Lust and horny

a mistake sends us to the wrong place

Macy smiled slyly. I knew what she would say.
“How many this time?” I asked smiling.
“Two studs.” Macy said in a playful manner, blushing.
It was fantastic! Macy is a real slut, she’s great both at fucking and blowjob, and the best thing about her is that she’s always ready for a hook-up. I’m her boyfriend but it’s no problem for her to spend time with other guys. Besides, she knows I love it when others screw her.
So that time Macy had a threesome with two strangers and then came up to me to tell me everything in detail. She shared a room with her friend Julie. There were two guys from college that wanted to hang out with them. So the guys brought some wine, made sure the girls were tipsy and compliant. It’d never been an issue for Macy to sleep with a guy. You could fuck her anywhere you wanted to – let it be a bench in a park, a car, a porch of your parent’s house, all that mattered was a hard stem to impale her insatiable pussy on. It was just fantastic when she had more than one to play with… just like that time.
Well, the guys weren’t expecting to have a threesome with Macy. They thought one could take my girlfriend, and the other go and fuck Julie but Julie didn’t wanna have sex with a stranger. Macy didn’t mind having some fun. While Julie was quarreling with that other guy, Macy got on her knees, took off the guy’s pants, and took his dick in her hands. She was caressing it for a couple of moments and soon got it in her petite mouth. The other guy was staring at them enviously, feeling damn sorry he didn’t choose Macy. He didn’t know she was spunky enough to please both of them, at once. On seeing Julie didn’t feel like having sex, Macy called the second guy to come closer and started giving him head. She was sucking the dickhead rhythmically, though not really deep throat. It was so unexpected but the guys liked it. Macy doesn’t usually care whose dick to suck, so it was ok with her too. Hard cocks found themselves in her hot insatiable mouth one after another, in turn.
Soon the guys were ready to use all other Macy’s holes. One of them poked his cock at her sweet round ass. She stuck it out alluringly, while still sucking a dick. The guys raised her skirt and pulled off her thong. As soon as she was bare-ass, the guys could finally go on with the fun. Well, as to Macy, she knows she can have sex even if her panties are on. She can pull the thong to aside and get a hard pecker in her hot cave. That’s why she always wears thong.
So Macy swayed her hips invitingly and the guy entered her pussy. He was kind of dripping his cock in her gushing slit at first, then he sped up, trying to keep up with the tempo of his friend fucking Macy’s mouth. It was a real wild ride! So Macy liked her new friends, she liked their hard dicks in particular. Macy wished she remembered their names… all she really knew she really wanted to fuck. She stopped giving head, and asked the guys to change places.
Macy impaled her slit on the new cock, and then stuck the other one in her mouth. Both got in her holes really smoothly. They went on pumping Macy’s holes till the one screwing her mouth started cumming deep in her throat with Macy swallowing his hot gooey semen. When he was drained she sucked the cock off a bit longer and then focused all her attention on her own sensations and on the penis ramming her vagina.
“Cum on my ass,” Macy smiled. Her lips were shining with sperm.
The guy took his cock out of her hole and started erupting cumloads on her back and firm buttocks. There was a lot of cum, she scooped some and drank it. She liked the taste.
When telling me the story, Macy asked me if I could write a story about it and post it at some site to show what a naughty and kinky slut my girlfriend was. She said maybe there would be a guy who would like to hook up with her…
Macy’s always ready to share her new adventures with me. She’s in never-ending search of new dicks to get in her insatiable hot cunt. I often hear her say something like: ‘Remember Nick, you friend’s friend? Well, I fucked him!’
Macy has already had sex with all guys from her college, neighborhood and with all her friends and her friends’ friends. She could never get enough. Once we were in the train going to see Macy’s aunt. Macy was wearing a sexy tee that was see thru and I could definitely see her hard nips. She was wearing white pants that fitted her sexy butt like a glove, making her look really hot. First Macy wasn’t doing anything obscene. Then I saw her look round in a playful manner searching for a new cock, apparently. I realized she wanted to have another sex adventure. This idea made me break out into a sweat.
She walked back and forth between the aisles a couple of time and then said she liked a guy who was sitting several rows away from us. I looked at him. He was rather handsome. He was muscular. When he went out to get himself some water she followed him, I saw them talk. As Macy told me later, they weren’t talking about anything in particular. But when he said the water tasted nice she whispered that sperm tasted much better. She stretched her hand out and touched his penis through the pants. She started patting it. Before he could say anything, she took him by the hand and led him to the WC.
There wasn’t enough room in the cabin. The guy was standing, Macy squatted down and pulled off his pants to catch his cock with her lips. The penis was of average size with a big but flat dickhead. Macy was using her right hand to help, she was sucking the cock off. She’s always so damn good at sucking! But Macy doesn’t consider blowjob to be enough. She has to get her pussy hardly banged to say she’s satisfied. When the cock was hard enough she let it go, stood up, turned round and pulled off her pants and sexy white thong to give the guy full access to her gorgeous body. In a moment, the guy was screwing her pussy in a really fast tempo.
Just some 10 minutes ago he couldn’t even imagine he would be fucking a pretty girl in the restroom just like that. He surely realized how lucky he was. The guy was ramming Macy’s hole energetically and almost silently. But for her lusty moaning that immediately disappeared in the train’s noise one could think the room was empty. It took them less than 10 minutes to have sex in the train and they didn’t even know each other’s name! All they actually did was take off their pants and get really close to one another in the room. Macy let him use her leaking pussy. He definitely liked her hole as he took out his dick and started cumming on the girl’s butt. Macy smiled smugly and got some of his juice to taste. The guy went out of the room and got back to his seat as if nothing special had just happened or it was an ordinary thing for him to fuck strangers in trains.
