Males / Female

Craving That Bitch | Chapter One

This doesn’t go into much detail about the past. If you want to know more about the past, check out the preview chapter I wrote called “Characters and Places”. DISCLAIMER*** This contains strong sexual fantasies including rape, torture and much more. If this makes you sick, please turn around. If this excites you, please stay.

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I did not hear the click of the lock; nor did I hear his silent entrance into my bedroom. All I heard was a short cough. I sprang up in my bed, letting my eyes adjust to the hypnotizing darkness. I sat there for a few minutes, sharply turning my head at every creak in the room only to find out it was the house creaking; my house was old. I swore I saw an almost invisible figure in the dark and I got up to investigate. Thank god that when I turned on the light I found it only to be a coat hung on one of the posts of my bed. Wait a second, that wasn’t my coat. That was a man’s coat!
“Keep quiet my love and I will not harm you,” the deep voice cooed into my ear as his hand had come around and pressed firmly over my mouth. I swore there was a British tint to his accent. He gently bit my earlobe and said, “Understand?” I nodded my head in response. What was going on? Who was this man? And how on earth did he get into my house without my puppy barking? She barked if a grasshopper stared too long at her. I didn’t have time to answer these questions before he spoke again.
“I’m going to let you go and you’re going to walk over to the bed like a good little girl and tie these over your mouth and eyes, okay?” I nodded in compliance. He let me go and handed me two scarves; my own, I recognized them as. How long had he been in my house? I tried to turn and face my visitor, but was only turned away with a harsh slap on my cheek. His strong force had flung me to the floor, face down, and I tried to blink out the tears burning in my eyes as the fire in my cheek only got worse. He got on one knee beside me and pulled my head up by my hair.
“Don’t make me do that again. I do so hate hurting you…” he trailed off as he let go of my hair. This guy had me very confused. What the fuck was he here for if not to hurt me? Or fuck me I suppose…
“Get up,” he instructed, and I followed his directions; too afraid not to. My bottom lip trembled as I slowly got up – I had never been slapped before and never thought I would be, especially by a man. I tied one of the scarves over my eyes and tied the other one around my head so it was rolled up and put into my mouth.
“No, tighter. I don’t want them coming loose.” He walked behind me and tightened the one that I was tying (the one in my mouth) and pulled it as tight as he could. My mouth was jerked wide open to accept the force pulling my jaws apart. I whimpered and I felt a sharp pain on my ass. “Stop being such a bad girl or your ordeal will get worse,” he said firmly. His voice was no longer gentle and his touches were rushed and mostly painful; I had upset him.
I heard him walk around me and I felt his eyes burning into my flesh: I was only clothed in a spaghetti strap top and some very short shorts that went up well past my inner thigh. In fact, when I bent over, I felt a cool breeze on my ass. He apparently approved.
“Dress just for me, darling?” I lowered my head in shame as I was given another command. “Put your hands together behind your back and lock your elbows. I want those tits pushed forward towards me.” When I couldn’t bring myself to do the asked task, he pushed me backwards with enough force to knock me over; I didn’t realize how uncoordinated I was blindfolded. Thankfully, I was still standing in front of my bed and I just fell onto the soft cushion of my bedspread. He leaned over to me and took the scarf out of my mouth and the other one from over my eyes. Apparently he had changed his mind about how to restrain me. He stood up again and looked down at me, looking up at him with fear showing in my eyes.
“No, no, that won’t do. I want you up and leaning over the bed – pleasure will come later, but pain first. You’ve been a very bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished, do they not?” he asked me, I didn’t respond, still so scared of him and his obvious control and power over me. “I asked you a question!” he spat at me.
“Y-y-yes,” I mustered up in reply.
“Yes what?” he asked.
“Yes, bad girls deserve to be punished,” I said; my embarrassment showing in my flustered cheeks.
“And have you been a bad girl?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what? Who am I?”
“Yes, Sir?” I half asked, half stated.
“That’s right, you will call me Sir from now on. Every time I ask you a question, you are to answer in complete sentences, always with the word “Sir” at the end. Understand, love?”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Good. Now get up and undress. Lean over the bed and spread your legs wide and hold your head up in the air; you can rest on your elbows on top of the bed.”
His instructions were a bit hard to comprehend – how he wanted me positioned – but he showed me how he wanted me and made sure my legs were spread wide for him.
“Make sure you keep your head up, do NOT let it drop down.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s it; that’s a good little girl,” he said as I heard him unbuckle his belt. Oh god, here it comes, I thought to myself. He’s going to fuck me now. But when I didn’t hear a zipper or a button, I realized I was wrong. Before I could move I heard him raise his arm up and plunge it back down; the belt landing on my left inner thigh. I screamed at the abuse and tried to scramble out of the way of his next blow, but he held me down and whispered into my ear, “There you go, being bad again. I can see you want me to force you to stay and accept your punishment. Is that it, precious? You want me to tie you up so I can spank you so hard, yet you cannot move?”
“No! No! Please, I’ll do anything for you! Just please, don’t hit me again, Sir!” I couldn’t believe I had just called him ‘Sir’, but somehow it just slipped off my tongue.
“Oh no, I’m going to hit you many more times tonight, and until you get used to being abused like the bad little girl you are, I think I should tie you up so you will submit to me.” I tried to wriggle free from his firm grasp, but couldn’t manage to get free. As a last attempt to get me to obey him, he quickly looped the belt around my neck and fed the end through the fastener, tightening it around my neck and stopping my air supply. “Do NOT move from now on until you are instructed to, do you understand?!” I nodded my head and he let the belt fall. I stood gasping and coughing for breath – it had been taken away from me so fast that it took me a long while to get used to breathing again.
When I had calmed down he leaned down onto the ground at the foot of one of my posts. He grabbed my ankle and I almost lost my balance as he pulled it towards him, spreading my legs even wider. He tied it roughly to the post and moved over to the other one. I felt him grab my other ankle with the same harsh grip and pull it relentlessly towards him. I let out a loud whimper as my legs were spread too wide. I had a king sized bed and my ankles were even with the posts on either side, just inside them. The muscles in my face contorted in pain as I was stretched out wide for him.
I bent over the bed as I felt his hand move towards my ass. He gently caressed my firm ass as he lowered one hand to my asshole. A finger entered easily without lubrication. “Mmm, this is nice. You’re spread so wide for me I could just fuck you right here in your ass without any lubrication.” There was a short pause, then, “Tell me what you want me to do to you. Tell me how you want me to fuck you tonight.”
I began hesitantly; I was a very shy and introverted person, and to be fully spread for this man that was fingering my ass and asking me to tell him what I wanted him to do to me was almost too much. A firm slap on my ass reminded me that I had better comply; apparently he had forgotten my punishment from before.
“I want you to lick my pussy, Sir. I want to taste your cock and feel it in my throat, Sir. I wish for you to take my pussy and my ass, Sir, in any way you like. Please, use me for your pleasure, Sir.” Maybe if I said what he wanted to hear, he would just fuck me and get it over with. My cheek still hurt and the welt on my thigh was burning more than ever now – I just wanted him to leave me be.
“Well you are in no position to suck on my cock, nor are you in a very good position to be eaten out. But god, you should see your ass. It is basically inviting my cock. Yes, that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to take your ass first. Dry.”
The last word stung me inside my ass – there was no way a cock could go up my ass dry. There just wasn’t. I heard him scramble to remove his clothing and walk to turn the light out. I had candles on my bedside table – I sometimes like to read by candlelight. He walked over to my bedside table and lit a candle; it was one of the few I had in glass, bowl-like candle holders. He brought it over to me, set it down on the floor, and rubbed his cock against my ass behind me. “Bring your hands around and spread your ass cheeks for me. Make it easier for me, love,” he said to me – his voice once again gentle. When I would not obey him, he spanked me hard on my ass. “Do as I say!” Still I couldn’t comply; I couldn’t spread myself for him – I just couldn’t. “My god why are you being such a fucking bitch? You fucking whore!” he said as I felt another very, very sharp sting on my ass. He had picked the belt back up and was hitting me with it again. I tried to move out of his way, but he kept relentlessly hitting me as hard as he could. Tears were falling down onto my bedspread after just the second blow.
“Please stop! Stop!” I cried in between blows, but he did not listen; he didn’t even answer me or tell me to be quiet. As he hit the same place time after time, my ass went numb underneath him. I looked up at a mirror that was on the other side of the room and I saw his face red in a passion as he hit me over and over. When I saw him pull his arm all the way back and whip the belt through the air, I cried out in more agony. I had been spanked before and it wasn’t all that terrible, but this, this was just ruthless and it hurt so much that every beat of my heart stung my whole body.
I had lost count of the blows after twenty six, but there was a good deal more after that. I could hardly breathe when he finally stopped; but I realized he had only stopped because he was getting tired of hitting me at full blast. I looked into the mirror again and saw that he was just as hard as ever; his cock was still full of life in behind me. He threw the belt down and said in an aggravated tone, “Now, we shouldn’t have any more problems, should we?”
I shook my head. “No, Sir.”
“Good.” He seemed to think about what he had said for a minute and then said, “No, I’m still not pleased.”
He went around to the side of the bed that I don’t sleep at and retrieved a bag. From it he pulled some rope. My eyes went wide – surely he wasn’t going to spank me with that rope too? He saw my expression and laughed. “No, pet, I’m not going to hit you with this. Give me your wrists.” I did as I was told and he tied one end around my right wrist. He fed the rope behind the two front posts and brought it around to tie my left wrist with the other end. My arms were pulled forward, almost too much. With my wrists and ankles tied tightly, I was completely immobile.
He moved around the bed to settle behind me and began to rub his cock on my burning ass. I took in a sharp breath between my teeth when he softly touched my ass with his cock. He placed his hands down onto my ass cheeks and began to massage them. It stung furiously, but his gentleness calmed me. He began to rub his cock up and down my ass crack, letting it dip down to my pussy just twice. I felt the head of his cock find my entrance and he began to push against my ass. His cock had enormous girth – I could guarantee I wouldn’t have been able to wrap my hand around it if I had tried. It was easily as big as a soda can and I could almost sense how long it must have been. As his head began to spread my asshole wide, I clenched my ass, forcing his cock to exit.
“Now you mustn’t do that love,” he said, almost in a mocking tone. He pressed his cock against my asshole again and continued, “Or this is what happens…” and he bent down to retrieve the candle. He poured a few drops of hot wax onto my asshole right above his cock. Instinctively, my ass pushed outwards and his head gained entrance into my ass. I tried to push his cock head out of my now resisting ass, to no avail. He wasn’t going to let me escape again. Tears began to gather in my eyes as I felt him scrape the now cool wax away and set the candle on a chair beside him.
“Can I trust you enough not to resist me again?” I nodded – my ass still burned from that hot wax. “Good. Now push your ass out again love, like you did before,” I did as I was told and I felt his cock go another two inches into my stretched asshole. My eyes clenched themselves shut as I shuddered in pain – I didn’t even want to speak anymore; I was too afraid of being hit again. He pushed a little further as I pushed out again, involuntarily. “Ah, that’s a good girl. Almost half way in now.” Half way in?! I swore he was already more than 5″ inside my ass and there was still more?! I pushed outwards two more times before he said to me, “Oh you’re being such a good girl, taking my cock into your ass like this. Has anyone ever invaded here besides me?”
“Yes Sir.”
“How many times?”
“Only twice, Sir.”
“Ah, that explains the resisting. All right little girl, one more big push and I’ll be all the way in.”
I pushed outwards one last time as he shoved the rest of his cock into me; a good three inches more at least. I lunged forward with the force and the scarves cut into my ankles as I tugged against them, trying to escape this invasion. My breathing was very erratic and short. I knew that was blood dripping down my thigh.
“Oh my god,” I mumbled under my breath. The pain was simply unbearable. I felt like I couldn’t breathe; even breathing hurt. He didn’t even give me time to adjust to it before he began to pull his cock out of my torn asshole. It seemed to take several minutes before his cock was completely out of my ass except for his massive head. He slowly pushed back in, then slowly pulled back out again. He began a steady rhythm and didn’t show any sign of speeding up when I heard him say, “Get ready,” in such a soft manner that I knew I wasn’t supposed to have heard it. Just as I was trying to figure out what he was going to do, he pulled his cock out of my ass all the way and plunged into me all in one thrust. The breath was knocked out of me and I was forced to tug on my ankle bonds. I couldn’t hold back the scream when I felt his hips slam against my ass. “Shh,” he said, surprisingly gentle yet again. “Get ready, I’m doing it again.” He wasn’t lying; I felt him pull out all the way and slam back into me again. My screams began to get softer as he repeated this new painful rhythm over and over again.
