Special Deliveries
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Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Kurt is a lusty single billionaire, eagerly awaiting a very special delivery. He's twisty, kinky, and unusual, but aren't we all? - - - This story is dirtier than most, so please view story tags/codes before reading.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Ma/Ma Mult Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Shemale TransGender Fiction Rags To Riches Cheating Sharing Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Pregnancy Scatology Voyeurism Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Small Breasts Smoking Nudism Prostitution
We did a brief video call with Hailee when she got home. Jaye asked, “Haliee, it’s great that you’ll have babies with Kurt. All of us want to start a real family. I was hoping you might want to sleep with me sometimes, too?”
The chesty beyond voluptuous redhead blushed and thought a moment. “I kind of like women, and you and Kandi are very pretty.”
Jaye slowly stripped as she revealed her big secret, “I’m a ladyboy. I’m mostly a woman, other than this.” She lifted her skirt, revealing her medium-large penis and smooth scrotum. “I was planning to finish my sex change, until I met you. Would you be willing...”
Hailee cut her off with, “Wow! So sexy! I want you, too, if Kurt and Kandi don’t mind?”
I said, “Gawds! I’d love to watch!”
Kandi smiled and said into the camera, “Me, too! Great! We’ll see you tomorrow, Hailee.”
Jaye rested a hand on my shoulder and said, “There’s just one more thing, Kurt. I think I’ve done a lot to make you happy?”
I kissed her lips and answered, “So, so very happy!”
I shouldn’t have been surprised when she asked, “Would you do some things for me? I give you blowjobs and let you in my butt nearly every day, but you haven’t done either for me yet. Could ... could you give me a blowjob and let me do your hot ass?”
It was true I’d never taken a cock inside me or given a blowjob, but I’d gradually fallen in love with her. I rested hands on her and Kandi’s bottoms and told them, “Of course! I love both of you so much! Let’s go to bed.”
The silence of the master suite was thick, vibrating with a kind of electric anticipation that made the hair on my arms stand up. For years, I had been the architect of pleasure, the one directing the flow of desire, but as I looked at Jaye, I felt a strange, thrilling surrender. I wasn’t just the master of the house anymore; I was the offering. Kandi was perched on the edge of the bed, her small frame buzzing with a voyeuristic hunger, her blue eyes wide and dilated as she watched us. She didn’t just want to be part of it; she wanted to witness the total inversion of our roles.
I sank to my knees on the plush carpet, the fabric scratching softly against my skin. The sight of Jaye’s big cock, pulsing and eager, was a revelation. I’d spent so much time admiring the aesthetics of her body, but now, the proximity was overwhelming. I leaned in, the scent of her skin mixing with the faint aroma of the cigarettes she’d smoked earlier. Suddenly, I felt a rush of raw, uninhibited curiosity. I opened my mouth and took her head, swirling my tongue around the velvet tip, feeling the heat of her through my lips. A low, guttural moan escaped her, and I could hear Kandi let out a sharp, excited gasp behind me.
“Yes! Right there, Daddy! Look at him!” Kandi squealed, her voice a mix of girlish glee and primal lust. She leaned forward, her small hands gripping the sheets, her eyes locked onto the sight of my mouth enveloping Jaye. I focused on the rhythm, the sliding friction, the way Jaye’s hips began to twitch in time with my suction. I wanted her to feel every ounce of my devotion, to know that I was willing to be her plaything just as much as she had been mine.
Jaye’s hands found my hair, guiding me with a gentle but firm intensity. “You’re doing so well, Kurt,” she whispered, her voice a husky rasp. “So sweet ... so hungry.”
Once she was hovering on the edge of a climax, Jaye pulled back and guided me toward the bed. She laid me flat on my stomach, the cool sheets feeling like a sanctuary against my chest. Kandi scrambled over, positioning herself so she could see everything, her small face beaming with a mixture of mischief and arousal. She started kissing the back of my neck, her tiny breaths hot against my skin.
“Lube it up, Jaye! Make it slippery!” Kandi urged, her voice dripping with anticipation.