Group Sex The Tales of Andrea & Dean

The feeling of guilt caused Andrea's cheeks to flush, and she frowned as she watched Natalie reluctantly dance for Dean. She wondered how far he would take things, which sent a tingle from her abdomen up her belly and over her chest. As she watched Nat squeeze her breasts through her top, Andrea felt a voyeuristic thrill. Despite her guilt, she was becoming aroused.

"Take your top off," said Dean in a low growl.

Andrea could see that he had brought his hands to his lap and was slowly rubbing a bulge in his shorts. Nat blinked at him, but did as she was asked, and pulled up the hem of her top. Still swaying to the music, Nat exposed her tummy, then her large breasts, bulging out of her white bra, then pulled the top up over her head, holding her hands in the air for a moment before dropping it on the floor. Dean hummed his approval and Nat ran her hands sensuously over her bust, seeming to take encouragement from his approval.

"Now turn around and face the window. Bend over and pull your skirt up for me. I want you to strip your panties off for me, slowly," he continued.

Natalie didn't even hesitate this time, stepping in a tiny circle and turning around. She bent at the waist, looking over her shoulder, and flipped up the pleated skirt. She was wearing plain white cotton panties, bunched a little between her buttocks. Her full ass swayed as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and began peeling the panties down over her round rump.

"Mmmm, yeah baby, that's nice..." moaned Dean.

He unfastened his shorts and unzipped the fly, fishing out his cock. It was large and swayed heavily, even though it was only semi-erect. Nat paused, her panties halfway down her ass, and her eyes widened.

"You like my cock, don't you Nat?" Dean said, wiggling his dick back and forth.

Nat didn't reply, but slowly nodded. Dean began stroking it methodically and Natalie continued her strip tease, finally pulling her panties out of her ass and down her thighs. Andrea could see her tight asshole and plump pussy lips between her legs. Unable to stop herself, she slid her hand down her thigh, her fingertips ticking the inside just below her shorts.

Natalie let her panties fall to the floor and wiggled her ass for Dean, still watching him stroke his growing dick. Nat began squeezing and kneading her ass cheeks for a minute as Dean watched her intently.

"Good girl... now show them," he said, pointing outside.

Natalie stood straight again and turned around, performing the same waist-bend she had before, but this time with her ass facing out into the night. She lifted her skirt again, then ran her hands up to her breasts, cupping them in her bra and pushing them together.

"Imagine all those neighbours watching your sexy ass sway in my window, Nat. I bet it's getting you hot."

Dean grinned as he stroked himself, and Nat watched him avidly.

"Now, get those beautiful breasts out for me," he continued.

Straightening up, Natalie reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. Her tits bulged crazily from her bra cups for a moment, then relaxed as the clasp came loose. She timidly lifted her hands to her shoulders, pushing the straps off, then slowly revealing her boobs to Dean, letting her bra dangle from her fingertips before dropping it to the floor. Her tits were as magnificent as when Andrea first saw them. Large, and round, and firm, with pale pink areolas and rock hard, pea-size nipples.

"Oh my god... Nat, you truly have the best tits I've ever seen," moaned Dean as he admired her.

Andrea saw Dean squirm and his fist tighten around his thick girth as he beheld Natalie's bare breasts. Her heart was thudding in her ears, and she felt a wave of pleasure spread from her pussy through her body. She looked down to see that, without her awareness, she had begun to rub her slit through her shorts with her middle finger. She bit her lip so she wouldn't moan.

"Bounce those titties for me, baby," commanded Dean.

Natalie put her hands behind her back, pushing her chest out. She started taking small jumps, causing her boobs to jiggle and bounce on her chest. All eyes (including Nat's) feasted on the glorious spectacle, hypnotised by the dancing flesh. Nat swayed her torso from side to side, swinging her tits, then bouncing them together with her hands, then squeezing them to create the sexy cleavage she loved to show off. She pinched her nipples and tugged on them.

Andrea noticed Nat's chest and cheeks becoming red as she jumped again, her short skirt moving up to give little peeks of her bare pussy lips. Nat danced, swayed, wiggled, and writhed, getting more and more into her performance. Dean's hand stroked himself faster.

"Turn around, Nat. Take your skirt off and dance in the window for everyone to see."

Wordlessly, Nat obeyed, pressing her breasts against the glass doors and sticking her ass out. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it over her hips and ass, letting it tumble to the floor. She squeezed her breasts for her invisible audience as she wiggled her ass for Dean. Andrea could feel her own wetness on her finger, having soaked through her panties and cotton shorts. Her face burned and her ass tingled.

