by M Boratus
“Given the opportunity would you fuck Abby?” she asked.
“In a heartbeat,” he replied.
“I hope it would take longer than that!” Abby said, smacking him.
“I promise,” Shaun said. “It’ll be the best fifty-seven seconds of your life.”
“Fifty-seven seconds!” Abby exclaimed.
“Under promise. Over-deliver,” Shaun said with a wink. “Now, Abby, truth or dare?”
“I don’t like that look in your eyes,” she said. “Truth.”
“Have you ever thought about Jessica sexually?”
Abby turned a deep shade of red and shot a nervous look at her friend. “Do I have to answer that?”
“I think your face already did,” said Shaun “But, yes.”
“Um… yes?” She both tried to look at Jessica and avoid eye contact at the same time. Shaun thought it was adorable. “Please don’t get weirded out, Jess, but you know how beautiful you are. It’s crossed my mind, not that I’d ever act on it. I just kinda wondered what you’d feel like.”
Jessica put a hand on Abby’s arm, making her flinch, but she didn’t pull away. “I’ve thought the same thing about you, Abbs,” she said.
Abby’s eyes widened. “No way! Really?”
Jessica laughed. “Is that your truth or dare question to me?”
“Yes, please,” Abby said excitedly.
“Really. As we’re just making you aware of now, you’re fuckin’ sexy! I’d do you.”
“But,” Abby stuttered. “It’s just… I…”
“While she’s getting a clue,” Jessica said. “Shaun, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“Go grab that bouncer’s ass,” she said, pointing to the same bouncer.
“Oooo,” said Abby. “That’s good.”
“Are you trying to get me thrown out?” Shaun exclaimed.
“I’m trying to see how daring you are,” she replied.
“Or you could forfeit the game,” Abby added.
“Grrrr,” said Shaun. He placed his drink on the bar and marched over. The girls watched as he passed the man, turned and then walked back. He pretended to trip, catching himself with the man’s waist and butt. The bouncer jumped. Shaun apologized, putting his hands up like he was surrendering. Tense moments passed before the bouncer told him to move on. Shaun slunk back to them.
“Okay,” he said. “You guys owe me a big one.”
“Us?” said Abby, trying to look innocent. “What did I do?”
Shaun glared at her.
“Okay,” she said. “I was naughty. Let’s see what you got?”
“Truth or dare?” Shaun said.
“Who?” asked Abby.
“Both of you,” he replied.
“Can he do that?” Abby asked Jessica.
“Let’s give it to him,” Jessica replied. Turning to Shaun, she said, “But if we do this, we win.”
Shaun thought about it a moment. Okay. Agreed. Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Jessica said quickly.
“Dare?” said Abby. “After what we made him do? Are you crazy?”
Jessica shrugged. “I’m feeling daring.”
“Oh crap,” said Abby. “I know I’m gonna regret this.”
Shaun pulled out his phone. “I’m setting a timer. A kiss for ten seconds.”
“Each other?” asked Abby.
“Or you could forfeit the game,” he said.
Abby looked at Jessica. “Well?”
“I’m not losing to him,” Jessica said resolutely.
“Just let me get a little more courage,” Abby said. She downed the rest of her drink. “Okay.”
The girls moved into each other and began to kiss. Seconds passed as Shaun watched the action move from nervousness to desire. Hands that tentatively touched at first moved to hold and caress. Several other men watched the scene as well, mesmerized. Finally, Abby broke the kiss.
“That had to be ten seconds,” she said.
“More like forty,” Shaun replied.
“Why didn’t your timer go off then?”
Shaun feigned surprise. “Did I say I’d be timing that? I meant filming.”
“Oh, you are so dead,” Abby said, lunging at the phone.
Shaun yanked it away, trying to push her back as she knocked him up against the bar.
“You didn’t record that, did you?” Abby said as she continued to try to grab the phone.
“Maybe, maybe not,” Shaun said. “But I’m sure someone else did. That did go on a while.”
