Livs Halfway House For Heartbroken Girls Ch 01

Hey, it's Liv. I'm going to turn things over to my husband in a bit, but we should probably go over some of the things that have changed since we got married. It's funny, I've been dragging him through sluts for a while and we've been fortunate that no one has caught anything or gotten pregnant in that time, but it turns out there's a reason. We went to the doctor after our honeymoon to test fertility and get all our family planning sorted out and it turns out, his hyperspermia is actually super high.

Like he's pumping out a tablespoon or more per climax and that's with multiple climaxes a go. So, while there's a normal amount of babymakers present in it, it's all very diluted. When we met with the doctor, the cup said that it was 15ml (a normal load is between 3-5ml) and we had done it that morning. Crazy stuff. The doctor said a baby was entirely possible, it may just take a lot longer than normal. So, we skipped the birth control to try for a baby 'eventually'.

Which brings me to my second update. My libido is crazy high, like his, but I think my IUD was tamping down some of my base urges because when it came out my grip on reality slipped a little more. We rented a house near campus for our senior year, and I sublet some of the extra rooms to keep bills down. Well, with his permission, I sublet it to a bunch of single girls whose needs aren't or haven't been being met. You know, a girl who is super heartbroken after a breakup, a girl who has been single for too long and party hookups aren't cutting it.

First there's Amy, my old roommate (obviously). She loves fucking my husband because he cums in her. Then there's Halley. She's this sweet sophomore brunette with a long, slender, body. She'd been going to parties, but most college guys just are not good lays. She was frustrated and tired of it so I invited her to live with us and borrow my man, who is a good lay. Then there's Luna, the tiny, flat chested, dancer-cheerleader. She's got a nice tan, dark hair and a broken heart, the pain of which is eased by having relief at her disposal.

So, three girls, plus me and him. Oh, and Maggie came into town. No one was happy to have her. He was stressed because last time she'd tricked him into cheating and forced him to finish in her when she wasn't on the pill, and the other girls were not happy to have a fourth player to compete with for attention. I made sure she was safe before she came down, and her boyfriend had dumped her when he found out about her videos. I told her guys only like girls in porn when they're watching the porn, but she never listens.

At any rate, we have a healthy little harem going. There are no rules, no supervision, no one needs to check with me first. I made sure to check that the girls were all on something to keep their eggs secure but honestly, I don't know how much I'd care if he gave one a baby. We're already trying, who cares if it comes out of me?

We've been moved in with our little crew for about two weeks and it's going awesome. You'd think he'd be tired, sore, or running low, but no, he's like a bakery nozzle, filling treats with cream, glazing snacks in thick icing, and it never seems to run out. Fuck, I'm so horny now.

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"Poor Maggie wants you so bad she can taste it." Liv said from the bathroom as she changed out of her clothes.

"Poor Maggie shouldn't have risked getting knocked up or told me sooner she had a boyfriend." I said unbuttoning my shirt.

"She said she was sorry, and besides she's safe and single now. And she's so pent up she may just stop wearing underwear altogether." Liv said laughing, her voice echoing off the tile, "Besides, this morning I caught her rubbing one out on the couch. She was whispering your name and everything, it was so hot I almost got myself off watching."

"There're four other girls in the house who haven't burned me. Besides, Maggie's cute she'll find someone soon enough."

She came out of the bathroom in just her bra and panties, her long, red hair, draped behind her and wrapped her arms around my neck, "Should we bring back the game, see how long you can be indignant?"

"You're really over what happened after the rehearsal dinner?" I said, putting my hands on the soft flesh over her ribs.

"I thought it was hot as fuck, though I understand why you were upset. But I've made sure everything is kosher while she's here and besides," She rubbed her nose on mine, "You know how much I love when you pass back to her."

"I'll see." I said with a heavy sigh.

She smiled, "Yay. I'll make sure she does everything you like."

"Like what?"

"I know you love it when she calls you daddy." Liv said with a laugh, she watched me cringe. "Oh relax, it's super common."

"Fine, fine, fine," I said changing the topic, "I'll see how I feel about it if she makes a move."

She smiled, blushed, and nuzzled her face into my neck, "You make me so happy I can't even believe it."

"You built a house full of girls you want me to sleep with and you're the lucky one?"

