Monday, August 15. A red, angry looking sun rises over the Valley Vista region, heralding the beginning of yet another brutal heat wave. Allison, driving to work in her airconditioned car, thinks back to her conversation last night with her husband and blinks back the tears. He was supposed to come home for a week’s vacation at Labor Day, and now he’s not going to. Too much work, she thinks to herself, bitterly. He’s abandoned me completely! Her feelings of grief and frustration quickly give way to other emotions, however. Stopped at a traffic light, she quickly glances in the mirror and admires the hickey on her neck, given to her by Aaron on Friday night; she didn’t even try to cover it up with her makeup this morning and is determined to flaunt it like a badge of honor. She’s equally proud of the hickeys that she can’t display, the ones that J.J. and the anonymous redheaded stud gave her. Her coworkers are already starting to whisper the word “slut” to describe her, but she doesn’t care; she knows how jealous other women can be. Besides, I am a slut! she admits to herself, embracing her liberation. And Bruce is only making it easier for me to do what I need to do by turning his back on me…
“A hummer, dude! She gave me a fucking hummer!” J.J. enthuses to Aaron about his date with Danielle as the two studs have their Monday morning workout. “I was in that pussy all night long and then she rode my cock in the morning!” “Wow, dude! She sounds like a really wild fuck!” Aaron replies, feigning innocence. “She’s amazing dude! You’re in for one wild ride when you get her!” J.J. replies. “I can’t wait, dude!” Aaron replies, laughing inwardly…
Aaron groans with pleasure as Jo Anne rapidly pushes him to ejaculation with vigorous bobs of her head; the MILF is sucking him off with extra energy and enthusiasm today and the teenage stud is vocal in his appreciation. “I’m gonna cum!” he groans; the MILF gets into position to take his load and obediently opens her mouth wide. The stud’s tool spurts again and again; Jo Anne closes her mouth and sends the white, slimy mess down to her belly. She then reaches out and grabbing Aaron’s dick, licks the last stray drop of cum oozing from the slit…
“Oh my god!” Donna screams, gripping the sheets tightly as Steve drives her to climax with his tongue. “Thanks for letting me practice on you again!” the redheaded stud says appreciatively, raising his head briefly, before thrusting his face between the blonde MILF’s thighs again. After a long, hot, sweaty morning of football practice, the stud finds himself even more horny than usual and snacks on Donna’s sushi with extra gusto. Tantalizing her clit with his tongue and nibbling lightly on her pussy lips, the stud launches the MILF into a string of multiple orgasms which leaves her gasping for breath; she makes no objection as the randy redheaded teen finally gets into position on top of her and slides his stiffened, throbbing pecker into her well primed love slot. “Oh, yeah!” she moans, looking up at her freckle faced stud lustfully as he begins to thrust. In a torrid, sweaty afternoon of fucking, the football stud will dump four loads into the airheaded blonde’s pussy…
While Steve is hammering Donna, J.J. is buried balls deep in Liz’s pussy. He takes the MILF doggy style, latching onto her hips with an iron grip and slamming her brutally from behind. With the sweat pouring off him and Liz’s orgasmic shrieks echoing in his ears, the stud’s balls finally explode, spewing his nut scum deep into her well fucked pussy, the first of the three loads that he will blast into her this afternoon…
Wonder what this is about? Steve thinks to himself as he approaches Nancy’s house. He’s supposed to start working on her lawn on Friday, but she sent him a text asking him to stop by and see her today. “Hi, Steve!” the nerdy wife beams a friendly greeting, inviting him in. Just home from work, she’s wearing a low cut white blouse, super tight dark blue mini skirt and her usual pair of flats. The stud can’t help but be impressed by the wiggling of her ass as she leads him eagerly to the kitchen. “Surprise!” she exclaims, gesturing enticingly towards the table; on it is a tray piled high with cupcakes. “Happy birthday! Your mom told me it was last Monday!” she explains, as she pours two glasses of milk, one for herself and one for Steve. “I baked these for you last night!” she continues, sitting down at the table with the stud, putting a cupcake on a plate for him and taking one for herself. “Wow! Thanks!” Steve replies, genuinely touched by the gesture. “These are great!” he exclaims, quickly polishing off one of the chocolate treats with white icing, before taking another with Nancy’s encouragement. As he nibbles his cupcakes and sips his milk, the stud actually starts feeling guilty. Cupcakes! he thinks to himself. She made cupcakes for me! That’s like something my aunt would do! I can’t fuck her! Those tits are tempting, but…I just can’t go through with it! Nancy continues to cheerfully make small talk, unaware of her visitor’s inner turmoil; suddenly, she eyes the stud intently through her thick, nerdy glasses, a mischievous little grin on her face. “Davey is so jealous that I made those cupcakes for you!” she informs the stud. “I’m only 16, and he’s jealous of me?” the freckle faced teen asks, his ardor starting to rekindle as the conversation starts to veer away from its previous innocent course. “He knows I like you!” Nancy replies. “If he’s acting like this now, I don’t know what he’s going to do when I start dating again!” she adds. “Dating?” the stud asks, even more intrigued now as his pecker starts to stiffen. “Yeah…believe me, I’m thinking about it…there’s a couple of guys at work…and we’ve always had an open relationship anyway…” the nerdy wife replies. “But, he’s going to be home soon…you can take the rest of the cupcakes with you!” she now announces, getting to her feet. She carefully puts the cupcakes into a sealed plastic container and hands them to the redheaded stud. “Thanks, Nancy!” Steve replies, with genuine gratitude. “I’m just sorry that I’m a week late!” she apologizes. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot!” she adds, gazing at the stud intently and beaming him a warm smile. “Oh, yeah…?” the redhead replies, hopefully, as they peer deep into each other’s eyes. “Yeah…but…you better get going! He’ll be home any minute now!” Nancy replies abruptly and in a classic lost moment, she shoos him out the door with his container of cupcakes…
