Forced Erotica

by Emmie Combs

  '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 which 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.

  Reward for Sex

  CHAPTER 1

  At school Mira Langley earned below average grades and her dismayed parents paid good money for after-school special coaching, to little avail. Mira just wasn't interested in becoming astutely knowledgeable so endeavored to learn only what she thought she needed to know. Her poor grades followed her into high school but at fifteen she began to grow taller and fill our rather rapidly and remarkably began to excel at sports, any sport that interested her.

  At High School graduation Mira accepted the inter-school zone trophy for the soccer team she captained, plus the prize for being the top scorer. She also accepted prizes for winning the senior female 60-meter and 110-meter hurdles, the javelin, open male and female small bore rifle championship, senior women's judo championship and set a new state high school record for points awarded in the 3-meter dive. And then accepting the Outstanding Sportsper
son of the Year award, Mira was described to acclaim as probably the most remarkable sportswoman who'd ever attended Halstead High in its 93-year existence and it was sad she would not be proceeding on to college to perhaps attain even higher performance acclaim.

  Mira's father Pete helped her carry her awards to the car and said, "Your mother and I remain very disappointed at your dismal academic performance. These sports trophies are very satisfying to some degree but to what purpose I ask you. Your sporting achievements are absolutely useless to you and us in real life. You don't even have sufficient qualifications to work in my store except to be janitor or work wrapping outward parcels or stock shelves."

  Mira's mother Pauline said, "Leave her Pete, the poor girl has heard you go through this bleating 100 times."

  Pete gesticulated in anger and dropped his keys that Mira lunged forward and caught them at knee level.

  Neither of her parents appeared to notice her exceptional reaction.

  Two miles from home Mira caught something on her left out of the corner of an eye.

  "Vehicle coming too fast ... brake hard dad."

  Pete reacted instinctively and braked hard but then released the pedal and said. "What the hell are you on about Mira?"

  At that moment a black car driven by a young kid with three of his buddies crammed in the front with him, flashed across the intersection doing perhaps three times the legal speed limit. It had been legally obliged to halt as the stop sign.

  "For fuck sake," said Peter, blasting the car horn. "That hoon could have killed us."

  "I never saw them coming," Pauline said, patted her chest. "I don't know how you did Mira?"

  Mira knew but also knew they weren't interested in hearing about it because it wasn't academic related. Her mom and dad operated a corner drug store and employed seven people. She'd never intended working for her parents because she knew she would have found that kind of work boring.

  Although the city and three nearby 'feeder' towns added up to a metropolitan area of 210,000 people, many of Mira's academic-achieving classmates regarded the city as boring and intended settling somewhere else after graduation. An exception was Jimmy Strong who like Mira wasn't going on to college or leaving town. His parents wanted him working in their dry-cleaning business. God how boring, Mira thought.

  However Jimmy himself wasn't boring. The tall and lean kid being a late-shaver because he was blond took Mira out a couple of times. She responded to him because he always could see the bright side to anything and was kind with a great laugh but she didn't see her future with him.

  On the second occasion they went to a movie early afternoon and when they were back on the street Jimmy said what about it?

  Thinking that would be okay, Mira checked to see they were on the same wavelength over something so significant. "What you mean have sex?"

  Jimmy looked at her intently and swallowed. "I meant should be go to a movie next Saturday afternoon but your suggestion is far more exciting."

  "Have you experienced sex?"

  Jimmy colored and told the pretty blonde the truth. "I've had bits and pieces of it but have never gone all the way, if you know what I mean."

  "Oooh I can't leave you caught in a limbo like that Jimmy. Come on we'll find some place and do it."

  "I-I was talking about a date next Saturday. Mom wants me home early because she is having visitors to dinner tonight."

  Mira stopped. "Well Jimmy you face a big decision: Do you go home to your mom now or have sex with me on possibly the only time it will be on offer from me?"

  Jimmy closed his eyes and pictured him mom clipping him over the ear, but not lethally, for being very late and then pictured himself roaring like a young lion over the sated nude athletic body of the very desirable Mira Langley.

  "I choose pussy," he groaned.

  Mira laughed and said he was funny.

  Stretched out on her back, her skirt pulled back over her belly and holding her panties, Mira said to the shaking Jimmy, "Shove it into the slit I'm about to hold open for you."

  "I know but what about tits?"

  "What about them?"

  "Aren't I supposed to fondle them to get you interested?"

  "Oh I'm very interested Jimmy although it looks a bit on the small side. Just push it in and start pumping. Mom has had me on the pill for a couple of years so you can mess inside me."

  "Are you sure?"

  "Yes and if you want me to gurgle in delight without pretence, just whisper to me how beautiful I am and how great you feel being in my cunt."

