Rough and Hardcore Erotica

by Natalie Breaks

  “Rock, paper, scissors to see who goes first?” Cody suggested.

  “Well after the feeble attempt you just made to out muscle me, I think it’s best we go just between me and Ryan, you’re time will come when it comes” Brad winked at Cody. The way they treated Cody and the manner in which he submissively accepted his role behind the two ferociously built athletes turned Madison on even more. She couldn’t decide whether she enjoyed the dominant Brad, the un-confrontational Cody or the powerhouse Ryan more. All she knew was that she didn’t really care who won this game, she would as Brad put it, get around to all of them.

  “Rock beats scissors!” Ryan exclaimed triumphantly as he did not even allow Madison to take in the result before filling her mouth with his cock. Brad and Cody moved in from either side and took her by either wrist, placing a hand each on their cocks as she pleasured the three of them simultaneously. Ryan, after viewing the untimely orgasm previously, picked up on Madison’s inexperience and gently eased his throbbing shaft in and out of her mouth. After a couple of minutes, his balls began slapping rhythmically against her chin as she swirled her tongue effortlessly around his larger than average manhood. It wasn’t long before Ryan pulled out of the virgin’s mouth and with a few pumps from his manly hand, delivered streams of cum, coating her face all over.

  “Nice shot!” Brad laughed, zooming the camera in on the soaked face of the defiled and yet elated brunette.

  “I guess it’s me next then” Brad declared, handing Ryan the camera who sat down on the edge of the bed to regain some strength in his legs. Brad gripped Madison by the back of the head with both hands and pulled her onto his cock, the largest of the three studs. Madison continued her persistent stroking of Cody’s shaft, long and slow as he stood there and watched her go to work on Brad. Every so often, Brad would take her head away and direct her to his balls, which she immediately accepted with an open mouth. It never occurred to her how many women had been there before, as right now she felt like the only woman alive. While she manoeuvred his balls in her mouth Brad continued stroking his own shaft, anticipating a massive orgasm. He moved her head from his balls and directed it so that she was facing down towards the floor and he was aiming at the crown of her head. He shot six long streams of cum all over her soft brown hair before proceeding to clean his cock off with the hair that hung down by her shoulders. To complete her humiliation, he slapped her twice on each cheek with his softening cock.

  “You’re learning so much today. We’re all so proud of you!” he declared sarcastically. Before winking at Cody, signalling his turn.

  Madison looked up at Cody with tears in her eyes from her efforts. Cody smiled back, making her melt one more time, before his sweet side gave in to his lustful needs. He grabbed his cock and slammed it into her throat, unlike Ryan who had allowed her to adjust to his size, Cody afforded no sympathy. But Madison did not mind. She had already learned her trade and was able to accommodate his length and girth without gagging even once. She even summoned the courage to reach behind Cody and grab his perfectly proportioned, muscular cheeks, as Ryan documented the action and Brad recovered on the bed. Just before he came, Cody pushed Madison on her back and straddled her chest, unleashing his seed onto her bare chest, before standing over her and rubbing it in with his foot. But if she thought her humiliating ecstasy was over, she was sadly mistaken.

  Before she had a chance to regain her composure, she felt herself being lifted up by her hips and placed back on the bed. Again, the three men united in the centre of the room to view their second video. They talked openly about their methods again and what they felt worked for them, much to Madison’s amusement! She lay on her back in anticipation of what was to come next.

  Ryan went first and positioned himself with Madison’s legs spread wide. Cum continued to drip from her pussy as he instantly penetrated her with his re-hardening cock. He began with slow deliberate thrusts as Brad moved up to her head, placing his boxers deep into her mouth in an attempt to muffle her moans. He remained at the head of the bed and whispered in her ear, calling her a tramp and a slut and explaining how she loved every minute of being dominated by the three hottest guys in college. She looked deep into his eyes and could not help but think about how right he was. She thought of all the years she had wasted. How did it take her until her 22nd year to lose her virginity? But then again, she doubted that anyone had ever lost it this erotically, in the presence of such experts. Ryan increased the speed of his drilling as Madison forced her hips back up to meet him. Cody manoeuvred up and down the edge of the bed, like a young Spielberg, capturing every buck and thrust. Ryan soon pulled out and unleashed his second string of semen all over the tainted woman’s stomach.

