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The worst thing about being away from home on her own for work, Dee decided, was being away from home, alone and staying in a hotel that was being used for a private function where everyone else seemed to know each other and were obviously enjoying themselves. She sipped her drink and cast a look around the bar.



As she scanned the room, she noticed two men near the bar who were deep in conversation. Every now and then they would look in her direction. Dee pretended not to notice but she felt a thrill run through her each time she felt their eyes upon her.



Their looks became more frequent, more lingering. Every now and then Dee would allow her eye to be caught, and she would give her admirers a quick smile. Having made that initial ‘contact’, their stares became more blatant; they were now clearly and very obviously eyeing her up. Their scrutiny became a statement of intent and Dee felt herself responding; the intensity of their stares fuelled a longing inside her and she knew she wanted both of them. A shiver of anticipation ran through her as she held their gaze.



The silent flirting continued as Dee slowly sipped her wine. By the time she placed her empty glass on the table, she knew she could have either one of them. What she really wanted though was to have them both, together, taking her roughly, using her for their pleasure. The thought of being satisfied by both of them at once made her imagination race. Dee felt a warm flush spread across her cheeks and she realised, almost incidentally, that the anticipation had already made her pussy very wet.



Fixing them with her gaze, Dee slowly stood up and, very deliberately, walked towards them. They were following her with a look of hunger in their eyes that was so obvious Dee felt electric bolts of anticipation surge through her. She smiled coyly then without a word to either of them, she began walking towards the door that led from the bar towards the bedrooms. She stopped at the threshold and winked suggestively at them. They both smiled then made to follow her.



As she walked along the corridor towards her room, Dee felt the anticipation increase with every step. Her mind filled with images of the things she hoped the men would soon be doing to her. Her pussy was uncomfortably wet as she fumbled the key-card in the lock of her door.



She had barely made it into her room when the first of the pair grabbed Dee and pinned her to him. She was kissed roughly on the mouth, his tongue forcing its way into hers. As she responded she felt the fire spread through her as she pressed herself against his firm body. Her hands sought out the bulge in the front of his trousers and she was pleased to discover he was already hard and that what he was going to give her felt reassuringly large.



A second pair of hands reached round from behind her. Dee felt his lips against her neck as his hands began stroking her through the flimsy material of her dress. Her nipples stiffened as his fingers brushed over him. Pushing her hips back, Dee ground her bum against his crotch and was again rewarded with the feeling of a hard cock that was clearly straining to be released



Revelling in the sensations as two pairs of hands explored her body while two pairs of lips kissed her, Dee wondered if she could possibly be more aroused it. “Mmmmmm, that feels so good,” she breathed as the man behind her gently nibbled on her neck.



Hands began to unbutton Dee’s blouse. As she let it be removed, she felt her bra being pushed down, revealing her firm, tanned breasts. “Yessssss!” she gasped as she felt a pair of lips fasten on one nipple. The man sucked it roughly into her mouth and flicked it with his tongue before moving to do the same with the other.



As one of the men feasted on her breasts, Dee sensed rather than felt her skirt being removed. Her knickers were uncomfortably wet, and it was almost with a sense of relief that she felt them being dragged down over her hips to fall to her ankles.



Fingers brushed against Dee’s moist lower lips. She wriggled and squirmed, spreading her feet slightly. She felt a finger slide inside her pussy. “Oh fuck! Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Ohhhhh, mmmmmm!” Dee cried as, from nowhere her body responded to the attentions of her two unknown lovers. Spasms gripped her pussy, contracting her womb. Her heart pounded as she came hard.



Shaking, her hand went to the zip of the first man’s trousers. She quickly found the object of her search and, as she released it from its confinement, she dropped to her knees. Her pussy was still being vigorously finger-fucked as she wrapped her lips around the large, meaty cock that stood erect before her and drew it into her mouth. She eagerly took as much of it into her mouth and began to suck, her lips sliding effortlessly up and down its length.



Powerful tremors still shook Dee’s body as she sucked hungrily on the cock in her mouth, applying herself diligently to the task. As she sucked, the man gripped her head and began to thrust, slowly but firmly, driving the head of his cock deep into the back of Dee’s throat, making her eyes water.



Dee was so engrossed in enjoying having her mouth fucked that it was a few moments before she realised that the other man was no longer fucking her pussy with his fingers. She looked round and saw him now standing beside his friend, sporting a cock that looked every bit as satisfying as the one that she currently had in her mouth. Almost reluctantly, Dee disengaged her mouth from the first then turned to devour this second cock that was now being offered to her.



“She’s one hell of a cock-sucker, isn’t she?” she heard one of the men ask as sucked hungrily on the cock in her mouth.



“Oh f… fuck yeah! Sh… she most definitely is!” the other replied. By his strained tones, Dee identified the voice as belonging to the owner of the cock she was currently enjoying.



“Bet she fucks as good as she sucks,” The first said.



“I… I’m sure she does…” the other replied.



Feeling increasingly aroused by the compliments they were paying her, Dee began alternating her attention between the two satisfyingly large cocks that were being enthusiastically offered to her. Sucking one then licking the other, moving back and forth, enjoying their moans of pleasure almost as much as the feeling of their cocks between her lips. As she feasted Dee was surprised by the fact that she could feel her pussy getting wetter as anticipation of what would come next continued to mount.



Dee came to a decision. She turned her attention back to the first of the two cocks and began to suck on it in earnest. As her lips travelled up and down the object of her desire she felt a pair of hands slide up her thighs. She sensed, rather than felt the second man take position behind her. Her anticipation climbed still higher, adding to the sensations she was felt as she continued to suck and lick at the cock before her.



With her lips wrapped tightly around the cock in her mouth, Dee braced herself for what was about to come. The seconds ticked by with almost agonising slowness as she waited, a desperate longing to taken hard growing in her with every heartbeat, every breath, every twitch and throb of the cock she was sucking on.



Suddenly she felt the second man’s cock push against the lips of her soaking pussy. The cock slid into her without resistance and she found herself filled at both ends.



“Oh fuck, her pussy is good,” he moaned as he pressed into her, quickly finding his rhythm, “Just wait until you’ve got your cock in here”



He increased his pace and soon Dee could feel his cock slamming into her with all its force. Each thrust of his cock forced her to take the one in her mouth even more deeply into her throat. Savouring the sensations, Dee moved her hips to match his rhythm in such a way as to maximise the sensations at both ends of her body. Back, and her pussy was filled to the brim, stretching to accommodate the cock that was deep inside her. Forward, and the first cock filled her mouth once more



Both men continued to fuck her. Dee could feel her pussy trembling around the thick cock that filled it. She reached back to stroke her clit and it throbbed beneath her fingers.



Once again, she felt her orgasm explode within her. Dee’s pussy gripped the cock inside it tightly; she sucked even harder on the cock that was filling her mouth. She wanted to cry out, to give voice to her pleasure but she couldn’t force any sound out from around the thick cock between her lips.



With some unspoken agreement both men decided to change places. Dee let herself be lifted from the floor, on to her bed as the first man, who had until moments ago been fucking her face lay down next to her. “Climb on top of me,” he commanded. Still trembling from the intensity of her climax, Dee slowly lowered herself onto his lap. Then using one hand to hold his erect member in position, she deftly guided it into her. The feeling of his cock filling her sent her over the edge again.



“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” her lover asked as she impaled herself on his cock.



“Oh fuck yes!!” Dee moaned, “I’m loving every fucking second!”



He raised his hands to her breasts, squeezing them and teasing her nipples as Dee began to move up and down, clenching the walls of her pussy around him.



As he fucked her from below, he began to suck on her nipples again. The feeling of his lips and tongue against them sent feelings like electric shocks coursing through her body.



The second guy presented his cock and Dee greedily began to suck on it. The taste of her juices coating his thick cock combined with the sensations in her clit and her pussy sent her over the edge and she came again with a giant shudder. So intense were her feelings that she would have screamed were it not, once again for the fat, juicy cock between her lips.



Dee allowed herself to come down and slowly found her rhythm again. She was being lifted and lowered onto the cock below her with such force that her pussy was beginning to feel raw.



Dee’s pussy and mouth were allowed a brief moment of respite as she found herself being positioned on all fours. The men changed position again. The cock which, moments before, she had been impaling herself on was now being thrust between her lips. Dee savoured the taste of her juices on its length as it was forced roughly into her mouth. She felt strong hands gripping her hips, the head of the other cock pressing against her enflamed lower lips. Dee pushed her hips back to receive it, taking it deep inside her. With both her pussy and mouth stuffed full once more, she gave herself over to them, surrendering herself to their wants.



As one cock hammered her increasingly tender pussy, Dee sucked and licked the cock that was in front of her with increasing abandon. Every deep thrust of the cock in her pussy forced more of the other thick cock into her mouth.



The pounding of her pussy continued; her jaw was beginning to ache. Dee didn’t mind; every nerve in her body was on fire as she endured the merciless assault of the two cocks.



Suddenly the man pulled out and for a moment she felt a great sense of emptiness inside her where his cock had been. Moments later she felt the head of his cock being pressed firmly against her other entrance. Dee let the other cock slip from her mouth. “Ohhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhh, mmmmmm…” she moaned as her arsehole yielded to the pressure



Slowly, inch by delicious inch she felt the first cock invade her arse. Dee slid her hips back to meet his thrust and soon he was moving his cock inside her again. After a few stokes he pulled out again. The other man lay on his back on the bed and motioned Dee to climb on to him. She did so, and wasted no time guiding his cock into her pussy. She could hardly suppress the thrill of knowing what was about to happen as she slid down his length and then began to ride his thick cock.



Once again, Dee felt the other cock press against her arsehole. She paused briefly, allowing him to enter her. When it was in Dee delighted at the sensations of having both holes filled at once. As she accustomed herself to the new sensations, her only regret was that there wasn’t a third cock for her to suck as her two lovers thrust deeply inside her.



With their cocks now buried deep in her pussy and back passage, Dee was final free to give voice to her pleasure. “Oh fuck that’s sooooo good,” she moaned, “Fuck my pussy! Fuck my arse! Fuck me hard! Fuck me! Fuck me!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!!!”



Feeling herself sandwiched between them she felt the pressure in her clit rise again. They were both thrusting into her as hard as they could and she was enjoying every second. Savouring the double intrusion, Dee, moaned her encouragement, letting both men know how much she was enjoying their attentions.



From their breathing she knew that soon they wouldn’t last much longer. She ground her hips down and pushed back at the same time, drawing the two cocks as deep into her pussy and her arse as she could. She came again. “Ohhhh, ohhhh, ooooh yesssss! Yessssss! Mmmmmm YESSSSSSSSSS!!” she cried, this time being able to give vent to the screaming release that had been denied her on the previous occasions.



As if her screaming was the signal the men had been waiting for, the delicious abuse of her holes suddenly stopped. The first man slowly pulled his cock from her back passage. Still shaking, Dee felt herself being lifted off the other cock. Still gripped in the throes of her climax, she was allowed to lie back on the bed as the two men took up positions on either side, pointed their cocks at her and began to wank them furiously.



