Thursday, August 18. “I’m telling you, dude, she was coming on to me!” Aaron exclaims to J.J., telling his cousin about his poolside encounter with Jodi yesterday afternoon. The two studs are taking a break from their morning workout; both of them are already sweating profusely and the day’s heat is nowhere near its worst. “I mean, dude, I hope you’re right, but don’t go reading too much into it…” J.J. cautions his cousin, trying to tamp down his expectations. “But, dude, rubbing her boobs against me, sending her daughter in the house so we could be alone…I’m telling you, dude, she was coming on to me!” Aaron repeats. “Dude, it’s like that one famous dude said once, the rich are different than us, or somethin’ like that…I mean, I hope you get to smash that pussy, but just don’t get your hopes up, that’s all I’m saying…” the older stud replies…
Melissa looks out the front window of her house early that afternoon, staring absentmindedly at the lawn, the trees and the road beyond; she woke up with a feeling of dread this morning and her unease is growing by the minute. My period is NEVER late!!! she thinks to herself, but now it’s overdue by two days. The only time it ever was late was when she became pregnant with her daughter. Did her husband’s vasectomy break or reverse itself? she bewildered blonde wonders. Suddenly, looking across the street, she sees Aaron. The bare chested stud is shooting hoops in his driveway with another teen, a bare chested redhead. Melissa immediately remembers the sweaty bedroom romp that she had with the handsome stud just two weeks ago. “Oh my god!” the gorgeous blonde gasps audibly, putting her hand up to her open mouth; she had sex with Aaron precisely when she was ovulating! Oh my god! she thinks to herself again, her mind beginning to race, but then she remembers…Aaron wore condoms when we made love! So the baby’s probably not his! But, still…how is she going to break the news that she’s pregnant to her husband, who isn’t expecting any new additions to the family…?
“Oh, fuck, yeah!” Steve groans, pushing down on Michelle’s head as the teenage blonde slut takes him down to the balls. With three studs now on the team, J.J. has decided that there should be at least two team blow jobs every week and Aaron and Steve have eagerly agreed. “Thanks a lot for leaving us with Emma yesterday, man…!” Steve chides J.J. in a sarcastic tone as he keeps a gagging, drooling Michelle firmly clamped down on his dick. “Don’t complain dude…you both gave her what she needed…” J.J. replies, just as Steve lifts his hand, allowing Michelle, gasping and spluttering, to come back up for air. “Yeah, dude…we pounded the shit out of her!” Aaron agrees proudly. “Emma…? I know her…she’s so annoying!” Michelle interjects, finally able to catch her breath. “Yeah, tell us about it…” Steve agrees. “Don’t tell me you guys did her?” the blonde now asks. “All three of us have had her…me and Steve fucked her brains out yesterday!” Aaron declares proudly. “What a slut!” Michelle murmurs, shaking her head disapprovingly, before taking a deep breath and slamming her mouth down on J.J.’s erect pecker…
Judy pulls her mouth off Aaron’s erect, throbbing pecker. Holding it tightly in one hand, with the other she delivers a sharp, stinging slap to the stud’s bare, hairy ass cheek. “Yo! What was that for?” Aaron exclaims, smarting from the blow. “Your friend, freckle face…he gave me a hickey!” Judy replies, in an angry voice. “Yo, that’s not my fault!” Aaron protests. “You hooked me up with him!” the MILF replies, looking up at him threateningly as she keeps her hand poised to smack his ass again. “I couldn’t even walk after he got through with me!” she exclaims. “Wow…sorry…” Aaron murmurs apologetically. “Sorry? What are you sorry for? I loved it! He rocked me so fucking good!” Judy exclaims enthusiastically. Soon, Aaron is rocking the MILF, pinning her flat on her back in bed and plunging into her with one hammer like thrust after another, until his love worm finally belches a thick, slimy load of ball sludge into her pussy…
“I have a special project for you today,” Jodi informs Aaron as they zip along in her European luxury convertible. Aaron wasn’t expecting the text from the rich MILF, but after fucking Judy, and then taking a quick shower when he got home, he didn’t have anything else to do this afternoon and she did say that the unspecified project is important. The stud is impressed by all the flesh that the MILF is flaunting today; a white, off the shoulder crop top, a pair of olive green capri pants and an obviously expensive pair of leather sandals. Her hair is tied back in its usual bun, and she’s wearing her pair of designer shades. Aaron enjoys the top down ride, reveling in the feel of the premium leather seats; he also couldn’t help but notice the MILF’s vanity license plate: SNOB…
“So, Aaron, tell me…what are your goals…your ambitions…your dreams…?” Jodi asks the teen as they sit together on her luxurious, oversized supple leather sofa. Aaron is puzzled by the whole situation; the MILF texted him about this urgent project, picked him up in her car and now they’re just chilling in her living room, casually sipping seltzer together. “Ummm…I dunno…I’m still young…I guess I just wanna have fun…” the stud replies, flashing a boyishly winning grin with his braces. The MILF’s shapely bare shoulders and exposed midriff, in such close proximity to him, are having their desired effect and his rapidly stiffening dick swells his jean shorts; everything about her, including her impeccably manicured red toenails, helps to fuel his raging boner. “Yes, you are young…and one should have fun when one is your age…” the MILF agrees, looking deep into the handsome teen’s eyes. She then closes her eyes and reaches for the stud with her lips; his lips meet hers and soon, their tongues are thrashing together eagerly. Breaking off their kiss, the MILF suddenly jumps to her feet. “Stand!” she orders him abruptly. “Ummm…okay…” the bemused stud agrees, getting to his feet. Jodi drops to her knees in front of him; “I’m going to give you fellatio…” she announces as she undoes the stud’s jean shorts and then pulls them down. “Cool!” Aaron exclaims, pulling off his t-shirt; he can’t believe how easy this is turning out to be! Jodi pulls down the stud’s briefs and his 7 and a half inch love snake, gloriously erect and throbbing, comes springing out to greet her. “Good…very good!” she states approvingly. She runs her tongue up and down the stud’s stiffened shaft several times and then pauses. “Very nice! Perfect rigidity…” she declares in an almost clinical tone, taking in with an appraising eye the stud’s stiffly erect pecker pointing at the ceiling. “Very nice undercarriage, too…very well hung…” she adds, cupping the stud’s nut pouch in her hand. She now takes the stud’s tool fully in her mouth and bobs her head down on it vigorously several times, eliciting groans of pleasure from the teen. “Bigger than the other one…much bigger…!” she now murmurs in a lustful tone, admiring the stud’s pulsating love wand before taking it in her mouth again. Even the MILF’s blowjob technique is refined, with no vulgar drooling or gagging, but it’s highly effective and soon has Aaron’s swollen balls starting to twinge. Aaron just lets her do her thing, not pushing down on her head, like he would do with a common slut; it would just be wrong, he thinks, staring across the room at the Picasso hanging on the opposite wall. He does start to wonder, as he nears orgasm; will she make me shoot my load in her face or on her tits, like Jo Anne did? Or, if she lets me shoot it in her mouth, she’s gonna spit, I just know it! Finally, he feels the first spasms deep in his balls. “I’m gonna cum!” he announces; to his surprise the MILF drops back and opens her mouth wide, preparing to receive his load. She doesn’t flinch as the stud’s tool starts to spurt; the stud has plenty of cum to spew, but since it’s his third load of the day, it’s not quite as thick as he’d like it to be. Most of his nut slime splashes into Jodi’s mouth but some stray globs of sperm splatter her chin and face. When the groaning stud’s tool finally stops spurting, the MILF closes her mouth and sends the slimy mass of teenage ball sludge to her belly. Aaron is impressed; not only is the MILF’s head game practiced and proficient, but she obviously enjoys sucking dick! And best of all…she swallows!
