sucking on her clit. After a few seconds, she was pulling my head back, trying to pull my mouth away from her. “You gotta stop. My clit is really sensitive,” she said breathlessly.

I moved back and looked up at her. I didn’t want to stop, but the night was early, and I’d rather have Leslie sitting on her face when I make her scream. LeAnne was glistening slightly from sweat, and her face was flush. “I want you inside me,” she said.

LeAnne leaned forward and sucked on my chin as soon as I stood up, slowly moving her mouth up to mine and kissing me. Her hand found its way into my shorts, and she gently wrapped her soft hand around my now hard, throbbing cock. “Holy fuck,” she said into my mouth as her eyes widened.

LeAnne moved back and pulled my waistband out to look into my shorts. “Yeah, I want you inside me. Now,” she said, letting my waistband snap back into place.

LeAnne grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. My eyes were fixed on her sexy ass until we got to the couch, and she turned to face me. She was sexy as hell, naked from the waist down except for her white and pink sneakers and pink socks. Her nipples were hard and pressing against the tight fabric of her thin tank top. It was apparent now that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Can I ask you a personal question?” I asked, looking her up and down again.

“Yeah, but make it quick. I wanna fuck,” LeAnne replied.

“Are you as easy as Leslie says?” I asked.

LeAnne laughed, “Why? What did the little slut say about me?” she asked.

“Just that you’re, uh, a little easy. Leslie said you both used to be, but you still are,” I replied.

“Oh, I’m still easy, huh? I bet you fucked her the day you met her, didn’t you?” she asked.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Well, yeah. Yeah, I’m easy. I’m not an innocent little, pristine virgin, and I don’t pretend to be. I like to fuck. I like to get fucked. I like big, hard dicks. I like wet pussies. I’m a married woman, and I’m still easy. I’m a slutwife. And I’m a whore,” she said.

“A whore?” I asked.

“Yup, a whore. I get men off for money. Is that ok? Because I really want this big dick in me right now, but if you’re not ok with that, I’ll put my whore pussy back in my jeans and leave,” she said as she grabbed my cock through my shorts.

“Yeah, it’s ok. I was just curious because I have a thing for sluts,” I told her.

“What about whores?” She asked.

“I’ve only fucked one, and I was kinda shy,” I told her.

“OK, well, now you’re gonna fuck this whore. So, drop your shorts and sit down,” she said.

I pushed my shorts down, letting them fall to the floor, then sat down on the couch. LeAnne just stood there staring for a second. “That is impressive,” she said as she finally straddled my lap.

“What do you charge?” I asked.

“What?”

“You’re a whore, right? How much do you charge?” I asked again.

“Don’t worry, baby, this one’s free,” LeAnne said, smiling as she reached between her legs and positioned my cock between her pussy lips.

“I just want to know how much the pussy I’m in is worth,” I told her as she lowered herself onto my cock.

I watched LeAnne’s face as she took my entire cock into her pussy. She was in heaven, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Once she was all the way down on me, I grabbed her hips and held her in place. “So, how much do you charge?” I asked for the third time.

LeAnne had to get her breathing under control before she could answer. “OK, so, I rarely sell my pussy. I work at a massage parlor, so I mainly just give happy endings. You know, handies. I only charge twenty-five dollars for a handy, because you have to get the expensive massage before asking.

“Sometimes I’ll give them a blowjob, and they can cum on my tits, that costs a hundred dollars. I only sell my pussy and ass to repeat customers. It’s one-seventy-five to fuck my pussy, cum, and go, or you can get a whole hour for two-fifty.

“Anal is expensive. I’m not in the mood most of the time, so I charge a grand, and I’ve gotten that a lot. Sometimes if I’m really feeling getting it in the ass, or they’ve paid the thousand a few times, I’ll only charge five-hundred, but that’s kinda rare.”

“And you’re not on birth control?” I asked.

