Thursday morning Emily donned one of her new outfits to head to the gym. Bill predictably tried to get her to go into his house again, or at least up onto the verandah, but she ignored him, strutting past, intentionally giving him a nice look at her bouncing ass.
Later that day, while she was getting some study done in the library, she received a message from an unknown number. It was a picture. She opened it and was greeted by a photo of what was unmistakably Bill’s cock. She gasped and slammed her phone down on the table. She looked around nervously before picking it back up. Along with the picture he’d sent a message.
Bill: Here's what you missed out on this morning.
Emily found herself staring at the cock, remembering all the details from when she’d had her hand wrapped around it yesterday. Her pussy was already throbbing, and she realised that she’d subconsciously been rubbing her thighs together. She gasped and jerked her legs apart. She was about to delete the picture when she had the thought that Tom would probably want to see what Bill sent her. She closed the message and tried to get back to work.
Emily told Tom about Bill’s message over dinner that night.
“Oh wow, he’s really desperate, isn’t he?” he laughed. “So, you going to show me?” Emily brought the photo up and handed her phone over to him. “Holy shit! That is massive! You weren’t lying when you described it. Oh my god” Tom looked slack jawed at the picture for a while longer, before looking up at Emily and handed the phone back. “So, are you going to see him again tomorrow?”
“I don’t know…” Emily said uncertainly. While it did give her butterflies and made her pussy tingle, she was also terrified of being alone with Bill again, still not sure how far he’d push her. She didn’t want this whole thing to get out of hand and get in between her and Tom.
“That’s ok baby, we can do this at your pace,” Tom said, giving her a smile, but she could see a slight hint of disappointment in his eyes. She was personally relieved, though as the butterflies died down and her pussy stopped tingling she realised she was also a little disappointed as well. She almost wished that Tom had been a little more dominant.
Emily gave Bill another post-run show the next morning, doing her usual stretches. She felt herself becoming increasingly wet as Bill made his desire clear, trying to get her back in his house with talk of his big dick and how desperately she wanted it in her, how her puny boyfriend couldn’t satisfy her, all with a generous amount of misogynistic slurs thrown in. She didn’t look back as she strutted the final few metres to the apartment.
She happily dug into the fruit and nut porridge Tom had cooked up for breakfast, thanking him as he hurried out the door for his first class. She then showered and got stuck into some uni work, before heading across for her few classes several hours later. As she sat in a particularly boring lecture her mind wandered, soon landing on Bill’s cock. She imagined stroking it, rubbing her face on it, working over it with her tongue. Soon she was squirming in her seat. She shook her head, trying to snap out of it. She turned her attention back to the lecturer.
About a minute later she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She looked and saw that it was another picture from Bill. She looked around and decided she definitely couldn’t open it here with so many people around and behind her. She slipped the phone back into her pocket, her mind back on Bill. She kind of wished she’d been able to fulfil Tom’s wishes and meet up with Bill again. If only she could sneak a camera in with her so Tom could watch over her and Bill, that way she wouldn’t be so worried about not being able to maintain her restraint. And, she was sure that Tom would love to be able to watch as well. Then she remembered that they’re apartment already had several discrete cameras positioned throughout it. She just had to bring Bill back to the apartment and Tom could stream the whole thing from elsewhere! And he’d be able to ring Emily at any point if he felt things were getting out of hand, meaning Emily didn’t need to worry about Bill’s pushiness.
She quickly texted her idea to Tom, telling him to go home and take the car somewhere where he could watch the stream in private on his phone. Tom instantly texted back agreeing to the plan. Emily sat impatiently through the rest of her lecture, and her tutorial afterwards, her arousal steadily building. Finally she was finished for the day and she rushed home, though Tom somehow beat her despite finishing at the same time. She ran into him as he was heading out to the car. He was very excited looking. He gave Emily a big kiss.
“So remember, just call me anytime and I’ll stop straight away and tell Bill to leave because you’re getting back soon,” Emily said.
Tom nodded. “Just don’t go any further than you want to either.” A sudden look of doubt crossed his face. “Actually, for today, let’s just say don’t go any further than you already have.” Emily nodded, not worried too much as she knew that she’d have Tom watching her to make sure it didn’t get out of hand. Tom gave her one last kiss and hopped into the car and pulled away. Emily continued into the apartment.
First she went around the apartment to check all the cameras were well positioned but out of sight. They had at least one in each room, so she was sure that Tom would get a good view. Then she went into the bedroom and got changed into a thin t-shirt and her smallest pair of panties. Then she sat impatiently on the bed for Tom to text her to say he was ready. The butterflies in her stomach went crazy, and she could feel her pussy throbbing with need. Finally Tom texted to say he was good to go.
She pulled up Bill’s message. It was another photo of his cock, even his big hand wrapped around it not making it look any smaller. Along with it he'd texted her.
Bill: Nice little show with the stretching this morning. Is your plan to get me so worked up that I’ll give you an extra good fucking when you come to see me again?
Emily replied.
Emily: You know me too well! I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your giant cock. My boyfriend just left and is going to be out for a while, so why don't you come over?
Bill: You could only hold out one day? You really are a useless slut!
Emily: I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it, your cock is just too good! Are you going to come over?
Bill: I’ll come over, but first off I want you to show me what a dumb whore you are and send me a picture to show me how wet your pussy is
Emily couldn’t believe the nerve of the old pig, demanding something in return to come and fool around with a hot young teen. At the same time, she couldn’t deny how wet she was. She pulled her panties down and took a photo of her dripping pussy. She sent it off to Bill, her heart hammering away in her chest. She also texted Tom an update.
Emily: Tom just told me I had to send him a photo of my wet pussy, and I did!
Bill replied back first.
Bill: That’s a good slut, I’ll be there in 10 minutes.
Unbeknownst to Emily, Bill had been shopping and had only sent the last few texts to try and stall as he rushed home, abandoning his cart in the aisle.
Tom had decided to head up to an old lookout in a nearby reserve that had become overgrown, meaning there was never anyone there. He had thought for a while about what would be the best spot, and had settled on the lookout due to its disuse, privacy and the fact that it would still have a good phone signal. He pulled up and sent Emily a text to say that he was ready to go. Just after he sent it he realised his phone battery was only on 9%. “Fuck!” He desperately scrounged around the car and in his bag, trying to find a phone charger. He cursed, remembering that he’d taken the one out of the car just the other day. He debated just driving the fifteen minutes back into town to buy one. Just then his phone dinged.
Emily: Tom just told me I had to send him a photo of my wet pussy, and I did!
Tom groaned, his dick instantly hardening. Bill would be there any second, he didn’t have time to go buy a charger! Just then he remembered his laptop in his backpack. He set up a hotspot on the phone and then connected to it from his laptop and pulled the camera app up on there. At Least he wouldn’t be using the screen on his phone this way.
He flicked through the cameras until he landed on the one in the bedroom, showing Emily running her hand sensually on her body, stopping every now and then to squeeze a boob or pinch a nipple. She was looking at something on her phone and Tom’s mind instantly thought of the picture Bill had sent her. Nothing much happened for the next nearly twenty minutes and Tom cursed himself for not just going to get the cable. Emily’s arousal seemed to have risen, and she was now squirming and breathing more heavily, her eyes now closed.
Finally Tom heard a knock over the speaker. He switched to the doorbell camera and saw Bill standing there, filling up most of the frame with his rotund body. The door opened to show Emily standing there, still wearing just the shirt and panties. Emily quickly ushered him inside and closed the door. She led him to the living room where he sank into a chair. “So slut, you couldn’t wait to see my dick again?” Emily nodded. “Well you know what I need first!”
Tom saw Emily look at the camera for a second, her eyes wide, before grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head. Her large firm tits fell into view, jiggling hypnotically. Her nipples were rock hard. She grabbed her panties and slid them down her legs and stepped out of them. Tom marvelled at her perfect pussy to go along with the rest of her perfect body. He couldn’t believe he was seeing it for the first time on a screen as their asshole neighbour got to see it for the second time up close and personal. Even through the camera he could see how wet Emily was, her pussy was glistening, and he swore he saw a drip of her juices fall from her lips to the ground.
“Holy shit you’re desperate for this aren’t you cunt?” Tom couldn’t believe the names Bill was calling Emily. “Why don’t you turn around and shake that ass?”
Emily turned around and, standing upright still, shook her ass side to side, causing her ass cheeks to wiggle deliciously. It was quite an innocent way to shake her butt, but that just made it even hotter.
“Holy christ that’s a fucking nice ass! Now bend over a bit and keep shaking that thing!”
Emily obeyed, slowly bending at the waist as she continued to shake her ass side to side. Eventually her body was low enough for her to place her hands on the ground, her pussy now fully on display to Bill as she continued to work her butt.
Bill groaned and reached out, grabbing her butt cheek. He began to knead it, gradually getting harder and harder. Tom heard Emily moan. After a while he released her cheek and brought his hand back. He whipped it down, slapping her across the cheek he’d just been kneading. Emily let out a squeal but stayed in position. He rained down several more blows to her upturned ass, switching sides at random, keeping her on her toes. Emily kept squealing and whimpered, occasionally flinching away before quickly pushing her butt back towards him. Bill occasionally worked in another good grope as he went, making Emily let out deep moans as he roughly mauled her bubble butt.