Dee couldn’t tell which of her lovers came first, but she didn’t care. “Mmmmmm, that’s nice,” she purred contentedly as the first cock erupted, sending spurts of hot, sticky cum over her face and neck. It was still spewing its load over her when she, heard a low moan from her left then felt the second load hit her, covering her breasts with its warm stickiness.



Dee lay there for a moment then began to rub the cum into her skin. As her sticky fingers made contact with her nipples the dirtiness of the situation overwhelmed her and she allowed herself a final small climax.



With small but intense tremors gripping her body, she continued to massage her breasts, relishing the feeling as she spread the sticky load all over them. She licked her fingers clean then turned to the two cocks that were now diminishing. She gently licked each one clean, savouring the mixed taste of cum and her own juices. Once that task had been completed, she greedily licked her lips, wiped her face and licked the last traces of cum from her fingers.



Lying there, tired, tender but extremely satisfied on her bed, Dee was scarcely aware of the men as they quickly dressed and left her room. She wondered if she could be bothered with the effort of getting herself cleaned up and going back downstairs to the bar again. Feeling warm and surprisingly comfortable despite her various aches, she decided not to bother.



Later, having finally summoned up the last reserves of energy to shower and get ready for bed, Dee’s last thought as she turned off the light was the realisation that she hadn’t found out her lovers’ names.

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A couple of weeks on and I still hadn’t been allowed to watch Derek, our fat forty something landlord, fucking my eighteen year old girlfriend Sally. I was told to sit outside our bedroom door and listen as he fucked her every day and every night on our squeaky old bed.



She’d lost interest in me sexually as well. We still cuddled and talked although I was a little awkward at first but I soon got used to the situation – mostly because I enjoyed it so much.



Gone were the initial bad feelings I might have had, to be replaced with constant erections and an overwhelming horniness. I was looking forward to their sex sessions almost as much as Sally was, and she knew it.



They did kiss in front of me though and Derek made sure I saw his hand up my girlfriends skirt as much and as often as possible. When this happened I was always spellbound, my cock threatening to burst out of my pants.



One afternoon we were all sat in the lounge, me on the armchair, Sally and Derek on the sofa kissing passionately. I was watching his hand as it crept down her back slowly, lifted up her skirt and pulled her knickers to one side. Then he stopped kissing her and looked at me, my girlfriend nuzzling his neck and moaning.



Reaching round with his other hand he pulled her buttocks apart, dipped his middle finger in my girlfriend’s very obviously wet cunt and then pressed it firmly against her arsehole. Sally gasped and writhed, pushing her arse back onto his hand and forcing his finger up inside her.



She was like a bitch on heat licking and sucking at our landlords neck and face, gasping and moaning and pressing her arse back onto his hand while he slowly but forcefully fingered her anus.



All the while Derek looked at me, “I’m going to have some of this today and you’re going to watch, understand?”



I just nodded, watching his finger roughly loosening my girlfriend’s backside.



Derek turned his attention back to Sally and whispered something in her ear she gasped again then nodded still writhing on his thick finger.



“Tell him,” Derek ordered Sally.



Amidst moans and groans Sally said, “Derek’s going to invite his mate over and they’re going to fuck me up the arse while you watch.”



Derek laughed and pulled his finger out of Sally’s arse telling her, “I’ll be back in a minute babe, just need to knock my mate up. Don’t you fucking move sexy!”



My girlfriend giggled and they kissed one more time before he left, then she lit up a cigarette and smiled slyly at me.



“Make sure you’ve got plenty of tissues, you don’t want to spunk on Derek’s carpet or he might not let you watch again.”



I dutifully got up to get some toilet roll from the bathroom, while my girlfriend sat half naked smoking and giggling at me, but I soon found that there wasn’t much left.



“Why don’t you pop downstairs and get some from his wife?” Sally suggested.



I hadn’t faced Derek’s wife since he’d started fucking my girlfriend and I knew that she knew all about it. When I went downstairs into the shop she said nothing as I picked up a box of tissues from the shelf and put them on the counter.



“Take them, they’re free,” she said barely looking at me.



“Derek said he’d need some Vaseline as well so take a pot…here!”



She plonked it on the counter in front of me. I mumbled my thanks and scuttled back upstairs just as Derek and his mate came in through the back door laughing.



His mate Barry was about the same age as him but quite a bit bigger and a lot uglier, he had an enormous belly but looked like he could uproot trees with one hand so I was instantly wary of him.



“Is that him?” I heard him ask Derek, who told him yeah and they both burst out laughing.



They followed me up the stairs.



My girlfriend Sally was standing waiting looking very flustered when I walked into our lounge, she ignored me and actually leaned to look past me to see who was coming up the stairs with Derek. I saw her sharp intake of breath when she saw Barry and could tell she liked the look of him, she later told me that she thought he looked dangerous and that really turned her on.



“And this is our little slut,” said Derek pulling Sally over towards Barry.



“Hello love,” Barry leered at her wrapping his arms around her, his hands heading straight for her arse.



“Hiya,” Sally breathed before her mouth was engulfed by Barry’s.



I watched as he snogged her forcefully and pulled her knickers down, kneading her buttocks roughly. My girlfriend just melted into his big burly arms as Derek reached across and grabbed the Vaseline out of my hand. He opened the pot and held it out for Barry who dipped his thick middle finger in with a squelch and taking a huge gob of it, rubbed it with a circular motion in to Sally’s arsehole before pushing his digit right up her backside.



“Oh God!” my girlfriend moaned between sloppy kisses.



She wrapped her legs around Barry as he picked her up with one arm forcing her to sit back on his invading finger. He carried her like this into our bedroom with Derek close behind, but this time the door stayed open. I grabbed the tissues and tentatively followed then in.



Barry was sat on our bed when I walked in, his finger still buried in my girlfriend’s arse, Sally was facing him sat on his knee moaning as he sucked and licked at her neck and now naked tits. He’d already given her one love bite that I could see, it glowed red and angry on her soft white neck. Derek was watching and undressing casually, he pulled down his Y-fronts and his already hard cock sprang out and I could have sworn I heard it slap on his big hairy belly.



He looked at me briefly and sneered, “Sit down in the corner, shut up and watch how real men do it.”



I did as I was told sitting in the corner as Derek walked around the bed to stand behind my girlfriend.



I heard a zip being undone and saw Barry struggling out of his jeans, all the while still sucking on Sally’s neck, then he fell back onto the bed with her on top of him and she cried out. I craned my neck to see and could just make out his cock driving into her wet cunt from beneath. Barry held open Sally’s buttocks with both hands as Derek climbed onto our bed on his knees his throbbing cock in his hand. He picked up the open Vaseline tub, took a great glob of it out and proceeded to coat his shaft before lining it up with Sally’s arsehole and leaning forward into her from behind.



“Oh fuck ow, shit!” She cried out as Derek’s considerable bodyweight carried his cock before it deep into my girlfriend’s back passage, his big hairy belly resting on her back.



They both began fucking her hard and fast, tossing her around like a rag doll between them, all the while Sally shouted and cried one moment begging them to stop the next pleading with them to go harder and faster. I pulled my iron hard cock from my pants and wanked myself off to the unbelievable scene in front of me. Not five feet away, two middle aged fat men were fucking my eighteen year old girlfriend, one in her cunt and one in her arse on our bed.



I shot my load into a tissue just as Barry grunted and then bellowed, “Fuck you dirty little cunt!”



I could see his body tense up as he drove his cock deep into Sally’s cunt emptying his huge hairy balls into her. She gasped and moaned incoherently now her face buried in Barry’s chest as Derek mercilessly pumped her arse from behind. Then it was Derek’s turn, his head tipped back and he let out a long shuddering moan. I saw his buttocks clench as he ground his cock deep into my girlfriend’s arse pumping huge loads of hot spunk deep inside her.



After a few moments he pulled out of her arse with a pop, his cum covered cock trailing down her sweet teenage thigh. Sally lay whimpering and shaking as Derek beckoned me over to see the damage. Both her holes were dripping spunk, her arsehole wide open and an angry red.



“Now off you go,” panted Derek after I’d taken in what they’d just done to my girlfriend.



“We’re going to have some real fun with her now, and we don’t want you interfering so you can fuck off out for a bit.”



I walked slowly out of the room in a state of erotic and nervous shock, looking back only when I heard Sally gasp to see Barry mauling her tits and biting them roughly.



“Go on get the fuck out!” Derek barked, slamming the door shut after me.



I heard a loud slap and Sally cry out and then moan, Derek and Barry were both laughing.



That evening I got very, very drunk on my own in the pub not daring to go back until around midnight. The flat was dark when I eventually did get back and Sally was asleep in our bed. The room stank of sweat, sex and spunk. Resigning myself to another night on the sofa, I reached for my box of tissues.

Phoenix walked into the cabin that Kitaro had rented out for the weekend. It was small, only one bedroom and a tiny bathroom split off from the main living area and kitchen. There wasn’t even a dining room, which was something Phoenix was accustomed to.



Kitaro shut the door and immediately grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close to him. “I told you this was going to be a nice, long weekend,” he whispered in her ear. His thick, almost Australian accent made chills break out all over her body.



“What do you mean?” she asked him. He smiled and yanked on her hair, squeezing a tiny yelp out of the busty redhead.



“Did I tell you to ask questions?” Phoenix could only shake her head. “Good, now go into the bathroom and put these things on. I expect you to be done in less than five minutes.” Kitaro handed her a bag, smiling the whole time.



Phoenix walked into the bathroom and began to take the items from the small bag. She buckled the collar around her neck, fastened the cuffs to her wrists and ankles, stripped and put on the nipple clamps, and finally clipped the chain leash to the collar. The leather of the collar itched a bit, but she fought the urge to move it or take it off. She had dabbled in BDSM a little in the past, but never as a sub. She had always taken the role of Dominant simply because her partners weren’t manly enough for her.



She left the bathroom, only taking two of the five minutes he had given her. She began to walk towards him, but stopped when she saw him shaking his head.



“On your knees,” he commanded. She obliged and he walked over to her, grasping the leash and giving it a sharp tug. This caused her to begin to crawl to him, so she lowered herself and finished crawling the distance.



“What do you want me to do, Kit?” she asked. This was answered with a sharp yank on the chain hanging between the nipple clamps. She winced and looked up at him, wondering what she had said wrong.



“While we are in this cabin, you will either address me as Master or Sir. Am I understood?” he asked.



“Yes, sir,” Phoenix said.



“Now, rephrase your question.”



“What would you like me to do first, Master?” Kitaro smiled and began to unzip his pants. He pulled out his penis, fully erect and nearly glowing in the soft light of the cabin. Phoenix glanced up at him, making him grip her chin and pull her face towards it. “I want you to suck it,” he demanded. “And if I feel like face fucking you, then I will.”



