I couldn't help it any longer and I let go to the satisfaction he gave me. He finally could take it no longer and with one final brutal clutch of my ass cheeks, he sank his full length inside of me as the head of his cock expanded and filled me with his hot cum mixing with his son's. My body still shook from my orgasm and I could feel each of his pumps of sperm hitting me inside. My arms and legs were wrapped around him and I impulsively ground my hips forward to take in as much as I could.
We calmed a few minutes later and he sat me back on the counter before pulling his limp drained cock from my gaping pussy. Some of his cum ran out of me like a river and onto the floor. Some of the thicker sticky cum remained plastered around my labia. I felt satisfied and completely spent. He let me down and I felt like a newborn deer as my legs touched the floor and wobbled below me. Mitch laughed as his cum-covered cock grew limp before my eyes. It already appeared much smaller than what I felt inside.
"Clean me up you whore." Mitch commanded.
I don't know what came over me. I didn't think. Complying with his orders, I fell to my knees and gobbled the full length of his cock in my mouth. My hands unconsciously rubbed my pussy as I licked and swallowed his salty cum. Now it filled my pussy and my stomach. Somehow, my concern for not being on the pill faded and everything felt so erotic, feminine, and sensual knowing their warm cum swam inside of me.
"That is such a good girl" he said as he caressed my hair.
After I finished, I stood up thinking we were done now that they had both father and son had their turns with me. That was when I realized we were no longer alone. Three new guys entered the garage and were now standing, naked, only a few feet away from where Mitch had just finished fucking me.
I stood there, naked, sweaty, filthy, weak, full of cum, and well fucked. My hair and makeup were a total mess, but now I realized...I wasn't done.
They didn't say anything but simply stared at me. The first was an older black guy who had a cock the size of Mitch's. The second guy was younger and even younger than I was. He had long brown hair, fairly skinny, and had an average sized cock. The third guy was a just few years older with short spiked black hair. He was tanned and had a very strong and muscular body with a bigger than average cock. All three guys massaged their cocks and they obviously had one thing on their mind; that was my body.
I felt numb and light headed and I froze. I wanted to protest. I wanted to yell and ask what the fuck they were doing. Nothing happened. Nothing came out. Part of me didn't want to make them mad. The other part of me feared they wouldn't fuck me. I didn't feel like I had any choice anyway. I knew even if I tried to run, they would catch me and just have their way with me. There was no stopping the inevitable freight train coming my way.
The skinny guy was the first to step forward. His eyes looked right through me and he charged forward with a strong sense of purpose. His cock stood straight at attention and looked ready to burst. I cringed back bracing for what was about to happen.
He grabbed my by the shoulders and whispered in my ear, "I never liked sloppy seconds...or thirds... but I'll make an exception in your case."
He didn't take his time at all and he spun me around on my heels bending me over the bench where Mitch had just finished fucking me moments earlier. It still had his warm cum dribbling down the edge. My ass stuck out for everyone's view and he took only a second to glide his hands over my ass before ramming his cock inside of me. I jumped and squealed as he penetrated me. My pussy was wet from a combination of my own wetness mixing with Bobby's and Mitch's cum still inside. I could feel it squish around inside of me and leak out as he rammed his dick in and out of my hole.
I frantically grabbed the bench for support as he pummeled me from behind. My breasts pressed against the counter top as he unyieldingly pressed me down against the hard surface. After only a few minutes, he stopped. He didn't cum yet, but he pulled out keeping his raging hard on. As he stood me up, I found they wanted to share me. The strong muscular guy was standing to the side with his cock in hand.
The skinny guy grabbed my shoulders and turned me towards the other guy. As the skinny guy grabbed my hips, the muscular guy grabbed my head and pulled me down towards his cock jabbing it into my mouth. He didn't taste sweaty or dirty like the others. He was clean and actually smelled nice. I let out another yelp as the guy behind me rammed back inside of me.