He began to speed up even more, but only taking out half of his cock this time, so he could go faster and faster with each plunge into my asshole. Almost involuntarily, I began to push my hips back against his thrusts; as far back as I could with my restraints that is. The pleasure began to increase even more as I began to let myself go and enjoy the experience. He started to push more and more of his cock into me as he felt me push back against him. He plunged into me once more and leaned over to me to whisper, “Am I mistaken or is my little girl enjoying this now?” I blushed in response and he chuckled evilly to himself. “Just a little longer, love, and you’ll get to suck my cock. Would you like to suck my cock, little one?”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir, I would love to pleasure you in any way you could imagine.”
“Very good.”
I smiled to myself as I felt the satisfaction of pleasing him. He slowly pulled out and plunged back in. To my surprise, the amazing force felt good. I gradually felt a fire build within me, a fire that I knew was going to be fierce once fueled. A few more thrusts he came deep into my ass. I moaned when I felt his hot cum shoot up my ass. He threw himself over me and after he caught his breath he came around to untie me. He left to go into my bathroom to wash his cock off as I felt the blood go back into my hands and feet. He walked back inside my bedroom and barked another order at me. “Get onto the bed with your head hanging off the side. Time to shove my cock down your throat.”
I found no reason why I should object to his demand, even though I frantically searched for one inside my head. I reluctantly laid myself on my back and hung my head off the side of the bed. I had never given head in this position before and I was scared to try something new with this powerful stranger. As if sensing my nervousness, he said to me, “Don’t be scared, little one. I’ll go slow.” Was this man a mind reader or was my anxiety that obvious upon my expression? Who knew?
He stepped forward with his semi hard cock pointed toward my face and softly told me to open my mouth. My shaky jaw seemed to open on command, without me even thinking about it. He grasped his cock and slowly directed it into my willing mouth. I had to stretch my jaw to let his cock even enter between my teeth. I had never sucked off a man as big as him. His cock smelled good; having the scent of my bathroom soap on it. The aroma calmed me and made my mouth and throat relax more as his cock began to push its way into my open mouth.
I adjusted my head, tilting it down more, so his cock could go into my mouth. This wasn’t so bad. It was actually quite exhilarating; having my head hanging off the side made me already get a little woozy. He pushed even further until three inches of his cock was within my warm, wet mouth. I felt his cock head start to stretch my throat and I tried to relax so he could push even further. For some odd reason, I wanted to please him, and I wanted to please him well. He pulled out slowly as I began to suck and flick his cock with my tongue. He moaned as I practically sucked it back inside my throat; pushing myself off the bed slightly so his cock could once again enter my mouth.
He pushed deeper this time, and his cock head was guiding the rest of his cock down the now almost level curve of my throat. I gagged around him and tried to pull myself away, but he had his hands on my shoulders, keeping me in place. Still, I managed to expel myself from his grasp, but he pulled me back towards him before I could even let my throat relax for a second. He pushed my chin down so that my head was off the bed and told me to open my mouth once more. I once again automatically complied and he wasted no time in pushing his cock into my mouth yet again.
I sucked on his cock as it gained slow entrance into the depths of my mouth and the beginnings of my throat, which urged him on further. He kept pushing this time, and made sure he had a strong, firm grasp on me this time so I couldn’t pull away again. I lifted my arms to try to push him away, but he snapped a quick and loud “Don’t!” at me and my arms fell back next to my sides. I tried to suck in a breath, which made me gag on his cock harder, but this made him give out a very distinct moan in response. “Relax. Stop panicking,” I heard him say to me, and I tried so very hard to comply. He just kept pushing. Further and further his cock went into my throat, which now burned from the stretching. A tear started to well up in my eye when I felt his balls tap my nose. He was finally all the way in.
It wouldn’t have been that horrible had he not stayed in that position. “I’m going to count to 25 and then I’m going to pull out,” he said to me. He began slowly, ever so slowly, counting. I felt like I was going to pass out and with all the blood rushed to my head, the feeling hurt. My head throbbed and I tried to unsuccessfully get away somehow, but he kept counting and kept me still. When he reached 24, I said a silent ‘thank you’ to an unknown source, and when he reached 25, he leaned down over me very quickly, spread my pussy lips with his fingers, and flicked my clit with his hot tongue just once. I jumped and it made my throat gag around his cock yet again; by the time he had reached 25, I had gotten used to it being in my throat and was no longer in a panic. He slowly pulled his cock out and I leaned my head up and coughed and grasped my throat with my hands. It felt like I had been underwater for several minutes, and then felt an electric shock before I was lifted up to the surface that was unreachable to me before. “No. Back down,” he said to me, and he pulled my head back down. “I’m doing it again,” he added. I didn’t want him to do that again; it burned my throat and made my head pound. But somehow when he pushed my head down, my mouth opened again, willing to accept the intrusion a second time.
I took a deep breath as he pushed his cock into my throat again. It didn’t take nearly as long to get it all the way into my throat as it had before, but still took a reasonable amount of time, considering I was holding my breath. When he was all the way in, I heard him say almost effortlessly, “I’m counting to 50 this time.” I panicked again and tried desperately to pull away, but it seemed to use up more of my energy that way, and made the time go by even slower. When I finally relaxed, he was already past 20, and making his way to 30. When he reached 40, he leaned down over me again (which made his cock press even further into my throat) and parted my pussy lips again. He licked up and down my pussy and flicked my clit exactly five times, each time making me shudder and gag on his cock again. “48…49…50,” he said. On 50, he bit down on my clit, very hard, and I arched my back up into his mouth.
He leaned up and said, “Very good. Once more, pet.” It was as if he was training me for something. I relaxed my throat and told myself as he begun to push inside me that I was just going to not let it get to me. I knew he was going to count over 50 and I knew that I could handle it if I would just remain calm. When he was finally inside me, I expected the number to increase significantly, but it only went up a small amount. “I’m counting to 60, but I’m doing something different this time,” he said. Something different? What could he possibly mean? I soon found out.
He counted to ten without change. He just stood there and stared down at me as he had before. After ten, he started to lean forward. I thought, ‘Oh, he’s just going to lick my pussy like before. Okay.’ but I realized that I wasn’t correct. He leaned forward enough to reach his hand comfortably forward and rub my clit with his fingers. I felt his cock start to move however; it moved out slightly. Then I noticed it push in again all the way. He pulled out again, just ever so slightly, and then pushed in. He began a steady rhythm; only going about half an inch out of my throat each time. He increased his speed and pulled out a little bit more than before after he reached 20. After every multiple of ten he reached, he increased his speed and the length he took out of my throat as well. His fingers started to rub my clit faster and faster; increasing speed with the rhythm of his cock. By the time he had gotten to 60 he had faded away in his verbal counting and I had forgotten he was still supposed to be counting.
Not after too long though, he pulled out all the way to get a breath, and let go of my throbbing clit. He entered his cock into my mouth again after he saw me take a quick breath, and begun to pound me as fast as he had before. He didn’t stop to give me another breath for a long time after that, and by the time he had, I was squirming and writhing beneath him. I tried to focus on sucking on his cock; as I knew that was the whole reason for this anyway.
Harder and harder he pounded into my throat, now not even resisting his huge his cock. I managed to gain a quick few breaths once every minute or so, but that was all. He was standing straight above me, pinching my nipples with his palms as he kept thrusting deeper and deeper it seemed into my open throat. I squirmed under him more, but this time out of pleasure. The friction in and burning in my throat along with the pinching of my nipples and all the blood rushing to my head sent me into another place I had never been before. I didn’t even notice that I had started to push myself off the bed slightly to meet his thrusts.
“Suck harder, little one,” he said. “Make me cum baby.” I sucked his cock harder as he pushed deeper and deeper into my throat. “Mmm, just a little longer,” he said. I brought my hand up above my head and grasped the base of his cock. I moved my hand up and down on his hard shaft and pulsed my grip around it as it slid easily in and out of my hand. Still fucking my mouth hard and fast with his cock, I began to feel his orgasm surface. He groaned as I felt the cum go through his shaft and shoot into my throat. He mumbled something under his breath as he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, sticky with his cum and my saliva. I swallowed all I could and sat up to swallow the rest.
“That’s it baby, sit up. Now that I’ve gotten you warmed up, I want you to prepare yourself for a surprise. I’ll be right back. Do not turn around.”
I heard him leave my bedroom and then I heard some soft talking outside my closed door. Before I could figure out why he was talking to himself, I heard the door open. I resisted the urge to turn around.
“Now, stand up, love. Close your eyes.” I stood up, with my eyes closed and turned to face his voice. I felt a pair of hands on my breasts and felt lips close over mine. I drowned into the kiss and was lost within the lust that was rushing through my body when suddenly I felt a hand slap my ass. I pulled from the kiss and backed into another person. It turned out that the man I was kissing was a new man that I hadn’t seen before, and I had fallen into the arms of my previous midnight stranger.
“I’d like you to meet my friend, Will. He decided he wanted to join us in our escapade.” I opened my mouth to argue; I had never been in a threesome before. I felt the new man’s lips close over mine again. His hands dropped from my breasts and rose up to wrap around my neck. I tried to back out of the kiss, but was pushed back into it by Sir. “No, little one. You’re to treat him with as much respect as you have me. But I must warn you, he is not as gentle as I. You might as well enjoy it,” he said, in a matter-of-fact tone. Will had let go of my neck and had broken the kiss to move down to my neck. He sucked on my neck and bit on my earlobe as Sir reached under me to find my asshole. I felt Will lower his hand also, searching for my pussy. “Spread your legs,” I heard Will tell me. I felt like I had no choice but to comply.
I felt Will and Sir reach their different destinations almost at the same time. I felt Sir dip a finger down into my pussy before retreating back to my asshole, still sore from earlier. He slowly inserted his finger into my asshole, but just a little, before he pulled it out again. Just as Sir began to tease and play with my asshole, Will found my clit and began rubbing on it fiercely. I felt the two men masturbating me and it felt so wonderful. I couldn’t imagine why I had never tried this out before.
Sir pushed his finger further into my asshole as two of Will’s fingers found entrance into my pussy. He shoved them into my hole violently, and I realized what Sir meant by he was not as gentle. He was not near as gentle. They began an alternating rhythm, and instead of going the same speed, Will went almost exactly twice as fast as Sir did with his fingers. Sir reached his other hand around to play with my nipple, and Will rested his other hand on my other nipple. I could tell they had done this before. I was approaching orgasm faster than I ever had before. I had four different rhythms going on all over my body and couldn’t focus on just one.
“Ah, oh my god! Harder!” I found myself screaming at the two men as I remembered that they were originally here to violate my body; but I didn’t care. I was too lost in my current passion to care. I took sharp intakes of breath as they pounded my ass and my pussy faster and pinched and twisted my nipples harder. It wasn’t another ten seconds before I came violently on their hands. Sir caught me when I fell back into his arms and whispered into my ear, “Okay baby, now let’s see how you handle two cocks.” My eyes went wide, even though I was still trying to catch my breath from my powerful orgasm.
“N-n-no! I’ve never been with two guys at once. I won’t do it!” I found myself objecting. Why I was objecting, I didn’t know, because I wanted it so badly. But I guess my common sense came rushing back to me once my passion had for the most part subsided. Still, I found myself being pulled towards the bed and thrown on top of it. I looked up at the two men before me, cocks hard as rocks, and lust in their eyes. There was no way I could handle two men at once, but I was going to be forced to anyway. I saw Sir pick up the ropes from the floor and I tried to scramble off the bed, in hopes to maybe get free. I didn’t want to be fucked by two men and I most certainly didn’t want to be tied up while doing so either.
“No! Please! Don’t tie me up again!” I screamed at Sir, tears gathering in my eyes.
“Do as we say and I won’t,” he said. I nodded my head in agreement and heard Will say, “Okay then, get back onto the bed. I haven’t had a turn to use you yet…”
My body trembled and my mind raced as I saw Will walk towards me. His gaze felt so powerful over me; at least Sir’s was gentle some of the time. What I saw in this man’s eyes was a very strong urge to control and take what wasn’t his, along with a burning passion for this naked woman in front of him – me. He instructed me to get on my knees. When I complied and looked up at him he said, “I like to watch my sluts get on their knees and suck my cock. It makes me feel like I own them. It turns me on very much.” I looked down to the ground as he added, “And it turns them on, too.” I blushed because I knew he was right; all of my friends had said that they loved it when they were “owned” and I was sure it was true for almost all women of our time. Plus I knew I was going to like it, too.
