Southern Belle Evie Pt. 06

Literotic asexstories – Southern Belle Evie Pt. 06 by WyrdWilly,WyrdWilly
Tuesday morning, I woke up and found my gorgeous little stepdaughter spooned up beside me. I held on a while, because I didn’t really want to get out of bed and into the shower. It felt so nice. She spent the whole night with me. We watched some chick flicks while we ate ice cream on the couch. I cried a lot. She held me and let me just blubber.

It wasn’t so much that I missed Mike. I did, but not so bad it hurt. The worst part was knowing he just hated my guts now. It’s so sad how some people can go from loving you to hating you so quick like that, and over something so minor as some casual sex. I know there are rules to relationships, and things you shouldn’t do, but the body needs what it needs, you know. Even when I was married, I knew sex could be recreational.

Jimmy tried explaining that when I found out he had a couple girlfriends. It took some tears and thinking it over, but it wasn’t him screwing around that pissed me off so much as him neglecting me to do it. He spent money we didn’t have on those girls, and we weren’t having sex as much as he was with them. I think, looking back, that was why I left. I couldn’t stand the fact that I wasn’t his first choice for sex anymore. If we was just dating, I would understand. But I was his wife! Big difference!

Sunny and I held hands and laughed and talked all the way to the club. It was hard to come to grips with knowing how much I hurt Mike, and how mad he was with me. But a night of chick flicks and ice cream with Sunny, and more cuddles in bed all night, and I was feeling much better.

I got through the day, flirting with Tarek when I could, and Sunny picked me up to take me to the gym. So far, she’s resisted coming to one of my yoga classes, but I ask her every time anyway. Someday, maybe.

I ignored Gerrie’s annoying attitude when I arrived. She’d done something new with her hair, and if I’m honest it looked really cute. Much better than the secretary bun. So, just before I went into the gym, I gave her a nod. “Looks nice.” I said. She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re hair. I like it.”

Oh, the expression on her shocked face! Had I known I could get that out of her, I’d have given her a compliment much sooner! I shut the door to the gym just in time to hide my giggle.

There were five people already there from my last Thursday class, and I waved and greeted a couple before disappearing into the ladies’ locker to change. I hurried about it, rushed out, and Dean was leaning against the wall by the door like he was waiting for me.

“Hi, Evie!” he grinned. “Uh, listen. Dad says he probably ain’t gonna make it tonight… for lifting, you know.”

I sighed a frown at him. “Oh, dang it. I was looking forward to using that thing you push with your legs. Got to tighten up these thighs.”

He laughed. “Nothing wrong with your thighs, Miss Evie.” he grinned.

“Oh! Why, thank you, Sugar.” I grinned back.

“Well, if you want, I can do a bit of teaching without him…” he said. “I’ve been studying to do it professionally, so it’ll give me a chance to be like a real instructor.”

I brightened my smile. “That’d be real nice of you, Dean. Thank you.”

“No problem, Miss Evie.”

“Oh Dean. Y’all just call me Evie.” I patted his arm… his big, strong, muscly arm, and caught my breath. “Uhh… I should do a little stretch and warm up before class.” I said.

“Yeah, sure.” he nodded. “I’ll see you later.”

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I got eight students in that class, and it was a good mix of men and women. And I had that awkward moment with Tarek and Nick as they both tried flirting with me as I got everyone together, and all through the class. They’d look at me with those eager eyes, and I’d get all those little goosebumps. It was how to deal with them after that was making me nervous. They knew I was seeing other men, and Tarek knew about Nick at least. Still, it was making me a bit worried.

Thank the lord, Tarek came by right after class was over, thanked me with a friendly kiss, whispered “see you tomorrow”, and left. Oh my goodness, that boy deserved something special for not making it awkward. I’d think of something!

Nick came over and made a few comments about the class, and how he was impressed with how ‘limber’ I was.

“It’s all a matter of keeping loose.. Too many folks just stop the stretching and sooner or later, they can’t do it no more.”

He nodded. “Well, if I’m going to have a prayer at keeping up with you, maybe I should get into more stretching.”

I giggled. “Might not be a bad idea.” I said.

“We still on for another match Sunday?” He asked.

“If you’re up for getting beat by a woman, then sure.” I giggled. “Next time, no mercy!”

“That goes both ways, Missy.” he warned.

“Well, then… I guess this is war.”

“Works for me.” he nodded. “See you Sunday.”

I took myself off to the lockers, got out of my yoga top and into a looser, more breathable one I brought for the occasion. Then I did a few walking laps around the gym to stay loose while the last of the yoga students got cleaned up and left. Then it was just me and Dean.

“You ready?” he grinned at me.

I nodded. “Ready as I’m gonna be, I guess.” I came over to the weights area, and he had me take a seat at the big exercise machine.

“Let’s start with reps on the shoulders and arms.” he said, and showed me how to do it on the bar you pull down on. I stood and watched his nice big shoulders and arms pull a hundred pounds like it was child’s play, and they looked very nice while he did it. He caught me staring, and I flicked my eyes away, but couldn’t help my little smile.

Then he adjusted the weight for me, and I pulled on about twenty pounds. It wasn’t hard, but after ten, I could feel my arms burning like they were supposed to. He explained how and why the muscles did that, but it was all medical and science stuff, and I wasn’t really paying much attention. I was too busy trying to pull that bar down and watching him watch me. I kinda liked that.

We went over to another seat, and this time I was pulling my bent arms together out in front of me like I was flapping my wings. I really felt it in my shoulders, back, and arms, but I got a little shiver when I saw him watching me… and realized that every time my arms went out to the sides, my bust was straining at my top, making my modest tits stick out. I think I smiled a little too much again.

He put me on the leg curl like Billy had, and I got some of the same treatment. He leaned on my butt to reach the pin to adjust the weight, and I had him do it three times. By that third time, he put his hand right on my ass, and I could feel him give a squeeze. I made a little squeak, and he stopped, so I said, “Could you make the weight a little less so I can do reps?”

He grinned at me, and I think he got the hint that I was liking how we were flirting. He grabbed my ass again, and took his sweet time moving the pin. He hadn’t let go before I curled up, and he felt my rear end tighten under his hand.

