by Sophie Stern
All of it?
Doubt it.
"Holy shit," Anne says, fingering me faster. "You got really wet, you little slut. You like having all these guys watching me finger fuck you, don't you?"
I nod, but don't say anything.
Suddenly I feel my hair being pulled back so hard I think it might rip out of my head.
"Answer me when I speak to you," Anne firmly commands.
Tony pulls his finger out of my mouth and I nod.
"Yes," I say. "I like it when everyone watches you finger my wet slit."
"What do you think they want me to do to you next?"
"I think they want you to fuck me with the dildo until I cum," I tell her.
"Hmm, what do you think boys?" Anne releases my hair and circles Tony. A murmur of appreciation echoes throughout the room as Anne slips her arms around Tony and licks his neck, softly. Then she gives him a little bite and whispers to him.
"And what does Mr. Groom think?"
Tony just nods.
"Hmm?"
"You should fuck her," Tony says. "Fuck her with the dildo until she cums."
"That's not a bad idea," she says. "But should we make things a little interesting?"
"Yeah!" One of the guys calls out. "Make it dirtier!"
Anne smirks at me and reaches down to Tony's pants. With the flick of her hand, she unzips his fly and releases his cock. It's just inches from my mouth and every bit as big as I thought.
"Don't touch," she tells me with a smirk. "No matter how hard I make you cum, no matter how much you want to slide it down your throat, no matter how much you want to be fucking his cock instead of my toy, you don't get to touch it."
Chapter Nine
She's really doing this, I realize as she returns to her place behind me.
"Bend over more," she commands.
I lower myself a little more, inching my head closer to Tony's dick. I wonder if he knows how hard it is for me not to just stick my tongue out to taste. I've never been this close to a cock I wasn't going to suck. This is pure torture for me. Judging by the look on Tony's face, it's just as bad for him.
I open my mouth to protest, but then I close it, quickly, before his cock ends up in there. I can't take any chances.
And then I feel the soft nudge of the dildo at my entrance, and I lean back my head and bite my lip as it slides in. Anne has picked the perfect cock for me. It fills me completely.
"How's it feel, Baby?" She whispers to me in her dark, sultry voice. I can't help think of the time we took a shower together, how she's made me cum so hard, how I've licked her pussy. Images of our threesome with Bruce linger in my thoughts as she slides the dildo in and out of me.
It's not long before I'm close.
All eyes are on me as she continues to fuck me with her toy. I glance around the room briefly, catching the eyes of each man who is staring at me, as if to let them know that I'm in control. They may have come to the bachelor party for a show.
It's about to be a good one.
Bruce seems to have disappeared, but I know he's not far. I wonder if he'll be back in time to watch my pussy tingle and twitch and ache. Part of me hopes so. Part of me hopes not. There are already so many eyes on me right now. I wonder what they're all thinking.
They all want me and my juicy cunt. They want me naked and writhing in their beds, on their laps, licking their dicks harder than they've ever thought possible. They want me sliding around on their faces, letting them lick up my juices. They want me on my knees, dressed only in heels, letting them cum on my beautiful tits.
Tonight, it's only going to happen in their dreams.
Tonight, the only one I'm cumming for is Anne, and I'm close.
"Look how wet my dirty girl is," Anne comments, pumping the dildo in me faster.
I moan loudly and look up at Tony. One of his hands is in my hair again. The other is rubbing his cock. It's hard and alert and it wants me.
It needs me.
And for a brief second, I need it, too.
I lick my lips, preparing myself for the orgasm that's about to envelop me. My entire body feels warm and flushed. I'm not sure if it's from arousal or embarrassment or both, but right now I don't even care. I just care about getting my release.
Anne reaches forward and presses two wet fingers against my clit, flicking and rubbing it softly, pushing me over the edge of a cliff that's higher than I ever dreamed possible. I open my mouth and let out a feral moan as my pussy clenches the dildo and I explode into ecstasy.
My eyes are open and I'm staring at Tony as pleasure invades my entire being.
Without a flick of my tongue, his eyes begin to glaze over as his own body starts writhing with pleasure.
And he covers my face with his cum.
Chapter Ten
"Well?" Anne asks as she bounces out of the house and down the stairs. It's past 1am and we're just now leaving the house, Bruce in tow.
"Well, what?" I ask, shivering in the cool night air.
"What did you think?" She asks, eager to see my reaction.
"It was so crazy," I gush honestly. After my orgasm, the groom left to clean himself up and we didn't see him again. I'm guessing he passed out from sheer exhaustion. We spent the rest of the night giving lap dances and playing games, fucking each other, and drinking with the rest of the partygoers.
It was more scary and more exciting than I ever thought possible.
And I couldn't be more happy that I went through with it.
"You were stunning," Bruce comments with a soft smile. "You both were," he adds quickly, nodding to Anne. She grins. She's proud of the way she performed, and I am, too. We both worked hard and for something that was so insanely fun, we managed to earn nearly a grand between us.
"You never told me you managed girls," I say to Bruce, remembering Anne's earlier comment. "How often do you plan bachelor parties?"
"Often enough," he says, smiling. "I wouldn't say I 'manage girls.' I would say I'm a freelancer who happens to have a lot of friends who like to play around and get paid for having fun."
I think of all the women he knows from Bitter Jupiter, and I know exactly what he means.
Bruce is an exciting guy who leads a crazy life. His presence commands attention and I'm guessing most girls are more than happy to give it to him.
"I'll drive you girls home," he tells us, realizing how trashed we are, and he lets us in the back of his car.
As Anne and I curl up together in the backseat, I can't help but close my eyes and wonder what our next adventure is going to be.
I don't know where it'll be, who it'll be with, or what it will include, but I know without a doubt that it's going to be a good one.
Author
Sophie Stern is an erotic novelist who loves nothing better than curling up with a mystery or romance novel and reading ‘til the sun comes up. She lives in the Midwest with her husband who inspires her to try new things.
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