“Yes, sir,” Phoenix said, opening her mouth and slid his hard cock into her mouth. Kitaro tangled his hand in Phoenix’s thick red hair and let a moan escape him. Phoenix took this as a sign and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, almost letting it touch the back of her throat.



“That’s a good little slut,” Kitaro said. He let her continue for a bit longer then yanked on the chain to bring her to her feet. “Now, crawl behind me into the bedroom. I have a surprise.”



“Yes, Master,” she said, getting back onto her hands and knees and crawling behind Kitaro.



Once in the bedroom, she noticed sets of chains hanging from the frame and other whips and riding crops hanging from the wall next to it. She looked up at him, her green eyes wide with fear.



“Get on the bed and lay on your stomach,” Kit commanded. Phoenix nodded and climbed up on the bed. She stretched her arms up above her head, barely able to imagine what he had in mind for her.



Her questions were answered after he clipped the chains to the cuffs he had her put on earlier. “M-master, what is this?” she asked. She felt the sharp sting of one of the whips as it connected with her firm, round ass.



“I didn’t say you could speak,” Kit reminded her. Phoenix clamped her mouth shut as she heard something buzz near her ass. She couldn’t see, but she knew what it was. How many times had she used a vibrator on herself? She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the pain that would come from him sliding it into her ass.



Thankfully, she felt the tip move the lips of her pussy and slide into her. Phoenix moaned and struggled to open her legs, but couldn’t due to the chains holding her in place. Kitaro smiled. “You like that, don’t you, little slut?” he asked. Phoenix didn’t answer right away, and felt the sting of the whip on her ass once more.



“I asked you a question, whore,” he said.



“Y-yes master,” she said. Kit removed the vibrator right before Phoenix was pushed over the edge to her orgasm. He smiled as she struggled to find the source of her pleasure, only to feel something cold and wet against her ass.



“I can’t try anything with you if you’re going to cry in pain,” he said. “So I’m going to make sure that you’re nice and wet before I do this.” He rubbed a bit of the lube on the vibrator and slid it into her ass. Phoenix moaned and moved her ass up to force it deeper into her.



“Oh, are you enjoying that, you little slut?” he asked, shoving it deeper into her.



“Yes, sir,” she moaned. Her fingers gripped the bed and her toes curled. She felt like she was on the brink of an orgasm, but was almost afraid to in case he used the whip again.



“If you want to come,” Kit said. “You have to beg me. If I like the way you do it, I may be inclined to allow it.”



“P-please, Master,” she stammered. “Please let me come for you. I can’t t-take it anymore. I-I don’t think I c-can hold it in anymore.”



He shoved it in one more time and smiled. “Say my name when you come, you little whore,” he commanded. “I want everyone to know who your Master is.”



With a rush, she came and screamed out his name. Kit found his hand going to his cock, and he began to rub himself. He wanted to fill her mouth, her pussy, and her ass with his hot sperm. He knew that she wouldn’t object. She couldn’t object even if she wanted to. He held the control.



“Good girl,” he said, unclasping the chains and flipping her over. Her green eyes were wide, and her body was trembling. “Are you tired, my little whore?” Phoenix shook her head.



“N-no, Master, I’m not tired.” Kit smiled and brought his cock to her mouth again after clipping the chains back in place.



“Good, now open your mouth,” he commanded. She did so, and he placed a hand on her throat, squeezing slightly. This brought a moan from her as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “I’d better feel that throat of yours close around my cock, slut,” he demanded. “If I don’t, you’ll be punished.” Phoenix nodded. He smiled and shoved his cock in her mouth.



Phoenix moved her head a little so that she could push his cock all the way back. Kit let out a moan and let go of her throat. Phoenix let her tongue graze the underside of his cock while pushing him as deep as she could. Kit pulled his cock back a bit, holding her head in place while he let his come shoot into her mouth. Phoenix glanced up at him and sucked it all off, swallowing the whole load.



“Don’t think I’m anywhere near done with you yet,” he said. His cock was still a bit erect, so he unchained one of her hands. “I want you to jack me off until I’m hard again.”



She complied with him, feeling him expand in her hand. She brought her head up and licked the tip gently while rubbing, causing him to harden faster. Once he was sufficiently hard enough, he chained her back in place and brought his cock to her still soaked pussy. “Do you want me to fuck you, slut?”



“Yes, Master, please fuck me.” He nodded and shoved his cock into her. Phoenix moaned and moved her hips in time with his thrusts. She could see the room lightening slowly, hinting that they had been at this all night. He kept thrusting and thrusting until she felt on the brink once more. “A-am I allowed to come for you, sir?” she asked. “P-please let me come.”



“Yes, Phoenix,” he said huskily. “I’ll allow it.” She cried out as the orgasm took her, feeling him fill her to the brim with his own hot sperm.



“I was going to take your tight ass tonight,” he said. “But I think you need your rest. I’ve got a nice day planned for you tomorrow.”

DISCLAIMER: This story is a pure work of fiction. All characters involved are over the age of 18. This is my first time writing anything of this nature, so I appreciate any and all feedback (positive or negative).



This is the last chapter of the Searching for that Spark series. But who knows? In the future I may expand and write more about these characters. I hope you guys enjoyed the series and enjoy this. Thanks for everything!










It was about 3:30 when Ashton got out of class and was walking through campus with Nate. They found out they were in the same class the day after they literally bumped into each other in the dorm. Since then, they walked back to their rooms together after class. Ashton liked Nate and was happy that he was able to find a good friend other than Calvin. They were walking for a few minutes when Nate noticed something different about Ashton.



He spoke, “So what’s up with you?”



Confused, Ashton responded, “What do you mean?”



Nate continued, “I mean that last week you were all down and depressed, and now you actually seem to be happy. So tell me, how was it?”



Ashton, still confused at the conversation, asked, “How was what?”



Nate lowered his voice, “The sex.”



Ashton replied, “What sex?



Nate continued, “Look you’re not fooling anyone. You either had sex last night or you won the lottery. Those are the only reasons you’d be all happy and chipper today. Now since we’re not driving around in a new Porsche, we can rule out the lottery.”



Ashton chuckled, knowing that Nate was partially right: he actually was happy. Not wanting to disclose every little detail, he responded to Nate: “Look, let’s just say that I had a really good night and an even better day.”



Nate, not wanting to push Ashton any further, replied, “Well that’s good to hear. Glad to have the old Ashton back.”



Ashton laughed at Nate’s words not because he had seemingly figured it all out, but because he knew that he wasn’t the “old Ashton” anymore. He looked at his watch then turned to Nate, “Oh, I’ll see you later man. I have to go meet up with someone in the park.” Ashton then gave Nate a handshake before running off to meet Calvin.



Ashton walked through the park and saw Calvin lying on the grass under a big tree. He sat down beside him, “Sup stranger, how’s it going?



Calvin chuckled, “So is that going to be my new nickname now or what?”



Ashton responded, “Well for the longest time, and by that I mean a whole day, you were a stranger to me. So why don’t we change that? Tell me about yourself.”



Calvin explained, “Well I’m an only child and my parents divorced when I was about 10. For the most part, it was very civil. It was easy going back and forth because they lived close-by and kept a good relationship for my sake. Um, I grew up in a city much like this. I had friends, but I enjoyed being on my own. I guess you could say that I came here to be my own person and do my own thing. Well, that’s my story. You’re next, stranger.”



Ashton smiled at the fact that he was actually getting to know the man behind the mask. He then spoke about himself, “Well, like you I’m an only child. My parents are still together and we’ve lived in the same small town all my life. I have a few close friends that I touch base with from time to time. And I guess I moved here for a change of pace. I wanted something different and that’s what I got.” They continued talking for about half an hour before they got up and went for a slow walk along the grass. Ashton would look over at Calvin from time to time, so interested in his stories and his life. They had come from different backgrounds that they were starting to really understand the other person.



They eventually sat on a nearby bench as the conversation slowed down. Calvin was staring up at the sky when Ashton finally asked him, “So tell me, where do you see this going?”



Calvin looked at him and answered truthfully, “Ash. To be honest, I don’t know where I see this going. I only met you a few weeks ago and yet I feel like there’s this strong connection between the two of us. And it scares me. I’m the guy that runs away from a relationship the moment I feel like it’s getting too serious. And now we’re here and I’m telling you my life story. I just don’t know if I’m ready.”



Ashton interjected, “Hey. I never said that I had all the answers. I’m probably just as freaked out as you are. And the only reason I’m so calm about this is because I know that there’s something here; there’s this thing that’s between us that I can’t ignore. Those few weeks, I kept telling myself that I was avoiding all these physical urges. Not once did I ever stop to think that maybe, all along, I just wanted to be with you. I’m not saying that we have to drop everything and be with each other for the rest of our lives. I just know that it will be wrong if we continue with our lives knowing that there was this spark between us.”



Calvin was relieved to know that Ashton was on the same page as him, but he couldn’t ignore the worries he had. He explained, “Ash, you don’t know how much I want to be with you. And that’s why I have all these inhibitions: I’m worried that I’ll fuck something up and…”



Before Calvin could continue, Ashton leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss, stopping him from speaking. For those few seconds, Calvin forgot about everything he was worried about. He just felt Ashton’s lips on his and his heart beating a mile a minute. Ashton gently let go, biting Calvin’s lower lip in the process.



Ashton finally spoke, “And I thought I talked too much.” Ashton leaned in for another quick kiss then continued, “So what do you say? You want to take a shot with me?”



Calvin smiled, “As always Ash, you put up a great argument, leaving me with no choice but to accept.”



Ashton looked into Calvin’s eyes, “I hoped you would.”



They walked back to campus arm in arm, both happy with their new decision that they made together. All the worries that Calvin had before were gone. He knew that with Ashton’s hand holding onto his, none of that would matter.



Once Ashton closed the door to his room, Calvin pulled him into a deep kiss. Their lips met and Ashton felt that spark once again; he could taste Calvin’s lips. He repositioned his head, allowing Calvin’s tongue to slip past his lips and into his mouth. They stood there for about 10 minutes locking lips, until Calvin broke away to the small crevice on Ashton’s neck.



Seeing what he was doing, Ashton warned, “You’re going to leave a mark!”



Calvin stopped for a second and reassured him, “That’s the point. I want them to know you’re mine.” Ashton just let him continue as his hands pressed up against Calvin’s chest. He loosened every one of the buttons on his shirt, slowly exposing his defined chest. He pulled off Calvin’s shirt and stared in awe of him for a few seconds. His hands made their way to Calvin’s pants, unbuttoning them and dropping them down past his knees. Ashton saw Calvin’s huge cock bulging out, just begging to be free from his tight boxers.



Calvin stopped for a minute and asked Ashton, “So why is it that I’m standing here in my underwear and you’re still fully clothed?”



