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WOL 03A Riding Double {Titmouse} (mmf,teens)
WARNING NOTICE:
The following story is erotic fiction and includes
descriptions of explicit sex. If you are a minor or
if such things offend you, quit reading now. Please.
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WORDS OF LOVE 03A
Riding Double
by Titmouse
(C)1997, All Rights Reserved
Part A
"Get her hands, Mike!" Ken said, and grabbed Patty's
ankles.
"What are you doing?" she cried, and kicked her feet.
Ken got one ankle, and while he was trying for the
other and dodging Patty's free foot, I grabbed her arm
on the opposite side. She tried to hit me, so I scooted
behind her. I got both my arms locked around hers and
held her that way. Ken climbed up her legs and sat on
them.
"Don't do this, Ken," Patty said. "I'll never
forgive you." She turned to me. "And I'm surprised at
you, Mike. This is nothing but rape."
"Oh, come on, Patty," I said. "You screwed the whole
club last week."
"And Eric had to go and open his big mouth!"
"That was because he was the only one who didn't get
to," Ken said. "He was just mad."
"I don't care," Patty said. "I told you it would
never happen again if somebody told, and I meant it.
You should have kept him shut up."
"We tried, Patty," I told her. "And we've all voted
to throw him out because he talked."
"I don't care what happened," she said. "All I know
is that the word is out, and that's a big, big pain. So
you guys had your shot. That's all there is. That's
all there ever will be."
Ken didn't say anything. He just reached out and
grabbed her tit.
"Goddamn it, Ken, stop it!" Patty cried. "Get your
hands off me and keep them off."
Ken ignored her and went on feeling her breast.
"Shut up, Patty. There are two of us and only one of
you. You can yell your head off and nobody will hear
you here. If you try to get us in trouble, there's four
guys who will swear you screwed us one after the other
last Wednesday at the clubhouse, and it would be the
truth. We've already decided we're gonna do it, so you
might as well relax and enjoy it."
He put a hand on the other breast, squeezing and
kneading them both. Patty whimpered, but didn't say
anything.
Ken reached up and unfastened the top button of
Patty's blouse. "No," she said, but it carried no
conviction. Ken undid another button, and then another.
Patty's heaving chest gave me glimpses of her
bra-encased tits as the blouse came undone. When Ken
finished the buttons, the blouse hung half open.
Patty's heavy breasts showed in middle.
Ken pushed the blouse away to either side of her
mounds. The white bra covered most of her tits, but it
was still sexy. Ken put his hands back on her breasts
again, cupping and stroking them. "Hold her," he said,
and reached around Patty's back, under her blouse.
He got his hands on the bra clasp but couldn't loosen
it. Patty threw herself back against me, forcing her
back against my chest and giving Ken no room to work on
the tricky catch.
"All right," he said. He pulled his hands out and
grabbed the bra with both hands. He jerked down on the
material and it tore down to the heavier bottom seam.
He changed his grip, yanked it again, and the last seam
parted.
"Oh, goddamn it, Ken. You ruined my bra!" Patty
cried.
"Don't make me tear anything else, then," Ken said.
He pulled the two halves of the bra aside, revealing her
splendid tits.
Patty was pretty enough, but her tits were her best
feature. There was a line across them from her summer at
the beach, but it was not sharp, and it was clear she
had spent at least part of the time sunbathing topless.
Ken cupped them in his hands and ran his palms over her
nipples. I saw them stiffen. Like it or not, he was
getting to Patty.
Ken dipped his head and kissed first one, then the
other of the tits. He sucked at the nipples, leaving
them wet and distended.
He moved his hands to the button of her cutoff jeans.
Patty tried to jerk away from him, but Ken had her legs
pinned and I had her arms, so there was nothing she
could do. Ken got the button unfastened and pulled down
the zipper. Sliding backward on her legs, he put his
hands on either side of her shorts and pulled them down.
At first, Patty struggled, but then she realized her
twisting and turning was only helping Ken. She locked
her ankles instead.
"Patty," said Ken, reasonably, "don't be so
difficult. You know we're going to fuck you. You know
you're going to like it. So what are we fighting about?"
Patty said nothing. Ken slipped down her legs until
he was sitting on her ankles. "When I get her legs
apart, stick a foot between them," he told me, grabbed
her legs and slipped off her.
Patty started to fuss again, but between the two of
us we managed it, although we flopped around quite a bit
first. Ken managed to pin one foot and then used both
hands to pry her other foot away from it. I got a foot
between Patty's thighs, which held long enough for Ken
to get a knee between her legs, facing her feet. He
tugged at feet and shorts until he finally got one foot
free of them, which was all that mattered. From that
point, he turned around again and used his greater
weight and strength to force his torso between Patty's
legs.
Ken put his hand on her cunt. He rubbed his middle
finger along it for a while, then bent the knuckle and
pushed the fingertip into her cunt.
"Who do you think you're kidding?" he told Patty.
