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Nadia climbed into the front seat and took Russell’s hand
off his cock. She placed it back on the wheel. “You have a double investment
now. Let’s see if we can take half the company from you.”

Camille laughed with her lips of Brent’s balls in the
backseat and his hand still resting on her bare ass. “You better find that car
quick, Russell.”

“I’ll do my best,” he said.

“Me too.” Nadia worked her head into his lap as he steered
and took him into her mouth. She bobbed her head and licked all around as she
slid up and down on him between her lips.

He made a turn and pushed down on the accelerator.

She lifted off of him and sat up.

Camille sucked on Brent as he started to grow hard again.
She pulled off of him long enough to say, “Are you giving up, Nadia?”

“Not even close, Ms. Camille.”

Nadia straddled Russell’s lap as she faced the back seat.
She twisted to the side so he could still hold the steering wheel and still see
the road. Nadia slid him into her wet, primed pussy. She slid down until he was
balls deep inside her.

He gripped the wheel harder as he groaned and focused on
the road as best he could.

Nadia pumped her ass driving up and down on Russell’s cock
with increasing speed. She reached down between her body and his rubbing her
clit as she fucked him. Her motion became more frantic and forceful. Nadia
moaned out and bit her lip. “Oh, Brent, I just came again. We’ll need to do a
triple investment now.”

Brent moaned. “You’re killing me, Dear.”

Camille stroked his hard cock. She climbed up off the seat
and sat naked in Brent’s lap facing the front. He guided his cock up as she
took her seat and he slid comfortably into her familiar pussy. She bounced on
his cock as he held her hips and ass pumping her up and down.

Camille smiled at Nadia with Brent’s cum still over her
lips and dangling from her chin.

As they fucked each other’s husbands, the women leaned in
and kissed each other over the seat. Nadia licked some of Brent’s cum off of
Camille’s mouth.

They parted and Nadia said, “Oh, I feel his cock swelling.
I’m about to own half your start-up.”

Camille slapped her ass against Brent’s lap harder and
faster. “Hold on, Russell.”

“I can’t much longer,” Russell said.

Nadia laughed and pulled off his cock. She leaned down and
gave his cock that loose wrist pump using her own juices as lubricant. He felt
pleasure pulsing through his body. Nadia saw his balls tighten. She leaned down
and sucked, licked, and kissed his cock and balls trying to make him cum.

He made the final turn. As light pulsed in his vision,
Russell roared into the parking lot of Brent’s office and laid down on his
brakes. The tires screamed and he stopped next to Brent’s car. Russell shifted
into park and leaned back.

Nadia kept sucking and stroking.

Brent called from the backseat. “Nevermind, Nadia. We’re
here.”

He was still driving his cock up into Camille’s pussy and
Nadia was still sucking.

Brent pulled out and jerked off his cock with Camille’s ass
raised in the air over him. He came hard and blasted her on the ass and pussy.
His cum dripped back down over his lap, his cock, and his hand.

Camille leaned up over the seat to watch Nadia. Camille’s
ass and face dripped sticky from two powerful cumshots.

Russell moaned and thrust up. Nadia took his cock into her
mouth and swallowed over and over until Russell fell limp. Nadia didn’t lose a
drop as she licked her lips. Camille was impressed.

“Nice cum,” she said, “I should have been faster.”

Russell heaved for breath and said, “It’s okay. I knew
where we were for a while now. I’ve just been driving around.”

Nadia laughed. “You cheated.”

“Are you calling off the deal?”

“Hell, no,” Nadia said. “You are exactly the kind of
partners we need. Well played, Russell and Camille.”

Brent reached his hand forward. “Good to be in business
with you, Russell.”

Russell looked from Brent’s hand to his face and back.
“Maybe we can wait to shake hands until we have all had time to clean up.”

The End

Packing Meat

What Dreams Are Made Of

“Is she going to be back soon?
You're sure she won't be?” Kayla asked.

“I don't know, babe! I don't think
so,” her boyfriend Danny replied.

And here the young man eyed over his
youthful, sexy, untouched girlfriend – as his mind wondered over the many
possibilities that this weekend alone with the pretty lass could result in. You
see, the 19 year old's step-mother had gone out of town on a little trip of
sorts. She was set to return some time on monday... or was it tuesday? Maybe
even thursday!

Danny wasn't so sure, and he really
didn't care. So long as it would be
after
sunday! The horny lad planned
on delivering a
big
surprise to his virgin girlfriend, Kayla. They were
inexperienced lovers, true, but Danny wished to make that a thing of the past
come this weekend...

“Well, I hope you're right. She
won't care if we're here?” Kayla inquired rather nervously, as she rubbed one
of her arms in a hesitant manner.

