Again, it doesn't suck. I'm starting to think something's being fixed around here. Another hand and still no nudity. I'm sure once one of us is naked things will escalate.. and quickly. Instead John is the fourth of the guys to be left in just his underwear. Once more I get to have a good long look at what appears to be a good long cock held inside some rather terribly patterned vivid green and bright red boxers. I want to sit on that cock so badly, yet we're all seemingly locked into this pretence of a card game.
To hurry things a long a little I announce between hands I'm going for another coke and tell them I'll bring them back some beers. I rush down the stairs and find the drinks and slip my fingers into my panties as I stand in the kitchen.
Such relief as my fingertips brush my clit. I slip a digit down to my hole, parting my lips, I'm so utterly, no-two-ways-about-it soaking wet. I slide my finger all the way into me then back out before sucking it clean and taking the drinks back up.
I pass out the drinks when I get back, not even bothering to check if sleeping beauty is still comatose. I so, so hope this hand has been fixed. If it's not I'm just gonna throw away any decent cards I have. If I'm not touched soon I'll just have to lay on the floor and get myself off.
The guys try to look as innocent as they can when I view my hand. A two, a four, an eight, a jack and an ace. Good. I swap two without thinking and pick up an ace. I throw it, and the original ace back along with the jack. I'm left with a single nine as my best card. My cunt clenches hard with anticipation of what's to follow.
I lose easily, and thankfully. I stand. I look around at the five guys staring at me. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my French knickers. I hear the intake of their breath. The guys can't believe I'm actually doing this. Neither can I. I bend forwards, way forwards. I push my panties down to my knees. They drop to the floor. I straighten slowly.
I stand almost naked in my black stockings and shoes. My hands raise to my breasts without my brain getting involved. They stare some more. I stare at them staring as they inch over my flesh with their eyes. I can smell my arousal. I wait for something to happen, for one of them to make the first move. I can't wait, I want their hands over me, grabbing me, mauling me. Poking, fingering, squeezing, pinching my pale skin. Come ON...
Josh finally breaks the silence: 'nice pussy'. He gathers up the cards and starts to shuffle. What? Is that it? Confused, I sit back down. This is getting very weird now. Another hand is dealt. I don't think any of us are concentrating on it in any real way. I lose again, this time by sheer poor luck or bad strategy.
I point out that I'm already naked, except the stockings, a fact which I'm fairly sure they are all aware of. I'm told by a grinning Josh that I have to do a dare instead. I agree before he's finished uttering the words. He finishes his drink with a long last swig and places the bottle purposefully on the table. He meets my eyes. 'Fuck yourself with it.'
God this guy's arrogant, but right now I'm so far beyond caring. I take the bottle in my hand and push my chair back a few feet from the improvised card table. I look down my body as I stroke the top of the bottle over my lips, parting them gently with the cold glass. I slip it forwards, rubbing it up against my opening. My left hand returns to my breast, gripping it tightly as I slide the long cool neck of the beer bottle deep inside my very wet cunt.
My eyes close instinctively and my back arches as I slide it out and back in deep as it will go, slowly starting to fuck myself. God I wish the neck of it were longer, and thicker, and ridged somehow. I push it as deep as it will go, rolling my wrist to rotate the tip inside of me, opening my cunt up with it. Holding it deep, slipping my thumb from it's cold body and to my hot clit, pressing against it, rubbing it gently in small circles.
A remonstrative cry of 'Dude' makes my eyes flick open to the sight of Dave holding his phone up right in front of , filming me on it. Peter's glaring at him, maybe worried that this will cause me to stop the show. Fuck will it. I smile to the small lens, pulling the bottle from my cunt and bringing it to my lips, letting my tongue snake over and into the opening as though fellating it. Peter shrugs before turning his gaze back to me.
I'm sat there legs and lips spread wide, hand on breast, sucking a beer bottle like it was possibly the best dick in the world. I glance at them in turn. All their hands are on the table, as they all try and act cool, like they don't want to jerk off right now over me. The two pairs of boxers I can see are tenting most impressively and I give John an extra slow appraisal.
