Unpreditable sex stories

Let's start the story with panties off. That means we're past the part where I'm running the tips of my fingers up and down your legs. In what seemed like a pattern of slow, slow, fast, fast but never seems to stick long enough where you want it to. But just enough that you want to see what I can do. With the panties off comes the real teasing. As I slide my finger just along the edge of your pussy. In a clockwise direction. Tingling sensations. A good tingling. It's obvious where I'm going next isn't it? Not so much as I venture south down your inner thigh. Jumping over to the other thigh and running up back to the 'clock'. A few more strokes past midnight and this is becoming just a little too much as sweet juices start to seep out of your still unparted lips. I immediately use this opportunity to rub my finger straight through the middle. Opening the lips, wetting my finger, and giving you a slight gasp. A nice slippery slide down the left, and up the right makes you whimper ever so slightly because you know I'm not done teasing quite yet.

My clockwise motions around your pussy seem to narrow getting smaller and smaller. Small enough that only one thing could possibly fit in such a beautifully crafted circle. One more run through the center as I instinctively find your clit and start circling it ever so gently. Sometimes to the left, and sometimes to the right. If there is a pattern you really can't tell and you really don't care because now it's starting to feel real good. Your breathing is getting heavier and your body tensing. Focusing on my finger, following it with your mind, itching for more. My lips close around your mouth and yours instinctively do the same. You give a slight opening with your tongue ready. An invitation not hesitated upon as my tongue comes out to greet yours. The activity downstairs never stops, or misses a beat as we continue making out.

My lips part from yours drawing over your cheek with a kiss, down your shoulder for another kiss. The top of your chest down to your stomach the kisses continue. Just above your hip is the last kiss before I slide back up for a kiss on your lips. As I open my mouth wider to allow for more frenching you mirror in anticipation. I drop all the way down to your other lips completely throwing you off. I slide my tongue along your inner right thigh straight to your pussy. The same clockwork the finger did, the tongue now follows, except it feels so much better this time. So much more intricate and pleasing. You go back to closing your eyes, focusing on long deep breaths. Your hands instinctively reach for my head holding it down in case there was just a thought of surfacing for air or a break. But there never was ;) My tongue continues what it does best. Being long, slippery, unconstrained and unpredictable. Pleasing each and every corner of your pussy and clit. Taking a moment to focus on one then the other then both.

You start stretching and breathing harder. Your fingers grasping at my head as I bring my free hand up near your mouth. You take a finger in your mouth rolling your tongue around it. Something to keep it preoccupied as the rest of your body swims in pleasure. I can't stop, I don't want to stop, and you don't want me to stop either, but eventually it becomes too much for either of us to continue on. We must move on to other activities. I mean the night's only just beginning. . .

This happened when I was 18 back in 2007, and it was the best sex I ever had. The sex was with a former friend’s mom who was and still is best friends with my mom. Cindy was in her late 30’s at the time and she was also married. She has one son who I was friends with for almost six years all through high school.
By the time we graduated high school her son, Randy, had become a complete ass and thought he was better than me. He started out as a nice enough guy, but then as the years passed he became such an obnoxious ass that there were only a few people who still liked him or hung out with him by the time graduation arrived.
Randy enlisted in the Army and moved away right after graduation. Cindy’s husband is a civil engineer and travels a lot for his job as he oversees highway construction projects all over the Midwest. One day my mom told me that Cindy needed some help moving stuff around her house and with her husband and son both gone mom thought I could stop by after work and help her out.
So I stopped by after working my summer construction job the next day. I get there and I am still dirty and messy from the day of work outdoors. I told her that I was sorry I was so dirty, but I just got off work. Cindy had me help her move a dresser out of her son’s room and into the garage as she wanted to paint it.
She ended up asking me what had happened with her son and I. I told her a sanitized version of what had happened making sure not to blame her son as I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. She told me she was sorry and that Randy had some issues with drugs and alcohol.  It turns out he joined the military to avoid starting his adult life on probation.

