Coffee shop girl gives me a blowjob, then sends me to her dumb blonde roommate to finish. Surprised by another guy who shares her with me.
Chapter 78:
THE RIGHT WAY TO START THE DAY
In the morning, I sauntered over to the retail center near the marina, specifically the coffee shop. Agnes was working today and I was feeling particularly randy. Agnes, or Aggie as she liked to be called, was nearly the complete opposite of her roommate, Coleen. While Coleen was a stunning blonde, barbie doll type with absolutely no brains, Aggie was a raven haired beauty with brains enough for both of them. Aggie and Coleen shared an apartment with Phil, an older fellow, but chill. Coleen had related to me how Phil took advantage of her on a regular basis, so I only presumed that he had a good thing going with Aggie, too.
“Good morning, Aggie! How are you, today?”
“Howdy, Sailor! I’m doing reasonably well after last night’s marathon fuckfest. Phil got drunk and his whisky dick just wouldn’t quit. My pussy’s still a bit raw and sore. I finally had to limit him to my asshole. Not a smart move on my part, though. Now both my cunt and my ass are sore. Woe is me, Sailor.”
“Damn, Aggie. That’s a shame. I woke up feeling really horny and skipped whacking off in hopes of scoring some sweet pussy here with either you or Coleen. Just my luck.”
“Oh, I’m terribly sorry, Sailor. Had I only known. I’ve got a couple of solutions for you though if you’re still horny.”
“Yeah, I can always disappear into the bathroom and rub one out, if that’s what you mean.”
“Actually, Sailor, I was thinking about a quickie blow job just to get you some instant relief. Then you could probably zip over to the apartment and visit Coleen for some extended fucking. I’m quite certain Phil is still comatose after his drunken spree last night. What say, Sailor? Sound like an acceptable plan?”
As soon as we were in the bathroom, Aggie sat on the toilet and fished my semi-hard cock out of my shorts. She wrapped her ruby lips around his head and fluttered her tongue on my frenulum, sending waves of pleasure up my cock and into my groin. This naturally resulted in a fully erect dick, ready to go, ready to unload. Her mouth began its journey down my shaft, loosening up and taking it in two inches at a time. She soon had the whole rod going in and out, her nose teasing my abdomen with each stroke. The feelings were, of course, sublime and I began reciprocating, pumping him in and out, fucking her wet cavity. It didn’t take long for me to grab her head and pound mercilessly, giving her a rough mouth fuck. Her hands were firmly attached to my ass, pulling me in and holding on for dear life as I rammed my dick in hard and fast. A massive cum load was the result, shooting like missiles against the back of her throat.
Coughing and sputtering, Aggie wiped her lips and smiled sweetly up at me. “Feel better now, Sailor? It’s always a treat to start the day with some high protein breakfast. Now, why don’t you scoot over to the apartment and see if you can get Coleen to complete the job. She doesn’t have any classes until after one today, so you’ll have a few hours to enjoy her charms. I’ve just gotten you warmed up. I’m sure you’ll have something left to share with her by the time you get there.”
The apartment was just across the highway from the retail center, in a building at the corner of the cross street. I made my way there and knocked at the door. Coleen’s angelic but clueless voice responded, “Who’s there?”
“Pizza delivery” I said jokingly.
“But I didn’t order any pizza” came the reply.
“Special Delivery” I retorted.
Coleen opened the door, surprised to see me. “Where’s the pizza” she asked incredulously. “You said it was a special delivery pizza.”
She was standing there in a sheer nightie, no undergarments, her wares clearly visible through the thin fabric. I pushed my way in, shoved the door closed and enveloped her in my arms. “I’m the special delivery, Coleen. I’m here to deliver something special to you.”
I picked her up and carried her to the couch, laying her down on her back. In a flash I had my pants and boxers on the floor and climbed between her legs. She had a surprised look on her face as I slid her nightie out of the way and grabbed my cock, aiming it at her slit. A few swipes of my dick up and down her pussy lips allowed him to enter her moist soft spot. I moved my arms to under her legs, lifting them up and out of the way as my hard cock entered her love hole. As I commenced sliding it in and out, inch by inch, she got wet enough for him to find his way deep inside her.
“What is it that you wanted to deliver to me?” she asked, oblivious to the fact that I was now fucking her.
