Double the pleasure
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“You!” Out of all the people you expected to find in front of you, Brad wasn’t one of them. Brad was the one that convinced you to get drunk last night and is inconsequently the reason that you’re in Sandra’s clutches. Maybe he saw Sandra take you and is here to rescue you.
“Hi babe, what’s up?” Apparently, he hasn’t come to help because he nether looks surprised nor concerned that you’re here. Sandra giggles and pulls Brad into a kiss. Her arms wrap around his back and your pressed hard against his black leather jacket. You hear them kiss for a minute, as you are smothered against tanned cowhide. They break their kiss and smile at one another. Brad puts his hands against Sandra’s hips and presses her body against his. You can only stare up from Sandra’s hand, as the two giants snuggle up against each other, momentarily forgetting all about you. This doesn’t last long, Brad looks down at you and the loving smile that he was giving Sandra was replaced with a cruel smirk.
“Hey Stevey, how you been enjoying your time with my girl?” You gape at Brad in shock. Sandra is his girl, since when? As far as you know, Sandra’s never had a serious boyfriend. The most serious relationship Sandra’s only had was when she got locked in the utilities closet and had to spend an hour locked in there with another boy. You look in between the couple, having trouble buying that Sandra the slut had an actual honest to goodness boyfriend. The couple saw the look of disbelief on your face and broke into laughter.
“I know what you must be, like, thinking. How could someone as irresistible as me, ever settle for one guy? Even if that guy is an animal in the bed.” Sandra nibbled on Brad’s ear and growled like a wild animal. Then she and Brad turned to you and further explained.
“It’s really simple really,” Brad continued for Sandra, gripping her luscious body against his. “I like to watch, and she likes to fuck anything that moves. It’s the perfect relationship. Sandra screws the guy and tapes it for me to watch later, or I come along and watch the attraction and maybe add a little extra excitement to the event.” Sandra squirmed against Brad, liking the idea of his adding to her fun. You look between the pair still having trouble understanding how this could be happening. It didn’t take a brain surgeon to realize why Brad was here. The only reason was that he’d come to watch Sandra abuse him and you hope he isn’t also here to add to the fun. One sex-craved nympho was enough, but two was likely to kill you.
“Lets go to your room and get this show on the road. I didn’t give you Stevey last night so he could listen to us yak all day.” Sandra nodded speedily, then stopped to think. For a brief moment, you dared think that maybe Sandra had come to her senses and wasn’t going to use you for her sick sex game.
“Brady, the little man isn’t going by Steve anymore. I decided that I was going to rename him, but I haven’t decided on a name, so I’m calling him little man instead.” You go limp in Sandra’s hand, why do you keep torture yourself with the belief that Sandra has some mercy inside her? The couple leaves the entrance of the house and stomp up the stairs, you can see that both teens are excited, but all you can feel is dread. As they enter Sandra’s room and close the door, you only pray that Brad’s in a watching mood because if he’s not, you’re going to experience one hell of a threesome.
“Hi babe, what’s up?” Apparently, he hasn’t come to help because he nether looks surprised nor concerned that you’re here. Sandra giggles and pulls Brad into a kiss. Her arms wrap around his back and your pressed hard against his black leather jacket. You hear them kiss for a minute, as you are smothered against tanned cowhide. They break their kiss and smile at one another. Brad puts his hands against Sandra’s hips and presses her body against his. You can only stare up from Sandra’s hand, as the two giants snuggle up against each other, momentarily forgetting all about you. This doesn’t last long, Brad looks down at you and the loving smile that he was giving Sandra was replaced with a cruel smirk.
“Hey Stevey, how you been enjoying your time with my girl?” You gape at Brad in shock. Sandra is his girl, since when? As far as you know, Sandra’s never had a serious boyfriend. The most serious relationship Sandra’s only had was when she got locked in the utilities closet and had to spend an hour locked in there with another boy. You look in between the couple, having trouble buying that Sandra the slut had an actual honest to goodness boyfriend. The couple saw the look of disbelief on your face and broke into laughter.
“I know what you must be, like, thinking. How could someone as irresistible as me, ever settle for one guy? Even if that guy is an animal in the bed.” Sandra nibbled on Brad’s ear and growled like a wild animal. Then she and Brad turned to you and further explained.
“It’s really simple really,” Brad continued for Sandra, gripping her luscious body against his. “I like to watch, and she likes to fuck anything that moves. It’s the perfect relationship. Sandra screws the guy and tapes it for me to watch later, or I come along and watch the attraction and maybe add a little extra excitement to the event.” Sandra squirmed against Brad, liking the idea of his adding to her fun. You look between the pair still having trouble understanding how this could be happening. It didn’t take a brain surgeon to realize why Brad was here. The only reason was that he’d come to watch Sandra abuse him and you hope he isn’t also here to add to the fun. One sex-craved nympho was enough, but two was likely to kill you.
“Lets go to your room and get this show on the road. I didn’t give you Stevey last night so he could listen to us yak all day.” Sandra nodded speedily, then stopped to think. For a brief moment, you dared think that maybe Sandra had come to her senses and wasn’t going to use you for her sick sex game.
“Brady, the little man isn’t going by Steve anymore. I decided that I was going to rename him, but I haven’t decided on a name, so I’m calling him little man instead.” You go limp in Sandra’s hand, why do you keep torture yourself with the belief that Sandra has some mercy inside her? The couple leaves the entrance of the house and stomp up the stairs, you can see that both teens are excited, but all you can feel is dread. As they enter Sandra’s room and close the door, you only pray that Brad’s in a watching mood because if he’s not, you’re going to experience one hell of a threesome.
24 views
·
June 2
Log in to comment