“Like that?” I sighed.

“Yeah, like that.” he said. “Can you feel how it tightens up the glutes?” He added, and squeezed my butt again but harder.

“Yeah.” I sighed. “Oh, I can feel that alright.”

I did twenty, and his hand never left my rear the whole time. He gripped my butt and his strong fingers were parting my cheeks a bit as I went. Then he had me switch legs and did the same with my other side. By the time I was done, I was panting and I noticed a sizable bulge in his shorts.

He moved me over to the free weights, and had me lay back on the bench press. Then he fitted the bar with about forty pounds, and helped me get it into position. I was laying down with his bulge just a foot away, and I think he caught me staring at it. He grinned down at me, and got me started.

Then, when I was starting to fatigue, he said, “Just rest the bar on your chest and relax your arms. here, like this.” he lowered the bar to my upper chest, and made sure it was balanced. Then he leaned over me, and ran his hand over my bare belly. “Relax in your core here.” he said. “Just breathe easy.”

Easy for him to say. He wasn’t pinned under a bunch of weights while getting felt up. Then, he eased his hands up my belly, and kept going, letting them glide right up to my tits. He gave them both a squeeze, and I gasped.

“Hey!” I panted and giggled. “That supposed to relax me or something… because it ain’t working.”

He ran his hands down my belly again, and back up, cupping and squeezing them again, and I may have moaned a little. “You alright like this for a minute?” he asked.

I blinked up at him. “Why?”

“I just need to check something. Can you hold it?”

I nodded as best I could on the bench. “Okay. Don’t be long, now.”

He hurried off and into the front office. Seconds after that, he was back, and helped me push a few more and set the bar into the little cradles that hold it up.

“How’s that feel?” he asked.

I nipped my nip, wondering which part he meant. “Nice.” I said. “Umm… a little heavy at the end.”

He nodded. “That’s the idea. Want a rest?”

I shook my head. “I can keep going. Show me the leg press.”

“Alright, but a good workout is reps, right?” he said. “So, after the press, we go back to the beginning.”

I nodded. “Okay.” he helped me get set up, and leaned on my thighs as he reached over to adjust the weights for me. I pushed and he held his hand on my tummy to remind me to focus on my core. Push with your legs, and the abdomen both.

We paused for some water, and I paced to stay warm and loose. “Harder than it looks.” I said.

He whispered a reply to himself, but I have very good ears. I heard him say, “You can say that again.”

Took me a second, but I got it! Oh lord! Here I go again. Flirting when I shouldn’t be.

We went back to the bar, and I did more reps. Then to the one where I squeeze my arms together. He set me up, and I liked watching him watch my chest as I worked.

He let me get a few into my set, and came over to me. “You’re just pulling from your arms.” he said, and squeezed my bicep. “Need to pull from her shoulders and chest too.” he ran a hand over my shoulder, then right onto my chest. “There. Now pull.”

I did, and I could feel his hand tighten his grip on my tit, and I made a little sound again. He cupped and fondled both sides while we pretended this was still just a workout. After more reps, my arms were done, and he reluctantly got me on my feet again.

“Done?” he asked, sadly.

I shook my head. “Just need a rest.” I smiled back, and he brightened up again. More sips of water, and I was back on the bench press. He got me started like before, then had me rest with the bar on my chest again. This is where the game ended. He ran his hands up and down my body again, and I just gave him a coy little smile that he took for permission… which I guess it was.

He grabbed both of my tits in his hands, using his fingers to stand up my sensitive nipples. “Nice tits.” he rumbled.

I was breathing heavy, and just smiled more.

He got the bottom of my top, and slid it right up and over my breasts, making them both come out and greet his lusty eyes. Then he went right back to fondling me, but on my bare tits this time; tugging my nipples and driving me crazy!

When he stood again, he looked down at me, still pinned under that weight, and started to undo the front of his trunks.

“Um, what are you do… Hhhh!” out popped a fully erect cock right over my face. It was a bit more than average in length, but nice and thick, and with the massive boy attached to it, it was… oh my goodness.

He came toward me, and brushed the head of it right over my upturned face.

“What if someone comes in?” I panted.

“I went and locked the door earlier.” he winked down at me. “Now, open wide.”

“Oh, my God.” I moaned… and opened my mouth wide.

He ran it sideways between my lips, and my tongue licked up around the shaft, sucking the head in when I got the chance. The angle was terrible for a blowjob, but I kinda loved how I wasn’t able to move. It was like I was helpless, and he was taking advantage of me. Every girl’s fantasy at one time or another, I think.

He stood upright again, dropped his shorts and stepped out, then went around to the other end of the bench, and started peeling off my shorts too.

“Wait! Get this thing off me first.” I pleaded. “A blowjob was one thing, but fucking me? That’s a bit too much!

“Nah.” he grinned. “I like it like this.” he snickered. “Got you trapped.”

He moved up and I felt him getting into position. “Wait a second!” I really was sort of trapped. I couldn’t get the bar back up on the hooks without his help, and I couldn’t roll it off of me without getting hurt. “Wait! Wait!”

I felt the head of his cock touch my pussy lips, and he rubbed it up and down a few times while I wriggled and squirmed. Then he shifted forward and drove right into me. I was so wet, I couldn’t believe it. He slid right in with ease, and I gave one of the longest, loudest moans I can remember. Dean just snickered at me, and started thrusting away!

“Please!” I begged. “Get this off me! It hurts!”

“Not yet!” he growled back. His hands came up, tugged at my tingling tits, and I moaned loud again. He muttered something about my tits, my tight pussy, my sexy moans, but I wasn’t listening. I was just struggling to keep that weight bar from rolling either way, and feeling Dean try to get deeper into me at this awkward angle.

After a few minutes, he finally gave in, and suddenly that bar practically flew off my chest. He stood over me, put the bar on the hooks, then moved back down while I caught my breath a little. Didn’t last. He grabbed my legs, and lifted them up over his shoulders, and slammed himself back in! I screamed and my legs involuntarily wrapped around him, my ankles locking as I arched up into him.

