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Voices murmured, but she couldn't hear what they were saying. Glasses clinked and she was suddenly desperate for a drink. She kept her eyes closed and waited. The first touch of a hand sliding slowly down her back and over her bottom made her shiver. She forced her body to be still and her mind to float in the blackness of nothing. The hand slipped between her legs, parting her cunt to allow a finger to work its way inside her. She realised with a sudden stab of shame that she was wet and the unknown fingers were making her wetter still. She had time to wonder 'What kind of slut have I become?” before another hand, on her left breast, made her shut her mind down.
Sensations took the place of thoughts. Her body was the centre of attention, hands stroking her breasts, thighs, back, bottom and cunt. She knew she was dripping. She felt… admired. Desired. A giggle caught in the back of her throat at the silly rhyme. Too-rough fingers pinching her nipple made her gasp and the giggle receded. Someone raised her chin and she opened her eyes, a dark-haired, professional-looking man with a serious expression stared into them. Fingers pressed against her mouth and she took them in, welcoming them as her cunt welcomed other fingers. She closed her eyes again.
Something cold dripped onto her, warming as it flowed towards her arse. She shivered again as someone began to massage it into her, a finger insistent at the opening. There were fingers in her mouth, in her cunt, rubbing her clit… she pushed backwards without being aware of it, moaning softly as her arse was penetrated as well. She felt empty. Fingers were not enough. For the first time, she began to think about what happened next, and she realised she not only wanted it she craved it. The realisation was so frightening she shut her mind down again. She refused to want this. This was somebody else's fantasy, not hers. She just wanted it to be over quickly. And yet she craved being full, full to bursting.
The fingers in her mouth were gone. Something bumped against her face and she automatically opened her mouth again. Dimly she realised she was sucking an unknown man's cock. It tasted slightly of soap and smelled of washing powder and warm skin. It was warm and smooth, uncut. Not huge. Nice. She sucked willingly.
Another cock, a bit larger than the first by the feel, slid agonisingly slowly into her cunt, opening her wider. There was pressure between her arse cheeks, felt like a hand, and something, probably a thumb, working its way in and out of her arse. So much sensation, so full…
An unknown, unknowable time later, the cock in her cunt was removed and she felt like a husk. Another presented at the entrance to her arse, opened nicely already by the thumb, and pushed its way into her. She cried out as she stretched around it, but not from pain. She was so slippery and hot, there was no pain. Not at first, anyway. This man was a little rough, thrusting into her again and again and she felt real fear for the first time since the men started touching her. But he'd had enough, and was replaced by fingers stretching her cunt, stretching her open open open…
There was a new cock in her mouth and a hand up inside her, but she still wasn't full enough. Her nipples were tingling and she couldn't tell if they were being squeezed or sucked or what. Her arse stretched again, around yet another cock, she wasn't sure if there was enough room inside her but her body was obedient and welcoming.
Her ears still weren't working, she could hear the men talking but only fragments made sense to her. A discussion seemed to be going on. Suddenly she was totally empty, every opening gaping at the suddenness of it. Her ankles and wrists were uncuffed, she was helped to stand and led to a sofa. She could feel juices running down her legs and wondered how many had come inside her. But she couldn't remember anyone doing so. It must be me, she thought, ashamed once again.
In her efforts to avoid looking directly at anyone, she had missed the man on the sofa. He now filled her vision, like headlights to a rabbit. Now that she had seen him, she couldn't pull her eyes away. He was idly stroking his cock, and part of her mind said “Handsome looking member” but before she could begin to wonder what she was supposed to do with it, she was turned around and placed directly in front of him. She closed her eyes again as hands parted her buttocks and she was lowered onto him, his cock sliding deep into her arse. More hands spread her legs and covered her breasts, pushing her backwards so she was leaning against him, his chest hot against her back. Her hands were held, her fingers wrapped around more men, while another knelt between her legs and began to fuck her cunt. She was floating again, full to bursting, desperate to come but unable to, there was simply no room and her clit, engorged and begging to be used, was ignored.
Another cock entered her mouth, and she wondered how that was possible. One in each hand, one in her mouth, one in her cunt and one in her arse, that made five. She wasn't aware of her hands being part of her, they moved without her knowledge or permission.
Emptied once again, she was helped to the floor and her limbs arranged, legs spread, arms above her head. Her shoes were gone. Nobody was touching her. Slowly she became aware of rhythmic, wet noises and heavy breathing and risked opening her eyes. She was surrounded by naked men, cocks in hand, wanking over her. A circle jerk, with her as the target. This thought, which just hours (or was it years?) ago she would have found disgusting, thrilled her. Her clit throbbed and she moved her right hand down towards it. Nobody stopped her. The nearest man nodded at her, so she closed her eyes and gave herself over to self-pleasure.
The first spurt of come hit her chest, hot and bleach-smelling and glorious. She wanted more, and wasn't disappointed. She came herself before the last man did, crying out as his spunk hit her belly. Slowly she rubbed all their come together, spreading it across her breasts and stomach. Then, sticky but satisfied, she lay still, her eyes closed and her mind floating away. She was vaguely aware of the men leaving, but nobody gave her instructions so she stayed where she was, spread open on the floor.
A gentle touch on her shoulder tugged her mind back to the present. Sasha knelt beside her, a pile of clothes in her hands. She smiled. “You did well. A car will take you home in fifteen minutes. Here are your clothes.”
The girl stretched languorously, then got up and began to dress, totally unselfconscious now. A thought, a question, wormed its way into her tangled mind. “Why did they not come inside me?” she asked. Sasha smiled again. “Who wants sloppy seconds?” she said simply.
She sat in the luxurious car, feeling spunk drying on her skin. She knew she should feel ashamed of her conduct and her appearance. But somehow, she didn't. She felt both used and empowered, filthy and exhilarated. Her nipples were bruised. Her arse and cunt were sore. Her jaw ached. She wondered if the chauffeur, silently polite, was one of the men. She couldn't remember what any of them had looked like.
Back in her bedroom at home, she stripped and laid down on the bed. The dried spunk was itchy and she revelled in it. She knew it would flake off over her clean sheets, but she didn't care. Maybe tomorrow she'd take the sheets into the garden and burn them. Right now, she wanted to feel, not think. Her hand crept between her legs and she remembered…
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Written by Mrs Skyhook
| 25 Jun 09, 10:37 PM Unbeaten UK, 4 yrs  |
Now that is good... |
| 25 Jun 09, 11:58 PM Lascif UK(TS), 3 yrs |
I've been reading this story as it has unfolded and each part has had me totally transfixed.... We need a book and I want the very first copy that comes off the press!
I will recommend you add a disclaimer to the writings though, you have no idea what these stories do to a single girl, it could be dangerous Mr&Mrs Skyhook, each of you has an outstanding talent for writing smut, I salute you both!!
Prissy |
| 1 Jul 09, 12:28 AM fluffy_welsh_angel UK(DN), 5 yrs |
Bloody hell woman!!! Mew |
| 19 Jul 09, 10:07 PM SensualCreature UK(DE), 3 yrs |
Great blog & GREAT turn of phrase...
"She felt both used and empowered, filthy and exhilarated."
really enjoyed that, thanks for sharing "a sub shares things with her master she can barely admit to herself" Edited 4 Sep 11, 6:20 PM by SensualCreature |
but then, maybe you do know 
