Brian's Sweet Slut Pt. 03

Brian ignored the fishing lines as he watched Patrick and Sara. He had to admit that Patrick was working her over pretty well. The noise from their slapping sex organs matched the sound of the waves around the hull of the boat.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Sara screamed.

Patrick did his best, pounding into her until it felt like his balls were going to explode. It took quite some time for him to reach his peak. "Sara, Sara," he gasped, "I'm close."

"Yes! Yes! Cum in meeeeeee!!!" Sara screamed as another climax took her.

Patrick groaned and his balls unleashed his pent up cum. It filled her hole until it squeezed out the sides, splattering across her thighs.

Finally Patrick collapsed onto Sara's still trembling body. Then he slid off and slowly got to his feet. For a moment, the movement of the boat or exhaustion made him sway. He knelt down and kissed Sara tenderly before going back to his chair and almost falling into it. "Your turn," he said to Brian with a tired smile. His tone was less of a challenge and more of "see if you can satisfy her-I've tried."

Brian stared at Sara lying spread out on the deck. There were beads of sweat all over her oiled body.

She smiled and opened her arms to him. A second later he was off the chair and kneeling between her legs.

"Please," she whispered as she opened her legs and squirmed on the mat.

An animal like moan escaped from Brian's lips as he dropped between her legs and slipped inside her saturated hole in one quick movement. Her warmth and wetness surrounded him. "Oh God Sara," Brian gasped as his hips began to work into her. Fortunately, because he had climaxed so many times in the past couple of days, he had a little stamina. He felt like he could pump into her wet hole for a long time.

However, Sara had other ideas. She pushed his hips away until his penis slipped out of her.

"What?" he asked looking down at her in surprise.

She looked up at him with her eyes filled with lust. There was almost a crazed look on her face. She whispered, "Fuck my ass!"

"Oh my God," Brian gasped and closed his eyes, trying desperately not to climax right there and spoil it. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. I had your tongue, now I want your cock in my ass." With that Sara flipped over and got onto her hands and knees. She looked back over her shoulder and swayed her buttocks at him.

Brian stared at her unbelievingly. Not only couldn't he believe what he was hearing, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Please," Sara pleaded.

With trembling hands Brian opened the cheeks of Sara's sexy ass. Her tiny rose almost winked at him. He felt his penis throb as he moved forward. A groan escaped his lips as he slipped his penis into her sloppy hole again to get it wet. When he pulled out it was dripping with juice. He placed the head at her tiny rear hole and hesitated-worried that it was never going to fit.

"Fuck meeeee!!!" Sara hissed as she reached back and spread her cheeks as wide as possible.

With a deep breath he pushed his hips forward. The lubrication on the head of his penis helped the swollen crown to slip inside.

Sara gasped but didn't pull away. Instead she continued to hold her cheeks apart and pushed back at him. She grunted. Her face was turned to one side and pressed against the mat. Her eyes were closed tight in concentration.

Brian pushed forward hard again. "Ohhhhhhh!!!" he gasped as the head slipped deeper and the walls of her anal canal caressed his shaft. Brian had never felt anything so exciting. His penis felt like it was encased in a silk glove. The muscles of her canal caressed him, sucking him deeper, almost squeezing the cum prematurely from his balls. When his balls finally touched her vagina he had to pause or risk cumming. He was all the way inside her ass.

Now Sara was gasping for breath. Her hips swayed back and forth, side to side, and her knees were spread open obscenely... she felt incredibly exposed and sluttish.

Brian pulled his penis half way out and plunged in again.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" they both moaned.

Soon his hips began to work in and out, forcing grunts from Sara's lips. She pushed back with each plunge, taking him as deeply as possible. She could feel the swollen head rubbing against her anal walls as it moved in and out.

Suddenly Brian pulled all the way out. "Open your ass for me Sara," he ordered. "I want to see that little asshole stretched wide."

Sara sucked in her breath and she reached back again and pulled her cheeks apart. Amazingly her asshole opened to the size of a silver dollar. She held it like that.

Brian's mouth opened in amazement. He had never seen anything like it. Sara's normally tiny hole was opened wide enough for him to see deep into her canal. He could see the walls pulsing.

