Note - this one is inspired by the comments in part 3 asking for Deon to fuck the wife and twins.
DEON 5
After dinner and over a bottle of wine, my wife suggested that we hold our
New Year's Eve party a day early since Jessica and Deon wouldn't be here on
the day.
That night I struggled to sleep, I wanted cock and I knew tomorrow would be
my last chance with Deon but how to make it happen?
My sleeplessness was not helped by the sounds of Jessica's wanton moaning as Deon pounded her!
Jessica's moans and Deon's dirty talk proved loud enough to wake my wife and certainly loud enough to give me a raging hard on and no way to satisfy it!
Julie shook me and hissed angrily "I thought you told them to keep it down?!"
"I did!" I protested, feeling a mix of guilt, shame and jealousy.
"Well, deal with it then!" she snapped over the "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" sounds from Jessica accompanied by the squeak of bed springs and the unmistakable sounds of a firm ass getting slapped hard and big balls smacking against a soaking wet cunt!
I dramatically stomped my way to Jessica's room and knocked angrily on the door, then went inside, closing the door loudly, before Julie decided to take matters into her own hands.
Jessica's eyes were shut tight, her face pressed into the bed, biting on a pillow, her bright red ass up, Deon slamming his cock into her as fast and hard as possible.
"What did I tell you about keeping the noise down?" I said in a firm tone, loud enough to be heard in the next room.
Deon stopped and glared at me. His muscles pumped from fucking my daughter's sloppy cunt, his body glistening with a light sheen of sweat making him look even more magnificent.
Jessica slumped down, her sopping wet pussy slurping off Deon cock with a juicy squelch. Long strands of pussy juice stretched and snapped from Deon's cock, like her blacked cunt couldn't bear to be empty.
"The fuck.." he questioned incredulously, taking a menacing step towards me, his hands clenched into fists.
"Keep it down man!" I said loudly in that same firm parental tone, my hands out in a gesture of peace, then whispered. "You're waking the wife!"
It took a second for what I said to sink in then he dropped his fists as he began to understand that I wasn't here to stop him fucking... just fuck quieter... maybe fuck something better...
"Not my fault she still can't take my dick right yet." He said in an equally loud arrogant tone, challenging me with a cocky sneer and a loaded stare.
"No..." I agreed quietly, "but... I know who can..." quickly forgetting what I was supposed to be doing at the sight of Deon's thick, pulsing cock, glistening with Jessica's pussy juice.
I continued ogling his long, thick cock, licking my lips as I remembered how he fucked me for the first time in this very room just a few days ago. A small part of me still couldn't believe that thick slab of meat had been inside me, the rest could hardly wait until it was fucking me again!
"But..." I said briefly remembering what I was supposed to be doing as I closed the distance and looked him in the eye, my hands stroking his addictive cock, slick with my daughter's pussy slime "We had a deal..." I said loudly enough for the benefit of our audience next door.
The silence that followed was deafening, the atmosphere in the room now pregnant with anticipation, the promise of sex hung heavy, full, like Deon's nutsack.
I leaned in closer, loving the feel of his body heat, my head swimming with his sex stink, I went up on tiptoe and whispered in his ear "Please may I suck your cock master?"
"Say it again bitch." Deon smirked in that same loud, cocky tone, making my ass pussy twitch as he humiliated me loudly enough for my wife to hear.
"Please master" I breathed, taking time to kiss his neck.
"Please master." I nibbled his ear.
Deon remained unmoved at my teasing, in fact he crossed his arms, flexing his muscles as he did so.
Which only made me hornier.
Staring at me he repeated himself louder.
"Say it again cocksucker."
"Please may I suck your fucking big, black cock?" I replied equally loud, forgetting that my wife was awake and listening next door.
"I need to suck your fucking big black cock, master."
"I need your cum." I said, cock drunk and no longer caring who heard.
"Pretty please?" Batting my eyes and pouting like the cock whore he made me.
Deon grinned and I dropped to my knees, one hand stroking his gorgeously thick cock, slick with Jessica's pussy slime and the other naturally cupping his balls, squeezing and rolling them gently.
Jessica turned her head lazily to watch as I began by licking his balls and shaft clean of her pussy slime, losing myself again in the taste of my daughter's pussy and my master's cock...
"Mmmm!" I moaned around his cock as it stretched my throat in that delicious way, his hot precum soothing that itch that could only be scratched by sucking cock.
Deon let me worship his cock for a while, enjoying the vastly improved cock sucking skills I had developed over the last few days.
"Yeah bitch, lick my balls too!" Deon growled loudly. I moved down and obediently licked and sucked on his balls, while I continued to stroke his cock.
Hearing footsteps his natural aggression, dominance and showmanship kicked in and he wrapped his hands around my head before thrusting hard and deep down my throat.