They took turns bouncing me back and forth and they found a rhythm where the guy behind me would thrust in and then the guy in front of me would pull me forward onto his cock. I couldn't keep up as they got more forceful and I gagged on the guy's cock pushing it to the side. He grabbed my head to put it back in when I took a hold of it and started sucking properly. He quickly let go and allowed me to continue at my pace.
The thrusts from behind made me bounce and added to my movements up and down on the guy's cock but before I could get anywhere, the guy behind pulled back out again. I stood up becoming light headed and saw that the black guy wanted a turn as well. I was sweating and breathing very heavily. I felt I couldn't catch my breath.
I stood there like a statue waiting for my instructions. The black guy took my by the hand and walked to my car. He laid back on the hood with his cock standing straight like a flagpole. He turned me and then pulled me backwards towards his cock.
I pivoted my hips trying to align my pussy but he held my hips in place and then pulled my ass cheeks apart. I almost immediately realized he was starting to press his cock into my ass. I jumped in shock but his grip locked in place. I struggled and squirmed but it was useless he held his cock at my rear entrance and forced me down pressing harder and harder until I felt his tip slip inside.
I put my hands down against him and tried all I could to push myself away from his attack but to no avail. He sensed my resistance and just pulled harder and harder until I could feel more of his member slide inside of me. It was a completely new feeling as it was something I never tried before. Not only was he trying to fuck me in the ass, but his cock was huge. It hurt, but I relaxed more to ease the pain and found him slipping completely inside.
I then figured why he chose this position. The muscular guy stepped up in front of me and while I was being fucked in the ass, he was able to aim his cock directly at my cunt and slide inside. I felt completely filled and like I was being split into two. The guy in my ass pushed up on my hips to slide me up and down on his cock. The guy in front grabbed my hips and pulled me up onto his cock. I barely put any effort to move and they simply used and manipulated my body to fulfill their needs.
The skinny guy came to my side and started rubbing his cock on my breast and my face. His cock was wet from fucking me and oozed precum from the tip sticking to my skin. I felt a sense of obligation and I took him in my mouth tasting the mixture of my wetness and semen all over it. Soon, all three were fucking me in every hole they could find.
I'm not sure if it was the rhythm of their thrusts or the sheer erotic feelings of being fucked three ways at the same time, but I could actually feel another orgasm building up. This had never happened before. I was usually lucky to get one. But this felt different and started as a small smolder inside of me. As they pounded me more and more, the fire built stronger inside becoming an inferno inside. It then overwhelmed me and I could feel the ripples of pleasure emanate from my toes up my legs and through my body. My toes curled. I sucked hard on his cock and shut my eyes tight. I couldn't take it and just released to its wishes.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD....YES! OH YES! FUCK ME...I'M CUMMING!"
I panted and howled as my first multi-orgasm shook me to my core. It became too much for the guy in front of me who soon started fucking me harder and harder until he suddenly sank his full length inside spewing his semen as deep as he could. I sucked so hard that the skinny guy held my face and pumped his cum in my mouth, which I quickly swallowed. The guy in my ass also was done and pulled me down as much as he could pumping his seed deep in my body as well.
I carried semen in every part of my b
ody from five different guys. I was filthy. I was dirty. I felt so used. I felt like their whore. At the same time, it was the most erotic feelings I have ever felt. The two guys pulled out of me and walked away. The black guy pushed me up off him and onto my feet. I could feel their cum seep from my crotch and run down my legs.
I was dazed and felt drunk and high. They didn't drug me, but I felt completely dazed and disoriented and almost didn't know where I was. Mitch walked up to me snapping me from my fog as he squeezed my cheeks making me look at him.
"Now listen here girly...you done real good. You can take your car and get out of here." He said as he dangled my keys in front of my face.
"And don't think about trying to go to the cops or anything. It is your word against ours and I have a little ace in my back pocket." He pointed up to the corner of the garage at a camera with a small red light on the side.
