by Anya Aurelie
He pushed inside of her and pumped fast, using her body. Anna wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in deeper. She wanted to feel him come inside of her, wanted to have the pleasure of being the only one who had made one of these guys come.
But it wasn’t time for that yet.
Jake called time, and then he asked the other two guys, “So what do you think? We have to eliminate one of these women. Who did you like fucking the least? Who wasn’t tight enough for you? Who wasn’t slutty enough for you?”
The three men looked from Miss Pussycat to Anna to Wonder Woman, and together they decided to eliminate Wonder Woman.
“You are awesome, though,” the dark-haired guy told her. “Don’t get me wrong, you fuck really well. I wish we could have three winners.”
Anna flushed with pride at being one of the last two in the contest.
“Last round!” Jake called out. Anna’s heart pounded a little faster in her chest. She had to win. She glanced over at Miss Pussycat. Her cunt was ready. She could take anything — and anyone — Jake threw her way. She wondered what the next challenge would be. She hoped she would get to come — she was so horny she could hardly stand it anymore, having been worked up by these three men and not allowed a release.
“The last challenge,” Jake said, “is that all three of us are going to use these women at the same time, going back and forth between them to determine who is the sluttiest. Will it be the slutty kitty-cat?” The crowd cheered for Miss Pussycat. “Or will it be the devil?” The crowd cheered for Anna as well. Was it just in her imagination, or did they cheer a little bit louder for her?
Unable to resist, unable to wait until the challenge actually started, she reached between her legs and began playing with her clit. She was still so wet, and she couldn’t wait to be filled by the men again. Jake flashed her a smile and a wink, and she smiled back, feeling like she had already won him over. She wondered which part of her he was going to fuck.
“Let’s start over here,” Jake said, looking at her. She gave all three of them a broad smile to let them know she was excited, and spread her legs a bit wider open.
Everyone in the crowd could see her cunt, glistening with her excitement. She’d never felt like such a slut, and she loved it.
Jake lay down flat on the ground on his back, his hard cock standing up. She looked at it with lust.
“Get on top of me,” he directed, and she gratefully stood up and then climbed onto his firm dick, spreading herself open around him and then lowering herself over his member. She began bouncing up and down on top of him, her tits jiggling with the bounces.
“Now open up,” the dark-haired guy instructed, and she opened her mouth and stared up at him with big eyes. He filled her mouth with his cock, and she eagerly licked off the juices of the two other women along with her own. Then the blond guy approached her from behind, and she felt a finger on her asshole. He pushed inside of her with his finger, and she continued to fuck Jake and suck on the dark-haired guy as he touched her. A moment later, the finger was replaced by something larger and blunter — his cock, she thought. He started pushing into her, then pulled out and came around the front of her, instructed her to lick him to get him wet first.
The dark-haired guy pulled out of her mouth to make room, and she took the blond’s cock deep into her throat, lubing him up with her saliva. Then he returned to her ass and pushed inside of it easily with the moisture. She felt completely full with the two cocks inside of her, one in her pussy and one in her ass, while the third continued to fuck in and out of her mouth. She felt fully used up, stretched tight, like she was nothing but a sex toy — like she was a total slut. The crowd watched on, and she did her best to win sluttiest costume.
She felt herself beginning to peak, and as soon as she started bucking her hips to stimulate her clit further, Jake pulled out of her. “Time to move on,” he said with a wicked grin, and she whimpered, needing her orgasm. The three men approached Miss Pussycat, who opened her legs to invite them in. They arranged themselves similarly, with the blond underneath her this time.
Anna could tell by their reactions that they were all enjoying taking her, that this woman was, quite possibly, just as slutty as Anna.
Anna knew she had to do something to get ahead. It wasn’t a hard choice, and she was completely turned on by the scene in front of her — as were many in the crowd, she could tell.
“Fuck her,” Anna encouraged them. “Fuck that tight cunt, that tight ass, fuck her slutty little mouth.” The three men looked up at her, their faces smiling and then even more contorted in pleasure as they took in what she was saying. She loved the effect she had on them.
Anna approached Miss Pussycat. One of her breasts was out, and Anna pulled the other one out, grabbing them both in big fistfuls as she leaned over her. She bent at the waist rather than the knees so that she could show her pussy and ass to the crowd behind her, who cheered at her joining in.
Anna was still so horny, still wanted her release so badly, that she decided to get even more daring. She pushed Jake aside from Miss Pussycat’s mouth and replaced his cock with her cunt, shoving her pussy onto the other woman’s face and forcing her to lick her clit. She opened her legs wide, resting one foot on the woman’s back so as to shove her cunt deeper onto the slutty mouth.
