“There we go baby,” Keira said as she lapped up Tara’s girl-cum. “Just what you ordered.” She buried her face between Tara’s thighs, rubbing her face over the girl’s opening until her face glistened. Nick pulled out so Tara could see Keira’s shiny face down between her legs. “Am I pretty? Do I look pretty with your slut-cum on my face?” Keira licked Tara’s slot a couple more times.
“So pretty,” Tara cooed. “Come here and kiss me. Nick, fuck her while she kisses me.”
Keira crawled leisurely down until she was face to face with the young harlot. Tara wrapped her legs around her lover while Nick stood at the end of the bed and thrust himself deep into Keira’s box.
“He’s so big,” Keira said before locking lips with Tara. Their tongues danced for a moment, then they broke for air. “He’s filling me up down there,” she moaned. More kissing. “Imagine how it’s going to feel when he sticks it up there,” she added, shoving one hand under Tara’s body so she could grab her ass.
Tara bit her bottom lip. She had never taken anything as big as Nick down there, but she was bound and determined to try.
“You want that, don’t you?” asked Keira, followed by another game of tonsil hockey. “You want his big cock in your ass. You want him to fuck you there until you scream. God, he’s fucking me so hard! He’s gonna make me cum . . .” After hammering her for several minutes, Nick was doing just that. And when Keira came, her whole body jiggled. Tara grabbed those massive melons and sucked on one of the nipples while Keira came down from her sexual high.
Tara knew what was coming, but she didn’t want to let go of Keira’s tits. She envied the older girl for her buxom form, and she loved playing with those luscious fun-bags.
“I think our little whore has gotten sidetracked,” Keira noticed. “Nick honey, why don’t you keep that nice and wet until she’s ready.”
Nick started pumping again. Between Keira’s mouth, Tara’s mouth and Keira’s cunt, he knew he wouldn’t last very long when the main event rolled around. So he took it slow and steady as he fucked his woman some more.
Tara’s hands and lips were all over Keira’s breasts, but the vastness of them made it impossible for the young woman to contain them totally. But she was enjoying trying. Finally she was ready. Tara rolled Keira onto her back and straddled her upper thighs, leaving her head directly above Keira’s chest. It also left her sticking her butt in the air. “Nick, I need to get filled. Now!”
When Tara was horny, she was insistent. Nick had briefly missed the feeling of Keira’s box around his private part when Tara had repositioned her, but he knew he wouldn’t be missing it for long. He plunged into Tara’s twat a couple of times to get his member just a little more slick, then he began the slow push into her little pink rosebud. For her part, Tara had latched onto Keira’s nipples again, sucking them for all they she was worth as her sphincter began to stretch to previously unknown proportions. While uncomfortable at first, Tara had become a veteran of getting fucked in the road-less-traveled, and she was able to handle it better than some others. But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt like the dickens for a bit. Even after the head had passed through the outer ring, she was still holding onto Keira’s breasts for dear life. Keira wrapped her legs around Tara’s waist, holding her in place. Tara could have told her that wasn’t necessary. She wasn’t going anywhere.
With a final gasp, Nick “bottomed out.” He had gone as far as he could go. The pressure was incredible, and he had to stop just to concentrate on NOT cumming immediately. It took several minutes for Tara’s backside to relax enough that he could move more freely. He grabbed the girl’s hips and began to move. It was quite possibly the tightest fit he had ever found himself in. Again, he wondered what Paul was thinking by potentially losing out on a girl like Tara. Tara looked up from Keira’s breasts so she could look over her shoulder with unadulterated lust in her eyes.
“Harder! Please?!? I need your big fuckin’ dick to fuck me hard in my little asshole!” Then she turned and began sucking on those wonderful, hard nipples of Keira’s again. And Nick found himself pounding away a lot less gently than he had originally intended. Keira finally broke away from Tara’s greedy lips and squirmed out from under her. Then she got beside her while Tara propped herself up with her arms. Keira reached underneath and slide her fingers into Tara’s juicy pussy. She curled those fingers forward until she thought she had found Tara’s special spot, and she stimulated it mercilessly as Nick jack-hammered her behind.