  "Cunt? You know and use that word?"

  "My previous statement speaks for itself Jimmy. Get cracking otherwise I'm off home."

  "Oh right. Here we go baby. I plan to shoot my semen into your stomach."

  "Try Jimmy but from what I understand that would be miraculous."

  Jimmy said indignantly he could hit the bathroom wall up to six feet away.

  "Enough of your disgusting confessions Jimmy... that's it... no get it right in before you pull back to begin pumping."

  They finished and rolled away to recover their breath.

  "How was I?"

  Although Mira was only eighteen and still acquiring sexual experience she slipped automatically into the response women have used over thousands of year of their sexual history: "I can honestly say you are the best."

  Jimmy's pigeon chest puffed out.

  "Wipe your dick and hurry home to mama. I'm capable of finding my own way home."

  "Mira may I say something personal?"

  "Yes Jimmy, just say it."

  "You are so good at it you ought to accept money."

  "Do you really think so?"

  "Yes Mira, you were amazing."

  "Then that will be ten bucks Jimmy."

  He looked dismayed. "But I only have ten left and that has to last me till mom gives me my allowance on Monday evening.

  Smiling sweetly Mira said that would be ten bucks and held out her hand.

  Jimmy paid out but his expression suggested he'd never fuck Mira again.

  "Hi darling," Pauline said as her smiling daughter entered the kitchen. "You look replete; have you eaten?"

  "No after the movie I was busy teaching Jimmy Strong how to fuck."

  "Keep your voice down," said her mom, glancing at the open door leading to the family room. "How was he?"

  "Quite good for a guy who's never had his dick up a female till this afternoon. He gave me ten bucks."

  Pauline was appalled. "God how insulting. That's getting it on the cheap."

  Mira screwed up her face and asked, "Then how much is it worth."

  Her mom went over and quietly closed the door and returned and continued to whisper.

  "In actual fact it's not worth very much but it works like art, the owner puts on an inflated value and waits until some sucker pays and like a painter of a portrait will ask for prepayment, women wishing to earn money for sex often demand pre-payment."

  "You seem to be well informed mom."

  Pauline checked that both doors into the kitchen were closed.

  "When I studied for my degree in pharmacy in North Carolina my parents were still scraping for money at that period and so I had to work but it was difficult finding work that also fitted in with my lecturers and personal study so I did it for money, thirty bucks a throw."

  "Jesus mom, thirty bucks just for a few minutes on your back?"

  "Watch your mouth darling. Many man take much longer than a few minutes and the going price at college today at a guess these days probably ranges from eighty to one hundred and fifty bucks."

  "Jesus."

  "Did Jimmy wear a condom?"

  "No."

  "Then come to the bathroom and I'll show you what you need to do to try to protect yourself thoroughly. My advice is to always make the guys wear a condom unless it's a lucrative sugar daddy. The bastards are doing it to get themselves off; most don't care a fuck about you."

  "Watch your mouth mom."
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  Mother and daughter giggled and went hand-in-hand out into the passage leading to the bathroom.

  Mira pleaded with her mother to give her tips about managing guys for money but Pauline refused. However she did tell her daughter if she wanted to earn some good money while waiting to find a suitable career opening she should approach Betty Lucas of Betty's Lingerie.

  "I went through college with Betty but don't be deceived and think butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. As a sideline she runs a small call girl operation using married women short of money. She mightn't want to engage you because you are young and single but you may tell her I suggested you talk to her. But that's all, say I suggested you talk to her. No way do I wish to have on my conscience I sent my daughter into prostitution."

  "But doing it just a few times for bucks isn't prostitution is it?"

  "Think what you like," Pauline sighed. "May we talk about something else?

  * * *

  "Hi Mrs Lucas."

  Mira watched the woman's eyes rake her body, probably out of habit sizing her for bra, panties, garter belt and stockings.

  "Good morning young lady. I must tell you I don't fit or sell. You must engage with one of my assistants."

  "I need to have a business discussion."

  "Oh in that case come through."

  Betty sat Mira and then closed the door.

  Mira blurted, "I'm seeking casual work as a call girl to earn a few bucks while waiting to find a career opening."

  "Young lady I have no idea what you're talking about."

  "I'm Mira, eighteen, a recent high school graduate and you know my mother Pauline Langley or Pauline Brandon as she was when at university with you."

  "Oh dear Pauline. Yes and you have excelled on her looks and body shape. Pauline is a regular customer of mine. I can't believe she'd send you here on the inquiry you just made with me."

  "She didn't actually send me. I said I could make money through sex while trying to find a career opening that interests me. She asked was I serious at being a call girl and I said yes and she gave me your name and said I should talk to you. And that's her only involvement."