Fucked at the BBQ by sons friends BBC part 2

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Fucked at the BBQ by sons friends BBC part 2I sat on the toilet for several minutes trying to gain control of my body and mindHow could I be thinking of allowing my sons young friend to fuck me with his BBC while my loving husband was stood only feet away entertaining his friends.I jumped out of my daze as my son banged on the door shouting for me to get out as he needed to pee.I looked in the mirror to make sure everything was hidden away, then opened the door and let my son in.I walked slowly down the stairs like a big cat hunting its prey.I ducked down to allow my head to look under the downstairs celling to see if Paul was around.I couldn’t see him, so I walked down the remainder of the stairs and through into the kitchen.No Paul, my heart felt let down and empty.God what was I thinking, why was I craving the attention of my sons young friend.I moved over to the sink and started to wash the dirty plates and glasses, all the time leaning forward looking out the window looking for Paul.Then I spotted him, it looked like he was holding a bottle of spirits while my husband and his friends stood around challenging each other to do shots one after the other.It was a couple of hours before my son walked back into the kitchen swaying all over the place and giggling like a c***d. I shouted at him this time as he should know better after his earlier experience with booze.He just laughed and said I am going to bed.I followed behind worrying he might fall down the stairs in his current state.Once I knew he was tucked up in bed and safe for the night I went back down stairs.I looked out of the window and was shocked to see how dark it had gone in such a short period of time.I also noticed most of the people had left or were saying good bye to my now very drunken husband, who was sat around the fire pit with three of his friends swaying and talking a little louder than normal.I looked for Paul but he was nowhere to be seen, my heart dropped a beat and I felt empty inside, this shocked me as I felt like a teenage girl again doting over my first crush.I walked outside and asked my husband and his friends if they were ready to call it a night as the BBQ had gone out and the candles only had an hour max left in them before they too would be burnt out.My husband waved his arms and slurred something about they were moving into the family room to chill and finish off the single malt they had just opened.I tried to argue and point out they had all had enough but they all followed my husbands lead and held their fingers up to their lips and all went shush woman the men are talking.I turned and stormed off around the garden picking up the glasses, plates, cups and cans people had just dropped on the floor instead of putting them on a table or in the bin. Then as I was bent over my breath was taken away from me as Paul stepped up behind me and shoved his large hard cock deep between my legs.I tried to stand up but he pushed me forward around the corner and over to the tool shed. I felt his hands on my breasts kadıköy escort and heard a little chuckle as he noticed I had removed my bra.He moved me into the tool shed and pushed me forward towards the window. I could see my husband and his friends sat around high fiving each other and clinking glasses as they did another shot after another, and so on.I told Paul to stop feeling my breasts and let me straighten up, but he moved his face next to mine and whispered in my ear, if you meant any of that you wouldn’t have removed your bra for me.I tried to turn to look into his face, but he just lifted my top over my head after he had slipped the straps of my apron down my shoulders.I looked down and could see his large black hands rubbing and squeezing my large white breasts. The moon light really made this look sexy, the contrast was amazing for me to watch.He just chuckled into my ear again and said you know you want me, so why pretend you don’t.I tried to push him away, but he just forced me forward pressing his cock deeper between my legs.I looked out of the window and could see my husband and his friends staggering towards the patio door entrance to the family room, all the time I could feel his large powerful hands groping, squeezing and tweaking my breasts and nipples whilst trying to impale me on his BBC.I felt his hands move downwards and start to caress the sides of my legs, then he was opening the button and zip on the back of my skirt and allowing it to fall to the floor.I was now stood naked except for my apron in the tool shed allowing my sons friend to take advantage of my body, while my husband and his friends were wobbling past making a lot of noise and patting each other on the back.I felt him press the large head of his BBC against my opening and slowly start to push it in. I couldn’t believe how full this made me feel, and he didn’t even have a third of it inside me.He whispered in my ear that he needed to hear me ask him to fuck my white married cunt. I turned to look at him and say Paul no you know I can’t say that you are my sons friend.He removed his cock from my dripping pussy and said if you want it you know where I am, and turned to walk away, before he went out the shed door, he turned and said if you put any clothes back on, I will leave, if you don’t beg I will leave. I will be sat by the BBQ in the seat your husband was in for most of the night, if you don’t walk over, drop to your knees and suck my cock begging me to fuck you I will leave.He then turned and walked out the door. I noticed he had removed his shorts and his BBC was swinging from side to side as he walked past the patio window and across the garden towards the chair my husband always sits in.He sat there and held his cock in his hand and slowly wanked it for me to see.I looked towards the family room and could see my husband and his friends all sat around watching the tv whilst talking and pointing üsküdar escort at the boxing on the tv.I tried to push my large breasts back into my apron which didn’t work without the aid of a bra or top, then walked