Tom was shocked how quickly things were escalating, his heart tight at watching his girlfriend acting like such a slut with another man, when she’d never even let him see or touch her pussy before. However, his dick was also rock hard. He’d avoided stroking it so far, but he started then, afraid that he’d have to call Emily soon if it escalated much further. Just then Bill stopped, after having spanked and groped her for over ten minutes. He sat back on the couch. “Ok, you ready to see my dick now, slut?”
Emily quickly jumped up and turned around. “Oh yes please!” Bill laughed cruelly at her eagerness, pulling his pants down to let his massive cock bounce up against his stomach. Emily stared at it in wonder before reaching out and wrapping both hands around it. She began slowly stroking it up and down. Bill groaned. He let her stroke up and down for several minutes before reaching out and stroking her thigh again. He hoped that her increased arousal would let him push her further. Tom moaned as he watched Bill slowly working his hand towards his girlfriend's as yet untouched pussy. He began quickly stroking his cock, knowing that he’d probably have to make the call soon. He saw Bill’s hand was now only a few centimetres from Emily’s vulva and suddenly felt himself coming. The most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced washed over him as he watched in real time as his girlfriend was molested by a disgusting old perv with a massive cock.
Tom opened his eyes after the massive orgasm to find the stream had frozen. He quickly reloaded the page, just to be told he had no internet. “Fuck!” he yelled desperately grabbing his phone to find it would not turn on. “FUCK!!” Tom held down the power button, hoping there was at least a tiny bit of juice left. He breathed a sigh of relief as it powered on. He sat impatiently as it went through its boot up sequence. He jiggled his leg up and down nervously. Finally it turned on and he booted up the camera app. He didn’t want to call Emily and make her think he didn’t trust her if she hadn’t let Bill go any further. The camera view finally loaded in and Tom’s heart almost dropped out of his body as he saw Emily’s head thrown back as Bill plunged his fingers in and out of her gushing pussy. Tom stared in disbelief for several moments as Emily ground her hips back and forward, all while still stroking Bill's cock.
Tom quickly remembered what he was doing and closed the app. He opened the phone app before the phone suddenly died again. He swore again, realising he should have just called Emily to start with. He tried to turn the phone back on, but it wouldn’t start. He started the car and drove like a madman along the dirt roads of the reserve. He hit the main road just to find it was packed with cars. He looked at the clock and screamed when he realised he'd hit peak hour traffic. He crawled forward barely faster than walking pace. He turned the radio on wondering what the hell was going on, just to find out that there had been a major crash, and they were only letting cars past one at a time. Tom swore for the tenth time that afternoon.
It took him nearly an hour to reach a store that would sell chargers. He ran in and grabbed the first one he saw, waiting impatiently in line before finally being able to buy it. He raced back to his car and plugged his phone in and booted it up. The boot cycle felt like an eternity. He hit the phone icon as soon as he could see his home screen and called Emily. He heard it ring.
And ring
And ring, before finally he heard her pick up. “Emily Emily! My battery ran out, I’m on my way home right now!” Tom yelled before finally realised he’d hit her voicemail. “What the fuck!”
He quickly opened up the camera app, worried sick, ready to call the cops.
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Emily shivered as Bill’s hand drew closer and closer to her pussy. She was amazed Tom had let it go this far, but she wouldn’t deny that she was happy that he had. She wasn’t sure if the spanking and groping counted as taking it further, but she thought that it was basically the same as the stroking from last time, albeit a little more violent. And she would have found it hard to stop it anyway, as she found it immensely arousing to be treated so brutishly by such a grotesque man. She could never imagine Tom doing that. He was way too caring. She knew that that was why she loved him, but right now this sadistic asshole was getting her immensely turned on with his treatment.
His hand was on her vulva now, and she was breathing heavily. At some point she had begun thrusting her hips back and forward ever so slightly. She breathed in a shaky breath. She knew she should definitely stop him, this was definitely about to go too far. She reached down and grabbed his hand. She looked deep into his eyes and saw the immense lust in them. Instead of pulling his hand off her, she instead took control, moving it up and down to trail his fingers along her skin. She pulled his hand up and over her pussy, before running it down the other side of her vagina, just barely not touching her inner lips. She moaned and dragged his fingers along the same path in reverse, up and over her vagina, his fingers indenting the soft skin above her pussy, before dragging his fingers back down the other side.
They both stared intently as she repeated the movement again, both lost in lust. On the way back this time she trailed his fingers lower, her breath catching as they slid over the top of her slit. On the next movement she paused at the top, and then slowly started running his fingers up and down slightly. She gradually lengthened the strokes, until his fingers were once again making contact with the top of her slit, just making contact with her erect clit. She let out another moan, Bill’s fingers now dragging fully over clit with each movement. She looked up and made eye contact with him through hooded eyes. She felt an electric spark travel through her as she realised she was sharing such an intimate moment with someone the same age as her grandad, and a particularly wretched example from that age bracket as well.
She felt Bill start applying his own pressure, and she slowly let him take back control. She kept his hand in her grasp as he rubbed her clit, slowly increasing the pressure. He then slid his fingers down, sliding them up and down her opening. She found herself bucking her hips now, her body desperate now to be penetrated after so much build up. She felt the tip of Bill’s middle finger slip inside her and she gasped. He slowly pushed forward and she felt the tip of his ring finger also slip into her dripping opening. Suddenly she felt herself thrust forward and he had two of his fingers buried in her up to the knuckles. She threw her head back, the feeling in her pussy beyond anything she’d ever felt. She could feel herself quivering around him. Then he moved his thumb and began rubbing her clit and she let out a long low moan as her mind was filled to the brim with pleasure. Eventually she came back to Earth and she found Bill using his other hand to pull her hands away from their grip on him. He pulled them back onto his cock, where she got back to stroking his cock.
This continued on for about a minute before he pulled her down to him, getting her to straddle his lap, their hands busy between their bodies. He looked into her lust filled eyes. “You like this don’t you slut?”
Emily moaned.
“I said, don’t you slut?” he asked more forcefully, reaching up and giving her breast a rough squeeze.
Emily’s moan rose in pitch.
“I said, don’t you, you stupid, good-for-nothing bimbo whore?” he shouted at her, slapping her across the cheek.
“YES! YES! I love it! Please don’t stop!” He slapped her several more times, turning her cheeks red and suddenly she was convulsing in his lap, her pussy clenching his fingers. “...yes, yes, yes…” she mumbled over and over again.
As she came back down she found Bill still fingering her now sopping pussy. She sat back upright and once again began working her hands up and down his enormous shaft. She felt like she needed to repay him. She looked him in the eyes and once again saw the hunger in them. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She instinctively turned her head away. Despite just having just come on his hands, she felt like a kiss was still too intimate. He didn’t let the rejection slow him down and he began kissing ear and then sucking on her neck. This soon had her breathing heavily again. He bit her earlobe gently, drawing a deep breath from her. He then kissed his away along her cheek until he was kissing the corner of her mouth. He brought his tongue out and began licking her lips hungrily.
Emily was practically panting now, and she let her tongue come to the front of her mouth so that Bill’s tongue made more and more contact with it as he attacked the outside of her mouth. Without even realising she’d ended up with her facing him again. She pushed her tongue further forward and their tongues began running over each other. They both brought their faces forward and locked lips, their tongues exploring each other's mouths with a deep need. Emily felt a perverted thrill run her as she felt his flabby mouth pushed against hers and tasted tobacco on his breath.
Bill brought his spare hand up and began tightly squeezing her breast. She moaned into his mouth at the rough treatment. He brought his hand back and slapped her breast. She moaned louder and began pumping his dick harder to encourage him. He slapped her breast again and again, each one more savage than the last until he felt her squirting on his fingers again, moaning loudly into his mouth as she continued to hungrily make out with him.
Once she’d relaxed again he pushed her off his lap. She stood in front of him, breathing hard. “I want to try one last thing,” Bill said, laying himself on his back along the couch, his dick pointing towards the roof.
“I don’t think we should be doing that…” Emily said, looking at Bill’s cock with trepidation.
“Oh don’t worry, I want you to put your pussy up this end,” Bill said, motioning her over towards his head. He was worried that he was pushing her too far, he didn’t want to lose her now.
Emily thought of the cameras. Tom would have seen everything so far! She’d gotten so lost that she’d forgotten for a while there. He would have seen her making out with Bill’s flabby face as he fingered her to an orgasm. She couldn’t believe he hadn’t called to stop her yet! Why wasn’t he stopping her now? She felt a deep longing to let Bill get his ugly head between her thighs, but she knew that would be taking things way past what they’d done on Wednesday. But Tom hadn’t called yet…
She found herself stepping towards Bill’s head. Tom must have already cum like 10 times already,’ she thought to herself. ‘I bet he’s jacking off furiously right now to the thought of me acting so filthily, letting Bill degrade me.’
She let Bill guide her leg over his head. She lowered her pussy down onto his mouth and she realised Tom wasn’t going to call. She moaned as she felt Bill’s tongue penetrate her. She started grinding back on his face. Bill admired the globes of her ass bouncing right in front of his eyes. After tasting her incredible pussy for a minute or so Bill pulled back. “How about you get your slutty mouth on my dick and repay me for everything I’ve done for you today?”
