The XXX Files Season Two (Episodes 5-8) (19 page)

“I promise,” Courtney frantically nodded. “I can, I can.”
 

Willow ignored her protests and buried her face between Courtney’s legs as Brad pulled Courtney’s face toward him and shoved his dick into her mouth. She took it as if famished, getting sloppy up top while Willow made her sloppy below. Just as Courtney was about to cum, Willow pulled away, teasing her, then slipped two fingers back into her cunt and said, “I don’t know. You barely seem like you can take a couple of fingers.”
 

“I can, I can,” Courtney repeated her promise. “I can take his dick. I’ve done it before. I’m used to it now, I swear.”
 

As if to prove she could handle the size, Courtney returned to Brad’s cock, fucking it hard with her mouth while Willow returned to her pussy, licking Courtney’s clit while she shoved a single finger furiously in and out.
 

Brad, still not saying a word, swiveled his hips while Courtney drooled all over his shaft, popping it out from her mouth with a plop and making it look like he dipped his dick in a bucket of spit.
 

Drool dripped from the tip. Willow said, “I think she’s ready.”
 

Courtney looked like a lifetime of prayers was finally answered.
 

Brad pulled Courtney to the edge of the bed and parted her legs as Willow crawled behind her.
 

He positioned his dick, smiling from above as Courtney stared up at him, craven from below. He entered her.

Courtney screamed, then screamed louder.
 

Brad fucked her like it was an assault, hooking a thumb into her mouth and muffling her scream to a whimper. He kept on thrusting, in and out, in and out while Willow kneaded her tits from behind. The room’s only sounds were the
slosh slosh slosh slosh slosh slosh slosh slosh
from Brad’s relentless fucking, and Courtney’s deafening repeats of OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!!!!

Willow held Courtney down, purring, “Does the little girl like the big dick?” as Brad fucked her harder and faster.

She came, hard, so hard she thought she might die.
 

“Did you just cum?” Willow asked, as Courtney fell from her rapture.
 

Courtney nodded yes, like a scared girl unsure of what might happen next. “Kiss me,” she begged.
 

Willow kissed her; long and hard as Brad slowed himself to a steady sloshing. After a few minutes of kissing, Brad dragged Courtney onto the floor and — still silent — ordered her to suck his dick using only his eyes.
 

Willow was jealous, or wanted her turn. She stripped the black bustier from her body, then fought for her turn beside Courtney, ripping the dick from her mouth and shoving it between her lips. For several minutes they took turns swallowing cock. Whoever had the empty mouth was shoving fingers into their pussy.
 

Brad commanded them to stop, using only a finger, then sent Willow up to the bed using the same wagging digit.
 

She lay flat on her back, inviting Courtney over with a smile that could only come from a succubus. Willow nodded toward her stockings. Courtney peeled them from her body, then balled them onto the floor, peeled Willow’s panties next, and without needing direction, did what she had never done before by filling her mouth with the sweet taste of pussy.
 

“Good girl,” Willow said, raising one leg to widen the target. She planted a soft palm on the back of Courtney’s head and pushed her face deeper into her dripping wet cunt.
 

Courtney stabbed her tongue in and out of Willow, flicking her clit and lapping along its length, just as she would have wanted Brad to do to her. He might have been jealous when Courtney said, “I love licking your pussy,” because his dick suddenly shot through Willow’s legs from behind and landed inside Courtney’s open mouth.
 

Courtney wanted more, but so did Willow. She said, “My turn,” then spun to Brad, and pushed him back on the mattress. He smiled up at Willow, winked at Courtney, then held his dick at the base, so it was pointing straight at the ceiling — long as a ruler and fat as a bat — waiting for Willow to sit.
 

She did, facing Courtney, and started to ride Division 69’s best agent reverse cowgirl.
 

Faster and faster she went, as he held her by the hips, raising her up and slamming her back down, hard on his pelvis. Courtney crawled beside Brad on the bed and kissed him sloppy on the mouth while she fucked herself with her fingers.
 

Brad pulled away and nodded up at Willow. Courtney crawled from him to her and started rubbing Willow’s clit with two fingers on one hand and herself with two from the other.
 

“How does that feel?” Courtney asked Willow.
 

Willow could only whimper.
 

It felt good to turn the tables.
 

“I need it harder,” Willow said, then pulled away from Brad and got on all fours.
 

Brad spread her cheeks and buried his face in her ass as Willow and Courtney kissed in the front. He licked his fingers, rubbing two of them fast all along the back of her dirthole.
 

Willow whimpered again.

“What’s he doing now?” Courtney asked.
 

“He’s being nasty,” Willow panted, “so so nasty.”

“Is his finger in your asshole?” Courtney asked, somehow knowing.

“Yes,” she screamed.
 

“Does it feel good?”
 

“YES!” she screamed again, three times louder.
 

Brad spread Willow’s lower lips like parting curtains, then eased his dick inside the sloppy opening. Courtney watched as Willow’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and she bit her bottom lip, staring at her gorgeous swaying tits as Brad started to pound her from behind. She couldn’t make words, but Willow’s moans said plenty.

Finally, Willow managed, “Do you want to see?”
 

Courtney nodded, then crawled back behind Brad and watched him fuck Willow for more than a minute, until he pulled out of her pussy and shoved himself back into Courtney’s mouth.

“You better clean that up,” Willow turned to Courtney and said as she attacked Brad’s dick like a cock hungry slut, sucking her pussy juice up from the shaft.