“Oh, yes! Right there!” Jodi exclaims, looking up into Aaron’s eyes and caressing his bulging, straining biceps as he thrusts forcefully into her pussy. Both Erika and the maid are out for the day and the rich MILF has taken her teen stud to her cavernous, high ceilinged bedroom to continue the action. Even in spite of the perfect climate control in her bedchamber, the stud is pouring sweat as he hammers the brunette’s wet, welcoming love slot. The MILF is obviously enjoying the sex; her legs are spread wide, allowing for maximum penetration, with her feet pointed at the ceiling and Aaron, hitting it deep with every forceful hip thrust, has already brought her to climax several times, but even now her moans of pleasure are demure and refined. Finally, the stud’s balls convulse explosively; “I’m cumming…I’m cumming!” he gasps, as his tool hurls globs of his man sludge deep into the MILF’s pussy. “Yes! Oh, yes!” she cries out happily as the sweaty, shaggy haired teenage stud with the backwards ball cap fills her with his ball scum…
“Wow…these sheets…” Aaron murmurs as he and Jodi cuddle after sex; he’s been in the beds of lots of married women this summer but can’t help being impressed by how soft and luxurious this set of sheets is. “Yes, they’re silk…” the MILF replies nonchalantly. “Mmmm…you’re so much better than the other one…more aggressive, more experienced, more stamina! And your body!” Jodi enthuses as she caresses the stud’s sweat soaked, muscular chest. “So…you banged that other dude…?” Aaron now asks. “Yes, but it just wasn’t working out…he was 17, but I could tell that he didn’t have very much experience…he was too hesitant, too awkward…and…he just didn’t measure up…” the MILF replies. “I guess I do kinda have a lot of experience for a dude my age…” Aaron admits, trying to be careful not to brag. “A woman can always tell…just the way you made love to me, I can tell that you know what to do with a woman!” Jodi replies, looking deep into the teen’s eyes and caressing his cheek. “And…the cunnilingus!” she adds, with a lustful smile. “Cunn-er-what…?” the stud replies. “The way you…’eat pussy’…” the MILF replies, framing the vulgar expression with air quotes. “Yeah, I love eating pussy! And you’ve got a premium snatch!” the stud replies. “Everything about me is premium, darling…” the MILF assures him. Soon, they are making out again as Aaron’s dick starts to stiffen into a fresh erection. A long afternoon of torrid sex is still in store for them, with Aaron sweating buckets and Jodi not perspiring a drop; counting the preliminary blowjob, the MILF will drain 4 loads out of the teen’s balls during their afternoon of love…
“You really think I should go through with this…going out on the date, I mean?” Megan asks J.J. as she snuggles with him after sex that evening. “Yeah, it’s no big deal…it’s just one date,” the stud replies. “What if I don’t like him…?” the redhead now wonders out loud. “Oh, you’ll like him…this dude is a stud!” J.J. reassures her. “But…that doesn’t mean that I have to sleep with him…” Megan replies, running her hand across her boyfriend’s muscular chest. “No, you don’t have to, but if you don’t, that kinda defeats the purpose…I mean, you’ve gotta meet your addiction head on…” the stud advises her. “You really think I have an addiction?” Megan now asks, looking at J.J. quizzically. “Yeah, I’ve been looking this shit up online and it looks like a classic textbook case of addiction…you can’t be in denial about it…” the stud replies confidently, making it all up as he goes along. “Even if it’s true, I’m not sure this is the best way to treat it…” Megan murmurs in response. “At least you’ll have fun…” the stud replies. “What kind of fun…?” the redhead now asks him, a mischievous glimmer in her eye. “Oh, this kind of fun…” the stud replies, sliding out of her arms and positioning himself on top of her. The naughty redhead giggles and opens her legs; J.J. slides his freshly erect pecker into her love slot and begins to thrust…
“So, Aaron baby, I, like, need your advice…” the hippie says, snuggling herself up against the stud’s sweaty body after sex. “Yeah, sure…about what…?” the stud asks. “I was just wondering…do you think that I should, like, make the scene with Steve…?” the hippie asks. “You mean fuck him…? Hell, yeah!” the stud replies without hesitation. “Then it’s unanimous…you, J.J. and Milo…I’ll guess I’ll just have to do him, then!” the hippie replies happily. “Why? Don’t you want to?” a puzzled Aaron now asks. “Oh, I really, really want to! Like, I wanna bang him so bad!” the hippie replies fervently. “Then, why are you asking me?” Aaron replies, in an even more confused tone. “Synergy, baby! Synergy! I want, like, everybody to have good, positive vibes about it!” the hippie enthuses, happy that there’s a total consensus for her to fuck the redheaded football stud. “Sinner-what…?” Aaron asks, but the hippie preempts him. “Chill, baby, chill!” she purrs. She pulls herself out of the stud’s arms and before Aaron can say another word, he can feel the hippie’s lips kissing the tip of his dick. “Oh, yeah!” he exclaims as he feels the hippie’s skilled tongue start to work his rapidly stiffening pecker. “Give me that synergenesis shit!” The hippie responds with a muffled little giggle as Aaron’s manhood swells in her mouth…
The two stud cousins spend the rest of the night fucking their partners. J.J., turned on by the knowledge that Megan will be fucking a random football player tomorrow night, blasts 9 loads into the redhead’s pussy. Aaron, equally enthused by the thought that the hippie will finally be giving it up to Steve, dumps 6 loads into her…
Friday, August 19. “Mmmm…both of you guys are all ready to go!” Catie purrs, staring at the two rigid, erect penises in front of her face. The petite librarian, naked except for her backwards ball cap, has the two studs in her bedroom; she’s down on her knees next to the bed, enthusiastically deepthroating them. After getting both cocks well primed with her mouth, Catie hops into bed and gets down on all fours. Joining her, Aaron gets down on his knees in front of her; she takes him in her mouth while J.J. positions himself behind her. The older stud slips his throbbing tool into her pussy and begins to thrust. “Holy shit! It’s hot in here!” Aaron exclaims as Catie bobs her head up and down on his stiffened tool. “I know…I turned off the air conditioner…” the librarian replies, pausing briefly before putting her mouth back to work. “What did you do that for?” J.J. asks, as he thumps her pussy with steady strokes. “So that you guys will sweat more!” she replies with a giggle. “Yeah, but you’re always complaining about how much I stink!” Aaron replies in a puzzled tone. “You both stink! And I’m not complaining…I love it! Pheromones!” the petite librarian replies with a giggle before putting Aaron’s tool back in her mouth. “Fera-what…?” a bewildered Aaron asks, looking questioningly at J.J. “Dude, don’t argue with her…” a profusely sweating J.J. grunts as he tightens his hands around the brunette’s hips and hammers her mercilessly…