“No, I’m married, and I’m a slutwife. My husband can’t have kids, and he’s kinky. He likes it when I bring home creampies, and if I get pregnant from some random guy, it’s no big deal. We want more kids, which is better than adopting since the kid would be mine. That’s also why I don’t sell my pussy often. I’d rather it not be a guy that paid for it.” LeAnne replied.

“That’s all pretty fuckin’ hot,” I said.

“Good. Can we fuck now?” she asked, grabbing my wrists and moving my hands.

“Damn, you’re a horny little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yeah. I am. Now, do you wanna fuck, or do you wanna talk? I ain’t got all goddamn night,” LeAnne replied, letting go of my wrists.

“You’re on top. What are you waiting for?” I asked.

LeAnne sat up straight and grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head. She had perfect, firm, round titties with medium-sized, pink areolas and perfectly proportioned nipples. She dropped her shirt behind her, letting it fall to the floor on top of my shorts. She put her hands on my shoulders and wasted no more time. She began fucking herself with my hard cock. I put my arms on the back of the couch and relaxed as I watched her use me.

LeAnne wasn’t moving very far up the length of my cock at first, but she was building speed. Just as I started to get into it, she let go of my shoulders and leaned back, grinding her wet cunt on my crotch. I could feel my dickhead deep inside her, brushing her cervix. LeAnne was rubbing her hands over her body, barely touching her hips, and completely ignoring her nipples. It wasn’t long after that, and she adjusted to my size. She started bouncing on my lap without warning like the pro she was.

She was using her knees to lift herself so that just the tip of my dickhead was inside her tight pussy hole, then she’d quickly slam back down the entire length. LeAnne was wiggling her hips like she was hula hooping the whole time. It was all I could do to not blow my load deep inside her. “Fuck, your pussy feels amazing,” I said.

“I know it does, baby. I love the way your big dick feels inside me, stretching me out,” she replied.

She continued the same speed and rhythm for a while, and I just sat back and enjoyed the view. Her titties were bouncing around in small circles, and I still couldn’t believe how nice they were. They had to be good c-cups, maybe a little more. Finally, LeAnne slammed down on me one last time before she began to grind her pussy on me. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming,” she said, grabbing her tits and squeezing them hard.

LeAnne was out of breath, and her breathing was becoming less staggered as she came down from her orgasmic high. She started wiggling her hips on my lap, which felt incredible. “I can’t believe you did not fucking cum,” she said.

“I was enjoying the show. Besides, you feel amazing. I didn’t want it to end too fast,” I told her.

“Oh my god, your dick is fucking wonderful,” she said.

Leslie interrupted before either of us could say anything else. Neither of us had heard her come in. “What the fuck is going on in her?” she yelled. “Are you fucking my boyfriend, you dirty slut?”

LeAnne and I both turned and looked at her at the same time. Leslie was completely naked in the doorway, holding one of her vibrators. “Yeah, I’m fucking his brains out. Why don’t you come and join us?” LeAnne asked.

“I don’t mind if I do,” Leslie said, walking toward us. She started laughing then asked LeAnne, “He made you keep your shoes on?”

LeAnne smiled, “Yeah, I’m his little pornstar tonight,” she said.

“Good,” Leslie replied, sitting at the far end of the couch from us with her back on the arm and her legs spread. “Does that mean you’ll take it in the ass and let him cum on your face?”

“Hell yeah!” LeAnne said over excitedly. “I don’t mind taking it in the ass, and he can blow his load on my face whenever he wants if it means I’ll get my cunt fucked by his wonderful cock.”

“Good, maybe he’ll stop bugging me about it then,” Leslie said, putting the tip of her vibrator on her clit ring.

“You better wise up, girl. He’s got an amazing cock, and he knows it. If you don’t start doing more of the stuff he asks for, this big dick is gonna end up in my snatch, or some other whore’s, more than it’s in yours,” LeAnne told Leslie.

