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Hollywood Babylon
🕑 Added 2025-05-22 14:00:04 +0000 UTCAnd because she truly couldn’t wait, Katy sped things along by reaching down and holding her shirt up out of the way so Harlan could focus entirely on touching her like he wanted to touch her. Like she wanted to be touched.
“I can play with you whenever I want, can’t I?” Harlan whispered in her ear, taking advantage of her invitation and dancing his hands over her groin where they both could so easily see. “You like the idea that any minute, I could be touching you…”
Katy sighed and bit her lip, wiggling her ass back into Harlan. She was tingling and that surprised her. Usually the shudders wore off by now. But not this time. Maybe it was the dirtiness of it all. It still felt like she was stealing Taylor’s man instead of sharing her own.
Or maybe it was just Harlan, big and tall and dark and experienced. Katy relaxed against him, opening herself up to be touched just the way he knew how to touch her.
Harlan felt the soft, silken folds of Katy’s pussy and sighed with the unnecessary, yet sorely welcomed reminder of how wonderful it would be to experience the juicy tightness inside her. He probed into her, feeling his breathing quicken as he heard her earthy moans.
Katy’s hands shook, sending ripples through the dishwater, and her head rolled back against his chest. His prick throbbed between her buttocks—she felt its shudders in the recesses of her anus and the chamber inside her womanhood where he’d been so many times before. But she wanted this more than any of the other times. She didn’t know when she’d stop wanting Harlan more and more.
“There’s one catch,” Katy said, her voice thick. “When you can fuck me… you gotta fuck me!”
“Is that so?” Harlan grinned. “You want me to?”
“Yes, oh yesss!” she sighed.
Harlan kept one finger petting that unbelievably soft flower that was his alone to appreciate, while the other went between their bodies and lowered his zipper. His cock thrust out, meeting Katy’s supple legs and nudging between them. Katy cooed to feel it rising up between her thighs.
“I guess you’re gonna fuck me with that, huh? All that big cock just barely fitting into my pussy… one of these days you’re gonna break my poor little vajayjay…”
Harlan barked a laugh. “When you’re broken in, the only person who can give you a real fuck will be me. I can live with that.”
“And when you knock me up, my tits will be even bigger,” Katy simpered happily. “You won’t be able to keep your hands off them.”
“I can’t keep them off you now.”
Katy bit her lip to keep from whimpering as Harlan finally tired of the minor, yet considerable pleasure of her testing squeezes trapping his cock between her thighs. He fisted his prick and held it to her opening, his other hand going to Katy’s ass to lift her up onto her tiptoes. All he had to do to penetrate her was to lean forward—then Katy was trapped between him and the counter, bending over it until her head was against a cupboard.
Harlan gave her a few short, quick thrusts—feeding her his fucking a little at a time. He heard the drone of the radio from the bathroom as Taylor did her morning routine and considered that she might wander into the kitchen with them at any time. She’d want to join in, which wasn’t unwelcome… he’d just have to get his fill of Katy before Taylor wanted to be included.
With his cockhead securely embedded in Katy, he wrapped his arms around her and held her up off the floor. Then filled her up with another lunge.
“Harlaaaaan!” Katy moaned.
“You think there’s any way I’m not going to do this whenever I can?” Harlan grunted.
He braced her against the counter and rutted into her with a vigor that made him a bit ashamed of himself. He had to remember to fuck Taylor this hard too. She’d get jealous if she saw him attacking Katy this way, while all he did with her was some nice, gentle strokes until she got off.
“Wow, you’re really letting her have it,” Taylor purred over Harlan’s shoulder. “Not saving anything for later, are you?”
“She is our guest,” Harlan told her, working hard to keep from going any faster or any slower. “Pretty soon she’ll be getting an Uber back home—have to drive all the way out there if we want to have fun. Not like here. Not like when she’s right here.”
Taylor kissed Harlan’s shoulder. “And if she moved in with us?” She met Katy’s eyes as she strutted around Harlan, hopping up on the counter beside where Katy was bent over. “Yeah. It’d save us so much money, having one house instead of two. I’d still be the lady of the house, of course. I’d fuck you whenever I wanted, even if Katy was begging for your cock.”
“I could see myself begging for it,” Katy moaned under the barrage of Harlan’s thrusting. “He’s so fucking hard, Tay, he really likes the idea…”
“The thing is,” Taylor continued, sliding her head close to Katy’s. “If Katy’s going to stay here, then that means she isn’t leaving. And if she isn’t leaving, then there’s no need to fuck her so hard. After all, you can just do that to her later. And right now, you can fuck me.”
Harlan smiled. He had to admit Taylor’s point. And her unconventional, but very persuasive way of reconciling with Katy being part of their lives.
He kissed the back of Katy’s neck. “She is the lady of the house,” he whispered to her.
Taylor overheard and beamed.