“Steve, I feel so bad…you had football practice all morning and then you did my lawn…in this heat!” Nancy exclaims as the redheaded stud quenches his thirst first by chugging a chilled bottle of water and then accepting a glass of lemonade from the nerdy wife. “No worries…it was like another workout…” the stud reassures her. Nancy can’t help eyeing up the redheaded teen; bare chested and soaked in sweat, the stud’s muscular body soon has the nerdy wife’s juices flowing and she makes no secret of her approval. For his part, the stud is turned on by the obvious attention that he’s getting and his erect pecker is soon straining at his shorts. “Wow! Your body…! It’s going to be so amazing when we have sex!” she blurts out. “Oh, yeah…?” the stud replies, flashing a boyishly eager grin with his braces; his fully erect dick is now throbbing in anticipation. “I mean when you’re 18…! Slow down there, stud!” Nancy quickly exclaims, belatedly realizing that she’s gone just a little too far. “So, I have to wait…?” the stud asks, in a disappointed tone. “Yeah, you do…besides, I’ve got a headache, a really bad one…” the nerd replies, in an apologetic tone. “And, you better get going anyway…Davey is going to be home soon…” she informs him, using a now familiar excuse to hurry the aroused freckle faced teen out the door…
“Oh, shit!” Aaron gasps, breathlessly, stretched out on Catie’s bed and staring up at the ceiling; the naughty librarian has already swallowed his load and sent it to her belly. Now she’s lying next to him, on her back, legs wide open and feet pointed at the ceiling as J.J. pounds her into the mattress; the older stud has blasted one load deep into her pussy and he’s now working on putting another slimy mass of nut scum into her. The atmosphere in the bedroom is oppressive and Aaron is not only bathed in his own perspiration, he’s also splashed with sweat from J.J., who’s throwing off fountains of salty spray with every bone jarring hip thrust. “Can’t we turn on the A/C…?” Aaron murmurs pleadingly. “Dude…don’t be a…baby…” J.J. gasps out in reply, thoroughly enjoying every minute of the rank, sweat soaked fucking that he’s administering to his petite partner. Catie loudly cries out her approval; except for the sweat that J.J. is liberally drenching her in, she’s not even exuding a drop of her own perspiration…
“Oh, shit! Oh fuck!” Aaron gasps loudly as he thrusts forcefully into Catie; a big drop of sweat falls from his nose and splashes her in the face as she runs her hands all over the stud’s sweat slicked, muscular body. “It must be 100 degrees in here…” J.J. gasps, looking up at the ceiling. “Our body heat is definitely driving up the temperature in here!” the librarian exclaims happily as her experiment in human endurance continues with every pelvic thrust by Aaron. “Oh, shit! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” the sweat soaked stud finally gasps; his balls explode, hurling a slimy dose of his DNA deep into Catie’s love box to mingle with the copious deposits of his cousin’s genetic sludge that’s already in there…
J.J. grunts loudly as he slams himself into Catie again and again; the sheets are now completely soaked with sweat and a dank, heavy cloud of humidity fills the stifling air of the bedroom. The stench from the two teens is now overpowering and fills Catie’s delighted nostrils. “Come on, dude…keep going…you don’t wanna cum yet!” she exclaims, smiling up at her stud, running her hands up and down his sweat slicked arms, with their bulging biceps and straining forearms, as he grits his teeth and pushes himself to the limit of his endurance. Aaron, meanwhile, tries to find a spot on the bed that isn’t soaked with sweat and finally gives up; he’s too turned on to be grossed out by the wet sheets and his dick starts to stiffen again as he’s splashed with more of J.J.’s sweat flying through the air. Finally, J.J. gasps loudly as his balls surrender their load; “Yeah! Give me that cum!” Catie exclaims as the groaning stud’s tool continues to spurt deep inside her. Finally, the exhausted stud flops down onto the sweat drenched bed panting loudly. “Come on, dude…one for the road!” the insatiable Catie now exclaims, getting up; she reveals the last dry spot on the bed, where she had been lying on her back. She scrambles into position on all fours and wiggles her delectable little ass at Aaron. The younger stud gets behind her, slips his pecker into her love slot and begins to thrust. “Holy shit!” he gasps loudly, wiping away the sweat that’s stinging his eyes; lying on his back on the other side of the bed, J.J. is still panting loudly, trying to catch his breath in the heavy air. Aaron thrusts forcefully, smashing Catie into a series of screaming orgasms; he wants to cum as quickly as he can, but his relentless thrusting continues well beyond the 5 minute and then the 10 minute mark. Just like J.J., Aaron is now a veteran stud and his endurance and stamina hold him back from a quick orgasm; the pressure in his balls continues to mount and rivers of sweat are now running down his body. “Come on, dude! Keep fucking me!” Catie calls out over her shoulder gleefully. “Yeah, dude! Don’t give up that load just yet!” J.J. chimes in encouragingly. “Holy shit!” Aaron gasps, tossing his head back in a vain attempt to keep the sweat out of his eyes. Finally, after close to 15 minutes of non-stop pussy thumping, the stud feels the first twinges deep in his balls. “Holy shit! I’m gonna cum!” he gasps urgently; throwing his head back, he utters a loud cry of orgasmic triumph as his balls convulse violently, flinging his ball sludge to the furthest reaches of Catie’s already cum drenched pussy. With the approving shouts of both J.J. and Catie ringing in his ears, the stud experiences an orgasm of seismic intensity as his tool spurts continuously, draining his balls of their slimy white nut nectar…