“Hey now,” Jake objected, though she could see on his face that he was pleased at her initiative.
She looked him straight in the eye and said, “Fuck me instead.”
And he did. Positioning himself behind Anna, he pushed inside of her ass as Miss Pussycat continued to lick at her cunt.
And then the other two guys started coming together. She wasn’t sure who started first, but it seemed like a ripple effect overcame them, and suddenly they were both pushing into her, moaning and groaning and throbbing their release into her cunt and ass simultaneously. Miss Pussycat groaned too, and then began to shriek, the pulsing in both of her holes at once sending her spinning off the edge into orgasm as well.
“Oh fuck,” she gasped around Anna’s cunt, but Anna continued shoving herself onto the woman’s face. The tongue licked distractedly at her as her body throbbed with the waves emanating from her clit.
The two men slowed and then pulled out of Miss Pussycat, and Anna saw cum dribbling out of her holes. The sight of her used and spent was so sexy. Jake seemed to think so too, and the thrusting into Anna’s ass got faster, more intense.
And when Miss Pussycat licked her and then shoved two fingers up inside her cunt, it felt like Jake was touching her from one side and the woman from the other, filling her completely and pushing into each other from both sides. She felt overwhelmed with the sensations, and she realized she was closing her eyes at the intensity of the pleasure.
Opening her eyes again, Anna forced herself to look at the crowd. All those expectant faces staring at her, all those nameless, anonymous students watching her get thoroughly fucked, sent her over the edge too. Staring straight at all the men and women who had come to watch her, she screamed out her first throb of pleasure, moving her hips to hit just the right spot on the girl’s tongue. Jake grabbed her tits from behind as she came, and then she felt him begin to come as well, gushes of hot liquid filling her ass with every thrust. It heightened her orgasm to know that this hot man was filling her with his seed while all these people watched on.
Finally, almost unable to breathe, the throbbing subsided, and Jake pulled out of her ass. Drops of his cum oozed out of her, and she smiled.
Sore and almost unable to move, she turned around and showed her dripping ass to the crowd. The din in the room had already been loud, but now it was almost unbearable. Everyone cheered and clapped and whistled and yelled all at once. Finally, Anna turned back around and collapsed into her chair, pulled her tits back into the bra of her costume.
Sounding out of breath, Jake said into the microphone, “Wow. That was intense. But I think we have a clear winner… The devil has the sexiest, sluttiest costu
me of all.”
Anna burst into smile as the crowd cheered again.
Miss Pussycat came over and shook her hand, and Anna could see the glistening of her own juices on the other woman’s face.
“Thank you for that,” Anna said about the orgasm, and Miss Pussycat smiled, then leaned down and kissed her deeply. Anna could taste herself on the girl’s lips and tongue, and even after the immensely satisfying orgasm she’d had, she found it super sexy.
“So what’s the prize?” Anna asked Jake, though she didn’t really care.
“A thousand dollars,” he said, sounding surprised. “Didn’t you know?”
“What? No!” she said.
“I thought that’s why everyone was participating,” Jake said. “They just wanted the money.”
“Not me,” Anna said. “I just wanted to win. I just wanted to be the sluttiest.” She smiled at him.
He handed her a check, and again the crowd cheered, then started to disperse. Jake paused, then said away from the microphone, “There’s another prize too. You get to spend the night here with me.”
Anna could tell he’d made that one up on the spot, but she was thrilled. A night with Jake at the mansion? To be the one to stay with him after his epic Halloween party? There was nothing that could’ve made her happier.
Except for, perhaps, one thing: “Can I bring my friend?” she asked.
A smile spread over Jake’s face. “Of course you can.”
“And Miss Pussycat can come too.” Anna looked up at the woman, who was watching them, and she saw that Miss Pussycat liked this idea too.
“Find me again at the end of the night,” Jack said, then leaned down to kiss her one last time before disappearing into the crowd.
Sharing Her Best Friend’s Boyfriend
“So what are you going to wear to the Halloween party?” Melissa asked eagerly.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Lucy said. She was looking forward to Jake’s Halloween party — she always did — but dressing up made her feel silly. “Can’t I just go as myself?”
Melissa rolled her eyes. “You have to find a costume,” she said firmly. “It doesn’t have to be much, but at least wear a mask or something.”
“What are you going to wear?” Lucy asked, trying to change the subject.