Harlan left Katy sprawled over the counter, exhausted by his pounding but still wanting more. Wanting to spend hours under him, taking his love, coming until she begged him to stop instead of begging him for more. But that wasn’t in the cards today. Taylor had accepted Katy into their relationship—and ironically, that meant that she’d earned an approval Harlan had to give her. And since he couldn’t give it to her at the same time he gave it to Katy…
Harlan grabbed the elastic band of Taylor’s slacks and peeled them down her long, taut legs. Katy smiled wearily at the sight. She might be missing out on any more of Harlan’s orgasms, but at least she’d get to watch Taylor enjoy them.
The slacks came down Taylor’s legs, fully baring her svelte ass and wet pussy. “Show me that I turn you on as much as Katy,” Taylor gasped, her voice a mixture of shock and pleasure even now—it was stunning to her that Harlan could want them both so much. She knew she was about to be fucked out of her mind, just like Katy had gotten. “Make me come like I’m a total slut… just like her.”
Harlan tugged her slacks all the way off, taking off her bunny slippers to do it. He stared at her little blonde pussy, twitching wetly, pink lips flared and electric even before his cock was inside them.
“I should fuck you in the ass, Tay. A bad girl like you. Getting off on your man fucking another woman.”
Taylor let out a throaty laugh. “Never mind. I don’t think I get off on being called a whore like Katy does. If you want me to come, you’re just gonna have to fuck me.”
Even as she spoke, Harlan was pressing forward between her legs. Taylor quivered with willingness as his stiff cock came towards her, twitching so hard she felt it on the inside of her thighs. She lifted her feet to the edge of the counter and spread her knees, making her pussy gape open, a doorway for Harlan to go through right to the core of her.
“I must be honest,” Harlan said. “Even when I was with Katy, I was wanting this. And right now, I want her. You’re both just going to have to take it. Take my cock real deep so I can shoot straight into your wombs… oh fuck yeah, the only way I can date both of you is if I know you’re both walking around with my cum keeping you nice and warm on the inside.”
Taylor could barely hear him. His dirty talk wasn’t necessary—the feel of his cock was enough to drive her crazy. Even after last night, even after all the nights she and Katy had ended up sharing (being shared), she still got hornier and hornier, thinking of Harlan, knowing only his loving cock could soothe her.
“Yeah, fuck me, baby, give it to me! I want you to pound me so hard that all I can think about is being yours!” She looked at Katy, letting out a little moan as the sight of the nakedly voluptuous woman turned her on even more. “Fuck me hard enough that all Katy can think about is when it’ll be her turn…”
Harlan’s hands grasped her quivering hips. He made sure she was at least still enough to take it as his cock speared in and out of her, entering her with furious thrusts.
“You’re on fire, you know that? How’s that feel, Taylor? Ready for me to come inside you? Tell me, baby. Tell me how bad you want to be stuffed full of my jizz.”
With every word he rammed harder and faster, making her whole body shake with his need for her. Taylor’s mouth fell open with the realization that Katy was right—this was the best kind of sex. To be fucked like some kind of cock-crazed animal instead of a fragile porcelain princess. She’d had no idea she could even take feeling this way. And now she screamed in pleasure, lurching up for more.
“Yessssshh! Oh yes, please come inside me, please make me full, fuck me good and—oh! Ohh! Lover, you’re making me do it, I can’t fucking stooopp!”
She screamed, bucking as if attempting to get free of the overwhelming pleasure Harlan was making her endure. It took all his strength to pin her shoulders to the cupboard behind her and make sure she took more of his rutting. His meaty endowment entered her firmly, in and out, in and out, faster than she’d ever taken it before. Her ecstatic cries continued, arms looping around Harlan’s neck in a vague attempt to make sure he’d still be there fucking her no matter what.
Katy stepped in behind Harlan, pressing herself to his back, feeling some of the frenzy he was giving Taylor. She helped hold Taylor’s limp hands to Harlan’s trapezius—leaning in to kiss Taylor’s hands and suck on her fingers. It was fun to watch, but it was even more fun to make herself included… make Taylor have to think that soon her frenemy would be feeling all the wonderful things that Harlan was making her feel.
She kissed Harlan’s ear too. “Fuck her, baby, fuck that beautiful hole, it’s yours, Harlan, you get to put all your cum inside that wet cunt, and if Taytay doesn’t thank you for it, I will.”
“Fuck-fu-uuuunnhh! Aaahhhhh!” Taylor shrieked, eyes glazing over, taking both Harlan and Katy’s hot stares as she came.
Her body soared up, her sex clasping Harlan’s cock. An implosion of pleasure that took up all of her. It ripped through her again and again, surging out of her stuffed cunt and leaving nothing within her that Harlan hadn’t touched.
Katy couldn’t help but get off on it. Pushing her bare pussy into Harlan’s ass, she looked over his shoulder and pretended it was her cock impaling Taylor, using all of her cunt, making her come far harder than a good girl should. “Yes! Come all over his dick, you hot bitch! Harder, Tay, suck off that dick inside you until he creams you just the way you like! Vacuum that cum up, dirty slut! Yes! Yes! Take his cum so I can lick it right out of you!”