"Fuck it! Fuck my big asshole," Sara screamed.

With an animal like moan Brian plunged back in. The large head of his penis easily breached the opening and slid deep into her. The walls closed tight around his shaft. "God Sara, I can't take it," Brian moaned.

"Cum in me! Cum in my asssssss!!!" Suddenly Sara's body tensed. The muscles in her ass squeezed the shaft tightly. "Briannnnnnnnn!!!" she screamed as her body began to convulse.

Brian pushed in as deeply as he could go and froze. He threw his head back and screamed. His cum rocketed down the shaft and blasted into her hole. It felt like his head was going to explode. The world around him began to spin out of control as he poured everything he had into his wife's willing asshole.

Brian and Patrick sat on their chairs with beers in their hands. Behind them Sara was lying exhausted on the pad, still on her stomach where Brian had left her. Her legs were spread carelessly, exposing both of her holes. Her eyes were closed but there was a contented smile on her face. Cum was running from both of her ravished holes.

The two men looked down at Sara.

"It doesn't get any better than this," Brian said as he held his beer up to Patrick.

Patrick smiled and tapped his bottle against Brian's. "I don't know how it could," he answered.

Suddenly Brian's fishing line hissed and began to reel out. An incredibly large fish jumped out of the water. It was hooked on the line and it twisted and turned high above the water before plunging back in with a splash.

The men looked at each other and Brian said, "I think it just did."

Chapter 7

Sara had a long silk robe wrapped around her and was standing outside Patrick's bedroom door. Underneath the robe she wore a white corset that lifted her breasts and left the top half exposed with the tips of her nipples just peeking over the top. She also had on a pair of matching panties, lace garter belt, stockings, and four-inch high heels. It was Patrick's last night before he was to fly home. Although he promised to seriously consider moving east to be with them, it was going to take a few months at best. Sara didn't know what she was going to do without him. She had quickly gotten used to living with and pleasing two men. They had made love at least once a day, if not two or three times, since that first night.

Tonight they were supposed to go out to dinner to celebrate Patrick's last night. However, she and Brian had decided that the night should be for Patrick and her. In fact, Brian had insisted. It was to be a surprise going away present for Patrick.

Sara wiped a tear from her eye and tapped on his door. It took a minute before Patrick opened the door. He stood wet from the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Sara," he said with a surprised look on his face. "I thought... I though we were... were going out first?"

"I know but Brian and I agreed that I should spend the night with you... just you and I. We thought maybe I could convince you to move out here with us," Sara said with a hopeful smile.

"I said I would think about it. You know there is a lot to think about. My job, my house, all kinds of things... not to mention that I might become a third wheel. You and Brian have your own life."

"Don't Patrick. You know that both Brian and I want you to be here with us. We know that someday you will find someone but until then... please!" Sara stopped, her voice choked up and the tears began to flow again.

Patrick reached out and pulled Sara into the room and into his arms. "Sara, you know I care deeply for you, don't you?" he said as he looked down at her tear-streaked face.

"Yes," she whispered and turned her face to the side and pressed her cheek to his still wet chest. She sobbed.

"I'll think about it, but not tonight," Patrick said and pushed the door closed with his foot. Then he lifted Sara's face and wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. They stared at one another for a long time. Slowly Patrick brought his lips to hers. Their mouths opened and their tongues began to duel.

Sara moaned deep in her throat. Suddenly all the sadness was forgotten for the moment. She began to get wet. She pulled away and whispered, "Tonight I'm yours. I want you to cum in every hole I have. I want to remember this... remember this forever."

"That's a tall order, but I think I can do it," Patrick answered with a smile and he pulled her tight to him again and hugged her. Then he gently pushed her back and opened her robe, letting it drop to the floor. He stared at her sexy attire. "God you're beautiful," he whispered.

"Thank you," Sara said and began to kiss his chest, her tongue licking the beads of water from his skin. She moved her lips to his nipples and gently bit them.

Patrick moaned and he rubbed her shoulders, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on his nipples. He didn't try to stop her when she began to work her lips lower. He let her go lower until she was kneeling at his feet.

She looked up at him and said, "Is this where you want me to start?" Without waiting for an answer she opened his towel and dropped it to the floor. His penis was about half-hard and growing.