This wasn’t love making. It wasn’t just sex either. This must be what they call fucking! This boy was fucking me! Oh God, was he ever!

“God, damn!” he growled. “I love how your pussy feels!”

I whimpered and clawed at his back. “I love your cock!” I groaned back. “Oh God! You’re so hard! So strong! Hurts so good!”

We hadn’t been going at it long, when we both heard something, and just stopped. A loud click, and metal scraping.

“What was that?” I hissed.

“Keys!” he gasped. In a second he had pulled out of me, and stood me up, just as the door to the gym opened. There, standing in the doorway was Billy.

“What in the hell did you lock up for? We ain’t supposed to be cl…” he stopped and gawked at us. “Ho-ly-shit!” he gasped as I stood cowering behind his son, trying to keep Billy from seeing me naked.

“Sorry, Dad.” Dean said in a voice that was almost as gravely as when he was fucking me. He cleared his throat, and said it again. “Sorry, Dad. Umm… We were…”

Billy held up a finger to stall him, then waved his hand to shoe Dean aside. He hung his head, and obediently stopped aside, letting his daddy see me standing there in nothing but my trainers. His grin widened, and he fixed us both with a hard look. “Don’t move.” he said to both of us, and went back out to the office. More jingle of keys, a loud click as the door was locked again! He came back… and started stripping.

“Oh, God. Now, Billy…” I said in a voice that was almost gone. “Easy there. Don’t get me wrong, but… I work here, and… it wouldn’t be right if…”

His shirt came off, and I lost what remained of my voice… and my mind. Oh, shit on a biscuit, that was one very big, very nice chest. And those arms!

“Billy…?” I gasped out in a whispered pleading for mercy.

He came right up to me, put one meaty hand around my tit, got a fistful of my hair with the other, and tilted my mouth up to his. He gave me a fierce kiss. Nothing gentle or romantic about it. It was like that kiss was telling me, in no uncertain terms, who exactly was in charge here. He glared down at me with those hungry eyes, and I could feel him looking over my naked body.

“Get down there and take my trunks off.” he ordered me.

Something quick happened in my head. A vision. A memory. Bobby on his bed, Sunny looking up at me and Bobby said, ‘Who said you can stop? Finish sucking that cock!’ And my little Sunny said…

“Yes sir.” I went to my knees, and my insides felt like they were trying to rearrange themselves. My trembling hand came up, and rubbed over the bulge under his shorts. Hard, confined, big. My fingers tried to untie them, but they were having trouble doing what I wanted them to.

“Just yank ’em down.” Billy commanded.

I tugged, harder and harder until they fell and a tight pair of briefs bulged before my eyes. “Billy… I don’t think we sh…”

“Pull them down, Evie.” he said, a little more gently, but still with that commanding voice.

I gulped, and hooked my fingers over the elastic, and peeled them down. His thick, hard length sprang out and hit me in the face. It was like the rest of him. Meaty and wide, but not terribly long. A little more than average I guess… and hard as iron.

“Turn around, darlin’.” Billy nodded, and I looked. Dean was standing just behind me, his cock inches away and rising up toward the ceiling.

They moved to be shoulder to shoulder, and Billy grinned over at his son. “Father/Son bonding don’t get no better than this.” he snickered, and Dean nodded with a laugh of his own. “Well, age before beauty.” he said, moved toward me, and… it was like I was under some sort of spell. I looked up at Billy, his big chest, those strong arms, massive hands, and I just felt my mouth open for him.

Billy shoved his cock right into my mouth, got a handful of my hair and… and… well…

I’ve given blowjobs before. I’ve gone soft and slow, hard and fast, and everything in between. But this was nothing like any of them. He got my thick red hair in his fist, and just started pulling my head up and down his cock like he was using my mouth to jerk off! It was a little scary. He was so big and strong, I couldn’t have stopped him if I tried.

After a minute or so, he shoved my head back again, and let go of my hair. Then Dean grabbed on like his daddy did, and fucked my mouth some more. He went at it for a bit, and let go so Billy could have another turn. Back and forth they went, and I just stayed there on my knees while they took turns.

Had anyone described this happening to me that same morning, I probably would have said I’d fight it, jump up, run away. What I did was moan like a whore and started rubbing at my pussy while I sucked on them.

In my heart I knew if I ran, they wouldn’t chase me. Dean was a good boy, and his daddy must have been the reason why. They was just having fun, not being cruel. I sort of knew that. But good God, they were being rough about it. Much as I was sure I could get away if I wanted, I was also scared what might happen if I tried. I know. Stupid. But stupid things go on in your head when you ain’t thinking straight.

I kept choking and gagging on their cocks. And they held themselves in as deep as they could go till I teared up, then they’d let me have a breath, then just kept going.

Finally, it was Billy’s turn again, but he didn’t shove his cock back in my mouth. He just reached down, a hand under each arm, and just lifted me right off my feet, tossed me over his shoulder, and carried me over to this machine with a small seat. He set me down and got me onto it, then spread my legs and lifted them over these two pads that reasted up against the inner part of my knee. And then… he adjusted it.

My legs are limber, thank God, because he opened them wide as could be. Good lord, I felt so open and vulnerable. He grinned down at me, and I swear he looked like he was about to carve up the Christmas turkey the way he was devouring me with his eyes.

“You know what to do, boy.” he said, and stepped over me so he could put his cock back in my mouth.

I was still trying to get used to the new angle, when I felt Dean get between my legs, and I screamed around Billy’s cock as his son lunged into me with his hard length and started fucking me. All I could do was hold onto Billy and scream with every thrust. I was shot into an orgasm so fast, I barely got ten nice thrusts in me.

A minute or so more of cries and screams with Dean working on my pussy, Billy got off me and shoved Dean back. “Don’t want to blow too soon, boy.” he chuckled. “Give your old man a turn.”

“She’s real tight.” Dean puffed between breaths.

“And a screamer!” Billy grinned down at me as he got into position between my legs. “Been dreaming about this since the day you walked in here.” he said, and eased himself in.

I kept screaming but there were some words mixed in here and there. “Billy! Oh God! So hard! More!” and stuff like that. Dean came over and stood next to me so I could turn and suck on his cock that tasted like my pussy. It was a terrible angle, so I mostly just pumped his shaft with my hand and gave an occasional suck or lick.

