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Who’s got a messy little pussy that’s just begging to be slapped and fingered and filled with cock?
I crave that little whimper you give when I slide it in slowly. But that gasp you let out when it’s thrust in hard and deep while you claw and grasp at the bed sheets. That moaning you can’t help when I’m stretching you out and filling you inside. Fucking it deeper into you. That’s what I need.
Yeah I would cum inside you raw, as a friend.
How's that feel, sweetheart? The thick shaft of my cock filling the tight clench of your hole as you ride it up and down? From the sounds you're making, I'd reckon that it feels really, really good.
Keep going, that's right. Grind down and take it nice and deep. I love seeing the way I disappear into your body, like you were made to sheathe me and hold my seed.
But then we both already know that's the case, isn't it?
For you are mine, and I've already spilled my pleasure within you many, many times. The gradually rounding plane of your belly is visible proof of my claim. Even so, I can't keep my eyes -nor hands- off of you. I find every excuse I can to strip you down and spread your pretty thighs again. And again. And again.
Mmm, I can feel your body ripple around me. You like the thought of that, don't you? Of being mounted and pounded into despite growing larger and rounder with my child?
Don't worry. I'll keep filling you for as long as you can handle it.
There's something just deliciously possessive about making someone pregnant. No, baby, a collar with my name on it isn't enough, I need to knock you up so everyone can see that you belong to me in a few months. Changing your body forever just so I can make you mine.
Jolie vue 😛
Theater Hi-jinks
We settled in for the movie, knowing that it would never leave us calm. I knew that once the on-screen action heated up, so would you. Not to be disappointed, I saw your jaw go slack unconsciously. You probably didn't notice how your hand slid softly from one thigh to the other, pausing briefly on your warm mound. You were suddenly jarred to awareness when my hand closed over yours in the middle of that trip, folding your fingers beneath mine over the ridge of your warmth. Your gasp was hidden by the soundtrack of the movie. Your eyes shifted quickly to mine. I met them with a wry smile curling at the corner of my mouth before returning my attention to the screen.
But my hand lingered, my fingers pressing yours firmly over the thick material of your jeans. I could tell by the quickened pace of your breathing, that you were wishing as I was that nothing was separating our fingers from your soft plump lips. Your body stiffened as I gently brushed your hand aside and you felt me fumble with the stud at our waist. When you felt rather than heard the zipper slide down, you reacted by lifting your hips, straightening the pathway for the plastic teeth to complete their parting decent the joint that forbade it going any further. By the time my fingers cupped the soft cotton of your panties, they were already soaked in anticipation. Your legs parted slowly as though trying not to draw attention in the darkness, even though there was no one in our row and the teen girls a few rows ahead were completely enthralled with the spectacle on the screen.
I felt your lips separate beneath my touch, further spreading your honey on your drenched panties. The subtle rocking of your hips in response to my touch betrayed your approval of my explorations. The cool air of the theater was soothing to the fire billowing in your loins when I lifted the material between your thighs and pushed it to the side. You moaned in disappointment when instead of taking advantage of the new-found freedom, you felt my hand move totally away. You only risked a side-ward glance as you saw me withdraw something from my jacket pocket. A brief brightening of the movie screen reflected off the pink surface as it vanished between your legs. Confirming our suspicions, the cool silicone glided easily between your drenched lips before I pushed the bulk of it inside of you.
You braced for what was coming next as you watched me withdraw my phone, turn down the brightness, and open the app. You clenched your teeth and the nails from your hand bit into the firm muscle of my forearm as the first tingle of vibrations surged through you. My thumb slid across the phone screen, varying the intensity of the vibrations, making you squirm in your seat. I thought for a moment that your nails would draw blood when I pushed the control to maximum and quickly pulsed it there in syncopated rhythm. The thought that you actually might be both scary and exciting at once.
