Need a Virgin Guy with Tasty Cum Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Need a Virgin Guy with Tasty Cum Ch. 02 by Lightbrian,Lightbrian
My naked mistress was impaling her small mouth on my dick with all her might, resting her knees on the soft grass near the park bench. You could see how her cheeks turned red from the effort, and tears were already visible in her eyes, but Dasha did not let up. The sharp nipples pressed right into my thighs, the charming ass beckoned me to squeeze it, but I didn’t dare, not knowing how Dasha would react to this. Unable to withstand Dasha’s efforts, I dissolved in the wet, squelching pleasure that she gave me, without a trace, and came for the fourth time, if I, of course, didn’t lose count. Feeling the approaching finish, the girl froze and pursed her lips, trying not to miss a drop.

When the penis finished pulsating, Dashenka carefully removed herself from the penis and, placing her palms, showed me the results right on her tongue. Suddenly I felt a strange desire to kiss her right now, right when she had my sperm in her mouth. The desire was so strong that, as if in a fog, I clung to the mistress’s face and began to caress her pink lips, still stained with nectar, with my lips. I felt the taste and smell – indescribable, slightly sweet and spicy, it made me tremble and hum with pleasure. When our kiss broke up, I looked anxiously into Dashenka’s eyes – what would she say, what if she didn’t like that I took back part of my yummy food?

But Dasha smiled, clapping her huge eyes at me:

– Arkady… Ah… This is one of my hobbies, which I didn’t tell you about right away, for fear that it would push you away… Even though until today it was purely hypothetical, but I was sure that I I’ll love it when a boy takes the sperm that he just dropped into my mouth! And I was not mistaken… It’s super! To realize that oral pleasure is mutual, that there is nothing terrible in it for both partners – what could be better? And you… you did it without the slightest hint from me… Just perfect! – and we kissed again.

And after the kiss, Dasha, jumping with joy, moved back to the house along the park path. Since she was completely naked, I couldn’t help but watch her wonderful tits, which bounced with every movement of my pretty mistress. Dashulya noticed my gaze and suddenly became embarrassed, covering her nipples with her palms. And when I looked lower, at her smooth midsection, she completely clenched her knees, as if trying to hide her tender spot from me. It was simply amazing, especially considering the fact that a minute ago this angelic creature, gurgling and gurgling, was trying to push my dick into her throat as deep as possible.

– Dasha, forgive me if I confused you…

“No, I understand everything…” answered the hostess, blushing her cheeks. – It’s just that, probably, blowing you naked was not the best idea… I didn’t think that you… would glare at me. In fact, I often walked around the park naked, the servants were already used to it, but you… Every glance of yours seems to leave a mark on me. So whaaat… So y-you f-forgive me! – Dasha exclaimed stammeringly, as if I had agreed to pay her a tidy sum a month, and not vice versa.

Blushing Dashulya glanced at me once again, made sure that I was not taking my eyes off her charms, sighed and… rushed towards the house!

– Zhannochka, bring me the robe! – she shouted to the maid, who was just leaving the massive doors of the main entrance. I briefly noticed that the maid was dressed in a very revealing outfit – the apron barely covered what was supposed to be in front, and behind, as it seemed to me, there was a completely naked butt.

The maid nodded to Dasha and immediately ducked through the slightly open doors, not allowing me to get a good look at her butt. But I could clearly see Dasha’s ass, because she turned her back to me right on the steps of the estate, so as not to show off her magical tits and pussy without a single hair. But the hostess again followed the direction of my gaze, flushed and put her hands on her buttocks to hide them from me. However, her small hands only emphasized the appetizing outlines, so much so that I involuntarily licked my lips.

– A.. Arkady, what are you doing there, licking your lips? Stop it immediately! – Dashenka wanted to hit the stone steps with her heel, but she forgot that she was barefoot and therefore hit her heel a little. The sweet girl’s face wrinkled in pain, I felt that I had to somehow help her get through this trouble, so I stepped forward and hugged the girl. She trembled, but did not pull away, pressing her ass directly against my dick. I leaned over, inhaled the intoxicating scent of her hair and, unexpectedly for myself, licked my mistress’s earlobe.

“Aaah…” Dashenka breathed out. Just then the doors opened and Zhanna came out onto the steps with a robe in her hands. Is it just me, or is she wearing a different apron now – shorter and more revealing than the previous one?

Dasha immediately put on a robe and turned to face me. It turned out to be of very limited length, so that I could still see all her charms if the mistress bent over with her back to me. But Dashenka was not going to drop anything, so this moment could be omitted. She immediately perked up and, bending over, began stroking my penis with her fingers right through my shorts, which were already noticeably bulging.

– Zhanna, do you think I will ever be able to accept him completely?

The maid girl just shrugged. Dasha got down on her knees and pulled my shorts down. The member was staring straight at her, glistening with a wet droplet at the tip.

“Young mistress, I completely forgot to bring you a blowjob pillow!” Is it possible to stand with your knees directly on the stone steps?! – After these words, Zhanna retreated.