“Do you like the taste of me?” Willow asked
 

“Uh huh,” Courtney whimpered, still lapping. “It tastes
so
good.”

Following an overwhelming need to touch her, Courtney popped Brad’s dick out of her mouth, put it back into Willow, then went up to the front and started playing with her swinging tits while Brad resumed fucking Willow from behind.
 

Willow started whimpering, so hard that for the first time Courtney thought she might actually be in pain. Courtney kneaded her tits harder and said, “Do you like that?”
 

Willow spun her head, furrowed her brow, then said, “Shut your mouth while I’m getting fucked,” then twisted her body, planted a foot on Brad’s chest and flipped around so her back was flat against the mattress.
 

Courtney showed her compliance by zipping a finger across her lips, then attacked Willow’s tits as Brad continued to relentlessly pound her.

Willow screamed and moaned and bit her fingers; gasping for air as she curled her fingers tight into the sheets and begged Brad to, “Please, please,
please
FUCK ME HARDER!”
 

Brad did, for more than a minute until Courtney demanded her turn. She spun to Brad, glaring, and shoved him hard enough to pop his cock from Willow.
 

Courtney climbed onto Willow’s stomach and shoved her ass up into Brad. “My turn,” she growled. “Fuck me.”
 

She expected Willow to be mad, but apparently unrelenting orgasms had put her in the perfect mood. She cooed to Courtney, “Are you going to get more of his dick now? Are you going to get fucked?”
 

Courtney nodded, Brad split her middle, and she exhaled with a six-second moan, finishing with a squeal that rolled into a scream.
 

“You better thank him,” Willow teased from beneath her. “Thank him for fucking you. You’re here in
our
time together, Grayson. But we’re so glad to have you.”
 

“Thank you,” Courtney moaned. “Thank you so much.”
 

After another few seconds of pounding, Courtney crashed into the loudest, hardest, most intense orgasm of her life. She pressed her palms hard into Willow, screaming, so dizzy she could barely make a thought. Her
thank you’s
turned into stutters and a seemingly endless series of
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
until Brad finally pulled out, pushed Courtney down to the bed, and spoke for the first time.

“Finish me off,” he pointed to the longest, thickest and hardest dick Courtney had ever seen.
 

She swallowed it with no more than two seconds between order and compliance, jacking from the bottom while sucking sloppy at the top.
 

Willow was on all fours beside her, asking questions with obvious answers.
 

Are you gonna finish him off?
 

Are you gonna make him cum?
 

Are you gonna take his load in your mouth?

As Courtney finished, Willow swung a leg over Brad’s face so he could eat her like she was his only dinner, then reached over to give Courtney a hand.
 

Courtney pulled her mouth from Brad’s dick to give Willow room, then held him tight at the base, his throbber so thick she couldn’t quite wrap her fingers around it. With the other hand she fondled his balls.
 

Willow furiously jacked Brad at the tip, no friction but plenty of sloppy sounds from Courtney’s gallon of spit.
 

“There it is!” Willow shouted as Brad’s cock throbbed in their hands, then shot like a cannon. Everywhere.
 

Cum landed on Willow’s face, and Courtney’s, up in a thick trail along Brad’s stomach — from belly button to raised chin — and all over the mattress, and in both overheated women’s hot, hungry mouths as they gobbled at air to catch as much as they could.
 

Courtney lowered her lips to Brad’s stomach and started slurping the cum from his skin, then smiled at Willow and went to kiss her. Brad stared at them sharing his seed as Courtney opened her eyes.
 

There he was in real life, standing three feet from the bathtub, smiling.

Courtney flushed red.
 

Everything inside her swore she had just left something — or somewhere — that was more than imagination.
 

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CHAPTER 5 — Brad Hammer

Brad knocked on the bathroom door about 50 times before finally deciding to break in. He respected Courtney’s privacy, but saw no reason why she wouldn’t answer, and after seeing Thaddeus with a hole in his forehead, and not fully trusting Spatz, he saw no choice but to jimmy the door and let himself inside.
 

Courtney was soaking in the tub, fully in heat. She had one long leg draped over the side and the other planted flat against the wall. One hand was digging deep into her pussy, which might have been more soaking wet than the water around it, judging by how she was tugging on her nipples like they were made of elastic and moaning like she was deathbed bound.

Brad watched her for a few minutes, getting hotter by the second, resisting the urge to whip out his dick and start stroking. He wondered if she would get mad at him if he spattered her face while she stirred her honey — not that she seemed especially capable of paying attention to anything outside of what was happening inside her head.
 

It hit him, like an anvil on the head — Courtney was deep, like he was when visiting Willow.
 

Is she with Willow, too?
 

“Finish me off,” she grunted, in a voice that sounded like an exaggerated impression of him. She started moaning louder, her volume growing for a half minute or so until she grunted, then a few seconds after that started making slurping sounds between her pursed lips. Finally, she opened her eyes and stared up at Brad — her skin the color of a Valentine’s rose.
 

“Having fun?” Brad said.
 

She looked embarrassed, but held his eyes. He could read her gaze as her eyes drifted to his bulging dick, thrumming under his pants — she probably wasn’t sure whether he was rock hard from watching her, or whether he was sporting a fatty because he left Willow unrelieved. Clearly, she was hoping for the latter.
 

“I suppose,” she said. Then, “Can’t a girl have a little privacy?”
 

“Sure, but you were dead to the world in here. I was just checking on you since I tried getting your attention from the other side of the door for like a forever and a half. You weren’t answering. I had to make sure you were safe.”