“It'll be fine,” Danny smiled
reassuringly as they crossed the threshold of his front door – and with that,
he closed the door behind them with a loud
thud!
It caused the on-edge
Kayla to jolt upright in shock.

“Danny!” She shouted.

But all he could do was stare down
at her sumptuous ass... gazing upon the sheer perfection of those untouched
cheeks. How delightful they appeared in her tiny shorts. Oooh... how that girl
could wear a pair of short jean shorts! The way that material hugged so
seductively to her rump – holding nice and snug along the curve of her bottom.
Each step was a walking porn show to the highly aroused Danny. It wasn't easy
to remain a virgin at 19... he'd spent so many nights dreaming of her hot body,
imagining what could be done with it – and all the things she could do with his
stiff rod. Mmm... a virgin tongue to slide along his shaft and suck up the
gooey remnants! That's what he wanted!

He was all set to have the best two
days of his life – and the sight of Kayla's round, juicy derriere only seemed
to cement this fact.

But, things never seem to go as
planned when love and lust are involved...

***

***

“Oh, ho! Mister...” Kayla said,
raising an eyebrow in contempt. “And what do we have here?”

“What? What is it?” Danny sputtered,
bewildered by her sudden comment.

He looked over to his right, where
Kayla was standing by the living room couch – a pair of purple lace panties in
her hand. She allowed the seductive lingerie to rest on a single finger,
holding it accusingly toward the young, blushing fellow.

“Uh, well...” He began slowly, “You
see Kay... those belong to Alicia! You know, my step-mom!”

Perhaps normally this excuse would
go unbelieved, but the manner in which he shouted the words told Kayla, in that
very moment, that he was indeed telling the truth.

“Oh...” She giggled, dropping them
immediately. “She has nice taste, anyway!”

“Yeah, thanks...” Danny nodded
mockingly. Although, he did have to agree.

Alicia, his step-mom (Well, not even
that actually. It was the woman who adopted him a few years back after a bit of
bad luck), was a mature woman with a
fine
physique. The kind of
drop-dead gorgeous, older MILF that handed out more neck cranks than a
professional wrestler! Wide hips with a tiny waist... large, full breasts and a
thick booty that looked extra good in tight leggings – although it specialized
in steamy lingerie, as was evinced by the pair left on the living room couch.

He felt a little awkward picturing
her as a sexual creature, but his inner yearnings could never restrain
themselves entirely. The young man had spent more than a few nights fantasizing
about the lusty cougar. How she would traipse around the house in nothing but a
pair of cotton panties and one of Danny's t-shirts... as if they were dating!
She, of course, just did it for comfort – or so he told himself. As he would
gaze at her toned legs, and once or twice, let his eyes scan upward when she
bent over to reach into the dishwasher or pick up some dirty socks from the
floor.

Oh my! How that always made his
virgin cock jump with delight... seeing the sexy woman present her ass to him –
at least that's how he imagined it! But again, these were all innocent
gestures... or so he told himself. Danny occupied more than a few nights trying
to convince himself that these little displays of eroticism by Alicia were
nothing more than accidents. And rightfully so! Could he actually suspect his
step-mom of
trying
to arouse him?! It was ludicrous!

But anyway... Danny shook his head,
returning his horny thoughts back to the present – where his tight-bodied
girlfriend awaited his eager shaft. The girl had not explicitly told him that
they would be fucking each other's brains out during the weekend... but her
certainly assumed so! And why not? When your attractive, nubile girlfriend
accepts an offer to spend a few days at your house, all alone, with no
interruptions... one could only guess what she had in store for the blue-balled
boy!

“Want to grab me a drink?” Kayla
suggested, moving closer to her boyfriend.

“Hard stuff?” He asked, referring
to Alicia's liquor cabinet.

“I sure hope so...” The little minx
replied – and here it happened! For the first time in his life, it happened!

Danny felt the dainty fingers of
Kayla reach down and take hold of his cock! Right through his pants! She rubbed
back and forth, feeling out the hefty object. A little test run of sorts to see
if she would, indeed, enjoy the weekend. And, of course, her request of
something
hard
was definitely coming true.

When a young man is that amped up,
ready and willing, even the slightest brushing of an object against his manhood
will cause it to spring right into action – the proverbial saluting soldier. As
if the commander of the entire army had just entered into the room. His
southern pole stiffened at once. Followed by the bulging of his eyes. Never
would he have expected Kayla to make the first move! But evidently the lusty
lad wasn't the only one with lewdness on the mind.

“Hurry back,” she continued, biting
her lower lip in a provocative manner (as if there was any other kind when
talking about a girl who looked like her).

“Uhh, yeah...” He gulped, trying to
act manly in this moment of weakness. “I'll get something
real
hard for
you, baby...”