I came again, shaking all over and still being held down on that machine by those two big men so all I could do was take it! So good! I don’t remember feeling so vulnerable, and so turned on!

“Hey!” Dean grinned. “Lets get the new yoga teacher on the yoga floor so we can both fuck her at the same time.”

I gulped. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but some ideas jumped to mind. Some pretty scary ideas. I couldn’t wait to find out!

Billy pulled out, and Dean scooped me up in his arms and carried me like I was nothing more than a down pillow. I could feel how hard and strong his arms were, and for some reason I still can’t understand, I reached up, got an arm around his neck, and kissed him full and hard on the lips.

That went on until he practically dropped me on the mats where I do classes.

Billy picked me up and flipped me over onto my hands and knees, got up behind me, and stabbed himself right into my wet pussy again. I screamed like before until Dean shut me up with his cock in my mouth. I kept moaning, screaming, and yelling around that hard shaft, just all garbled words that meant nothing anyway. They switched sides, still laughing and joking with each other, fucked me for a while, then switched again.

Dean was really humping me hard for the fifth time I think, and I was all for it, when he grabbed my hips tighter and growled, “Jesus-H-Christ! I’m gonna cum in this bitch!”

“At-a-boy!” Billy growled back. “Fill her up!”

His cock jumped and throbbed inside me, and I could feel it all. It was like he swelled up first, then hot cum shot into me, and I came with him. Not the sweet, romantic kind when you time it just right. This was like he hit the orgasm button, and I just went off like a shotgun!

When I felt the last of my climax end, I realized Dean was still inside me, and still fucking me with his dick as he was going soft. Even that felt big and solid.

He pulled out, and I made a little whimper like a sad puppy, and Billy laughed.

“Don’t worry, darlin.” Billy said. “You still got another cock to take care of.” He rolled onto his back, his cock standing straight up, and patted his lap. “Get on up here!”

“Yes, sir.” I panted, and climbed my sweaty body on top of his. He was so big, it felt like I was fixin’ to ride a bull.

I tried moving up to aim his cock at my slick sex, when he just grabbed me by the hips, and lifted me right off the floor over him. Then he just dropped me down onto his hardon, and it went right up into my pussy so hard and deep, it almost knocked the wind out of me.

I held onto his massive shoulders while he played with my tits, and I rode him. He just lay there having fun while I did all the work. It felt so naughty and slutty, and I kept seeing Dean watching me fucking myself on his daddy, and just knew I was so out of control, but for that moment, I didn’t give two shakes!

Dean came over and stuck his cum covered cock in my mouth, and I moaned at him for it. Salty and… sweet. My pussy was kinda sweet! I never stopped riding Billy, and between the two of them, I came again, twitching all over and making my pussy clench down on Billy’s cock.

“Damn! That’s one powerful cunt you got there, darlin!” Billy growled.

Oh lord! The way he talked to me! The way he was just using me like this! Dean too! I didn’t want to like it the way I did. I was always told that men should respect a girl and treat her gentle-like. But I got a little sense of pride at him admiring how tight and strong my pussy was around his cock. I panted and moaned out, “Thank you, sir.”

Billy looked a little surprised for a second, then just went with it. “That’s it! Ride that cock, bitch.”

“Yes, sir.” I moaned again and increased my pace.

“You’re gonna do what I say now, you hear?” he said.

I nodded and kept riding. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl!” he grabbed my hips and started bouncing me up and down, using me like an extension of his own hands. It felt like I was attached to one of them jackhammers, and he got me crying out and screaming all over again.

Then I got pulled off of him, tossed to the mat on my back, and Billy knelt over me with his cock pushing down at me. “Open your mouth, darlin! I’m gonna cum now!”

“Yes, sir.” I whimpered; all obedient-like. I sucked and licked at him until I got the first of his jets of cum right in my open mouth. I tried to close my mouth and got another blast right over my cheek and lips. Mouth open again, he shoved it back in and fucked my mouth till he stopped dribbling cum onto my tongue. His cock still between my lips, his cum coating every bit of my mouth and tongue, he grinned down at me again.

“Let me see you swallow that.” he said.

His cock slipped out of my mouth, I closed my lips, and… swallowed hard. It was a lot! Hot, salty, sticky, bitter, and I gulped it down like it was banana pudding.

“Good girl.” he grinned.

I lay there, sweating and breathing hard, feeling my whole body tingle and sing. I must have cum four or five times, and by the time on the clock, I figured we’d all been having sex for the better part of forty minutes. To a girl who got used to five minutes twice a week, this was a treat.

Once that wave of hot sex passed by, the guilt bubbled up. Strictly speaking, I wasn’t really cheating on anyone, but I did just have sex with Bobby’s Friend, TJ’s friend, Mike’s friend, Nick’s friend, and seeing how friendly they was the last time he was here, even Tarek’s friend. There had to be rules against that.

Dean and Billy sat on the mat on either side of me, and I sat up between them. There was a long time before anyone tried to say anything.

“I, umm… I don’t know what happens next.” I said shyly.

Billy turned his head toward me, and smirked a little. “You mean, next like right now tonight, or next like tomorrow.”

“The second one.” I said, a little smile returning.

Dean chimed in on my other side.. “Well, I’m guessing we don’t let mom know about this.”

I gasped at Billy. “Married?”

He nodded and shrugged. “You got that right.” he said to Dean. “You still want a job here?” he asked me.

I felt that tickle in my belly again. Working here two nights a week, and three classes on Saturdays. Not to mention when I come in just to work out. “Would that be okay with you?”

“Well… depends.” he grinned that wicked smile of his at me again. “Think me, or Dean… or both can take you for another ride once in a while?”

Oh goodness. Yeah, that was exactly what was on my mind, and I knew what I wanted to say, and it wasn’t the same as what I should say. “I, umm… I think I might be okay with that.” If my cheeks could blush any harder, I’d look like I had an apple for a head.

“Well, then I don’t see a problem with you keeping your job.” he grinned.