She looked up at me from my shoulder, "You're mine no matter how many girls I let you sleep with. I've never worried about you for a second, that's why I'm lucky."

Her hips brushed my pants and her face lit up into a wicked smirk, "Mmm are you hard?"

"What? I mean a little." I said trying to play it off.

Her eyes glittered, "It's cause I said daddy, isn't it?"

"No, it's cause you're in your underwear."

She put her hand on my lap watching my face, "Mmm daddy..." She laughed as my cock flexed against my pants, "You can't lie to me, you pervert." She began undoing my belt still laughing.

I took a handful of her little bra covered breasts and her hips jerked at the feeling of my hand. She lost focus of my belt and pants as I groped her before yanking the zipper open and trying to pull them off. She pulled them until they fell to my ankles, grabbing my bare cock and beginning to stroke it. She was panting and a strap on her bra had fallen off her shoulder, exposing just enough breast for me to feel it.

Liv moaned as my hand closed around her exposed breast, her back arching into me and her hand stopped stroking as the feeling of my palm against her soft flesh overwhelmed her. She gasped and panted voicelessly, "Fuck, I'm so wet..."

I arched an eyebrow and reached between her legs. The damp fabric of her panties soaked my fingertips and droplets fell onto the carpet. She had soaked through her panties completely and a small trail of slick fluid ran down her thigh. I dragged my finger over her clit, feeling it through the saturated fabric and she groaned, jerking in place her hands clasping at my neck and shirt with a tight grip.

"Stop... not yet..." She begged in a helpless squeal as I gingerly moved my finger up and down against her folds. Her torso clenched and her hips bucked. More drops fell from my fingers as the shaking redhead cried and fought for breath until an easy climax buckled her knees and made her twitch, unable to stand on her own.

I lowered her to the carpet, pulling the other strap of her bra down to expose her pale chest and cute, pink, nipples, before straddling her shoulders. I held my cock to her trembling lips and she eagerly wrapped her mouth around me and began to tug. I fucked her face steadily, her eyes squeezed shut as my cock neared the back of her throat.

She relished the feeling of being dominated, ever since she'd quit birth control, she'd become more submissive, and more demanding of increasingly kinky sessions. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and she strained up, trying to put it back. I crawled away, saliva slinging off my tip as I crawled down to her legs pulling off her panties, a thin web of leaking fluid pulling away with it as the slid down to her ankles and off.

I reached between her legs, rubbing her bare, waxed, pussy, feeling all the wetness from her slick folds squish in my fingers. She seized, arching her back and moaning, trying to grab the carpet with her nails as I rubbed.

Her pitiful protests from before had stopped and only empty groans and gasps came from her mouth as her eyes rolled into her head and her jaw hung slack in response to my fingers pleasuring her gently with quick strokes. I groped her exposed breasts that laid flat against her as her hips bucked and rolled against my finger, her red, flushed, pussy draining into a small spot on the carpet as she began to tense for her second orgasm.

Her stomach clenched and she curled up, her legs snapping shut around my wrist. Her hips flexed and bucked against my hand, her own hand gripping my wrist as her mind was robbed of thought by another orgasm that left her flushed and panting. She laid limp on the carpet, heaving for breath, her face red from moaning, her pussy a sloppy, leaking mess. Her taught, flat, stomach and ribs flexed with each strained breath and she left the threads and tangles of red hair in her face.

I put my fingers to her lips and she grabbed them with her lips, sucking and licking all of her own flavor from them, almost trying to suck my fingers from their joints. As she cleaned them her own fingers moved between her legs and began rubbing herself, moaning and rocking.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth and her hand from between her legs, rolling her on to her stomach. She immediately rose to her knees, spreading her legs as a thick string of fluid fell from her onto the carpet in a glistening thread. I leaned over, licking and sucking her thighs clean making her squirm and moan. Her pussy clenched and more droplets threaded down to the rug as I sat up on my knees and dragged my shaft through her lips.

I pulled her hair back into a thick tail and plunged my cock into my moaning, helpless wife, covering her mouth with my other hand, yanking her head back by her hair. She moaned in a harsh voice as my cock slid into her tight walls. I started fucking, letting her mouth go and grabbing a hand full of petite ass. She moaned with her mouth hanging open. Her tongue hung over her bottom lip and drool fell down her chin.