I just sat back, listening to the truth in LeAnne’s words. Her pussy was still pulsating around my cock. She wasn’t as tight as Leslie, but she was a good fit, and she knew how to work it. “What do you want, baby,” LeAnne asked me, putting her hand on the side of my face. “You want me to suck my cum off your cock and let you cum on my face?”

“Yeah, I’d like that,” I replied, nodding.

“You’re so cute,” she said, smiling at me for a second before she turned to look at Leslie, “Ok, bitch, lay on the floor. You’re gonna eat my pussy.”

Leslie hadn’t moved except that now her vibrator was buried in her pussy. “Bitch, huh?” she asked.

I wasn’t sure if she was upset or not, but after they stared at each other for a long moment, they both giggled and started to move. Leslie got up first and stood in the middle of the floor. LeAnne slowly lifted herself off of me. My cock was cold now without her hot pussy around it, ad the wetness she left behind didn’t help. When she was standing, she held out a hand for me. “C’mon,” she said.

We joined Leslie in the middle of the floor. LeAnne turned to face Leslie, putting her hands on Leslie’s hips and leaning in to kiss her. I stood there and watched as Leanne’s hands caressed Leslie’s body, stopping at Leslie’s breasts, cupping them gently. LeAnne pinched Leslie’s nipples causing Leslie to gasp, ending their kiss. LeAnne giggled, “OK, now lay down,” she told Leslie.

Leslie quickly laid down on the floor and looked up at us. Leanne turned around to face me and took a step back, placing a foot on either side of Leslie’s head. LeAnne pulled me closer to her. “Do you want me to suck your cock, or would you rather fuck my face?” LeAnne asked me.

“What’s the difference?”

“Aww… baby, you can’t be that innocent,” LeAnne replied with a smile. “Well, if you simply want me to suck your dick, that’s just a blowjob. But, if you wanna fuck my face, you grab a handful of my hair or two, and you use my mouth however you need to. I don’t have a gag reflex, so you can really use me,” LeAnne said, putting her hands on my ass.

“How about we just start with a blowjob then, and if I need to, I’ll grab you by the hair and use your mouth,” I told her.

“OK, that works too,” she said as she started to squat over Leslie’s face.

I thought she would get on her knees and straddle Leslie’s face. Instead, she squatted down, staying on her haunches. She grabbed my cock with one hand and looked down at Leslie. LeAnne used her free hand to spread her pussy lips before finally sitting her cunt on Leslie’s mouth. After wiggling her hips a little and moaning softly, she turned her attention back to my cock, moving her hand to the base and putting her lips around the tip. LeAnne actually looked like a pornstar the way she was squatting on her haunches and still wearing her pink and white shoes with her girly, pink socks.

She was sexy as hell. Looking down at LeAnne with my cock in her mouth and her pussy on Leslie’s face was almost too much to take. My cock was throbbing in LeAnne’s hand and mouth. She was simultaneously jerking me off while sucking my cock and deep throating me. My cock was coated in a thick layer of her slippery, throaty spit. LeAnne moved her hips around, grinding her wet cunt on Leslie’s mouth as she started moaning on my cock. That was all it took. I grabbed LeAnne by her long blonde hair and pulled her head back. “I’m gonna cum,” I said, putting my free hand on my cock so I could finish myself off on her face.

LeAnne quickly moved her head back into position and slid her hands to her inner thighs, rubbing them down to her outer labia and back up her legs. “You want my mouth open or closed?” LeAnne asked.

“Close it,” I told her as I fired off the first volley of jizz.

LeAnne closed her mouth just in time and left her eyes open. She grinned wickedly as I fired off a solid seven roper all over her face. She was practically covered, both cheeks were coated, and one-shot had landed on her nose and ended on her forehead. A couple of the last shots landed on her lips, and the last one got her on the chin. LeAnne kept her eyes open and smiled through the entire thing. I was surprised. She kept grinding her pussy on Leslie’s face, never missing a beat. “Are you done?” LeAnne managed to ask, trying not to open her mouth wide enough for my cum to slide in, which caused my cum to bubble on her lips.