I also remember my friend’s birthday well. I was having a blast that night! There were a lot of guys there, by the moment we arrived they were all pretty drunk and really having a lot of fun. Macy didn’t know anybody there, so it meant there were a lot of new cocks she could go and try. I saw guys stare at her. She was wearing a very skimpy skirt that let everyone see her slender legs… Macy radiated lust and desire to have her hole filled with some hard member. I decided not to interfere with her fun. So I went to another room, got beer and tried to enjoy myself too. Soon I lost her. I checked every room in the house but didn’t find her. I went out of the house because I knew there were people hanging out outside too. Here she was… leaning against the wall, arching her back, impaling her vagina on a guy’s cock. The guy was squeezing her buttocks, his cock was moving really fast, the frictions were really hard. Macy’s denim skirt was raised up to her waist, her thong was pulled aside… There were two more guys standing nearby, waiting for their turn to fuck the girl.
I did feel I could spend my life watching her please other guys. I really liked what I saw. I was watching them from a nook so they couldn’t see me. The guy sighed and made two more deep frictions, cumming. As soon as he got his penis out of her slit, another guy took his place to screw it. Macy didn’t even seem to notice she had another partner now, she was still arching her back and moaning. The third guy was shifting from side to side impatiently. Meanwhile, the first guy got his now-flaccid dick back in his jeans and got back to the house to go on partying.
The second guy came soon, letting his friend take his place. I thought it was enough of the show for me, so I got back in the house. I saw Macy in several minutes. She was red-faced, her eyes were shining lustfully, she was smiling and looking really luscious. She was center of attention.
She got out of sight again. This time it took me less time to find her. I peeked in one of the rooms and saw her taking part in a threesome with two strangers. One of them was lying on the couch with his pants pulled down to his ankles, Macy was riding his dick, her ass was moving up and down along his stem. The other partner was standing by her side, holding her by the head and fucking her mouth. Macy was sucking his shaft zealously. My coming didn’t embarrass them, they went of ramming her, apparently thinking I was just another one in the row to get that slut. As far as I understood they didn’t know Macy and I knew each other. Macy told me later: “Those two were attracted to me, and I didn’t mind having sex with them.” So they were also having a blast.
“Guess they knew about my sex with those three studs outside. So they wanted something more than just a blowjob. And you showed up soon after they entered my mouth and pussy,” Macy explained later.
Anyways, I thought it was high time I had some fun with my girl. I came up to her back and pressed my dick against her anus. It didn’t take me much effort to enter her asshole. Through a thin wall I felt another dick fuck her. Macy loved double penetration! She looked at me alluringly as if saying ‘watch these guys fuck me. I love it, don’t you?’
The door opened and I saw some more men come in. They grinned at us and unzipped their pants. They were jerking off their cocks, making them ready. Macy couldn’t wait to taste more cocks. As soon as she had drunk all of the cum, she found herself surrounded by a number of hardons that were ready to try all of her holes. All of the dicks were of different length and shape. She smiled and licked her lips invitingly

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You should probably read the first two parts to understand what’s happening so far, but as a reminder, I had just finished having sex with my girlfriend, Kelly, in the shower, and with Brooke, her extremely hot friend. Now with Kelly’s parent’s home, they have to sneak me out.

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Cheryl worked in an office as a purchasing agent, and there was a large group of office workers that liked to get together after work for drinks, or sometimes dinner. One Friday night, the whole group was going to go to a local club right after work.
Unfortunately, Cheryl ended up being the last person in the office. But since her computer at home was down for repairs, she decided to use her computer at work to go online and order herself a new vibrator. No one would know, and she would only be a minute or two, she thought.
Cheryl found a sex superstore online and began browsing through the vibrators. There were small slender ones to fit into a purse, and smooth silver ones that looked like a large bullet. Cheryl continued looking, but when she arrived at the vibrators that were crafted to look like a real cock, she smiled and started to examine them carefully. She noticed that some would vibrate and others would twirl and rotate.
While trying to imagine what the different realistic looking vibrators might feel like, Cheryl could sense herself getting a little horny. After all, she hadn’t had sex in a long time. She had broken up with her boyfriend about 6 months ago and hadn’t started dating anyone new yet.
Knowing that she was the only one in the office, and everyone else was at the club, Cheryl decided to make herself cum before she met up with the others. Cheryl quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slid her hand up under her lavender sheer lace bra. She began to squeeze her nipples, and they became firm immediately. She then made small circles with her fingertips around each areola. Cheryl’s pussy was already a little moist from looking at all the vibrators and sex toys, but as soon as she started massaging her plump breasts, she really started getting wet and horny.
Taking a quick look around, Cheryl then stepped out of her skirt and sat down, putting her feet up on her desk. Careful not to create a run, Cheryl gently pulled up each black stocking, thus relieving the tension on the garter belt they were attached to. She then looked down on the rest of her lingerie set, admiring it.
Cheryl slipped her hand beneath her lavender sheer lace panties and began to rub her clit. Since her pussy was already very wet, she slid her fingers down between her swollen lips and into her wet pussy. Cheryl then pulled the wetness up and rubbed it around her protruding clit. She had her eyes closed and was envisioning a gorgeous guy, with a nice big cock, rubbing the head of his cock around her clit and teasing her with it.
All of a sudden, Cheryl heard a man’s voice say “Can I help you with that?” Completely mortified, she jumped up from her desk and there stood Rob, a guy from her office that she always thought was pretty cute.
“Oh my God, I’m so embarrassed,” Cheryl said.
Advancing slowly toward her, Rob replied, “Please don’t be, you looked so hot playing with yourself. I’ve got such a hard on, you wouldn’t believe it.”
Rob then came around Cheryl’s desk and started kissing her. She was shocked, but too horny to refuse. He slowly pressed his hand down to Cheryl’s orange pubic hair, and slid his middle finger into her hot, wet pussy. While he continued to kiss her, Rob’s finger rotated and pressed her G-spot, deep within her quivering love tunnel. Cheryl moaned as she had the first vaginal orgasm.
Standing up, Rob then pulled off Cheryl’s blouse and bra, picked her up, and laid her out on the desk. Rob bent down to lick and suck Cheryl’s pussy with wild abandon. Within minutes, Cheryl was cumming in what seemed like the longest orgasm she had ever had.
Rob had pulled his cock out of his pants while he was licking Cheryl’s clit. She could see that it was nice and big. She thought to herself, “I don’t think it can get any harder; it’s simply bulging to the max.”