Ashton fired back, “Then you’d better get to work.” Calvin chuckled, and then pulled off Ashton’s shirt with one motion. He brought his hands back to Ashton’s torso, retracing his fingers along Ashton’s abs. He looked down to see Ashton’s huge boner sticking out against his tight jeans. He could see the outline of his cock perfectly, almost touching the left front pocket. He unbuttoned Ashton’s jeans, revealing the growing cock, still contained by his black boxers. Seeing that they were both in their boxers, Calvin motioned towards the bed. Ashton lied back, getting comfortable, as Calvin followed. He moved up and kissed him sensuously as Ashton’s hands made their way to Calvin’s perfectly round ass. He slid his palms under the elastic waistband and gripped his cheeks firmly. Calvin let out a moan, while continuing to kiss. He then pushed back and they were nose to nose, trying to catch their breath. He could feel the warmth between them as he slid down, slowly licking along the middle of Ashton’s chest. He made his way to Ashton’s boxers, putting his mouth around the bulge with just fabric separating them. His mouth started to water as he felt Ashton’s meat on his lips. Calvin eagerly slid down Ashton’s boxers, exposing his throbbing cock. It flung out, nearly hitting Calvin’s face in the process.



Calvin gripped Ashton’s cock at the base and exclaimed, “Damn Ash, your dick’s making my mouth water!” As he leaned in to lick the slit of Ashton’s cock, a small stream of precum gushed out. He licked his lips and started sucking, only able to get about halfway on the first try. Calvin seemed to be more calm than the other times he and Ashton were together. He didn’t have to worry about scarring him off or making Ashton change his mind. Nope, Ashton’s mind was set and so was Calvin’s. He worshipped that dick, placing his wet tongue around the entire length.



Calvin looked up at Ashton with his warm eyes and begged, “Ash, I want you to fuck my mouth.”



Ashton looked down at him and responded, “Your wish is my command.” Ashton then started to stroke his dick into Calvin’s mouth. Calvin opened wide, allowing Ashton’s length to slide in and out along his tongue. Soon, the tip of Ashton’s cock started to hit the back of Calvin’s mouth and he could feel himself holding back from gagging. Ashton let out a loud moan of pleasure as he felt the slight friction on his cock. He started to methodically fuck Calvin’s mouth, being able to pull almost entirely out and slam it back in. He could see and feel Calvin’s concentration as he closed his eyes and placed a firm grip on Ashton’s waist. He took the trusts for about 10 minutes until he slowly pushed Ashton back.



Calvin grabbed Ashton’s cock by the base and started slapping it along his tongue, begging, “Ash. I want you to fuck me tonight.”



Surprised at his request, Ashton asked, “Calvin are you sure?”



Calvin pushed up and positioned himself with Ashton, leaning into a deep kiss and replying, “Yes I’m sure. I want to be with you.”



Please to hear his answer, Ashton asked, “How do you want it?”



Taking one last kiss, Calvin answered, “Missionary.”



Calvin slowly fell backward and lifted his legs, exposing his small hole. Ashton repositioned, eager to dive in for the first time. He slowly licked along Calvin’s hole, kissing his ass. He then started to wet Calvin’s tight hole.



Calvin let out a moan, “God, I never knew how good this could feel.”



Ashton playfully responded, “I could eat your ass all day.” He then stuck his face deeper, poking Calvin’s hole with his tongue. He could feel it slowly open up. Ashton gazed as he saw streams of his spit coating Calvin’s ass.



Calvin had been feeling the pleasure of being rimmed for the first time. And as Ashton licked away, he knew he was ready. He shouted out, “Ash, please just fuck me. I can’t take it anymore. Please.”



Sensing his eagerness, Ashton made one last lick then got on his knees. He slowly pulled Calvin’s ass up and lined it with his cock. He put his head at the entrance of Calvin’s hole, and placing his hands an Calvin’s side, he slowly started to push through.



Calvin let out another moan, “Fuck, I can feel you inside me. Damn!”



Ashton added, “I’m almost all in baby.” Soon Ashton was shoving the last of his cock into Calvin’s virgin hole.



Once he was fully stuffed, Calvin pleaded, “Start slow.” Ashton heard him and started to slowly thrust back and forth. He allowed his length to go all the way in while pulling out very slowly. He wanted to be as gentle as possible; allowing Calvin to adjust to his cock. Calvin winced, trying hold in what he was feeling. While Calvin was inserting his dick, he could feel a slight pain mixed with immense pleasure. Having never had anal sex, he didn’t know how much he would be able to take.



Ashton spoke, “Okay. I’m all in.” He stopped for a second, then started to slowly fuck Calvin’s ass, causing him to close his eyes. He saw Calvin biting his lower lip; a sign that he was enjoying himself, so he started to pound harder. Ashton had found a steady rhythm and was now fucking faster. He leaned in every couple minutes to kiss Calvin, giving his mouth a break from the moaning.



Calvin held Ashton’s face and begged, “Fuck me harder. I want it.” Ashton pulled away and started to ram into Calvin’s ass, bracing himself on Calvin’s chest. He saw how much Calvin loved every thrust, how he lusted for more and how his fully erect dick was a sign that he was doing something right. Slowly, Ashton started to sweat. He had been fucking for a while and soon that familiar urge to cum was rushing through his body.



Calvin had been holding on to the sheets when Ashton leaned in and warned, “Hey, I’m close. I’m gonna cum inside your ass.”



Calvin looked up with confidence and responded, “Do it.” Soon, Ashton could feel his body tense up, his dick had become so sensitive that every stroke made him seconds away from exploding. He pulled Calvin in close and continued to fuck him until he was ready. Not long after embracing him, Ashton started to groan out as streams of warm cum erupted inside Calvin. Calvin kissed Ashton’s neck as he felt the Ashton’s manhood fill his loose hole. He had reached that euphoric feeling; his body became numb to every sensation. He could feel Ashton’s dick grazing his prostate and soon he too would explode. The feeling of a cock touching his sweet spot was enough to make him cum without even touching himself. Jizz exploded out of Calvin’s dick, hitting Ashton’s abs then dripping down upon himself. Calvin had been essentially screaming throughout his ejaculation; having never experienced something this powerful. He fell backward, trying to catch his breath and come down from this euphoric high he was on. Ashton fell on him, losing his strength from their fuck. They lied there motionless for a few minutes, almost in sync. They could feel the cum on their bodies, sticking to each other. Ashton’s cock remained in Calvin’s hole, slowly shrinking to it’s normal size. As they lied there on top of each other, Calvin was happy. Because in that moment, he knew that his doubt wasn’t didn’t mean anything anymore. He pulled Ashton into a kiss.



Calvin then reminded Ashton, “I’m pretty sure you can pull out now.”



Ashton laughed then responded, “I guess I just forgot I was still inside.” He then slowly pulled out, knowing that Calvin’s ass would be sensitive. He lifted himself up and sat on Calvin’s chest. Calvin took the hint as slowly licked the residual cum off Ashton’s dick. He tingled as Calvin carefully licked it clean.



Calvin wiped his face then responded, “God, that was amazing.”



Ashton smiled at his lover, “And think, we can have countless days of this. Just you and me.”



Calvin ran his hands along Ashton’s side, “I can’t believe I ever considered running away from this.”



Ashton added, “I guess we both just needed to realize that what we wanted was right in front of us.”



They lied there in each other’s arms the rest of the night, not even bothering to get redressed. They both had the best sleep of their lives; Ashton’s mind wasn’t clouded with stress or over-thinking, while Calvin’s held on tighter, ready to stop running away.



Calvin’s eyes opened first, he looked over and saw that it was 11pm. He woke up Ashton with a kiss, saying, “Ash. It’s 11 and you have class in about 30 minutes.”



Ashton rolled over, holding onto Calvin’s arm, “I’ll skip it. I want to spend the entire day with you…stranger.”



Calvin smiled, “Sounds like a plan. Now why don’t get cleaned up and start our adventure.”



Ashton replied, “I’ll meet you in the showers…You know which one.” Calvin then got up and put on his clothes. As he walked towards his room to gather his stuff, he knew that he had one final thing to do. Meanwhile Ashton had just left his room and was walking towards the shower rooms, when Riley came out.



Riley started, “Ash, how’s it going?”



Ashton replied, “Hey Riley, all things are good.”



Riley smiled, “Glad to see you’re doing well. I guess all you needed was to find someone in order to find yourself.”



Confused, Ashton asked, “What makes you think I’ve found someone?”



Riley nudged his shoulder and answered, “Come on Ash, you’re not hiding anything. I know all about your little situation with a certain floormate.”



Embarrassed Ashton continued to ask, “What? How do you know about any of that?”



Riley started to explain, “Well, a couple weeks ago, I headed to the bathrooms late at night kinda heard something going on. Just as I walked out, I head you two introduce yourselves. Now I didn’t really think much about it until I was walking through the hallway and heard, um…moaning coming from your room.” Ashton’s face had turned bright red from the embarrassment as Riley continued, “Then when I saw Calvin walk out half naked, I pretty much assumed you two were a thing. And that’s kinda why I tried to check up on you because I knew this sort of thing is complicated. I know cause I’ve been there.”



Ashton breathed a little then finally responded, “Wow. I am so embarrassed that you had to see and well hear all of that. Haha. Thanks though, for looking out, I really mean it this time. And to be honest, Riley, you were the last person I’d assume to be gay.”



Riley smiled then replied, “Well I’m not sure if that’s a compliment, or. Haha. Don’t sweat it. You kinda remind me of myself when I was just a naïve little freshmen getting to know himself.”



Ashton leaned in to give Riley a hug, “Thanks again for everything Riley, you’re the best.”



Meanwhile, Calvin had grabbed his shower stuff and was walking towards the showers when he saw a name on the door that he remembered. He stopped and knocked, waiting for a response. A few seconds later, Nate answered.



Nate asked, “Hi. Um can I help you?”



Calvin replied, “Yeah. I’m Calvin. Sorry to just come over, I know we haven’t actually met before, but I know you’re a friend of Ashton’s and I was wondering if I could talk to you about something?”



Nate opened the door wider and let him in, “Sure. I’m Nate. I’m assuming you’re a friend of Ashton too?”



Calvin smirked, “I guess you could say that. Haha. See I was hanging with Ash yesterday and he was telling me about you and how you’ve been helping him out and everything.”



Nate cut him off, “Oh, so you’re the friend from the park?”



Calvin nodded, “Yeah, that’s me. I really came over here so I could thank you for looking out for him all this time. I know you’re one of his really good friends here. I also just wanted to drop by, introduce myself and say that now that we’re officially together, any friend of Ash is a true friend of mine.”



Surprised, Nate asked, “Together? Wait so you two are dating? No wonder he’s been all happy and upbeat.”



Calvin admitted, “Yeah, it took us a while to decide what we really wanted. But now we’re both on the right track.” Calvin looked over at Nate who feigned a fake smile on his face.



Realizing the situation, Calvin asked, “So how long has it been?”



Nate looked over, “What are you talking about?”



Calvin continued, “I see that look on your face; the look that tells me that you’re happy, but not so happy that Ashton and I are together. How long have you liked him?”