“Yeah, I’m good,” I replied.

LeAnne stood up slowly. Leslie’s entire face below her eyes was wet with LeAnne’s pussy juices. LeAnne kept her head tilted back enough to ensure my cum didn’t run off her face. She really was a good little whore. “Leslie, do you mind if I kiss your boyfriend?” LeAnne Asked.

“I don’t care. If he kisses you, go ahead,” Leslie replied.

LeAnne looked at me, not saying a word. She didn’t have to, I knew what she wanted. I leaned in and put my lips on her sperm-glossed lips. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d had my cum in my mouth, although I’m sure LeAnne thought it was. Almost as soon as my lips touched hers, LeAnne pushed her tongue into my mouth. She reached down and grabbed my cock, then pulled away from our kiss. “You’re still hard?” she asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, it seems that way,” I said, smiling at her.

“You didn’t go soft after cumming so much?” she asked, still shocked but starting to imagine everything she wanted me to do to her.

“Most of the time, he has to cum twice before he goes soft. One time I actually had to make him cum three times before it went limp,” Leslie chimed in.

“Oh my god, where have you been all of my life?” LeAnne asked, raising her leg and wrapping it around my waist.

“Easy girl, he’s spoken for, and you’re married,” Leslie reminded her as she stared up at us from the floor.

LeAnne ignored her but looked down between us. Some of my cum dripped off her face and landed on Leslie’s tits. I put a hand under LeAnne’s thigh to help hold her leg up. LeAnne moved her hips back a little and pointed the tip of my cock at her clit. She wiped the last drops of cum that had leaked out of my dick onto her clit. “That doesn’t count as cumming in my pussy, does it?” she asked Leslie.

“Don’t be a smartass,” Leslie said, standing up and holding her tits up to lick my cum off them.

LeAnne put my cock between her pussy lips, and the tip barely entered her fuck-hole. She put her arms around my neck and moved her hips closer to me, causing half of my dick to enter her hot vaginal sheath. “Fuck me again. Please,” she said, looking up at me.

I moved the hand on her leg around her ass and put my other hand on her other ass cheek before lifting her. As if on cue, LeAnne knew precisely what to do. She sprang up and wrapped both of her legs tightly around my waist. Between her grip and me supporting her ass, she would be easy to fuck standing up. She couldn’t have weighed more than a hundred and fifteen pounds, and most of which were probably ass and titty. It didn’t take us long at all to get a good rhythm going.

After a couple of awkward starter strokes, I was pounding away at her tight, little pussy. Not long after that, LeAnne started to moan like the whore she was. Out of nowhere, Leslie asked, “Did you want a fucking threesome, or did you just want to cheat on me while I watched and fucked myself with a hunk of plastic?”

LeAnne and I looked over at her. She sat on the couch with her legs spread and her vibrator buried in her cunt. We slowed our fucking to a stop, and after a few seconds, I was just holding LeAnne in the air by her ass cheeks while she was fully impaled on my cock. “Well?” Leslie asked. “Why don’t you guys come over here? I want some attention too.”

LeAnne moved before I did, loosening her legs around my waist. I lifted her off my cock as she unwrapped her legs and stood up. LeAnne looked up at me, there was still a lot of cum on her face, but by now, most of it had dripped down to her tits and body. “Go cum in your girlfriend’s pussy so I can suck it out of her,” she said, pulling me slightly by the cock.

“Mmm… you’ve never eaten a creampie out of me before,” Leslie said to LeAnne as we got closer to her.

LeAnne got on her knees beside Leslie on the couch. “That’s because we made all of the other guys we fucked together wear rubbers,” she said, reaching out and cupping Leslie’s breast.

“How many others were there?” I asked, putting my knees on the edge of the couch between Leslie’s legs.

