Breaking the Bridesmaids Ch. 02

Recognizing her impending orgasm, I sped up. Amanda came hard, her pussy shuddering around my cock.

As she came down off the orgasm, I left my cock nestled in her pussy, my ball-washer doing her job. When Amanda was finally recovered, I spoke:

"So, should I let her suck it out of your pussy, or get a direct dose?"

Amanda turned to look at me, clearly not realizing what I meant. I pointed at my cock, and she smiled:

"Direct."

I smiled back, and pulled out of her pussy with a 'pop'.

Amanda shifted forward, but didn't roll, pinning her friend to the bed. I looked down at Bonnie, who was looking back at me, upside-down, or more accurately, looking at my cock.

I smiled down at her and said:

"My lovely wife says I can blow my load in your mouth. What do you think about that?"

Bonnie's eyes widened, and it was clear she wasn't okay with the idea, but when she opened her mouth to say something, I stuck my cock in instead.

To her credit, Bonnie didn't struggle or try to spit me out, instead she started sucking the best she could in this position. Lucky for her, fucking my wife had left me close to boiling, and it only took a minute or two of fucking Bonnie's face and caressing my wife's perfect ass before I went off.

Not caring about Bonnie's reaction, I followed my natural instinct and drove my cock deep as I came. I could hear Bonnie making coughing and choking noises, but was too far gone to care. It was only after I finished spilling my seed that I pulled back and saw what I had done.

As I pulled out, Bonnie coughed out what had to be the majority of my cum. Amanda was watching now, and her hand snaked out and cupped the semen, and pushed it back into Bonnie's mouth.

"Spitters are quitters" Amanda said in a singsong voice as she fed my load back in to her best friend's mouth. Bonnie demurely allowed it, sucking on Amanda's finger and swallowing my load.

The transfer gave us all a respite, and I planned my next move. Sitting onto the bed, I grabbed my wife and pulled her close to me.

"Baby, I think Bonnie needs a break. Why don't you see if you can suck-start me for another go?"

Amanda was clearly not finished either, and pushed me onto my back. She leaned over to kiss me, a warm, sensual meeting of the mouths. We continued for a moment until my wife's mouth left mine and trailed down my chin.

As she continued to kiss down my body, her ponytail followed, lightly sweeping across my bare chest. She reached her target and I felt her hand grab my awakening soldier and hold it to the side as she sucked on the base of the shaft, an extremely sensitive area.

Amanda's mouth didn't stay long, and soon she has properly touched every area of my crotch. Obviously, this had consequences, and just at the point I was at full mast, she kissed my cockhead lightly and turned away.

"Okay Bonnie, your turn. Come hop on." She called excitedly, clearly aroused herself.

Bonnie had taken these couple minutes of oral minstrations to recover, but I saw her eyes kept close track of my trouser snake.

She didn't respond immediately, but I wasn't sure what her reserve was for. I gave her a couple more seconds to respond, and when she didn't, I took charge again.

"Amanda, roll her onto her stomach. I want to take her from behind."

I saw Bonnie's eyes widen at this. The thought of my monster impaling her from behind was not what she had envisioned.

It didn't matter as my wife positioned Bonnie with her ass pointed towards me, her cute little pussy sticking out between her legs. Amanda stayed at Bonnie's head, and I could see she had some type of light grip on her best friend.

I moved into position, holding my cock in one hand. I didn't want to touch Bonnie and spoil the surprise, so I steadied myself before simply sinking slowly into the mousy brunette.

Bonnie was tight, her pussy small and compact like her body. I was unable to sink my full self into her on my first try, despite her earlier orgasm, so I pulled out until just the head was in her and repeated my push.

The second time, I got deeper, and I heard Bonnie moan into Amanda's lap.

The fourth time, I finally hit bottom, my balls resting nicely against Bonnie's lips. Entry achieved, I took up a slow rhythm now, letting Bonnie feel the full size of my penetration each time. The pleasure of what I was doing finally overwhelmed Bonnie's physical reservations, and I felt her body relax around me.

I kept my slow, steady pace, but allowed my hands to roam the tiny brunette's body. She had the soft skin and tight body that I had expected. Her small size allowed me to even reach all the way up and cup her tits.

As I did so, I locked eyes with my wife. Amanda was relaxing, Bonnie's head in her lap, stroking her hair. She smiled back at me, the dreamy smile of someone who had been properly fucked.

Our interaction was broken by Bonnie letting out a muffled shriek as she came. Her pussy spasmed around me, then sunk. I wasn't done, so I grabbed her hips and held her up as I continued to fuck her, slow pounding strokes as she felt the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Bonnie, to her credit, recovered, and after a minute she took control of her own weight again, and my hands went back to roaming her body.

Amanda was becoming restless, so I suggested she slip under Bonnie and resume the 69 they had been earlier.

It took a minute, but she succeeded, and let me know she was there by a quick ball-suck. I resumed my slow, hard pounding of her best friend's pussy as my wife clamped on her clit.