“That was so gross, finding that dude’s dirty underwear in your sofa like that,” Aaron tells Megan as they sit in the booth at their usual hangout, QwikBurger that evening. Both J.J. and Steve are with them as Megan is confronted with her infidelity. “I said I was sorry,” Megan replies, not knowing what else to say; in reality, she’s not sorry that she had sex with the random 17 year old stud who left his briefs between the sofa cushions; she’s only sorry that she got caught. “Dude, chicks have their needs, too…she had a moment of weakness…time to move on…” J.J. now interjects, earning a grateful look from Megan. “Thank you, J.J.” she murmurs appreciatively. “Well, maybe if it just happened once, but…what about that time you had that humongous hickey on your neck?” Aaron now confronts her. “She has an addiction…” Steve speaks up, finally breaking his silence. “What is he doing here, anyway?” Megan now asks, casting a malevolent look at her fellow redhead. “We invited him,” Aaron replies. “Well, I didn’t!” Megan ripostes, glaring angrily at the freckle faced football stud. “Dude is our third party moderator…he’s going to help us settle this,” J.J. explains. “Yeah, I’m completely neutral,” Steve agrees. “He’s not neutral! He’s on Aaron’s side and that’s not fair!” Megan protests, looking at J.J. beseechingly. For a moment, a tense silence settles over the unhappy table. J.J. breaks it. “Dude, you know, he’s right…if she has a sex addiction, it’s not her fault…” J.J. now advises Aaron. Megan’s mouth drops open in disbelief. “I do NOT have a sex addiction!” she shouts, prompting everyone in the burger joint to turn and look in her direction. “I don’t know…two boyfriends…some random guy’s underwear in her sofa…a hickey from some other random guy…sounds like an addiction to me…” Steve replies with a sarcastic, malicious smirk. Boiling with anger, Megan opens her mouth to lash out at Steve, but Aaron preempts her. “Okay, dude, maybe it’s not her fault that she has a sex addiction, but what are we gonna do about it? She cheated on both of us! I mean, it’s bad enough that she cheated on me, but, dude, she cheated on you, too…my cousin!” Aaron exclaims in an anguished voice quavering with emotion. “I didn’t want to hurt either one of you!” Megan now exclaims, looking from Aaron to J.J. and then back again; Aaron’s obvious distress is starting to make her feel guilty. “Dude, it’s not her fault…” J.J. assures his cousin in a soothing voice. “Yeah, maybe it’s not…but the next time we’re hanging out together some Friday or Saturday night, we’ll have to wonder if she’s with some fraternity dude or football player…maybe even Steve!” Aaron exclaims. “No way! Not him!” Megan replies contemptuously, crinkling up her face in disgust, as Steve snorts in derision. “What do you think, dude? What should we do here?” Aaron now asks the moderator. “Let the punishment fit the crime,” Steve replies sagely. “Punishment? Crime? What are you guys even talking about…?” Megan protests in bewilderment. “Yeah, dudes, there’s not going to be any punishment here. We need to help her,” J.J. announces magnanimously. “Thank you, J.J….You’re the only one defending me!” Megan replies gratefully to the older of her two boyfriends. “Help her? How? By finding dudes to hook her up with?” Aaron asks in bewilderment. “You know, dude, that’s not a bad idea…sometimes the best way to fight an addiction is to feed it,” J.J. replies; so skillful are the acting talents of all three boys that Megan doesn’t even suspect that the whole scene has been carefully rehearsed. Once again Megan’s mouth drops open in shock; she’s rendered speechless by what she’s hearing. She’s about to respond, but J.J. continues talking. “And besides, dude, if we hook her up, she won’t have to go to parties or troll the mall looking for dudes.” “How do you know that I troll the mall?” Megan murmurs, looking at J.J. quizzically. “Yeah, okay, dude, but where are we going to find dudes to hook her up with…she won’t bang Steve…who else do we know?” Aaron says. “I bet the guys on the team would do her,” Steve now suggests in a casual tone. “Dude, that’s an awesome idea!” Aaron exclaims. “Wait, you want to pass me around to the whole football team? No way!” Megan exclaims angrily, drawing the attention of everyone again. She starts to get to her feet, but J.J. gently puts his hand on her arm. “Nobody’s going to pass anybody around…they’re just thinking out loud…Look, I think we should just call it a night. Everything’ll look better in the morning,” J.J. now says, reassuringly. “Yeah, babe…I didn’t want to hurt your feelings…I just want to help you…I guess I fucked up, just like I fuck everything up…I can’t do anything right!” Aaron now exclaims bitterly, in a voice laden with self-reproach. “Dude!...He’s so hard on himself…” J.J. now murmurs to Megan, his voice full of concern for his cousin. “Oh, Aaron, don’t beat yourself up! It’s all my fault, honey!” the mercurial Megan now exclaims, her mood melting from rage to pity. She puts her arms around her younger boyfriend and pulls him in close, as the surrounding diners start giggling. “You two have a lot to talk about. Why don’t you take Aaron back to your apartment, I’ll take Steve home, and then I’ll swing over to your place and pick Aaron up,” J.J. now suggests. “Yes, PLEASE take Steve!” Megan declares in a ferocious tone. “Come on Aaron, we’ll go back to my place!” she purrs to her 15 year old boyfriend. J.J. and Steve struggle to contain their laughter as they get up and leave…
“Oh, shit!” Aaron groans as his balls spasm and his tool spurts again and again, splattering Megan’s pussy with his genetic slime. The teen couple, eager to make up, didn’t even wait to get to the bedroom; they fucked on Megan’s sofa, and now, in the afterglow of sex, the redhead snuggles in her 15 year old boyfriend’s arms, bathing herself in his sweat. “Oh, Aaron honey, I’m so sorry about tonight!” she murmurs to the stud. “I just want what’s best for you…that’s all…and so does J.J.” Aaron replies, giving his girlfriend a tender kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry, honey…it’s all Steve’s fault…” Megan replies, quickly shifting blame to her obnoxious fellow redhead. Just then, there’s a soft knock at the door. “That must be J.J.” Aaron observes. Megan jumps up, quickly pulls on her t-shirt and scurries over to open the door. “Hi, J.J.!” she exclaims, flashing her other boyfriend a slightly embarrassed grin with her braces; Aaron is sitting up on the sofa pulling on his briefs as his cousin walks in. “Dude, I’m going to talk to Megan for a minute and then we can get going,” the older stud informs his cousin. “Cool, dude…I’ll just chill…” Aaron replies, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. Lounging in his underwear, the younger stud starts channel surfing as his cousin and Megan make their way back to her bedroom…
