Misc. Erotica Rockstar Harem

I woke in the middle of the night, feeling something heavy resting on my back. After a moment of disorientation, I remembered what had happened the evening before and wiggled back against Dillon’s lean frame.

Something thick and firm slipped between my butt cheeks, and I felt a thrill down in my pussy. Rocking my hips, I slid my soft butt up and down Dillon’s hardening cock, grinning as I felt him stiffen against me.

The boy shifted in his sleep, and I reached down quickly and slipped my fingers over the head of his cock and fit it into my waiting cleft. Sighing in pleasure, I slowly rocked my hips back and forth, accepting one delicious inch after another within me. Long minutes passed when my entire world revolved around the hardness, slowly driving deeper and deeper within me.

Just as my first small orgasm was about to hit, Dillon woke with a start and a loud moan. His strong hands gripped my hip, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he drove his cock the rest of the way into me. I grinned down into the pillow as the boy gave in to his lusts.

The bed shook as he shifted above me, digging into my sex and sending me over the edge. I gripped my pillow, biting on the down stuffing to keep from crying out in pleasure. I shouldn’t have worried though, for we’d already woken Nancy. When I glanced over, I saw the moon reflected in her open eyes, her teeth shining white and one arm down between her legs, teasing her own pussy as she watched Dillon pound me down into the bed.

There was no slow and gentle lovemaking. I must have woken the young man from a wild dream because he took my body hard, using it to slake his lusts. That sent me over the edge again into the realm of pure pleasure as my body quaked with another orgasm, this time far more powerful. Something about having this young rock god, using and taking pleasure from me, was a powerful turn-on. So powerful that it was a full minute before I came down from that monumental high, to find Nancy pressed against my side, legs spread and hips slapping mine as Dillon took the woman.

Rolling onto my side, I kissed her, cuddling up close as Dillon grunted in pleasure. Looking up, I grinned at the beautiful sight of his blue eyes, wide with desire as he stared at the MILFs making out. Slipping my hand in his hair, I drew his face to mine and felt and heard him moaning out and shuddering as he flooded Nancy’s womb with his cum.

We collapsed and held one another, sharing smiles of joy and soft touches as we slowly drifted off to sleep. I woke once more when Dillon climbed off the bed and headed to the restroom. Nancy woke too and groggily rolled into my arms; our kiss filled with more emotion than I’d imagined possible with another woman. Slow touches grew, and soon we were making out with wild passion in the dim morning light.

When Dillon walked back in, he found the two of us in a sixty-nine, as I lay on my back, tasting the tang of pussy for the first time. There was no hesitation or shyness in me, all I wanted was to please this beautiful woman I loved so much, and try to equal the pleasure she gave me. It was hard to concentrate on the task as her tongue worked its magic upon my most sensitive areas, but suddenly she was no longer eating me out, and the sounds of her kissing and licking Dillon’s cock could be heard.

Reaching around her thigh, I slid a finger in to rub on her g-spot, causing Nancy to give a jolt of pleasure. Then I ran the tip of my tongue around her clit in gentle little circles. From the fingers digging into my thigh and the woman’s shuddering legs, I knew she was nearing an orgasm. Feeling her pussy walls clenching my fingers and her thigh tightening on my head, a rush of pride and pleasure swept through me that only redoubled when I felt Dillon lifting my legs.

“Oh, god!” I moaned out at the same time Nancy was shuddering in the wake of her orgasm as Dillon slid his massive dick into me.

The sexy brunette slipped off me and onto the mattress, making way for Dillon to lift my legs up over his shoulders. Causing me to make guttural sounds of pleasure that I couldn’t even recognize as coming from my own mouth as he fucked me deeper than I’d ever been fucked before.

Looking up, I watched the gorgeous young genius fucking me with long powerful strokes as he gripped my legs and kissed the smooth skin. I clutched the mattress in two firm grips and smiled, feeling another orgasm building in me, as his girthy cock drove into me again and again. Nancy cupped my massive breasts, tweaking and sucking on the big pink nipples and drawing them to hard points, sending me over the edge.

My pussy tightened on Dillon’s cock, and the world began fading to white when an explosion of pleasure shot forth from him, warm cum flooding me and sending me to even greater heights. Feeling sore, tired, and happy as I could ever remember being, the three of us cuddled for a good hour in bed, giggling, kissing, and touching as we marveled at the extreme situation we found ourselves in.

“I need to get home and shower,” Nancy said, “and I still have to drop you off at home, mister.”