“So don’t just sit there. Suck on my cock, slut,” Will said, grabbing his cock with his hand and pushing it towards my head. I lifted my head so that my mouth was even with his cock. I got comfortable on my knees and opened my mouth: willing to accept another intruder. I closed my eyes as I felt his cock head press against my lips. I tried to stick my tongue out to flick the tip of his cock head, but he pushed his cock forward, past my tongue and into my mouth. I was confused, but went along with it. I tried to gently suck on his cock to start out with, but he pulled my head away from his cock by my hair. “Don’t do any of that shit. I’m just going to fuck your mouth. You can suck if you can keep up with my speed,” he said sharply to me. I nodded my head and opened my mouth again. I relaxed my throat and closed my eyes again as he began to quickly push his cock into my throat. Within no time at all, my throat was gagging on his cock as it was curving at the back of my throat. I tried to pull away, as I had with Sir, but Will kept me there, holding me there with both of his hands on the back of my head.
He pulled out slowly and pushed it back in as quickly as he had before. My throat didn’t gag around his cock this time, because I knew how much I needed to relax it now. He kept his hands firmly on the back of my head as he began to fuck my mouth. He always slowly pulled out and plunged into my mouth, as Sir had done earlier with my used asshole. I tried to suck on his cock as he started to go the same speed when he pulled out as he did when he plunged in. My eyes were clasped shut and my throat burned again; Will’s cock was almost as big as Sir’s. He kept fucking my mouth relentlessly as he pulled my head to and fro to bounce off his cock. I felt his balls slap my chin with each thrust into my mouth.
Not too soon after, he pulled out and said, “Jerk me off until I cum on your face. Don’t close your eyes.” I swallowed once to get my throat working again as I lifted a trembling hand onto his cock. He wrapped his hand around mine and started me off, but before long I had gotten the knack of it and was pumping his cock fast on my own. “Open your mouth. I want some of my cum to get in your mouth,” he said. I did as I was told, starting to get very excited at this other powerful stranger towering over me. I felt the cum rise up through his cock as I pumped it onto my face. I resisted the very strong urge to close my eyes as the first shots of his cum landed on my forehead. Some cum landed on my cheeks, chin and in my mouth as well. The cum on my forehead started to run down into my eyes and I tried to wipe it away, but Will slapped my hand and told me “No!” so I let it drip into my eye. It burned and I tried to cry it out as he watched me be humiliated in front of him.
I felt him walk away as I kept blinking and crying, trying to get the burning sensation out of my eye. I sensed someone walking towards me and thankfully it was Sir. I had almost forgotten he was sitting there watching Will fuck my mouth. I didn’t like Will as much as I liked Sir. Sir was patient with me; Will was not. He lifted me up and whispered into my ear, “Get onto the bed, love.” I felt calmed at the sound of his voice again. I adhered to his gentle command and I rested myself on the bedspread. I saw Will and Sir softly talking, as if to figure out what to do next. They both nodded in agreement as I heard Sir say, “Put the blindfold back on, love, and then get onto your hands and knees, ass and pussy towards us.” He threw the scarf back at me and I tied it over my eyes. I slowly got onto my hands and knees, as instructed.
I felt someone, I didn’t know who, get onto the bed behind me. I was afraid they were going to take my ass, like Sir already had, but then I was also scared that they were going to take my pussy and cum inside me, either making me pregnant or giving me an STD. Usually I was very careful with sex, and I was starting to get nervous, even though I showed no sign of resisting. I felt the figure move closer to me on the bed and I felt what must have been a cock rub against my ass cheeks, which still burned slightly from the fierce beating they had been forced to take earlier. He rubbed his cock around my ass and lowered it to my pussy. He lined his cock up with my opening and began to push inside. I was very tight, having only had sex a few limited times before, so the intrusion hurt very much. The figure leaned over me and whispered into my ear, “Relax, it’s me baby. I’ll go slow for you.” It was Sir. I calmed down and relaxed myself more. He wouldn’t harm me.
Just as I was starting to look forward to being fucked by Sir, I felt him shift, and what must have been Will get onto the bed and take Sir’s place. I tried to scramble away, but Will grabbed my hips and held me still. “Don’t fight me, bitch,” he spat coldly at me. I already cringed my face and clenched my pussy; so scared that he was going to fuck me with the same cold, fierce lust he had with mouth. He began to push his cock into my tight cunt, ignoring my whimpers and silent pleas of pain. He pushed forward more and more until his whole cock was embedded into my warm pussy. He let out a soft “Mmm” before he began to pull out. When he had pulled out all of his cock except his head, he plunged it back in. The force pushed me forward, causing my head to land in a pillow, and his cock to exit my pussy.
He slapped my ass and said, “You cunt! Get back here. Don’t move next time!” I nodded and pulled myself back up on my hands and knees. I tried to prepare myself for the harsh thrust into my pussy, but I still was pushed forward when his cock slammed into my cunt. “Mph,” I moaned in pain as I bit my bottom lip. Will began a slow and steady rhythm this time; I was glad he didn’t keep slamming into me. In and out, in and out, I felt his cock move. He moaned when I clenched my muscles around his shaft; involuntarily of course. I hadn’t been fucked in a long time however and I had forgotten how good a cock felt up my tight cunt. I began to push myself back towards him, causing him to go faster.
Just as I was getting used to the rhythm, I felt Sir get onto the bed again. I felt him crawl under me and reach his hand and head up so that he could hold one of my breasts still as he bit and nibbled on my nipple. I moaned loudly when his teeth closed around my perked nipple. It was more like an growl than a moan; it was so animalistic that I couldn’t believe my throat could make such a noise. I felt Sir reach his other hand down towards my clit. He moved with my hips as he held his fingers tightly around my clit, pinching it and pulling it back and forth, depending on where my body was. I threw my head back and my hair flipped up. Will saw this as an opportunity to grab my hair and start to pull me back onto his hips harder.
“Ow! Stop! That hurts!” I said, but he kept pulling; not even replying to my pleas. I tried to grab my head back from him, but he didn’t let go. His hand was wrapped up in my hair anyway, so I think that even if he had let go I still wouldn’t have been able to get away. I felt Sir pinching my clit and rubbing it harder and harder with every thrust as he bit down on my nipple in such a way I had never had done to me before. I loved being with two men at once.
I vaguely felt Will’s cock start to twitch inside my dripping cunt, and I felt him pull out. He pressed it against my asshole and I tried to jump away, saying, “No! Not there please! It still hurts!” but Will again ignored me. He pushed his cock forward to my asshole as he pulled me back by my hair. His cock head popped inside my sphincter and I heard him let out a guttural moan.
“Relax, baby,” I heard Sir gently say below me. “Just imagine it’s me. You wouldn’t want to displease me again, would you love?”
“No, Sir,” I replied quietly.
“I didn’t think so. You’d better get used to his cock fast because I’m putting mine up your cunt in a few minutes,” he said.
My eyes went wide underneath the blindfold. There was no way in the world I could take both of these cocks at once! I didn’t have time to object because Will had begun to push into my asshole.
“Ahhh!” I screamed. “Take it out! Please, take it out Will! It hurts!” I cried to Will.
“You think I’m actually going to take my cock out of your tight ass? You must be crazy. This is such a great fuck,” he replied and pushed further.
“Owww!” I shrieked in response.
Will slapped my ass and said, “Shut up, slut! Take my cock!” He pushed my head into a pillow in front of me.
He shoved the rest of his cock into my tight asshole and I screamed into the pillow. I grabbed onto the sheets as I tried to breathe into the pillow. The pain had barely lessened when Will began to pull slowly out of my ass, which was bleeding again. He started pushing in and out of my sore and bleeding hole and I was still wincing and whimpering in pain below him. I felt Sir continue to rub my clit, going with Will’s slow rhythm. I began to slightly enjoy the feeling of Will’s cock in my ass…I loved anal sex, but not like this. At least I didn’t at first. I started to push back onto his cock ever so slightly; without noticing it, though.
“I think it’s time, don’t you, Will?” Sir said to Will from underneath me.
“I’d say so. This slut looks like she’s ready enough,” Will replied. He lowered his hand down towards my pussy and scooped two fingers inside. They came out dripping with my wetness. “And it feels like she’s ready enough, too. Here, lick my fingers off, cunt,” he added as he reached underneath me and put his fingers against my lips. I licked his fingers clean and I felt Will pull out of my ass and Sir adjust underneath me. I was able to lift my head off the pillow since Will had let go of my hair. I knew that they were about to fuck me at the same time, and I didn’t think I could handle it. For some reason though I knew I was going to because I strangely enough had the strongest urge to please not only Sir now, but Will as well. I felt Sir lie down underneath me and felt his cock press against my mouth. I was curious about this and Sir once again seemed to read my mind…
“I’m going to eat you out and get you nice and wet while Will continues to fuck your asshole. I want you to suck on my cock while I eat you out, love. You know how I like it baby,” Sir said. I nodded and opened my mouth to find his cock head pressing against my lips; already wet with precum. I flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue as I felt Will push his cock head back into my asshole.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto Sir’s cock. “Yes, fuck my asshole. Fuck me hard.” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth, even though it was what I wanted anyway. I felt Sir’s tongue reach up and flick over my clit as I lowered my head down onto his cock. I sucked on his head gently as I reached down to cup his balls.
I accidentally squeezed them too hard when Will plunged into my asshole and Sir said, “Ah, gentle there baby.” I nodded with his cock head still in my mouth as I let go of his sensitive balls. Will had already started an astounding speed as I started to take in more of Sir’s cock. Sir was frantically licking my dripping wet cunt and he began to finger fuck me with two of his large fingers. I kept moaning onto his cock and Sir moaned into my pussy. We both heard Will moaning above us when I clenched my asshole tight around his cock.
Will leaned down a bit and put his hand on the back of my head. He plunged my head down and I gagged on Sir’s cock. He held me there, even though I tried to get away. “Go faster. Go with me baby. When I plunge into your asshole, I expect you to plunge your head down onto his cock,” Will said to me. I nodded and he let go of my head. He plunged into my asshole and I plunged my head down onto Sir’s cock; making myself gag around it again. Sir kept moaning as he felt my throat grab his cock when I gagged around it. I was getting close to orgasm as I felt Sir curl his fingers up and massage my g-spot.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto his cock as he bit down on my clit and Will plunged his cock harder into my asshole. I pulled my head up off of Sir’s cock and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. I felt my orgasm building up rapidly and I couldn’t keep my head down.
“What did I tell you, slut?” Will spat at me and he pushed my head back down onto Sir’s cock. I couldn’t breathe and was trying to get my wits about me as the three rhythms that were going on around me kept changing; both speeding up and slowing down. Sir pressed onto my g-spot harder and massaged it rougher. His tongue flicked faster and faster on my throbbing clit. Will plunged into my asshole over and over as Sir’s cock went deep into my throat with every one of Will’s powerful thrusts.
I took a sharp intake of breath around Sir’s cock, making me gag, as I came on Sir’s face. I tried to reach my head up and take an actual breath, but Will was right there to push me back down again. “Make us cum with you. Squeeze my cock with that ass and suck his cock harder,” he said to me. I clenched my asshole around his cock as I sucked harder and harder on Sir’s cock. Sir and Will had kept doing what they had before my orgasm rolled through me, and I felt another one building up; this one even more powerful. Faster and harder Will pumped my asshole, and tighter and tighter my asshole squeezed his cock; milking it.
“Oh god, yes,” Will said. “Don’t stop baby, keep it up.”
I kept up my amazing speed as they both did the same. Sir had taken his fingers out of my cunt and was furiously licking his tongue everywhere he could reach; inside my pussy and out. I felt him lean up to bite on my clit once as I came again on his face. I felt his cock twitch inside my mouth and shoot into my throat. I squeezed my asshole as tight as I could around Will’s cock as he came not too long after. He pulled out of my asshole with a slight ‘pop’ and I lifted myself off of Sir. We were all so out of breath and waited a few more minutes to catch our breaths.
Sir stood up and ordered me to do the same. He removed the blindfold from my eyes. He closed his eyes and ordered me to lick my cum off of his face. I closed my eyes and reached out to grasp his neck between my hands. I licked his face clean; his nose, his forehead, his lips, everything was clean of my cum when I was finished. I swallowed it all up as I felt Will come up behind me.
“So you ready to try some double penetration now, baby?”
I couldn’t believe the night still wasn’t over yet, but I slowly nodded and felt Will direct me towards the bed. Will laid himself on the bed on his back and instructed me to straddle him. I did and I felt Sir come up behind me.
“Be gentle at first, Will, let her get used to it. She’s never done it before,” I heard Sir tell Will.
Will replied, “Oh I’ll go slow,” and winked at me. That wink scared me but I was glad that Sir was behind me and I was on top of Will; how much harm could Will possibly instill upon me when I was on top of him?
“I’m going to walk you through this, love,” Sir said to me. I nodded. “Do exactly as I say, when I say it, okay baby?” I nodded again in response. “Good girl. Now slowly lower yourself onto Will’s cock; let it go into that wonderful cunt of yours.”