“Oh, my god!” Megan moans, looking up at J.J. as the bed creaks with each of his forceful hip thrusts. They both know that Aaron, out in the living room, can hear Megan’s moans and J.J.’s loud grunts, but they couldn’t care less; after all, J.J. is Megan’s boyfriend, too, and the studs have to share her. The redhead’s apartment is not air conditioned, so the stud is bathed in sweat by the time his balls finally explode, blasting a thick load of his ball sludge into the redhead’s pussy, to mingle there with Aaron’s white, slimy nut scum. All the unpleasantness at QwikBurger is forgotten, Steve has been made the scapegoat and Megan can happily drift off to sleep with the loads of both of her boyfriends swimming around inside her…
Tuesday, August 16. Steve finishes his last bite of banana, tossing the peel in the trash; he grabs another one, the last, from the fruit bowl on the kitchen counter and starts to peel and eat it in turn. The redheaded stud has been playing along with J.J. and Aaron, eating two bananas every morning to boost his sperm production. Wonder if that’s true, what those guys are telling me…do these really help you make more cum? the redhead wonders as he takes another bite. Guess it couldn’t hurt, he shrugs. He hears a car horn; his ride to football practice is here. He quickly finishes his second banana and tosses the peel; it’s going to be another brutal, sweaty day on the practice field today. On his way out the door, he hastily scrawls a sticky note for his mom, reminding her to buy more bananas, and posts it on the fridge…
“C’mon…let’s do it…!” J.J. grunts as he steadily pistons his hips, his stiffened pecker thrusting in and out of Donna’s love saturated pussy. “J.J., honey, I can’t!” the blonde MILF replies in a pleading voice, letting out a little moan of ecstasy as her teen stud hits just the right spot. “Why not?” the sweaty stud grunts in reply, lowering his head to claim a quick, sultry kiss from his partner. “Honey, I can’t! Frank will kill me!” the blonde moans in reply. “You don’t….wanna do it?” the stud now asks, gasping as he thrusts harder and faster. Before the blonde can reply, J.J. lets out a loud groan as his sperm swollen nuts explode; “Oh yeah, baby! Oh, yeah!” Donna exclaims encouragingly, reaching up to caress her sweaty stud as he drains his balls into her. His orgasm spent, the lovers snuggle together and Donna finally answers the stud’s question. “Honey, I’d love to have your baby, but like I said, Frank would kill me!” she explains tenderly, planting a sweet, affectionate kiss on the stud’s cheek. “He’d just think it was his…” the stud replies with a shrug. “No, honey, he wouldn’t…” the blonde replies, now sitting up in bed to emphasize her point. “Not only does he have me on birth control, but he wears a condom every time we have sex…he definitely doesn’t want any more kids!” Donna explains. “So, if you got pregnant, it would definitely be mine!” the stud replies enthusiastically. “Yeah, it would be, but I’m NOT getting pregnant!” the MILF replies emphatically. The stud’s efforts to get Donna to flush her birth control are in vain, but he does get to dump 3 loads in her pussy during their afternoon fuck session…
Allison giggles as she eagerly taps out a text on her phone and hits send. The handsome, dark haired stud had caught her eye at the mall at lunchtime; surprised at her own aggressiveness, she struck up a conversation and ended up shamelessly flirting and exchanging phone numbers with him. She knew that he was young; he’s just now confirmed that he’s 17. She replies that she’s 19, counting on her look of nerdy innocence to carry her through, and sure enough, her new found friend doesn’t question her. The two are talking about hooking up over the weekend and Allison already knows that she will end up in bed with him. She’s proud of herself, and she knows that J.J. will be, too…
Steve is walking home from football practice in the brutal, muggy heat. On most days, he’ll be able to get a ride from somebody, usually a fellow teammate, but today, nothing fell into place and instead of calling his parents or maybe J.J., the redheaded stud decided to walk home instead, a 25 minute trek. Why did I bother showering after practice? he asks himself, pulling off his t-shirt and wringing the sweat out of it as he walks along. And why didn’t I wear a pair of shorts today? he laments, as his sweaty junk ferments in his tight pair of jeans. He’s a little bit more than halfway home when a red SUV drives past him, going in the same direction; the vehicle suddenly slows down, pulls over on the side of the road and then stops. Steve walks on a little further; must be somebody I know, the teen thinks to himself as he watches the driver’s side window being lowered. Sure enough, he catches up with the vehicle and is greeted by a familiar face. Holly, a 27 year old married neighbor, greets him cheerfully. “Hey, Steve! Do you need a ride? Get in!” “Thanks!” the sweaty stud replies gratefully, trading the hot, oppressive atmosphere outside for the air conditioned comfort of his neighbor’s vehicle. Holly is a tall, hot brunette, standing 5’8; she’s wearing a white, low cut blouse which shows off her c-cup boobs, a short, tight red skirt and a pair of black stiletto pumps. “What are you doing out in this heat?’ she asks the stud as he puts on his seatbelt. “Walking home from football practice…sorry I’m all sweaty…” Steve replies as he bathes the leather seat with his perspiration. “No worries! I got out of work early, so this was perfect timing!” Holly replies cheerfully. The young wife has an exuberant, bubbly personality and she’s high on Steve’s target list; it definitely was perfect timing! he thinks. “Nancy told me that you’re collecting money for equipment…I’d be glad to help…” Holly now says. “Cool!” the stud exclaims. Not only does this save him the trouble of having to approach her with his cover story, he’s also excited that the two married chicks were talking about him; wonder what else they’ve been saying about me…?
