Early Christmas present
I hadn't been with anyone for a couple of months. Kim was attempting to be faithful to her husband, or so she said. That was okay; I didn't want to be the one who caused a breakup, even if their marriage wasn't that strong. I had Mallory, or so I thought. She had become a stranger too, as her boyfriend pressured her to spend more time with him. But someone I hadn't been expecting got hold of me and brought Mallory along with her.
It was good to hear from Stacey. "Hey, old man," she texted, sounding as sarcastic as ever. I had her number in my contacts, so I knew who it was. I left the house to call her. This was on Friday before Christmas.
I said, "well, look who came back from the dark side."
She laughed and said, "oh, I'm still there. I just came back for Christmas break." She hesitated and said, "so you're still fucking my little bitch, when you can get it up." She'd been the one who controlled Mallory before they both graduated, sort of a domme - but without really knowing how to be one. They weren't exactly lovers; Stacey used Mallory to get off, and sometimes whored her out. To me and to some of the boys at school. I'd fucked Stacey a couple of times, and admittedly, she'd fucked me as well. She liked to wear the strap-on, and I'd taken it from her as part of the group she was in with Laura. It was always a contest of wills between us as to who got to use Mallory, at least until Stacey had gone out of state to college. Mallory is a bit of an underachiever, and still works in fast food.
She enjoyed trying to emasculate me, even when I was the one fucking her or using her mouth. I laughed and said, "I'm not having any trouble getting it up with a sexy girl. I'm sure she told you that." If she wanted to spar, I was up for that. I'd used Mallory like a cumdump so many times, trying to humiliate me was pointless. But Stacey surprised me.
"Want to hook up with us?" she asked, without any hesitancy.
Hell, yeah! I told her I wouldn't come to her folks' house anymore, though. That was just courting disaster. She agreed, and asked, "what's this place you've taken her a few times?"
I said, "I've taken her lots of places. Under the trestle, the power line, the woods, my car. She doesn't really care, as long as she gets a good fucking." But I knew where she meant; I'd sprung for a room in a mom-and-pop motel a couple of times.
"You know what I'm talking about," she said, "I'm not watching you fuck her in your car, stud."
She made it sound like she was going to be just an observer, but I knew better. She didn't call me just to offer Mallory up; I could get her on my own if I worked hard enough at it; I'd done it plenty of times. I thought about Stacey's big tits and her fat little pussy, and I could already feel my cock getting hard. "When?" I asked.
"Right now."
I met them at the motel, paid the same old lady for the room, and asked her for an ice bucket. I'd brought champagne the first time I got into Mallory's asshole; this time I had coke and Captain Morgan (I remembered Stacey had a thing for the Captain.) Mallory knew the drill: wait for me to get the room and then come out. I let them both in and sent her down the hallway for ice. Stacey looked good, and I told her so. She liked that and I kissed her. And that was the start. When Mal got back Stacey told her to get naked. I started to get my shirt off but Stacey pulled Mallory onto the bed and pushed her down between her legs. I watched her eat Stacey's pussy for a few minutes and then got behind her and into that pussy.
I think Stacey wanted me to blow my load in Mallory, but that's not what I wanted. With Mallory's juices all over my cock, I pulled out and pushed her aside, then drove into Stacey. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and I fucked her like a rented whore until I came inside her. Then I told Mallory to clean her pussy while Stacey cleaned me up. To my surprise, she went down on me without complaining. She used Mallory again after some drinks, and that time I dropped a load in our slut. She was so happy she couldn't stop grinning, nor could Stacey.
Nor could I, for that matter. :)
It was good to hear from Stacey. "Hey, old man," she texted, sounding as sarcastic as ever. I had her number in my contacts, so I knew who it was. I left the house to call her. This was on Friday before Christmas.
I said, "well, look who came back from the dark side."
She laughed and said, "oh, I'm still there. I just came back for Christmas break." She hesitated and said, "so you're still fucking my little bitch, when you can get it up." She'd been the one who controlled Mallory before they both graduated, sort of a domme - but without really knowing how to be one. They weren't exactly lovers; Stacey used Mallory to get off, and sometimes whored her out. To me and to some of the boys at school. I'd fucked Stacey a couple of times, and admittedly, she'd fucked me as well. She liked to wear the strap-on, and I'd taken it from her as part of the group she was in with Laura. It was always a contest of wills between us as to who got to use Mallory, at least until Stacey had gone out of state to college. Mallory is a bit of an underachiever, and still works in fast food.
She enjoyed trying to emasculate me, even when I was the one fucking her or using her mouth. I laughed and said, "I'm not having any trouble getting it up with a sexy girl. I'm sure she told you that." If she wanted to spar, I was up for that. I'd used Mallory like a cumdump so many times, trying to humiliate me was pointless. But Stacey surprised me.
"Want to hook up with us?" she asked, without any hesitancy.
Hell, yeah! I told her I wouldn't come to her folks' house anymore, though. That was just courting disaster. She agreed, and asked, "what's this place you've taken her a few times?"
I said, "I've taken her lots of places. Under the trestle, the power line, the woods, my car. She doesn't really care, as long as she gets a good fucking." But I knew where she meant; I'd sprung for a room in a mom-and-pop motel a couple of times.
"You know what I'm talking about," she said, "I'm not watching you fuck her in your car, stud."
She made it sound like she was going to be just an observer, but I knew better. She didn't call me just to offer Mallory up; I could get her on my own if I worked hard enough at it; I'd done it plenty of times. I thought about Stacey's big tits and her fat little pussy, and I could already feel my cock getting hard. "When?" I asked.
"Right now."
I met them at the motel, paid the same old lady for the room, and asked her for an ice bucket. I'd brought champagne the first time I got into Mallory's asshole; this time I had coke and Captain Morgan (I remembered Stacey had a thing for the Captain.) Mallory knew the drill: wait for me to get the room and then come out. I let them both in and sent her down the hallway for ice. Stacey looked good, and I told her so. She liked that and I kissed her. And that was the start. When Mal got back Stacey told her to get naked. I started to get my shirt off but Stacey pulled Mallory onto the bed and pushed her down between her legs. I watched her eat Stacey's pussy for a few minutes and then got behind her and into that pussy.
I think Stacey wanted me to blow my load in Mallory, but that's not what I wanted. With Mallory's juices all over my cock, I pulled out and pushed her aside, then drove into Stacey. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and I fucked her like a rented whore until I came inside her. Then I told Mallory to clean her pussy while Stacey cleaned me up. To my surprise, she went down on me without complaining. She used Mallory again after some drinks, and that time I dropped a load in our slut. She was so happy she couldn't stop grinning, nor could Stacey.
Nor could I, for that matter. :)
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