Emily looked down warily at the huge cock head throbbing below her. She bent down and tentatively gave it a lick. It had an odd, musky taste, but she certainly didn’t hate it. She gave him a few more licks, slurping up more precum each time.She continued to lick him like this for a little while, wanting to repay him, but not sure what to do. Bill pulled his head back from her pussy again and Emily let out a small moan of frustration.
“You’re pretty bad at sucking dick for a dumb whore, you have to actually get it into your mouth!”
Emily tried to grind her pussy back onto Bill, but he waited impatiently for her to start sucking his cock first. She sighed, realising what he wanted. She opened her mouth wide and slowly forced it over the giant head of his cock. Eventually she got the whole thing in her mouth and she began to suck. Bill let out a low groan and then dug his face back into Emily’s pussy. Happy to have the wonderful sensation back she started sucking with more gusto, her spit beginning to drip down his shaft.
Bill reached his hands up and grasped her butt tightly, pulling her down harder onto his mouth. She squealed on his dick and pushed herself a little further, taking more of his shaft into her mouth, the head beginning to bump at the back of her throat. She used her tongue to try and stimulate the bottom of his cock, revelling in the feeling of his veiny manhood on her tongue, the overwhelming depravity making her pussy quiver. She was so close now as Bill dug his fingers into the flesh of her ass and his tongue deep into her pussy. She licked and sucked desperately at the flesh that had entirely conquered her mouth, trying to encourage Bill in his attack on her pussy and ass.
Suddenly the sound of her phone ringing cut through the fog of her arousal. Emily knew it was Tom, as everyone else would be blocked by her phone being in ‘Do not disturb’. What the hell! Why would he call now? She was so close, and if this was going too far he should have called way earlier! She let the phone ring out.
Bill noticed that the phone ringing had brought Emily back from the verge of orgasm. He was getting close cumming as himself, so he began groping her harder, adding in a slap every now and then as well. Emily quickly began to grind herself against his face, mashing her clit into his chin. He started thrusting his hips up into her. His thrusting caused the head of his cock to push up hard against the back of her throat, eliciting loud, wet choking noises from her and even more copious amounts of drool. Emily felt herself being overtaken by his overpowering manhood, his smell filling her nose. She started trembling, her hips bucking, thighs clenching around his head, pussy spasming and throat trembling as she moaned against the tip of his dick. Bill couldn’t hold back and came at the same time, forcing Emily to desperately swallow his load, only seeming to prolong her orgasm. When he was done, and Emily had swallowed several mouthfuls of his cum, he pulled his head back and released his grip on her ass. She rolled off him and fell on her back on the floor, unable to stop herself as she continued to quiver uncontrollably.
The fear that she might be having a seizure had just started to break into her pleasure soaked brain when she finally stopped. Just then she heard her phone ringing again. She crawled over to it and answered it groggily. Tom yelling at her immediately snapped her brain back into gear. Not wanting to alert Bill that anything was wrong she talked over him, pretending it was just a calm conversation. At the same time she urgently motioned Bill out the door. Bill quickly stood up and pulled up his pants before rushing out the door. Emily now turned her attention back to Tom on the phone.
“Umm babe, is there a problem?” she asked nervously.
“What do you mean? You said you weren’t going to go any further than you had gone previously!”
“Yeah, but you said you were going to call if anything went too far! And you watched the whole time, so I don’t see how this is my fault!” Emily was on the verge of tears, shocked at Tom’s apparent sudden about turn.
“That’s the thing, I wasn’t watching. My phone ran out of power.”
Emily gasped. “Oh my god. Tom, I’m so sorry, I didn’t, I couldn’t, I mean… Fuck! I should have made him stop! This is all my fault, I promise I’ll never see Bill again!”
“No wait! Hang on sweety, it was my fault really. I should have just remembered to check my stupid phone before I left! I’ll be home soon, we can talk about it then.”
Emily sat on the floor, feeling both ashamed, and annoyed at Tom for shattering her post orgasm glow. When he got home she stared sullenly at him, not sure what to say. Tom saw her sitting there and instantly felt way worse than he had. He realised he had to make things right with Emily if he didn’t want to give this whole thing up, and he wasn’t quite ready to do that yet.
“Hey Emily, I’m so sorry, really this was all my fault. I started it all, and I was the idiot who didn’t charge my phone or take a charger with me! The whole idea was that you didn’t need to worry because I could just call you. Do you want to maybe try this again, but I make sure I have a backup way to get onto you?”
“How about we just tell him? He’d still be desperate enough to get with me that I’m sure he’d agree to do it with you there. Then there’s no way for it to go wrong.”
“But then we’d have to tell him that I knew all along! That I wanted my girlfriend to get naked in front of him, and he’ll think I even wanted you to do all that other stuff you did!”
“Oh baby, you don’t want our big dicked neighbour to know that you like seeing your girlfriend being naughty, like seeing her cheat on you with a manlier man?” Emily could see Tom’s dick getting hard in his pants. “Oh wow baby, you’re getting hard! Maybe you do want our horrid, old neighbour to take me in front of you, do all the things you wish you could do with me.” Emily was surprised that she was getting turned on as well, getting a kick out of taking part in her boyfriend's taboo fantasy. She loved being able to be dirty for him. She reached up and pulled his cock out. “He’ll probably slap me and call me a bunch of awful stuff, all things I’d probably never let you do.” Tom gasped as she began stroking his cock. “Do you want to hear all the filthy stuff he did to me today?”
Tom tried to hold back a moment, but quickly gave in and nodded his head. Emily gave a quick recap of what Tom had seen, and then began to slowly recount everything he’d missed. She took her time, describing what had happened in detail. A massive orgasm wracked Tom’s body as she described the way her and Bill’s tongues had explored each other's mouths as they made out. “Oh wow, you like that sweety, you like hearing about your girlfriend sharing probably her most passionate kiss ever with a gross old perv?” Emily felt herself getting wet, delighting in the pleasure she could bring Tom. Maybe what had happened wasn’t so bad in the end if it turned Tom on so much.
Later that night Emily continued the telling of her side of what happened, sitting between Tom’s legs and working his cock. She had to stop a lot as he got close to cumming throughout the story. As she neared the end she stopped and pulled her hands away completely. Tom looked at her in confusion, a desperate glint in his eyes.
“So, do you think we should let Bill in on what we’ve been doing? Ask him to let my wimpy little boyfriend watch as he uses me?” Tom moaned. “Come on, I want an answer before I finish you off,” she said, looking at him sharply.
“Oh fuck, ok, let’s do it. Let’s ask him.”
Emily smiled deviantly at him and put both hands back onto his cock. She was happy that they could continue Tom’s fantasy in a way which meant there was no risk of Bill pushing her too far again. She gleefully told Tom the final part of the story, Tom experiencing another mind blowing orgasm as she told him about her own extreme orgasm on Bill’s face as his big cock assaulted her mouth.
—
The next morning Tom and Emily both slept in. Emily woke up feeling very content, Tom however was a little nervous, yet undeniably excited. The idea of seeing Emily with Bill up close definitely aroused him. They talked it over and decided to wait another day before they revealed the plan to Bill. They did some uni work together in the morning, before Emily headed off to go see a movie with Asha, Asha seeming keen to befriend the younger girl.
Asha complemented Emily’s outfit, and Emily happily said that it was all from the op shop. “You look absolutely stunning too! I don’t think I could ever wear something that daring,” Emily said, taking in Asha’s short skirt and small crop top.
Asha laughed. “What do you mean? I’ve seen what you go for your runs in!”
“That’s different!” Emily said blushing.
“Not that different,” she said, eyeing Emily. “Oh I I think I know what’s going on! Is there someone who’s eye you’re trying to catch when you’re running? A sexy jogger out there somewhere?”
“What? No! Geez, I’ve got a boyfriend!”
Asha laughed at Emily’s response. “I won’t tell him! There’s nothing wrong with trying to get someone’s attention anyway, Besides, it’s not like you’re going to fuck him!” Asha said, covering up her mouth in pretend shock, a glint in her eyes. Emily rolled her eyes and headed for the car.
After the lights came on at the end of the movie Emily pulled her phone out to see if she’d missed anything. She saw Bill had sent her another picture. She blushed and quickly swiped it away. She looked over nervously at Asha to see if she’d noticed, only to see her grinning cheekily at her.
“Ooh, who’s Bill? Is he your secret jogger boyfriend?”
“No! He’s just some guy from uni.”
“Actually, I don’t think I know anyone our age named Bill. Hmm, I think the only Bill I know around here is gross neighbour Bill.” Emily was glad for the dim lighting in the cinema as she felt her face heat up in embarrassment. “Oh my god, speaking of Bill, what does he think of your running outfits? He must be loving them! Has he bragged to you about how big his dick is yet?”
“Oh umm, yeah, he has.”
Asha giggled. “I guess you’re officially in the hot girls club then!”
“Haha, very funny.”
—
Sunday morning found both Tom and Emily awaking with a nervous excitement. They both got straight up and got on with other stuff, neither mentioning anything about what they had planned that afternoon. When they’d cleaned up after lunch they both looked at each other. “You ready to do this?” Tom asked. Emily nodded her head. “Ok, I’ll be back soon. Don’t enjoy yourself too much before then,” he said with a wry smile. With that he was out the door and driving off.