"Your cunt's sopping wet. You're all heated up, aren't
you?" Patty didn't say anything, but the ease with
which Ken worked his finger into her was answer enough.
I was sitting behind Patty, holding her arms, with my
legs stretched forward around her, my back against the
sofa. I could see Ken's middle finger pumping in and
out of Patty's cunt. The dark lips stretched outward
when he pulled his finger back, as if reluctant to let
it go.
With his middle finger buried in her cunt, Ken put
his thumb just inside the top of Patty's slot, in the
little pocket of skin where the lips joined. He rubbed
his thumb around in little circles. Sometimes he rubbed
up and down. Then he would return to plunging his
finger in and out of her pussy.
Patty's breath was coming faster now. She was making
little whimpering sounds. Sometimes her whole body
jerked when Ken's thumb ran across the lump of her love
bump. Ken pulled his finger out of her pussy, put his
first finger next to it, and pushed them both into
Patty. She gave the smallest little hump of a push
back, as if she'd started to respond, caught herself,
and stopped.
Ken ran his two fingers in and out of Patty's cunt.
He looked up at me. "Grab hold of her tits, Mike," he
invited. "Keep your arms around her, though."
It was true that Patty hadn't fought against the grip
I had on her arms for some time. I pulled one arm free
and wrapped it around her, then the other. I slid my
hands to her tits. Patty moved to one side, but then
she pressed back into my hands, lightly but definitely.
"Hang on a second," Ken said. He raised to his knees
between her legs, keeping his fingers in Patty's pussy,
and used his other hand to unfasten his own shorts. He
worked them over his hips, the one hand alternating
sides and back, pushing his undershorts down at the same
time. His cock popped into view.
It was bigger than mine, but not much, I was glad to
note. It stood out from his dark brown crotch hair at
full thrust. Ken got his shorts down as far as his
knees and quit.
He took his dick in his hand. "See what I've got for
you, Patty? You know you like it. It's a big, fat
cock, Patty, and it's just for you. I'm going to stick
it in your pussy in just a minute. I'm going to fuck
you, and then Mike's going to fuck you. And then maybe
we'll both fuck you again."
Patty looked up at Ken's looming cock. I was more
sprawled back than sitting, against the sofa front.
With my hands on her tits, I had pulled Patty back with
me so that we both were about half-reclined.
"I'm going to put it in you now, Patty, and you're
going to love it, just like you did last week. You know
your pussy's hungry for it. It's all wet and slick
around my fingers." Ken pulled the fingers out and
thrust them toward her face. "See," he said. He held
them up to his nose, sniffed, and then wiped the wetness
on Patty's cheeks, once on either side.
Grabbing a cushion from the sofa, Ken shoved it under
Patty's ass. She raised up for it. He pushed her knees
up and out, turning her pussy up. Leaning forward, he
grabbed his cock with one hand and poked it at her hole.
Patty was no longer fighting. Her legs stayed wide open
to Ken's approach, even though his hands were no longer
holding them.
The head of Ken's prick disappeared into her. Patty
gave a soft grunt and arched toward it, stuffing another
half inch into her love tube. Ken let go of his cock
and, supporting his weight with both hands, slowly sank
his cock into her.
Our three heads were almost together. I could see
down over Patty's shoulder, between her tits to her
dark-haired pussy and the shaft of Ken's cock sticking
out of it. I watched Ken push in and out of her snatch
several times. His prick came out slick and shiny with
her cunt juice.
Patty was fucking Ken back now. My hands were still
on her tits, cupping, lifting, squeezing and pinching
her hard little nipples in my fingertips. She hunched
upward to meet Ken's cock thrusts, offering her cunt to
him, holding her legs wide so that he could push in as
deep as possible.
"Damn that feels good, Patty," Ken said. "It's the
best feeling in the world, don't you think? Feel my
cock slip into your pussy. I'm fucking you, just like I
said I would. And you like it, just like I said you
would."
He fucked her rapidly for a while. Patty put her
arms around him and fucked back at his penetrating cock,
shoving her hips forward to meet his strokes, drawing
back, and shoving her cunt at him again.
"You like it, don't you, Patty?" Ken insisted.
"Don't you?"
"Yes," she said.
"What do you like?" Patty didn't answer. "Tell me
or I stop. Tell me you like to fuck." Ken stopped
shoving his fat dick into her eager pussy.
"I like to fuck," Patty choked. Ken pushed back into
her.
"Tell me you like to feel my cock in your pussy."
"I like it," Patty said, pushing up to get more of
Ken's prick. "I like it when you stick your cock in my
pussy. I like it when you push it way in and let me
twist around on it."
She lifted her legs around him, locking her ankles
and using her legs to help Ken's thrusts. She pulled
him toward her with her legs, her heels digging into his
ass to urge him forward.
"That's right, baby," Ken said. "Fuck me back."
He looked up at me. "It's going to be your turn
soon," he said. "Why don't you get your clothes off.
