It was hard to believe almost a year had passed since Barb first met Ken. What started out as a 19 year-old's crush turned into a unexpected sexual relationship.
On their first date together, she discovered Ken was incredibly well-endowed.
Her first weekend staying at his place, she discovered his friends were, too. She also learned it was possible to actually enjoy the taste of a man's ejaculate, and that weekend, it seemed she couldn't get enough.
She spent that particular weekend allowing herself to be penetrated dozens of times by men she didn't know, and loved it. And then, in the middle of it all, Ken admitted in a round-about way to being in love with her.
At the time, she wasn't sure how she felt about that. She was definitely infatuated with his body, his demeanor, and she thought she could be happy with just him, but he had shared her with his two roommates and two other "associates." How could he say he loved her, and then be so willing to share her with other men?
Over time, though, she could see it in the way he treated her when she wasn't bouncing her 5'4" 130lb frame on his - or anyone else's - cock. He was always nice to her, even when he didn't have to be.
When they went on a "normal couple" date, he was a total gentleman from the time he picked her up at her Aunt Dori's house, to the time he kissed her goodnight at the front door. After she mentioned she wanted him to meet her parents, he decided to go the extra mile and spent the next few weeks preparing for the occasion. He worked out more regularly in his basement gym. He let Barb manscape his entire body, and he even tried a conservative haircut. With the loss of 20lbs, he easily looked five years younger than his actual age of twenty-nine.
Dinner at the parent's was mostly uneventful. Ken was on his best behavior; charming, handsome, polite. Barb's parents were not very close to their daughter after she moved out to live with Barb's aunt. They were not at all pleased about her choice of employment as an intentionally-exploited waitress. But during the dinner, they seemed genuinely happy for Barb. Ken's being in the restoration business was apparently not a deal-breaker with her father, and once over that hump, the evening progressed pleasantly. Ken laughed at her dad's jokes, and complimented her mom's cooking. He did everything right.
Barb developed a habit for rewarding good behavior, and her face was in Ken's lap the entire ride back home to her Aunt Dori's.
Barb and Ken "dated" for several months, and Barb found herself flirting with her restaurant customers less and less, as she no longer pursued dating other men. She didn't need to. She wondered if Ken still fucked other girls, not that she was jealous. She just wondered if he was satisfied with her, or if he felt he wanted or needed more.
After one of Ken's marathon fucks during a late afternoon in Barb's bedroom, he rolled off of her so she could lick the come from his cock the way she always did. Instead of immediately lapping at his balls, though, she reached back and pulled the jeweled butt plug from her ass, put it in her mouth, and then offered it to Ken to put in his mouth. He smiled, let her put it in his mouth for a few seconds, and then she carefully inserted in back inside her rectum.
"What was that all about?" Ken asked.
"Just seeing if you still loved me," Barb answered.
"You could see if I still loved you by whether or not I let you put your butt plug in my mouth?" Ken asked.
"Something like that," Barb answered, and proceeded to lick his cock, balls, ass crack, asshole, and inner thighs.
The butt plug was almost a regular part of her attire whenever she was around Ken. He hadn't fucked her ass, himself, but he had let one of his friends and one of his associates fill her bowels over the course of a weekend. He realized his thick manhood would probably fit by this point, but she seemed to come hardest when he fucked her pussy while she had a butt plug nestled in her pretty ass. He knew he'd get around to taking her anally, later, and it would be as natural as the blowjobs she gave him almost every day.
Dori, Barb's aunt, was no stranger to Ken's marathon fuck sessions, having been on the receiving end herself, twice. The first was on the night of Ken's first date with Barb, where Ken took then 19 year-old Barb to a bar where she proceeded to get stupidly drunk and passed out on the way home. Dori admired the fact that Ken wasn't going to take advantage of her unconscious niece, and knew that he must have been as frustrated as he had been horny. She helped him with that in the hallway, just a few feet from Barb's room.
The second time was during Barb's first weekend at Ken's place. Ken had left her naked with his two roommates, knowing they would keep her preoccupied while he went back to her Aunt Dori's to retrieve the weekend getaway bag she had left behind. Dori took advantage of the unexpected visit by proving she still had the energy and endurance of girls half her age.
When she had seen that Ken had driven up her driveway, she quickly took off her clothes, knowing Barb had given him a key to the house. At nearly twice Barb's age, Dori still had a remarkable figure. Pierced nipples and a hairless pussy showed her playful side that she otherwise kept hidden. Those little touches seemed to shed several more years, making her look in her late 20's or early 30's. Putting her hair in a ponytail completed the look she had been going for. When she looked over her shoulder, smiled, and winked as she headed toward her bedroom, she knew he would follow.
Ken did.
He had barely taken two steps into her bedroom when she had dropped to her knees, unbuttoned his pants, and engulfed his thickening manhood.
"Aunt Dori?" Ken asked, impressed with both her technique and enthusiasm.
Dori looked up at Ken as she took more and more of his cock down her throat, bobbing her head and letting her pony tail swing back and forth. She let the bulbous head plop from her mouth as she caught her breath.
"Ken, did you forget something?" Dori answered.
"That time before," Ken said, trying to sound polite. "That was a one-time thing, right?"
"Does this feel like it was a one-time thing, Ken?" Dori asked, pulling off his jacket and shirt and then placing his large hands on her even larger breasts while she tugged at his cock.
"I really have to get back, Dori..." Ken started.
"Then I suggest you start fucking," Dori answered, matter-of-factly. "And I expect to be fucked hard, and not just in my pussy."
Ken's thick tool grew even thicker in Dori's hands. "You like when I talk like that, huh?" Dori asked.
"Yeah," Ken said, grabbing a hold of Dori's ponytail and pushing her back down to her knees. "But I like when you suck, better."
Three hours later, Ken showered in Barb's bathroom, retrieved his clothes from Dori's bedroom, dressed, and walked out with Barb's weekend bag.
Come oozed from Dori's pussy and asshole. She wasn't sure how many times Ken had come inside her, as he seemed to maintain his erection and was able to continue fucking her through each orgasm. While she let him know she enjoyed the taste of his semen, he made a point of unloading in either her pussy or ass before letting her suck his cock again. When he fucked her, he fucked her harder than she could remember ever being fucked, and she was almost ashamed to admit how much she liked it. In a brief moment of vulnerability, she had told him as much. His reply, though, took her by surprise:
"Don't expect this, again. When I want to fuck you, I'll fuck you. When I want, not when you want. And don't say a fucking word about this to Barb. I'll tell her when it's time. Until then, not a fucking word."
Ken's tone had scared Dori, but it also turned her on. She wiped some of the come from her face into her mouth, then did the same with come that had seeped from her gaped pussy and butthole. Finally, completely exhausted, she closed her eyes and collapsed on her bed.
Barb brushed through her dark, wet hair as she stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. Ken toweled himself dry after their shower and caught her looking at his manhood.
"Something wrong?" Ken asked.
"Not at all," Barb answered. "I was just wondering..."
"About what?" Ken asked, stepping behind her and kissing her on the neck. His manhood growing again, and pushing between her butt cheeks.