Cheryl reached down and pulled his pants off, throwing them aside, and immediately took Rob’s big cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, and then engulfed his swollen dick all the way down the shaft, as far as she could get. He moaned with pleasure and ran his fingers through her flame red hair, as she worshipped his throbbing cock. After only a short time, Rob said, “I can’t wait any longer, I have to be inside you, now!”
Cheryl got back on the desk and Rob pulled her to the edge and held her legs up as he slowly entered her. Cheryl’s pussy was having involuntary spasms and grabbing hold of his cock. From the look on his face, Cheryl thought he might lose it before he even got all the way inside her.
Then Rob began to slide slowly in and out, and making a circling motion, that really stimulated Cheryl’s clit. She was squeezing her nipples and watching him pump her. Then Cheryl reached down and started stroking her own clit. Rob then said, “Yeah, I like to see that.”
Rubbing her clit, and having his cock inside her, made Cheryl’s pussy contract like crazy. Even though she wanted it to last longer, she couldn’t hold off anymore. Cheryl twitched and convulsed as a massive vaginal and clitoral orgasm rippled through her body, and she soaked his swollen cock with her warm love juice.
Cheryl’s orgasm pushed Rob over the edge. He pulled his cock out and began stroking it, using Cheryl’s creamy cum as lubrication. Soon he was shooting a huge amount of his hot cum all over Cheryl’s stomach. Afterwards, he dipped his still hard cock back into her still pulsing pussy, for a few mini strokes.
“We should probably get dressed and get going,” Rob said. “I sure am glad that I was the one picked to come over and see what was taking you so long,” he said.
“Yeah, me too” Cheryl replied with a smile.
They got dressed and went to the club.
Cheryl and Rob ended up having several repeat performances in Cheryl’s office, whenever they got the chance. But because office romances were frowned upon, from then on, they had to sneak around and be very careful.

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The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window. Only one candle, Thank God, she’s gone, she thought as she stood quietly waiting for his invitation.
Minutes passed and still she stood, patiently waiting. He knew of her presence, was merely drawing out her anticipation. The temperature continued to drop, raising tiny goose bumps on her body. Without glancing away from the window with the pinpoint of orange light, she allowed her thoughts to run free. She wondered if He would care for the scrapes on her bottom, acquired when she hurriedly swung her body over the short stone wall that surrounded His property. Most men would not notice such a small injury, but He would. He noticed everything, especially if it was something that displeased Him. Would it displease Him that she’d marred her porcelain skin? She had no idea. It was becoming increasingly difficult to gauge His moods, decipher His thoughts.
After what seemed an interminably long time, that single candle became three pulses of fire. Looking over each shoulder, she prayed no one would be about on this normally deserted street. Completely unclothed, she cautiously made her way across the road to the relative seclusion of His fenced in yard. As she passed the large front door, she once again felt a secret smile on her lips. No, she wasn’t allowed to ring THAT door bell, but she knew more of Him than all those that did enter through that route. Reaching her destination she lightly knocked at the smaller back door. How appropriate that she enter through the servant’s quarters. Though not immediately, it was not long before He swung the door open and pointed to the floor at His feet.
With unconscious grace, she stepped over the threshold and knelt beside His long legs, head bowed; the secret smile now tremulous with anxiety. Fully clothed, He turned and walked away. Breathing heavily, she did not move a muscle, knowing He would return eventually. The silence could only mean one thing: the bitch had angered Him again. Sighing softly so as not to be heard, she wondered briefly what her life would have been like if her mother had not been such a cold-hearted bitch. She heard the TV in the den come on and settled back onto her heels. So that is how it is to be this night. Mother must be out for the weekend.
Once again, allowing her thoughts free reign. She thought back to the night, so many years ago, when she was but 16. She’d heard the normal argument begin in her mother’s room. She cringed inwardly at the derogatory tone her mother always used when arguing with her new step-father. Still young and filled with so many romantic dreams, she could not understand why her step-father had married someone who so obviously hated him. She knew the arguments were about sex; she was old enough to understand that, but other meanings eluded her. Words like depraved and perversions fell from her mother’s lips at top volume, but they may as well have fallen on deaf ears, for she had no idea what they meant…before that night. As so often happened, she heard her mother’s car tear out of the garage next to their home.
Gingerly placing one bare foot on the cold wooden floor, she’d slowly gotten out of bed. As was her habit, she would sneak down the hall to their room and listen at the door. Too often, she heard nothing, but on rare occasions, she would overhear Him calling her mother all forms of vile names, ranting and raging at the absent shrew he’d married. Crushingly shy and too afraid to defy her mother openly, she gained some small thrill from hearing her thoughts of her mother voiced aloud in that rough, masculine baritone. As she stood there in the long hallway, ear as close to the door as she dared, she was completely unnerved when said door swung viciously inward, leaving her facing her obviously furious step-father. Mouth hanging open, she stared openly at His taut body. Every muscle screamed fury. From the open stance of His bare feet and long legs, to the straining of His biceps, it was obvious He wanted to hurt someone. Fear…cold, clawing fear rose in her throat. Her eyes flew to His only to have the small puff of remaining air punched from her lungs.
Bleak, black pools of bottomless wrath had taken the place of normally soft golden eyes. As each stood staring at the other, one in fear and one in surprise, the atmosphere in the frigid house changed. Something electric passed over her chilled skin. He stepped closer, invading her personal space, and waited to see her reaction. A sharp intake of breath and dilation of her pupils fueled His sexual frustration. Reaching forward, He closed his larger hand firmly over her small one and pulled her deliberately down the hall toward her own room.
Startled back to the present by the sudden absence of background noise, she rose back up on her knees and waited to see where this night would lead. She no longer feared Him. He had shown her time and again, that He would not truly hurt her. No, she no longer feared Him, but she would not underestimate Him either. He was capable of cruelty if He thought she’d spurned Him in the slightest way. Though He was the Master and she the slave, He needed so much more from her than she did from Him. Hearing His footsteps approach, she tensed, anxiety seeping into her bones. “Follow me, sarah.” She rose to her feet, immediately fearing that He wished her to crawl, but when no rebuke was uttered she strode forward upright. Following slowly behind Him, she took the time to admire his beautiful body. Time had treated Him well. Now 22, she had been His for 6 years and in all that time He never seemed to change. Maybe a little more silver at His temples, a few more wrinkles near His eyes, but those were minor things that only added to His appeal.