Leslie gave LeAnne a look as if she didn’t want that question answered, but LeAnne didn’t care. “Was it six or seven?” LeAnne asked, looking down at Leslie.

“Damnit, LeAnne,” Leslie said, laughing a little, “he doesn’t need to know everything.

“Are you embarrassed? I mean, you do have a kid, and I’m pretty sure he knows you’re not a virgin or anything,” LeAnne told her as she reached down a replaced Leslie’s hand on the vibrator with her own. “Now, let’s get this out of you so he can fuck you.”

LeAnne pulled the vibrator out of Leslie’s pussy very slowly. When it was all of the way out, Leslie’s pussy lips were gaping open. Her normally tight cunt already had a well-used look. I put my dickhead on Leslie’s clit ring and rubbed it a little. Leslie sat up straight and moved her ass back on the couch. “Stand up. I want to taste LeAnne’s pussy on your dick before you fuck me,” she told me.

I stood up, and Leslie quickly took my cock into her mouth, sucking it in slowly. She stopped about halfway down. She had a hard time taking it all in her mouth when she was sober. I leaned forward as much as I could and put a hand between LeAnne’s legs, and I easily slipped my two middle fingers inside of her pussy. “Yeah, she’s embarrassed. She won’t tell me how many cocks she’s had shoved in that pretty, little, tight snatch of hers. How many have you had in yours?” I asked LeAnne.

Leslie slid her mouth off my dick. “You guys know I’m right here, right?” she asked, sitting back against the couch and moving her ass back to the edge, making it easier for me to fuck her.

“Oh, yeah, we know,” LeAnne told Leslie, putting one of her hands on one of Leslie’s tits. “We just don’t care, baby.”

I loved the way LeAnne said, baby. It made her sound like a real whore. LeAnne looked back at me, “I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, and I was up to twenty-six by the time I graduated high school…” she paused for a moment, and her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh, god,” she said, arching her back, “put your palm on my clit. I think I’m gonna cum again.”

I did what she said as she moved in an attempt to get my fingers deeper in her and press her clit against my palm harder. LeAnne shuddered, “Oh, my God!” she screamed. Seconds later, she was begging me to stop, “OK… OK… OK… you gotta stop, please.”

Leslie pulled my hand away from LeAnne’s pussy, and LeAnne collapsed across Leslie’s midsection in a shaking pile. “Holy fuck,” LeAnne said. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum from being fingered.”

LeAnne’s ass was sticking up in the air, and Leslie and I each put a hand on her ass cheeks. LeAnne caught her breath and lifted herself enough to grab my cock and put it at Leslie’s pussy. LeAnne used the tip of my dick head to part Leslie’s wet pussy lips and slid it along the length of them. “So, you were at twenty-six when you graduated?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah. When I got married a few years later, I was at sixty-three, and that was before I started whoring. Those were just guys I’d fucked for fun, and only about thirty-five, maybe forty of them got to blow their load in me. I had been sucking cock for a lot longer, and by the time I got married, I think I’d sucked off somewhere around eighty-four guys, and that doesn’t count the ones I fucked because I sucked all, or at least most of them too,” LeAnne said.

“Damn, girl. See, sweetheart, I told you she was easy,” said Leslie.

“Shut up, slut, we’ll get to you in a minute,” LeAnne replied.

“Ok, until then, can you stop teasing me with his dick and put it in me?” Leslie asked LeAnne.

LeAnne stopped moving my cock and eased it into Leslie’s tight fuck-hole. Leslie was a lot tighter than LeAnne, even after she had used her vibrator on herself. “There you go, fuck your girlfriend while I finish,” LeAnne said.

