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It had been an excruciating three days since Heidi Baker had invited her play toy from the mall home with her. Videos and phone sex every day since kept them entertained. Today however was the day.
“Are you sure your Dad is cool with my coming home with you?”
Weaver Kytes followed Heidi Baker after leaving his band’s van out in the parking lot of her apartment building. Having given her a ride home from work he appeared edgy about meeting her dad again after him dating his old classmate Cleo Teleki. Not really her dad, Heidi found it amusing to see the mohawk styled punk rocker sweat over the inevitable reunion. By referring to Zach as her dad it not only protected her new home, but gave her a sense of security considering she barely knew this young man that she was growing fond of.
Working at the mall together but at different outlets while still seeing each other in passing over the last week, she enjoyed teasing him. Going so far as to give him a shocking BJ in the dressing room of her store, that same day fucking three men on video just for him. That was not planned, it just happened when she was looking for punk clothing fashion in the store he worked at. Meant as a surprise it became a much more vivid gift. He was hooked from that point on. What man wouldn’t be? Heidi Baker could easily be the twin of actress Dove Cameron. Strangely enough the real Dove was from Seattle as well. Small world.
“Relax Blomeo, my dad has a girlfriend over. He’s probably too busy tapping her gorgeous ass to even notice us.” He presumed it might be Cleopatra Teleki herself.
“Blomeo?”
“I blew Romeo…Blomeo.” She giggled going up the single flight staircase, lifting her short skirt over her ass cheeks just to taunt him. Wearing a red G-string that was lacy let him see her clam’s thin crease. His dick was having fits. Smirking at her mischief he sped up the stairs behind her just to grab that ass. Squeals of laughter led them into a joint dash for her apartment door. Stopping before entering Weaver made his move and pressed his body into hers against the wall next to the door. His hands on the wall to each side of her he went in for a smoldering kiss. She enjoyed the moment until they heard shrill moans on the other side of the door. Pausing their inhaling lips they listened to a startling admission of, “EAT THAT PUSSY ZACH. OH MY GOD!” Definitely not Cleo’s voice. Weaver puckered as he listened more closely, her dad sure got around.
This led Heidi and Weaver to snicker and continue kissing. Five long minutes the two shared tongues, Weaver daring to squeeze Heidi’s breasts for a soft lingering adventure. Lost in their romantic interlude they tuned out everything, including Zach and Khloe Vaughn’s sexual antics. Far worse neither teen had heard movement in the hallway behind them.
“Get a room.” A female voice chuckled.
Shocked by the unexpected arrival Heidi peered around Weaver to discover new tenant Petra Monahan standing right behind Weaver winking at her. The busty redhead was in the process of moving into sneezy Herman’s extra room, one that could have been Heidi’s if not mistaking the apartment numbers when answering the roommate ad. Her long silky red mane pinned back into a ponytail offered a stimulating look at her neckline and cleavage, wearing a black camisole helped. Tight grey shorts, which shared a hint of curvaceous butt cheeks led the way down her long creamy white legs. Bangle jewelry accenting her beauty.
“Petra? Hi.” Heidi feigned a blush toward Weaver, “Moving day? I totally forgot. Need any help?”
“I pretty much have everything. Besides, you two adorable lovebirds don’t need to cool down over me.” She fanned her features mouthing, “So cute.” and pointing at Weaver as he nuzzled Heidi’s throat. Just as they agreed sheepishly, Khloe on the other side of the door lets out a deafening orgasm, Petra flaring her eyes with an impressed grin. “Wow! Someone is having a good day.”
“My dad’s plaything. I’m afraid to open the door.” Heidi flares her own eyes then jingles her apartment key in front of them, “NOT!” Turning swiftly from Weaver’s possession she unlocks the door and barges right in. Both Weaver and Petra had zero chances to turn away from viewing Zach Pedigo stretching at full height after a lengthy feast of Khloe’s puss. Standing tall with a mighty erection poised directly at them he smirks as Heidi marches right on in and drops down next to Khloe on the couch. Hugging the nurse who was still quaking, and breathless Khloe bulged her eyes. Especially at Weaver’s roving eyes, he found her just a hot as Heidi in every way, his erection tilting even higher beneath loose cargo shorts. Even Petra feigned a blush at Weaver’s pup tent, mainly because Heidi pointed at it with a devilish pinky. Petra was amused but more into that beasty boy her so called dad was boasting.
“Oh crap.” Khloe tries to cover herself with her arms as Weaver stares. Just as swiftly she knew that was a mistake, even without Zach pointing at her to stop hiding. Petra just outside got a really good look at Zach’s muscular physique and large dick. Awestruck but puckering her approval she merely made the gesture with her fingers ankara escort designed to be a phone to her ear, and mouthed, “Call me.” Zach wiped his chin and wiggled his eye brows. Using her fingers on both hands Petra measured his dick before his eyes and smiled. Sure enough she mouthed, “I want that.” Shameless to say the least.