Shrieking loudly, Catie jumps naked into her pool, together with her two studs, to cool off after their marathon sex session; she’s drained 3 loads from each pair of teenage balls. “Wow! You guys just stink SO bad! It’s unbelievable!” she exclaims appreciatively, as the naked trio splash around in the pool. “So who stinks worse? Me or J.J.?” Aaron now asks. “J.J. stinks a little bit more in general, but your feet are still the worst, dude!” Catie replies with a giggle. “There ya go, dude! We’ve both got something to be proud of!” J.J. exclaims. “You guys can both be proud of what you did in that bedroom!” Catie assures them happily…
“Do you like that?” Allison asks, in her sweet little voice, briefly taking Jeff’s rigid pecker out of her mouth and looking up at him with a smile. “Oh, yeah!” the teen groans; Allison lets out a little giggle and gets back to work on his dick. The 15 year old has taken his neighbor up on her invitation to come over and visit her, just to say hi, and she very quickly ended up down on her knees in front of him, sucking him off with energetic enthusiasm. Soon, the stud’s balls will explode and he’ll blast thick globs of his nut scum into Allison’s eager mouth; she will happily swallow every last drop and lick her fingers clean with another naughty little giggle…
“Oh, fuck! Oh, yeah! Oh, shit!’ Steve exclaims as he mercilessly hammers Judy in a frenzied doggystyle fucking. The MILF screams with ecstasy as the sweat lathered football stud brutally smashes her into one orgasm after another. Home from work early, and with her husband away on another of his fishing trips, she’s starting a long weekend of sex; the redheaded stud gives her pussy a brutal pounding in their feverish midafternoon romp…
“Yes, I sucked him! He tasted SO good!” Allison purrs, looking up at J.J. as she tells him about the blow job that she gave to Jeff. She puts J.J.’s tool back in her mouth and takes him all the way down to the balls; with his cock lodged in her throat, she lets out a muffled little giggle as she realizes that this is the second dick that she’s had in her mouth today. The stud groans his approval; “Did you swallow him?” he now asks. “Mmmm…yes! I swallowed every last drop of his cum, like a good little slut! Are you proud of me?” Allison asks. “You fucking dirty little slut!” J.J. grunts approvingly; Allison giggles again and eagerly catches the stud’s oozing precum on her tongue…
“Come on! Harder! Fuck me harder!” Judy calls out over her shoulder as Aaron slams her doggy style. “Holy shit!” the stud gasps, as he throws all of his weight into every thrust, pouring sweat as he tightens his hold on the MILF’s hips and plows her pussy with a vengeance. Finally, after prolonged, relentless hammering, the stud’s balls explode. “Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!” the stud gasps as his balls spasm and he spews a load of his genetic sludge deep into the MILF’s pussy to join the 4 loads of Steve’s sperm that are already there; Judy loudly moans her approval as she joins Aaron in orgasm...
“Wow! Like, wow!” Kerri exclaims, throwing her head back on the pillow, her eyes rolling in ecstasy. She’s lying on her back in bed, legs spread wide, with Steve’s face buried in her muff. “Like, I’ve never met a bunch of guys who love to eat so much! You, J.J. and Aaron!” she exclaims appreciatively. “We’re the pussy eating team!” the redheaded stud replies, looking up briefly before putting his tongue back to work. “Groovy! Like, so, way far out!” the hippie replies as she squirms and squeals with pleasure. She runs her bare foot up and down Steve’s back as he slaps his tongue against her pussy lips. “Hmmm…J.J. and Aaron told me that there’s this one spot…” he says, taking her clit lightly between his teeth and nibbling ever so gently. “Oh, baby! Oh, I’m there! I’M THERE!!!” the hippie shrieks in ecstasy as Steve hurtles her into climax. The stud gives her no chance to recover, slapping his tongue relentlessly against her clit, launching her into a chain of screaming orgasms; he’s enjoying the pussy eating almost as much as the hippie is, and he keeps his face buried in her snatch for a good long time...
Megan gives her date a coy little side glance and giggles, delighted with just how cute the stud is that J.J. and Aaron have hooked her up with. The boyishly handsome Josh is 16, with brown hair and deep brown eyes and Megan succumbs easily to his charm as they have dinner together at QwikBurger. A guard on the football team, the stud is 5’10, and weighs in at 175 pounds. J.J. and Aaron have assured her that it’s just an innocent date and that she doesn’t have to take her dinner companion to bed, but she’s rapidly succumbing to temptation, just as they knew she would; under the table, she nervously slips her foot in and out of one of her high heels as she feels her love juices start to flow, saturating her thong panties…
“Yes! Oh, yes!” Allison cries out in ecstasy, as J.J. hammers her from behind. “You like doggy…?” the sweat soaked stud grunts as he gives her ass cheek a stinging slap. “I love doggy! It makes me feel like such a slut!” Allison cries out joyfully, prompting the stud to slam her even harder…
“Yo, dude gave…you a hickey!” Aaron grunts as he thrusts forcefully into Judy, noticing the large, dark patch on her lower right neck, given to her by Steve only a short time before. “I don’t care! Oh my god! The way he rocked me!” Judy cries out ecstatically. It isn’t long before Aaron’s tool is spurting deep inside the MILF; once his orgasm expends itself, Judy takes him in her arms. “Pretty good…almost as good as Steve!” she murmurs in his ear. “Almost…? What do you mean almost…?” the stud replies indignantly. “No offense, babe, but…Steve fucked me waaay harder! He really rocked me!!!” the MILF brags unashamedly, determined to fire Aaron’s competitive edge. “Yeah, but I’m bigger than he is!” the stud now replies, in a defensive tone. “It’s not always about size, babe…all those orgasms!” Judy now informs him, becoming absolutely starry eyed as she relives her intense afternoon encounter with the freckle faced stud. “Oh, yeah! I’ll show you!” Aaron now exclaims, his tool petrified in a fresh erection. Pulling himself out of Judy’s arms, he positions himself over her and she obligingly opens her legs wide. The stud mounts her and begins thrusting forcefully as the MILF loudly voices her approval…