He got up, and popped a few joints as he stretched that muscular frame right over me. “Well, I need me a shower before I head home. I go back with your scent still on me, Sandy will just chop me up for fish bait.” He reached down to me, and I took his hands. He yanked me right up to my feet, and I fell onto him with his arm around me. When he started to kiss me, it was like kissing a hammer. Hard and blunt. I let his tongue play with mine a bit, then he set me down and stomped off to the mens’ locker.

Dean got up, pulled me to him, and I got another big kiss, fierce and a little less hammer-like. It went on a lot longer, and his hands were massaging my ass as he crushed me to his big chest. The air was filled with the smell of sex and sweat, and it was getting he turned on again. Then he took me by the hand, walked us back to the bench press to collect our clothes, then led me by the hand to the ladies’ locker.

We got into the shower, and washed each other a bit before it turned into me bending over with my hands against the wall while he fucked me again. He filled my pussy for the second time, and we went back to washing and kissing until we ran out of hot water and my fingers were all wrinkled.

We dressed together, left together, and he gave me another long kiss by my car before I got in and drove away. We hardly said a word the whole time. All the way home I wondered how I was going to tell Sunny about this… and grinned to myself at what we might do after, if she got all excited by the story. I don’t know who turned on the spigot in my sex drive, but I had no idea how to turn it off, and no inclination to try and find out. This was just too fun.

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It was Wednesday, and I kissed Sunny’s back and rolled out of bed early to get ready for work and pack my sports bag for a run after. Then I went to start the coffee, but found Sunny had beat me to it.

She looked half awake as she sipped on her coffee, and I got a yawning smile when she saw me. I came up behind her on her kitchen stool by the counter, brushed her beautiful dark hair aside, wrapped my arms around her and playfully grabbed both her little tits as I kissed her neck. She giggled and turned to kiss my cheek and groaned a sleepy “good morning” at me.

I fixed my travel cup, and off we went.

At the club, I kept our kiss to something that wouldn’t raise eyebrows, got into the bar and met Jenny already cutting lemons. She smiled and waved in her cute way.

“New hair!” I smiled in return. She’d gotten a cute little bob cut that worked very nicely with her adorable face, and had it lightened too.

“Like it?” She turned so I could see every angle.

“I love it!” I really did. It was so much more fun than her last style.

I had just gotten my things put away and joined her to prep the bar when she said, “Horus was asking about you earlier.”

“Tarek?” I looked around, but he wasn’t there. “Where’d he go?”

“Had a lesson or something to do.” she said, then got this silly grin. “Said he’d be busy all morning, but if you’d like to have lunch with him, to call his cell.” She flashed me that pretty smile and got closer. “You two seeing each other now?”

I giggled, and shrugged. “Maybe.”

I spent the next half hour avoiding her direct questions while we got ready for the day. It turned out to be pretty slow, and boring, so when my lunch was close, I called Tarek.

He picked up quick. “Hello there. I was hoping you’d call.”

“I hear you might be free for lunch?” I was just all smiles, I couldn’t help it.

“I’m on my way to the club house now.” he said. “Meet me out front in three minutes.”

“On my way!” I got this silly grin that just wouldn’t quit, and Jenny nodded with a smile of her own.

“I knew it! You and him are seeing each other!” she said, all smart ass like.

I gave her another coy shrug. “Maybe.”

“Well, go on then.” she beamed. “I’ll cover the first lunch, you get the second, and then I want details!”

“Well, I don’t know if I want to share details just yet.” I giggled back. “See you later!”

Tarek drove up on one of the big golf carts, and patted the seat beside him. I hopped in, and off we went over the beautiful grounds to the club’s restaurant. I never ate there. The prices for pretty much everything were too high, and it was sort of frowned upon for the staff to go there. No rules against it, I guess, but it was sort of an unspoken rule.

“We’re going there?” I said as we got closer.

He nodded. “Monday lunch special is fish and chips!” he grinned excitedly.

“Oh, I don’t know.” I said back. “Not sure I should eat all that fried food. I’d have to add another mile on my runs all week to burn it off.”

“Oh, I’m not buying you lunch. Have whatever you want.” he said, and I think I just gawked at him, mouth open like a fool… Then he laughed and shook his head. “That was a joke, Evie.” he said. “Sorry. I was born without a funny bone, and my stunted sense of humor takes some getting used to.”

I reached over and tickled him. “You rat!” I giggled. “Had me going there.”

I opted for the cesar salad, which was more than I spent on a full dinner at most places I’ve been to! It was a good thing we didn’t eat like that every day! But it sort of made me feel guilty that he spent all that money on me, and it was kinda bugging me inside seeing as how I hadn’t told him yet.

We got back to the club house, and before we got back to our work day, I took his hand and tried to work up some courage. Just do it, Evie! Like ripping a bandaid off. Quick and clean.

I took a long breath, eyes down at my hands holding his. “Tarek. I just… really like you.” I said, and from the corner of my eye I could see him frowning back at me.

“I like you too, Evie.” he said, a little unsure of the meaning here.

I nodded. “I just don’t want you to think I’m trying to scare you off, because I’m not. But if you don’t want to see me anymore when I tell you…”

“You have a boyfriend,” he said. “You told me. I’m fine with that.”

I breathed out a sigh. “I know, but things have changed a bit, and… oh dang it!” I closed my eyes, squashed my nerves and just blurted it out. “I got more than just one boyfriend now.”

He didn’t say anything, so after a few seconds, I opened my eyes again. He was still smiling.

“Did you hear me?”

He nodded. “Boyfriends.” he grinned. “Yes, I heard you.” He seemed more amused than mad. Was I the one who didn’t get it? “Just to be clear, this is a new development?”

“New development?” I rolled that about in my head, then, “Oh! yeah. It’s new. I only had the one before.”

“I see.” he said, still grinning. “Seven o-clock alright for this evening?”

I blinked at him. “We’re still going out?”

He grinned, and lifted my hands to kiss them. “I spent a lot of time preparing for this.” he said with that dazzling smile. “It would be a terrible shame to let it go to waste.”

“Oh!” I felt relieved, and twice as guilty at the same time. “Um, okay then. I, uh… yes. Seven is good. Seven is great! Seven is perfect!”

