I walked into the apartment thinking I was just grabbing my spare keys. My brother was supposed to be at work, but there was his girlfriend, Lena, standing in the kitchen in nothing but one of his shirts. It barely covered her ass. She turned, and the shirt rode up just enough for me to see the thick cock hanging between her legs. Heavy, veiny, half-hard already.
"Fuck," I said. "You're… you've got a dick."
Lena didn't flinch. She just smirked and let the shirt fall open. "Yeah. Your brother knows. He likes it. You gonna stand there staring or come closer?"
My cock was already pushing against my jeans. I stepped forward without thinking. She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand down. Her dick was warm and thick in my palm, twitching as I wrapped my fingers around it. She was bigger than me.
"Stroke it," she said, voice low and rough. "Don't be shy."
I jerked her slow at first, feeling every ridge and vein. She got fully hard fast, the head slick with precum. Lena pushed me back against the counter and dropped to her knees. She yanked my pants down and swallowed my cock in one go. Hot, wet, no hesitation. Her tongue worked the underside while she sucked hard.
I groaned and grabbed her hair. She took me to the base like it was nothing, throat tight around me. When she pulled off she looked up, spit dripping from her chin. "You taste good. Bet you want mine now."
She stood, turned me around, and bent me over the counter. I heard the snap of lube from somewhere. Two slick fingers pushed into my ass, scissoring me open. It burned and felt good at the same time.
"Relax," she growled. "I'm gonna fuck you with this cock your brother loves."
The blunt head pressed against my hole. She didn't ease in. She shoved, and I felt every thick inch stretch me. I grunted, gripping the counter. She bottomed out, balls pressed against me, then started thrusting. Hard, deep strokes that made my own cock slap against the cabinet.
"Fuck, you're tight," she panted. "Take it. Take my cock."
She pounded me steady and filthy, one hand on my hip, the other reaching around to jerk me off. Her dick hit that spot inside me over and over until I was leaking all over her fingers. The wet sound of her fucking me filled the kitchen.
She pulled out, spun me, and lifted me onto the counter. My legs went over her shoulders. She slammed back in and fucked me even harder, tits bouncing under the open shirt. I watched her cock disappear into my ass, shiny with lube and precum.
"Jack yourself," she ordered. "Come while I wreck this hole."
I stroked fast. She leaned in and kissed me messy, tongue fucking my mouth the same way her cock fucked my ass. When I came it was sudden and messy, shooting across my stomach and her shirt. My ass clenched around her and she groaned, thrust deep, and unloaded. I felt every hot pulse of her cum flooding me.
We stayed like that, breathing hard, her cock still twitching inside me. She pulled out slow and watched her load drip out of my stretched hole.
"Next time," she said, wiping her dick on my thigh, "I'm bringing your brother in on it. You can both take turns on this cock."
She left me there, legs spread, cum leaking, already wondering how soon I could get it again.
