I laid on the bed, my toes still wiggling, my pussy still aching. I loved the way Carlos admired me, even though I had not showered or put on makeup. I loved the way his tentative hands explored me and touched me softly. I loved feeling his hot cum shoot all over my back. I loved how I was able to corrupt him so quickly.
I loved, loved, loved being forever imprinted on his mind.
My pussy was really aching to be touched. What happened with Carlos was so innocent and so spontaneous. I really wanted him to stay. Once I felt his cum on my back I wanted him to untie me and let me have my way with him I wanted to throw him down on the bed and suck on his cock until he was hard again and then ride him until he show his cum into me. I wanted to teach him everything I knew for the rest of the night. I
Most of all, I wanted his innocence. I wanted to steal his innocence by teaching him something new every minute. I wanted him to experience everything. I wanted him to fuck me in every position his heart desired, along with a few that he didn’t know about. I wanted to fuck him with my mouth, and then him take over and fuck my mouth. I wanted him to shove his cock in my ass and make me scream. I wanted to tell him to pull my hair and spank my ass and lick my pussy, and do every single thing he has ever fantasized about.
I then realized I was hot, sweaty and panting and I began to moan out loud in the empty room.
What was that cute boy’s name that we just hired? John? Jeffrey?
Whatever it was, I had only hired him because I thought it would be nice to have a bit of eye candy around the office. He was cute and ambitious and I was going to find him on Monday and I was going to invite him over to dinner and fuck him. I was going to let him do everything that Carlos wanted to do.
Are you nuts?
Yes…yes I was nuts. I was irrational with lust. I quickly realized I could be terminated if I fucked an employee. Plus, what if he didn’t go through with it? Then I would have to deal with the fact that he had seen me nude every time he passed me in the hallway. No, it had to be someone outside of the company. A nice college freshmen sounded delicious, but he shouldn’t be eye candy. He didn’t have to be an athlete, in fact, he shouldn’t be an athlete because those boys have type A personalities and they have more confidence so they always get the girls. No, I wanted someone awkward and innocent. I wanted someone who would appreciate being with a woman and take advantage of the opportunity. He had to think about sex all the time but not be able to live out his fantasies.
Do they still have a chess club? Those guys would innocent. Maybe I could go online and use a dating site. Maybe I could just drive by a high school and ask who was eighteen and pick out someone random and fuck him behind the gym.
Calm the fuck down, slut!
I couldn’t believe I had just called myself slut. But I was one and I was loving it. I loved being Carlos’ cum slut and I wanted more. I sat there panting, trying to clear my head. My pussy was getting wetter by the minute but my hands were still tied to my legs. I needed to relax and clear my head before I exploded.
I wonder if I can come without touching myself…
Maybe I’ll try that as well another day. At the moment, I was willing to try anything and everything. I felt so feminine and sexy. I felt like I could do anything. Well, at the moment I felt like I could do anyone. I was beyond horny. I don’t think there is a word for where my head was at the moment. I felt like I could fuck anyone I wanted, male or female…and a few inanimate objects like bedposts, baseball bats, and anything else I could get my hands on.
I took several long deep breaths and I tried my best to focus and calm down. David and Jennifer would be back soon and hopefully he would fuck me. I didn’t even care about cumming at the moment, I just needed something inside of me. I needed to be rammed hard to exercise the demon of lust that had infiltrated my soul.
Closing my eyes I thought of cleaning my apartment. I was trying to think of anything that was a turn off. It was working and I started to calm down until I pictured my bedroom, and cleaning my nightstand, and opening my nightstand door, and pulling out my vibe, and laying down on the bed and…
Fuck! I need to be fucked so, so bad.
Being so irrational was making me realize how confined I was. Craving to touch your own body but being denied just makes you focus on how you cannot do it. It’s like having a scratch on your back that you cannot reach. You cannot think of anything else until that scratch is satisfied.
Laying on that bed was becoming more difficult with every passing moment. My hips really were getting sore, and my back and neck were starting to cramp up. I kept wiggling around, trying to find a comfortable position but there really wasn’t one. Having your arms tied to your legs just isn’t fun after a while and it was becoming frustrating. I kept trying to get a glimpse of the clock but I couldn’t see it at all.