I nodded again and slowly lowered myself onto Will’s semi-hard cock. I felt it stiffen inside me as I lowered myself more, letting his cock finally go all the way into willing pussy.
“Very good, now ride his cock, love. Ride his cock slow at first, and when I tell you to speed up, you will speed up, understand?”
I nodded and raised myself up, letting almost all of his cock expel from my pussy. I lowered myself down again and felt Will’s hands reach up to grasp my hips.
“Not yet, Will. Let me do this for a little while, then you can have your way with her,” Sir said to Will.
“Okay, okay,” Will replied.
“Keep going, baby. Ignore him,” Sir said gently to me. I nodded and started to lift myself up and down, creating a slow rhythm. I felt Sir’s hands reach around me and fondle my nipples, making me wetter than before.
“Go faster now, love,” Sir whispered into my ear as he began to lick my earlobe and neck. I complied, and sped up my thrusting. I had to admit, I really liked this so far. Up, down, up, down, I bounced off of Will’s cock. I felt Sir’s cock suddenly rubbing against my ass; just very gently reminding me of its’ presence. I started to get nervous, but Sir calmed me when he said, “Relax baby. I’m going to make this pleasurable for all of us, I promise.” I smiled and kept my steady rhythm.
When I had started to feel another fire kindle inside my loins, Sir whispered into my ear, “I think it’s time for you to feel my cock inside you as well, don’t you?” as he licked up my ear.
I moaned and responded, “Yes, Sir. I think I’m ready,” even though I knew I wasn’t really ready. I was surprised that Will had remained almost silent underneath me; besides a few moans every now and then he hadn’t said a word to me, and that was how I liked it. I felt Sir’s cock head press against my asshole.
“Lean forward, love,” Sir said to me. “Help my cock get inside your wonderful asshole again.” I leaned forward slightly and put my hands on Will’s chest. I looked into Will’s eyes and prepared myself for Sir’s cock once more. He tried to push into my asshole, but couldn’t get his head inside. He leaned down and spat on my asshole, that being the only kind of lubrication handy. “Help me, love. Push out for me like you did the first time,” he said.
I pushed my asshole out as he pressed his head against my asshole. I bit my bottom lip and clasped my eyes shut to try and hide the intense pain this was causing. His cock head popped in past my sphincter and I couldn’t help but lean forward and almost make his cock exit. I let out a whimper of discomfort and pain as Sir started pushing forward more. He had his hands on my hips and was pulling me back to him.
“Ahh! Sir, please, take your cock out! I can’t take two! I just can’t!” I screamed at him.
“Shh, hush now little one,” he replied.
“No! I can’t take two, Sir!” I said as I pulled myself forward and forced his cock to exit my burning asshole.
“Come here, cunt!” Sir screamed at me as he pulled my hips back towards him. He pushed his cock into my asshole once more and I again pulled myself forward enough to make it exit yet again. I felt his hand slap my ass and he said, “Alright, I was trying to be gentle with you, but now Will is going to punish you. Get up and stand beside the bed while we decide your punishment.” I let a tear fall down my cheek as I got up after he did. Will got up and stood next to Sir. They began talking quietly, but I couldn’t distinguish anything they were saying. I was very scared now; Sir had said that Will was to punish me. Sir had already punished me once and it was horrible; I didn’t want to know what Will’s punishments felt like.
I saw Will nod and I heard him say, “Move in front of your bed, facing me,” Will said. I did as I was told. “Now, spread your arms up high and your legs far apart, like you’re doing jumping jacks.”
I complied and I felt him tie all four of my limbs to two of my posts. I began to cry silently as I saw Sir pull out a riding crop from a bag I hadn’t noticed earlier. “Now, I’m going to hit you 100 times with this, anywhere I wish. After each hit, you are to say, ‘I will not disobey!’. You will not struggle and you will not scream. Do you understand?” I nodded and heaved a breath. My whole body was trembling with fear. I swore to myself I would not resist either of them again tonight.
I saw him crack the crop in the air a few times; my whole body wincing with each crack, anticipating each blow onto my soft body. Will walked over towards me and I saw an evil lust in his eyes. He loved it that I had disobeyed and that he got to punish me. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my bottom lip. I wasn’t allowed to scream and I didn’t want to get a more severe punishment for doing so. I anticipated the first blow, and felt it land on and scratch my left breast.
“Ohh!” I whimpered out in pain. Will waited a few minutes before he cracked the whip down on me again, this time landing on my right breast. I resisted the urge to scream at the top of my lungs as the third one hit my gaping cunt. The fourth came down twice as hard as the third had, and on the same place.
“AHH!” I screamed out; I couldn’t help it.
I was prepared to hear Will or Sir verbally punish me, but Will only said, “That’s it. Scream for me baby. And you’re not saying what I asked you to. You’d better start saying it.”
I nodded and from that point on I always said “I will not disobey!” after every hit. He hit me over and over again, not only on my breasts and my soaking cunt, but also on my thighs, shins and stomach. I hurt all over by the time he got to 50 and he untied me and turned me around. I almost didn’t comply; I was in so much pain that I could hardly move. I reluctantly turned around and let him tie me in the same position. My ass got abused for the second time of the night.
When he had finally reached 100, my whole body was trembling with pain and I was barely whispering “I will not disobey” to Will. I had no more energy. It seemed like all of my energy had just been beaten out of me, and against my will at that. Will untied me and pushed me onto the bed. I curled myself up, trying to fall asleep I think, when Sir came over and gave me something to drink.
“Drink this. It will give you your energy back. We’re not done yet, love,” he said as he pressed a straw to my mouth. I drank all of the drink and he was right; within a few minutes I had all of my energy back. I was still in severe pain, but I was energized at least.
“Now, time to try again baby,” Sir said. I nodded and we all three got situated. “We’re starting over, little one, so remember, lower yourself onto his cock and slowly ride him until I say otherwise. Do not struggle this time when I try to put my cock into your asshole. Trust me, love, you’ll love it after the pain goes away.” I nodded again in response.
I lowered myself down onto Will’s now very hard cock; apparently he loved to hit women, because it had turned him on so much. His cock was already gleaming with precum and throbbing when I felt it slip into my cunt. I moved my hips around so that his whole cock could get inside my quivering body.
“Very good, now start riding his cock, baby,” Sir said to me.
I raised myself up and lowered myself back down. I began the slow rhythm as I had before, and not too long after I felt Sir’s breath on my neck telling me to go a bit faster. Faster and harder I pumped myself on top of Will. His hands were on my hips, guiding me; pulling and pushing me up and down. I felt his cock rubbing against my g-spot very roughly and it felt amazing. I was lost in my passion again and almost didn’t notice Sir rubbing his cock against my ass as I bounced off Will’s hard rod.
“Stop, love. Lean forward like before,” Sir said. I complied and leaned forward for him, closed my eyes shut, and waited for the pain. He reached under me and lubricated his fingers a bit with my leaking pussy juice. He gently pressed two fingers into my delicate asshole and began to slowly finger fuck my ass. I tried to forget the fact that his monster cock would be going up there within minutes, and I just tried to enjoy the feeling he was giving me. I grasped his fingers and Will’s cock with my muscles and I heard Will moan underneath me. I felt Sir add another digit into my now loosened up asshole and he began pumping his fingers in and out of me ruthlessly. I banged his fingers, moving my hips back to meet his amazing fingers. Just as I felt my orgasm building up steadily, he removed his fingers and I felt his cock press against my asshole.
“Kiss Will while I do this, love. Focus on the kiss only. Do you understand?” Sir asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I replied.
“Good girl. Now lean down and kiss him.”
I complied and felt my lips wrap around Will’s. It wasn’t long before our tongues were passionately playing with each other. The kiss alone made me quiver with lust for him. I felt Sir press against my asshole and felt his enormous head enter my asshole, popping past my sphincter. I tried to lift my head up and let out a squeal of pain, but Will held my head down and kissed me harder.
“Focus on the kiss, love. I’m not even here,” Sir said.
I relaxed my asshole and felt Sir push forward into my asshole. He kept pushing and pushing, deeper and deeper, as I tried to focus only on this amazing kiss I was having. Will was a phenomenal kisser. He knew all the right places to kiss in and around my mouth, and knew how to move his tongue a certain way to give me shivers of pleasure and desire. I didn’t hardly notice Sir’s cock again until he so matter-of-factly announced that he was all the way in.
“Now I want you to sit up slightly, love. Just a little over halfway,” Sir said.
I lifted myself up quickly and dropped back down, giving out a whimper of pain after I had sat up a bit.
“Do it slowly, love. Don’t hurt yourself too much,” Sir said, as if he’d forgotten to earlier.
I very slowly pushed myself up with the palms of my hands. It felt much better slower and I even let out a slight moan as I was up at the angle Sir wanted me to be.
“Good girl, how does that feel?”
“It hurts, Sir, but I like it that it hurts. I love the pain you give me,” I found myself saying.
“Mmm, that was the right answer. Now lift your hips up just a little baby. I’m going to stay put while Will is going to fuck your pussy gently,” he emphasized ‘gently’ and looked down at Will as he said it, “and then when I think you can handle it, I’m going to start moving my cock in and out of your ass at the same time that Will will be fucking your cunt. You will not resist us. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now Will, it’s your turn to have the pleasure.”
When I had raised my hips up, Will had followed me with his hips, keeping his cock in my pussy. I felt him lower himself slowly and pull completely out. He made sure that his cock was going to go into my entrance as he raised himself up again slightly, just as slow as he had went going out. I felt his cock stretch my pussy so wide it felt, but managed to keep quiet for the most part, even though my stretching pussy was telling me to scream at the top of my lungs. Will lifted himself up and down in a slow rhythm for several minutes before I found myself moving slightly with him. I felt Sir’s cock slowly start to move out a little bit, but then I thought it must have been imagination because he hadn’t moved except with my hips as I rose up and down to meet Will’s thrusts. I clenched my muscles around what meant to be Will’s cock, but Sir felt it too and they both moaned aloud in unison. I smiled to myself when I felt Will stop dead in his tracks; completely stopping his amazingly sensational rhythm that was simply enticing.
“Ride my cock again, baby. I want to lie here and watch you fuck my cock with that amazing cunt of yours,” Will said to me.
I nodded and raised myself up. Just as I was about to plunge back down, I heard Sir whisper, “I’m going to start fucking your asshole now, love. Ignore the pain and just think about how hard you’re going to make Will and I cum by letting us do this. Think about how much you’re pleasing us.”
“Mmm, yes Sir,” I replied.
I plunged myself back down and I felt Sir remove his cock from my asshole. I lifted myself back up and held myself there as I felt him push his cock back into my ass. It hurt because he hadn’t moved since he had entered the first time, but I tried to ignore it, like he had said. I let myself drop back down as he pulled out. We began this slow alternating rhythm and he waited until he thought I was comfortable enough to go faster.
“Pump his cock faster, love. Ride him harder now,” Sir said to me.
I nodded and began a new rhythm, this one faster and fiercer than before. I felt Sir speed up at the same time as me and go with my thrusts. It felt so amazing to have two cocks inside me at once. I felt so full like I never had before, and it felt so wonderful. I went faster and faster, now slamming myself onto Will’s cock as I felt Sir’s cock plunge into my asshole harder and harder with every thrust. Yet another orgasm was building up quickly inside me; I could tell this one would be the most powerful of all.
I clenched my muscles around their cocks as I bounced up and down with my own thrusts and Sir’s as well. I heard them moaning behind and below me as I myself was moaning and whimpering in pleasure. I soon felt the orgasm begin to surface; taking my breath and almost taking my motor skills away as well. I couldn’t move as my orgasm rushed through me. My breath was gone and I became lightheaded. I vaguely felt Sir and Will pumping my pussy and ass below and behind me as I was lost in my orgasm. I tried to breathe as it seemed like wave after wave of immense pleasure was streaming throughout my body. I was trembling all over and my pussy and ass clenched their cocks so tightly that I could tell they were having a hard time moving at all. They both moaned loudly and groaned as they came almost at the same time. The waves hit me even harder when I felt their hot cum fill my ass and pussy.
When I could finally take a breath, I let it out by letting out the most animalistic, guttural groan that had ever escaped my throat. I couldn’t keep myself up and I felt Sir and Will hold me in my position as they let the last few shots of cum fill me up. I began to get the feeling back in my trembling arms as we all caught our breaths. Somehow I knew that this was their best threesome they’d ever had…it was just too obvious that they had done this to another girl before; everything was so planned.
I jerked awake and sat straight up in my bed. The lights were out, I was in my sleepwear, everything was as it had been before. There was no way that could have been a dream. I looked at my clock: 1:17. I almost laid back down but something caught my eye. Something hanging on my bedpost. I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness, but ended up getting up and turning on the light. I took a deep breath as I turned around to look at my bedpost…I was so afraid that I was going to see Sir’s jacket there. When I turned around, I did see a coat…my own that I had hung up after I had came home late that evening. So, it was all a dream. Simply an amazing, erotic dream on a Saturday night.