Patty isn't going anywhere."
I took my hands off her tits, and Ken put his arms
around her back, pulling Patty toward him while I worked
my way out from behind her and stood up. While I was
taking off shoes, shirt and pants, Ken pulled out of
Patty's cunt and turned her around so that the top half
of her body was lying on the sofa seat, with her ass
pointing out into the room. I could see her pussy from
behind, red and wet.
"Come on, Mike," Ken said, as I tugged off my
undershorts. "Patty's waiting for you. She wants you to
come over here and stick your prick in her pussy." He
pushed at her legs, making her spread them and
displaying her cunt. He shoved a finger into her cunt.
"She's nice and wet," Ken said. "Patty likes to fuck,
and she wants it now. Don't you, Patty?"
She didn't answer, although she rolled her hips
around the finger Ken had buried in her cunt. Ken
pushed his finger in a deep as he could and waggled in
around in Patty's pussy. "You want Mike to fuck you,
don't you?"
"Y..yes," Patty gasped. Ken's finger was down lower,
rubbing around her clit.
"Ask Mike to fuck you, Patty," Ken said.
"Oh, Ken," she protested.
"Ask him," Ken commanded. "Say 'Please fuck me,
Mike.'" I went over to them, naked, and knelt behind
Patty about a foot away.
"Please fuck me, Mike," Patty whispered.
"Louder."
"Please fuck me, Mike," Patty said.
"That's a good girl," Ken said. "Go ahead, Mike, put
it in her." He pulled his hand out of Patty's pussy and
put it on her back, not holding her, but stroking it.
I crawled up closer, cock in hand, and pushed against
her. It took me several tries to find the spot, but when
I did my prick slid right in. Ken was right. Patty was
slick and wet and ready to be fucked again.
I started hunching my cock into Patty from behind,
slapping my belly against her buttocks hard enough to
make them quiver. Ken had moved his hand from Patty's
back to her face, and she sucked on his finger, the same
finger that had been in her cunt a moment before.
Ken took Patty by the shoulders and turned her toward
him, pulling her off the sofa and onto his lap. Her
face wound up only inches from his cock, which stuck up
into the air since he had not cum. I stayed inside
Patty as she turned, holding her by the hips to pull her
back onto my prick.
"Watch this, Mike," Ken said. "Come on, Patty, suck
it for me. Take my cock into your mouth. Suck my
dick."
I'd heard of cocksucking, but I'd never seen it.
While I pumped into her from behind, Patty reached up a
hand to Ken's prick and grasped it by the base. She
stretched her head forward and stuck it into her mouth.
It felt good just to watch it happen. Ken rolled his
eyes at me.
Patty started to raise and lower her head, her mouth
sliding up and down Ken's prick. Meanwhile, I was
pushing mine in and out of her cunt. She rolled her
hips around and around on it, sometimes pushing back and
forth to fuck along with me.
Ken laid back on his elbows and let Patty work on his
cock. She seemed to enjoy it. She licked it; she sucked
hard on the top of it, hollowing her cheeks, She pumped
her head up and down on it, sometimes hard and fast,
sometimes slowly, teasingly, lasciviously.
"You're doing a good job, Patty," Ken told her. "I
like the way your mouth wraps around my cock. Use your
tongue more. That's it. That's it. Oh, keep it up,
baby. You're going to make me cum."
Patty hesitated. "Don't stop, baby," Ken said. "I'm
going to cum in your mouth. You'll like it, too." He
fucked his cock up into Patty's passive mouth, shoving
it in and pulling it out.
"Put your hand up higher," he said. "Put it up next
to your mouth and squeeze on me as my prick goes into
your mouth." Ken took her right hand and guided it up
to his cock. He wrapped her fingers around it, covering
her hand with his to show her what he wanted.
Patty seemed to get the idea. Ken lay back on his
elbows again, and concentrated on pushing his prick in
and out of her mouth. I was fucking Patty's cunt while
this was going on, but my attention was really on the
blowjob she was giving Ken. Was she really going to let
him cum in her mouth?
It wasn't long before I had my answer. Ken gritted
his teeth and clenched his eyes, and pumped into her
mouth a little faster.
"Oh yes, honey!" he said, "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna
cum right now." His body started jerking and twitching.
He shoved his hips forward, forcing his dick deep in
her mouth.
Patty made a strange noise, a gulping, gobbling sound
and pulled her head back off Ken's cock just in time to
catch a load of cum right in her face. Ken quickly put
his hand behind her head and pulled her back down onto
his prick. Patty came back willingly, as if she'd only
been caught by surprise, and resumed sucking on the
still-spurting prick. I could hear her swallow again,
but more spilled out of her mouth around Ken's cock and
joined the cum dripping down her face. Patty sucked on
the head of the prick and jacked it off into her mouth.
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End of Part A of 'Riding Double' by Titmouse.
Part B posted separately.
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