James Landis Story Chapter 50

James Landis Story Chapter 50




Isabelle made her way to the kitchen to get a chilled bottle of water. Her 'alone time' had been lovely but she needed a drink before she went to bed and liked to have a bottle of water on her night table. She heard a noise down the hall and stopped. It didn't sound like Zoe. She walked to the guest room door and listened. She heard a painful hiss and opened the door stepping inside.

"ED?" she yelled.

He was standing in the middle of the floor wobbling a little with a death grip on his cane. He looked at her a little desperately.

"I need to use the washroom but it hurts too much to walk. Now I'm stuck." James gritted out between his teeth.

"Where's Zoe?" Isabelle asked as she put her shoulder under his left arm and took his weight off his leg. She heard him sigh with relief.

"She's upstairs with Angie." James said as Isabelle slowly helped him over to the bathroom.

She got him positioned in front of the toilet and lifted the lid and seat for him. He still had his arm around her so she couldn't move away.

"Uh, could you... maybe just stand there while I do this so I don't fall down?" James asked, embarrassed. "You can close your eyes."

Not trusting her voice she nodded and closed her eyes. She felt him struggling to push his boxers down so she pulled the elastic down on her side. Her eyes opened automatically and she saw his heavy cock swing free. She froze as she watched James take his thick member in his hand and point it at the bowl. A stream of urine was soon rushing into the bowl and Isabelle watched in fascination. She'd never seen a man pee before. She grabbed a wad of toilet paper in preparation as the roll was on her side.

When he was finished squeezing out the last drops she handed him the paper and watched him dry himself off. She flushed and they moved to the sink to wash their hands. She helped him back to the bed and tried to ease him down on it but his leg gave and they both fell back onto the mattress. She banged her head on James's chin hard.

They lay there for a bit just moaning.

Ouch James said as he gingerly touched his chin.

Geez Jams are you made of stone? Isabelle, flinch as she touched the sore spot on her head!

"Not entirely," he managed to say and she snorted in amusement.

She slid off the bed onto her feet and helped lift his legs under the covers. That placed her face right above his groin and she looked down at the bulge in his boxers. She froze. It was right there.

"Ed? I need to see it."

What? he asked nervously as he watched her leaning over his body.

Your cock, I need to see it, up close.

"Uh, I don't think that's a good idea AHHHH!" he yelped as her hands were suddenly sliding over his boxers.

She pulled them down just enough to free the beast. Her eyes widened as she admired his thickening length. Her mind went back to the day she'd tried to take him inside her. That memory was stuck in her mind the intense fullness, the paralysis of her fear, the pleasure and pain mixing and confusing her brain. She'd only managed to get just the tip of his cock inside her and all she could recall was the intensity. She had to try again!

She leaned over to open the night table drawer and pulled out the lube she'd left there when she was dating her last boyfriend Jeffery.

"Isabelle, what are you doing?" James said trying to reach down to pull up his boxers.

She pushed him back down and squeezed the lube onto his cock.

"FUCK, THAT IS COLD!" he yelled.

Isabelle dropped the tube on the bed and grabbed his cock in both hands, lifting it vertical and rubbing the lube over his skin.

James pushed his head back into the pillows as Isabelle's stroking felt very good.

She saw he was getting really hard so she stood up on the mattress, pulled off her panties, and pulled her nigh tie up and over her head. She stood over him naked and rubbed her lube covered hand over her wet pussy. Fuck that fells good! She sank down to her knees straddling his body and rubbed her pussy up and down his length. Geez us! She was so fucking wet! She wanted James so much but she was also terrified of what she was about to attempt to do. She savagely pushed that fear aside and lifted James's cock up to meet her pussy.

"Isabelle, would you just wait-"

NO! She pushed back hard and James's well lubed cock forced its way inside her pussy four inches before she locked up once more. The intensity she'd experienced before was paled to the sensations ripping through her mind this time. FUCK! She felt so incredibly full! FUCK! His hot cock felt like it was on fire! FUCK! Little barbs of pain from being stretched so wide blended with a delicious tingle! FUCK! The roaring in her ears was back and it was sweeping her mind away. It was too much!

She screamed.

Angie was getting frustrated as she waited for the sound of Zoe sleeping.

Zoe was feeling the same frustration as she waited for Angie to fall asleep.

When they heard the scream they were both on their feet running for the door before they realized why.

"Was that Isabelle?" Zoe asked as they rushed down the stairs.