  Next, Brad moved from the head of the bed to its foot. He climbed between Madison’s legs but instead of impaling her on his cock, he grabbed her knees and flipped her onto her stomach. Without warning, he impaled Madison from behind as she buried her face in her pillow, still gagging on Brad’s designer boxers. Cody handed the camera to Ryan and moved to the head of the bed, where he lifted Madison up by the shoulders and assumed a position under her face, with his legs spread wide. He removed Brad’s now soaking wet boxers and pushed Madison’s face onto his manhood for the second time that day. She began expertly lapping her tongue all around his cock as she experienced her pain turn to pleasure, still impaled on Brad’s huge shaft. Cody powerfully held her head in place as he felt his cock slip down her throat and back again over and over again as his friend winked at him as his balls slapped repeatedly against the young woman’s butt. Ryan continued his expert recording, flashing quickly from one friend to the other as they both went about their job of defiling their tutor as she moaned uncontrollably. Brad soon pulled out and aimed his cannon along Madison’s back. He coated it all along her lower back and just as Cody had done, he stood above her and smeared it all over with his foot, as if applying sun screen. Cody looked up at the alpha male of the group and nodded his approval for taking his technique on board! Soon it was Cody who pulled his cock out of the spent tutor’s mouth as he mounted the back of her head, pushing her face into the pillow with his ass and unloading the final load onto her upper back. At this point, all three studs stood over her on the bed and spread their seed around her body with their bare feet, completing her humiliation once and for all.

  “Same time next week then?” Ryan sneered as they stepped back into their boxers and cotton shorts, about to make for the door and perhaps complete some additional assignments later that night.

  This had been the greatest day of young Madison’s life… she couldn’t wait for another chance to pleasure these virile beasts!

  Story 6

  Cindy balanced the cake on her passenger’s seat and started the car. She stared at Scott’s name for a moment. She thought she should have come up with something more clever than Happy Birthday. She could have gone more suggestive. If it wasn’t going to his office, she might have.

  She pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward her husband’s office. Cindy sighed. She was twenty-three and her husband was a rising star in his company. She didn’t understand what he did exactly. He designed the back end programming for games and apps, but not any of the ones she played and she wasn’t positive exactly what that meant.

  She had been to a few of the office parties after big launches. They got a little wild in a “heavy drinking, loud talking” sort of way. The office didn’t even have a copier, so there was no one copying their ass.

  This was the first birthday since they were married. She had done dirty things for him in college. She dressed as his favorite comic book characters and stripped for him. She didn’t know the names of the characters and he seemed disappointed when she got the colors wrong.

  She glanced down at the cake on the seat. The clumped icing was the same color yellow as her dress. The translucent, blue piping for the letters reminded her of toothpaste. “Mmm, delicious. Dig right in, baby. Lick it all up.”

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sp; Cindy took a deep breath. Before she could let it out in a sigh, the top snap on her dress popped open. She glanced down from traffic just long enough to snap it back closed hiding her lacy, black bra over her C cups. “Maybe I should toss the cake and just pop out of my dress for him?”

  The snaps went all the way down. She could rip right out of the dress. He could take her in the office bathroom like old times. She shook her head though. They might cut loose in the office a little when they were drunk, but this was a respectable job and Scott wouldn’t want to get in trouble. He’d have to settle for his sad, little cake for now and get the rest at home.

  ***

  Cindy took another deep breath, but stopped short of popping her C’s out again. “At home in the bed like every other boring couple.”

  She swept a strand of dark hair away from her eyes. In college, she had dyed it blond for the parties.

  Before they were married, they had sex in the car, sex in swimming pools, and sex behind restaurants with people walking by within sight. She felt wet thinking about it. Today, she was bringing him a store bought cake with toothpastey letters.

  During college she worked at a strip club to pay her way. She served drinks in her underwear, but never stripped. After she started dating Scott, she took a job in the cafeteria on campus. One of her friends in the dorm took her along to private parties. She did a few lap dances. She stroked a few guys for some extra tips. Later, she sucked for a few more dollars.

  She pretended to be reluctant and she pretended that she was desperate for the money each time another party came along. The money was good, but doing dirty things made her feel like she was living. It made her feel like she was young and something other than boring. It made her feel like she wouldn’t grow up to be married and driving a store bought cake to her husband’s office one day.

  Cindy licked her lips and pulled into the office parking lot. The cake jostled and she reached out to steady the box. She said to the empty car, “Don’t mess up my boring cake for my boring birthday surprise.”

  She pulled into a space and shut off the car. With the air conditioning off, the heat was immediate. Cindy closed her eyes. “Better get inside like a good housewife before your store bought icing melts.”

  She took a deep breath and the smell of pungent sugar filled her nostrils.

  She felt sweat trickle down between her tits and tickle her tight stomach. It was only a moment before she felt her ass start to sweat. Cindy’s ass might have been her best feature. It looked good when she stood up straight. It spread out when she sat down in a chair. When she bent over, it curved out in all its glory. When she came, it sweated and glistened like she was greased up with oil. She thought about Scott’s fingers tracing the glorious curves of her perfect ass and she shivered in the heat. If she stayed in the car long enough, the cake would be melted and the back of her dress would be sweat stained in a way people would not think was sexy at all.

  Cindy spoke behind her hand at the cake. “Why did Scott marry her? She is just one, big, sweaty mess with a cheap cake.”

  Cindy loved Scott. She loved being married to him. She wanted to grow old with him. Cindy wanted to wait just a little while longer before she became boring though.