“I’m thinking we need a Do Not Disturb sign for the door.” Zach laughed and moved around a nervous Weaver to greet Petra with a wink, just before closing the door. Petra Monahan found herself unable to catch her own breath. Zach nodded in thought, “I’m surrounded by Scarlett Johansson and Billy Idol.” It was a pretty funny assessment.
“Dear Lord! That man is…Greek statuesque.” Coming from a model that was a definite compliment. She went about her business but with each of three trips through the hallway she stopped to listen. Petra was going to have Zach on her mind all night long. Not even sneezy Herman was going to sway her hormones by his lackluster presence. Herman was no Zach the Adonis by any means.
“How you been Spike?” Zach reintroduced himself to Weaver who attempted his best stiff upper lip to mimic Billy Idol. An awkward handshake shared due to dirty hands that were still wet from fingering Khloe made Heidi giggle. Khloe merely trembled, curled up in a ball with no where to run. Heidi rubbing her leg did not help. In a final exhale Khloe Vaughn relaxed her body and let Weaver see everything. Zach eyed her with his approval. She was getting the right idea.
“Dad? Future stepmom?” She laughed then turned to Khloe, “Just kidding. Khloe? This handsome stud is Weaver. We’re going to my room to…study. Emphasis on Stud.”
“But, I’m hitting the Y.” Weaver laughed at his own additional jest to no shared chuckles. Obviously only he got it.
“You don’t go to college.” Zach chuckled standing proud of his erection holding up.
“Anatomy lesson. He’s going to show me his pelvis.” Heidi leaps to her feet and moves to Zach patting his abs, “Continue firing Soldier. Have fun Khloe.” With a giddy wave she snatches up Weaver’s hand and drags him behind her to her bedroom. Just before she shuts the door Zach calls out.
“Wear a condom. I’m not ready to be a grandpa.”
“Take your own advice Pop. I’m not ready for a baby brother.” He hadn’t admitted to Heidi that he had already had a vasectomy, he and his ex-wife Yushea never having wanted children. Only his bosses daughter knew that out of all of his girls. The subject would come up again at a more opportune time.
Just as Heidi makes her comment Weaver slips around her and marches back out to face Zach. Digging into the storage pocket of his cargo pants he produces a string of attached, unwrapped condoms. Tearing off two he hands them to a dumbfounded Zach.
“I might need the rest.” With a pucker of respect Zach looked back at Heidi standing in her doorway shaking her head.
“He might be a keeper.” Zach chuckles at Heidi. She merely rolled her eyes and took the remainder of Weaver’s condoms from her punk rocker, tossing them over her shoulder into the hallway before pushing the boy inside her bedroom. Heidi was not fond of latex it seemed. Of course not, Miss Cum Fetish herself demanded a creamy assault.
Door slammed, Zach looked down at his dick, then over at Khloe. She points at him with a threatening look. “What?”
“Don’t you dare cover that thing up, only if it’s with my pussy.” She realizes her assertive nature and grits her teeth, “Please?”
“I love it when you talk dirty.” His smirk relaxed her mistake.
Knowing he was open to her outspoken aggression she added, “Get over here and fuck me.”
“Yes Ma’am.” Zach bent over snatching up Khloe’s ankles and drug her body to the edge of the cushion then forced her legs back toward her, grabbing her own ankles allowed him to claim both sets of limbs at the knees. Guiding his thick mushroom up to her cunt he lined up and pushed forward but halted his plunge to sneer at her. Wincing at her worried gaze he informs her with a nod at his cock, “Don’t get lippy. That’s his job.” Khloe Vaughn pouted and mouthed, “Forgive me.” He did. An instantaneous gasp let him know he was on the right track. Her eyes yearned for him so quickly that he paused to study them. “I think the bossy Nurse likes the feel of that.” Nodding without words she merely whimpered. Deeper he went, her mind reeled at Zach’s pop can sized girth stretching her tight pussy.
“So big.” She mutters, her eyes rolling back.
“Hardy too much for you Nurse Vaughn?”
“NEVER! Destroy me Cowboy…I mean Sir.”
“Oh, prepare to peel the paint off the walls and shatter some glass. Let’s show the kids how it’s done.”
“Zach? I’m just over Heidi’s age.”
“Then, I guess I show you how it’s done too.”