Good save there, junior...

And with that, off he went to fetch
the liquid courage. Meanwhile, Kayla remained in the room... a lone hand
wandering down to her nether region, immensely turned on by the sheer fact that
she had just handled a real, live cock! It was her first as well... and she
seemed to be enjoying it.

“Mmm...” She moaned, imagining how
that thick shaft was going to feel spreading her virgin lips apart. A jolt of
nerves coursed through her entire body...

***

***

“Here they are!” Danny shouted as
he re-entered the room. However, being the sly young man that he is, Danny felt
it necessary to rephrase his sentence (after a quick throat clearing). “I mean,
uh, here's your drink, sexy...”

Here the young man bit his own
lower lip, giving Kayla's body a once over in a rather conspicuous manner. It
was certainly an attempt to be appear sexy and suave... but he still needed a
little more practice at it. Even so, Kayla still felt the rush of desire
running through her naughty bits. First times are rarely perfect, right? It's
up to the mind to fill in the blanks and make it seem somewhat enjoyable.

“Mmm, is that still hard for me?”
She purred, reaching out for the glass.

“Well, it's just some whiskey—err,
oh yeah baby...
rock
hard for you!” Danny said, once again remembering
halfway through the comment to become Mr. Sexpot.

“I hope so,” his horny girlfriend
intoned, giving him a seductive stare from over the rim of the glass. Although
she sipped it louder than needed – however, of course, the aroused little
lapdog that Danny had transformed into didn't seem to mind. All he could do was
fantasize about what color panties she'd be wearing beneath those god-awful
tight shorts! How perfect it would be to watch her strip down... swaying those
hips side to side as the shorts slid down her smooth thighs.

Grrr...
he growled at the mere thought of
it.

And judging by the wayward eyes of
Kayla, she had a few naughty thoughts on her mind as well. The young girl was
often prone doing dirty things to her body, thinking about lusty doings. Big
cocks and large boobs... yes, that's right. The sexy lass harbored a few
bi-curious ideas. She'd always fancied the women, though she'd never acted on
those urges. It was just a nasty little secret she liked to keep to herself.
For those warm nights of passion at home alone, with her two fingers running
amuck down the tasty southern slit between her legs. Things she did not even
one she'd shared with Danny.

A desire to see and feel another
tempting feminine booty... to lick a sweet smelling pussy and feel her tongue
gliding in between the plump lips.

However, for the meantime, she kept
her thoughts on the present – and that sturdy cock lurking beneath her
boyfriend's pants.

“Why don't you, uh...” Danny paused
for a moment, the wheels of thought spinning wildly in his cranium.

“Yes?” Kayla inquired with a
giggle.

“Put your, uh... put your hands
down my pants – yeah, stick those dirty fingers down my pants and find out if it's
hard enough for you.”

“You'd like that?” She asked,
knowing the answer all too well.

“Oh yeah, baby... I want you to...
to... grab my cock, mm yeah!”

He certainly had the suave part
down...

“Ok,” Kayla whispered as she bent
down to take one last drink. But, as luck would have it – she began to cough
and gag immediately, not on his cock... but on the drink. For the stinging
liquor had went down the wrong tube, forcing the girl to sputter aloud and even
spit out a bit of liquid (which landed on poor Danny's shirt front – it was
hardly the
wet
liquid he'd hoped Kayla would be spraying all over him).

“What the!” He screeched, jumping
backwards.

“Oh god, I'm so sorry Danny!” She
laughed, turning red in the cheek with embarrassment. “Here let me--”

“No, no, it's fine,” came Danny's
nervous chuckle. A sad attempt to remove some of his growing worry.

As the surprise of being drenched
by a mixture of spit and alcohol had caused his boner to deflate almost
instantaneously. The unfortunate lad's love lance was in need of some desperate
repair... and knowing this, after a moment of self-reflection that is, the boy
was quite alarmed! He certainly didn't want to be known as Mr. Flopcock during
his first sexual encounter! Especially not with such a sexy girl as Kayla.

Just think of that sexy ass in
those tight shorts, damnit!
He
said to himself.
Think about them! Fuck yeah... her hot body and my big
cock... that's what I want!

“Is everything ok?” Kayla asked.

“Yeah, it's cool baby,” Danny
assured her, though his southern pole had not yet resuscitated itself. The
anxiety was getting the best of him. And now worrying thoughts of could he
perform? Would be able to get it up? Sent the boy into a panic which only
caused the scenario to grow more and more bleak.

“Great then,” his girlfriend
whispered, stepping closer.

He knew in a moment that the young
wench would reach a hand out, slide it down his pants... and take hold of a
limp noodle! Something had to be done...

And that's when he saw them...

***