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Becoming His Slut Ch. 03

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Author’s notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along.

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Friday evening, I left work and headed to see Jimmy. I’d picked a peach and white with ruffle, shelf bra bustier and matching G-string to wear to work under my dress. I’d come to realize there were a couple perks to dressing as I did at work. While my dress was perfectly work appropriate, it was obvious that I was without a bra just about every day. Once call to the IT department, who sent a tech to my cubicle, and in a matter of a week I had the best running machine in the building! Just to be sure, each day at least one of them would come and check in on me. The cook in the lunch room and cashier also gave me preferential treatment as well. There were a couple women at work who gave me looks of disdain, but that was their issue. When I was asked how I could wear such high heels every day, I simply replied that I was short and needed the extra height. I’d also finally managed to figure out how to work while being constantly aroused or horny. Arriving at the parking lot around the corner from his apartment I slid out of my car, feeling a slight breeze against my inner thighs, reminding me just how wet I was already. Unlike the past weekend I didn’t bother bringing a bag, I knew the likelihood of my remembering to bring it was incredibly low. I made my way to his apartment building and up the stairs, feeling my excitement level growing with each step. Knocking on the door I tentatively began unbuttoning my top. The last time I’d had my top off before the door opened, I was surprised with Sabrina!

“Well hello!” Steve said with the biggest of smiles. “I’m just heading out.”

“I’m sure I’ll see you later,” I tried feeling a bit awkward with Steve now, “but I’m sure you’ll see a lot of me this weekend!”

“I’m planning on both!” Steve replied as he leaned in to give me a big bear hug.

One of Steve’s arms coiled around my lower back while his other hand eased over my ass. He gently cupped and squeezed my butt, giving me a kiss on the cheek, before letting me go. I watched anxiously as he descended the stairs leading out of the building. Prior to a couple days ago Steve was just my lover’s roommate who occasionally saw more of me than you’d expect. Then he ended up in the bathroom of the gas station Jimmy told me to meet him in, and had his cock in my mouth. It was a complex dynamic in my mind. Was he a friend? A friend with benefits to go with my original friend with benefits? A guy who’s cock I would occasionally suck? I didn’t know. As I walked into the apartment, I began to care less about the semantics of who was what to whom. Shedding my blouse, which I hung on a coat hook near the door, I began to unzip my skirt while I kept moving into the apartment.

“Jimmy?” I called out.

“I’m in the bedroom!” He replied.

Stepping out of my skirt, I walked into the bedroom to find him laying out what looked like an outfit for me to put on. He turned, seeing me in my open bust bustier and stopped what he was doing. His eyes turned ravenous as he turned and approached me. I was overcome with a combination of fear and desire as he neared.

“You look fuckable!” He said swarming me with his arms.

His hands grabbed my ass cheeks tightly, lifting my body by them, he moved me back pinning me against the wall. His body weight pressed me into the wall, keeping me several inches off the floor, as his mouth assaulted mine. His hands lifted my legs, lifting them until they crossed behind his back, I locked my ankles behind his back squeezing him tightly with my thighs. Throwing my arms around his neck, his hands were now free to roam my body, while his bulging jeans pressed against my pussy.

“I’ve been thinking of little more than fucking you all day!” He hoarsely grunted in my ear. “And from the heat I’m feeling from your pussy, I bet you’ve been thinking of little else than being fucked by me!”

“True!” I replied clenching him with my legs while trying to will his massive cock out of his jeans with my mind.

“You’ve got three seconds to get that G-string off or out of my way,” he said as he started to put me down giving me just enough time to unhook my ankles and get my feet under me, “or I’m tearing it off you!”

I didn’t waste time; this was one of the few articles I had that offered me any kind of coverage and I couldn’t afford to lose them. Jimmy was already undoing his jeans, revealing his already hard angry monster of a cock! Licking my lips, I started to squat as I pushed my G-string past my knees to take him into my mouth.

“Nope!” He said grabbing my upper arms pulling me back up. “I want that hot pussy of yours!” Jimmy quickly spun me around, somehow managing not to let me fall, then grabbed me in his arms. One hand went to my right breast while the other went between my thighs ankara escort roughly rubbing my wet pussy lips. “That’s a good slut,” he hissed in my ear, “sopping wet and ready for me already!” I could only moan at his touch and words.

