Sara's Depraved Temptations Ch. 04

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Lucas had Sara bent over the couch thrusting hard into her from behind, the loud rhythmic smacking of his hips meeting her ass filled the room alongside her increasingly loud cries of pleasure. His movements were simple, there was no technique to them, just wild, animalistic thrusting into her. No seeking out special spots to enhance her pleasure, no timing his thrusts and finding the rhythm that would best suit her, just brutal hard pounding into the deepest parts of her pussy. Even without Adam's skill, Lucas had managed to pull another orgasm out of her by virtue of his size and the strength of his thrusts, and she could feel another on the horizon. The excitement of the situation, of finally getting to fuck Lucas (while Adam listened nearby no less), and of his relentless assault on her body, had her dripping down her thighs and begging for more. He showed no real concern for her pleasure, he was just using her body to get off, but even that callous disregard excited her and heightened her pleasure. She could only imagine how good it would be to have someone with Adam's skill and Lucas's size pounding away at her, and she bit her lip as he continued hammering her cervix.

"Come on, big guy," she gasped over her shoulder. "Fuck this slutty pussy into submission! Fill me up!"

With a growl he picked up his pace again, and for a moment she thought he'd end up leaving bruises all over her. She moaned at the thought and pushed back against him harder. She needed this punishment, she craved her own degradation, and she wanted Lucas to do it to her. She felt his cock start to swell inside her and his thrusts lost their rhythm and became more erratic. The stretching of her deepest parts was delicious, and her hand snaked in between her legs to play with her clit. She needed to cum on him again before he burst. As she pushed herself over the edge, sending her body into screaming convulsions she wondered if he'd pull out again. Part of her hoped he wouldn't.

"Fuck, Im gonna bust!" Lucas cried out at the spasming of her pussy milked his cock and threatened to push him over the edge once again.

"Do it! Doitdoitdoitdoit!" Sara was lost in her own orgasm, practically drooling as she rode out the intense climax on Lucas's massive shaft. She loved how he made her feel, despite his inexperience, and knew in that moment that she needed to have him again and again. At the last possible second she felt him pull out, wrenching it from inside her and erupting all over her back, soaking into her already ruined shirt. Sara gasped for breath as Lucas fell back against the coffee table, his own breathing ragged and loud.

She looked over her shoulder at the man she'd let ruin her, and at the still glistening cock he'd done it with. It was slowly softening in the cool air of the apartment, and she licked her lips and shuddered, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her. His second load had felt as big as the first, and she wondered how much it would take before he wouldn't be able to cum any more. Might be something worth finding out soon. Her pussy was still dripping and aching for more, and she relished the feel of his thick cum soaking both sides of her body. The cushion was undoubtedly stained from where she'd been pressed into it, but she couldn't bring herself to care about that yet. She was still in a lusty haze, and as a wicked thought occurred to her she couldn't help but smile drunkenly to herself.

Sliding all the way to the ground, she started to pull the shirt over her head, but stopped once her face was covered. She breathed in the heady scent of sex, of Lucas's cum and her sweat and moaned loudly while squirming on the floor. She left herself tangled like that, the aroma filling her nostrils, and reached out to Lucas with her feet. When she reached his thigh, she worked her foot up to his cock and started to slowly tease and stroke it with one, then both of her soft feet, savoring the warm slick feel of it against her toes and the quiet moans that slipped out of Lucas's mouth.

"You've gotta be kidding me," he gasped, his voice incredulous. "Again?"

Despite his protest, Sara could feel Lucas stiffening under her touch again, and she smiled behind the shirt. Face covered, arms bound over her head, and drunk on the smell of lust, Sara simply spread her legs invitingly, her wet pussy shining with her arousal.

"Fucking hell," Lucas groaned, but Sara could hear him moving around, and soon his large hands had lifted her hips and his cock was nestled against her entrance once more. She bit her lip and let out a long throaty moan as he sank slowly into her depths. Part of her warned that this was a mistake, that she'd never be able to go back after this, but as he bottomed out inside her, her mind went blank and she surrendered again.

