Untamed Passion

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I peered through the sliding glass door of my own house, and I was pretty sure that I had finally caught the little minx. Hell, I couldn’t blame the

guy, if Donna had asked me to come to somebody else’s house and fuck her eyes out I would have been hard pressed to say no.

The problem was, Donna was babysitting my kid, in my house, and I had specifically told her…no company. From the beginning, I had suspected she was laughing up her sleeve at me, nodding and saying ‘yes sir’ and then doing as she damned well pleased. It shouldn’t have surprised me, hell, my wife did it to me all the time. The problem is, Donna is so hot and so

seductive that I just let her get away with it.

Donna has short black hair, a pretty face, big brown eyes, and a long slender body with breasts just a little fuller than you’d expect on a girl so slender… absolutely fuckable and just eighteen years old. Every time I saw her I got a hardon. Of course, my wife Sybil hated her, so I insisted that we keep hiring her even after I had my suspicions about what she was doing in our house after we left at night.

Tonight Sybil was truly occupied, a friend was in the hospital and I had sneaked back to check on Donna. Sybil thought I was going over to the

office to work until her visit was over. I looked down at my wristwatch…I had three hours before I had to pick Sybil up.

I could see the guy’s blonde hair sticking up over the back of the couch, and I could see his shoes on the floor, along with a pile of something that looked suspiciously like the sundress Donna had been wearing when we left the house.

I slid the door open, hoping I wasn’t making enough noise to alert the two of them. I needn’t have worried, Donna had turned on the MTV station on the television and it was blaring. I made my way slowly over to the sofa, planning to say something clever like “AHA! I’ve caught you at last!”

Never happened.

When I reached a point where I could see over the back of the sofa, I could see that his eyes were facing the ceiling and they were closed tight. Donna, absolutely naked and looking spectacular, was on her knees on the sofa and her mouth was stuffed with his rather large penis. She was happily sucking away on it as her fingers played between her legs. I had never seen her hnaked before, but believe me when I say I had fantasized about it a thousand times.

Her eyes were wide open and looking up at his face. When my face popped into view, she didn’t even slow down, the grin on her face around his cock just got wider. She winked at me and began to make a special effort to put on a show for me.

Donna sucked his cock deep into her throat, so deep that she buried her nose against his pelvic bone. I heard him gasp, but he never opened his

eyes…and Donna never took her liquid brown eyes off of mine. Lifting her head, she used her tongue to trace every inch of his cock, and then she took first one and then the other heavy testicle into her mouth. She sat a little

straighter so that I could get a better look at her tits, and she pinched her nipples so that I could get a look at them fully erect. The little bitch wanted me to watch her.

I’m just a man, as Sybil constantly reminds me. I watched, and Donna watched me watching. Every time her mouth separated from his cock I

could hear her egging him on. “Cum for me Steve,” she said, “I’m going to

make you shoot all that nasty cum right in my mouth baby.” Donna engulfed his entire length again before coming up for air. “Isn’t that what you want baby, to watch me play with your hot nasty cum with my tongue?

Don’t you want to watch me lick it off your belly and then eat it like ice cream?” She was practically cooing at him.

The poor guy was writhing on the sofa, his hips thrusting towards her mouth each time she sucked him in…and the things she was saying! Hell, my cock was so hard I had to take it out and stroke it as I watched and listened! Donna’s eyes widened when she saw that! If anything, she got wilder and the talk got nastier as I jacked off watching them.

She ended up telling him I was watching. I’ll give the kid credit…if some chick giving me the blowjob of my life and telling me how she was gonna lick my cum up like candy told me suddenly that someone was watching me, my cock would have shriveled like a punctured balloon. Not this kid!

He opened his eyes and saw me jacking off behind him and he just put his hand on Donna’s head and pushed down on it. Donna loved it.

Since I wasn’t hiding any more, I walked around in front of the sofa so I could get a better view of Donna’s sweet body. I sat on the ottoman and pulled it close so that I could touch her as she sucked him. I ran my hands over her smooth ass and fondled her full tits before running my hands over the flat muscles of her belly. When my fingers felt between her legs, her pussy was sopping wet, her juices streaming down the insides of her thighs.

Her hips jerked as I rubbed her clit with my thumb, and I could feel her little jerky movements as she tried to capture one of my fingers between the lips of her pussy. I was determined not to let that happen…Donna wasn’t the only person in the room who knew how to tease.

I crawled up on the sofa behind her, sitting between her feet and began to spread the cheeks of her ass with my thumbs. I teased her little puckered rosebud with my fingers and stroked the insides of her thighs softly with my thumbs, and Donna was shaking like a leaf. She was moaning now more than talking.

I heard Steve groan loudly as he began shooting into her mouth. True to her word, Donna put on a show with his cum that not only had me hard as a rock, she made Steve hard again too. I leaned against the back of the sofa to get a better view of her working mouth, and I could see the thick white cream overflowing her lips and flowing down to cover his balls. She moved the white stuff around with her tongue, making kittenish noises to show her pleasure at the texture and taste…and her general joy at having his cum in her mouth. Donna sure made a believer out of me.

I watched her as she cleaned every drop of his cum from his balls and his belly, and then I watched as she used her fingers to collect every drop that was stuck to her face and breasts. Steve was squeaky clean when she finished with him.

She turned around so that she was almost sitting in Steve’s lap and her face was lying in mine…so close that I could feel her hot breath on my cock.