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Bow down to the one you serve

If you’re looking for a quick fix sex fic, this might not be the story for you. If you’re looking for humiliation, pain, Male Dom, and female submission… oh and hard core torture, you’re in the right place! Main Characters: Mitchell Pearse – 33, shaved head, multiple tattoos. 6 feet tall, muscular build. Owns The Lagoon, a hip place to be if you’re drinking and looking for fun. 9 inch long dick. 2 inches across. Naomi Sakurai – 24, Half German and Half Japanese, Not a US citizen yet. Shaved pussy, no tattoos, long black, red, and white hair with a ‘scene girl’ hair cut. 5 feet and 2 inches tall. Works at The Lagoon as a sexy bartender.

Under The Weirwood Tree

In an alternate Westeros, where the Northern kingdoms have allied with the Wildling forces beyond the wall in the united hope of defeating the oncoming tide of the White Walkers, before King Robert journeys across the greater part of the wild lands to appoint Ned Stark as his new Hand, we find Ned’s sons, Rob and Jon, caught up in the whims and wiles of an entrancing wildling girl who wishes to see a Weirwood Tree.

A Family Tradition 2

I woke to see Alexis’s smiling face. She was wearing a silk robe, her nipples still engorged and pressing against the fabric. Her hair was sweaty and wild and she glowed as only a well fucked woman can glow. She stroked my face. “Ahhh, you’re back, Diana. For a minute, I thought I killed you. Forty-five minutes, you’ve had a nice nap!” She sighed. “That was the best orgasm I think another woman has ever given me.” Her hand dropped to my breast, slowly circling my erect nipple. “Was it good for you, too?”
I tried to speak, but a little sob came out so I nodded instead. I felt weak and excited and wonderful and astounded…and full. It took a moment for me to understand and then as my pussy muscles flexed, I realized that I still had several inches of the thick dildo inside me. I swallowed and tried again. “Thank you,” I replied in a hoarse whisper. “That was…I didn’t know it could be like that with a…woman.”
Alexis leaned over and kissed me gently on the mouth, her tongue barely brushing my lips. “Well, I don’t think it was so much me as that well hung son of yours. Seeing him fuck Eve really aroused you.” She licked her lips and added, “A lot!”
I turned my head to look into the next room. Chad was flat on his back asleep. Eve was curled up against him, her head on his chest, a shapely leg draped protectively across his legs. His penis, half erect and shiny with her juices rested against her thigh. Eve was asleep, her body still shiny with sweat, her hair bed-tousled. She looked beautiful and I envied her to the point of hatred. I sighed and realized that the sight of my naked son was making my pulse begin to race again. My pussy muscles throbbed and flexed, sending an aftershock of orgasmic pleasure coursing through my body.
“Oh my god, I want to fuck my son!” I whispered, awed at my own frank confession.
Alexis kissed me again. “Yes, I know. I understand.”
I took her hand and squeezed it. “Alexis, you said you watched your son lose his virginity? You said it excited you?”
Alexis looked at me, an evil grin on her face again. “Oh yes. Doctor Claire was with me. I absolutely raped her I was so turned on watching my Louis fuck his chosen lady! She had to go fetch her favorite strap-on and she must have fucked me a dozen times before I tuckered her out.”
“Then you didn’t…I mean with your son… You didn’t fuck him?”
Alexis blushed slightly, but her grin never wavered. “Are you kidding? I walked out of here, down to that bedroom and I fucked his brains out!”
My pussy contracted around the massive play cock in my pussy. I could feel my juices flowing again. I wiggled my butt around, seeking the delicious friction a cock provided. “You did! Do you still? Are you and your Louis lovers?”
“Oh yes,” she sighed. “I still enjoy the occasional adventure here, but when I go home, I go home to my handsome son and his hard cock!”
Again a little orgasmic aftershock thrilled through me. I glanced again at my son and Eve. I so badly needed to be her…to feel my son’s cum in my pussy! I wanted it now. I wanted Chad’s beautiful, thick penis inside me…filling my womb, making me cum, making me a baby, making me complete!
Alexis laughed and took hold of the dildo, still slick with her cream. Slowly she began to ease it out of my pussy, saying, “I think you’ve had enough of this. I think it’s time for the real thing. Are you ready?”
I nodded and then began to squirm and shiver as orgasmic sparks rippled through me as my clasping pussy grudgingly surrendered the thick rubber cock. I closed my eyes as the pleasure made me dizzy and it was several minutes before I could open them up again.
When I did open them, Alexis was standing before me wearing a sheer robe which did not conceal her lovely, trim body. “Recovered enough to go visit Chad?” she asked.
I climbed off the lounger on shaky legs and looked around for my dress. Alexis laughed and said, “Just come as you are. There’s a direct route to their bedroom. No one will see you naked…which is a shame. You have a lovely body, Diana.”
I blushed as I felt her eyes roaming admiringly over me. “Thank you. You’re beautiful too!” I replied, feeling like a lovesick schoolgirl, fumbling words of admiration to a would-be lover.
Alexis gave me one last long kiss and then took my hand and led me out a door. True to her word, a short hallway that opened up into the bedroom next door. My breathing became more rapid as we approached the bed, my son and his first lover embracing and asleep. I glanced up at the huge mirror and wondered…would somebody be watching me. My mind felt giddy as I realized I was about to crawl naked into bed with my son. Was I brave enough, crazy enough to make love to my own son?
“Eve,” I heard Alexis whisper. Eve opened her eyes and looked upwards. Alexis put a finger to her lips and in a scant whisper said, “You were wonderful, Eve, but Chad’s mother will take over her son’s education now.”
Eve turned and looked at me, her eyes widening as she looked at my nakedness. She smiled at me and carefully disengaging herself from Chad, stood up. We faced each other, our bodies so similar that we could be twins. Apparently this situation was exciting her, as her nipples were swelling again.
“Oh, you are so going to love your son’s cock, Diana. Chad’s a wonderful lover!” Eve exclaimed.
I blushed more, convinced my skin was beet red as I stammered in reply, “Um, uh thank you! I just hope I can…um, be as great a lover to my son as you were!”
Alexis slid in and slipped an arm around Eve’s waist. “Eve was magnificent, but there’s nothing like a mother’s love!” She kissed Eve while her other hand caressed the dark haired woman’s hairy pussy. Then she crossed over to me and kissed me again. “For good luck,” she said and then she held up three fingers. “And here’s a little incentive, Diana. Imagine how good it will be when it’s your cunt cream mixed up with Chad’s spunk!”
She pressed her fingers against my lips. I opened my mouth in surprise and tasted my son’s cum and Eve’s juices. It was soooo good! I moaned as Alexis slipped her fingers out and sucked as much of the delicious mix off them as I could.
Alexis waggled her wet fingers at me and whispered, “Have fun!” and walked off hand in hand with Eve, disappearing through the door we’d just came from.
I stood there for long seconds after being left alone with my naked, sleeping son. I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful body…so much like his father’s when he’d been a young man. Muscled and stocky with a shock of my black hair above and below! Out of his thatch of black pubic hair, his cock emerged, thick and half erect and still bigger than most men erect! It made my knees weak and my pussy hot just to look at it.
I glanced once more at the large mirror and then didn’t give it another thought. I eased into bed, curling up against my son’s warm, firm body as Eve had done. I draped my leg over his upper legs, rubbing my hairy, wet thatch against his thigh. My breasts dragged against his skin, my nipples hard, rubbery and throbbing, aching to be taken in his mouth and sucked and bitten. Chad pressed back against me in his sleep, giving a contented sigh.
I slowly trailed my hand across his flat stomach and down into his pubic hair. Scarcely believing I was doing so, I wrapped my fingers around his cock, now slippery with a thick coating of his own semen and Eve’s pussy cream. My heart was beating so hard I thought it would explode. I was so excited and it felt so…so right to have my son’s penis in my hand. It was if it were meant to be! I could barely get my fingers around his cock. Slowly, I began to stroke Chad’s cock.
Chad sighed happily in his slumber. His cock began to grow in my hand, extending, becoming huge and long. My cunt muscles began to spasm…hungry for my son’s thick cock. I could smell my own scent now, mixing with the fragrant smell of Chad’s jism and Eve’s pussy.
“I love you, Chad,” I whispered. “Mommy loves you and needs you. Mommy needs your cock!”
Chad smiled in his sleep and mumbled, “Love you, Mom.”
I eased downwards…making my way to my son’s crotch, unable to take my eyes off his now towering erection! I felt compelled to get closer. My nostrils flared and my senses reeled as I inhaled the scent of sex…semen and pussy cream, a scent becoming stronger and stronger as my face neared my son’s hard penis. I couldn’t help myself. I flicked my tongue out and licked the shaft of Chad’s cock. The taste of sex just fed my lust. Chad sighed as I licked it again and again. I stretched out along side my son and took his swollen cockhead in my mouth, allowing my tongue to dance and flit over his spongy, but firm flesh. Chad’s cock pulsed in my mouth. I began to suck him, barely able to contain my desire for him. I wanted to possess my son in every sense of the word.
Chad shifted and moaned softly, “Mom! Mom, I love you.” I almost answered him, but couldn’t yet bear to release him from my mouth. Slowly I took more of him…old talents beginning to come back to me.
I started as I felt his hand grip my ass, pulling my crotch towards him. I groaned around a mouthful of erect penis as I felt his breath on my sopping wet muff. I sobbed as I took more of him down my throat and I felt my own son’s fingers ruffling through my hairy mound, sliding between my already blooming labia and slipping into my hot cunt. My body felt like it had caught fire as Chad’s fingers swirled around inside my creamy pussy!
Just as my lips brushed Chad’s pubic hairs and I was feeling immensely satisfied having successfully deepthroated my son’s cock (oh, how Charles loved me doing that to him!), I almost choked on his flesh as I involuntarily gasped as I felt my son’s tongue roll sloppily over my cunt lips and slip into my wet slit! Oh my god! My son had his tongue in his mother’s pussy!
I bucked my cunt up against my son’s face as I began to wetly and noisily sucked his throbbing cock. Chad had no experience in pussy eating, but he was an eager student and appeared to be listening to my muffled moaned and squeals as he sloppily lapped at my quivering, juice drenched twat, learning my magic spots
I felt an orgasm begin rise inside me and although I was enjoying his enthusiastic muff diving efforts, I wanted his cock inside me the first time my son would make me cum. I moved away, despite his protests and let his cock slip from between my lips…a string of precum stretching until it broke to splatter against my heaving breasts. I turned and gazed at my son, my hair down in my eyes. “Mommy needs her baby’s cock deep inside her!” I growled in a husky voice.
Chad started to sit up, but laughed as I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back. “Oh wow…Eve…you seem so much like my Mom!”
He didn’t realize Eve had been replaced with the real thing, but as I straddled him and my thicker, more unruly bush came into view and I hovered over his cock…my pussy lips trying to clasp and swallow his cock head, I think he started to realize it wasn’t Eve about to fuck him. I whipped my head around, making my long hair fly away from my face. Chad’s eyes widened as I lowered myself down on his thick pole. “I said, Mommy needs her son’s cock and I meant it…son!” I said as my pussy enveloped his cock. Despite being stretched by Alexis’s big dildo, Chad’s monster dick was tight inside my cunt, stretching my flesh even more to allow him to cram his meat inside me. As wet and open as I was, I could only slowly work my way down, amazed that for all the cock I took inside, there was more to accept.
“Mom? Mommy, is this a dream?” Chad gasped as he tried to fling himself upwards, trying to bury more of himself in his mother’s womb. His hands reached up and took hold of my heavy breasts, palms rubbing and teasing my erect, button nipples. “Oh Mom! I love you!”
“I love you too, Chad!” I replied, my voice rising as I worked more of his cock into me. “It’s no dream, darling. Mommy’s going to fuck her little boy and make him cum and cum!” My last words were a scream as my furry bush brushed his pubic hairs and I took all of my son’s long, thick cock inside me…the head pressing deep against my cervix. My cunt muscles pulsed and massaged the length of his penis. I wanted him. I wanted to fuck my son and I wanted his seed. I rolled my hips, beginning the oldest dance in the world…the mating dance of a man and woman. Suddenly I knew I had to have his seed. Suddenly I wanted my son’s child!
I ground my cunt against my son’s crotch and leaned over to kiss him, reveling in the sensation of Chad’s cock pushing deep into my womb as my heavy breasts dragged across his hairy chest. My lips found his and I sighed with contentment as our tongues danced for the first time. He wrapped me in his arms and continued to thrust upwards into my pussy while I sought to keep all of him inside my steamy wet snatch. We began to rock together as if we’d been lovers for years. We moved together so well, our bodies quickly becoming slick with sweat. I opened my eyes and found that Chad was looking at me. Our kiss ended with us both whispering, “I love you,” to each other.
I felt so incredible. As wonderful a lover as Charles had been, our son was something more. All those half considered feelings of the past few weeks now blossomed into full blown love and lust for my son. His cock filled me as I have never been filled, the sweet, erotic pleasure it gave me spread through my entire body. Orgasmic fire flowed through my veins, growing in intensity with each thrust of Chad’s lovely cock.
I sat up, arching my back as I dropped my weight on my son, feeling his erection slide upwards, scraping my insides, cramming me full of young cock. I imagine I looked like the very essence of incestuous, motherly love…my mouth open in raw, orgasmic pleasure, my nipples swollen and aching, my stuffed pussy on fire and flowing a river of pussy cream that thickly coated my son’s long, thick shaft.
A massive orgasm took me by surprise, wracking my body with shock after shock of erotic delight. I sobbed, “I love you, Chad!” as he added to my orgasm by raising his hands to my heavy, hanging breasts and began massaging them and pinching and squeezing my hard button nipples.
I gasped for breath as my orgasm waned. Chad paused and I shook my head quickly. “No!” I pleaded. “Don’t stop. Son! Mommy’s needed this for a long time!”
Chad grinned up at me. “Don’t worry, Mom. I’m going to be in you a lot from now on! I love you! This is my greatest fantasy come true!” For emphasis, my son thrust powerfully upwards as I was sliding down his cock, making me tremble with pleasure.
Our coupling became more violent now, more frantic! Our bodies slapped together with wet, smacking sounds as sweat and pussy juice mingles at our joined crotches. Chad’s thrusts become more rapid and he put more into each thrust, making me tremble with little orgasms each time I accepted his cock. I leaned over and he raised his head and began sucking my breasts…the sensation of his tongue rolling over my hard, throbbing nipples making me cream even more. Without warning, my son suddenly bit my left nipple, making me scream with pain and pleasure and amazement. His father used to surprise me in the middle of lovemaking the exact same way!
Another orgasm crashed over me, sending me into a frenzy of nasty bed talk as my body convulsed with the pleasure my son was giving me. “YESSSS! OH YESSS, FUCK MEEE, CHAD! FUCK MOMMY! BURY THAT FAT COCK IN MOMMY’S PUSSY! MMMM, BITE MOMMY’S TITTIES! OH GOD, MAKE MOMMY CUMMM! MOMMY LOVES YOU! MOMMY LOVES YOUR BIG HARD DICK, SON!” I was now bouncing frantically up and down on my son’s cock, swept up in orgasmic fury, seeking to get more and more of Chad inside me.
As my orgasm again receded, I became even more aware of the massive hard-on my pussy was clenched tightly around. Alexis’s words, “Your son has uncommon control,” came back to me. Chad had fucked his mother into two orgasms and showed no sign of reaching climax himself (although he had a beatific smile on his face as his mother massaged his cock with her cunt muscles). We smiled at each other, not speaking, our eyes alone conveying our love and devotion to each other. We savored the sensation of being joined together, cock, pussy and souls
Finally, my breath eased up and again I started to fuck my son. “Just lie back and enjoy this, son!” I said softly, my hands caressing his strong chest. Slowly, I began to ride Chad’s cock, easing myself up and down his erection, working my pussy muscles to massage his massive column of cockflesh. Up and down, always slow…agonizingly slow. Sweat poured off my aroused body as I rode my son. Erotic bliss waxed and waned inside me, each time bringing me closer and closer to the brink of unprecedented pleasure. Chad began to moan and sigh as I worked his cock. As I rode my son, I heard echoes of a rock song from my youth, “Slow Ride,” and I rocked my body in rhythm to that almost forgotten tune.
Sweet minutes that seemed like hours passed. Pleasure began to build again, reaching a peak and then going higher. I felt my own control begin to slip and I started to speed up. My pussy tightened around Chad’s cock as I slipped down on him one last time and like a dam bursting, my orgasm detonated. I began to cum, my pussy juices bathing my son’s penis in liquid heat.
Chad gasped as well and began to buck up into my womb and my orgasm went nuclear as for the first time my son flooded my pussy with his white hot semen and I mean flooded! I can’t recall ever receiving the gift of so much spunk at one time! I lost grip on the world then as everything went away except for my son’s face and his passionate cries of, “I love you, Mom!” and even that faded as pure orgasmic bliss of such intensity that I’d never experienced before took me away. If there is a heaven, this must be what it’s like.
I came back to myself eventually, discovering myself on my back and my son between my sprawled legs, still thrusting his cock into my cum drenched-semen soaked pussy. Finally, his cock slowly deflating, Chad slipped out of my clasping cunt and fell over to my side. We both panted words of our love to each other. As we both began to succumb to exhaustion, I noticed the lights dimming and almost felt modest enough to blush realizing that Alexis and maybe others had watched my son and I make love.
I woke to the feeling of fingers touching me, caressing me, exploring me. My son’s lips found mine and we kissed deeply like lovers always should. My hands found his cock, now impossibly hard again and I marveled at Chad’s recuperative abilities. My son shifted on top of me, spreading my legs and then lifting them to his shoulders as he thrust forward, guided by my hand, into my sodden cunt. In the twilight of sleep, my son fucked me till I begged him to cum in me…to give me his seed and make me a baby! He liked the sound of that. I realized that the idea of me swollen with his child excited Chad as he again flooded my womb with another massive load of his semen as I writhed in orgasm beneath him.
Basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, Chad talked quietly of his long secret crush on me. “I’ve been in love with you forever, Mom! Even before Dad died, I’ve known I loved you.” Chad confessed that his father, my Charles knew how he felt. “Dad caught me masturbating to a picture of you in a bikini. He didn’t get mad or anything.” Chad squeezed my hand as he said, “Dad told me he was happy knowing I’d take care of you after he was gone!”
We both had tears in our eyes and I kissed my son’s cheeks clear of his tears and replied, “I know he loved us both and is smiling down at us right now!” It boggled my mind to think that perhaps Charles had this ending in mind when he first asked me to take Chad to Fulfillment…that even as he was dying, he was making plans for my happiness. And I was happy. Now in the arms of my son, his semen trickling from my pussy, I was as happy as I’d ever been.
My son and I fell asleep again only to wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs. A beautiful young woman clad only in a wispy apron was setting a tray full of food down for us. In a lyrical Irish accent, she said, “Compliments of Madam Alexis.” Both Chad and I watched her walk away, both of us appreciating the tautness of her firm butt. A tingle stirred feelings deep in my loins and I wondered silently what other hungers had been awakened in me by this place and by Alexis.
We ate ravenously and then my son and I began eyeing each other, anxious to continue what we had started when our hostess stepped into the room. Alexis was once again dressed, this time in a lovely dress that clung to her shapely form. She was carrying our clothes which had been cleaned and ironed.
“Good morning my dears,” she said smiling. She leaned over and kissed me, long and slow and then walked around the bed and kissed Chad in the same fashion. “Mmmm, your son is a wonderful kisser, Diana. He must have had a good teacher,” she said, offering me a wink. “I hate to say it, but it’s time for you to go home. Of course, I imagine things will continue on at home.”
Home! Suddenly all sorts of fantasies began to explode in my head. Fantasies of all the things my son and I could and would be doing as soon as we were home! We couldn’t thank Alexis enough, but she kept handing the credit back to us. “This is what this house is all about, dears. Fulfillment of what we need and desire.”
We dressed with Alexis’s help. Chad stood goggle-eyed as Alexis knelt and helped me with my panties, pausing to press her face into my hairy puss for a moment. He was then struck dumb when Alexis helped him with his underwear, taking a moment to lick his again hard cock and then saying, “”Ah, your mother’s creamy pussy cream, such a sweet taste on such a lovely cock!”
Alexis walked us out to our waiting car. She told us that she hoped we would return soon. “Chad’s membership is paid in full, Diana and you…well, you are always welcome here.” She kissed me again and then whispered in my ear as she deftly palmed my breast. “You make me wet, darling and you’ve not even tasted my pussy yet!” I knew immediately that we would return. That there were many more bridges to adventure left to cross.
Then we were gone, driving back across the Brooklyn Bridge. Chad and I could scarcely say a word. We just kept glancing at each other with the goofiest of grins. We were driving home to a new life and to fulfillment today and everyday for the rest of our lives.