“I can do that,” I said, “it’s on the way to the office for me. If you don’t mind waiting for me to shower and get dressed?” I asked Dillon.

“Not at all,” he said, leaning back and clasping his hands behind his head, “I have chores to do, but they’ll keep for now.”

“Good,” Nancy said with a nod, “that gives me time to get my place ready for Morgan’s visit later. You’ll be ready at 1pm when we come to pick you up, right?”

“I’ll be ready,” Dillon promised.

Nancy dressed, and I walked her out, pausing in the doorway to share a lingering kiss and a shy smile before she slipped out of my house and ran to her Tesla. I watched her little ass wiggle in her short skirt and grinned inside to imagine what the neighbors might think if they noticed.

Humming to myself, I turned on the shower and got ready for it. Dillon lay in my bed, playing with his new phone. I felt new energy having a man in the house again after so long and hopped in the shower and cleaned off quickly, eager to join him for breakfast.

Wrapping a towel around my hair and pulling on my robe, I went out into the kitchen. Putting on a pot of coffee, I turned on the burners, pulled out some eggs, bacon, and an orange. A sound from down the hall pulled me from the kitchen, and I caught Dillon peeking in Heather's room. He blushed a fiery shade of red when I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sorry,” he said, “I wasn’t snooping or anything.”

“She’s very beautiful,” I said walking up to him and slipping my arms around his waist, “She has her father’s smile and her grandmother’s hair, but she was blessed with my body.”

“You can say that again,” he said with a grin. “I haven’t spoken to her since I asked her out as a freshman… it’s still pretty cringe-worthy when I look back on it.”

“I think it’s sweet,” I said, “Must have taken some courage to ask out a senior girl when you were a freshman.”

“Less courage and more blind panic,” he said with a chuckle, casting a lingering look in the bedroom he let me draw him into the kitchen.

“Tell me about it,” I said curiously.

“It’s not weird?” Dillon asked with a curious frown.

“Not at all,” I said, “maybe that’s weird… but I’m past caring at this point. I’m curious, I want to know more about you, everything.”

Dillon smiled that beautiful grin of his that melts me inside, as he pulled himself onto one of the stools at the kitchens bar. His brilliant blue eyes flashed in the morning sunlight, and I thanked heaven for this special time alone with him.

“I’d been obsessed with Heather for over a year, all the boys were in 8th grade. She used to come and train our cheerleaders… I can still remember the first time I saw her, skipping along with a pack of girls who trailed her like puppy dogs. Her hair in pigtails, pink lips smiling and green eyes so bright I thought I might die…” blushing, he looked over at me as I poured eggs into the hot pan. I smiled encouragingly at him and nodded for him to go on, finding it thrilling to hear about my girl from this different perspective.

“I’d only seen her a handful of times, but I… thought about her all the time.”

“You did more than think about her, didn’t you?” I asked, loving the laugh it brought from him.

“I was a teenage boy? What do you think?” He grinned as he went on, leaning on one elbow, his lean shirtless body causing a thrill of desire to worm its way into me, “When I got to high school she was suddenly there, every day, passing me in the halls and I guess I started to get obsessed. Writing notes that I never gave to her, or terrible poetry that I would burn in some emo ritual… God, it’s so embarrassing,” he laughed at himself but went on, and I was happy to see him shedding some of his self-consciousness around me as he opened up.

“One day, I was walking down the hall and turned a corner and literally ran into Heather. Her books fell, and I stopped to help her pick them up, her friends were waiting down the hall, and I don’t know what came over me, but I just asked her… Looking back, I don’t know if she was shocked or amused, but when she laughed… it cut straight through me. I just turned and ran down the hall.”

“That’s so terrible,” I said with a sad frown, “I know Heather wasn’t the nicest when she was young, but she wouldn’t have done anything to hurt you on purpose. I’m almost certain.”

“Almost,” Dillon said with a smile that had a touch of pain in it.

“She’s going to be here tomorrow,” I said, smiling hopefully, “She wanted to go over some social media and marketing ideas with you if you’re willing.”

“It’s going to be strange to see her again after so long,” he said. “That smells great, I’m starving.”

“Me too,” I said, grinning, “I don’t know what you like in your coffee, but I like cream.”

I threw him a wink, and Dillon chuckled again as he got out of the stool and poured us both a cup of coffee. He set mine down on the counter near me, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up at his proximity. For one charged moment, I stood there, a trembling deer in a predator’s crosshairs, and then Dillon stepped up to me, wrapping his arm around my middle and pulling me against him, my ass grinding into his crotch.​