He doesn’t seem to mind and continues the pounding.“It’s your fault for being a slut--- No one would believe you were ****d --- If you get knock...ed up --- you deserve it for sleeping around,” he says as he thrusts in and out of me. I can’t believe the things he is saying, I never took him for such a man. How could he be so cruel, and I never knew it. I sob helplessly, taking his thrusts and knowing that he is going to be the first of many to cum in me unprotected. I keep pushing back to meet his. Oh, yeah I forgot to mention the pool had a hot tub on the side too.The summer of my Junior year of college was business as usual. I was taking care of the pool and then usually my girlfriend Jane would come over and join me, take in some sun, have a dip, then we would have sex, either in the pool, hot tub or a chaise lounge. This went on for several weeks until one day I was enjoying a really nice blow job from Jane. I had my head back and eyes closed and as I came close to blowing my load I. He wanted to roar out with the feeling, it was so intense…but dare not break the spell of this wet dream come true. He thrust deeply, tapping at the bottom of her sheath, and pulled slowly out to slide in again as deeply impaled as before. He bit his lip to keep his groans of ecstasy from being heard, but his brain was having a meltdown as he watched her face flush. Her breasts that had been gently bouncing in the moonlight were now topped with tightly erect nipples, and he knew she was nearly. Neither one knew about each other. I didn’t think my mom would have a problem just because as I like to tell my friends. She is my little gang bang slut. But my sister is a different story. She is kinda slutty but nothing like my mom. It took about 2 months to talk my sister into a threesome. So I set it up when my wife was going to see her family. First my sister came over to the house. She asked me who the other woman was but I wouldn’t tell her. I gave her a drink and we sat on the sofa..