She'd become drunk on lust, her mind dulled to emptiness by the overwhelming instinct to reproduce. Liv moaned and grunted and panted as I pounded her from behind, spanking her with loud pops that brought shrill squeals of pain and thrill from her open throat. I felt her pussy tightening, and her ass started to harden as another orgasm crept through her abdomen making her hips quake violently. I didn't slow down, pumping my cock into her body so my stomach slapped into her with wet smacks.

Her eyes rolled back until only the whites showed and she let out a guttural series of groans and cries as she shook violently, a third orgasm abusing her already vacant mind, strings of drool falling off her chin. She collapsed, her knees sliding from under her and she quaked and bucked on the floor as her fluids rolled and dripped off my cock that had been yanked free.

I grabbed her ass and pulled it apart, pushing my cock back in causing her head to lift and her hips to flex. She put her hands on the carpet to try and left, but was only able to grip at it as I started hammering my wife's pussy as she lay prone.

I collected her hair in my fingers and gripped tightly, yanking her hair back as I felt my own climax beginning to tighten and burn. It ached behind my cock, the pressure brimming and rising with each violent plunge into her until I groaned jamming myself into the hilt as a fat gob of cum burst out of me followed by long, thick, jets that I stroked out with more groans and jerks of my own. I had filled her to the point that it began to trail out of her in a single white-gray stream, pooling on the floor below her.

She made quiet, satisfied whimpers still shaking from the residual waves of pleasure as her mind slowly began crawling back from the tidal waves of mating lust. I leaned over kissing her shoulders, neck and cheek and she gave a weak, almost present smile.

She didn't clean up, just fell asleep on the floor. She's a lot like a kitten, play all day then fall asleep where ever. I put her in bed and then went to wash all the cum that had leaked onto me from doing so, then cut the lights and climbed into bed myself. I have to say giving her multiple orgasms made me pretty proud of myself. I climbed into bed next to her and without much focus, dozed off myself.

I wasn't asleep long. I awoke to being shaken at the shoulder. I blinked rubbing my eyes trying to see who it was in the dark, I grunted, "What? What?" and got hissing for silence back. In the dark I couldn't see but my wrist was being pulled on.

"What is going on?"

"Shut up!" Came a loud hiss. I knew that voice.

"Maggie?"

She yanked on my wrist and I nearly fell out of bed, "Shut up!" She hissed again, pulling me to my feet and toward the door.

"What are you doing?" I hissed back, "Let me get dressed."

"No one is awake, just shut the fuck up." She whispered, opening the bedroom door and pulling me out. She closed the door quietly behind her. She was wearing a striped, green polo and short denim skirt- one of her hallmark looks. It did a lot for her lean, tan legs, and slender young body with a chest that stuck out just enough to demand attention from just about anyone.

"Where are we going, what is going on?" I barked in a low voice. She stopped and turned to face me. Her head was low and looking at the ground, so her blonde hair fell in her face.

"Listen, I know you're all butthurt about what happened at the rehearsal dinner, but I've been in town for two days and I can't make it on just fingers and quiet pillow humping, okay? I need you to come into the living room and treat me like a bad girl."

I stared at her, "You are a bad girl, Maggie." I said flatly.

She bit her lip and fell into me with a sigh, her lips nipped at my jaw and her hands worked my cock into a rigid stiffness that pulsed in her grip, "Fuck... I've been so bad daddy..." She panted.

Liv has me trained down to the command. Like a dog who starts drooling when it hears the food bag my cock was quickly beginning to ache and bead with precum, and the soft strokes of her hand and quiet pants of desperation kindled a craving for her body way too quickly. It was faster than an impulse, it had become an instinct.

"Come on, come with me, I know you love when I'm bad..." she panted in my ear.

I looked over at my bedroom and then down at the panting blonde, "Fine lead the way." I'm so pitiful.

She gave a devilish laugh and grabbed my hand leading me down the hallway and through the living room. I expected to go to the couch, where she was sleeping but she pulled me past it and into the kitchen. The whole way I wasn't paying attention to the house, I was watching those legs, her ass, the glimpses of her tight waist as we moved through the hall.