Nat turned back around and danced for Dean, lost in her performance, touching her body and watching Dean through heavy-lidded eyes. She stepped closer to him, then closer still, until she was next to the bed, almost within arm's reach of him.

"What do you want me to do now, Dean?" she asked innocently as she pinched her nipples and batter her eyelashes.

"I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock," he said in a soft, low voice.

These words snapped Andrea from her voyeuristic revery. Her guilt came flooding back as she realised this was her fault. Dean was going to make Nat cheat on her husband because of her. Nat was looking down at Dean's massive, rock hard cock. Time stood still. For a moment, Andrea wondered if what she felt was really guilt, or jealousy.

Suddenly, Andrea burst into the room and shouted, "No!"

Both Nat and Dean's heads snapped in her direction, their mouths open in shock. Nat cried out and covered herself with her hands. Dean, on the other hand, made no attempt to cover his manhood.

"Nat, don't do it! This is my fault... Dean, don't make her do this," pleaded Andrea, standing in the middle of the room, panting.

Dean looked at Nat and said, "You told her."

Then he looked back at Andrea.

"How nice of you to join us, neighbour. The more the merrier."

There was an awkward pause. Finally, Natalie spoke.

"I told you not to interfere!" she barked.

"I'm sorry honey, but I can't just sit by. I felt terrible, and had to come over to see what was happening, and when I saw you..." Andrea trailed off.

"How noble," Dean laughed.

"She's married, Dean. Don't make her do this. It could ruin her marriage," Andrea said to him pleadingly.

Dean rubbed his chin, his cock still sticking out of his unbuttoned shorts.

"Ok. I'll let her be. But only if you take her place," he finished, pointing at Andrea.

"What? That's not... I didn't mean..." she stammered.

Natalie remained quiet, her breasts bulging under her arm.

"You seem to be good enough friends with Natalie to rescue her from my dirty clutches, I'm curious to see how far you'll go for your lady lover. You fuck me, or I tell Nat's husband everything," Dean said confidently, looking challengingly into Andrea's eyes.

"Yes, ok. I'll do anything you want," Andrea agreed, more quickly and eagerly than she'd intended.

Her pussy was suddenly on fire, and her eyes wandered to Dean's cock.

"Well, I guess you've been watching us for a while, so you know what to do. Strip in the window. But do it quickly, my cock's hard and needs to be sucked soon."

Natalie started to move away from Dean, but he grabbed her wrist.

"Ah-ah-aaaah, you're staying right here next to me. Get on the bed and watch your friend be a slut for us," he said.

Nat climbed up on the bed next to him, her legs half curled under her, leaning on one hand, the other still covering her breasts. Andrea immediately took her place in his window and began dancing erotically. She rubbed her pussy again and pinched her nipple through her shirt. She reached down and pulled off her tank top in one swift motion as Dean's hand wrapped around his shaft and began pumping it again. She stuck her perfect ass in the window and stripped her shorts down her lean legs, stepping out of them gingerly. She did the same with her light blue thong, this time facing her ass toward Dean and Nat on the bed. She was about to drop her panties to the floor when Dean spoke up.

"No, wait. Give them to me."

She obeyed, handing the lacy panties to Dean. He felt them and sniffed them deeply, smiling.

"They're soaked. You dirty girl. You were getting off watching Natalie strip for me."

He held them out to her.

"Put them in your mouth."

Andrea gasped, and was about to say something, but the look in Dean's eye told her that she shouldn't protest. She took her panties, balled them gingerly in her hand, and pushed the wet fabric into her open mouth. She smelled and tasted the strong aroma of her womanly musk. She closed her eyes and shivered involuntarily.

"Now touch yourself. Pleasure yourself for us," was Dean's next command.

She put her leg up on the bed, her foot between Dean's thighs. She looked down her thin, fit body, running her hands over her perky tits, her flat stomach, her bare mound. When she touched her slit, she twitched and moaned. Her finger came away wet. She spread her pussy lips for him, exposing herself. She was soaked, her clit erect. She touched it with her other hand and emitted a muffled cry through her panties.

"You're such a naughty slut, Andrea. You're so horny for us. Look how wet she is, Nat. Finger your pussy."

Andrea immediately slipped her middle finger into her wet cunt and moaned loudly. She looked at Nat, who instead of covering her breasts, was now pinching her nipple. Her other hand was sandwiched between her thighs. Nat's eyes, like Andrea's, were filled with lust. Nat looked from Dean's turgid cock, to Andrea's wet pussy, her eyes wide, hungrily soaking in the images. The hand pinching her nipple dropped, and crept across her lap to Dean's thigh.