“Oh, yeah! Right on, baby! Take me there! Take me there!” the hippie screams ecstatically as Steve hammers her mercilessly. The redheaded stud is sweating profusely in the hippie’s airless bedroom, the stench from his adolescent body filling her nostrils as she points her feet at the ceiling and absorbs one deep, hammer like thrust after another. “Holy shit…holy fuck…pussy…so fucking good…!” Steve blurts out, alternately gasping and grunting as he throws all his body weight into each pelvic thrust. The hippie’s bed creaks loudly as the football stud tests its limits even more forcefully than J.J. and Aaron ever have. “Oh my god! Oh my god! I’m there! I’m there!!!!” the hippie shrieks as she tumbles headlong into a chain of toe curling orgasms; once again, the thick, bulbous head of Steve’s love worm unleashes a tsunami of female ecstasy. The noise reaches a cacophonous level as the hippie’s non-stop screaming, the stud’s grunting and cursing and the loud, shrill squealing and creaking of the bed blend together into a crescendo of lust. Finally, after prolonged pussy pounding, lathered from head to toe in his own sweat, with the hippie’s orgasmic screams ringing in his ears, Steve feels his balls convulse with seismic force. “Shit! Shit!” he yells, throwing his head back as his tool starts blasting a thick, slimy load of redheaded DNA into the hippie’s pussy. “Right on, baby! Right on!” the hippie exclaims approvingly, looking up with loving eyes at her redheaded stud as he continues to orgasm deep inside her. “Oh, shit! Oh, shit!” the stud gasps as his belching tool hurls more of his genetic sludge deep into his moaning partner…
“…I just don’t want you thinking that I do this with every guy on the first date…” Megan murmurs breathlessly to Josh, breaking off their kiss; the two are already naked in bed together, the football stud positioned on top of the redhead, ready to slip his erect tool into her pussy. “I know you don’t…” the stud replies reassuringly, before starting to work his mouth down Megan’s neck, making the redhead squirm and gasp with pleasure. “Oh my god!” she moans, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. The stud pushes his hips forward, ever so slightly, and the tip of his cock pushes past Megan’s vertical lips. “Yeah! Oh, yeah!” Megan exclaims happily, looking up at the stud as he starts to piston his hips back and forth, slowly at first, but with ever increasing force and speed…
It's another night full of sex for the team. J.J. hammers Allison mercilessly, dumping 9 loads into her. With Judy continuing to taunt him about Steve’s bedroom prowess, Aaron pounds the MILF in a vengeful frenzy, spewing 12 loads into her pussy. Steve, finally fucking the hippie, blasts 12 loads of his redhead DNA into her in a long night of sweaty, frenetic copulation; the exhausted lovers finally fall asleep in each other’s arms as the first light of dawn starts to streak the sky…
Saturday, August 20. “I’ve got you eating out of my hand, baby…literally!” the hippie purrs as she puts another bite of banana into Steve’s mouth. After just two hours of sleep, the naked stud is sitting up in bed and the hippie, also naked, is snuggled up against him, with a bowl full of banana slices, which she’s feeding to him one by one. “Is it really true that these help you make more cum?” the stud asks, accepting another bite from the fingers of his lover. “Yeah, they, like, really boost your sperm production…I got J.J. and Aaron hooked on them!” the hippie replies happily. “Yeah, I eat two of them every day now,” the stud replies, as the hippie puts another slice in his mouth. “Groovy! So you can make more little swimmers for me…and all your other chicks!” the hippie exclaims approvingly. The last bite of banana is now gone; the stud takes the hippie’s fingers in his mouth and starts licking them clean. “Oh, wow! Like, way to get me horny!” the hippie purrs; her face lighting up with a broad smile as she reaches for the stud’s fully erect penis with her other hand. “You’re always horny…and so am I!” the stud replies; as the hippie lets out an excited little squeal of delight, the stud quickly flips her onto her back, mounts her and starts thrusting with forceful strokes…
Megan lets out a deep moan as she bounces up and down on Josh’s dick. Five times last night and now some morning sex before she drives the football stud home. He’s good! He was pretty rough with me, too! the redhead thinks happily as she rides cowgirl on her stallion; his dick could be bigger, he’s only 6.5 inches, but he knows how to use it! she reflects, thinking back to the multiple orgasms that she experienced last night…
“Brunch in bed, Steve baby!” the hippie calls out cheerfully as she enters the bedroom carrying two trays; the stud is sitting up in bed, a sheet covering him up to the waist and the hippie places one of the trays down on his lap; clad in a short, Japanese style kimono, she climbs into bed next to him with the other tray. ”What is this stuff…?” a puzzled Steve asks, looking down at the unfamiliar glob on his plate. “That’s quiche, baby! Isn’t it groovy?” the hippie gushes, eagerly diving into her food. Steve isn’t impressed with the quiche; the vegan bacon is okay, but the football stud would much rather have the real thing. He does enjoy the homemade hash browns and avocado toast, though, and the hippie happily scurries to the kitchen and back again to provide him with seconds. “I guess I better get going…” the stud announces after finishing his second plate of brunch. “But why go, baby…? I was kinda, like, hoping that you could stay until Sunday…” the hippie replies, snuggling up against her freckle faced stud. “Until Sunday…? I don’t know…” the stud replies. “We can make love all weekend! And I’ll cook for you! Love and food, baby! That’s all we need!” the hippie replies enthusiastically. “Wow! You mean fuck all weekend…? That would be awesome!” the teen stud replies. “But…my parents are going to wonder where I am…plus, my mom loaned me her car and I just got my learner’s permit…” the stud starts reciting a litany of teenage woes that stand between him and a weekend of bliss with the oversexed hippie. The hippie quickly silences her stud’s anxiety. “Chill, baby! Chill! Just send your parents a text and see what they say!” she suggests. “What am I gonna tell them…?” the stud wonders aloud. “Wait…I know!” he exclaims, and he starts tapping out a text as the hippie watches him, resting her head on his broad shoulder. “I told them that I’m spending the weekend at my girlfriend’s place…” the stud explains. “That’s true, baby! I am your girlfriend! One of them, anyway…” the hippie giggles approvingly. “I guess we’ll see what they say…” the stud replies. The hippie pulls herself out of the stud’s arms, gets up, and starts clearing away the two trays. “I’m getting some really good, groovy vibes, baby! They’re going to be cool with it!” the hippie assures the stud before hurrying out of the room with the trays.