In the kitchen, she pushed me against the counter and fell to her knees, laughing into her hand before hungrily grabbing my cock and shoving me into her mouth. She sealed her lips around me and began to bob, sliding her mouth back and forth as eagerly as if it was a treat. I pulled hair from her face as I watched and groaned.

"You're such a fucking slut." I said softly.

She pulled her mouth back and smiled up at me, "You're the only person I have to work this hard for." She grabbed the hem of her shirt and tugged it up and off exposing her tan c-cups before grabbing me with her tongue and resuming. She sucked diligently, like a student trying to earn a good grade, letting me pop from her lips and kissing and sucking under my shaft. A bead of precum dropped from my tip as she did and ran down her cheek.

I pulled her from her knees and led her back to the table pushing her onto it. She laid flat on her back looking up at me as I groped her soft, bouncy breasts making her sigh and arch her back. I slid my palm up her slender leg until I reached the white shorts under her skirt and began to softly rub with my fingers. She moaned, covering her mouth, her legs spread wide as I teased her.

"You're such a fucking tease, daddy." She moaned in a low, raspy voice. I cringed every time she called me that but damned if I wasn't ready to plow her then and there when she said it.

I reached up to her hips and grabbed the waist of her underwear and pulled. She squirmed and closed her legs as I slid them away and off her ankles leaving her in just her skirt and socks. I tossed them on the ground and leaned over, kneeling between her legs looking at her pink, waxed pussy. It was slick and glossy as I leaned in and gave it a heavy lick making her groan and bend.

If I were prone to reflection, I would wonder how I ended up here. The early morning, between my wife's sister's legs devouring her wet pussy as her young, tan, body rolls, and squirms in place. She moaned into her hand and grabbed her breast as I lashed my tongue over her clit, feeling her pussy tighten and her stomach clench.

She moaned and laughed, flexing her prominent hips as she tried to push herself against my tongue and lips. I could feel her climax starting to twist her insides as her moans and gasps became less slutty, losing control. Her whole body was tight, so I slid a finger into her pussy that squeezed it and she cried into the back of her hand.

I felt her hips start to jerk, then buck as my mouth brought her to orgasm on the table. I tried to hold her steady, having to reach up and cover her crying mouth and rub her through the climax with my fingers as she gave up caution and came into the open air.

After she came down from her orgasm, she covered her mouth and laughed before taking my wet finger between her lips and sucking her own flavor from it. As she cleaned my finger, she pulled off her skirt leaving her naked on the table except for her pink socks. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me toward her. She rocked her hips up and down sliding herself against my stiff cock as I groped her breasts, losing my ability to think to the sensation of her slick, pink lips.

I leaned over and wrapped a mouth around her breast, she rolled her head back and moaned, pushing her chest up to me as I licked and sucked on the bouncy, round tit. Her legs pulled me to her and her hands clung to my neck as I doted on her with gentle tugs.

I leaned away and began dragging the tip of my cock up and down until I found her opening and shoved in. She sputtered and groaned in surprise, arching her back as my cock plunged into her. I pulled her to the edge of the table and she spread her legs open to give me room to fuck. I began pumping back and forth, my balls slapping her ass, her breasts shaking.

She bit her lip, covering her mouth with one hand and holding the table with the other. She squeezed her eyes closed as I drilled her young body into twisting pleasure. She moaned, jerking and bending on the table as worked her tight pussy. It gripped me, practically squeezing as it tried to swallow my cock.

Maggie was moaning like a slut, panting slutty things to me that drove me crazy, "Mmmm fuck daddy, it's so good... I'm gonna cum again..."

I leaned over, she wrapped her legs around my waist, holding my arms and moaning as I fucked, groping her breasts with rough grabs. As I felt her tighten and clench, her eyes rolled back and I felt her feet curling behind me as her brain began to empty to the violent rush of her climax.

I put my hand over her mouth to mute her normally loud cries as she seized on the table, her young, tan, body bucking and pulsing around my cock. The throbbing and fluttering of her tight, gripping, pussy pulled me closer to bursting but I held back until she had come down to twitching and gasping. I pulled myself free and rolled her almost limp body over so her legs draped off the table, sliding my slick cock between the apple bottom ass until thick jets of cum splattered against them.