“I’ve been married for almost two years now, and in all that time, I think I’ve fucked twenty-three, maybe twenty-five guys, and sucked off another fifty or so, all of which were paying customers. I have no idea how many men I’ve jerked off, probably close to five or six hundred. I tried anal in high school twice, and I didn’t really like it. Both of them came in my ass, though. As a whore I’ve taken thirty-six cocks in my ass, and I’ve come to enjoy it. They all came in my ass too.

“So, I’ve fucked close to ninety men, no more than forty bareback, but all of them creampied me, and I’ve probably had over two-hundred cocks in my mouth, and I swallowed about half of their loads, the rest came on my face or titties.

“I’ve been with seventeen women. I’ve fucked Leslie here the most, though. I’ve been in at least twenty threesomes, most were with couples, but I’ve been with two guys at least six times. Every time I was with two guys, I was DP’d and spit-roasted.”

I fucked Leslie slow and deep the whole time LeAnne was talking. When she stopped, she finally raised off of Leslie and looked down at her. Leslie moved her hand away from LeAnne’s ass, and I moved mine to her inner thigh, which was still wet from her cum. “OK, so what about you?” LeAnne asked Leslie.

“I don’t know,” Leslie replied, shrugging her shoulders.

“Oh, sure you do. We can figure this out. Let’s see, I know your baby-daddy was… number twenty-seven for you, right? Because you used to brag about how you’d gotten more dick than me in high school, and you left early. You like to get fucked, though. You don’t suck dick often because there’s nothing in it for you,” LeAnne told her, spreading her legs and adjusting to give me access to her pussy again.

I took the hint and moved my hand up LeAnne’s thigh so my thumb was barely touching her outer labia. I moved my other hand over Leslie’s mons and used my thumb to massage her clit, playing with her clit ring as I did. Leslie put her hands on the back of the couch and got a good grip as she raised her hips a little, so I could go deeper in her. I kept fucking her slowly as I listened to LeAnne tell all of Leslie’s dirty little secrets.

“I know when you got divorced, you were up to thirty-six since you’re a cheating slut that can’t keep her pussy in her pants. Then things start to get fuzzy, but I know the basics. So, you’ve had eight boyfriends between your divorce and Eli, so that makes forty-four. And I know you cheated on each of them at least six times, some of them more. So… let’s see… that brings your total to at least ninety-two. Eli would make ninety-three, and that’s a low estimate. You’re probably over a hundred,” LeAnne continued.

“OK, OK, I’m at ninety-seven, OK. Eli makes ninety-seven men I’ve fucked,” Leslie said. “Now, can we just fuck and forget about it?”

“No, I like hearing about it. Tell me more about you,” I told Leslie.

“Like what?”

“How many threesomes? When did you lose your virginity? How many girls have you been with? Stuff like that,” I replied.

“No. I’m embarrassed,” Leslie said.

“Tell me, or I’m going to stop fucking you and fuck your friend while you watch. You have no reason to be embarrassed. You know I love sluts. So, if LeAnne is the only slut in the room, I’m going to fuck her while I can and worry about you later,” I told Leslie, pulling my cock out of her slowly.

“Fine,” Leslie said. “Just don’t stop. You know I like being fucked slow and deep like this. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, like LeAnne. Since then, I’ve been with ninety-seven men and four girls. Of course, LeAnne is the one I’ve been with the most. We fucked all through high school, and we’ve shared seven guys. Which means you make eight.

“I’ve been in five other threesomes. You were one with Tonya, one was Tonya, and her husband, who you know is an ex of mine, all of the others were with two guys. I’m not as adventurous as LeAnne, I’ve never been DP’d, but I’ve been fucked doggy style while giving a blowjob.”

“Spit-roasted,” LeAnne interrupted.

“Yes, thank you, LeAnne. I’ve been spit-roasted a few times. I’ve done anal three times with three different guys, and I don’t really like it. I don’t like sucking dick, and I’ve probably only sucked off about twenty guys, maybe twenty-five, and I don’t really swallow, so what’s the point? You’re only the third guy to cum in my pussy, though. I hate condoms, though, so everyone else has pulled out and shot it on me, either on my ass or tits.”