J.J. can feel the pressure steadily building in his balls as he thrusts his way to ejaculation. He’s finally fucking 32 year old Rachel, slamming her into one orgasm after another. The teen stud, drenched in his own sweat, grunts and groans loudly as he slams home every hip thrust with a vengeance; Rachel’s made him wait for it all summer and now her pussy is paying the price. The nerdy, cheating wife cries out loudly in ecstasy; home early from work, her white blouse, tight jeans, black high heeled pumps and thong panties lay in a crumpled heap next to the bed. Pointing her feet at the ceiling, she runs her hands all over the sweat soaked stud’s powerful, muscular, thrusting body, until finally, his balls spasm explosively and he blasts a high velocity load of his ball scum deep into his moaning partner. Unfortunately, Rachel’s hubby will be home soon, so there can be no Round 2; the stud quickly gets back into his clothes and takes his leave…
Steve throws his head back and lets out a loud, deep groan as Holly’s lips kiss the base of his swollen shaft. She invited him into her house to talk about buying a new set of shoulder pads, but inevitably, she ended up down on her knees in front of him, deepthroating him effortlessly with a series of vigorous, proficient head bobs. “I don’t know…I don’t see anything wrong with this equipment…” she announces, pausing to admire the stud’s throbbing, pulsating love worm before slamming her mouth down on it again. “Oh, shit!” the stud groans. “Sorry my balls are so sweaty…” he now announces apologetically. In response, Holly takes the stud’s dick out of her mouth and runs her tongue repeatedly all over the stud’s nut pouch, savoring its salty taste and musky scent. “Yum!” she exclaims approvingly, before putting the stud’s equally sweaty fuck stick back in her mouth again. Soon, Steve is groaning loudly as his tool spurts, flinging thick globs of his redheaded DNA into Holly’s wide open mouth. The naughty wife swallows every last drop of the stud’s genetic sludge; strangely enough, there’s no further discussion about a new set of shoulder pads…
Liz clicks through the channels on TV, her thumb mechanically working the button on the remote. Ever since she’s been laid off from her job, the big titted MILF has had way too much time on her hands. She’s bored. And…she’s horny. She looks over at her cell phone, lying on the coffee table and the temptation to text J.J. becomes overwhelming. She’s just about to reach for the phone when she hears a knock at the door. I’m not expecting anybody, she thinks. Puzzled, she jumps up from the sofa and scurries over to the front door in her bare feet. Her d-cup boobs, braless under her t-shirt, bounce eagerly; her delightfully well padded ass is encased in a tight pair of jeans. She opens the door and is surprised to see two teenage boys, in backwards baseball caps standing there-one of them is a redhead and the other one looks just like J.J.! “Ummm…hi, guys!” she greets them with a friendly, but puzzled look on her face. “Yo, J.J. sent us over here. He said you might need some help…” the dark haired teen replies. “Oh, you must be Aaron! J.J.’s told me a lot about you!” the MILF replies flashing him a nerdy smile. “Yeah, that’s me…and this is Steve…” the stud replies. “J.J. said you have a three way job that we could help you with,” Steve now interjects and it finally starts to dawn on the MILF why the two teens have come to visit her. “Oh, yes! This job definitely needs three bodies!” she agrees, her face lighting up. She invites the two studs to come in and she can’t believe her luck. Just the other day, I was thinking how I’m 43 and I’ve never had a threesome! she reflects. It’s almost like J.J. read my mind!
“I feel so naughty!” Liz giggles, before putting Aaron’s stiffened cock back in her mouth. The stud groans as the MILF takes him deep in her mouth; she puts her overbite to good use by ever so lightly raking the stud’s pecker with her teeth. “Oh, shit! She’s so fucking good!” Aaron gasps. With Liz down on all fours, Steve is behind her, snacking enthusiastically on her pussy. “Mmmm…man, you gotta taste this pussy…so fucking good!” the freckle faced stud tells his friend. Liz tries to focus all of her attention on sucking off Aaron, but it’s getting increasingly difficult as Steve pushes her ever closer to orgasm. “Get her off, dude, and then we can switch!” Aaron encourages the redheaded stud. Steve continues his efforts and soon, his tongue finds just the right spot; Liz takes her mouth off Aaron’s dick and lets out a long, loud moan. “Oh my god!” she cries as Steve brings her to climax. “Way to go, dude!” Aaron congratulates him; the two studs exchange a fist bump and then swap positions, with Liz taking Steve in her mouth while Aaron goes muff diving. “Suck it, bitch!” Steve grunts, putting his hand on the back of the MILF’s head and grinding her down onto his dick until she starts to drool. Aaron, meanwhile, eats her snatch with gusto; “Dude, this pussy is fucking prime…!” he calls out happily, before putting his tongue back to work on the MILF’s clit. Liz can feel her second orgasm surging over her; she starts to pull her head back, but Steve pushes his hand down firmly. “Stay on my dick, bitch!” he grunts as Liz achieves climax, her orgasmic moans muffled by the throbbing pecker that fills her mouth. “Yeah, man! Make her cum!” Steve exclaims approvingly as Aaron quickly brings the MILF to climax again, her muffled shrieks of ecstasy vibrating Steve’s throbbing pecker. Aaron now quickly positions himself behind the MILF’s well padded ass, slips his erect tool into her pussy and starts to thrust. Steve finally relaxes his grip on Liz’s head, allowing her to come up for air. “Oh my god!” she gasps, panting for breath, as Aaron starts to hammer her forcefully. The MILF puts Steve’s tool back in her mouth and starts deepthroating him enthusiastically, trying to match the speed and rhythm of her head bobs with Aaron’s hip thrusts. Aaron’s grunts, Steve’s groans and Liz’s muffled squeals of pleasure all blend together as both studs feel the pressure steadily building in their balls. Aaron is the first to surrender his load; with a loud, deep groan, he blasts a thick slimy load of ball scum deep into the MILF’s pussy. Steve, well primed by the MILF’s head game, quickly takes Aaron’s place, shoves his throbbing dick into Liz’s love slot and starts to pound away with a vengeance. Way rougher than Aaron, he smacks the MILF’s bountiful ass cheeks repeatedly until they glow beet red; Liz screams out her approval as she tumbles headlong into a string of multiple orgasms. Finally, Steve’s balls explode, hurling a massive load of nut sludge into the MILF’s pussy, where it will mingle with Aaron’s genetic slime…