Your body tensed and relaxed in alignment with my adjusting of the pulses. I could not help but imagine my now throbbing cock mimicking the sensations inside you as I made the toy edge you closer and closer to cumming. But that would come later when we were home. Even though you wanted physical contact with me, you released my arm and transferred your frustrations to the arm of the seat as though you were also afraid of marking me with red. I wanted to applaud your constraint of being quiet, knowing that we both love the free expression of our pleasure in vocalizations of moans and growls - words and sighs. Some did escape through gritted teeth, but you timed it well with either dialogue or music from the movie. When the scene before us moved to a sexual nature, you lost it, your moans of orgasm blending perfectly in time with that of the actors. Nice cover. But when we get home, there will be no need for restraint, on the free release of the passion that, despite your cumming, was just the beginning. I didn't put away my phone until the closing credits made it necessary to return the adjustments of your clothes to a state that would not alert or alarm the other leaving patrons. But from your trembling thighs at having cum multiple times, I knew it best to wait until most had left the theater before you rose into a shaky stance.
Ahh, the ride home would seem like forever, but the time will definitely be rewarded.
This is part 3. Part 1 is here, part 2 is here.
THE EXAMINATION RESULTS
I'm surprised that I was given an appointment so late. I had to rush from cheerleading practice after school in order to make it. I would have thought that the office would be closed by now. No matter, I made it and hey, it's another opportunity to see that luscious Dr. Simpson again. I thought I remembered Lauren saying that exam and test results were called in. Maybe since I have to come in, the results are not so good?
“Yes, I'm sure, Nurse Adams, its a simple results follow up. I can handle it on my own. You can still make it to your grandaughter's recital.”
His deep voice , though muffled by the door to the hallway, was like a warm, soothing blanket, wrapping around my apprehension and melting it away into the memories of that last exam. Even as I swing the stirrups out of the way, I can feel the wetness surge in my...oh, wait, I already took off my panties. All the better. He needs to see how excited I am to see him again.
He pushed through the door with a brief greetings and headed straight to the computer to pull up my records. Nothing seemed unusual excet for., were those small beads of perspiration on his brow? As always, this exam room felt only a few degrees above freezing, for my taste.
“Well, Blair, everything came back normal from your lab work. But before I can prescribe your requested birth control, I need to do a vaginal/pelvic flexibility test.”
“That sounds scary? It's not like I want to have kids, that is why I want the pills,” as visions of more of those ice-cold speculums interrupting my sensual fantasies.
“Relax, close your eyes, I promise it won't be painful and will be over in a moment.”
His words rolled over me like a wave, but his was his gentle touch on my inner thighs that brought the most comfort. I chanced a glance to confirm what I was feeling. Yes, he was not wearing the usual exam gloves. The touch of his bare hands gave a greater mental image of their size than the gloved ones.
Despite the roughness of his physique, the skin was smooth and tender as it slid up and down on my inner thigh. I felt my pussy clench as he spread my lips and entered with two of those massive fingers. I choked by the moan that treatened to fill the room as they swirled within me, stretching me, probing in a way the previous exam had not. My whole lower half tensed as his thumb reached up and circled my clit. This was part of the exam? I didn't care if it was or not. I was being swept away by the senations zipping through my whole body. My skin felt on fire. My breath was coming in ragged gasps. I didn't hear the metal susurration of his zipper lowering.
The sudden emptiness of my pussy was immediately replaced by the press of something much larger than his fingers. My eyes sprang open in what must have seemed like panic, eliciting an apology from him. “I'm sorry...I couldn't...”
I didn't hear what he was going to say, muting that response with my finger to his lips. They were soft and inviting, but I ignored that as my hand drifted from there to grasp his cock hovering just beyond my slick glazed slit. Using the experience of those brief moments with my boyfriend, I guided his tip between my lips. We both moaned aloud as his hips thrust forward, sending him plunging into me wetly and smoothly.
The next minutes are lost in a blur to me, visually blinded, yet consumed with the sensations of a blind person sensitive with Braille. Touches, panting, plunges, tensing, clutching, ending in spasms of release unlike anything I had ever felt before.
Yes, I don't think I'll be denied those birth control now.
THE RESERVATION
“May I take off the mask now?” she asked.
“Must you be so impatient?” I replied. “Wait for me to open the door for you. I'll lead you in.”
She protested with a muffled, “Humph!” but relinquished her curiosity and waited. She listened in silence as I confirmed the reservation and paid for our session. The exchange only revitalized her curiosity, yet with great effort she remained silent.
I led her to our reserved room and guided her to a plush seat.
“Okay, you can remove the mask now.”
