Broken In

Marissa's well connected. Through her work, she meets a few models. She had shown me some recent shots she had taken of one blonde model, and when she saw me taking more than just a polite interest in the photos she had asked me if I wanted to meet the model. Knowing Marissa, I knew there was always more to the story than meets the eye. So I said sure. This model looked like a tasty piece of ass, so how could I possibly say no?

That was a few weeks ago. And now, Marissa and Kendall were sitting on my sofa. Marissa had her hand on Kendall's knee, and I just watched them both, listening to their quiet chatting. Marissa and I had actually met Kendall on one occasion before tonight. Broken her in, would be more accurate. I can't believe she came back. She must have enjoyed it, although it was hard to tell at the time.

I looked at her. She was listening to Marissa, but glanced over at me a few times. I think she was scared of me a little. I wasn't saying much, deliberately remaining a closed book. I wanted Kendall to be scared of me. Now, I would never hurt anyone, but with Kendall... she was mine to use like a piece of meat. I had to try to shut out any kind of emotional attachment, and just use her for my own gratification. How had I described her to Marissa? As my cum bucket. Marissa had liked that. Because this was as exciting for her as it was for me.

I stared at Kendall. She was uneasy. I wonder if she could see on my face that I was picturing using her tight little cunt to soak up my cum with. Or wondering how far down her throat my cock would go. Maybe I would stretch her ass open with my cock before creaming it. Maybe she could already see the lengthening bulge in my jeans and was remembering the first time I had forced myself on her.

No wonder Kendall's body language was all aimed towards Marissa. She must have in her mind the memory of Marissa's wet pussy grinding down on her erect nipple. Look at Kendall... she's too shy to ask for what she really wants. Because Lord knows she wants something... or she wouldn't be here again.

I smiled at Marissa when she leaned forward and slipped her hand inside Kendall's top, feeling for her nipple. She really did have a thing for those small but firm nipples. How cute... Kendall's blushing. My, she really is shy. You'd think a model would be more... out there. Although... her shots were sexy... but tame, if you know what I mean. This was probably all new to her.

Marissa got her camera. Kendall wore a yellow top which was quite open at the neck, and Marissa had tugged it down to reveal Kendall's firm little breast. She directed Kendall to squeeze her tit in her hands, as if she was offering her breast to the camera. Mouth open. Nice one Marissa. Damn, she was good. Both of them were good. Marissa turned Kendall to the side, in profile, and got her to pull her nipple long between her fingers while she licked the tip of her other finger with her long tongue. Oh, great shot. It was making me get nice and hard, and I bet Marissa's soaking her panties right now too.

Fuck this... I'm out of patience. I just stood up and yanked my clothes off and stood there in front of the girls, my big cock full and standing upright. Marissa laughed; Kendall gulped. While Kendall was still staring at my erection (yes, honey, this does fit inside you... we all know it does) Marissa leaned forward and grabbed the neck of Kendall's top and pulled at it with her two strong hands, ripping it right down the front and tugging it down lower. Kendall spun around to face Marissa, who cut her off before she could speak. "Relax, I'll buy you another top. I want some photos of you and Simon together." God bless you Marissa, you mind reader. "Kneel on the rug". Marissa gave Kendall a little push towards the floor. Kendall knelt. Good girl.

"You do what you want, Simon. I'll just shoot.", said Marissa.
"Fine by me", I said, and stood next to Kendall.

I put my hand on top of Kendall's head, and messed her hair a little. With my hand still on top of her head, I pushed the side of Kendall's face against my stomach and held it there in profile against me. With my other hand, I pushed my stiff cock up against my stomach and pushed it sideways against Kendall's face, with my crown pushing against her closed eye. "Close crop", I said, and Marissa, kneeling in front of us, knew just what I meant and fired off a few shots. "Pull her hair", said Marissa. "Yeah", I replied, and pulled at the back of Kendall's hair, tilting her head back and shoving my cock against her face. I wanted to get a sense of my size next to Kendall's pretty little face. I knew Marissa would get some good shots from this.

I pulled down harder on Kendall's hair, and tilted her chin up with my other hand, so that her throat was long and exposed. Then I turned side on and pressed the hot length of my cock up against her long neck, my crown pressing against the underside of her chin. This shot implied my cock filling her throat. I wondered if Kendall got a sense of that. Just to remind her, I pressed my cock a little harder against her throat and rubbed it up and down with little pulses of my hips. Oh fuck, that felt good. I pictured rubbing myself into a cum geyser splashing up onto her lips. Maybe I was pressing a little too hard against her throat. She was trying to pull away, but I kept pushing her against me with my hand on the back of her head. I noticed Marissa wasn't shooting any more. She had put her camera down and was fingering herself.

Marissa lifted her fingers and showed me the stringy wetness on her fingers. Oh fuck... I love it when Marissa gets all stringy like that. That means she is deeply aroused. I better let her play too... it's only fair, right?

But first...

I moved around in front of Kendall and grabbed her head by two handfuls of hair and pulled her face roughly against my cock. Holding her head against me, I thrust my cock up and down over her face, rubbing my dick against her nose and cheek, squeezing my balls against her chin. She groaned, her lips dragging wetly up and down the base of my shaft while I fucked her face. The tip of my cock was getting all juicy... Oh fuck... Marissa had her jeans off and was shoving a bunch of fingers into her pussy. Oh fuck.... I was torn between a desire to cum on this little beauty's face and grabbing Marissa and giving that hot cunt of hers a pounding.