“Great!” he nodded firmly. “Pick you up at seven.”

We had a quick kiss so as not to draw attention, and I got back to work, still avoiding all of Jenny’s questions. I thought it was kinda fun how she kept trying to get more out of me. Eventually I’ll tell her. Just not yet.

§

I stood in front of my closet for a while, trying to decide what I could wear for this date. Tarek would be picking me up in a little over an hour, and I still hadn’t even taken a shower yet! “I don’t even know where he’s taking me!” I whined at Sunny who was sitting on my bed watching me get more and more frustrated.

“He’s not gonna care what you’re wearing.” she giggled. “He wants you, not your wardrobe!”

“But I don’t want to look stupid! What if he wants to go out to someplace fancy?”

“He works at a golf course!” she huffed. “I don’t think fancy is in his budget!”

I shrugged. “Yeah, maybe. He did spend a lot on lunch today.” Then I smirked. “Hmm… Maybe if I wear something casual, he won’t take us where I’d look a fool. Keep it simple, and he’ll keep the date simple. What do you think?”

She groaned. “Ugh!! For the tenth time… wear the pink halter top and the white miniskirt!!”

§

I met Tarek at the door, and let him in while I did some finishing touches on my makeup. Sunny had already got picked up by her boyfriend saying she’d be late. That was code for, we had the place to ourselves most the night. When I came back out again, Tarek gave me a look that made my little heart go pitter pat. He was good at doing that to me!

“You look fantastic!” he sighed.

The halter top had a really deep V neck, so I was showing every bit of cleavage I had, which I admit ain’t all that much. The mini skirt was kinda flirty, and showed off my legs that I think are my best assets. All the running, hours on the elliptical, tennis, and what all else… I have to say, they do look pretty nice.

We got into his cute convertible and set off, holding hands and talking a lot. Even after all the talking we did on our first date, we just scratched the surface on knowing each other. I tried to get out of him where he was taking me, but he just insisted it was a surprise.

We ended up driving by the golf club, and for a bit there, I thought he was taking us to the restaurant again. He drove right past, and I smiled. We were heading towards the beach! Off the coast road he parked us at a sandy area near one of the public beaches, and flashed me this big grin. “Dinner’s in the boot.” he said.

I had weird images of eating food out of a cowboy boot for a second. It made me giggle, and I think he guessed what I was thinking. Out of the trunk came a little cooler, and he wheeled it over to the benches under a cabana!

“Dinner on the beach?” I asked.

He nodded. “A few of my favorite dishes from home.”

I giggled. “You mean, besides fish and chips?”

“My other home.” he snickered back, and started laying out what he brought as he named them. “Samosa. Pastry with meat, vegetables and spices. Baba Ghanouj. Eggplant dip, Very good this stuff. Shawarma. Spiced chicken, lightly fried. And for pudding, we have an actual pudding.”

“Oh my word!” I was amazed at how different this date was becoming from anything I’d ever done before! “Where do we begin?”

We ate and talked and shared a bottle of wine. It was one of the nicest, funnest, most beautiful dates I could have imagined. We cleaned up and got back to the car, but before he could start the engine, I was up and over, landing my butt on his lap and kissing him with all my might. We made out like teens again, him getting handsy with me, and me encouraging it. He got my top off and I was just loving how his lips, tongue, and teeth were making me shiver all over as he used them on my neck and chest.

“Tarek, honey?” I sighed under his touch. “You know what? I thought of something else I never did before.”

He grinned up at me. “What’s that?”

I smiled and sucked on his earlobe. “I never had sex in a car before.” I whispered.

“Never?” he snickered. “Well, I can assure you, a bed is much more comfortable.”

I giggled. “I know, but I still want to try it.” I said.

“Right now?” He lifted a brow at me. “This is a public beach parking lot.” he reminded me.

I nodded. “I know.”

“And we’re in a convertible,” he added.

I giggled and kissed his neck. “I know. Why? You afraid to be caught?” I started unbuttoning his shirt. “You already got me half naked. Come on. Please?”

Well, I admit, getting him out of his pants was kinda funny. There was so little room in the car to begin with, and trying to get the rest of our clothes off wasn’t so easy, but we are both pretty darn limber. I spent a little time giving him head over the center console until he was super hard and almost ready to pop. Then I got on top, and with the steering wheel banging against my back, we started screwing, and it was sort of funny. I loved it though. It was like we was playing a game again, and I just love the games we play.

After a bit longer, we both weren’t able to cum, so I huffed and got off. “Come on!” I demanded, and opened the car door.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Out of the car!” I demanded. “Now!”

He got out, and I went and leaned myself over the hood, lifting on my toes as I parted my legs.

He didn’t need instruction from there. He got behind me, aimed his nice, big length at my pussy, and filled me up. It was crazy, and fun, and I was out of my gourd happy! Every time we heard a car coming, we’d both tense up and wait until it passed, then we’d get right back to having sex. What a great fuck, and a great first time sex in and out of a car! He rode me good and hard, just the way I wanted it, and I went off like a cherry bomb at the end, screaming and not caring one hoot if anyone heard me!

After that, I opened the car door again, sat with my feet still on the ground, and pulled him to me so I could finish him with my mouth. My blowjobs were getting better, and he was so willing to let me practice, so why not? We were right under the parking lot street lamp, and it was even more exciting to imagine getting caught like that.

I looked up at him with his cock in my mouth, and I felt a smile in my eyes. “Like it when I look up at you?” I purred.

He nodded. “Oh, yes indeed!” he gasped.

I sucked him a little more. “Want to cum on my face again?” I sighed.

He nodded, took my head in his hand, and started thrusting himself into my willing mouth. It took longer than I thought it would, but I was just having such a wonderful time, I didn’t care. He could fuck my mouth till he was done! Good lord! I have changed!

He groaned and gasped down at me, my eyes fixed on his as he jumped and jerked in my mouth. I was moaning around his shaft just anticipating it. He pulled out, and a big blast of his hot cum shot right over my face and landed in my red hair! I giggled as the rest got me in the face, then I sucked him back into my mouth and drained him of every little drop he had to give. Creamy, salty, delicious!