And Dashenka just waved her hand and began rubbing her cheeks and nose on the penis. The member twitched against my will, I was already afraid that the second time I would not finish according to plan, but the hostess quickly absorbed it with her mouth, not giving me a chance to vent somewhere else. The penis sweetly buried itself in Dasha’s narrow throat, making her gag. Gurgling a little and drooling, Dasha tensed and thrust deeper, squeezing the penis between her tonsils. Her cheeks turned red from strenuous attempts to swallow my anaconda, but the snake stubbornly did not go further than three-quarters of the length. The drool was flowing with all its might, dripping directly onto the stone, and the first tears were already flowing from Dasha’s eyes.

While my mistress was choking on my cock, Zhanna returned. She was holding a red pillow in her hands, but did not dare to offer it to Dasha, because she saw that the hostess was busy with business. Meanwhile, Dashulya despaired of taking the dick to the end and began to roll my balls with her palm. I jerked from the ticklish feeling and, placing both hands on the back of the girl’s head, came violently. Obviously, the sperm immediately flowed into Dasha’s tummy, so this time the hostess did not please me with the sight of seed on her little pink tongue.

Gently patting the girl on the cheek, I helped her get up and licked the tears from her cheeks – they were salty. Dasha kissed me on the lips and gratefully accepted the pillow from Zhanna, although it seemed to be no longer needed. Obviously, for next time. And then we went back into the hall, with Zhanna walking sideways so as not to show off her wonderful bare butt, which was almost not hidden by the maid’s costume. Several times she made a mistake and revealed to Dasha and me the color of her panties – white.

– Zhanna, come in, I need you! – Pavel Dmitrievich’s voice suddenly rang out. All three of us changed direction and went to his office, although only Zhanna was called.

Having opened the door, we saw a wonderful picture – Dasha’s dad was standing in the middle of the office and stroking his hefty penis – one and a half times larger than mine! He waved his hand at us in a friendly manner, causing his penis to oscillate by inertia, and nodded in invitation to Zhannochka, pointing her to the table. She obediently approached the table, lay down on it with her lovely tits and lifted up the maid’s dress, lowering her panties to her thighs. Pavel Dmitrievich approached the maid, swinging his club, kneaded his buttocks a couple of times and put his fingers straight into Zhanna’s secret place. She gasped and closed her eyes. Dasha’s dad snorted a little energetically there, smiled, and then, removing his hand, positioned himself and thrust, making the girl shudder from his movements.

Unexpectedly for me, Dasha opened her eyes wide, below which the tracks of tears were still visible.

– Dad, what are you doing? Is it possible to just pick up and have sex when we’re here?

“Wow, what a statement! And before that, maybe I dreamed everything?” – I thought.

“Daughter, you just kissed Arkasha in my presence, and then gave him a blowjob, and even, if I’m not mistaken, more than one!” What’s the problem, I don’t understand? – Pavel Dmitrievich said all this without ceasing to fuck Zhannochka, causing her to squeak joyfully.

– This is completely different! We only agreed on oral sex!

– Right! But does this rule apply to… Other girls in the house?

– Certainly! Now… now he will see Arkasha and he… will want it too! – Dasha was almost crying. – And I… I can’t… I can only put it in my mouth…

– No, no, nothing like that! – I hastily waved my hands. – All I need is a blowjob! Only him! Other types of sex… are quite troublesome, you have to bother, move… Blowjob is ideal in this regard, and usually all the sperm, so to speak, goes to work, cleanly, decently… – I was talking all sorts of nonsense, hoping to calm Dashutka down.

– Is it true? Arkady, do you really only want my mouth?

– Honestly! – and I wasn’t even lying about it. Dasha’s delicious lips, her sweet narrow throat, milking me without a trace – just at the thought of this, my penis twitched in my shorts, trying to spend sperm in the wrong place.

– But… you want that too, don’t you? – and Dasha pointed to Zhannochka, twitching in ecstasy, who was now being fucked at a frantic pace.

– What is it! – I waved my hand. – In no case!

– You know, Arkady, it seems to me that you still want to. But you don’t want to hurt me, so you deny it! – Dashenka exclaimed and looked at me inquisitively.

I looked away, realizing that now she still wouldn’t believe me.

– I came up with an idea – let our girls serve you too, Arkasha! Do you want me to make a catalog, you will choose the one you like the most and we will invite her to our bedroom! The three of us will sleep together tonight, okay? Is it possible, daddy? – the wheezing Pavel Dmitrievich only nodded to his daughter’s next whim, squeezing his penis into Zhanna with all his might, slamming her tits into the table so that they were literally flattened.

The picture that was before my eyes was impressive. But I was even more excited by the views that my imagination drew – two girls with me in bed, one of them is a reliable sucker (although, technically, it’s the other way around – I’m a reliable penis, ready to be in the mistress’s mouth at the first call), and the second is a girl who will take my virginity! And this despite the fact that just this morning I was in my dorm room and getting ready to once again jerk off to porn videos on the Internet. Fantastic.