Suddenly it dawns on me why none of them are making a move. My boyfriend, their friend is slumped unconscious on the bed not 5 feet away from where I'm making their Playboy fantasies come true. I turn my head to check he's still out for the count, he is. Good.
'So who wants to be first?'
My hand places the bottle on the floor, indicating that I'm done with the sideshow and am ready to become the main attraction. I reach down and open my lips wide, letting them see the deep pinkness of me. I slip the tip of an index finger in, rubbing firmly against my tightness as Josh claims his alpha-male role by standing and pulling off his tight white underwear and walking to me with his 5 inch cock leading him forwards.
He pushes the cards and coins off the table, grabs me under the arms and lifts me bodily, laying me down flat on my back. Then without any preamble, my legs are pushed into the air, he leans into me holding them up and then his cock's in me. I groan, more at the sensation of having someone inside of my flesh, rather than through any great sexual satisfaction. He fucks me hard and fast as the others watch. I notice Dave position his phone on the window board so it captures everything. I blow it a little kiss as Josh fucks me.
He parts my legs enough to get his head to my breasts and starts to kiss and lick them hungrily, taking each nipple in turn between his lips, suckling on them. I moan as he does this and that spurs him on, fucking me faster and harder, using every inch he has to get deeper inside of me. I'm pretty sure he must be close to cumming, and although I'm on the pill I'd much prefer none of them came in my cunt. Such a waste...
'Please... please cum on me, I want to feel it on my skin.' At this he pulls out instantly, taking his cock in his hand, jerking hard and fast as my legs split wide open and he starts to cum hard over my stomach, four thick spurts leaving long strings of cum along my flat pale stomach. I dip a finger in to one of them and sample it as he tells me I'm a nasty slut.
'As nasty as you like' I reply tasting more of his cum, waiting for my next cock. Instead of one, I get all four. They've all stripped and suddenly my head is tilted backwards off the side of the dresser and a cock much bigger than Josh's is pushed nearly fully into my mouth making me gag. In such a prone position I don't get to see who it is, or who's entered my cunt. That gets stretched deliciously as a new cock fills me utterly, my legs get pushed back up and each of my hands is guided to a cock. I stroke them in rhythm to the fucking I'm getting.
Mouth, cunt and hands all full of throbbing hard cock, I love it. I suck hard, using my tongue as much as I can, hands over my tits, feeling pinching, twisting my nipples as they push each other further. Whoever's in my cunt tells the others how good it feels how wet I am. He starts to bang harder and harder, deeper and deeper. Long slow strokes, pushing every piece of himself into me. The guy in my mouth follows suit, pushing the head to the opening of my throat and holding me there as I gag over his head. Pre-cum staining my taste buds now, his balls are slapping against my closed eyelids.
The guy in my cunt declares he wants to cum in the slut's mouth, and they have a very, very rapid change around, swapping ends in seconds. I look up to see John jerking over my face, rubbing the head into my cheeks and forehead. Then his hand grabs my chin and he's balls deep in my mouth, and cumming over and over, pumping his hips as more and more cum flows from him. I swallow greedily and a last spurt leaves me a reminder as he pulls out, wiping his cock in my hair before he joins Josh sat on the floor with a beer.
This all takes about a minute, during wh
ich time I get my third cock in my cunt, not as big but a little thicker as it stretches me wider, opening me up, pressuring me deliciously. This, combined with the cum filling my mouth, makes me tremble towards my first orgasm of the night. I shout out as I cum hard and shuddering, my spasming cunt and vocal encouragements to fuck me hard. This causes Dave, who it turns out is the one in me, to buck harder and harder against me, til at the final second he pulls out, leans forwards and splatters my stomach and breasts in his cream. It joins the now hardening cum from Josh covering my belly.
These boys sure are quick, I barely have time to catch my breath before Phil is between my thighs, rubbing his head over my now sopping hole. Peter meanwhile is stroking himself just in front of my face, watching me try to catch his nicely sized cock in my mouth. Finally he pushes it in and I start to suck with my cum splattered mouth.