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Adam sat against the door, cock throbbing in his hand and precum leaking from its tip as he listened to the sound of Lucas and Sara fucking yet again. He'd been able to hold off on cumming so far, but he didn't think he could last much longer. He'd lost count of the number of times he'd heard Sara cum out there, and he was acutely aware that she had never sounded like that when he fucked her. Lucas was doing something to her out there that he couldn't, and the idea was tearing at him even as it turned him on to no end. This may have been a mistake, he'd never be able to take her to the heights of pleasure that Lucas could after all, but Adam didn't care.

"Oh fuck yes, Lucas! Fuck me just like that! Yesyesyesyesyes!"

"Fucking...slut..."

"Yes! I'm a slut! I'm your slut, Lucas! You fuck me so good!"

"Better than Adam?"

"Soo much better! It doesn't even compare! He could never fuck me like this! Please don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

Adam groaned and had to let go of his cock for fear of cumming. He was right at the edge, and wasn't sure how much longer he could take this. He knew that he should be heartbroken hearing her talk like this, but it just drove his excitement higher and higher. He knew that tomorrow he and Sara would need to figure this out, but he was pretty sure he knew what both of them wanted. And part of him couldn't help but think that if he stopped her from fucking Lucas in the future that she would just do it behind his back. Which would almost be hotter, that she'd be so hooked on Lucas that she'd even risk their relationship to keep getting more of him.

The thought of Sara cheating on him, paired with the sounds from the living room reaching another crescendo brought Adam to orgasm, once again without even touching himself. As he heard Sara cry out in ecstasy, he reached his own peak and came so hard that he nearly blacked out, shooting his load on the ground even as Lucas was no doubt shooting his own into Adam's girlfriend. The idea of his roommate impregnating Sara shouldn't have been so exciting, but for some reason, Adam couldn't shake the image. It's not like they'd been using condoms at all, and Adam had no idea if Lucas ever thought to pull out during this marathon session.

As the sounds from the living room petered out, Adam rushed to clean up his mess. He was only partly through when the door opened and Sara was standing over him, naked and dazed, a fresh load of cum soaking her stomach and breasts, along with a load that had dried on her face. Adam wasn't sure if she'd ever seemed more beautiful to him than she did at that moment. She stumbled over to him on unsteady legs and collapsed into his arms, nuzzled against his neck, and let out an extremely satisfied sigh.

"Thank you, baby."

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Sara woke the next morning to a familiar, yet still novel, sensation between her legs. That of a tongue gliding between her lips and gently teasing her clit. A soft moan escaped her and she found herself squirming as she was eaten out from under the covers. He head was still fuzzy from sleeping, and the haze of lust that was rapidly descending on her did nothing to help clear her mind. Her hands unconsciously drifted to Adam's head between her legs, fingers lacing through his hair as he drew breathy gasps and whimpering from her lips. As he ravenously attacked her pussy, her mind drifted to the dreams she'd had last night of fucking Lucas in the living room of the apartment. As soon as the memory of the "dream" crossed her mind, she jolted into full wakefulness, legs wrapping around Adam's head and back arching in pleasure. It hadn't been a dream. She'd actually done it. She'd fucked Lucas last night, and now Adam was devouring her the following morning.

"Baby! W-what are you doing?!" she squealed as Adam sucked her clit between his lips. Realizing she was awake, he redoubled his efforts, teasing her entrance with his tongue and nibbling lightly at her clit. Sara's eyes rolled back and she gripped him harder, gasping and begging for more. This was a side of Adam she'd never seen before, and she needed him to keep going. He lapped at her entrance, teasing her juices out of her tunnel before spreading them all over her pussy. His ministrations drove her voice higher and higher as he tormented the sensitive flesh with his lips and tongue.

Sara writhed in the bed, completely at Adam's nonexistent mercy as he worked to bring her to an intense orgasm first thing in the morning. Her voice reached a fever pitch as he expertly zeroed in on the most sensitive parts of her pussy and she clung to him for dear life as he drove her towards the edge. His fingers dug into her thighs as he increased his pace, sensing her climax fast approaching, and Sara was vaguely aware of him grinding himself against the bed as he ate her. His tongue danced along her clit and she screamed his name, her legs locked tightly around his neck, fingers white knuckled in his hair. Her eyes rolled back in her head as stars exploded behind her vision, her climax tearing through her like a bolt of lightning. Adam never relented, even as she convulsed and thrashed beneath him and screamed her wordless pleasure to the ceiling. He drew out her orgasm, keeping the pleasure rolling through her without stop and not giving her the chance to recover or come down from it. Almost immediately she came again, and only when she begged him to stop, gasping and pleading for mercy did he release her. She collapsed, her body completely limp as the aftershocks of the double climax continued going off like fireworks through her body, and she was certain that she would have passed out had he continued even further. Part of her wished he had.