"We have the whole thing on tape. All our fucking...and...all your cumming." He emphasized with a soft poke to my bare stomach. "There is no way you can claim we did anything you weren't willing to do. If you do anything, we are going to post this all around your school so your friends and family get to watch how much of a whore you are."
I sheepishly nodded in solemn compliance as he held my chin. Bobby opened my car door and tossed my shirt and my skirt inside.
"I'm going to keep these...to remember you by." Bobby said as he held my panties to his nose.
They didn't even give me a chance to get dressed before Bobby hit the button on the wall lifting the garage door. The sun was down and I had no idea how much time had passed. I wearily climbed into my car while still nude and started it. I wanted to get out of there. I pulled out and squealed down the street.
The first chance I got, I pulled into an empty parking lot and parked. I was in shock at what had happened. I finally came down off my high and I realized where I was and what had happened. Surprisingly, I didn't feel any regret from it. Nothing at all like that. In fact, I felt...empowered...in some weird way. I used my body and fucked my way out of a really big bill. Didn't have to pay a cent and got my car fixed for nothing but some fucking. And...it was fun for me at the same time.
Without realizing it, my hand drifted down in between my legs and I could feel the gobs of cum oozing out. I rubbed my clit a little thinking of what they did and how good it felt. I pulled my hand up and their cum stuck to my fingers.
That night, I discovered how using sex to get what I wanted wasn't that bad. It can be fun too. Ever since that day, I found new ways to use sex to get my ways. It didn't work all the time. But the more I did, the better I got. I also found ways to get better grades and raises at work. I also never had to pay for another car repair.
But those are other stories.
The End.
Ashley's First Job
Ashley had been working at her first real "grownup job" for 2 months. She had been hired straight out of college as the "Admin Assistant/receptionist/general dogsbody "for a small IT security firm. The interview process had been fairly lengthy-in the current job market, any firm hiring could afford to be picky. She had been convinced that she had no chance, since she had no related experience, but was called back for a second interview, and informed that she would be filmed for the interview, and would be expected to wear the uniform provided.
So, she showed up, changed into the outfit provided, nothing too remarkable, save the extreme tightness of everything, and the shoes were sexy but WAY too high-heeled to wear to work. She was asked to read certain phrases, walk around the room, then bend over the desk, and while standing, to type, awkwardly, in this position. It was odd, it felt more like a tryout for a film part than a test of her admin skills...
She left the interview having no idea how she had fared, and mentally prepared to hit the pavement as soon as she got home to see what else would turn up...
But when she got home, there was a job offer waiting for her in her inbox. She would start the following Monday...
At 22, she was newly-engaged, the youngest woman in the office, and certainly the most attractive. Sparkling, mischievous hazel eyes, full sensuous lips, lustrous auburn hair, and the body of a porn star-she was an undeniable asset to the company as she was the first person that any walkin visitors encountered. She dressed fairly conservatively, professionally, because she wanted to be taken seriously for her abilities, and she really didn't need to guild the lily. Plus, it wouldn't be productive to make the older women in the office hate her more than they already did...
"Ashley, I need to see you in my office, right after you lock up"
"Yes sir, Mr. Scott."
A few minutes after 5, she had shut down the computer, and locked the front entrance as directed. She walked down the hall and thru the antechamber where Mr. Scott's personal assistant, a total bitch named Julia, had worked. Ashley learned that Julia had been terminated over the past weekend. She found herself in Mr. Scott's spacious office. He sat behind an enormous desk, partially hidden from view by the three large monitors ranged on the gleaming desktop.
He rolled himself backward, away from his desk and imperiously beckoned her come around to his side of the desk. On the desk she noticed her copy of the employee manual, her signature across the cover page, and incongruously, a roll of duct tape. "I need you to look at something and then tell me what you think I should do, Ashley." Pointing to the center monitor, he motioned her into the space that he had just vacated. She bent forward slightly, uncomfortably aware that his face was very close to her ass, and peered at the screen.
To her horror and dismay, she saw her personal gmail inbox, [email protected].
"Open that one from someone named Josh , dated just today, if you please," he said silkily.