"Mmmmm," Sara moaned as she lifted it and sucked it into her mouth. She felt the blood flowing into it, making it swell in her mouth. Soon it was fully hard and filling her mouth. She held it and looked up at Patrick. Without taking her eyes from his she moved her head forward, taking the shaft deep into her mouth. When the large head reached the breach of her throat she took a breath through her nose and pushed forward again. She fought the urge to gag as the large crown stretched her throat and began to go deeper.

Patrick groaned when he felt the head slip into her throat. His eyes never left hers as his penis disappeared. He saw her eyes swimming with lust as inch after inch went down her throat until his balls touched her chin. He saw tears trickle from the corners of her eyes but he didn't think they were from sadness. He felt her gag but she didn't release him. Then he felt her hands on his thigh, pushing him back. He moved his hips back until the head was in her mouth again and heard her take a breath. However, she quickly pulled his hips forward, forcing his shaft back into her throat.

Sara closed her eyes finally and pushed Patrick back and pulled him forward again.

Patrick got the idea and began to push in and out of her mouth. Each thrust forward was stopped momentarily as her throat adjusted. He could feel her throat muscles working up and down his shaft as she swallowed him. It felt like a fist was squeezing his shaft. Far too soon, Patrick could feel his balls begin to churn. He closed his eyes and began to gasp for breath. He felt a tingling in his toes that run up his legs. His head began to spin. He didn't want to cum this quick but when he tried to pull away, Sara pushed his hands from her and moaned. He got the message... Sara wanted him to cum deep in her throat.

"Oh Jesus Sara," Patrick gasped as his body began to tremble. He wanted to move... to thrust his penis into her mouth... yet it felt so good where it was. He stood frozen with only the movement of Sara's throat on his shaft. She was milking him... milking him with her throat. Patrick began to gasp for breath. He could feel his semen began to churn in his balls and then begin to rush up the shaft. He could feel the head expand and his cum flowing out of him. Her throat reacted by squeezing his shaft in reflex. It was a strange feeling. It seemed like his cum wasn't leaving his body... almost like Sara was an extension of his body. It was incredibly erotic.

Finally, when Patrick's penis began to shrink, Sara let it out of her mouth. When it did, a trickle of sperm dripped from the head and remained on her lip. It was the only visible sign that he had climaxed. She licked it away with her tongue as if she wanted proof that he had actually cum. She had felt it flowing down his shaft but she hadn't tasted it. She missed tasting it. Still, having him cum deep in her throat was very exciting.

Patrick pulled Sara to her feet and kissed her lips. Then he pulled her over to the bed and sat her down. Slowly he went to his knees. He moved between her thighs and lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders, pushing her back onto the bed. He pulled the pillows from the bed and placed one under Sara's hips and one under his knees. He was going to take his time and didn't want pain in his knees to slow him down.

Patrick began to kiss up Sara's thighs. As he neared her vagina he could smell her excitement. He could see that the crotch of her panties was soaked. He licked the soft material gently, teasing her swollen lips underneath. Then he sucked the material into his mouth, tasting her juice. A moan escaped his lips. He pulled the crotch aside and gazed down at her swollen sex. It was truly beautiful. The inner lips were swollen and puffed out of the larger outer lips like the petals of a flower. He flattened his tongue and ran it between the lips, gathering up her thick sex juice. A moan escaped his lips as her juice slid down his throat. With a growl he buried his face in her crotch.

"Ahhhhhheeeee!!!" Sara screamed as Patrick's sucked her sensitive lips into his mouth. She bucked her hips up attowards his face.

Patrick pulled away and heard a moan of frustration. He smiled and began to tease her lips, licking up one side and down the other. He opened the swollen lips with his fingers and found her clit. It was swollen and larger than he had ever seen it. The little nub stuck out like a miniature penis. It even had a little crown to it. First, he blew warm air on it and felt Sara shiver. Then he licked around it, teasing the edges. Sara was moaning continuously now and squirming so much that he had to hold her legs tight to keep her body still. He opened his mouth and sucked it inside, pulling it deep into his mouth. His tongue pressed the nub to the roof of his mouth.