His hands guided me into position, pulling me back from the wall a bit, then leaning me forward until I had to put my forearms on the wall to support myself. I was at almost a 90 degree angle as he started guiding his fat cock inside me.

“Ohhhh geeezusss!” I groaned as he entered me.

It didn’t take long before his cock was fully buried inside me. My entire world disappeared, it was his cock and only his cock I cared about. Then he stared fucking me!

“That’s my slut!” He said tightly gripping my hips pulling me into him as he violently thrust into me. “Take it all!”

“Oh, FUCK ME!” I cried out. “FUCK I’m CUMMING!”

He kept relentlessly pounding me like a jackhammer right through my orgasm. I should be used to it by now, but it wasn’t the case, we didn’t stop fucking until Jimmy was done fucking! He was fucking me right out of my heels. My right hand moved to my chest, still bracing myself with my left, I tugged and rolled my nipples until he erupted inside me!

“Ohh Baby! YES!” I screamed. “FUCK YES!”

I could feel him milking his cock into me and knew what was coming next. Pulling out he turned me around to face him, then pushed me to my knees. His cock, which he shoved into my mouth, was slowly softening and covered in our combined wetness. The first time he’d done this it was a shock, now I looked forward to it. My right hand tried to hold back the cum dripping from my pussy as I sucked what was left on his shaft, feeling it running down the corners of my mouth.

“Greedy little slut!” Jimmy teased pulling his shaft out of my mouth. “I left a present for you in the bathroom,” she said moving back to the bed to adjust the clothing he was picking out for that night, “come back naked with your hair done up.”

I nodded and complied. In the bathroom I found an enema kit. I’d never used one before so, as I sat on the toilet, I read the instructions twice. It seemed simple enough, but it was easy to tell that things could get messy. Roughly twenty minutes later I excited the bathroom, naked as requested, with a clean ass and great hair. Jimmy met me at the kitchen table, handing me a black leather corset to put on. Stepping into the corset, I pulled it up, slipping my arms through the straps which were set to the outside of the small cups. Jimmy wasted no time tightening the corset around my torso. With it in place Jimmy handed me a relatively boring pair of socks, which would soon be hidden by the thigh high boots I would have on.

“Those boots look good on you!” He said slowly looking me up and down.

“Thank you.” I replied taking a look at the 5 or more-inch heel boots I was teetering in. “Do I get to put on more?”

“Yeah you do,” He smirked, “but go do your make up first.”

I complied again, putting on my make up a bit heavy with a deep red lip gloss. The corset looked amazing, although my boobs were practically spilling out of them, but at least they were covered unlike most days. Making my way back to the kitchen, I could tell by the look on his face that Jimmy was pleased with my make-up and hair.

“Lay over the kitchen table,” he said with a greedy look in his eyes, “I don’t want to mess up your face!”

Moving to the table, I bent forward at my hips, laying my chest on the table leaving my ass high in the air. I spread my legs slightly, adjusting for the height of the boots, while feeling incredibly vulnerable. Jimmy was doing something behind me, I was hoping he was taking off the shorts he’d been wearing so he could fuck me again.

“Relax and breathe.” He said softly rubbing something through my pussy. “Just like Sabrina taught you the other night.”

Taking a deep breath, I felt a bit of pressure against my asshole. As whatever it was entered my body, felt like a candle like my mom had on her dinner table during holidays, I exhaled slowly while focusing on relaxing. Jimmy stopped, letting it sit in my anal canal like a thin invader. Then something happened.

“What the hell?” I started to move but Jimmy’s hand on my back held me in place. “What the fuck is going on?”

The thing that had been in my ass, for lack of a better word, had just melted. I could feel it oozing down my butt as well as inside me. The feeling of whatever it was oozing out of my ass was kind of horrifying. I had no control over what was going on, I was simply leaking from an area you don’t want to leak from! Jimmy took something, something big, and began rubbing it through whatever was now leaking from my ass.

“It’s a lube concoction slut,” he said softly, “it’s silicone based with a bit of a pain killer and muscle relaxer as well.” He pressed the thin tip of a butt plug against my loosening hole. “It will make this ankara eskort easier,” he said pressing it inside me slowly, “but you’ll need to breathe still.”

Jimmy pushed what felt like a very large buttplug inside me, then let it back out, before pushing it deeper inside.

“JESUS!” I groaned, “How big is that fucking thing?”

“It’s a little large.” Jimmy replied, I could hear the smirk in his voice. “Just keep breathing deep.” He instructed.