Her spirits lifted when He stopped in front of the library. Not so angry then, she thought. She waited as he turned on the stereo, soft classical music wafting up from the speakers hidden around the large room. Still she waited as he pulled things from a large picnic basket she had not noticed earlier. Fruit, wine, cheese, and glasses were placed neatly around the large fur rug in front of the fireplace in which an already raging fire burned. So He wants romance tonight, does he? Standing slowly He turned to look at her, speaking at length. “sarah, did you not think I would know? Did you truly think I wouldn’t find out?” Ah God, the fear again rises up to nearly smother her. Wracking her befuddled brain, she is unable to comprehend His words.
“Master, I have done nothing that would displease you. I..” His raised hand stops her defensive words immediately. He is beside her in a few long strides. Grabbing her right arm in a grip that is firm but not painful, his gaze travels down to her buttock. Eyes narrowed, He raises his gaze to hers and lifts His brows sarcastically. “Master,” she begins softly, “I knew you would notice the injury, but I did not do this on purpose. It was an accident. I merely scraped the flesh as I crossed the wall.”
“So it was not your haste to get here and whore yourself for me that caused my property to be damaged?” He counters cruelly. Suddenly, without warning and with lightening speed, He brutally shoves two long fingers into her waiting cunt. Fiery, all-consuming lust streaks upward from her leaking hole and weakens her to the point of falling. “The slickness of you and you’re immediate readying for my intrusion tell me that you’re a bitch in heat, lusting for a hound.” Mind reeling, she asks herself why does my body react to Him this way? Her inner voice offers no answer, or is ignored for the overwhelming desire that shatters through her. Removing His fingers from her as quickly as He had entered, He jerks her unclad body roughly against His clothed one. Staring into His eyes, she knows immediately that tonight she will suffer. The small part of her that her grown cautiously confident over the years straightens her spine and pushes her to ask, “Shall You at least inform me of my infraction; for I know You would not be so angry over a mere scratch.”
If possible, His eyes darken to a deeper black. Her near-defiance has aroused Him, but to what end, she can’t guess. Caressing the skin of her bare back, He watches her eyes as she struggled to stave off the arousal His every touch caused within her. Softly, He begins to speak, His breath fanning lightly across the sensitive skin of her jaw line and collarbone. “You are no longer afraid of me then? You would question my righteousness in punishing you?” He lowers his mouth to suckle at her throat, and then raises it to gaze into her clouding eyes. Still whispering, “Hmm? Sarah, have you no answers now?”
Struggling to comprehend his words, she tries desperately to pull her body back from this place where intellect was nothing and sensation was all. His every stroke, every taste, every word promises ecstasies unknown and evokes memories of blissful surrenders already experienced. This is what you came for they tease. Just let go and taste of things forbidden. No one will blame you; no one will know how this excites you. And so she gives up the ghost and falls headlong into that dark void where one needs nothing but their five senses to navigate through the maze of depravity. He knows the moment she surrenders, sees the struggle within her cease, and knows she is still His. At the thought of her young beau, He grows angry once more. Inside His head, the images of her tight, tiny body fueling the lust of this boy torture Him. Imagination was the enemy in this case, leading His mind down roads that were better left not taken. Unwilling to give her a chance to gather her wits, He continues to taste and touch. He runs His tongue across each tiny, erect nipple, causing her to shudder in His hands. His large hands easily mold her ass cheeks, kneading and separating them. Lifting her to stand on tiptoes, He slides one hand between her legs and brushes her clit, pleased with the fluids dripping from her cunt.
As she arches to meet each brush of His mouth and fingers, He growls, “Is this how Mark touches you? Can he make you ache for his cock the way I can? “ His touch becomes rougher, more demanding. His teeth tug on her already aching nipples. He lifts His head to once again look into her eyes knowing that in her current state she is unable to formulate the thoughts necessary to lie. “Tell me sarah, can Mark drive you to such wanton surrender? Does he touch you in ways that bring out the slut hidden deep under that icy exterior?” When no answer eases His tortured mind, He abruptly turns away from her, unconcerned that she sways on her feet, barely able to stand.
Fighting for calm, and some semblance of control, sarah inhales deeply, trying to steady her charged nerve endings. Eyes that are heavy lidded and still clouded with desire follow His every step. When He turns back to her, she gasps at the pain she sees there. With a sinking heart she realizes that tonight will be both wondrous and terrible; for He is never physically abusive in His cruelty, but her heart usually lies bleeding and broken when He takes these moods out on her. As He points to a spot just outside the perimeter of the cozy setting He’d created only minutes before, sarah steps forward and kneels on the indicated destination. “Assume the position, sarah. You know the drill.” Settling her buttocks back on her heels, sarah spreads her knees as far apart as possible; she brings her wrists together at the small of her back, pushing her breasts forward and stretching her labia apart. He makes quick work of the cuffs that will bind her wrists together and tether her to a tiny eye bolt in the floor, holding her virtually motionless. A wide leather collar is placed around sarah’s thin graceful neck; a short leash will be attached to the same eye bolt, the length such to keep her posture slightly arched, breasts thrust invitingly forward. She wondered if he would use the spreader bar tonight. A cold metal bar specially made by some sadist somewhere and designed with the express purpose of keeping the legs spread maniacally far apart. Sarah knew that He didn’t care for the bar; it impeded his view of her openings, but on nights when he was feeling especially cruel, he would leave it in place for hours. She watches as He comes to stand directly in front of her, squatting before her so their eyes are level.
“Tonight sarah, I intend to show you the kind of man Mark really is. You WILL watch, and you WILL NOT make a sound. “ He reaches forward to lightly stroke the inner lips of her open cunt, spreading the wetness quickly gathering there. Just as her head begins to fall back on her neck and her eyelids slide slowly closed, she hears a soft knock on the library door. Jerking forward, straining the delicate bond that holds her still, she opens her mouth in a silent question. He rises to tower over her small form, stopping briefly to lift her face, stare into her eyes, and wink maliciously. Turning, He quickly strides to the closed door and opens it. From across the large room, sarah stares in disbelief as first one man, then three more, enters the room. Each one glances only briefly in sarah’s direction. Handshakes are shared, drinks are poured, and conversations are carried on in low hushed tones.