Just then, Steve’s phone pings, and to his amazement, he gets a text from his mom, giving him permission to stay out with her car until Sunday morning, just as long as he checks in with periodic texts. The stud can’t believe his good luck! His dick is already starting to stiffen again with anticipation as the hippie reenters the bedroom. “So, like, what did they say, baby?” she asks. “My mom said yes! I can keep the car until tomorrow!” the stud replies. “See…? What did I tell you, baby?” the hippie purrs approvingly. She loosens the belt on her kimono, letting it slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor. Now naked, she quickly slips into bed with the stud and throws herself into his arms. As they make out passionately, the hippie’s roving hand finds the stud’s rigid penis, still covered by the sheet. “Mmmm…baby, you’re like all ready to go again!” she purrs. “I’m always ready!” the stud replies, as the hippie quickly rolls over onto her back for some more legs-wide-open mish. The stud gets into position, slides his swollen pecker into the hippie’s love slot and starts to thrust. “Actually, I kind of, like, made a bet with J.J. and Aaron that I could wear you out!” the hippie now confesses with a giggle, looking up at the grunting redhead. “You’re gonna lose…that bet…!” the stud grunts, as he quickly finds his carnal rhythm; soon the hippie is moaning loudly as she’s systematically pounded into one orgasm after another…
“Oh, shit…oh, fuck…oh, yeah…!” cursing, grunting loudly and sweating profusely, still with his backwards ball cap clamped firmly on his head, Steve pounds his way to ejaculation, smashing the hippie’s pussy with steady, hammerlike strokes. Their third fuck session since brunch, the couple have taken the action out to the living room, copulating in a frenzy on the hippie’s old, beat up, cum stained sofa. “Right on, baby! Give me that love!” the hippie exclaims, running her hands greedily all over the muscular redheaded stud’s sweat lathered body. “Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!” the stud gasps loudly, as his tool spurts again and again, splattering his redheaded DNA deep into the hippie’s love box. The stud is determined to keep going, but his carnal exertions and lack of sleep finally catch up with him; curling up on his side he drifts off to sleep. Snuggling her body up against his, the hippie soon joins him in dreamland…
“You were sleeping, baby…I didn’t want to disturb you!” Kerri purrs affectionately as Steve opens his eyes, two hours later; remote in hand, the hippie’s watching TV with the volume turned down. “Mmmm…whatchya watchin’…?” the still groggy stud murmurs, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “’Maneaters!’ Season 5!” the hippie replies cheerfully. “Oh, yeah…J.J. and Aaron told me you’re into that show…” the stud replies, letting out a yawn and stretching wide. “I am, like, SO into it! That’s Miranda…she’s the ‘bad girl’ but she’s my hero…!” the hippie replies enthusiastically. “Isn’t she the chick who kills all her boyfriends?” Steve asks, uneasily. “She, like, kills every guy who crosses her path, but she always has a good reason…like this guy…he, like, figured out that she’s been killing all those other guys and he’s going to go to the cops…she, like, can’t let him do that!” the hippie explains earnestly, as they watch the onscreen action reach a climax. “Yeah, I guess she can’t…” the stud agrees, accepting the logic, if not the morality, of Miranda’s predicament. “Right on! You won’t be going to the cops now!” the hippie exclaims, as she and Steve watch Miranda pump 3 bullets into the would-be informant. “She slowed down in season 3, but seasons 4 and 5 have been so hot! She’s, like, really been making the bodies hit the floor! This guy makes 21 that she’s killed since Season One!” the hippie exclaims enthusiastically. “Cool!” Steve replies; an action movie fan, he always approves of high body counts. “That’s enough ‘Maneaters’ for right now, though…I’ve got, like, some better things to do…” the hippie now giggles, hitting the pause button on the remote. Sliding out of Steve’s arms, she drops down onto her knees next to the sofa and eagerly takes the teen stud’s erect pecker in her mouth…
“I hope you don’t mind watching ‘Maneaters,’ baby!” the hippie exclaims over her shoulder as Steve thumps her doggy style; it’s their second sex session since waking up from their midday nap, and they’re now positioned on the sofa so they can both see the TV as they fuck. “No, it’s cool…” Steve grunts, hitting the hippie’s pussy with steady thrusts, while keeping his eyes on the TV; the combination of hot chicks and violence has peaked his adolescent curiosity and it isn’t long before there’s more onscreen carnage. “Is she gonna…kill them…?” the stud grunts between thrusts as they watch Miranda talking to two random male characters in a dark, empty building. “You know she is, baby…two guys…abandoned warehouse…no way those guys are walking outta there!” the hippie responds excitedly. ‘Cool!” the stud grunts approvingly as he slams the hippie with steady, powerful thrusts; his loud grunting and the hippie’s moans of pleasure drown out the dialogue, but the profusely sweating stud can feel the pressure in his balls mounting as they watch Miranda pull out her silencer equipped pistol. “It’s going down, baby!” the hippie exclaims gleefully over her shoulder, just as the stud feels the first spasm deep in his balls. “Oh, shit! I’m cumming!” he gasps, his tool starting to spurt just as Miranda fires two slugs into the first of her male victims. “I’m there, baby! I’m there!” the hippie calls out as she joins him in climax; even as they achieve orgasm together, they both keep their eyes fixed on the TV. The stud’s tool spurts again, flinging more of his nut scum into the hippie’s love box, just as Miranda drills two more bullets into her second victim. “Oh, fuck, yeah!” the stud groans, his love worm continuing to belch its slimy white venom as he and the hippie watch the gorgeous killer turn and exit the scene, her high heels echoing in the cavernous warehouse, the lifeless forms of her two victims sprawled out on the floor behind her…
“So…how was the date last night?” Aaron asks Megan as they eat dinner together at QwikBurger. “Oh…it was okay…I guess…he was very nice…” the redhead replies noncommittally, toying with her fries as she always does when she feels sexual tension building. “Just okay?” Aaron asks. “Well…we came here for dinner and then…” Megan replies in a tentative tone, squirming slightly in her seat. “Did you bang the dude…?” Aaron now asks, cracking a sly smile with his braces. “You brat!” Megan exclaims, punching the stud in the arm. “That’s a yes!” Aaron replies, triumphantly taking a bite out of his burger. “I am SO mad at you…AND J.J….!” the redhead exclaims, giving her boyfriend another punch in the arm. “Ow! Why are you mad at us?” a bewildered Aaron now asks. “Because…you guys want to pass me around to the whole football team…and you’re getting Steve to help you!” the redhead exclaims indignantly, drawing the bemused attention of the other teenagers at the surrounding tables. “Yo, it was just one date…nobody’s passing you around…” Aaron replies in a soothing tone. “And where is J.J. tonight, anyway? He’d better not be with that hippie chick again!” Megan exclaims, continuing on her rampage. “No worries there…Steve is banging the hippie tonight!” Aaron reassures her. “I HATE Steve! And I hate the hippie, too!” Megan replies passionately. “Yo, how can you hate the hippie? You never even met her…” a bewildered Aaron now asks. “Well, if she’s sleeping with Steve, I hate her!” Megan exclaims loudly, prompting more stares and suppressed laughter from the other diners in the burger joint…
