BDSM EROTICA: A Hot, Hardcore Anthology
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Becky gave both Vanessa and Adam a reassuring smile and then continued. The final page is a list of acts that you will and will not agree to. A few things we do not allow are bestiality, scat play, or bloodplay. And of course, everyone is to be of legal age, but that’s a given I would assume.”
Vanessa glanced over at Adam and was amused to see his impassive expression had turned into a slight frown. Her sweetheart may have broadened his horizons sexually over the past few months, but she was comforted knowing he could still be shocked.
“All right. We’ll look these over.” Vanessa accepted the clipboard from Becky’s outstretched hand.
“Good. Robert and I will be back in twenty minutes and then maybe we can all go out for drinks?” Becky looked hopefully from Vanessa to Adam and then back again.
Vanessa glanced over at Adam who shrugged and nodded his approval of drinks. “That sounds great...thanks.”
Once the other couple left, closing the door to the office firmly behind them, Vanessa turned to her husband with the clipboard in hand. Catching his eye, she gave him a coy smile, thrusting the clipboard listing dozens of sexual acts on it towards him. “Well, I guess it’s time to decide what we’re going to allow ten horny marines do to me.” She held her breath hoping he’d take her teasing with good nature.
The corners of his mouth started to rise into a smile, but he forced himself to keep a stern expression as he held his hand out for the list. ‘‘Yes, let’s.”
* * * *
“Are you certain you want to do this?” Vanessa didn’t seem very excited about the prospect of the session which would be taking place in a few minutes’ time. He’d come to terms with the fact this was something she wanted to do; a part of him had actually grown excited over the idea. In a few minutes there would be a bunch of men fighting over the woman he would ultimately be taking home. When he looked at it that way, it didn’t seem all that bad, because he knew, without a doubt, when all was said and done she was his. Always.
She took a deep breath in and released it, her eyes fixing onto his. “Yes, but only if you’re certain this isn’t going to change the way you feel about me.”
Her pleading eyes touched him. Leaning over her, he kissed her softly on the lips. “I promise. Nothing could ever change the way I feel about you.”
“Good. I love you, Adam.”
“Love you too, baby.”
He had just gotten the words out of his mouth when a knock sounded at the door of the small office they were in. The gangbang was taking place at a pool hall. The company had rented the place for the night. He doubted there would be many games of billiards going on.
“We all ready?” Becky asked as she peeked her head into the room.
“Ready,” Vanessa confirmed.
“All right.” Opening the door fully, Becky extended her hand to Adam. “Come on, handsome, we need to get you a front row seat for the event.”
Giving his wife one last look and a reassuring smile, he caught her eyes and she nodded. She wanted this and God help him, he wanted it now as well. “I’ll see you soon, baby.”
“I do want this,” she assured him a final time, before Becky gave his hand a tug and led him from the room.
* * * *
Vanessa was so nervous, she felt as though she were going to vomit. Becky led her into the main room, on all fours, with a leash that was attached to a thick black collar around her neck. Aside from the collar, Vanessa was completely nude as she crawled behind her mistress.
As soon as the men, all of whom were already naked, took notice of Vanessa and her mistress, the chattering stopped and was replaced by a series of cheers, whistles and crude comments.
“Hello, boys,” Becky addressed the crowd as she led Vanessa up several stairs and onto the stage in the middle of the room.
Upon arrival on the stage there were more cheers.
As Vanessa glanced around at the men in the room, some of which were beginning to form erections of varying sizes, she felt a shiver of anticipation run through her and her pussy immediately reacted. The men were buff, all muscle and energy. She gulped down a lump that was beginning to form in her throat. How in the hell was she going to survive being ravaged by such fine men?
Vanessa noticed the hook hanging from the ceiling. It was a tradition the gangbang always began with a ceremonial dual penetration fucking before the woman was unhooked and given to the men to do with as they pleased. Apparently today was no exception.