“Goddamn, you two really are a couple of dirty fuckin’ sluts,” I said.

“Technically, I’m a whore,” LeAnne said. “And you keep saying you like sluts.”

“Yeah, I do. I actually can’t believe how lucky I got. Now, let’s make this horny, little slut on the end of my cock cum so we can take this into the bedroom,” I told LeAnne, moving my hand away from her thigh.

“Mmm… I like the sound of that. What do you want me to do?” LeAnne Asked.

“Put your mouth on her clit,” I told her.

LeAnne moved and got into position, then bent over and put her mouth on Leslie’s clit. She was on her knees and had her ass in the air, but she was turned just enough that I could see her pussy peeking out from between her legs. Leslie put a hand between LeAnne’s legs. “Damn, girl, even your thighs are wet. I’ve never felt your pussy this wet before,” said Leslie.

LeAnne had Leslie’s clit ring between her teeth as she pulled her head back, stretching Leslie’s clit a little before letting go. “I’ve never had a cock this big to stretch me out like it did either. You don’t know how lucky you are, girl. I’d quit whoring if I had a cock like this at home,” LeAnne said.

I grabbed a handful of LeAnne’s hair at the base of her head and pulled my cock out of Leslie. LeAnne knew precisely what I wanted and opened her mouth. I pushed her head all the way down on my cock until I felt my dickhead in her throat. “You like the way my pussy tastes on his dick, slut?” Leslie asked LeAnne as she started playing with her own clit.

I let go of LeAnne’s head, and she lifted it off me, sucking on my rod as she did, causing my cock to pop out of her mouth. LeAnne quickly grabbed my cock and put it back inside Leslie. I started fucking Leslie again, and I sped up a little this time. “Cum in me, baby,” Leslie said before looking over at LeAnne and telling her to play with my balls to help me cum.

LeAnne lifted Leslie’s leg out of the way, pushing it up, so she had better access to my balls. She put her hand on my ballsack, cupping it gently and massaging them. “LeAnne, put your mouth back on my clit,” Leslie told her.

LeAnne leaned over and took Leslie’s clit between her lips. It wasn’t long before Leslie announced she was nearing orgasm herself, screaming out, “I’m gonna cum! Fuck! Oh, god!”

That put me close to the edge. Leslie’s pussy convulsing on my throbbing cock didn’t hurt either. A few strokes later, I knew I was going to lose it. I grabbed LeAnne by the hair again and pulled her up to kiss me. I thrust into Leslie one last time as LeAnne’s lips touched mine. LeAnne’s tongue entered my mouth as I started cumming inside Leslie’s tight pussy. Tasting Leslie’s pussy on LeAnne’s lips definitely helped me cum.

LeAnne kept massaging my ball as I emptied them into Leslie. I lost six good pumps into her. LeAnne kept kissing me until she knew I was done shooting my sperm into Leslie’s tight cunt. Once I had stopped, she let go of my balls and put her hands on my face. She was really getting into our kiss. Meanwhile, Leslie laid on the couch as her whole body shook and her pussy pulsated around my deflating cock.

Leslie was the first to move, she moved back, and my cock slipped out of her. “Get your tongue outta my boyfriend’s mouth so we can go in the bedroom, and you can put it in my pussy,” Leslie told LeAnne.

LeAnne and I stopped kissing, and we all stood up. Leslie grabbed LeAnne by the hand and pulled her toward the hallway. “C’mon, slut, before his cum leaks outta me,” she said.

I watched as the two of them walked out of the room. They both had sexy asses, but LeAnne’s was slightly nicer than Leslie’s. Maybe that was because I knew I would be fucking LeAnne’s ass later, and I was going to enjoy fucking her slutty asshole. When they were out of sight, I looked over at the couch, there were two wet spots, and Leslie had left her vibrator. I picked it up and headed to the bedroom.