“What is this place?” she asked, looking around the room. Everything was elaborately decorated. Red leather lined the walls. There were several oddly shaped benches and chairs. There was a sink and vanity, but this was obviously not a typical hotel room or any familiar room for that matter. Several cutouts were dotting the opposing walls, each lined with cushioned black leather to contrast that of the wall. In one corner, there was an odd bench catercorner to two walls. At each end were two larger cutouts, one having a small cushioned ledge beneath it. On one wall between the cutouts hung several easily recognized BDSM implements – paddles, floggers, riding whips. She looked quizzed to me for an explanation.
“You were always curious when we would explore our kinks, wondering what a glory hole experience would be like, but hesitant because every one we had seen in porn was in some cheap restroom adapted with plywood holes drilled raggedly with a rough saw. This,” I responded waving my hand around, “is the country club version. In addition to the hefty membership fee, each session is a thousand dollars. Every member has to pass rigorous screening, including health ones for STDs. Here you can explore your abject fantasies with complete confidence.”
Her wide-eyed anxiety melted into a narrow-eyed grin. “How do I begin?” already tugging at her clothes. I watched as her body was revealed with each discarded piece of clothing. I picked them up and hung them on the provided hooks. They thought of everything when designing this place, including the tripod in the corner on which I set up my phone for recording.
“When you are ready, flip the switch on this wall. I will activate a light outside the room, alerting the patrons that the room is occupied and ready.” As soon as the switch was flipped, the cutouts began to fill with dicks of all shapes and lengths. Her eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop and she licked her lips as her mouth began to water. Kneeling on the soft carpet between two holes, she grasped the nearest dicks protruding grin them, stroking each as she decided which would grace her hungry mouth first.
Moving from one to the other, her skilled tongue traced up the length of each, taking them in deep, leaving trails of drool as she pleasured herself on them. Still, this was not her forte, she much preferred having her mouth fucked. So after her stroking of the two dicks in hand left her with their cum on her face and tits, she expressed that she wanted it differently.
“That's what the corner bench is for. Staddle it face down, rest your chin on the shelf, and open your mouth.”
She smiled as she did so, adjusting her chin on the shelf. Within moments, there was a long cock thrusting into her eager mouth leaving her gagging and drooling all over it. She was pleased to discover that the leather on the bench was textured in such a way that she could grind her clit on it while being face-fucked, but she wasn't expecting the cock that entered her dripping pussy from the other corner against which the bench rested.
Moans and gasps filled the room as she was filled like a spit on the bench. The cock in her pussy pulled out and came onto her ass, but the one in her mouth was enjoying her sucking too much and emptied his pulsing, throbbing dick into her throat. She moved from that bench to one that was right against the opposite wall, wiggling her perfect ass as close to the opening as possible. Soon there was the head of a dick probing her swollen pussy lips, the tip running up and down her slit, but settling at the tight opening of her ass. She tensed as it began to probe her other opening, but he was gentle, allowing her to adjust, pushing into her ass in short, brief thrusts, until she began to buck against it, driving it deep into her ass.
Being filled that was not enough for her. She motioned to me to come in front of the bench. Enough voyeurism. I eagerly bared my cock and plunged it into her warm, wet, mouth.
“Fuuuck,” I managed to murmur as my dick sank into her throat again and again, pausing only to let her wrap her tongue around the tip and suck me back in.
She made the rounds to each of the openings at least twice before giving in to her euphoric exhaustion. She lay on the carpeted floor, her chest heaving, covered in cum, her clit swollen, her pussy lips drenched with a mixture of cum and her juices. She had lost count of how many times she had cum in the haze of her cock sleeve mindlessness. She was barely aware of my lifting her and taking her through a door at the back of the room that led to a private shower. I practically had to hold her up on her shaky legs while the warm water rinsed away the copious amount of cum from her body.
I dried her off and helped her dress. She slept most of the way home, a smile on her face as she dreamed of her next trip there.
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Day 43 of Edging.
Today I was having a dream of sucking cock. I wake up, and my pillow is covered in drool. I felt like I had something in my mouth, and it was taken away when I woke up.
I love how needy im getting. I started humping my pillow and waiting for the sun to rise. I rubbed myself a little bit, and it felt really nice. Almost too nice.
I will not Cum.
Day 43 without Cumming.
I Do Not Cum.