I've not had chance to really realise exactly how *big* Phil's cock is. As he leans over me, my legs split over the sideboard, his weight pressing onto me, I finally appreciate exactly what he has down there. Man, is he large. Even in my lubricated state, he struggles to fit himself in me. I feel completely full as he finally slides home fully. Then as I suck noisily on Peter, he starts to pump, slowly at first, as though he's scared to hurt me, then fast and harder. These two guys last longer than the others and fuck me thoroughly as the others watch on. Their hands move around my body, I groan round the cock in my face when a nipple is pinched, and am rewarded with a slap to my breast, which only makes me groan harder.
Finally, one, then two orgasms rip through me, each more powerful than the last, pre-cum dribbling into my mouth sets of a third and I'm exhausted. That doesn't stop them from fucking both my holes as hard as they can now, picking up their pace finally. Then they change ends and I get to taste the result of my orgasms on the big cock that gave it to me. I lick Phil as best as I can, sucking just the head, unable to get any more into my mouth.
Peter tries his best at the other end, but by now I'm so wet, stretched and tender that it does little for me. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice the other guys are still watching and wanking over us, all three of them fully hard again. I free myself from Phil & Peter and kneel on the floor, motioning them to circle me.
I suck and stroke them in turn, taking cock after cock into my mouth as I rotate through them. Hands and lips constantly full of cum flavoured cocks. Squeezing soft balls, gripping hard shafts, licking eyes and ridges. Bringing them all, hopefully, to the boil at once.
I don't even see who's first. The cum just lands on my forehead. I can feel it dripping towards my eyes as the next guy unleashes on me, and the next, all of them cumming over my face. I open my mouth wide to catch what I can and the rest literally covers me, hairline to chin. My fingers find their own way to my sore clit and I ride roughshod over it's protestations as I lick each cock clean, I cum again, loudly, shivering on my knees, tightening my thighs together, trapping my hand between them. There's cum in my eyes and in my hair, all over my lips and forehead, cheeks and breasts. I look to the phone still recording us and scoop a fingerful of it up and slowly suck on it.
I rub the cum from my eyes then stand, face unclean, and turn to the bed. My boyfriend has finally woken up a little with my last vocal outburst. He's groggy and confused. Half drunk, half hung-over.
I smile at him, I lean in and kiss him, smearing his friends cum all over his face and lips. He lays there bewildered and before he can fully comprehend the situation I've grabbed my dress and ran down the stairs to get my bag. I slip the dress on in the shadows of the garden and call a taxi.
As I wait for the car to arrive I clean my face up properly as best I can and hope that the ignorant son of a bitch is having fun watching the video of me taking all his friends in turn on what was supposed to be our special night
The End.
G Pleases Mistress Kimmie
The satin pink crotchless satin panties were so tight that they were plastered against his bottom. No wiggle room at all. He was in his usual submissive position on the cold tile. Awaiting his mistress, who was taking a shower. It would be expected that he would tongue dry her when she was done, paying special attention to her erogenous zones - his specialty!
G loved the weekends when they were able to stay in and play all day and night. Time became of no consequence, for he slept and played when Mistress Kimmie dictated it, and he was all hers for whatever she wanted. He trusted her to not go too far, but just far enough to create heightened levels of sexual pleasure! She knew what he needed, craved, desired! He knew how to keep his mistress happy too! And most days he did so, but occasionally he would purposefully misbehave because he liked to be on the receiving end of her punishment.
His thoughts were totally on her and how he would please her tonight, waiting for her to finish showering - she was taking a long hot steamy shower. That was always a good sign - relaxation for her. His cock was already straining against the satin; dripping thick sweet cum as he tried to remain still on his knees, ass up in the air, exposed and available for her pleasure. As he glanced up he noticed their toys spread out on the counter - he couldn't help it, he shivered in anticipation! He so desperately needed a good ass pussy fucking! It had been too long since his last encounter and he was aching with need!
Mistress finally finished her shower and exited the water - smiling at him as she approached. Her hair was wet and hanging down her back, her body pink and moist from the long hot shower, dripping rivulets of water down her thighs. He eagerly awaited, wanting to lick her body; have his tongue find her moist hot spots! She went to the counter first and picked up a bright pink silky scarf - which she brought back and put it over his eyes, using it as a blindfold - never saying a word!
