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Keeping the Faith

Missy felt better after looking up Catholic views on oral sex.  It was generally accepted as a valid personal choice.  Unfortunately her pussy didn’t get much attention when she let Brad cum in her mouth.  It became a treat for special occasions.

It was early spring.  Brad had to go look at colleges.  They only had a few minutes together after school before his parents showed up.  Missy was really horny, having gone two days without a cock.  There was no safe place to fuck, but Missy noticed a table with a skirt around it in a quiet corner.  At least she could suck his cock.

When no one was looking she slipped under the table and unbuckled his pants.  She licked him to hardness and used every oral skill she knew to bring him off quickly.  She was about to get a mouthful of cum when Robbie Peterson, the all-state quarterback, walked up and asked Brad about the Chemistry exam.

Unfortunately, Brad couldn’t stop.  His eyes bulged.  His body stiffened.  He practically came up off the chair with his fists clenched.  A grunt escaped through his nose as the first explosion of cum filled Missy’s mouth.  He fell from her lips and blasted a stream of hot seed over Missy’s face.  Several more spurts of cum splashed over her face and hair before he closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

“Hey, are you alright man?”

Brad said it was a gas attack.  Missy, who was squatting in a very awkward position, slipped and made a small thud.  Robbie looked down and then back at Brad.  He smiled as he walked away.  Brad zipped up and gave Missy the all-clear signal.  She scrambled out from under the table wiping off cum that had landed on her face.  They didn’t see Robbie watching through a crack in the door.

Missy tingled all over.  She was already high from the feel of Brad’s cock in her mouth and the taste of his cum.  Almost getting caught was an extra turn-on.  As she left the building Robbie surprised her.

“Hey, Missy, I’m having a little party tonight.   Why don’t you come?  Brad won’t mind.  But tell him to stay away from tables with skirts before he kills himself.”

A shiver shot through Missy.  Did he know?  The way he winked at her was more than just a friendly gesture.  When she reached home she noticed a visible gob of cum still in her hair.  Robbie had to know.

Missy knew she shouldn’t go to the party, but she was bored and curious.  She wore a short white skirt and a tight red top that showed off her full tits.  When she arrived Robbie took her under his wing and made the rounds.  She noticed several guys staring visibly at her tits.  Rob made a comment about staying out from under tables.  She gave an embarrassed smile and raised her eyebrows.  How many other people knew?

In the hallway two couples were kissing and groping shamelessly.  Another couple emerged from a bedroom with clothes ruffled, makeup smeared and hair a mess.  Robbie pushed her in behind them and closed the door.  Missy froze.  This was a bad idea.  

Robbie put his hands on her shoulders and pressed up behind her.  She closed her eyes as his hands moved down her arms.  Count to ten and then leave she told herself.  His hands moved around her waist and across her stomach.  The tingling between her legs was incredible.  Her pussy hadn’t been fucked in over two days.

His lips brushed the back of her neck.  His hands moved up and cupped her breasts…  “No” she whispered without conviction.  His hands moved under her blouse and bra.  His fingertips brushed her nipples… “Please stop,” she moaned.  His lips moved up to her ear.  His tongue pushed inside.  A hand slid across her bare stomach and slipped under the waist of her skirt.

Missy put a hand on his arm as if she were going to pull him away, but left it there as his fingers pushed into her panties.  She spread her legs as he parted her folds.  She could feel his hardness pushing against her ass.  He was going to fuck her and she was helpless to stop him.  Just to prove it he stepped away and removed his hands from her body.

“Tell me to go and I’ll leave now.”

Missy turned to him.  Her legs trembled.  She searched for the words that weren’t there.   She took his hand.  Closing her eyes, she slowly guided his fingers against her pussy mound thinly covered by damp panties.  She was desperate for relief.  He slipped his fingers inside and brought her to the brink of orgasm and then pulled away.

Robbie dropped his jeans and briefs.  His huge cock wavered in the air.  He pushed down on Missy’s shoulders.  Without resistance she dropped to her knees wrapping her hand around the thick shaft.  Looking up at him she guided the mushroom shaped tip between her lips.  Robbie put his hands on her head and slowly fucked it into her mouth.

Missy pleasured him for a good ten minutes, taking him down her throat and bringing him to the brink several times.  She wanted to taste his cum.  She grabbed his shaft and bounced her head up and down while stroking him.  Saliva dripped from her chin.  He slammed into her mouth faster and faster.  She looked up at him and nodded.  

Her fingers felt his balls tighten.  Missy pulled him from her lips and held him inches from her face.  Her mouth was open and her tongue was out.  The first spray of cum caught her upper lip before pouring into her mouth and over her tongue.  The next stream splattered her upper lip and nose.  The next one shot into her mouth and dribbled down her chin.  She took him back into her mouth and drained him dry.

Missy’s panties were a mess.  Her pussy needed fucking in the worst way.  She knew from experience it would be a while before he was ready.  But he owed her and she knew exactly what she wanted.  Missy dropped her skirt and pulled off her top.  Her tits flopped free when her bra fell to the floor.  

She stood naked except for a skimpy pair of wet panties.  Missy turned around and peeled them down her long legs revealing her perfect ass and puffy little peach peeking out from between her cheeks.  She climbed onto the bed and pulled her legs apart so he had a bird’s eye view of her juicy pussy. 

“Lick me, Robbie.  Please.”

He looked down at her tasty treat and then back into her eyes.  He smiled and nodded.  He started at her feet and kissed up her leg.  Missy was trembling in anticipation.  His mouth clamped around her juicy plum and his tongue shot into her hot cunt.  Missy arched her back and moaned.  She could feel a powerful orgasm boiling inside her.

Robbie shoved two fingers up her cunt and bit her clit.  The intensity of the pressure in her tummy scared her but Missy was helpless to stop it.  Robbie clamped his mouth back over her pussy just as the explosion peaked.  Missy grabbed his head and lifted off the bed.  Her fingers tore at his hair.  Her body stiffened and then shook violently.

Robbie had heard that girls could squirt but this was his first experience.  Cum sprayed into his mouth as if she were peeing.  The sweet taste of pussy was unmistakable.  She kept bucking up into his face with a force that almost split his lip.  Her screams could be heard throughout the house.  She finally collapsed, breathing hard with her eyes closed.

Missy opened her eyes.  Robbie was kneeling over her and rubbing his semi-hard cock over her nipples.  Now that her pussy had been satisfied guilt set in.  She had been unfaithful to Brad.  That was a sin.  Then it dawned on her.  He hadn’t fucked her yet.  Technically she had been faithful, but from the look on Robbie’s face that was about to change.  There was only one solution.

Missy found what she was looking for in the night table.  She squeezed her tits around his cock and licked his swollen bulb until he was hard.  She rolled over on her stomach and tilted her ass into the air.  Missy handed him the tube from the night table.  She tried to think of a polite way to say what she wanted but it came out wrong.

“My pussy belongs to Brad, but you can do me in the ass.  Okay?”

Ass fucking had to be a lesser sin than cheating if it was a sin at all.  She felt his big cock press against her sphincter.  She grimaced as he slowly worked his hard meat up her ass.  He pounded her for a good twenty minutes in a variety of positions.  Missy rubbed her pussy to two small orgasms.  She had a third more satisfying one when she felt the warmth of his cum filling her bowels. 

Missy went home upset that she had let things get out of control, but content in the fact that she had remained faithful to Brad.