“You’re home early Mr. Weyland,” she whispered huskily. “Did you get excited watching me suck Steve’s cock?” Donna didn’t wait for an answer, she curled her fingers around my stiff shaft and began to stroke me. She locked eyes with me for the second time and pulled one of my hands to her full breast, ensuring that my fingers found her nipples and squeezed them as hard as I could. I obliged her, and the harder I squeezed, the more she

seemed to enjoy it.

She was making those kitten noises of pleasure again, and I could see that Steve’s hands were busy between her legs. Her eyes got kind of a glassy look and suddenly I felt her lips close over the tip of my cock. It seemed an awfully frantic kind of sucking, and I felt her tongue narrow and try to penetrate the slit on the tip of my glans. I jerked a little at that, it was

something Sybil had never tried to do and I couldn’t remember any of my high school or college sweethearts trying it either. It sure as hell felt good.

She wasn’t satisfied with just sucking me for long. Taking her mouth off me just long enough to talk to Steve for a second, she turned and begged him to fuck her. I watched her face as he slid his big cock into her, it was like watching a junkie getting fix. I was more than a little jealous, as Steve’s cock was quite a bit larger than mine. If it weren’t for the stroke of luck I had later because his cock was so much bigger, my ego might have suffered some lasting damage that night.

Her ragged breathing soon became synchronized with Steve’s thrusts, and each time he buried his cock in her, she slammed her lips down around the base of my cock and sucked me into her throat. She was doing something with her throat muscles that felt as if she were swallowing water or something, and the throat action was driving me completely insane.

I wanted to get up and fuck her, but she was getting all the dick she needed there from Steve…and I felt that little stab of jealousy until I realized that she intended for me to cum in her mouth the way Steve had. The thought raised my excitement level considerably, and I tangled my hands in her short hair and began to thrust roughly into her throat.

Donna didn’t object to my ruthless fucking of her mouth, she seemed to relish it. I stayed in rhythm with Steve and Donna just sort of laid there taking it, but she was making a hell of a racket…she sounded like one of those ladies in the porn videos riding a Sybian for the first time.

I couldn’t help myself, Donna’s passive sucking of my cock was just too much for me and I began to spew into her throat. She locked her hands around my ass cheeks and pulled me into her until her lips encircled the

base of my cock. Her eyes never left mine, and she refused to quit sucking me, even when it became so tender that it hurt me for her to continue. It was easy to see that she was focused on Steve’s cock ramming into her pussy.

In spite of the pounding her slender body had been taking, Donna wasn’t done yet. She lay face down on the sofa, her lungs heaving. It was plain to Steve and I that she was gathering her strength for the next onslaught…I just hoped I was up for it.

I wanted to give her hell for having somebody over when she wasn’t supposed to, but it’s hard to raise hell with someone whose cheerful

crooked grin is dripping with your cum. Her head was resting on my thigh, and every few minutes her tongue would flick out and caress my cock, or she would nuzzle my balls. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she whispered. “What kept you…I’ve done everything except rip off my clothes and beg…”

I didn’t have an answer, and I guess she really didn’t expect one. The whole time she was playing with my cock she had kept Steve’s drained penis inside her. He just sat there looking stupid and kept his mouth shut, which was probably the most intelligent thing he’d managed to do in his entire life.

Donna started sucking me again in earnest when my cock started to swell. She told me she had something she wanted to try and that I was the perfect solution for her. I couldn’t help but be intrigued. She continued her eye

contact with me as she dragged Steve off the couch and put him on the floor. It was clear that she loved the feel of his very large cock in her, but it was just as clear that she was getting off because I was watching her.

When she had Steve’s cock fully inside her, she gave her hips a sexy wiggle and crooked her forefinger at me. She grabbed my newly erect cock and tugged me around to a position behind her. “I want you to fuck me in the

ass Wayne,” she said in a low husky voice laden with lust. I had never been so happy to have the smallest cock in the room.

Donna laid down on top of her boyfriend, mashing those perfect tits down on top of his chest and raising her ass in the air. I could see half of his cock was still inside her, but I was focused on the puckered rosebud of her ass.

Donna’s hand pulled my cock to the entrance to her ass and guided me inside.

She was hot, tight and dry…but I could feel my own precum filling her anal cavity. Donna was whimpering, but she wasn’t in pain, she was horny. It was her that began to move first, I just stayed still, afraid that I might hurt her. I could feel her pushing back, taking more of my swollen cock in her ass. Jesus she felt good!

I could feel Steve’s cock slamming into her through the thin membrane separating her ass and her pussy, and I could sense Donna’s rising

excitement and it was transmitting itself to me. I started to pump slowly in and out of her ass. Donna’s whimpers turned to moans and she started talking to both of us through tightly gritted teeth, daring us to fuck her harder, deeper.

She turned into a wild woman between us, whipping her head back and forth and using language that would have made a hooker blush. It was the wildest sex I’d ever experienced. Donna didn’t wait for us to cum, she started early and each time she came she yelped loudly and clawed at Steve’s chest.

“You aren’t really going to stop using me as a babysitter are you?” Donna asked. Steve had left us half an hour before, but Donna was still naked, lying on the floor in front of me. She seemed to really be getting off over

my staring at her. She raised her arms and put them behind her head, thrusting her breasts up so that I could get a better look at them.

“No,” I told her, “but you can expect to feel my cock in your ass every chance I get.” She rolled over onto her stomach and spread her legs, wiggling her ass enticingly. “I’m waiting…”