“OH God Baby!” I moaned as he fed more of it into me. The bulb was massive! I was so thankful the lube he used had some kind of numbing cream or I’d be screaming. “Soooooo fuckingggg biggggg!”

The bulb finally made its way through my stretched canal, my stretched muscles clamped around the fat invader pulling it into me. The stem, which was still in my anal canal, was fat too. Not to be gross but I felt like I was mid poop! Thankfully, Jimmy told me not to move. He left me there to adjust to the fat invader, returning with a couple wipes to clean up the left over lube. With my butt full and cleaned up, he returned, taking me by one hand to help me stand. It took a bit to adjust, I honestly felt like I had a cock in my ass! Jimmy helped me into a belted black leather mini-skirt that sat low on my hips and still barely covered my ass! I’d have been worried about it but I could barely focus on anything but the plug filling me. He added a semi-sheer white blouse, which he tied around my waist leaving it unbuttoned. Finally, he folded the upper half of each cup inside leaving the upper half of my nipples exposed. The semi-sheer top would do little to hide them from prying eyes, again, the plug had me completely distracted! Jimmy pronounced me ready then led me to the door.

“Ohhhh fuckkkk!” I growled in a low voice as a new challenge had started, walking with a massive plug shifting inside me. “I hope we aren’t going too far,” I said squeezing my legs tightly, “or I’m going to cum!”

“Not far slut,” he replied somewhat reassuringly, “just to the truck then to the bar where Steve’s band is playing.” I shuddered at his words wondering how I could go out with this massive plug in my ass. “Come on,” he coaxed as he pulled me with his hand, “you can do it!”

Making it out to the hallway I could feel my pussy tingle for attention. The stairs didn’t help, as with each step down the plug seemed to push against the inside of my anal canal. It wasn’t like it was going to fall out, but it was like being fucked from the inside! Because of the commercial areas downstairs the stairs to the apartments were longer than usual. I was almost a third of the way down the steps when the door opened from the street and two guys started to come toward us. The first elbowed the other guy then pointed upward. They were both looking up my very short skirt directly at my pussy! I had no way to cover myself, and with the plug consuming my brain and driving my libido, I really didn’t care that they were looking at me.

“Nice skirt!” One of them said as they walked past.

I wanted to respond but was almost sure my response would be little more than a guttural moan. Once outside things got a little easier, although I felt completely exposed as the early night air, as it seemed to touch my pussy, ass and tits the most. Jimmy put a towel on the seat for me to sit on, then helped me into his truck. I let out a yelp as he started it, the engine sending vibrations through the plug directly into my soul! Laughing, Jimmy revved the engine a couple times before pulling out of the parking space. In a matter of seconds my legs were spread as wide as they could go while I furiously rubbed my clit with my right hand while tugging my nipples free of the corset cups with my left. Thankfully the drive was relatively short, but long enough to allow me to orgasm just as we were pulling into the parking lot.

“How long do I get to keep this inside me?” I panted while trying to compose myself.

“Until I decide to take it out,” Jimmy replied casually, “and by the time I decide to take it out, you’re going to beg for me to put something else up there!” I shuddered, plus had an aftershock, at the thought. “Time to go inside.” Jimmy said climbing out of the driver’s seat.

Helping me out of his truck, we walked across the street to the bar. I felt as if a spot light were on me, and that everyone was watching me cross the street! My pussy fluttered as we entered the bar, Steve’s band was already playing and the vibrations of the music were making the plug vibrate inside me even worse than the truck ride! Jimmy pulled up a stool at the bar, directing me to the one next to him. Because of the build of the bar, and my desire to sit somewhat lady-like, I had to sit a bit sideways in order to cross my legs. Jimmy ordered me a drink, which I took a couple long sips of before trying to settle in. A couple guys came up and exchanged pleasantries with Jimmy, two of which too long glances up my short skirt çankaya eskort or let their eyes linger on my chest. The attention, as well as the vibrations assault on the butt plug and my innards, made paying attention to much of anything close to impossible. Halfway through my pretty strong drink someone was taking my left hand.

“Huh?” I said finally snapping out of my trance.

“He’s taking you to the dance floor,” Jimmy said reaching behind me giving my ass a squeeze, “have fun!”