– Ah… How many girls are there in the house? – I asked, accompanied by Jeanne’s measured screams and the creaking of the table. Dasha looked below my belt, giggled and, sitting on the edge of the chair, took matters into her own hands. Literally – she pulled off my shorts and began to do with her hands what she had previously only done with her mouth.

— There are only five girls, well, that includes me. Lisa, the gardener, Anya, the security guard and two maids – Zhannochka and Sashenka. Lisa is an athlete, her ass is to die for! Zhanna is gentle and innocent, although you can see that for yourself,” Dasha pointed with her free hand to the table, where her dad was already finishing pumping the quiet maid with his sperm.

– Anya is red-haired, she has freckles and pigtails. The girl is the sun… And Sasha – she has an hourglass figure, her boobs are the largest of all the girls in the house! And she just loves blowjobs, so if you choose her, keep in mind – only cum in my mouth, no matter what sugar lips she has, understand? – and Dasha, half-sternly and half-jokingly, shook her finger at me. As if on purpose, I finished at that very moment, completely splattering Dasha’s enthusiastic face.

“Oh-oh, you’re all… All… – I didn’t know what to say, so I just leaned over and began to lick the sticky droplets from my mistress’s face.

– Aw, it tickles! Arkady, you… you are like a big dog… Pet yourself… Forgive me, of course, for such a comparison… – I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her on the lips, ending the wet caresses.

And then we took the camera and went to make a catalog, photographing the girls in different poses. We started with Zhanna, who, exhausted, lay on the table while Dasha’s dad kneaded her tits with his hands. Zhanna did not show any objections to the photo shoot. But Anya and Lisa were embarrassed at first, but then they agreed. Anya was wearing a short sundress, and she was very afraid that I would see too much, so when bending over for a photo, she always put her palms on her lovely butt. And Lisa took pictures in tight sports pants, so I got a good look at her exciting halves.

Sasha reacted completely differently – she was just busy with her direct duties as a maid – she was cleaning dust from the bookshelves with a pipidastrum. Standing on the stepladder – of course, I immediately raised my head and enjoyed the view of pink panties under the uniform. Sashenka did not cover herself, noticing the direction of my gaze, she just smiled and asked Dasha:

“Young lady, do you want me to caress you like last time?” By the way, who else is with you? – I was surprised to notice how red Dasha’s cheeks turned red. Were they… kissing, or maybe even?.. – various bright pictures came into my head.

– No, no, Sasha, later. Now I would like to take a photo of you for the catalogue. The fact is that this is my… My… – Dasha thought about it, trying to come up with a term that could describe my role. Similar situations did not arise with other girls; they were embarrassed when they were photographed, but did not ask any questions themselves.

– Yours?

– My… new servant. He provides the cock if I need cum. Here!

– I see. And would you like…

– I would like to diversify his sex. I can’t do it myself… For obvious reasons. But you… Or Anya and Lisa… In general, I want to make a catalog and let him… choose.

“I see,” Sasha smiled and we began to take pictures – the shooting turned out to be the longest, but also the most interesting. Sasha herself chose how to stand up, when to stick out her tongue, and when to expose her magnificent legs. In the end, Sasha knelt in front of me and asked Dasha for permission to take it into my mouth. Dasha generously allowed her to do this, but insisted that the sperm end up on the mistress’s tongue. Sashenka offered a compromise – I’ll put it in her mouth, and then she’ll pass everything on to Dasha. That’s what they decided on.

Sashulya began gently and carefully, enveloping the penis with a hot and wet tongue. Then she launched the guest deeper and deeper, breathing noisily through her nose and sucking in her cheeks. For some reason a comparison with a vacuum pump occurred to me. Dasha looked at all this with her lips pursed – yes, she is jealous! And when Sashenka made a swallowing movement and the penis slid the entire length into her throat, my cute mistress completely chuckled and turned away. My heart even sank a little – as if she wouldn’t be completely offended. But wonderful squeezing sensations distracted me from such thoughts – I was already close to eruption. But Sashenka felt the pulsation and, remembering her and Dasha’s agreement, moved back a little so that my sperm would end up not immediately in the maid’s tummy, but on the tongue, from where it could then be transferred.

Which was done – I filled Sasha’s mouth full, so that she sat with puffy cheeks. Then I gently stroked Dasha’s hand.

– Well? – She said nervously, looking at the wall.

– That’s what! – I answered. Sasha tilted her head and wiggled her tongue in her crowded mouth. Dasha still reluctantly turned around and Sashenka immediately pressed her lips into the hostess’s small mouth. While the girls exchanged sperm, I gently stroked their shoulders and armpits. How great it is!..

Then we left Sasha to finish cleaning the bookshelves and went to print the catalog. And while I was examining each girl in detail, Dasha practiced deep throating on me – she really wanted to equal Sasha in this element!