Her eyes scanned the room and immediately caught sight of her husband. He was also without clothing, his eyes fixated on her, his jaw clenched, and his cock hardening. Their eyes locked for a moment before a tug on the collar had Vanessa lifting her eyes to meet her mistress’s blue ones.
“Sit up, cunt! Let them get a good look at you.”
“Look at those tits. Fucking amazing!” a voice to her left yelled out. Vanessa was surprised to feel her face flush. It had been too long since she’d had someone speak like that in reference to her. She wanted to turn her head to see the face behind the voice, but knew better. Becky demanded obedience.
Cheers sounded.
“I call first shot in her ass!” a voice from behind her called.
Becky walked around Vanessa, placing herself behind her. Bending down, she slid her hands down Vanessa’s chest to cup her generous breasts, palming them. “Don’t worry, boys, you’ll all have a turn at this one.”
Vanessa’s pussy began to throb and she moaned softly as Becky’s fingers rolled her nipples between them, pinching and teasing until her they became two long, tight peaks. Becky smelled so sweet, like strawberries and peaches. Her scent brought vivid memories of their time together, of how good it felt with Becky’s tongue licking her. How beautiful she looked eating her out. The throbbing between her legs increased.
“Fuck yeah. Make the bitch eat you out!”
A round of cheers signaling the other men’s approval sounded.
Mmmm. Yes, she’d like that.
Becky’s torture of her nipples stopped and she slipped her hand to Vanessa’s mound. Spreading the lips of her pussy, Becky slipped a finger along her drenched slit. Becky’s finger glistened with Vanessa’s juices as she brought it up to eye level. “Suck it,” she commanded of Vanessa.
Taking Becky’s perfectly manicured finger into her mouth, Vanessa took it sucked hard, rolling her tongue around. Hearing her mistress’s voice hitch as she seductively sucked gave her a sense of power and satisfaction.
“I have something you can suck, baby!” a man in front of her yelled, stroking his massive cock as he did. A round of cheers and whistles followed his comment.
“Lick her!” another yelled. More cheers that turned into a chant. Over and over a harmony of male voices called out. Lick her, lick her, lick her.
“Just like old times, Vanna,” Becky whispered into Vanessa’s ear, using the old nickname she had given her and sending goosebumps up and down her arms. Standing, she walked back around to where she was facing Vanessa. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her black spandex shorts, she slowly peeled them down her hips, to reveal her clean shaven pussy to Vanessa. With the shorts at her heels she stepped out of them and tossed them into the crowd of men. One particularly large man snatched them up and brought them to his nose, inhaling.
Vanessa licked her bottom lip in anticipation of Becky’s sweet pussy. It had been over five years — close to six — since she’d tasted pussy and a part of her was overjoyed at the prospect. She was nearly as eager to bury her face in Becky’s cunt as she was to have the group of beautiful, naked men filling each of her orifices, and coming all over her body. Her pussy clenched and she moaned softly at the thought, her juices pooling between her legs.
“Lick it good, whore,” Becky ordered. Hooking her leg over Vanessa’s shoulder, she fisted her dark hair and roughly pulled her face into her wet, sweet cunt.
“Fucking gorgeous!” a man yelled from behind her.
Spreading her pussy lip
s with her fingers, Vanessa eagerly buried her face into her long-time friend. Becky’s juices covered her face as she ran her tongue along her slit. Becky moaned and thrust against Vanessa’s mouth. Spreading her soft folds wider she thrust her tongue deep into Becky’s warm core.
“Wanna share a taste, baby?” yet another voice yelled. More cheering and then she heard the sound of someone groaning loudly, shouting obscenities as he did.
My first satisfied customer, Vanessa couldn’t help herself from thinking as she continued to piston her tongue in and out, while rolling Becky’s swollen clit between her fingers. Becky, began to fuck her mouth with much more vigour and the sounds of the men seemed to get drowned out by the soft sighs and moans coming from Becky.
“Someone get up here and make this whore come for me,” Becky groaned out. Her hands tightened into Vanessa’s hair, pulling painfully.
