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Dexter
Yawning and stretching, Dexter looked around the room and saw that Jessie was already up. He sat up and saw the note on her pillow. He picked it up and read it, then sighed and tossed it away.
Jessie had to work and wouldn’t be back until after lunch. He stretched a bit and then got up, heading towards the bathroom.
Donna’s door was shut, but he could hear some soft moans coming from within. Smiling, he turned and went to the bathroom. After finishing and flushing, he stood and entered the hall again. He stopped short, surprised.
Donna’s door was wide open this time, and he clearly heard the sounds of sex coming from within.
“Tell me again,” John said.
“God,” Donna moaned. “Keep fucking me and I will, you sad fuck.”
He heard John grunt in pleasure.
“Fucking tell me, you whore,” John said.
“Fuck you,” Donna replied.
Dexter her a loud slap and then a whimper of pleasure from Donna. “Say it,” John said.
“Fuck you, faggot,” Donna said.
John grunted again, and it sounded like he’d enjoyed it, Dexter surmised.
A loud slap echoed into the hallway again and Donna moaned. There was a silence, save for the wet sex sounds, followed by another slap.
“Fuck,” Donna moaned.
“What are you?” John asked, spanking her hard. She squealed in pain.
“I’m a whore,” Donna quickly answered. “Please baby.”
Another loud smack came from her room and she moaned louder.
“Fuck… yes,” she moaned. “Fucking… harder you pussy,” she said, practically yelling.
“Tell me,” he said.
Donna groaned again and Dexter only heard silence for a few more seconds. “God, his cock is fucking huge baby,” she said. “It’s so fucking big”
“Yeah?” he asked. “How big?”
Wet slaps echoed into the hallway. It sound like John was picking up speed.
“Fuck, he’s at least ten inches,” she said.
Dexter knew she wasn’t talking about him then, he was only around 9.
“He’s so much bigger than you, baby,” she said.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.
John groaned in pleasure as Dexter listened, confused.
“God,” she groaned, sex sounds still wafting into the hallway.
“Tell me about the other night,” he said.
“Fuck, again baby?” Donna asked. “You’ve heard this like 5 times already.”
“Come on, please?” John asked. “It gets me going.” Dexter thought he sounded like he was whining a little.
She sighed, wet slapping sounds still coming from within.
“I meant to tell you,” she said, “got up in the middle of the night the other night, honey,” she said. “Something happened. I had to pee and when I went in the bathroom…”
“Yeah?” John said. A loud smack echoed out into the hallway and she moaned.
“Oh fuck,” she said. It sounded like she was getting close to an orgasm. “When I went in, Dexter was in there, holding his big fucking cock.”
“Oh yeah,” John said. “Keep going baby.” Another smack filtered from the room and Donna moaned again.
“Fuck me baby,” she pleaded. “I started to leave, but he put his hand on my throat and forced me to the ground.”
Dexter couldn’t believe what he was hearing. First, she was lying about how big his dick was and then she was lying about what had gone down between them. It was weird enough that she was doing it while the two were obviously having sex.
“I tried to get up and leave,” she said. “But I just couldn’t help myself. He pushed his cock into my mouth and made me swallow it. I tried to fight the urge, but his cock was too beautiful and perfect.”
Dexter couldn’t believe how hot it was listening to her lies, but his erection didn’t know the difference.
“You loved sucking his cock, didn’t you,” John said.
Donna moaned in response. “I did, baby,” she said finally. “He came in my mouth and all I wanted to do was please him and suck that perfect cock again.”
“He wanted to fuck you, didn’t he?” he asked.
Donna moaned again. “I’m not good enough for him to fuck,” she said. “My pussy is only good for scum like you,” she said. “You pathetic fuck,” she said.
He heard several loud slaps in succession followed by, “Harder,” from Donna.
“You want him to fuck you, don’t you?” John said. Wet slaps still emanated from the open door. Creeping forwards, Dexter peered around the corner. John was perched behind Donna, fucking her doggy style. Each impact of his hips sent her perfect breasts swaying sexily.
“He’s watching us right now,” Donna said.
John looked up and grinned. “He’s probably wanting to come and take you away to fuck your brains out.”
Donna’s eyes rolled back in her head at the thought. “God, baby,” she said. “Will you tell him to? Will you make him come fuck me?”
John’s sweat slicked body continued to pound into her.
“Guh,” Donna said, tensing up for a few moments before relaxing again. It looked like she’d had several orgasms, and this was just one more in a series. Mildly impressed with John’s stamina, he stayed quiet but continued to watch raptly.
“You just came wishing he was fucking you,” John said. “Didn’t you?”
She nodded, her eyes finding a very confused Dexter’s.
John lifted his hand and brought it down hard on the delectable, womanly curve of Donna’s ass.
“You’d let him have your pussy?” John asked.
Donna nodded. “God, yes,” she said without hesitation. “He can fuck me wherever he wants baby,” she said. “Fuck…”
John continued fucking her, slapping her ass again several times.
“Oh God,” Donna said. “He’s got a hard-on baby. He might come and claim my pussy as his,” she said. “You know it won’t be your pussy anymore if he fucks me with that beast. It’ll be his pussy.”
John groaned and nodded. “He’s gonna come take my pussy from me, isn’t he?”
Dexter was still really confused and a very weirded out, but it was too hot watching the two go at it.
“I’m gonna cum,” John said. Donna slid off the bed then, causing him to groan in frustration.
“You don’t get to cum in someone else’s pussy, you pathetic shit” Donna said. She slid forwards as John hurriedly started to jerk off.
Crawling on her knees, she came over to Dexter and knelt down in front of him, looking up as her boyfriend came up stroking, jerking off behind her. She stared up at Dex, her eyes smoldering as she looked from his very erect cock hidden behind his shorts, and staring into his eyes.
John groaned and cried out in pleasure, his cock spasming into the air behind her. A streak of cum splashed across the back of her head, in her hair. She didn’t turn at all, just continued staring at Dex while her boyfriend jerked off on her from behind. Again and again, he shot onto her back and the back of her head.
Groaning, he collapsed into bed and pulled the covers over him.
Donna winked, continuing to look at him expectantly.
“Is he gonna fuck you baby, or maybe jerk off in your mouth?” John asked, not turning over to look at him.
Dexter was too weirded out though, and shook his head.
Shrugging, she stood. “I guess not,” she said with a shrug, and slid into bed beside her boyfriend.
Dexter had a lot to talk about with his girlfriend. Confused, he got in his truck and drove home.