out the shed and towards Paul. He held his hand up for me to stop halfway, then instructed me to turn around bend over and wiggle my large whilst ass towards him.He then instructed me to remove the apron and squeeze my breasts together licking them with my tongue. This was driving me crazy and making me very scared of being caught at the same time.He then instructed me to crawl across the garden looking towards him begging him to fuck me with his BBC.I had never felt so horny and wanted anything so much as I did right now, he had me in his powers, all my mind wanted was to feel his BBC deep inside my married white cunt.When I got to his feet he told me to stand up and bend over, all I wanted was to suck his cock, but he pushed my mouth away and said, you made me wait, so I will make you wait.I stood and turned around, he said bend over and touch your toes. As I did I felt his hand start to work it’s way into my pussy, first one then two, then three, then his whole hand was pushing into me. I nearly fell forward causing my body to tip forward then shove backwards with force as my instinct saved me. This allowed his whole fist to fully penetrate me causing me to loose my breath and almost screech out loud as I sucked the air back into my lungs.He told me to place my hands on my knees for support, then I felt his hand pumping in and out of my pussy stretching me to the max on every thrust. It only took around 2 to 3 minutes of this before my body started to feel warm and the orgasm slowly moved from my head down and across my body.Once I stopped shuddering he made me stand the led me into the kitchen, he made me lean over the sink then he shoved the head of his BBC deep into my pussy, he asked my why I had stopped him earlier from fucking me.I didn’t know what to say, so he started to remove his BBC.I begged him to fuck me, but he just laughed and pulled out and grabbed my arm and lead me to the stairs, he bent me over the middle steps and again pushed his BBC deep into my hungry pussy, again he asked me why I stopped him fucking me. I started to say sorry, but he just pulled out and grabbed my arm and led me up the stairs and into the bathroom, he bent me over the sink and again shoved his BBC into my now aching pussy, again he said why did you hide in here and stop me fucking you. I tried to push back onto his cock as I needed to cum, but he again pulled out grabbed my arm and dragged me into my sons room.There on the bed was my drunken son, he was snoring away with his head half on and half off the end of the bed, he was naked and his little white cock looked so small and shrivelled.I tried to push away but I was leant over my sons head and my head was shoved onto his little soft cock. I then felt his BBC enter me again without tuzla escort any resistance from my sopping wet pussy lips. How or even why would I allow my sons friend to bend me over his face and fuck me with his BBC whilst my face was shoved onto my sons cock.It was too late he started to pound me for all he was worth, I could hear him grunting and sucking in deep breaths as his massive BBC pounded into my sopping wet pussy. I could feel my juices running down my legs and onto my sons face, but I couldn’t do anything about it as he had total control over my body right now.He pushed my head down onto my sons cock and told me to suck it bitch. I shook my head from side to side and tride to keep his little soft white cock from entering my mouth. I could feel my orgasm starting to build then he was pulling his dick out of me and allowing it to drop onto my sons face, my pussy juice was rubbing off his cock and onto my sons lips.I begged him to stick his BBC back into my body, but he just said you want it, suck it now bitch. I allowed my sons little soft cock to enter my mouth and soon felt that BBC plough deeply into my now fully stretched out pussy.He knew I wanted him to fuck me fast and hard, but he just slow stroked me, making me suck my sons cock until it got hard and touched my tongue. I bobbed up and down on his cock as his friends BBC slowly pumped deep into me making my body shudder and my legs go weak, this allowed my pussy to lower onto my sons face. I was sure I just felt his tongue flick over my clitoris.I screamed for him to stop, there was no way I could allow this to happen, but he just pumped his BBC deeper and faster into my body sending wave after wave of pleasure deep into regions I didn’t know had feelings.I was suddenly shocked as my son shot his load deep into my mouth and took me by surprise, this took me over the edge and started yet another orgasm.My body bucked and thrashed around under the thrusts of my lovers BBC, this did the trick for him as he started to fill me with his thick cum, shot after shot entered my body, all the time I could feel my sons tongue licking away at my pussy and clitoris, what on earth was going on with me I asked myself.As he pulled out I could feel his cock drop onto my sons face. I tried to move to allow his cock to drop lower and move away from my sons lips, but as I bent down to look through my legs I could see my son sucking, licking and cleaning his friends BBC. This sent my head into a spin, for the love of god what was going on here.I tried to push off again, but my head was pushed down onto my sons now hard cock. I didn’t understand what was going on.After another 5 minutes they allowed me up, Paul said to my son see I told you I could fuck her, it is a good job you didn’t bet your ass on that deal, you would be squealing like a pig about now if you had.I looked at my son and asked what the hell was going on. He explained they had got into a bet, where Paul had said he could fuck me, but my son said I would never let him. He then went on to say the bet was if he lost he would clean his friends cock after he had fucked me, but if I had rejected him he would have given my son his new iphone.I told them they needed to leave the room now.Paul looked at me and said but the bet isn’t finished yet.If you want part 3 let me know.You know who you are, did I get it right, or did I push it too far?

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