Dean leaned forward and pulled his t-shirt off swiftly, lifting his arms above his head. As he did this, Nat's hand darted to his cock, her fingers wrapping around his girth. Dean chuckled as he tossed his shirt aside.

"Oh my god that's a big cock," mused Natalie as she stroked her hand along its length. "Is it ok if I stroke it?"

Andrea spat her panties from her mouth and said, "No Nat! Your husband..."

"It's not like I'm fucking her. I think it's ok if she has a little fun with it. I bet it's bigger than Mike's, isn't it Nat?" Dean said.

"Yeah... much bigger," sighed Nat, cupping her warm palm over his fat dick head.

"And I didn't tell you you could take those panties out of your mouth, young lady. But I suppose it's time you put something else in there," growled Dean.

Andrea did not need to be told what to do. She crawled on the bed and knelt between Dean's legs, taking hold of the sides of his shorts and yanking them down roughly. Dean kicked them off with Andrea's help, then settled back on the pillows against his headboard. Andrea suck her ass in the air and lowered her head to his lap. Her mouth watered as Natalie guided Dean's stiff cock to her lips.

Andrea slid her lips over Dean's cock head and began sucking it hard, her cheeks pulling inward. Nat continued to stroke his cock slowly and firmly. Andrea began bobbing her head in time with Nat's stroking, and Dean moaned as his hips moved with the rhythm. Andrea watched Dean and Nat as she sucked his knob, aroused by their expressions as they spectated her blowjob.

"Does his cock taste good, Andrea?" asked Natalie.

Dean now had his arm around her shoulders, and she had moved closer to him, pressing her tits against his side. Andrea didn't take her mouth off Dean's cock, but moaned an affirmative response. She moved her hand back to her sopping pussy and resumed finger fucking herself as she sucked him off, taking more of his length into her eager mouth. Dean moaned too, and held Andrea's ponytail as he forced his cock deeper down her throat. She accepted him as best she could, gagging a little, but keeping her composure. She was taking him so deep that Natalie had moved her hand away from his shaft, and now stroked his abs and chest. She rested her head on his shoulder as Andrea deep-throated him.

"Oh wow...she's taking you so deep. Does it feel good?" Natalie asked Dean as she stroked his chest.

"Fuck yeah, Nat. Andrea's a good little cocksucker," he moaned as he pushed his hips up and thrust his cock into Andrea's drooling mouth.

"Can I help a bit?" said Nat.

"Of course, honey," he replied.

Nat put hear hand around Andrea's ponytail and tugged it back, then pushed her head down forcefully on Dean's cock. She repeated this motion several times as wet slurping sounds came from Andrea's mouth. Andrea felt her give a strong push and she gobbled Dean's cock to the base, but this time Nat held her there as she fought off her gag reflex. Her eyes watered and her throat convulsed around Dean's thick shaft. She began to run out of air, and her nails gripped Dean's thigh, when finally Nat yanked her hair back. Dean's cock slipped out with strings of spit still attached to Andrea's lips. She wiped her mouth and smiled up at the pair on the bed.

"Mmmmmm... very good, Andrea," commented Dean.

Natalie giggled and stroked Andrea's cheek. Andrea's fingers, still penetrating her cunt, were nearly dripping with her juices, and her clit throbbed. Sucking Dean's cock had made her even more aroused.

"Alright Andrea. You know I've been waiting for this for a long time now. I want you to fuck me. I want you to put my dick deep in that tight pussy and ride me. Nat, hold my dick up so she can sit on it."

Nat eagerly gripped his shaft again and stroked Andrea's abundant spit along its length. Andrea crawled up Dean's body, kissing his stomach and chest, then his lips, their tongues intertwining. After kissing Dean, Andrea turned her head to the side and began kissing Natalie. As she sucked Nat's tongue, she could feel Nat pushing Dean's dick head against her stomach. She moaned into Nat's mouth, then broke away and sat up, now straddling Dean's legs, watching Natalie stroke his stiff cock.

"Natalie, suck on Andrea's fingers. They're coated in her pussy juice," ordered Dean.

Andrea held out her glistening middle and ring fingers to Natalie, who eagerly put them into her mouth. Andrea moaned again as Nat sucked her juices, shifting her hips forward until she pressed her wet pussy against the base of Dean's shaft. She slid her pussy lips up and down the underside of Dean's cock as Natalie massaged his dick head. Dean moaned.