The closer we got to the speakers the words the plug’s vibrations resonated through my body. I wasn’t sure that is was possible to get hornier, but apparently it was. My nameless dance partner was tall, handsome, and dripping with confidence. His hands started out just above my hips, the dance floor was pretty crowded, which gave him excuse to pull me closer. Before the midpoint of the song I was grinding into him while his hands held my ass tight. The song went right into another, which had him turning me around so he could grind his crotch into my ass. His hard cock seemed to push partly against the plug, while his hands held me amazingly tightly. I struggled to make out the words he was saying in my ear as I pushed my ass into him as hard as I could. The words I could make out would have made a normal woman blush or be offended. He wanted to fuck me, it was oddly thrilling to be wanted like that. I doubted I could take him inside me with the plug filling my ass, but there was more than one way to empty a cock! It shocked me how I was thinking, I was considering sucking off a random guy! Then again, I had never felt this horny before! I decided I needed a break before the next song began, leading my dance partner off the floor I returned to a smiling Jimmy.

“You look like you’re having a hot flash,” Jimmy said holding back a laugh, “or are you just hot and bothered?”‘

“I’m beyond hot and bothered!” I replied taking a gulp of my drink. “If I’d let him,” I said taking another gulp, “he’d have fucked me right on the dance floor!”

“Oh I am sure he would have,” Jimmy’s face was full of confidence, as if this was the direction he wanted me to go in and I was following willingly, “but there’s a side door to a nice outdoor area that may be a bit more private. His hand went under my short skirt, pressing right against my pussy as he continued. “Keep in mind,” he leaned in close as he spoke, “no one gets this unless I say they get this!” I could only nod in response.

He’d just claimed ownership of my pussy and I’d gladly accepted! Jimmy pulled his hand from under my skirt, holding it up for me to lick clean. I didn’t give it a second thought, holding his wrist in my hand I slowly licked his fingers not caring who was watching! The guy I’d been dancing with returned asking me if I was ready for more.

“Have fun!” Jimmy said taking his hand from me.

Quickly finishing my drink we returned to the packed dance floor where he went right back to grinding his hard cock into my ass. I pressed my ass into him, grinding up and down on his shaft feeling him react to my actions. Managing to turn around, I pulled myself to him with one hand while quickly pushing my other between us so I could cup and squeeze his hard cock. Staring him straight in the eye I massaged his cock on the dancefloor while he groped my ass with one hand while holding me tight with the other. Finally, I’d had enough. I needed relief! Between feeling his rock hard cock and the speakers reeking havoc on the seemingly growing plug in my ass I was about to explode! Grabbing his arm, then taking his wrist I led him toward the side door. Steve gave me a wink and a smile as I passed where he was playing guitar on the stage. The air outside felt 50 degrees cooler than the air in the bar, making me realize that my thighs were soaked into my boots! My dance partner descended on me like a ravenous shark. One hand went to my pussy, the other to my chest while his mouth engulfed mine. Pinning me against the wall barely a foot from the door I quickly found myself grinding into his thumb and hand which were pressed against my clit.

“You’re so fucking wet!” He grunted as our kiss broke.

I didn’t say a word, instead I pushed his head to my chest, pulling my top open with my other hand. He didn’t get to speak again until after I came as I held his head in place. Managing to slip my free hand between us again I massaged and squeezed his cock through his jeans as I rode his hand to bliss. My orgasm didn’t take long, I was soon groaning as I coated his hand.

“You are one horny bitch!” He exclaimed as I pulled his hand from my crotch to my mouth.

“That’s horny slut,” I said giving his thumb a long lick and suckle, “now undo your jeans so I can return the favor!”

Releasing his hand, I plunged my tongue into his mouth as he fumbled with his belt. Hearing his zipper getting yanked downward I knew he was ready enough. I quickly moved downward, until I was squatting in front of him with my back to the brick wall, taking his throbbing cock in my hands. He wasn’t as big as Jimmy, or even Steve, but he was surely cum filled and I wanted it! With one hand between my legs, working me to another orgasm, I began to lavish his cock with my tongue.

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A Flash too Far

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Barry was red hot! He was nearly every girl’s wet dream. His smoky blue eyes, which crinkled up in the corners when he smiled, were enough to turn any girl on. He was sitting across from me, the candlelight dancing on his rugged features, sipping his Johnny Walker. I watched his tongue through the bottom of his tumbler as he drank, teasing an ice cube into his mouth. Oh I wanted that tongue to be doing something else, besides savoring Black Label. I was on heat!