“Oh, it’s great!” Melissa gushed. “I’m going to be a bird — but like, a sexy bird.
Lucy raised her eyebrows skeptically at her best friend.
“No, really. I have these beautiful rainbow wings, and this really skimpy, shimmery dress. I made the wings myself. I’ve been working on them for weeks!”
That was definitely more dedication than Lucy could handle. Historically, she had made her Halloween costumes at the last minute, if it all.
But Melissa seemed set on Lucy going in disguise.
“You can pretend to be someone else,” she said. “It’s fun. Just for one night, don’t you want to be someone else?”
Lucy thought about it. The only person she wanted to be was Melissa. Melissa was the prettiest girl she knew, the prettiest at the whole university, she thought. And as if that weren’t enough, she was dating the most beautiful man Lucy had ever laid eyes on. Chris was 22, two years older than Lucy and Melissa, and Lucy could never take her eyes off him. For Chris’s part, however, he didn’t seem to know that Lucy existed.
Chris and Melissa had been dating for about a year, and Lucy had been lusting after him that entire time, if not longer. In fact, she hadn’t slept with anyone else that whole year — because the only person she wanted was Chris. And the only person she couldn’t have? Chris.
“Will Chris be at the party?” Lucy asked Melissa, feigning that she was just making small talk.
“Yeah, I’m meeting him there,” Melissa said, and Lucy frowned. “Meeting him there” meant that Melissa was going to ditch Lucy as soon as they walked in the door. No big surprise, really, but it was frustrating.
Lucy noticed the worry lines on Melissa’s face then, and asked her friend, “is everything alright?”
Melissa sighed. “Yeah, I think it’s fine. I guess I just —” She shook her head, as though trying to shake away unpleasant thoughts. “I think it will be good for me and Chris to spend some time together just having fun,” she finished.
“What do you mean — you don’t have fun anymore?” Lucy persisted.
Melissa frowned. “No, we do…” Her voice trailed off. “Sometimes I just wonder…”
Lucy stared at her friend. “Melissa, you can tell me if something is wrong. I’m the last person who would ever go spreading gossip or trying to hurt you.”
“Oh, I know,” Melissa said quickly. Lucy and Melissa had been friends since the first day of freshman year, over two years ago. Since then, they had been extremely close, even if Melissa had been spending more time with Chris in the past year than Lucy would’ve preferred.
“It’s just…” Melissa started again. “Sometimes I worry that he’s cheating on me.” She said the last sentence all in a rush, as though she needed to get it out before she could stop herself.
Lucy gasped. “Cheating on you? No way! Chris loves you. He’s loyal. He would never do something like that.” She wasn’t sure whether she was reassuring her friend or reassuring herself that the object of her affection for the past year couldn’t possibly be doing anything wrong.
“Yeah…” Melissa said. “You’re probably right.”
Lucy looked at her watch then and realized it was time for her to get to class. “I’ll call you later,” she said to Melissa. “We can talk about costumes some more.”
But when Lucy called Melissa that afternoon, she could tell immediately that something was wrong.
“I can’t go to the Halloween party,” Melissa said. “I have to go home.”
“What’s wrong?” Lucy asked immediately. She knew that her friend didn’t like going back home, and there was no way she would miss Jake’s Halloween party unless it were for something very important. Certainly not after she’d put all that time and energy into making her costume.
“It’s fine,” Melissa said. “Just some family stuff. Everyone’s okay, but I need to be there.”
“I’m sorry to hear it,” Lucy said. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Actually…there is one thing,” Melissa said.
“Anything!”
“Will you keep an eye on Chris at the party?” Melissa asked. “I’m sure I’m being ridiculous, but I would just feel so much better if I knew that someone were watching to make sure he wasn’t…you know…”
A smile spread across Lucy’s face, and she was glad they were talking on the phone so her friend couldn’t see her. “Sure, no problem,” she reassured Melissa. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t even talk to any other women.”
“Thanks, Lucy,” Melissa said. “You’re such a good friend. I’m so disappointed to miss the party, though! All that work on my costume for nothing.”
“Yeah, that sucks,” Lucy said consolingly.
“Wait!” Melissa said suddenly. “Will you wear my costume?”
“What? I don’t know, Melissa…” Lucy said hesitantly.
“Come on. You don’t have a costume, and I have one I can’t wear. It’s perfect!” she said.
Lucy started to protest that she wasn’t really the dress-up type, but Melissa wouldn’t take no for an answer.