  She hadn’t thought of it as cheating on Scott. They had the “are you dating anyone else” conversation. Technically, she wasn’t dating anyone else. She was working. Cindy wasn’t sure why that would make sucking a guy off for money better, but she counted it as not telling a lie.

  Cindy had fully intended to stop doing the parties once they became exclusive. She was getting close to graduation. It was time to think about marriage and growing up. It was time to embrace the boredom.

  ***

  When the next party came along, she quietly agreed. Her last party was two days before graduation and three days before a cabin trip with Scott where he proposed.

  When she sucked off some stranger in a closet with money clinched in his fist, then she could do anything with Scott with passion. He could do anything to her anywhere he wanted. She had her secrets that kept her from being boring.

  Cindy opened her eyes and wiped sweat from her forehead. She opened the door and took her sad little cake toward the front door with her. “Listen, cake, I’m sorry I called you cheap. Nothing personal.”

  She almost dropped it as she balanced it on one hand in the box to pull open the door.

  She stepped inside the air conditioning. The cold against her sweaty skin made her nipples stand out so hard she thought her dress might pop open again.

  Cindy let go of the door and held the open cake box with both hands. “Tragedy averted.”

  Her voice echoed off the tile as she stepped up to the empty reception desk. She looked in both directions, but saw no one. “Hello? Anyone? Surprise?”

  She waited, but heard no one respond.

  Cindy walked around the stand alone wall with the company symbol on it. She didn’t understand the drawing. It was more confusing in pressed metal. It looked like an angry monster with tentacles on its face. It was probably something from one of Scott’s old comic books or video games. She was just glad he never asked her to dress up as this creature for one of his old birthday surprises. In metal behind the reception desk, it reminded her of a naked woman bending over and spreading her ass. The tentacles made it look like she really needed to shave.

  Cindy stared at the symbol as she rounded the wall and imagined people being greeted at reception by that lady. “Welcome. How may I help you?”

  As she walked around into the main floor of the office, she was smiling. Looking across the rows of empty desks, her smiled dropped. “Hello?”

  She walked along the glass wall and looked into one empty office after another. She wondered if they had all gone out for Scott’s birthday. Maybe they were having a nice lunch and drinks. She imagined them at a hotel and getting Scott a stripper. Cindy had a double image in her mind of her hotel parties and Scott being serviced by some college girl earning a little extra money for books. She didn’t really feel like she had a right to feel jealous, but the feeling swirled around in her stomach.

  Cindy stopped at Scott’s office and stared in at his empty desk. The tentacle face bounced around his computer screen like an old-fashioned screen saver. She knew enough to know that was meant to be ironic.

  She thought about checking his computer history to see what porn he was looking at. She smiled and whispered. “College girls in tentacle masks, you sick puppy.”

  She knew that Scott knew how to clear his history and he wouldn’t do that at work. They looked at porn at home like a nice, boring, married couple should. If he wanted to bend her over the coffee table and rock her perfect ass while they streamed a little porn on the TV, she’d let him. Cindy licked her lips thinking about the dirty stuff. He wouldn’t ask and they would just end up doing it in their comfortable bed like respectable adults.

  “Happy Birthday,” she said to the empty office.

  ***

  Cindy turned and looked through the empty room. She wondered if they had all skipped the high-class, private hotel party and just hit the strip club for the afternoon shift. Back when all Cindy did was serve drinks in the club in her underwear, the afternoon shift was a little sketchy.

  They would be buying Scott lap dances in the VIP room. Even with the dirty girls on the afternoon shift, nothing extra would be going on. The bouncers would be watching. Scott would come back to the office bent over waiting for his chubby to settle down with the guys laughing at him. It would be nice and soft again by the time he got home. Cindy sighed. If he saw her here after coming back from the club, he’d just be embarrassed instead of letting her dance on his hard pole for him – maybe while the others watched.

  “Oh, sir,” Cindy said in a breathy voice as she held her store bought cake. “Can I help you with that?”

  A man in a dark suit and blond crew cut walked out onto the main floor. Cindy recognized him as one of Scott’s bosses. She felt e
mbarrassed that he might have heard her talking to herself. The man looked around and saw Cindy. He held up a hand. “Delivery?”

  Cindy swallowed. “No … I’m, ugh …”

  He shook his head. “No, wait. You’re Scott’s wife. You’re, ugh …”

  “Cindy.”

  “Right, sorry, I would have gotten it. We met at a couple of the parties. I know you are Cindy. I just didn’t recognize you at first. I’m Heath. I’m one of the co-founders.”

  “Yes, Heath.”

  She started to walk over to shake his hand, but then looked down at the cake.

  Heath looked into the box too. “Oh, right, it’s Scott’s birthday. I knew that too, but forgot about it. It’s kind of a weird day. Half the office is at a convention. We let others have a day since we couldn’t finish certain projects with half teams.”

  “Is Scott at the convention?” Cindy asked.