Nate sighed then admitted, “Honestly, I liked him since we literally ran into each other that first day. But hey, you win some, you lose some. Don’t get me wrong, I really am happy for Ashton…and for you.”



Calvin put him hand on Nate’s shoulder, “Don’t worry bro. You’ll find someone, I promise. And when you do, hold onto him. I almost made the mistake of running away from someone I actually started to have feelings for.”

One weekend I took Tracy shopping. She absolutely loved clothes, and she mesmerised me so completely that I could watch her try them on all day long. It was a sweltering, humid day in mid-August. She was wearing a wispy designer babydoll dress with no sleeves or straps. The bustline hugged her breasts appreciatively, allowing a generous amount of her impossible cleavage to peek out on top. The material flowed away from her ribcage and down to mid-thigh, where her stick-thin yet shapely legs emerged, culminating in six-inch high wedge sandals. Her tiny arms and frail shoulders were completely bare and I caught more than one woman glaring at her in envy and disgust. Those huge dark eyes hid behind giant sunglasses that dwarfed her face. She sipped petulantly on an iced coffee drink as we wandered from shop to shop, peering in the windows at almost every one until she decided where to go first.



“That dress is so cute,” she cried, trotting right up to the window and pressing her hands against the glass.



“Why don’t we go in?” Just imagining her in the form-fitting, bright yellow affair she was admiring was a treat in itself and I hoped to see her try it on.



“That store doesn’t carry small enough sizes,” she pouted, stepping back. “Let’s go across the street.”



We went in to the other store and she made an inordinately large selection of outfits, intending to put on a show for me. I took “the boyfriend seat” outside the fitting room and waited. She emerged in a succession of sexy and colorful garments, ranging from casual to black-tie wear. Half of them fit her beautifully and half of them were just a scoche too big on her, a fact that she declared loudly every time in exaggerated frustration, “Augh, I’m just too small for this!”



Finally, she settled on half a dozen of her favorite well-fitting pieces, we paid, and left. I carried the bags in one hand and she held the other. More than once I noticed her staring at other women and she would squeeze my hand possessively. Once she even demanded, “Were you checking her out!?” I said no, of course not, and it was true; no other woman compared to her in the least. How can one admire a Thomas Kinkade with a Caravaggio in his possession? We strolled around for another half hour or so, but between the heat and humidity my dear Tracy was worn out. She suddenly stopped mid-stride, panting softly as she clung to my arm.



“Babe, what’s wrong?” I saw her sway a bit, then she collapsed against me. I dropped the bags and held her up.



“Oh, Jack, I need to sit down,” she cooed, gripping my shirt as I guided her to a bench. She sat down, fanning herself weakly . I stroked her hair, dumbfounded by this episode and, frankly, a little aroused as she was pawing at me and panting in my ear.



After a minute, overwhelmed now with the heat in the air and in my crotch, I said, “Maybe we should head home.”



“I think we should,” she agreed, resting her head on my shoulder, her hand on my thigh, leaning over to lick my ear and blow on my neck.



I hailed a cab, and Tracy was so weak she could hardly stand up on her own. She leaned on me and I helped her in to the cab, and at the last minute remembered the bags I had dropped. I grabbed them and got in. Inside the car, she seemed to revive a bit with the air conditioning. We weren’t very far from my apartment, so it wasn’t long before I carried her inside and laid her down on the bed. She beckoned me to her and slid both hands around me to pull me down for a kiss. I felt a bit guilty fo it, but I couldn’t help being turned on by her anyway. For some reason, her weakened condition was even more desirable to me. I climbed on to the bed and straddled her, removing my jeans swiftly. She, of course, wore no underwear and I was only slightly surprised to find her very much wet and ready to go. It seemed that she had enjoyed the scene as much as I had, and that made me even hotter. I slipped the dress off of her and massaged her tits as we kissed. I could feel the heat between her legs. I gave one of her nipples a gentle bite, then shoved my dick inside. We fucked a while, and just as I could tell by the noises she made that she was near the edge, I pulled out.



“Wha-… whatcha doing, Jacky?”



I plunged down on to her clit for an answer and shoved three fingers in the hot, slick mess of her cunt. She moaned deeply and arched her back, pressing herself in to me as I sucked. I licked all around her pristinely shaved labia, shoving my tongue in to her vagina. All the while Tracy squirmed, her thin fingers raking through my hair, gripping it as I brought her again to the edge of orgasm. Then I stopped.



She was shaking, her breasts heaving with every breath, her doe eyes half-closed with fatigue and lust. Her lips were parted as she stared at me, begging wordlessly for me to finally finish her off. I kissed her again, and she grabbed my cock.



She guided my dick inside her tight pussy and I lost all control- I started ramming her as hard as I dared. She whimpered at first, then cried out- in pain or pleasure I couldn’t tell. And I didn’t care. I pounded her until the bed was knocking against the wall and she was wailing my name with both legs wrapped around my waist.



I came, then slumped down on the bed next to her. Her breathing was shallow and rapid, her eyes just barely open.



“You’re a fucking animal,” she breathed, running her trembling fingers through my hair. I laughed and pulled her close, burying my face in her glorious tits. She was bleeding a bit between the legs from the force of my fuck.



“And you are the girl of my dreams,” I said, kissing the nearest breast to my face and giving the nipple an affectionate little suck. “I know we’ve only been together a few months, but I think it’d be a lot of fun to live together.”



“Do you really mean it Jack? I’d love to!” she cried, kissing me. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around her, hardly able to believe what I’d just said. I enjoyed having my own space, of course, but it was Tracy. I’d do anything for her, I’d do anything to be with her more. It seemed a small sacrifice to be with her every day. Of course, we saw each other at work, too, but that was mostly business. Mostly.

My day out turned into a night out and I got really fucked up with my old friends. We were drinking, smoking and doing the coke, which turned out to be really good quality. I got home late again but this time I was really wasted. I stumbled in, making a ton of noise. I had only done coke a few times before then but It always made me really horny and tonight was no exception. I grabbed another beer from the fridge, went to my room and locked the door behind me. I opened my beer, poured the last of the coke out on the nightstand and started to get undressed. I put my long, comfy t-shirt on and took out a pair of boyshorts but didn’t put them on. I laid them on the nightstand next to the coke, figuring I would put them on later.



I knew I was super horny and was going to masturbate before putting them on to try and fall asleep. I snorted another line, laid back on the bed with my legs apart and started to rub my pussy. It didn’t take much more than a few well placed strokes of my clit for me to be in heaven and I had myself cumming in no time. As the heat from my oncoming orgasm spread though my body I was amazed at how wet I had become. My fingers were practically sloshing around on my clit with the occasional dart inside my pussy. Then my muscles tensed up and an amazing orgasm rushed over me. My fingers were soaked and there was a little puddle on the sheet where I was laying. I remember thinking how glad I was that I left my panties off for that one as I had a gulp of my beer, finishing it off. The only problem was that the coke still had me wide awake and as great as that orgasm was it didn’t completely satisfy me. I was still horny and wanted to get off again.



After two more quick lines I decided to go back downstairs to grab another beer and bring it back to my room. I figured I would drink that one, have a nice long masturbation session and put myself to sleep. I was about half way down the stairs when I realized I still wasn’t wearing any panties and thought for a second about going back up to my room but figured no one was up and my shirt was long enough not to see anything anyway so I just kept going. I almost missed the bottom step but caught myself and realized I was way more wasted then I had realized.



I walked through the living room, into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I bent over to grab the beer off the bottom shelf causing my shirt to ride up over my ass cheeks and expose my eager pussy. The cold breeze from the sudden, unexpected exposure sent a chill through my crotch, which was still very sensitive. I remember thinking how erotic it felt and I couldn’t wait to get back up to my room. I closed the fridge, spun around to head up stairs and ran face first right into my father. It was pitch black in the kitchen now that the refrigerator door was closed and the light was off. On top of that my night vision was messed up from having my head in the fridge but there was no mistaking who I just ran into. There was also no mistaking the Jack Daniels on his breath.



I couldn’t see the expression on his face so I had no idea what was about to unfold. That’s when I felt his powerful hands grab me by the arms. He spun me around quickly so my back was to him and pushed me up against the counter. My first thought was about how surprisingly powerful he was. Not just his grip on my arms but his overall presence. I was frozen in shock and confusion when he leaned in and whispered in my ear. “So you think you can steal my coke”. Waves of panic started to roll through my body. With his lips still pressed against my ear he went on to say “and you think you can traipse around my house with your little cunt hanging out like that”. I was mortified. Panicked and frozen with fear. I had no idea how to respond to him and was completely caught off guard. He leaned harder against me forcing my body to bend over the counter. My face and chest was now pressed against the cold granite countertops. I was still frozen with fear.



He reached down between my legs and roughly grabbed my pussy. “You’re not going to get away with being a little college cock tease in this house.” He grabbed harder at my pussy lips then released them. “You’re already fucking wet you thieving whore”. That’s the moment tears started to uncontrollably stream down my face. I still couldn’t say a word; I hadn’t even uttered a sound since bumping into him. I was so ashamed at being wet from earlier, I felt like my body had just played the worlds cruelest game of worst timing ever. Tears continued to stream down my face but I didn’t make a peep. Not one single sound. Shame, fear and guilt all kept my mouth sealed shut and my body frozen solid. That’s when I felt it. I knew what it was the second it touched me. He was rubbing the tip of his dick against my cunt lips. I knew exactly what was going to come next and even though it was already pitched black in the kitchen I closed my eyes.



That’s when he plunged his cock inside me. No matter how much I was expecting it I could never have been mentally prepared for that. He was not gentle at all however it went in with surprising ease, a consequence of my earlier endeavors. As he thrust in and out of me from behind I tried to close my eyes even tighter as if somehow that would help. I was now crying out loud, my lips quivering as I whimpered pressed against the cold counter. He was now pounding me roughly. Every time he went deep I could feel his pubic hair against my ass cheeks and it was making me even more disgusted with myself. I continued to cry praying it would be over quickly when I felt his dick start to swell. That’s when a new level of panic came over me. I was petrified that he was going to cum inside me. I had somehow held out hope that I would be able to keep a shred of dignity and pretend this didn’t happen if he didn’t cum inside me.



I began to struggle but had become dizzy and week. As his body tensed he pulled out just in time to shoot his cum all over my exposed pussy. I could feel it dripping all over me and down my thighs. He took a couple of deep breaths and released his grip on me. I was free to move but somehow still paralyzed, bent over the kitchen counter with my cum coated pussy on display. My level of shame was unimaginable but somehow all I could think about was how thankful I was that he had the decency to not cum inside me. I also found myself being appreciative that he made it quick. And just like that, without saying a word, he walked off, went upstairs and closed his bedroom door.



