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The Slut Family | acorn142 | 5

 

You open the door and let your friend Sandy in. You didn’t even think about whether you should pull on some sweats to cover your bulging boxer briefs. For one thing, Sandy has seen you plenty of times with less than that on, and for another thing, you were confident the underwear was about to hit the floor.

You met Sandy a few weeks after starting at this school. You struck up an immediate friendship, based on something you both had in common: a very high sex drive.

Some might look at your relationship and assume Sandy was your girlfriend. She isn’t. A fuck buddy would be a better description – or “friend with benefits” if you want to be a little less graphic.

“I’m so glad you are here,” says Sandy, pulling her shirt off as she speaks. She glances down at your crotch and pats it lovingly. “And I can tell you’re glad I’m here, too.”

You start to help Sandy with removing the rest of her clothing as your mouth starts travelling down her neck, to her shoulders, before landing on her right breast.

“Whmph glt ooo saw trnnd nnnn?” you ask. You meant to ask, “What got you so turned on?” but your mouth is so full of Sandy’s perky tit that it comes out muffled. Fortunately, Sandy is used to translating in these situations, and she explains as she pulls your boxers down, letting them drop to your ankles.

“Mandy had her boyfriend spend the night again,” she said, referring to her roommate. “They started out trying to be quiet, but it’s hard to tune it out when they’re on the bottom bunk, and I’m on the top.”

You move your hand between her legs and begin to finger her, noticing how wet she already is. The two of you begin moving toward the bed, not even slowing down on your petting.

You saw Mandy’s boyfriend the other day and have thought about him several times since. A member of the basketball team, he is black, 6’3”, and very toned. “Did you get a good look at them?” you ask, laying her down on the bed and using two fingers to rub her swollen clit.

Sandy moans in appreciation of your skills and begins fingering your balls as she answers you. She knows full well that your interests rest in men as well as women, and rather than be freaked out by it, she actually finds it rather hot and likes to play on that fact.

“Yes, I looked over the edge of the bed and watched as Mandy gave him head. Oh, Bryan… you should see his cock! It’s so long, thick, and really, really dark…. Mandy couldn’t get it all in her mouth and kept gagging.”

You try to imagine the scene, picturing Sandy’s hot roommate’s head between the spread legs of this hot athlete. You are pretty sure you could deepthroat him, no matter how big he is.

“Then he rolled over on her and rubbed his cock against her pussy until she begged him to put it in,” Sandy continued, as you did the very same thing, rubbing your swollen cockhead against her wet pussy, paying particular attention to her sensitive clit.

“And did they fuck?” you ask, as Sandy wraps her legs around your waist, trying to force you into her.

“Yes… several times during the night… and again this morning,” she said, as her eyes went glassy. You knew what was coming next.

“Oh, Bryan, stop teasing me… I need you to fuck me right now…. Fuck me with that cock!”

Unable to wait even a second longer, she thrusts her hips upward, impaling herself on your rock-hard cock. You love to tease her this way, but you wouldn’t be able to wait much longer yourself.

Knowing what really gets Sandy off, you slowly withdraw your cock from her before slamming it back into her, hard. You do that about two dozen times before she is practically in tears, begging you, “Bryan, fuck me hard now… Hard!!!!”

Gladly, you oblige, and soon the bed is banging against the wall as both of you make cries of lust and delight. It’s probably just as well that your roommate isn’t home at the moment.

As your orgasm explodes inside her, you feel Sandy’s pussy clench up in a powerful orgasm of her own, milking your cum from you.

You both look at each other, and at the same time say your tagline: “Thanks… I needed that.”

Two minutes later, you are both getting dressed, and you’re trying to figure out what you are going to do next.

 

What do you do next?

 
 
 

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