Monica was incredibly horny. She wanted cock like never before. She and her boyfriend, Richard, had broken up a couple of months before, and she didn't want another man in her life. But she did want to be fucked.
During her time with Richard, she had amassed a collection of dildos, butt plugs and strap-ons, cause he liked her to fuck his ass, and she liked the double action of his huge cock entering her while a butt plug did its job up her ass.
She was lying naked on her bed. One hand was stroking through the course, dark hair of her pussy. Slowly probing. Sliding in and out of her moistening cunt. Her other hand cupped one of her breasts, working the erect nipple and squeezing. She liked the feeling, but she was still missing something.
She sat up and opened the drawer next to her bed. Her dildos were there, arranged by size. The biggest was about a foot long with a shaft that was more than two inches wide and ribbed with fake veins. The head looked like doorknob. That one would do, she thought.
As she smoothed sticky lubricant on the pleasure pole, she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She looked good. Her dark hair was cut short, stopping just before her smooth round shoulders. Her proud, ample breasts looked slightly too large for her small frame, but she knew guys loved that. Her pussy was unshaved, with its thick dark hair stretching up to her flat stomach, trailing off near her naval. Richard had liked her hairy.
She watched herself as she slid the dildo into her moist pussy. It felt amazing. And watching herself had always excited her - whether she was alone or with a man. Richard had often videotaped their fucking. Her taking him in her mouth. Deep throating. Richard thrusting his huge, hard cock up her ass. Him coming. Her ejaculating.
In and out, she slid it in and out. Slowly.
She lay back on the bed, enjoying the hardness within her when she heard the apartment door open and close.
"Rachel? You here?" The voice called out. It was her brother Ross, who was dating her roommate.
Monica stayed silent, but continued to pleasure herself. She heard him enter Rachel's room and there was a sound of movement. In the silence, she heard him unzip his pants. Monica slid the dildo out and crossed to the common wall between the rooms. Rachel had no idea, but Monica had a peep hope, and often watched her undressing. Rachel had great tits. Firm. Large nipples. Amazing.
Looking through the peephole, Rachel saw Ross was naked. Her brother had a pretty good body. His back was to her, but she knew he had a great cock. It was only about seven inches long, but really wide and it bent up, just before the head.
When she was a teenager, Monica was fat. She weighed close to 200 pounds. Guys wouldn't have anything to do with her. Except for Ross. She had to pay him (not knowing he was as hard up as she was) but she always thought it was worth it. In those days he fucked like a jackrabbit, and his big cock stayed liked concrete for up to an hour. He was her first, and in some ways still her best. She'd love to have him again. And looking the way she did now, she didn't think she'd have to pay.
She stopped thinking about his cock, as he suddenly pulled on a pair of Rachel's panties. They strained around his hips and pulled silky tight around his firm ass, and his cock, which she could finally see. It was getting hard and growing out of the panties. His balls spilled out the side out of the panties, and Monica wanted to put them in her mouth, suck on them and roll her tongue around them. Ross began to rub himself and his cock quickly grew larger.
Monica had to have him, but wasn't sure how to do it. She didn't want to barge in on him - they had never spoken of their wild teenage fuck sessions... She suddenly had an idea.
Ross had had a bad day. The only thing that could possibly make it better, he thought, was for a monumental blow job. But Rachel wasn't around. She gave the best head on the planet, he thought. She was one of those rare girls who truly loved cock. And spunk. If they'd bottle it, she'd drink it by the gallon. Rachel could actually orgasm while sucking him off. She loved it so.
Wearing her panties did help a bit. He liked the silk against the skin. Silk that spent its time against Rachel's deep succulent cunt. The thought of that made him harder. He began to stoke his cock through the silk, and was getting ready to jerk off in earnest when his sister called out.
"Help!" she yelled. "Is somebody out there, I'm in trouble!"
He didn't think about his boner or the fact that he was wearing girl's underwear. He rushed to his sister's room and threw open the door. What he saw shocked him.