With tiny tremors wracking her frame, sarah frantically tries to assess the situation. Never before has He alerted anyone to their relationship. Oh, her mother knew, sarah thought, but would deny it if ever confronted about that knowledge. Sarah did not believe that He cared whether or not her mother knew, and for herself, sarah secretly drew enormous satisfaction from being able to satiate His needs where the bitch could not, or would not. This, though, this was different. There…in the same room with her nakedness…was Mr. Lowell the banker, Mr. Bryant the grocer, Todd the gas station attendant, and Mr. Masters the mayor. She shook her head slowly. These men were powerful men, the type of men who could make her stepfather’s life miserable if they wanted to (Todd, though a lowly attendant, was the son of the richest man in the town). As she watches closely, she realizes the only tension in the room is emanating from her own tight muscles.
“Gentlemen, I’m sure you all know my stepdaughter sarah,” He announces as He again moves in her direction. Coming to stand behind her, He once again drops to a squatting position, fitting Himself to her back and dropping His hands over her shoulders. “What you may not know is this…sarah is an insatiable little slut who has been satisfying my EVERY sexual need since she was sixteen years old. She is overly sensitive to all things sexual, and can be coaxed into doing anything. I have even brought her to orgasm without ever having laid a finger on her.” As He is announcing her depravity to an apparently captivated audience, He begins lightly circling her erect nipples, barely brushing them with calloused fingertips. Her body reacts as it always does, with a fierce onslaught of arousal. Arching into His hands without thought or shame, her body shows none of the hesitation and doubt that are now waging war with her earlier surrender. His hands continuing their merciless teasing, He begins to whisper softly in her ear, “Open your eyes, sarah. See the effect that your hunger is having on our guests. See how they want to feed you…satisfy you…USE you. Do you see the bulges in the front of every last trouser leg? That is for you, slut. Now that you have made them want you, will you deny them their pleasures? Will you deny them YOURS? THIS is what you were made for sarah, to be a fucktoy for anyone who has the desire to take you. Open your legs for them, slave. Let them see that you are making yourself ready for them all.” His hypnotic whispers slowly quiet the raging voices in her mind, taking her to that place again…that place where pleasures unnamed await her. She moans her capitulation and opens herself to them all.
Dropping His hands to the insides of her thighs, He opens her further. Feeling the cool breeze on her moist lips, sarah groans her surrender for all to hear. He stands suddenly, leaving her twisting in her bonds, desperate for his mind-numbing touch. “Come gentlemen. Entertain yourself with her for now. The main attraction should be here momentarily. I will ask for complete silence, as the star will be unaware of an audience during the first part of the show.” As if on cue, there is another knock on the library door.
Sarah’s view of the door is suddenly blocked by the four guests. As her eyes are drawn to them, she wonders briefly when they’d shed their clothing. The thought is fleeting though, as they advance on her nude body; eyes filled with lust, loins surging with need. The tremors wracking her body are no longer small and no longer born of fear. The unconcealed arousal of her male counterparts has set off something deep inside her own body; something that will not be denied or suppressed. The first cool hand touches her overheated skin and she is lost. Her eyes drift slowly closed, her head falls back on her shoulders, long hair trailing the floor, and a tiny gush of fluid leaks from her cunt. Why should I resist taking my own pleasure as they take theirs? As the moans reverberate in her mind, sarah has no need to concentrate on keeping silent. He has trained her well; no sound will leave her lips until He asks for it. Her thoughts immobilized, her brain can now concentrate on every sensation bombarding her. The gentle tug on erect nipples; the moist trail left by a tongue sipping softly from her lips; the hot breath that signals a close visual inspection of her hungry vagina; and the frantic massage of her round bottom. Oh that one is quite anxious to use us. The inner slut has arrived to the party, and the ice queen and the dutiful step-daughter can exit stage left.
Sarah’s eyes open to stare directly into the face of the mayor. As her lips slowly spread into a feline smile, he seems momentarily taken aback by her boldness. However, it takes only a second for him to adjust before he returns her smile and begins ravaging her mouth. Sarah is the one who slants her mouth beneath his, and it is sarah’s tongue that lunges first, eagerly tasting of his desire. She yields to the hands on her buttocks and those on her thighs as they quest to raise her fully to her knees. The tether at her neck is unnecessary as she thrusts her breasts forward toward seeking lips and drops her head even further toward the floor. Awash in raging sensation, sarah silently revels in the orgasm that always accompanies her complete surrender.
From the center of the room, He watches, his eyes taking in every detail of her wanton behavior. Her body is bent nearly in half as she grinds her leaking cunt into the gas attendant’s face. Her breasts are tight and heaving as the banker and the grocer drink their fill of them. And her lips, dear God those full, luscious lips, wrapped tightly around the mayor’s rigid member as he slowly fucks her delicate throat. The sight of her unrestrained participation in the depravity should repulse Him. After all, if He were honest with Himself, He would concede that it was jealousy and his own insecurity that brought them here tonight. In direct contrast to what should be, the sight only serves to increase the arousal surging through His body. As his eyes drop to the face currently buried in his own groin, and His cockhead trails across the tongue of its owner, He wonders silently why the thought of sarah giving herself to this one enraged Him as it did. In response to the anger, He places a hand on the back of Mark’s blindfolded head and pulls his mouth forward until He can feel Mark’s throat muscles contract around His glans. Holding him there, He flexes his cock to ensure maximum discomfort for the young man. Mark, though, is the consummate sub, and merely struggles to hold still and relax his throat muscles to ease his Master’s entry. From experience, He knows mark will not move until he loses consciousness. Easing His cock from its tight nest, He returns to slowly fucking his males slave’s mouth.