Emily quickly stripped off and sat back on the couch. She spread her legs wide and took a photo of her body from her thighs up to her neck, her dripping pussy drawing the eye at the centre. She sent it to Bill, along with a message.
Emily: Boyfriend just headed out for a couple of hours, come over now, I’m getting desperate!
Bill replied back less than a minute later.
Bill: Fuck you’re one horny cheating slut. I’ll be right over!
Emily quickly typed out a message to Tom, but didn’t hit send, and then waited. A minute later she heard a knock at the door. She hit send and then skipped across to the door. She opened the door, pressing her body up against the back of it and sticking her head out. “Hurry up and get in!” Bill quickly stepped through the door and she closed it quickly behind him.
His eyes went wide as he saw her naked form, before narrowing, his eyes glinting like a lion seeing a young antelope all on its own. Emily gasped as he pushed her back against the door, pressing his lips up against hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth. She soon gave in and wrapped her tongue around his, revelling in the truly filthy act of sharing saliva with an out of shape old man. She pictured what they must look like right now to an outside observer, his large, fat form smothering her small, near-perfect naked teen body as she feverishly sucked his spit into her mouth. She started grinding her naked pussy into the massive bulge in his pants as she thought of what Tom would think if he saw them now.
Bill reached down and grabbed her ass in his hands. He picked her up and began carrying her to the bedroom, never breaking the kiss. Emily was surprised that he could carry her so easily, but then she realised that she was only a fraction of his weight. He broke the kiss and threw her down onto the bed. She lay on her back, catching her breath, her legs spread wide to show off her glistening pussy. Bill tore off his clothes, his enormous cock bouncing into view. He crawled on top of Emily and lowered his weight down onto her to resume making out. She was fully trapped under his weight. She felt him thrust on top of her, his thick cock rubbing up against her pussy. She tried closing her legs, but couldn’t move them from where they were pushed up by his gut. He pulled back and she felt the head of his cock trail down over her clit and run between her lips. ‘Oh fuck!’ she thought to herself, ‘Tom better get back soon or he’s going to actually fuck me!’
“Please. Stop,” she moaned into his mouth, but it came out as a muffled groan around his tongue. Bill thrust forward again and Emily felt a pressure between her legs before his cock slipped out from between her lips and slid across her clit again. Bill pulled back and then thrust again, not finding the right angle once again. He tried twice more before using his arms to lift his upper body off Emily. He looked down at her, a line of saliva still connecting their mouths. He then lifted his lower half off her as well. Emily knew she should take this opportunity to close her legs, but instead she spread them wider and tilted her pelvis up towards Bill. She felt the head of his cock at her opening. She bucked her hips up against him, but the small movement wasn’t enough to force the huge head of his penis to push into her. Bill stared down at Emily and slowly bore down with his hips. Emily felt the pressure at her opening increasing and increasing, until suddenly he slipped out of her again.
Emily let out a groan of frustration. She realised that she was actually wishing Tom would take longer to get here, she was getting desperate to feel Bill’s giant cock inside of her. ‘Oh fuck, Tom would be here any second! She had to stop this!’ she thought. Bill reached down and grabbed the head of his dick and held against the opening of her pussy. There was no way for it to slip away now.
“No!” Emily shouted, reaching down and grabbing Bill’s hand. She tried to push him away but he was too strong.
“What do you mean ‘no’?” Bill said, stopping the downward pressure he was applying. “You know you’re desperate for it, desperate to feel this big dick in your virgin pussy.”
“No…” Emily moaned, feeling herself loosen her grip on Bill's hand.
Bill rubbed his dick up and down her slick pussy. Bill stared at her intently as he applied more pressure every time his dick dipped back down to her opening.
“Mmmm,” Emily groaned, releasing his hand. She stared up into his eyes as she felt him hold himself at her opening and slowly increase the pressure.
“Stop!” they both suddenly heard from the doorway. Bill looked over at Tom standing there, a frenzied look in his eyes. Bill smirked and continued to push his hips down into Emily. Emily snapped out of her lustful stupor and began thrashing against Bill.
“Fuck, jeez ok,” Bill said, pulling himself off her. “What the hell are you doing here, I was about to give your slutty little girlfriend here what you aren’t man enough to!” he said, turning to Tom. Emily quickly stepped over to the closet and pulled on a pair of panties and a shirt.
Tom took a few deep breaths. “That’s the thing, I’ve known about this the whole time.”
Bill seemed to deflate when he heard that, his usual bravado disappearing for a moment. “Wait, you wanted her to cheat on you?”
“Umm yeah, something like that. And we’d both like to keep it going, I just want to be there from now on.” Tom said as he looked at his feet, his face turning pink.
“As in you want to watch your girlfriend getting fucked?” Bill couldn’t say he wasn’t disappointed, he’d felt like a king when Emily seemed to be coming on to him. He didn’t think he wanted anything more to do with this now it had been tainted by this revelation. He felt almost ashamed to have fallen for it.
“Well, not fucking, but other stuff, yeah.” Tom was looking up now, his confidence growing as he took control of the situation.
Bill was about to say no, but stopped himself for a second. There was no way that Emily could fake it as good as she had been, right? She was dripping wet! You couldn’t fake that. Maybe he could try and slowly push her further and further until she gave in to him. But he knew wouldn’t be able to do that in front of Tom, she’d completely changed her demeanour when he’d arrived just before.
“Ok, but only if I get something in return.”
“What?! You're getting the opportunity to fool around with a girl who’s way out of your league and you’re trying to get money or something from us?”
“I don’t need your money! I want an alone session with Emily for every session in front of you.”
“No way! Absolutely not happening!”
“Fine then, I guess I’ll just be going then.” He got up and began pulling his pants on. Tom looked to Emily, seeing her bewildered look, not believing either that he was really trying to bargain. Bill buttoned up his pants, and then bent over and grabbed his shirt, awkwardly pulled it onto his fat frame and began buttoning it up. ‘Crap, maybe I pushed too hard,’ he thought to himself. ‘Oh well, I guess I might as well try and get him to break by pretending to leave. If he still doesn’t break I’ll agree to his terms, it’s not like there’s any other way I’d get to get my hands on a hot young girl like Emily any other way.’ He began to walk slowly towards the door.
“Ok ok, wait, maybe we can work something out.” Bill looked at him expectantly. “Maybe she can do the sessions with you, but you have to follow some rules. If you break a single rule then this whole thing is over and you’ll never get to touch Emily ever again.”
“Hmm, ok, but what would the rules be?”
“Emily will be fully clothed, you are not allowed to remove any of her clothes or touch any intimate part of her covered by her clothing. No kissing. She can give you a handjob or a blowjob and that’s it, no fucking!”
“Come on, I’ve already seen her fully naked, at least let her go topless!”
“Ok fine, but you’re still not allowed to touch her breasts!”
Bill grunted. “Fine, I agree to your terms. Do you want your first session now?”
Tom suddenly felt self-conscious again as he realised he had a massive hard-on. “Umm, yeah, ok.”
“Ok, you stand over there,” he said to Tom, pointing to the corner of the room, and sat down on the bed himself and looked at Emily, “and you come sit yourself here and show me a good time.”
Emily stepped over to him and sat herself tentatively in his lap, facing him. Bill began stroking her thighs. She looked over to Tom, to see him already rubbing his dick through his jeans. She looked back to Bill and he leant in for a kiss. She turned her head away and instead he began sloppily kissing her neck. He pulled her shirt off and she let him, though did nothing to help him. Growing frustrated Bill pushed Emily off his lap onto the bed beside him. He pulled his cock back out of his pants.
“Ok bitch, let’s show your husband how you worked my dick the other day!”
Emily bent over and licked all over the head of his cock, noting the different taste of it today, her juices having coated it earlier. She looked up and saw the intense arousal on Tom’s face as he furiously jerked his dick. She felt a flush of arousal go through her at the thought of her long term boyfriend watching her behave so naughtily. ‘Oh my god! He only just saw me about to give up my virginity to Bill!’ she thought. ‘And yet he still wants me to suck Bill off in front of him.”
Emily gave one last lick to Bill’s dick, licking all the way around the rim, before slowly sinking her mouth over the head. She sucked enthusiastically, using her tongue to give Bill extra pleasure. Bill grunted in pleasure, then reached over and grabbed her ass. Emily arched her back and pushed her butt back into his hand, swaying her hips a bit as she did. She continued to vigorously suck on his cock, bobbing up and down, his cock noisily hitting the back of her throat. Bill was now roughly groping and slapping her ass. Emily moaned around his dick. She felt him slide his hand down her ass and push his fingers between her thighs, roughly massaging her pussy. She looked up at Tom and saw that he’s stopped masturbating and was watching with wide eyes. She reached back and pulled his hand back onto her ass. He grunted in annoyance and began groping and slapping her harder.