Seconds later, Vanessa felt the presence of a man behind her, but she didn’t stop to see who. The new arrival slid a hand between her legs from behind and thrust two thick fingers deep into her wet pussy. She groaned against Becky’s slick flesh at the sudden invasion as he began to finger fuck her, stroking her inner wall. His other hand wrapped around her and palmed her breast, pinching her nipple roughly. She winced, but the pain only added to the sensations running through her body.
God, oh God! Fucking amazing! She felt empowered, exhilarated, egged on by the cheers and shouting marines. She’d forgotten how good it felt to be in this situation. She’d forgotten how much she missed it. For a moment she’d even forgotten about Adam sitting across from her as she was swept up into feelings of immense pleasure as she joined Becky in her rapidly ascending journey towards a climax.
“Oh, fuck you’re a tight one, baby,” a deep male voice groaned into her ear, his hard muscled chest pressing against hers. His hand left her breast and he grasped his cock. A soft slapping sound notified her that he was jacking off against her back. She began to gyrate back against him, teasing and taunting. Begging him to enter her ass, quick and without mercy.
She moaned as she came closer and closer to the brink. Becky was also about to reach her climax. Her moans became louder and more frequent and her thrusts against Vanessa’s mouth came with more force.
The stranger’s fingers became more insistent, moving in and out faster, harder. Her body became a bundle of nerves. She wanted the stranger’s cock so bad, it pained her. She was on the brink, moments away from giving in to the sweet temptation. And just as she was about to let go, Becky cried out, slamming her groin against Vanessa’s mouth and releasing.
Vanessa quickly followed suit. Her body tensed and as she bucked once more back against the stranger, her pussy released in an intense orgasm, making her cry out, coating his hand with a layer of her juices.
“Oh fuck yeah!” he groaned behind her, seconds before he began to coat her back with a series of cum shots.
Taken by the Marines - Chapter 4
Adam watched on, his cock rock solid, but he had yet to begin stroking himself to the show before him. A part of him — the possessive part — wanted to march up onto the stage, grab Vanessa’s elbow and pull her from the stage and away from prying eyes. But there was another part of him that was aroused; so aroused, he was comfortable in this new, unorthodox situation. He felt a sense of pride with regards to the fact so many men lusted after her. He reassured himself that regardless of whatever happened tonight, he’d be the one taking her home.
He was the one she wanted.
He was the one she loved and needed.
Seeing her licking the blonde woman to orgasm had him so excited, he was certain if he indeed touched himself he’d have blown his load right then and there. As it was there were several men who had already jerked themselves to satisfaction.
When Becky stepped back from Vanessa, his cock jerked once more at the sight of his beautifully erotic wife. She was panting, her generous breasts bouncing with each intake of breath. One of the men was crouched behind her, his mouth on her neck and hand cupping her mound. His eyes wandered up to her face, which was flushed, her blue eyes wide, and her mouth and chin glistening with Becky’s juices.
Damn, he wanted her. He wanted to fuck her while the men cheered them on. He gritted his teeth, attempting to calm the storm within him. He knew there were bodyguards around if things got out of control, but he still felt like he needed to keep alert — just in case.
* * * *
“Thank you, baby.” Becky nodded towards the man who had just come over Vanessa’s back and reluctantly he stood, nodded and made his way from the stage. “I need another volunteer,” Becky called out as the first man leapt from the stage. A man who appeared to be the youngest of the group raised his hand and anxiously made his way to the stage and jumped up.
Vanessa’s eyes caught Adam’s and the fire within her flared up, seeing the hunger in his eyes and his massive erection. He was enjoying this. A wave of relief washed over her and her need for him intensified. She had had reservations on whether or not it was a good idea to do this, but now she knew they had made the right decision.
Her hands being cuffed and jerked upwards shifted her attention from her husband and to the marine who was lifting her to her feet and hooking her now joined wrists to the overhead hook. Once strung up, she found herself dangling from the ceiling, her bare feet just barely touching the floor. The stress on her arms made them ache slightly, but the position of having her hands over her head pushed her breasts out beautifully.