The two studs spend the next couple of hours taking turns with the MILF; she lies on her back, feet pointed at the ceiling as she takes each of the sweaty studs in mish, crying out loudly in ecstasy as she achieves one orgasm after another. Two rounds of mish with each stud, plus the three way doggy style fucking result in the teens each depositing three loads of their DNA in the MILF’s well fucked pussy in a long, loud, sweaty afternoon of sex…
“Oh, my god!” Jen cries out in ecstasy as Aaron’s powerful thrusts bring her to climax. “Oh, shit!” the stud gasps as he feels his balls spasm; his tool spurts over and over again, filling Jen’s pussy with teenage love sludge. Soon, the gorgeous brunette is cradling her sweaty stud in her arms. “Tell J.J. I said hi…” she murmurs. “Yo, you wanna see him again?” Aaron asks hopefully; he wasn’t counting on Jen mentioning J.J. again. “I said it was only going to be one night,” Jen replies. “Yeah, but that’s not what I asked…do you wanna see him…?” Aaron persists. “I’d like to…but…” the gorgeous brunette admits, turning her head away and allowing her voice to trail off. “But what? If you’re hot for the dude, you should bang him again!” Aaron exclaims. “It’s more complicated than that…” Jen replies, a defensive tone now creeping into her voice. “How is it complicated…you both had fun…even though you hurt the dude’s feelings…” Aaron replies. “Hurt his feelings? How?” a puzzled Jen asks, now giving Aaron a quizzical look. “By making him wrap it…dude felt like you didn’t want his cum or something…” Aaron replies. “Seriously…? I hurt his feelings by making him wear a condom? I had a very good reason…” Jen replies, now in a heated voice. “Yeah…what?” Aaron challenges her. “Because I was ovulating, that’s why! I didn’t want him getting me pregnant!” Jen replies passionately. “Yo, okay, I’m sorry…it’s just that he’s my cousin, and…” Aaron starts to apologize, but Jen gently preempts him. “Aaron, it’s okay, I understand. You know that I slept with him to make you happy. If you really want me to sleep with him again, I will…” she says. “I’m not going to make you do it, but if you wanna, just go for it…you have his number, you can text him…the dude really wants to fuck you again!” the stud replies, encouragingly. “You know, we made love while I was ovulating, too,” the gorgeous brunette now reminds him, tenderly caressing his face with her hand. “You mean…?” Aaron now asks, his eyes opening wide in amazement. “No, I don’t think so…but it was a close call…we were really playing with fire!” the brunette replies, looking deeply into her teen lover’s eyes. Unspoken is the fact that she can’t escape; she’s in love with her 15 year old boyfriend and she’s both relieved and disappointed that she’s probably not pregnant…
“You can’t…do anything…about it, now…!” a sweaty J.J. grunts as he slams one forceful pelvic thrust after another into the hippie. “Yeah, I know…but I can’t stop thinking about it…such a bummer…!” the hippie replies looking up at her stud. Just then, J.J.’s balls start to spasm; his tool spurts a massive load of genetic sludge deep into the hippie’s pussy. After his orgasm is spent, he cuddles with the hippie in her sweat soaked bed and they continue their conversation. “I mean, like, I just feel so bad…I never, like, even gave Steve a chance to make a baby with me…” the hippie laments; now that she’s convinced that she’s pregnant, she’s been on a massive guilt trip that the redheaded stud wasn’t one of her sperm donors. “Then you should have fucked the dude…but, anyway, maybe you’re not pregnant after all…if you’re not, then all three of us can try to knock you up next month!” J.J. consoles her. Any sense of guilt that she has doesn’t deaden the hippie’s voracious sexual appetite; she drains 9 loads out of J.J.’s balls in a night of sweaty, non-stop fucking…
Aaron slips quietly back into his house; it’s after midnight and his parents are already asleep. He fucked Jen 6 times, blasting his ball sludge deep into her pussy, and bringing her to climax more than a dozen times. The stud stealthily makes his way upstairs; like J.J., his bedroom isn’t airconditioned and even opening the window on this airless, muggy night brings little relief. The stud strips naked and gets into bed. Wow! We almost knocked Jen up! he thinks to himself as he stares up into the darkness. But damn! She’s not pregnant! Do I tell her? Do I tell her that I punched holes in J.J.’s condoms? No…better not…she’d kill me! What about J.J.? Do I tell him? The stud puzzles over whether or not to confide in his cousin. No need to…he finally decides. No harm, no foul. It would only matter if she got pregnant, Aaron rationalizes to himself. With his mind now at ease, and his balls at least temporarily drained, the teen stud soon drifts off into a deep, sound sleep…