Abby finally relented. “Fine. Keep it. Jack off to it tonight.”
“Now, there’s an idea,” Shaun replied. “Although the real thing would be better.”
“Keep it in neutral, hon,” Abby said. “I like you, but the verdict’s still out on that and maybe for a few more dates.”
“When did this become a date?” asked Shaun.
“When you kissed me earlier.”
“You kissed me!”
She waved a dismissive hand. “Not important.”
“If you two are on a date,” Jessica interrupted. “Do I need to leave?”
“If a date begins when Abby kisses someone,” Shaun answered. “Then you’re on one too.”
Jessica brightened. “So what do we do now?”
“Another round of drinks,” Shaun replied. “And another round of dancing.”
They were soon on the floor, dancing in the crowd. Their movements became less inhibited with each song. Shaun would grind on Abby then Abby would grind on Jessica. The three would take turns sandwiching each other. Kisses were snuck in. Butts were grabbed. Shaun kept the drinks flowing, but so not much that the girls lost all control. Shaun noticed that Abby let him set the limits, doing only as much as he did. Jessica was another story. He had to keep her toned down. If he let her, she would fuck him on the dance floor.
Checking his watch, Shaun was surprised to see how much time had passed.
“You guys ready to head out?” he asked the girls.
“Don’t tell me the night is over already?” Abby said. “I thought young men had more stamina.”
“I’m suggesting we continue our fun in a more private location,” Shaun explained.
Abby tensed. “I don’t know if I’m ready for that. Where are you thinking?”
“Well my place is out,” Shaun said. “Too many guys up.”
“Mine’s out,” said Jessica. “Amanda’ll be home eventually if she isn’t already.”
They looked at Abby.
“Really?” she said. “My place? After I just told you I’m not ready?”
Shaun held her by the shoulders. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want to. I promise.”
“I’m kinda scared of what I want to happen,” Abby said.
“Let’s go,” Shaun said, pulling her along. Jessica followed.
They piled in a cab with Abby in the middle. After giving her address, she turned to Shaun. “Tonight’s been amazing. Thank you, Shaun.”
They kissed, long and sensuous. Shaun eventually pulled away.
“Now, thank Jessica as well,” he said.
Jessica, who had been getting jealous, cast Shaun a look of “Thank you.” A moment later, the girls were making out. Abby reached up to cup Jessica’s breasts.
“Oh god,” Abby gasped. “They’re amazing. I’ve seen them, but never felt them.”
“When we get to your place you can feel them without the clothing if you like,” Jessica said.
“Jess, are you sure?” Abby asked. “I mean, I don’t want to do anything that’ll wreck our friendship.”
“Jesus, girl,” Jessica exclaimed before pulling her friend’s face into her tits. “They’re yours for the night. See?”
A car horn startled them, and then the cab swerved.
“Mind watching the road and not the ladies?” Shaun warned the driver.
When they arrived at Abby’s, Shaun opened the door, but Abby pulled him back. “I want to, but I don’t t
hink I’m ready for this. Maybe one of you, but both? It’s a leap for me.”
Shaun placed a hand on her knee and smiled. “I told you nothing would happen that you don’t want. You two go in. I’ll head home.”
“Are you sure, Sir, uh… Shaun?” Jessica asked.
“You guys go play… or talk… whatever Abby wants,” he said. Cupping Abby’s head in his hands, he added, “But I expect a second date with you.” He kissed her deeply.
“Definitely,” she said swooning.
“Oh and don’t tell Dr. Maddow that I told you his rules,” Shaun called as they got out. “I know he likes the feeling of imparting that wisdom himself. Just don’t mention me.”
Abby chuckled. “Got it. Goodnight, Shaun.”
“You go in,” Jessica told Abby. “I’ll be right there.” Then she ducked back in the cab and kissed him. “Thank you, Sir. You are so good to me.”
“Have fun, slut. Call me and tell me how it went.”
“Of course, Sir.”
After she left, Shaun looked at the cabbie. “Yes, I called her ‘slut,’” he said. “She likes it.”