We had some pleasant conversation, but eventually I left and went home and got cleaned up. A few days later my mom told me that Cindy needed my help again. That she would like it if I would be able to stop by for a couple of hours on Saturday. It was a non work day for me so the last thing I wanted to do was house work, but she was nice enough and I had guessed that she was lonely now that it was just her in her house most days. So Saturday morning I got up, took a shower, got dressed and headed over there. She had finished painting that dresser we had moved and needed my help to move it back into the bedroom.

We made some small talk afterwards and she fixed me a drink. She sat down on the couch next to me and put her hand on leg. She started telling me about how much she missed her son and how lonely she gets with her husband not being around. As she looked into my eyes she told me she was thankful that I was willing to help her. At this point I still just thought I was there to move furniture.  At 18 I was pretty naive.

When I didn’t pick up on her first overture she started more aggressively flirting with me. Rather than passively just having her hand on my leg she started squeezing my leg and slowly moved it up closer to my cock as the conversation went on. Even if mentally I didn’t get what she was doing right away my dick sure did as it quickly got completely hard. The light bulb finally came on when she put her hand on my erection and slowly licked her lips. I told her she was beautiful and that I wanted to be there for her. Then I kissed her and for some reason I was still surprised when she kissed me back.

My hands began to wonder and they soon found her C cup breasts. I groped her for a good ten minutes as we continued to kiss. Finally, I broke away from her mouth and I told her I was willing to do whatever she wanted. She shot me down telling me that we had already gone too far.

I finally found my courage as I told her I wanted more and that it was now or never. I told her that I was going to her bedroom and asked her to come with me. I didn’t really think it would work, but she said okay.

Once we got into her bedroom we started kissing and touching. I undid her jean shorts and let them drop to the floor. She pulled her t-shirt up and off and was standing there in just her bra and panties.

I undressed and soon my 7 inches of manhood was pointing straight up and eagerly anticipating what was to come. She rubbed it and said that she knew this was wrong, but that she wanted it so bad. She took her bra off and I saw her tits. I pulled her panties down and saw a neatly trimmed bush up top while the area around her pussy lips was completely shaved.

We got down on the bed and without any other foreplay I slid my dick into her. I was eager as it was my first time, but I didn’t tell her that. Obviously I didn’t last very long, but I don’t think she realized I was a virgin. I came into her pussy and it felt so good. At the time I didn’t realize it was a faux pas to cum in a girl’s pussy without asking her first, but she didn’t say anything.

I walked in the front door after a long day at work. I was feeling down in the dumps like I usually do after work. My wife was right there to greet me with the most passionate kiss I've ever felt. We're making out and she starts unbuttoning my pants and takes my cock out. Its only been 30 seconds and I'm rock hard already. She has a way of doing that. Our tongues dance around each others mouths as she strokes my dick. Then she whispers in my ear "get in the shower." So I do and she follows. After I wash myself off to make sure I'm clean, she kisses all the way down my neck, chest and stomach, hips, and finally kisses the base of my dick. I feel her breath on me. Then she glides her tongue up my shaft and then starts working in a circular motion on my head. Fuck this feels so good. Its probably been a year since she's sucked me. She keeps up working on my head with her mouth and tongue, while she's stroking my dick at the same time. She looks straight up at me with her beautiful hazel eyes and slightly takes my dick out of her mouth for a second, precum hanging between her lips. "I love you" I tell her. "I love you too" she tells me back right as she goes back down. Fuck. I can't hold on much longer. She bobs up and down on my cock, each time going a little further down, until all 8 inches of me are in her mouth and throat. Up and down, up and down and her tongue works it's magic. I can't take it anymore. She's never let me cum in her mouth in our 6 years together, which sucks but I'm somewhat ok with it. I tell her I'm going to bust. She stops and looks up at me and smiles. She said "Then I want to feel your cum hit the back of my throat." Holy shit. She goes back down and keeps sucking me like she's never going to see me again. I'm done. I feel my body quiver as the first shot of cum hits her throat. She keeps sucking with such intensity and grabs my ass, pulling me toward her. I feel 2,3, 5 more waves of cum come out as it drenched her mouth and throat as she just keeps sucking harder. Once I'm completely drained, she slowly works her lips back up to my head, and sends me off with a little kiss on the tip. Then she looks straight up at me and smiles as she spits a little bit of cum out. "So how was your day today?" She asks me with just a little white spot below her lip.