"Fuck it, Andrea. Fuck my cock now," he groaned.

She slipped her fingers from Nat's mouth and trailed them over her tits, squeezing the bulging orbs before bringing herself to a squatting position over Dean's hard member. Her pussy lips parted as she spread her knees wide and rested her hands on Dean's thighs, preparing to descend. She sighed as she felt the tip of his cock bump her clit, and she watched Nat adjust the position of Dean's cock, holding it firmly at the base. His cock head slipped against her wet hole, and she felt her labia tingle with anticipation.

She lowered herself slowly onto Dean's massive erection, feeling resistance at first, and wincing as the pressure built. She cried out loudly when his dick head finally popped into her cunt. She sat down slowly as she felt his hips rise. She winced as his enormous cock stretched her pussy, sliding deeper inside her.

"Ooooooh fuck.... oh god, that's a big dick," she whimpered as she watched it inch its way into her soaked fuck hole.

"It's bigger than Jay's isn't it?" chuckled Dean.

She looked up at him, and saw his face straining a bit too.

"God yes, it's much bigger than Jay's cock. Mmmmm, yeah..." she moaned, pausing to let her pussy adjust to his size.

"Fuck Andrea, Jay's right... you have the tightest pussy," grunted Dean, as he clenched his teeth.

Andrea smiled, pleased with herself. Nat squeezed Dean's shaft again and Andrea felt it swell inside her, causing her to emit a high-pitched sigh. She began to fuck his cock, just the top few inches at first, the bed bouncing with her rhythm. Natalie watched with wide eyes as Andrea took Dean's dick, stroking his shaft a few times, then shifted her position so she was more on her back. She released Dean's cock and stroked her hand up her thigh, spreading her legs apart. She exposed herself to Andrea and began stroking her bare, puffy cunt lips. Andrea noticed that she was also soaked, her juices glistening on her thighs.

"Oh wow..." moaned Natalie, "that looks so hot."

Dean pushed his cock up further into Andrea's pussy and she squealed. Her fingernails dug into his thighs as she took him deeper, and her tits jiggled erotically.

"Mmmmmm yeah, her tight little pussy feels so good on my cock. Look at her take it... I think she's been craving this moment as much as I have."

Dean watched her ride his dick for a few minutes, then turned to kiss Natalie, who was fingering her pussy enthusiastically. He kissed her mouth and down her neck, and she responded by pushing her huge breasts out toward him eagerly. He began feasting on her tits, kissing, licking, and sucking them with aplomb, nibbling her nipples and swirling his tongue around her areolas. She moaned softly at first, then louder as wet sounds emanated from her pussy as she masturbated.

Andrea watched Dean reach across and stroke Natalie's inner thigh. She emitted a high pitched sigh and suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand against her cunt. He pushed two fingers inside her and began sliding them in and out.

"Put another one in," she moaned, her hand now in Dean's hair, encouraging him to suck her titties.

Dean pushed another finger inside her, and thrust them into her vigorously as she twitched and moaned. Andrea felt a rush of excitement watching Natalie get off, and rode Dean harder and faster, matching the volume and intensity of Natalie's cries of pleasure.

"Ooooooooh yes, Dean! Fuck it hard! Fuck my tight little pussy!" she begged, listening to the slap-slap-slap of his hips against her ass as he drove his cock up hard into her.

Her tits jiggled violently as he pounded her, and she squealed in ecstasy, feeling him fill her pussy completely with his manhood.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck, I'm cumming!" she screamed, unable to hold back the wave of pleasure that overcame her.

"Yeah, cum all over his cock!" cried Natalie.

Dean raised his head from her bosom and watched Andrea's body stiffen, then shake. She felt her pussy convulse, squeezing his cock powerfully as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her. Her mouth hung open and her eyes rolled as she came on his dick, her cum dripping down his shaft and soaking his balls.

"Oh my god, I'm going to cum soon," moaned Natalie as she watched Andrea's orgasm overcome her.

"Wait, not yet. Andrea, lie down on the bed," Dean said, holding her hips and lifting him off his dick.

Her legs shook, and she was thankful that Dean controlled her, as she felt she had no control over herself. She fell back onto the bed, her body alternatively numb and tingly. She panted heavily. Dean then guided Natalie to her knees, straddling Andrea's exhausted body. Finally, Dean knelt next to Andrea. She lifted her hand absently to fondle his balls.

"We're going to cum all over her, Nat. You think you can squirt like you did last time?" he said.

"I... I'll try," breathed Natalie, looking down at Andrea's sexy body.