I started to get scared that Tim would see me like that so I forced myself to finally move. Every muscle in my body felt sore and tired. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and pretend this was just a bad dream but I headed for the bathroom. I needed to take a shower and I need to get his cum off of me. In the bathroom was the first time I had seen myself with the light on since much earlier in the night. I was a mess. There were red marks on my arms from where he was holding me and my eyes were swollen from the crying. I couldn’t stand to look at myself like that so I showered with the lights off. The whole time I was telling myself that my father didn’t just do that. That he wasn’t inside me and that I hadn’t just somehow crossed a disgusting line in the sand that made me no longer human. After the shower the coke had finally worn off and I fell into a deep sleep.



I woke up late the next day, in fact it was early afternoon. Now sober may plan was to confront my father about the night before. I Put my jeans on and a t-shirt and was ready to go see him when I started stalling. When I left my bedroom most of my nerve had gone and by the time I was face to face with him whatever nerve was left had evaporated. I didn’t say a word to him. I just stood there like nothing had ever happened, staring at his smug face. I was about to burst into tears when Tim walked in so I had to choke them back.



Eventually as days turned into weeks I was able to just pretend that it never happened. Dad continued to act like an asshole, drunk and high all the time but he had not tried to touch me again. He continued to bring slutty girls back to the house and my brother and I would be subjected to seeing them in the living room or hearing them.



He also continued to pick on Tim, calling him a fag and letting him know he would never be able to “get pussy” because he is “a little sissy boy”. One night, he had some 40 something year-old bar hag back at the house and he began ragging on Tim in front of her. She was laughing at my brother while my dad would tell her how Tim has “a little dick that never sees any action”. This white-trash stranger was humiliating my brother. Dad’s treatment of Tim upset me more then what he had done to me. Maybe it was because I was so protective of my little brother or maybe I was just excellent at repressing things that had happened to me.



Either way, dad had not tried anything on me and to be extra careful not to insight anything I was always careful about what I wore around the house. If I wanted to wear anything that showed even a little bit of skin I was always sure to change in my car after I had left the house and then again before I got home. I was still partially blaming myself for what had happened.

Alyssa had been left chained to the mattress. The room was cold and she was in a lot of pain. Her ass hole felt sore still and her head throbbed from all the crying. When an hour passed she fell asleep. When she awoke she wasn’t sure how much time it had been but it felt like hours. The pain had subsided at least but she remained chained to the same mattress. Alyssa struggled not to start crying again but she knew it would only hurt her head and that was the last thing she needed.



The young blonde gasped and jumped when she heard the door opening. The sound of heels filled the room as Jennifer entered. She brought a glass of water and an aspirin on a silver tray in her lacy black thong and matching bra.



“Here, take this. Lean up.” Jen said as she squatted beside the naked Alyssa.



Alyssa struggled to sit upright, her arms and legs rather firmly in place. Jennifer poured some water into the other girl’s mouth then dropped the aspirin. She got up and without another word she left the room. The sound of heels faded and was replaced with much heavier ones. In came Mark. Alyssa stared at him and immediately begins to shake.



“Now, now, my pet. You’re fine. That aspirin will make you feel like nothing ever happened. Or at least ease the pain of our next tests.” Mark said with an evil and twisted grin.



“P-please, please no more today. I can’t!” Alyssa’s eyes gained tears.



“Shh, you’ll be fine. That’s what these tests are for. This first week will be the hardest. I’m going to see how far I can push that beautiful little body of yours.” Mark said as if it were no big deal.



He walked to the wall and grabbed an armful of things from their hooks. When he brought them back he dropped them to the concrete floor beside Alyssa. Her head turned to stare at a gag ball, something strange that looked as though it were meant to stretch her open and hold the hole open, three dildos, a whip and little beads on a string and lube.



“Please!” She begged again.



“The talking is annoying. You’ll learn to only speak when spoken to!” Mark yelled as he grabbed the whip and slashed it into Alyssa’s thigh. She yelped in pain.



He dropped the whip and grabbed the gag ball. She fought, turning her head side to side and rising and dropping her body onto the mattress. Although it was a struggle, Mark got the ball into place. He stood back and sneered as she began to cry. Alyssa choked for air, unused to this intrusion in her mouth.



“Better.” Mark said with another evil grin.



Mark stripped down to nothing. His cock was already hard at its amazing eight and a half inches. Alyssa hated this man but his body and his face were so attractive that she had to stare for a moment. Then he leaned down and grabbed all three dildos and put them on the mattress. Alyssa watched with fear stricken eyes. Her body stiffened for a moment then began to shake. The one Mark grabbed first was thick at three inches and about seven inches long. On his knees between her legs he pressed the tip of the dildo to her pussy wall. He began to push it in very slowly. Alyssa pussy was somehow wet and she was angry at her body for this. She felt the dildo go in and stretch her pussy wide apart to allow it inside. She moaned into the ball.



“Ah, you like this.” Mark said with a laugh.



He made sure to push a good amount inside of her tight pink pussy but did not thrust it in and out. He simply kept it there. Then he reached for another. Alyssa watched as he began to rub lube all up and down the two inch thick, six inch long dildo. Mark was watching Alyssa’s horror stricken face and it turned him on immensely. He only looked away so he could press the dildo’s tip to her asshole. Alyssa began to scream into the gag ball, making her choke again. Her body twisted as much as it could as the tears finally fell from her eyes and down her bright red cheeks.



“Listen to me, pet. It’s going in there. If you squirm it will hurt so, so, very much. Trust me. You want to relax or I will shove it in fast and hard. Punishment will be bad.” Mark said with a stern tone. He looked Alyssa in the eye.



Fear filling up even more she obeyed. What choice did she have? Her body was stiff but she laid still. Her eyes closed tightly as she felt the dildo’s tip on her asshole. She felt the first inch pop inside. The back hole stretched wide open and the feeling was a painful and unpleasant burning sensation. Alyssa screamed into the ball as she felt him wedge more and more of the dildo into her asshole. She felt the other dildo in her pussy too. The tears wouldn’t stop their slow but steady stream down the sides of her face.



Mark finished shoving the entire dildo into her asshole and leaned back to admire the site of the dildo stretching her freshly shaven, bright pink pussy and then the one inside of her asshole. He rubbed his cock and groaned.



“Alright pet, one more.” He said and grabbed the last one. This one was only an inch thick, not bad and six inches long. Alyssa was so confused to where this was going. She watched as best as she could from where she laid as he put a lot of lube on the dildo. He set the bottle down then grabbed the dildo’s tip inside of her asshole. He held it firmly and Alyssa’s eyes went wide when she realized what he was doing. Alyssa screamed before the first inch of the second dildo slid into her asshole. The pain was incredible. The tears fell quickly now and her face became bright red. He slid more and more of the dildo into her asshole and she felt it rubbing against the one already in there.



“Oh god yes.” Mark groaned. He finished and stood up. His eyes looked down at the beautiful blonde sobbing chained to the mattress, a dildo inside her pussy and two lodged deep into her burning asshole. He rubbed his cock in his hand fast and hard while the other massaged his balls. He walked until his feet were on either side of Alyssa’s perky breasts.



“Mm, yes pet, cry in pain.” He groaned as he continued to pull his cock. His eyes closed and he tipped his head back as he stroked faster. He squeezed his balls and opened his eyes to look down at the amazing sight. His cum shot itself all over Alyssa’s face. She closed her eyes as the sticky white liquid fell onto her eyelids, her nose and around the gag ball. Mark kept pumping his cock until the last drip was out.



Alyssa kept her eyes closed, not wanting it in her eyes but she felt as he yanked the dildo from her pussy. She gasped in relief as one stretch was removed. But then she felt Mark getting on his knees between her legs. She felt the head of his cock rub against her lips and slowly begin to insert itself…

I had just gotten home from backpacking around Asia for a few months; and everything had changed, my girlfriend of two years broke up with me, the club I bounced with closed, and I had arrived back in the states to late to get any of the classes I needed. So I crashed with my parents, smoked weed all day hung out with my friends all night, and did the craigslist job search. But I didn’t really want a job, I liked not really doing anything, it felt great; I had never in my life really had nothing to do, I had always worked, always had something to accomplish.



But as most of my friends were either working or still In college I had little to do during the day; I’d watch movies, smoke weed, play video games, smoke weed, eat, smoke weed….. It grew kind of boring.



Now that I had start myself down the road of sexual deviance, I need a new partner, but the club girls where boring, I didn’t want my friends to really know what weird shit I was into, so I turned to my old friend the internet for help.



Craigslist was a bust, nothing but fakes, guys posing as chicks, and bots. Facebook was still mostly for college students, I think at the time you still need a college e-mail to get an account, but there was glorious MySpace.



MySpace when, MySpace was the shit! You made up a profile or in my case two, one for friends, and the other for fun. A lot of the profiles you’d find were again; guys posting as chicks, or bots, but there were some real freaks on there as well. I remember the two I actually met and actually did something with, the older chick and the younger chick. This is the story of me and the older chick, as the younger girl is still ongoing.



Her name was Jennifer, her display name had been Jessygottaphatty, and I mean come on what horny 21 year old guy wouldn’t to click on that. She was a big girl, not fat but tall wide and curve, big double-D’s, and a fat spanking ass. I immediately started to get hard just looking through her pictures, I sent her a friend request and immediately was accepted. I commented her pictures she commented mine, we exchanged e-mails, then started to im.



I found out she had recently graduated from Rutgers, and was working as an entry level data analyst with Morgan Stanley, I told her about my boredom having nothing to do during the day.



We chatted for a few days, the messages getting naughtier and naughtier, we exchanged stories of our past exploits; I told her about my 3-way relationship with the two Asian girls I had met during my stint as a bouncer, she told me of her lesbian relationship she had been in, in college.



After that we started to talk on the phone, mostly just phone sex, sometimes she would call me while she was at work, she was always horny, she would be in the bathroom fingering herself, using a dildo, or a vibrator, I would of course strip down and jerk off, neither of us saying anything.



The problem was she lived at home and so did I, neither of us could host and she lived in jersey while I lived in NYC. After weeks and weeks of just phone play during the week I got a random text msg from her.



Call me now.



So of course I whipped out my cell phone and called.



I could hear giggling, and the sound of cars in the background



“Hey whets up sexxxy?’ I asked, drawing out the x’s.



She giggled “I’m coming to the city tonight so I hope you don’t have any plans”



I was stunned, I had been beginning to think would never meet my internet vixen, and a little scared that she wouldn’t look like her pictures, or wouldn’t like me once we met.”Of, course… where should we meet?”



“It’s my friends 25th birthday we’re going to Webster hall “she said. I could hear the girls giggling in the background.



I knew the club it was downtown, I knew a few of the bouncers so I knew I could get hooked up with drinks as I was nearly broke and jobless.



We setup a time and place to meet, and just as I was hanging up I heard.



“I’m going to rape your body” and a chorus of giggles before silence.



I smoked spliff and took a nap, when I woke I got ready; shave, shower, and a jerk. Called up a few friends to join up with me and headed downtown.



We pregamed pretty hard on the train so by the time we got down we were quite tipsy. The girls had planned to meet us at a pizza shop across the street and there they were, there she was.