I could tell when it started because Bonnie cried out, a cry that quickly became muffled when I shoved her head into Amanda's pussy. I was sure she wouldn't do her best with some much pleasure coming into her body, but I didn't want her to realize what was coming next.

Amanda had allowed me access to her ass with my fingers and even a toy now and then, but she had never completely warmed to anal sex. I had never pushed her since she was open to so much else.

But after fucking Bonnie and staring at her rosebud, I had decided I was going to take it. I had no idea what her feelings on anal sex were, and I didn't care. This weekend was about the girls getting theirs, and I decided a little humiliation was in order.

I pulled out of Bonnie now, exposing my slimy cock and my wife's face underneath. She smiled and opened her mouth, happy to suck my cock if that's what I wanted.

I shook my head, and pulled my cock away. I nodded to continue, and Amanda did, sucking Bonnie's clit again, her eyes watching me.

With one hand, I managed to push down on Bonnie's ass, holding her in place while my other hand held my cock and lined it up to the tiny rosebud I was about to invade.

I pressed my cockhead against her sphincter, and it wasn't until a half-second later that Bonnie, wrapped in the pleasure my wife was giving her, realized what was happening.

"N-no. Please." It was the first time she had spoken, except for moans and shrieks of passion, since dinner.

"I-I haven't."

"You are a virgin there?" I asked, not pulling away, just holding my cockhead against her.

Bonnie nodded, her body tensed.

I leaned over her, letting her feel my body weight on top of her. My head just behind and over her's, I whispered:

"Well, you took something from me, so now I am taking something back."

I pushed harder now, and felt my tip pop inside her, which brought out a grunt.

"Relax. It is happening, you may as well enjoy it. Plus, my wife is eating your pussy. That is what got you here, and it will help you get through it."

With that, I stood back up, keeping one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip. With her body tensed, it was not easy going as I slowly sunk my cock into her butt.

When I was a couple inches in, I felt Bonnie finally relax. The going was a little easier now, but it was obvious she was not lying about being an anal virgin.

When I was in as deep as I was going to get, I felt Bonnie tremble around me, and realized she was cumming again. I took the opportunity to get some strokes in.

The trembling body, tight sensations, plus all the fucking I had already done finally caught up with me, and as Bonnie went limp from her own orgasm, mine hit, and I unloaded my load deep into her bowel.

I kept fucking until it was complete and then pulled out, my cock rapidly softening with my second orgasm of the night.

When I was out, I climbed up on the bed, exhausted. I looked over and saw my wife push Bonnie off her, reverse herself, and crawl up to me.

As she snuggled against me, I saw Bonnie was asleep, passed out from everything that happened that evening.

Amanda kissed me, her face and lips pungent from her friend's pussy. I didn't care, given what I had just done to her.

"Was that your plan all along?" She asked. "Fuck her in the ass?"

I shook my head no. "It just came to me. I wanted to take something from her."

Amanda nodded, looking at her sleeping friend. "Yeah, well, you took something, but it sounded like you left something in her as well, not to mention you fucked her so hard she passed out."

"I think that was you, honey." I kissed Amanda again. "Umm, what do we do with her?"

Bonnie was laying semi diagonally on the bottom half of our bed. There was no way we could sleep with her like that.

"Umm, I am going to grab a washcloth to clean off my face... and your cock, I guess... You move her to the guest room."

I shrugged, mentally drained. I got up and picked up the tiny brunette. As i did, I saw a white spot leaking out of her ass. I smiled, knowing the surprise she would have in the morning.

I was barely back in bed, my dick cleaned by my wife on the way back, before my eyes closed.

The rest of the weekend was a bacchanal treat for me. Bonnie was not allowed a stitch of clothing the rest of the weekend, and Amanda and I played with her body mercilessly.

By the end of the weekend, my dick was chafed from all the fucking I had done. I did not fuck Bonnie anally again, but enjoyed her pussy and mouth immensely. Amanda too, got her fill, and by the time we sent Bonnie home after lunch on Sunday, my wife was as worn out as I was.

Bonnie stammered out an apology to me before she left, but I knew she was never the ringleader. I accepted her apology, and sent her home with a present.

Right before she left, after she was finally allowed to put clothes back on, I fucked her one final time, bending her over the back of the couch in our living room.. When I was close to cumming, I asked my wife where I should leave my final load, pussy or mouth.

Amanda clearly didn't want to make this choice, knowing her friend would have a ride with either cum breath or it leaking out of her. Her face grimaced, and as she opened her mouth to answer, I said it was too late, and deposited the load deep in her pussy.

When I was done, I pulled out my slimy, sticky cock. I pulled Bonnie's panties back in place, pulled down her skirt (that was a poor choice by her) and slapped her on the ass, telling her she needed to leave now.

Her face was a mix of submission and panic as she walked out. I didn't watch her go, instead preferring to closer the door and have my wife clean my cock of the juices deposited there. It was a perfect end to the weekend, which went better than I had hoped.