Emily moaned and shook her ass for him. Tom groaned at her wanton display and started jacking his cock again. Soon he was shooting his load, the sight of his gorgeous teen girlfriend greedily sucking on a fat old man’s cock as he had his way with her ass too much for him. Emily saw Tom cum and redoubled her effort on Bill’s cock. She grabbed his shaft and worked it with her hands as she bobbed her head down harder on his cock. Despite Emily’s best effort however it was another ten minutes before Bill grabbed her head with one hand and pumped up into her mouth as he came. Tom had pulled out his camera and got a close up shot of Emily gulping down Bill’s cum. He didn’t notice Bill slip his hand back down to Emily’s pussy and rub her through panties. Emily felt herself humping against his hand, desperate for the release she’d been denied earlier. It wasn’t to come however, with Bill removing his hand once he’d finished cumming.
Emily moaned and sat back, licking a stray drip of cum from her lip, her nipples erect and pointing slightly upwards on her pert tits. Bill stood up and buttoned up his pants. “So, I’ll be seeing you tomorrow for my private session?” he asked Emily. She looked to Tom, who nodded his head. “Well, alright then, see you then.” With that Bill walked out the door.
Emily looked over at Tom. “So, what took you so long to get here? All you had to do was drive around the corner and walk in.”
“Sorry, I just wanted to give you a couple of extra minutes to make sure you’d gotten into it when I came in, I wasn’t expecting him to, well you know…”
“Well that should be the last time we have to worry about any of that,” Emily said, lying back onto the bed and breathing a sigh of relief. As much as she had been enjoying the excitement of the past couple of weeks, she was glad to have some firm rules in place, while still being able to play into Tom’s fantasy.
Emily fell into a blissful, stress-free sleep that night. In the morning though she woke up horny, her pussy swollen and her head still containing the wisps of her dreams about Bill and his big dick. He stayed there for the rest of the day, along with his big dick, making her clench her thighs together in arousal throughout the day. She was incredibly horny by the time she got home. She waited impatiently for an hour before Tom got home before texting Bill to say that she was free to come over. He texted back almost instantly to say he was ready. She quickly got changed into some shorts, the ones from the second skimpiest outfit Tom had bought, and a loose t-shirt. She walked into the living room and gave Tom a peck on the lips and a devilish grin, before darting across the road to Bill’s house, after first making sure no one else was watching. Tom was left sitting on the couch with a hard on, hoping that Emily and Bill would be able to stick to the rules.
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Emily walked into Bill's house to find him sitting on the same couch he had been when she’d first seen his cock. This time he already had his cock out and was stroking it. Emily stopped and stared for a moment, still a little awestruck at just how big it was. After a couple of seconds she blinked and shook her head, before continuing over to stand in front of the smirking Bill.
“Well come on slut, off with the shirt! I know you’re dying to show me,” he said. Emily quickly pulled the shirt over her head, too horny to talk back to him for bad-mouthing her. “Good girl,” he said patronisingly. “Now get on your knees and start sucking!” Emily sank down to her knees between his legs. She grabbed his cock with both hands to bring it closer before engulfing the head with her mouth.
“Oh fuck yeah, that’s a good whore!” Bill groaned. “Use your tongue a little more, oh yes, fuck your a good cocksucker for a virgin!” Emily felt her pussy throbbing at the degrading compliment. She increased her effort, trying to get more of his cock into her mouth. Soon she was once again forcing his cock to the back of her mouth, but she couldn’t go any further.
Bill grunted in appreciation. “You just need to relax your throat and you’ll be able to take me deeper.”
Emily slowed down, and just held him at the back of her throat for a couple of seconds, before she gagged. She pulled off him and took a couple of deep breaths before taking him back into the back of her throat. She held him at the back of her throat a little longer this time before having to pull back. She continued like this, basking in Bill’s groans and grunts of approval until she felt like her throat was ready and slowly pushed herself down further, his massive cock sliding partway down her throat. This quickly caused her to gag again and she quickly pulled back again, coughing up thick strands of saliva, her tits shaking. Bill looked down at her, taking in the spit running out of her mouth and down her chin. “Oh fuck you’re a hot little slut! Now get this cock back down your throat bitch, that felt great!”
Emily took a second, slurping up the saliva on Bill’s dick to stall for a second as she caught her breath, before taking him back into her mouth, and then into her throat. She could keep him there for a couple of seconds before she gagged this time, and the next time for even longer. After half an hour of practice she could hold him for as long as she wanted without gagging. She looked up proudly at Bill as she sat at his feet with his cock lodged in her throat, spit dripping down her chin and covering her tits. Bill smiled arrogantly at her. “Goddamn you were built to be a slut, you’ve already gotten over your gag reflex!” He grabbed the back of her head and started thrusting into her throat, enjoying the noises he forced out of her.
Gluck, gluck, gluck went her throat as he pistoned in and out of her. Emily found herself loving the feeling of his cock invading her throat. She could feel the ridges sliding along her throat, and the thick veins running over her tongue. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to get release as her pussy juices soaked her shorts. Soon she realised that she was getting lightheaded, not being able to draw in a breath around Bill’s cock in her throat. She put her hands on Bill’s knees and tried to push back. Bill however held firm on her head and continued thrusting into her throat. She could feel her throat spasming now, desperate for air. She gave one last push and Bill finally released her head. She drew in several deep breaths, relief washing over her.
“Sorry about that, your throat spasming around my cock just felt so good!” Bill said with a smirk.”Don’t worry, I’m almost there now.”
Emily got a few more breaths in, glaring up at Bill for cutting off her air for so long. Her brain was still fuzzy from lack of oxygen, and soon her anger was replaced by the realisation of how horny his mistreatment had made her. She looked up at his throbbing cock, before putting her mouth back onto Bill’s cock. She was almost there. She pushed herself as far down as she could go, quite pleased with herself for being able to make it past halfway of his enormous shaft, before coming all the way back up, licking the head of his cock as she went. She was happy to find that this seemed to placate him from forcefully shoving his dick down her throat again. It wasn’t long before he was breathing heavily. He yelled that he was about to come. Emily readied herself to swallow his load, and was surprised when he grabbed her by the hair and yanked him off his cock. He quickly started jerking his cock in front of her face and began spurting his cum across her face.
“What the hell!” Emily yelled.
“Sorry, that gorgeous face of yours was just made for getting coated in cum.” Emily grunted at the back handed compliment. She got up and reached for her shirt.
“Oh shit, I accidently got some in your hair as well. You might want to take a quick shower before you walk back across the street.”
“I don’t think so! Remember, I’m supposed to keep my pants on while I’m here or this is all over.”
“Come on, we’ve already finished for the day, and you’re only going to take them off in the bathroom.”
“Ugh, fine. But no funny business!”
Bill pointed her towards the bathroom, and she was not surprised to find it was a sliding door that didn’t have a lock. She was almost going to give up and just try and wipe the cum off, but the thought of a nice warm shower was just too appealing. She turned the water on and pulled the shorts off, shocked at how wet they were. She then gratefully stepped under the hot water. She stood in the shower, letting it wash away the various fluids coating her body, watching the door. She expected to see Bill trying to peek through at any second. She found her heart beating faster at the thought that she’d already broken the rules and fallen for Bill’s scheme. Several minutes passed and she was almost disappointed that she hadn’t seen Bill yet. She waited longer, sure that he would be there any minute now. There was no way he would be able to resist this opportunity.
Eventually the water ran cold and she was forced to get out. She began drying herself off with a towel. She realised she’d left her shirt out there. ‘Oh well, if he’s going to get another look at my tits, I might as well tease him a little! I’ll get him all excited and then leave him, that should get him back for cumming in my hair!’ she thought to herself. She grabbed a towel out of the cupboard and wrapped it around herself. She smiled, it was only just long enough to cover her butt and nipples at the same time. She walked out to find Bill still sitting in his chair. Her shirt lay on the ground about a metre in front of him.
“Whoops. Left my shirt out here,” she said casually, walking over to stand in front of Bill’s chair. She then bent over at the waist , keeping her legs straight. She felt the towel slide up her butt. She would definitely be giving Bill a clear view of her pussy. She grabbed the shirt and then gasped as she felt Bill’s hand stroke up her leg and then make contact with her pussy. Her pussy instantly reacted, having been craving attention since yesterday. Emily moaned softly.
“No, Bill, stop it! You’re breaking the rules! If you stop now I won’t tell Tom,” Emily whimpered.
“I’m not breaking the rules, he said I wasn't allowed to touch your privates if they were covered by clothing, and some stupid slut decided to take all her clothes off.”
“Oh fuck,” Emily moaned, remaining bent over as Bill rubbed her pussy. “I feel like, mmm, this isn’t what, ungh, Tom meant!”
“I’m certainly not going to be the one to tell Tom what we’re doing.” Emily moaned again and stayed in her bent over position. The idea of going behind Tom’s back just a little bit while technically following the rules felt so devious and was making her pussy gush. Bill inserted two fingers into her dripping snatch and began pumping them in and out. Emily whimpered as he slowly sped up until his fingers were sawing rapidly in and out, sending droplets of pussy juice flying everywhere. His pummelling pushed her forward, causing him to have to lean further and further forward. Suddenly he stopped and stood up.
“Let’s get a little more comfortable,” he said, grabbing Emily around the waist and hoisting her up. He carried her into his bedroom and dumped her onto the bed. She lay on her back, the towel crumpled underneath her. Bill climbed onto the bed next to her and got his hand straight back to work on her sopping pussy.