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A cold evening on the campus

It was the middle of December, three days before the college broke for Christmas. The days had become really short, and if you lived in the middle of a concrete forest like I did, really cold. I was in second year then, having given the end semester examinations, and trying to enjoy the few days that remained before we all headed off for our homes. But one can only enjoy as much with an empty hostel, most of my mates having departed already inspite of the fact that college was still on. Not so for me, my parents would mail me the e-ticket right on the day the college closed.
Cursing my luck, I sat in the large hall, all mine now, the only remaining guy spending his time with his girlfriend in some secret location. I didn’t have a girlfriend back then, and sitting in the empty hall made me wonder if I should have tried harder to get one. And coupled with the cold, it made me feel horny as hell. As if to mock my predicament, a gaggle of girls (it’s geese I know, anyway) passed on the road outside the hostel, towards the college. I didn’t recognize them, and would have ignored them but for the fact that my nose chose to assert itself at that very moment. The resultant explosion drew their attention, and on inquiring, found me hastily wiping my nose. This caused them to erupt in fresh laughter,and they went on their way.”Bitches” I thought to myself, my mind conjuring up images of the girls naked on their backs, being fucked hard by my…..
The clock told me another hour had been deleted from my lonely existence. I was still sitting with a running nose, as alone as before. To make matters worse, I discovered that I was now sneezing at short intervals,and headed off to the medicine closet to get something. This done, I headed back to my room to freshen up, deal with the copious phlegm and decide what I’d do for the rest of the day. This took me another hour, for the sneezes proved to be too resilient for one tablet to work. WHen I was finally done, I decided, against better sense, to head to the college and see if anyone was around.
Informing the warden, I set off towards the almost desolate college, looking boring and somewhat haunted in the fading daylight. To add to this mysterious dimension was the presence of a single bike in the parking lot, the concrete expanse showing no other signs of recent use. More surprisingly, it was a girl’s bike, all pink and lavender, with a basket up front. Wondering which girl could be spending her time so fruitlessly (even the library had closed by now), I headed in, past the foreboding gate and the equally suspicious glance of the gatekeeper, into the main building.
Now our college was built in the 50s, when colonial architecture had gone out of fashion but artistic sense had not yet taken its place in the minds of architects. The result was a Soviet-style block of concrete that had narrow slits for windows, more for use as nesting places for birds than as inlets for light, let alone warmth. In my two years here. I had come to know the structure and its interior by heart, though each passage was as boring as the previous and the next, each staircase as dark and steep as the one in the next wing, and so on. I also knew that the staff would have headed off home or to the staff canteen by now, leaving the behemoth to brood by itself.
Passing through the lower part of the building, I decided to head towards the field, hoping to find someone, or at least something to do. The moment I stepped onto the grass, however, my body told me it was the wrong choice. Not only was I clad in simple sandals which left my feet at the cold mercy of tall dewy grass, but the vast expanse created a sort of Gobi desert where wind freely smashed into you, as if asking why you had dared to come at this hour. Add to it the totally empty field, and the college was starting to feel positively spooky.
I crossed the field double pace, my feet thoroughly drenched and my nose starting to protest again. So I was greatly relieved to replace the windy cold for the stony cold of the passages that opened onto the field. Fishing out my phone , I discovered the time to be around four, yet the place looked like something out of a medieval haunted castle. Finding the stony cold to be little better when it came to cheering one up, I picked up pace, deciding to head back home rather than humour the spirits that were surely wondering what this human was up to.
The pillars beside me began to whizz past as I covered the long passage. Reaching its end, I decided against taking a short cut through the building, instead going round, taking a sharp corner as I continued my lonely sojourn. I was walking so fast that my sandals were protesting, my breath coming in ragged gasps, all to keep my body warm. I was walking so fast,that I almost missed her.
I decelerated at a rapid pace, coming to stop two pillars ahead of where she half sat half against the pillar. Retracing my steps till I was standing a yard away, I realized she must be one of the freshers,for I could not recognize her. And if the chemistry textbook on her lap was any indication, she was not of my department either (I was in commerce).
For a brief while I stood there, wondering if the girl was at all alive, it being inconceivable that someone could sleep with the wind as it was. Evidently she was alive, for her chest rose and fell gently. Wondering whether I should wake her or not, I realized that there was about half an hour till the gate was locked, and she would likely have to spend the night here. Bending down beside her, I gently cleared my throat, making an odd sound as the cold had reached my throat. She didn’t respond, her features the same as before, her hair gently flying in the wind. I opened my mouth to speak, but stopped as an opportunity came to my mind.
I had no girlfriend, and it had been quite a while since I had felt a girl’s touch, or to be more precise, squeezed any tits. This one had a nice pair, the contours, inspite of being dulled by triple layers of bra, blouse and sweater, telling me that she must atleast be a C cup. Forgetting the deadlline completely, I watched mesmerized as the bulge on her chest rose and fell with her breathing, standing out at all times against her flat stomach and narrow waist, partly obscured by the book.
This sight was, even before I realized it, giving me a hard-on, and I couldn’t help but lean closer, close enough to feel her warm breath brush against my face, her black hair caressing my face, even as she slept in blissful ignorance. Inspite of this proximity to her face however, I found nothing very attractive about her bespectacled, slightly freckled face, my attention shifting again to her tits, which were now barely inches from my hungry hands. For a moment I held myself, my common sense stopping me from sinking my fingers into the soft bulge before me. If she woke, it would probably be the end of my studies here. On the other hand, if the wind didn’t wake her….
My index finger soon rested on her stomach, poking her gently. No response. I placed the same finger on her tits, taking care to balance myself lest I slip and fall on her. In this position I was at almost no risk, but I couldn’t feel anything either. Keeping an eye on her closed eyelids and making sure she was breathing as peacefully as before, I gradually placed two, three and then five fingers on the left side of her breasts, not daring to apply any pressure. Yet the very image of my hand resting squarely on her chest made me hard, making me throw caution to the winds as I went for more.
Shifting again while taking care not to press down, I was soon on top of her legs, both my hands placed on the tits, resting lightly but firmly on the heavily clothed mounds. I began to spread my fingers till they had encompassed her chest, touching each other, like two spiders getting ready to wrap round their prey. Still she showed no sign of waking, and I gathered the courage, aided by a nose that threatened to take the road of high morality should I waste too much time. Ensuring that my palms were at the base of her tits, I began to squeeze.
The tits had felt firm under my grasp, like heavy rubbery globes that were just meant to be mauled. My manhood pushing against my jeans, I squeezed harder, pushing my fingers deeper into her chest, eager to take in as much of the soft flesh as possible into my palm. Though the sweater proved to be an impediment, I soon found myself squeezing them as much as possible, loving the way the bouncy tits filled my hands and resisted my fingers as they invaded it. Suddenly I was aware of two eyes staring at me, then a shrill scream.
Hands were pushing against me, scratching me, desperate to get me off her. Her legs were kicking mine,. pushing me off balance and on top of her. I landed with softly on her, temporarily knocking the breath out of her. Ironically my landing was softened by the very tits she was trying to defend, trapping her and my hands underneath us. I freed mine first, pressing my hand against her mouth as my other tried to fend off her now free arms. This forced my to press further, allowing her to bite my fingers. In the position, I had no other option but to allow her hands to scratch and punch me, my free arm trying to free the other.
As I freed my hand however, she screamed again, making me realize that she needed to be silenced for good. Clambering up on her somehow (which incidentally pressed my knee into her rib cage) I landed a hard punch on the part of her torso available,followed by two on her heaving tits. I had no time to admire them , however, as she screamed a third time. Two slaps and another punch later though, she saw sense in closing her pouty lips. Silence descended again on the campus, with no sign of the watchman, yet. I clasped my hand on her face again. She couldn’t bite me this time, nor was she willing to take any more punches, instead she looked at me with the angriest expression she could muster.
Yet as one danger passed,another appeared : the sounds of the watchman’s stick could be heard in the distance. I realized that there was no time to reason with her,. and she must be hidden quickly. Letting her face go, I grabbed her long hair in my left arm, holding onto it while I got up with the other. She found herself dragged up by her hair, yelping and crying but not screaming. Relieved that she’d not yet heard the footsteps, I made her pick up her book, then dragged her to the nearest classroom. Locked. Damn the steps were getting nearer, and she heard them too. I saw her prepare to scream, and punched her again. Dragging her to the next room before she could recover, I found it unlocked,and thanking providence, threw her inside, closing the door just as the watchman entered the corridor we had been in.
My heart was in my mouth, as I pressed the girl against the wall of the dark room, replacing the hold of her hair with a hold on her mouth, the other hand keeping her hands at bay. The sounds got nearer, and it was all I could do to keep her from pushing me away and running. Closer and closer, as I prayed that he would not enter the room. She kicked me, and almost lost balance. I punched her again, as the man passed outside the door and moved on. Another punch quietened her, and i heaved a sigh of relief as the sounds became fainter. Relieved I collapsed against her, my mouth naturally coming close to hers. Before she could scream, my lips were on hers.
Shocked, she opened her mouth, allowing my tongue to dart inside, exploring her reluctant tongue in the warmth of her mouth. Her hands tried to push me away, as her teeth clamped down, making me howl in pain. Guessing the position, I swung my hand, colliding with something soft, feeling my tongue jerk in her mouth, even something warm touched my cheek and trickled down . My tongue was released, and it trapped hers, forcing it to play, her taste organ unable to prevent me from running all over it, then taste her cheeks and teeth, all the while she passively allowing the invasion of her mouth.
Meanwhile my hands had, almost on their own,sought out her tits, and soon placed themselves on the bulge, which was aided by her efforts to get me off her chest. She responded to this new outrage by intensifying her thrust on my hands, pulling and scratching them as they held her tits captive. I was finding it hard to hold onto her mouth as she tried to say something, shaking her head. The watchman having long gone, I took the luxury of letting her mouth go, and was relieved to find only weak protests come out of her oral cavity.
Yet the focus was now squarely on her tits, one hand mauling the mounds, squeezing as deep as the position would allow, the other starting to raise her sweater. The second task proved harder, and I pushed my hand inside it. I was greeted by warm flesh, which I intentionally pinched and scraped, making her whimper and squirm between me and the wall. Presently I came to an expanse of cotton, my hand hitting an obstruction on its way up. Readjusting my hand, I pushed between bra and blouse/sweater, and was rewarded with a big mound that I cupped in my eager hand. As she had shifted to scratching the hand that had penetrated her cotton defences, I used my free hand to hold her against the wall, giving me more room to maul her boob.
Using this extra room to poke her ribs with my knuckle, I proceeded to pull down the cotton cup, replacing soft cotton for softer flesh. More arousingly still, something hard and rubbery poked my fingers, making me imprison it between my thumb and forefinger, and give it a hard twist. She let out a squeal, her legs trembling under me as her struggles stopped and renewed with greater vigor, A harder twist, and she now shifted from begging me to let her go to letting go of her nipple.
Using the opportunity given by her weakened resistance, I grabbed her sweater and yanked it up, pushing up her blouse along with it. When it was held back by her armpits, I navigated my free hand to her other tit, yanking the bra down and exposing (though I could not see them) the tits in all their glory. Before she could protest, her nipples registered theirs by becoming hard, each half an inch long, and from what I could feel, quite puffy. I welcomed this by latching onto both with my fingers, pulling and twisting them as she pushed against me. This was followed by pulling the nips upwards, forcing them to take the weight of the heavy tits. Releasing one, I gently cupped the underside of the still imprisoned other boob, squeezing it softly, loving the soft underside of her tit.