Hard thrusts devastate her G-spot creating loud yelps that escalate with each rapid hit. Khloe while watching every entry his dick made assisted in her sensations, the pure joy of seeing herself fucked sparked admiration, even her wetness upon his retreating beast whet her appetite. What was this older man doing to her mind? She was feeling emotion too quickly. ankara eskort Heart racing she expressed a deep desire to be his. Not even having a first date she fell for him, having known him only through their gym membership. Maybe the other day at Iron Jack’s Gym, when he dominated her into showing off for a large number of bodybuilder types was his idea of a first date. If so, she was good with that. She had admired him for months, now she had him. Rather, he had her it seemed. Fear crept up suddenly, recalling him tell her he wasn’t wanting a relationship. Could she maintain that request, or would her heart get stomped on by her own overzealous desires? Did it truly matter? For now? No.
“FUCK ME ZACH. OH MY GOD…YESSSSSS!” That was the plan anyway.
Inside Heidi’s room she and Weaver cuddled. Having let him remove her dress, she his shirt, they explored one another with a tender symphony of goosebumps, and trembling nerves. Listening to Khloe’s cries Heidi shivered and held her breath, pausing to allow Weaver to devote his kisses to her neck. It was difficult focusing, her body craved stimulation and Weaver was off to a good start. His fingers slipping ever so slowly beneath her red G-string drew her attention back toward her punk rocker with a warm exhale across her shoulder, reacting to his violation. Fingers delicately drift over her clit for a tempting rub. the intimate sensations arching her back. More cries of glory out of Khloe unsettled Heidi envisioning Zach destroying the nurse maid. It should be her. Wait! What? She shook her head just a bit to clear her thoughts. Huffing to herself, “What the hell Heidi? Stop that.” Weaver had no clue that she was thinking of Zach instead of him. Lingering a bit longer Heidi rolled over forcing Weaver’s hand from beneath her G-string. Climbing over him she sat on his crotch, palms planted on his chest. His eyes were mainly on her crushed together tits.
“You ready to compete?”
“Is this a contest?”
“Yup! Can you make me scream that hard Billy?”
“Idol? Hell yes I can.” He grew smug, “Uhhh? We still doing it in front of your Dad?”
“Open the door.” She bats her eyes at him sending him to his feet as she wiggles out of her G-string tossing it aside. At the knob he pauses to perform a Catholic sign of the cross then grins at Heidi just before dropping his own cargo pants, no underwear beneath, leaving him in only his socks. Opening the door wide Weaver dared to look around the threshold to witness the lovers in the living room. Zeroing in on Zach’s dick and balls plunging into Khloe made him bulge his eyes. Khloe was pretty hot. His thoughts were going to be on two different women today. Truth be known, Zach would be too.
Gritting his teeth Weaver returned to stand over Heidi as he stroked his own well endowed beast, not far off from being as mighty as Zach’s. Rising to her knees she winked and whispered, “Remember this pose?” He did indeed, from the Victoria’s Secret dressing room. Admiring his beast she nodded with a puffed lower lip, “He puts the Man in comMANdo. Nice bazooka Arnold. Maybe I’ll give him a nickname like dad does his.”
“He has a nickname for his dick?”
“Yep! He calls it Hardy, because he looks like Tom Hardy.”
“Don’t call mine Idol. Sounds too egotistical, that and it’s not going to be idle long.”
He chuckled at his words just before she bit his scrotum tugging at it. Her eyes watching his as she gnawed at his fullness she makes him roll his eyes before stopping just long enough to offer a suggestion.
“How about we call him Arnie?”
“Seriously? Do I look like Swarzehowever you say it?”
“No.” She giggled fondling his cock above her forehead, “Therminator?”
“Sounds like thermometer. Makes me feel tiny.” He endures her lips sucking his left nut roughly seeing her thoughts still pondering a worthy nickname for his penis.
“What about Cyclops? Billy Idol has a song called Eyes Without a Face. Your dick has one eye and no face.” She laughs her tongue wagging over his urethra.
“Eyes not eye. Keep trying.” He chuckles. She returned to his balls and took his entire ballroom into her mouth, he nearly fell backwards, “Holy shit!”
Releasing him she tries yet another moniker, “Blew Highway?” Her suggestion was more a mumble with her mouth full until she released his sack lunch. “I am blowing you and the highway ends in my throat.” She laughs.
“Seriously? My balls are blue though.” He acknowledges, “In real life Billy’s last name is Broad. How about Broadway?”
“Mmmm! Broad strokes, I’m a broad.” She jerks him off with both hands, his crown in front of her lips. “Your dick is pretty broad. Okay! Broadway it is, even if you don’t have a future there.” She winks, “Too punk for CATS, maybe GREASE though.”
“Daaaaaaamn! That’s cold.”
“Let me warm you up then. Start groaning Billy.” She swallowed his cock deep and held it firm in her throat until she had counted to ten before pulling back. Rapid throat thrusts led Weaver to reel his head back and leer at the skylight above. Groans became a deafening, “YEAAAAAAAAH! SUCK THAT COCK.”
