A Weed in the Garden Part III, a short story by harrylime. Date added: 2012-07-21. Times viewed: 4571.
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- Intro: She moved behind me and I felt her hands on my sweaty pounding bottom.
A WEED IN THE GARDEN PART III
My Jesse returned from the spa with a thrice washed colon, finger and toe nails of perfect symmetry and hair coloring a noticeable lighter shade of blond than at 9AM this morning.
She told me she had not eaten anything all day since the scone I had fed her for breakfast. I was pleased to hear this for I did so love the slender look of her haunches when she presented her bottom to me for impalement. For reward, I allowed her to nibble on my cock before we went to the pub to meet “Posh” Polly, the upper class bird that swung both ways.
I was very careful not to muss Jesse’s hair or get any cum stains on her leather jacket. She was my “bait” to get the reluctant Polly to open up her back door nice and wide for me. I did appreciate the 2 inches she allowed me the previous evening, but I had gotten really spoiled by sliding my 10 inches all the way up Jesse’s rectal channel. The feel of that fluttering sphincter stretched tightly around my thick shaft was a taste of sheer heaven. This Polly was even tighter but she was as sensitive and delicate about anal impalement as a nun on a religious retreat.
As always, I did my prayers in private for I did not want to cause consternation in any person’s suspicious mind because of my ethnic background. I tended to blend in well in this den of iniquity when I did my hedonistic best to suck up all the perks of a decaying society. I had allowed PC Alice Anderson (Real name unknown) to witness my prayers in the closet at the police station after I had cleansed her precious sanctuary with the seeds of enlightenment. It was so relaxing to hear her whisper the words of female gratitude in my own language after I stroked her dedicated furnace to her shuddering climax. The sight of the uniformed policewoman at my feet right after I had filled her pulsating pussy was most gratifying even if I knew full well she was not whom she purported to be.
Jesse caused quite a stir in the pub. It was a bit more evident than her usual reception. There was a certain “glow” about her that I shamefully credited to my recent deposit of sticky cum down her lovely throat. In retrospect, I suspect it was due to the expert cleansing of her internal organs at the spa this very afternoon. Before we left the house, I had spent some time lubricating and scenting Jesse’s lovely pussy and pucker hole with her special strawberry flavored cream and perfume. I told her Polly probably wanted to taste her flavor and “first impressions” are important.
Polly was seated by herself at a corner table and had three glasses and a carafe of wine in front of her. It looked like she had already started by herself. I followed Jesse into the circular booth allowing her to press up next to the very classy looking Polly. In fact, Polly looked completely out of place in this “normal people” pub. She looked like she should be alighting from a chauffeur driven Rolls at the theater.
I saw Polly allow her hand to rest in Jesse’s lap and I knew she was “hooked” Jesse batted her beautiful eyes at the striking upper class girl and sipped on the glass of wine that Polly had poured for her.
“I do think you look ever so nice, Polly. I wish I could look so nice like you.”
Polly leaned closer and whispered something in Jesse’s ear that caused my well-trained anal slave to blush an uncommon shade of pink. I could only imagine what she said, but when Polly’s hand began to explore Jesse’s panty line under the table, my live-in girlfriend merely opened her legs and let her own arm drape around Polly’s shoulders in a show of possessiveness not common to her normal attitude.
About 2 carafes later, we all piled into Polly’s mini-cooper and headed to the apartment. I was driving because both Polly and Jesse were 3 sheets to the wind and I had wisely sipped very moderately. Polly was holding Jesse up whilst I dug out the key but I do believe it should have been the other way around.
We all flopped onto the sofa and I was astonished to see the normally shy Jesse pull Polly’s beautiful face down into her lap tell her,
“Start licking Princess. My pussy needs some real posh treatment. Get your upper class tongue into Lady Jesse’s pussy.”
Jesse had pulled up her dress during this shocking little speech and her soaking wet knickers were dripping with female juices. I had never seen her so agitated in our period of acquaintance.
When Polly got on her knees in front of the sofa, Jesse grabbed hold of the back of her head and in a confident voice seldom heard, told her,
“I want that pretty pink princess tongue up deep in my pussy right now, Miss prim and proper Polly.”
Poor Polly let her head be pushed deep into Jesse’s strawberry flavored pussy. I heard her slurping with a sound that made my cock stand up nice and tall. I got on my knees behind Polly and pushed her nicely tailored business suit up to her hips. Her French thong was no impediment at all. I merely pushed it to the side and started to shove two of my fingers deep into her brown eye. She was so into eating Jesse’s tasty pussy that she allowed me to bury my two fingers in deep. I was up in her ass about 4 inches with my fingers. I took the opportunity to add my other two fingers to their compatriots inside her tight little sphincter. Now, only my thumb remained in the outside world and I flicked the back of her vagina with it just to see how wet she was inside.