A few minutes later Emily was on the brink of cumming. Bill spotted the opportunity and leant in for a kiss. Emily managed to think past her impending orgasm and remember the rules. “No! No kissing, remember!” she cried desperately.
Bill cursed in his head, having been certain that Emily was too turned on to remember Tom’s rules. “Yeah yeah, but this isn’t kissing, is it?” he said, thinking quickly. He opened his mouth and let a large drop of saliva roll off his tongue and fall into Emily’s mouth. Emily felt like she watched the whole thing happen in slow motion, yet she made no move to close her mouth. She moaned as she tasted the now familiar taste of Bill’s mouth. She felt herself approach her climax and thrust her hips up into Bill’s hand.
Bill laughed at Emily’s wanton display. “You're desperate for my spit, aren’t you slut?” Emily nodded ashamedly, keeping her mouth open. Bill sucked more saliva into his mouth and then opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue again. Emily quickly brought her head forward and lapped the saliva straight from his tongue. Even Bill was surprised for a second, leaving his tongue out for several seconds as she licked all over it. He tried to push forward and kiss her properly but she threw her head back out of his reach. Bill could only laugh at her strict adherence to the rules, despite coming as close as she could to breaking them, and definitely breaking them in spirit.
Bill increased the pace of his fingering, rapidly thrusting his middle two fingers into her while pressing down hard on her clit with his thumb. Emily pushed up hard against him, practically crushing her clit against his thumb. Soon she was cumming hard, her back arching and neck straining as a massive climax took over her body. Bill didn’t let up as she orgasmed, and his continued rough fingering kept her cumming for quite some time, squirting all over his hand as her vagina clenched over and over again around his fingers.
Eventually Emily collapsed back to the bed and Bill withdrew his hand. She lay on the bed, a distant look in her eyes, the occasional aftershock causing her body to quiver and spasm. After lying on the bed for a couple of minutes she jumped up. “Crap, I’ve got to go, Tom must be starting to worry by now. She dashed into the lounge room and quickly donned her clothes before rushing out the door without a backwards glance at Bill.
She ran across the street before slowing down as she reached the apartment door, took a few deep breaths and then opened the door and stepped through as calmly as she could. She found Tom sitting at the table, his laptop disregarded in front of him, his tapping his foot, his whole leg shaking. He jumped up as she entered. “Jeez, you took a while,” he said, trying not to show how worried he had gotten.
“Yeah, Bill sure takes his time to cum!”
“So, do you want to tell me what happened?” Tom asked, his excitement quickly taking over his nervousness.
“I don’t know, isn’t it more exciting not knowing exactly what happened? Not knowing what your naughty girlfriend got up to with the big mean neighbour?” Emily pushed Tom back onto his chair, enjoying the wild look in his eyes as arousal and fear battled behind his face. She perched herself on his knees. “Oh don’t worry, we didn’t break any rules,” she said. Seeing his face relax she leaned in, putting her lips against his ear. “But only just,” she whispered, squeezing his cock through his pants. She dismounted and strode into the bedroom to get changed, leaving him with his mouth agape, and an erection raging in his pants.
Emily slept soundly that night after finally having gotten her release. Tom meanwhile tossed and turned all night, images of all the ways Bill could have touched Emily to have ‘only just’ not broken the rules, but his wildest thoughts never getting close to what had actually happened.
They were both eager for another meeting with Bill, yet neither wanted to act too keen, so they ended up deciding they should wait until the weekend before inviting Bill over again.
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Emily’s final tutorial of the day on Wednesday got cancelled, so she headed home early. She walked into the dining room and saw Tom’s laptop sitting open on the table. On the screen was a frame of the security camera footage from the first time that she’d brought Bill into the apartment. Tom burst out of the bedroom, saw Emily looking at the laptop and stopped. “Oh, hi babe, wasn’t, ah, expecting you back yet,” he said looking at her sheepishly.
“Mhm, so I can see. I didn’t know you kept the footage from the cameras.”
“Yeah, I’ve saved it all, just to have, you know. I haven’t actually looked at any of it until now, I just got too horny wondering what you and Bill got up to on Monday. Sorry I didn’t tell you. I can delete them if you want.”
“That’s ok, I don’t really mind, it would have been nice to know before this though.” She looked up from the laptop, which still showed her and Bill kissing, to look at Tom. “So, what have you been imagining me and Bill got up to?” she asked with a cheeky smile.
“Umm, I imagined Bill rubbed you all over, just avoiding your tits and anything covered by your shorts, as you stroked and licked and sucked his dick. And then, umm, I imagined that you pulled your shorts up so he could grope your butt cheeks and stroke closer to your pussy. Then he rubbed his dick all over you before he came into your mouth.”
Emily had made her way over to Tom as he spoke and was now rubbing his crotch. “That’s so hot babe! Do you want to finish watching the video with me?” Tom nodded his head.
They took the laptop to the bed and Emil lay back and watched as Tom jerked off. On screen her and Bill were making out as he fingered her and she jerked him off. “You like watching Bill get his hands on the pussy you haven’t even touched? You like seeing him get what you want just because he knows how to be forceful?”
Tom looked up at her. He paused the video and Emily looked at him questioningly. She was taken by surprise when he pounced on her, letting him pin her hands above her head. He switched to gripping her hands in just one of his, then forcefully put his other hand on her thigh and began sliding it upwards. Emily wasn’t sure how she felt about Tom trying to be more dominant. She decided to let him continue for a bit, might as well at least reward by letting him touch her pussy. She knew she could easily get away from him if she wanted, she was stronger than him from all her time at the gym. “No! Stop…” she moaned to keep up the act.
Tom suddenly stopped. “Oh sorry babe, I just thought, because you said…”
“Oh, no, I was just pretending…”
“Ah,” Tom said, looking a little embarrassed, “So, should I keep going?”
Emily sighed and easily pulled herself free. “No, it’s alright, I wouldn’t have let you get very far anyway, I don’t think. I love you because of how caring and considerate you are, Tom.”
“Yeah,” Tom said, trying to hide his disappointment and giving her a small smile.
“Which is why you’ll just have to get off on watching Bill finger me for now,” she said as she grabbed his dick and hit play on the laptop. Tom groaned, his cock twitching.
Emily texted Bill on Friday to say that her and Tom were expecting him the next day. Bill replied quickly to say he was free.
Saturday afternoon found Tom and Emily sitting on their couch, waiting for Bill's arrival. Emily was dressed in a white crop top, and a patterned skater skirt. Bill finally knocked on their door, a little shy of ten minutes late, just enough time for Tom and Emily’s nerves to have peaked. Emily answered the door, her heart pounding. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Bill standing there. He was dressed in an old, stained pair of track suit pants and an equally grubby shirt. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before motioning him inside. The scent of him was already getting her pussy throbbing.
Emily led Bill into the bedroom, her skirt bouncing around her tanned upper thighs. Tom followed them in and went and sat in a chair they’d taken from the dining room and set up in the corner of the room earlier. Emily meanwhile grabbed the bottom of her top and pulled it off in one go, freeing her perky tits for Bill to watch as they jiggled. Emily threw the shirt away. She stood with her hands clasped loosely behind her head and luxuriated under Bill’s greedy gaze on her perfect teen breasts, her nipples hardening and engorging under his lustful eyes. A grin stretched its way across her face. Eventually Bill looked up at her, and she motioned down to her skirt with her eyes. He got the message and hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down. Underneath Emily wore no underwear, and her flawless shaved pussy was revealed, already dripping down her inner thigh.
Emily grabbed Bill’s hands and turned him around. She pulled his pants down just enough to free his rock hard cock. It bounced up with a meaty slap against his fat stomach. Emily smiled happily at Bill and pushed him down to sit on the end of the bed. She sat down between his legs and began working his cock. She started with her hands, before moving onto licking up and down his shaft, and eventually engulfing it in her mouth and slowly working more and more of it down her throat. Bill was once again more reserved with Tom watching, sitting back and letting Emily do all the work, his hands planted behind him as he leant back.
After ten minutes of hard work deepthroating Bill, Emily could tell that Bill wasn’t getting even close to cumming. Her throat beginning to burn, she decided that she needed to change her tactics if she was going to be able to finish him off. She pulled her head back off his dick and began stroking it with both hands. It towered over her head. As she stroked it she began rubbing it all over her face, getting the copious amounts of drool she’d left all along its length smeared on her face.
“Oh fuck, I just love your big dick,” she said, still catching her breath from deepthroating him. She lowered her head and began greedily lapping at his balls. The musky scent and salty taste instantly made her feel almost dizzy with lust. She looked over at Tom and saw he was watching intently, his jaw slack. He’d had to let go of his cock to prevent himself from cumming too quickly, and it stood upright and throbbed with need.
Emily looked back at Bill and stood up. She pushed him back onto the bed. She placed a hand either side of him and slowly crawled up on top of him, his dick trailing down between her breasts, down her stomach and ending up pressed into her lower abdomen, just above her pussy, as she stopped face to face with Bill. She leant in and gave him a tentative kiss on the lips. He took a second to respond, but soon he was hungrily kissing her back. She needily twirled her tongue around his as she finally got to taste him again. She could feel his massive cock throbbing underneath, leaking precum onto her stomach. She looked over at Tom just in time to see his cock let out a sad spurt of cum as he came without even touching it.