Wednesday, August 17. It's been another long, hot morning on the high school football practice field. Steve and his Valley Vista teammates have been practicing in full gear and pads, underneath the merciless sun; the temperature is already 91 degrees, but with the humidity, it feels like 109 degrees and as Coach informs them happily, it’s only going to get worse as the week goes on. After a long, punishing session, more than 50 teenage boys crowd into the locker room to strip before heading to the showers. Helmets, with their attached spit and drool slathered mouthguards, are removed, revealing sweat matted hair plastered to heads that have been baking inside them for hours. Sweat streaked jerseys are pulled off; even the boys, like Steve, who have been wearing cropped jerseys, found little relief from the brutal heat on this still, windless day with no cooling breezes. Hard-to-clean shoulder pads, permeated with the stale sweat of the multiple boys who have worn them over the years and now saturated with fresh perspiration from their current wearers, are removed as the stench in the locker room begins to blossom. Sweat soaked t-shirts, worn under the shoulder pads and clinging to the skin, are peeled off; some of the boys wring the perspiration out of them, resulting in pungent, salty puddles of sweat on the locker room floor. Cleats and socks are removed; the overwhelming stench of smelly socks and dozens of pairs of bare, stinking feet completely poison the confined atmosphere of the locker room, making the air unbreathable for anybody who isn’t a teenage boy. A 15 year old running back, his curly blond hair matted with sweat, is loudly congratulated on having the most foul smelling pair of feet on the team; he explains that he’s been wearing the same dirty, unwashed pair of socks for the past 3 days and plans to keep on wearing them until the end of the week so that he can gross out his 17 year old sister by tossing them onto her bed. Several of his teammates vow to join him and keep wearing their stale socks for the rest of the week, too. Skin tight football pants and tightly constricting football girdles are stripped off; drenched with teenage ass sweat, their removal exposes dozens of pairs of hairy, sweaty, butt cheeks that add their foul scent to the toxic olfactory brew. Hip, thigh, knee and tailbone pads are all removed; soaked with sweat, they will be stuffed into the lockers along with the shoulder pads and left to marinate overnight in rancid perspiration. Jock straps, saturated and reeking from tightly cradling sweaty adolescent dicks and musky nut sacks are pulled off and tossed onto the stinking pile of putrid gear; the funky scent of newly liberated teenage junk, now dangling freely in the open air, adds an extra piquancy to the noxious atmosphere. A bare ass naked 16 year old linebacker, bathed from head to toe in sweat, jokes that he wishes the chicks from the cheerleading squad were there right now; an equally sweaty 17 year old tight end replies that the smell would kill all of them, prompting a raucous storm of laughter from the whole team. The boys now loudly and boisterously troop off to the showers, enveloped in the dank, humid, stinking cloud generated by their own bodies. As a sweaty, naked Steve joins them, he catches a whiff of himself; my balls are really foul today! he thinks, with a perverse pride. I bet Holly would love putting them in her mouth! He regrets that his friends, J.J. and Aaron, aren’t on the team; look at all the fun they’re missing out on! The redheaded stud is impressed by how much the two cousins have built up their bodies over the summer; he’s pretty much convinced Aaron to try out for the team and hopefully, with a little bit more persuasion he can get J.J. to put on the Valley Vista jersey, too…
“How much chlorine are you putting in the pool?” Jodi asks Aaron, peering over his shoulder as the bare chested stud fumbles with the bucket of chlorine tablets. “Ummm…you gotta kinda use your judgment about that…” Aaron stammers in reply. “Why don’t you just read the label?” the MILF suggests to him; Jodi is clad in a bright blue thong bikini and her boobs are practically spilling out of her skimpy top. “Oh, yeah…good idea!” Aaron replies. Erika, Jodi’s daughter, rolls her eyes in exasperation. “It’s not like he knows what he’s doing…” the teen girl remarks sneeringly, not even bothering to look up from her phone. “It looks like it depends on how many gallons of water there are in the pool,” the brunette MILF murmurs, ignoring her daughter’s snarky comments and pressing her boobs against the stud’s back as she reads the label over his shoulder. “Oh, yeah…! It says it right there!” Aaron replies as he feels his love worm start to harden. Sitting on her chair next to the pool, Erika shakes her head in disgust. She can see what her mom is doing and catching a glimpse of the expanding bulge in Aaron’s jean shorts, she can see that it’s producing the desired effect. Catching Aaron’s eye, but without her mother seeing her, Erika raises her hand in the air, motioning back and forth with it while bulging her cheek in and out, pantomiming fellatio. The stud looks away from her with a smirk and focuses all of his attention on Jodi, who seems suddenly interested in his work. “What do you do with this thing?” the MILF now asks him, picking up the skimmer; she seems completely unacquainted with its use. “Oh, that’s for getting stuff out of the pool…you know, like leaves and bugs and shit…I mean, stuff…” the stud replies. “Yes, mother…you’d better let him stick it in…!” Erika now says loudly, barely suppressing a derisive laugh. “Erika, that is quite enough! Shouldn’t you be practicing your piano?” Jodi responds to her daughter in a stern voice. “Yes, mother…I’ll leave you two alone…” the girl replies, getting up from her lounge chair and slipping her feet into her leather sandals. She sticks her tongue out contemptuously at Aaron and walks into the house, leaving her mother to grind her bikini clad body against a thoroughly aroused Aaron…
