I want to thank reader TA for the initial idea that ended up becoming this story.
Part 2
That Afternoon
Tim paid the bill and they walked back to the hotel with their arms around each other. She gave him a tender kiss while waiting for the elevator and pulled his hand down to fondle her tit while they rode up to her floor, not caring if anyone in front of them happened to turn around.
At the door to her room, he pressed closely right behind her, fondling a tit with one hand and her pussy with the other, as she opened the door. As soon as they were inside, they melted into each others arms, groping and tearing at their clothes as he backed her onto the bed.
Sam flopped on to her back, extending her arms to him even as she spread her legs wide. Tim stopped for a moment to once again drink in the sight of the most perfect pussy he'd ever seen.
"Do that thing with your teeth again...please...oh god...please," she whimpered, spreading her pussy lips with her fingers so her large clit popped straight out, "and then you can fuck me in my mouth...or my pussy...or my ass...your choice...first."
"First?" he asked, continuing to stare down at her welcoming cunt while pushing her legs even further apart
"Of course, silly, because you're going to cum in all three...my mouth...my ass...and my pussy...before we are done. It's just a matter of the order."
He grinned down at her, pulled one foot to his face and sucked her big toe into his mouth. She looked up in surprise then moaned lowly as he licked the bottom of her foot and continued all the way up the inside of her leg until the tip of his tongue brushed over the outside edge of her puffy mons.
The scent of her sex was overwhelming.
Tim rolled his eyes up to see her pulling both of her stiff nipples and watching him, her tongue flicking slowly across her lips. He moved to the other foot, this time sucking in each of her toes in turn before licking his way to her waiting cunt.
Her pussy gaped open, moist and glistening in the warm afternoon light, a single droplet of her juices seeping toward her puckered asshole. He scooped it up with the tip of his tongue and leaned forward to share it with her in a tongue lashing kiss.
Ever so slowly he licked his way back down her body, stopping to take each nipple into his mouth, giving both a sharp tug with his teeth before continuing to her dripping cunt. She howled even louder with the second bite.
"Oh god...fuck...my clit...bite...your teeth...my clit...," she shrieked as his tongue swirled up through the wet musky folds of her pulsing pussy lips.
He sucked her engorged clit the size of an infant boy's cock into his mouth, lightly clenching the base with his teeth and twirling his tongue around the throbbing tip. Sam thrashed and wailed, begging him for more.
This time, as he started to drag his teeth up the length of that elongated nub, he slide two fingers into her cunt to roughly massage her swollen spongy g-spot. Sam muffled her screams by burying her face in a pillow and clamped her thighs around his head as one orgasmic wave after another cascaded through her body.
With one final back bending spasm, Sam slumped back on the bed, her face flushed a bright red, her breathing shallow and ragged as her quivering legs released Tim's head. Tim took a moment to catch his own breath before grinning at her, her pussy juices glistening on his lips and chin and cheeks.
"Wow...just fucking...wow," Sam gasped, smiling up at him as he crawled up between her thighs, got on his knees and slowly stroked his rock hard cock just inches from her puffy, dripping pussy. "How come your wife ever lets you out of her sight? I definitely want you to show Ray how to do that. So, where are you going to cum inside me...first...this fine afternoon?"
"Eanie, meanie, minie, moe...," he chuckled, pointing at her pussy and ass and mouth in turn, "as much as I loved that blow job you gave me, I really want to feel your cunt engulfing my cock."
"Good choice," she laughed, reaching up and brushing his hand away so she could stroke his dick and brush a drop of precum off with her thumb, "and trust me, you'll get your blow job as well. Now get on your back so I can ride your hard cock until you fill my cunt with your cum."
She playfully pushed him to the side, taking the head of his dick into her mouth for a few seconds before straddling his hips. She hovered over him, holding his cock upright and slowly rubbing it back and forth in her dripping slit.
"Oh shit, I'm so...close," he mumbled, feeling her hard clit scrape across the tip of his dick.
"No, no...not yet," she murmured, leaning forward to bite his earlobe while squeezing his balls hard, "I'll let you know when you can cum."
He flinched and bit his lip, not believing how warm and tight and silky her pussy felt as she lowered herself down on to his cock. She moaned lowly, just holding still for a moment when he was buried inside her as far as he could go. She pulled his hands up to cup her tits then slowly began to grind her cunt around and up and down on his dick.
Tim gasped.
Sam could do things with her pussy that he didn't believe possible, bringing him to the very edge of a massive orgasm then pulling back just to do it all over again. He remembered having to beg her to let him cum when she gave him a blow job at the club and she was repeating that performance with her cunt.
He was more than willing to beg again.
She reached down after a few minutes and began furiously rubbing her huge clit, twirling it in two fingers like it was a little cock.
"Any time now," she moaned lowly, "I'm right there again too."
With a hard thrust upward, Tim exploded, shooting spurt after spurt of his warm creamy jism deep inside Sam's clasping cunt. She shrieked again, throwing her head back and riding him even harder, squirting her pussy juices on to his cock and balls to mix with the semen already dripping out of her. She kept howling, riding him frantically, until his dick deflated and slipped out of her.
"You said your mother died when you were very little. Do you remember anything about her at all?" Sam murmured lowly, swirling a fingertip around one of his nipples as she nestled in under his arm, her pierced nipple firmly pressing into his side.
"Not much really, a few unconnected images in my head...yelling, lots of yelling...breaking glass...huddling in the tub with my sister...her screaming my name as we were taken from the apartment...."
"Your sister?"
"Yeah...well, I think so...I'm not really sure," he replied softly, gently brushing his fingertips up the outside of her thigh all the way to the underside of her right tit. "I just don't remember, I was only three at the time. My adopted parents told me a cop carried me out of the apartment where my mother was killed, covering my eyes but never said anything about a sister."
Sam shuddered slightly when he made another pass with his fingers, this time swirling the tip around her erect nipple. She slid her hand down his belly and wrapped her fingers around his still flaccid dick.
"And you've lived here in the city your whole life?"
"Except for four years of college, I have."
"Any idea where that apartment might be?"
"No one ever would tell me that, but I kinda remember something about Trolley...."
"Troxell Street...the apartment was at the end of the block on Troxell Street," she gasped, sitting up suddenly, a look of surprise and shock on her face, "on the third floor."
"Yeah...I think that's right...always smelled of piss in the stairwell...but...but how would you know that?" he asked, sitting upright himself and looking her directly in the eye.