I pushed Kendall roughly onto her back on the rug. You could see in her wild eyes she didn't know what was going to happen next. Part of the excitement for her, I suppose. She was starting to look as if she liked being used as a fuck rag.

"Marissa, come here", I said. "These pouty little lips need a really wet pussy grinding down on them". The girls groaned in unison. What music to my ears. Marissa didn't need to be asked twice. She squatted and lowered herself down on Kendall's face and started tilting her pelvis back and forth, smearing her dripping pussy over Kendall's mouth, nose and chin. Marissa groaned... or was it growled?... like a bitch vampire... so fucking hot.... squirming her oyster down on our pretty model's soft face, pressing her pearl against those pouty lips...

Marissa pulled at Kendall's nipples between her fingers, stretching them long, as she swung her hips round and around, moaning and moaning. I hope Kendall was putting her long tongue to good use down there... I think Marissa's going to cum... I went and stood over Kendall's writhing legs, facing Marissa, and stroked and handled myself, smearing the sticky precum from my cock's eye all over my head. Just out of Marissa's reach.

Marissa made some kind of noise in the back of her throat and her eyes rolled back in her head as her back arched. Oh yes, my baby was cumming, and cumming hard... probably drenching Kendall's face with her juice. OK.. fuck... now, the time is right... I went behind Marissa and pushed her gently forward, until she came to rest on her arms, lifting her pussy slightly from Kendall's face. Kendall gasped for air, her hair plastered against her face... fuck... look at Marissa's white cream all over her face. Wow, she got it good.

I spread my knees wide and squatted behind Marissa, hanging my balls down onto Kendall's forehead. Pushing my cock down lower with my hand, I eased it between Marissa's swollen pussy lips and pushed it into her wet opening. Marissa screamed as I drove my meat deep into her spasming cunt, and Kendall made a muffled sound down beneath my balls. I grunted and grit my teeth as I grabbed Marissa's hips and starting pumping at her. Fuck... sweat prickled on my brow and on my chest. We smothered Kendall with Marissa's fucked pussy, and she responded by pressing her tongue up against Marissa's hard clitoris as we fucked. Marissa howled and bucked her hips hard in my grip and that really set me off...my fingernails dug into her bucking hips as I pumped gobs of my cum into her... teeth bared and grunting loudly. Kendall's arms flailed helplessly around my legs as I flooded Marissa with my cream above her face.

When I felt like my shuddering jabs weren't producing any more cum, I slowly extracted my cock from Marissa's creamy pussy. I pushed Marissa's ass up off of Kendall's face, letting her breathe again. Oh she looked like an animal... she was gone. She wasn't even human any more... and I think she liked the total abandon.

Yes! Here it comes... my cum dribbled out of Marissa's contracting pussy and dripped onto Kendall's chin. Kendall turned her head to the side, but I held her head in my hands and straightened it upwards again. I bent low to kiss Kendall's sweaty forehead, and whispered "You clean my woman's pussy, and clean it properly", and pushed Marissa down onto Kendall's face again. Marissa rotated her hips and ground her cummy pussy down onto those red pouty lips once more, and I rushed around in front of Marissa and fed my glistening cock between her lips. I held Marissa's head in my hands and pumped my cock into her mouth, feeling her tongue cleaning me off inside. Marissa could feel my thick cum slipping out of her and mixing into a sloppy mess of cum, stringy juices and saliva all over her pussy, being mixed and lathered by Kendall's soft, fleshy lips. And then... she came like I've never seen her come before. She lifted her hips up and down, slamming them down onto Kendall's face over and over, and tried to shake her hair from side to side but I held her head firmly on my cock. She was screaming something unintelligible with my cock thrusting into her mouth and scratched my ass with her white fingernails. I nearly lost my balance as I restrained her bucking body, and grunted as I dry came in her mouth. My cock was heaving but only producing a few drops... I was drained.

I let go of Marissa's swaying head and let her fall to her side on the floor, sliding off of Kendall. Marissa rolled onto her back, moaning low and dark, her head rolling from side to side. I hauled Kendall up into a sitting position, and held her in my arms. She had had enough. I held her so that she could see Marissa writhing on the ground, out of her mind. I kissed the back of Kendall's neck and whispered "You did that". I wanted Kendall to feel the power. She shivered in my arms and I kissed the back of her head.

Marissa had reached her hands down onto her pussy and pulled it wide open for us to see her swollen flesh, making herself feel totally open and exposed as her legs rolled from side to side. I pushed my hand down into Kendall's soaked panties as she sat in my arms, to find her wet little hole. I slid my fingertips up and down over her hooded clit, feeling it swelling at my touch, and dipped my fingers down between her creamy lips. I pushed my fingers into her, sliding past her pussy walls, feeling her folds and sensitive spots inside her as my palm rubbed her damp clit. I pressed my mouth to her ear and whispered "Let yourself go..." and kissed her earlobe. And she trembled and came on my hand. Marissa idly played with her nipples as she watched Kendall's breast heaving, her back arching against my chest. I caught Marissa's eye and smiled at her, and she smiled back at me. I kissed the side of Kendall's head again, never taking my eyes from Marissa's. We had feasted together... We both knew we had made a friend here, and we had more in store for her.... our broken in little pony.