She stopped just long çankaya eskort enough to grin up at him, knowing Zach and Khloe could have easily heard him. Back at it she gave it all she had. Shocked by his resistance to cum immediately Heidi worked up a sweat. Over ten minutes of thrusting into her tired jaws Weaver Kytes finally snarls and floods her mouth in pure cane sugar. She gurgled on the massive load and released his cock just to show off his leftover pride. Inspired by it Heidi hopped up and raced out into the living room, tapping Zach on the shoulder as he pounded away at a screaming Khloe. Looking over at her with a stressed brow he observes her open her mouth and show him Weaver’s load. He merely smirked and nodded aggressively for her to go away. Khloe appeared stunned by her actions, she being his daughter. Slightly weirded out Khloe closed her eyes and just enjoyed herself. She did not want to think about that whole scenario. Something feeling this perfect, nothing was going to change her devotion.
Strutting back to Weaver he stared at her with awe. “Did you just show your Dad my cum?” Nodding rapidly, Heidi stormed his lips and kissed him hard, his cum rolling around on his own tongue made him nauseous, yet her beauty and her scent lured him toward a receptive embrace. A first for him tasting his own cum, he determined it to not be that bad. In a mad shove Heidi pushed them over on to her futon mattress and she straddled his cock. He felt dominated by her but let it happen. Once his dick slid up inside her he was all smiles.
“Like that warm wet pussy Rocker Boy?” She gyrated over him, leaning forward to crush her breasts into his chest.
“Worth the wait.” He grins, Looks like you’re the one with a future on Broadway.”
“You just want to see my titties do the Riverdance.”
“I love a good pair of stage hands.” He laughed as she sat up straight and bounced up and down on his massive cock, his hands squeezing her breasts. He was easily as big if not quite as large as Zach, certainly close. Zach however had only entered her, not fucked her like this. This was war.
Out in the living room Zach lifted the contorted Khloe from her embedded nature upon the couch cushions. Squealing as her body rose along with Zach until he stood up straight, she held her ankles tighter, trusting Zach to carry her dead weight as her entire body depended on his strength. She was blown away by his feat. He was fucking her hard without her even holding him in any way. Not even she suspected that was possible. It made her insane, gushing all around his cock, fantasizing about what else this God could do. Careful not to strain his back he finally drew her up toward him and cradled her, her legs released to wrap around his waist. Not once did his massive cock slip out. The fullness of her interior made her roll her eyeballs back to compliment her Lordship above.
“God! I want to serve you.” She whispered afraid to look him in the eye.
“Serve me?” He studied her as she clung to him tightly, “Explain.”
“I followed your every command at the gym. I told you I would never let you down. That should be a clue. I did refer to you as Sir earlier.”
“Slave?”
“Please.” She melted in his grasp.
“Dunno about that word. Just obey without hesitation going forward and we evolve together. Deal?”
“Yes. I adore you Sir.”
“Let’s go for a walk.”
“Where you go I follow.”
“That’s my girl.” He carries her to the hallway just outside Heidi’s bedroom and plants Khloe’s back against the wall and fucks her with a steady rhythm. Looking over into Heidi’s bedroom he watched Heidi from behind as she rode Weaver. Her backside was so inviting he nearly dropped Khloe in favor of going in and taking Heidi away from her man. He knew that might be too abrasive. She had been accepting of anything he had done since she moved in, but taking her from a guy she obviously really liked would be over the top. Besides, he loved women in general. Khloe was every man’s dream personified. So was Heidi Baker, yet there was just something about the blond. Something that made Zach crazy. The day he finally took her was going to make him convinced he had her hooked. He knew she was intrigued by him but was being apprehensive due to her determination to be just roommates. Maybe that was an excuse. Maybe, she was teasing him to the point of forced sex. No. That couldn’t be it. She was just wanting to be herself. Her choice. He was okay just cumming on her every day. For now.
Weaver finally caught a glimpse of Zach and Khloe and watched as Zach turned with Khloe’s backside facing into the bedroom. Khloe rode his cock just as hard as Zach was thrusting up into her, a joint rhythm perfected that made Khloe cry out that it was her pleasure to lose her sanity. Heidi ignored Khloe’s efforts and took Weaver in hard deep thrusts making her own series of high pitch squeals, her hands squeezing her breasts and reaching an early orgasm on her own without much work on Weaver’s part. He knew it. As soon as she screamed and cum all over his cock Weaver took control. Rising forward he took her backwards to the carpet halfway off of her futon mattress. Snatching her ankles Weaver ripped her legs wide and stabbed his cock deep into her, offering Zach a perfect arrogant view of his youthful beast stretching his daughters cunt wide and rippling her pink recesses in and out. Heidi Baker loved every second of his terrorist act.
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