Date: Wed, 17 Feb 2010 02:22:18 +0000
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Fantasy part 8

My Fantasy - Chapter 2.4 - Pete's Morning
By mattbuck
matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com

Disclaimer:

The following story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real
events is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, it is a story of graphic
sexual content which you may find shocking, disturbing, disgusting or
otherwise offensive. By continuing, you agree that you are reading this of
your own free will, and that it is legal for you to view such content, and
thus that all responsibility for your actions rests with you.

Copyright notice:

Copyright mattbuck, 2002. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution
Non- commercial No Derivatives licence version 2.0 England and
Wales. Essentially, feel free to share this, but don't sell it or change
it. http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/uk/

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Codes: MMMFF, Oral (MF, FM, MM), Vaginal (MF), Anal-Oral (MF), WAM (whipped
cream), light bondage, piss



     As Pete walked in, Hayley and I were just recovering. His cock was
sticking straight up, and there was a light sheen of sweat on his golden
14-year-old body. His ice-blue eyes shone with lust as he said:

     "Matt, do you want to swap partners?"

     As he said this, Emma walked in behind him, her nipples pouty from
Pete's sucking.  How could I refuse? I knew that Pete wanted Hayley, and I
loved Emma. How could I lose?

     "Sure," I said, "As long as you agree to provide the floor-show."

     Pete agreed, and Emma and I sat on the couch where Hayley and I had so
recently fucked. Motioning to a bit of honeyed toast lying on the sofa, she
innocently asked "Who had breakfast, then?" She then laughed dirtily. I
smiled innocently at her, and watched Pete and Hayley. Hayley let Pete do
all the work at first, squeezing her breasts and fingering her cunt.  Then
Hayley took a more provocative role. She rolled over, putting Pete under
her, and then sat back on his face, forcing him between her ass cheeks. I
envied Pete there, until I felt Emma start caressing me. She fondled my
balls, and I stroked her tits, her nipples were straight out in front of
her.

     Pete was now tonguing Hayley's arsehole with fervour. She was moaning
in pleasure as she fingered her cunt and played with her nipples. I moved
my right hand so that Emma was sitting on it. I played my digit between her
buttocks, and then dove into her arsehole. I felt around her nice soft
rectum, and she wriggled on my finger, forcing me further in.

     On the floor, Hayley was orgasming hard into Pete's face. He was
licking up what he could, but was soon overwhelmed. Hayley lay down in
ecstasy, but there was no respite from Pete. He started licking her clit,
bringing her to another orgasm. Even as he did this, he drove three fingers
into her cunt, eliciting another cry of pleasure from her. He withdrew and
pushed in again a few times, then finally drove them into her arsehole, all
the while continuing his oral assault on her gaping pussy.

     It was at this time that Hayley's hot mouth closed over his pulsing
cock. From Pete's muffled moans, I could tell that he was enjoying
himself. Nonetheless, he was plunging his three fingers in and out of her
arse as his tongue attacked her clit.

     It was a race to see who would cum first. In the end, it was Hayley
who came first, the double ministrations of Pete bringing her to a long,
powerful orgasm. She was bucking her hips up and down, trying to force Pete
further into both her orifices, when Pete came into her mouth. Her cheeks
bulged as she tried to swallow all the beautiful juice, but it was soon
flowing out of her mouth and dripping down Pete's hard cock. She collapsed
on top of him, her head to the side of his legs. Pete's face by now was
awash with Hayley's come, and he was revelling in it even as he lay
exhausted on the floor, three fingers still up Hayley's arse.

     I still had my finger in Emma's arse, and I was using my thumb to play
with her clit.  She was squirming on my hand, trying to force me to bring
her to orgasm. I pulled my finger out of her, her arse failing to contract
fully after having been open for so long. I stroked my finger up and down
her crack, between her buttocks, and then brought it to my nose to smell.
She smelt as mouth-watering as always, and I passed my finger under her
nose for her to smell as well. She stood up, and offered her hand to me. I
took it and she helped me up to stand in front of her. She wrapped her arms
around my back, and pulled me close into a passionate kiss. We kissed as
only true lovers can, our tongues gambolling together in our mouths, our
hands caressing each other's backs. I was in heaven.