Risking further scratching, I let go of her nipple, bending down instead. Using my nose to find her tit, I took in one nipple, sucking the soft nub, almost willing it to produce milk. Instead it produced sobs and whimpers from her, though the hand in my hair wasn’t pulling too hard. Wrapping my arms round her naked abdomen, I continued sucking her, alternating it with flicks with my tongue. The softer ministrations began to change the tenor of her voice, making it heavier and replacing the yelps with moans. The hand in my hair was actually stroking it now, pressing my head against her chest, wanting me to continue sucking her like a child.
I obliged, shifting from one tit to another, now sucking , now biting the soft tit, now forcing her tit into my mouth using my hand. She was pressing against me now, all pretense of resistance gone. Her tits were wet with my saliva, but she didn’t want me to stop,protesting when I did. Heedless of her protests, I kissed her again, full on the lips, and was surprised to find her kissing back, her arms holding onto my shoulders, her wet torso pressing against my chest, her body, invisible in the darkness, nevertheless expressing its desire to be taken.
My hands shifted to her jeans, pulling the belt till it was out of the way, before undoing the button and dragging down her jeans. She realized the progress I’d made only when th cold air touched her thighs, my fingers kneading the soft expanse of flesh. She pulled away from my lips, begging me not to fuck her. “Why not ? You want me, don’t you?” I asked, getting only silence in response. Yet when I resumed the tugging, she spoke in a soft voice “I’m a virgin.” Really ? I asked in my mind. Today was my lucky day!
Evidently she didn’t share my feelings, for she began pleading harder as I continued to pull them down, reaching her ankles soon. All she had on were her panties now. “Please, don’t take my virginity.”
“How will you stop me?” I taunted her, pushing one finger into her crotch, feeling the warm wetness of her vagina. Coating my finger in the soft wetness, using the liquid coating my finger as proof of her willingness, thrusting it against her nose. She remained silent. I pushed it into her mouth, and she reluctantly licked it, her tongue lapping up her own juices. But again she said “Please….” I could tell she was looking at me beseechingly, but the benefit of not being able to look into them allowed me to ignore her promises of not telling anybody if I let her go now. I replaced my finger at the warm wet crotch, poking it , loving the softness of her vulva.
In a flash, her panties were bunched round her thighs, and her bush,with the vagina concealed within, was exposed. I probed deeper, ignoring her pleas and occassional push, till I found her wet hole, parting the outer lips as I soaked in the wetness. She was sobbing quietly now,but I knew she would become aroused again if I started fucking her. Yet the position was too dificult, and we were too close to the door, so I decided to shift her.
She probably read it as a sign of my backing off, for I heard her heave sigh of relief. Taking a hold of her hand, I used the other to feel along the wall till I found the switchboard,and turning on switches at random, I waited as the tubelight flickered to light, showing me my victim for the first time in the room. She was in a mess, chunks of paint enmeshed in her hair, her top pulled up untidily and her fair skin exposed from tit to pussy and beyond. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were glistening, but I could also make out the damp spot in her panties , which was embarassing her.
My dick was getting as hard as obsidian in my pants, so I decided to free it. Her mouth opened in an O when she saw the size of it – 9 inches and a good deal thick. Truth be told I had never had sex with a girl before, having only been sucked once. Now I wanted a similar, if not better, performance from her. Advancing upon her, I grabbed her hair and, instead of the pull towards me that she expected, I pushed her to her knees, her poor bones hitting the floor with a thud. Now positioned before me with her eyes staring at me with a mixture of bafflement and fear, I ensured she was looking at my dick instead by holding it directly above her head. Moving further, I placed the dick directly above her head, taking out my phone and clicking a picture before she could object. Next I lowered my cock a little, using the long shaft to poke her in the o t face, clicking away at her intense discomfiture.
But my hormones were by now too high for me to continue clicking her, and I proceeded to fucking her. Brushing her hands away, I made it clear to her that she would be face fucked whether she liked it or not, which, if done well,I might consider as enough for the night. The stupid cunt believed me, allowing me to place the tip of my prick in her waiting mouth. I had loved her tongue on mine, but tongue on cock took it to an entirely different level. As her fleshy organ now began to lick the tip of my dick, I the tingling wet sensations spreading from the tip to my whole organ, heightening my pleasure. More pressure on her hair encouraged her to innovate, and she began to lick up and down my shaft, gently pulling the skin of my sacks into her mouth, before licking my balls and returning to my dick. If I had had only the sight of her pleasuring me, it would have sufficed, but the feeling of her tongue and lips on my dick was awesome beyond description.
She now shifted to the tip again, her lips wrapping like a red band round the tip, blowing hot breath onto my cock at short intervals. Gradually she took more and more of it into her oral hole, engulfing my dick in a warm wet orifice. Yet she stopped round half my dick, considering it impossible to go further. Frustrated, I grabbed to handfuls of her hair, pulling her head into my pubic hair, causing her tear stained eyes to widen in horror, depositing the tears I had spilled from her eyes, in my groin. I held her there for a few seconds but it must have seemed like an eternity to her. Had it not been for the fact that she was choking, I would have kept her in the position for much longer, In the event, I pulled out sufficiently to allow her to gulp in air,before pushing in again, face fucking her hard. From the tightness of her orifice, I could tell that I was penetrating deep into her throat, her gagging only increasing my pleasure.
I realized that if I continued to fuck her this way, I would cum in her throat. Unfortunately for her, I wanted to take her cherry, cumming in the hole that mattered. So I pulled out with great reluctance, allowing her to gulp in air as I backed off slightly, still admiring the saliva on my dick.
Yet when I showed no signs of letting her go, she began to plead again.
Checking to make sure the door was securely locked, I advanced upon her, too far gone to bother about her mumbling entreaties, which turned to screams when I grabbed her waist, pushing her onto the nearest bench. She prompty sat up, trying to get off the cold wood, trying to kick me away. Unfortunately for her, one of the kicks landed on my balls, giving her a momentary advantage, but earning her two hard slaps which knocked her back onto the bench. Grabbing her legs, I made short work of her panties (her jeans had fallen off), and pulled her legs wide apart, forcing her to face the reality that she would be raped. “You might as well enjoy it. ” I whispered to her. pressing in the point.
Predictably, this brought forth another volley of pleas and kicks, the latter no longer effective as I was standing inches from her exposed honeypot. As for her pleas, they got louder and shriller as I poked her pussy with my dick, my dick fully hard thanks to her effort. If she had asked me to be gentle with her , I might have complied, but she kept up her “virgin” banter, interspersed by the sobs which served as a visual aphrodisiac for my cock.
She was trying to get up again, and this time I didn’t stop her. Instead, I grabbed her arms, pulling her towards me, till she was sitting on the desk, her tear stained face filling my vision. Holding her with one hand, I pushed the other between the folds of her pussy, feeling for her clit. This made her plead some more, but I could tell she was getting aroused again, her pleas becoming shorter and huskier. Encouraged, I changed the angle of my hand, while the other positioned her legs round my waist. Discovering her clit, I gently touched it, making her jump, yet become wetter still. Her eyes were closed now, allowing me to concentrate on rubbing her hole as imaginatively as I could, pushing as many as four fingers into the sopping lips, but taking care to stay away from her maidenhead.
The effort gave fruit soon, her mouth now opening only to emit moans of increasing intensity, her arms holding onto my shoulders for support as she again found herself at the mercy of her sexual nature. Yet I could not go on like this forever, especially when my dick suddenly touched her thighs, causing me to almost cum in excitement. Removing my hand, I replaced it with my hand, poking gently at her hole. Yet she made no complaint now, her eyes closed still. I could wait no more, reaction or no reaction. I applied more pressure, forcing my dick just inside her folds, then deeper still, till I reached a block. Her cherry.
Her eyes snapped open, her face showing confusion as her mind fought between continuing the pleasurable experience and protecting her virginity. I enjoyed it, her mouth expressing confused words even as her pussy was fully prepared to take me in. Finally I saw the confusion clear. In a small voice, she said, “Please don’t.” I slammed in.
It’s hard to describe the feeling of slamming into a virgin, an aroused virgin yet a scared virgin. As I filled her completely, her hole wrapped me like a tight glove, almost squeezing me as it tried to accommodate a man for the first time. Her eyes, wide in shock, only egged me on as I pushed in all the way to my balls, replacing the cold air for the warmth of a shocked female.
I held there for what seemed like eternity, my body and mind in pure bliss, savouring the sensations that moved from my groin to fill my senses, even as her eyes looked away, a tear trickling down the fair cheek to enter her mouth. As the second tear began to make its way down, I pulled out, holding it outside for a moment. There was blood on my dick, her virginal blood attesting to my conquest of her cunt. Loving the feeling, I slammed back in, causing her to jerk,her tits bouncing against my chest.
Out, and back in again. I picked up my pace, forcefully kissing the girl,mashing her lips against mine as her tits were against my chest, her pussy walls against my dick. She had no option but to hold onto me, as my violent thrusts became faster and faster, till I was fucking her in a frenzy, our bodies slapping against each other, her mouth letting out grunts of pain and pleasure. But for me it was only blissful incomparable pleasure, my mind loving the dual sensations of having taken a girl’s virginity and the more current one of fucking the shit out of her,
Grabbing her thighs, I pulled her closer, her warm presence becoming almost one with me as we mated in the empty room. She was bearing the brunt of it all, from the cold of the wood to the force of my thrusts, yet I could tell she was getting more and more aroused. The tears had continued to flow, but the crestfallen look had given way to a lustful one, her eyes betraying a desire she’d kept locked up like a good girl, till it was forced out of her, Now she surrendered completely to it, the legs round my waist gripping me with a force more than what was necessary, her lips kissing me with a hunger of their own, her eyes begging me to continue my violation. As I approached orgasm, she actually began to meet my thrusts with some of her own, her arms, now supporting her body, assisting in this expression of desire,
I was rapidly approaching my orgasm now. Her toes were pressed against my butt, pushing me up towards her; her lovely head was throwing itself back in loud moans, before coming up to meet my lips again. As I held her slender torso, she pressed harder against me, her arms pushing her towards my invading pole. My lips were moving all over her upper torso now, kissing sucking licking and biting away at her neck, chest and breasts as she moaned more frequently, her sounds of pleasure eclipsing the sounds of our slapping bodies.
Yet I could hold no more,. Pressing her hard against me, I pushed in as far as my dick would go, burying my face in her neck as I came hard, emptying load upon load of warm jizz into her once virgin cunt. She didn’t resist, but took it all in, trying to bring herself to orgasm. I dimly noted her letting out a moan that was almost a scream, her hips banging hard against mine, her juices overflowing her pussy, lost as I was in the warm afterglow of my own orgasm, loving the tight velvet like warmth of her most precious place. Exhausted, I pressed my body against her, as her arms began to buckle then collapse. We landed hard on the bench, our my arms still underneath her, her legs still wrapped around mine, our tired bodies relaxing after an exhilarating experience. Unable to resist, I closed my eyes, falling asleep on top of her.
I awoke to a gentle nudging from my victim and lover, her eyes looking at me with an alarm which made me realize that I wasn’t in my wedding bed, but on a cold bench in the deserted college. To make matters worse, sounds of the watchman were returning towards the door, marking the second of his three nightly circuits of the college. And it seemed he had noticed the light. Getting up quickly,my heart in my mouth, I fled to a corner, hiding behind some unused desks piled together. She wasn’t so fast, and after dressing quickly, had the unpleasant job of opening the door. I spent tense moment as I saw her talk with the invisible watchman, her voice so low as to be unintelligible from my corner. For some reason, she failed to persuade him not to enter, and he pushed past her, in the process pushing her against a wall.
It took my slow brain another minute to realize she was pleading, and another before I realized she would have to give the second blow job of the night. I held my breath till I saw him lower his pants, her face appearing between his legs. Sneaking out softly, I took the bunch of keys, marveling at the watchman’s lust, which prevented him from ascertaining where I was,and which now prevented him from noticing me passing inches from him. I made good my escape through the side door, leaving the keys there. As I departed, I heard a faint female scream. Poor girl, it would be a long night for her indeed.
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Lia’s Night Out

