Graduation With Heather (Owwh Part 3)
Copyright© 2017 by CW
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Part 3 of the One Week With Heather series Heather invites Aaron and Jess to be guests at her graduation party
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Anal Sex Enema Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Pegging
“Hey, Aaron, long time, no see. Who’s the slut with the huge tits?” asked a voice I recognized, but it wasn’t Heather’s.
“Cara Anne!” shouted Heather.
“Hi, uh, Cara. This is Jess, my wife,” I replied conversationally, as if I wasn’t bent over a tub with a butt plug facing her.
I watched over my shoulder as Cara walked up behind Jess, bent down, and rammed two fingers straight into Jess’ pussy, without warning, making her shriek.
“Damn, she’s wet! She must really get off on having things stuck in her ass. I can see why you married her,” she said while sawing her fingers in and out of my wife’s vagina roughly.
In the couple of years since I’d last seen her, Cara had blossomed quite a bit, having developed curves and a decent sixteen-year-old rack. Her boldness had not changed one bit, however.
Jess was panting and moaning at the same time. Heather pulled her sister’s fingers out of my wife and yelled, “Damn it, Cara, get out of here!”
“Ok, ok I’m leaving,” she said. She turned to me and said “Have fun tonight, you love birds!” and she blew us a kiss before giggling and running off.
“Sorry, Jess, my sister is bitter because I wouldn’t let her come to the party, but it wouldn’t have been fair as I have a lot of friends who didn’t make the cut since they weren’t eighteen. I insisted that all guests by of legal age. I was strict about that,” Heather explained.
“It’s ... it’s ok,” Jess said, out of breath. “The pressure is really starting to hurt though, Mistress.”
“Ok, I’m going to remove the plug. You will feel a sudden need to release, but you will need to close really tight and hurry to the toilet, understood?” Heather asked, gripping the base of the plug with one hand. “Yes,” Jess croaked.
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