Sitting at the bar in my black pleather pleated mini skirt, purple thigh-high stockings held up by my matching purple lace garter peeking out from my thigh-high boots, I find an empty seat at the bar to wait for the bartender to make me drink. My skirt rides up a little, and I take in the cooling sensation of my exposed thighs while feeling my bare ass on a cold, high-top metal chair. I play with my hair that sits down past my shoulders, resting on my plump breasts in a tight black tank top.
I’m waiting for Stan to come meet me for a drink; he’s been owning me. He’s running behind as usual, so I order a Mezcal while I wait. Checking my phone for his ETA, someone taps me on the shoulder to ask if I can watch her things as she uses the restroom. "I'm Marcy," she introduces herself as she comes back to her seat and drinks. A tall, slender, dirty blonde with hazel eyes in skinny jeans and a cream-colored v-neck knit sweater.
“Are you also waiting for someone?” I ask, and she says no and blushes. Stan’s running another half hour behind, but I don’t mind; Marcy is good company with a juicy ass that she brushes up against me when she leans over the bar to get us a round of shots. After throwing back a shot, Marcy gets off of her chair, walks in between my legs, and starts winding her hips to the music. As I start to stroke her torso down to her ass, I feel Stan come up behind me, saying hello by placing his hand on my waist and leaning into my ear, “Looks like I got here just in time.” His low growl of a voice sent shivers down my spine, teasing my pussy without even touching me.
Marcy looks up and pauses, noticing Stan behind me, blushing from her assertive behavior. I feel her starting to pull back, and I hold her in place, putting my hand on the small of her back and introducing her to my friend Stan, an older man with an athletic build and dark hair peppered with white hairs in his beard.
“Weren’t you just talking about taking me home?” I smirked as Marcy blushed and licked her lips.
“How about we bring a friend?” Marcy giggled as I grabbed her ass firmly as she leaned in to whisper, “Only if I get to cum first.”
We paid our tabs and left, Marcy pulling my hand and leading me to her apartment down the street. As she led me up the stairs, I slapped her thick ass, tickling her pussy from behind between each step until we got to the door, and she pulled out her keys, stumbling to open the door. I gave Stan the keys to let us in while I pinned her to the wall, twirling my tongue around hers, slapping her hot pussy outside her jeans.
Once inside, she unbuttoned her pants immediately and pushed me down on her couch, pulled her pants down, and straddled me. Making out, she wrapped her hands around my throat as I grabbed her ass and rubbed her wet pussy through her cotton baby blue panties. Stan came behind her to pull her top off and massaged her perky tits from behind, pulling them out of her baby blue bra and kissing the back of her neck as she moaned into my mouth. She was loving the attention from the both of us.
As I locked eyes with Stan, I pulled her panties to the side and started tracing the outside of her wet pussy lips, flicking her clit as I passed it, circling around her wetness for a moment before sliding my middle finger in, wiggling it around as I started sucking on her nipples while Stan pulled her mouth into his, grabbing her chin to face him.
Feeling her wetness all over my finger and heat building inside, I added a second finger and massaged her g spot with my fingers. She began bouncing on my hand as I went from sucking to pulling her hard pink nipples with my mouth, flicking my tongue on them as she grabbed Stan’s hard cock behind her and started stroking.
I pulled her on top of me as I laid back, spreading her ass cheeks for Stan to see a clear entrance. “Do you want this hot wet cunt to be fucked with that big hard cock you’re stroking?” I teased as I pulled her hair to look me in the eyes. Biting her lips and blushing, she tried to nod in the restrained way, and Stan knew what to do. He held her waist in place, spat on her pussy and rubbed his tip at her entrance as I kept my fingers over his clit. As he pushed into her slowly, I spanked the side of her ass, making her hop upwards, pulling his dick out abruptly. I spanked again, harder, calling her a bad girl. She whimpered and arched her back higher as Stan grabbed her waist and forced himself swiftly in, pounding her cervix in one fast, hard motion.
“Good girl,” I growled, “now fuck that dick and stick your tongue out.” As she obeyed, I slid out from underneath her, pulled off my panties, lifted up my skirt, and pressed my pussy into her hungry mouth. And her tongue went wild. Lapping up my juices, sucking on my clit, ramming her tongue in and out of my entrance in rhythm to Stan’s pounding.
I pulled off my top and then my tits from under my lace bra. Pinching my nipples and licking my lips as I stared into Stan’s eyes, a smirk on his face, as he fucked Marcy harder and deeper, spanking her when she tried to slow down. Marcy’s breath began to shorten, and her whimpers into my wet pussy got louder and louder. We could feel her bracing to cum, so I held her neck right under her chin to pull her off my pussy and stare into my face as Stan’s thick, hard cock pressed deep into her and he began to grind his hips. “Cum for me,” I demanded, “explode your nasty pussy juices all over his thick dick, NOW.” Marcy’s eyes rolled back as he let out a scream and began to quiver.
I opened my mouth wide to Stan and he knew exactly what to do. He pulled out of her, letting her spasms the last bit of juice out of her pussy, and walked quickly to my mouth, letting me suck and lick Marcy’s cream off his hard-throbbing cock. He pumped in and out as I looked up at him still lying on my back, nodding to him as I took him deeper into my throat so he would fill my mouth with his thick ropes of cum. I heard his moans begin to quicken as he held the back of my head and pushed in harder, his cock pulsating in my mouth along my tongue, releasing his hot seed in my throat.
He slowly inched his cock out of my mouth, staring down at me with a smile. I know he was saying thank you with his hand grazing my cheek as I gently licked the last bit of cum from his tip, kissing it softly, and then swallowing. Marcy crawled on top of me, using her thumb to wipe the tiny bit from the corner of my mouth, and sucked on her thumb for a moment before laying her head on my chest. Stan sat down beside my head, massaging my exposed tit as I rubbed Marcy’s ass gently, sending her to blissful sleep.
Pinching and tugging on my nipples, I felt Stan's cock stiffen, my pussy dripping wet from making and watching Stan and Marcy cum. He stood over me, slapping his hardening cock on my face as I stuck my tongue out to try and catch it in my mouth. He patted it on my tongue a couple times, not letting me take him into my mouth. "Spit on it," he commanded me as he kept stroking himself. And as I wetted his thick, hard cock with my saliva, Stan moved to my pussy. Marcy had rolled to my side, her naked body pressed against my right side as her head lay on my shoulder. Stan got between my legs, placed his tip at my entrance, and began circling it tauntingly. Marcy grabbed my right thigh, opening my legs wider as Stan grabbed my left foot, holding the bottom of it to steady himself as he pressed into me. Marcy began kissing up my neck to my ear, nibbling and licking my earlobe.
Stan began to thrust faster inside, coating his spent, hard cock with my wetness. He slid in deeper and deeper, his balls slapping against my tender asshole while Marcy reached down and slapped my clit. She leaned over me and stuffed her tongue deep in my mouth, and I hungrily gobbled it up as Stan rammed into me faster and harder. I felt myself gripping him with my pussy, going wild as the heat builds up inside me, and I feel a rush coming over me. I moaned into Marcy's mouth as she kept slapping and rubbing my clit with Stan's cock deep inside me and threw my head back as I exploded onto Stan, my back arched as I tried to catch my breath. Feeling Stan press into me and hold me there as I shuddered and jolted, Marcy kissing my forehead.
So glad we followed Marcy around the corner.