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Amanda answered the door in sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, surprised to see the visitor.
“Shaun, what are you doing here?”
He walked in, grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head, and headed to the living room.
“Ow!” Amanda squealed as she was dragged along. “Shaun, what the fuck?”
“Shut up, slut,” Shaun said. “I need release. You’re gonna provide it.”
“My mom could be back at any minute.”
Shaun brought her in front of the couch and yanked down her pants. Stepping on them, he forced her ahead and out of them. She lost her balance and fell forward, catching herself on the arm of the couch.
“Have you ever been fucked over this couch?” Shaun asked.
“No,” she replied. “Always in my bedroom. You know that.”
“Only slutty women would let themselves be taken here, right?” he asked. “I wonder if your mom ever let herself get fucked here.”
Her “childhood” memories of seeing her mom exactly where she stood came flooding back. She was instantly wet.
“Still want to play the slut?” asked Shaun as he pulled off his pants. “Or do you want to go back to being the prude?”
Amanda reached down and pulled her shirt over her head, throwing it aside. “Shut up and fuck me,” she said.
Shaun shoved his cock in. His mind still whirled with images of Abby and Jessica, what they did and what they must be doing. He hammered Amanda hard, using her like a masturbatory toy. He barely heard her screaming, “Yes, fuck me! Fuck me like a slut!”
Normally, he worried that his partner was being satisfied. He would think of things to do to enhance the experience. That wasn’t the case tonight, not that it mattered. Amanda was in her world of fantasy, superimposing the memories of her mother with herself. Her first orgasm struck quickly, a second not far behind. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she yelled.
Shaun continued to pound her, heedless of her words. She wished he’d call her names and degrade her as the man had done to her mother, but when she glanced back, she saw the intensity in his gaze. It both scared and excited her.
“Give it to me good, stud,” she moaned.
He slapped her ass hard.
“Sir!” he yelled.
“Wha?” she asked.
“You will call me ‘Sir,’ not ‘Stud.’ Got that, slut?”
“Yes, Sir,” she said. “Sorry, Sir. But please, fuck me, Sir!”
Soon he felt his climax approaching. He didn’t bother to check if she was nearing her own. He didn’t care. Yanking his cock out, he grabbed her hair again and dragged her down to her knees. He shoved his cock in her mouth and fucked her face roughly using both hands to hold her head. Amanda started to resist at first, but the need to be as slutty as her mom soon overrode the urge. She made herself a tool for his pleasure, let herself be thoroughly used. Soon his cum splashed into her mouth. She drank it down greedily before sucking in a more gentle, loving way. She was surprised that he remained semi-hard.
The next thing she knew, she was being dragged to the front of the couch. Shaun dropped himself on it. “Get me hard again, then mount me,” he ordered.
Her mouth went to work again until his cock was sticking straight up. She glanced up at him. He glared back.
“What are you waiting for, slut?” he said. “A fucking invitation?”
Quickly she stood up and then lowered herself on him. With his head, a little clearer Shaun took control again. “Now, show me what an eager little sex toy you are.”
Amanda began to gyrate her hips against him. He leaned back and clasped his hands behind his head. “Put on a good show for me, slut,” he said. “If you want to continue getting my cock regularly.”
She upped her tempo slightly but also began to move more sensuously. “I’m gonna make it so that no other pussy satisfies you,” she said.
He raised an eyebrow. “That’s a big claim, slut. Let’s see what you got.”
Her performance was impressive and yet familiar. Shaun realized she was doing her best to duplicate what her mom had done to the doctor on the same couch.
“I might bring some friends next time,” he said. “Would you like that?”
Amanda’s body jerked, and another orgasm hit her. “Fuuuuck!” she moaned.
“I’ll take that as a ‘Yes,’” said Shaun. “So you want all your holes filled, you nasty little whore?”
“Yes, no, I mean, oh fuck. I can only imagine what that’d be like.”
Shaun removed his shirt. “First, you need to please me as only a true slut can.” He grabbed her hips and began thrusting up into her.
