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Love That Busy Beaver

by Tony Tiger

Copyright© 2018 by Tony Tiger

Flash Sex Story: How to enjoy nature's gift to women.

Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Heterosexual   Slut Wife   Incest   Gang Bang   Polygamy/Polyamory   Cream Pie   .

I was on my hands and knees enjoying the deep strokes of that thick shaft. Then I felt the familiar swelling that signaled an impending release. Oh goody! That was my favorite part of fucking; getting my insides coated with that hot stuff and visualizing those millions of the wigglers exploring my deepest recesses.

Suddenly he stopped and asked, “Should I pull out?”

“No, dammit!”

He started moving again but asked, “What if you get pregnant?”

I growled, “If I do you’ll be third in line today! Now shut up and finish this fuck!”

Only a couple more strokes and I got those welcome hot spurts which almost always triggered my own orgasm. He held my hips as his strokes slowed and my shaking calmed. Expertly he rolled us on our sides without disengaging.

“Well done,” I complimented. “Feels like you’re not shrinking either. That’s good.”

From behind me he asked, “I’d like an explanation of that ‘third’ thing, if you don’t mind.”

I reached down to cup his balls and said “I don’t mind at all and just remember you asked me. Yesterday afternoon I had a date with a longtime boyfriend and we went out in the woods and screwed twice on a blanket then he brought me back here. The last time he shot in me was just after midnight. That’s how I like to go to sleep. The next morning my brother came over because we were going someplace. He has a key and came in and there I was naked and sprawled out on the bed so he just helped himself like he knows he’s welcome to. It’s a great way to wake up. And then we had a quickie when he dropped me off. I’ve been with you since lunch and you just made me feel real good. Is that enough explanation?”

By then he was hard again and just took me from behind, reaching around to do the right things to my tits. “You’ll have to hurry because I have to get cleaned up for a hot date tonight”

He didn’t miss a stroke as he complained, “Damn! I thought maybe I could spend the rest of the night with you.”

After I got done reacting to his powerful cum shots I asked, “Do you stay up late?” When he said yes, I added, “How about I text you when my date leaves? You should be well rested by then.”

He simply answered, “Deal!” And we hopped in the shower together.

We both kept our word and just before midnight he was getting his third piece of my busy beaver. Together we counted up how many times on that calendar day I’d been shot full of man juice. Seven, working on eight. I had a question for him though, “I guess I’m already a billionaire today if sperms count for anything. Most guys I screw don’t even want to know if I’m doing anybody else or not, but you seem to relish it. Explain.”

 
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