Later that morning I woke up alone. After getting cleaned up, I set off to the kitchen to get something to eat. Carrie, Nadine and Ethan were just finishing up breakfast at the kitchen table. As I walked in the room, Carrie pronounced, "help yourself to what is left." Hmm, typically she would get up and get me a plate. Oh well, I guessed she was just tired from last night.

As I sat down to eat, I noticed the expressions on their faces. Carrie seemed very content and kept glancing at Ethan. Nadine looked back and forth from her mother to her boybuddie with a knowing look tinged with jealousy. Ethan sat there with a smug look like the dick of the walk. Not also far from the truth, I suppose.

Then Nadine broke the silence. "that Mom, did you love Ethan last night?"

I was a little shocked and I think I must inhaled sharply.

"Which," she asked, "did not you know?"

"He knew," Carrie scoffed, "he watched and he loved what he saw. Afterwards, he ate my vagina and told me he loved the taste of Ethan's come."

Almost choking on my toast, I started blushing over I ever had before and stared at Carrie.

"Oh I see, you like men, also? Was that the 1-st time you tasted a man's come?"

Not believing this conversation was taking place with my step-daughter, I simply nodded my head.

"So, you can get fortunate again, since he is so sex-addicted he'll fuck anyone he may get his dick in to."

Ethan then stood up from the table, wearing only his boxer shorts and my eyes locked on to the massive bulge.

"I am will have a swim," he pronounced as he walked out of the room.

Carrie watched him walk away and then received up also and pronounced, "and I've some shopping to do. You want to come along, Nadine?"

"Sure, sounds good. Let us go spend some money."

As well as that I was alone. I cleaned up eveybody's dishes and went to the rec room to watch some TV. Lying there, I started thinking about Ethan and Carrie fucking and before I knew it I had my clothes were on the floor and my erection in my hand.

I was jerking off with my eyes closed tight when I heard Trent's voice. I did not expect him to be home. "So, I hear you like the taste of come?" Tone of his voice was nearly jeering. "I overheard you all talking in the kitchen." He then undid his panties and they fell down, exposing his hairless crotch. "Why do not you try some of mine?"

I'd never seen Trent naked before and was quite surprised to see that he also had an impressive dick.

"Suck it now!"

I'd also never seen Trent so aggressive before and soon understood that I was no longer the "king of the castle". These people all now knew that I was submissive and were will exploit it. However, his young dick just looked so damn good that I was not about to say no.

Leaving my own dick alone I sat up and, licking my lips, leaned forward and started my 1-st blow-job. I couldn't believe how hot his cock felt on my tongue. Feeling of it hardening in my mouth made my own dick harden even more. His shaft was a little thinner than mine but, at full hardness, he was a full ten inches long, with a sensuous little upward curve to it. As he fucked my mouth, I grabbed his tight ass with hands same well as marveled at how smooth and taut his skin was. Letting one hand slip down, I gently rubbed his anus, like Carrie had done to me, before and to Ethan last night.

After several minutes he pronounced, "you are beautiful good at this. We'll must do it often." Then, taking hold of my hair, he leaned his head back and, letting out a low growl, his rod became even more swollen. It started spewing his sweet come into my mouth and down my throat. At 1-st I gagged from the sheer volume, yet by the 5-th or 6-th spurt I caught up and drank his semen eagerly. Taste was better than any treat I have ever had.

After licking his still-hard dick tidy, he simply pulled up his panties, turned and starting walking out of the room. "Later," he named over his shoulder and left me there on the sofa, alone, with my hard-on.

So, can as well take up where I left off. Leaning back, I closed my eyes and started stroking my throbbing member again.

As I was about ten strokes from an unbelievable explosion, I heard yet one more voice. This day it was Ethan.

"I hear you are giving blow-jobs in here. Let us see if you may handle this."

I turned to look and my heart skipped a beat. There was Ethan, stark-naked, that giant sausage in his hand and perfectly-toned body still dripping from his swim. Holy shit is he fucking striking! From now on, as he swaggered over to me, my heart raced.