“Yes!” she screamed as she bounced. “Use me, Sir. Use your slut!”
As the next climax hit her, she fell on him, gripping him tightly in her arms. When she pulled back to look at him, he pulled her back for a kiss. It was the rawest, erotic kiss she’d ever shared with him. The next thing she knew, he flipped them. She was on her back as he ploughed into her.
“Oh, yes!” she cooed. “Give me what I need, stud, I mean, Sir.”
She clawed his back like she’d seen her mother do. She met his thrusts with her own.
“What do you need, slut?” he asked.
“Cock! I need cock, Sir.”
“What will you do to keep getting my cock?” he asked.
“Anything. I’ll do anything, anyone, Sir. Just keep fucking me like this. Fuck your dirty slut.”
Shaun was soon ready to cum again. “Ready for your reward?” he asked.
“Yes, please!” she happily exclaimed.
He pulled out and scooted up, shooting his load on her face and tits.
“Mmmmm,” she said. “I love when you cum all over me. Take a picture so I can see what I look like.”
Shaun smiled, grabbed his phone, and took several. He brought the phone to her and swiped through the pics as she scooped the cum off herself and ate it.
“Fuckin’ hot,” she said. “Be sure to send those to me. Show them to your friends if they’re undecided about fucking me. These’ll convince them.”
“I’ll do that,” he replied. He got up and put his pants back on.
“You’re leaving?” Amanda asked.
“Yep,” was all the answer he gave her before leaving.
Amanda lay there, feeling completely used. She smiled.
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Chapter 13
“So?” An almost naked Shaun asked as he lay in bed in his dorm room, talking on his phone.
“So?” Jessica replied, playing coy.
Shaun smiled. “You know how I can give you pleasure with just a command?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“I can give you pain too. The not fun kind.”
“Well, in that case, it went well,” Jessica said.
“Details,” Shaun pro
mpted.
“I’m still at her place. If that’s any indication.” Jessica lay naked on her stomach on the couch, propped up on her elbows as she talked. Locks of her deep brown hair flowed down her back and to the floor on one side.
“You little slut.”
“Thanks to you, I’m becoming a big slut.”
“Any complaints?”
“None whatsoever.”
“So you two went at it right after I left?”
“No, actually. We talked. We talked for a couple hours.”
“About what?”
“Our histories, our fantasies, you, of course.”
Shaun smiled and uttered a slow, confident, “Go on.”
Jessica giggled at his response before continuing. “Well, I’ve been with women before. Abby knew that. She just thought I’d decided to go straight. She was kinda right, I guess. I haven’t been with a woman since I met my ex and he never suggested us bringing a girl in to play.”
“Did you ever suggest it to him?”
“No, Sir. In relationships, I’m naturally a sub. I don’t instigate sex. I wait for my partner. I like him to be the aggressor. You know this.”
“Oh, I know,” Shaun said his memory flashing back to their recent trysts. “How often was your ex the aggressor?” Shaun asked.
“Not often. That was one of our problems. The man could have had me every day, several times if he liked, and in the beginning, he did.”
“But then things got lax.”
Jessica nodded. “Yes, Sir. It got to be routine. I tried to spice things up with lingerie. I bought toys, but he was against them. He was the type of guy that thought if he couldn’t please me with just his cock then something was wrong.”
“The man’s a moron.”
She laughed. “Yes, and I only found that out after getting married. Anyway, that led to a very boring sex life, which was when I met Abby. Although I’d told her about my more promiscuous days, all evidence showed I was, well, vanilla.
“She told me she’d envied me for having the courage to be with a woman. She’d thought about it, but was shy enough around men. Approaching a woman terrified her. She wasn’t even sure if she was bi or just curious. She’s still not, I think. But she’d always wanted to even just kiss a woman. She just didn’t know how to make it happen.” She paused, thinking back to the events at the bar. “And then in one evening you drop her inhibitions, dare her to face her fears, and then set her up for a fantasy she’s had for years.”