Juggling cousins

I kept dating the Pretty Brunette, and I became Legs For Days newest booty call. It wasn’t a bad deal. Pretty Brunette was becoming much more adventurous, and Legs For Days craved my dick. I fucked both of them every week.

One Tuesday night, Pretty Brunette went to the last showing of a movie that started at 10:00. I think there was one employee in the building. No one else was in the auditorium.

It started out innocently enough. She accidentally grab my dick while reaching for some popcorn. Then accidentally took it out of my pants. Then happened to start sucking on it.

Then she couldn’t see, so I had her sit on my lap. She was wearing a skirt, and somehow her panties got pulled to the side. When she sat down my hard dick just pushed right into her wet tight pussy. Totally innocent mistake.

Then she had an itch on her chest. I had to put my hand under her shirt to scratch it. But then the itch moved to her nipples and the only way to get rid of it was to pinch them.

Then things got not so innocent, they became downright filthy. She got down on the nasty movie theater floor. Her bare knees touched the sticky mixture of soda, candy, popcorn butter and dip spit. So gross. It was such a turn off. I almost lost my erection, but while on her knees she jacked me off with two hands until I unloaded into her waiting mouth.

The thought of her dirty knees was so disgusting that after the movie I dropped her off at home and didn’t go inside. She needed to decontaminate first. I dropped her off close to 2:00 am. Then I happened to get a text from Legs For Days saying she needed the Hulk.

So I drove to her place. Her knees were clean. I went inside and stayed the night. She just needed a good rough fuck to fall asleep. I was happy to give it to her, since I needed the same thing.

The great thing about staying over at Legs For Days place is that she had the best alarm clock. Instead of blaring or buzzing or vibrating or playing music, this clock would gently wrap its wet lips around your morning wood, and sensually suck you awake. Forget Folgers in your cup; a blowjob is the best part about waking up. Unfortunately the blowjob never went to completion, but it’s the thought that counts. Legs For Days was thoughtful like that.

These types of events went smoothly on for months. Then I got too greedy.