I took his cock, and used it to smear some of his cum around my face, then sucked it clean, and repeated that until I got most of his cum off my face and into my mouth. I knew it wasn’t the taste of the cum I wanted; It was just the feeling I got eating it and the reaction I got from Tarek as he watched me do it.

“Yummy!” I giggled. “Now that’s a desert!”

“You’re quite amazing.” he gasped down at me.

I cleaned up with the last of the napkins. It was another giggly moment for me when I tried to get his cum out of my hair. Fun though. All of it was such fun!

He drove me home, and I backed away as he tried to kiss me goodnight. “I want a shower first.” I said. “Come on in?”

He grinned and nodded.

I hurried through my shower, came back out in just my robe, and fell into the couch with him. We made out for a while, him getting my robe open in the first minute, and I was well on my way to getting ready for more… but I needed to do what I was afraid to do. I needed to tell him.

“Tarek, honey?” I sighed. “Before we… do anything else, I need to talk to you. Alright?”

“Something wrong?” he asked.

I could see how much he wanted me, and I knew how much I wanted him. This would be awful if it was the last time for us… but I had to tell him. No more secrets. “Honey, I don’t know if you’re gonna want to see me after I say what I got to say.” I began. “But, I want you to know that I really, Really like you. Like, a whole lot. I ain’t trying to scare you off. It’s just that I don’t much like secrets. I ain’t good at keeping them anyway. So, I want you to know about… my other…”

“I don’t need to know about your other boyfriends.” he said, cutting me off. “I don’t care. I’m here. They’re not. That’s good enough for me.”

“Maybe, but you don’t know…”

“I don’t need to know.” he insisted. “I like you a whole lot too. So, no matter…”

“Nick!” I blurted out before I could chicken out. “I was with Nick!”

He blinked at me. “Yes, I know about you and Nick.”

I nodded. “And TJ too.”

He lifted his brow. “I had a feeling about him.” he nodded. “But, listen Evie. You don’t need to…”

I sniffed. One more! Just one more. The hardest one. “Bobby.” I said sadly.

He scowled. “I don’t think I know a Bobby.”

I winced and closed my eyes. “My boyfriend’s son, Bobby… ex-boyfriend’s son.”

This got the reaction I thought I might get. He got a shocked look on his face, and leaned back a bit. I knew it! This was the end! I would miss him so much!

“How old is this Bobby?” he asked.

I sighed. “He’ll be twenty in about six weeks.”

He huffed a laugh, and seemed to relax. “Well, that’s alright then, isn’t it?”

I frowned, a little confused.

“I thought you were going to tell me he was thirteen or something.” he added.

I frowned harder. “Why would you…”

“I assumed your boyfriend with the son had to be young too. Or at least not much older than you.” he laughed. “I can assume he’s not?”

I huffed a laugh. “No, he’s over fifty.”

His jaw fell open.

“I know. I get that a lot.” I giggled.

After a moment, he shrugged. “A little surprised, but not really.” he smiled. “You’re too much woman for any man.” he said almost cheerfully. “So much woman you should be continued on the next woman.”

I giggled. “I still really want to be your girlfriend, but I’d understand if this changes things.” I said.

He looked at me with those amazing dark eyes again, swooped in and pulled me into another great kiss. When it finally ended, I panted and sighed out, “So, umm… you still want…”

He slid my robe over my shoulders, pulled it off, and lifted me right up to straddle him on the couch.

My heart was running a sprint again as I got to work getting his clothes off. We left a trail from there to my bedroom, and I got picked up, tossed onto the bed, and he pounced on me like a mountain lion! I was over the moon happy again, and hell bent on making sure he knew it.

We had been going at it again for about half an hour when I was up on top, his hands doing lovely things to my sensitive tits, when I thought I saw something move by the door. I kept my calm, and looked from the corner of my eye. Someone was there, just behind the door that was now cracked open a bit. I could have sworn I closed it.

Sunny! It had to be! She was watching us! As good as it was with him deep inside me and his hands helping out, knowing that she was just there, not ten feet away, made me crazy excited!

He was so understanding, so, so kind with me all day. And I remembered the night before when he didn’t make me feel awkward after the class. I told myself then that I’d give him something special. And Sunny is about as special as they come.

I started riding him even harder. I wanted to give my beautiful stepdaughter a show, and hopefully make her all hot and bothered like she did to me when she was with Bobby.

He noticed the change in my efforts, and got into it too. I was really going hard, trying to take every inch he could give. It made me want to see if he liked dirty talk during sex. I lay on top and whispered in his ear. “I love how you fuck me!”

He groaned his approval.

“Does it make you jealous that I fuck younger men?”

He snickered and drove up into me harder, making me give a little scream. “I’m up for the challenge.”

“God, you are!” I gasped at how good that thrust felt. I wriggled and ground myself down on him, feeling his long, slender shaft stirring me up into a frenzy. He just felt so good, smelled so good, tasted so good. And he still wanted me, even after knowing what I did, and with how many! That was crazy to me. He was such a wonderful lover, and a wonderful man. I really wanted to give him something special. This was gonna be fun!

I held his face in my hands, bent to kiss him and moaned into his mouth. “Baby…” I sighed as I got the courage to do it. “Maybe you should try fucking some younger women… to keep us all even and such.”

He growled another deep voiced reply. “They would pale in comparison!”

“You never know.” I moaned in his ear. “Some might be up for your challenge too.”

He rolled me over in a flash, rammed himself in hard, and started pounding me into the mattress. “Yes! Harder!” I moaned. He was giving me a world class screwing, and I felt him getting more urgent. He was working up to another orgasm, and I didn’t want that. Not yet.

“No! Slow down!” I gasped.

“Why?” he paused and looked down at me.

“You’re going to need to pace yourself if you’re gonna have enough.” I smiled up at him.

“What’s that mean? Enough what?”

“Enough… for both of us.” I turned my head to the doorway, and twitched a finger at the shadow lurking there. “It’s okay, Baby Doll.” I sighed. “I see you out there. Come on in. Come play with us.”