He had wined and dined me. We had danced a little, albeit it, a bit clumsily. Now I just wanted him to take me home and hump my brains out.

I fidgeted in my seat, as the wetness from between my legs, made its presence known. I hoped it wouldn’t show when I stood up. I looked at my watch again… it was nearly eleven fifteen. We had been sitting there for over three hours now, eating, drinking and casually chattering about the world and all it’s problems. Now I had the problem…I was horny…and I wanted a good seeing to.

“Check please,” he politely requested, from the passing waiter.

‘At last’ I thought. I was beginning to think that we were never going to leave. I suppose I could have said something earlier. Perhaps told him that I was dying to get his pants down… To take him in my mouth, and suck the life out of him! The only problem with that scenario is I might frighten him off. For all his charm and rugged looks, he still came across as being a bit shy and perhaps over sensitive. No! I would let him be in control, and then there would be no danger of me threatening his masculinity. Besides, the way I was dressed tonight, it was only a matter of time.

Imagine my disappointment, when after escorting me to my door, all he did was peck me on the cheek and say goodnight. I suppose, normally I’d feel flattered. He really was a gentleman. So different from the men I usually have to fight off. It’s just a shame that…he was the one I wanted. He was the one that had worked my chemistry, pressed all the right buttons. Oh well…I would have to be content with being flattered.

“See you at the party Wednesday,” he smiled, “I’ll pick you up at about eight.”

And that was it! I think even mother Teresa would have been proud of the way things had gone, on my first date with Barry.

Wednesday took ages to come round. At one point I thought the world had stopped spinning altogether. ‘Surely time doesn’t pass this slow normally’ I thought. But come around it did. In one more hour I would be staring into them big blue come to bed eyes of his. This time things were going to be different…a lot different.

I had taken particular care in my preparations. I had bathed, trimmed my bush, taking particular care to remove all the hair from between my legs. Now only a thin stripe along my pubis remained. My make-up had been applied, my nails manicured, and my long auburn hair brushed until it shone like the colour of burnt copper. I had even had the forethought to apply a small touch of pink rouge around my areola and nipples. Yes things were going to be a lot different tonight.

I sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled up my barely black stockings. I had decided on hold ups, as they would enable me to wear much shorter skirts, than if I wore suspenders. I pulled each one up as high as my legs would allow, stopping just short of my labia. Next, I slipped into my brown leather mini skirt. The leather was soft, almost like chamois, it felt so sensual against my bare skin. I surveyed myself in the mirror it was perfect. The hem stopped just short of my stocking tops, whilst the waist, nestled well down onto my hips. A little black lace, off the shoulders tank top, completed the outfit. I was pleased that I had had the forethought to highlight my nipples; each one was clearly visible through the lacy material.

Slipping on a pair of black high heels, I paraded up and down, observing my reflection in the glass. The sensuous feeling of the tiny chamois skirt, together with the tightness of the elastic hold-ups, not to mention the feeling of not mardin escort wearing panties, was delicious. I was feeling really wicked. ‘If he doesn’t want me tonight, then to hell with him’ I thought. ‘There’s plenty more fish in the sea.’

Right on cue, I heard him tooting his car horn below my window. At least he was punctual, despite him being slow…if you get my drift. As I climbed into the front seat, he smiled warmly and complemented me on my sexy outfit. I thought to myself, ‘If you only knew, just how sexy it really was!’

We arrived at the party about fifteen minutes later. From the amount of noise coming from inside the house, as we rang the doorbell, it sounded as though it was already in full swing.

I felt really nervous, but strangely excited at the same time, mixing with all these different people, whilst all the time I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Lots of people complimented my skirt, and how it showed off my long legs. One guy even suggested that he could see my panties; well we all know that was a lie for a start.

After a few drinks, my nervousness felt a lot better. I was really getting into the swing of the party. I did have one close call though whilst dancing with a guy in the corner of the room. It was a slow romantic number, and he pulled me towards him, and started dancing. That was ok…I didn’t mind, after all it was only dancing. The trouble was, his octopus hands were everywhere. I had a hell of a job, preventing him from lifting up the back of my hem. I think I would have died, if he had. Although later when I reflected upon it, it would have been quite exciting.