Enjoying the sensation immensely, but wanting to prolong the night, He lets His mind take over. Sarah and mark, as far as He knew, were unaware of each other’s respective roles in His life. Sarah is oblivious to so many things, He thinks. She is still blissfully unaware of the devil’s deal He’d made with her mother. He’d wanted sarah since she was 14, but being a new doctor in a small town put Him in the position of having to forcefully repress those wants. Her mother, the perceptive bitch, had noticed how He watched sarah, and offered Him a deal, a deal that, to this very day, He had no regrets about making. Sarah’s mother wanted to be free of her responsibilities to sarah, and to the local bill collectors. If He married her, He could have sarah and the town would be none the wiser, as long as He could keep sarah from telling tales. Unable to resist the thought of life with sarah under His roof and His rule, He’d agreed, and while the bitch had kept her side of the bargain, her jealousy of her own daughter had, more often than not, made their lives a living hell.
Sensing his Master’s distraction, mark waits until His cock begins to retreat from his throat and swallows, knowing the suction created by contracting muscles will draw His attention back from wherever it is. Unable to see around the blindfold covering his face, mark is suffering pangs of insecurity. The inability to watch His facial expressions for signs of disapproval is hampering mark’s ability to participate fully in this erotic dance. Mark once again wonders what he’s done to displease Him, if He is, in fact, displeased.
Feeling those tight throat muscles contract around Him, He smiles wickedly. So, my pet, you are feeling a little insecure? Is the silence, coupled with your lack of sight, getting to you, slave? He’d known mark would react this way. Always eager to please, mark’s biggest thrill comes from the tiny words or gestures that convey praise and approval. Unlike sarah, mark needs his Master’s feedback to completely enjoy the game.
Sarah, on the other hand, needs only the lust of others to send her into the abyss. From the first time He’d taken her, He’d known that, to have her, He need only to show her His lust, tell her of His need, and she would bend to His will. That very first night, when He’d taken her hand and led her back down the hall to her room, His lust had been overpowering. Even at 16, she’d been able to discern what the fire in His eyes and the roughness of His touch had meant. On her very first foray into sexual pleasures, she’d allowed herself to be taken in unspeakable ways. He’d had every orifice on that first night, in every imaginable position, and she’d reveled in it. He still replayed that night in His mind, wondering how one so young and untouched could have derived such pleasure from being used so thoroughly. Over the years, He’d used her often..and well…and each time it seemed she derived some new satisfaction from the debasement.
He’d never considered sharing sarah; she was HIS. Recently though, she’d been growing bolder, actively seeking His displeasure. As she’d learned of His distaste for physically harming her, she’d gained confidence in the idea that He was unable to hurt her. Her recent liaison with mark had brought home to Him the fact that she needed to be reigned in, stripped of her imagined power. The idea of sharing her with others had been distasteful at first, but as He now watches her body being used to satisfy His cohort’s lust, He realizes it should have been done long ago…for both of their sakes. He gently removes His cock from mark’s seeking mouth, and kneels at his side. “Ssshh, pet, don’t despair. I’m well-pleased with you, and now I will show you. Assume the position for me, slave. I will have you now.” The need for silence now gone, His voice booms through the silent room. He stands and crosses the room to sarah. Appraising her appearance, He once more experiences a fierce rush of desire. Head thrown back in complete ecstasy, body flushed with satisfaction and arousal at the same time, she is beautiful. The semen leaking from her every hole tells Him that His guests do not possess the same degree of control that He does. Looking around at the glistening, limp cocks displayed by 3 of His 4 comrades, He realizes that Todd will have to do. “I believe I have something more to your liking over there,” He gestures to mark’s upturned ass, glistening in the firelight. Looking over his shoulder, Todd is quickly drawn away from sarah’s sucking and moves to the center of the room. “Wait for us, Todd.” He requests as He moves behind sarah to disengage her leash. Standing again, He leads her, on hands and knees, over to center stage.
Through a sexual haze, sarah struggles to understand the scene before her. Mark, her step-father’s assistant at the clinic, is kneeling, face down on the floor and ass up in the air, in His favorite submissive position. Todd, the youngest son of the richest man they know, kneels behind mark, obviously ready to ravage Mark’s proffered orifice. Following His unspoken directions, she comes to a stop in the spot that places her own round ass directly above Mark’s bowed head. Struggling to break free of the maelstrom of sensation that has rendered her mindless, sarah drops her head forward to hang between her outstretched arms. Taking deep, cleansing breaths, she is unprepared for the new assault that comes when He places a hand on each buttock and separates them. Gasping for breath, she is further disarmed by the quick, sharp swipe of a tongue across her leaking asshole. Quickly assessing the situation, sarah is aware of the moment Todd enters mark’s tight man-cunt. Mark’s sensual groan sends tantalizing vibrations over the skin of her cheeks. In her peripheral vision, she sees Him round her body to kneel in front of her. Eagerly she opens her mouth to receive his cock. From the taste of Him, wine and salt from the cheese, she can assume mark’s mouth was here first.
Watching sarah from His position above her, He is able to discern mark’s progress on her rim job simply by watching the muscles in her ass and lower back contract and release, as if moving in time with some unheard song. His hands on each side of her head, He slowly but viciously fucks her hot mouth. Seeing her unbridled enjoyment of the attention mark is giving her, He is once again assailed by doubts. In a flash of grim hindsight He realizes He may have created a monster this night, but doggedly He persists in showing sarah that she is nothing more than a fuck toy with which He plays. Sliding His engorged, throbbing cock from her, now, humming mouth, He lies back on the rug where He’d used her so many times before. Looking pointedly at her, He silently commands her to mount Him.
Scrambling to comply with His unspoken command, and to assuage the aching need in her sodden cunt, sarah rises to straddle his waist, then lowers herself down on his massive member. Despite having 3 loads of cum leaking from her used orifices, the entry is not completely smooth. Once He is embedded deep within her tunnel, she rises from her squat to lift herself slowly up and almost off, of his shaft, before dropping her weight back down. From His reclined position, He can see the slight protrusion of her inner lips as she rises, and the sight is quite erotic. He places a hand on each of her inner thighs and parts them further, both to open her for his viewing pleasure and to increase the toll this fucking position will take on her muscular thighs. He watches hungrily as His cock pushes the previously spent juices from His slave’s cunt.
