Chapter 5: How Far Will They Go?

“You want to help put his cock in my pussy Claire?” I said, almost taunting her in the process, daring her to help her fiancé get fucked by the whore her soon- to-be father-in-law had hired.

Actually, I honestly thought she would say yes. I mean, if it had been me watching my fiancé getting blown by a naked prostitute, I know I would have been horny as hell by now and ready to get involved in the action. Instead, Claire was just sitting there with her hands in lap, not even close to touching herself or otherwise looking turned on. It was almost like it was clinical to her, like when you discuss sex as fornication at church or at school with all the lust and desire stripped away. Claire didn’t even respond to my query but just sat there looking almost bored. It was like she was thinking she just wanted to let Brad get this out of his system and the sooner the better.

Despite her lack of response, I decided to sit back on Brad’s dick so I could face Claire and hopefully catch some form of excitement or even lust on her part. Reaching between my legs, I grabbed his dick and positioned myself over him.

“Ready to fuck me Brad?” I asked, turning my head back over my shoulder to look at him. He just nodded so I asked him again.

“You can do better than that Brad. Do you want to fuck me or not?”

Oh he wanted to, that was for sure. You could see it in his eyes, feel it in the throbbing of his dick, hear it in his rapid breathing. Oh yeah, Brad wanted to fuck me and fuck me badly. Yet despite everything so far, I still saw him look around me so he could check for Claire’s response. I turned my head back to look at her too and grinned at her, smiling to let her know I had her fiancé right where I wanted him - well, almost; a few inches more and he would be there.

“Yes,” he groaned as softly I felt his dick swell even more in my hands.

“Yes WHAT Brad?” I pushed him, “Speak louder so Claire can hear you.”

“Hell yes, I want to fuck you, alright?” he finally blurted out, starting to sound frustrated now as I knew he wanted in me a lot more than he wanted to say in front of Claire.

“That’s more like it Brad,” I purred, “You know, I want you to fuck me too. I want you to fuck me in front of Claire. Show her how good you can fuck me.”

Alright, maybe it was a little over the line but I wanted to get SOME reaction from the ice queen. She didn’t waver, just staring at us so I carefully lowered myself down, feeling his cock head pressing up against my wet pussy hole. For a brief moment the pressure built up and I could feel his cock straining in my hand but I kept it straight and pressed down harder. Then I gasped as his head stretched my pussy hole open and he slipped into me, his entire head popping into me.

“Mmmmmmm, you dick feels so good in me Brad,” I moaned softly, holding myself there for just a moment to savor the incredible rush of emotions that I felt whenever a man entered me for the first time. The fact the girl he would be marrying shortly was watching was just icing on the cake!

At that moment it didn’t matter that Brad was someone I’d never even met before and never would again after today. Right now he was simply a man, a man who lusted for me and desired me more than anything else. His erect dick was now inside of me, penetrating me and moving ever deeper into me as I put more weight on it. I could feel his stiff shaft sliding into me, inch by inch it rubbed against the sensitive inside of my pussy as it entered me, stimulating the millions of nerve endings that created such an incredible sensation between my legs. It wasn’t limited to my crotch. Imagine throwing a rock in a still pond and seeing the ripples spread out across the lake. The feelings in my pussy emanated outward in the same way, washing over me like waves crashing onto a beach, incredible surges of pleasure rushed through me as Brad started to fuck me.

“God you’re so fucking tight,” he groaned as his dick pushed hard each time to get deeper into me.

I smiled at that, wondering if Brad was comparing my pussy to Claire’s. Even though I would have bet the lottery that I’d been fucked by at least a hundred more guys than Claire, my pussy was still damn tight, probably even tighter than hers.

Leaning forward, I let his cock withdraw from my pussy until if flopped out, all nice and wet from me riding him. Turning around, I straddled him with my knees on the couch and once again, lowered my pussy to meet up with his waiting dick. This time I put my hands on his shoulders and wiggled my hips around to get his erect dick in me without touching it. My pussy hole was more open now after his initial fucking and so it was easier to do that now. Once I felt the tip of his dick entering me I leaned back and quickly let him push up and into me all the way until I was sitting on his dick. I looked into his eyes and grinned at him mischievously.

“I bet you never dreamed you’d be doing this today, did you Brad,” I teased him as slowly I rotated my hips in a circle around his dick.

Then I turned my head back and looked at Claire and grinned even more saying, “So what do you think Claire, is your guy fucking me good enough for you?”

Claire just frowned (hey, at least she reacted) and then leaned back into the chair more. She wasn’t going to give me the satisfaction of a response but I could deal with that. After all, who was the girl with Brad’s dick planted in her pussy at the moment? I was definitely getting the better deal.

My point made, I turned back to Brad and started to hump his cock. Damn it felt good in me. Brad may not have had the biggest dick but he was hard as a steel pole and I loved the way it would stay in me regardless of how close it came to flopping out of me, just by virtue of how stiff he was.

“Get off, I’m gonna cum soon,” he gasped, his hands tightening on my hips where he had been holding me like a bucking bronco on his cock.