I finally decided to stare out the window and watch the other rooms. Maybe I could calm myself down by watching people unpack and meander around. It started to work. It gave me something to focus on that wasn’t wet and hot.
If I lifted my head, I could see into the room right across from ours. There was a cute elderly couple in that room. They never said a word to one another. It looked like they had been together for so long that they had the “routine” down pat. She unpacked, he made coffee, he hung up the clothes, and then they both had a coffee together.
Then I saw the couple in the room next to the elderly couple. So much for being distracted…
The light turned on in the room which attracted my attention. I could only see the couple when they passed in front of the window or stood on the side of the room that was furthest away from me. They were probably in their early to middle twenties. She was an attractive blonde, but I could never really get a good look at him. Due to the angles it was really hard for me to get a good look at him.
It was really hard to keep my head up so I kept putting my head down on the bed, resting, and then lifting it up and watching as long as possible until my back muscles were too tired. At least in this position I could spread my legs a little and then when I lifted my head I could squat back to keep my head up.
The young man stood behind the blonde and started to point out landmarks on the Los Angeles skyline. I assumed they were from somewhere in the Midwest, or at least she was. Their clothes were not as fashionable as what you would see in L.A., but who knows, maybe she was from out of down meeting her “David”. Maybe they were brother and sister and she was coming out to visit him.
The two continued to look out the window but the man started to move behind her. You could see his wheels were in motion and he was making his advance. Definitely not her brother.
He then reached up and started to rub her tummy and his hands quickly moved up to her breasts and he squeezed them over her blouse. She immediately went from tourist, to a sexy, passionate lover. It no longer mattered what was outside the window, she just wanted her man.
Her arms reached back and held his head as his hands squeezed and massaged her breasts. It was hard to tell what she was wearing from where I was, but it looked like it was fairly low cut. He then pulled down the front of her blouse and her bra, releasing her breasts for everyone to see. She was well endowed and even at this distance I could see they were beautiful breasts.
She turned and they started to kiss passionately. They moved away from the window for a minute and I saw arms and clothes in the air.
Don’t go to the bed! Stay where I can see you!
I was so disappointed when I could not see them any longer. I wanted to watch them. I wanted her to be violated. I wanted him to fuck her hard and fast.
Suddenly, I saw her hands up against the glass of the window and her face was close to the glass. From her expressions it looked as if she was being spanked or maybe he was licking her. Either way, she was enjoying it. I so badly wanted to go over to the window and open it so I could listen…and then walk across to the next building and join them.
It only lasted a few minutes but it was really intense. He stood up and I stared at her face. From her gasp I could tell the instant he had thrust his cock into her. Her hands and arms kept pushing her back but her breasts started to sway with his thrusts. Then he started to slam into her and her breasts started to bounce roughly against her body with each thrust. After a few minutes, he was thrusting so hard that she stumbled forward and her face and left breast was pressed up against the glass. He didn’t care, he just kept shoving himself into her hard and fast. And then she shifted against the glass four our five times. Slow and intentional…he was cumming inside of her. The pleasure and pain in her eyes made me crave what she had. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back. I never saw them again.
I was back to breathing heavy and panting again. I was so turned on. My back was now in agony so I put my head down on the bed, and then to stretch my neck I put the top of my head on the bed. That is when I saw it. There, glistening in the sun was a single strand of my pussy juice going from my soaking wet, aching pussy to the bed.
My tongue wanted to taste it. It was sexy and erotic. I had never been that wet before in my life, and even if I had been, I always had the opportunity to wipe it away, but due to being confined, my slut juice was now dripping onto the bed.
Where is our David? Where did they go and why is it taking them so long?!?
Then it hit me like a brick wall. I suddenly felt completely alone.
I wanted to be loved like Jennifer and the blonde in the window.
Living alone was not really the lifestyle I chose for myself. In high school I had a few boyfriends and I always enjoyed having someone I could look forward to seeing and spending time with every day. When I was with David in college, I loved to come home from class to my shitty little apartment and cook him a nice dinner. I enjoyed laying on the floor with him, giving him back rubs and just cuddling the night away, talking about everything, but at the same time nothing. I loved feeling his breath on my neck and shoulder as he fell asleep cuddling me.
