EXTRACT FOR
Allegra
(Matthew Jimson)

The man pulled out of the girl and rushed over. She gripped his wet, swollen cock and guided it between her lips. With a few expert moves (she knew this man well), she got him to erupt a thick shot of jizz into her open waiting mouth within seconds. She licked and sucked and swallowed it all up.



They took a seat on the couch and held hands.



The guy acknowledged me and asked, "I'm sorry, did I take too long? Were you waiting for her?" He gestured to the girl. Her soft triangle glimmered in the candlelight.



I shook my head.



"Don't know what you're missing," he said. "That's a special piece of woman."



I saw what he meant. Not a blemish on the skin, every muscle toned to perfection. This girl was ripe and would never look better.



"Check out her ass," he said. "Here." He leaned over and grabbed her shoulders. "Help me out." Without thinking, I took her torso and we lifted her up.



"Isn't that one beautiful ass?" he asked.



I couldn't deny it. We settled her back into position.



"If you had any brains," he said, "you'd go to town on that."



Of course I wanted to. But of course it didn't feel right. "I'm not sure that's a great idea. I don't even know her. I certainly don't have her permission."



"She wants you to. I promise. She gave her consent before she went under. She's such a horny firecracker, she wants it even when she's asleep. Said she wanted to wake up filled up with cum or else she'd be very disappointed."



"Why didn't you come in her?"



"It's our rule: I can fuck whatever I want, but the wife here gets my come." They gazed into each other's eyes like a newlywed couple.



"I'm not even hard."



"My wife here'll take care of that."



Mrs. Pushy gave me a wink, but she'd have to do a lot more than that to get my blood boiling.



Just then, Candi returned. "Manger wasn't in, but the bartender's positive there aren't any new girls. Never heard of Allegra." She nodded to the couple. "Hello. Having fun?"



Mr. Pushy gestured to the girl. "We're trying to talk him into taking advantage of this 'pass out and pass around.' My wife here was about to blow him up like a balloon."



"I'm still not sure," I said. Further, I was now facing the prospect of doing it in front of a crowd of three.



But the idea appealed to Candi. "Oh come on. You should. It's only fair. How many times have you seen me in action? C'mon. Show us your ass."



Mrs. Pushy giggled and reached out for my package. She gave it a squeeze. I kept my eyes on the girl as she unzipped my fly and took out my cock. Candi gave it a stroke, like the way she'd pet a cat.