I woke up to the sound of traffic, coming from outside. We were still on the stage where we had the bachelorette party for my bandmates the night before, and the first thing I saw were two butt cheeks, mounting like hills in front of my eyes, as I must've slept resting my head on the back of the woman they belonged to.I sat up, halfway, and looked around. Strewn across the stage were bodies of girls in varying states of undress. One of them, a young, short-haired brunette, was sleeping in my lap, her dress pulled halfway down her body and her small perky breasts rubbing my leg. The woman whose butt I had met was a curly-haired blonde who slept on her stomach on the floor.In one corner, slouched against the drum set I could see Bibi with two women curled up against her, all of them naked and one resting her hand on Bibi's breast as she slept. Stef was still tied to the microphone stand, kneeling with her head slumped down, her hands held up by the strap around her wrist. She only wore her jacket, her large tits hanging nipples-down onto her belly.Nadia and Taziana were sleeping on the other side, with Nadia between Taz' legs, her nose nuzzling the short, dark pubes of her fiancee. The two girls who had eaten them out the night before were spooning them, all four sleeping soundly.I scratched my side, trying to move. I had no clue what time it was or where my clothes were and my bladder was killing me. I tried to get out from underneath the brunette and make my way towards something like a bathroom, but when I moved, she stirred and moaned, blinking her eyes a few times before she looked up at me. She smiled with a very bright and happy smile, and to my surprise began nudging my clit with her nose, kissing it gently and caressing it with her tongue.I don't quite remember what we had done the night before, or rather, which of the things that I had done were with her, but she seemed to remember me quite fondly, licking me between the labia just the way I like it. "I gotta pee," I moaned, not quite wanting for her to stop, but having to go anyway. For a second I considered just peeing into one of the many empty bottles the floor was littered with, just so I didn't have to interrupt her too long."I know," she whispered, and then opened her mouth wide and lodged her lips firmly all around my labia, looking up at me expectantly and ready, with big, blue eyes. I closed my eyes and let it go into her mouth, hearing the stream fill it up, listening to her gulp and sputter as she drank piss right out of my hole.When I was finished she continued to suck, reaching for a bottle. Rubbing my clit with one hand, she inserted the bottle, bottom first, into my wide, slippery cunt, holding it by the neck and fucking me fast and hard with it. "Oh god yes!" I moaned as quiet as I could while she thrusted the bottle as deep up my fanny as it would go. "Mmmh, going to bed with my hand in you and waking up getting fucked with a bottle," she said. "I hope that is the way you like it."I didn't remember her fisting me, but last night my holes were both probed by dozens of fingers and sore all around, so it was possible. And she was right, that was just the way a kinky lesbian musician like me would want to get treated by her fans. She grabbed another bottle and pressed it on my pelvis, squeezing my clit between the hard glass surfaces as the thick flask slid in and out. I came quickly and intensely, releasing even more liquid as she pulled the bottle out, squirting it against her face.I lay back for a moment, catching my breath as she caressed my pussy, but eventually got up. I picked up my orange suit from a corner of the stage and dug out my phone. The time was 10:30, the wedding was at 12:00. "Fuck," I said and hurriedly shook my bandmates, waking them up. "Get up!" I told Nadia and Taz, "you need to get married!" They scrambled to get dressed in their wedding gowns again as I untied Stef and woke her up as well, helping her find her purple pants.Then I went to Bibi, slapping her when shaking and yelling wouldn't help until she finally yawned and stretched. It took her a while to realize where she was and what she was supposed to do, but when she finally did, she was the first to get up and get ready, dragging Taz and Nadia along as we ran out of the club to find a cab.Luckily, yellow cabs were ubiquitous in San Francisco. Unluckily, finding one that would pick up five ragged looking girls was more difficult. We finally managed to convince a middle aged driver with dread locks to get us to the church we were supposed to be, and arrived there at barely 11:30. I paid the cabbie as the others ran inside, and followed after them.It was supposed to be a private ceremony, so we were greeted only by the pastor who would conduct it, a pale, black haired woman in her 30s, with a long, beautiful face and full lips, slightly narrow eyes and a tall, slender figure, much of which