Over and over, sarah slowly fucks her cunt up and down on his cock, until she feels the muscles of her legs and ass begin to tremble in fatigue. She knows He is deliberately restraining His own orgasm in order to push her to her limits. As she tires, her strokes become shorter. No longer able to lift herself completely to the end of His cock, or to ease her weight down slowly, He is buried deeper within her each time. At last, she can rise no more, and she looks apologetically into His eyes. Grasping a nipple in between each thumb and forefinger, He tugs her forward to lie on His chest. Snapping His fingers to get mark’s attention, He speaks softly, “mark, you will crawl over here and place your cock in sarah’s wet asshole. Todd, you are welcome to follow mark and continue with fucking him as well.”
Gasping, sarah stares into His eyes, searching for the reasons behind this sudden widening of their debasing horizons. Within seconds, though, His reasons no longer matter. Mark has arrived and his cock is pushing gently at the ring of her asshole. Fleetingly, sarah wonders if she will be able to accommodate both large cocks, but as mark slowly pushes past the feeble resistance of her sphincter, she is transported once again to the place where nothing but sensation is attended to. Flexing her inner muscles, she tries to help ease his entry, groaning with the sensations now erupting from the depths of her body. Never has she been so full. Never has she felt so tight. She can sense the pressure of each shaft on the thin membrane that separates them, and the thought of it sends her into yet another shattering orgasm.
As He feels her vaginal muscles tighten around His dick, He commands mark, “Enter her fully, NOW”, and is rewarded with the sensation of someone running a firm thumb over the underside of his shaft, from its base to the head. As He knew it would, this quick entry serves to prolong and heighten sarah’s clenching orgasm. As it should be, He lies back and prepares to enjoy all the sensations coursing through their entwined bodies, refusing to participate. Running His hands over sarah’s naked body, He allows his mind to categorize each new touch, each stroke as it arrives. Mark’s obvious enjoyment of this particular show deduced from his low growls and ever-faster thrusting. Todd’s furious pounding adding depth to each of mark’s strokes. Sarah’s mindless surrender signaled by the quick panting breaths that stir the air around Him, as well as the frequently incomprehensible sex speak falling from her full lips. The low, drawn out moan that tells him Todd has just filled mark’s ass with a load of hot cum. The quick moment of stillness before the furious pounding of mark, into sarah, resumes. So many sensations coming at Him, each one serving to bring Him closer to His own cataclysmic end.
After only a few minutes, He discerns a lengthening of mark’s cock, and a new jerkiness to his otherwise fluid strokes. “Talk to mark, sarah. He’s very close now. Tell him how you want it.” And with those words, all of the sound that sarah has been holding onto leaves her in a rush of moans, groans, and vulgarities.
“Oh, God, mark, fuck me hard. Bury your cock in my ass. Agghhh. Yes, mark, cum for me. Fill my asshole up with your cum. Please, mark, please. Yes…fucking harder….deeper. Uhnnnn….. Pleaaassse, cum NOW.” She is now bucking wildly between the two mean. He can feel her inner muscles working hard on the cocks, squeezing and clenching, working towards her own climax. Mark finishes with a final deep thrust that ends somewhere deep in her bowels, his cock twitching with each jet of hot cum being forced inside her. Caught in the throes of her strongest orgasm yet, sarah arches up and away from His body, gripping His biceps tightly, and undulating her hips against mark’s groin.
Giving each of them a moment to recover, He watches for any sign of affection between them. Finding none, He questions what he’s been led to believe. Sarah is now lying limply on His chest, mark’s limp cock recently slipping from her asshole. As her breathing returns to normal, she lifts her head to stare into His face. Clenching her vaginal muscles, she asks “Will you not be satisfied this night?” He widens his lips into a calculating grin, and replies, “I’m only giving you a moment’s respite, sarah. You and mark will now finish me off with your lying mouths.” Without so much as a grimace over being called a liar, sarah raises herself off of His still rigid cock and turns to begin cleaning her juices from His cock.
Mark, not to be outdone, takes first one, then the other of his Master’s balls into his mouth, suckling and licking them. Knowing His preference for vibration over suction, mark begins to softly hum around His balls. The vibrations travel up from His nuts to tickle the head of His cock now buried in sarah’s throat. Knowing He won’t last much longer, He forces His hips from the floor, trying to force His entire cock up into sarah’s suckling mouth. He feels the familiar tightening of His sac and the boiling of cum in his balls, and prepares to shower them both with His semen. Dropping His hips back to the rug, He keeps sarah’s mouth from following Him down with a hand twisted in her long hair. With His free hand wrapped tightly around His cock, He jerks Himself to completion, His first spurt hitting sarah’s still open mouth. Had He not been lost in His ecstasy, He would have smiled at the quickness of her tongue darting out to catch His seed. His second jet arches up and falls softly into mark’s tangled hair. Reaching the end of the orgasm, semen now merely spills from the tip of His cock to slide slowly down the shaft until one waiting tongue, or the other, laps it up.
Having finally satisfied His needs, sarah curls up at His feet, waiting. She knows that she has received her pleasures for this night, and is now waiting for the pain. She realizes distractedly that mark has the same apprehensive look in his green eyes. What have you done to displease Him, then, she wonders briefly. Without rising from His relaxed position, He motions His guests toward the door, “Show’s over folks. Glad you could drop by, but it’s time for you to go.” Sarah is once again apprehensive about the repercussions her stepfather will have to deal with when this night is done. She watches anxiously as the men dress, and amble to the door. They do not seem to be upset with Him, but one can never be sure in a small town.
After the last man exits the room and there is naught but the sound of His slaves’ breathing, He pulls Himself into a sitting position to stare thoughtfully at one then the other. His thoughts have cleared, and suddenly He knows the answer to the emotional dilemma He has been dealing with. Rising to His feet, He silently bids them to their knees. “So you two have been fucking each other behind my back? You will be punished thoroughly for this attempt at subterfuge, but first, I am going to tell you about your new lives. Two weeks from today, you two will be married. We will hold the ceremony here at the house. You will move in here, explaining this away by saying that mark is still in school and the two of you cannot afford to live on your own right now. You will appear to all the world like a happily married newlywed couple. In this house, however, you will continue to be my fuck toys…only giving yourselves to me. Sarah from this day on, you will cease taking any precautions to prevent pregnancy. Mark you will only be allowed to fuck sarah’s ass. You see, sarah, you will get pregnant, but it won’t be mark’s child you carry…it will be mine.” With these words, so viciously spoken, He jerks sarah to her feet, and forces her, face first over the back of the couch. Erect once more, He violently enters her leaking cunt, and proceeds to pound out all of His doubts, all of His jealousy, and all of His anger.