Emily reached down and began stroking Bill’s cock as she continued to make out with him. The feeling of the sheer girth and weight of it in her hand, and the heat of it on her stomach was getting her even hornier. She could feel a deep need to feel Bill’s cock inside her, building within her. She reluctantly pulled away from his lips, a string of spit hanging in the air between them. She rolled off him and turned around so her head was at his crotch. She swallowed him back into her throat in one go, and was soon working her mouth down to the base of his cock. Bill, seeing the copious amount of fluid leaking from Emily’s pussy, began to roughly grope her thighs and butt, working his way towards her pussy.
Bill heard Tom gasp, and turned to sneer at him. He saw that Tom was already hard again.
“Fucking hell, I can’t believe this makes you hard, seeing another guy do everything you’ve never done with your girlfriend. What a fucking pussy!” He stuck two of his big, fat fingers into Emily’s pussy suddenly, causing her to moan around his cock. “Looks like your slut of a girlfriend likes it when I finger her while making fun of her worthless wimp of a boyfriend!” He laughed as Tom could only watch on in shock, his cock just about ready to erupt again.
Bill was rapidly ramming his fingers in out of Emily’s pussy, sending her juices squirting out as he did. She was losing her concentration, barely moving her mouth up and down his cock.
“Come on bitch, get back to polishing my cock!” Bill said, grabbing her by her hair and forcing her head noisily up and down his thick cock, drool flowing down his shaft and onto his balls. “Oh fuck yeah, almost there!” he bellowed, holding her head down as he thrust up into her. Her face started turning red and eyes rolled back in her head, before she suddenly began shaking violently as a massive orgasm racked her body. Her pussy clenched even harder around Bill’s fingers as she felt the first spurt of his cum get fired straight into her throat. He continued to spurt an absurd amount of cum down her throat as she continued to orgasm the whole time. Finally he let her go, and she pulled back, in time to get the last couple in her mouth and on her face. She collapsed onto her back, gasping for air, her body still quivering as she was hit by aftershock after aftershock.
Bill stood up and pulled his pants. “Thanks whore, that wasn’t half bad once you got into it. I’ll be expecting you at ten tomorrow morning.” With that he strode out, leaving Emily still shaking on the bed.
When Emily eventually regained her composure she looked over at Tom, who was still sitting stupefied in his chair. His cock was now deflated, coated in a second lot of cum. He blinked and shook his head as he realised Emily staring at him. “Wow babe, that, uh, that looked pretty intense,” he said.
“Yeah,” she replied dreamily, still feeling like she was floating elsewhere, only a tiny part of her consciousness left in the room with Tom.
“So… what did it feel like?”
“Oh honey, it felt incredible!”
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Emily walked through Bill’s unlocked door. He was once again sitting in his chair in the lounge room. She walked over and stood in front of him. Today she was wearing a tight singlet top which conformed to the shape of her tits, her nipples poking through, and a pair of denim short shorts.
Over the course of the week Emily had felt increasingly bad about what she’d let Bill get away with last week. She almost decided to tell Tom about what had happened, but decided it was best if she kept it to herself and just made sure to follow the rules better this time. And make sure Bill was warned that Tom would be told about any further funny business.
“Good morning Bill. I think we should stick to the rules today, so I’m warning you now if you try any of the funny business you got away with last time I will tell Tom. And then that will be it, no more blowjobs at all.” Emily saw Bill’s face drop ever so slightly as he tried to remain impassive. “I have however,” she continued before he could say anything, distracting him by pulling her shirt off, setting her tits bouncing on her chest, “decided to give you a little better access from the beginning.” With that she undid her shorts and shimmied them off, revealing a skimpy thong underneath. She stepped out of her shorts and stood right in front of Bill.
Bill reached out and ran his hand all the way up her thigh, only just avoiding her covered vagina. He then reached around and gave her butt a firm squeeze. “That’s a good slut,” he said and stood up, forcing Emily to take a quick step backward. “I think we should take this to the bedroom.” He led her there with his hand gripping her ass.
He pulled his cock out of his pants and then lay back on the bed. “Get your ass over here and then get to sucking my cock like a good whore.” Emily obediently crawled up onto the bed and positioned herself on all fours, her butt up near Bill’s head, and her head hovering over his cock. She lent down and took his cock into her mouth, savouring the now familiar taste. She licked around the bottom of the head and delighted in the more intense musky taste. She felt Bill grab her bottom roughly and moaned on his cock. She slowly worked her mouth down his shaft, finding it was easier to take him into her throat from this direction, his dick curving to better slide down. Soon she had taken more than she had ever taken before, only a couple of inches left.
“Fuck me! You’ve gotten way to good at this way to fast, you were fucking born to suck cock you dirty cunt!” Emily felt herself getting wet at the degrading insults wrapped up in a compliment, and at the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her wet orifice. It was impossible not to imagine what his massive girth would feel like stretching out her pussy as she forced it down her throat. She felt her left breast pressing into Bill’s stomach as she bobbed her head up and down. She brushed aside the worry that a rule was being broken though, it wasn’t like Bill was actually intentionally touching her. Still, the contact sent tingles through her erect nipple and down to her pussy.
Bill continued to grope her exposed ass cheeks, squeezing it roughly. After a couple of minutes he started slapping it as well, eliciting more moans and groans and moans around his cock from Emily. He ran his hands down her butt and onto her inner thighs. She spread her thighs for him and he ran his hand all the way up to the edge of her thong. He rubbed back and forward, just barely making contact with the outer edges of her vulva.
Fuck, she was getting way to horny! It was a bad idea to wear the thong, she’d have to finish Bill off quickly. She grabbed Bill’s other hand and put it on the back of her head. He got the message and started pushing her head down roughly as he thrust up into her mouth. She gagged at the rough treatment of her throat, frothy saliva spilling out of her mouth and onto his cock. At least he stopped his advance on her dripping pussy, his hand instead grasping her thigh. He then pushed her down and held her there for over a minute, slapping her ass the whole time. The sharp pain and raw feeling in her lungs as her head started to feel light made her pussy quiver. He let her up and she gasped for breath.
“Ok bitch, on your knees, I’m about to cum!” Emily quickly climbed onto the floor and positioned herself on her knees. Bill stood up and shoved his dick into her mouth, grabbing the back of her head and thrusting down her throat several times. He then pulled his cock out of her mouth, leaving her panting, saliva bridging the gap between her lips and his cock. He jerked his cock in front of her face as she looked up at him. “Ok, where do you want it bitch? In your slutty mouth so you can drink it down? Or all over your face, hair and tits?”
Emily groaned. She was way to horny for this. She could take his load into her mouth and then get up and leave, being able to tell Tom everything that had happened. Or she could let Bill cum all over again, making her need to have a shower again. Making her need to get fully naked again, leaving her pussy unprotected from Bill. God, just the thought was getting her more turned on. Why the fuck had she thought she should wear the stupid thong when she was trying to be good and follow the rules? Now she was already to horny, too far gone.
“My face…”
“What was that?”
“My face! Please shoot your cum all over my stupid slutty face and hair!” Bill let loose, spraying jizz all over her upturned face and hair. Emily opened her mouth and let the last couple of spurts fall onto her tongue. She licked her lips hungrily and then sat back, idly rubbing the cum that had dripped down to her tits into her skin.
“Oh no, looks like I’ll need to take a shower again,” Emily said, happily resigning herself to her fate. She felt butterflies in her stomach.
She got up and walked into the bathroom, sliding the door shut behind her. She pulled her skimpy panties off, the only thing protecting her from Bill. She quickly rinsed off all of Bill’s cum, watching the door. Not seeing any sign of Bill she got out quickly and dried herself off. She then wrapped the towel around herself. She had it a little higher this time, so it only just reached the bottom of her pussy. She stepped out into the hall and looked down to the lounge room. Her short still lay next to the lounge where she’d dropped it. She looked into the bedroom and saw Bill sitting on the bed, looking at her. She walked in and stood right in front of him. He looked hungrily at her just barely covered pussy.
“Hey, have you seen where I put my top?” she asked, her voice quivering just a little.
“Hmm, not sure,” Bill said, reaching his hand out and sliding it up her thigh. Emily whimpered when he reached her pussy and began rubbing it slowly. She was sopping wet, and it wasn’t from the shower. He continued to slide his hand up and down her dripping slit as she stood in front of him. She watched his cock slowly harden again, still amazed at how much bigger it could get despite its massive starting size.
Bill slowly slipped two of his fingers inside of her, causing her to moan. He rubbed her clit as he worked his fingers in and out of her. She moved her hips against him, trying to increase the pressure.
“Fuck me you’re a useless slut, I thought you said no funny business?” Bill laughed cruelly at her. Emily just moaned in response. “Hey bitch, you want to try something extra naughty?”
“Nooo, we can’t break the rules!”
“Don’t worry, this technically doesn’t break any rules. So, you want to do it?”
“...ok”
Bill pulled onto his lap and then sat back, pulling her so she was straddling his dick. She moaned as she felt his shaft lodge between her pussy lips. He pulled her back and forward, sliding her dripping pussy along the length of his cock. Emily leant forward, arching her back, grinding her clit down onto his dick. She could feel every bump on his dick, her clit sliding along his veiny dick sending shivers up her spine. Emily grinded herself against his cock for almost ten minutes, wallowing in the pleasure his massive cock could bring her as it saw in between her pussy lips, rubbing her clit. She stared into Bill’s eyes intermittently, in between just closing her eyes and just concentrating on the feeling in her vagina.