On the one hand, I was really happy David had found someone to love him as much as I loved him. Well, to be honest, I think she loved him more. When I was with David, I loved being in the relationship. I admired David and I did have feelings for him, but when Jennifer looks at David, she loves him. It comes through in the way that she touches him and looks at him and even when she gives me to him. A tear started to roll across my nose.
I can’t believe I’m tied up on a bed, a slut for another woman’s husband.
I was so fucking confused. For two days I had been confused, but it was nothing like this moment. It had all been so surreal, and crystal clear, and loving, and painful, and sexy, and scary, and intense, and boring, all wrapped up into this game we were playing.
My thigh started to get an intense cramp and I just wanted to go home. I wanted a shower and I wanted to feel like myself again. I wanted –
DING
Please let it be them. I need someone right now.
I did my best to rub the tears off my face onto the sheets below me. I lifted my head and noticed a lot of my makeup had been rubbed off on the sheet below me. It only reminded me what a disgusting mess I was and I once again felt very unattractive. I also got a whiff of myself and I really, really needed a shower.
I heard the key card slide through the door and immediately felt anxious. Would they know another man had shot his cum all over me? Would they be able to tell I had been a naughty slut? Was my pussy still dripping?
They walked in and the heavy door slammed, BLAM.
I could hear them in the foyer but they weren’t coming into the room. I listened closer, trying to figure out what they were doing.
They were kissing. I could hear Jennifer moan softly as she kissed him, then I could hear the sound of David’s belt buckle being undone, then I heard sucking sounds. I heard David exhale heavily, and then moan.
I wish I could watch her give him head.
I was slightly jealous, because I wanted his cock in my mouth. But why were they at the door? Why did –
I felt his left hand grip my waist, and the tip of his saliva covered cock touch my pussy lips. His right hand grabbed my waist and both of his hands tightened and held me tight and he shoved his hard cock into me. In an instant, I was full.
It wasn’t what I was expecting. Thankfully I was already soaking wet, but I still wasn’t expecting him to just shove it all the way in. I gasped and moaned as I was adjusting to being instantly stretched and filled completely.
My toes curled, and I let out a yell.
Just sixty seconds ago, I was alone and crying, and now I had a large, thick cock filling me.
David started to thrust in and out of me, fast.
“Do you like the way I left your slut for you?” Jennifer asked in a sultry voice.
“Love it,” David said. I felt his fingers grip me tighter.
I turned my head and I could see Jennifer was standing right next to him, watching her husband penetrate me as hard and as fast, his balls slapping my clit over and over again.
“Does your slut still feel good baby?” Jennifer asked.
“That pussy is still nice and tight,” he replied as he pounded me from behind.
His right hand let go of my hip and he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my hair back, lifting my face off of the bed while he slammed into me.
“I’m going to cum,” I whimpered.
SHIT! I forgot to ask!
“May I? May I cum?” I asked as quickly as I could, hoping they didn’t hear my first statement.
“No. You didn’t ask, slut,” Jennifer replied sternly.
Fuck! I can’t believe I forgot!
Then again, I’m amazed I could think at all. David’s cock was pounding me perfectly, his balls slapping against my clit, he was pulling my hair, and all of this after I had a young man cum all over my back and I watched another couple fuck in the building across from me. How on earth after all of that could I think clearly?
I let out a yell of desperation as once again I was forced to hold back my orgasm.
Jennifer slid onto the bed, her face coming up close to mine. David was controlling my head so I could only turned my eyes toward her.
“Doesn’t his cock feel so good? He told me you loved to have your hair pulled,” she said in almost a taunting way. I could see it in her eyes, she enjoyed having control over me. “I hope you’re enjoying it, because he is going to last a long, long time. I already sucked him off in the elevator.”
Oh my God!
His pounding was mind blowing. He was sliding his entire hot shaft in and out of me with every thrust. My breasts would bounce hard and my screams were turning guttural. It felt like he was getting deeper and deeper every time we collided together. I was afraid he was going to start sliding up into my throat.