was hidden underneath a purple robe she was wearing. "Hello," she said, greeting us. "I am Chris." She shook all of our hands, and did her best to ignore the dirty, crumpled clothes, messy hair and sleepless eyes we all sported.The brides introduced us and she spoke a little with Nadia and Taz while the other three of us were taking up positions. We wore our colourful suits, orange for me, pink for Bibi and purple for Stef. The night at the club showed its signs on us, as much of Bibi's blouse was stained in something I assumed was Nadia's piss, and much of my suit was covered in dirty spots and something that upon closer inspection looked suspiciously like dried pussy slime. Stef made it through best, I think, as the dark material didn't show many stains.The ceremony itself was rather short. Chris talked a little about the love of god, and how beautiful his creation is, how beautiful we are and how the greatest beauty of all was the commitment of two people towards one another. There was a little bit of singing, and then Taz and Nadia exchanged rings and were kissing one another. They looked wonderful, Nadia's tall, perfectly shaped body in a short, ruffled dress and Taz in a long, flowing wedding gown that could not be any more puffy.They kissed long and passionately, Taz' hand resting on the large bust of her, now, wife, the sight of which made me grin, but seemed to make the pastor a little uncomfortable. We cheered and applauded, and then they turned and kissed Chris as well, squeezing her between themselves and covering her face in kisses. I gave a signal, and us three bridesmaids charged forward and grabbed the newly weds, taking them by surprised as we dragged them each to a chair, sitting them down and binding their wrists behind their backs.The three of us bridesmaids then stepped in front of them. "We thought, before you enjoy your wedding night, you'll each need to go through a series of chores to earn your freedom again," I explained, grinning at my other two bridesmaids. "So each of us will give you a task." Chris stood a little aside, still baffled by the kisses and unsure of what she should do with us. I smiled at her and invited her over. "Please, be our guest," I said to her. "This is just for fun!"She smiled uneasily, but stepped up besides me and watched. First, it was my turn. "Well," I started. "Since we drank a lot yesterday and everything was hurried this morning, I thought you might need to relieve yourself, and so I've got just the thing for you." I pulled two empty bottles out of my pockets and put them on the floor in front of each bride, then helped them stand up. "You'll need to aim right, though," I said, pulling up Nadia's skirt and helping her open her pussy lips as her hands were still tied.The blonde, busty girl blushed, especially as she was watched by a stranger, and a pastor at that, but really couldn't hold it in any longer and drops of pee splattered down onto the floor. The dripping became a stream, and the stream became a sprinkle as she tried, in vain, to hit the narrow bottle opening, instead spraying it all over the place. Chris the pastor watched, uneasy but fascinated, as Nadia sank back onto the chair and I turned to her wife.Taziana had a better technique, turning around and bending forward across the chair as she pushed her butt out, Bibi rolling up her skirt until we were greeted by her bare buttocks, her darkly framed pussy lips already dripping underneath. She gushed immediately, shooting out a fountain of piss and managed to hit the bottle with it a couple of times, filling it up a little.When she was finished, Stefania went and picked up the bottles while I helped Taz to sit back down. I held them side by side for comparison. "Well, it seems Taz is in the lead," I said laughing and sipped on Taziana's bottle with a grin. I handed the bottles back to Stef who eyed me sideways, but then took a sip on them as well.Meanwhile, Bibi stepped up and opened a backpack she had brought with her. "I thought," she explained as she pulled out one candy-coloured rubber dildo after another, wiggling them in her hands, "I thought we'll need to test just how much each of you can take, cock-wise." She walked up to the two girls and ran a dildo against their cheeks, one in each hand. Nadia instinctively opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around it, while Taz just eyed the many colourful rubber things suspiciously.I walked up next to Barbara who handed me a few of the dildos while she went to work on Nadia. The busty blonde went down on all fours, still sucking on a light blue dildo in her mouth as my butch friend pushed up her skirt and slapped her pale butt cheeks before she pushed the first rubber cock up her wet pussy, rough and raw. The bride groaned, but held steady.I turned to Taz and looked her deep in the eye, holding a red dildo between our faces. "So which hole do you think can take more?