"I think so!" Angie replied.

They pushed open the door to the guest room and stopped just inside.

Isabelle was straddling James's body but was slumped forward over him, unconscious. James was struggling under her to lift her up and off of his cock but her head was already touching the headboard. His leg prevented him from moving them down the mattress.

"Help me!" James called out.

This broke their paralysis. Angie and Zoe moved forward and lifted Isabelle's limp body from his. When they pulled her off of his cock Angie looked for signs of bleeding but there was no blood present on James's cock nor was any dripping from her daughter. That was a good sign.

"Let's put Isabelle to bed," her mother said.

Angie and Zoe carried Isabelle upstairs and they placed the young woman on her bed. Angie pulled the sheet up over her body and kissed her forehead. Looking down at the girl she shook her head. She had to realize by now James was too big for her. She turned to say as much to Zoe but saw she was alone. That SNEAK!

Zoe walked over to the side of James's bed and looked at his slick and throbbing cock. A tremor went through her body. She looked into his eyes and the hunger in them sent a thrill through her. He gestured for her to get onto the other side of the bed so she walked around the bottom.

Angie burst into the room, slightly out of breath from her run. She opened her mouth to tell Zoe to come back upstairs so James could rest.

"Come here, please."

Angie found herself moving to the side of the bed. His eyes were on hers and he gestured for her to move closer. She wanted to tell him to rest, and let your-self heal but instead she leaned over him and his fingers slid into her silky hair. She trembled then his lips were on hers and nothing else existed in the world. His mouth was soft but demanding and she whimpered with need as his tongue gently touched and caressed hers. She sucked on the tip of his tongue then gasped as his hand moved to cup and squeeze her heavy tit, tugging gently on her stiff nipple.

Zoe slipped off her panties and added a little more lube to James's cock. She swung her leg over his body and rubbed the slick head against her pussy lips pushing it in a little deeper with each pass.

James moaned into Angie's mouth as he felt his cock slide into Zoe's heat. He had to let Zoe set the pace as his leg was throbbing. He kissed Angie more aggressively and she moaned with desire. He pulled her face back and looked into her eyes.

"Please let me use my mouth on you," he rasped.

Angie felt a zing go through her body when James begged to eat her pussy. That was so fucking hot!

She pulled her damp panties off and quickly climbed onto the bed to carefully straddle his head. She lowered her pussy towards his mouth and his tongue found its mark. Angie threw back her head and cried out as she grabbed the headboard. Fuck, he was good at this!

Oh, James! That's so good she moaned.

James's hands found their way to Zoe's big tits and he gave them a squeeze. His thumbs found her stiff nipples and nipple rings and added more pleasure to her as she drove his cock deep inside her body. She was making little mews of pleasure but these turned to gasps and cries as one of his hands landed on her clit. She began to drive herself harder on his cock as her climax raced up on her. With James's thick, hot cock stretching her open, his fingers squeezing and tugging a nipple and his other fingers busy strumming her clit she was quickly losing control. She struggled to set a steady pace of bouncing on his cock but her body was beginning to demand more, faster, and harder. She gave it what it wanted.

Angie was sailing through one beautiful, gentle orgasm after another. Her mind was floating slightly above her body and she felt so desired, beautiful and sexy. She trembled and shook holding tight to the headboard as his tongue and lips brought her to the pinnacle of another release.

His hand moved faster against Zoe's clit and that was the final straw.

"YES! JAMES! OH FUCK! CUMMMMMMINNNGGG! FUCK!"

She wailed and ground down against him, feeling his hard cock buried deep inside her. She leaned forward against his hand squeezing her tit and rocking through her release. When she began to get too sensitive she pulled herself free and rolled onto her back next to James. She lay there gasping while she watched him.

Though the intermittent pain he was getting from his leg was holding him back, his cock was still aching for his own release so he lifted Angie's ass and moved her down his body. She screams when she went airborne and screams again when he set her down on his cock.

"Geez us James, you're still so hard!" she gasped.

He pulled her pussy back and forth against him and she moaned. She reached down and lifted his cock, guiding it to her pussy.

James grabbed her hips and drove her down over his cock until their bodies slapped together. Angie cried out in bliss from feeling his heat reaching so deep inside her. He lifted and slammed her down on him to pump his cock in and out of her. Angie's eyes squeezed closed as it was so much more intense than the gentle pleasure he'd given her earlier. She was lost in the roughness of his passion and all she could do was hang on for dear life.





By nutbuster