Adam sat up, the covers sliding off him, his chin covered in her release, and a proud smile on his face as she fought to catch her breath. Before she could muster up the strength to speak, he leaned over her, lining his cock up with her pussy and drove his entire length in with a single stroke. Sara threw her head back, throat already raw, and cried out in pleasure once again. Her overstimulated body couldn't handle the sudden invasion, and she nearly blacked out again as the pleasure shot through her. He thrust into her slowly, gently, letting her come down a little more, and as she wrapped her legs around his and brought her hands up to his shoulders, he leaned down to kiss her.

Sara tasted herself on his lips, and let out a decadent moan before deepening the kiss, seeking to devour him the same way he'd devoured her. His pace quickened in response and she whimpered into his mouth and rolled her hips to meet him. Her nails dug into his back, drawing a hiss from him.

"How is it?" He asked, his breath caressing her lips as he maintained his new pace inside her.

"It's good baby, don't stop."

"How does it measure up? Be honest."

Sara let her head fall back on the pillow so she could look Adam in the eye. She studied his face, finding only curiosity and lust there.

"Are you sure you want honesty?" She teased him, relishing his groan and the increased force of his thrusting. She let out a shaky moan as he hit that special cluster of nerves she liked, and her eyelids fluttered.

"Tell me," his thrusting became more eager, more desperate, and the look in his eyes was needy and pitiful.

"You can't un-know it once I tell you, baby," Sara moaned, rolling her hips against him again and grinding her clit on his pubis. "Are you sure you want to hear it?"

Adam nodded without hesitation. His breathing was heavy and ragged, and his thrusts were getting more and more erratic. True to form, he'd remembered the condom, though Sara wasn't sure exactly when he'd slipped it on, and she felt a confusing mixture of disappointment and satisfaction at that. She pulled his head down to her and whispered the answer he so desperately craved in his ear.

"It doesn't," she hissed wickedly, relishing the pained groan her cruelty had elicited from her lover. "Lucas feels so much better, baby. He stretches me so much more, and reaches so much deeper. He hit parts of me last night that I didn't even know existed! He doesn't even know what he's doing and he already fucks me so much better than you ever could. I don't think I'll ever be able to stop fucking him!"

Adam groaned again, his pumping getting harder and faster, as Sara squealed and moaned at the rough sensation.

"That's right baby, fill that condom up! Waste that load you could be pumping inside me! You're lucky he's so good at pulling out, 'cause I won't even try to stop him from cumming in me!" She bit his earlobe, then hissed again as he hit a good spot inside her. "Better make me cum, baby. Otherwise I'm gonna need Lucas to finish me off! Or maybe you'd like that. Maybe you want him to fill me up again. You wanna watch this time, baby? You wanna watch me get fucked the way I need to? The way you can't?!"

Adam nodded, clearly on the brink of his orgasm, and Sara squeezed down on him, running her nails along his back and grinding against him as their hips met.

"I can't hear you baby."

"Yes!" Adam shouted, his voice strained, and Sara could feel him cumming, filling the condom inside her. Shot after shot went off in the rubber and as he fucked her through his orgasm, he continued his confession. "It's so fucking hot! I want you to keep fucking him! I can't get enough of you being a slut!"

They lay in bed together, their limbs still tangled and their breathing evening out. Sara gently traced her fingers along Adam's back and he kissed her shoulder. She squeezed his softening cock, savoring the quiet moan he let out.

"You didn't cum," he whispered after a few minutes. Sara shook her head.

"No, but I did when you ate me. You made me cum so good."

"But not with my cock," his voice was firmer this time. "Not like you did with Lucas last night."