Her pussy was flooded with female juices.
I stretched her pucker hole in all directions and never got a hint of protest. The slurping sounds were picking up in intensity, so I quickly pulled my fingers out and replaced them with my throbbing cock. I had the entire head inside before Polly even suspected I was going up her Hershey highway. She was so involved in bringing Jesse to an earth-shattering orgasm that her feelings below her waist were subordinate to her tongue and mouth. It was real easy just to press forward and slowly slide all 10 inches deep inside her tight little rectal channel. I could feel my cock “bottom out” inside and Polly’s naked ass bounced up against my skin like the best present ever.
Jesse started to scream and yell terrible dirty words, so I realized she was right on the edge of her release. I started to pound Polly’s lovely ass and I could tell by the way her sphincter suddenly clutched my shaft with a fantastically tight band of industrial strength rubber that she was aware of her total anal impalement. I knew she was resigned to the fact that I would be soon flooding her guts with my full load of creamy cum from the way that she pushed back into my invading rock hard cock.
My girlfriend Jesse’s ass was banging hard into the sofa and I saw the little imp squirt long streams of female juices right into the classical beauty face of Polly. Polly’s face was dripping, but she was giggling as she turned around and looked at me driving my 10 inch cock deep inside her. She let her head fall down to the floor and that made her ass stick up at a better angle allowing my cock to press right into her gut. I was thinking “any deeper and I will be coming out her mouth” but she just shook her ass very saucily and pushed back for more.
Her depraved movements made me lose complete control and my greedy cock started to spew its delivery straight up the classy female’s ass. It was a total success of a first time full ass-fucking and I am sure Polly would always remember that particular moment.
I pulled out of Polly’s ass with an audible pop.
We all three laughed and even Polly giggled when it was punctuated with a machine gun like explosion of gas from her battered flanks.
Jesse was going into her “head down, ass up” favorite position and I knew she was feeling a little envious of Polly getting all the ass action and wanted some of her own. Luckily, my cock had recovered almost as soon as I saw Jesse’s brown eye winking at me right in front of my face.
Polly helped me out by pushing my smelly cock into her mouth to help stiffen it up for Jesse’s impalement. I thought she would have been a little finicky about putting an ass flavored cock in her mouth but then again it was her own ass so no danger there.
When I exited Polly’s wet and pussy juiced up mouth scent like fresh strawberries, my cock was standing nice and tall. Polly guided me right into Jesse’s ass using her fingers to pull her puckered rim open for my entry. Jesse was whining something terrible like she had never done this before. I knew it was all show for Polly to convince her she was a “good girl” and didn’t normally do such naughty and perverted things.
I grabbed hold of her slender hips. The girl had absolutely no “love handles” and pulled her back for a full impalement. The silly girl yelled out like she had never been invaded like that before. Polly patted her hand and told her,
“It will be all right, honey; Akmed will make you feel real good. Just breathe through your mouth and try to relax; it will feel a whole lot nicer.”
I almost laughed because my little ass-slave girl had pulled the wool over the eyes of a very smart woman.
Polly was satisfied that Jesse was “taking it” real good now. She moved behind me and I felt her hands on my sweaty pounding bottom. The touch of her beautiful face on my heated behind was most inspiring and made me push ever deeper into my Jesse’s lovely ass. The sophisticated woman spread my ass cheeks and started to lick my crack with her high class tongue. It was so very perverted that I almost shot my load prematurely.
Jesse was grunting now. A very steady groan that filled the apartment. It was so sexy that I am certain all three of us increased our efforts to please the other. Soon the pressure of Polly’s tongue opened my anus rosebud and her tongue began to explore inside my dirt hole. It was a truly delicious feeling and I marveled at the depths of her depravity.
The impaled blond girl looked over her shoulder not at the man invading her most private space but at the woman with her face buried in her invader’s ass. I could tell that my Jesse had moved on from her envious feelings of needing her ass fucked just like Polly’s to the more adventurous experience of licking someone else’s ass or having her ass licked instead. I was certain that right after I deposited my sticky load up Jesse’s lovely buttocks, she would be imploring Polly to lick her ass just like she had licked my hairy bottom.
Sixty seconds later, I was spurting long streams of creamy cum into Jesse’s tight little bottom and Polly was experiencing the contractions of my orgasm right around her deeply buried tongue.
Later, we all played an interesting game of sexual round robin right on the fluffy white carpet. I don’t remember who won, but it was certain there were no losers.
I went to sleep feeling charged up for my first cell meeting and new instructions early tomorrow morning. It all seemed so strange to me now. I wondered which of us was the “real” Akmed.
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