This is a relatively violent story. If you’re not into that kinda thing…don’t read it. Otherwise feel free to comment.

Krylo!

A story about the great and uncanny town of Krylo! It is unlike anywhere else on Earth.

Natya’s Last Walk

Natya smiled as she closed the door to the Dinner Diner, the place of her employment for the past few years. Locking the door, she hummed to herself, happy that she was finally out of work after a long 12 hour shift on a Friday night. She tucked her keys into her purse and began walking home. Traditionally, she walked along the riverside to her apartment. Surrounded by a thick wooded area, the walkway may have deterred anyone new to the area, but Natya had lived here for almost 3 years and never missed her walk through the tranquil woods.
She found the dirt path that led into the woods and found her way down it. It was as familiar in the dark to her as in the daylight. She stuffed ear buds into her ears and switched her iPod on, turning up the music loud enough that she didn’t hear the men approach her a little ways down the road.
Suddenly, a hand was clasped over her mouth and her good mood was shattered as she realized she was being overtaken. Hands pulled her arms roughly behind her back and another hand pulled her ear buds out with one tug of the cord. She tried to scream but only managed some pathetic, muffled whimpering. She felt hot breath against her neck and heard a voice say “Traveling alone at night? .. Dangerous.” and to her right, she heard chuckling. So, two men.. she assessed silently, wondering what her chances of escape were. If they have guns, I have to do anything I can to get out alive… She could feel her lips trembling under the large hand covering her mouth.
“So,” the first voice said, “you like sucking cock?” Natya, trying so hard to be strong, felt a tear trickle down her cheek. “Well, you’re going to get to show us how much you like it tonight. And if there’s any teeth or screaming, you’ll get your pretty face blown off. Got it?” Natya nodded, breathing heavily against his hand. So they do have a gun. “Good. Now get on your knees.”
Natya obeyed, tears trickling down her cheeks in a fair stream. She got on her knees and felt one of them roughly pulling off her top and undoing her bra. Then, topless, her hands were tied behind her back. She heard the sound of a zipper and smelled the sickly sweet stench of manhood as it flopped out and hit her in the face. Crying, she opened her mouth and took in the first few inches of his cock, sucking gently.
“No, bitch. Suck it like the filthy whore you are. All the way down.” And with his words, Natya felt him take her head into his hands to hold while he pushed his cock in, sliding into the back of her mouth and into her throat, gagging her violently. “Ohhh yessss…” the man moaned, “Just like that, you useless slut.” Marking his words, she felt him begin to pump his cock into her face over and over, gagging and choking her harder each time. Natya began to panic, unable to breathe, and tried to cry out but only managed to make gurgling noises that seemed to make her attacker even harder. “God yes, slut. Let me hear you gag on my cock. You worship cock, don’t you? Are you a good slut, female? All females are sluts, you know.” He laughed a little as he gagged her again, this time holding her head down on his cock. “You think you can stay down for 30 seconds?” He growled, “I’ll let you breathe for a minute if you do, slut..”
Gagging, Natya tried to count as her lips touched the man’s ball sack. 1.. 2.. 3… oh god he’s going to suffocate me with his cock! 10.. 11.. 12.. I can’t do it… 22.. 23.. 24.. By 30 she was sputtering, drooling all around the man’s shaft. When he let go, she gasped in air and shamed herself by feeling good when he praised her, “That’s a good slut! You know what you were born to do.” As she drew in much needed air she felt the other man pulling her skirt up to her waist, revealing her panties which were somehow soaked. She flushed with embarrassment. The man behind her chuckled. “Oh, she loves it, Jim,” he growled as he slipped a finger into the crotch of her underwear and pulled them down to her knees.
“You like it, huh slut?” Jim said, and as Natya looked up to protest, he shoved his cock down her throat again. “This time we’re going to try for 45. Think you can do that, cunt?” Natya writhed as he counted aloud for her, and felt the other man touching her, opening her pussy lips and fingering her, spreading her ass cheeks and roughly shoving two fingers to the 3rd knuckle in as she squealed and choked.
“45! Very good, slut cunt.” Jim let go of her face and she gasped for air once again. “I think I’m read to take your holes. Is she ready, Ted?”
“Oh yeah, she is,” Ted responded. She felt herself being stood up, her panties taken off completely, then back on her knees she went so she was facing Ted now. Jim slapped her ass and demanded that she put it up higher in the air, and she obeyed.
“Open.” Ted said roughly as he shoved his cock into her mouth. She couldn’t help but notice that Jim was a little bigger than Ted. Then she felt Jim’s cockhead push at her pussy lips and she realized he meant to fuck her without a condom. She tried to moan her protest but Ted seized her head and pulled her onto his cock much like Jim had. Even though Ted was smaller, she still gagged just as hard and choked as Jim’s cock penetrated her.
“Oh yes… she loves it. You’re so wet you stupid whore, you love serving men don’t you?” Natya couldn’t reply, only gagged on Ted’s cock harder as he began to pump into her throat. Jim began pumping too, his cockhead easily ramming into Natya’s cervix. She moaned in pain.
“So we gonna do it, Jim?” Ted asked. Natya heard no response and wondered if they were talking about cumming in her. She tried to keep it out of her mind. If she just obeyed, maybe they would let her go. Slowly, ted pulled out of her throat and she gasped for air. “Open,” he demanded, and she obeyed, and felt him sliding something round in between her teeth with a strap that fit snugly around the back of her head. She moved her tongue around – the thing was hollow, leaving her mouth open – a gaping hole. It was then that she felt Jim pull his cock out of her pussy and press it against her asshole. She made noises, trying to speak, to beg Jim not to take her asshole just as Ted’s cock filled the hole and slid into her throat again.
“You know what we love the best, cockwhore? We love it when a slut gives her whole body to us. Since we believe that all women are the property of men, we love it. Do you belong to us, slut? Answer correctly.” Tears streaming down her cheeks, she nodded. Anything. She would not admit that she was beginning to be turned on by the idea of giving herself completely. No, I’m not a slut! She kept telling herself as she got wetter.
Jim moaned as he pushed his cockhead into her ass, Natya moaned in agony. Ted continued to fuck her face, a little gentler now.
“Now, bitch. What i want you to do is open your throat nice and wide for Ted and relax your asshole and give it to me. Good girl. Good slut.” She could feel Jim’s cock inching in as she relaxed her ass, obeying. It felt like he was shoving a bottle up there – she felt like she was being torn open. At the same time, she felt Ted gathering her hair and then pushing his cock into her throat again, using her face as leverage and a way to hold her down.
“Good slut,” Jim was saying as he shoved his cock in further, and began pumping her ass. “Now, Ted’s cock owns you, slut. Open your throat and give yourself to Ted.” 20 seconds went by, and Ted’s cock was still deep in her throat, pulsing, not moving. She began to panic as 40 seconds rolled around and Ted tried to push deeper, rolling his hips against her lips. Her throat closed tightly with fear.
“Give yourself to Ted’s cock, you stupid slut. That cock owns you now. Let yourself go, you were born to die on that cock you worthless slut.” Natya’s panic became true as she realized what he meant, but her body betrayed her as she didn’t fight it, in fact she opened her throat just as Jim demanded, felt his cock slide in deeper and begin to spasm in her throat as she started to see specks of black in her vision. Was this what she was really born for? She was beginning to think maybe Jim was right. She felt something inside her change as she opened her throat and felt the cock slide deeper in. She abandoned Natya and became a slut in truth. Drool flowed down her neck and dripped onto the ground and for a moment she became ecstatic, an orgasm forming. She felt Jim’s cock slamming into her asshole now, the pain only melded with the pleasure of knowing she finally found her place in life – to serve Jim and Ted and to die on Ted’s cock.
With her last ounce of strength she pushed her head further onto Ted’s cock, impaling her face deeper and she came, her cunt writhing and spurting.
“Ohhh fuck yesssss…” Jim moaned as he came in the slut’s ass. He pumped his semen in deeper before he pulled out and wiped it on the whore’s ass cheek. He looked up at Ted, who was still holding the limp slut’s face on his cock and smiled.
“Next time, Ted, I get to do the honors.”

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Once In A Lifetime Vacation!

Husband and wife go on a Florida vacation leasing a beach house for the entire Month. Their twelve year old daughter is to join them for the last two weeks.

She stayed for the night

A girl finds that she must spend the night with a lonely but friendly man. Unfortunately for her, circumstances leave her totally at his mercy. Even more unfortunately, as the night progresses, he begins to discover a darker side of himself……

Craving That Bitch | Chapter Two

DISCLAIMER*** This contains strong sexual fantasies including rape, torture and much more. If this makes you sick, please turn around. If this excites you, please stay.