Just a little bit under 6ft pretty, and unbelievably curvy, my dick was immediately hard. I waved and she squealed with delight and ran over to me. Throwing her arms around me, my own immediately slid from her lower back down to grope her ass, she giggled as I gave her a quick pinch.



Just wanted to see if this was real” I said laughing.



Her eyes promised more, much more.



We all got introduced, smoked a quick spliff, and got online, my hand never far from her ass.



Luckily my friend was working the door, and let us in once he saw me, he also hooked me up with drink tickets, which I was very thankful for, and we entered the club.



It was early barely 11but the place was popping we got drinks and a table and just talked for awhile everybody was getting nice and acquainted, and ripped, when she drags me away from the group onto the dance floor.



The music playing was reggaeton, and dancing to it was like fucking, I at first we danced face to face then moving with the rhythm I spun her around so her back was to me, my hands rand up and down her body, I could feel her nipples pressed hard against the fabric of her low cut bodice. They grew hard at my exploration, and I pinched them, I could her gasp then moan. I quickly spun her again and our eyes met and so did our lips. Our tongues exploring our cavernous mouths, our hands roaming around each other’s bodies. Finally we broke the kiss each of us breathing hard. We continued to dance, i pushed her head down and she was in the doggy position as I grinded my now rock hard dick across her ass, she grabbed my ass and held on as she rode me.



When it was done we went to go back to the table, but our friends were gone, we found a corner and started to make out.



There was nothing but her our make out session got hot and heavy real quick, I slipped one of her tits out and started to suck while she began giving me a hand job right in the middle of the club. Finally it was too much I grabbed her by the hand remembering to stuff my swollen cock back in my pants as I dragged her into the bathroom.



Luckily there was an empty stall and I quickly pushed her in and shut the door behind me, using my body to prop the door closed. I pushed her to her knees and unzipped my pants; her hands attacked it before it could spring out of my boxers. In one swift motion she had it out and in her mouth, at first going so fast I nearly came, and had to yell for her to slow down. She got into a nice slow pace and I was able to control myself as she bobbed back and forth on my shaft, after awhile I grabbed the back of her head and started forcing her to swallow it all, face fucking her like I knew I would soon be fucking her other holes. I could hear her gasping for air, and let her pull her lips off my dick, her hands went back on.



“I want to drink daddy” she said in her tear streaked face, saliva was dripping down the side of her mouth and I couldn’t control myself, I unleashed my load all over her face, and into her mouth.



I sat down o the toilet as she cleaned herself off, I watched as she licked all the cum she could reach with her tongue up and then cleaned the rest of with toilet paper. I could see she was still horny and my dick was not done, but we had been in the stall to long, so we quickly ran out past the clapping guys who had no doubt heard us in the stall



Grabbing more drink we found her friends, two had been dancing with my friends the other was talking to some guys she had met, we all got back on to the dance floor but it was clear she wanted me by myself, I maneuvered us into a dark corner where we continued our kissing and heavy petting. My hand crept up her skirt; I could feel her wetness pouring down her legs as my hand inched further up until I could feel her trembling lips.



Sticking my finger in quickly removed it and brought the finger up to my lips, staring at her I put the finger in my mouth savoring the taste of her sex, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down for a hard kiss, her hands went to my zipper, and before I knew it I was sliding in, I could hear her gasp as I pushed her up against the wall, she bit into my shoulder as she screamed in orgasm, I had only thrust in twice or so but the sheer thought of getting caught had made her cum.



We knew we needed more room so we left the club before I could cum, texting our friends that we were leaving we hopped in a cab to the west side where there’s a motel mad for club hookups.



On 12th ave the furthest block you can go before you hit the west side highway is a motel made for cheaters, internet dates, hookers, escorts, bar and club hookups; basically if you looking for a place to fuck, this is it.



We barely made it, in the cab our hands were furious, i couldn’t keep my mouth off of her breasts, my fingers sliding in and out of her wet holes, the cab driver nearly threw us out when she started to give me another blowjob, but we were already there.



We paid for the cab, early threw the money in the receptionist face as we grabbed our keys and dashed to the room. I tried to tear off her clothes, but she danced away, pushing me on to the bed I could see my reflection in the mirror attached to the ceiling.



Wiggling her finger at me she quickly turned around and all I could do was stare at her ass, I wanted to bite it, lick it, fuck it.



I could hear music as she turned around more of the deep Latin beats we had danced to in the club, she started to dance shaking her ass very suggestively, she started to strip, first removing her top, revealing her large breast I had fallen in love with sucking on. She must have felt my gaze as she slithered over to me swaying her hips, and once again straddled me so that her tits were pressed firmly in my face, and I buried it there. I kissed I licked, I sucked all while she shook her ass on me ever increasingly hard dick.



It was too much I threw her onto the bed flipping her over so her ass was sticking up in the air, pulled up her skirt and dove head first into her pussy so hard my nose pieced her asshole. I started licking using my fingers to spread her lips apart, alternating between eating her pussy, and eating her ass. She came at least twice, before I stuck my dick back in. but this time it was the other hole, and she was surprised, she cursed called me a bastard as I shoved it all the way in to the hilt. I alternated between fucking her ass, and randomly pulling out and shoving in her sopping wet pussy, she cursed, she moaned, and finally she pulled herself away, and pushed me back onto the bed.



Facing away from me, she squatted over my dick teasing me, by lowering herself down so my tip was touching her moist lips, and then would pull back up, I was in agony, but all she did was smile. After awhile the teasing became too much for even her and she sank herself all the way down onto the shaft, I could feel her Cumming as she rode me, her ass jiggling as I my thrust met hers, finally we came together and fell into each other’s arms in exhaustion.

Mark left to go pick up something from his apartment. I opted to stay because I needed to clean. He made me clean naked.



So I mopped and scrubbed and vacuumed in the nude, not entirely happy about it because cleaning was dirty.



I thought about how the doctors owned me, how they had put a price on me and yet let me ignorantly go about my daily life as if it were my own. I felt like such a fool! And I was angry, so angry at how Kelly had made me feel like I could trust her, when all I’d been to her was a product.



I dropped the vacuum and sat down on the floor and cried. Mark was the only potentially good thing to come out of this, and yet I still felt like I had lost something.



I didn’t even know why I trusted him. He’d really given me no tangible reason to. I felt so naive! He’d probably wind up pulling the same shit, and reselling me once he got tired of me. That idea made me cry harder. I wanted to belong to him! His energy was irresistible. I wanted to melt into him. I wanted to be owned by him. I felt like an addict.



My buzzer rang. I couldn’t get up. I was seized in a stream of tears. What if I just ran? What if I disappeared? But how could I? Now Mark was back and I had to let him in. Neither my mind nor my body resisted, despite my doubts.



The buzzer rang again. And again. And again. It just kept assaulting my eardrums.



“Stop! Stop it!” I screamed.



I caught my breath and lifted myself up and let him in.



But it wasn’t Mark. I heard several sets of footsteps on the stairs. I froze like a deer as the door burst open.



“Perfect, she’s naked,” said Andrews.



He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and hauled me down the stairs.



“Get the fuck off me! What are you-”



Matheson reached over and covered my mouth and said, “Scream and you’re dead.”



I started crying. Where was Mark?



Andrews hauled me into a van and dropped my naked body down on the floor.



Matheson ordered, “Get up, cunt.” He kicked me in my side, just hard enough to cause more adrenaline to surge and make me obey immediately.



I stood up and the van jerked and started moving. Who was driving it? All three of them were in the back with me. Who else knew about this?



There were ropes attached to a grating that was flush against the panel of the van on the driver’s side. Matheson pushed me against the grating, which dug into my soft skin, and tied my arms so that they were spread wide open. Andrews spread my legs apart and tied my ankles.



My tits were bouncing heavily as the van drove on. Matheson took a flogger from the passenger’s seat and started flogging them hard, almost immediately producing red streaks on my sensitive skin.



Kelly got on her knees and looked up at me and said, “You’re in so much trouble, slut.” She spit in my pussy and started eating it as Matheson went on and on with the assault on my tender breasts.



I was crying and moaning, tossed by a sea of pleasure and pain. Kelly sucked my clit hard and forced my cum out of me fast. She held her mouth under my hole and drank it. Then she kept going. I started screaming.



“This is what you get for leaving us without permission, you ungrateful slut,” said Andrews as he watched.



“Please! Please stop!” I sobbed.



“We’ve only just begun.” Andrews took the flogger from Matheson and wailed on my titties and my tummy as Kelly worked my oversensitive clit.



“God! Oh god!” I shrieked as the cum gushed out of me and Kelly drank it. She didn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop. It was like she was getting back at me for yesterday. But that wasn’t all my fault! I wouldn’t have done it if Mark hadn’t made me! I started sweating as her hungry tongue and her merciless fingers probed and milked me yet again while Andrews continued to flog me relentlessly. I was floating, whatever resistance I had left was quickly being siphoned.



“Please!” I whimpered. “No more! Please, no more!”



“You can beg all you want, slut, but we won’t stop,” said Andrews.



“Why?” I whined.



“We told you: you left without permission. The client didn’t give you permission to leave, and neither did Kelly or Matheson. That’s a very serious offense.”



“Mark owns me! I’m his!”



He flogged me hard as Kelly sucked at my clit, and instead of screaming from pain, I started cumming.



“Oh! Oh my god!” I wailed in a high-pitched whine.



Kelly drank my cum and milked my clit with her fingers, making me twitch and writhe in my restraints. Sweat was dripping down my body. My nerves were in overdrive. They kept at it, torturing me in the back of this van that kept driving.



“I wanna fuck that cunt,” said Matheson.



Kelly backed away and Andrews stopped and Matheson took out his hard cock and plunged it inside me. He pulled my hair and slapped my face as he pumped my overworked pussy.



“Please, god!” I whined. He slapped me harder then twisted my nipples.



“That’s right. Scream, bitch!”



He started choking me as he railed me with his dick, and I almost started cumming. He slowed down and robbed me of release.



“That’s right, you like this cock. Your pussy doesn’t lie – unlike that slut mouth of yours.”



He pulled out and sprayed my belly with his cum, leaving me breathless and needy.



Andrews was next. He took me down from the panel and then made me get on all fours. He tied my wrists to the bottom of the grate so that my arms were straight out in front of me and my face was pressed to the floor.



He had Kelly lube my asshole and his cock, and then he stuffed himself inside my ass. I yelped as he pushed himself in.



“Such a nice, tight asshole. And you were gonna take that away from us. You selfish, dirty slut.” He spanked me hard and my asshole clenched around him. He groaned and spanked me again. First one cheek, then the other. The pain coursed through me, and I screamed.



“Your holes are ours to use, cunt,” he said, spanking me again. He was tenderizing my ass inside and out, his dick and his hands working in tandem, pumping me hard and spanking me hard. I felt like I was on fire, every nerve down there was screaming.



His dick pulsated inside me and he filled my ass with his hot cum. He pulled out and I felt his cum oozing out and down to my pussy. He spanked me again, making my muscles clench and forcing more of his cum out of my hole.