What a waste, if you would like your clothes back you'll have to turn around, tied up by your arms. That way you can see whose used your pussy and watch them cum again in your mouth.
Sometimes I have a fantasy of being put in one of those glory holes like you see in the videos. You know the ones where your legs are tied to the wall, only the lower half of your body through the hole.
I think it would be so hot to be thoroughly used all day, never knowing who's fucking me, maybe it's someone I know. Maybe it's the older guy that was leering at me in the shop this morning. Maybe its an ex boyfriend. Maybe it's an old teacher. I'd never know. I wouldn't be able to stop any of them, I just have to take it, and they could use any hole they wanted, my protests don't matter anyway. By the end of the day I'd have so many loads of cum dripping out of me, I'd have lost count 😍
What would be even more disgusting hot is if there was a drip tray under me, catching all the loads that drip out of me and after the day is done, if I want my clothes back, I have to drink all that dirty mixed up cum.
Aaaah, a bunny can dream 😍
imagine you and your partner go to a nude beach together
you take a nap in the sun, hoping to work on your tan
you wake up to your nipples being pinched, you keep your eyes closed enjoying the feeling, until you feel an entirely different set of hands playing with your princess parts
you jolt out of your fuzzy half sleepy state, opening your eyes in a panic, trying to sit up but find you’re being held down
you go to scream when a hand slams down covering your mouth
“shhhh baby, these kind strangers just wanted to play a little” your partner tells you in a soothing voice, it does nothing to help your state of panic
the hand playing with your needy cunt has started to also play with your ass, gr0ping the flesh and proding a curious finger into your tight puckered hole
you start to scream into your partners hand, squirming more and trying to break free, your partner continues to shush you telling you to relax
the cocks of the strangers around you look painfully hard, much bigger than anything you’ve ever had in any of your tight holes
the stranger playing with your tits leans down to start sucking on your nipples, they include painful bites every now and then making you thrash and cry more
the stranger that was gently thumbing your fuck holes slides three fingers into your inferiority hole and two fingers into your ass
the fingers in your ass are painful but the ones in your leaky cunt are sliding in and out with ease
the stranger brings their mouth to your clit to suck at it while they finger fuck you
you’re unwillingly forced to have cummies embarrassingly fast
the mouth abusing your tits is removed, revealing purple hickies all over, your tits are squished together and spit on so the stranger can fuck them
the stranger below removes their mouth from your clit and their fingers from your ass, the fingers in your tight cunt continue to pump in and out of you
you’re relieved that they’re no longer playing with your asshole, until you see them start to line their massive cock up with your barely opened hole
you try to fight again but it’s no use
the cock at your ass takes it’s time impaling you, the pain is unbareable, you sob into your partners hand as they continue to try and sooth you
the fingers in your pussy pull your wetness out of your breeding hole to help lube your ass
once fully sheathed, the hot and throbbing cock ripping your asshole open pulls all the way out and slams all the way back in, setting a punishing pace
your partner uncovers your mouth and as you go to scream the cock fucking your tits fills your whore mouth
they waste no time fucking and shooting their hot sperm down your throat
you gag and choke and the cum spills out around the cock in your mouth, some leaking down onto your tits
the guy in your ass adds a fourth and fifth finger into your unfilled cunt hole
you feel like your pussy and ass are going to be torn open into one hole as your pussy gets fisted and your ass gets stuffed
the cock that was throat fucking you remains in your mouth, enjoying a nice cockwarming from your whore mouth
the guy in your ass pulls his fist out of your abused cunt and his dick out of your destroyed ass, you almost cry from relief
until he shoves his massive cock into your pussy to breed you full of cum
you feel like a disgusting whore and hate that your pussy is getting r4ped after your ass, it makes you feel like an even dirtier slut
the cock in your pussy is removed once you’re filled to the brim with cum, the man sitting on your face remains to hold you in place
your partner takes out their phone to take a picture of your gaping holes, your cunt leaking cum into your ass
your partner sticks their fingers in your pussy collecting the strangers cum
the stranger cockwarming in your mouth finally removes himself, your partner forces their cum covered fingers down your throat
“suck”
you obey the order, too exhausted from the brutal r4pe to try and fight back
“good girl”
they remove their fingers and when you finally think it’s over you notice the line of people waiting for their turn
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