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes. "Fine," she answered, "you got me. Try my ass." I grinned as she bent across the chair once more, pushing out her butt almost flirtatiously. Stef helped me hold up her skirt as I slowly screwed the first dildo into her tight anus. She moaned all the way, and I could feel her dark-haired twat get wet and hot as I probed her.When I looked sideways, I saw Nadia already groaning and breathing heavily, three dildos crammed up her gaping cunt hole, while to my surprise the pastor was helping Bibi, holding the dildos while she tried to fit a fourth one inside. "Well, we got some catching up to do," I said, squeezing a clear-white floppy cock besides the red one inside Taziana's ass.She screamed as it split her open. "Godd, it's too big!" Breathing deep and hard as I tried to push it in, she finally protested. "Goddammit Anna, my asshole is not your mother's cunt! I can't take any more!" I stopped pushing, slapping her butt for her remark. "You better have a look at your wife's cunt, princess," I said, watching Nadia take the fifth dildo in while Taz was struggling with two. "Okay, okay, I give up!" Taziana said finally, "just get it out of me!"While Bibi and me were carefully pulling the dildos back out, Stefania stood up between us and began her turn. "I thought it would be good to have some nice wedding pictures, to mark the occasion," she said sweetly as she could, while she took pictures with both bride's cell phones as they were squirming, their holes stuffed, their dresses stained with piss and beer, their hair in a mess and bound by their wrists. "And to make it especially memorable, I'll send your wedding pictures to three random people in your contacts."Nadia and Taz watched in horror as she scrolled briskly through their contacts, sending got knows what to god knows who. She handed the phones back to them when she was finished, and we untied their hands again. Both brides fervently looked through their sent messages. "God, my boss!" Nadia said loud. "That'll be interesting when I'm back at work." Taz sighed relieved. "Nobody important, except my niece. And I think she... well, she's a dyke anyway."Stef grinned and clapped her hands happily. "I think we're done here," she laughed. I looked at Chris and said: "I think it's only fair that our guest gets to participate, too." The pastor's eyes grew big and she raised her hands. "Oh my, no, that's... that's very nice, but I don't think... I can't think of anything," she said hastily, smiling uneasy. I turned between her and the brides and shrugged. "Maybe the final task would be for the two newly-weds to prove that they can actually please a woman."Nadia and Taz looked at each other and then walked towards Chris, hand in hand, with swaying hips. Chris stood with her back against the altar, unsure what to do, but too intrigued to just run away. The two girls kissed her again, Taz groping her breasts through her robes while Nadia ran her hand down to her crotch. Together, they pulled up the long, heavy garment, revealing some sexy white lingerie on a smooth, slender body. The pastor liked to feel hot when she went to service.When they pulled the robe over her head, Taz bent her back across the altar while Nadia knelt between her legs, pulling her panties aside. I caught a glimpse of a thin strip of black pubic hair above large, swollen red labia before Nadia's blonde head dove down on them, smacking her lips as she sucked the pastor's clit. Chris arched up at the sensation and Taz did the same with her small, perky tits, taking them into her mouth one by one, pinching her nipples between her teeth.Bibi, Stef and me took a seat on some chairs and couldn't hold back any longer, opening our pants and rubbing ourselves as we watched the scene. Nadia took a break from sucking on the cherry red clit and wet two fingers with her saliva, pushing them straight into Chris' ass as she went back down to munch some more on her pussy. The woman thrashed and moaned loud and unearthly on the altar. Taz looked at her wife and smiled, then knelt down besides her, running her hand fast across Chris' crotch, rubbing her hard and wild while the blonde fingered her tight anus.And suddenly, Taz slipped four fingers into the pastor's wet wide cunt, pushing them in like it was a jeans pocket, fucking her hard and deep in time to Nadia's ass probing. Chris screamed and yelled, her body convulsing into almost impossible positions before she came loud and hard, grabbing the two women by their hair and shouting her horniness out across the whole chapel.She sank back exhausted onto the altar as the two brides pulled their fingers out of her, watching her pussy run over from juice, soaking the cloth underneath her. That's how we left her when we went out to get back to our hotel, accompanying our friends to their wedding night and their new life as wifes.