Sara began to buck her hips and shiver like she was having a fit. Suddenly her body lifted up and she grabbed Patrick's hair in her fists. "Jesussssssssss!!!" she screamed and began to convulse. Suddenly it felt like floodgates had opened and she began to squirt her juice into Patrick's surprised mouth. Sara couldn't comprehend what was happening to her. Her body became one massive orgasm. Every nerve was on fire. She twisted and turned as her climax consumed her. Slowly darkness overtook her and she stopped moving.

When Patrick pulled his mouth from Sara's vagina, he was wet from his nose down to his stomach. He wasn't sure what had happened but he was sure that Sara had had a tremendous climax. When he looked up at her, he saw that her eyes were closed and her body was limp. He became a little worried when she didn't move. He could see her chest moving up and down but there was no other movement. He went to the bathroom and got a cold cloth and placed it on her head.

It took a few minutes for Sara to come around. When she opened her eyes she saw Patrick looking at her with a worried expression on his face. She smiled and opened her arms to him. "That was incredible," she whispered as she pulled him onto her.

"I was a little worried," he said.

"That's the second time that has happened," she said, referring to her squirting. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I loved it."

She pulled his lips to hers and they kissed for a long time, their passions growing again.

"I want you in my cunt now," Sara said nastily. "I want you to fuck me as hard as you can, for as long as you can."

Patrick was already hard. He pulled her up and had her get onto her hands and knees. He got behind her and knelt. As he looked at her sexy ass barely covered with the panties, he felt his penis throb. He pulled the strip of material aside and moved his penis to her entrance. With one quick shove he went into her to the hilt.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" Sara cried as she felt his penis moved swiftly through her lips and hit bottom.

Without waiting for the okay, Patrick began to pound into her. His hips were a blur as he moved in and out with great speed. The slapping of their bare skin echoed throughout the room. Soon, Patrick broke out in a sweat as he moved his hips in and out rapidly.

Sara was pushing her hips back at him just as hard. "Fuck me hard!!!" she screamed.

Patrick did as she asked. Over and over he slammed into her until her juices were smeared all over her thighs and his. When his knees got tired he rolled her over until they were lying on their sides. He lifted one leg and worked his penis into her rapidly from behind. Then he pulled her over and had her sit on him.

Sara sat up with her back to Patrick. She turned and smiled over her shoulder at him and began to bounce up and down.

Patrick looked down and saw his penis slipping in and out of her dripping hole. Her sexy lips were stretched wide and almost turned inside out each time she raised up. He knew that he would never grow tired of that sight.

The room was filled with their cries of pleasure and the slapping of wet flesh.

"Sara, I'm getting close," Patrick warned after they had been at it for almost forty-five minutes.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in me," she screeched. She was already in the middle of her second orgasm.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Patrick groaned as he unleashed his second load of sperm into her. This time he felt it... he felt it pouring into her clenching hole and then surrounding his still moving penis.

Sara twisted and turned until she felt Patrick's penis begin to shrink. She squeezed him one last time before she fell to the bed. Then she crawled into Patrick's arms. They fell asleep like that.

Sometime later Sara awoke to a hand between her legs. Patrick was lying behind her in a spoon fashion. She opened her legs to give him better access. A smile came to her face when she felt him coating his penis with the juice from her saturated vagina. She reached back and opened her ass cheeks. She knew what was coming. She grunted in pleasure as Patrick slipped into her tight asshole.

Sometime early that morning Brian felt Sara crawl into bed with him. "Did you have fun?" he asked.

"What do you think?" she answered in an exhausted voice, smiling.

Brian reached down and felt her sopping holes and smiled. He snuggled up behind her and began to kiss her neck.

"Take whatever hole you want... I'm exhausted," she said.

Brian slipped into her already wet and stretched vagina. The warmth of her hole surrounded him as he began to work slowly in and out. He snuggled up to her body, reaching around to squeeze her breasts lovingly. He could hear Sara moaning contentedly. It took him a long time to climax. Afterward he pulled Sara into his arms and kissed her. She fell asleep almost immediately and didn't hear him whispered "I love my sweet slut."

Sara didn't go to the airport with Brian and Patrick the following morning. She didn't want to make a fool of herself in a public place. She cried her tears and kissed him goodbye at the door, making him promise to call as soon as he got home.