“Aaron told me you want it rough and that’s how you’re gonna get it!” J.J. growls, his hand tightly gripping Judy’s hair as he forcefully pushes her head down on his dick. Clad in a pair of thong panties and red high heels and with the teen’s 8.5 inch dick lodged in her throat, the MILF can only make gurgling, gagging noises in response. She starts to reflexively raise her hands, but J.J. tightens his grip on her hair; “Keep your hands to yourself, bitch!” he orders her, and the MILF meekly complies, dropping them back down to her sides. With her drool now bathing the stud’s balls, she starts making loud choking noises and J.J. finally pulls her up by her hair. “Oh my god!” the MILF exclaims, loudly gasping for breath, her glasses askew, as drool cascades from her mouth, forming a puddle on the living room carpet. “Get back on my dick, bitch! Slut!” the stud growls, mercilessly pushing her head back down on his erect pecker. Throwing back his head and letting out a deep guttural groan, the stud brutally holds the MILF firmly in place and soon she is loudly gagging again…
“Do you like the salad, Steve baby? I grew all these veggies and herbs in my garden!” the hippie enthuses as she and the football stud finally take a break from sex to have dinner and continue their “Maneaters” marathon. “Yeah, they’re cool…” the stud replies, with feigned enthusiasm. The bare chested stud is wearing his jeans, while the hippie sits beside him on the sofa in a bikini top and a pair of skimpy jean shorts. “So, anyway…the two blondes are Charlotte and Astrid…they’re, like, so cool! They both sleep with, like, so many guys! And that’s Deidre…she’s cool, too…kinda…but she’s, like, too much of a goody good…she’s always trying to ruin everybody’s else’s scene…she kinda reminds me of Milo’s mom…” the hippie explains more of the intricacies of “Maneaters” when there’s a knock on the door. “Here’s our pizza!” the hippie squeals delightedly, jumping up and scampering to the door in her bare feet. Within moments, the horny, hungry couple are tearing into their respective pizzas; a Super Deluxe Meat Lovers with real bacon for him and a Veggie Delite for her…
“I’m gonna fuck you now…” J.J. announces matter-of-factly pulling Judy off his dick by her hair; his stiffened, saliva slathered pecker is throbbing visibly. “Oh, my god!” Judy gasps again, tottering unsteadily in her heels as the stud helps her to her feet. She turns toward the bedroom but the stud grabs her by the arm. “I’m not waiting for the bedroom…” the stud growls, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the sofa. Dropping down onto the sofa, the MILF dutifully pulls off her thong; J.J. pushes her down onto her back and she spreads her legs wide. The stud thrusts his face between her thighs and ravenously begins devouring her pussy; soon he has the MILF shrieking with ecstasy. After bringing her to orgasm several times with his tongue, the stud positions himself over her, preparing for penetration. “My sofa…” Judy murmurs breathlessly, looking up at the stud with imploring eyes as she makes one last feeble effort to preserve her new furniture, but J.J. is having none of it. “Fuck your sofa!” the stud grunts, pushing his hips forward; his swollen battering ram of flesh plunges into the MILF’s saturated love box and he starts to thrust with jackhammer like intensity…
“Holy shit! Look at all that blood!” Steve exclaims, taking another bite of pizza while keeping his eyes glued to the TV. “Right on! She, like, beat his brains in, baby!” Kerri exclaims cheerfully. “Wow! That was brutal! She really went off on him!” Steve murmurs as they watch Miranda casually toss the bloodstained murder weapon down next to the battered corpse of her boyfriend. “Yeah, he really pissed her off…you got to admit, he kinda had it coming…!” the hippie observes with a giggle. “Yeah, it did kinda serve him right…he should never have cheated on her…” Steve concedes; he’s already finding himself strangely drawn to the character of the beautiful, murderous Miranda. “And then to, like, laugh in her face about it…he was kinda, like, begging her to pick up that hammer!” the hippie remarks, with another little giggle. “Then he turns his back on her…yeah, he was asking for it…” Steve observes, shrugging his shoulders at the onscreen display of male stupidity. ‘You’re, like, really getting into this baby! You’re, like, really feeling it!” the hippie gushes approvingly. “Yeah, I gotta admit, I thought it would be boring, but it’s not…it was really cool the way she ran that other guy over with his own car!” the stud replies. “Oh, like, wow, I know! He, like, totally set himself up for that!” the hippie agrees, grinning broadly. “Yeah, watching this chick is making me horny…” Steve finally confesses, a fresh erection bulging in his jeans. “Like, super far out, baby!” the hippie replies happily; soon, the stud’s jeans and the hippie’s skimpy little outfit are lying in a tangled, crumpled heap on the floor next to the sofa. Letting out a moan of ecstasy, her legs spread wide, the hippie fumblingly reaches for the remote and puts “Maneaters” on pause again as a grunting Steve mercilessly hammers her into a fresh chain of orgasms…
“Oh fuck!” J.J. exclaims loudly as he feels his balls explode. His tool spurts again and again, hurling a thick load of nut sludge into Judy’s pussy. “Oh my god!” the MILF gasps, breathless from the intense fucking that she’s been subjected to. “Oh, shit!” J.J. gasps as his tool continues to spurt; Judy runs her hands all over his sweat bathed body as he empties his balls into her. Finally, with his orgasm spent, the stud pulls his dick out of the MILF’s pussy; a big glob of sperm dribbles onto the sofa from his still erect pecker. “Nice going, sport…that’s going leave a really nice cum stain on my brand new sofa…” Judy scolds him, looking up at the stud with her usual sarcastic smirk. “Yeah, like I said…fuck your sofa!” the stud replies contemptuously…
