1. The Shoot


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: FrankNoir, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Becky's pussy. They were only waiting for the director's command. Jack positioned the bulging head of his cock at the mouth of Becky's wet labia. And slowly, ever so slowly, the rock hard cock forced its way into her pussy. "Ohhh," she whispered, and finally the entire length of the long cock was inside her. Jack pulled back slowly, almost all the way out. And finally, when Becky had almost passed out from lust, finally Jack started fucking her. He thrust his long tool in and out of her burning pussy. Thrust in a tough, demanding rhythm - with long, deep strokes. Jack's tender helmet was swelling wildly inside her. He felt every inch of the insides of her tight love muscle. He felt his cock rising, felt its overexcited stiffness. Felt it nastily twisting and turning in the velvet softness of Becky's pussy. Becky was gasping for breath, digging her nails into the soft carpet. She felt Jack's rock hard cock working the wetness of her sex. The stiff tool was teasing her burning insides, and she felt her juices starting to flow from her. Moistening her pussy, they flowed over Jack's stiff cock and down his balls, making his curly hairs sticky with her wetness. "Shit!" the director yelled. "That's great! That's just so fucking great!" Between her legs the camera was whirring. It sounded like a crazed vibrator, making it all merge into total lust: Her hot pussy, Jack's cock, pumping like mad, and the director, excitedly yelling things she no longer understood. She was way too ...
    close to her orgasm to sense anything else. "Fuck me," she hissed over and over. "Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me with your lovely cock." And Jack increased the rhythm. His tireless cock thrust into her like a piston of pure, bulging lust. And Becky's body stiffened up for a moment, as she finally climaxed. "Ohhh yes," she howled. "Ohhh yes." The orgasm overpowered her, as she shook, holding onto the couch as hard as she could. The hot juices of her lust flowed from her, as her pussy clenched Jacks pumping cock as in a spasm. "Shit, she's coming," the director yelled. "Get it on film." And as Becky was helplessly squirming in ecstasy, the cameraman zoomed in on Becky's face. She heard Jack grunting with heat and felt his cock plunging into her again and again. It felt even longer now, more mercilessly hard. As hard as steel, its rhythmic thrusts felt like a powerful machine, fucking her forever and ever... "Me too, damnit. Me too." That was the voice of the director. Becky heard the clatter of belt buckle, zipper and pants. The director was getting undressed. She looked over at him. His eyes were wild, and his stiff cock stood straight out from his body. Looking lustfully at Becky and Jack fucking, he slowly pulled back his foreskin, exposing his huge, purple helmet. "Jack," he said hoarsely. "Move over." Becky felt how Jack calmly – reluctantly - let his long, wet cock slide out of her. Breathing heavily, the director came towards her. Grinning fiendishly, he was stroking his erect cock. ...
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