“You’ll find out, soon” I said as I continued to ram my cock into her. I got a nice rhythm going, tip to balls, sliding in and out until passion overcame me. I hoisted myself up and began pounding hard into her delightful cunt, slamming deep into her. Her body was jerking with each thrust, and I kept this up for what seemed like ages. Eventually, an orgasm manifested itself, the surreal feeling washing over me as I squirt shot after shot of my hot jism into her wet cunt. It was a sloppy fuck, wet and wild, ending with my cum draining from her pussy.
With someone as dense as Coleen, there was no reason to engage in pillow talk. In fact, there was no reason to talk with her at all. She didn’t have enough brain cells to even carry on a conversation. When our fucking was complete, I simply ordered her to make a pot of coffee. My goal was to enjoy a cup, then repeat my performance in her ass. Coleen got up and started putting together a pot of coffee.
“I always get confused” she said. “Is it four cups of water and eight scoops of coffee or eight cups of water and four scoops of coffee?”
“The latter” I said.
“You mean I need a ladder to make coffee? I’ve never done it that way before.”
I stood and made my way over to her in the kitchen to supervise. I pressed myself against her back and reached around, fondling her tits as she assembled the coffee. One hand found its way to her crotch and began working on her clit.
“Ooohhh, ooohhh” she moaned. “That feels good. Just like when Phil does it.”
Just then, Phil emerged from the bedroom, bleary eyed and obviously very hungover. Coleen gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning! How’d you sleep after last night? You were like a wild man.”
“Coffee and aspirin” was all he could eek out. He trudged over to the couch and collapsed, holding his head in his hands. Coleen took him some pills and a glass of water. Phil was naked as a jaybird and Coleen looked down at his shriveled dick. She reached down and took it between her fingers, pulling on it to extend it.
“That’s so weird” she said. “A guy’s thing gets bigger and smaller all the time, but a woman’s boobs always stay the same size. I wonder why that is?” Phil reached up and fondled her tit, twirling and pinching her nipple. “Ooh, ooh, stop, Phil. I have to pour coffee first.”
Coleen returned to the kitchen and poured coffee for Phil and me. We all settled in the living room as Phil nursed his hangover.
“Hey, Phil. I heard you had a wild time last night. Why didn’t you call me? You know that I’m always up for a group fuck.”
“Yeah, well, it sort of just happened, you know” he responded. By now he had finished his first cup and ordered Coleen to fetch him another. When she returned with his fresh cup, he commanded her to get on her knees and suck on him. “Just to make him wake up, too, you know.”
Coleen obliged, dropping to her knees between his legs. I watched as she worked at getting him erect, using her mouth and her hands. After a few minutes he was standing erect.
“Now climb on, Coleen. I need a good pussy fuck to get me started for the day.” Coleen climbed on and guided his stiffy into her still wet pussy. "You’re all wet already” Phil said.
“Oh, yeah. Sailor made a special delivery already” she said as she slid up and down on his cock.
I was sitting across the room watching her give him an easy, slow fuck. My dick had regained his stamina, and I wanted to explore Coleen’s asshole. I found the lube on the side table, left over from the night before. I stepped over and positioned myself behind her, greasing my cock with the lube and smearing some on her anus. I crouched down some and guided my cock to her tiny hole. She stopped stroking on Phil’s dick long enough for me to push my fat cock into her butthole.
Once firmly in place, Phil and I began a masterful fuck of this little ragdoll’s holes. Phil held her butt cheeks and thrust upwards, ramming deep into her wet cunt. I held her hips and slammed my cock in and out of her asshole. Coleen made no noises. All we could hear was the unmistakable sound of a dick sliding in and out of wet pussy on top of a cock slipping in and out of a lubed anus. Coleen just let us fuck her as if she was doing nothing more than filing her fingernails. She was the perfect dumb blonde, free use whore. She didn’t have a clue.
Phil came first, his moans signaling a hungover orgasm in her pussy, adding his cum to the remains of mine. Coleen simply held her arms around his neck as he pumped his load up her cunt and I continued to thrash my fat cock deep into her ass. Her body was reeling with each thrust, and she kept her shoulders pressed against Phils chest for support as I destroyed her tight asshole. My pounding led to a huge cum dump, far up her ass. Several spasms leaving her rectum filled with my salty juice. When I pulled out and she raised up off Phil’s cock, our combined cum flowed from her holes. I made a mental note that next time we should capture it in a cup and pour it down her throat or wash her face with it. Coleen wouldn’t mind. I assure you. She’d easily believe that it was some new beauty cream that we had just discovered.