Nick was a stud, but he could only take so much, and his ten-inch pleasure-pole had been stuck in just about everything on that bed. He buried his meat and blasted a huge load of jizz deep into Tara’s backside.
“I feel it,” Tara groaned. “I feel his sperm in my behind. He made me all sticky!”
“I’m sure he did,” Keira giggled. As Nick extricated himself, Keira wrapped Tara up in her arms, and Nick lay down on the other side.
As her lovers made small talk, Tara could only think that it had been too long since she had lay between two people like that. But as sweet as Nick was, it just didn’t feel quite the same. Tara began to entertain thoughts that she never would have considered before. She wanted Paul back in her bed, and she knew she might have to do something extreme to get him there.
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The next day . . .
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Paul wandered into the house sometime around noon. He had crashed at Julia’s house the previous night. It had been a . . . strange evening, but one in which he had achieved a kind of peace he hadn’t known in a while. He took a quick inventory of bodies in the house. Jeff and a couple other guys were on the sofa playing Playstation 2, while Sunny was coming in from the back yard after a morning of tanning. He saw Nick in the kitchen making lunch, which probably meant that Keira was in the bedroom recovering from sex. He grinned. He had to admit that Keira and Nick were a pretty good fit. He wandered into the bedroom where Keira was sitting next to her computer, paying the monthly bills.
“Hey Romeo,” she said, looking at his disheveled appearance.
“Hey Top Heavy,” he responded, giving her a hug. He glanced around.
“She’s not here,” Keira said with a sad smile. She liked Paul, and thought he would’ve made a good first boyfriend for Tara. She figured he was still having difficulty being around her sometime while still trying to be faithful to his new girl.
“Where’d she go?”
“University of California at Springfield. She’s picking up some applications stuff and some financial aid forms.”
Paul was stunned. “She’s going to school?”
“No, she just enjoys collecting paperwork. It’s her new hobby,” Keira returned, a bit bitterly. Tara had pretty much laid that bombshell on her and Nick that very morning, and Keira was just a bit unhappy. Not that Tara was thinking about getting an education, but that the older girl might go for weeks or even months without seeing her friend.
“How can she go to school and work for . . . She’s quitting, isn’t she?”
“I assume so. I’m still a little confused by it all. She said something about needing to get a little more serious about her life. I wonder where THAT damn fool idea came from.”
Paul sat on the bed with his face in his hands. “I . . . I . . .” Suddenly, words escaped him.
Keira was sympathetic to his plight. She moved over and wrapped an arm over his shoulders. “She’s a sweet girl. A little headstrong, but sweet. Maybe it’s for the best. I don’t mind where we work, but I guarantee that if I had to do it all over again, I probably would have gone to college. Besides,” she added, kissing him on the forehead, “she probably thinks you might like her again if she settles down a bit.”
“I like her the way she is!” Paul exclaimed.
“I know. She’s a young girl who got used to having everything she ever wanted, and now she doesn’t get to have it. But at least this is a constructive outlet, so . . .”
“No, you don’t get it. I . . . she . . .” Paul looked towards the door. “Listen, you’ve got to promise not to tell anyone about this until I’m ready. ESPECIALLY Tara.”
Keira’s interest was understandably piqued. And as Paul began to speak, she found herself staring at him slack-jawed and eyes as wide as saucers.
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A few hours later . . .
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Tara felt stupid. She had spent all morning and into the afternoon on the university campus. She had talked with some people at the admissions office and a few students and found herself feeling like the simple country bumpkin that she had been a year ago. But she was betting that these were the types of people that Paul would like: educated and stable. She knew that this wasn’t just about him though. She had never planned on being a maid on a cruise ship forever. As much fun as she’d been having for the last year, it was time to grow up.
She got out of the cab and walked up towards the house. She had a pile of folders and pamphlets in her hands. She wondered if she’d be allowed to stay there anymore once she wasn’t working on board the ship anymore. She put aside negative thoughts. Tara knew how Keira felt about her, and she knew it might be useful to have someone around full time. But Tara couldn’t shake the feeling of how lonely it would be there with the rest of the Lounge Gang out to see while she stayed ashore.