Tarek looked to the doorway, and I could see the shock on his face as Sunny crept in real slow like. She was wearing her cute black mini skirt and a crop top that was now unbuttoned, showing off her little titties in the light from the window. He looked back down at me, and I thought I saw a whole lot of confusion there, and why wouldn’t I.

“Tarek, honey?” I sighed. “Can Sunny come play with us?”

He frowned. “You’re not joking?” he smirked. “Really?”

I eased him out of me, and had him turn over onto his back in the middle of the bed. I lay close beside him on the far side, and patted the space on his other. “Turn on the hall light, open the door, and come on up here, Sweety!” I said.

Sunny did as she was told, shrugged out of her little skirt and top, letting them fall to the floor, skimmed off her panties, and climbed up next to Tarek’s side. In the added light from the hall, we could see one another without it being too bright. Sunny’s slim, sexy body was half draped over Tarek’s side, and I saw her eyes, big and bright, smiling at me.

“He was just inside me.” I said, and took hold of his very hard cock, aiming it her way. “Want to taste?”

Tarek shot a look at me, and I winked down at him. Sunny shifted over, and took his wet cock into her mouth with a cute little whimper like a puppy begging for a treat. I ran my hand through her cool, silky hair while I held Tarek’s cock for her to suck. It was such a hot and sexy vision and feeling, me pumping him into her mouth, his arm around me, the other around her. I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect end to the evening.

Thankfully, it didn’t end there. I lay there and watched as Tarek mounted my gorgeous little Korean stepdaughter and fucked her slow and deep till she came. Then he got me on my hands and knees and fucked me some more while us girls kissed like lovers.

She whined for more, and Tarek gave it to her. She mounted him in reverse like she does with Bobby, and looked down at me. “Do it again, Mommy!” she pleaded.

She never, not once ever, called me Mommy before. I knew she was just trying to be cute and sexy, but it fucking worked! I got between her open legs and started licking and sucking on her clit as she fucked herself on my boyfriend’s cock! Oh my God! What a sexy thing it was to see, hear, and do. I knew I’d probably feel very strange about it later, but I didn’t give a shake about it at that moment. I just wanted to make it last.

She screamed and came hard, and I could hear and see Tarek struggling not to let himself cum. It didn’t work. He groaned and shuddered, his cock buried all the way up into my gorgeous Sunny’s little pussy. She was almost in tears at how good it felt, and started panting, “thank you mommy, oh thank you mommy, thank you, thank you!” over and over. I almost came too listening to her.

I waited till she was done and got off Tarek’s cock, then I swallowed him as much as I could, moaning at the delicious mix of her sweet pussy and his salty cum. What a treat! I kept licking and sucking him till I couldn’t get any more and he started going soft.

Sunny was still laying there, looking delicious and sexy in that dim light, her eyes smiling at me, her pouty lips ready for a kiss. I crawled over Tarek and on top of her, my lips wanting hers. We had a nice long bit of kissing, soft and sweet. She kept licking my lips to taste what I had.

None of us had said a word since Sunny got on the bed with us, except for Sunny thanking me. I broke the silence with something that came from my soul. “I’m going to lick his cum out of your pussy.” I said, and I hardly recognized my own voice. It was firm and a bit commanding, like I wasn’t gonna take no for an answer.

“Yes, Mommy!” Sunny beamed at me, and she urged me to slide down between her wide open legs. “Make my little pussy all clean again.”

I got both hands under her cute little ass, kissed her pussy lips in greeting, then started trying to slide my tongue into her soft, wet folds to find what he put into her. Her little moans and whimpers told me I was doing what she wanted, and I adored how good her body felt moving under me. So sweet and so sexy! It was so hot! And the taste was wonderful; her sweetness with his salty cum! I lapped it up like a kitten at a saucer of milk.

After a time, my mouth and tongue were getting tired, and I gave her little pussy a final lick from bottom to top, flicking my tongue over her little nubbin once more, then I crawled over Tarek to settle on his other side again.

We lay like that for a while, Sunny and I both resting our heads on his broad shoulders. I was just playing with his limp cock, touching it with my fingertips and making the smooth foreskin slide up and down. Sunny gave him little kisses, then a few more on his nice, hairless chest while she watched. Then her hand came and took over, while I spent some time kissing my boyfriend.

“Spend the night.” I sighed at him.

He smiled. “I don’t have a change of clothes.” he said quietly.

“Hmm… A change of clothes, or two babes who want to fuck your brains out all night?” Sunny said at his other side. “Well, that’s a tough decision.”

He laughed, and pulled us both a little closer. “Well, when you put it that way…”

§

We snuggled and fell asleep, but I guess Tarek wasn’t quite done with us yet. I got woken up in the middle of the night with him spooned up behind me and he slipped his erect length into my pussy from behind. He fucked me until we both came, then Sunny crawled over and ate his cum from my pussy! I wasn’t sure which I liked better. We had another cuddle and must have fallen asleep pretty quick, because the next thing I remember was us waking up to my alarm going off. I groaned sadly. We had to be at the club in a little over an hour.

I got up, relieved myself, put on the coffee, and came back to find Sunny sucking Tarek out of his sleep. “Alright, you naughty little girl!” I giggled at her. “Let the nice man get showered and dressed now.”

“Oh, but Mommy!” she pleaded. “I want to play some more!”

“I promise I’ll bring him home to play with you another time.” I smiled, and in my heart, I knew I would.

Not only did I not mind Tarek having sex with my stepdaughter, it seemed to have some sense to it, like me and her sharing Bobby. And now that she had sex with Mikey too, maybe we would spend the night with him some time… if he ever could forgive me. I almost laughed at myself when I wondered if he’d survive the night!

But it felt sort of natural. Like me and Sunny were kind of a matched set, and what I had, she could have too. I think she felt the same way.

I dragged Tarek with me to the shower, and we washed each other. Good lord, that was nice. I loved all the hot sex, but those intimate moments were sweet as can be, and I loved them as much if not more. We dried each other off and got dressed while we tried to have some coffee. Sunny hung around with us in the nude, and gave both of us a long, sexy kiss goodbye. It was all so good. I just wished I could stop feeling like I was being a slut. Momma definitely would not approve.