After the dance, I found Barry standing in the kitchen, talking to some friends of his. They were all deeply engrossed in an argument about Football! I poured myself a drink, and then opened up the fridge to get myself some ice. Then wouldn’t you know it…the ice cube tray slipped out of my fingers, spilling ice cubes all over the floor. Without even thinking, I suddenly squatted down on my haunches and tried to retrieve as many as I could.

“Here let me give you a hand,” said one of Barry’s friends, squatting down to help me.

“Thanks…I think I must be a bit drunk,” I giggled. I wasn’t…but I had to say something. It was then that I saw him staring between my legs. From his vantage point, he had a clear un-obstructive view…straight up my skirt. My knees were way too far apart to be considered lady-like, and my skirt had ridden well up onto my thighs. It really wasn’t intentional. I had been in such a hurry to try and clean up the ice that I had just squatted down instinctively. Now… my instincts were telling me that, this guy could see all of me.

“Thanks,” I said, feeling slightly embarrassed at giving him a free show.

“My pleasure,” he smiled.

My heart was beating ten to the dozen. This guy must have thought I was a right dirty bitch. Agreed I was feeling horny, but it was Barry’s eyes I wanted caressing my pussy. I hadn’t intended anyone else having a peek as well. Mind you it felt quite thrilling to know that I had displayed myself, albeit by accident.

Taking my drink, and trying to avoid the strangers eyes, I made my way across the kitchen and sat down on a bar stool by the breakfast counter. I felt my hands trembling as I tried to hold my drink steady. The unexpected ‘flash’ I had given the man had sent my adrenalin levels soaring. I was on a natural high! I tried to focus my attention on Barry, who was still deep in conversation with his friends.

I positioned myself so that I was sitting directly opposite him. He looked across at me, and then smiled with these eyes of his. I felt myself go all ‘goose bumpy’ and the wetness between my legs increased. Judging the moment right, I waited until he looked across at me again, and then uncrossed my legs. I kept them uncrossed, and parted my knees a little. Not too much to begin with, just enough to get his interest and hold his attention.

It worked. His eyes were riveted to the small gap between my knees. nevşehir escort The hem of my skirt was sitting high on my thighs, revealing just a glimpse of stocking top. I slowly slid of the barstool, ensuring that I was careless enough to give him a thorough look at what was on offer. His face was a picture. I hadn’t seen anyone’s jaw drop so quickly. Smiling I made my way into the lounge, and flopped down onto the sofa, and waited. I felt certain that he would be following in a second or two.

I sat there for hours, sandwiched between two guys that kept insisting that I have another drink. I couldn’t imagine what was keeping Barry so long. Still the two guys were quite good looking, and they seemed pleasant enough company. Whether it was the drink, or the fact that I’d had way too many, I don’t know, but the room seemed to be emptying slowly. Looking around there only seemed to be about five or six people left. Then a thought suddenly dawned on me…I was the only girl left at the party.

I had a strange buzzing noise in my ears. This was always a sure sign that I had had too much to drink. My inhibitions just seemed to fly out of the window, because I started smooching with the two guys sitting next to me. As I turned my head and kissed one guy, the other would put his hand up under my tank top and caress my now swollen nipples, each taking turns. I was beginning to get really turned on; all thoughts of Barry now completely out of my mind.

Reaching down, I placed a hand on each of the guy’s groins, and started massaging their cocks, rubbing each in turn until I felt them grow hard beneath my hands. The two guys in turn, placed a hand on each of my knees and slowly started to stroke my legs. As their hands crept higher, almost to the top of my stockings, I suddenly remembered that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I started to panic a little, particularly when I saw Barry and one of his friends watching me.

Before I could do anything, Barry was on his knees in front of me holding my legs and slowly pulling my knees apart. As he did so, my tiny skirt rode higher and higher up my legs, until my exposed pussy was fully on display. I felt really brazen just sitting there, not making any attempt whatsoever to cover myself up. The two guys sitting next to me took their cue, and each placed a hand between my opened legs. I was so nervous that I visibly trembled. My body began shaking uncontrollably, as the adrenalin coursed through my veins.

Unzipping their fly’s, my two sofa buddies removed their cocks from confinement, and placed each of my hands upon them. This was definitely a first for me, I had never held a mans cock in public before, and yet here I was with one in each hand. My fingers curled around the twin shafts, feeling them throb and jump slightly, as I gently squeezed each of them in turn. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on, at the thought of having sex with two guys at the same time.