“Oh, shit!” Aaron groans as his tool spews a slimy white flood of genetic scum into Megan’s love box. The redhead moans loudly as she joins her boyfriend in orgasm; after his tool finally stops spurting, the stud drops down onto the bed and the young lovers cuddle together, Megan luxuriating in her stud’s sweaty embrace. “So, how was he…that dude last night…?” Aaron now asks, determined to find out about Megan’s most recent sexual encounter. “You brat! He was good! Is that what you want to hear?” the redhead replies in a fiery tone. “Yeah, that’s what I wanna hear…Did he make you cum? Was he as good as me, or J.J….?” the stud now asks. “Yes, he made me orgasm…and no, baby…nobody’s as good as you two guys…!” the redhead replies, her tone suddenly changing from anger to love. Just then, she can feel her phone, tucked beneath her pillow, vibrating. She pulls it out and checks her messages. “Who is it?” Aaron asks. “It’s Josh…he wants to know what I’m doing tonight…” Megan replies, as she taps out a text in response. A wicked little grin lights up her face as she hits send. “I told him that I’m in bed with my boyfriend!” the naughty redhead now informs Aaron, snuggling up against him again. “You better not get serious with that dude…” Aaron now cautions his girlfriend. “I’m not! I’ll probably never see him again!” Megan reassures him. “Good…because we got like 10 other dudes to hook you up with…!” Aaron replies. “Aaron, you brat! No way! I told you, you and J.J. are not going to pass me around!” Megan declares emphatically. “Yeah…we’ll see…” Aaron murmurs in response, looking up at the ceiling as his dick starts to harden again…
“Oh, baby…I’m so close…I’m almost there…!” the hippie moans, gazing up at her grunting, cursing lover as he punishes her pussy with steady, forceful thrusts. The action has moved back into the bedroom; the air in the small, confined space is heavy with the humidity and the stench exuded by the stud’s sweat soaked, thrusting body. The hippie’s words spur the stud on; he thrusts harder and faster and the thick, bulbous head of his tool soon smashes the hippie into the first of a fresh string of orgasms. “I’m there, baby! I’m there!” the hippie shrieks, as the stud continues to hammer relentlessly away at her. As she climaxes again and again, the hippie runs her hands eagerly all over the stud’s sweat soaked, football toned body. The stud isn’t even close to his own orgasm; each round of fucking now is a prolonged workout for the freckle faced teen. Slamming his hips forward, pulling them back and then thrusting forcefully forward again, sex is now an endurance test that lasts just a little bit longer each time; he has to work harder and sweat more profusely to bring himself to climax. When his tool finally spews, each load is just a little bit thinner, a little more watery than the last one as his balls are drained of their slimy white sludge. Soon, though, his pecker will stiffen again, and he will be back inside the hippie, thrusting away deep into the night, past midnight, and into the early morning…
“Oh, my god! Oh, my god!” Judy shrieks as a sweat soaked J.J. hammers her mercilessly. “Fuckin’ you…so fuckin’ hard…!” the stud gasps out; he makes the MILF feel every bloated inch of his rigid shaft, hitting her with deep, cervix thumping thrusts. The bed creaks, groans and squeals with every brutal forward slam of the stud’s hips; Judy screams loudly and digs her fingernails into the teen’s hairy ass cheeks as he pounds her into one climax after another. “You better not break the bed!” she manages to gasp; “Fuck the bed…!” the stud gasps in response, as he feels the pressure in his balls building with each thrust…
“So, wait…she’s up to 26 now…who am I forgetting…?” the hippie muses, counting off Miranda’s most recent kills on her fingers as she and Steve take a brief break from fucking; “Her boyfriend…the guy who was going to the cops…the two guys in the warehouse…the one she ran over…” “The guy in the hotel room…” Steve reminds her. “Oh, yeah, like, wow! How could I forget him…? She, like, shot him in the face!” the hippie replies with a giggle. “Yeah, that was a cool scene!” Steve agrees. “I think Deirdre might be getting ready to, like, go to the cops with her suspicions…I hope Miranda doesn’t kill her…” the hippie muses. “I thought you didn’t like that Deidre chick?” the stud asks. “I don’t…not really…but she would be, like, the first girl that Miranda kills and that would just bother me…like, it would just be wrong…like, you know what I mean?” the hippie asks. “Yeah, killing a chick just wouldn’t be cool…” Steve replies gallantly; he and the hippie both agree that Miranda should vent her fury on male victims only…
Another long, sweaty night of fucking for the team. J.J. destroys Judy’s pussy, mercilessly hammering her into one screaming orgasm after another; the stud dumps 12 loads into her and in the heat of passion, gives her another massive hickey, right next to the one she got from Steve. The entire lower right side of the MILF’s neck is now one huge black and blue mark that she can’t even hope to conceal from her husband or her coworkers; fortunately, her hubby is leaving on an extended business trip starting Sunday night. Aaron fucks Megan 9 times; in between pussy pounding sessions, he keeps coming back to the issue of hooking her up with more football players, until finally, she agrees to go out on another date next week. Long after J.J. and Judy and Aaron and Megan finally fall asleep, Steve and the hippie are still fucking. As the sun comes up on Sunday morning, the redheaded football stud cums yet again deep inside the hippie; it’s his 14th ejaculation since dinner last night and his tool sprays a depleted load of watery genetic droplets into the hippie’s love box…
Sunday morning. Allison opens her eyes; lying in bed next to her is a naked teenage stud, his dick stiffened in an erection as he sleeps. He was good! the naughty wife thinks to herself, letting out a soft little purr of contentment as she smiles tenderly at the sleeping stud. He’s the 17 year old that she had met at the mall earlier in the week; they went out for pizza last night and even after she confessed to him that she was 24 and married, he still agreed to come home with her. In fact, knowing the truth about her seemed to make him even more horny! A long night of sex followed. What was his name again…did he say Keith or Kyle…? she tries to remember. Not that it matters…he’s just going to be like the redhead last weekend; one and done and move on to the next one, she decides, adopting the mantra of one of her slutty college roommates as her own…
“C’mon, Steve baby! C’mon…!” Kerri purrs lustfully, running her hands over the redheaded stud’s sweaty chest. The insatiable hippie is ready to go yet another round, but the freckle faced teen is finally spent. His heroic, almost non-stop, mattress thumping performance, coupled with only four hours of sleep since Friday night, have left him completely drained; since Friday night, his tool has spurted an amazing 32 times deep inside the hippie. In the hippie’s tiny, windowless bedroom alcove, the air is stifling with the smell of sweat and sex. “Holy shit…my fucking balls are empty!” the stud gasps in an almost broken voice; the hippie has won her bet with J.J. and Aaron…she’s completely worn the redheaded football stud out! Begging off from any more fucking, Steve gets dressed, wolfs down a slice of cold, leftover pizza and drives home in a heavy haze of exhaustion. Luckily, the trip is only a short distance and soon the stud is at home, in his bedroom. He strips naked, collapses into bed and only wakes up 14 hours later…
Week’s Results:
J.J. cums 61 times
Aaron cums 51 times
Steve cums 49 times
Team Total: 161 loads
(to be continued...)