“Well,” I ask him. “What do you think?”
“I think I’m love with both of you,” Dan says, falling onto the couch.
“Yeah, we get that a lot,” I say, smiling as I drop onto the couch next to him.
“We make a pretty good team,” Vanessa adds, sitting down on the other side of him.
“More than pretty good,” Dan says. “You two are incredible.”
“Ahh, you’re too sweet,” I reply.
“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Vanessa says.
“Nope,” I say. “Not bad at all. And with a little more practice, you might even get to be pretty good. ”
“Well, you know what they say,” Dan laughs. “Practice makes perfect.”
“Indeed it does,” I say. “So what do you think? Are you ready to go again?”
“Right now?” Dan asks.
“Why not?” Vanessa says. “Unless, of course, you can’t handle another round with us.”
He laughs and shakes his head. “Hell, I barely made it through round one.”
“So that’s a no?” I say.
“I didn’t say that,” Dan replies. “I just need a few minutes to recover.”
“Take all the time you want,” I say, grabbing Vanessa’s hand and standing up. “We’ll be in the shower, getting cleaned up. Feel free to join us when you’re ready.”
Vanessa and I head towards the bathroom. We start the shower and are just about to climb in when Dan arrives.
“That didn’t take long,” I say, flashing him a wry smile.
“What can I say? Just the though of you two in the shower together helped me recover real quickly.”
“Yeah, I thought it might,” I say, pulling the door open. Vanessa enters the double-sided shower, followed by Dan, and I bring up the rear, closing the door behind me.
And just like that, round two is under way.
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BANGING THE DEPRAVED TEEN
When did 19-year old girls become such nasty little sluts? Back when I was that age—which was less than 10 years ago, mind you—it was nearly impossible to find a girl that would sleep with you without at least going out for a couple of dates. And once you got them in bed they barely knew what they were doing. And getting a decent blow job? Forget about it. Let alone anything nastier.
But nowadays it seems like they’d rather spent a night getting freaky in the sack instead of even bothering with dinner and a movie. And not just straight fucking, but dirty, filthy, perverted shit. Girls these days will do things on the first night that I couldn’t get my old girlfriends to do months into the relationship. Not to mention the attitudes they have. Trash-talking is the norm. They have no shame. Or respect. Or morals.
I don’t know if it’s the proliferation of internet porn or just the degradation of our society, but 21-year olds have definitely changed. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Especially when one of them takes an interest in me.
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Her name was Haley and she was a tiny little 19-year old girl. She was barely north of five feet tall and she couldn’t have been more than half my weight. She was skinny but athletic, with tanned skin, wavy brown hair, a cute but not-too-innocent face, small tits, an incredibly tight ass and thin legs. Exactly how I liked my women. Young, cute, petite and all natural. None of that plastic surgery crap for me. And, as it turned out, I was exactly how she liked her men. Older. And attractive. Or so she said.
We met at a BBQ one of my neighbors was throwing. Haley’s sister was friends with my neighbor’s girlfriends brother or some crap like that. I don’t really know, nor do I care. What matters was that she showed up at the party and saw me and started a conversation with me. She didn’t stay long, but before she left she gave me her address and asked me to come over the next day around noon to hang out. I told her I’d love to and then she took off.
I showed up the next day not knowing what to expect. But as soon as she answered the door it was obvious what was going on. She had on a pink, lacy top that barely covered the top half of her perky little tits and pink and white striped panties. Nothing else.
My cock immediately started to rise.
“For some reason I feel overdressed,” I said, flashing her a little smile as I walked in.
“Don’t worry,” Haley said, closing the door behind me. She leaned up against me and looked up at my face. Her head barely reached my shoulders. She ran her hand down my chest, over my stomach and settled on my cock. “I’ll take care of that soon enough.”
“You don’t waste any time, do you?” I said.
“What can I say?” Haley replied. “I know what I want.” She gave my cock squeeze. “And from what I can tell, you want it too. I don’t see why we shouldn’t just get right down to it. Unless, of course, you aren’t comfortable with that.”
“It’s fine with me.”
“I thought you’d feel that way,” she said, undoing my zipper. “Now let’s see what you’re packing down there.”
She dropped down to her knees and pulled my cock out. It was sticking straight out, hard enough to hammer nails. It wasn’t the biggest cock in the world but it wasn’t the smallest either. Right around 7 inches long but thicker than most. Plenty big enough for even the sluttiest of girls out there. Which was a list that Haley was near the top of, from what I could tell.
Her eyes widened when she saw it out in the open but only for a moment. She didn’t want me to know how excited she was. Apparently she had a