The excitement, the not seeing only increased his sensitivity! He could hear her but not see what she was doing. He sensed, rather than felt her near. Oh. She was lightly caressing his cheeks; he braced himself, knowing the spanking was next! Ahhh, and he was not disappointed!
She expertly spanked one cheek then the other with a stiff object, her fingers grabbing and probing with each slap. His cheeks blanched, his cock stood at attention. As the spankings stopped, he felt the warm lube as Mistress slathered it on his ass pussy. He felt it dripping down between his legs, and it felt good as she put her fingers into his sweet hole and worked them in and out - stretching him!
He shivered, unable to control his satisfaction, and began licking her damp feet, toes, ankles, and legs! He felt the plug as she placed it against his hole and played with it there, teasing him! He ached to rare back and force her to plunge it in, but knew he didn't dare - she was Mistress and had total control.
The more Mistress played, teased him, the more he needed the plug; he couldn't help himself as he began moaning. Mistress stilled! Oh no. He didn't want her to stop. She moved away - but was back very soon. Mistress forced his mouth open with an open mouthed gag, large enough to open his mouth wide, yet keep him silent!
He knew Mistress hated to gag him because he could no longer tongue her, but he knew that he must learn control and that Mistress called all the shots!
Mistress fucked his ass pussy with a dildo then; slamming it balls to the wall, in and out. G still had his ass in the air; submissive position. Mistress stopped fucking his ass pussy before G wanted her too. Oh so disappointed.
Then he felt something forced into his mouth "suck it hard you slutty panty boy bitch-make me cum" he heard! He sucked with all he had as a large cock was rammed down his throat. He felt Mistress lean against him as hips gyrated against his spread mouth. His sucked hard despite the open gag, saliva running down his lips.
At that same time he was sucking hard on her cock, he felt his ass pussy being spread open again as another cock forced its way into his tight hole "take this you fucking slut - I'm fucking your pussy you hot panty slut!" was what he heard.
G had one cock in his mouth and another in his ass pussy as his mistress moved under him and began playing with his ni
pples; biting down and sucking, creating hard nubs. She rubbed her body all over his, taking his cock out and sucking it!
Mistress Kimmie caressed his balls as she whispered to him "do not cum my love; you will save that for me – only when I am ready!"
Oh the intense feeling of fullness, he didn't know if he could hold back; but he would somehow do so as he had to please his mistress! He was bounced up and down and back and forth with each thrust from the cocks filling his holes.
G had spit dribbling down his face and lube running across his cheeks as each thrust speared him! He felt the cock in his mouth tense and start spurting. G greedily swallowed, knowing he mustn't miss a drop! The cock stayed hard and gagged him as he swallowed and tongued and licked it; forcing every drop out!
The cock in his ass tightened, then pulled out of him and began spurting loads of warm sperm on his back, legs, and arms! It was so warm, so sweet smelling!
Mistress Kimmie remained under him, he felt her watching him! He sucked and licked as never before - he was aching to cum, to touch her. To please her! He needed her now!
Ah, but it was not to be. She got up; he stayed in position, knowing better than to move without her saying so. He felt Mistress put her fingers in his hole, circling, testing - and then tasting!
Ah, her hot tongue almost made him lose it - she was teasing him, testing him, and his ability to hold off. G restrained himself, and he knew it was satisfying for Mistress Kimmie because she then plugged his hole with a large vibrating plug! Ah, nice.
The End.
Rubber Sex
She had warned him on several occasions that if he did not satisfy her sexual needs then she would begin looking elsewhere. He had shrugged it off as idle threats until one day she called him into their home office and told him she was going out tomorrow night to meet someone who she hoped would satisfy her. He said ok still not believing her. The next evening she left the house and he noticed how stunning she looked in her fitted suit with stiletto boots. He began to realise that maybe she was telling the truth. It was too late she had driven off so he tried to call her mobile which was switched off. His mind raced who was she meeting and where and why?
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