Kelly was next. She grabbed a huge strap-on from the front seat and held it in front of my face.



“Suck on this, slut.”



I picked my head up as much as I could and started trying to suck it. I could barely get my lips around it.



“That’s going inside that slippery, slutty cunt of yours, so get it nice and wet.” She shoved it in further.



I groaned as I tried to suck it. It hurt as my lips stretched and strained around it.



She pulled it away when she was satisfied and strapped it on, then drove it inside me in one thrust. I screamed, the pain of my hole stretching reverberating through my thighs and my tummy.



“How does that feel, bitch?”



I groaned. She spanked me hard. “I asked you a question, cunt!”



“It hurts!” I whined.



“Good.” She thrust harder, making me scream again. She then reached around and pressed and rubbed my clit.



“No! Oh god, no!” I wailed and sobbed.



She kept going, my pussy getting more and more slippery until it stopped hurting except for a dull soreness around my entrance. I started moaning and pushing back.



“That’s right…fuck yourself, cunt.”



I pushed back faster and faster, bringing myself to an orgasm I desperately needed. “Ohh god!” I shrieked. My cunt exploded around the cock.



“Mmm look at all that cum pouring out of that hole. And look at how your asshole is leaking….What a dirty fuckslut you are. Thank me, bitch.”



“Thank you,” I whimpered, panting and weak.



“You want some more?” she asked, slamming into me.



“No! Please, no more!”



“Too bad.”



She kept fucking my exhausted cunt, spanking me, and working my clit. I sobbed until another orgasm came over me and then I screamed, cum gushing out of my pussy and tears streaming down my face.



She pulled out and untied my wrists.



“Get on your knees and clean your cum off of this you filthy slut.”



I got on my sore knees and licked and sucked the dripping mess off of the cock. The van was stopped. I hadn’t noticed it stopping. I was delirious, l felt like I was floating, like I was lighter and my body was sailing. And yet I felt a weight on me, because it seemed as though they’d never let me go. I would never be Mark’s.



I crumpled onto the floor, defeated, into a puddle of my own cum.



“Slut.”



I opened my eyes and saw a pair of black shoes and black jeans. I raised my eyes and there he was. Mark.



I could barely speak, I was done. He crouched down in front of me. “Hey. How do you feel?” he asked with a tenderness that seemed alien to the situation.



“Am I hallucinating?”



“No.”



“You were driving?”



“I arranged this.”



“You…you did this?”



“Of course. I told you that you were mine.”



“Oh my god,” I wept.



He sat and crossed his legs and held his hand out. “Come ‘ere.”



I picked myself up on my hands and knees and crawled to him. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me and pet me.



“Do you still want to be mine?”



“What?”



“I’m giving you a choice.”



“Why?”



“Because I don’t want you if you don’t want me.”



“Then why did you- I thought you said that you threatened Matheson.”



“I did. And then we negotiated.”



“Why didn’t you tell me?”



“Because I wanted to test you.”



“Why?” I cried. Why was everyone so fucked up?



“Because if you don’t want to be used like how they just used you then I don’t want you.”



I gasped. It was conditional. Of course it was conditional.



“That doesn’t mean that I don’t want you to want that.”



“Why are you giving me a choice?”



“Do you think you have a choice?” Kelly spit out.



“Shut up, Kelly,” warned Mark.



“No…no, she’s right. I really don’t have a choice…” I murmured, looking at Kelly. She looked at the floor.



“No, you do. Don’t listen to Kelly.”



“No, she’s right. This is what I am, isn’t it? She’s right…this is what I want. I don’t have a choice.”



“Yeah?” He lifted my chin up and kissed me. His hand crept down to my pussy and started playing with it. I clung to him as he worked me again while he kissed my mouth deeply. I twitched at his touch, which hurt my overworked pussy, but I did not want to ask him to stop. I did not want to deprive him of what he wanted from me.



My pussy started lubricating itself again and its oversensitivity started waning. I arched my back as sparks and waves of pleasure started to course through me. I pulled at his dark hair and moaned.



“Good girl,” he whispered into my mouth.



“I want you to give me all of you.”



Butterflies swarmed in my belly and I groaned. I ached for him. I felt like I was being split apart and melting together all at once.



He pulled his hand away and picked me up.



“I think it’s time,” he said to the others, nodding to the door.



Andrews opened the door. We were in the woods somewhere, and there was a crowd of men outside, and an empty blanket laid out.



“I’m going to use you in front of all these men.”



“They aren’t going to-”



“I think you’ve been through enough today.”



He carried me to the blanket and set me down.



“Get on your knees.”



I knelt before him. He took his hard cock out and fed it to my tired mouth. I pushed my mind past the soreness and sucked him hard, swirling my tongue around, savoring his taste.



“Play with that pussy for all of us,” he commanded.



I slid my hand down to my pussy and started rubbing my clit. He groaned as I started moaning on his cock.



“Oh yeah,” grunted one man as he walked up to me and watched as I bobbed my head on Mark’s cock. He rubbed his crotch then unzipped his pants.



“You hungry for cum, sweetie? Because we’re gonna give it to ya,” said another one.



The first man took his dick out and started stroking it as he watched. I heard others walk up to me and start doing the same thing. I looked up at Mark. He smiled down at me.



“You’re doing so good, baby,” he said, stroking my hair.



“Mm…suck that cock, slut,” groaned one man behind me. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I felt it as his hot cum started hitting my back and sliding down to my ass. It threw me to the edge. I looked up at Mark and moaned.



“You need to cum? Cum, slut.”



I burst underneath my fingers, my cum gushed out and down my thighs and onto the blanket.



“Oh look at that fucking slut cum!” someone exclaimed. I felt myself blush.



Mark pulled his cock out of me and smacked my face with it.



“On your hands and knees.”



I obeyed, sticking my ass up in the air, offering him my holes.



He slipped into my dripping pussy and started fucking me. He scooped some of the cum off my back and fed it to me.



“Gentlemen,” he announced, “my slut loves cum. Please feel free to feed yours to her.”



The men started grunting and groaning and closed in around me as they stroked their hard cocks. One came up to my mouth and said, “Open that mouth you hungry cumslut.”



I opened my mouth and he emptied his load into it. Some dripped down my chin as I swallowed it. I yelped as Mark thrust harder and I felt more cum spilling onto my back.



“Mm, you like this, baby? You like being a cum dumpster?”



“Uh-huh!” I moaned.



Two more men walked up to me and I opened my mouth as they sprayed their cum all over my face. I was pushed to the edge again.



“Sir? Please can I cum?”



“Cum on my dick, slut.”



I groaned and unleashed on him, squirting everywhere. Another man came up to me as I came and knelt down, and sprayed his seed on my tits as they swung back and forth from Mark’s thrusting.



“Oh, good girl,” Mark grunted.



“Open that mouth, slut,” said one man. I opened my mouth and he rested his dick on my bottom lip and shot his cream down my throat.



Mark pulled out of my pussy and entered my ass. A guttural sound escaped my lips as he pushed himself in.



“Oh yeah, fuck that luscious ass,” said someone.



“What a filthy slut this one is.”



“I bet she loves this.”



I did. I did love it. And I admitted it. “I love being a filthy slut, Sir,” I moaned as he fucked my asshole.



“I know.”



A few more men came up to me and drenched my face and hair with their jizz. I licked it off my lips and started gathering the cum off of my face and eating it as I moaned from Mark’s cock inside me.



“Look at her. What a good little cunt she is.”



All of a sudden I felt an orgasm welling up inside me….I’d never cum from being fucked in the ass before.



“Sir?” I moaned.



“Yes, slut?”



“I think I’m gonna cum…”



“Mmm good. You like my cock in your asshole?”



“Uh-huh!”



“Come on, cum while you’re getting fucked in the ass.” He wrapped his hand around my throat and choked me.



“Ohh…!” My pussy pulsated and squirted out streams of cum.



“Oh you fucking slut!” He started pumping me harder. I yelped and groaned. Several more men came up to me and started ejaculating all over me. It fell on my face, my hair, my back…I was covered in it.



Mark pulled out and pulled me up by the hair. He held his dick out for me. I took it into my mouth and started cleaning it off.



“Oh, look at that dirty slut. I’m gonna cum all over her ass,” said someone. He knelt down behind me and started coating my ass with his hot load as I sucked on Mark’s cock.



“You want my cum, slut?” he asked as I took him into my throat.



“Mhm!”



“Oh fuck…” He pulled my hair as his dick pulsated and his cum streamed down my throat. He pulled himself out of me as I swallowed it



“Mmm Sir, you taste so good,” I moaned and looked up at him with my cum-covered face.



“Good. Good girl.” He put his dick back in his pants and looked at the men who were still stroking themselves. There were about ten left.



“Why don’t you lay down and play with that pussy for these men, Lila?”



“Yes, Sir.” I smiled and laid down on the wet blanket and started fingering my cunt as I watched the men jerk off.



“Oh look at her finger herself. Bitch just can’t get enough,” said one man. He walked over to me and started cumming on my pussy as I rubbed my clit. I gathered some up and ate it, and used the rest to masturbate with.



The other nine formed a circle around me. I looked up at all of them as they watched me. I loved it, I loved being bathed in their semen.



Someone else started cumming on my pussy and I couldn’t hold back. I gushed all over the blanket and then kept going.



“Oh yeah…open that mouth, cunt.”



I opened it and it filled with cum. I moaned and swallowed it, and stuck two fingers inside my pussy.



“That’s right…fuck yourself, bitch.”



Cum was shooting at me as I fingered my pussy and brought myself to orgasm again. I started begging and moaning for it.



“Please, please cum on me,” I said, looking up at them.



“Oh I’m gonna cover your face with it,” said one man. His cum poured down and I closed my eyes as it hit my face.



“Yes! Please! More!”



I felt more cum land all over my tits, and then more on my belly. Someone came on my thighs, and I opened my mouth again for the rest. There were three men left.



“Please feed it to me,” I begged.



They knelt down and started stroking fast. They all started cumming at once, filling my mouth with their seed. I held it in my mouth as I brought myself to orgasm again, and swallowed it as I came all over the blanket.



I lay there limp, covered in semen, a true cumslut. I was satisfied. I looked at Mark, who was taking pictures.



“Get up, and get in the van. It’s time to go. We’re gonna have to give you a bath, filthy slut. Clean yourself off with the blanket before you get in.”



I stood up and picked up the blanket, and cleaned the cum off of my body and my face. Then I wrapped myself in it and got into the van.



“Come sit in the passenger’s seat.”



I sat down and buckled up. Kelly and the doctors rode in the back.



“I’m proud of you, slut,” said Kelly.



I turned to look at her and smiled. “Thank you.” I looked her up and down. I wanted her pussy.



I whispered into Mark’s ear as he drove, “Can I still play with Kelly?”



He smiled and put his hand on my thigh. “Well they’re still going to use you. So, yes.”



I kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Sir.”



“You’re welcome, slut.”

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