Barry was still holding my legs apart, whilst staring at my quim, which was now pouring out juice like a leaky tap! The two hands now wet and sticky from my emissions pulled my pussy lips open and held them widely apart, threatening to tear them off my body. Barry smiled, and then lowered his head between my legs grinding his face, and licking at my engorged clit like a pig at a trough. I gave out a little moan of pleasure, as I felt his probing tongue enter the rim of my entrance. Small tingles of electricity ran up my body as he nibbled at my clitoris.

At the same time, I felt a soft pair of lips fasten themselves around my nipple, and begin sucking softly. The pleasurable sensation was like nothing that I had ever experienced before. My hands busily wanked the two guys sitting next to me, as Barry’s head bobbed up and down between my outstretched legs. I was hot; I was ready to be fucked…and by this time…I didn’t care by whom!

I was almost at climax, when Barry lifted his head and stood up in front of me and dropped his trousers around his ankles. His rigid cock…the niğde escort one that I longed to see was now only inches away from my face. Taking hold of my hair, he gently pulled my waiting mouth towards his member. As my eager lips encircled the shaft, I flinched slightly, surprised by how hot it seemed. I sucked at it greedily, closing my eyes in ecstasy, licking the pre-come from it’s throbbing end.

Barry’s two friends were both frigging away between my legs. My clit, now over-sensitised, began to send out signals, which emanated from deep within my being. I braced myself for the climax that was about to come. Then it hit me. My body convulsed as every nerve ending came alive, sending out its message. I tried to close my legs, but Barry’s body was in the way. There was just no escape from the pair of hands that frigged away at my poor sensitive love button. One orgasm ran into another as the onslaught to my privates continued.

Barry, now sensing the time was right, withdrew his dick from my hungry lips, and lay down on the rug in front of me. His mighty cock, pointing proudly towards the ceiling; like a sentry on point duty. My two sofa buddies, arose from their seats, and cradling me between them, carried me over towards Barry and sat me down onto his dick. I was so wet that the impalement was both easy and rapid. I moaned as I felt him fill me. My clit, now nearly rubbed raw, ground into his pubic hair sending ripples of pleasure along my spine.

I sat motionless for several minutes, before I started to ride him. The thrill as I felt myself sliding along his shaft, was pure heaven on earth. He reached up and fondled my breasts, tweaking the hard nipples between his thumbs and fore fingers. I was in the throes of pure pleasure, riding my cock- horse, when I felt a pair of hands lifting my chin. Raising my head, I felt something hard force its way between my lips as I took someone’s dick into my mouth.

This was something that I had only fantasized about…now it was really happening. I was so far gone by this time that I just didn’t care anymore. I was getting what I asked for, in more ways than one! Getting fucked at both ends. My skirt was up around my waist somewhere, my top…well I don’t know what happened to my top. I can’t even remember taking it off, but never the less…it was gone. Not as though it really mattered, I was so busy enjoying myself.

So there I was, on all fours, straddling the cock of my dreams, and sucking off this stranger at the same time. Just when I thought things couldn’t have gotten any better, I felt another pair of hands between my raised buttocks. I had completely forgotten about the third guy. Obviously he hadn’t forgotten about me! As I rode, and sucked myself into yet another orgasm, I felt him trying to push his cock into my ass. Oh God! I hadn’t expected that.

I was too far into my orgasm to give it much thought. Before I really knew what had happened, he was screwing me up to the hilt. The feeling was incredible! No pain, well not as much as one would imagine. Rather a feeling of every nerve in my body being stimulated at once. The rush was fantastic. To say that I felt like a whore, like some sort of porn star, would be an understatement. It was this feeling of the forbidden that only made the situation that much more exciting.

My orgasm’s just rolled on and on…one into the other with no way to tell when one started and the other ended. I never wanted this feeling to end, but end it did, as each guy in turn ejaculated onto my semi naked body. The only exception was the guy that I was sucking off. He held my head tightly by the hair, giving me no room for manoeuvre, as he came in my mouth. This was another first for me. The hot salty come was a bit difficult to swallow at first, there just seemed to be so much of it to swallow in one go. This resulted in lots of it seeping out of the corners of my mouth, and dribbling down my chin.

I never learnt the names of the two guys, or saw Barry again after that night. Perhaps he never really was all that interested in me to begin with, that is something I will never know. I sometimes feel a little ashamed of what happened that night…but between you and me…only a little. I have never had a chance to repeat the experience, but there’s always hope…maybe someday!

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