"No baby," Sara smiled cruelly, understanding what he was getting at. "I've never cum on your cock the way I did on his. He made me cum so hard, and so much, that I almost followed him to his bed instead of returning to yours. I couldn't even think straight after he was done with me." Sara felt Adam's spent cock twitch against her. As she had come to suspect, he loved this as much as she did. "And he doesn't stop after one shot like you do, Adam. He can keep going, over and over again. I think I'm already hooked on him. Just thinking about what he can do gets me so fucking wet, I can't stand it." She laughed and let a mocking tone enter her voice. "God, I'm still sore from last night, but I can't wait for him to do it to me again."

Adam collapsed on the bed next to her with a pained moan, and for a second she thought that she had maybe gone too far with her teasing. But when he looked back up at her, his eyes were full of the same lust that she herself was feeling. She was liking this delicious new side of Adam, and she licked her lips hungrily as she stared into the dark pools of his eyes.

"Do it," he growled, sending a delighted shiver down her spine. "Get him to fuck you again. Let him fuck you whenever you want."

Sara's heart was racing and another smile crossed her face. She leaned in keeping her lips a breath away from his.

"Are you sure about that? I might never be satisfied with fucking you again if you let me have this. He might steal my body away from you forever. Make me his personal slut."

Adam's eyes rolled and he groaned in pleasure at the thought. He nodded vigorously, clearly excited by the idea. Sara's tongue flicked out and teased his lips, but she didn't close the distance.

"What if I don't want to stop there? What if I want to be a complete slut? Could you handle that? Could you handle your girlfriend fucking whoever she wants while you might never get a taste again?"

"I don't know," he whispered. Sara nodded, understanding, and pulled him in for a hug. It made sense, it was too much, too fast. "But I want to find out."

Those last few words dropped with the weight of a hammer blow. She felt like she could practically cum just from hearing them. She looked down at him, surprised, half expecting him to laugh and tell her it was all a joke. But he was serious.

"Are you sure?"

"Do what you want babe. I want to see what kind of slut you really are."

Sara slowly rose, slipping off the bed and donner clothes from the previous day. The lacy undergarments that hugged her body just right. The flowy skirt that teased her thighs as she walked. The low cut shirt that plunged between her breasts, showing off her impressive cleavage. Once dressed she glance over at Adam, who'd been watching in confusion the whole time.

"I bought these for you, you know," she teased. "Picked them out because of how much I knew you'd like showing me off in them. Now," she leaned in to Adam, grazing his lips with her own, but pulling away before he could capture them. "I'm gonna let your roommate ruin them." As she opened the door and looked over her shoulder at him, she smiled again. "And they won't be the last ones, either."

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Lucas rolled out of bed Friday morning with an aching groan. He felt like he did after a scrimmage back in high school; sore, hungry, and in serious need of a shower. He could practically hear his fatigued muscles screaming as he moved around his room, getting his wits back about him. Had he really gotten so out of shape in the last few years? He supposed it made sense, he'd not been especially active since leaving home, after all. And certainly not as active as last night-

Suddenly, his mind was clear as adrenaline shot through him. Last night. He'd fucked Sara last night. He'd fucked his best friend's girlfriend. Several times, in fact. She'd been insatiable, and he'd been in no position to refuse her. What had he been thinking last night? She was Adam's girlfriend, and they'd both betrayed him. But she'd said something about Adam sending her out. Did she mean that? What if she'd been lying?

At the same time, he had a newfound respect for Adam. He had no idea how his skinny friend was able to keep up with that nymphomaniac. Maybe that was why he sent her out, just needed a break or something. But as Lucas thought more about the previous night, he remembered the things she had said to him. That he was a better fuck than Adam. That he had filled her up in ways Adam never could. Had she meant all that? Or was it just said in the heat of the moment? And if she did mean it, did that mean she would want more sex with him. Lucas felt himself stirring at the thought, and shook his head to clear his mind.

'Food first,' he chided himself. 'Questions later. Maybe. Might be better to pretend this never happened.'

As he stepped out of his room, he silently took stock of the common area. The couch and coffee table were still out of position from when the two had moved them with the force of their fucking. And that stupid, sexy t-shirt she always wore around the place when she slept over was draped over his armchair, the dried cum stains still visible on the dark material. He wondered if it had stuck there. He hoped not, but he had drenched the thing so it wouldn't have surprised him.