I started to sit up, yet, as he reached me, he pushed me back down. He straddled me and slapped his spear against my chest and face. As I stared into his pretty blue eyes, I opened my mouth same wide as I might and he fed me his dick. I might barely breathe but, wanting to please this man, the man that fucked my beloved wife earlier that same day, I sucked for all I was worth, never getting over half of it in my mouth and down my throat.

After five minutes or so, he pulled out that surprising man-meat and told me to get off the sofa. He then sat back and told me to kneel before him and launch sucking again. I did as I was told, stroking his serpent with one hand while my other rubbed his over-sized balls. He started pushing down on the back of my head and with great effort I received about ten inches of it down. About ten minutes later, I withdrew his dick and began licking his balls and asshole while jerking him with both hands.

While he seemed to be really enjoying my techniques, he sat up and told me to lean forward with my face in the back of the sofa. Standing up, he went over to the cabinet except us and took out a bottle of something.

"Fortunately for you, I brought this in here yesterday. Believe me, you are will require it."

My eyes glimpsed enough of the label to tell me that he was holding some type of sex lube. It occurred to me then that I was about to be fucked by that monster-sized appendage of his. My 1-st reaction was fear. "I have never been fucked before," I pronounced weakly. That was not entirely true, yet, before it had only been one of Carrie's slim vibrators. Hardly a comparison.

"And then, you can want to grab a cushion so you may bite down on it," he pronounced mockingly.

I took his advice, just as his enormous head made contact. Pressure was unlike anything I had felt before. I vaguely remembered hearing once that pushing out made it easier to have anal sex. It can have made a difference, yet, it certainly did not make it easy. Eventually, he manage to work the head in. All of a sudden, I had more sympathy for ladies giving birth. This man was massive.

Thankfully, he was patient and took five minutes to work it in. Turning my head towards him I asked, "is it all of the way in?"

Laughing he pronounced, "no, five inches to go. Fuck, is your ass ever tight!"

I pronounced to myself, "for sure it is tight, you are same stout as a baseball bat!" Five more inches? I already felt that full...Fortunately, he stopped trying to get more in and just started pumping slowly. As the pain started to subside, the feeling was incredible. I knew that to him I was just one more fuck, yet to me this was a new role that I would must adjust to. I knew that, whenever, wherever, this young stud desired me, I would always submit.. Never again would I be the same.

He must fucked me for half an hour. I would kind of pass out, now and again, only to awaken to his pounding of my ass. He was in my all of the way now and I might feel his golf ball-sized testes hitting mine. I think he was proving a point. He was showing me that he owned me and that he would always take what he desired. Earlier this morning it was my wife, now it was me.

I might feel wetness on the end of my wang. Reaching down, I scooped some up and brought it to my mouth. I might tell, right away, that it was his seed. That meant that he had already come in me at least once and yet he was still fucking for all that he was worth. Which a fuck machine! No wonder Nadine had moved in with him that fast. She was addicted to his dick, same well as I'm now. So no doubt Carrie is, also.

Eventually, his pounding slowed and his gargantuan member received even larger. His come felt like it may send me thru the back of the sofa. Pulsating of his enjoy missile sent me to my own come. One like I've never felt. I sprayed my load all over the floor. After he had finished, I felt his cock begin to get smaller, if you may even call it that. He slipped out of my abused ass and stood up. Picking my tee-shirt up off the floor he wiped his still enormous dick off and then dropped the shirt except me.

As he was walking out of the room, he turned and pronounced, "get yourself and this mess cleaned up, I am having company over soon."

Hmm, what company? I would must think about that later. Right now, my main concern was whether or not I might walk. After wiping up myself and the floor, I found I might, yet just barely. I slowly made my way to my bedroom and drew a bath.

After a good long soak in the tub, I decided that I'd better have a sleep. Boy, it is a good thing it was Saturday. No way would I be going in to work this day.

To be continued...