He let go of my hair and shoved my face into the bed. My hair was all over my face and I was moaning really loud. I felt Jennifer’s hand on my lower back. She was pushing me into David, making sure I kept his hard cock happy. I could hear them kissing behind me as he continued to bury himself deep inside of me with every thrust. He penetrated me deeper and harder than he had before.
And suddenly I realized…
I love being a slut.
I loved being their slut, their fuck toy. I loved obeying and relinquishing every part of myself to them. I loved hearing David moan with pleasure. I loved it when Jennifer was pleased with my ‘performance’. I loved being tied up and used for their pleasure. I loved having a raw, sore pussy as long as David was being satisfied.
“Untie the slut,” David told Jennifer.
He pulled out of me and stood there, panting heavily, trying to catch his breath as Jennifer quickly untied the ropes that had been confining me for the past few hours. I started to move slowly, my muscles sore from being confined and immovable.
I looked back to see David grab Jennifer and put her on her knees in one quick motion. This primal David was so fucking hot. He knew what he wanted and he was going to get it. There was no sweetness in him at the moment. He was acting on pure lust, not even thinking of his actions, he was just moving by instinct.
“Open,” he demanded as he put his cock near her mouth. Jennifer opened her mouth and he put his cock as deep into her mouth as possible. I could see my juices covering his dick from the very tip all the way all the way to the base, and I could even see myself on his balls.
Jennifer slowly, carefully took every inch of that massive cock into her mouth and then she slowly closed her lips and sucked every bit of my juices into her mouth. She took him out of her mouth and she licked his cock all over, making sure to clean me off of her man.
David pulled her up almost effortlessly, and started kissing her passionately, their tongues intertwined. They were tasting me, sharing me, enjoying me.
I almost came just watching them.
“Do you like the way she tastes,” David asked.
“I love it. Fuck her more baby. I want more,” Jennifer replied.
David wasn’t even listening to her. He was already shoving the tip of his cock back into me. He grabbed my upper arms and lifted me from the bed. I was totally at his mercy now. In this position I couldn’t slow myself or push back. I was in a squatted position, naturally falling back toward him, and I was a puppet in his hands.
I braced myself as I knew I was about to be rammed deep and hard. I was already mentally preparing to fight back the orgasm that was lurking within me.
He started to ram me slow, and then went faster and faster, fucking me harder than I have ever been fucked before. I let out one long yell. His hands wrapped tighter around my arms.
Pure lust.
The pain of cramping muscles and my breasts bouncing hard against me mixed with the pleasure of being fucked deep, hard, and fast. The temptation to cum was so intense. My body and my mind were in a war of pleasure and restraint. Screams came from me often and loud.
“On your knees,” he told Jennifer.
I assume she did so. I was too busy getting pounded to notice or care.
David let go of my arms and pulled out of me and I collapsed on the bed, too exhausted to even hold myself up.
I looked back as I tried to suck in as much oxygen as possible before he started again. Jennifer sucked my juices off of him once again but this time as he fucked her face, hard, and she gagged more than once. He didn’t seem to care like he had earlier. He only had one goal and that was to have his slut and his wife satisfy his most basic urge, to please his cock.
My knees were getting really sore and I tried to reposition myself a little. David noticed and placed his large left hand on my lower back and shoved himself back into me.
That cock is WAY bigger than when we dated before.
David grabbed my wrists and he put my hands behind my back, and held both of my wrists with his left hand.
“You better not cum, slut,” David grunted, barely audible.
He once again started to thrust into me deep, hard, and fast, and for this first time this weekend, I was hoping he would cum soon. My pussy was raw and sore and my whole body hurt. I wanted to get off my knees and-
“No! Don’t rub my clit!” I screamed.
David pulled my hair back with his right hand as his left hand held my arms behind my back. He was slamming that huge dick into me two or three times per second as he grunted and groaned. My body hovered over the bed, my nipples being teased as they slid over the sheets with every thrust of his hips, and the entire time Jennifer massaged my throbbing, swollen clit.
I once again started to scream from the pleasure and pain.