With trembling hands, she found the mouse and opened the mail. Immediately, as though pressurized, two large thumbnail jpgs of her unfolded on the screen . The pictures had been taken today in the car immediately after lunch.
"Download and open those please, Ms. Bruce."
She did as directed. In the first photograph she was displayed reclining in the passenger seat of her fiance's Scion XB. Her blouse was unbuttoned to below her bra, her jacket was pushed open, and the creamy tops of her breasts were nicely displayed above the sheer lacey bra. Her skirt had been hiked up just high enough to reveal the tops of her thigh highs. The coup de grace was her hands handcuffed behind her head...
The second photograph was taken just five minutes later. It was merely a close up her face. Semen was dripping from her lips, down her chin...
"Tell me, Ms. Bruce, was today some special occasion or do you make a habit of blowing men on your lunch break?"
"He is going away for three weeks. He sent me those pictures from the airport."
"Ahhh. Convenient," he said mysteriously.
"Now , Ms. Bruce, as you know, having just recently been hired, and no doubt having thoroughly read the employee handbook that you signed off on..." here he paused malevolently..."You KNOW that you are still in your probationary period where ANY infraction of company policy is sufficient grounds for termination..."
After a pregnant pause, he continued: "would you like to tell me what policies you have broken here?"
Miserably, robotically, she answered: "No personal business is ever to be conducted on company time. No non-approved application may ever be run on company computers. Accessing personal email is expressly forbidden...No inappropriate material may ever be viewed using company equipment..."
He clapped, "Bravo! That was verbatim! I see in addition to your obvious, uh, other assets you have a photographic memory...what a shame then that we come to this choice:"
From somewhere behind her he produced with a flourish two sheets of paper. Reaching around her so that his arms were encircling her hips, he placed the sheets side by side in front of her on the desk.
"This is a little like the scene in 'The Matrix'...on your right is a standard acceptance of termination letter. It is much like a dishonorable dis
charge in the military. So, if you choose to sign it, you will be lucky to get a job as a greeter at Walmart..."
Ashley began sobbing quietly .
"But on the left ," he continued, "is an acceptance of 'change of position' contract. IF you choose to sign it, you will in effect be signing away your freedom for the rest of the term of your probation...for roughly the next four months, you will, in effect become my paid slave. IF you choose to sign the acceptance letter, you will be forced to carry this..." here he produced a new iPhone..."with you at all times. You will be forced to do anything I say immediately, complying with alacrity and without hesitation, no matter how onerous, boring, or repugnant it may be. You will wear what I tell you to, and you will come and go only at my command. You will be required to arrange or provide transportation, accommodations and uh, entertainment , for clients and prospective buyers of this firm... If you do not comply immediately, you will receive immediate corporal punishment and likely termination... Do you understand?"
Ashley thought quickly, "I can stand anything for four months."
"Yes, Master."
"Oh very good. Then please sign the letter on the left. You really do have the ability to assess and execute...and I must say, I couldn't be more pleased. You may have wondered why, during your second interview, your were filmed wearing that particular costume, and required to leave your hair down? You were selected by an important suitor, a Japanese man with very particular tastes. We interviewed 30 girls for your position and you were the only one to meet his approval. So, my own feelings aside, I would have been very sorry to see you go..."
"Now, then..." he reached around her once again and hit some sequence of keys. Immediately the three monitors switched to three different views of her. Real time video. "...my first order is that you remove your blazer."
Still sniffling slightly after her bout of crying, she shrugged out of her jacket, and silently handed it back to him. She noticed that the monitor directly in front of her was a feed from a discretely- placed camera, positioned to look down at her from the front. With the jacket off, she realized that it was quite a revealing blouse and bra combination. The monitor on the right was a side view. It showed her standing between Mr. Scott's legs, her shapely ass at his shoulder level. The view from the left monitor was down low, looking upward from somewhere behind the desk. Her legs and ass filled the screen. Blushing furiously, and already feeling violated, she waited for his next command.
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