She began sliding further forward, rubbing her clit on the head of his cock. Then she slid further forward again, feeling the head of his cock sliding between her lips, parting her opening ever so slightly. She imagined what it would feel like to grab his cock and shove it in. What having something so big splitting her open would feel like. Then she slid all the way back down again, feeling her clit grind into his head again. She slid back up again, moaning as her clit grazed his head, before once again positioning his head at her opening. She leant forward a little this time before pushing back, her pussy quivering as she felt a slight pressure at her opening before his head slid up past her clit. She repeated this several times, breathing heavily, her pussy thoroughly coating Bill’s dick in pussy juice. She looked down at Bill and saw him watching her pussy rub along his dick intently. She followed his gaze and took in the obscene sight of her virginal, tight pussy spread over his enormous monster of a cock. She moaned at the erotic display and Bill looked up at her. They stared into each other's eyes, each seeing how drunk on lust the other was.
Bill reached down and grabbed her teen ass and pulled her down harder onto his cock, taking control of her movements along his cock. At the same time he pushed up with his hips, massively increasing the pressure on her clit. Emily moaned and let herself collapse onto his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. She lay there, naked, sprawled on his flabby torso, luxuriating in letting Bill grind his dick into her pussy. She groaned in frustration when he suddenly stopped, only to gasp as he suddenly flipped them both over so he was now lying on top. He continued to grind into her, pushing her hard into the mattress. He had his hands either side of her, and was looking down at the enraptured look on her face as she enjoyed the feelings in her pussy as his immense body weight grinded his dick down into it. She gasped and opened her mouth as she saw him open his, letting spit slide off his tongue. She let it all fall into her mouth and swished it around her mouth before swallowing it greedily.
She opened her mouth open again, and Bill happily opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue again. Emily leant forward and slurped his tongue, licking up his saliva. They both licked their tongues over each other’s, slowly moving forward. Soon their lips were locked, their tongues deep inside each other’s mouths as they passionately kissed.
Her legs were pushed upwards and out wide by his massive belly. Still, she tried to wrap them around him as she felt herself rapidly approaching an orgasm, moaning into Bill’s mouth. Bill suddenly pulled back, leaving her whimpering and desperately trying to pull herself up into him with her legs. He reached down and grabbed his cock and began sliding it around her pussy. Emily groaned when he found his target, lodging it into her opening. He looked into her eyes as he began to push down. Emily jerked her hand down and grabbed his cock, dislodging it from her opening. “No! We can’t! The rules!”
“We already broke the rules by kissing you stupid cunt! You can’t tell your wimpy boyfriend about any of this anyway!”
Emily moaned, now rubbing his cock head around her clit. “Mmmnn, no! We still shouldn’t. I can’t let you fuck me! That’s, ugh, that’s too far!” She was rubbing his dick up and down now, just dipping into the top of her slit. They were both staring down past Bill’s belly at what was happening. Emily slid his dick down a little further each time, before bringing it back up to rub over her clit. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. She brought it down further still, until it slid over her opening, before once again sliding it back up to stimulate her clit. Bill spotted his opportunity, and the next time she slid his cock back down he started to apply pressure with his hips. Emily groaned at the feeling of her hole slowly stretching. She didn’t slide his cock back up this time, instead just wiggling it back and forward at her opening, helping to work it in.
“Oh fuck!” she moaned. “Fuck you! You didn’t let me, ungh, orgasm just so I’d be horny, mmm, enough to let you do this!”
“Hey, it’s not my fault you’re a horny little slut who can’t control herself!” Bill said mockingly, pushing down a little more with his hips.
Emily let out a long moan. “I’m not a slut, I’m a virgin! Oh god, I’m about to let you take my virginity!”
Emily was completely lost in a haze of lust now. She looked up and locked eyes with Bill. He stared into her eyes as he slowly applied more and more pressure with his hips, as Emily worked his cock back and forth at the entrance to her as yet untouched canal.
Suddenly there was enough pressure and the head of Bill’s cock forced its way into Emily’s tight vagina. Emily screamed and shook, her head thrown back as a massive orgasm overcame her. Bill felt like the already tight walls of her vagina were going to crush the head of his cock as they clenched down around him. He looked down and saw her pert tits shaking enticingly as the rest of her body quivered uncontrollably.
When Emily finally came down from her orgasmic high she lay back and stared dreamily at Bill, a big grin plastered across her face. He slowly began sliding more of his length inside of her. She moaned as she felt more of her pussy being stretched out further than it had ever been stretched before. After getting another inch into her, he pulled out before pushing back in again, going a little deeper. Emily let out another moan. She could feel every detail of his magnificent cock as the walls of her pussy were stretched around it. The ridges of his dick were already stimulating parts of her that had never been stimulated before, sending electric shocks along her nerves to the pleasure centres of her brain. She felt like her mind was drunk on hormones as she let an old, bully of a man have his way with her.
She looked down and saw his thick shaft obscenely stretching her. She gasped in shock when she saw that he was still less than halfway into her. Bill let out a cruel chuckle at her shocked face, before bearing down into her again, forcing another half inch into her. Emily threw her head back, the pain and pleasure overwhelming her mind, all turning into a feeling of bright, white pleasure. She was already on the verge of cumming again. She closed her eyes and gave in again, an undulating squeal escaping her lips as her legs shook uncontrollably.
Emily collapsed back onto the bed, completely limp. Bill continued to slowly thrust into her from above, and the feeling of just letting him have his way with her filled her with a perverse joy. Bill leaned down and kissed her, letting his fat frame rest fully on her in the process. He greedily invaded her unresisting mouth with his tongue, and Emily found that she loved the feeling of being trapped under him as he invaded her body at both ends. Emily wasn’t sure how long he continued to slowly hump into her and kiss her for, but eventually he started to speed up his motions. Bill lifted himself up off her and looked down at her as he more rapidly thrust into her, each movement causing her to let out a moan of pleasure.
“Fuck yeah bitch, take that! I’m about to fucking cum in your tight cunt!”
It took several seconds for the meaning of Bill’s words to break through Emily’s pleasure-addled brain. Suddenly her eyes widened in fear.
“Wait! No! Stop! You can’t cum inside me!”
“What? Are you on the pill?” Bill said, annoyed, his thrusts faltering slightly.
“I am, but I still don’t want to risk it. Plus I should let Tom get at least one first with me…”
Bill could see that thinking about Tom had caused a change to come over Emily’s face. “Oh come on, don’t tell me you want that useless cunt to spurt his tiny load into you when you could have me fill your womb up to bursting right now?”
Emily paused for a moment as she pictured Bill’s massive cock spurting cum directly into her womb as her cheating pussy clenched around it, milking out every last drop of his still slightly dangerous sperm. Bill began picking his pace up again, before Emily’s resolve returned and she tried to push him off her.
“No, I said stop! Get off or I’ll tell Tom everything!” Bill ignored her, picking up the pace of his thrusts into her. Emily pushed up at him, but couldn't budge him at all. ‘Oh well, guess it’s not my fault, I’ll just have to let him cum inside me,’ she thought to herself. She felt an intense burst of electric pleasure ripple through her at having her fate taken out of her hands. It’s not like she could actually tell Tom, not after all that had already happened. She could feel her body rapidly climbing to another orgasm when Bill suddenly pulled out, almost causing her to let out a moan of anguish.
“Ok fine, open up that mouth then bitch!” Bill ordered gruffly, crawling up to straddle her chest. Her mind still processing what was happening, Emily quickly obeyed. Bill rapidly tugged his immense rod, and soon began spurting a copious amount of cum into her mouth. After filling her mouth he then sent the last couple of spurts across her face. Once he was done Emily gulped down the cum deposited in her mouth, before beginning to lick as much of it off her lips as she could. Bill rolled off her and collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily. She sat up and saw the clock on the bedside table. She saw that it was already well into the afternoon.
“Fuck!” she swore. “I need to head back! Tom’s probably about to call the cops or something!”
Bill looked up at her. “Well, you better take another quick shower first,” he said with a grin, looking pointedly at her face.
“Oh crap, yeah, you’re right,” Emily said, quickly jumping up off the bead and heading into the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror, amazed at the amount of cum still coating it. Despite being in a rush, she still took the time to scrape it off with her fingers and deposit it in her mouth. She gave herself an admonishing look in the mirror for her wanton behaviour before jumping back into action and having a very rapid shower. She jumped out, quickly towelled herself off and rushed out into the loungeroom. She picked up her discarded clothes, pulled them on and headed for the door. She heard Bill’s heavy footsteps coming down the hallway, but she didn’t look back, instead disappearing through the door. She raced back across the street and burst through the door of her and Tom’s apartment.
She saw Tom jump up from sitting at the table and stare at her with a worried expression. She quickly put on her best attempt at a sultry expression and tried to suppress her rapid breathing. “Oh hey babe, were you worrying about me? Worrying about what I got up to with our big, fat, domineering neighbour? How sweet,” she said with a seductive smile.