Natalie began to finger her pussy aggressively as Dean pumped his cock over Andrea. She watched in dazed fascination and pleasure as they moaned and groaned.

"Yes... cum all over me. I want it," she muttered, touching her sensitive breasts.

Natalie was the first to announce her impending orgasm.

"Aaah... aaah.... ah.... cumming..." she screamed as she pushed her hips up and out, her palm slapping against her clit.

Her massive tits jiggled and bounced on her chest like they had a life of their own.

"Ooooh yeah... me too, baby..." groaned Dean, his hand a blur on his thick shaft.

Natalie erupted first, spraying her clear squirt up Andrea's prone body, covering her from her stomach to her hair. Andrea tossed her head back and forth as gush after gush sprayed her body with warm cum. In the next instant, she felt Dean's balls tighten in her palm, and he cried out as he unleashed a thick rope of hot, white cum across her face and into her open mouth. He shot another strong ejaculation onto her face, then aimed lower for his next few spurts, blasting his load across her tits as she arched her back to accept the cum bath. She relished the feeling of their warm cum dripping over her stomach, her breasts, her lips, her face. She licked her lips, tasting Dean's thick salty jizz, and Natalie's watery, musky squirt juice.

Her hand slid to Dean's shaft and she pulled it to her mouth, cleaning him as he panted, leaning over her cum-soaked body. Natalie was rubbing her hands through the mess, spreading it over Andrea's stomach and breasts, occasionally dipping her sticky fingers into Andrea's stretched pussy, her chest rosy and heaving.

"That was fucking incredible," Dean moaned as Andrea sucked the last of his cum from the tip of his dick.

"Wow...." was all Natalie could say as she caressed her breasts and looked between Andrea and Dean.

Andrea blinked cum from her eyes and smiled at the pair.

"So... promise you won't tell," she said innocently, and giggled.

Dean laughed, and to Andrea's amazement, so did Natalie.

"What? What's so funny?" she asked, incredulous.

"We might as well tell her," giggled Natalie, falling back against the pillows and sucking cum from her fingers.

Dean grinned.

"Sure, why not? Andrea, we set this up. That day in the office. I told Nat to tell you that I was going to blackmail her. I knew you'd try to spy on us."

Andrea blinked.

"What? You mean, Natalie agreed to this?"

Natalie spoke, "Yeah. I mean, I didn't think it would go this far, but it seemed like a good way to get back at you for rubbing it in our faces that you'd fucked Jay. I was just going to do a little strip tease for Dean. He was so right when he said you'd try to stop anything from happening."

"And I pretended I was going to tell Nat's husband about everything so that you would agree to let me fuck you," chuckled Dean. "Nat was just going to watch, at first, but I'm glad she chose to participate," he added.

Natalie beamed at him and bit the tip of her finger. Andrea was stunned, but a part of her appreciated their cunning and guile. Dean had played the game, and won. She smiled.

"Congratulations you two," she said. "Well played."

"Now I think it's time for you to head back home, little miss voyeur," said Dean, gesturing out the window toward Andrea's house.

"What... you mean... really?" she said, surprised that he'd ask her to leave after she had fucked him.

"Yes. We've had our fun with you. We might like a little privacy now."

Andrea looked at Natalie, but she made no protest. Nat had a smug grin on her face as she gently tugged her hard nipples. Aghast, Andrea slowly got to her feet, and reached down to pick up her clothes.

"No no. You're going back just the way you are. Naked and covered in cum," said Dean, getting up off the bed and standing near her, his softening cock swaying.

"Wait," said Nat.

While Andrea and Dean talked, Natalie had retrieved her phone from her handbag and was taking a full-length photo of Andrea as she stood in Dean's room, dripping with warm cum. Andrea opened her mouth to protest, but Dean patted her bottom, ushering her out of the room.

"I'll see you soon, sweetie," he said finally, and closed the bedroom door behind her.

Andrea stood stunned for a moment, but decided there was nothing she could do, so she made her way downstairs. As she opened the back patio door, she felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of her neighbours seeing her walk across the lawn, naked and sticky with cum after fucking Dean. She walked casually, making no effort to hide. When she reached her house she turned around to see Dean and Nat in his bedroom window. They waved to her, then a moment later the lights went out. Andrea was disappointed that she couldn't watch what might happen next.

She went to the shower and got cleaned up, then lay on her bed, naked. She masturbated to the memory of Dean's huge cock stretching her pussy, and felt sleep quickly falling on her after a satisfying orgasm.

In her mind she knew that after tonight, nothing would be the same.
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