Sarah is stunned, both by His words, and by the force of the fucking she was currently receiving. Mark sits passively on the floor and watches in confusion. Thoughts of denial swirling in his brain as he watches his Master fuck sarah as He’d never fucked Him before. For in truth, mark and sarah knew each other only in passing, but if it got him under his Master’s roof full time, he would admit to all forms of depravity with her.

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Greta Goes Down…Anywhere:the beginning of my cum bucket fuckpig.
tags: male/female, blowjob, oral,anal,bdsm,rape,watersports,
Orin was a small town, only having maybe 7/8 hundred people. Everyone knew everyone and nothing went unnoticed. At least nothing normal goes unnoticed…
David looked out of his 2nd story bedroom window just like he did every night, his cock inside his flesh light. This was his nightly ritual, so much to the point the he mounted his flesh light to the wall for easier use. David had an obsession with his next door neighbor. Her name was Greta and she had only moved in a month ago. Things started off friendly until one night David looked out his window to realize he was looking right into Greta’s bedroom. And to Davids great enjoyment she masterbated every single night. Wether she finger fucked herself or pulled out a vibrator she made herself cum.
David was about 5’8″, 200 pounds and tan skinned with black hair and brown eyes. Even after being out of the Army for 3 years he stil kept himself in good shape.
Greta was 5’5″, women never give out there weight, and had red hair and some freckles but not many. Greta was a real women, and she had the curves to back them up. DDD boobs and ass that just begs to be smacked,fucked,spit on, everything.
So every night David would fuck his toy pussy pretending that it was Greta. And the more he fantasized the more perverted they got until he couldn’t take it anymore. *I am gonna rape her and make her my cum bucket fuck pig* he thought to himself. So for two days he planned, not jacking off to save up a big load for his cum sluts filthy pussy.
And then the night came. Dressed in black he creeped next door and picked the lock on her back door. He time his break in when he knew she showered so she would hear him come in.
He made his was to her bed room, she was still in the shower. Walking up to the shower curtain he made his moved,ripping it open. She screamed but only for a split second.
‘WHAT THE FU..ooooh fuck”
David hadn’t waited to let her finish, he shoved 2 fingers into her pussy and went straight for her g-spot.
“Now I want you to listen to me very carefully my little fuck pig.” David said as he worked her piss soaked cunt, apparently he made her pee herself she got so scared.
” You are now my girl, my cum bucket. Do you know what that is?”
Greta didn’t answer, she seemed lost in the feeling of her pussy actually having a real person finger her. To give her some insentive to answer David stopped and started tp pull out his fingers.
” please don’t! Leave them in” greta pleaded
” then answer me fuck pig ” he said slamming now 3 fingers into her.”
” yes I understand, I’m your cum bucket. Ill be your whore and do whatever you want when ever you want, now please put ur fist in my pussy!!!”
” you dont get to make requests fuck pig, and you’ll address me as master!”
” yes master ”
” good now get on your fucking knees.” He said pulling his fingers out and turning the shower off. Greta started shivering from the immediate loss of heat.
” master I’m cold.”
” I’ll fix that my little cunt! ” David
Msaid pulling his 7 inch cock out he let loose a hot shot of piss right in Greta’s face followed by a steady stream that he made sure got in her mouth. Stoping his flow prematurely he said get on your back and spread ur pussy whore. Greta did as she was told. Spreading he pussy as wide as she could David started pissing again this time right into her pussy.
“Hold it in cunt”
As he finished pissing hr said now closr your legs and get onto to ur bed doggy style.
Yes master
Greta walked shakily trying to hold her masters piss inside of her filthy cunt. Getting into the doggystyle position she anxiously waited for what her master was gonna do to her next.
David had stripped off his clothes and got onto the bed behind her.
Licking his finger he shoved it into her puckered asshole. Working it around to loosen her up.
“Ohh fuck, yes master!! Fuck my asshole! Shove ur finger deep inside me!”
David was ready to get it dick into a hot wet hole.
” you better hold onto the piss my little cum dumpster! He said as he pushed the head of his cock into her asshole. It was heaven, Greta’s asshole squeezed him tight as he started slamming himself deeper into her. At the same time he felt the heat of his piss still sloshing arouns his new cunts fuck hole.
” OH MASTER!!!…IM GONNA CUM!!!
” No you’re not, not until my cock is in your piss filled cunt you my little whore!
And saying that David pulled out of Greta’s ass and moved his cock to her pussy.
” now you better not let any piss out cunt!”
A
He shoved his cock into her tight pussy full of his piss. It was to much for both of them. The feeling of Greta’s tight little pussy and the imense heat of his piss he couldn’t hold it.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! Now you can cum you slut!! He yelled as he forced his entires hand into Greta’s newly penetrated asshole.
The feeling of having herself masters cock in her shooting his cum to mix with his piss. She cried in pleasure!”OHHHH FUCK MASTER YOU FEEL SO GOOD!!! CUM IN YOUR CUM BUCKETS PUSSY!!!” As she screamed she felt his hand go completely into her asshole she creamed.
“Ooooohhhh!!! YES YES YES YES YES!!!”
She let loose squirting her cum, her master piss and cum all over David’s dick. Which causes him to cum even more.
“Goddamn you slut! You feel so fucking good I’m never gonna jack off again, I’m just gonna throw you down and fuck you till I’m raw!!!”
“Oh yes master please please!!”
They were in absolute blyss for 5 mins longer, neither one able to stop cumming.
Once they got a hold of them selves they lay on Greta’s piss,cum, and sweat covered bed Greta spoke up ” I love you master. I’ll do absolutely anything for you. If you wanna fuck me in the middle of Walmart I don’t care. I’m your cum slut.”
” that’s a good girl now slide down the bed and suck my cock…”
To be continued 🙂

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