Robert came up to the stage and passed a leather strap and something else to Becky and then scampered off to take up his position at back of the room.
“Here.” Becky passed the young man the strap. He looked down at them and then back to her for further instructions. “I want to see her backside nice and red.” She turned around to face the men. “Do you men want to see this naughty bitch punished?”
“Fuck yeah!” one yelled out. Cheers and whistles sounded.
“I just want to fuck her,” another yelled, followed by the laughter of a number of men.
Grinning, Becky turned back to face Vanessa. She then used the nipple clamps her husband had passed her, adjusting the tightness until Vanessa moaned and cringed. She had adjusted them just tight enough that there was a mixed sensation of both pleasure and pain rushing through Vanessa which ended with a throbbing between her legs.
“I want you counting each time he whips you. Understand?” Becky asked.
Vanessa gulped back the fear she was beginning to feel. I can stop this at any time. I can stop this at any time. I just have to say the safeword and its over, she kept reciting to herself as she nodded her consent.
Becky nodded to the young marine with the strap in hand. “Show that tight ass no mercy marine.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
The words had barely left the young man’s mouth when Vanessa was struck by the first assault to her backside. She cried out, the sting burning the flesh of her bottom. She gasped. “One!”
A second assault hit, slightly harder than the first and bringing tears to her eyes. “Two.” Becky stepped off to her side, but slipped her hand between Vanessa’s legs. Finding her clit, she began to stroke the swollen nub as the whipping continued.
A third and a forth came, resulting in a loud slapping sound of leather on flesh. As he continued to assault her ass with the strap, the sting turned to a throbbing and her screams became moans. The nipple clamps, the men’s yelling and cheers, Becky’s teasing of her clit and the sting of her bottom were all assaulting her senses and sending tiny spasms through her body.
The pleasure, the pain. Ohmy! Vanessa closed her eyes and she found herself sobbing and moaning at the same time as she screamed out “Five! Six! Seven!”
When she called out ten, she heard Becky yell something and the beatings stopped. Her heart was in her chest and her heartbeat racing. Opening her eyes back up, her gaze immediately sought out Adam’s. He was staring directly at her. His expression
was intense, his body looked tense, as if he was deciding if he was going to jerk himself off or stop what was going on up stage.
“Good girl,” she heard Becky whisper, as she cupped Vanessa’s chin in her hand and grazed her lips against hers.
“I fuckin’ love lesbians, man!” yet another voice yelled out.
“Fuck yeah!” another confirmed.
Vanessa moaned and parted her lips, allowing Becky’s tongue entry into her mouth. Her juices, which were forming between her legs, began to drip down her inner thighs. The kiss lasted less than a minute before Becky was stepping away, leaving Vanessa breathless and wanting more.
More cheers. Another groan of what could be assumed to be another man finding his release at his own hand.
Relieving the young marine of the strap, she ushered him from the stage and called upon the twins. Vanessa’s blue eyes widened as two identical looking stunning men made their way on stage. Both men were just over six feet tall, with large, well-defined muscles, strong square jaws, sexy dark eyes and gigantic cocks.
Vanessa’s eyes widened as she stared at their massive erections. Holy fuck! One of those is going in my ass! She was sure it could easily rip her apart. Adam was large, but these cocks were gigantic. She squirmed uncomfortably.
“Fuck her good, Carson,” a shout came from the crowd.
The twin to her left grinned as he walked around her to position himself at her rear.
“You two know what to do,” Becky informed them as she jumped from the stage, her naked breasts bouncing. “Once they finish with her, she’ll be fair game for the rest of you.” A round of cheers sounded from the men and a new chant began. Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!
The other twin stepped up in front of her, capturing her eyes with his. “Ma’am.” He nodded and gave her a slight smile. Although his smile was friendly his eyes were hungry and intense. The look he gave her sent a chill down her spine and the throbbing between her legs intensified.
Wasting no time he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up onto his waist. In one quick, smooth motion he thrust his thick cock deep into her, stretching her further than she imagined. She groaned loudly, feeling the fullness he was giving her.