“Thanks for the lemonade!” Steve says to Nancy as they sip the tart summertime treat together in her kitchen. “I knew you would like it on a hot day like this, Steve! I can’t believe you guys practice in this heat! It must be brutal!” the nerdy wife empathizes with him. “Yeah, it is pretty intense,” the stud replies. “Do you want to take your shirt off? I mean, so you’ll be more comfortable…” she now asks him. “Sure,” the stud readily agrees, pulling off his t-shirt to reveal his muscular, well toned upper body. “Wow! You are sooo buff!” Nancy exclaims, her mouth opened wide in awe. “Yeah, football will do that for a guy,” the stud replies, trying not to sound too cocky. “I dated a few football players…okay, more than a few…” Nancy replies, unable to take her eyes off the freckle faced stud’s bulging biceps and well developed chest. “Oh, yeah…?” Steve replies, taking another sip of lemonade. “Yeah…it always started off with me helping them with their homework, but it usually ended up leading to other things…” Nancy replies with a naughty smile. “Oh, yeah…? I might need help this fall…in biology…!” the stud suggests, flashing her an impish grin with his braces. “Oh, you’re bad! I might have to slap you!” Nancy replies in a playful tone. “Oh, look what I just bought!” she exclaims suddenly; she reaches for a shoe box on the kitchen counter and removes the lid, showing Steve the contents, a pair of black stiletto pumps with 5 inch heels. “I never wear heels, but I figure if I’m going to be dating again, I should start!” she explains, taking the shoes out of the box and proudly holding them up to display to the teen. She puts the heels down on the floor, slips off her comfortable pair of flats, and then wriggles first one foot and then the other into the pair of black pumps as Steve watches, his pecker beginning to stiffen in his jeans. “Yeah, guys dig chicks in high heels…” the young stud assures her as she takes a few turns around the kitchen, her heels clicking on the floor. “Oh, I know!” Nancy replies, her voice taking on a competitive edge. “There’s this girl I work with, Aileen…she’s blonde…always strutting around in her heels, wiggling her butt…she gets all the attention from the guys!” “Time for you to start wiggling your butt!” Steve replies encouragingly. “Oh, don’t worry! I will!’ Nancy promises. “Besides, I’ve got bigger boobs than she does, anyway!” the brunette adds proudly…
“Getting our team blow job, dudes!” J.J. announces proudly. He, Aaron and Steve are lined up in front of Destiny in the back room of the convenience store; as usual, the pretty 17 year old clerk is down on her knees. She’s just taken a turn on first Aaron’s and then J.J.’s rigid, throbbing love worms, and now Steve’s pulsating pecker is fully engulfed in her mouth, her lips kissing its base. “Wait…are you guys on the football team now…?” a puzzled Destiny asks, taking Steve’s cock out of her mouth and looking up quizzically at J.J. and Aaron. “No, Steve joined our team!” Aaron replies. “Oh…” the slut replies, before bobbing her head up and down on J.J.’s pecker again. “Wait…what team are you guys on again…?” the still perplexed Destiny now asks, looking up at the three studs. “We’re the stud team!” Steve announces proudly. “Oh…I see…” the girl replies, before licking Aaron’s balls and then putting his tool back in her mouth. “Yeah, and you’re kind of an honorary member!” J.J. now informs her. “I am?” she asks, taken aback at the unexpected honor. “Sure! You’re giving us our team blow job, aren’t you?” J.J. replies. “Oh, yeah…cool!” Destiny replies, now catching Steve’s precum on her tongue and then running it up and down the length of his petrified shaft. Soon, she will confirm her status as an honorary team member by bringing all three studs to orgasm and swallowing every last drop of their ball sludge…
“Man, Liz’s pussy is so fucking good! I could eat her all night long!” Steve enthuses, as the three studs hang out in front of J.J.’s house after getting back from the convenience store. “Yeah, there’s just something about older pussy…Liz and Judy are the two best pussies that I ever ate…” J.J. readily agrees. “Yeah, I mean, Jen’s pussy is sweet, but you’re right about Liz and Judy…that’s the kind of snatch you just wanna bury your face in!” Aaron declares enthusiastically. “Hey, guys!!!” the trio suddenly hear a feminine voice calling out and turn to see J.J.’s neighbor, Emma, advancing towards them. “Dudes, I gotta go…catch you later!” J.J. announces and without even acknowledging Emma, he strides swiftly over to his car, jumps in and peels out of the driveway. “Lucky us…we get to hang out with Emma…” Steve laments, rolling his eyes. “Wait, dude…maybe it won’t be so bad after all…I’ve got an idea…” Aaron replies as the annoying teen girl comes running up to them…
Jeff is depressed. The tall, good looking 15 year old has just been dumped without warning by his girlfriend. Even worse, with their parents both at work, his 16 year old sister, Terri, is in her bedroom, having loud sex with one of her boyfriends. Tired of listening to his sibling’s screams of ecstasy, Jeff steps out of the house and starts texting his friends; there’s gotta be at least one of them who’s not busy that he can hang out with. The teen is absorbed with his phone when he suddenly hears a sweet sounding feminine voice call out “Hi, Jeff!” Looking up, he’s startled to see his neighbor, Allison, walking towards him. Her tone of voice itself is a surprise; all he’s ever been able to get out of her is a softly murmured “hello,” with lowered head and averted eyes. Now, the young, nerdy looking wife is greeting him with a beaming smile. “Oh hey, Allison…my mom’s not home…” the teen starts to explain, but Allison interrupts him. “Oh, that’s okay, I wasn’t coming over to visit, I just saw you standing out here and I thought that I’d say hi!” she replies, flashing another big, friendly smile. “Oh, cool…” the slightly confused teen replies. “What’s wrong? You look kind of down…” Allison now asks in a sympathetic tone. “Oh, it’s nothing…” the teen replies; just then they both hear muffled cries of “Yes! Yes! Oh my god! Yes!” coming from inside the house as Terri achieves orgasm yet again. Allison looks at Jeff and giggles. “Well, if you ever want to talk, you can just come over and visit me…” she now suggests. The stud looks quizzically at her; just then his phone pings with an incoming text. He glances down quickly and then looks at Allison again. She’s smiling steadily at him and the stud is even more confused. “You mean…like, when?” he starts to ask. “Whenever you want, you can just come over and say hi!” Allison assures him. “Well, I’ve got to go! Bye, Jeff!” she now announces, unable to suppress another girlish little giggle as she turns and walks away. The teen stares after her, watching her ass wiggle as she walks, in her high heels, back to her house. She has a hot little body! Jeff admits to himself. But…what did she mean…”come over and say hi…?”…His nerdy neighbor is the last person that Jeff would expect a sexual advance from, but he can’t stop wondering and replays the encounter over and over in his mind…