“If you cum, we’ll throw you out on the street, slut,” she said.
I almost came just to make it all stop. Being nude out on the street would have been worth the orgasm…but I obeyed, my legs shaking uncontrollably as I fought the orgasm back.
After what felt like ten hours, although it was more like ten minutes, I felt David’s cock swelling inside of me.
Please cum, please cum, please cum.
If David wanted to fuck me harder to cum, it would not have been possible. He was already fucking me as deep and as hard as humanly possible.
His grunts grew louder.
His grip grew tighter.
He pulled my hair harder.
And with one last, hard, intense thrust, his cum shot into me with such force that that it made my leg muscles tense up, causing them to cramp.
With every spasm of his cock, he slammed into me once, screaming out in relief as his hot cum ejected itself from the tip of his cock. As soon as that cum shot inside me the urge to cum was stronger than it has been all day. I closed my eyes tightly, fighting it back with every muscle in my body as Jennifer rubbed my clit with her hand, while at the same time rubbing hers.
“Don’t cum. Don’t cum. Don’t cum. You’re not allowed to cum. Do not cum,” she repeated. She had to know I was struggling to hold it back.
David collapsed on my back, his warm breath cascading all over my back as he gasped for breath. My exhausted, shaky legs could not hold up his weight and I fell forward on the bed, Jennifer’s arm being trapped underneath David and I.
Jennifer pulled her arm out and started to undress furiously. Her clothes were flying everywhere. She even knocked over a lamp when she threw her dress behind her. As soon as she was naked, she started to push David off of me. I figured she was trying to ride him before he went limp, but as soon as she got him off of me, she rolled me over.
She quickly climbed up on me, and moved all the way up my body until her pussy was right over my face. The heat from her flesh and the aroma of her pussy made me even more dizzy than I already was.
“Stick out your tongue,” she demanded. Her voice was quivering with anticipation.
I slide my tongue out of my mouth as I still tried to catch my breath. Jennifer reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair with her right hand and as she spread her pussy lips, she lowered herself down on my tongue. Her pussy was on fire and so creamy.
She started to ride my face, controlling my head, guiding it to wherever she wanted my tongue to go. I explored her tight opening with my tongue and she moaned with pleasure, and then she shifted and I could feel her clit sliding back and forth against my tongue.
I reached up and softly held her lower back and ass. I wanted to feel how her sexy body moved as she sexually danced on my face.
It started to hurt my tongue as she started grinding harder and harder, and then I felt her thighs start to shake. She started moaning louder and louder, and then I could feel her thigh muscles tighten against my cheeks. I heard the strain in her moan as she fought back her orgasm. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel what I gave her so I slide my tongue down and buried it into her as deep as I could. She rewarded me by cumming on my tongue. I felt her pussy spasm around the tip of my tongue as my ears were rewarded by her sweet, sweet moans. I could feel her gush out over my tongue, and no matter how much coated my tongue, I wanted more.
As soon as she was done, she climbed down my body, her beautiful breasts passing right in front of my face, and then resting against my breasts. She laid on top of me, kissing my lips tenderly. Her lips were so soft that I could have easily kissed her for hours. I kissed her in return and soon, our tongues were intertwined just she had done earlier with David. I wanted her to taste herself, just like she had tasted me. She kissed my cheek and then nuzzled into my neck as I reached around her and held her tightly.
Now that the room was quiet and still, I could hear myself breathing strangely with odd, uneven breaths. With Jennifer’s warm, sexy body on top of me, I realized I was shaking and shivering underneath her.
If she would have said, “Cum”, I would have done so instantly as I was still on the verge of exploding.
I finally slowly started to catch my breath as I laid there. My body was exhausted but my mind was racing super fast. I was reliving the entire experience in my mind, enjoying the warmth of her body against mine. And then suddenly, she moved off me completely.
“Ow!” I screamed as David grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. He once again dragged me off the bed by my hair, and onto the floor, except this time I couldn’t even hold myself up and I collapsed awkwardly. He pulled and dragged me by my hair and arms over to the closet.
He opened the door, shoved me in, and said, “You’re not allowed to cum.”
And then he closed the door.