     Finally we pulled apart, and she started leading me upstairs. As I
left, Hayley was masturbating Pete's cum-covered cock for him, to Pete's
moans of cum-covered approval.  Emma led me up to Pete's bedroom, where
John was still sleeping. I was rather surprised by this, as Hayley had been
making a lot of noise downstairs. Emma whispered that we were going to wake
him. She pulled back the sheets, leaving John's fit golden body
exposed. His cock was hard, what he was dreaming about I never found out,
but it was good for us. We went down one either side of him, and both
started licking his cock. I worked my tongue up and down his smooth cock,
as Emma worked on the tip. His cock tasted faintly of arse, a side effect
of the previous night. I left Emma working on him, and went to fetch some
things from his bedroom. I returned carrying a whipped-cream spray and some
of Emma's handcuffs. I quickly cuffed him to the ends of the bed, and
started spraying the cream all over his ball sac, letting Emma lick it
up. He squirmed, but stayed silent. I could tell that Emma was nearly
finished, so I held his cock at 45§ to his body as she did, and John's cock
started spurting his juice. His first waking memory was of his face being
sprayed with his own cum. Emma and I adjourned to John's bedroom.



     John's bedroom was still in a state of disarray after last
night. There were piles of clothes strewn about the floor in disorderly
heaps and sex toys were scattered about the floor.  The only slightly
ordered thing in the room was our pile of school bags in the corner. Emma
went fishing through the piles of clothes, her ass sticking invitingly in
the air as she bent over. I got down on my knees and started licking her
crack. She turned and smiled at me, and then pulled a pair of plain cotton
panties from the pile. I noticed that they were Hayley's. She stood up, and
pulled me back to Pete's bedroom, and its lone occupant.

     She leant over John, and used the panties to wipe his cum from his
body, making sure she collected it all on the area of the panties that
would cover her cunt. Then, she bade me kneel before her. She pulled the
panties up to her knees and pushed her pussy into my face. I didn't need
any encouragement, and I set to work diligently. I licked her pussy lips
until they opened, and then dove in. I licked all around her, getting her
juices flowing. John watched open-mouthed as I tongued her to
near-orgasm. She then pushed me away, and pulled up the cum-covered
panties, letting the moisture from her glistening pussy soak through the
thin fabric. I grinned, and prostrated myself on Pete's bed; my head well
propped up by pillows.  She squatted over me, and let her body relax. I
used my hands to stroke her thighs, and she moaned slightly. She then
sighed slightly as she started to piss.

     Never had I seen a sight so erotic. Here I was, lying on a bed next to
one of the sexiest boys in the world, whilst my lover squatted over me and
pissed in cum-soaked panties. I could see Hayley's panties start to bulge
under the pressure from Emma's urine, and she settled down closer to my
head. I reached up, and poked my tongue at the bulging fabric. She moaned,
and some golden piss ran down her legs. I pushed harder, and the elastic
started to give way under the increasing strain. I could feel the stream
against my tongue through the panties; it tasted salty, and exquisite from
my lover. I pushed my tongue harder until I could feel her throbbing
clit. I pushed my face totally against the bulging panties. Piss soaked
through and ran down my face. I pushed and tongued her clit until she
orgasmed with the added stimulation of all the hot piss. I pulled Hayley's
panties, and Emma's hot golden cocktail of cum, piss and John's cum sprayed
unchecked onto my face and onto the pillow. I drank as much as I could, but
my mouth filled up. With a superhuman effort, Emma cut off the flow of
urine, but it was clear that it wouldn't last. I moved her until she was
directly over John's face, and she let go again. I knelt over John's
stomach, and kissed Emma, the cocktail running out of our mouths where they
met as our tongues shared the delicious mixture.

     Finally, the flow stopped, and Emma released my lips. My face was
drenched in piss, as was John's. Emma took off the soaking panties, and
draped them over John's face. His hands and legs were still bound, so he
was stuck until such time as we saw fit to release him. Not yet, I thought.

     Going back into John's bedroom, I picked up his mobile from the chest
of drawers, and dialled a number.

     "Hello, could you come over here today? I'm at John's house."