“Nope…I’m not gonna do it! I already told J.J. and I’m telling you guys! No way!” Emma declares in a defiant tone to Aaron and Steve. She’s standing out in front of her house, facing Aaron and with Steve standing at her side. Both studs have stripped off their t-shirts in the late August humidity, flaunting their well toned chests and bulging biceps, but Emma seems impervious to temptation. Dressed in a bikini top, the skimpiest of jean short shorts and a pair of flip flops, the pigtailed teen adopts a defiant stance, hands planted firmly on her hips. “But why not?” Aaron asks in exasperation. “’Cuz…” the girl replies. “’Cuz’ is not an answer,” Aaron replies. “Well, it’s the only one you’re gonna get from me!” Emma responds. “But you know both of us!” Aaron replies, edging a little closer to her. “I know…” she murmurs in reply, her tone abruptly softening; now dropping her hands at her sides, she makes quick, furtive eye contact with Aaron before coyly lowering her eyes again and skimming the ground with her foot. Throughout her confrontation with Aaron, she hasn’t even acknowledged Steve’s presence; now she edges herself ever so slightly towards him, so that her arm brushes up against his. “She must not like us, man…” the redheaded football stud speaks up, shifting his weight so that now he and Emma are standing solidly shoulder to shoulder. Noticeably, the girl doesn’t pull herself away, but she continues to protest; “I like both you guys…” she murmurs, nervously sliding her foot over the ground again and leaning even more heavily into Steve. Aaron closes in a little bit more. “What are you afraid of?” he asks in a gentle, soothing voice. “She’s afraid she can’t handle us, man!” Steve exclaims. “Yeah right! I’ve handled both of you!” the girl replies, flashing defiance again; she now turns her back completely on Steve, thrusting her little, denim clad butt up against his crotch. “Then what are you scared of?” Aaron now asks, maintaining his gentle, coaxing tone. “I just don’t want you guys to think… that I’m…a slut…” she murmurs, slowly starting to grind her delectable little ass against the stiffened bulge in Steve’s jeans. “No way! Would we even think that, dude?” Aaron exclaims reassuringly, moving in even closer. “Fuck no!” Steve replies, pressing himself into Emma and putting his hands on her hips. She puts her hands on top of his and starts to guide them lower; melting into the redheaded stud’s arms, she surrenders herself to his brawny, sweaty embrace as her love box starts to gush. “No way would we think that…!” Aaron repeats reassuringly; he’s now literally in her face and her lips reach for his. As she and Aaron exchange a searing kiss, she reaches out with her hand and feels up the swollen bulge in his jean shorts; Steve meanwhile slowly starts working his way down her neck with his lips and tongue, murmuring fervent words of lust in her ear. “Oh my god!” Emma exclaims breathlessly, breaking her kiss with Aaron; she’s now gotten herself into a situation that she can’t get out of just by giggling. With Aaron’s arm around her shoulders, and Steve’s arm wrapped around her waist, she allows her two studs to half walk, half drag her towards her house; “You guys better not tell anybody…” she murmurs…
J.J. lets out a deep, visceral groan as Allison holds his throbbing pecker lovingly in her mouth, deepthroating him effortlessly. “No hands! No fucking hands!” the stud murmurs in amazement, genuinely impressed with his married partner’s cocksucking skills. “Mmmm…you like that, J.J., honey…?” Allison purrs breathlessly, looking up at her stud with adoring eyes. “Oh, fuck! You’re so fucking good!” the stud groans appreciatively, marveling at how proficient a cocksucker Allison has become in just a few short weeks. Allison lets out another of her little giggles, takes a deep breath and bobs her head down on J.J.’s pecker again, taking him down to the root in one gulp…
Steve slams home one final thrust and then lets out a loud gasp as his balls explode; Emma, down on all fours, takes Aaron’s dick out of her mouth and lets out a little giggle as the redheaded stud’s tool spurts again and again, deep inside of her. She now starts vigorously jacking Aaron off and it isn’t long before his tool starts belching thick white globs of nut scum; the first jet of his ball snot smacks Emma square in the face, prompting a loud, gleeful yelp and more uncontrollable giggling. Steve and Aaron exchange meaningful looks; at least with Aaron’s dick in her mouth, the two studs didn’t have to listen to that constant, exasperating giggle. The two sweaty studs put up with the annoying teenage slut for the rest of the afternoon as she extracts three loads of ball sludge from each of them…
“You fucking slut!...You dirty slut…!” J.J. gasps out as he forcefully thrusts into Allison, smashing his pelvis into hers again and again. “I am a slut!” Allison proudly agrees, as the stud’s balls begin to spasm. His nuts explode, spewing his nut sludge deep into Allison’s pussy, as she joins him in orgasm. As he lies there after sex in the sweat soaked bed, Allison slides herself into his arms, running her hands all across his chest. “It’s just like Aaron said…I’m only good for a fuck!” the nerdy wife purrs to her stud. She tells him about how much she enjoyed her first time anal on Saturday night; it hurt at first, but then became sheer pleasure after that. Excitedly, she also tells him all about the handsome teen she met at the mall and her boyishly cute next door neighbor, Jeff; the stud encourages her to pursue both adolescent dicks and she readily agrees. J.J. ends up dumping 9 loads into her in a long late afternoon and early evening fuck session and leaves fairly early; at least Allison will be able to get enough sleep tonight before having to get up for work tomorrow morning…